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Thinking of Her

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warning: Smut, fluff

Word Count: 800

Submitted by: @chaos-and-the-calm67 - She says: *hums innocently as I drop this into your inbox* I dunno if you need this…so imma just set it down anyway. Just in case…

A/N: I thought of this immediately when I saw the gif. It just had to be written. 

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A New Experience

Pennywise x Reader (oneshot)

Requested by Anon: Could you maybe do HCs or a blurb about Pennywise letting the reader sit on his face for the first time? Typically he’d only go for more dominant positions with the reader, but maybe he’d let the reader experiment for a tad… And then go totally dom on the reader after experiencing them cumming on his face.


You had just gotten home from a long day at work. Your feet were killing you and your muscles cried out in protest as you pushed yourself into your house, dropping your keys on the table beside the front door. It didn’t help that you hadn’t seen Pennywise in a few days. You two obviously weren’t dating nor would that be a concept he would even understand or care about, you were more of a pet to him.. A plaything. But of course, you didnt mind, and he was always more than willing to help you blow off any sexual frustrations that you had, and even learned to enjoy it himself once he was introduced to it.

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TW: Mentions of past rape

As soon as you walked on set you felt like you’d been punched in the gut. The neck tattoo was the first thing you saw and you thought there was no way it could be him. So many guys had the same douchey neck tattoo. There was no way it could be Trevor. You were so wrong. 

“Y/N.” He approached you like a snake stalking his prey. Trevor moved his hand to your face, caressing it like he owned you and you squeezed your eyes shut, swallowing thickly. “Long time no see, princess.” 

“Trevor, you’re needed.” A voice you couldn’t quite make out called him away and he winked at you as he left, dragging his hand down your face and to your chest as he left. As soon as he was gone you bolted from the set, running so fast your lungs burned as you tried to suck in air. 

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Imagine finding a Tiffany&Co ring box in Chris’ sock drawer.

“Do you need some help?” Chris asked as you padded around the house with the laundry basket under you arm. You rolled your eyes as a response because you knew it was a empty offer, even as he asked you, his eyes never once left the TV screen. “Because I’m more than- Go, go, go, go!” He yelled excitedly, his hands tightly clenched around the TV remote and his beer.

“It’s alright, you enjoy your little sports game.”

“If you say so.” He took his eyes off the screen for a split second to throw you a quick wink, drawing laughter from you. “I’ll do the house chores the next time Supernatural comes on,” he promised and you rolled your eyes again.

“You’re so full of it, you’d never do anything when Supernatural’s on because you watch it too.”

“Yeah but- only because you’re crazy about Jensen Ackles and I don’t want you to fall too deeply in-love with him.” You laughed at that. “Oh my God!” He groaned at the TV, throwing his hands in the air. “Seriously? C'mon!” You winced at all his hand movements, praying the beer wouldn’t spill on the couch again.

“Chris, can you please not flail your arms around when you’re holding a beer? I’m nearly done with the chores and I don’t want to add clean beer from couch to the list,” you told him and he immediately did as you had said. “Thank you,” you chuckled. “Well- I’m going upstairs to sort out our socks so if you need anything…” You trailed off, waiting for him to finish the sentence.

“Get it myself,” he recited then glanced back at you with a smile.

“You got it, Cap.” You shot him a wink and he kissed the air in front of him before turning back to the TV. “C'mon Dodge,” you beckoned your head for the playful puppy to follow you which he was more than happy to considering his best friend was too busy with the game to pay him any attention. “You can help me sort out the socks.”

Dodger ran ahead of you, his nails clicking against the hard wood floor as he scurried up the stairs. You followed him to the master bedroom and watched him jump up on the bed, circling then settling on Chris’ side. You placed the basket down on the bed next to him before walking over to the dresser. You had the lazy habit of yanking the entire drawer out so you could sit and sort rather than have to walk back and forth or stand there.

Downstairs, Chris’ brain floated back to what you said and his heart stopped in his chest. He tossed the remote to the side and plonked the beer down on the table before scrambling upstairs, calling out to you as he did. “Babe, leave the sock drawer alone!”

You stood there, mouth agape, staring at the traditional blue Tiffany&Co ring box. You swore you stopped breathing the second your eyes caught it. You gently scooped it into your hands as though you were afraid upon touching it, it’d disappear into thin air.

You had been waiting for this moment for what seemed like forever. The two of you had already been dating for four years, you had already been living together for three, and both families had already given their seal of approval. Though there was never a proper discussion had about getting married, both you and Chris knew it was going to happen; it was just a matter of time which neither of you had a lot of considering both of your crazy schedules. This was actually the first time in six months that both of you were back home at the same time and was going to be there for a while, which was why Chris had planned to propose on Saturday night which was your fourth anniversary.

“Yeah, that’s um-” Chris leaned against the door frame, one hand against his face as he chewed on his middle finger. You turned to the door, like him, you were unable to hide your smile. “I didn’t think you’d do the socks until Sunday.”

