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Con te partirò ft Hanni

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Hanni & Male Reader.

Diamond Eyes AU.

genres: sub! Hanni, blowjob, oral sex, hard sex, breeding, daddy kink, creampie, fluffy, anal, car sex, love making ✧

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Did you need to rent a Ferrari? Absolutely not. Would it be worth it? Absolutely yes.

So many months of hard work streaming 8 hours a day had to somehow be worth it. You could afford it, and you were going to do it. The only bad thing about that decision was the time it took you to choose a car at the dealership. About half an hour wandering between cars until your capricious ass decided to choose the most expensive but also the most practical. A Ferrari Purosangue, the brand's newest, expensive and most innovative model. Choosing it in red would have been the most normal thing, but you chose it in all black, even the interior.

With the car already chosen, you received instructions regarding its functions and handling, upon completing it and having all the paperwork already done, you went directly to drive through the streets of Milano, your hometown. You linked your Spotify account to the car stereos through the digital panel behind the steering wheel and blasted Kanye West's Carnival at the highest possible volume without bursting your eardrums, which helped make you feel like a god as you drove past the Palazzo Reale di Milano.

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After about 20 minutes you had already made lap after lap through the city center, just enjoying the beautiful roar of the twelve-cylinder engine and your music. But just as you turned the corner after a traffic light, you received a message from the real reason you had flown to Italy from Korea in the first place.

She then sent you a full body photo of herself. You had to alternate looking between the road and your phone screen. She looked so stupidly beautiful that she made you question all your past decisions to know if you really deserved her. You came to the conclusion that you were simply an overly lucky bastard. To respond to her you had to wait until another traffic light.

After finishing talking to Hanni, you put the phone between your legs and took a new street in search of something to eat. Your stomach was growling; since you landed in Milano that morning you hadn't had the chance to even have a full meal, you had only been eating sweets that you brought with you from Korea. You were crazy to get your teeth into something, and since you were in Italy, you couldn't find a better option than going to your favorite Pizzeria in the entire city: la Zia Esterina Sorbillo on Via Agnello.

After having eaten a delicious salami and cotto pizza, you just waited in the car, parked in a square covered by the shadow of a building to your right, which you didn't mind too much considering everything the car offered in terms of comfort. It had already been an hour since Hanni had entered the event, but it wasn't until two hours later when you received the message you were waiting for.

With the green light already granted, you made the respective call before you forgot—again—, you pressed the touch button on the steering wheel to start the engine and headed to the Fonderia Carlo Macchi, the place where the Gucci event was taking place. It would be approximately 15 minutes of travel from where you were, you would have to make a good selection of music if you wanted to enjoy the journey. You started with Lord Pretty Flacko Jodye 2 by ASAP Rocky, Who Dat Boy by Tyler the Creator, 5% TINT by Travis Scott and Justify My Thug by JAY-Z.

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When you entered the Via Enrico Cosenz you had to considerably reduce the volume of the last seconds of the last song. The entire street was filled with people and camera flashes, as well as luxury cars and police guarding the perimeter around the warehouse. As soon as you approached, an officer blocked your path with a wave of his hand, you rolled down the window and he stood next to you.

"Buon pomeriggio, signore. Dove sei diretto?" he asked. You knew he did it routinely and that he kept doing it considering there were more cars behind you.

"Sono qui per ritirare uno degli ambasciatori dell'evento," you responded, one hand on the steering wheel.

"Nome?"

"Hanni Pham. Se hai bisogno di un'autorizzazione, posso ottenerla per te."

"Sì, grazie," you called Hanni's manager and handed the phone to the officer, seconds later, he returned it to you, "Avanti, buon pomeriggio."

"Grazie mille! Anche per voi," you smiled at the officer, rolled up the window again and drove until you parked next to the curb.

Parked there, you took out your phone and told Hanni that you were out. While you were waiting, you watched as the camera flashes took over the entire street. The photographers and the crowd of people were in constant movement, celebrity after celebrity being photographed as they entered their respective cars; you should have expected it, but you were still shocked to see Salma Hayek so close while she was leaving the event. You also saw Kirsten Dunst, and as a lover of Sam Raimi's Spider Man movies you couldn't help but fanboy a little.

From one moment to the next you noticed how the crowd of people began to concentrate much more towards the gate that led to the warehouse; You noticed that the flashes also multiplied. You sharpened your eyes to be able to distinguish any notable figure among the mass of photographers moving outside, until you finally saw her. Much more radiant and charming than could be seen in any photograph.

As always she saw everyone with a warm smile and she greeted all of her fans with contagious joy; she came over to sign a few autographs here and there, with camera flashes and dozens of phones pointed directly at her. You couldn't take your eyes off her for a single second; her walk was mesmerizing, from how her hips swayed from side to side to how she exuded pure class and elegance. She was fine as fuck, and she knew it perfectly.

A little more than a minute passed when the crowd finally dispersed and she could have a clear view of the road. It was then that she saw your car and had to put her hand over her mouth to cover her shock, but no matter how much she tried to hide it, you could see it in her eyes, and you were more than happy to surprise her.

She approached the passenger door, opened it, and greeted a few more fans before entering the car, where no one could see what was happening inside thanks to the tinted windows, not even from the front.

"Oh my god hiiii!" she squealed in pure happiness, lunging at you for a tight hug.

"Hello, Phampy," you smiled, reciprocating the hug and then separating, putting your hands on the wheel. You drove onto the road again, "How was everything?"

"Everything was wonderful! The organization and treatment were incredible, and I met many nice people!"

Every word she said was like music to your ears; she had one of the most beautiful Australian accents you had ever heard, and it was one of the reasons she drove you crazy.

You reached the roundabout and made a U-turn to return along the street you had arrived on.

"I also had to take a lot of photos and make videos, but it was all very nice. And my goodness! What is this car?" She laughed in amazement, examining her surroundings.

She ran her hand across the leather dashboards and touched the carbon fiber of the roof. You noticed her wanting to touch things on the touch screen she had right in front of her but she restrained herself.

"I couldn't come pick you up in a piece of tin, could I?" you saw her out of the corner of your eye, "Hanni Pham only deserves the best of the best."

"Oh yeah? That's why I have you too, right?"

She leaned towards you and grabbed you by your face to plant her lips on your cheek. You were sure that her lipstick must have been left marked on your skin.

Just when you were going to talk to her you received a call from her manager. You left one hand on the wheel and answered as you rounded the curve at the Piazza Giovani Bausan roundabout. You put the call on speaker so Hanni could hear too.

"Yeah?" you asked.

"You better take her directly to the hotel, she still has a pending appointment tonight," the manager told you from the other end of the line, the severity in her voice telling you that it was best to obey.

"You say it as if I were going to take her to Greece. Well, I don't lack the desire to do so."

"Don't even dream of it. Just take her to the hotel, please. I'll send you the location."

"Yeah yeah, chill. You know you can trust me."

"I only tolerate you because Hanni likes you. Bye," she finally hung up.

Hanni laughed at that. Seconds later you received the location of the hotel. It was the Palazzo Parigi Hotel, possibly one of the most exclusive in Milano. You weren't surprised.

"How lovely," you joked, putting the phone back in your pocket.

"I would tell you that she is just joking, but you do make her life a little miserable."

"She'll have to get used to me. Straight to the hotel then?"

"Uhm, we don't have a choice, I guess..." she said, and then she thought for a few seconds looking out the window, then looked at you again, "Daddy... Do you think this outfit suits my body?"

You knew her and that tone well enough to know where she was going with that question.

"Well, of course. That skirt highlights your hips very well... and that top makes your tits look very pretty."

You turned right and entered Via Valtellina, driving straight towards the city center. Low by SZA started playing on your Spotify, you raised the volume a little with the button on the side of the steering wheel. Hanni became thoughtful again, she looked at the road for a few seconds and then at you.

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"And... Do you think it also makes me look more fuckable?"

"Where are you going with that question, Phampy?"

She remained silent. She waited until you stopped at a traffic light so you could see her, then she slowly hiked her skirt up until it was all wrinkled at the top. Her perfect, pale pair of fleshy thighs were exposed to you, as well as her red lace panties, which you noticed were also Gucci. You were automatically turned on, but the light turned green and you had to turn your eyes to the road.

"I don’t know… you tell me."

Her hand went to your crotch, slowly squeezing and massaging the bulge in your pants. You noticed her gaze fixed on you, but you couldn't turn around in any way unless you wanted to cause an accident.

"Fuck Hanni..." you muttered, pursing your lips.

"Mmm..." she let out a subtle moan, "You're already hard daddy."

She pulled up the bottom hem of your sweater, unbuttoned your jeans and lowered your zipper to reach into your boxers and pull out your cock, which was already completely hard.

“Baby, we are in th-” you tried to protest.

"Hush. Eyes on the road."

She had seen you turn up the volume on the stereo a few minutes ago, and she used the visual information she remembered to reach her free hand over to the wheel and turn up the volume as well. A few seconds passed and the song changed to The Color Violet by Tony Lanez. You had no choice but to continue driving through the streets of downtown Milano, taking as many roads as possible to divert you from the original destination while she slowly jerked you off.

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Seconds passed. Hanni kept moving her hand up and down your cock, which was throbbing between her fingers. Her movements were slow and perfect, the months of experience you had together allowed her to know how you liked to be touched. You felt a drop of precum leak from your tip; she noticed this, and took a moment to kick off her heels, climb on her knees onto the seat and bend over towards you, leaving her butt raised toward the passenger window and her face right above your cock. Then, grabbing it by the base she took it into her mouth, her glossy lips wrapping around your shaft.

Luckily for you, just at that moment you stopped at a traffic light, which allowed you to look to the right and see Hanni's thick ass raised and adorned by the g-string she was wearing, both buttocks on full display so you could grope them and squeeze them. All the while, she moved her head up and down slowly, taking in a little more than half of your cock with each pump in a sensual, slippery blowjob.

A few seconds passed and the traffic light turned green. You were forced to look forward again, but that didn't stop you from grabbing Hanni's panties and pushing them to the side to rub your fingers on both her plump pussy and her butthole. She responded with a deep moan around your shaft. You gave one of her ass cheeks a dry spank before taking your middle and ring fingers to your mouth to fill them with saliva and take them inside her pussy. Hanni moaned louder around your cock again and increased the pace of the blowjob, taking you out of her mouth at times to fill your shaft with kisses and licks.

The song changed, now playing Bermuda Triangle by Zico, Crush and Dean, the bass from the stereos making the seats vibrate. You took your fingers deep into Hanni's pussy, and there you began pumping rapidly in and out. She matched the pace of your wrist and moved her neck accordingly, now she was giving you a sloppy, frantic blowjob.

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“Fuck,” she pulled you out of her mouth with a sharp intake of breath.

She jerked you off quickly. Your cock now completely soaked with her thick, hot saliva. When she raised her head you noticed that a string of saliva was hanging from her lower lip.

“I need you to fuck me right now daddy, I can't hold it,” she begged, placing kisses on your jaw and chin.

"I'll look for an alley to stop in."

"No," she quickly said, "You just keep driving and leave it to me."

She sat back down in her seat and raised her hips to pull her panties down her legs. When she took them off, she took them in one hand and wrapped them around the base of your cock, a detail that was enough to make you gasp. Then she maneuvered herself over to your seat and climbed on top of you, planting her feet on either side of the seat and taking advantage of her short stature so she could completely impale herself on your cock.

"Oh my god Hanni," you moaned, slowing the car down on pure instinct as she slowly went up and down on your cock.

"I really needed to feel your cock filling me again daddy... mmmh," she moaned into your neck, wrapping her arms around and clinging to it.

You thanked God that the suspension of that car was that good, it made driving in that state much easier. Still, you had to do an incredible concentration job to focus on the road with Hanni's heavenly moans in your ear distracting you.

Hanni subtly stroked the hair at the nape of your neck, tangling her fingers between your strands and giving them subtle tugs as she filled the entire side of your face with wet kisses. She started bouncing on your cock. Frantic and strong jumps that, no matter how difficult it seemed, could be heard even with the music playing at full volume in there. Ironically and completely randomly, at that moment Be Quiet and Drive by Deftones started playing.

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"I fucking missed you so much daddy... oh god!" She moaned in your ear, clinging even tighter to your neck.

There came a time when pleasure inevitably made you drive worse. You made strange gear changes, and also strange steering wheel movements. Anyone who saw the car from the outside would be alarmed thinking you were having a seizure or some weird shit, but the reality was you just had a Gucci ambassador jumping like crazy on your dick.

"You missed daddy huh? Then fucking cum on that cock," you growled, fingers tightening on the steering wheel. You entered la Corso Sempione, a wide and uncrowded street at that time. Perfect to let yourself go a little.

"Yes daddy, yes! I'll cum for you like a good girl!" she whimpered, pressing more kisses to your neck.

You roared the engine a couple of times and accelerated up the street, that made Hanni cling harder to your shoulders and crash into your pelvis much harder—apparently the speed sensation managed to give her some kind of stimulus. If she kept giving you those jumps she would probably take your breath away for a few seconds, but it didn't take long for her to explode in a tide of spasms and screams. She slumped down, lowering her knees and squeezing her thighs on either side of your hips. She ground back and forth as she rode out her orgasm, and then began to move sensually up and down.

"Fuck, I can't take it anymore," you gasped, "The hotel will have to wait a little longer."

You took a curve to the right and hit the accelerator straight ahead, desperately looking for an alley in which to stop. It was not an easy task, Milano lacked this type of space since it was full of short buildings stuck side by side, but finally you found the perfect place: the back alley of an old warehouse, to the right of which was the left fence of el Cimitero Monumentale—you were outside of it, so you weren't desecrating anything. There were a couple of cars there, but at that time no one would be out since it was still working hours. You went to the end of it, stopping when a small gate cut off the path.

You turned off the engine and could finally focus on her. You wrapped both of your arms around her perfect body and pressed her against your torso to kiss her. She moaned against your lips and cupped her hands on either side of your face to get deeper into the kiss; your tongues met and swirled around each other again and again. You moved your hands to her ass and then gave one of her butt cheeks a harder spank. She squealed and bit your bottom lip.

"Fuck me hard, daddy," she begged in a sensual, pleasure-laden voice, "Fuck me and give me all your load."

"I wouldn't want to stain that outfit in any way..." you peppered her chin and neck with kisses.

"Then make sure no drop goes to waste... put it all inside me."

"Are you sure?"

"I've been taking contraceptives for months, there won't be any problems..."

"Let's go outside then."

You opened the car door and made her get off your cock so she could get off first. You noticed the nervousness in her eyes as she looked toward the beginning of the alley, so you found it necessary to comfort her.

"Honey, I know this city like the back of my hand, no one will come here," you said, getting out of the car as well.

Those simple words seemed to make her nervousness disappear, as she immediately lunged at you with both arms around your neck and kissed you again. You wrapped your arms around her naked waist and lifted her into the air; she wrapped her legs around your torso and you took a few steps forward, positioning yourself on the side of the hood of the car and sitting her on the edge of it.

She let go of your torso and spread her legs wide, leaning back and leaning on her forearms to give you a look that you always interpreted as 'destroy me'. You pulled your pants and boxers down to your ankles, and with her panties still wrapped around the base of your cock, you sank back into her wet, warm pussy.

Hanni let out a loud moan that you silenced halfway by putting a hand over her mouth—no one would be out at that time, but you still had to be careful. She let her head hang back, and you grabbed her legs by the back of her knees to start moving your hips back and forth. You made sure she received every inch of throbbing cock with every thrust, jiggling the flesh of her thighs and her buttocks.

She was an obedient girl, so just one time of covering her mouth was enough for her to silence her moans on her own. She did it in several ways, but the most common was to put an arm around her head and press her mouth against the inside of her elbow. You thrust fast and hard, letting out grunts of pleasure as you felt the quivering flesh of her thighs between your fingers.

Hanni's eyes rolled back as you heard her let out loud squeals of pleasure. Out of the corner of your eye you saw how her toes curled. You brought her legs together and then pressed them towards her body, hammering her pussy so hard it echoed throughout the alley. You tried your best to keep your mouth shut as well, but her pussy felt so good and so wet that you couldn't help but let moans escape from your mouth.

She couldn't scream it for obvious reasons, but if she could she would have screamed at you that she was going to cum around your cock again. It wasn't necessary, you could tell by how her eyes glazed over and then she laid her back flat on the car hood. Seconds later she exploded once again, and she had to add her other arm to make sure that her intense screams of pleasure did not escape in any way.

Her pussy clenched around your cock and suffocated it, a sensation that was deadly to you and your senses. You spread her legs and now held on to her waist—which was possibly one of your favorite parts of her body— to fuck her with all your might and enter the final stretch.

Her body shook back and forth violently. She raised herself up on her elbows again and looked at you with those deep, lustful eyes again. You grabbed her by the gold necklace she was wearing and pulled her towards you to grab her neck with both hands. You pressed down with your fingers and cut off her breathing. It only took a few more thrusts for you to explode inside her.

The pleasure unconsciously made you press harder on her neck. You grunted giving her slow but aggressive thrusts, shooting stream after stream of cum into her silky pussy. She grabbed your wrists and gave one of them several pats that brought you out of your trance. You let go of her neck, noticing that you were squeezing too hard.

"Fuck... I'm sorry baby..." you gasped, still pumping until you finished draining inside her.

"You gave me the fuck I just needed today… don't apologize daddy," she managed to smile at you, even with heavy breathing.

"And what would have happened if I wasn't here? Would you have fucked some other Italian guy?" you raised an eyebrow.

"A few minutes ago I begged you to fill me to the core with your cum...," she leaned forward to give you a small kiss, "And here you are, balls deep inside me after shooting a thick, hot load straight into my womb. That makes me completely yours."

"Completely mine huh? I love the way that sounds coming out of your mouth," you cupped her face with your hands and gave her multiple short kisses on the lips.

"Yeah, and if that wasn't enough, you fucked me in a Gucci outfit, on top of a Ferrari, and in Milan. So consider yourself the luckiest guy in the world," she patted your chest a couple of times.

"I'm the luckiest guy in the world since I kissed you for the first time, Phampy," you continued to shower her face with kisses as she giggled.

"Damn, what a rizz huh?" she joked.

"Shut up dude," you laughed back.

"Hey, how much did this thing cost you? I feel like if I dent it I'll get a million dollar lawsuit."

"Two thousand euros a day, and if I want to buy it it's four hundred thousand euros. I’ll save money for it."

"Yep, I better get out of here asap," she nodded and gently pushed you back.

Your cock came out of her pussy, from which not a single drop of your cum came out. You took her into your arms and helped her off the hood. Once on the floor you removed her panties from around your cock and held them out to her.

"Nah, keep them as a souvenir," she gave you a kiss on the cheek, pulled down her skirt as if nothing had happened and got back into the car.

