#princess hours with the wifey
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Safe In Your Arms || Aegon II Targaryen x Reader
Summary: There is only one person whom the Prince can find comfort with
Word Count: 3.9k
Warnings: 18+, lactation kink, mommy kink, p in v sex, handjob, edging and denial (m receiving), overstimulation (m receiving), implications that Aegon was beaten as a child, Aegon being a sad little meow meow, minor character death,
Author’s Note: First time writing Aegon y'all!. But this idea had taken root in my brain and had to be delivered. Thank for to my lovely honorary wifey @aemondsbabe for brainstorming with me and giving me the seal of approval at an ungodly hour. I hope you enjoy!
Taglist: @fairysluna
The embrace catches you by surprise, a pair of strong arms circling your waist and a nose nuzzling your neck, inhaling deeply the scent of your skin. A large hand cups the round weight of your breast, clumsy fingers unsuccessfully trying to undo the buttons of your servant’s dress. The other lays flat against your belly, pushing your body flush against the prince standing behind you. You try to halt his movements, eyes darting around the nursery to ensure your privacy, even though you knew the children have gone out to the Godswood with the Queen and Princess Helaena. Still, you need to make sure no prying eyes will come across you two. You will not be the first servant the prince laid with, nor the last, but gossip would spread nonetheless if Aegon is found being so amorous with his children’s wetnurse.
He has already opened the first two buttons when you decide to stop him, gentle but firm fingers holding his own and pressing his hand against your heart. A small groan of discontent escapes his lips, and you can picture the scowl in his face without looking at him. He complies and abandons his efforts, but doesn't let go of your body, keeping you caged on a grip tighter than usual. You two linger like that for a few moments, surrounded by a comfortable silence. You could stay like that, but you know that something particularly bad has to occur for him to seek you during the day and with such desperation.
“My Prince?” You try to crane your neck to lay eyes on him, but he only groans again and buries his face in the crook of your neck, pressing featherlight kisses to your flesh. You feel dampness on your skin, like tears dropping slowly from his lashes.
With a bit of struggle you turn around, still trapped in his arms. You try to make him look up but he refuses, hidden into you like a cranky child. Over time you have learned how to read him, as easily as an open book laid out before your eyes. He has his way with words to brazenly flirt, jest and argue, but never to express his feelings, especially when they overwhelm him. He just tries to show with actions what his mouth refuses to say.
Tenderly, like you would do to one of the children in your care, you force him to look up and meet your gaze. Red rims his eyes, violet pupils glossed over with unshed tears, the imprint of a slap still fresh and inflamed upon his cheek. You need not ask to know he has once more been caught in an altercation with his grandsire and mother, one in which he stood no chance. He never has a chance against them and the great plans they have for him, plans in which he has no say nor desire.
“Go to your bedchamber” You murmur quietly, two fingers pressing against his lips to stifle the protest that has already formed “I will be there shortly.”
Begrudgingly he drops his arms, quietly exiting the nursery, shoulders slumped and gaze downcast. You quickly finish your current duties, instructing another maid to cover for you as you make way to his chambers as discreetly as possible, excuses ready upon your lips should someone question your presence away from the children. But no one looks at you twice amidst the hustle and bustle of the Keep, and you find his door unguarded and unlocked.
Aegon has already thrashed the bed in a fit of anger, the blankets scattered around it while he lays under a sheet, still fully dressed and shoes still on. He clings to a pillow like a child to a beloved toy, although by the way he does it, so tight his hands touch his own arms, you think he is trying to actually hug himself, give himself some of the love he rarely got. You sit by his side, a hand rubbing soothing circles on his back. He takes your hand, fingers tight around your wrist as he brings it up to his face, pressing your soft palm to his reddened cheek. He closes his eyes, and you notice yet more tears beading on his lashes, and the characteristic wobble of his lower lip.
“Let’s get you comfortable, yes?” Soft tone and gentle words, a speech used many times before with him. You have been there a plethora of times with him drunk, hungover, crying, covered in spilled wine and his own waste. And time after time you have cleaned him, changed his clothes and dried his tears. You have snuck his soiled sheets and clothes to the laundresses, since you know his maids report his every word and action back to his mother, and you want nothing more than to spare him to the best of your abilities from his elders’ wrath.
Some nights he clings to your body desperately, his fingers digging on your hips as he begs you to stay. And you comply, unwilling to pile more sorrow on him and incapable of denying anything to those wide, sad eyes.
He doesn’t say word, but you don’t need any to heed his call for help. You undress him easily, unbuttoning his doublet and undoing the laces of his breeches, leaving his clothes carefully folded on a nearby chair, the boots neatly by the side. When he remains in only his linen shirt and smallclothes, you put the bed together around him, tucking the sheets and smoothing the blankets as you quietly sing a lullaby, the same you use to put his twins to bed every night. It has the same calming effect on him as it had on them; the soothing of your voice halting his tears and making him relax his posture as he lets himself be cared for and pampered by your tenderness.
Once he has settled comfortably, you lay by his side. Aegon immediately scoots closer to you, his head burrowed against your bosom and one arm draping around your waist. You trace his swelling cheekbone with featherlight touch. Whoever has slapped him has put quite a lot of anger into it, most likely his grandsire. It is not the first time things have gotten physical between them, and most certainly not the last. It seems the Hand thinks he can beat his grandson into the Prince he wants him to be.
“Do you wish to talk about it?” Aegon often chooses to seek comfort and just push his problems to the back of his mind, but you still encourage him to voice his woes. More often than not he prefers to remain silent, but you always offer him the space to speak freely and without consequences should he want to. To know he won’t be judged or chastised, and he will only be met with the tenderness he deserves.
Long seconds linger in absolute silence before his voice breaks through, weak and constricted “They have found me a bride”
You only nod, not needing to ask more. Ever since Aegon’s first wife had passed, scarcely 3 nights after the birth of their twins, his grandsire and mother had pushed him to pursue another wife, a lady from a strong House to garner their support when the time came. Originally his mother had wanted him to marry Helaena, to strengthen his claim to the throne, but then the King intervened. The only time he put his foot down instead of letting his council rule on his behalf, and he did it to betroth Aegon to a branched out lady of House Velaryon, while promising Helaena to Aemond. While the siblings’ marriage flourished, Aegon found himself tied before the Gods to a woman he couldn’t love, to the extent it took 6 years for them to conceive, and she only lived enough to name them.
At your silence, Aegon clings tighter to your body, his freshly blossoming tears dampening the front of your dress “I don’t want to, they can’t make me” His sniffs, and you notice him pressing his lips tightly together to force himself to be quiet.
You shush him, smoothing back his damp hair “You have to, sweetling. You are a Prince, and you have duties to your mother and family” Your words make him tense again, fisting your dress as he exhales loudly through his nose.
“I have no duties, I am not the heir, I am just a failure they are stuck with. I’ve done everything they wanted of me, and still my mother won’t ever look at me with pride” Another conversation had one and a thousand times. As the firstborn male, all eyes turned to him when the King’s health began to fail, and even though he still lingers, he hangs only by a very fine thread. And the Hand has everything prepared to land the crown upon his own bloodline, whether his grandson wants to or not. And he most certainly doesn’t want to.
You don’t argue, knowing that any attempt of contradicting him would only circle you back to the same arguments. You only let him speak, let it all escape his chest. But he has few words that day. There’s not much to say that has not been said already.
“Father never loved me. Grandsire only sees me as something at his disposal to use at convenience. Mother does not love me any more than what she is obliged to” His eyes meet yours, wide and adorable and terribly sad “I only have you. Just you. If they make me marry I won’t let you go. You cannot abandon me” His words carry an urgency and fear you hadn’t heard on him before. A deeply rooted terror of losing the only person who has not touched him with violence
You press tender kisses to his forehead, your touch gentle and warm “You will always have me, sweet boy. To the end of times. If they send you to the end of the world, I will be right behind you, taking care of you. If they put you on the throne, I will be at your feet as your most loyal servant”
Those reassuring words coax a smile out of him, a smile only meant for you. It is not often these days that Aegon is seen smiling, only in rare instances when he is with his children or with Sunfyre. All the others are reserved just for you.
Another comfortable silence lingers between you two, eyes locked with one another as your fingers card through his blonde tresses, his breath becoming a little sharper every time you accidentally tug on a knot. His hands snake up your front, stopping just in the curve of your breasts as he waits for your permission. You easily undo the very first button, allowing him the pleasure of doing the rest.
It takes him no time to have the front fully unbuttoned, pushing the fabric away to reach the object of his desire. The dazzled look he gets on his face whenever he stares at your bare breasts never fails to amuse you, as if he is staring at the most wonderful thing the world has to offer. His lips quickly find home around your perked nipple, releasing a satisfied sigh as he suckles at your milk, his hand cupping the free breast and massaging it lovingly, swiping his thumb over the hardened peak. You let out a content sigh, settling comfortably on the pillows as you watch Aegon nurse enthusiastically, barely stopping to breathe.
It had been after one of his many nights out that he first found comfort that particular way. Smelling of cheap perfume, even cheaper spirits and covered in vile things you didn’t wish to identify he had returned, and once more you had been by his side, putting his broken pieces back together and trying to not let his cracks be seen by the world the next morning. His hands had roamed your body, as they often did, a touch you glady allowed; he had never once done one thing you didn’t let him do, not even while being so deep in his cups he couldn’t say his own name. He had rested his face against your bare chest, inhaling deeply the musk of your skin while he toyed absently with your breast. A sharp pinch to your nipple had coaxed out some droplets of milk, which he collected on his thumb and brought to his lips. He repeated the process several times before crossing eyes with you, searching your face for any sign of rejection, but you only smiled and helped him get comfortable in your lap as he latched onto your breast for the first time. Nothing could quite calm him like that afterwards.
The prince at your breast lets out small sounds of satisfaction and content sighs as he grips your flesh tenderly, massaging it to coax more of the rich liquid to come down. At first you think he is relaxing and perhaps close to falling asleep, but then you notice his free hand down his body, palming his erection over the sheet. His teeth graze the engorged bud of your nipple ever so delicately, sending a delicious shiver down your spine. Heat starts to pool in your lower belly, accompanied by a growing dampness between your thighs. You rub them together discreetly, seeking some form of friction as you continue to watch Aegon clumsily touch himself, trying to balance his need for pleasure with the attention he is lavishing upon your tits.
His whines take a desperate edge while he humps his own hand, his movements faltering since he doesn't know where to focus. Instinctively your hand moves slowly down his torso and under the sheets; you gently push his away and wrap your fingers around his length, giving a few tentative pumps.
“Do you want Mommy to take care of this?”
Both of you stop for a moment, eyes wide, and he even drops your breast in shock. He had very occasionally called you ‘mommy’, mostly ironically when you had ordered him around, or more intimately when you did certain things like tug on his hair or grip him a bit tighter. But you had never used the term that way, and by the way his cock throbs in your hand, the idea excites him as much as it does you. You give him a firm squeeze, making him jump on the bed
“I asked you something, sweet boy. I taught you how to use your words. Do you want Mommy to take care of your problem?”
Aegon swallows visibly, eyes still wide. His lips move rapidly, but no sound comes out other than a pathetic mumbling as he tries to unscramble his brains. He finally gives up and just nods, looking up pleadingly. But you don’t cave in and give him a firmer squeeze, earning a whimper from him
“Words” You say firmly, but without sounding too harsh. You don’t want to take him too far and make him scared. But you are also deeply curious on how far you can take this little jest.
