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telekineticseance · 23 days

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ALONE

kinktober day twenty-six: masturbation

pairing: doug remer x gn!reader

summary: remer decides to use the toy you bought for him

genre: smut

word count: 980

cw: fingering (m receiving), anal stuff, remer using a toy on himself

author's note: this is entirely new ground for me so uhhh who cheered???

He laid there in the dark room. Thinking. Of you. Of the way you smiled at him, the way your hands touched the waistband of his boxers before you’d pull them down.

The toy you bought him sat on top of his opened suitcase from across the hotel room. You told him to use it when he was away from the thought of you, so he definitely thought about it but had yet to do so. But tonight was different. It was like it called out to him, trying to get his attention.

He let out a small sigh, getting up from the bed and grabbed it along with the lube that sat next to it. Of course the other guys on the team didn’t know what was in his suitcase because if they did, they’d make fun of him more than they make fun of Squeak, and he refused to be placed on the lower scale than that shrimp.

He triple checked that the lock on the hotel room was deadbolted so if Coop used his keycard he couldn’t get in. God forbid that would be the last state he’d want Coop to see him in.

The sound of his clothes gently hitting the ground rang through his ears as he walked back over to his bed through the dimly lit room, the only source of light being the moon as it showed through the blinds.

He let his mind race to thoughts of you as he squeezed the lube onto his fingers, the amount he remembered you would use before laying on his side.

A deep breath escaped from him before he thrusted two fingers in, closing his eyes tightly as he let out a small gasp, a shudder through his spine following closely behind. He thrusted his fingers, small whines escaping from him as he did.

He spread his fingers as he hit his prostate, applying pressure as he let out another small gasp. He continued thrusting his fingers before pulling them away when he felt as though he was prepared enough. Although he had never done anything like this to himself and always let you take the lead, this time was different and he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it.

He grabbed the toy that sat next to him, opening the bottle of lube once again before spreading it on the pink, clear, dildo. He hated that out of all options, you chose the pink one. But it also made him giggle slightly as he slathered the lube on top.

When he felt like it was enough, he readjusted himself, laying on his side again as he spread his legs on the bed slightly, before sliding the dildo in. Slowly at first, his free hand gripping onto the side of the mattress as he let out a small, strangled, whimper. He continued thrusting it in, until all of it was inserted.

He paused for a moment, feeling the sweat on his forehead causing his curls to stick to his face as he adjusted his hips to the length before he started thrusting it slowly. He moved his hips along with it as he thrusted, his breathing getting heavier as he moved, the thoughts of you entering his brain once more.

As time moved, his pacing increased as his moaning grew louder, trying to stay quiet enough so that the other teammates in the rooms next to him couldn’t hear his feminine moans. He bit his bottom lip, trying to suppress his moans as he moved.

He missed you. He wanted you there. He wanted your voice to soothe him as he rapidly hit his prostate, each time sending more chills throughout his body.

Through half lidded eyes he shakily grabbed his phone, calling your number with his free hand, the only sound coming from the phone at first was the ringing before the sound of you answering, “Hey baby it’s late is everything o-”

You were quickly cut off by Remer letting out a long, drawn out moan, followed by your name in almost a whiney, breathy tone.

The moment the sound came through, you knew exactly what was happening as a smile rose on your face.

He felt himself growing closer to the edge as he continued thrusting the pink dildo, the pre cum leaking from his tip as he continued thrusting.

“Baby please,” His voice was a hoarse whisper, “I’m so close.”

“Are you now?” Your voice was soft as it rang through the phone, your voice causing him to moan louder.

“Mmhmm..” He arched his back against the movement as he thrusted deeper, moaning out your name in another pleading tone.

He buried his face in the pillow, muffling his moans as you continued to soothe him on the other side of the phone, sending praises on how good he was doing.

“You’re doing so good, Remer.” Your voice came out through the high pitched moans as he shuddered. His free hand found it’s way to his cock as he stroked it gently, wincing from the sensitivity of the hardened cock.

His eyes rolled back as he grinded his hips against the length, the pressure on his prostate sending him over the edge with the combination of his thumb grazing over his tip as the liquid spewed onto the sheets below him. The only sound coming from his was a loud pornagraphic “Fuck,” followed by him breathing heavily, moaning in between breaths.

He felt so weak as he pulled the dildo out, pushing it away to the other side of the bed as he laid in the sweaty bed, his heart rate beginning to slow the longer he laid there.

“I love you..” His words were soft, not even knowing if you were still on the phone or if you had hung up by now.

“I love you too..”

#doug remer #doug remer x reader #matt stone #matt stone x reader #baseketball #kinktober #kinktober 2023

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telekineticseance · 25 days

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IKE!!!! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH I’M SO GLAD TO HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN!!!!!!

hope all is well <3333

this made me tear up a little <333 thank you for the support

#anon

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telekineticseance · 1 month

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#i love my boyfriend

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telekineticseance · 1 month

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Trey being sweet about platypuses 🥹

#i started crying #gosh i love him :((((

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telekineticseance · 1 month

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greetings earthlings..and others!

ike! 21! pansexual! they/she/he! virgo! infj!

18+ users only! mdni! requests: open!

current fixations: matt stone, trey parker, baseketball, orgazmo, ewan mcgregor, christian bale

twitter: gravemist4ke / tiktok: telekineticseance / my carrd / ao3

masterlist / spotify playlists

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telekineticseance · 1 month

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proud to say my anons/asks are back on so if you have stuff request hmu i did delete everything in the inbox to refresh though. and if you don’t want mattrey but want something different still hit me up in the inbox and if it’s something i’m familiar with i’ll try it! thank y’all! 🫶🏻

#asks #send anons #matt stone #trey parker #matt stone x reader #trey parker x reader #doug remer #doug remer x reader #joe cooper #joe cooper x reader #baseketball

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telekineticseance · 1 month

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NOVEMBER

kinktober day twenty-five: edging

pairing: doug remer x f!reader

summary: no nut november hasn't been treating you and remer too well

genre: smut

word count: 2039

cw: fingering, mild dom!remer, dry humping i wanna say, mild edging (too lazy to make it excessive), p in v

author's note: ignore that it says kinktober and it's literally march...but heyyyyyy how y'all doin. this one is mainly for krystal since she's my biggest supporter but like the others can read too.

At first the idea was fun. Spending the entirety of November not touching one another. Maybe seeing how far the two of you could get before the other one taps out. But now it was starting to get a little ridiculous and you were only halfway through.

This was the longest you and Remer had gone without having some sort of intercourse with one another. And you knew it was probably driving him insane just as much as it drove you insane, considering he seemed to never be able to turn it off.

You glanced over at Remer, feeling his hand as he stroked your thigh gently while the two of you watched a movie with one another. You bit your bottom lip gently, deciding to try and take the opportunity while you had it, after all if he lost first it would be okay if you did.

He held you close against his body as he occasionally gave you a small grin while watching the movie, which you barely knew what was going on even when Remer would get overly excited and start pointing at the screen telling you to watch his “favorite part”. He had a lot of “favorite parts”.

“Are you paying attention?”

“Mmhmm,” You hummed softly, continuing to look at him.

He let out a small laugh as he turned his attention back to you, “No you aren’t.” He moved his hand from your thigh and caressed your cheek, holding your face gently. You rolled your eyes playfully, “Sorry I’m just thinking..”

“What about?” His voice was soft as he looked at you, his thumb stroking your cheek. You gave him a shrug. You didn’t want to tell him what was bothering you because well knowing Remer, he’d probably make fun of you a little.

“Come on, you know you can tell me anything. Was I talking too much during the movie?” From the look in his eyes and the tone in his voice, you knew you were starting to worry him too much so you let out a small sigh.

“I miss…well you know,” You let your finger trail up his thigh gently as he looked at you confused at first before his face altered and he grinned down at you.

“Miss letting the Doctor make you feel good?”

You hated when he called himself that. And he wasn’t even calling himself that. He was calling his “manhood” that. The first time he did he said it was because the Doctor had a PHD….pretty huge…yeah.

You pulled away from him, rolling your eyes as you did so, “Forget it.”

He let out a chuckle before scooting close to you, “I’m sorry I’m sorry.”

His hand touched your arm gently as he got close to you, “We can always do stuff without the..well you know.”

You felt him rest his head on your shoulder, his curls touching your ear as he did. His breath was hot on your neck as he started kissing it lightly, your heart beginning to race almost as if it would leap right out of your chest. His lips moved to yours, as he moved slowly, carefully, almost in a teasing motion.

His tongue made its way into your mouth, as you moved your hands into his hair, feeling his curls wrap around your fingers as you did. He leaned you against the cushions on the couch, hovering over you as he gripped your wrists tightly, pinning them above your head causing you to let out a small moan into his mouth.

He let out a small groan in response, pulling apart as he leaned down to your ear, “God I missed the sound of your moans,” His voice spoke lowly before he chuckled lightly as he nibbled on your earlobe, letting his free hand run along your side. You let out a small whimper as Remer’s lips moved to your neck, leaving a combination of bites and licks, as he left hickeys along the side.

You started to feel the bulge in Remer’s shorts grow as it brushed against your clothed cunt, causing you to let out a small gasp. Remer’s free hand ran along your shirt, sliding underneath as he started to lightly massage your breast, letting out softs groans as you made your own noises.

One of the biggest things about Remer is that he rarely had to touch himself, for nothing turned him on more, than pleasuring you. And he always made sure of it the way he would whine in chorus with your moans, even if it was just when he had his head between your thighs.

His fingers pinched lightly at your hardened nipples causing you to jump lightly as you looked down at him, “Remer.” The tone in your voice was slightly harsh as you spoke, caused from the light pain of the pinch.