"Well damn, sure thing," you nodded, watching as she climbed into the passenger seat.

You pulled up your boxers and pants and got into the car again. You put Hanni's panties in the storage compartment between seats, earning a laugh from her. You left the alley, and after making sure there were no snitches around, you headed towards the hotel. After about 10 minutes you were already around the corner.

"Hey, there won't be any fans here now right?" you asked, the car stopped before turning.

"I'm sure not. But there will be later," she leaned to the right in the seat to try to make sure there was no one, "I think only my bodyguard will be there."

"I hope you're right."

Just as she said, the street in front of the hotel was completely clear. Only her bodyguard, who you recognized instantly, was there waiting patiently. When he saw you approaching with the car he approached the sidewalk, but first you made a small U-turn so that Hanni's door faced it.

"See you inside daddy," she gave you a peck on the cheek and got out of the car. The bodyguard closed the door back, and then escorted her inside.

You parked the car diagonally across the entrance, in an area marked out just for that purpose. You turned off the engine, grabbed your things and got out. You walked around the car and went to the trunk to get your backpack out. With nothing else to do out there, you crossed the street to enter the hotel lobby, which alone looked like a beautiful and elegant royal palace, made almost entirely of perfectly polished marble. Hanni wasn't there, you assumed she had gone straight to her room.

After having gone through a small security check by one of the workers, you approached the reception and began the entire procedure to get a room. Using Hanni's room never crossed your mind, it was a controlled environment that Gucci had given her and that her manager probably also used, so you were never going to have privacy. You had to get a deluxe room, which wasn't cheap at all and gave you another little pain in your wallet.

Once everything was done, you were given the key to your room. You took the elevator and went directly to your floor to look for your door. Inside the room you were greeted by a short hallway, with a small counter on the left where was a small plate with cookies and biscuits, an espresso coffee maker and a bottle of San Benedetto sparkling water. To the right was an electric door that led to the bathroom, which had a double sink and a large mirror, in front of which were first the shower cubicle and then the bathtub.

Past that hallway was finally the bedroom. The king size bed was to your right, with two nightstands on either side and a wide stool at the bottom edge. In front you had the large window, whose light was blocked by white curtains that could be folded even more to cover the window completely. To the left was a glass table with two chairs on each side and a pot with beautiful white orchids on top of it. Finally, next to you as you exit the hallway, a smaller circular table with a tray full of fresh fruits, plates with napkins and cutlery, two covered drinking glasses and a note from the hotel staff giving anyone who entered the room a welcome.

The first thing you did was drop your backpack on the bed and lie face up on it to close your eyes for a moment. After your small minute of rest, you took out your phone and told Hanni that you could come now. Not even ten minutes had passed when you heard the knock on your door. You got up and hurried to open it.

"Damn, you're fast aren't you?" you asked with an amused expression.

"Being away from you hurts my little chicken heart, don't you understand?" She stood in front of you to give you a kiss. She then walked in front of you towards the bedroom.

"You got a scolding from her, didn't you?" you sat on the stool in front of the bed to look at her.

"A small one, yeah," she sighed, "But I honestly don't care, I feel exhausted."

Having said that, she began to undress, first taking off her heels, then her skirt, her top, and finally her necklace, which she left on the table next to the orchids. The only thing she needed to take off was her black bra, and once she did she dove face down onto the bed, her feet dangling next to you.

"Go take a shower then, sweetheart," you said, climbing into bed with her, only to lie down with your face right against her ass.

You made yourself comfortable there, hugging her hips as if her buttocks were your pillow—they weren't too far from that, they were soft like cotton.

"Mmm only if you come with me," she giggled, subtly shaking her butt under your cheek.

"I should be ashamed of how easily controlled I am by this piece of meat, but it's okay, come on."

You gave her a kiss on the buttock and stood up to go directly to the bathroom. She came in behind you, and helped you undress between adorable little kisses on your lips and chin. Once you were both naked, she tied her hair in a high bun, and you entered the shower cubicle, whose space was not too big and forced you to be slightly close together the entire time—it didn't bother you at all.

You and she took a completely normal bath without lewdness. It was a purely romantic and fun experience for the two of you, where kisses and caresses were not lacking. It was the perfect example that many times intimacy was not just about sex, and you enjoyed those moments as much as the sexual ones, they made you feel that there really was something there and that not everything revolved around carnal pleasures.

Once bathed and dried you went back to the bedroom. Hanni took off the towel, untied her hair, and threw herself back onto the bed.

"Your manager said you still had a pending appointment tonight, how much time do we have right now?" you asked, taking off the towel to continue drying your hair.

"Mmm… we have three hours, then I'll be there for about two more, and after that I'll be completely yours," she told you as she crawled under the covers and settled herself towards the center of the bed.

"Aight," you nodded, leaving the towel on the floor to go turn on the air conditioning, "Anything in particular you want to do?"

"I want you to take me out to eat and drink, can you?" She asked you, covered up to her neck with the blanket.

She looked so adorable and cute that you couldn't help but grab your phone to take a photo of her.

"Hey!" she laughed, giving you the perfect smile you needed for the shot.

"Of course I can, baby," you nodded, "I know the perfect place, in fact."

"I almost forgot that you were born here. Let's see, would you say something to me in Italian?"

"Tesoro, ho bisogno di dormire perché sono seriamente esausto," you told her, going to close the curtains. The room was now left in subtle darkness.

"That was so fucking sexy, oh my god," she breathed in, surprised, "But what did you say, I know tesoro is a cute thing."

The way she said that word made you smile.

"I said I'm exhausted and I need to sleep, honey," you climbed onto the bed and got under the blankets with her.

"Well, that's timely, because so am I," she sighed, turning her back on you so you could hug her from behind.

She raised her head, and you put your arm under her so she was resting on it. Then she pressed her back and her ass against you, and you wrapped your free arm around her in a warm hug that felt like lounging at a campfire in a Dark Souls game. You buried your face between her shoulder and the back of her neck, breathing in the delicious red fruit aroma of her skin.

"Hey, how do you say I love you in Italian?" she asked in a small, soothing voice.

"Ti amo," you responded with your eyes closed.

"Then ti amo, honey… uh, how do you say a lot?"

"Ti amo tanto," you said with a giggle, and opened your eyes to place kisses on her neck and cheek.

"Yeah, ti amo tanto baby," she laughed too, and turned her head so you could kiss her lips multiple times.

"Go to sleep now, dude, you have things to do later," you gave her a couple more kisses and returned to your initial position on her back.

"Yes daddy!" She responded obediently and clung to the arm you had around her body to sleep.

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As was usual every time she and you slept together, you woke up first. You gave her a kiss on her temple and carefully got out of bed to go put on some clean boxers, brush your teeth, and return to her. You climbed onto the bed and crawled carefully.

"Honey, wake up, it's a matter of time before the harpy calls you," you said softly, shaking her shoulder lightly.

"Mmmm..." she shifted on the bed and opened only one eye to see you, "What time is it?" she asked with a frown.

"6PM."

As soon as you told the time she sat up and started rubbing her eyes, then she got out of bed and checked her phone.

"Damn, I need to hurry. They're already waiting for me in the lobby."

"Already? There's still an hour left."

"Yeah, but you know how things are," she moved around the room looking for something, "Damn, I left my luggage in the other room. There's a landline phone here too, right?"

"Uh huh, next to the bathroom."

She ran into the hallway, and then you heard her talk to her room service to bring her luggage, which arrived just before five minutes. With her clothes already in your room, she put on clean underwear and went into the bathroom for a few minutes. When she came out, she started to get dressed. All while you were checking your phone without bothering to put on anything other than your boxers.

"So, how do I look?" she told you, coming out of the bathroom for maybe the 6th time in half an hour.

You looked away from your phone and examined her from head to toe. This time she had put on a black cardigan with gold buttons, some flared jeans and a couple of elements from her previous outfit: the red heels and the gold necklace. She gave you a couple of flirtatious spins and blew you a kiss.

"As beautiful and spectacular as always," you winked and smiled at her.

"I'll be back. Wait for me right here, okay?" She approached you, placed her hand on your chest and gave you a kiss on the lips.

"I don't feel like going anywhere else without you, honey. Go," you nodded toward the exit hallway.

"I love you! See you later!" She grabbed her handbag and with the phone in hand she disappeared down the hallway.

"I love you too!"

You heard the door open and then close again, a sign that you would be alone for the next two or maybe three hours. You had slept less than three hours in twenty-four hours due to all the hustle and bustle of the trip and the trip itself, so you took advantage of the moment to sleep again.

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A weight on top of your body and multiple soft kisses all over your face were your alarm clock. You slowly opened your eyes to find a cute smol bean straddling you, an adorable smirk on her face.

"Wakey wakey, sleeping princess," she said as if she were singing you a lullaby. You almost fell asleep again.

"Hmm?" You rubbed your eyes with your fingers and finally opened them to take a good look at her, "Did you just get here? How did it go?"

"Nope, I got here an hour ago, but I wanted to let you sleep a little more," she leaned in to kiss your cheek, "Everything went great, I had one of the best cheesecakes I've ever had in my life, honestly."

"Did you bring me sum?"

"I would have if I had paid for it," she chuckled, "come on, get up, we have a date honey."

"Has everyone left down there? I thought I heard the commotion when you arrived."

"It's 11 at night, people should sleep, right?"

"Yeah but some people are crazy. You know how things are."

"Take it easy babe, we don't have to leave the hotel together anyway. It can be like when you picked me up at the event early."

"The most discreet thing is to go out as if you weren’t going to do anything important at all, it attracts less attention."

"You just want to leave the hotel holding my hand, right?" She raised an eyebrow. You were caught.

"I mean," you pursed your lips and shrugged, "Yeah."

"Alright, alright," she laughed, "But go get dressed then, I'm ready to go."

"If you would just get off of me I could, sweetie."

"Right, sorry," she nodded, and then got off of you.

Looking back at the amount of time it took Hanni to get ready and how long it took you made you feel a little ashamed of being just a man. It had only taken you about ten minutes to get ready to leave. You combed your hair, put on perfume, and put on all your rings: two on your right hand and two on your left. Choosing an outfit was quite easy for you, especially if you took into account that you were going to have a late-night dinner in one of the fashion capitals. A white turtleneck sweater tucked into khaki pants, a dark brown trench coat, and black Chelsea boots.

During the time that you had been getting ready, Hanni was taking photos of herself all over the room, in the end she showed you one that she took in bed and another that she took in the mirror.

"You look gorgeous, what the hell. Are you gonna post them?," you asked, making a few final adjustments to the collar of your sweater.

"Yeah, why?"

"Nothing, I just want you to make sure I don't show up in any mirrors or some shit," you laughed, "I'd be hung by the balls in ADOR."

"Honey, there aren't that many mirrors in the room."

"Knowing my bad luck, my stupid ass face would show up in the reflection of the bathroom mirror," you grabbed your phone and your wallet to put both things in the pockets of your trench coat.

"But it didn't, let's go!" She gestured you toward the door.

"Did you make sure no one was outside?"

"Manager nim is aware of that, as the hotel security, so we have the green light."

"Aight, but what happens away from the hotel is our business, right?"

"Yup," she nodded.

"Fair enough," you sighed, "Let's go, honey."

After making sure you didn't forget anything, you and she left the room heading out of the hotel. You were lying if you didn't say you were nervous as shit as you walked through the lobby with her holding your hand. As you walked through the revolving door of the hotel you couldn't help but think that the best thing would have been to put on a mask and a cap, the same for her, but at that point you didn't give a damn. You were just a couple of very young adults wanting to be happy together.

You left the hotel looking in all possible directions, then you crossed the street and went to your car to get into it.

"Well, that went well didn't it?" you asked, starting the engine, which roared through the block.

"I mean, I can assure you that this thing just drew all the attention here," she laughed, and you drove away from the hotel grounds.

"In this city we're used to the sound of sports cars, honey, no one cares anymore," you laughed, driving down Via Pontaccio.

"Waaaaoh, that's the most presumptuous thing I've heard you say since I've known you."

"Non è che sia una bugia, amore," you turned for a second only to blow her a vain kiss.

"Yeah yeah whatever you say Mr. Pepperoni," you couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Can I play music?"

"If you have a perfect song that's about five minutes long, go for it," you nodded, still smiling.

She, who had perfectly understood the mood and the context in which you were, played PRIDE. by Kendrick Lamar.

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"Damn, this city is beautiful, especially at night, isn't it?" She said looking out the window as you passed around the Giuseppe Garibaldi statue.

"Yes it is," you nodded, "It's gotten a lot better since I left. It feels good to be back."

"Would you bring me here again? I'd love to go sightseeing here with you..." she continued looking out the window, completely mesmerized by the city.

"Of course honey. I could even take you to meet my grandparents."

She turned around with wide eyes and raised eyebrows.

"What?!" She exclaimed, causing you to laugh, "Oh no no no, I'm not ready for that, shut up."

"Sooner or later you will have no escape."

"I know, but I don't want to think about it. Shut up, shut up."

After a few minutes you arrived at your destination, the Horto Restaurant, located on the Medelan terrace, a historic building that was previously known as Palazzo Broggi. Now it was full of shops, offices of major banks and conference rooms. You went up to the terrace, asked for one of the tables on the balcony and went to sit down. It didn't take long for the waiter to arrive to pick up your order.

"I didn't ask you earlier, but how the girls are?" she asked you.

You went blank for a few seconds, formulating the answer in your head because that question encompassed a significant number of girls in your life at that moment.

"Fuck, where do I start," you sighed, "Well, Sullyoon and Haewon are perfect, I haven't been able to spend almost any time with either of them because they've been busy with their activities. Chaeyoung and Sumin are on tour. Rei is giving concerts too. And Yeseo gave a concert yesterday, I think."

"And what about Jinni?" At that moment the waiter brought you two glasses of Masseto wine, "Thank youuu!"

"Grazie mille," you thanked too, "Well, Jinni doesn't talk to me anymore. I can imagine her reasons," you shrugged.

"Oh… that sucks," she grimaced.

"Yeah but I'm not at a point in my life where I want to worry too much about that. How’s Dani?" you asked her, taking a sip of your wine.

"Oh she's great!" The smile returned to her face, "She's on vacation with her family in Australia, I guess she told you."

"Yup, but I haven't talked to her in a few days. The last thing she told me was that she wanted us to meet when the three of us were back in Korea."

"Sleepover at your house?" She took the wine from her with both eyebrows raised.

"You are more than welcome," you smiled.

"Can we take Minji?"

You stopped to think about what that question entailed and you thought about it for a few seconds.

"Only if you promise to behave," you crossed your arms, looking at her with your head tilted.

"We always behave... daddy," she gave you an innocent little smile and seconds later your food arrived.

By the end of your dinner you had also finished your first glasses of wine. The next thing you did was order a dessert, along with two more drinks. She ordered a tiramisu, and you ordered panna cotta. When you also finished the dessert you stood up, wine glasses in hand, and approached the railing to admire the city.

"Gosh, what a view huh?" she said as she looked at the west wing of the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II. She took a photo from there.

"You like them?" You took a sip from your glass as you looked at her.

"Are you kidding? I feel like I'm in a Renaissance painting, it's beautiful."

You took a step back and pulled out your phone to point your camera at her as she drank wine.

"And I feel like I'm in a Michelangelo painting looking at you, sweetie."

Hanni had a small moment of panic at your compliment and put her hand to her mouth to squeal in the middle of a silly smile. It was your perfect moment to take the photo. Then you sent it to her.

"Were you waiting all night to say that line?"

"Nah, it came spontaneously from me."

"Uh-huh, you wouldn't believe it yourself," she laughed, setting her almost-finished glass back on the table to approach you, "Hey... thanks for flying all the way here just for me babe... I was feeling kind of sad to have to be here alone during such an important time."

At that moment, Vivo per lei by Andrea Bocelli was playing inside the covered area. It sounded somewhat muffled due to the distance but it was perfect for the romantic moment, because the breeze also began to blow stronger.

"You have nothing to be thankful for, Phampy. And hey, you wouldn't be alone, you'd be with the harpy," you both laughed.

"Yes, it's basically like being alone," she snuggled into your chest and looked up at you, "But seriously, thank you, it means a lot to me, honey. You're wonderful... and I love you."

You should have told her that you loved her back, after all it was the most normal thing, right? Well no. Up there, under the clear night sky of Milano and with one of the most beautiful romantic pieces in history playing in the background, the first thing that came from the bottom of your heart was to surround her waist with your arms, press her to your body and kiss her.

Hanni wrapped her arms around your neck and clung to you, stroking the hair at the nape of your neck as your lips danced together in a slow, tender kiss. What you were doing was not entirely responsible, you were in a more than public place and on a terrace from where almost anyone could see you. You knew it, yes, but you didn't care in the least. That was a significant moment for you, one that would remain embroidered in your memory and your heart forever, the last thing you needed was to worry about a random snitch.

"I love you too, Phampy," you murmured against her lips, who knows how long after you'd been kissing, "Thank you for letting me be a part of your life, this honestly feels like a dream."

"You're so cute, god, stop it," she giggled and gave you a peck, "You know, the night is still young..." she put her finger on your chin and traced soft scribbles on it, "Why don't you take me back to the hotel to put the icing on the cake?"

"By cake you mean your cake, huh?" You raised an eyebrow with an amused expression.

"By cake I mean I can't wait for you to fuck my ass today. You know what the icing is... daddy," she moved closer to your neck and gave you a quick lick so no one else would see.

"Aight, we're getting out of here."

You hurried to pay the bill (another hard blow to your wallet) and you both got out of the building, got into the car and headed to the hotel again, which you arrived in record time and probably breaking some maximum speed limits. You hurried to take the elevator and go up the hallway, but Hanni, seeing that there was no one there, couldn't hold back the urge and kissed you right there.

You moved between kisses with clumsy steps and slight stumbles, in the end you saved yourself any future effort. As soon as you opened the door you picked her up so that she clung to your torso with her legs and you entered the room. You threw her back against the bed, and being between her legs you went deeper into her kiss. All tenderness had already disappeared, now you were eating each other's mouths in a fierce and passionate way, she letting out constant little moans against your lips.

Hanni took your coat off your shoulders and you helped her by taking it off your arms—when you threw it on the floor your phone must have taken a good hit, but at that moment you didn't even think about it. She also took your sweater out of your pants and put her hands in to caress your abdomen and chest. You separated from her lips and dove into her neck to fill it with kisses and light hickeys. As you did so she pulled the hem of your sweater up to take it off as well, and with your torso now bare you returned the favor by unbuttoning her cardigan and opening it wide, to reveal her black bra underneath it.

As you took off each shoe with your feet you began to trail your kisses down to her collarbone and her shoulders, making sure not to leave any non-wet areas before moving on to the next. You focused now on her tits, which contrary to what they might seem, were not small at all. Each mound was filled with kisses and licks, but before you freed them from the annoying bra, you now moved towards your favorite part of her body.

