being a gentleman

anonymous asked:

With the recent chapter in Confessing It, does Bill know that Dipper's "flirtation" by demon standards makes him an oblivious demon magnet? You did say had the events of Faking It never occurred, Dipper would strangely attract demons whether he likes it or not.

Bill is more than a little aware of what a nice human he’s bagged, or he wouldn’t have hooked up with Dipper in the first place! 

Or rather, let Dipper hook up with him.  After all, Bill’s not the one who went below the belt first. He was being a gentleman.

It’s also safe to say that Dipper, if the events of Faking It had never happened -  would have had a demon go ‘Nice,’ right before keeping on with whatever they were doing. A demon who took a closer look at Dipper would have gone ‘NICE’ - But no way would they put up with Dipper’s defiant shenanigans, not once it stopped being Interesting and started being Annoying.

Bill was aware that once you get a good demonic look at his human (Which Dipper made Bill WORK to figure out, that tease) he’s a piece of eye candy. 

He was not expecting what ended up happening.  Not the first time Bill’s been blindsided, and it’s not going to be the last.

BTS Reactions To You Accidentally Giving Them A Boner


You weren’t very fond of people waking you up. Seokjin unfortunately learned this the hard way when he had done it accidentally only to have to face your wrath. However, he had learned with time and progression through your relationship, that there was a way to get you to wake up happy.

He had begun his work in the kitchen when the smell of delicious food sprung you to consciousness. You were practically drooling as you made your way to the kitchen in nothing but Seokjin’s shirt and a flimsy pair of underwear.  

“Good morning Jagi,” he cooed as he heard your approaching steps. 

“What are you making?” You asked excitedly as you spotted him.

He looked back and was just about to answer when he finally turned to look at you. He could feel himself growing hard as his gaze was suddenly drawn to your exposed legs. The sight of you in just his shirt was irresistible but Seokjin being the gentleman he was, waited until after you ate before making a move. 

You had just begun to wash the dishes when he suddenly reached over you to shut the tap off. He pressed his body behind yours and held you close to him as he whispered into your ear, “I want dessert Jagiya.” 

“O-oh yeah? What did you want to eat?” You stuttered as you became aware of his growing bulge pressed against your ass. 

“You,” he breathed before he turned you around and rid you of his shirt. His hands quickly coming into contact with your exposed skin. 

Originally posted by syubbie


In Yoongi’s eyes you were always attractive. However, it was moments like these; when he saw your eyes burning with passion, that he found you to be absolutely breathtaking. 

Your hands typed furiously against the keyboard, in a rush to get all your ideas for your next article down. You scrunched your eyebrows together and unconsciously bit your lip in concentration, absolutely driving Yoongi insane. 

He didn’t realize how big of turn on this side was of you until he felt a stir in his pants. Fuck.

“Are you almost done?” He asked from where he was lying on the bed, his voice a bit hoarse. 

“Mhm,” was your only answer as you continued to type away. 

Yoongi bit the inside of his cheek, willing his body to calm down. Now was not the time…but he couldn’t help himself. Before he knew it he found his way behind your chair. 

Your eyes shot wide open the second you felt his lips against your neck.

“Yoon-yoongi what are you doing?” You asked a bit breathlessly, as he had instantly gone for the spot you were the most sensitive.

“Can’t you take a break baby?” He whispered hotly against your ear.

Originally posted by talk-me-down-troye


“Like this?” You asked Hoseok hesitantly. 

You were beyond nervous. Hoseok was naturally good at dancing, but you on the other hand, could hardly walk without tripping. Which is why you hadn’t understood why Hoseok had asked you to help him practice the dance duet he had been working hard on choreographing. 

“Your body seems a bit stiff Jagiya,” he pointed out and you felt yourself deflate just a little.

“I’m sorry Hoseok. I don’t think I’m the best person to help you with this,” you sighed a tad bit defeated.

“Of course you are Jagiya! Don’t give up,” he encouraged with a bright smile, “just relax.”

You were curious as to what he was up to as he walked closer towards you and grabbed you by the waist.

 “Okay let’s practice another part,” he suggested, “let my body lead yours ok?”

Within seconds he had your bodies blended against one another and he had yours moving to the speed of his. Just as he turned your body, so you’d be facing him, he felt himself stir. 