It seems to take all his strength to push out every word “Yes Mommy, please” He sounds so small and defenceless, bordering on innocence. If you didn’t know him much better you would believe him a man that has rarely laid with women.
Encouraged, you stroke his hard cock slowly, swiping your thumb across the leaking head to gather the already forming drops and smearing them down his length. Aegon’s hands are everywhere, on your face, on your breasts, on your shoulders, pushing the rest of your dress out of the way to free more of your skin. He grips your hips, squeezes your thighs, seeks in your body an anchor to life as his face scrunches in pleasure. His breaths become ragged and you see his abdominal muscles tensing as he approaches climax. But as soon as you feel the familiar twitching you let go of him, your hand resting on the curve of his thigh.
His eyes shoot open and he half sits, staring at you with a mix of desperation and indignation. He whimpers quietly, shifting his hips to try and get under your delicious touch again, but you slap his thigh gently to keep him still.
“No moving. Mommy is taking care of you and you don’t move unless I say so.” Your tone is low, whispering the words as you press your forehead against his, gazes locked on each other. The black of his eyes has widened, making the purple seem darker, and the tears have dried at last. All that remains is lust mixed with submission, all of it just for you.
You gently caress his stones, watching in amusement as gooseflesh spreads across his skin at the touch, his legs instinctively spreading wider to grant you better access. You trace your index up his length, following the path of the throbbing vein prominent on the underside of his cock, while he fists the sheets, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. You lean down to kiss him, letting him drown his moans against your welcoming mouth when you finally pump him, keeping the pace steady.
Again you stop just seconds before he reaches climax, earning an even more desperate whimper from him.
“Mommy, please, it hurts, I want to-” His words are cut short when your free hand takes hold of a fistful of his hair, just enough to feel the pull in his scalp. The moan comes from the depths of his chest when you brush your lips against his ear.
“Are you a good boy? A good boy for Mommy?”
He nods eagerly, his hands cupping your face to keep you close.
“I will be good Mommy. Please, please it hurts” His eyes gloss over, and his lower lip trembles again. He looks so pretty you struggle in your heart to carry on with this little game, even though he seems to enjoy it. And you are enjoying it too, so much you feel is unfair you are missing out on the best part.
You pull away just enough to drop your dress to the side, your smallclothes following suit. With Aegon flat on his back, it is easy for you to straddle his hips, letting the head of his cock snuggle in your slick folds. He sucks in a sharp breath when you rock your hips, gliding the heat of your cunt along his length. You take a slow pace, dragging out the moment as much as possible. But while you are in no rush to finish, Aegon is in a desperate hurry, pushing against your hips and mewling desperately to urge you on. When he tries to grab your hips you smack his hand away and lean in, so close your breaths mingle.
“Stay still, sweet boy. You don’t want Mommy to get angry and leave you like this, do you now?”
“But Mommy” He pants heavily, beads of sweat gathering in his temples “I need it, please. I will be good. I need to be inside you. Please”
You click your tongue, a smirk pulling at your lips. You smooth back his hair and press a kiss to his hairline, an almost soothing touch.
“You have been such a good boy for Mommy, so good. But you have to keep being good and do as you are told, sweetling. If you are extra good, Mommy will let you spend inside her”
With that promise in mind, Aegon does his best to stay still, but you don’t make it easy for him. The rhythm is tantalisingly slow, coming to a halt every time you or him get too close to climax. His desperation grows to uncharted levels, fingers digging on the mattress, fists so tight on the sheets his knuckles turn white, lip bitten so strongly between his teeth it leaves an imprint. Tears bead in the corners of his beautiful eyes and roll down, dampening the sheet underneath. When you stop for the umpteenth time and a sob racks his chest, you know he’s ready.
You sit back on your haunches and watch him carefully. His hair is toussled from how much he has trashed on the bed, his face puffy and tear streaked, the flush of his cheeks spreading down to his chest. His cock is angrily red and leaky, impossibly hard and coated in your juices. Every muscle on his body is tense like a bowstring ready to fire. You touch his taut abs, rubbing the aching muscles soothingly.
“You have been such a good boy for Mommy, so good. You deserve your prize”
The moan he releases as you line his cock with your entrance, sinking slowly until he is buried to the hilt, has surely been heard throughout the entire Keep. Encased in your tight heat, it takes no more than a few rocks of your hips for him to peak, back arching off the mattress dramatically as he screams his release to the vaulted ceilings, painting your walls with his spend. But you are not quite there yet. You continue to ride him, now at a dizzying pace, chasing your own release. His whines reach a new high, having barely time to recover from his groundbreaking climax. His abused cock is almost too sensitive to touch, and the drag of your cunt around him feels like fire climbing up his spine; the most deliciously tortuous fire.
Your hips and thighs begin to ache from the exertion, but you are so close, and seeing your sweet Prince so ruined it's definitely spurring you on. You shift your angle just a bit, so the head of his cock brushes against a certain spot inside you that makes you feel like you can touch the stars, all while your fingers circle your neglected pearl. It takes no more than a few thrusts before you climax, your walls tightening around him and somehow drawing out a second peak from him, even though you are sure he doesn’t have much more left to give you. You ride out your release, halting only when the burning on your thighs becomes too much to ignore.
You slide off and lay next to Aegon, who appears to still be waiting for his soul to return to his body. His eyes are wide, some stray tears still rolling, his breaths heavy and slow. When he whines quietly and turns to you, you reward him with a sweet smile and a tender, brief kiss upon the lips. Aegon snuggles into you, just like he likes it best, his face buried in your cleavage as he catches his breath. You rub his back in slow, soothing circles; he closes his eyes, his lips seeking and finding your nipples once more
While he suckles you lean closer, tracing his features with your fingertip
“You were such a good boy. So good for me. Mommy is so proud of you”
The gentle praise goes straight to his heart, that much you can tell in the way he hugs you with his entire body and the upward turn of the corner of his mouth. You know he is tired, and perhaps his body is urging him to sleep. But to do that he needs one last little nudge
“Mommy will always be with you, my sweet Prince”
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HEARTBREAK SYNDROME
episode four :: REMINDER.
꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ pairing ︴max verstappen x ex!y/n
꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ genre ︴social media au / irl snippets
꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ summary ﹔y/n was always right.
fc – wonyoung jang (aged up to 28)
꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ warnings ﹕none, more messy behaviour.
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HIII LOVIE
How would König react if he realised one night that his wifey talked in her sleep. Like I can imagine her just saying random stuff and random names of her dream characters and him sitting up and trying to peice together what’s happening in her head.
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At first, he thought he was in a possession movie about demons and ghosts lol. This man is a very heavy sleeper while on leave, all of his fight-or-fight-harder reflex is making him tired and eepy( you won't be able to wake him up even with shouting and fighting him, at least when he is a good week in his little vacation and got into his civvie mode.
When he just got out of deployment and still didn't adjust to how quiet and normal life is... the poor guy is getting sniped with memories of all of those scary movies he sneaked out to watch as a kid because oh boy, is he scared. He understands the concept of sleep talking and sleepwalking - it's common among his troops, but he kinda grossly associates it solely with PTSD and people who went to war and came back - not with his sleepy wifey getting all cute in her sheets and rehearsing some meaningless dialogue.
He is getting a fucking notebook, the mystery of your sleep talking is making him stay awake at ungodly hours because HE NEEDS to see what is the mystery of the princess cucumber and her froggy guards who are all trying to seek her paw in marriage. If you're sleeptalking during nightmares, he is waking you up immediately, forcing you to tell him what you were dreaming about!! It's kinda not what you're supposed to do with sleep talkers, they can get quite scared, but he still wants you to be comfortable.
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My Eternity
pairing: bang chan x reader
word count: 2.098
warnings: cutie channie explaining his relationship & like one curse word?
genre: fluff
a/n: when i tell you i've never had a boyfriend would you believe me? lmaoo i blame the 4am thoughts for this one. took me 4 hours to write this with like 7 mental breakdowns through? i was listening to WOW and i reeeaally wanted to add Jisung's; jeogiyo noona hokshi namjachingu isseoyo? but rlly didn't know how lmao + i'm addicted to this small lettertype so imma use it from now on ;) okay now i'll let you go read. enjoooooy ♡
i’ve known you ever since the day when we were kids.
- we’ve been neighbours since childhood. you moved to my hometown, went to my class and blended in. everyone liked you, how could i not?
the happiest moment to ever exist.
- i was always happy when you sat beside me and my friends, not wanting to make friends with the others in high school.
check my bucket list, oh, you were on the list.
- before i met you, i didn’t have a bucket list. you just kind of became my best friend and we made a bucket list together. i never showed you mine, cause you were on the list.
i’m living the dream, somebody heard my wish.
- it has always been my dream to have someone like you by my side, so understanding, so beautiful with such an amazing soul. my wish has been heard and i’ve been the happiest ever since.
call out your name.
- my Y/nnie, princess, little one, baby girl, sweetheart, darling, love, honey, baby, jagiya, sweetie, future wifey, koala bear, cuddle bug and many more sweet names. i can give you a million nicknames.
you do the same.
- Channie, future husband, baby, jagiya, sweetheart, cutie, sweetie, boyfriend, darling, baby boy, prince, hottie, kangaroo, Chris, Christopher, Bahng. you never run out of nicknames for me and they always make me blush, laugh and flutter.
hug you all day.
- you love hugging me and so do i. it’s the best part of when i come home after a tiring day of practice and engulf you in a big hug like it’s the last time i’ll ever hug you.
i hope this’ll never end for eternity.
- i love you like the person you are, how your nose and brows scrunch together when you can’t open something and always ask me, or how you silently hug me from behind or the side when i’m busy producing songs. i don’t ever want to leave your side.
— ❀ —
i just want all time to stop.
- time has always been an issue. whether it’s morning or evening. i won’t ever get tired of you. the way you whine in the mornings for five more minutes, or evenings when you cling to me like my little koala bear.
— ❀ —
i’m never letting go.
- i am never letting go of you. you’re stuck with me jagiya. now until eternity.
let’s go on a little walk, see the world outside.
- i always have to drag you outside, or else you want to stay inside most of the times we're together. it's cute.
don't wanna let you go.
- never ever will i leave you. my eyes always find you in a crowd, at concerts or fan-meetings. one small smile and i feel like i can achieve anything in this big, scary world.
the way that you give me your hands, i'll fly.
- the first time you gave me your hand, was when your date dumped you at prom. you were so sad and i wanted to punch the bastard right then and there. even though i wanted to be the one who took you to prom in the first place.
at times when i feel down or empty.
- the times when i'm stressed with work, or when i have writers-block, you're always there to distract me. even without me saying anything, makes me love you even more.
you're always beside me.
- you're always there to catch me at my lowest moment. when i feel like a bad leader, or when i feel like i'm not enough for you, the boys or my siblings back in australia. you're just there doing something random with Jisung or Hyunjin and it brings the hugest smile to my face, making me forget all my worries.
promise that i'll love you plenty.
- i promise that i'll always love you. even when i don't show it or say it enough, my heart only beats for you. the way you joke around with Changbin, Felix and I.N. or play savage with Lee Know or Seungmin. it just fills my heart even more than i thought it could.
i hope this'll never end for eternity.
- i'm sure i tell you this lots but the way you always fiddle with the strings of your (my) hoodie or the way you put your hands in your or my holes in our jeans when you're anxious. it's adorable.
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when i look at you i know that you're the only one.