Kissing Hanni's belly always felt like kissing a soft sugar cloud; it was so perfect that you could literally spend hours just being there, filling it with kisses and licking it multiple times. While she caressed your hair and gave it little tugs with one of her hands, you unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zipper, and without still lowering the jeans you now kissed her lower belly and her pubes above of her panties.

"Mmm..." you heard her moan softly, "Is daddy going to eat me? I would love for daddy to eat me..."

Her low, angelic voice always managed to make you feel things, and at that moment it turned you on so much that you pulled her jeans and panties down to her knees in one tug. She gasped, seeing you kneeling in front of her with the biggest 'fuck me' eyes. You took off her heels and threw them to the floor, and with her feet now free you finished removing her jeans and panties off her legs.

She crawled into bed and laid her head on a pillow to spread her legs wide, bringing one hand to her pussy to rub it up and down with two of her fingers. You dropped onto your stomach so that your face was just inches from her crotch. Normally you would have done some foreplay and been gentle, but you were too hungry for her. You grabbed her by both her soft, fleshy thighs, and without thinking twice you buried your mouth in her pussy.

"Hmm!" she moaned louder, "Yes daddy... eat your little baby's pussy, make me cum all over your face, please..."

You could always be the top and the dominant, but the truth is you were at the complete mercy of her and her requests. If she told you to jump into a puddle of mud so she could pass, you went at record speed to do it; if she ordered you to bungee jump without any type of rope, you would jump blindfolded. That was the level of control she had over you.

With how turned on you were, you didn't bother to be passionate or sensual, you got straight to the point with intense, wet kisses up and down her slit. Hanni tangled her fingers in your hair and grabbed a handful of it to tug gently. You used your tongue to give her frantic licks up and down, the velvety folds of her beginning to get wet and delicious.

Your grip on her thighs tightened. The flesh beneath your fingers trembled, and her fingers pulling at your hair made it harder and harder. You noticed her wanting to close her thighs around your head like she always did and like you always loved it, but you wanted to make her wait a little.

"Just like that daddy… yes, yes!" She squealed, pulling harder on your hair but also stroking it knowing that she hurt you.

You pressed her thighs as far back as you could, concentrating on attacking her clit quickly and sloppily, alternating between long up-and-down licks and stimulation on her hole. With your peripheral vision you noticed how she reached one hand under her back and unclasped her bra to take it off. She just left her open cardigan on. Her beautiful pair of breasts were exposed, and you soon reached up to grope one of them.

Her thighs were already too tight to contain, so you let go, and as soon as you did she trapped your head between them in a tight, soft meat sandwich. You intensified your efforts, now also adding one of your fingers to pump it in and out of her.

"Don't stop daddy..." she gasped, "Oh my god don't stop don't stop don't stop!!"

And you didn't do it in any second. Not until the pressure on either side of your head became so strong and her body became so trembling that you knew her orgasm was just around the corner. Seconds later she came, arching her back and gripping the pillow beneath her head with both hands. You collected every delicious drop of fluids with your mouth, sucking and licking up and down her pussy until they were gone.

She finally let go of your head and relaxed her legs to the sides. You wiped your chin, and knelt up to look her in the eyes.

"Do you feel like sucking daddy's cock?" you asked, unbuttoning your pants and unzipping them.

"I always feel like sucking daddy's delicious cock..." she responded breathlessly, then sat up and took off her cardigan to throw it in with the rest of her clothes.

Already completely naked from head to toe, Hanni got on all fours and crawled up to you with hungry eyes, looking up at you when she was in front of your hard bulge. She grabbed the hem of your pants and pulled them down to your knees. Her lips were planted on your bulge above your boxers, kissing the outline of your cock and also kissing your balls. It didn't take long for the drops of precum to leak through the fabric and make a stain, which she then collected with her tongue before lowering your boxers as well.

"How can I not always want to suck daddy's cock?" she asked as she set your throbbing shaft free, "It's so juicy..." wet kisses on the backside, "So big..." kisses now on your balls, "And it fits so well in my mouth."

She gave your cock a long lick from the balls to your tip and swirled her tongue there before taking a couple of inches into her mouth. A few sucks on your tip were enough for her to take a couple more inches, then she started pumping back and forth, taking a little more than half of your cock in and out of her warm mouth.

You had a wonderful view: her beautiful arched back and her perfect upturned ass. While she slurped over and over on your cock you leaned forward slightly to grope her ass to your heart's content. You squeezed each of her ass cheeks hard, and also gave a couple of spanks hard enough to make her moan around your cock.

She pulled you out of her mouth with a sharp gasp of air and spat a large amount of saliva onto your cock to jerk you off quickly. She looked into your eyes for a few long seconds, her mouth purposely half open so you could see how a thread of saliva dripped from her lower lip onto the bed.

"Does daddy want to fuck her little baby's mouth?" she asked, then started sucking your balls and filling them with saliva.

"If you promise to be a good girl and swallow it all..."

You grabbed a handful of her hair and made her lift her head slightly to lick all the way from her chin to her upper lip. That made her moan.

"I'm always a good girl... you should know that daddy… Now put that hot load down my throat,"

By her saying that you forced her to return to her initial position. She opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out as far as she could. You gathered as much of her hair as you could into a ponytail and held it to take your cock into her mouth. You let out a long gasp, starting to pump your hips back and forth.

Hanni stuck to being a good girl as if it were a divine commandment. She remained with her tongue hanging out and her mouth wide open; it didn't matter how deep you pushed or how fast you did it, she always did what she knew you would love. And in that moment, as you fucked her mouth faster and faster, you felt like you were going to explode at any second.

She wasn't able to take you all the way down her throat, but she did such a good job with her tongue that you didn't care at all. Her saliva began to spill down her chin, bubbling and falling to the mattress with each thrust. You moaned loudly, releasing her ponytail to now grab two handfuls of her hair with both hands, then you began to move her head against your cock.

The frantic gag sounds were like music to your ears. You growled, releasing one of the fistfuls of her hair to give her a harder spank that made her moan again. The vibrations sent to your cock were the finishing touch that with a couple more pumps, made you explode inside her mouth. You buried her head against your cock as much as you could, shooting your entire load down her throat.

"Oh yeah... take it all baby," you gasped, hearing her cough and seeing the veins in her neck pop out.

She closed her lips around your cock so that no drop of cum would escape as she swallowed it all. You stroked her hair and then the side of her face, as a reward for swallowing your entire load once your orgasm passed. You pulled your cock out of her mouth, and she took a sharp breath. Multiple thick strings of saliva connecting the tip of your cock to her lips.

"See daddy? I'm always a good girl... I swallowed it all," she stuck her tongue out for you to check.

"And since you're such a good girl..." you leaned in to give her a kiss on the forehead and another on her nose, "You deserve for daddy to make love to you."

Hanni's face lit up like a streetlight and a smile spread from ear to ear. She knelt and then fell back to lay on her side, her head on the pillow.

"Come here and kiss me then, dear," she said back in her small, soothing voice.

You raised knee by knee and finished removing your pants and boxers off your legs; then you lay down on one side of her and pressed her back and your chest together. You repeated your same sleeping position, her lying on top of your right arm and her entire body against yours. Only this time you took your cock with one hand and made her put her ass back, so you could make your way between her buttocks and find her pussy, which you rubbed several times with your tip. Your cock was already well lubricated and her pussy extremely wet, so it took no effort at all to take your entire cock inside her in one smooth motion.

"Mmm..." she let out a long, adorable moan. You hugged her with both arms and began to shower her jaw with kisses, "God..."

You began to move your hips slowly, taking the entire length of your cock in and out of her wet pussy with sensual movements. It was the perfect moment for you both to enjoy each other's bodies as much as you could. With your right hand—the one around her neck—you grabbed one of her tits and massaged it, playing with her nipple from time to time. With your left hand you explored every possible corner of her body within your reach; you started with her perfect belly, caressing it from top to bottom with the palm of your hand; then your hand went to her soft thighs, squeezing one of them and later moving to her ass, which you also squeezed hard.

From her position Hanni couldn't do much, but she used what little mobility she had to caress your hair, the side of your torso, your hips and finally your butt, which she also squeezed before turning to look at you. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyebrows were arched in pleasure. She looked at your lips, and pulled you towards her to kiss her.

While you shared a kiss full of passion and small moans you lifted one of her legs, holding it by the back of her knee and pressing it against her torso. Hanni moaned louder against your lips, and you did it back, feeling in absolute heaven as you fucked her with slow, strong, deep pumps.

"Oh my god... you drive me so fucking crazy darling..." she murmured against your lips between gasps.

"You drive me crazy too, baby..." you bit her lower lip, then looked into her eyes, "I absolutely love every part of you... you're so fucking perfect."

You gave her a few harder, faster thrusts for a few seconds, now kissing her chin and neck. She pulled you gently by her hair.

"Absolutely every part of me is yours... my entire fucking existence belongs to you, fuck," she moaned, breathing becoming louder and more ragged.

You let go of her leg and let it fall back so that it was bent toward her body. Now you rested that hand on her soft waist, holding on there with your fingers as hard as you could.

"Say it... tell me you're completely mine," you murmured against her neck, which you then bit gently.

"I'm completely yours, damn it! And I love you so much that I wouldn't mind being it forever! Fuck!!"

That last sentence of hers, said between loud moans and gasps, was the precursor to one of the strongest orgasms you could ever cause in her. She clung to your right forearm with both hands, letting out beautiful squeals of pleasure that urged you to kiss her again. You fucked her non-stop during her orgasm, which made her writhe in your arms and let out a small load of hot fluids that you felt soaked part of your cock.

"And you..." she whispered, "You are completely mine," she looked into your eyes, "You belong to me. Every part of you, from head to toe. Everything about you says Hanni Pham’s property."

Her words were a breaking point for you. You couldn't take it anymore, and with a sudden burst of energy you forgot that you were making love to her. You fucked her as fast and hard as you could, holding on to one of her tits as if your life depended on it and putting such pressure on her waist that it could very well hurt later. You buried your face in her neck once more, and it only took a few seconds for you to explode inside her again. This time filling her pussy with so much cum that you felt like it was already spilling out after a couple of pumps.

"Oh yeah... give me all that load dear, put it all inside me, fill me and make me more yours than I already am..." she said in a low voice as you spilled the last drops.

"You're lucky you're on the pills..." you mumbled between tired breaths, "Because if you tell me that I just want to put a baby in you."

"Right now it's impossible... in the future, who knows."

You looked up to look at her for a few seconds and then kiss her again as you let your cock slide out of her pussy—forming a massive pool of cum on the mattress that you didn't bother to clean up at the time. You two completely lost track of time, two minutes or two hours could have passed while you were kissing. You didn't know, what you did know is that it didn't end there. And also that you already felt ready for one last round.

"The icing is still missing on the cake... don't you think?" you asked, and she gave you a mischievous smile.

"Did you bring lube? I didn't think I'd need it."

"Unlike you..."

You got out of bed and went to your bag, you dug to the bottom of it and took out the water-based lubricant that you and she always used.

"I'm always prepared for anything," you winked at her and went back to bed.

"How do I know you haven't had it there since you went to fuck Haewon or some shit like that?" she raised both eyebrows in an expression that made you laugh.

"As real as that sounds to you and me, no. I put it there thinking exclusively of you," you gave her a peck on the lips and gave her a little spank.

"Wow, that's thoughtful, isn't it?" you noticed the sarcasm in her voice, "Does that mean you really fucked her ass?"

"I don't know, why don't you ask her?"

You grabbed her by the waist and forced her onto her stomach, then she herself lifted her butt and got on her forearms and knees for you. You settled on your knees behind her pretty round ass, your cock resting between her butt cheeks.

"Because I don't care, no ass will feel better than mine to you."

She looked over her shoulder at you with a mischievous expression and arched her back even further, pressing the side of her face into the bed. You took the bottle of lubricant and started pouring it all over her ass, including your cock in the middle. After having poured a not at all modest amount you put the bottle aside and began to spread the liquid, making her pale buttocks so shiny that they reflected the ceiling lights. You repeated the process with your cock, and then used your fingers to spread it into her butthole as well.

"That's a pretty humble take, huh?" you imitated the sarcasm in her voice.

"Put that cock in there and you'll find out, daddy," she returned to the spiciest tone of voice, the one that made you fuck her in the middle of an alley.

You didn't make her wait. You took your cock in one hand, pressed it against her butthole and slowly sank into it. She frowned and moaned, engulfing your cock inch by inch until it disappeared between her ass cheeks. You let your pelvis rest against her ass, all the while you just looked at her.

"Fuck, maybe you're right. I don't think there's an ass that feels as good as this one."

You gave one of her buttocks a hard spank, the hardest of the night, and repeated the same with the other. Hanni let out little squeals at both of them. You began to move slowly back and forth, slow pumps at first to let her walls get used to it.

"Is this daddy's favorite ass then? Hm?" she asked with a provocative tone.

Certainly Haewon's ass was a strong contender, and Rei's wasn't that far off either, but you had to give in to the truth.

"Yes it is..." you replied as you made circles on her buttocks with your hands, "now shut up and let daddy pound it really good."

As a good man of your word you did so. You clung to her waist with both hands, making sure she was looking at you before you began to increase your pace. With each thrust Hanni's face twisted more and her face became redder with pleasure. Her body shook with increasing violence as your pelvis slammed harder against her ass and filled the room with the sound of your lewd act.

"Give me your damn hands," you ordered, and she obediently put her hands behind her back.

You put her hands on top of each other and then grabbed both of her forearms with your hand. With that point of grip you began the real action, now fucking her ass in such a way that even that bed squeaked every few seconds. You raised your free hand and gave her another hard spank.

"Oh fuck!!" She squealed, "Give me more daddy! Let your good girl's ass fucking red!!"

You switched the hand you had on her forearms and now gave her other buttock a series of consecutive spanks that made her scream into the sheets. You didn't stop until her right buttock was as red as a tomato, and then you repeated the process with the other. With Hanni's request fulfilled, you brought her knees together and made her lie on her stomach to now fuck her prone bone.

"Now you feel kinky huh?" you growled.

You let go of her forearms and leaned forward, grabbing a handful of her hair and lifting her head just to shower her neck with kisses. Hanni clung to your neck with one hand and you felt her grip her fingers around it. You pumped up and down as hard as you could, pinning her against the bed.

"I-I..." she stuttered, "D-Daddy, I'm going to... HMMM!!"

Just before she finished her sentence you noticed all the muscles in her ass tighten around your shaft. Hanni's legs began to shake, and she rolled her eyes back as she grunted in pleasure. You stood up straight again and released the handful of her hair with a sharp downward push. She leaned on her hands and watched you over her shoulder as you continued fucking her ass.

"So? What are you waiting for to put the icing on the cake daddy?" she raised an eyebrow letting you know that she was ready for more.

"I hope you know how to hide the pain in your legs, you slut."

You pulled out of her ass and made her lie on her back. She spread her legs wide, gripping her own thighs, and you returned inside her butthole with a single strong thrust. Now you were looking into her eyes, and she was looking straight back at you. You let her take care of holding her legs, and you concentrated on bringing her hands to her neck to press your fingers around it.

"I don't care about the damn pain..." she managed to say through her throat slightly clogged by your fingers, "Just put all that load inside me, daddy..."

You didn't need to remember how much power she and her words had over you, but those damn words made you feral. You removed her hands from her thighs and grabbed them yourself, only to pull them back and press them tight against her torso. You leaned forward, and placed your hands on her sides to use your body as weight.

Now your face and hers weren't too far from each other. She cradled your face with her hands, and made you stare at her while you pounded her ass like an animal. The tide of stimulus soon became too strong. Her deep eyes fixed on you; her blushing cheeks; her mouth half open and gasping with pleasure; her sweaty skin constantly rubbing against yours; and above all, her incredibly tight ass, which in a few seconds brought you to one last orgasm.

"Mmmghh!!" you growled, tensing all the muscles in your neck as you gave one last hard push down.

"Hmm!!" She moaned with you, "That's it daddy, give it to me all... all of it!!"

You didn't hold back the urge to kiss her as you shot thick jets of semen into her ass, now giving slow, deep thrusts so that she felt absolutely every drop of it filling her. She moaned against your lips, and released her legs from the pressure of your body to wrap them around your torso. Then she wrapped her arms around your neck as well, and once again, you kissed for longer than you could imagine.

"What a way to end the night, huh?" you asked between labored breaths once you maked out for about five minutes.

"Oh yeah..." she nodded, placing kisses on your chin and another on your nose, "It was more than necessary."

"Are you flying to Korea tomorrow?"

"I think so, and you?"

"I don't know, I might stay here a couple more days before I take the flight."

"And keep paying for that damn beast down there?" she laughed.

"Oh hell no, our mechanic friend already did his job perfectly. But maybe you'll see him again in Korea."

"Then I'll pull your ears for spending that kind of money."

"It's not like you didn't like it," you laughed.

You stood up and started looking for things for you and Hanni to clean up. Once both bodies were clean, you turned on the air conditioning and turned off the lights. Now you only had the light from one of the lamps on each side of the bed. You settled under the blanket, she clinging to you with her arms and legs like a koala clinging to her branch.

"I love you, Phampy... sweet dreams," you kissed her forehead and then her lips.

"I love you too dear… thank you for being here with me," she said softly before closing her eyes.

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Spren Notes: Well, first of all, I must apologize once again for filling this piece with so much Italianness everywhere lmao. It was necessary. This is probably the most personal and close to my heart piece I have ever written. I just hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

#hanni smut #newjeans smut #kpop smut #smut fanfic #male reader smut #x male reader smut #x male reader #male reader insert

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tteokdoroki · 1 year

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nagi has beef with any of your pets cuz why do they get to lay around all day but he doesn’t :(

*ੈ🌩️‧₊˚— feline foe + seishiro nagi.

૮˶ᵕ ༝ᵕ˶ა synopsis — strangers to enemies except it’s nagi and your pet cat.

⭑ warnings — please read + mdni ! characters aged up to 20s, fluff, semi-smutty, mentions of sex, suggestive towards the end, dry humping, owning a cat lol, the cat walks in on you, established relationship, pro player!nagi, fem!reader - not beta read !

⭑ words — 2K.