“Is this for real?” You held up the ring box as you walked over to him. He nodded and pushed himself off the doorframe, grabbing you by your hips and pulling you closer to him. “Like- it’s an engagement ring and not a- a pair of diamond earrings or something, right?”

“Yes,” he chuckled, “it’s an engagement ring.”

“Oh my God, yes!” You squealed and threw your arms around his neck; he quickly reciprocated the hug. “The answer is yes!” You were so excited you completely ignored the fact that he actually didn’t propose to you yet. “Oh my God, Chris.” Tears welled in your eyes and you smiled at him as you pulled back in his arms to see his gorgeous face. “Yes,” you breathed.

“You do realize I haven’t actually uttered the words ‘will you marry me?’, right?” He chuckled and you were smiling too hard to say anything. “Like I’m glad you’re saying yes but this is not at all how I imagined the proposal would go. I had a whole thing planned for Saturday. Dinner, roses, sound and lights- the works.”

“Chris, you could propose to me while I was in the bath and I’d still say yes,” you told him with a chuckle and he smiled. “I love you and I want this more than anything in the world. So- planned or unplanned proposal, the answer is yes.”

“You want this more than anything in the world?” His lips quirked into a smirk. “Even more than that Oscar you’re nominated for?” He asked and you giggled. “Even more than your upcoming contract with Marvel? Even more than-” You cut him off with a kiss.

“Even more than playing Sebastian’s love interest,” you whispered and he smiled. He pecked you on the cheek then gently pushed you back and took the ring box out of your hands. “Oh my God, this is happening.” He got down on his knee, opening the blue box to reveal the most beautiful diamond ring. “This is really happening.” You took a deep breath, your heart pounding against your chest. “Oh my God.”

“Y/N Y/L/N,” he smiled and pulled the ring out of the box, taking your hand and slowly sliding it onto your ring finger as he continued. “Will you do me the honor of beco-” You were too excited to even let him finish.

“Yes!” You cut him off and he chuckled, sliding the ring into place. “Chris, it’s beautiful.” You told him, glancing at your ring as you helped him to his feet. “I love you so, so much.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands sliding around to the small of your back. “And I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you, Cap.”

“Took the words right out of my mouth,” he smiled then pressed his lips against yours.

Imagine Chris bringing you breakfast at work.

“Morning, baby.” Chris mumbled into your skin as he peppered it with soft kisses. You stretched in his arms and smiled, pressing your back against his front. “I’m definitely going to miss waking up to you when I have to leave for ‘Infinity War’.”

“Aw, sweetheart.” You reached behind you and looped your arm around his neck, pressing your face against his pouty one. “I’m going to miss you too. But hey,” you reached for your phone to check the date and your remaining days together, when you saw the time; 8:14AM, you were late for work. “I gotta go!” You broke out of Chris’ grip and jumped out of bed, nearly falling face first when your feet got caught on the sheets.

“You’re going to go to a funeral home if you’re not careful,” he sat up, chuckling. “Babe, relax.” He told you; you resembled a pinball as you bounced around the room, scrambling an outfit while you brushed your teeth. “I’m sure Xenia can manage without you for a while, I mean- who’s getting flowers so early in the morning?”

“You don’t understand.” You told him as you continued to brush; it was probably hard for others to understand, but Chris had your toothbrush talk down pat. “We’ve got a huge order of table arrangements to do today. It’s for a wedding and the bride’s totally insane, if she comes in to do an impromptu check- Xenia’s going to be fucking pissed I’m not there.”

“Okay, well- you still need breakfast, so I’m going to go quickly whip something up for you to have on-the-go. What do you want?” He flipped the covers off his legs and started to get out of bed when you stopped him.

“No time,” you told him then entered the bathroom to rinse and spit. “Don’t worry about it, babe. I’m not very hungry anyway, I’ll just pick something up later on my lunch break.” You told him and closed the ensuite door behind you so you could pee then change.

While you were changing, you heard footsteps which meant Chris was doing what you told him not to anyway. You sighed with a smile because you loved how unbelievably caring your boyfriend was, that smile faltered slightly when you realized it wouldn’t be long until you had to say goodbye to him for at least nine months. God, you were going to miss that perfect specimen of a man.

You went downstairs and into the kitchen to kiss Chris goodbye and chuckled softly at his variation of “quickly whip something up for you to have on-the-go.” You’d usually just make a smoothie or a protein shake for him when he was running late, but Chris? He had to make a feast with pancakes and bacon and eggs. For a man who was about to run off and be Captain America for the last time, one would think he’d cut his normal eating habits.

“Chris, baby. I love you, but I really don’t have time for any of this,” you told him then pressed a kiss on his cheek. “I have to go, okay?” You grabbed an apple from your fridge then headed for the front door, Chris following behind you. “I’ll see you after work?” You quizzed as you cupped his clean shaved face in your hand; he nodded. “I would really like to see Cap with a beard in 'Infinity War’, you should really pitch that.”