He chuckled lightly as he looked into your eyes, “Sorry.” Your eyebrows furrowed as you glared at him but only for a short moment before you felt Remer’s mouth pressed against your stomach. His hands had moved to your waist after he lifted your shirt as he pressed soft kisses against your lower stomach.

The lower the kissing got, the faster your heart rate got, the more your core ached for him. Even if it was just his tongues lapping at your folds, you wanted something from him. You needed something from him.

He removed his hands from your waist, tugging off your shirt revealing your bare chest, a soft moan escaping from him in the process. “God, you’re so beautiful,” His voice came out barely a whisper as he spoke to you, a combination of lust and love clouding his eyes.

His mouth wrapped around one of your nipples, while his hand continued to play with the other. You looked down at him, small gasps leaving your lips as he continued sucking, feeling the occasional sensation of his tongue flicking it lightly before he pulled away and repeated the same with the other.

You moved your hips up slightly, letting yourself graze against the bulge in his shorts as his eyebrows furrowed lightly when he moaned. His eyes stayed shut as you continued grinding against him gently, his moans muffled as he didn’t remove his mouth from your chest.

His moans increased as his mouth pulled away, his head laying against your chest as you continued grinding your hips. His cheeks began to flush as he let out almost a girlish gasp, while his body tensed before he relaxed.

“Did you just..?”

“Shut up.” He almost growled as he leaned up, putting his lips to yours once more as he started kissing you.

He lost. He lost and you knew it.

The kiss started to grow rougher as his hands pulled at your pants, tugging them down to your ankles before you kicked them off. You squirmed under his touch as he pushed his finger tips against your core, feeling the wetness through your panties as he let out a groan. “For me?”

His words came out in almost a teasing tone as he moved aside your panties, thrusting in two fingers causing you to arch your back almost immediately in response. A cheeky grin rose to his face as he watched you, curling his fingers inside while you gripped onto the couch below you.

You felt the thumbnail of his free hand dig into your hip as he continued pumping his fingers, groans escaping from him as he held his gaze with your pussy, watching every move he made to make sure he hit every spot.

You bite your bottom lip as you looked down at him, “R-Remer..” His name spilled out in a stutter, barely able to form words as it had been what felt like months since the last time he touched you in such a way. Almost like it was the first time you had been together.

“Hm?” His tone was soft, pulling his gaze away as he looked up at you, his eyes wide.

“I-I need you…please” You managed to whine out, knowing his fingers weren’t enough.

His fingers curled at your sentence causing you to let out a gasp as he continued grinning at you. “Oh you do?”

The thrusting only increased as he continued curling his fingers, hitting you g-spot every time causing chills to run down your spine as you let out another moan. “Sounds to me like you’re doing just fine,” He teased, repeating his motion once more.

“JesusFuckingChristDouglasRemerIfYouDon’tCutItOut..”

He chuckled at your response before you felt the familiar feeling growing in the pit of your stomach, “Remer I’m close..please.” The words were followed by a gasp as you clenched your walls around his fingers, hardly able to hold your orgasm back before you felt him pull his fingers away, playfully licking off the juices as he held eye contact with you while shaking his head.

“Did you hope it would be that easy?” He spoke as he started pulling off his shorts revealing his boxers with a slight wet spot next to the noticeable bulge that you had caused.

Your heart raced as Remer took off his boxers, throwing them to some place in the living room that Coop would probably accidentally find later, after all it wouldn’t be the first time that happened.

As your breathing started to slow down, you stared at his cock as he stroked himself. His breathing turned into more feminine moans as he quickly pulled you forward by your legs, allowing himself to thrust in.

“O-Oh fuck me,” The words spilled from your lips as Remer raised an eyebrow at you.

“Is that not what I’m doing?”

“Remer I love you. But if you don’t stop..” Your words were cut off by the feeling of Remer’s thrust starting to increase speed quickly.

His hand moved to your hair as he leaned down, touching his forehead with yours as he thrusted. His eyebrows furrowed while his lips parted. He looked into your eyes through hooded eyelids, barely able to think as he moved in and out of you.

You quietly thanked God at the idea of Coop not being home to hear the sounds coming from the two of you. For an outsider it definitely would’ve sounded like two girls going at it with the way Remer moaned as he thrusted.

Your hands find their way to Remer’s back, digging your nails in, which only encouraged him to go faster and harder. His thrusts halting every now and then as he angled himself more upward, making sure to hit your g-spot as you would moan louder in response.

His eyes started to drink in the sight of you, watching your face as the sounds escaped you, or the way the sweat had begun to glisten off your body as the room started to heat up between the two of you. “I love you,” The words came from him causing your racing heart to flutter.

His hand moves from your hips as he starts rubbing your clit in rhythm with his thrusts.

The sudden pressure and friction on your clit, his hand flexing subtly as it stayed tangled in your hair, his labored breathing hitting your skin was enough to drive you crazier and bring you closer to the edge.

Worried he’d stop again you stayed quiet, allowing your body to shudder as you reached your orgasm. He let out a groan as you clenched around his cock, tugging onto your hair, “Fuck..”

It didn’t take him much longer, the sight of you coming around him sent him over the edge, his hips moving as he came.

The two of you sat there looking at one another, breathing heavily with flushed cheeks, sticky with the sweat that covered one another as you just stared. You didn’t need to exchange words because both of you knew what you were feeling at that moment.

“Awwggghhh! Again!” Coop’s voice echoed from the door causing the both of you to jump up and quickly grab the blanket draped on the back of the couch before looking at the disgusted and disappointed bottle blonde before Remer let out a small laugh, causing you to do the same.

#matt stone #doug remer #doug remer x reader #baseketball #matt stone smut #doug remer smut #fanfic #smut #kinktober #kinktober 2023

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telekineticseance · 3 months

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i’ve disappeared because of school, theatre, and work but hello how is everyone

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telekineticseance · 4 months

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TIME STANDS STILL

pairing: matt stone x f! assistant reader

summary: it's christmas time!

genre: smut

word count: 1632

cw: legal age gap, fingering (f!receiving), p in v

author's note: SURPRISE! A Christmas kind of like bonus part to Circumstances. Merry Christmas! Sorry if this isn't the best it's been a while I fear.

The office buzzed with people as the sound of Christmas songs played softly throughout the building.

“What’s up with the costumes?” Trey asked next to you, a beer in his hand as he looked down at you. A few girls in the office thought it would be cute to wear little elf dresses with matching elf headbands to get into spirit while everyone else wore some kind of ugly Christmas sweater.

You gave him a small shrug in response, not really paying attention, as you were looking around for Matt. He didn’t really care much for the holidays for as long as you had known him and he was late to the party.

“Y/N?”

You turned your gaze to Trey, “I’m sorry what?”

He let out a small laugh as he looked at you, “He’ll be here. But until then..the costumes?”

“Oh it’s just a little thing we planned. Thought it would be cute. Kind of like Mean Girls like but elves instead of Santa.” You shrugged, taking a sip from your cup as you continued to let your eyes skim the room.

He chuckled lightly, giving you a nod in response as he took another sip from his drink before you saw Matt walk in as a grin rose to your face. You tried to hide it since it was still a secret between the three of you, but every time you saw him you still had that same look as when you had a crush on him.

Matt’s eyes met yours before he walked over to where you and Trey stood with a smile on his face. His hair had grown out more in the last couple months, so as he walked towards you, you couldn’t help but look at the gray curls poke out the hole in the backwards cap he wore.

He walked over to the two of you, pulling you in for a “friendly” side hug as he gave you a small greeting, letting his eyes linger at your chest for a moment before he gave Trey a greeting, handing him a little bag, “Merry Christmas Trey.”

Trey took the bag in his hand before him and Matt started talking to one another as you listened for a moment before one of the others from the office called you over. You excused yourself from the two, lightly putting your hand on Matt’s arm, giving it a small squeeze before walking over to the group and listening to them as they talked about what they would be doing in the new year or something similar.

After a while you walked over to the table where the food sat, putting a few pieces from the charcuterie board onto the plate before you felt the presence of a tall figure standing behind you.

“Meet me by the cubicles near my office in like 5 minutes okay?” Matt’s voice got low from behind you as you gave a small nod, watching his hand reach around you as he grabbed a piece of fruit from the plate, giving you a small grin as he ate it while he walked away.

You rolled your eyes playfully before you stood around, waiting for the 5 minutes to pass as you ate your plate before throwing the paper plate into the trash as you walked over to the cubicles.

You walked around, looking for Matt as you did. Suddenly you felt a hand grab you and pull you down to the ground in one of the cubicles.

Matt gave you a small smile as he looked at you, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear as he caressed your face. He put his lips to yours, kissing you gently as you started kissing back, feeling his thumb stroke your cheek as he did.

He pulled away, looking at you as he did before his face lit up, “I almost forgot!”

You watched as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a small box with a small ribbon on it.

“Matt..” You breathed out, looking at the box as he shrugged, “It’s not much I just wanted to get you something.”

You opened the box, revealing a silver bracelet with a small heart charm hanging next to a charm that held your birthstone. It was simple, but that’s just how you liked it.

“I wanted to get you something that wouldn’t raise suspicion as to who got it for you but enough to where you’d like it.” His voice was soft as he eyed you while you stared at the bracelet in awe.

“It’s more than enough Matt. Thank you. I love it.” You smiled, as he helped you by putting the bracelet on your wrist, followed by another small kiss. “You know..I got you something too. Well..kind of.”

His eyebrows furrowed as he looked down at you in confusion, “What do you mean by kind of?”

You shrugged, “You’ll just have to see later.” You gave him a small wink before you started getting up from the spot on the floor in front of him, “We should get back before people notice.”

You turned to look back at him as he looked at you, before shrugging, “Or we could just…go to my place. Or your place.” He mumbled as he got up behind you, letting his hand hold lightly graze your arm as you bit your bottom lip.