⭑ notes — thank u lambie for sending me this ! i thought it was too cute an idea not to write! also i queued this to post on nagi’s bday so happy bday to my bf <3!! enjoy! - m.list ✩

it might sound vain, but nagi was sure that before it arrived, he was the centre of your universe.

he had all of your attention, always. you went out of your way to bring him lunches at the stadium during practices and helped him drink water or energy drinks on the pitch at his games because you liked to believe that it would bring him good luck and he let you. his teammates heave with jealousy each and every time.

when your days were done, you’d let nagi settle his head in your lap while you brush back his hair and scratch at his scalp — letting him game to his heart's content in your company. nagi might have been pampered too and much to the point where he expected to have all of your attention… so he doesn’t quite understand why all of it shifts to a brand new presence in your lives.

your cat.

miruku. milk.

it’s a ridiculous name for an animal, nagi thinks, it’s a pest. annoying. but he couldn’t say no to you when you’d brought the stray cream-coloured kitty home, soaked in rain from where you’d chased it around his apartment complex trying to bring it inside. if he said no to you, that would’ve been another issue in itself — and nagi hated when you fought. it was bothersome having you play silent treatment.

so you keep it, the kitten, and everything changes for seishiro nagi. for the worst.

miruku can do everything nagi isn’t allowed to nd gets away with it as well. he raids the fridge if you leave it open, doesn’t have to pay to replenish it because of course cats don’t have income. he wakes you up at ungodly hours for playtime which usually consists of you sitting on the edge of the bed and kicking around a ball of yarn for the kitty to play with. it’s irritating for nagi, having your warmth stolen away from him and pulling him out of the depths of slumber by your lack of presence— all because the stupid cat wants to play ball and you just can’t seem to say no to it.

the feline that’s suspiciously close to looking like your boyfriend if he were to be an animal is also allowed to sleep in. miruku naps where he pleases, in the linen closet, the corner of the kitchen where the water pipes run hot, on top of the drier and especially by the front door where he trips up nagi on the way in from practices. it’s like the cat is purposely trying to make the pro-player’s life even more difficult than it’s meant to be and you find it’s every single movement adorable.

the worst place miruku could possibly nap is seishiro’s favourite spot— on your chest. nuzzled against your boobs on a warm sunday afternoon where your boyfriend should be, where your boyfriend should be making you giggle by sucking hickies into your neck while he thumbs at the skin underneath your breasts. he should be suckling on the sweet expanse of your skin lazily, working you up just enough to offer yourself up to appease seishiro’s insatiable appetite.

and its so sick that he can’t because of your pampered little pet. you’d just brush him off and tell him ‘you’ll get your turn later, sei,’ which makes nagi hate that stupid fucking cat even more than anything.

you don’t ever let seishiro sleep in these days, ripping the blankets from his tall frame every morning with a slice of toast hanging from between your pretty lips as you say. “get up sei, wake up for me, baby.” you coo sweetly, briefly letting go of your breakfast to kiss his forehead before you rush out of the door. “i won’t be happy if isagi or reo have to wake you up for practice. ‘kay?”

“mmm…lil’ longer. please angel.” he groans but you weave your fingers through his snow white locks to scratch at his scalp before you tug on them slightly.

“up. seishiro nagi. i’ll see you later!” the tone you use is warning, and prompts nagi to shift int he sheets to get out of bed.

he huffs, stretching his limbs a little too similarly to your kitty companion before the realisation hits— miruku is laying in your spot, comfy and cosy. sleeping. and it only pisses him off more. that should be him.

“you’re a pain.” seishiro narrows his eyes at the snoozing feline, scratching it under the chin and the twitch of miruku’s ears tells him that he’s been acknowledged as a rival.

so be it.

“how come this cat gets away with everythin’ ‘nd i don’t?”

nagi whines into your neck, watching with darkened and narrowed eyes as his feline opponent hops up onto the couch to join you both in your late night cuddle session. miruku makes his presence known, pushing his head under your chin affectionately and clawing at the fluffy blanket draped over you and your boyfriend. you obviously find it adorable, your hands slipping from seishiro’s soft white hair to tickle just behind your pet’s ear— completely discarding the man tucked into your side.

“what are you talking about, sei?” you mumble absentmindedly — missing the way the striker squirms in his seat and squeezes you close by the waist, as if to pull you away from the offending kitty.

seishiro grumbles out a response. “he gets to sleep in, but when i do it, it’s a bother. same for when he gets in the fridge too, and when i nap on top of you—“

“stop complaining about him, sei. miruku is just a baby!” you scold your boyfriend, hugging your kitten to your chest, cooing down at him as if he really is a baby. nagi seethes from beside you, that should be him in your arms and not some cat-like freeloader from the streets. miruku blinks up at the white-haired pro player slowly, his mouth opening in a petty meow that almost makes nagi hiss back in response.

“i’m supposed to be your baby.”

“and you are! but you’re just a little more self-sufficient than my precious lil’ kitty— he needs me to take care of him.”

“why don’t you just take care of me? cats are s’pposed to be independent,” seishiro nuzzles into your neck, his lips still pouty against your skin and you’d be a liar to say you weren’t overwhelmed with affection for your two boys. “‘n looking after the two of us must be a drag…”

rolling your eyes, you turn your head to capture nagi in a surprise chaste kiss just to sate him— brushing your lips over his delicately. “i do take care of you, seishiro. some might say you’re a little spoilt with how much i do,” smiling into the kiss, you scratch your nails through his scalp in the way that he likes, a lot similar to your feline friend before jumping up from the couch with a clap of your hands. “now which one of my boys is hungry?”

miruku is promptly shooed to the floor beside a frustrated nagi left without your warmth. the pair share a brief moment of eye contact as your boyfriend runs a hand over his face in annoyance.

“i hate you.”

“meow.”

the final straw for nagi is the night your cat makes it into the bedroom while you’re having sex.

he’s pent up, training has been more intensive than usual and all he wants to do is come home and lose himself in you. you let him, falling into the sheets with seishiro nagi, your hands lost in his sea of perfectly soft white hair, your mouth on his, your legs wrapped around the small of his waist as he sinks into you for the first time in a long time. you share a moan, muffled by nagi’s tongue working it’s way down your throat and his entire body weight thrown over you.

somehow he manages to tear through your clothes, tongue hungrily lapping over your pert nipples while you tug his aching cock free from the confines of his shorts. tears sting at your waterline as nagi presses into your cunt without much prep. he’s so big, you feel as though he might already be kissing your cervix without even moving and you tug hard on his hair at the feeling of nagi twitching within your walls.

“s-sei, god. fill me up s’good—!”

he cuts you off with a throaty moan, eyes rolling back as he gives an experimental thrust. “s’no fair…s’pretty. so tight around me, fuck, angel…”

the moment is perfect, he’s dizzy with love and desire and all caught up in the heat it all… that is until your stupid fucking cat starts screaming bloody murder from outside your locked door.

“leave it,” seishiro grunts, pawing at your sides and languidly rolling his hips into yours. “s’probably nothin’, angel.”

you gasp and nod, delirious with ecstasy and pull him closer but miruku seems to whine again— scratching pathetically at the door. “sei, what if—?”

“he’s fine, jus’ focus on me, pretty thing.” and for the most part you try, you let nagi have his way with you— let him pin you to the bed and make you see galaxies and you’re both about to burst when he swears to the fucking stars he feels that cat’s paw between his balls.

he doesn’t remember what happens next, just that he sees red or turns it and you are equally as embarrassed— shuffling out of the room to deal with your pesky cat, draped in one of sei’s spare hoodies.

that’s when nagi decides he’s had enough.

his final plan isn’t to get rid of miruku but instead to steal your attention away from the dumb animal.

nagi puts a little more effort into cleaning up himself and the house for you once he gets back from practice at blue lock ( after multiple face times to barou and isagi, reo and others ). he stops by a flower shop and puts together an arrangement that he thinks you’ll like because the colours remind him so much of you.

when you come home, your eyes light up at the bouquet on your sparkling countertops and the sight of your boyfriend lounging around in your kitchen on his phone. “baby, did you get these for me?” you swoon.

“yeah. on the way back from practice i went to that flower shop you always talk about.”

“sei, that’s not even on the way home,” you smile and his heart flutters in his chest. “you didn’t have to go out of your way for me.”

nagi bristles with happiness as you make your way into his arms of your own accord and hide your face in his toned chest. “i’d do anything for you, angel,” he mumbled into your hairline and uses a finger to tilt your head up for a gentle kiss, quickly distracting you from miruku who’s jumped up onto the counter. “missed you, s’much.” he knows exactly what he’s doing when he presses his cock between your thighs, dropping his lips to your neck wetly.

“m-missed you too, sei but…gotta feed the cat…”

your kitten purrs at your side but seishiro rolls you over, nailing your hips down to the countertops and grinds into you feverishly. his plan is working.

“no buts, need you. god… s’not fair bein’ away from you f’so long. baby…fuck.” he’s whiny and needy, grabbing handfuls of your ass to slide you back and forth on his growing erection so that you become putty in his hands. you’re so lightheaded that you don’t even hear your cat meowing for your attention— clinging onto nagi’s broad shoulders for dear life. “unless you want me to stop?”

you blink up at your boyfriend, teary eyed and ravenous— for once not reaching out instinctively to pet miruku but instead reaching up to tug on seishiro’s soft snowball locks and bring him down to your height. “i don’t want you to stop, seishiro,” you growl, your voice dipping into sensual and sultry territory. “i want you to fuck me.”

“can do, angel.” he coos, letting you drag him by the hand towards your shared bedroom.

nagi throws a smug look over his shoulder at your unhappy cat, grinning from ear to ear as miruku hisses at him in defeat.

nagi: 1 - miruku: 0

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kvrokasaa · 4 months

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The morning after

includes: Nagi, Kaiser, Alexis, Oliver

Requests are open :)

gn!reader. no pronouns mentioned.

cw: Suggestive, mention of sex, pet names, forced plot.

Seishiro Nagi

The warmth of the sunlight beaming through the curtains is what stirred you awake. A quiet groan climbed its way up your throat as you turned to hide your face in the comfort of your pillows.

You stretched your hand out to grab the spare blanket but it landed on something else. You felt hair? Your eyes shot open. A person is lying next to you.

You rubbed your eyes and blinked through the blur from the action. As you woke up a little more, you realized that it was Nagi.

He hummed and stretched his arm out, snaking it around your waist and pulling you back down to the bed. "'m tired." You wanted to laugh at how he doesn't seem to care about the situation you both are in, but you just kept quiet.

You pulled up the blanket. A blush climbed its way onto your cheeks as you let the blanket fall back over your bodies.

You're both naked. How did this happen?

You shook Nagi, trying to wake him up. "Sei. What the hell is going on?" He only groaned and shifted, making his way on top of you. His head on your chest and his arms around your waist.

"What does it look like?" The only answer you get from him is a sarcastic one. His voice is deep and raspy with a tone of humor. "Just go back to sleep."

Micheal Kaiser

You groan when you hear the sound of running water from your bathroom. You're about to rush out of bed and see what the hell is going on. But before you can, you feel the sheets rub against your naked nipple.

You gasp as you pull the blanket up, you're completely naked. How? You don't tend to sleep naked, so how did you manage to get your clothes off?

You get up, grab the sheet wrapping it around your body, and make your way to the bathroom. The water isn't on anymore, it turned off a few minutes ago. As you open the door, you see a person in your bathroom.

You're tempted to scream, to slam the door and rush to the front and call the cops. But after opening the door even more, you see the blond hair (can't forget the blue ends). You almost sigh in relief.

You clear your throat and Kaiser turns around, smiling at you. "Good morning, I'm sure you missed me." His smile grows bigger as he walks to you, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

You can feel your life drain just by being next to him, did you really have to sleep with the most self-centered guy out there? What is wrong with drunk you?

"Knock it off, Kaiser," you roll your eyes at his words. "What are you doing here." Aren't one-night stands supposed to leave after the sex? Do they usually take residence in your bathroom? You almost want to say this out loud, but you know that he'll throw a little fit.

"Mm, just getting ready for my game, Meine Süße." He turns back around and faces the mirror. His hand reaches out for the hairbrush and you almost want to knock it out of his hand.

"Every goal will be for you," he starts while he runs the brush through his hair. "So you better be there, cheering the loudest for me, Meine Süße." You almost want to roll your eyes, but you're sure you've rolled them more than you can count this morning.

"Just get dressed and get out of my house." Hopefully, Kaiser can't see the red on your ears when you make your way back to your bedroom.

Alexis Ness

If only you could kill your alarm, but that would be killing your phone and you do not have enough money to buy a new one. You blindly feel your way to your phone. Once you do, you squint and press the snooze. You'll wake up later.

"Better wake up now, don't want to sleep too late." A cheerful voice almost shouted, his voice bouncing off your walls.

Your eyes shot open as you quickly sat up. Your blanket falls down from the action which reveals your naked chest. If your eyes widened anymore, you'd be gawking at the man standing in front of your bed.

You hurriedly grab your blanket and wrap it around your naked torso. Alexis smiles and pushes a strand of your hair behind your ear. He leans down and kisses your neck, making his way up to your ear.

He nibbles on your earlobe, licking a tiny bit. "Gonna give me another show?" He teases as he whispers in your ear.

Alexis pulls back and hums at your reddened face. He turns around and faces your body-length mirror.

Now you actually have a reason to gawk. His back is covered in red scratches, from his neck to his torso. You almost gasped, did you do that?

He sees your widened eyes staring at his back, his smile growing bigger. "Like it~? It might be your best artwork."

You never thought Alexis would be one to tease. But here you are, getting teased by the one man that keeps your sanity in check.

You almost want to laugh at the drastic change in him. Compared to how he acts on the field and now, in your bedroom.

"I'm going to get us some breakfast," he turns back to you and kisses your forehead. "I'll see you in a minute, baby."

The name makes you blush. Your eyes follow him out as he leaves your bedroom. Your sigh finally leaves your mouth, this man will be the death of you.

Oliver Aiku

Your yawn was quiet as you stretched your arms. Your hand flopped onto the bed as you turned your body to nuzzle deeper into your pillows.

"Ow! What the fuck, Y/n?"

You opened your eyes and saw Oliver resting on the other side of your bed. His hand is covering his nose from where your hand lightly slapped him.

"Mmh, good morning, Oliver." This isn't new. He usually sleeps over after 'fucking your brains out,' his words. After another failed talking stage or relationship, Oliver comes over and is reminded that there's someone who will actually give him the time or day.

He softly glares at you. You want to scoff at the glare, he should be grateful that you keep opening your door for him. Your hand comes up and taps his nose.

"Boop." He scrunches his face as he gently slaps your hand away. "Enough," he takes a deep breath. His body shifts and his legs tangle into yours. He climbs on top of you, his smirk spreading onto his face.

You roll your eyes, leaning your head back as Oliver reaches forward to kiss you. "Morning breath," you sigh. "Brush your teeth."

He only scoffs. Oliver pulls away and grabs your hand, leading you both to the bathroom. "I might be catching feelings for you, doll."

He laughs when he sees you roll your eyes. "Keep it at might."

You hope he can't hear the way your heart beats faster at the thought.

a/n: I love Alexis <3 I was giggling and kicking my feet when I saw him in the manga again

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garoujo · 1 year

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BABY, IM WEAK FOR YOU — BLUE LOCK

feat : nagi seishiro, bachira meguru, itoshi sae, itoshi rin, mikage reo.

♱ warnings — f!reader, times when they think you feel a little too good / premature ejaculation, creampies, sensitive boys, all characters written 22+, m!receiving oral, degradation. / note. pls nobody look at me i’m a puddle on the floor rn !

・✶ ｡ﾟ NAGI SEISHIRO

nagi’s body is still thick with sleep as he presses his chest tight against your back, grinding his hips into yours as he pushes more of his heavy cock into your pussy — your walls rewarding the thick spread of him with a needy twitch the deeper he goes. his arms are wrapped around your waist as he keeps you close, letting you hear the breathless gasps and moans your body so easily pulls from him.

his voice is low and ragged as he groans, drowsy whimpers of your name dripping from his lips as he smears wet kisses along the dip of your shoulder. this was his favourite way to wake up, to get himself motivated for early practice but he was so fucking sensitive in the morning, and you feel too fucking good.

“we gotta get up sei.” you gasp, warm and pretty and the sound alone makes nagi’s cock throb as he sinks into you again, every wet connection punching the air from his lungs as his bangs trace along your skin.

“be patient w’ me, feels too good. hnnn, no fair—not done yet.” every saccharine squeeze of your walls around him is warm, and he feels mindless from where he’s almost curling over you — his larger body blanketing you with the back and forth stutter of his hips.

“‘m still sleepy, it’s like a sneak attack.. my guards down, shit—‘ts good.” nagi’s babbling, drowsy and already fucked out as he swallows loudly. he’s never been able to get enough of you, grinding his hips into yours ruthlessly as he chases the intoxicating squeeze of your pussy around him.

he feels your hand reach back blindly to curl in his hair as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, eyes fluttering closer as you meet every wet, languid connection of his hips with faster, needier little thrusts of your own. “fu-uck, angel. slow down, y’re g’nna make me cum.”

nagi’s cock flexes with the pain he feels as you pull at his roots, and it doesn’t take him long before he’s giving in to the needy coax of your cunt and spilling thick and hot inside of you. a low whine rumbling low in his throat as his body curls your closer with a long, dreamy groan. but he doesn’t stop as he grinds his load into your pussy with a stuttering thrust.

“fuck, jus’ keep going. can give you more, please.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ BACHIRA MEGURU

makeout sessions with bachira always end up going the same way, always ending up with you pressed beneath him as he ruts you into the mattress below you both. it’s always a mess of kisses as you grab at eachother, need evident in your movements as your body rocks with his and your fingers twist in his hair.

“gonna make me feel so good baby, mhm—wanna feel you so bad.” he breathes against your lips with the next languid roll of his hips into yours, grazing his cock against your clothed pussy as your thighs squeeze around his waist. you can already feel the way he’s throbbing against you, begging to feel you closer as his hands squeeze and palm at your body.

bachira pulls away to grin at you, sending you a look that’s a little needy, a little wild before he’s burying his face into the crook of your neck to suckle kisses along the skin. he’s so eager as he pulls at the fabric of your shirt, taking a handful of your breasts as he chuckles and nibbles along your jawline.

“gotta feel you ‘round me, baby. m’kay? need it so bad.” he gasps, moans with the next press of his cock against you — his eyes almost rolling back as your hands twist and pull at his roots. but his pace only seems to grow more intense, ruthless as you jolt beneath him and he holds you close as he fucks himself into you.

you feel too good— bachira whimpers under his breath, and you can almost feel every detail of his cock through the thin fabric separating you both. he can almost feel you, his mind is swirling with thoughts of finally sinking into your warm cunt. he feels drunk on you, his mind and senses blurring as his name continues to fall from your lips in soft pants until a sudden rush of bliss rushes through his system and his body is almost curling over you.

he cums with a shamelessly loud whine, his sudden orgasm catching him off guard as his hips jerk and twitch above you, his hands grabbing at your clothes as he continues to roll his hips into yours— greedily riding out his high with low, agonised moans of your name until he’s whimpering and nuzzling into the crook of your neck with a laugh.

“sorryyy, feel so good, baby. mhm, gotta help me clean up so we can go again, m’kay?”