“Maybe he does and I just shaved to throw you off,” he teased and you laughed then pecked his lips before heading for your car. “Drive safe,” he called as you climbed in. He waved until you drove out of the driveway and around the corner.
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“I can’t say I like you with Chris,” Xenia began and your eyes narrowed. “Without him, you’re always on time for work. With him, you’re almost always late.” You chuckled when you realized she was just teasing you. “What do you two get up to every night, hm?” She smirked and you laughed, feeling slight heat rise to your cheeks when you thought back to your late nights with your boyfriend.

“Like I haven’t covered for you when you go out and party a little too hard with Tris,” you playfully bit back and she chuckled. “Speaking of, congratulations.” You smiled when you saw her smile; she’d just gotten engaged to her girlfriend of six years. “I can’t wait to see how beautiful your wedding is.”

“And I can’t wait to order flowers from a shop where we don’t have to arrange them,” she said and you both laughed. “What about you and Chris?” She asked when you both settled. “Think you’re ever going to tie the knot with him?”

“I’d like to,” you nodded, smiling. “But it’s not really my choice, is it? He knows I’m in it for the long haul, if he wants the same thing then- he can propose. But I’m not going to push him, I’m good with what we have. Plus- I think he’s got enough on his plate at the moment with 'Infinity War’ coming up and his contract ending.”

“Is he planning on signing another?”

“I don’t know,” you shrugged. “He’s said a few times that if Marvel wants him, they have him, but I personally feel he’d be happier doing something else. He loves directing and he was so happy directing 'Before We Go’, so maybe he’ll go look for something else to direct. He just wants to be known for more than Captain America, and he should- he is so talented.” You were so busy talking about Chris that you didn’t realize he’d walked into the shop and had heard everything you said; he smiled at Xenia who’d spotted him the second he walked in.

“I think you have a customer,” Xenia beckoned her head at Chris and you turned around; you immediately smiled when you saw his face. He held up a little picnic basket and you knew he’d brought breakfast to you. “Oh my God,” Xenia chuckled when you turned back to her, suppressing your excited smile with pressed lips. “You’re not even engaged yet and you can’t spend a minute apart,” she teased and you and Chris laughed. “Go, I’ve got this.”

“Thank you,” you reached over the workbench and hugged her, before gesturing for Chris to follow you into the back room. He gave Xenia a quick peck on the top of her head as he walked past, making her laugh. “Yes, fooood.” You cheered as Chris laid out the spread his made this morning on the table. “I’m so hungry.”

“I knew you were lying about being hungry,” he chuckled. “You’re always hungry.”

“True,” you grinned as you forked a piece of pancake onto your paper plate. “Mmm!”

Chris chuckled as you audibly enjoy his breakfast, there wouldn’t be a day where he wouldn’t find you adorable. His chuckles turned into laughter when you did a little dance in your chair, humming happily as you ate. God, you were such a dork, but at least you were his dork. He reached across the table and took your hand in his, pulling it to his lips. You raised an eyebrow as he kissed the back of your hand; he smiled in response.

“I thought the flowers were going to be the prettiest thing in this shop, I was very wrong.” He complimented and you chuckled, shaking your head. “You know,” he said as he released your hand, scooping himself some scrambled eggs. “This is the first time I’ve brought a girl breakfast after she skipped out on me in the morning.”

“We’re dating,” you chuckled.

“Still left me cold and alone,” he pouted then laughed when you laughed. “But hey, some girls are just worth chasing.” He shot you a wink and you smiled, kissing the air in front of you. “So, you think I’m talented, huh?” He began with a smirk, feeding himself some eggs.

“Of course I do. I’ve always thought you were talented, incredibly talented for a matter-of-fact.” Your eyes narrowed at his question; it seemed random to you until you realized he was talking about what he heard earlier. It dawned on you that he might have also heard you talking about marrying him. “Exactly when did you walk in on our conversation?”

“Around the time when my beautiful girlfriend starting complimenting me,” he told you and you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. “But,” he continued and you tensed, “I may have also heard said beautiful girlfriend talking about marrying me.”

“Oh,” was all you could manage.

“Hey,” he chuckled when he saw your tension; he reached over the table and placed his hand over yours. “Don’t look so worried, that’s definitely the direction we’re headed.” Your shoulders relaxed a little and you smiled at him. “I’ve just got a lot on my plate at the moment, like you said. I want to marry you, you bet your ass I’m going to marry you.” You laughed at that. “But I’m going to do it when things settle a little, okay?”

“Okay,” you nodded, smiling.

“I love you a lot more than you know, Y/N,” he told you. “You’re never going to be the one that got away,” he assured you then kissed the back of your hand again. You smiled and pressed your hand against his face, to which he turned in to and kissed your palm. “Never.”

“Likewise, Evans.”

She knew.

She sat in front of him, holding her fingers and staring down at them with furrowed brows as if they might give her the words she needed to say.

He knew she saw the gashes this morning on his shoulder, on his side. Not the kind of thing you acquire when working as a lawyer. He should have been more careful.

She sat in the chair opposite his desk as if she were a client. As if she were trying to distance herself from him. The thought made Matt start to panic, he swallowed and shifted his feet. She wasn’t saying anything. All Matt wanted was for her to talk. He didn’t know what he wanted or needed her to say, but just something would be better than the suffocating silence they currently sat in. Anything to make him feel like he wasn’t going watch her walk out the door and never come back.