- i have never been in serious relationships but this one with you is something else. i want you to know that i want you as my first and last for everything.
the only one yeah.
- you're the only one that can make me do things i usually hate and the only one that can calm me down in your own magical way.
nothing in the world could beat our little special bond.
- nothing in the world can try and break our bond. with each other we can be crazy in our own way and none of us would judge each other for that.
'cause we are one.
- we are one. you complete me just as i complete you. you know everything of me like i know everything about you.
run around and make a mess, we don't even have to rest.
- the boys are always loud and a mess so i guess i need you to help me clean after them. being a dad of 7 is a tiring job. luckily i have you and together we can do anything.
every moment is a precious memory.
- every moment together or with the boys are precious. like dancing with danceracha until the early mornings, rapping sessions with 3racha in the studio or just joking around with vocalracha when they have nothing to do.
the way you wake me up in bed, yeah, i hope this never ends.
- you always lave little kisses around my face or just stare at me, staying in my embrace. it's mainly me waking you up cause you love your sleep and always ask for 5 more minutes to lazy around in bed.
i'm lucky that you're my best friend so.
- my best friend, my lover, my soulmate, significant other, my future wife, my girlfriend, my everything. there aren't enough words to describe my love for you. guess we should thank your parents for moving right next to us when you were 10.
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i just want all time to stop.
- those last 16 years went by so fast, it's crazy how fast time flies. i'll never forget our first encounter at school. you bumping into me and then scolding me for accidentally dropping my juice box on your blouse. i felt bad and handed you my shirt. and had a huge smile each time i saw you wearing my shirt that day around school.
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i'm never letting go.
- the time i confessed, and you didn't reply, i thought you'd hate me. instead you grabbed my face and gave me a long and passionate kiss. you were barely 17. i was 20. yet it was the best decision i had made that day.
let's go on a little walk, see the world outside.
- our first date was a walk around the beach. your hand was safely in mine as it was a little over 12 am. our phones full of missed calls from our parents as we enjoyed each other's company.
don't wanna let you go.
- when we told our parents about our relationship, they were over the moon. they never expected us to end up together and your father gave me a firm handshake and told me to speak to him later. never had i feared for my life more than the glare he gave me.
the way that you'll give me your hands, i'll fly.
- the way your hands fit perfectly in mine. it's a sign huh? you're my soulmate now and forever. or how you moved to seoul for me because you couldn't stand the long distance, not realising it would be lonely for you. but then again, i forgot what a social butterfly you are and became friends with half the Kpop industry as you were a dance teacher yourself, teaching dances to little kids who were passionate about dancing.
at times when i feel down or empty.
- there's always times when i feel down or empty. like how i worry about if Berry might forget me after not seeing me for a long time and you reassuring me that she won't. because that's who you are, always reassuring me and the others if one of us is feeling stressed.
you're always beside me.
- you've always been beside me. when i was a trainee, when i debuted, when i wasn't sure about my career and all the other choices i made in these last 16 years. you could read me like an open book and knew all my struggles back then and now.
promise that i'll love you plenty.
- the boys are always complaining how mushy i get when they mention you. they've also mentioned a million times when i'll propose to you, not knowing i've started planning way ahead and am planning to ask you very soon.
i hope this'll never end for eternity.
- you always bring me and the boys lunch on your free days or in the weekend. knowing that we all love your cooked foods. and then like to hang around and even dance together with us to choreo's that Lee Know teaches us. or how you even made some changes to the dances cause you thought they could use another movement.
— ❀ —
ah-ooh (eternity)
- you'll always be my eternity.
ah-ooh
— ❀ —
you make me call out your name.
- a little after 5 pm you arrive home. immediately jumping into my arms as you dump your shoes, coat and bag somewhere in the hallway. ''i missed you jagiya.'' i smile in your neck as you hum in response, telling me you missed me too.
you do the same.
- the way you always call my name when i come back home late. telling you not to wait up, yet every time you still do, attacking me in a tight hug and whine cutely telling me to take a quick shower before we head to bed.
hug you all day.
- the door opens and a few seconds later you're in the hallway with two heavy bags of groceries that you picked up on your way home. while you're cooking, i hug you from behind and we stay in each other's presence as you cook a delicious home made dish.
i hope this'll never end.
- even after a long, tiring day at work, you never fail to amaze me with the amazing dishes you learn from the internet, my mother or yours. the praises i give you aren't enough, so i'll feed you too.
— ❀ —
i'm never letting go.
- you've teased me a lot about going to my 'side-hoes' even though i've never had eyes for someone other than you. of course in those 6 years that we've been together we've had multiple fights. but we always went and apologised even if the fight wasn't that serious. we also have an unspoken rule to never go to bed upset and always communicate things with each other before accusing without proof.
let's go on a little walk, see the world outside.
- i'm planning on asking you on the beach. the exact same one where we had our first date years ago. i've got the perfect plan in mind to get you there and the best way to ask you. i can't wait to see your reaction to this song i wrote for you and the reaction you'll have when i go down on one knee and ask you to be mine for eternity.
don't wanna let you go.
- today, i asked your parents your hand in marriage. they were thrilled to see their little girl getting married to her first boyfriend from 16 years ago. 6 years ago your father glared at me for being the boyfriend of his daughter. today, he gave me a hug and told me he trusted me as your husband.
the way that you'll give me your hands, i'll fly.
- you're never getting rid of me, jagiya. i'll always love and cherish you for who you are. and so will the boys. they were so happy when i told them i'm finally proposing and wanted to be part of the plan too.
eternity.
- you're sleeping in my arms right now, not realising that the ring i'm planning to slip on your finger soon, is safely in it's box in my right hand, while my left arm is tightly wrapped around your fragile body, holding you close to me, your head on my chest right where my heart is beating just for you.
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My Messy Girl
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Nanami Kento x Female Reader
Trigger warnings: Smut (18+), slight choking, daddy kink, office sex, slight exhibitionism, p in v, established relationship, name calling: love, sweetheart, slut, dear, wifey, baby, mama, few mentions of breeding, slight pervert Nanami.
A/n: Hello my lovely readers! It's your lumi 🧡 So I thought I'd give you guys something special cause my hiatus is supposed to end around May but since you readers would want something I'm making this, I hope you guys will love it too 🧡 As always striving to make better quality fanfics for you guys. It would be really helpful if u guys can join my Instagram account also. I'll leave the link below, ty 🧡🧡🧡
Word count: 0.86k
Upload date: 10th March, 2024
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Everybody knows Nanami Kento was a clean freak. But if anyone were to see Nanami right now they would be astonished. His office is a mess, the papers on his desk is in a disarray, his couch is messy, and if it were normal working hours right now, everyone would have heard your pathetic, melodious moans. But the most surprising factor of all would be, the fact that Nanami Kento, the NANAMI KENTO is so messy right now that it is both a sin and a boon to look at him. He has you, who only came to deliver his dinner because it was very late and he may stay in the office for more hours. But the moment Nanami saw you, his world blurred and only your presence was worthy of his attention. The dinner you prepared in the cute bento box didn't matter only you did.
Everything was a blur, Nanami has been eating you out for more than what seems like eternity, his tongue laps at your entrance and he fucks his saliva into your hole, like a thrifty man in the desert he keeps sucking all your juices. The bridge of his nose serves to be a good spot for grinding your clit, Nanami was in heaven. "Baby, have I ever told you- fuck that you taste like the nectar from heavens? Yeah, keep going, just one more baby, just- fuck one more please darling, make a mess! make a mess, sweetheart I'm just a mess for you down there." "Nanami pleas- I-I-I can't n-no mor-nghhh please no mor-eek! Gonna ah! Gonna cum! Nanamiiiiiii!" "Don't worry princess cum, just like that mmmmmmgh, fuck you taste heavenly, keep cumming, mmmmm." Nanami, keeps tongue fucking you till you calm down, once he comes up from between your legs, you see the most breath taking view of your life, disheveled hair, your juices running down his chiselled face.
"Wanna taste yourself baby?", he comes and kisses you, "understand why I like your cum so much? Hmm? Answer me baby?", "Yes", you could hardly answer him, he looked too ethereal for you to comprehend anything else, without much thought in mind you brush the baby hair stuck to his forehead. "Wanna be come my Messy Girl?" Nanami suddenly asked you and to say you were shocked was an understatement cause you knew he hated messes yet here he his asking you if you can be his messy girl. You nod yes cause after all who would say to no to him?
The only thought your head is filled with is Nanami and the only thing your cunt is filled with is his cum and dick, he has been fucking you practically everywhere in his office, on his desk? Check. On his office sofa? Check. On the glass window looking down the city? Check. His thick girthy cock, throbbing with veins and his pretty flushed red tip banging at your cervix was bringing you closer to heaven than even death can bring you to. "Baby imagine someone were to notice us fucking like horny teenagers? Hmm? What would they think when the most polite person, the most beautiful- fuck, the most sexy person ever on earth is getting laid down in such a dirty, dirty, pathetic way? Scream for me my love, louder I want the whole city to know who is fucking you, who owns the most prettiest slut in town. You drive me wild babyyyy, I can't seem to stop thrusting into you even if I want to, my body craves for you my soul aches for you, without you I'm nothing- oh fuck! I'm gonna cum in yeah again, yeah? You like the sound of that? Does my wifey wanna become a mama? Yeah? Fuck Oh! Feels so good c-can't stop g-gah mmm fuck can't stop, focus on me baby, focus on me on my-aaah! On my thrusts cum with me, I said cum with me- Aaahh fuck fuck FUCK!! OHH feels tooo good baby."
You cum on his cock on command, your mouth opens in a silent scream, throat raw from screaming and moaning his name, your ears are ringing and your thighs are all sticky with cum and arousal, your eyes are rolled back into your skull and your back is arched beautifully, thick cum shoots inside of you one last time for the day, he slowly removes himself from you, your legs shaking like a lone leaf on a tree in winter. "Darling, don't let my cum go waste yeah?" He says while pulling up your panties which were ruined already due to your arousal. "Nanami? I-I'm tired." "I know baby I know, don't worry I'm here just you rest while we leave for home." He kisses your head and slowly lifts you and his work bag and goes to his car making sure you are well covered. The ride home is silent and peaceful, Nanami glances at you every now and then at your sleeping face. Once he stops at the red signal, he slowly takes the hand which he was holding and kisses it while saying, "Thank you my treasure, the only mess I love is you and only you.
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Thank you guys for making it to the end of another fic :)
Hope you guys enjoyed it!
Until next time 🧡
Luv ya guys
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"Once more, I had to put in extra hours. Most likely, Y/N is dozing off. I should enter silently." He pondered in his head.
Nanami strolled down the apartment building's hall, checking his watch. While searching for the correct door key, he gets closer to the door. Loud music caught his attention. The fact that it was your own playlist was the only thing that caught his attention.
Nanami believed it was considerate of you to know he didn't enjoy your music and thought it was strange.
"She normally sleeps around this time."
Entering the apartment, he placed his bag and coat on the hook at the entrance. The sound of the shower was audible to him. Taking off his tie by loosening his
shirt. He walked into the kitchen to be welcomed by a note on the counter.
" Darling I also walked in the house late. The food is in the fridge. I might not be sleeping." Love, wifey
As he read the sick note, a slight smile curled across his face. He couldn't help but smile at your handwriting. It made him happy. He slowly walked towards your bedroom but stopped as soon as he saw the bathroom door wide open. You had just closed the shower curtain and didn't notice him. You just kept singing. But he could not deny that what little he saw of your body had not aroused him.