・✶ ｡ﾟ ITOSHI SAE

“you’re this wet already? tsk, aren’t you desperate.“ sae groans, voice breathless and shakey and you feel like the room is spinning with how well he fills you up, his cock sliding so perfectly along the spots inside you that have your thighs twitching below him as he bends you over.

he finally bottoms out with a low grunt and his eyes close momentarily when your walls flex around him, trying to keep himself composed while your pussy feels like it’s trying to pull him in deeper and he almost feels his sanity fade at how fucking good it feels, how fucking good you feel.

sae’s hands move to your waist, slender fingers digging into the skin as he pulls his hips back—exhaling heavily when he rolls them back into you, his cock twitching and thickening inside you as he begins a steady pace.

“is this what you wanted? when i’m tired from practice, you can’t even wait. such a spoiled brat.” loud squelching noises growing louder with each of his heavy thrusts and he groans, massaging your waist before allowing himself to fall forward. his face now rests just above the crook of your neck—allowing you to hear the lust driven curses and whimpers that fall from his lips with each languid stroke.

you hiccup sae’s name at his words, turning to try and meet his gaze as you feel his breath fan along your neck before he turns to meet you—sending you an icy, sharp look that’s a stark contrast to how warm his chest feels pressed against your back. “do i need to remind you how to behave, sweetheart?”

“no! i’ll be good, sae! fuck—wanna be good for you.” his movements become sloppier, his breathing ragged and his fingers in your skin tighten before they leave you entirely and you gasp suddenly when you feel the warmth of his body and his cock leave you, your eyes opening to see him kneeling above you with a sorry expression on his face.

sae’s chest is heaving, a flush blooming from the chiseled muscles to his cheeks as his broad figure expands with each soft pant before he swallows, voice raspy. “sorry.. i just—i was so close.“ he breathes before leaning over you again, relaxing his body and lining up. he slides in with ease this time considering how wet you are—allowing his cock to push deep inside you as he leans over you with a drawn out sigh.

“see what happens when you’re good for me, sweetheart.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ ITOSHI RIN

rin had really agreed to let you cockwarm him because he could tell that you were needy, palming at his clothes and whimpering for him to pay you a little attention as he watched the overseas game that he’s already seen so many times before.

but now that he’s got you, spread out along his cock on his lap as you fist at his hair, your lips pressing wet and messy against his as you push your tongue between his lips — and he feels like he’s about to lose his fucking mind.

rin can feel the way your squeezing around him with every swipe of his tongue along yours, so lost in the wet press of your pussy and your lips against his. he already feels so mindless beneath you, he was sensitive sure — maybe you just felt that fucking good, but there was something about the feeling of having you so close and obedient that made him dizzy.

you’re trying your best to be so good, to not move like he told you to — but your hips instinctively twitch with the throb in his cock and you mumble out a sweet little sorry everytime his fingers squeeze at your sides. you probably think his jaw is clenched because you’re moving but that’s far from the reason, he’s already so wound up he’s afraid if you were to move — that’s all he’d need.

you gasp again as rin’s cock nudges against something sensitive inside of you and it turns out he had every right to be afraid. “s-sit fucking still.” and he tries to keep you still as he pulls your hips tight against his, but the next deep kiss of his cock makes you jolt before you squeeze around him, and he almost curls forward when he feels his orgasm suddenly rip through the desire that twists in his stomach.

it’s embarrassing the way he’s thrusting and grinding up into you, groaning against your lips before he’s pulling away to nuzzle into the crook of your neck. he’s flushed to his chest as he bounces you needily, prolonging his orgasm until he’s groaning and grumbling about how annoying it is how fucking good you feel.

“told you not to move.. fuck. should’ve listened, gimme a sec.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ MIKAGE REO

reo thinks you’re like a fucking vision between his thighs right now, your pretty fingers are wrapped around the base of his cock — giving him a few rough strokes as you press kisses down the length of him. you trail lower across his balls and thighs until he’s twitching and whining at the touch despite the smirk he still wears.

“mmm, doing so good for me, bunny.” he groans, something dangerously low in his tone when he feels your hand squeeze around him and his thighs twitch with the next languid, slow pump of your fist along his cock, making his hips follow the movement as his head drops back against the couch.

a breathless croon of a laugh drips from reo’s lips like honey as you begin a slow pace, paying extra attention to the blunt tip as his toes curl against the floorboards. you blink up at him as you suckle kisses along the skin of his thighs, sending him a starry-eyed look that has sucking on his lower lip to swallow the desperately needy moan that curls at his throat.

“make me feel so good, fuck—“ he hums as his head falls forward, letting one of his hands twist in his hair to keep it out of his face before the other curls around the back of your neck.

every languid twist of your wrist makes reo breathe deep as he meets it with thrusts of his own, the warm press of your lips along the sensitive inside of his thighs making his lips part to moan. but then you send him a hooded look before you’re biting down on the skin, making reo twist and groan as his cock suddenly throbs against your palm and he cums heavy and thick.

“shit—“ reo sighs as you feel the first streak of his load along your cheeks, the rest landing along your skin as you continue to suckle and bite along the intimate skin while he fucks himself into your fist.

it’s only when he’s breathless and sensitive that he brings you up to let his lips ghost across yours, taking in the image of you covered in his cum before he’s swiping it with two fingers and pressing it against your lips until you’re opening wide for him — sucking around the digits as he tilts his head at you.

“got me all figured out, bunny. but you look so pretty like this, i’ll allow it. you gonna say thank you?”

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satrs · 10 months

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𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘯! PART 2

ᥲ/ᥒ ꜝꜝ ✎ I'm rlly surprised so many ppl liked this series and I'm happy to do this part 2! Enjoyyy!^^

SYNOPSIS; random moments of the bllk men with their children!

FEATURING; NAGI SEISHIRO. MIKAGE REO. ITOSHI SAE. ISAGI YOIICHI. OLIVR AIKU.

TAGS; kids(duhhh). fluffffff. mention of marrige. pregnant reader in Reo's.

WORD COUNT; 1.6k

NAGI SEISHIRO & KOUSEI

"Sei'. Kousei. Get up, it's time." Seishiro only groaned in return as you lightly shook him awake, drifting back into sleep.

You were growing irritated with how long you've been trying to wake the both of them up because your husband happened to be a professional sleeper and unfortunately, your son inherited that from him. Finally, you pulled off the blanket of them, revealing your son curled up on his father's stomach, matching blue pajamas with pandas on them now visible.

You took a moment to admire the sight before you, your harsh expression softening for a moment before snapping back to reality. "Come on, Sei. You're acting like a big baby." You reached out to lift the toddler from Seishiro, gasping in surprise as his eyes snapped open, protectively wrapping around his son as he scanned the area for any danger. "Well, good morning to you, too."

He visibly relaxed his demeanor at the sight of your form, sleepy expression back on as he plopped back onto the sheets, arm wrapping around your son. "Blanket please. We're cold." Seishiro slurred out in a sleepy voice, one hand reaching for you and repeating a gripping motion.

You looked at him in disbelief. "You know that we have to go. Get up already." He opened one eye at that. "Where?" You giggled at his words, palming your face. "We're invited over at my friend's house, remember? She really wants to see Kousei."

His eyes closed back at that, causing you to look at him with a blank expression. "What a hassle. We can be a little late, it won't be that big of a deal. The star and his bodyguard need a bit more nap time."

Before you could snap at him, you stopped yourself as you saw your son reach his tiny arms up his father's neck, snuggling onto him tightly.

Maybe you can spare your baby boys a bit more rest.

MIKAGE REO & KANA

"Hello? Hiroko?" You giggled at Reo's antics, his ear on your stomach as the both of you laid in bed. His theory was that your baby girl should choose her name for herself. That would work like this- Reo would be 'knocking' at the door - leaning against your belly- and 'call out' for her. If she liked the name, she would make herself noticeable somehow.

"'Rich child'? You can't be serious." You asked between laughter, his serious actions just too hilarious. "Don't laugh! We won't be able to know if she likes it or not that way." Only more laughter bubbled up inside of you as you tried to lay still, body slightly jolting.

He mumbled under his breath, crossing out the name on his list. "It's ok, Reo. We don't have to come up with it on the spot, we still got some time", you said after calming down, trying to lighten his pouty expression.

There was only one more name left. He breathed out in disappointment, holding his hand against your swollen belly. "You won't like Kana either, right, little girl?" His last string of hope snapped, but as he was about to cross out the name, you stopped him, your eyes widening. "Reo, look." You lead his hand to the side of your belly, bright smile on your face as you felt a kick against it.

He looked at you in uttermost disbelief, soon being replaced by the brightest smile you had ever seen, giggling as he leaned down to talk to his daughter.

"I knew it! Kana. Kana, Kana, Kana. Was my favorite anyway." He giggled, and you soon followed, your hand gliding through his purple locs as he began to ramble all kind of nonsense to his unborn daughter, as if she was already born.

"And what if it turns out to be a boy in the end?" His eyes snapped up at your face, unreadable expression on his face. "She won't. It's a girl. Kana. Right, little one?" Another kick was visible at the other side of your belly as he rushed his hand on the spot, bright smile plastered back on his face as he looked at you.

"See? I told you."

ITOSHI SAE & LUIZA

"Daddy? When are you coming home? I miss you." Your daughter pouted into the phone at the sight of her father, him returning a loving smile. "I'll be there as soon as you wake up, darling. Until then, listen to your mother and go to bed."

"No! I want to wait for you!" Luiza eyes already began to water as you desperately tried to stop her tears from falling. "Luiza, darling. Didn't you hear what Daddy said?”, the sniffling of his four-year-old daughter hurting him at heart.

He really hated times like this - when he had to be so far away from his family for work. But he already had a plan in mind to make it up.

"Luiza, please, don't cry. I got a surprise for you when I'm home. For the both of you, actually." You both looked at each other in surprise and back at the phone, earning a chuckle from the young man. God - she really resembled you so much-from your hair all the way to her facial expressions and personality, only the eyes and color resemble him.

"What is it?" You asked, curious. "I'm not telling." You began to pout now, waiting for him to continue. "Luiza. You remember which country you were born in?" He ignored you, looking into his phone to find his daughter with squinted eyes, smile on his face once you gave her the phone back, still pouting. "Yes! Spain!" The both of you chuckled at her quick response. "That's right. So I thought, how about we all go over there for vacation once I'm back? But you need to go to bed right now, or we won't go."

That was all it took for your daughter to throw the phone onto the couch, Sae's face twisting in confusion at the shaky screen before him until you picked up the phone, an exhausted huff coming from you and joyful cheers with loud stomping heard in the distance.

"Thank you. I thought I'd never get her to bed."

ISAGI YOIICHI & SHO

"You got this ! You're almost at the goal, don't give up!" You giggled at the sight before you, your husband holding your little one-year-old child under both arms, leading him to the goal while helping him kick the ball.

“And, and”, your husband’s voice grew in excitement as the both of them reached nearer to the goal, your little son giggling away as he kicked the ball with all his might, concentrated look on his face. “Goallll!”

He lifted young Sho up high, spinning him around, earning a joyful laugh from the child. "You are him! You are the best, Sho!" The young boy barely understood anything his father was rambling about except for his name, laughing and giggling like crazy because of his father's funny expressions.

You burst out laughing at Isagi’s loud voice, walking up to join the two in their victory. “Did you see that Y/N? Our son will be just like me, no- even better!”

"Slow down. He still has to learn how to talk and walk proberally." Your words made the man huff out a pity laugh as he lifted his son in his arms, victorious smile on his face. "That's secondary. It's more important that he becomes the best-" He stopped himself at the sight of your stern glance, arms crossed over your chest.

"C'mon, baby! You should support the future number one striker from day one! The whole world will bow before Isagi Sho- the best, the most glorious, the jewel of the crown."

A slight smile twitched up your lips at Yoichi's words. "If I didn't already know that you were a striker, I would've thought you're a commentator." It was his turn to chuckle, now heading to the goal to confiscate the ball. "Alright, Sho. Once more, your talking studies can wait-"

You cleared your throat in a loud manner, his words falling silent at your judging expression.

"Yuppp, talking and walking first."

OLIVER AIKU & ALMA

"Alma. A- L- M- A. See?" Oliver tried his best to teach his five year old girl the alphabet, but it was hard to do so when she barely sparred him a glance. "Now you." His fingers tapped onto the alphabet that was laid in front of him on the table, his little daughter on his lap, playing with her toys.

He breathed out in defeat, his eyes wandering to you in the living room, enjoying your favorite TV show. "Y/NNNN. I can't do it. She doesn't even look." You looked at him and her at the dinner table, a chuckle leaving your lips as your attention turned back to the TV. "You're at it for barely five minutes, Oli'. Maybe do a word that would make her listen?"

A word that would-? Oh, yes, he knew one. He let out a villain - like laugh, his daughter looking at him in confusion. "Candy. Show me the letters and if you're correct, then-"

"No. No more sweets. She already had enough for today." She pouted at that, Oliver ushering her near him. "Mommy doesn't have to know, I'll give you some." Alma's eyebrow twitched up in question, her toys long abandoned on the floor. "But daddy, I can't spell that. It’s too long."

This caught your attention, looking over at them, sensing Oliver's panicked expression. "Shhh! Why would you-" "What did he say, Alma?" Oliver gave her a look of 'please don't tell her I'm not in the mood for trouble tonight' but Alma did just that, with a big grin on her face too, bursting out laughing once you looked at her father in a strict manner. "Oh, is that so?"

Once Alma stopped laughing, she pointed her finger at the letter 'B'.

"Busted!"

ᵃˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ k-azus.°

#my work 𓆩⟡𓆪 #blue lock fluff #bllk fluff #ᴋ-ᴀᴢᴜꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴍᴀɴ! ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ.ᶻz #ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴅᴀᴅ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ.ᶻz #blue lock #blue lock x female reader #isagi fluff #itoshi sae fluff #oliver aiku fluff #nagi fluff #reo fluff

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hi!! happy to see requests are open again 😭😭 ik you said you don’t like heavy angst but i was wondering if you could do smthing about how it would be if nagi said smthing hurtful in an argument and what happened afterwards? it’s not exactly HEAVY angst just a little and ofc fluff at the end 🫡

I CAN’T WRITE ARGUMENT SCENES WITHOUT MAKING IT TOO MUCH BC I HAVE ISSUES but i pulled through i think (?)

there are no broken vases, shattered windows, or books splayed across the floor—the usual aftermath of an intense argument where it becomes too much. no worried neighbors are calling the cops or screaming that the entire city might as well be an audience to.

no. it’s you and nagi standing across each other, and him sighing: “you’re such a pain.”

somehow, it’s worse than a slap to the face. nagi says it all the time to the littlest things. he says it when getting out of bed; reaching for the remote when others ask him for it; and even interacting with anyone he feels uncomfortable with.

but he said it to you. like he wasn’t whispering sweet little: “you’re special to me, always.” the night before. he says it like he has to exert effort he doesn’t want to just to deal with you.

he says it like you’re not special to him. not anymore, at least.

“wow,” you say, laughing in disbelief. “is that what i am to you now? a pain.”

and maybe the way your voice wavered snapped him back to his senses. maybe he saw the hurt that flashed across your expression, and it finally dawned on him what he said and what it meant to you.

nagi’s face crumbles. “y/n,” he says softly. “no, that’s not what i—”

“is that— am i just a bother to you now?” your voice cracks and your eyes sting. embarrassed, you move to wipe what might be a tear away. but he hurt you, and you can feel it in the way your chest aches, and it’s impossible to just shove it down. “sorry that i’m— i’m like this.”

nagi wordlessly hugs you tightly. “no, i didn’t mean that. don’t be sorry. it’s my fault.”

a hiccup tears its way out of your throat, pitiful and finally reaching the edge. “i don’t— i don’t like fighting, sei. i just want you to listen to me.”

“i know, i’m listening,” nagi says, uncharacteristically soft. you feel fingers brushing through your hair. “i’m sorry. i’m never saying that again.”

you sniffle in response. you’re still upset but can never be mad for too long.

nagi rests his forehead against yours. you pull your hands away from your eyes to look at him, and nagi seeing your face, must’ve broken him, too, because he wipes your tears and scowls. “i was mean, i’m sorry. can i still stay over tonight?”

you hit his chest, just for good measure. he takes it like a champ. “only if you give me breakfast in bed the next morning. order it, though. don’t cook.”

“i won’t, don’t worry.”

#606:BLLK #nagi seishiro x reader #nagi x reader #bllk nagi x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #nagi seishiro x you #nagi angst #nagi seishiro angst #nagi fluff #seishiro nagi x reader

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morgana-larkin · 23 days

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And here’s part 4 of Mine! It took me over a day to write it and a lot of research to know what age do kids do certain things.

On another note: so next I’ll be doing part 2 of ‘Blood as Green as Her Eyes’ then I’ll be getting back to the 9 prompts that I put on hold to write all the next parts of my fics lol.

There is Italian in this so these are the unexplained translations (a bit roughly translated but oh well).

sei il mia anima gemella e la ragione di ogni mia sorriso - you’re my soulmate and the reason for all my smiles. Segreta - secret (feminine). Sei mia - you are mine

Mine - Part 4

Warnings: lots of FLUFF, about 3 smut parts, reader gets postpartum depression, Mel being adorable

Words: 4.5k

You wake up with Melissa kissing your neck. Always your favourite way to wake up, cause who wouldn’t want a beautiful woman like Melissa waking them up with kisses.

You turn to face her and she smiles at you. “Good morning Amore. The twins and Amelia are both sleeping, I think we should use that time wisely.” She tells you and you smile at her. You grab her head and bring her to you to kiss her.

Melissa moves on top of you and continues kissing your neck and you moan out. You both take off your pyjama shirts and Melissa dives down to your nipples and sucks and licks them. You gasp out of that and she slides your shorts down. She slides two fingers in your entrance and you gasp and grab her hair.

It’s been a week since the twins were born and your sex drive recently returned to normal, much to Melissa’s relief.

Her thumb goes to your clit while she still fingers you, you gasping underneath her. You look at her with pleading eyes and she nods at you, telling you it’s ok to come and you immediately do.

She slows down and carefully pulls out of you. She looks at you with a warm smile and then kisses you. You pull her shorts off with her help and you look at her completely naked and you hum, not knowing how you got so lucky with her. Just as you line your fingers up with her entrance, you hear one of the twins on the baby monitor start crying. Melissa whines as she’s soaking wet right now and was so excited to have your fingers in her.

“I got it this time.” You tell her and then you give her a kiss on the cheek and she gets off of you. “Probably hungry.” You tell her as you slip a robe on then go to the twins. As you’re checking on the twins, Melissa hears Amelia calling out for one of you on the other baby monitor. She sighs and then slips her pjs on quickly then goes to Amelia.

Melissa goes to Amelia in her crib and as soon as Amelia sees her she squeals. “Mamma!” She says and Melissa smiles as she picks Amelia up.