Anything to make him feel like she didn’t… hate him. For what he hid from her. For what he does. For who he is.


“I-” you paused. It was one word but it didn’t feel right. This whole situation didn’t feel right. You glanced up at Matt, you knew he was anxious. You could hear his shoes shifting, his throat bobbed as he tried to calm himself. His hands sat in his lap, one thumb brushing quickly over the other in nervous rhythm. You hadn’t told him why you wanted to talk with him alone in his office, but you guessed from the tension in his face that he had a pretty good idea.


Matt was getting dressed for work when you saw the gash on his shoulder. He faced away from you as he took off a black short sleeved tee. Obviously your eyes drifted up from your book to watch the lean muscles of his back ripple with movement. He winced as he turned to slip on a sky blue shirt, dropping his shoulder slightly put the wound in clear view, another one creeping around the side of his torso. They looked to be a week old at most. Your heart sped up, your eyes widened. Your mind was bombarded with a stream of questions. How did he even get that? Who did this to him? How was he even in a position to- what was he doing- where was he- How could he- what was he thinking he-

And then it dawned on you.

You’d seen the newspapers, the tv spots, you remember feeling a sense of familiarity staring at you in the face as you watched the footage.

You had been following the articles and even talking with Matt over breakfast about how the impact of having a vigilante in Hell’s Kitchen would have a serious effect on the crime rate, hopefully a good effect. Matt never had much to say. More than once he had changed the subject to something more lighthearted. You just let it go, thinking that it probably didn’t sit right with him that someone was taking the law and justice into their own hands…


The roughness of his hands… the strength in them. The nights where you would wake up reaching for him only to see the other side of the bed empty and cold. The little bruises and cuts where he ‘walked into things’.

It was a big jump to make. Massive in fact. You backtracked for a second, you needed proof before you could even consider listening to your minds paranoid ramblings. But that didn’t stop your breathing from picking up. That didn’t stop the ‘what ifs’ from plaguing your thoughts. They piled up on top of each other so fast that you felt like you might not be able to take another breath.

Matt’s head turned as he buttoned up his shirt.

“Are you okay? You seem awfully quiet this morning.”

“Fine!” you chirped. A little too quick to be genuine. Too quick for Matt to ignore. Matt paused in reaching for his tie.

“You sure?”

“Absolutely. Just excited to start the day!” You flung the sheets off of you exposing your bare legs. Wearing only a large grey tee you jumped out of bed and swung around to throw your arms over his shoulders, narrowly avoiding the wound.

Running your fingers through the tiny hairs at the nape of his neck, he slid his hands up under your tee, lifting it high enough for you to feel a light breeze on your backside. He wrapped his hands around either side of your waist and began running his thumbs up and down the small of your back. “I’m excited for every day that I get to start with you.”

Whatever tension there was in Matt’s frame dissipated. He smiled wide, leaning his head slightly to the side. “You’re full of cheese.”

You shrugged. “What can I say? It’s a talent. Maybe I should start classes. Could save up some money and get myself a plaque. ‘Y/N, Master of Cheesery’”

Matt snorted and slid his arms all the way around you, pulling you as close as he could. You had to rise to your tiptoes to fold your arms behind his neck, leaning your cheek against his. Your bodies molded together and he hummed once in content as he swayed the two of you from side to side. Dancing to no music. “I wish I didn’t have to go in today. Foggy needs me to go over this case one more time before tomorrow. I can think of a few things we could do right here that would be much more fun.” He sighed out his nose. You held on a little tighter, you didn’t know if you wanted to uncork this bottle. But you knew that you needed to.

“I’m gonna drop by at lunchtime.”

Matt nodded and turned to kiss your cheek twice. He pulled away reluctantly and let your arms drop to your side. Picking up his jacket from the bed he made his way through the living room and towards the front door. You trailed behind him, gripping your fingers tight behind you. Matt opened the door and turned around to you leaning against the doorframe. “We can talk about some stuff.” he raised his eyebrows.


“You focus on your case for now. I don’t want to distract you. We’ll talk when I come in.” You leaned in and pressed a kiss to his lips. He left with a small frown on his face.


It had taken a lot of digging. A lot of thinking like someone who wanted to desperately hide something. Finally you found your proof, tucked away in his father’s box. The mask that he wore to his nightly endeavours. The Devil of Hell’s Kitchen’s mask.

After giving yourself some time to cry, to scream, to punish yourself for not seeing it sooner, you got up, got dressed, put the red mask in your bag and left the apartment to meet Matt. To have a conversation you weren’t sure you were prepared for.


And here you are. Sitting in his office trying to find the right words to begin with. None of them seemed to suffice. This was Matt, why couldn’t you just talk to him?

You stood up suddenly and turned towards the door to close the blackout blind that hung from it. Then you walked behind Matt to close the blinds on the windows. It left the room dark so you switched on his desk lamp and instead of sitting down on the chair you perched on his desk next to where he sat so you were facing the wall to his back. Instead of looking at him, you stared unseeingly at the strings on the blinds.