"Damn it," he thought to himself.
Then he remembered something he promised you when the both of you first rented the apartment. He decided to undress right there and suddenly got in the shower.
"AH-" You almost let out a full scream before I covered your mouth.
"Wifey, calm down; it's just me," he said while uncovering your mouth.
"I was genuinely scared, Nanami!" You hit his chest multiple times before he stopped your hand.
"I'm sorry. I'll say something next time." He started to wrap his hand around your waist.
It was so small in his embrace. He could not restrain himself any longer. He trailed light-hearted kisses down your collarbone. He could tell you were genuinely upset. You would have normally given in to his flirting as soon as it started. This time, you just turned around to continue bathing.
"Wifey, don't be upset. You made me react on impulse." He turned your body to face him.
He pulled you in for a passionate kiss and pushed your body against the shower wall to pick you up.
"Nanami, wait, we might fall!". He liked to see you worried.
"Don't worry about it, Princess.
He knew what that word meant to you. It made her act like a teenager who had just fallen in love. He preferred to call you wifey and only used Princes in case he was in a tight situation and had no other options. He could see it on your face; your cheeks were turning red.
"Princess, you have to let me do this."
"I know what you're doing, Nanami!""
"You are not fooling anybody yourself. You're already wet."
"It's from…"
"Don't blame it on the water."
He could not help but chuckle at the excuses. You could see he was getting rather impatient.
"Na-Nanami I can feel the tip."
"I thought I was being sneaky." Just as he said, He shoved the rest in one go. Your voice filled the bathroom with moans and screams.
"Does it feel good princess? I know I have been neglecting that sweet puss- ahh"
He had turned you on. The way his voice caressed your ears. You felt pain but the pleasure was sure to overcome it soon. That was always the way with your husband. The way his cock rubbed against your gummy walls was the best feeling. The only thing that was sitting on your mind other than feeling of his cock inside you was the fact that he was not moving.
"Nanami why aren't you moving ."
"Do you want me to then princess"
"..."
"If you want something you must learn to ask for it princess maybe even beg"
You knew exactly what he wanted from you. You kinda didn't want to but you were quick to give in. If that is what he wanted. You put on a cute face and batted you lashes.
"Please get me pregnant honey"
He wasted no time thrusting his swollen cock in and out of you. Tears started to fill your eyes as his paced quickened. Your moans mixed in with him grunting echoed through out the bathroom traveling further. His glasses slowly falling off of his face. You take them off one hand holding onto his neck. You were so close but your back continues to hit the shower wall.
"H-Honey can we ta- ah"
Your husband stops his pace to letting you breathe. It took you a few minuets to catch your breath. You could feel your self tightening around him.
"What is t-groans "
"sorry "
"what's the matter princess"
"Can we go to the bed my backs hurting"
"Sure we can princess"
He leaves a kiss on your lips before taking you out of the bathroom into the bedroom.
a/n : This was hard as fuck. I went weak at the end. I'm sorry 🙏
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Eren bought a sex swing as an anniversary gift for his influencer wifey and it was his pleasure to have her tied into a splits and see how many times she'd squirt before she couldn't anymore. Safe to say that's one of his fave home movies whenever she's away.
ohhhhhhhhh my gosh! 😫🥴 this is so hot sjdjdjdhd.
cw: bondage, spit play, squirting, vibrator use
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“Okay, okayyy..I giveeee. I can’t—“
“You can’t what, princess? Come anymore? I know better than that..”
a question so blatantly obvious. One you found answered on your behalf and before you had time to react, you were in the midst of doing so. Sure, that body was riddled with ecstasy..trembling with the immensity of one orgasm right after the next but it hadn’t been pushed past its limits quite yet. It would be soon though..that is if your husband had anything to do with it!
“C’mon, baby, you can give me one more. I can feel it, the way you keep clamping down?..you’re not done. You wanna squirt on this dick again, don’t you?”
that went without saying and considering the fact that you were in no position to scoot away or run, you had no choice but to do so. Trust, you weren’t complaining in the slightest but one thing you had come to learn about your man, was that his obsession with you and your body knew no bounds. Going round for round..hours on end relentlessly fucking his lady until neither of you couldn’t withstand another second. And at the moment, that’s exactly what was transpiring. It was your anniversary and due in part to the fact that Eren would be out of town for a couple of weeks for some production work, he needed a bit of a momento to get him through the harrowing nights that you wouldn’t be by his side. That’s when he came up with the brilliant idea to buy a sex swing. A device that had only ever been spotted in cheesy porn flicks but you couldn’t have been more wrong about it. This thing was crazy and a whole lot of fun! Fast forward, and you found yourself hoisted mid-air, legs parted to either side and suspended in the confines of the twine-like material..
“You’re so fucking close, baby..wetting me up like this, I don’t even know if I wanna leave. Goddamn..”
“Ren, please…no more..”
..entire body exposed to the cool air, including that fat little pussy out directly on display before him. Your nude bodies and loins clashing against one another in a haze of smacking noises. Your husband’s six foot frame hovering above your bound body; wrists, hands, feet and ankles all cuffed by the restraints holding them in place as he continued pounding that pretty cunt until you squirted once more. An instance that had occurred about six times now. That throbbing cock making home inside of that sweet, pulsating warmth. Fitting like a puzzle piece regardless of how long he pounded into you. (Y/N) was a sloppy, sexy mess; slick riddling the insides of those thick thighs and spit trickling all down your chin as you had been fucked into tears and near unconsciousness. Practically doing so until you went dumb for him. Taking a thumb between your lips, Eren placed a kiss on them and laughed as he watched you. Those pretty little brown eyes, glossed over in pure bliss. This was heaven for him! Watching you make such a mess of him, and it wasn’t made any easier when he plastered that vibrator to your clit and kept it at bay on the second to highest setting. To say you were overstimulated, might have been a bit of an understatement!
“Oh fuck!..I’m coming. Right there, daddy! That’s my fucking spot..ahh!”
..even so, you wanted more! Wanted more of that tip pressing to your core. Coaxing out more of what made you both tick. With a hand clutching the back of your neck to keep your head steady and fixated on him..the other casually holding onto that toy, Eren gave you a couple of nasty tongue kisses, ones that involved exchanging strings of saliva once you're finished. Breathing high pitched from both ends but you wouldn’t stop until either of you were completely spent.
“I’m right there? ‘Gonna make that pretty pussy come for me one more time, baby?”
“Yes! Fuck..I can’t hold it, please, don’t stop..keep going, keep going!..”
huffing in a high pitched voice, so much so, he couldn’t help but to grant your wish and with sweat pooling both of your foreheads, seven of those eight and half inches buried balls deep inside of you..
“Come on this dick, baby. Squirt f’r me. Give me exactly what the fuck I want.”
he did exactly that! Turning that vibrator up to its last mark and making you come undone with just a couple more strokes. That’s when he felt that entrance tighten and that final orgasm that had been building, came bellowing out, pushing him from inside of you in the process. Releasing an ear shattering cry, (y/n) let those juices flow..the powerful stream being caught by the lens of his recording cell phone, stationed neatly on a tripod. Placing a peck to your forehead, pulling it up to bring you back to consciousness, he’d chuckle and tell you how proud he was of the pretty puddle you had made for him.
this was one home movie he’d never forget!
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beloved 🥺
im normally not the one to come knocking, asking for comfort, but i truly had the worst day at work today (plus, it was a late shift). may i ask for a lil comfort with hannibal or halsin? 🥺🌻
if you wanna hug me, you gotta scrape me off the floor first /j slkfjskdfj
thank you so much for just reading this. absolutely no pressure!!
i love you and i hope your day was/will be good!!
Noooo wifey, who hurt you?! I’ll eat them! I’m sorry you had a bad day at work. Sending every hug in the world, I’ll get a nice new shovel to scrape you off the floor.
Of course you can have some Halsin and Hannibal comfort 🥰
Halsin:
You come back to camp after a long stressful day hard at work. Nothing seemed to go right, and the more the day went on you just wanted to curl up into a ball and hide yourself away. The hours ticked on until the sun started to set and it was finally time to rest for the evening. Hang up your aching bones on the shelf and just become a sleepy pile of mush.
At least, that was your plan, until something, or more aptly, someone caught your attention.
“Pretty flower come look” his voice calls as he spots you.
It’s something he’s taken to calling you, your beauty reminding him of the flowers from back home. And the minute he saw that smile on your face, and the blush in your checks the first time he called you it, he knew it would stick. You were his pretty flower, and he was your handsome bear. Something so simply it seemed everyone in the world understood besides the two of you.
You saunter over to him, and he’s yet to notice your sour demeanour.
“My pretty flower, look, I’ve found the most beautiful little duckling. He’s got spots”
Halsin holds out his hand to let you see the small creature, looking even smaller in his arms.
“Very cute” you reply half hearted.
He frowns, setting the duckling on his shoulder and cups your face in his hands.
“My precious petal, what’s wrong?”
“Hard day” you shrug.
Halsins frown deepens and he bends down to kiss your forehead.
“I’m sorry things are hard sometimes, but you’re the strongest person I’ve ever met. If anyone can handle a bad day with grace, it’s you. But would you like to know something else?”
“What’s that?” You look up at him.
“Even the strongest warriors are better together than alone. Consider my evening yours. Whatever makes you happy we shall do.”
“Halsin you don’t have to-“
“Nonsense my dear. You deserve the world on a platter, anything less I simply won’t allow. Let me spoil you rotten, with praise, and affection and a sense of adventure. Allow me to make you feel much better.”
“That’s very kind of you Hal”
You warp your arms around his torso and give him a tight squish. A deep chuckle rumbles in his chest as he hugs you back, before scooping you into his arms.
“Tonight I’ll treat you like a princess, and if you’ll allow me, I’d make you my queen forever.”
He presses a gentle kiss to your lips when he see no protest in your eyes or body language. And he pulls away smiling.
“You are my heart, pretty flower, let me fill yours with love. No more thinking tonight. You just relax while I take care of you.”
Hannibal:
Hannibal heard the sound of the door open before you even had your coat off. He takes off his reading glasses and sets them on his desk, getting up to come greet you.
“Evening my love” he says when he sees you, but his face instantly drops reading your body language. “What happened?”
“Just work stuff, it’s stupid” you try to brush off.
“Now dove” he gently grabs your chin making you look at him, “you know better than to lie to me. Tell me what’s going on in that pretty head of yours darling.”
You give a heavy sigh, it almost impossible to say no to the charming man before you. He takes your hand bringing you to come sit on the couch, his hand comfortingly stoke your thigh as he listens to you rant about your day.
You can see his jaw tense occasionally in distaste about the travesties of your day.
“I think you’re too good for that place” he admits with no shame or guilt.
Why would he, he thinks you’re one of the best people he’s ever met. Never even once has he thought about tasting you in a way other than a gentle kiss, or more passionate endeavours. But you were his sacred lamb, the one who made him better, made him want to be better. If anyone made you sad they were sure to be added to the menu. Not that he’d ever force you to eat it, but he’ll surely enjoy his meal.
“That’s sounds quite unfortunate little lamb. I’m terrible sorry you’ve suffered so today. Let me make it up to you. Dinner and a nice glass of wine, then after a massage and I’ll draw you a warm bath. How does that sound?”
“Amazing” you admit, looking at him softly. “You’re absolutely amazing”
You give him a quick peck on the cheek, earning you a rare laugh from the stoic dr.