“Do you think nobody will notice you showing up late and then leaving early?”

He shrugged, “I think they’re all too drunk to notice anyways.” His voice was low as he let his eyes wander along your clothes, the plunging neckline once again finding his gaze.

He was right, and one of the things you had learned about Matt was that it was nearly impossible to try and tease him in any way because he found a way to quickly get his way even if that meant taking you into the nearest bathroom or closed off room.

You gave him a nod in response, before the two of you snuck out deciding on meeting up at his place since the two of you found it easier to sneak around there.

The two of you arrived at a similar time before getting out of your cars and walking into the house, feeling Matt’s hands caressing your lower back before the two of you walked in the door.

It didn’t take much time before you felt Matt press you against the wall, allowing his hands to pin your arms above your head as he kissed you roughly. His hands gripped your wrists tightly, his breath hot against your lips.

“Matt..” You breathed out into the kiss as he pulled away, looking down at you. “Hm?”

“Did you want that Christmas gift?”

He gave you a nod as he pulled his hands away, watching you closely as you peeled off the dress, revealing a ribbon-esque lingerie, perfect for the season, or at least you thought. Matt’s eyes scanned, his fingers beginning to fiddle with the end of the ribbon as he looked at you with his eyes lit up.

“I love you so much,” He grinned down at you before he tugged at the ribbon, letting it fall to the ground around your ankles. The cold air touching your skin caused you to let out a small gasp as you looked at Matt, as you ran your hands along his torso before undoing his jeans.

You tugged at his jeans and boxers as Matt’s stroke your thighs gently before he rubbed his fingers along your clit, causing you to let out a small whine from his touche as he slipped his fingers in between your walls, thrusting them deep.

He put his lips to yours once more, allowing you to moan into his mouth as he curled his fingers while thrusting. You felt the tips of his fingers graze your g-spot as you let out a small gasp, tightening your grip on his curls.

Matt’s arm snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to him from the wall as he pulled his fingers out, using his hand to stroke at his length before he thrusted himself in. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you felt the angle shift slightly, leaning your head against the wall behind you.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he moved. His grip tightened on your waist as he pulled away from the kiss, resting his forehead against yours so his eyes could meet yours.

You closed your eyes for a moment before he spoke up, “Mm-mm. Look at me.” The tone was low as he spoke to you.

Listening to him, you opened your eyes, your heart skipping beats as he held his gaze to yours. You moved your other hand to caress his face, the stubble on his cheek almost feeling like little pricks against your fingers as the other hand continued to stay tangled in his hair.

“M’so good.” Matt groaned as his eyebrows furrowed while he thrusted, rapidly hitting your g-spot as you bit your bottom lip, small whines escaping from you.

“I’m so close,” You breathed out, as you arched your back against the wall.

“Come for me,” He spoke lowly. It didn’t take much longer before you did, feeling yourself release around his cock as he continued thrusting.

His thrusts slowed as he let out a soft groan as he came, breathing heavily against your lips before he gave you a small kiss. Pulling away as you unwrapped your legs from his waist, letting your feet touch the ground beneath you.

He continued to have his arms around you as he looked at you, “Merry Christmas..” He let out a small chuckle as he spoke between breaths.

“Merry Christmas Matt.”

#Don't know how I feel about this tbh #Hope y'all enjoy #And I hope to write more soon #Matt Stone #Matt Stone x Reader #Matt Stone smut

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telekineticseance · 4 months

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missing y’all. check the profile sometime tomorrow for a christmas release.

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telekineticseance · 5 months

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i don’t mean to sound like a wattpad writer but my apologies for disappearing. i’ve been going through some mental stuff and coming to terms with my own identity and what i want to do with my life and recently i went on vacation and throughout that time it helped me with coming to terms with more things in my personal life and how i feel about certain things which in return has helped my mental health.

i have a lot of things in the drafts that i’ll be finishing soon and have out soon. ❤️

#matt stone #matt stone x reader #trey parker #trey parker x reader #doug remer #doug remer x reader #joe cooper #joe cooper x reader #baseketball

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telekineticseance · 5 months

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Take the night off

Pairing: Matt X fem reader

Word count: 3.5k

Warnings: blowjobs, fluff, doggy style, rough sex, aftercare

Summary: Since Matt's been so busy at work, he's barely had any time for you, but you plan a special date that ends well for the both of you. Enjoy🩷

Day off

“Another?” You pouted, it wasn't fair, you missed him.

“I didn't ask for these hours baby, you know that” he sighed, his heart ached as heavy as yours, it wasn't his intention to leave you all alone at home this past few weeks, he felt his heart break a little at night, coming into your room and seeing that you'd already gone to bed. He pouted going into the kitchen, seeing that you'd made him lunch for the next day, but the smiley faces drawn onto the usual sticky note on top of them that he'd come to find comfort in started to become less enthusiastic, or worse, not there at all.

Even if hypothetically he could get home earlier, there was such a stressful and heavy workload lately that he'd be no fun anyways, he'd just come home complaining and overall unpleasant. So, he thought that maybe this was the best case scenario.

“Fine, but at least don't cheat on me with your work wife…..I know what a temptress trey can be” you halfheartedly joked, trying not to let your smile that was hanging on by a thread break. He stopped his sympathetic look, caught off by your joke and laughing once he got it, shaking his head. But the sympathetic look soon returned, tilting his head to the side as he grabbed one of his shirts to get ready.

“I'm really sorry” he said honestly, looking just as disappointed as you.

All you really could do was wrap your arms around him, resting your face against his chest as his hands lay on your back, standing there in silence. “I'll be home before you know it sweetheart, plus the seasons almost done, promise” He said close to your ear as he hugged you against him tighter, a sign that it was almost time for him to leave and that he would need his arms back soon. So, you reluctantly stepped back, hoping if you stared at him sadly enough you could keep him home, unfortunately that didn't work. He gave you a small kiss before he left, avoiding letting it linger too long or else he'd end up staying there for hours, and probably end up fucking out his frustration instead of just reluctantly going to work, although one option did sound better than the other.

Infact, that was probably the worst part about these god awful hours, aside from the lack of affection and overall time spent together, you two were both beyond sexually frustrated by now. Due to him leaving early and coming home by the time you were already asleep, that meant there was basically no time for you to talk let alone even think having sex. Even if there was time, it's not like it was gonna be very good, sloppy and probably more stress than good, it was better to just wait out this dry period.

But…you could speed up the process, for Christ's sake it had been 3 weeks, which is probably the longest either of you've gone without in a long while. Besides from that fact, he also just seemed really stressed, and instead of bickering with him over it, perhaps you should take some pity on him, he's right after all, he didn't choose these hours. So you'd make tonight special for him, give him at least one stress-free night where he could take his mind off of all the ideas and deadlines in the back of his head, instead filling his night with familiar comforts and hopefully, something special at the end of the night to really take his mind off of everything.

So, you'd compiled a general idea of his favorite things and activities, something that would really be his “perfect night”. You'd make dinner tonight, making sure it was one of his favorites since he'd been living mostly off of leftovers and takeout for the past few weeks, and while he wasn't a heavy drinker you'd pull out the wine he particularly liked, just to give him the sense that you really cared, and something to really relax him. Perhaps you'd even put on some music in the background, and make yourself look nice tonight, you deserved this too, you both did.

While you were stirring and rushing in your shared home and trying to make a perfect night, Matt was stuck in the writers room, wishing he could just go home, but also trying to contribute to his work, but mostly, he was only thinking about you. He thought about how guilty he felt, how much work he had to do, and then back to how guilty he felt, imagining you lonely at home, disappointed yet again because he wasn't there. He sighed aloud, that same energy radiating throughout the room, everyone's heads in their hands as they clung onto any idea they could grasp.

“Got anything???” One man tiredly asked.

“Nothin'” Matt sighed and leaned back tiredly, tapping his fingers absentmindedly against the table.

"Fuck it” Trey grumbled, rubbing his hands over his eyes.

“Just go home, we're not gonna think of any good ideas on two hours of sleep. Everyone just go home, sleep, and bring your asses back with good ideas tomorrow morning” he stood up, nodding for everyone to head off. Usually Matt would stick around, talking with Trey and trying to cheer him up, but he had other things to do tonight, he had you in mind. He wasted no time standing up and saying a brisk goodbye to Trey, he'd see him tomorrow afterall, but he needed to see you tonight, especially after the rough day he'd had. He was relieved that he could finally come home and see the excitement on your face that he was home early, that you'd finally be able to spend some time together even if it was just a movie or at least cuddling to sleep, and that's all he could picture as he drove home, his heart pattering in relief.

Thankfully you were pretty much finished with making dinner, and even had extra time to look pretty, wearing a light purple slip on, and leaving your hair down, getting ready was something you hadn't had any motivation or reason to do in a while, so it felt nice. You cautiously placed the plates neatly on the table, the glasses of half filled wine placed down on the right. You smoothed out your dress, smiling and impressed with yourself, you'd managed to get all of this done only half past 10pm, matt would hopefully be home within the hour, so you figured you had some time to clean up or pick a movie. But, only a few minutes after you finished making dinner, you'd heard the sound of a key unlocking your front door, he couldn't be home already? You were lucky if he even got back before midnight, but he even came home early? How perfect.

“Hey they said-” he stopped in the middle of his sentence, his mouth gaping at the sight of the dimly lit room, dinner made, and your carefully picked outfit for the night.

“Surprise” you quietly cheered, waving your arms softly.

His eyes scanned the room quietly, totally in awe of the effort you'd put in just for him, all of the things he found comforting all in one place, including you. Infact, just seeing you waiting there for him to come home filled his heart with fuzzy feelings. He looked at you with a heartfelt look, taking the biggest breath he'd probably ever taken and said nothing as he dropped his stuff and came over to you, quietly wrapping his arms around you, his one hand gently on the back of your head as he held you against him.