You took a deep breath. You reached into your bag and held the mask just behind him.

“Matt, I know about your night job.” You said firmly and put the mask on the desk in front of him. He reached out and ran his fingertips over one of the pointed tips for a mere second before pulling his hands back to his lap.

He remained silent.

“I’m not mad. I just- I’m.. worried.” your breath hitched, “I’m scared, Matt.” your bottom lip trembled making you reach up with both hands to cover your face.

Matt’s hands stopped twitching and instead gripped tight, his shoulders tensed and his face screamed how much he didn’t want to have this discussion.

“You don’t need to be scared of me.” He muttered in a low but steady voice. Dropping your hands and swinging your head round to him, you scooched up along his desk to sit in front of him, your legs hanging down either side of his. You brought your hands to his cheeks. Cradling the hurt you saw on his face. The disappointment, not at you but in himself. You could feel the muscles in his jaw tense.

“Matty-” your voice caught, and Matt almost flinched at the noise. Clearing your throat you tried again. “Matty, I’m not scared of you. I’m scared for you.” Matt’s eyebrows twitched together, so you slid your hand down to just above his shoulder, where you both knew the tightly stitched wound sat. “This, is a big deal. Did you think I would be okay with you coming home with giant cuts on your body? God forbid I wake up in the morning to see you bleeding out on the couch-” you bit your lip and looked away, trying to pull yourself together. You needed to be a little bit stronger, just enough to deal with this.

Matt tentatively put his hand on your knee.

“Y/N, I’ve trained for this. I was trained from a young age to fight like this and it’s something I’ve known how to do for a long time. I’m not just some billionaire thinking he can make a suit, fight crime and take on the world all in the same day. I’m going to do better. I’m making this city a safe place. My city. Ours.” He took your hands in both of his and rested them on your knees.

He licked his lips and shifted in his chair, you could see he wanted you to believe him, to trust him, to.. accept him. “I’m sorry I kept this from you. Part of me is saying I should let you go to protect you from this, from the people who might want to use you against me if they found out what you mean to me. I couldn’t-” he swallowed, “I won’t let that happen. I can’t lose you. You’re the reason I can do this and still smile everyday, not hate myself for keeping this a secret from almost everyone I know. I love you.” he paused, gripping your hands slightly tighter for a second before leaning back in his chair a little. “But I understand if you can’t cope with this. You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to, you can walk out that door and I won’t stop you.”

You were quiet. You just looked at his face and all it’s features as your hands warmed between his. You could see how much he didn’t want you to leave, but you knew that he would let you go if you wanted to. You knew he was genuinely sorry, but he had reason to keep it all from you. He was trying to do the right thing. Not just for him or you but for the whole city.

Make a decision. A little voice in the back of your mind prompted you. And you did.

You slid off the desk and into his lap, he pulled your joined hands up to give you room, but didn’t let go. Not quite ready to release you just yet. His face remained set. You smiled at him, just a small slightly wobbly curve of your lips.

“I love you too, Matt. But-” you could see his brows wobble a touch. You squeezed his hands before releasing them then took off his glasses and put them behind you on the desk. You wanted to see his eyes. You slid your hands back over his, threading your fingers together.

“I’m not leaving you.” You had to reassure him first. His shoulders dropped the heavy weight on them and he leaned his forehead against yours. His breath hitched slightly as he tried not to cry in relief. You almost burst into tears at the sound, instead a few dripped down your cheeks and hit your joined hands.

“You need to tell me everything. And I mean every little minute detail that occurs, I don’t want the highlights.” He nodded lightly. “and you’re gonna teach me how to fight.” His head shot up. “You’re not coming with me. It’s too dangerous.”

You snorted. “of course not, but if you’re worried about me being a target then I need to learn how to defend myself. I need to show these guys that my badass boyfriend isn’t the only one who can handle himself. The Master of Cheesery can pack a punch too.” You held up an arm to flex your muscles and pulled a strained face.

Matt grinned as he brushed away the fallen tears and pinched your flexing ‘muscles’, “That means you’re gonna have to actually get out of bed in the morning and you know, exercise.”

Your pursed your lips and rolled your eyes. “The things I do for you, Matt.”

He swallowed. “I know. Thank you.” He leaned in to kiss you, but you pulled back and put a finger on his lips. “Uh-uh. You’ve got some serious ass-kissing to do Matt-Matt.”

“What?” came his muffled reply, his lips squished behind your finger.

“You’ve been keeping something from me for God knows how long. You’re gonna have to make it up to me, your loyal and forgiving girlfriend. Starting with dinner and later listening to Stephen Fry read Sherlock Holmes on audiobook. With blankets. And malteasers. And kitkats.” Matt kissed your finger twice in quick succession.

“Anything.” He said sincerely. He would do anything for you. You smiled as you replaced your finger with your lips, brushing them over his in a soft kiss.

Imagine Chris coming home early for your birthday.