He usually was pretty good at controlling himself but the sight of your sweaty body against his in the mirrors reflection, must’ve played quite a number on him. He couldn’t help it as he leaned closer towards you and drew you into a passionate kiss, completely stealing your breath away.

You were breathless as you pulled away and looked up at him a bit amused by the sudden attack of his lips, “uh-is that apart of the choreo?”

“Just between you and I,” was all he said before he leaned in to kiss you again, a bit more rougher and messier this time. 

Originally posted by jinkooks


Namjoon bit on his bottom lip as he stared at you intently from where he was seated. He couldn’t believe how easily you had managed to excite him. You hadn’t even intentionally done it. You had come over with the intention of watching a movie with him when you suddenly helped yourself to a banana. 

At the sight of your lips encircling the banana, any thoughts in Namjoon’s mind of a fluffy movie night was thrown out the window. 

“Namjoon?” You tilted your head in curiosity as you caught on to his intense stare.

Namjoon cleared his throat, a poor attempt at trying to calm himself down. It was too late, the desire to feel your body against him was too strong. 

“Are you done with that banana?” He asked, and you noticed that his voice was more hoarse than usual.

You looked at him, confused by the question, “…yes? Why?”

His eyes darkened as he gave you a small smirk, “because I’d rather have your lips wrapped around something else.”

It didn’t take much time for you to understand what he meant by that, Namjoon didn’t even really give you much time to think either. Before you knew it, he had you pinned under him on the couch.

Originally posted by jeonsshi


Jimin quietly cursed himself. Why had he thought that it’d be a good idea to have you sit on his lap?

He loved keeping you close but right now, he seriously regretted his decision. Especially since all the other members were gathered in the dorm’s living room with the two of you. You were just trying to get comfortable, but your constant movement had him getting hard, fast. The swelling of his dick was out of his control.

Your eyes widened the second you felt his bulge pressed up right against your ass. You turned around and sent him a questioningly glance.

“It’s because you keep moving,” he whispered, trying hard not be heard by the other members.

“Sorry,” you apologized, but you couldn’t help but feel a bit amused by the situation. Especially, when you saw Jimin close his eyes as he concentrated on calming himself down.

A sudden playfulness washed over you as you intentionally moved your ass a certain way against his bulge. You let a small smile grace your lips as you heard him release a soft hiss. 

“Are you okay?” You asked feigning innocence and that was the last straw for him. 

Before you knew it, Jimin had excused you both before leading you to his room only to have him press you up against a wall the second the door was closed.

Originally posted by park-jimizzle


“Stay still,” you giggled as you pushed Taehyung down on the bed and crawled on top of him, straddling him. 

“Uh Jagiya, what are you doing?” He muttered as a flush began to bloom across his cheeks.

You couldn’t help but laugh, “don’t get all excited now.”

“I’m not,” he lied. He could already feel himself stirring in his pants, this was the affect you had on him. 

“Taehyung look at me,” you smiled, “I want to see your eyes.”

“My eyes?” He asked confused, but turned to look at you anyways. His excitment only growing at your close proximity. 

You nodded your head and leaned down so there was only a few inches between your lips and he contemplated kissing you. 

The second you saw the speck you had been searching for you grinned fondly, “ahh there it is! I love the mole under your eye so much.” 

Satisfied, you moved to get off his lap but Taehyung flipped your bodies instead so you were the one under him.

“I told you not to get excited Tae,” you jokingly chastised. 

“It’s a little too late for that…because of you I have a big problem now. it’s only fair that you help me with it,” he smirked as he licked his lips, the shyness from a few seconds ago completely gone.

You let out a small laugh before you drew him in for an intense kiss.

Originally posted by youngest-k


Fuck. Was the only thought running through Jungkook’s mind as his eyes were glued to your body.

Why had he thought this would be a good idea?

Jungkook hadn’t fully thought it through when he asked you to join him for his workout. Of course he knew stretching was important, but was it even legal for you to look this good as you did?

You had no idea about the affect you were having on him as you began your exercise with squats. Jungkook was restless and couldn’t seem to focus on anything but you and eventually there was a stir in his pants and he inwardly cursed. He no longer had any control over his body as his mind began to fill with lustful thoughts. 

You had just been going down for another squat when you felt Jungkook wrap his arms around your waist drawing you close to him. Your eyes began to widen as you felt something poking you from behind and finally realized what it was.