“Thank you sweetheart” he whispered, you felt his heart thumping against your chest.

“I made your favorite” you sniffled, laughing at how emotional you were getting, finally seeing him home early and in a good mood for once, finally getting to spend time with him, selfishly, you hoped that this moment, just this moment of you two holding each other would last forever. But you had other plans for the night too, and you definitely weren't gonna give up those.

A playlist that you'd made specifically for him was playing faintly in the background as the two of you spoke over dinner, him telling you about his day, and briefly going over some ideas the he had for the next day, but you kept the work related conversation light, this was supposed to be relaxing for him after all.

“You look really pretty tonight, it's sweet seeing you all dolled up for me” he smiled dazedly at you from across the table, totally enthralled by you.

“Thanks” you shyly looked down, though you'd been together for a while, it was almost like you still had a crush on him.

The subjects went back and forth from events that were important right now, your plans for once the season was finally over, and how you'd like to take a trip together eventually, just the two of you. It didn't really matter what you were talking about though, a sense of genuine relief washed through you as you finally got the time to remember why you adored this man so much, and why you cherished the time you had together.

The wine had you feeling warm and fuzzy, a feeling of gigglyness and an overall calm feeling vibrating through your body, Matt clearly felt the same way as his demeanor was softer and he seemed gentler, much more absorbed in the moment. Naturally, you suggested moving things to the couch, blankets stacked up in preparation for your cuddling/movie session and an equally dimly lit room. This was one of the first times in a while you'd actually been able to hold him for more than a few minutes, you got to smell his familiar scent right next to you on the couch and feel his warmth enveloping you as you laid together, arms entangled and your head against his shoulder.

“Missed you so much” he whispered as he gently brushed his fingers over your hair, kissing the top of your head as you hummed in response, holding him tighter. You didn't reply, only sighing quietly as the movie faintly played in the background, but you weren't paying attention.

“Guess you missed me a lot too” he chuckled as you held him so tight he was probably struggling to breath.

“I did!” You whined, pouting up at him.

“I know…but I'm home now” he smiled, his lips attaching to yours softly.

You'd been so starved of his attention that this small gesture was almost doing too much for you, craving more, pawing at him insistently. He went to move on top of you, but you quickly stopped him.

“No! come on, tonight's all about you, let me do all the work baby, your job is just to relax” you insisted, he tried to internet but you stopped him, hushing him with your index finger before shifting in between his open legs.

“Fine, if you insist” he said playfully, watching you sit comfortably in front of him on the floor.

“You're just too good to me” he sighed, looking in awe at the sight of you below him, wide eyes staring up, your hands trailing up his thighs and your mouth slightly agape in preparation for what you were about to do.

“Wait, wait” he said before placing a small pillow under your knees, “don't want you to get rug burn” he chuckled lightly, nodding now that you could start whenever you wanted to, “do your thing” he laughed, you smiled at his thoughtfulness.

Apparently, you weren't the only one suffering from the severe lack of touch, since it took him no time to start getting noticeably hard, just the act of you rubbing your palm along the forming tent in his pants, eagerly unzipping his jeans, and looking up at him widely had his chest rising and falling in anticipation. You started teasing him through his boxers, barely applying any pressure, but it was already enough to get him to start huffing quietly, his lashes fluttering at the feeling.

After only grazing your nails against the clothed length and drawing your palm over it for only a short while, watching the way his jaw lightly clenched when you applied more pressure, you could clearly see the small wet patch that was already starting to form on the thin fabric, clearly his pent up sexual frustration could be used for good tonight. You blushed at the effect you were already having on him, feeling a little drunk off of how much power you had over him at this moment.

“Sweetheart…” he said in a low tone, trying to keep his composure. “Feels s'good but please…you know what I want, I know you'll do so good…” he breathily spoke out, half prasingly, really buttering you up wasn't he.

You took his antsiness as a sign that he needed this, bad. You nodded before pulling down his boxers, unclothing his cock, holding it heavily in your palm, lazily stroking along it, using the generous amount of precum that had formed at the tip as lube to slide your palm up and down easier, blushing at the slippery wet noises that were almost too audible. You looked up at him, admiring the balance he had to fall apart in your hands, while also being demanding when he felt like it. You breathed in deeply and took little time before placing a fraction of it in your mouth. He groaned appreciatively as you took most of the top half into your mouth, laying it flat on your tongue and dragging it along it, his hand threading itself through the back of your hair while his other hand gripped the couch cushion below him tightly.

“God….” He sighed out, his eyes fluttering shut softly.

It didn't ever get easier, fitting it all, but you'd always work your way all the way down eventually, and he loved it every single time. As usual though, you'd definitely need to work up to it, first just working on hollowing your cheeks and taking in as much was comfortable, that was one of his favorite parts too, watching you stare up at him with a full mouth. He was perfectly fine with you taking your time.

“Ah..” he sputtered as you licked attentively at the head, swirling your tongue around it the way you knew he absolutely adored. “Oh so gooooddd….” he groaned, grabbing at the back of your hair firmer as you lowered your mouth down on it further and further, guiding your head along the way. You were getting there, slowly but surely. His legs noticeably but subtly shaking the closer you got him and the further it went up into your mouth, the feeling of the tip almost tickling your throat intoxicating the both of you.

He brushed your hair gently as you pulled back up, feeling your lips brush softly against the sides and grazing along the sensitive vein leading from bottom to top.

“Deeper…” he groaned, but it came out as more of a plea.

You glared up at him, he caught what your look was about and playfully rolled his eyes, “you’re right I'm sorry, pretty please?” He mockingly pouted at you.

Pleased with his response, you took it down as far as you could, gagging softly as it hit the back of your throat entirely, but it was worth it when you heard that long, guttural moan that came from him. “Gooood girlllll” he said in a drawn out groan, the grip he had on your hair getting ever so slightly tighter as you swallowed around him, making his hips jerk. It continued like this for a while, his hips rocking lightly into your mouth, his hand still firmly on the back of your head, the room silent other than heavy, ragged breathing and frequent praise from him. You pushed up his shirt slightly, running your hands over the trail of hair on his tummy and admiring the feeling of his v-line with your fingers.

“Oh fuck, fuck” he whined, his hips stuttering as his voice got pitchier. To your complete surprise he pulled you off, just before it seemed like he was about to finish, kind of a shame, you would have swallowed.

“Stand up” he stated blankly, you were confused but did as he asked, scrambling to stand up and waiting for him to tell you what else he wanted. He pulled you over towards the side of the couch, and pushed your back so that your front hit the couch, bending you straight forward.

“but I said I'd do all the work….you don't have to” you protested.

He got low and close to your ear, his hand running up your thigh as he lowly spoke

“I want to”

This was all he had to say really, he had you the second he told you to stand up. You were grateful after all, you were just as pent up, you needed this bad. You swallowed thickly, you could tell by the way he was touching you that he was starving for it, needed it, needed you.

"I thought you were exhausted?" You joked knowingly.

"not that exhausted" he quirked back.

He stayed quiet as he scanned your body, drinking it In, now that he finally had a chance.

“You have no idea how much I've missed every single part of you” he said as he opened your legs up, sliding his palm teasingly over your panties, his chest right against your back as he spoke. He was quiet, he was focused. He pulled your dress up over your ass and slid your panties to the side, hushing your whimpers sympathetically as he teased you with the tip of his cock first, sliding it over the entrance before pushing it in, gently and carefully.

“Gooood” he cooed

You ached with need, practically pushing back on it already.

“Shh, shh, so impatient…” he tsked, looking down at where the two of you connected, holding your hip soothingly.

As he pushed fully in, bottoming out entirely, you gasped and grabbed the sides of the couch and he let out a pleased groan “god it feels so fucking good everytime….so tight”.

He started at a rough pace, from the outside it would seem sloppy, but he knew exactly what he was doing, he knew he was hitting every spot you liked, making you fall apart from the inside. It was funny, this night was original about making him feel good, but he just couldn't help himself. Besides, he seemed like he was having the time of his life, he adored, loved fucking you like this, biting his lip as he looked down and watched you push back onto him as he pushed in forward, your hips meeting over and over.

He weakly muttered, “so worth the wait” as he pulled your hips against his hitting the spongy spot inside you somehow only he could find, driving you so close to the edge. You bit your lips until it hurt at the feeling of it sliding in and out of you over and over again, knowing you would tip at any moment, it was evident by the way you were tightening around him, he couldn't help but comment on just how amazing it felt as you sputtered out pleas mixed with his name.

Before you even knew what was happening you felt him start to rub your clit in careful circles and your mind went completely fuzzy, his hand gliding easily over the sensitive nub as he leaned over

“You looked gorgeous tonight by the way, baby”

The nickname really had an effect on you, your hips beginning to stutter and your mouth opened widely, before you knew it you were coming undone around him, grabbing the couch and moaning his name, your back arching against him, his moans followed, his pace increasing and his grip on your hips tightening as he slammed into desperately.

“Fuck, baby” he whimpered out, it felt so good his eyes could have rolled back, he was nothing but grateful for this entire night. He pulled out as he finished, cum coating your entrance and your thighs, you didn't think he was the creampie type….but you were still learning stuff about him, even now.

He kissed your neck and pecked down your spine, his breath heavy as he held and carried you soothingly, gratefully resting his forehead against the top of your back as he caught his breath. You turned around, facing him but unable to keep your dorky smile at bay, nervous and shy.

“Wanna take a shower” you meekly asked.

“Yeah, I'd really like that” he said softly.

"so am I allowed to do your skincare after too?" You beamed, trying to give him your best puppy dog eyes. ".....fine" he gave in, rolling his eyes, but he secretly loved it, he found it sweet...and quite intimate.