“It is you who is amazing my love. You bring joy and meaning to so many lives around you. And if they don’t notice your hard work, I certainly do. The world will see your value as I do someday my darling. But until then I will offer you the praise they so thoughtlessly lack”
He kisses you back gently, a proper kiss this time. One that can show you his feelings. One that leaves you feeling worshiped.
“Let me pamper you my little lamb. Maybe perhaps I’ll even watch one of those shows you enjoy, if you behave for me and don’t lift a finger to help with dinner or the washing up. Deal?”
“Deal.”
He smiles at you, whisking you away to be pampered for the night. Figuring his work can wait until later. He cooks you a magnificent feast of all your favourites. Even if he wouldn’t typically approve of them in his diet. He whispers sweet nothings and small praise to you as he gives the massage, making sure you understand just how important and loved you are.
Him joining you in the bath is up to you, he wouldn’t mind either way, just pleased that you needed him for comfort and happy to take care of your burdens. You end up falling asleep one his chest with your comfort show on as he plays with your hair. Hoping your dreams will drive away any stress left in your body so you’re up to spirits in the morning.
An: ahhh sorry if this is bad beloved, I was making dinner and writing at the same time and just wanted to get it to you quick, so it’s not proof read at all 😅 but I hope you like it, I really tried. Still getting back into writing so I’m not as confident about it right now.
#love you wifey <3#have a better day tomorrow#halsin headcanons#hannibal headcanons#halsin x reader#hannibal x reader
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HOLD ME LONGER - A. OLIVER
✦ pairing ↷ Oliver Aiku x f!reader
✦ tws ↷ NSFW, oral sex (m → f), breeding kink (oli gets hard at the thought of you pregnant), creampie, soft n sensual sex, petnames (baby, princess), oli is really a puppy in love for his gf <3, some soft love declaration in the between because yes, lazy proof-reading
✦ note ↷ at first it was a short thirst but... yeah, oliver has that effect over me lmao, i just want him n i want to be his pretty wifey :(((
Thighs sprawled on the new fresh sheets, the faint scent of lavender reaches your nostrils, as you lay on the bed, your eyes focused on the man kneeled between your legs.
His calloused hands gently hold your thighs apart, his nails slightly digging into your soft flesh, as he dives deep into your pussy, licking and slurping every drop of your juice. Oliver is trying his best to maintain a facade of control, he is trying to not let himself go crazy when he has you sprawled for him. You are going to ruin him one day.
His tongue takes a long slick on your folds, his ears immediately blessed with a soft moan, a soft smile adorns his features. His mismatched gaze drinks on every little detail of your body, despite knowing you and your body since years, he can’t help but be surprised every time.
His right-hand releases your thigh, his fingers now are tracing your curves, trying to memorize them. He plants a chaste kiss on your tummy, followed by a second one, then a third one, until he is kissing his way up your lips.
You welcome his lips with eagerness, still drunk on the pleasure he was giving you a few seconds before, your fingers running through his hair, bringing him closer to you.
You kiss until you run out of air, as Oliver breaks the kiss, he presses his forehead against yours. His eyes softening seeing your hues, he always becomes softer whenever he is around you.
"Someone's eager~ Am I not spoiling my princess, as I should?" He teases seductively, chuckling when you roll your eyes.
"Someone left me for a week all alone, and you know, my fingers and toys aren't like that someone" You remark, stroking his cheek, before you kiss him softly.
" 'm sorry, princess, ya know what, tomorrow we go out. Where do we go? Aquarium?"
"Any place is fine, I just want to be with you… Oli"
His eyes widen slightly, before a hearty chuckle leaves his lips, how can those simple words make his heart flip? Maybe the answer is you, Oliver always knew that deep down, you made him softer, that even a simple gesture of yours, could make him fawn for hours.
Your hands cup his cheeks, pulling him in another breathtaking kiss, as Oliver kisses you back, his muscular arms embracing you, giving that familiar feeling of warmth and security, he only can bring you.
“Oliver, I love you… I will keep saying that until my throat hurts and bleeds and mouth goes dry.”
“Don’t steal my pick-up lines! Now I need to think of something else!” He laughs as you grin in response.
Now it’s his turn to cup your cheeks, placing a chaste kiss on your forehead, then nose, cheeks and finally, your lips. At each kiss, you hum softly, his facial hair brushing against your skin, making you smile.
“No words can express how much I love you. I don’t think even exists the perfect language capable of translating into words my burning love for you, princess. No words can describe how loudly my heart beats at the mere sight of your smile, every day when I woke up beside you, or when you scold me when I overwork, or when we have sex, and we show each other our deepest selves. I think that I’m lucky to have you beside me.”
You shake your head, trying to hold back your tears “I’m lucky to have you with me, Oli, I’m glad Fate made us meet.”
He chuckles softly as he wipes off your tears, before making you lay on the bed, kissing you one last time.
“Lemme show you, how much I love you” he murmurs before sliding inside you.
You gasp and close your eyes, your body slowly accommodates to his presence, your hands desperately run to his, locking fingers together.
“I wanna feel you closer” You murmur between a moan and another, as Oliver nods, his hips moving slowly, as if he was trying to memorize the scene in front of his eyes.
“You’re so clingy tonight, baby~” He grins as you frown “Sorry, sorry.”
His hips continue to rut into yours, gradually increasing speed, his only focus is now filling you up, he doesn’t mind creating a small family with you, a symbol of your love. Fuck it, only thinking about you, round with his kids, made him lose all the control he had.
Under him, you can just moan and whisper his name, the pleasure is so overwhelming that you can’t think straight anymore, you just want him inside you.
“Fuck it, baby, I’m gonna knock you up! You will look so fucking beautiful with my child.” He grunts as his hips move faster and rougher than before.
You can just nod and slowly, you start moving your hips, trying to meet up with his pace. The familiar feeling of orgasm clouds your mind and goes blank, as you cum all over his length, dirtying the sheets too, you will have to change them, but later, now you just want Oliver cumming inside your walls. You whine when he puts your legs over his shoulders, now his dick touches your sweet spot. A string of moans leave your lips, as his fingers now are rubbing your puffy clit.
“Such a messy baby~” He remarks “Gonna fill you up! Gonna make you a mama, will you be the mama for my kids, right?”
It’s just a matter of minutes, before Oliver empties himself inside you, spurts of cum filling your pussy, as he collapses onto you, tired and sweaty. His head tucked between your breasts, he listens to your heartbeat, a calming tune, and closes his eyes.
Silence fills the room, as you lay tangled into each other, he tries to slip out, but you stop him, by wrapping your arms around his waist.
“Let’s stay like this… Hold me, Oli.” You murmur, kissing his forehead, and you feel his cheek nuzzling in your chest.
“If my princess wants that, who am I to disobey?”
You chuckle, fingers running through his hair, enjoying this precious memory of you and him tangled into each other’s embrace.
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Husband Lucien Drabble/headcanon (?)
A/n: so, as we all know how delulu i am for lulu, i like to pretend and imagine that my future partner would be the exact copy paste of lulu (please dont break my lil delulu world, i know this is highly improbable).
this lil thing is based off of a lil tiktok i saw of a dude (i dont know his name, but im pretty sure he was some actor) in an interview, and he gets a call from his wife (or partner, im not sure) and he literally pauses the interview to have a lil chat with his wifey and tells the audience to say hi too then ends the call with a lil i love you and i thought it was soo cute 🥺
and of course, i couldnt resist writing this thing
(if we wat this for the other bois, lemme know 😉)
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Lucien's pov.
The meeting was going very well, and Lucien wondered why he had been so stressed out about it.
This would be a huge opportunity for his business, and he had been nervous about it, the fear of it not going well eating him alive.
Of course, Y/n was always there to soothe his worries, but he could not help but stay up long after she had gone to sleep, snoring softly, cuddled up in his arms, and fear he was nothing but the disappointment his father and brothers believed him to be.
But it seemed all his fears were in vain, because as soon as he stepped in the meeting room an hour ago, everything had to be going great.
The important official from the company Lucien was going to be partnered with- if all went well- opened her mouth, a seductive glint in her eyes, and turned to Lucien.
She had been doing that since the meeting started, and Lucien had realised she was trying to flirt with him within the first five minutes.
But she didn't get the opportunity to speak, as Lucien's phone rang at that exact moment.
The contact that flashed across the screen of his phone brought out a huge grin on his face.
My lady.
Lucien was no into the lady and lord thing, but Y/n was, and so he saved her contact as that.
Everyone paused, looking between Lucien and his phone, and he gave them an apologetic grin. "It's my wife. Hope you don't mind if I answer the call."
Lucien watched the woman's face go slack in shock, before an embarrassed blush spread on her face.
Lucien turned away slightly, ignoring his friends' glares, and answered the call.
He had never ignored her calls, and he was not going to now, meeting be damned.
"Hello, darling." Lucien mumbled.
"Oh, hi Lucien." She sounded relieved. "I thought I might have interrupted you. Have you drank enough water today?"
Lucien tried to fend off the grin that climbed on his face.
"Yes love, I drank two bottles of water from morning till now."
"Good. Wait- what time was your meeting going to start?"
"At twelve o'clock."
Lucien waited as she drew her conclusion.
"It's one o'clock now." A pause. "Has the meeting ended?"
"No."
"What? You are talking to me in the middle of the meeting right now?" Her voice increased in pitch.
"Yes."
"Oh my god Lucien, why would you do that!"
"Because you called?"
Y/n heaved a heavy sigh. "Lucien." Despite her exasperated tone, he could hear the smile in her voice, and he smiled.
"I'll call you later. Text me after you're done with the meeting."
He grinned again. "Sure love."
"Bye." She was definitely grinning now. "Love you."
"Love you too, my lady. Bye."
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Loving Mr.Munson- Extra
A fun little extra based on this Ask:
I wanna have a massage night with older!eddie and feel his mechanic hands alllll over me 💦💦
He's a magic man, and he's got magic hands
🛑 MATURE CONTENT - SMUT WARNING- 18+ MINORS DNI 🛑
You saw the light on your work voicemail blinking. Please don't let it be another work related issue, this week had already been absolutely horrendous. You looked at the clock on the wall in your office, three hours till quitting time, then it was the weekend and it couldn't come fast enough.
You sighed and checked your messages, first message, work related but something that could be put off till Monday, thank God. You pressed the button to hear the next message,
" Hey Darlin," Your heart melted at the sound of his voice." Just wanted to let you know I'm picking up dinner on my way home tonight. I know you've had a shit week, but I promise I'm about to make it all better. I've got plans for you Sweetheart. Hope the rest of your day flies by, can't wait to see you when you get home. Love ya baby, bye."
You sighed. You were the luckiest woman on the planet. You thanked God every day for this man, for the strange twist of fate that brought you two together. This past year had been a whirlwind, a crazy tornado of change- a new man, new friendships, happiness that you had never imagined possible and love,so much love. And you can't leave out the incredible sex. Eddie Munson was the man of your dreams, and he just so happened to also be your husband.
You were busy the rest of the day, which was fine because it made the last couple of hours fly by, and before you know it it was time to leave.
You rushed home , eager to see what your amazing man had in store for you. You had barely made it up the stairs when the door opened and you were swept inside. It didn't matter that it had only been hours since the last time Eddie had seen you, every day you got home you were greeted like it had been aged since the last time he saw you. Arm encircled your waist, pulling you close, full plush lips on yours, then a bit of Eddie nuzzling into your neck, trailing light kisses and breathing in your scent. This was your favorite part of the day, the part that made all of your worries and days troubles disappear. On the off chance that you were the first one home you would listen for him to pull in then run and jump into his arms . Your life was like a cheesy Hallmark movie, and you loved it.