“Baby, I don’t think this was a good idea,” was all he said before he turned you around and captured your lips in his. 

Originally posted by sugutie


I hope you enjoy<33 Special thanks to admin k for some of the ideas<3

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Dating Draco Malfoy Would Include...

Originally posted by excusemefangirlhere

- meeting in third period charms and bonding over how stupid some of the other students were

- a lot of kisses on the forehead with a arm around your waist at all times

- forcing you to take his jacket

- im not kidding

- you two could be walking out of the library at 11 pm after studying for the potions exam the next morning and he’d come up behind you and just wrap his robes around your body

- ‘draco i already have my own’

- ‘oh shush i know your cold y/n’

- being a perfect gentleman around you

- but when he mouths off to potter and his friends you put him in his place

- not being a really big fan of how rude he is to the younger students


- yule ball was almost to most cutest thing in the world

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Being Sebastian Stan's love interest would include... (Headcanon)


Summary: The title is pretty self-explanatory…

Word count: 478

Warnings: None

A/N: If you have any other ideas related to this headcanon, PLEASE TELL ME THEM!!!

Originally posted by stuckybarnesrogers

Seb being the perfect gentleman in public
Opening doors for you/helping you up the stairs
But on the set, it’s SOOOO different
Seb constantly tripping you up
Making you laugh behind the camera
Making you laugh during the most inappropriate moments
Director: “Y/N, we are making a horror movie, not a comedy!”
Director: “Y/N, Seb, you have just witnessed your family being killed. I don’t get the joke?”
Director: “Y/N, Seb… You know what? I give up. I retire!”
Fans shipping you to the next level
Fans calling you ‘Mum’ and 'Dad’
Awkward questions being asked at ComicCon panels
Fan: “Y/N, judging  off of the sex scenes you have filmed with Seb and any personal experience, how good is he in bed?”
Y/N: “Why do you need to know that?”
Fan: “A science project for school.”
Y/N: “Oh well if it’s a matter of life and death I guess I have to answer!”
Seb: “Wait! Hold on! What do you mean by 'personal experience’?”
Star gazing in the middle of late night shoots
Seb: “A shooting star! Make a wish!”
Y/N: “What did you wish for?”
Seb: “Another increasingly explicit sex scene.”
Pranking each other on set
Slagging each other off in interviews
Interviewer: “So, Y/N what is it like working with Sebastian?”
Y/N: “Horrific! He constantly messes around, always up to no good, ruins the set. He really is a pain in the butt.”
Seb *voice faintly heard in the distance*: “I heard that!”
Leaving weird gifts in each other’s trailers
Seb leaving you a bouquet of flowers one day and a sex toy the next
The gifts getting weirder and weirder as filming progresses 
Makeup artist: “So what did he leave you today, Y/N?”
Y/N: “A pile of loose change…”
Makeup artist *desperately trying to sound optimistic*: “You never know, it might come in handy one day.”
The loose change did indeed come in handy as you spent the whole day throwing it at Sebastian and screaming at him “PEASANT!”
Having to get over the awkwardness and slight fear of being naked in front of each other
Seb having to take a break because he’d pulled a muscle flexing so much
Filming a fight scene
Accidentally punching him in the face
Sebastian dramatic falling to the floor in pain and pretending to cry, 
Y/N *while flexing and staring straight down the lens*: “Hulk 2.0, will shortly be in a cinema near you.”
Taking pictures at the premiere together
Messing around in the screening
Throwing popcorn at each other
Having to answer questions the next day about a film you didn’t even end up watching
The press tour
Sitting next to each other on plane rides
Watching movies at the exact same time so you can laugh together
Ending up sleeping on each other
The cast picking on you both for being so cute
Being the most stereotypical tourists and pissing off all the local people

A/N: REQUESTS ARE OPEN and constructive crititism is appreciated!

anonymous asked:

I live and would die for asexual biromantic Percy Jackson

Listen …. I live and breath for this headcanon and I love you for agreeing 

  • Percy treats Annabeth right - he grew up with Gabe abusing Sally and he vowed to be the exact opposite of him - so she doesn’t realize right away. They’ve never done anything further than kiss and she assumes it’s because they’re young and then because there’s other things to worry about and then that he’s being a gentleman once everything has settled down
  • When she finds out she’s incredibly supportive and Percy breathes a sigh of relief (cause lets face it: Percy probably has lots of self-worth issues and anxiety and it was hard for him to come out)
  • A lot of people are concerned about them having children and they’re just like are you crazy?? we don’t want to bring a child into this world to possibly suffer like us
  • Instead they look after, care, and help train all the campers who ran away, were kicked out of their homes, or were orphaned. Their hands are always full, but it makes them feel as if they’re doing some good in the world and they end up having dozens of children and what, just because we didn’t birth them doesn’t mean they’re not our children, piss off
  • The particularly young campers live with them and pay visits to Sally when they get older. She bakes for them and gives them life advice and pulls them into her infamous hugs when they’re sad. She warns Percy who to keep an eye on
  • But as much as he feels comfortable around his family, he’s self-conscious around the Aphrodite cabin and anyone else he thinks may sneer at him for it, until many reassurances later when they help him accept who he is
  • Once he accepts who he is, he loves to joking flirt with Jason and Piper and Leo, who tell him to screw off. Annabeth thinks it’s hilarious because she knows there’s nothing behind it besides trying to get a rise out of their friends
  • And if sometimes they pull pranks or fight Percy in retaliation, let’s just say she’s only a foot behind to record all of it
  • He and Annabeth go to every Chris Evans movie cause damn that boy is so dreamy
  • His favorite pajama shirt is one that reads “you are correct, Asexuals do reproduce via budding and soon our clones will rule the world” that Annabeth bought him

This went to a different place than I was expecting but here are some of my thoughts nevertheless

Mod Isabel


“One of the strange things about this relationship is how comfortable it already is. They know each other. Simon always kind of treated Clary like a best friend but like a girlfriend in a sense of taking care of her and opening the door for her and just being a gentleman. It’s getting to know someone that you’ve known forever in a new way.”

Disneyland with a side of dessert

Chris Evans X Y/N.

Warnings:Sex, language. Not much else really.

Summary: Y/N is in a interview alongside Chris Evans, during so it’s revealed that  she’s never gone to Disneyland and Chris can’t fathom the idea. Being the gentleman that he is, he vows to take you to Disneyland because… everyone should go at least once in their life.  

Y/n  smile as her nerves tempt to get the best of her, James Corden is slowly making his way down the sofa, asking both fan and random questions that he found. Chris Evans was the first to go, answering the obvious questions. “What does he think about the new direction Cap is going? Does he see a real love interest with Agent 13 and Cap? How many dogs does he own? Is he more a dog man or cat man?” 

Y/N watched Chris answer the questions with enthusiasm and nervousness, he smiled too much and struggled to convey what he truly meant sometimes. However as James cards of question dwindled down, she knew it was close to being her turn. Which normally wouldn’t be a problem but she was late for rehearsals and had no clue what she would be asked. 

The English talk show host starts off simple, “where was she born, what was her favorite subject” and as the questions progress they become different in nature, some personal others ridiculous. It’s the second to last question that gets a reaction she didn’t expect. 

“Now, Y/N, is it true that you’ve never been to Disneyland?” Some of the audience members gasp with shock as James finishes his question. 

“Yeah…” She says quietly. Another gasp from the audience. 

“What!” Chris says, loudly. The shock in his voice causes a eruption of laughter to spill through the audience. 

Her eyes go wide as she stares blankly at James, like a deer in headlights. “I guess that was the wrong answer.” 

“Wait, you’ve seriously never been to Disneyland?”  Chris interrupts before James can ask the next question. He’s shocked. 

“Yes?” she says, confused. 

“How old are you?” A member of the audience shouts. 

“Thirty-one…” she says, skittishly. 

Chris’ shock doesn’t leave his face as he starred at you wide eyes for the rest of the interview. He was in utter shock that you’d never gone. It didn’t seem natural. Like the world–his world had stopped turning. As he leaned back on the sofa and starred at the strawberry blonde, he knew there was only one thing left to do.

“It’s alright, I’ll take you to Disneyland.” he said smiling and the audience cheered with glee. “I mean, gosh what’s another trip there for me.” he joked. 

Y/N smiled, hiding her eyes from Chris while he soaked up the moments of being a ‘hero.’ James had asked if he was serious about his remark to which he responded, “One doesn’t joke about attending Disneyland.” 

Y/n learned shortly after the show finished tapping that he wasn’t joking. She’s packing up her bag when a knock on her dressing room door, distracts her. Chris stands in front of her, a small smile on his face. 