This was your favorite part of aftercare, it was sweet because it wasn't just him caring for you, he'd wash your thighs, or stomach, or on some days your chest….basically wherever got sticky that night, and he'd always let you wash his hair, it was your favorite part after all.

“I love when you let your curls grow out you know” you sighed out as he allowed you to run your shampoo lathered fingers through it, admiring the greying curls, he'd been letting it grow out for a little since he'd been so busy, and you begged him to keep it for a little, at least so you'd have something to pull on….plus it looked adorable.

“Fine, I'll let it grow out for a little, just for you”

#best thing to have on a delayed flight lemme tell you #everyone say thank you krystal #matt stone #matt stone x reader

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Best,fucking friends(part 6)

Part 6: secret hideout

Pairing: Remer X reader

Part 5 here

Word count: 4.5k

Warnings: smut, fingering, handjobs, ect ect ITS SMUT!!!!

Summary: I'm sorry if this feels rushed? Idk I think I'm having a little writers block right now, regardless the good stuff is at the end, I promise. Enjoy🩷

So this was it?

This was the weightless feeling of giving into your desires? Being somewhat self centered and discarding other people's feelings or opinions on the matter from your mind. This was what it felt like to be a little selfish for the right reasons? You had to admit that it felt good. It felt good to kiss Remer that night, it felt good to sneak glances at each other across the room or across the dinner table when no one was looking, but it felt the best to catch one another when no one else was around. Grabbing each other and hiding in corners, pulling each other into different rooms to hastily makeout, barely able to keep yourself from giggling at the unfamiliarity of it all. You finally got to do things like this whenever you wanted, with no guilt seeping in the back of your mind, and no feelings to worry about hurting.

And yeah, part of It felt bad, but like Remer had said "he doesn't need to know". So, he didn't. You'd keep it a secret from your brother, that didn't make what you were doing wrong, right? You were finally making a choice for you, and as long as nobody found out, then nobody could get hurt. Surely, you'd never get caught, right? You could keep your hands to yourself long enough.

"Hey stranger" he scoffed as he walked into the kitchen groggily, post just waking up. You never noticed it, or perhaps you didn't let yourself notice it, but he looked adorable when he just woke up. His hair was slightly messier, a much softer demeanor, his quiet sighs as he adjusted to the world around him, and of course…his less than subtle groans as he stretched, the trail along his stomach peaking through as the bottom of his tee-shirt lifted. What a tease.

You felt him step around behind you in your general direction, a harsh slap to your ass following that gave way to a comically loud slap noise. You looked at him, scolding with your eyes as he laughed raised his hands up in innocence, but he was far from it.

"Morning" you quietly hummed since he was basically begging for your attention, returning your focus to the task in front of you, your fingers twiddling with the coffee maker.

"Oh what, I don't even get a good morning?" He teased, chuckling as he wrapped his arms around your stomach, his chin resting atop your right shoulder as he breathed softly against the shell of your ear and watched you set up the cups for coffee.

You rolled your eyes, turning around to face him, his hands now lay firm on your hips, your arms lay lazily on his shoulders.

"Good morning, baby" you say sweetly and softly, batting you lashes gently at him, while it was a cute pet name, there was a double entendre of you teasing him, but he didn't catch on.

"Oh, muchhh better" he jokingly groaned, gently biting the bottom of his lip and dipping his head to meet your lips in a gentle kiss, feeling his lips slide over yours. It was weird, but you liked it every time it happened. You liked the unfamiliarity of finally being able to kiss someone you told yourself you weren't allowed to for years, exploring his mouth for the first time, feeling his tongue eagerly slide against yours.

He moaned quietly into your mouth, both of your breathing getting painfully audible. He bit your lip teasingly, his hands sliding down to the bottom of your ass and taking a firm but teasing grip. Unfortunately, this Is where you would cut it short. Not everything Was familiar yet.

“C'mon” he pouts, breathily begging, his hands pawing at your sides.

“No” you mouthed back, copying his pout.

It's not that you didn't want to, you really….really did, but you were so nervous, there was so much pressure. It shouldn't be talked about too much, or scheduled, or obvious that it would happen, it should just...happen.

But regardless, you kept each other close just savoring the freedom you had to look at eachother, to hold each other, your arms still slung around his shoulders and his hands still somewhat respectfully on your sides. You started to say something until you both heard the dreadful interruption of your brother's door opening, maybe you didn't have that much freedom. Your heads flinching up and both of you silently communicating to each other “haul ass to the other side of the kitchen so we don't look suspicious”, although perhaps awkwardly moving across the room drew more attention to you…

“Morning” your brother sighed as he walked in unsuspectingly, Jenna quietly following.

“Morning” You and Remer greeted them in unison as unsuspiciously as possible, swapping glances and trying not to laugh.

Joe groaned when he saw an empty coffee pot in the sink, immediately going to start washing it out.

“Joe, I already made one, use your eyes dumbass” you chuckled as you grabbed his cup, in fact it was actually part of a pair, he and Remer had bought matching ones. They were probably made for couples as it said “his” and “her's”, but you weren't gonna question it.

“oh, thanks” he grumbled as he grabbed the cup from you, hastily taking a sip as he leaned against the counter, starting to say something but his eyes suddenly squinting.

“Taste like shit” he chuckled before pouring a surplus amount of sugar into the black liquid, as if that would make it taste any better.

“Gee thanks, but I wasn't the one who made the beans” you said as you made eye contact with Remer and the two of you giggled to yourself, conversing without even saying words, silently understanding the joke you were making to each other. Unfortunately, your brother took great notice of this exchange between the two of you, giving you a suspicious look of inquiry.

You swallowed thickly when you noticed, you felt as if you were caught, like a kid who just got stopped for stealing candy in a store, so you tried taking the attention off of you and Remer’s questionable behavior these past few days, and decided to offer Jenna a cup. You made hers a little different from the others, she seemed more like a latte girl, so you did your best to at least make it not plain black.

“Thank you” she quietly and gratuitously replied, giving Joe her own silent look of “I feel awkward, can we leave please”. Maybe you and Remer weren't the only ones silently communicating, and perhaps this was why misunderstandings were so frequent in this household?

The downside to your arrangement was that when it came to the daytime, you had to keep your temptations at bay. Since everyone in the house was awake and likely walking around, it was safer to just keep your hands to yourselves and try to avoid each other, as much as you could anyways. With that being said….there were a few times during the day where you just couldn't help it. You felt Remer tug on your sleeve once Joe and Jenna went to their room, murmuring “follow me, cmon” gesturing his head towards the hallway, you quirked your brow at him but reluctantly followed, hesitant as you felt you knew why he was leading you there. He led you to the bathroom, glancing back and forth to make sure that nobody had noticed you two going there together.

You followed him in, shutting the door behind you and quietly scolding him “Remer, you know we cant-” he cut you off by pressing his mouth firmly to yours, leaning into it, but he pulled back quicker than you'd hoped. Somehow, even though you were just telling him this was irresponsible and risky, you wanted to keep going.

“Just needed to be alone with you for a minute” he said with a shy smile, holding his hand to your cheek tenderly. But before you could even say anything, there was a harsh knock on the door, or at least it felt harsh because your head was leaning against the door. You both looked at each other with wide, fearful looks.

“Shit” you panicked, looking around for some secret exit.

“Sorry, don't mean to bother, I just need to brush my teeth” you heard Jenna's voice call from outside the door, a small huff of relief coming from you, at least it wasn't your brother.

“Just a minute!” You said from inside, frantically shoving Remer into the shower, he'd just have to stay in there until she was done brushing her teeth, and hopefully he could be quiet. “Hey!” he frowned and whined as you shushed him and closed the curtain, instructing him to just be quiet and stay still.

You opened the door, trying to play off your heavy breathy and panicked look. It seemingly didn't work though, Jenna asking “are you okay? You seem kind of frightened.” She half joked and half seriously asked looking at you concerned as she walked over to the sink.

"just not a morning person I guess" you laughed, playing it off the best you could.

Since you couldn't risk Remer doing something stupid and making it obvious that he was in there, you stayed in the bathroom carrying light conversation with Jenna as she brushed her teeth, looking uneasy the entire time.

Thump

You winced as you heard the noise, the loud smack of a shampoo bottle dropping and hitting the floor, no doubt being Remer's doing.

Jenna flinched and looked behind her, “what was that?” She inquired, looking around and getting too close to the curtain for your comfort, so you quickly thought of some excuse to get her to stop looking.

“I think it was the soap in there, you know how slippery that stuff is…” you awkwardly laughed, bringing her attention back to you, but now she looked at you with a skeptical look.

“Alright..” was all she said as she wiped her hands and left the bathroom, although you weren't sure you quite convinced her. You opened the curtain to Remer staring straight at a rubber duck in his hands, as if he was interrogating it. He was so strange... And you didn't even remember that being in the bathroom.

You'd both decided you really did need to keep your hands to yourself during the day, you were slipping up and it was starting to become too risky, you'd just have to stay away from each other in your rooms until night time rolled around. It just couldn't come soon enough.

Thankfully, there was a quiet knock on your door when roughly 11pm rolled around, you'd gotten comfy and started reading at that point, but you knew it could really only be one person, so you stepped out of your blankets to excitedly answer it, your heart fluttering when you opened it to see him.

“Movie night?” He smiled holding blankets in one hand and popcorn in the other. “Everyone's asleep, so it's just us” he said as walked past you and plopped onto your bed, gesturing you to follow him over. You rolled your eyes as you walked over and placed yourself on his lap, him shifting you slightly and wrapping his arms around you from behind.

“What movie are you thinking?” You said as you relaxed against him and wrapped blankets around the two of you, sighing heavily at the comforting feeling.