“Ya Tesoro, I’m here.” She tells her and holds her on her hip. “What’s up?”

“Hungwy” Amelia says and Melissa sighs. She realises she might not get time with you until Amelia goes to daycare in 2 hours.

“Alright, Tesoro, I’ll make some breakfast. Whatcha want this morning?” Melissa asks as she makes her way downstairs with Amelia.

While you’re feeding Caterina, you hear Melissa go downstairs with Amelia as Amelia is excitedly telling Melissa about her dream.

“…and then the faiwy came and evewyone was saved!” Amelia says and Melissa does a gasp as she puts Amelia in her high chair.

“Wow! Thank god for the fairy.” Melissa tells her and Amelia nods with a smile. Melissa goes into the kitchen and makes toast with Nutella as that’s what Amelia requested. She comes back out with the toast in 4 little pieces for Amelia to eat and puts the plate on her chair and Amelia immediately starts eating. Melissa also made one for herself and for you and starts eating her piece.

Melissa is eating her piece while watching Amelia and then you come down with the twins’s baby monitor.

“Mommy!” Amelia excitedly says and you go over to her and tickle her a little bit.

“How’s Caty and Nico?” Melissa asks you.

“Fell asleep as soon as I was leaving.” You tell her as she hands you a piece of toast. “Thanks.”

“Mommy, want to heaw about my dweam last night?” Amelia asks you and you turn to her and smile.

“Of course I do!” You tell her and she starts telling you all about it.

“Ok ok, it stawts with me and my faiwy fwiemd flying in the aiw…” She explains and Melissa holds your hand as you both listen to Amelia, even though Melissa already heard it.

Melissa drops Amelia off at daycare while you feed the twins and then you and Melissa go to the bedroom to finish up the activity from earlier. It doesn’t take long to get Melissa wet and then you slip your fingers in here.

“Omg Amore! Ugh, that feels so good!” She says while you finger her. She comes about a minute later and then you pull out of her. Melissa goes to clean herself up and comes back to find you asleep. It’s not really surprising since you get about 4 hours of sleep every night since the twins have been born. Melissa goes to the kitchen to make you something to eat and warms up some milk you pumped out earlier for the twins.

She brings the food and the two bottles up, leaves the food on your nightstand then goes to feed the twins. She goes into the nursery and sees Nico awake but Caty asleep, so she goes to feed Nico first. She feeds them both and then goes to the bedroom to spend more time with you and sees you still asleep. She gets in the bed and shifts over next to you and draps an arm around you. You stir awake and look and see Melissa there with a smile.

“Hey Amore, I made you a snack.” She says and you look at the nightstand and see the plate but you weren’t really hungry.

“Thank you but I’m actually good for now. I just want cuddles with you. Oh I should actually feed the twins.” You say but Melissa stops you.

“It’s alright, I just fed them with the milk you pumped earlier.” She says and you nod then go back to cuddling her.

Over the next week Melissa sees some changes in you. You don’t eat as much as you used too, all the shows you used to watch with her you’re not interested in, you seem to have almost no interest in Amelia or the twins, and you sleep most of the time. Melissa talks about it over the phone with Barb one evening when she was feeding the twins while you were downstairs feeding Amelia.

Barb comes over right after to come and see you, as Melissa is worried about you. You greet her and have a few conversations with her before Melissa comes down with the baby monitor for the twins. When you go take a bathroom break, Barb takes the opportunity to talk to Melissa.

“I think you’re right to be worried Melissa, I believe she has postpartum depression.” Barb tells her and Melissa sighs and puts her head in her hands.

“I knew something was wrong. How come I didn’t see it.” Melissa says and Barb rubs her back. “I can’t leave her alone with 2 newborns if she has postpartum. She shows almost no interest in them.” Melissa says as she goes back to work in 2 weeks .

“Melissa, she seems to be capable of taking care of the twins right now, but you should visit your doctor about her mental state so it doesn’t get worse and hopefully help cure her.” Barb tells her and then she goes to see the twins again and hold them. “They’re so tiny, I still can’t believe you have 3 kids of your own dear.” Barb tells her and Melissa chuckles.

I know, I’ve always wanted them and now it seems it came true.” Melissa says while holding Amelia then she looks at the floor.

“I know you’re worried about her, but she’s strong.” Barb tells her.

“She hasn’t been eating much or at all lately, she’s losing weight, I noticed that recently. I keep making food for her and she keeps declining it, stating she’s not hungry.”

A couple days later you end up fainting on the way to the twins while Melissa is out getting groceries with Amelia. Luckily she comes back a few minutes later and runs over to where you were when she notices. She brings you to the bed and checks on the twins then sets Amelia up with some toys while she makes lunch that she might have to force down your throat. She feeds Amelia then the twins, then she makes her way to the bedroom. She wakes you up and you blink a few times before you seem to remember where you are.

“Amore, I made you lunch.” She tells you while she starts eating her portion.

“I’m not hungry.” You tell her and you go to get up but she pushes you back down.

“Eat.” She tells you sternly and you look at her confused.

“I said I’m not hungry.” You snap at her.

“You know I didn’t expect to come home from the grocery store with our eldest child and find you on the floor. You fainted on the way to the twins because you haven’t been eating. And I know it’s not because of lack of sleep because you’ve been getting a lot of sleep recently.” She tells you and you start to cry. Melissa immediately pulls you in and hugs you. “Amore.” She tells you and lifts your head so you look at her. “I fear you have postpartum depression. I really want to help but I don’t know how.” She tells you and you blink at her. You reach over and grab the plate and start eating.

“You already help plenty.” You tell her and she rubs your back as you eat.

You end up going to the doctors with her and she diagnoses you with postpartum depression and gets you on medication that’s safe while breastfeeding. You start to feel a bit better over the week but still have moments where you lack interest and motivation for everything.

Melissa helps as best as she could but you break down with guilt when she helps with anything. “I’m so useless” you sob out while Melissa puts Amelia to bed while you feel too tired to move. Melissa finds you crying on the bed when she comes back and helps calm you down.

Over the course of the next week, you feel more like yourself and just in time for Melissa to go back to work. You end up doing what you did with Amelia and bring the twins to visit during lunch on her first day back.

You got to the break room before Melissa but you see Barb and Jacob there. Barb immediately comes over to you and wraps you in a hug and then holds Caty while Jacob holds Nico. And then everyone else comes in, as well as Melissa and she immediately goes and wraps you in a tight hug. She then wraps an arm around your waist and keeps it there while everyone takes turns holding the twins. Melissa gets to hold them both for the last 10 minutes of lunch and she thinks it’s not enough time.

“You’ll get to see them when you get home from work today.” You tell her when she refuses to leave to go get her students. It takes a lot of compromises from you, Janine agreeing to get her students with hers, and Barb pulling her away to her classroom where Janine is dropping off Melissa’s class, per Melissa’s instructions. You ended up agreeing to come everyday at lunch for a week to visit and to also come at the end of the day to pick her up. You end up having to drive Melissa to work in the mornings as it’s the only way she can get the time she wants with you and the kids at the end of the day.

At the end of the day on Tuesday, you’re there in the parking lot while Melissa comes running to you. You ended up picking Amelia up from daycare early and Melissa ends up being so excited to see her wife and 3 kids there. She scoops Amelia up in a hug and rests her on her hip and Barb and Janine end up coming over.

“Aww, you guys are so cute together.” Janine says.

“You really are. In all my years of knowing Melissa, I don’t think I’ve seen her so happy then she’s with you.” Barb tells you and you look over to Melissa who’s blushing.

A month after being diagnosed with postpartum, you end up feeling completely like yourself again. You start eating regularly, much to Melissa’s joy as she was a little insulted that you kept refusing her cooking. You gained most of the weight back since she fed you a little bit extra, you’re back to watching tv with her, and you have your usual interest in your kids again. A month later you visit the indoor pool with Amelia and Melissa while your parents watch the twins. You and Melissa wanted to teach Amelia how to swim since she seems to have so much energy lately.

So here you both are, you in a bikini and Melissa in a green one piece, and Amelia in a pink one piece, that Melissa picked out, with her ginger hair up in a little ponytail. Amelia seemed to have fun splashing around while one of you held her up just above the water. She had little floaties on just in case, and Melissa was trying to teach her to doggy paddle. She seemed to get a bit of it but had more fun splashing Melissa, that you taught her to do.

You ended up spinning Amelia around in the water and dipping your head underwater with Amelia on your shoulders and kept giggling when you did that. At one point Melissa took Amelia and got her to splash you as revenge.

The 3 of you left after about 2 hours when Amelia looked like she was getting tired and she was due for a nap. She ended up falling asleep in the car on the way home. Your parents wanted to spend the entire day with the twins so you didn’t have to pick them up until after dinner. You got home and put Amelia down for her afternoon nap and then went to the bedroom with Melissa.

The medication you took ended up taking away your sex drive but Melissa encouraged you to keep taking them until you felt better. She said she’d rather you be happy and have to wait to have sex with you, then to see you depressed. You were slowly getting off the medication and your sex drive was returning, much to Melissa’s delight.

You ended up falling asleep with Melissa after you two had sex and woke up to Amelia asking to get out of her crib.

“You know I think it’s time to get her a toddler bed.” Melissa says to you when you all go downstairs with Amelia to let her play.

“Ya you’re right. I know we should have done that months ago.” You tell her and she gets you to sit between her legs on the couch and hugs your waist.

The next day you go to the store to pick out a bed for Amelia. Your wife and her having fun trying out all the beds while you push the twins in the stroller.

At one point you had to start breastfeeding Caty and even though you had a blanket over as she prefers privacy, you still got weird looks from people.

“What are youse people staring at? Can’t my wife feed our daughter without judgement?” Melissa said at some point and everyone averted their eyes from you immediately. Melissa walked over to you and gave you a kiss on your forehead and then peeked at Caty who was happily eating. “She’s our happy girl.” Melissa says and then you hear giggles from Amelia who’s trying out another bed.

“Mommy! Mamma! What about this one?!?” Amelia exclaimed.

“Oh my little Tesoro, I think it’s perfect. What do you think?” Melissa asks you and you look at the bed. It’s a little pink bedframe and the mattress. Melissa sits on it to test it and deems it comfortable.

“I like it.” You tell them and then looked at Caty who fell asleep while feeding. You pull your bra back up and put her back in the stroller and then pick up Nico and put him at your other breast to start his feeding. Melissa kept glaring at anyone who sent you a weird look and everyone looked away right away, all afraid of your wife.

Once you got home, Melissa got to work putting the bed frame together, Amelia giggling while watching then got distracted by some toys. You put the twins down for a nap then came to help Melissa with the frame, you got it done in an hour. Melissa went to go start dinner while you and Amelia decorated her bed with blankets Amelia picked out herself. Melissa was so excited she picked out pink and purple blankets. You were feeding Amelia while Melissa came out with both of your plates, she always gets Amelia’s ready first.

You were trying to feed her some chicken Marsala but she spit out a piece and declared it ‘yucky’ and you looked at the food then at her. Melissa seemed offended that her daughter refused Italian food. It seemed you caught unto it quicker than Melissa as there was only one ingredient that you never fed to her before, mushrooms.

“Honey, I don’t think she likes mushrooms.” You tell her and then you proceed to feed Amelia a piece without mushrooms, after having to do an airplane, and Amelia ate it no problem.

“Like mother, like daughter.” Melissa mumbles then proceeds to collect all the mushroom pieces from Amelia’s plate and puts them in hers. Melissa added the mushrooms on the plate as you don’t like mushrooms and she doesn’t make a lot of meals that require them either.

You put Amelia to sleep that night in her new bed and at first she was fine and then she kept waking you up because she wanted her crib back. You ended up having to bring Amelia to sleep with you as Melissa needed to work in the morning.

Amelia kept getting annoyed at getting woken up during the night cause the twins were crying and you had to feed them a couple times. Melissa pulled her into her body and snuggled her when Amelia huffed a couple times. She immediately snuggled into Melissa and fell asleep. You came back and saw your daughter asleep in your wife’s arms and you took a picture and smiled at them. You got into bed and Melissa woke up a bit and told you that you lost your spot to cuddle and you giggled quietly and fell asleep next to Amelia.

Melissa woke up to everyone in the house sleeping and she couldn’t believe it. She had a shower and came back out to Amelia waking up. She immediately took Amelia to get dressed and told her to stay quiet and not wake you up. Melissa got Amelia ready and fed for daycare then brought her to daycare on her way to work, after giving you a kiss on the forehead while you slept.

A month goes by and the weather is getting warmer. The twins are 3 months old at this point and their hair is growing in. It seems your kids all have different shades of ginger. Amelia has a shade similar to Melissa, Caterina has lighter ginger hair, and Nico has dark auburn hair.

“You know Amelia is practically a spitting image of you.” You tell Melissa and she chuckles.

“I guess we do share certain traits.” Melissa says and you scoff.

“While she has my chin and nose, everything else came to you, right down to the glare.” You tell her.

“I know, when she glared at us I was so proud. I taught her well.” Melissa states proudly and you snort.

“You’re a dork.” You tell her and she smiles at you.

You all go to the park on a Saturday just before noon after you fed the twins. Amelia finds a few kids around her age to play with at the playground while you and Melissa sit on a bench with the twins in the stroller. Melissa has an arm around your upper back and is holding you close to her. She kisses the side of your head and hums softly.

“What are you thinking about?” You ask her.

“Just how happy I am that you’re in my life. I mean you’re crazy since you agreed to go out with me and marry me. And then you brought us 3 amazing kids.” She tells you and you laugh.

“Remember when I first started at Abbott you hated me?” You ask her and she chuckles.

“Well you did come as my aide right after being traumatised by Ashley.” She tells you and you both laugh. “I’m glad that you didn’t give up or quit though. And I was so proud when you finished your certification and was able to be a teacher.” She says and you smile.

“Ya, then I started teaching second grade with you and Janine after the other one quit.”

“Yep, and of course I couldn’t resist your charm and this cute little face.” She says and boops your noses and you giggle. “So I just had to ask you out, with the help of everyone else meddling.” She adds and you hum.

You both get lost in the memories of how you met that you don’t realise the time until Amelia comes running up to you tired.

Everyday after Melissa is done work, she goes to pick Amelia up from daycare then comes home and sets her up with her toys or with a show. Then goes to spend some time with the twins while you clean up the house a little bit. You pump out some milk while Melissa gets dinner ready. Then she feeds the twins after supper while you join Amelia in the living room.

Barb got Amelia a doll for her second birthday and she only recently started getting interested in playing with it. You sometimes play pretend with Amelia and sometimes she’s more interested in colouring or watching tv or playing with other toys.

Another month goes by and there’s only a couple weeks left until summer break and Melissa is so excited. She hates being away from her family and so she can hardly wait until she gets to stay home with them for 2 months.

Melissa comes home one day in mid June a bit upset. You figure out that one of her students failed and has to retake second grade. The parents were upset but placed no blame on Melissa or her teaching ability. You comforted her the best you could and she spent extra time with her kids while you made dinner.

While you were cooking dinner, she came up behind you and put her arms around your waist and placed her chin on your shoulder. You leaned into her touch and she moved your hair to the other side, out of her face.

��Tu sei il mia sole e mi hai regalato tre stelline” She whispers in your ear. And while you only understood half of it, you still melt as you love her Italian voice. You hum and she kisses your neck with a warm smile. “Hmm, you didnt understand everything I said did you?” She asks and you shake your head.

“No, something about the sun and stars, but you know you speaking Italian distracts me.” You tell her and she chuckles.

“I said you are my sunshine and you gave me 3 little stars.” She tells you and you smile at her.

“Hmm sei il mia anima gemella e la ragione di ogni mia sorriso.” You tell her and she beams.

“When did you learn those words?” She asks you and just smile at her.

“Segreta.” You tell her and she chuckles.

You speaking Italian turns her on and she sucks your neck while whispering in your ear “sei mia.” You turn the stove off and she backs up into a counter with you still in her arms. She unclips your bra and puts a hand under your shirt and cups your bra, while the other one she puts down your pants, and rubs your clit. You end up gasping and moaning quietly but still a little loud that Amelia might hear while she’s watching tv, so she removes her hands and spins you around to be face to face. She puts her hands back to where they were and kisses you. She also ends up grinding your thigh as she’s getting very wet and you place your hands on her hips and put your thigh up a bit to help her out. You end up cumming 30 seconds later as she’s rubbing your clit fast due to Amelia being in the next room and seeing and hearing you finish sends her over the edge.

She clips your bra back and hugs you, half keeping you upright and half helping you calm down. She gives your face a bunch of kisses and you calm down about 10 seconds later. Melissa goes to finish cooking after washing her hands while you get the plates. Just in time for Amelia to come barging in and asking if dinner is done, Melissa sending a smirk your way after you answered Amelia.

On the last day of school, you drive Melissa to school with the excuse that you need the car for a couple errands. You have 2 cars but you normally just use the mini van. At the end of the school day, you got Amelia from daycare and brought the twins with you, then you went to Abbott and waited outside your wife’s classroom.

She walks outside the class where her students were getting picked up and is surprised when you’re there with the kids. “OH MY GOD!” She says and hugs you and then scoops Amelia up. Everyone sees this and sends an “aww” your way, including some parents. The students in your class saw you, said hi and some hugged you. Melissa said bye to her students and the parents with Amelia on her hip. Amelia even high fived one of her students, you, Melissa and the parents of the student all said ‘aw’ at the cute scene.

You all said goodbye to Barb and the rest of the staff, even Ava and Mr Johnson then you walked out of the doors to go home. Melissa put Amelia down and held her hand on the way to the van with you pushing the stroller that the twins are in. Melissa had a hand wrapped around your waist and a huge smile on her face.

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shyhaya · 11 months

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I had my first request yayyyyyyy! the bad part is my phone stopped working and erased everything I wrote ;-;

Still, here it is! I don't think I put Blue Lock in my fandom list but I guess that drawing of Nagi gave me away huh? Nevermind that, fluffy headcannons coming right up! ^^ (Anon if you're seeing this I hope you like it!)

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Kisses for You and I [Nagi Seishiro, Mikage Reo & Michael Kaiser x GN!Reader / SFW!]

❯── Nagi ──❮

When it comes to receiving kisses from his s/o this lazy boy doesn't really have a preference. As long as he's getting his dose of affection from you he's good.

With that said, he does have an inclination for tender forehead kisses.

Something about his lovely other half moving his bangs and pecking his forehead softly whenever they greet him or when he's taking a nap makes his heart flutter.

Usually, this type of kisses lead to him wanting to cuddle with you and if you don't I dare you he'll hover over you until you give in and go cuddle with him!

Obviously he loves kisses on the lips. In fact they're exactly what he needs after a long day of soccer practice. When he gets home he expects you to give him a kiss. If you don't he'll take them but beware he might not stop.