She looks around, confused by his presence. “Hi…” 

“So when do you wanna go?” 

She raises an eyebrow at him, letting her hip prevent the door from closing on Chris. “I’m sorry?”

“To Disneyland?” he says, much like a child would do. 

Y/n chuckles, backing away from the door to return back to her bag while he slowly walks in, shoving his hand into his pocket. 

“It’s fine. You don’t have to actually take me just because you said it on national Television.” She says, shaking off the invitation. 

Chris smiles, “No, I was serious. You really have to go. You can’t live life until you’ve experienced Disneyland.” 

“Oh, really?”


“Uh… alright…. How about a week from today?” She says, biting on her lower lip. 

“Yeah, that works.” Chris pulls his hand out of his pocket along with his cell phone, walking over towards her and handing her the phone. “Can i have you number please?”

“Sure.” She quickly puts in her information and handing it back to him. 

“Alright, I’ll see you a week from today, I’ll text you the day of to get your address and pick you up.” 

Y/N nods, giving him a small smile before he leave the room. 

Y/N cell phone buzzes on her nightstand, waking her from her slumber, her hand searches for the phone as she refuses to lift her head from the pillow. After the third buzz and her continues failed attempts at locating it does she finally lift her head, angrily pulling the phone off the stand and looking at it. Text  messages all from Chris. 

“Hey, It’s Chris. You still up for tomorrow?”

“I still need your address by the way. We have to leave early, six preferable. The park opens at eight but even then it can be packed.”

“And wear something cool. Shorts, light colors, nothing that will cook you.”

She groans, annoyed. Dropping her phone on the pillow near her head. Much to her dismay the phone goes off again. 

And wear sunscreen. Lots of sunscreen! :)

She smiles and reluctantly texts him back, saying she’s more than ready for tomorrow and that she can’t wait go to. Her address is the last thing she texts him before she falls back asleep. 

The next morning, she packs a small bag, lathers her arms and legs in sunscreen and awaits for the arrival of Chris. He arrives a few minutes earlier than he said he would, knocking on her door; dressed in a pair of boardwalk shorts, a blue shirt and a baseball cap. 


“Yeah, are you?”

Chris nods in response. 

“S’how many times have you been to Disneyland?” Y/N asks curiously, once they are in his car. 

“A couple of times.” 

“And it’s that fun that you keep going back?” Chris chuckles. 

“It’s fun, trust me. You’ll have fun.” 

After arriving at Disneyland, they had been there less than two hours before Y/N was ready to call it a day. They’d been to two of the themed areas and she was exhausted. The crowds were growing larger and larger every time they’d left a ride, she noticed. Chris however didn’t seem to mind, he was busy recommending that she try certain rides and certain foods. 

“Oh! I want a churro, do you want one?” She asks, motioning towards the small trolley. 

“No, I’ll pass.” Chris says, making a face of disgust. 

“You’ll pass on a churro? And you’re telling me I’m the crazy one.” 

“I don’t like them.” 

Her eyes grow wide, “What? How can you not like Churros?”

“I like churros, just not Disney’s.”

“Mmmhmm.” Y/n leaves his side, hurrying off to order a churro and a water bottle. She returns Churro in one hand and a water in the other, waving  the churro in Chris face.

“Oh, looky what I have here.” She says, jokingly. Continuing to wave the churro at him. 

“Yeah, yeah…” 

“How can you not like them?” She asks, taking a large bite out of it. “Oh, god you’re one of those people who doesn’t like his peas touching his other food, huh?”

“What? Where did that come from?” he asks, chuckling as they sit on a nearby bench.

“I don’t know, Mr. Churro-hating-guy.”

“I don’t hate them.”

“Yeah, sure. Tell that to those poor churros over there that are homeless.” She says, looking over at the trolley again. 

Chris shakes his head before pulling her churro near him and taking a large bite out of it. Y/N jaw drops as she faces him, looking at her freshly bite churro and back at Chris, whose proudly chewing ‘her’ churro. He smiles, proudly; raising an eyebrow at her. 

“My churro.” she says in a small voice. 

“Mmm, delicious.” Chris says, rolling his eyes. 

“It’d better be, I paid four dollars for that.” 

Chris chuckles, patting her on her shoulder, lightly. 

“Are you ready?” Chris asks, looking up at the roller coaster. 