" Hey Babygirl, how was your day?" Eddie tilted your chin up lightly with his finger and kissed the tip of your nose.
" Much better now that I am here with you." You smiled up at him. He was so goddamn beautiful.
" Well I have a nice relaxing night planned for us Princess, " you felt his hands wander down to your ass, giving it a squeeze." Starting with dinner and some wine, a little dessert -"
" Are you my dessert?" You smirked, wrapping your arms around his neck.
He smiled." I can be, but I did actually get dessert. I picked up a cheesecake-"
" You got me a cheesecake? Baby, your the fucking best! How did you know I needed a cheesecake?"
" It's my wifey sense, you know like a sixth sense. I can just feel it-"
You laughed." You know me better than I know myself Baby ."
" I know you inside and out." He smirked and raised an eyebrow. "I got us a lovely red wine to go with our pepperoni pizza," He motioned to the table that he had set, wine bottle open, pizza box, napkins and a candle lit in the center."Let's go eat darling, get fucking wine tipsy and then retire into the bedroom. "
" That sounds like a wonderful plan." You hugged him tight." Thank you Eddie. Thank you for knowing exactly what I needed."
" That's my job Doll. " He kissed your lips. "Come on Sweet cheeks, let's eat and then we can move on to the more intimate portion of the night." He winked at you.
" Oohhh, I like the sounds of that."
The two of you sat and ate your pizza by candlelight, polished off the bottle of wine and were feeling sufficiently silly when Eddie picked you up in his arms and carried you into the bedroom.
He tossed you on the bed where you bounced and giggled when he tackled you, undressing you and attacking you with kisses. You laughed and your heart felt light in a way that only Eddie was capable of making you feel.
" Now Darlin, are you ready for Eddie Munson's magic fingers?" He rolled you onto your tummy and straddled the backs of your legs.
" I'm pretty sure I have been at the mercy of your magical fingers Sir."
" Yes well, this is different. Are you ready to be whisked away into a realm of pleasure and relaxation?"
" I was born ready Munson." You rested your head on your pillow and felt Eddie reached up and sweep your hair into a ponytail. Jesus, he was so thoughtful.
You sighed as you felt him reach for a bottle of lotion on your nightstand, lightly kiss your neck, shoulders and back before sitting back on his heels. Moments later you smelled the calming scent of lavender. You were half expecting to feel a cold squirt of lotion on your back but was pleasantly surprised when he squirted it into his hands first to warm it up.
He started with your neck and shoulders, "Your so fucking tight Sugar. This must be where you carry your stress. I'm going to use a little more pressure 'kay, let me know if it is too much." He leaned in a little more.
You groaned, "S'perfect."
You could feel the heat radiating off of his mostly naked body as he leaned over you , slowly working his way down, and it felt like absolute heaven. His strong, rough hands were gentle as he worked into all the muscles and knots, his talented hands gliding over your skin, and you could feel your body melting into your mattress.
" Mmmmmm, Baby, that feels amazing."
" You like that Angel? Let me know if you want it a little harder-"
" Mmmhmmm, please..." You could barely even manage words at the moment, hell, you hoped you weren't drooling.
" Your so fucking soft, " he circled his thumbs along either side of your spine working his way down to your lower back.
"Awwww, yes Eddie-"
" Sweetheart, your making me fucking hard with all those pretty little noises your making."
He wasn't kidding, you could feel his erection against your ass .
" I can't help it when it feels so fucking good, your fucking hands, magic," you whispered.
You could hear him groan. Your poor, sweet man was getting aroused just by rubbing lotion on you. You felt his hands grab your hips, felt him lightly rutting up against you. You pressed back into him.
" Fuck, you got me all wound up." He squeezed your ass, kneaded it, you moaned.
" See that is exactly what I mean. Goddamn it Princess, your so fucking hot, " He leaned down across your body to your ear." See what you do to me baby, you turn me into a fucking pathetic high school kid that can't help but fucking grind into you halfway into a full body massage because your side boob and soft skin are sending me over the fucking edge."
You smiled to yourself, looking over your shoulder. "There is nothing sexier than your spouse being so aroused simply by touching you that he could blow his load. That to me is romantic."
Eddie buried his face in your neck, drawing in a deep breath of your lavender scented skin, kissing your neck and shoulders ."I'm glad you find it endearing ." He sat back on his heels, "Sorry for the brief intermission, where were we?"
" Uh, I think you were about to fuck me."
" I don't think we were quite there yet, I haven't even started on the front-"
" I'm fucking there Baby. Feeling your big strong hands all over my body, gliding around, I'm so ready. If you don't believe me...."
You felt his hand slide from your ass down between your legs, you purred as he ran his fingers through your slit."Jesus Christ, your fucking soaked."
" All because of you baby." You slowly pushed yourself up on your hands and knees, body so relaxed it felt like putty. You looked over your shoulder and bit your lip. " I'm ready for the more intimate part of tonight and I know that you are too. "
He quickly tore his boxers off. " Prettiest sight I've ever seen Darlin."
You dipped your back down and stuck your ass further in the air, stretching like a cat, you looked over your shoulder again and saw him smile.
He grabbed your hips." Is this how you want me Kitten?"
You nodded. " I want to feel you deep inside me."
He sat up higher on his knees, stroked himself a couple of times, his manhood still rock hard." I will take real good care of you Babygirl."
" I know you will baby ."
He ran the head of his cock through your slippery folds, teasing your clit, your body humming, then slowly, he entered you.
" Fuck, baby-" you groaned as he bottomed out. You felt so full of him from this angle." Oh God Eddie."
"I know Doll." He slowly withdrew than plunged back in." Fuuuuck, Sweetheart."
He started off slow, slowly dragging his cock in and out of you, lazily rolling his hips, making you moan, it felt so fucking good." More baby, please-"
You felt his grip on your hips tighten as he pistoned into you, his body slamming into yours.
" Jesus Christ, sweet pussy taking me so well Darlin, your so fucking good for me baby, so good."
You whimpered as he pounded ,"Eddie," You felt a strong arm slide under your stomach, carefully he pulled your body up so that your back was flush with his chest. He braced himself with one leg on the floor and thrusted up into you. You gasped as he hit the sensitive spot inside you.
He leaned into your ear, his hand slipping from your waist to in-between your legs, where he circled the little bud there. You moaned ." Is that the spot Angel? Is that the spot that is going to make you fall apart? " He thrusted again.
" I'm so close," You slid your hand along your skin to your breast, pinching your nipple, fondling it. Eddie growled.
All of the sensations were incredible and overwhelming, the fullness, the closeness of his hard body to yours, and the intimacy of it all. You felt the familiar wave of pleasure slam into you, making your body buckle then go limp, and he held you through it all.
" Don't worry my Love, I've got you." He fucked you through your orgasm, than moments later his own. You felt his heart beating against your back, his ragged breaths on your neck.
" Incredible, absolutely fucking incredible." He said as he lightly dragged his teeth across your shoulder, then leaned his forehead against you.
" Every. Single. Fucking. Time Eddie, You blow me away."
He kissed your neck than your cheek. " It's my sixth sense, I'm telling you Dollface."
You laughed. " That's got to be it." You sighed. "Holy shit Baby, between the massage and that incredible fuck, I feel like I'm a limp noodle. I feel like I could sleep for days."
Eddie carefully laid you down in the bed than covered you up, placing a chaste kiss to your forehead. He pulled up his boxers." You can't go to bed just yet, Sweet Girl, I still have plans for you."
" I don't know if I can handle anything else, you've turned my body to jelly Munson."
He smirked." Uh, your welcome. Don't worry Kitty, I promise you can handle this." He kissed you again than quickly ran out of the room.
You stretched, and smiled. This is exactly what you had needed. You were relaxed and loose and extremely satisfied. There wasn't anything that could make this night better-
" Dessert! We couldn't forget dessert!" He walked in carrying two small plates of cheesecake grinning from ear to ear.
You smiled." I see you brought us each a plate, smart man, I get awfully possessive of my cheesecake."
" Trust me, I know better." He handed you a plate than sat beside you in bed. He cut off a hunk , picked it up and fed it to you.
" Your so romantic." You beamed .
" Nah, I'm just a guy that's head over heels in love with his wife. Eat up Sweetcheeks,we got to refuel, I still have the whole front side of you to massage, and with those perfect tits, we could be here for hours . I have a feeling that we will run into a similar situation as last time."
You threw your head back and laughed." We'll be running on nothing but love and cheesecake till we are totally spent. "
" Sounds like a perfectly good Friday night to me."
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Oh goodie..
I was wondering like if there is a situation when Lloyd has been away for few days..not so willingly..couldn’t leave his wifey..but has to go..wifey has to practically push him out of house..
And meanwhile back home she falls a bit sick..so she avoids video call with him ..only audio calls becoz she doesn’t wants to worry him and makes an excuse that her phone is not working properly..
But hey Lloyd hansen is a smart man..he gets to know..come on you can’t lie to Lloyd Hansen 😎
What follows after.?.
#the mobster’s wife
#lloyd hansen
#plus size reader
Mob!Lloyd Hansen x Plus Size Reader
latest chapter: The Mobster’s Wife (2)
warnings: fluff, being sick, fever, cold, sneezing, sniffling, mentions of medicine. A little angsty (but not really) soft!Lloyd.
a/n: Loved the concept, and this was supposed to be short lol but I couldn’t control. Hope you like it.
Your dear husband was supposed to go out of town for his business. He tried to get out it in every way possible, some of which involved harsh language and minor threats which he didn’t like to use in front of you hence those calls took place in his office room. Still no use.
That was an important deal and it could have been risky if the head, that is Lloyd Hansen wasn’t present. And you understood that very well which was why you told, requested, pleaded, almost forced Lloyd to go.
“Fine. I’ll go.” Lloyd let out, after a heavy sigh and it was followed by a pout. His pouts and adorable facial expressions worked on you most of the time but you clearly understood the importance of the task that was at hand, and honestly so did Lloyd, even then, he didn’t want to leave you alone, he didn’t want to go.
“Good.” You kissed his cheek which made it very difficult for Lloyd to hold the smile that tried to slip up on his face. No your husband was determined to put on a dramatic and slightly hurt expression. That made you smile and gave him a kiss on the lips which finally made Lloyd break character and he smiled.
“I’ll miss you wifey.”
“I’ll miss you too hubby. It’s just three days, it’ll pass pretty quickly don’t worry.”
“Three Days!! 72 hours, that’s pretty long.”
“Oh my dramatic husband.” You chuckled.
Lloyd wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close. He pressed a soft kiss on your forehead.
“I love you princess.”
“I love you too Lloyd.”
After Lloyd left, you decided to spend the afternoon by relaxing and ended up taking a nap. When you woke up, it was raining.
Suddenly you wanted to go out in the rain. So you did. It had been a long time and it was so fun. You went to the terrace. The raindrops felt cold yet so refreshing against your skin. You giggled but also missed Lloyd very much.
Different scenarios played in your mind about what the two of you might have done in the rain. Some were very romantic like dancing in the rain, and others made you feel warm and shy.
A big sneeze interrupted your thoughts. You immediately went inside.
It was just a sneeze right? Nothing major, you thought to yourself.