“Pick something that you won't wanna pay too much attention to” he whispered closely in your ear.

What did that mean?....surely you were overthinking.

You did as he asked, putting on a movie that you'd seen a hundred times and didn't really need to focus on the plot to know what was happening, that way you could just sink into his arms and let your thoughts wander away.

For a while, all that could be heard was quiet breathing and the sound of the television, occasionally crunches of popcorn, and the only movement was one of you shifting to get more comfortable or giggles from something funny in the movie. His warm embrace felt so comfortable, like you were practically melting into him.

Then the half hour mark hit. It was around 11/11:45 now, Remer brushed your hair to the side and started leaving gentle wet kisses to your neck, his eyes closed and his mouth focused on leaving a trail from under your ear to the top of your shoulder.

“Remer…” you quietly hummed, as you tilted your head to the side to give him more room, he simply groaned in response, his breath tickling your ear as he nibbled on the bottom of your earlobe teasingly. At this point you'd completely stopped watching the movie, a stirring in your stomach and a heat between your legs, you breathed out heavily at the feeling of him licking a stripe up your neck, nipping at the skin gently, rubbing up and down your thigh. It was at this point that his hand that laid on your thigh, that was only occasionally rubbing, had inched up higher and higher, threatening to cup over your panties.

“Is this okay?” He asked, a shaky undertone in his voice.

“Mhm” was all you could reply with, nodding, your heart racing and your body begging for more, your brain all fuzzy and the feeling of his lips on your neck intoxicating you. With your permission he rubbed his fingers over your covered clit, your hips involuntarily grinding against them and a whimper falling past your lips, your legs falling open weakly.

“Shhhh, so easy” he whispered closely to your ear, laughing a little as he urged you to quiet down.

You did your best to bite down on your lip as you grinded against his palm, your eyes nervously glued to watching his hand, his mouth still on the side of your neck. Then you felt him move your underwear to the side, and for the first time his fingers were running through your wet lips, slathering it along your clit.

"can't imagine how good it'll feel when I'm inside you" he lowly praised

“Fuck” you meekly whined, your breath hitching as you felt his middle finger tightly circle around the sensitive nub.

“Shhhh, quiet down or I'll stop” he said in a firm tone as his fingers halted their movement, warning you for your own good, you were getting a little too vocal, but he was one to talk.

Regardless, you shut up immediately, quietly begging him “please” to just keep going. "Good girl" he quietly praised, as if that nickname wasn't a big deal. But oh it was.

So he continued, his fingers speeding up their movements, circling your clit over and over again, feeling you writhe in his lap and pathetically circle your hips along his fingers, desperate for extra stimulation. He groaned out the lewd wet noises that could be heard echoing in the quiet room, now you could take notice to the hard on that was growing under you and pressing against your back.

“All wet, just for me?” He chuckled as he slid his middle and ring finger down to your entrance, teasing it before pushing them in without warning. You gasped at the feeling, grabbing his thigh and squeezing so that you wouldn't moan. He hummed in approval at your attempt to stay quiet, but quietness seeming to become an almost impossible task for you, Especially now that he had two fingers thrusting into you and his thumb sliding up and down insistently on your clit.

“Please Remer, I think I might-” he cut you off with a reassuring hush, “it's okay, you can sweetheart'

Hearing that nickname in this filthy context gave it a whole new meaning, suddenly the word filled you with butterflies, not that it hadn't already, but now you'd think of this every time he said it.

He snaked his hand up your shirt, sliding his hand under the cup of your bra and taking a gentle but firm grip of one of your breasts, his fingers below still continuing their ministrations, fervently sliding and rubbing over your clit and your labia, hitting every sensitive spot he could. Your breath had become untamable as you felt him start to rub his two fingers over your g-spot, of course he'd found it easily, it's like he knew every inch of your body somehow.

He groaned at the feeling of you wiggling your hips, you intention being to get more stimulation, but it was rubbing just the right way against his hardening cock, and he loved it. All the sensations at once, his fingers on your clit, his fingers inside of you, even the feeling of his fingers brushing against your nipple was all too much, it was causing you to start whining, your hips bucking against his hand. He turned your head towards his from behind you and pulled your mouth to his, shushing you unintentionally as you reached your peak, moaning his name into his own mouth as you came. “Gooood girl” he cooed as he watched you quietly whine as you grinded your hips desperately against his fingers and riding out your surprisingly pleasurable orgasm, your legs shaking gently, your eyes fluttering closed, and your hand squeezing harshly on his thigh, he didn't mind though.

Although he was gently petting your hair and leaving chaste kisses to your shoulder, you could feel how hard he was under you, you were sitting on his lap of course you'd noticed.

You were a little too overstimulated and you were a little too scared as well, but you still wanted to make him feel as good as he made you feel. So, you shakily turned around, straddling him as comfortably as you could, his hands immediately going to steady you.

“Hey, baby no, you don't have to”

But you eagerly declined his offer, you weren't gonna give up the opportunity to watch those pretty eyes roll back.

So he nodded, helping you tug his sweatpants off, lifting his hips so you could pull them all the way off, leaving just his boxers on.

“Wow..” you couldn't help but stare, observing the sizable bulge in his boxers, you knew you'd gotten him worked up, but you didn't realize just how much. He blushed at your staring, slightly embarrassed. “There's no rush, really” he said as he grabbed your hand and pulled it towards him. You understood what he was asking and nodded.

You slipped his boxers off next, admiring his length, you really loved every part of him, even parts like this. He stared nervously at your hand as you unsurely wrapped your palm around it. You realized you didn't have any lube, and you weren't too keen on spitting on it, so you had one option left. His heart raced and his eyes darted from your eyes to your hands as you slid your panties to the side and grabbed his length, lowering your hips down to run the tip through your lips, putting on a little show as you rubbed it along your wetness, feeling it rub against your still sensitive spots. Leaning your head back and circling your hips against it as you straddled him, stroking him lightly and humming in pleasure as you grinded your hips up along his length, starting at the base until your entrance reached the tip.

You got a little too confident, so you slid it in, as slow and gentle as possible, it felt good, but there was definitely a sting accompanying it. He groaned almost a little too loud as he entered you, ending it with a whimper, totally in love with the feeling of being inside you.

"feels s'fuckin good, better than I'd imagined all these years" he breathed in sharply.

You bounced along it gently, feeling it stretch you deliciously and occasionally hit your g-spot. He groaned as he let his head fall back watching you ride him, your head tilted back in pleasure and your mouth slightly agape. He leaned over to pull your tee-shirt over your head, wanting to admire even more of you on top of him. You wiggled your hips and bounced along it as you kept your hands splayed across his chest to keep your balance, whimpering quietly. But after a while and his whining getting increasingly loud and desperate, his head pressed back against the pillow, he grabbed your forearm urging you to stop your movements.

"This feels so good, but we don't have any condoms...and I'm like really close" he chuckled, his hand firmly on your waist.

"I have an idea then" you smiled, lifting your hips up and letting him pull out, moving back slightly to sit on his thighs.

You decided to return back to stroking him, He moaned shallowly as you did this “o-oh” he quietly whimpered. The wetness covered most of it, but you slathered some of it over the shaft with your fingers, and stroking lightly as you did. You squeezed gently and kept insistent eye contact with him as you stroked over his cock, lovingly of course.

“Feels s'good when you do it” he panted, leaning back on his hands and keeping his eyes shut.

You watched his bare chest rise and fall as you quickened your pace, your thumb rubbing roughly over a vein trailing from the middle to the beginning of the tip, determined to make him feel good. His eyes flicked open at the sensation, his lip trembling as he begged you with his eyes, and you took pity on him, those puppy dog eyes were just too convincing. His hips rutted against your palm as you sped up, your thumb running along the tip in circles and stroking up and down over and over. You noticed the way he kept whining “ah, ah” but as he got more lost in pleasure his whines got louder, you clamped your hand over his mouth as you felt him about to cum, his back arching subtly and his grip on the sheets below him tightening. His eyes rolled back as he groaned “oh god, fuck, fuck, fuck” Into your hand, his hips frantically thrusting up into your other hand as the liquid spilled out onto your fingers, his muttered whines dying down as he came down from his peak.

You took your hand off his mouth and tenderly kissed him, holding both of his cheeks and savoring the kiss, you really wanted to remember this one.

After a while of lazily laying there, sticky and catching your breath, he got up, wincing slightly from the overstimulation as he pulled his boxers back on and went to grab a wet towel to clean you up with.

"lay back" he whispered

He looked so caring and pretty as he cleaned you up with the warm towel, the sensation rather soothing as he wiped around your thighs and smiled at you.

“So pretty” he whispered as he leaned in to kiss you, staring at you for a moment before shifting you with one arm so that he could basically spoon you, wrapping a blanket around you as he held you, rubbing his thumb against your forearm as you drifted off to sleep, comfortably and safely at that.

“Goodnight, love you” he whispered softly, leaving a kiss to your cheek and snuggling his face in your neck.

#SIGHHHH #need me a doug remer #GOOD LORD #baseketball #matt stone #fanfiction #doug remer #doug remer x reader #matt stone x reader

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Best, fucking friends(part 5)

Chapter five: give in

^^^ This is literally how hard the reader thought he was pulling😭

Part 4 here

Pairing: Remer X Fem reader

Word count: 4.2k (OH MY GOD)

Warnings: fluff, angst, kissing, no smut YET, very wordy chapter but bare with me please I promise it pays off.

Summary: reader and Remer finally talk it all out, but many miscommunications get in the way. Enjoy🩷

"Yeah?"

He had caught you, catching him. you couldn't deny it, you had one foot practically in the door when he saw you, hands on the handle that you were definitely not just pushing open any further. The blood rushed to your head as you tried to piece it all together, all while trying not to look like a lunatic in front of him.