A/N: Guess who turns 20 on Friday? (Disclaimer: If you haven’t seen ‘Street Kings’ and 'Puncture’, spoilers below.)

You laid snug in Chris’ bed watching ‘Street Kings’ for the first time while Dodger slept peacefully beside you. You’d been living in your boyfriend’s house since he left for South Africa in June as he needed someone to take care of Dodger and your apartment didn’t allow for pets. Chris was secretly glad your lease had a ‘no pets’ rule because he’d been wanting you to move in with him for a while now. Come the 4th of September, it was going to be two years since you officially became a couple. Chris felt like two years was a good time to take that next step up the relationship ladder, especially if marriage was in sight. You both agreed you wouldn’t get engaged until you knew you could survive living under the same roof. Chris wasn’t overly concerned about it; you already lived there five nights a week when he was in LA and things between the two of you were great. He figured if you lived there without him for a few months, the idea of moving in would start dancing around in your brain and the answer he wanted would come much easier.

“Oh no!” You gasped as your eyes welled with tears at the sight of Chris’ character on the floor, struggling to breathe as blood filled his throat. “Disco,” you choked out, covering your mouth with both hands. “But he had a fiancée to get back to,” you clutched a pillow to your chest, wailing loud enough to wake Dodger.

You understood now why Chris prevented you from watching ‘Street Kings’ for so long. Your reaction to seeing his character die in ‘Puncture’ proved you couldn’t handle his death, even if it was just for show. You wished he’d just told you his character died a brutal death so you wouldn’t defy him and watch it without him around. When Mike Weiss died, he had to cuddle with you for a hour before you got over the sight of his lifeless body. But he was in South Africa, so how were you going to get over Paul Diskant dying? Dodger answered that question when he licked your face. Your nose scrunched and your lips curled into a smile as you hugged him tightly; laughter ensued when he continued licking your face.

“I’m okay now, Dodge,” you giggled, squirming away from him as he continued to attack you with his kisses. “Thank you- yes, buddy- I’m fine, really. Dodger!” You laughed, pushing his face out of yours. “Buddy, stop,” you cupped his face in your hands, stroking his ears with your thumbs. “You gotta save some of this love for Chris when he gets back.” At the sound of Chris’ name, Dodger barked and jumped off the bed. “Dodger, he’s not back now!” You called after him as he sprinted out of the room. “Oh God,” you chuckled softly as you sat up, reaching for you phone.

You and Chris had been sending daily photo updates to countdown the days till he returned home. Sometimes they were lone selfies; sometimes it was of you and Dodger, or in Chris’ case- him and his co-stars, or fans; sometimes an old photo you’d taken together. Once in a while Chris would share an old photo of him and Dodger on Twitter with the countdown, just so his fans were in the loop too. Your photo update of the day happened at 8:30AM which was 5:30PM for Chris in Cape Town; it was you and Dodger having breakfast in the backyard. You were still waiting for Chris’ which was strange because you usually woke up to his due to the time difference. You figured he was too busy filming and you’d receive two when you woke up the next morning. It was twelve days now, eleven tomorrow. You were excited just thinking about it, though you would’ve been more excited if he could’ve made it back for your birthday on Friday.

Your phone buzzed in your hand, making you flinch. You felt your eyes narrow when you saw a text from him. It made no sense. It was 3:00AM where he was and he should’ve been sleeping, unless they were up doing a late night shoot. You opened the text and felt your confusion increase when you saw a selfie of him and Dodger in the living room with the caption: “0 Days”.

Zero days? No, it was twelve days now and eleven days tomorrow. And that photo, why hadn’t you seen that photo before? All the photos he was sharing were old, and you were aware of all the photos he had on his phone, just like he was aware of all of yours. You intently studied the photo then felt your eyes widen when you saw Chris’ backpack in the background next to the brand new pair of Sketchers you bought last week. You tossed your phone aside and scrambled off the bed, tripping over your excitement as you ran out of the room and down the hallway. The second you got into the living room and saw Chris hugging Dodger, you screamed.

Chris laughed and pulled away from Dodger, rising to his feet with open arms. “Looks like someone got the countdown wrong today,” he commented with a smirk then sucked in air with clenched teeth. You shook your head, unable to hide your joyous grin. “Are you going to come here or are you going to make me come get you?”

“Oh my God!” You threw your arms around his neck, hugging him as tightly as he was hugging you. “You’re finally home!” You cheered as he lifted you off the ground, spinning you in a circle. “Chris, it is so good to see you.” You clung onto him even after he put you down and released you, making him chuckle as he returned his arms around your waist.

“Disco is just a character, sweetheart,” he whispered into your hair after pressing a soft kiss on the top of your head. You jerked back with a raised brow and he laughed, “I could hear you wailing over him in the driveway.” You lowered your gaze, heat rising to your cheeks. “God, I’ve missed how adorable you are.” Dodger barked and jumped around your feet, scratching at Chris’ leg. “And you, pal.” He told Dodger, descending to his knees to give the pup’s head a good, long awaited scratch. “Oh God. You are a lover, aren’t you?” He laughed, nose scrunching at Dodger’s loving licks. “Who’s a good boy? Have you been a good boy, Dodge?” Dodger pounced, pawing Chris’ face. “Oh, I know you have. You’ve been great, haven’t you? Taking care of my girl for me,” he looked up at you with a wink.