“Come on, you have to ride at least one roller coaster.”

“No…. see I’m not so good with the whole height thing.. or the loopy thing… or the being in midair thing. .”

Chris turns to look at you, his arms crossing over his chest. “Don’t you do your own stunts?” The brunette asks with a smile on his face. 

“There’s a difference between this and that.” She says, pointing up the roller coaster just as it passes. “With my own stunts,  at least i know, i go out on my own terms. This… the wheels could fall off, the cables could break, the pole could fall. Haven’t you seen any of the final destination movies? There was literary one that revolved around a roller coaster.” 

Chris chuckles which soon turns into laughter. “Relax, i’ll protect you.”

“I’m pretty sure one of the guys in the final destination movie” Chris gently wraps his arm around her shoulder pulling her along side them as he walks her to the fast pass line. “said that exact line and he was decapitated or something.”

“You’ll be fine.” 

“He said that too.” 

After the ride was over, Y/N is latched to Chris arm like a toddler. Her teeth chattering as they move away.

“See that wasn’t so bad.” Chris says, smiling. 

“This was revenge for the churro thing, huh?”

“No, you can’t go to the greatest place on earth and not ride at least one big roller coaster.” 

“Well, if throw up my churro, you’d have learned your lesson.” 

The pair, had spent the entire day at the park and night. They’d spent the hours, enjoying the company of one another and everything the park had to offer. Chris’ eyes lite up when he watched Y/N experience the firework show for the first time and ultimately stuff her face with cotton candy, another churro and half a shaved ice which she split with him. He’d bought her a Mickey mouse hat and a mickey mouse balloon which she fell in love with. 

Chris had no shortage of fun either, at this point in his life the park was no mystery to him, he knew every inch but some things still manage to surprise him. Like the way they tried to make the park a new experience for everyone, how you could ride splash mountain one day and get drench but the next time you would ride it, you’d get sprinkles of water on you. How the characters would dance with the childern encouraging the parents to join in. 

On the other hand, he still found it troubling that this was indeed her first time visiting the park. That she was thirty-one years old and had beeen living in L.A. for a little over ten years but hadn’t ventured to the theme park. 

As they walked through the parking garage, Chris and Y/n holding onto the small trinkets they managed to pick up through the park. 

“Did you have fun?” He asked, nudging the smaller woman. 

She smiles, “Yeah. Thank you.”

“Hey, it’s like i said, everyone should go at least once in their life.” 

Once they reach his car, they put everything in the trunk and head for the front seat where Chris sits, silently resting his head back for a little. Y/N looks around the vacant parking lot before turning her eyes back to him. 

“Are you gonna be okay to drive?” She asks, softly. 

He nods in response. 

“You sure?” She asks not entirely convinced. 

“Yeah, I’m just tired and my legs are killing me.” 

Y/n looks out the window, watching the flickering light when he speaks again. “Have you ever gone to universal?” 

“Does being outside it count?” 

“Guess that’s where we are going next time.” 

She turns to face him, “Next time?”

“Well, Universal is great too.” he says, raising an eyebrow at her. 

She nods, smirk. Her eyes meet his, seeing how tired he really was. His Eyes sporting circles under them, nearly bloodshot and he looked like he’d been up for twenty-four hours straight. 

He stares at her, intensely, the muscles in his cheeks tensing as he watches her. She keeps trying to smiling but it keeps disappearing. She puts her hand on his to gain his attention, thinking mayne he’s dazed off but her words get caught in her throat. Chris glances down at her pink lips. He leans forward, slowly inching towards her at first she pulls her head back knowing and fearing what was going to happen. her chest rising and falling rapidly as she watches hik move closer. Her green eyes move from his lips to his eyes and when he’s inches away from her lips, when he’s close enough to feel the hest betwen them, she closes it. Capturing his lips in a delicate kiss. p>

Neither of them pushed it deeper, to them it felt perfect, like they were no longer surprised that they found themselves in this moment. The nerves melted away as their kiss was a thing of beauty. A kiss that didn’t even feel real. The light from the garage illuminated the inside of the car as her hand came up to find his head, gently threading her fingers in his hair. 