"Oh I just.." your mind went blank, faltering on your words. You didn't know what to say, you were still half shocked from what you'd seen, who wouldn't be? You saw a photo strip of you and your best friend just inches away from a tee shirt covered with his- oh god. He stood there looking at you with a suspicious expression, ironic, he was the one suspicious of you. "I just needed to borrow something, but I think it's in Joe's room" you sputtered out, a Shakiness in your voice as you lied, swallowing thickly and unable to look up at him.

"Alright.." he said slowly, raising his eyebrow, still seeming to not believe you, but he didn't have any reason to accuse you of anything.

"Are you okay?" he stopped you, resting his hand tenderly on your upper arm, a look of genuine concern in his eyes.

"I'm fine, probably just a little tired still" you lied again, weakly smiling, you slept perfectly fine despite the uncomfortable sleeping position you'd settled for.

"Alright" he didn't seem to believe you, but he wasn't gonna keep asking, taking his hand off your arm, you said you were fine after all.

So, you scurried off back to your room, awkwardly passing him, he watched you with worried eyes, but you were unable to unpack the information you'd just learned. It's not like you two hadn't flirted, hell you guys almost kissed the previous night, although you weren't sure you were quite ready to delve into that. But despite all that, this was different. Flirting, kissing, all that is- was, different. This was something entirely new, he actually felt sexual desire for you, and you weren't quite sure how to react about that. You weren't stupid, you knew he liked you, you liked him too, but it was just fondness you'd assumed. When two people know each other for that long they grow close, and sometimes feelings spark, it's bound to happen, but it always fades. Besides, Remer moved on quickly, you'd learned that. But to know that he wanted you in that way, still? It was…tempting. It was something that you couldn't let your mind dwell on too long or you'd drive yourself crazy.

Remer, on the other hand, walked back into his room cluelessly, now assuming he'd be able to get his morning started with no distractions. Then he saw what you saw. He stood there staring, mouth slightly parted at the unmistakable photos laying on his bed, mere inches away from the shirt he'd used to wipe off the bottom of his stomach after getting himself off to the thought of you. Now he realized, you might have even heard him, how long were you near his door? He felt so stupid for not just cleaning it up or hiding it, or maybe even being quieter, although it wasn't really his style. But he was so dazed thinking about you, it didn't even cross his mind to clean up afterwards. He really didn't have hours before everyone woke up, in fact everyone in the house was probably awake by now. Shit, what was he even supposed to do now? Run to your door and say

"hey by the way that picture on my bed was totally unrelated, I just like jerking off to well made paper"

No, that wouldn't work.

Maybe you didn't know, yeah, that's why you were acting so normal and definitely not freaked out in front of his open door. Now he was really screwed. He picked up the photo, now ridden with guilt, great now he made you uncomfortable, now he probably made you hate him again, he just got close with you again and he fucked it all up, once again. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose as he placed the photo on his dresser next to the few childhood photos he had framed of you, him, and your brother. He smiled fondly at them, a slight feeling of guilt washing over him when he realized that this was his best friend's sister he was thinking about, but he wasn't that worried about it, as long as he didn't know. It would blow over probably, surely.

You paced around in your room as you thought of what to do, it was becoming so surreal, too much. It was starting to feel too much like it used to be, like you were making all the same mistakes over again.

While it was generally a bad idea, and you didn't know her all that well, you figured you needed to talk this out with someone. Since Jenna was the only other person you could talk to around here, why not have a little girl time? Someone to talk out your feelings with finally, she'd probably understand, right?

Although, you'd probably have to not mention any names, just to be safe.

You knocked on your brother's door, he was in the living room so he wouldn't overhear you thankfully, but you knew Jenna would be in his room, and seconds later she had opened it, greeting you with a bright smile and gesturing you in.

"Hey there honey" she said kindly, you were still surprised with how friendly she was.

"Hey Jenna" you said quietly, sitting down on the bed and taking a deep breath, and apparent uneasiness in your tone.

"Oh no hun, what's got you down?" She said in a sympathetic voice, sitting next to you on the edge of the bed.

You didn't expect her to give perfect advice, she was practically a stranger after all, she didn't really know you yet, but that was alright. You really just needed anyone to talk to, even if it was a stranger. In fact that might even be helpful, there were fewer consequences for asking advice from someone who doesn't really know you, there was no bias, just an unfiltered opinion. Maybe she'd even relate, it was nice to talk to a girl about this.

"I know we just met, and my brother would probably kill me if he knew I was already bugging his girlfriend for advice" you laughed weakly

Her lips curled to a smile and stifled a laugh, partly because that was in character for Joe, but also because you referred to her as his girlfriend, it had a nice ring to it. You continued, "but would you mind just giving me your perspective on something? Just to help me make a decision I guess?" You looked at her like you were gonna pass out if you didn't talk to someone about all this, and while you did give her the option, it was pretty obvious that you needed someone else's view.

"Oh!, Well sure, you can tell me anything hunny" she said comfortingly, patting the side of your arm. So you started unpacking it all, telling her about some "guy from work" with a different name, but really telling her about Remer, and since she didn't know you, how could she tell you were lying.

"And I really, really like him, I do, but it just comes with so much baggage and complications, I'm just worried someone's gonna get hurt? Should I even risk it? Y'know, our… work friendship and everything" you mumbled the end looking down as you caught yourself almost slipping up on the story.

She listened intently with pursed lips, nodding and letting you go on and on.

"He's so sweet to me, we have so much history, he's perfect really, but there's so much on the line like….our jobs, it's just becoming all too surreal. The intensity, It's overwhelming me I guess." You sighed, mostly of relief, it was refreshing to tell someone about what was on your mind, it was too much keeping it all in.

She stayed silent for a moment, thinking and observing your expression. There was a twinkle in her eye as she looked at you, she knew something was up with your, what you assumed was a bulletproof story, she knew there was something you were leaving out. You gave her a look that silently begged "don't try to figure it out please"

"Well, I think there's something you're not telling me" she smiled. You looked down nervously, you couldn't tell her, she'd go straight to your brother, and even if she didn't, it would slip out eventually. But she went on, "but, that's really none of my business. However, from what you've trusted to tell me, if this guy is really that important to you, then you should be with him. If you both feel the same way about each other, and it seems that you do, then I think it'd be a shame to let this fall out, take the risk." She said, gently putting her hands over yours. Her advice was kind and clear, she was so understanding, it really helped.

"Thank you Jenna, you really are a sweet girl, glad my brother has you." You wrapped your arms around her, a genuinely calming moment for you, something that you haven't been able to feel for a while. You felt a lot more sure than you had a half hour ago. You knew what you had to do now, you were gonna tell him.

While you and Jenna had your own debriefing session, Remer and Joe had their own talk of sorts in the living room.

"Dude can we talk real quick?" Remer asked as he joined Joe on the couch, interrupting all of the nothing he was doing.

"Yeah..? What's up?" Joe asked, barely taking his eyes off the tv as he ate his cereal, almost entirely sure that Remer was just about to ask him some dumb question like "how do fish hold their breath for so long"

"Soooo" Remer dragged on, "there's this girl"

Joe's expression immediately changed into a more curious one, slowly turning his head to listen more intently to his friend, sort of surprised. Remer wasn't one to usually have any serious conversations, let alone a serious conversation about girls.

"And she's awesome, I mean I really like her dude, like a lot" he chattered on

"Get to the point Remer" Joe rolled his eyes

"Fine, fine", he went on "all I mean is that she's special, but I don't know man, I feel like maybe…she doesn't feel the same way..about me? Like maybe I'm just freaking her out." He frowned, he hated to think he was ruining whatever you guys shared. Joe's eyebrows raised, this was probably the most serious Remer had ever been, especially about something like a relationship, it wasn't like him, but he was different when it came to you, he cared more when it came to you.

"Well, I don't know man, you know how girls are, I'm sure she'll come around eventually, maybe you just have to come out and say it. I mean what's the worst that could happen, she says no? Not like you haven't been rejected before" Joe patted him on the back encouragingly, looking almost proud, he and his best friend had finally found those special girls they'd always talked about in highschool. "Besides, at least you'll have a clear answer" he added

"Yeah you're right, thanks man" Remer smiled as he took his friend into an unnecessarily rough hug, almost pushing over Joe. "Awh dude stop, you're gonna make me spill my cereal"

You'd walked into the living room and witnessed the cute little display, smiling to yourself as you leaned against the counter and watched. Sometimes you forgot just how much Remer meant to your brother, how close they were, probably even closer than you and Remer were. It made you happy to see them happy, but it made you feel that underlying guilt that had been with you since you got here- no, since you were kids, since you first knew how you felt about Remer.

"So who's this special girl anyways?" Joe had nonchalantly asked Remer as he returned his attention to the tv and his painfully dry bowl of cereal.

Remer cleared his throat awkwardly before he spoke, "Ah, you know just my usual, models and stripers" he said dryly chuckling, hopefully playing it off well.

Your sentimental smile had dropped, you didn't often jump to conclusions, but you'd felt hurt, you didn't need to hear the rest, you knew what that meant. Had another girl already caught his attention? That fast? Was it because you had been pushing him away? But you stopped that, you started to get close with him again, you trusted him again. It took you back to the day you found one of Remer's playboy magazines under his bed. Instead of finding it funny, or teasing him, you just felt sad. You felt sad because you knew that you didn't look like one of those girls, you didn't think you were good enough to be the type of girl that Remer would like, those were the type of girls that got his attention, not you. You'd never be the type of girl he was attracted to, like that at least. Guess you still weren't that girl.

