warnings: smut, violence, swearing. that’s pretty much it. also, it may contain some physical descriptions that might not fit yours. :)
Imagine: Five years has passed; now it’s time to face yours biggest fears and try to save the people you love.
Word Count: 3217
in the past five years, had learnt a few tricks on sneaking out of
her house to meet up with Kol Mikaelson, her best friend and, as it
was bound to happen, caring boyfriend too. It had to be a hidden
relationship, though, for his parents could never know she still remained so
close to him.
A couple of months ago, his mother, Esther,
decided to forbid their friendship. According to the brown haired
boy, she said it was way too dangerous to be close to such a wicked
family as the Hales; he could get hurt and the great matriarch could
not bear losing another child. Although Henrik’s death was not your
fault, it was horrible to be accused like that.
Taking a deep
breath, Y/N decided to shake those thoughts out of her head. They
brought up a dark side of her: it got her wishing to make the blonde
woman pay for all of that; through torture or maybe even put an end
to her life. Again, this was the vicious wolf speaking; craving
“Kol?” Y/N/N queried, in a whisper.
“Are you in here?”
The apartment looked strangely daunting with nothing in it. Where everything once had its place, there is now nothing: the coffee table - a moving-in gift from your mother - had been sold, alongside the couch and the bed, the fridge sold, and all your groceries that had once sat inside lined up on the kitchen counter. Even your dying house plant had been thrown away that very morning, despite your long-time love for the greenery. The entire place felt as though it had been gutted, hollowed out. This was your home for nine years. Now, you stood in a place you no longer recognised.
You sighed. On the counter, partially hidden beneath the insuperable mountain of groceries, your phone lit up with a series of new text messages. Since you’d called three months earlier to announce to your family that you’d be returning home, your mother hadn’t left you alone on the subject. You knew she only wanted to help, but endless phone calls and text messages offering you ideas of what to do with your leftover furniture and belongings were erring on the edge of annoying.
Still, no matter how lonesome the apartment felt, you couldn’t get over the idea of returning home. In a few weeks, someone new would find themselves settled between these walls, and you would be at home, telling tales of your adventures to all those you hadn’t seen in however-many-years.
Excitement bubbled and rose. You could almost forget about the dismissal of your house plant and the loss of your small, albeit comfortable, English home.
With one final scan over the place, you placed your suitcases by the door. Most of your heftier possessions had already been shipped back to America, where they would sit in the spare room of your parents’ house until you found a decent place to live. Tomorrow, when you flew out, you’d take with you only your clothes and bare necessities. Tonight would be a night slept on a borrowed air mattress.
Credit to Gif maker/owner for this incredibly Sexy gif!
Warning. Smutty AF.
You were a wild ball of excitement and energy and he couldn’t get enough of you. Alexander “Tig” Trager had never met anyone like you in his life. You weren’t like a trashy crow eater only good enough for a one night stand. You were more. He would never get tired of you and your thrill for life. And your thrill for him. After almost a year together, and every day still felt like the first day you’d met.
You giggle as you pull him along with you by his kutte. Your man was tall and sexy and completely insatiable. Which was good because so were you.
“Baby where we going” He whispered to you. You put your finger to your lips. It was a surprise. A club party was underway in the background but you didn’t care. You wanted your man and you wanted him now. He was smiles ear to ear. He knew you were up to no good and he knew he’d love it.
There was renovations and rebuilding going on at T. M. at the moment. A lot of things were In boxes and stored in one of the extra rooms. Completely private. If anyone walked in they wouldn’t see you behind the walls if boxes and junk. You led your old man into the storage room and behind one of the bigger stacks of boxes.
You knew your old man well enough to know that he was already getting hard at the thought of what you were about to do. Your suspicions were correct. As you pushed him back against a the wall you felt his rock hard length through his jeans. You crashed your lips into his. The kiss deepened and he begin to bite and nibble on your bottom lip. You tore open his shirt and ran your hands through his chest hair. His hands were digging into your ass as he pulled you closer and harder to his erection.
You pushed away from him leaving him breathless and slightly confused. You bend down to your knees and look up at him. A moan roars through his chest. You unbuckled his belt and jeans then unzipped his zipper. You rubbed your hands eagerly against him. You licked your lips and looked into his eyes again. The look in his eyes was savage. Animalistic. You sprung him free from his boxers and began to tease him with your lips. You kissed and licked the tip while you pumped him with your hand.
“Do you like this daddy?” You asked him to further tease him. He was completely hungry for you and you for him.
“Mmmhmm” he moaned. “Sooo much baby”
Before he could say anything else you took him into your mouth. He groaned as you got your rhythm going. He had his hands through your hair as you continued your assault on him. His eyes rolled back and his hips began to involuntarily buck up into you. Seeing him so turned on was taking its toll on you. You were soaked and ready for him. Your core ached and throbbed and longed for him. You stopped and stood up crashing your lips once more to his. The absence of your mouth on him made him ache for more.
“Fuck me Trager…” You whispered in his ear. He immediately began taking your clothes off. You aided him to make the process faster. He spun you around with your back against the wall. He began to bite and suck at your neck as he ran his hand through your center.
“Oh baby you’re so wet for me” he said. He bent down and took ahold of one of your breast. He bit down on your nipple as he sucked it into his mouth. His other hand still doing circles around your clit. It was more than you could bare.
“Oh baby please fuck me” you begged.
He obeyed and turned you over to face the wall. You pushed your ass out to meet him. He spanked it as he slid himself into you. He groaned loudly as he began to thrust. He adored the way your ass bounced as he fucked you. He spanked you again sending waves of pleasure through you.
“God baby you’re always so tight. It feels sooo good.” he had one hand gripping your ass with his nails and the other around and to the front part of your neck. His thrust turned harder and faster. The sound of your bodies against each other got louder and the room got hotter. Your moans of pleasure threatened to push him over the edge. He was hitting all the right spots over and over.
“Fuck baby right there!” you hollered. You were building up to your release. “Oh fuck Tig!” You threw your head back and enjoyed the powerful orgasm that was rushing through your body.
“Shit! Baby!” Tig let go of his release and collapsed against you on the wall. You both sat there trying to gain your breath back. “Damn woman. You’re killing me.”
“Would you like me to stop daddy?”
When you both regain your composure you get dressed and head back out to the party. You were going to be the death of Tig Trager. And what a sweet death it would be.
@eddiemurphy & @lydiogames tagged me in a ten recent albums thing a few days ago and then i forgot to post it but here it is. not all of these are recently released, just ones ive been listening to lately. not really in a specific order but:
Matt Martians - The Drum Chord Theory (so far my favorite album this year)
HelOOO!!””! It’s me Nida doing the selfie tag after like 569569 years i’m sorry ;u; or smth idk i procrastinate for evrything ;;; Anyway i was tagged by these beautiful people (tbh i always feel happy getting tagged in the selfie tag because everyones just so damn pRETTYY I LOV) @jeonu@wooziology@mingyou@jeongjeonghan@soonrongs and some more but i forgot since i’m a loser (+ i apologize for this mess which is meh)