They part, slowly; Chris leaning his forehead on Y/N’s. Each breathing deeply. She didn’t move and for a moment Chris searches for her eyes and much to his disappointment her beautiful green eyes are closed still and her smooth freckled skin is flushed, tinted with the color red. His hand slowly reaches out to graze along her cheek, she opens her eyes meeting his beautiful blue ones. His hand moves to her lips, his thumb resting on her bottom lip. A smile on his face. 

His thumb brushes her lip lightly, he whispers through a hoarse voice. “If you want me to stop, tell me now.” Y/N doesn’t say anything in response, she stares at him, her hand falling to his neck. Chris opens his mouth to add more but his words are held hostage by her mouth. She pulls him closer, her hand tightly wrapped around her neck and the other kneading at his t-shirt. The kiss is gentle. The same resilience as their earlier kiss but it’s not gentle she wants. She groans into the kiss, his hand gently squeezing her thigh as his tongue danced with hers. 

He pulls at her waist and thighs silently begging that she come closer, that sha can be right where he needs her to be. She takes a minute to think before doing so, crawling onto his lap and kissing him. There’s little room in the driver seat for two grown adults but room is the last thing thy are thinking off. they cant get enough of each other. their kiss deepened; his hands reaching under her shirt to touch her bare skin. His lips trail down her jaw, nipping at her throat. Every moan pushes him further but the small quarters only allow him so much access. 

Chris can feel the heat from between her legs near his manhood, the small shorts she’s wearing are doing little to hide her arousal.  He grips the bottom of her shirt, slowly lifting it over her head to reveal her small blue bra, he tosses her shirt into the backseat, gently pulling her bra down to capture her breast in his mouth. Her back arches as her chest pushes into him further and her hips grind onto him, he groans softly, low in his throat at the contact. 

She works her hand down his chest, inching her way towards his constricted bulge, unbuckling his belt and unzipping them. Y/n lifts herself off of Chris, settling back in the pass anger seat where she mimics Chris’ actions, her shorts come off.

He impatiently pulls her back onto him, his mouth seeking hers, hungirly. The windows in the car begin to fog as their lust for one another grows stronger. Y/n gently allows her self to sink onto him, slowly taking his length. He slides into her with ease, her walls squeezing him. She gasps when the back of her thighs meet his thighs. 

With a deep breathe, she looks down at him and his eyes meet her, the car filling with echoes of their breathe. She has a hand on his shoulder and the other on the chair while his are wrapped around her waist. 

“Hi…” He whispers starring deeply into her eyes, his warm breath leaving a trail of goosebumps down her spine. 

“Hi…” She repeats, meeting his eyes.  

He smiles, leaving a small peck on her lower jaw his grip around her waist tightens and he lifts her up slowly allowing her to sink back onto him. She moans quietly as she tightens around him. 

“Oh, god.” She gasps, moving her hips. He whispers her name over and over, chanting it as she consumes him. 

Her delicate body claiming him as hers and he never failing to respond. He holds his hand near her shoulder blades and the other on her hip bone, moaning against her. 

When Y/N cums, her body shakes with pleasure, her hands tightening around him while she soaks his manhood in her juices. He follows suit shortly after, forcing her down on him while he spurts his seed into her, growling near her ear. 

A noise interrupts their high, the fogged window obstructing any view they could have of whoever was the culprit. A metallic tap hits the glass again near the driver window. “Alright, Come on, kids. Get outta here. I’ll let you off the hook this time because no one is here but I’m coming back around here in five minutes, if you’re not gone; I’m gonna take you in… for…. you know what.” 

Chris is the first to start laughing, burying his face into her chest while he breathes deeply, gently leaving a small kiss on her collar bone. She holds his head also laughing at the moment. 

The car ride home was anything less than normal, a cloud of silence filled the car. Chris’ shorts stained with their bodily fluids, her cheeks flushed as she leans close to the window and esch refusing to look at one another. Once he arrives at her house  and he shuts off the car, the awkward air only grows. 

“Alright, thank you for today.” she says, smiling, turning to look at him. 

“Yeah, no problem.“ Chris says, nodding. 

“Okay, bye.” She says, opening the door and getting out of the car quickly. Chris watches her walk away, slowly. One of her hands is fumbling with her hair as she walks to her door, he watches her intently, all he can think of is being inside of her again. Filling her up all over again.

“Shit.” he says, hitting the top of the steering wheel before getting out of the car, quickly. He shoves his keys into his pocket and chases after her. “Y/N?” he shouts. 