Well you were wrong. By evening you came down with a cold.
Meanwhile Lloyd was done with his work for the day and decided to call you.
You were sneezing and sniffling, sitting on the bed with boxes of tissues, and made yourself a cup of tea. When your phone started ringing, you saw your husband’s nam. He was attempting a video call.
If Lloyd found out you got sick, he would definitely come back home, and probably even blame himself for leaning you alone.
You let the phone ring until it stopped and then immediately called him back but it was a voice call.
“Hey baby, you okay? why didn’t you pick up?”
“Hi, sorry I just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. And I um, I was changing and that’s why I didn’t pick up the video call.” Lloyd’s mind straight went to how you might be looking at that moment, where you in a towel, in your night dress or perhaps… Lloyd shook his head trying to stop his thoughts and focused on talking.
“How are you doing wifey? Missing me?” A sneeze was about to ruin your act, you somehow controlled it.
“Baby? You there?” Lloyd asked when he didn’t receive a reply. You were too busy suppressing the sneeze.
“Sorry yeah I’m h-here. Missing you so much.”
“Miss you more. But wifey, you know your voice sounds different everything alright?”
“Hey I’ll go eat something, talk to you later okay?” You hung up.
Lloyd was taken aback for a moment. Why did you hang up so quick? Didn’t even say “I love you”. Also why did your voice sound different? Were you hiding something?
It made you sad to hang up on Lloyd but you didn’t want him to worry too much. It’s just a cold. You’ll take a medicine and you’ll be fine.
Next day Lloyd tried to video call again. You realised if you don’t pick up he may understand something was wrong. So you picked up while preparing answers to some expected questions.
“Hey wifey h- wait what happened? are you sick?” Your face looked tired, you couldn’t sleep properly last night and you were sniffling.
“No no hubby, I was just seeing a sad movie and crying. And now I’m sniffling.”
Lloyd nodded but somehow he wasn’t fully convinced. Lloyd Hansen was a smart and attentive man, but his senses heightened even more when it came to you.
“What movie is it?” And just like that you could see your act slipping.
“Um, The Lion King. Yeah, always makes me cry.” You said in between sniffles and a sneeze.
“Alright I have some things to attend. Just wanted to make sure you’re alright. After last night’s call something felt off. I guess I was just overthinking.” Lloyd admitted, more to himself than to you.
“I’m alright my love. Take care. I love you.” You smiled. Lloyd’s face showed that he was genuinely worried. Made you feel sad, but you also realised how much he truly cared for you.
“Love you too, wifey.” You both hung up.
You didn’t feel like eating anything or moving from the bed. Your head started aching and you curled up in a ball. Maybe you should have told Lloyd- No no, you could manage on your own.
Lloyd’s gut feeling told him it wasn’t the movie that caused your sniffles. Luckily he managed to complete everything he needed to in less than two days so he could quickly go back home to you.
The whole day you kept lying on the bed, turning and tossing, you touched your forehead and it was warm. You dragged yourself up and had a medicine before plopping down on the bed again. You wrapped a blanket when you felt too cold then again pushed it away when you started feeling hot.
It continued for sometime. You were too tired and sleep deprived to hear the noises downstairs. As Lloyd was making his way up the stairs, loud sneezes and coughs from the bedroom made him speed up.
“Wifey?” The door opened with a bang and made up jump. You sat up and looked at your husband.
“What are-“ Another sneeze, you couldn’t complete.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were sick. Oh my god, look at you.” Lloyd rushed beside you.
“No wait, you’ll get sick too.”
“I don’t care.”
You told him everything and Lloyd just shook his head. You gulped. Was he angry? Disappointed?
“You should have told me. I could have come back sooner.”
“That’s exactly why I didn’t tell you. I didn’t want you to compromise with your work.” Lloyd never thought someone could actually care about him so much.
“Nothing is more important than you and your well-being my love.”
“I’m sorry.” Lloyd smiled softly, moving some hair from your face which was stuck on your forehead due to sweating.
“H-how are you back early?”
“I finished my work early.” Well you were relieved that you didn’t hamper his work anyway.
Lloyd pampered you even more than usual. He fed you some warm soup, which he made. Changed your clothes, without looking at you. And gave you some medicine.
You insisted him to stay away so that he didn’t fall sick as well but he didn’t listen. Instead he wrapped you up with a blanket like a burrito and pulled you closer.
“See? I’m not touching you. So now we can cuddle.” He smiled. “Come on princess, you need to sleep.”
The next day you were feeling much better. Lloyd still didn’t let you move from the bed much. Taking very good care of you.
And that made you realise, as dramatic as it might sound, Lloyd’s presence beside you was the major reason you got well quickly.
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Chris loves love part 19!
A/n: Last warning for those not the age of 18 do not read this chapter, for those who are 18 and up....Enjoy 😏
time skip:a day.
"chrissy where is my swimsuit?" i ask as i dig through the suitcase i brought with us.
"Should be in the side pocket love" I dig through and say. "Ah ha found you!" Chris walks out in just shorts. I blink. 'Whoa"
Chris smiles. "Like what you see?" I nod. "Yes husband..i sure do" i walk over and kiss him and say. 'I'll be right out"
Chris smiles as i walk into the bathroom, i change into this cute bikini.
I walk out. 'Ready to go Mister Evans?" Chris almost chokes on his water. "oh shit babe you look...no i'm sorry that won't work" My jaw drops. "what do you mean?" "don't you have something that will cover up more?"
"your joking right?" i roll my eyes. "Chris I'm wearing a ring no guy will come close to me ok?" he nods. 'Sorry guess i'm...worried." i sit on the bed. "Come here"
He sits by me and i say. "What are you worried about? Sweetheart this is our honeymoon and men should mind their own fucking mind if they see me in this only my husband ok?"
He nods. "Sorry Em" I smile and stand up holding my hand out. "Come on the water looks amazing!" We walk out of our villa and chris smiles looking at the sun.
Chris sees me looking at the sun and he says. "Em" I look and he snaps a picture. "perfect for my phone." he sets it as his lock screen. I walk over and look at it.
"Wow ok that look great babe" Chris smiles and kisses my head. "want to go for a swim?" I smile. "You think i just picked this outfit for the beach?"
Chris and i get towels on the sand and chris scoops me up. 'Chris!" We jump in the water and i say. "Cold!"
Chris says as he swims around. "You'll warm up babe" I shake my head swimming to him. "We have a hot tub in back" I say in his ear.
Chris smiles. "well before that i want some pictures with my wifey" I smile and wrap my arms around his neck when a big waves crashes into us pressing me into him making me moan softly feeling my core press on his bulge.
My eyes go wide and i swim to shore and dry off.
Chris walks out of the water and i hand him a towel. "here" he takes it giving me a weird look. "You alright Em?" I nod not looking at him. "Fine just cold" I hear chris call someone over to get a pic of us. I sit by chris and he wraps his arms around me and we smile and Chris kisses me.
We thank the man and head back to our vila which looks like this.
Chris says. "Did you want to change first?" I nod. "sure thanks" I walk past him and he grabs my arm lightly. "Em what's wrong?" I look up at him. "Nothing sorry just...let me change then i'll tell you ok?" he nods. "i love you" I flash him a smile. "I love you too" i kiss him then walk into the bathroom.
i change into this dress and walk out.
Chris's jaw drops making me laugh. "Haven't seen me in a white dress before?" i smirk and grab my heels and slip them on. "So where are we going for dinner?"
Chris says. "You pick the place Misses Evans" I smile and sit on the bed. "oh i know a great place my friend told me about it called the Kaani Princess"
Chris puts on a dress shirt. "Interesting name how far is that from us?" I pull my phone out and see scott texted me.
Scott-baby making!? 😏
i swipe his message away and say. "um about half an hour they close at midnight" Chris get some pants on. "works for me"
We head to dinner and have wonderful time but when we get back to our room i get another text from scott.
Scott-Emily...?
I turn my phone off. "I'm going to bed" Chris looks at me as i grab my pjs and walk into the bathroom.
I change into this then walk back out.
I slip into bed and shut my eyes. Chris gets ready for bed then says as he kisses my ear then my neck. "Em what's bothering you?"
I huff and turn to face him. "Everyone is pressing me about...having...you know..on the first night and i don't want too!" Chris smiles at me. "baby I won't push you and they shouldn't too ok? I can wait until your ready alright?" I nod. "this honeymoon was suppose to be fun but not when my friends are asking me private stuff!"
I sniffle.
Chris frowns. "I'll talk to scott in the morning ok?" I nod again. "just don't be mad at him honey...at least...not to much" I smile. Chris kisses my head and says. "I love you so much Em" I close my eyes. "I love you too"
Time skip:three days.
"Ah home sweet home" Chris says as he picks me up carrying me into our well his house i moved in a week before we got married.
Chris sets me down and dodger barks greeting us. I kneel to the floor. "Hey buba!" i smile as i pet him. "he missed us" Chris smiles kneeling by me. "yes he sure did uh bubba?" I stand up and say. 'I'm going to go unpack umm..give me a five mins ok?"
Chris looks at me. "What are you planning?" i smile. "you'll see" i lean down kissing his lips softly. "hmm ok" Chris says as i pull away walking away from him.
I pull out a cute outfit and put it on.
I look at myself in the mirror. "Don't back out now Em we want this..we want Chris"
Chris hears the soft music coming from the bedroom and walks to the door. "Em everything ok?" I say as i fix my hair. "uh y..yes chris all good...umm..come In" I say as i lean on the wall.
Chris walks in. "Emily what's-" he looks at me and says. "Oh myyyy" I smile. "Sit down on the bed please" I just smile and straddle his lap. I could see that Chris was red and I could hear his heartbeat from here. I got closer to him until I could feel his breath on my skin.
He loved my mouth. Hot and sweet.I was teasing him with my tongue, flicking and brushing in ways that drove him insane.
He brushed the hair out of my face as I grinded on him, and the two of us looked deep into each other's eyes. My eyes were filled with love for him, my eyes said everything he was feeling.
He immediately kissed me back I moaned as He kissed my way down from my lips to my chest.
Chris immediately put my right breast into his mouth, and began to suck on it as He kneaded the other with his hand. "Chrissy that feels...good"
"yea? you like that babe?" He asks. I nod.
His hand went to my lacy panties and he ripped them off. His fingers slid up my slit. Roaming up to mythrobbing clit. "Chris" I whispered breathlessly. "What baby? What do you want hmm?"
He said deeply. "You!"
I said loudly. "Chris i need you" I felt his cock next to my thigh. He grabbed it and slid it up and down my wet folds.
Then he fully slid into me stretching my tight walls. "Holy fuck babygirl your so fucking tight!"
He said into my ear. He picked me up and flips me on the bed. Making me giggle. He took off his Grey shirt and i see his chest,abs and tattoos. "i didn't know you had tatts"
He kisses my neck. He kissed my lips once more while cupping my cheek. I let out another moan. He began to kiss down my jaw to my neck and breasts. Giving them each the attention they deserved.
He grabbed my wrists in his larger hand and held them above my head while he slowly pushed into me. "Ah!" I say from the burning pain.
"it's okay it won't hurt for long"
Chris thrusted into me over and over again. I felt my stomach tighten. I felt myself clench tightly around him. "Cum sweetgirl cum with me."
He groaned while releasing into me. So did I. I panted. While he rolled over landing By me with a smile.
We both laid there. "That was..." I began to say but he cuts me off. "Amazing!" He said and kissed my head.