“What are you doing home so early?”

“It’s my girlfriend’s birthday on Friday, is it not?” He quizzed and your smile reached your eyes. “I couldn’t miss that for the world.” He kissed Dodger’s head then rose to his feet to take you by the waist, gently pulling you into him so he could kiss you. It’d been so long, it felt like the first kiss all over again; the kind that made you lose your breath and made your head spin. “Mmm…” He hummed as a smile surfaced on his lips. “I have to make sure you have a very happy birthday.” His suggestive tone made your insides tingle and you shivered, making him chuckle. “I didn’t mean it like that, but hey, if that’s what the birthday girl wants then come Friday, we’ll spend the whole day in bed,” he smirked smugly.

“You’re so bad,” you shoved him playfully.

“Yes I am,” he grabbed you and tossed you over his shoulder. You shrieked with laughter, wrapping your arms tight around his waist even though he’d never dropped you before. “Oh, is it good to be home,” he sighed with deep satisfaction as he padded down the hallway to the bedroom.

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Hands To Myself

(requested by @babymalachai​)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count :
warning : smut
summary : Reader and Kai make a bet  on how long each of them can last without kissing / touching the other.
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Y/N’s head rested on Kai’s shoulder , her fingers drawing figurines on Kai’s bare chest. It still felt like a dream that they were together , beating the odds. All her friends had told her thousands of times ‘Kai is dangerous. He is a sociopath. You will end up dead.’ yet there she was , very much alive and happier than ever. Kai was different when they were together. Whatever monster he was capable of being , it all went away the second he saw her.
“That was awesome.” she said softly , a wide smile on her face. Y/N got up a little pressing her lips to Kai’s. He brushed his palm against her cheek for a moment before rolling on top of her, his lips leaving soft kisses on her jaw line down her neck. “Kai we can’t … I’ll be late for classes.”
“I don’t care. I want you … again and again.” he said ignoring her words and continuing to leave kisses all over her chest , trailing his way back to her lips. “Can’t get enough of you sweetheart. The more I have the more I want.”
“But -”
“Sshhh princess.” he said drowning her in a kiss afterwards. “I’ll compell the professors, they won’t even know you weren’t there.”
Every morning was like this - he wouldn’t let her go no matter what she said. Kai demanded to kiss every square inch of her body before he even let her go get her coffee and even then , he’d still wrap his hands around her waist and not let go off her. Kai was incapable of keeping his hands away from her , thing was … Y/N had the same problem. She rolled on top of him kissing him briefly before getting off the bed.
“You are so irresistable I don’t even know how I get to do something else besides you during the day.” she said putting on her bra. “Bet you can’t keep your hands away from me for more than a week.”
Kai propped himself on his elbows his eyes following her every move as she got dressed. How her fingers carefully did every button of her shirt , pulling the zipper of her skirt afterwards.
“Is that a challenge sweetheart ? Because I bet I can last a lot longer than you.” he said with a smug smirk on his face. “We both know you are the one who can’t keep your hands off me. Like that time we were at the Salvatore’s and you pushed me into Damon’s room when no one was looking. Not to mention the time in the taxi after that party at Skull bar when I had to compell the driver to leave the car to us.”
Y/N gave him the look. “Me ? Really ? How about all the times you sneaked into college and dragged me into the hallway or that time we were at the Grill and your hands just kept finding their way up my skirt.”
Kai laughed. “We can do this all day sweetheart but the truth is I have better self control than you.”
“Proove it.” she said.
“Fine.” said Kai , jumping off the bed and smashing her against the wall , drowning her in a deep passionate kiss before taking a step away from her. “Starting now. No touching. No kissing. No teasing , no nothing.”
Her head was spinning from Kai’s kiss just now. “Done. Lets see who breaks first.”
“It won’t be me sweetheart.”
“Are you still making me breakfast or ?”
“Yeah , of course. Can’t have my girl starving for me and for food too.”
Y/N rolled her eyes and for a second she nearly grabbed his hand towards the kitchen. Kai was looking at her with an amused expression as her hand stood frozen barely an inch from his.
“See , I told you you are the one who can’t keep her hands away from me for more than a second.” he grinned. “I am like a fever you can’t shake.”
“Ugh … You know what , I’ll just grab something on my way.” she said grabbing her phone from the nightstand. “See you tonight.”
Y/N took a few steps in the hallway , stopping for a moment before popping her head back in the bedroom. “OH and … figure out some boundary spell that would keep us away from each other while sleeping … unless you want to sleep on the couch.” she said winking at him. Kai had a shocked expression on his face realising what the bet had meant.
“Damn … didn’t see that one coming.” he muttered to himself sitting on the edge of their shared bed starring at the door where just a few moments ago had been Y/N.