You couldn't explain the feeling of betrayal settling in your chest. You felt your arms start to feel Shaky and your legs go weak, your heart beating quickly, your thoughts racing even quicker. You just couldn't be here right now, you needed to go somewhere else, somewhere where he wasn't. You got your hopes up, and you should have.

Your heart pounded achingly as you grabbed your keys, walking swiftly to the door, fighting the tears that were pricking your eyes, ignoring anything anyone might even try to say to you.

Remer had noticed your quick pace and almost devastated, yet pissed, look. He hoped it wasn't his fault, but he was terrified that it was, he wanted to say something but you were leaving in such a hurry he didn't think you'd even turn around to listen.

There were very few people you even liked from this town but, even then, you really didn't even remember anyone from your hometown. There was really only one person you remembered the address of, just barely, and you really wanted to avoid seeing her. But you might just have to. You got in your car, staring at the wheel and blinking out the tears that settled in your eyes. You just needed a distraction. So you reluctantly made your way to her house.

You knocked on her door once you got there, regretting it the moment you did. "It's just for a few hours, it's just for a few hours" you repeated to yourself quietly.

She gasped dramatically when she opened the door, "oh my god, where have you been! It's been too long, come in, come in!" She said in an excited high pitched voice.

"Hi Brittany." You sighed, your energy far from matching hers, nonetheless forcing a smile, or at least somewhat of a smile as you welcomed yourself in.

"Oh my god it's been what, 10, 20 years since I've seen you?" She joked, but you weren't exactly in the mood.

"It's been 2 Brittany" you blankly replied, making your way to sit down.

"Quite moody for someone just back in town, why don't I invite some of the old girls over and we'll all have a drink, that'll bring you right back, now won't it?" she asked with that fake smile, the same fake smile she always gave, you questioned why you ever gave up such a special friendship for girls like that, why you even hung around them at all. But you nodded anyways.

"Yeah sure, love to" you forced a smile back as best you could, how the hell did you do it back then? Why were you doing it now?

It didn't get any better once the other girls got there, suddenly you were just taken back to the miserable days of senior year where you'd blank out at the lunch table, picking at your food out of boredom and not listening to anything anyone said, missing when you'd sit with the people that actually made you happy. They just talked shit about other people's lives, exchanging their shallow, meaningless gossip, and it wasn't any different now. You braced yourself for what came next, the over personal questions you'd get.

"Soo, are you seeing anyone?" One of them had turned to ask you, the rest of the girls sharing a knowing look that said "why would she be?" and took a somehow judgmental sip of their wine.

"Not really, just here for college break" you sat up to say after what felt like hours just leaning back and listening to them talk, not feeling any desire to join in. Then you felt the faint buzz of your phone ringing, you couldn't think of why anyone would be calling you, until you saw the contact. Why was he calling you, the one person you absolutely wanted to not talk to right now. You declined and reluctantly brought your attention back to them, anything was better than thinking about your feelings right now.

But of course, the conversation didn't stay distracting for long, eventually the topic that you so desperately were trying to run from right now was brought up again.

"So you're staying with your brother right now, right?" Brittany had asked, an unsettling smile on her lips, one that surely wasn't genuine.

"Yeah, him and Remer, like always" you dryly laughed

"No offense, but we always hated them, we don't know how you could stand them all those years" brittany giggled, the other girls chiming in "oh my god, especially Remer"

Even if you were mad at him, you weren't gonna sit around and here your brother and your best friend get talked about like this.

"Remers sweet you guys, really. You just have to get to know him" you gushed, you couldn't help it.

"Yeah maybe if you take your top off in front of him" one of them murmured

"He's not like that, you guys don't know him like I do" you defended, your head started to hurt just being around them for this long, they were really getting on your nerves now.p

"Well sorry, we didn't realize you were so in love with him" one of the girls had teased, dragging out the "love" part. As if they couldn't possibly imagine the idea that maybe you really did Like him. This was your breaking point. Maybe they were just joking, perhaps you were just overreacting, and maybe you were just taking your emotions out on them but you'd snapped. You grabbed your things and started to leave, "I think I'm gonna go" you mumbled as you started heading out, but not before telling them all, "you know, I had more fun with them just in this month than I had with you guys in a year, you're all so shallow and boring, it gets exhausting. At least people like them, people like me, are actually happy, I don't know how I could stand any of you back then." You huffed as you left, all of them almost immediately talking about you as soon as you shut the door, and once again you having no idea where you were going, but needing to leave.

It was getting dark outside, and there was only one more familiar place you knew the directions to, and somehow this was the place you least wanted to end up going to, you'd only start giving into the emotions that you were trying so hard to avoid, but where better to go.

You got out of your car, sighing heavily, you came back to where it all started, quite possibly the most important place of your whole life. The playground where you first met Remer.

You sat criss crossed on the bench, the sky a much darker shade now that it was somehow later than you'd thought. You smiled to yourself as you remembered the first words you exchanged, you were so young, neither of you knew you'd be friends for this long, let alone more, but here you were years later, although now you had much more complex problems. Things were so much simpler back then.

"Thought you'd be here" you heard a voice murmur from behind you followed by sounds of rustling leaves in the grass.

Your heart pounded, you turned to see Remer, staring back sympathetically and tilting his head, frowning. Even though you were supposed to be mad, you weren't. Maybe it was just the sentimental mood you were in, but you felt like you had to forgive him, or at least let him talk. You waved for him to come sit next to you as you pouted.

"I think we should talk" he said, walking over, taking a seat next to you, hearing the creak of the bench.

"What's to talk about?" You sighed, looking down, your hands lay limp in your lap.

"The way I feel about you…." He started, "it's a lot, a lot more than I've ever felt for anyone" Your heart thrummed in your chest as you looked at him, watching how vulnerable he looked as he spoke, why was he telling you this? Wasn't he busy with his stripper-model?

"The thing is, I know you probably don't feel the same way, you might not even like me as a friend anymore" he paused "but I love you"

Love? He..loved you?

"Wait- w- huh?" You felt like your head was spinning, like you couldn't even understand the language he was speaking, what did he mean? In love?

"I'm sorry, don't hate me, please. I just needed to tell you, if there was any chance of saving our friendship." He begged you, his pleading tone made that clear.

Your chest rose and fell rapidly, the tears in your eyes somehow already starting to drip down to your cheeks, cooling your warm face.

"Don't cry please" he frowned as his eyes scanned over your face, a mix of confusion, hurt, and a very, very subtle giddiness.

"I just love you" he repeated again, a deep sorrow in his eyes, awaiting your lack of reciprocation.

"Stop saying that Remer, you don't mean it, you don't love me" you shook your head, in disbelief, you know what you heard. You weren't what he wanted, you were stupid to let yourself think you were.

"I do, I mean it." He kept talking, confused, he didn't understand why you were so upset.

"I don't understand Remer, I heard you earlier, I heard you talking about that girl" you said shakily, barely able to get the words out.

"What? What are you talking about" he seemed genuinely confused, shaking his head. why was he playing dumb?

"With Coop, you said there was some girl, some model or stripper whatever you said, you said there was someone else."

He laughed, how could he laugh at something like this?

He laughed as he realized what you had overheard "I was talking about you" he explained, holding your forearms gently "I was asking your brother for advice on what to do about you, of course I couldn't tell him it was you though" he reassured you

"Really" you said, a sobbed laugh coming out, tears following as they streamed even harder down your cheeks, it was a feeling of temporary relief.

"Oh don't cry sweetheart" he cooed, holding your warm and tear stained cheek, rubbing his thumb gently under your eye, wiping a stray tear away. "But yes, there's no one else but you, I love you" it was like he was making up for all those years he couldn't say it, abusing the word.

Fuck it, you weren't gonna keep running from how you felt, like you had all day. You just wanted to give In finally, so you would.

You leaned forward pressing a gentle wet kiss to his lips, you felt his breath hitch as you did, breathing hard through his nose. Nonetheless he let his hand fall to the back of your head, nestled through your hair and deeply kissing you back, the almost immediate feeling of butterflies fluttering in your tummy. This kiss even more special than the one you'd shared all those years ago, this one more passion filled and caring all at the same time, soft yet hard, fast yet caring. The comforting feeling of his other hand tenderly on your jaw, no noise other than the sound of your lips pressed against each other and your shared breathing. While it was somewhat short, it felt like everything in the world other than you two had stopped, no worries, no talking, no thoughts, just you.

You pulled back but saw him look at you like he needed to keep kissing you, his lids heavy and his lips wet, a needy and desperate look on his face as he pulled your mouth right back to his.

He finally pulled back, and whispered quietly, "you're really pretty you know" just as he had all those years ago. You started giggling, maybe it wasn't much different than it was back then.

"You're stupid" you giggled as your foreheads stayed pressed together, the tips of your noses touching. You could hear shallow and quiet breathing coming from both of you.

It was kinda silly after all, you both felt the same way the entire time and yet all these misunderstandings almost drove you apart. There was a few moments of shared silence, fond stares at each other.

"I don't get it though, I thought you hated me when you stopped talking to me back then" he pouted, finally confronting you, hoping for an answer that he hadn't already considered.

"Remer I never hated you, I was just too scared of my own feelings for you. I left because I was scared that I loved you. I shouldn't have though, and I'm sorry" you frowned, leaving a much quicker, almost "apology kiss" to his lips.

"You loveee me?" He teased, his frown disappearing at the reciprocated word, immediately making a serious moment entertaining, and you loved him for it.

"Shut up" you laughed, "what are we gonna do about my brother though?" You couldn't stay in the dark about that forever, you had to address the obvious.

"he doesn't have to know" he said with a coy smile, he's right, he didn't have to know. It would just be your secret.

#WAARRRRR ISSS OVEEERRRRR #KRYSTAL UPDATED #HAPPY CAMPER #ITS SO GOOD #MY FAVORITE SERIES #doug remer #doug remer x reader

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