He said in response pulling you onto his chest. I laid there.I felt my eyes get heavy and Chris looks at me and says. "get some sleep i'll get lunch on" he kisses my head and i am so tired i don't say anything i just fall asleep.
A/n: thanks for reading this! just one more chapter for this fic. I'll have that up when i can.
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Am I just a fan? (30/9/2023)
still coping <3
The honoured one, Gojo Satoru was a very famous singer and I was the number one fan. He had the prettiest voice and the most beautiful face, and most importantly, he was ripped. He was an award winning singer and had an assuring future waiting for him. I was literally freaking out because he was coming back to Japan in a month for a fan meet, and lucky enough for me, I was picked.
Looking forward to the day I’ll be seeing him in person, I tried out the best clothes I had, tried doing my makeup perfectly and went to pierce my ears because I heard that he liked girls with earrings. His aesthetic, his ideal type, I know all of it, and tried to sculpt myself as that. But I wasn’t pretty enough, I mean how could I remove all my pimples in time for the fan meet? There was just too many of them… My mom, who wasn’t supportive of me liking him, tried to bribe me into staying home instead of going to see him. But I was rebellious and in love, so I was going anyways.
That day, he was wearing a hoodie and sweat pants, with sunglasses hanging on his nose perfectly. I knew I was radiating ‘in love’ energy, but I didn’t know that he would notice. “Are you a fan?” He walked over to me, and I was basically sweating in my crop top, and mentally thanking myself for putting deodorant on this morning. “I am,” I manage to muster out, and he chuckled and told me I was cute. I held onto his album package so that it won’t touch the floor as I was embarrassed and flustered. “I’ll see you later, cutie.”
Cutie? Was he always such a flirt?
The paper ring I folded for him is in my pocket, it matches with the one I folded for myself. And when it was finally my turn to sit in front of him, he just laughed and smiled and said, “Aww, my princess is here for me.” I couldn’t help but wonder if he tells everyone the same thing. Throwing away these thoughts, I hand him the paper ring, and he wears it on his ring finger smoothing while signing on his album. Time goes faster when you’re with the person you love and before I knew it I was shoved down the stage and then was forced to leave.
Opening the page he signed on, there was a number under the signature, 010-XXX-XXX, and there was a ‘call me’ written just below the number. I take out my cell phone and dial the number, he picked up on the third ring. “Who’s this?” he asked. Holy shit it was him, Gojo Satoru, and I’m talking to him right now! “It’s me.” and as if he recognises the voice, he quickly switches his tone, and goes “Princess? Oh how I missed you, it’s been two hours since I last saw you~”
Oh my, so the princess thing wasn’t a joke, “Do you call everyone nicknames?” I asked and he kind of sounded offended, “No?? Why? Do you not like me calling you princess? I can call you darling, love, sweetheart, cutie, or even my future wifey. What do you prefer?”
The blush on my face reddened, “Actually princess is okay, just leave it be. And why would you leave your number under your signature?”
“I can’t? Aren’t you the person that stalked me when I first debuted? My first and most supportive fan?”
He remembered.
“In fact, I am. Why? Do you want to repay me?” I joked, not knowing that he was actually serious, like very serious. “Actually yeah, as you know I’m kind of in a scandal right now and I need to get out of it, would you like to pretend to be my girlfriend?” Okay, he wasn’t joking, he didn’t sound like it, “Are you serious?” He was. “I am. Please.” Who am I to pass such an amazing chance? “Sure, I’m down.”
Before I knew it, our fake relationship began.
The paparazzi followed us everywhere, when Satoru took me out shopping, photos were taken; when Satoru took me kayaking, photos were taken; when Satoru took me back to his place, photos were taken. So this was his life, a life without any privacy. I felt bad and stayed with him. Before long, most of my personal information was leaked, like how I studied high school in England and my parents are divorced, Satoru was there for me when it happened. But it’s okay because he was here with me.
“Ice cream?” he asked when we were at his house, escaping from the media and gaining privacy for ourselves. “Yeah, what flavour do you have?” He opened the fridge, clearly looking at its contents “I have strawberry, chocolate and vanilla right now, what do you want?” I shrugged, “Whatever you want actually.” And he grabbed the chocolate ice cream and walked over to me. “Let’s watch a movie while we’re at it.” I took the ice cream from him and was heading to the sofa, “The new one that you’re starring in?” He chuckled, and he looked so young, like he was a teenager again, “Nah, let’s watch something romantic.”
He jumped on the sofa, and draped a blanket over the two of us, holding the ice cream in his big hand. He took the controller and chose that new Disney movie - Elemental. “Forbidden love? I mean how can fire and water be together.” I state, and he was just crying whenever the two of them had an interaction. “You’re so emotionless, princess, look at them, they’re in love and that’s all that matters.” I just watch the movie with the singer himself sniffling next to me.
“Say, princess.” I hummed in response, “Do you want to date? For real?” I dropped my spoon of chocolate ice cream on the white tiles, and my jaw also dropped, “You’re not joking?” And his eyes looked serious, “We’ve been doing this fake dating thing for like half a year already and I really fell for you at first sight, I really like you, princess, can you let me take care of you?” I wasn’t ready for this, it seemed like a prank at the very least. A world known singer asking a girl who hasn’t even finished college to date, what joke is that? I just laughed, “Satoru, its not funny.”
Then he pulled my chin and forced me to look at him, “My princess, my love, falling in love with you at first sight was easy, but having you by my side always made me fall for you even more. Forbidden love, Amber and Wade had it just like us, you’re fire and I’m water, we live in two worlds but I’m just somehow in love with you. I’d do anything to be with you. Just say the word and I’d even leave the industry right now. I love you, and I’m not joking, please stay with me until we grow tired of each other.”
Satoru looked desperate, and I couldn’t resist but agree, “Yeah, I’ll stay with you, but just don’t do anything reckless, okay?” He looked relieved,“I promise,” and I smile, “I love you too, my super star.”
And then his lips were on mine. Forbidden love? It’s no more.
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FEMINISATION. feat Male Reader
content warning. Free use, feminisation, exhibitionism, wifeyfication, humiliation.
Shall Wifey-fy you. Sees you as their little wife. You get that role in the household they share with you. Wanted someone to look after them, cook for them, keep your living space clean, looking cute. Will allow baggier clothes that have more of a gender neutral look but would slowly push for you to wear those little checkered dresses, lingerie underneath everyday. Wants a wife, will get a wife. Comes back home, tired, and will just sink into you. Hey, you're their wife, their property, free use will be a thing often.
Will either be good spouses or strict ones. Depends. Either you're worked to the bone trying to maintain every single little thing in that house, getting up early and only going to bed after each dish has been washed up and the table prepped for breakfast tomorrow morning. That or, they want you to indulge in this life, wearing clothes they picked for you and just doing meal stuff every now and then, but you're main job is to let them kneel down and lift your skirts to go down on you after coming home. Starts investing in panties that have the back section missing for easy access to your ass, but presses your cock against your tummy, effectively hiding it. That or invests in a cock cage, just to wear the key around their neck.
Sucks on your nipples as they finger your ass, every part of your pliable and open for them. All that training, they muse as they line up their cock/strap-on to your eager hole, was worth it for a such a perfect house wife.
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They do it to humilate you. Poor thing, shaking hands gripping your skirt. Can't even look them in the eye, poor stupid thing. As if you never expected this, as if you you didn't know the only thing you should every wear is girly dresses and panties. Either loves you in make up or wants you far more natural, teasing you about flat tits and an excited clit when nudging your crotch with their foot. Forces you to show off your lacy panties to them under the table or anytime they demand, no matter where the two of you are. Likes dresses that are overly pretty, maybe bright, unless you wanna actually be a goth gf for em, depending on who it is. Wants you to beg to be able to change out of these clothes, into your usual ones, but even as they promise that soon, soon you can take the panties off, take the bra off, they lie. You won't be able to find most of your usual clothes, forced to wear the ones they got you for hours on end, maybe having to wear them to the shops to go and buy you new clothes, thought you're the one given strange looks when you emerge in new clothes.
Calls you their pretty little princess, beautiful, their eager little cunt, their naughty pussy. Won't let up on it. More delighted if you're reluctant to show your cock, fully feeling your legs up in public, pushing up the fabric so people glancing over could see a glimpse of your cock, in their crotchless panties. Wannts to do something big, at least once. Fuck you in front of their friends, all dressed up and pretty, just so they also get to see how much you adore being treated like this.
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Uno Reverse time! They want to be the one pretty for you! Wants to be the one who gets to try out different eyeliners and lipstick and hang off your arm, gushing about their boyfriend.
Some of them are going to be way shyer about it, gonna need some encouragment. Too shy to even think about it at first, not used to being seen like that.
Wants to wear garters with your initials dangling off in fancy lettering, pretty panties that match their outfit, pretty jewelry (gold or silver, depends on what kind of mess they are). Depends on the person if this is for them, feeling pretty and empowered and making you shy by slinging their leg over your thigh, smirking at you, knowing you're the only hungrily between their thighs later, pretty lacy thighs clamped around your head. That, or if they're shy, can't believe they were talked into this, growing more excited as your hand drifts up their thigh.
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Ran Haitani: Where The Hell Is My Shirt?
Dust bunnies it’s national holiday in France and I took the opportunity since I had the inspiration to write! I’ll be back soon and I can’t wait to write for everyone of you, I love you and I miss you a lot!
Characther: Tenjiku! Ran Haitani
Warnings: None, Fluff
Plot: Little scene in which Ran Haitani decides to take a disasterful nap, based on this scene!
Here wear it for our date, that’s what said the card in the Dior giftbox. Ran Haitani one of the Tenjiku heavenly kings finally got a date from you, after months of refusing him, he couldn’t be so excited but he was, after all you're the only one worthy of his attention. You can't help but smile looking at the handbag and caress it with your manicured hands, black nail paired up with the purse and slight scented notes from your favourite perfum. How did he noticed that? You ask yourself still breathing the J'adore scent in the bag, Ran is for sure someone that can catch the slightest detail in someone he likes, that’s why when you finally go out and arrive at the meeting point you expect him to be in there probably with a bouquet of flowers in his right hand, but that’s not what happens.
"Shit shit shit" Ran curses with a beadhead frantically looking for his Fendi shirt, he is sure that he setup 5 alarm clocks and asked Rindou to wake him up, but still he founds himself thirty minutes late after taking the disasterful nap. The room is a mess, after hours looking for the best outfit for the date he eventually finds himself taking a nap because he still has time, and finding the perfect outfit it's too tiring. "Real now..." he says seeing the shirt and buttoning it up with trembly hands, it takes some other minutes to complete his look and while braiding his hair the unfateful calling arrives, "Ran where the fuck are you!? Don't tell me you ask me out just to forget and go for bitches or bea-" he sighs already knowing he messed up "I'll be a bit late" he sighs with desperate eyes and when he hears you groan from the other part of the phone he knows he fucked up with you "You're already late and you convinced me to leave my classes before, why it's taking so long, tell me?" you say a bit exhausted "I took a nap..." he says with a blush on his cheeks and finally he hears a giggle from your mouth "A nap? For real? Do you still want to go for the movie or you want to eat something?" you say while looking at the crowd surrounding you and twirling your hair with a smile "It's ok, don't worry about it! No more naps, we have fun!" he replies finally finishing his braids and stepping out of the apartment "I'll see you in a bit, don't miss me too much princess!".
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