If you kiss his cheek or neck he'll blush and nuzzle his face on your shoulder or chest (doesn't matter if you're a female or male) ^^

Now, when he's the one giving he's extremely lazy, as expected. Don't get him wrong he truly loves kissing you but it's such a hassle to get up from his spot and follow you if you're doing anything.

However, if he's very needy he will put the effort to go to you. And will probably drag you to the bed/couch to snuggle while he claims his prize.

He likes to kiss his s/o's neck to see their flustered expression. And if you kiss his forehead he'll do the same.

His favorite spot to kiss his partner is on their lips. The way they feel against his it's like it was meant to be. His second favorite place is your shoulder or chest.

Overall, Sei might not look like it but he adores your affection (he'll start to wonder if he did something wrong if you haven't kissed him in all day) <3

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❯── Reo ──❮

This boy is such a sweetheart, be it receiving or giving affection.

He really likes when his partner kisses his cheek or any spot on his face in general. Just greet him or pull him close and smooch him all over his face. He'll smile and blush so pretty <3

When you kiss his lips, make sure to not pull away very soon. He loves long and sweet kisses. It doesn't have to be heated or anything, he just wants to feel you close.

Good morning and good night kisses are a must! Also kisses before his matches! Don't forget it or he'll start acting like the spoiled little brat he is. He'll pout and refuse to go on with his day if you just brush it off.

Just kiss him please, he'll get back to normal ^^

He doesn't mind his s/o kissing him in front of his friends or teammates. It shows they're not afraid of showing him off (he does the same). Of course, he cherishes the kisses you two share when you're alone even more.

If it's him the one giving kisses they're always tender and full of love.

He likes hugging his partner from behind and placing a kiss on their shoulder or neck. The warmth of their skin is soothing to him. He'll love it if you do the same!

He likes to tease sometimes so he might get very close and then just kiss your cheek or forehead. After that he'll steal a kiss from your lips because he can't help himself.

Sometimes when you're chilling in your home, talking about anything or watching TV he'll take your hand and kiss your knuckles and each finger. He smiles afterwards and ask for a real kiss.

He gets flustered when you kiss his chest, you can use this to your advantage :3

All in all, Reo finds you and your kisses a real treasure.

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❯── Michael ──❮

Honestly, if the other two were very clingy and needy for kisses, this man is a total menace!

It's like he can't function well without your kisses. I think he's the type to act all cool and make you think he think so at least you're the one that is practically begging for his attention.

If you go with the flow, you'll discover he loves when you kiss the area of his arm and shoulder that is covered by his rose tattoo. Seeing you treat him so lovingly makes him smile.

Pull him in by the waist and kiss his jawline. He'll smirk and ask you if it's a way of flirting or you're just so in love with him. For me, it'll be both

Although, if you take his hands and kiss the back of them, you'll catch him by surprise and maybe will be able to see him blushing. Like, really blushing. Bold actions make him act even more bold, but little gestures of endearment like that will fluster him. > <

He gets so damn dramatic when you forget to kiss him or are distracted with something. Like, he'll say you don't love him and all. Shut him up with a kiss, that works even if you're falling in his trap.

When it's the other way around it's not so different. He needs to kiss you at least three times a day. You know he'll always want more but whatever.

He needs a kiss before all of his games if you're with him. After the game too.

He likes to steals kisses when you least expect it. The expression you make is so pretty to him. Also, if you're cuddling or doing whatever just know that he'll press a kiss on your forehead, hands, cheek and wherever if you let him. He's the real "I can't get enough of you"

Unsurprisingly, his favorite kisses are on the lips. There's nothing better for him than kissing his lover, his one and only.

At the end of the day, Michael is just a guy in love who cannot go a day without his love's kisses. <3

I hope I did okay.. ahhh I can't believe this was my first request I'm so happy :3

Anyways, Thank you for reading!

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fluffymaxsworld · 7 months

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first post!! read please👇👇

before getting into it fr i want to make a few things clear!

1. i’m not english neither i’ve professionally studied english, i’m self learned, so i apologize for any mistake!

2. i’m a MINOR, i’m aware of what i write and i’ve already took the responsibility. in any case, i don’t want any minors end up like me so please DNI <33

3. it’s the first time EVER i write stuff and publish it, so i accept gladly any critique or advice as long as you don’t insult me, thanks :D

husband!leonkennedy x wifey!reader headcanons

(i wrote wifey but gender is not specified!)

i’m sorry, it’s a short post cause i’ve gotta study (i hate italian school)

sfw + mention of nsfw

• leon doesn't hesitate for a second when you ask him for something, which can be a Happy Meal or a yacht.

“babe, i was joking when i told you i wanted to live a castle!”

“whatever, i bought it, it’s yours.”

• he’s clingy, god, so much clingy. it’s even annoying, sometimes. when he’s at work, he’s gonna call at least twice a hour, checking on you or asking if you needed anything. and when he comes home expect cuddles, lots of them… and if they aren’t enough he’ll fuck you dumb till morning (so basically everyday).

• he listens to white girl music. you first discovered it when you arrived early from work and heard california girls blaring in the living room. ever since you caught him dancing to Snoop Dogg Katy Perry it's been taboo in the Kennedy household. he loves you, yeah, but don't try to remind him of what happened that night.

• [this is for my italian fellows out there] being half italian just like him was a sure great point in the relationship. you spend hours talking about how stupid americans are for putting pineapple on pizza, how much you love your origins and how attractive Monica Bellucci is (yes, she's the only woman you allow him to call attractive). plus, he LOVES talking to you in italian, especially some cheesy stuff like:

“sei così bella, sembri uscita da un film di sorrentino” (“you’re so beautiful, you look like you’re from a sorrentino’s movie”) [sorrentino is an italian film director and screenwriter]

“i tuoi occhi sono profondi e mi fanno sentire amato” (“your eyes are so deep and make me feel loved”)

• he’s a movies addicted. he forces you to watch every night a different movie. and it’s fun cause he always falls asleep in your arms before the ending.

NSFW!! MINORS DNI!

• having sex with leon kennedy is like getting a one-way ticket to heaven. he treats you gently but still roughly. he pushes your spots so well that you could come in seconds. he loves playing with your nipples, he likes to suck and pinch your sensitive buds, making you scream and moan. he's definitely dominant in bed, but he likes to be dominated, as long as you feel good about it. he likes to spank your ass, leaving a red mark that he would then lick, apologizing for leaving it. he bites your neck like a damn mosquito, so much so that one day you almost ran out of concealer. if you really want to enjoy sex just ignore him for two days, he will come to you like a lost dog and you’ll welcome him with open legs.

hope you enjoyed this short post <3 please share advices if you want!

DO NOT STEAL!! thanks<33

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gabigabigabby · 1 year

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'cause i miss you | j. félix

joão félix x carrasco!reader

a/n: is this long? if it is, im sry LMAOOO. inspired by my fave song from sza's new album, 'SOS'. would also like to mention that joão is still in atlético in this fic bc i have crippling separation anxiety from jf7 🫠 let's also pretend gavi has a license

synopsis: you and joão had been broken up for six months, and after finding out you were screwing a fellow laliga player, the jealousy comes seeping into his soul, as if you haven't been broken up for half a year.

contents/warnings: mentions of sex, mentions of torture, cussing, reconciliation, google translated portuguese bc i'm not fluent yet, misunderstanding don't we just hate that?

you knew pablo gavi was absolutely nothing in bed compared to joão félix, but you couldn't fully admit that to yourself just yet. while you still have gavi, you should at least bask in the moment, instead of thinking about your deadbeat ex-boyfriend, the resident golden boy of atlético de madrid.

you'd been having your way with pablo for about three months. three months since joão left you for for this portuguese girl. if that didn't make you want to torture joão more than he'd been tortured by your departure, you don't know what else to do.

it was harder with pablo because he's a barcelona player, and as much as you wanted to keep this fling going, you couldn't — because of clearly obvious reasons. the entire barça squad knew you as being on atléti's side, and you had made gavi swear on his life that he wouldn't tell pedri or anyone about your secret rendezvous.

gavi had been talking about today for weeks and weeks on end. "mi amor, today is finally the day!" he announced early in the morning.

brushing your teeth, you turn to pablo, mouth full of toothpaste. "remind me one more time?"

"babe, we face atléti tonight!" pablo grins, shaking his hands in excitement. you could've swore he wanted to jump around.

"right..." your voice drifted off, knowing very well you will have to see him again. him. the man that broke the very heart pablo so graciously picked up and pieced back together.

gavi noticed the way you disconnected from the conversation, and he knew why too. "is this about joão?" he didn't even know why he asked.

"don't wanna talk about it." you sigh.

"don't have to," pablo shrugs. and that gesture was enough for you to realise... you're gonna be okay.

as gavi drove the both of you to camp nou, you wished you should've put on your brother yannick's jersey instead. rooting for your brother's rival club didn't sound all that good to you, but you had no choice. you threw one of gavi's jerseys on anyway.

camp nou was rowdy that night. all the home fans were riled up, ready to watch barça knock atléti off their rockers. you were sat next to lewa's wife anna and raphinha's wife natalia.

"como vai você? eu sei que este jogo vai ser difícil para você assistir." taia checked in on you after noticing your twiddling fingers. taia was one of your best friends since you guys had met through gavi and raphinha. you'd considered taia to be like an older sister to you. [how are you? i know this game will be difficult for you to watch.]

"eu vou viver," you tell taia. "eu não vou ser imaturo sobre isso. não é como se ele estivesse aqui para me pedir de volta. é só joão." you fall silent, because you know it's not just joão. pablo is known for his fits on the pitch. and knowing what joão had done to you six months ago, you doubt pablo will take it easy on him. you know it will get personal. [i'll live. i'm not gonna be immature about it. it's not like he's here to ask me back. it's just joão.]

"você o perdeu," taia says. you were about to protest, but she raises her hand in front of you. "não brinque comigo. eu conheço você." [you miss him. no, don't play with me. i know you.]

you drop your head, embarrassed to even look at taia. "não há nada para se envergonhar, querida. eu sei como joão mudou sua vida. ele era o amor da sua vida, e sempre dói ver o amor da sua vida se levantar e te deixar assim. mas você está seguindo em frente, você está feliz com o pablo, certo?" [there is nothing to be ashamed about, sweetheart. i know how joão changed your life. he was the love of your life, and it always hurts to watch the love of your life up and leave you like that. but you're moving on, you're happy with pablo, right?]

you nod, taia shrugs at your motion. "aí está. agora vamos, endireite-se. o jogo está começando." [there you have it. now come on, straighten up. the game is starting.]

as you watch barça and atléti walk out of the tunnel and move to their respective sides, you notice gavi leaning forward and looking towards his left, locking eyes with joão. while gavi was boring his eyes through joão's head, joão was scanning the stands before him, looking for nobody else other than you.

"that atléti kid should keep his eyes to himself." anna said, her polish accent jeers next to taia. your face drops as soon as the eyes belonging to the portuguese boy lands on yours. you noticed how brisk the little inkling of fear you had weeks prior to this game had engulfed you whole when he did. you didn't know what to do, so you just send him a quick smile, only for him to roll his eyes at you as a reply. at that point, you felt extremely defeated. you tried to be nice, to be civil. it was all just starting to backfire on you now.

you watched as barça trotted over towards atléti, dapping them up before running off to warm up. gavi wouldn't pay joão any mind. he just sent joão a quick shove, harsh enough to send his shoulder backward, hitting your brother's chest. "dude..." yannick groaned, joão minding his business.

having pablo and joão share the pitch had been your biggest fear since your breakup. sometimes, you cursed at the fact that gavi chose barça and la liga instead of the prem or serie a.

the game was finally concluded, atléti defeating barça 2-0 at home. you were surprised at the fact that you actually got through the whole game. xavi had allowed the guys to come and greet you, anna and natalia.

"hi babe," gavi panted, wiping the sweat off his forehead as you beam at him. "sorry we lost, did you enjoy the game?"

you scoffed at his answer. "psh stop. of course i did, starboy! you were amazing out there. i'm very happy."

gavi slowly grinned at you. "me alegro." you simpered back, before noticing joão staring at you a few feet away. as you and him locked eyes, he shook his head and walked into the tunnel, his eyes glared at you before he did. [i'm glad.]

"amor, disculpa solo un segundo?" you asked gavi politely. he nodded, before you push your way through the crowd into the tunnel. [love, excuse me just a second?]

you were grateful you wore sneakers tonight. "joão," you called out. he kept walking. "joão!" you raised your voice, but he still wouldn't acknowledge you. you sped up, grabbing him by his forearm. "olhe pra mim quando sou falando com você." [look at me when i'm talking to you.]

"what is there to talk about?" joão raised both his arms, before letting them fall harshly beside his thighs. "you're with that idiot now. não posso fazer nada sobre isso agora, posso?" [i can't do anything about it now, can i?]

your train of thought fully disappeared the minute he told you he couldn't do anything about you and gavi. "you left, j."

"because you disappeared," joão began to explain, but you had zero clue what he was talking about. "you grew away from me ever since you met him. it's like i no longer exist to you. i'm not gonna let myself be the guy that you run to when some other dude from a rival club tells you he doesn't like you like that. that's why i left, but that doesn't mean i stopped loving you."

"you moved on." you say again.

"yeah, well... so did you," joão's chin dropped to his chest. "yannick told me." of course yannick told him.

"yannick's a rat." you mumbled.

"i know." joão heard.

"well, just so you know, i slept with him 'cause i miss you." you couldn't hold that deadweight in your chest anymore.

"oh i know. i wanted you to say it," joão raised his eyebrow, breaking a small smile. you did the same. "leave him, carrasco. it's not like he's good for you."

"what do i tell him?" you hated the idea of breaking a boy's heart, especially pablo's.

"be honest. and he can pout all he wants." joão mocked.

you contemplated the idea for a few minutes, before making a counter-offer. "you tell him with me."

"deal," joão raised his head confidently, looking at you through his lashes. "eu vou ser tão mau, ele vai começar a chorar." [i'll be so mean, he'll start crying.]

"não faça isso." you smacked his arm, giggling. [don't do that.]

"senti sua falta, carras'." joão smiled. you had missed the way he'd shorten your last name. all in all, you missed having joão félix in your life. [i missed you, carras'.]

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misshoneyimhome · 8 months

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All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you pt XV I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️

All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you pt XVI I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️💦🌶️

All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you pt XVII I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️💦🌶️

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「Intern x Willy」; [Counting Stars]

Dreaming about the things that we could be I William Nylander 🖋️(⚡️)🍷

Swing my heart across the line I William Nylander⚡️

I feel something so right, Doing the wrong thing I William Nylander 🖋️(⚡️)

I feel something so right, Doing the wrong thing pt. II | William Nylander 🖋️ ⚡️

"Quiet, baby, the others will hear" I William Nylander 🖋️ (⚡️)🎄 [intern x willy]

Everything that kills me makes me feel alive I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️🍷

I feel your love, and I feel it burn I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️

I feel your love, and I feel it burn pt II I William Nylander🖋️⚡️ 2️⃣0️⃣0️⃣

Lately, I've been, I've been losing sleep I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️🍷

Sink in the river the lessons I've learned I William Nylander 🖋️ ⚡️

Said: "No more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars" I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️ A Night with Blue & White

I see this life, like a swinging vine I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️

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「Dad!Willy x reader」

Wifey material | William Nylander🤰🏼💭

Does Willy ever talk to the baby?🤰🏼

What was Willy like during your labour?🤰🏼

"Tu stasera, vedi, sei perfetta per me" I William Nylander ⚡️

Hey now, you’re All Star 🌟 I William Nylander

"He’s just as upset as I usually am when you shave" I William Nylander 🖋️ 🍷

That's Amore I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️🌺

Have yourself a merry little Christmas... I William Nylander 🖋️🎄🍷

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「Prof!Willy x reader」

That's what I go to school for I William Nylander (AU) 🖋️⚡️

“guys your age don’t know how to fuck a girl like this do they huh?" I William Nylander (AU) 🖋️⚡️

Please, excuse me I don't mean to be rude… But tonight I'm fuckin' you I William Nylander (AU)🖋️⚡️💦

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FREDERIK ANDERSEN

Freddie x reader; October, 2007

It was an ordinary Tuesday evening when you found yourself at the Andersen's residence for Freddie's 18th birthday family dinner. You were attending the event along with your father, which wasn’t really anything unusual, as you and Freddie had essentially grown up together...

Prologue - Better in Time - Frederik Andersen

Chapter 1 - The First Time⚡️

Chapter 2 - The Second Time ⚡️

Chapter 3 - The third time ⚡️

Chapter 4 - the fourth time

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Summary; A quote by Hector Urquhart goes "One man's rubbish may be another's treasure" - however, what happens, when the first man realises that it wasn't rubbish after all?

But with three of us, honey, it's a sideshow I William Nylander & Matthew Knies - Part one 🔥🌺⚡️

But with three of us, honey, it's a sideshow I William Nylander & Matthew Knies - Part two 🔥🌺⚡️

But with three of us, honey, it's a sideshow I William Nylander & Matthew Knies - Part three 🔥🌺⚡️🌶️

#nhl hockey imagine #nhl fanfiction #nhl fic #william nylander imagine #freddie andersen imagine #auston matthews imagine #toronto maple leafs fic #carolina hurricanes imagine

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shinjisdone · 7 months

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Ticking Springs

(A Yandere Pinocchio X fem!Reader fic from Lies of P)

Pɑɾt 1; Sluɱbeɾ

capitolo uno

capitolo due

capitolo tre

capitolo quattro: is here

capitolo cinque

capitolo sei

capitolo sette

Capitolo otto

Capitolo nove

Capitolo dieci

Pɑɾt 2; Awɑƙeƞiƞƍ

It was a privilege to share the same blood as Giuseppe Geppetto. To be his family, his niece and take part in the marvelous worlds of puppets. The privilege to learn from him as his apprentice. The privilege to care for the things he cares for and to have the things he cares for, care deeply for you.

Tag List:

@greeknerd007 , @mitsureigen , @kame11a , @thirdblogsacharm , @sarah22447 , @blueberryhitosh1 , @written1nthest4rs , @huicitawrites

TW in general: Yandere behaviour, creepy and still puppet, dubious intentions and relationship, still in WIP more warnings may occure in time, also I am running out of pictures of P he looks the same in every pic (but prettily so)

[Also, I am gonna be like that and mention that I would not mind any comments or reblogs! This series is definitely gonna have short chapters and is currently building up settings but there's gonna be good ol yandere Pinocchio tailing after you like a puppy afterwards, no worries!]

There was a spot of slobber on your collar.

You tried to make yourself presentable as fast as possible as you ran down the stairs. The table you had fallen asleep onto was left in its messy state as you woke up.

There in the kitchen was Geppetto, cleaning his plate. He briefly turned to you. "Good morning," He began slowly before paying his attention back to the flowing water.