Quickly, she turns around, shocked to see him again. He doesn’t stop moving, instead he collides with her, kissing her roughly. There was no fighting this kiss, no second guessing. They were fighting for dominance within seconds. He wraps his arms around her waist, lifting her around him as he pushes her into the front door, attacking her lips. 

Somehow she managed to unlock the door, allowing them entry and shes against the hallway wall in no time. The front door slamming and locking shut within seconds. He wasn’t wasting time. He pulls at her shirt, freeing her body of the cotton material and odes the same with her bra, roughly squeezing her breast before latching his mouth onto her chest. She moans and runs her hands through his hair

He sets Y/N  down, quickly pulling her shorts and her soaked underwear off before unzipping his pants, he turns her around, bending her into the wall and standing behind him. She gasps when she feels him swipe the tip of penis at her entrance. 

He sucks on her shoulder and licks up her neck while he guides himself into her. He holds her hips in his hand, as he drives himself into her. She’s moaning loudly and her body aches for him. 

“Oh, fuck Chris.” She moans softly. 

“Fuck, say that again.’ He whispers leaning over her, one hand holds her stomach while his slows his actions. He pulls out and agonizing slowly pushes back in. 

“Chris…” She moans again, louder. 

He stops, pulling out completely and turning her to face him, he hooks one of her legs over his hip, using his hand to hold her up as he pushes himself into her again, starring deeply into her eyes now. He kisses her, capturing her moans in his mouth, but when she moans louder rhan he expected he gives up, roughly slamming into her body. Chris grunts when she rakes her nails down his chest and grinds herself into him as he moves. 

“Oh, god….” She moans, loudly. Her head leaning back, eyes closed. “I’m gonna cum… don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.” She encourages him. It’s music to his ears, the sound of her begging him to not stop, how her bare nipples drag against his chest with each thrust, how she starts to fall apart just before him. He’s so thankful they are out of that damn car, that he has room to see her for real now, to see her orgasm wash over her face, how her bottom lip quivers and her voice strains, how she desperately tries to pull herself away from him but at the same time tightens her grip along his back and arm, desperate for him to stay. 

Chris came with a loud grunt, his eyes closing as he leans into her. “Fuck.” He curses against her porcelain skin. Beads of sweat drip off their bodies as he releases her leg but doesn’t full let her go. They can barely move, barely stand without one another; Y/N’s body being held up by Chris and Chris being held up by the wall behind her.  

Y/N places a gentle kiss on his shoulder, “I thought you were tired.” She finally says, breathlessly. 

“Your bed is just as good as mine, better even.” he whispers, kissing her neck gently. She smiles in response.

“So, did you really take me to Disneyland because I hadn’t been or was it becuase of something else?” She asks when he turns to look her in the eyes.

“I just meant to take you to Disneyland because you hadn’t been this. This… This was just a added bonus.“ He whispers, devouring your mouth once again.


Chapter 9: Visitors; but way more dramatic XD

Please tell me that Green actually sees through her pain, and it hurts to see her smile because he knows, but despite all that she’s still selfless, putting others before herself; showing concern to those around her, even when they don’t

The words “It’s just been so long since I’ve actually been treated like a person.” echoes in his head; how long has it been since she was last shown respect? He had to, he just had to. 

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You rude to me, I irritate you.

First a bit of a warning. This story isn’t clever like other stories @petty-revenge-stories, but I felt good after doing it, so here it goes.

I was at my drama class, which is held on the 6th floor of a building. There is only one, tiny lift and it takes FOREVER for the lift to arrive. Anyways, class got over and I was patiently waiting for the lift. The, this loud, obnoxious woman walks up talking loudly on her phone to her mother.(who seems to be shouting back.) She walks up and tsks at me, then proceeding to repeatedly press the lift button. After a long wait, the lift arrives and I being a gentleman let her in first. There is one other person in the lift and more than enough room for me. Anyway, she looks around and says to me “I’m sorry sweety, why don’t you wait for the next lift? I don’t think I’ll be comfortable with you.” This really got me PO’d. There was enough room for me and another person, but she proceeded to close the door. I then rush down the stairs and press the button for every single floor as I race to beat the lift. I would wait at the end of each stairwell to hear her groan and mutter. By the third floor, the other occupant walked out and I ran inside the lift. She looked at me in surprise. I then proceeded to have the loudest, most obnoxious conversation with a fake friend while she fumed.