Your eyes darted to the table with bread and an omelette on a lone plate, alongside a water jar. Quickly, you took your seat. "Good morning, Uncle." Your attempt at sounding casual failed but he did not turn back to you. Ceasing your stare, you picked up your fork and began to eat. Clearing your throat, you remembered to thank your uncle.

"Early birds get the early worms and not cold meals." Geppetto replied as he finally made eye contact with you. "Sleep in your bed next time and not on the work table." With a full mouth, you nodded.

"Sorry about that, Uncle, there was just...this one discrepancy I had to fix." "Did you now?" Geppetto dried his hands and rose a brow. Again, you nodded eagerly. "Yes, yes, about the butlers! Come, I'll show you! You'll have to leave soon, won't you?"

Brown eyes stared at your figure, bright eyes staring back at him and the corners of your full mouth dotted with crumbs. He sighed and shook his head, making his way to the hallway and gesturing you to follow.

Chugging down a glass of water, you hurried after. Cold egg tasted truly awful.

Hoisting one up on its feet, you tinkered a bit on its back. The sound of a button was heard and the puppet soon stood on its own. It's arm attempted to rese to its side in an 90° degree angle, thought stuttering and twitching on its way up. It stopped abruptly before the elbow could fully bend and its head did not fully turn to Geppetto.

"Good morning, sir!" The voice flew out of its speakers, "How may I serve you today?"

You eyed Geppetto with an swift and expectant smile. The latter briefly glanced at you with raised eyebrows. Then, he opened his mouth.

"I would like a glass of wine."

"Red wine or white wine?"

"White wine."

"Why, of course!"

Springs were clearly reacting and its head shook for a moment. The puppet replaced its vigorous tone with a soft one.

"My apologies, sir, I am afraid the workshop does not store any white wine at the moment. Shall I have a package ordered for you? In the meantime, I can serve red wine, dessert wine, beer, coffee, tea..."

Once again, you turned to the man with an even wider smile as the options kept spewing out of ithe puppet's speakers. Geppetto turned to you with a smaller one of his own.

"Very impressive." He kept nodding his head, perking his brows, "I still am not too fond of the all-nighter and would prefer if it was kept as a one-timer." A short chuckle escaped him and he turned back into the kitchen. You followed him as the puppet kept on speaking.

"Of course, Uncle." You nodded yourself, "This one just kept me up at night. I was so close to fixing the voice box." "And you've done well." Gloved hands easily fished out another coffee cup from the cupboard. The ceramic resounded softly in the open room as he reached for the milk.

"...black tea, chai, earl grey tea, green tea..."

"Thank you." Lips quirking up, you bowed your head briefly, hands behind your back. "I can go fix up the other butler brother, too. I mean, I believe I can, right?" One step closer and you practically leaned on your toes with wide, expectant eyes. You did hope your uncle wouldn't interpret your eagerness as impatience - even if it partly was.

"... cappuccino, latte macchiato, espresso, espresso mokka, espresso macchiato, cortado..."

With another glance, Geppetto shook his head even as his own lips quirked up. He closed the cupboard. "If you have already fixed his voice box, you might as well make his brother talk. But my goodness..." A snicker escaped the old man as he gestured with his hands full, "...make him stop his gabbling! He is too invested in his work!"

You laughed yourself. "Will do so, Uncle!"

Again, he pointed to the second, dead-still puppet on the table. "Hopefully his brother does not turn up to be such a chatterbox!"

You forced a chuckle. There is only so much that you could bear of Uncle's awful jesting.

"If it prattles as much as the other one..."

"...apple juice, orange juice, grape juice, cocoa, water..."

"...does that not mean I have become an expert at fixing up voice boxes?"

Geppetto utters an humph and bites his tongue. You are truly still young. His brown eyes gazed at the still-empty cup in his hand and he called out from the kitchen.

"If you manage to fully fix his motions as well and have him make me coffee, I might bestow you such a title, dear!"

#lies of p #lies of p x reader #lies of p pinocchio #pinocchio #yandere #yandere lies of p #yandere pinocchio #ticking springs

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tojisbbg · 1 year

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𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚

❝you look at me the same, but i can’t reciprocate.❞

♡ reo mikage ♡

a/n: i luv reo.

content: reo mikage x reader, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, enemies to lovers, unresolved feelings cause sudden confession, not edited.

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“you’re in my seat, nepo baby. move it.” you snickered, arms crossed over your chest as you see the familiar boy with the striking purple hair lounging on your chair. he was busying himself in a full on conversation with nagi while the white haired male was too indulged in his screen.

“don’t wanna.” reo answered, giving you an annoying smirk, making you want to smack it off of his face. it was eight in the morning and class was going to start soon. you didn’t have the energy to fight him, so, you decided to remove the root cause of the problem.

“let’s go get something from the vending machine.” you chirped, grabbing nagi’s arm as you tugged on him. this earned a soft groan from the boy, making you scoff.

“noo, that’s such a hassle.” nagi replied, making you roll your eyes.

“don’t care, now come.” you successfully pulled him off of the chair, making reo stop mid-sentence as his friend now disappeared with you. your face was now plastered with a contented smile, linking your arms with nagi.

the both of you were pretty good friends, although, being friends with nagi did get slightly tiring for you because of how often his needs had to be tended. fortunately, that was strictly left for reo.

“man, how long are you and reo gonna keep this up? i don’t wanna keep getting dragged between you two.” nagi complained, watching you punch the numbers in the vending machine to get two packs of cookies.

“once your friend stops acting like an assface.” you threw him the pack of cookies, which he swiftly caught before mumbling a small ‘thank you’ to you.

“why do you even hate him? he’s honestly not that bad.” nagi shrugged, shoving a few more cookies in your mouth. you looked at him with an unamused face.

“he worships your ass, so, of course you can’t hate him.” you answered, averting your gaze to your feet and that was until nagi suddenly stopped walking.

“so, you’re jealous that he pays attention to me more than you? i could just tell him to give you-”

“no, NO! that’s not what i meant, dumbass. i’m just saying that you both are friends, so you’re obviously gonna take his side. but i... i just hate him. everything about him makes me mad. just don’t question it, sei.” you sighed in defeat, wanting him to drop the topic as you just wanted to go back to class and hopefully have your seat back.

the bell rang as soon as you and nagi entered the classroom, being welcomed by the teacher who was beginning to write on the chalkboard. you saw that reo was back in his seat which was in the front, as you walked past him with a sly smirk.

take that, nepo baby.

you sat down and opened your books, taking down all the notes that were being written on the board. as class went on, the teacher was handing out the assignment packet and you noticed that the title was ‘pair-up project’. you hummed, looking around the classroom for a suitable candidate that could serve as your partner.

you didn’t mind who you got because everyone in the classroom was very smart. that’s one of the perks of going to a rich and prestigious boarding school.

you loved nagi to bits, but working with him just meant that you had to work for yourself and him. and of course, the last person you’d want to work with was reo.

“alright everyone, please write down the name of your partner as i assign them.” the teacher announced, making your heart drop. you silently prayed to god that your luck was on you side today.

as the teacher went down the list, your name was approaching.

“y/n and reo.” she said, making you slam your head against the wooden desk as you quietly whined. you didn’t want to work with reo because of how dominant he was, you hated his bossy character. he liked to act like mr. smartypants, which got on every single nerve in your body.

reo would soon take a seat next to you, shifting all his things on the empty desk. you couldn’t help but notice how all his supplies were expensive and fine quality, hell, the pen he used was imported from france and costs over a thousand dollars per piece. while you used the cheapest materials you could find because although you got into this school with a full scholarship, your family’s financial status wasn’t that good.

“so, are you gonna continue to mope like a baby or actually help me?” reo arrogantly asked, making you throw a glare at him.

“can you like not open your mouth for one second? i’m trying to think, asshole.” you snarked, grabbing your pen as you began to scribble some ideas that came to your brain.

the project was to construct a model of the heart and have it finished by the end of the week.

“ugh, forget it. i forgot i have a bunch of games this week and you probably won’t be much of a help. i’ll pay someone to build our model for us.” he yawned, your jaw dropping at his words from how much bullshit he was full of.

“fucking hell, you’re so full of shit, reo mikage. you nepo babies might’ve gotten into this school with money, but not any real talent. tch, whatever, fuck off. i’ll build the heart with clay, it’ll allow me to make intricate details.” you suggested, and he grabbed the pen out of your hand before throwing it to the side, grabbing your attention.

“god, you’re always so bitter whenever you’re around me, y/n. i can’t change the fact that i was born into wealth.” he said through gritted teeth, making you cock an eyebrow.

“did i lie though? it’s the truth, your parents bought your seat in this school while i had to work my ass off for years to get a seat. it’s honestly sad, how the world revolves around these useless pieces of paper and how dickwad people like you get to take advantage of it. tell me, reo, how many school related assignments did you actually do without paying someone for it?” you harshly spat, and each of your words felt like a tight slap on reo’s face. he knew how you felt, yet, he couldn’t help but stay silent.

“exactly, so shut the fuck up. for fuck’s sake, do something good with your money, not cheat your ass off just to prove something.” you said one last thing before getting up from your seat as the bell rang, grabbing your stuff to head out.

your phone buzzed in your pocket, making you stop walking as you stood in the corner to make sure you didn’t block people’s way. you saw the caller id and recognized that it was your mom.

“hey mom.” you greeted her with a smile, seeing your blueprint on the screen of the facetime.

“my baby! oh dear, did i call you in the middle of class?” she slightly panicked and you chuckled, quickly shaking your head.

“nope, you’re good. class ended literally a few minutes ago.” you replied, making her hum in response.

“ahh, well, that’s good. i just wanted to call you because we have some good news.” you mom said in a giddy tone, her eyes brightening as your curiosity peaked.

“oh? hit me.” you responded equally filled with eagerness.

“your dad got a job placement in this huge company that’s offering to pay him $250k a year!” your mom squealed, making your eyes widen to the size of two full moons and you gasped.

“what the hell?! no way!! which company?” your lips were stretched into a big smile as you waited for her to respond.

“the mikage corporation. your dad got a management position.” your mom informed you and all the happiness and excitement inside you died down.

“oh.” you simply said, your sudden change in voice making your mom grow worry.

“what’s wrong dear?” your mom asked, completely oblivious to your mood change.

“it’s just that, don’t you think it’s kinda weird? mr. mikage has been dad’s high school best friend, of course he’s gonna give him a huge amount of money for the starting job.” you scoffed, but your words didn’t settle in your mom’s stomach well.

“y/n, is this because of your and reo’s little rivalry going on? i told you to cut that childish nonsense out. mr. mikage is just doing your dad a small favor. besides you should be grateful because now you won’t have to buy your school materials out of your own pocket.” you mother said in a soft voice, attempting to reassure you but her words only angered you further.

“tch, i don’t need mr. mikage or dad’s money to help me pay for my stuff. i have a decent job, so i got it from here. my next class is starting soon, i’ll talk to you later, mom.” you quickly said and saw that your mom was going to respond back, but you were too mad to care. you clicked the red button with the ‘x’ symbol as you hung up.

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it was almost eight in the evening, the smell of bleach and chlorine filled your nostrils as you entered the dorm’s shared pool. luckily, the pool was available for use any time. although, it was pretty late for a swim, but you knew that it’d help distract your mind.

you weren’t actually supposed to be here right now. you were supposed to be all dolled up in an elegant purple dress your mom sent you, on your way to the mikage mansion where they threw a congratulatory party for your father.

of course, there was no way in hell that you were gonna attend. you’d rather die than see reo’s stupid face for the night.

usually, there’s no one who cames to the pool around this hour as students are either out partying on a friday night, sleeping in their rooms or simply studying. so, you decided that it was too big of a hassle to travel back to your room to change into a swimsuit.

you chose the lazy option.

you pulled your shirt over your head and your pants down, neatly folding them and placing it on the nearest folding chair. your casual unmatched bra and pantie is the same as wearing a swimsuit, so you didn’t really care.

besides, it’s just you.

you pressed the button on the side which let you change the temperature of the water to your liking. this feature would probably be the only reason why you like attending filthy rich schools like this one.

the technology is unmatched.

you could feel the cold pool water slowly becoming warmer, deciding to dim the lights of the huge room and turn on the blue and purple led lights instead. this would bring you the yearning peace that you deserved.

after waiting for a few minutes, you finally walked down the short stairs and began to sink your body in the water. a relieved sigh left your lips as you backed into the edge of the pool, closing your eyes as you began to enjoy yourself.

your peace would soon be interrupted as the doors opened, making your eyebrows furrow. you turned around, curious to see who came.

your eyes were met with the familiar purple locks peaking, as you saw reo enter the space with nothing but a pair of shorts. he stopped in his tracks, equally surprised as you.

“reo?”

“y/n?”

you both said in unison, the man walking closer to you. you rolled your eyes, turning away from him and slightly annoyed that even your peace time had to be ruined by him.

“i can never really get away from you, can i?” you grumbled to yourself, but it was loud enough for him to hear.

“sorry, not my fault that i didn’t know that the little princess would be here at this time today.” reo scoffed, his tone laced with sarcasm as he spoke.

you turned to the side to glare at him as he walked down the small steps to get inside the water.

“shouldn’t you be at your daddy’s fancy rich party, hm?” you snickered, making him narrow his eyes at you.

“i could ask the same to you. what an awful daughter you are for not attending to a party dedicated to your father.” he responded back with equal malice in his voice.

“tch, why would i attend a party where your dad’s name is showered with praises and my dad is seen as nothing but a mere ant.” you bitterly said and your words were ringing loud and clear in reo’s head. with that being said, the room suddenly grew quiet as neither of you spoke.

“y/n, our fathers’ are best friends. my dad was just doi-”

“a favor? is that what you were going to say? no, he wasn’t, reo. open your fucking eyes and stop living in this cloud of delusion your parents put you in. every rich parent is like this, they help the poor and make it their entire personality.” you spat, making his jaw drop to the ground at how unfiltered and poisonous your words struck him as.

“that’s not true! my father would never.” reo tried to argue back, but you let out a chuckle of disbelief.

“is that so? surely my ears wouldn’t deceive me.” you spoke in a low voice, your teeth gritting as you remembered those awful words his father spoke when referring to your dad while he talked with another rich douche.

“the hell do you mean?” reo scowled, not understanding what you meant while he tried to read between the lines.

“when your dad threw your acceptance party, he was speaking absolute bullshit to this other guy about how my dad fell on his knees to beg him to pay for my tuition. my father did no such thing, ever. your father was the one who offered to pay, but i was the one who declined in front of him. and you know that i’m not lying because-”

“i was there.” he swallowed the lump in his throat, looking at you with an apologetic look.

“tch, stop looking at me like that, it makes me hate your stupid face even more.” you murmured the last bits of your sentence to yourself.

“i understand how you feel, y/n.” reo attempted to console you, but you didn’t want to hear these words of pity.

“no you don’t. you don’t understand how it feels to be looked down upon like a dirty insect that can be squashed under a single step. the feeling of all these eyes on you as you walk down the halls, whispers from those dumb bimbos who bathe in daddy’s money every day, and the list goes on. you don’t know how much i hate attending your father’s parties.” your voice began to shake, anger boiling inside you as you clenched your fists, hating how you were beginning to show him your vulnerable side.

“i don’t like going to them either. i know my father isn’t the most humble human being on earth, but sadly i can’t change that. i know you don’t want to hear my words, but in all honesty from the bottom of my heart, i never ever looked down or pitied either you or your family. it’s not in my nature, y/n, whether you believe me or not. i’m not telling you to like me, you’re free to continue hating me until we both die, but you can’t change my feelings for you.” reo admitted, your eyes widening as your words got stuck inside your throat. suddenly, the room felt way too hot, your heart rate increasing.

“w-what?” you stammered, a little taken aback by his words. he gave you a cheeky grin as he swam closer to you until he towered over you with his tall figure. reo brought a hand up, stroking your red cheek as you looked up at him in confusion.

“i like you, y/n.” he chuckled, and you had to blink a couple of times to make sure that you were in reality and not your own delusions.

“are you joking with me right now, mikage.” you slapped his chest, making him wince before giving you a pout.

“you want me to prove it?” he cocked an eyebrow. with that being said, a smile tugged on your lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as you kissed the pout on his lips. reo place his hands on your hips, ushering you to wrap your legs around his waist, to which you obeyed.

your hands tangled inside his purple locks as you angled your face to deepen the kiss, tasting the faint taste of the cherry flavored lollipop he sucked on earlier on his tongue. you hummed at the sweet taste, making him smirk on your lips.

“so, i take this as a response that you like me back?” reo wiggled his eyebrows and you decided to toy around with him for a bit.

“hm, i never said that. i just wanted a kiss.” you said with a playful smirk, making him gasp.

“what?! so you now just go kissing around people for fun?” he exclaimed, making you bite your tongue to hold back a laugh.

“yup, who knows? maybe i’ll kiss sei tomorrow.” you teased, making him grimace at the mere thought of you kissing his best friends.

suddenly, he roughly pulled you back into his chest before grabbing your face in his hand, crashing his lips on yours. you let out a surprised yelp but eventually melted into the kiss as his lips were just so fucking addictive.

reo gently bit your lips as a warning before looking at you with a sharp glint in his eyes.

“don’t kiss anyone but me, okay?” reo sneered, making you roll your eyes.

“i was just kidding earlier, jeez, you don’t have to be such a baby.” you pinched his cheeks, making huff.

“whatever. hey, let’s go on a date after this.” he suggested, eyes lighting up at the idea.

“a date this late? i need sleep, reo.” you shook your head.

“dinner, you need dinner, y/n. i know a great noodle place near campus, i promise you’ll like it.” reo assured you and you let out a sigh.

“fine. you love moving fast, don’t you? asking me on a date right after a kiss.” you continued to tease him, seeing a small blush taint his cheeks.

“two kisses for your information. besides, i can take my girlfriend out on a date any time i want.” he cockily responded, making you raise an eyebrow.

“girlfriend? i don’t recall being anyone’s girlfriend.” your voice was full of faux suspicion, making reo frown.

“y/nnn, don’t be like this!” reo whined, shaking your shoulders back and forth as you laughed.

“fine, i’ll be your girlfriend if you get me that diamond necklace i rejected on my sixteenth birthday when you tried to gift me it.” you gave him a small smile.

“that’s it? baby, i’ll buy you all the diamonds in the world. you know what, i’m buying the entire company.” reo suddenly said, and at first you thought you were joking, but he was dead serious.

he left you to swim over to where he left his phone and your eyes widened as you quickly followed behind him to stop him.

“reo! don’t do that, you little shit!” you tried to grab the phone from his ears, a laugh escaping from both of your lips.

maybe dating a rich nepo baby like reo wasn’t so bad.

you got the money and the honey, it’s a winwin.

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