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Your owner 2.0


Group: BTS

Member:J-hope/Jung Hoseok a.k.a the creature that shines brighter than the Sun

AU: Hybrid/owner

An: Hobi is special to me. i’m sorry it took an eternity to write this.


“So let me sum things up- you are not my dog Hope, you are some sort of a spirit that has possessed the body of my dog.” The boy on my bed rolled his eyes, made a face palm, shook his head, the rusty red hair wiggled cutely on his head and his doggy ears that I’ve been playing with all those years, moved in the most disappointing manner ever.

”Not a sprit, I’m a hybrid. I was born human with the ability to turn into a dog.” A stupid question was forming my head, but before I was able to ask it, he managed to answer it. ”No, neither of my parents is a dog.” I was shocked that he answered before I asked so my mouth was opening and closing trying to make sense of the situation. “How…” He just flashed me his pearly-white million dollar smile that made me melt a little and stated “I’ve been living with you long enough to read you like an open book. So let’s try to sum it up one more time, shall we?” With sweet annoyance in my voice I started to talk again.

“Ok. So you are a hybrid and you’ve been living with me for the last four years. But even that doesn’t make sense because in human years you have to be around 30 years old, which you are not!”

”Correct. I am my age, which in human years is 24, because I am a hybrid. If a real dog is 4 four years old and in human years he is 30 in hybrid years is six years less.” Well, officially I was confused. The whole situation was unbelievable as it was, but now the whole year calculations got me flustered.

“Wait, it’s nine in the morning, my dog is not my dog, you are not a dog at all, you are a mythical creature, you are not a mythical creature. Understand me, I’m lost. Heck, I’ve been talking to you, hugging you, sleeping with you for four years. You have been watching me for four years. Changing my clothes, writing my homework…oh God! I can’t believe it.” I ruffled my own hair angry.

A dark laughter stopped my racing thoughts. Looking up, I saw the boy on my bed jumped on his feet , his whole body flexed and muscles ripped, his ears stuck to his head and his tail was shaking lazily on the small of his back. His whole presence gave off a dangerous vibe that only a minute ago was happy and somewhat confused.

Hobis’ face changed, a deadly smirk made its way on his face. His tongue gently made a swirl around his lips, giving them a nice puff.

You know this feeling when someone is watching you intensely and you look away by default? Me. The tension was too much, which made me look away from his face. I closed my eyes and prayed to the stars that he won’t say what I thought he will.

A deadly low, raspy whisper made its way to my ear, making my whole body shiver at his voice. “You have done other things too Y/N. I remember every time” his large hand locked itself around mine “this small hand lead to your sinful lips and the sound that escaped them.” There it was, he said it. “Stop. Let’s not talk about it.” Blush spread on my cheeks. ”I can’t Y/n, I really can’t. You know what it did to me? It drove me crazy.” He talked as if he was in real pain. Collecting everything that has left from my courage I  looked up to him.

 “You are scared. Good. I’m no good, Y/n. Everything I want right now is to mark your whole body with my signatures. And I will do it. Now. I will give you the chance to stop me. Say stop and I will never ever bring up the things I want to do to you.” “I will never stop you.” “Thank god.” 

Ice cold lips attached themselves on my hot neck. The contact made my whole body shiver, my legs started to give up, making him hold on me even stronger than before. My skin was soon covered in beautiful purple roses created by a creature with dog ears and a freaking tail. At a certain point his whole attention was on a sweet spot exactly on the crook of my neck. The pleasure was overwhelming. All the times I have tried to satisfy myself weren’t anything compered to this and he hasn’t even touched me. “S-stop. P-p-please…stop.” My voice was barely a whisper, a beg for help. 

Suddenly the attack on my neck abrobutely stopped. Soft fingers pulled my face up to see a gaze full of lust and want. A look full of promises that weren’t kept. Eyes so dark that you can get lost in them. His lips were glistening beautifully in the morning light. They curled into a wicked smile. 

“You don’t want me to. Y/N, I know you better than anyone. I know what’s on your mind. Your desires, your wants, I know them. I designed you. Do you really think that turning into an animal is the only power I have? I walk inside your dreams, I control you. Haven’t you noticed? Ever since you took me your dreams are different. With every year they got wetter, with every year you started waking in the middle of the night way more than before. The moon held each and every one your moans Y/N and then she gave them to me as a present. And I kept them in my heart waiting for you to turn legal and find out who I am. Every night when you held me close to you, because you had nightmares, I shifted so I can hold you in my arms and your dreams always turned from bad to good. I am a dream controlling hybrid. I mess with your brain,” our breaths almost mingled in one. He is too close. Soon, I am going to cross a boundary I shouldn’t. A boundary where there is no turning back.

” I create your desires. And your desire now Y/N, is me. So let me, please, let me kiss you.” Blank. That’s how I felt. There was nothing on my mind. Not my parents, who can come in any minute, not how wrong that was, not how crazy it was, it was only me and a god, depiction of beauty and probably a lot of trouble. 

“You don’t need permission.” I barely said before I was spinned and pushed on the mattress of my bed, plush lips covered mine in a kiss full of strange emotions and wrong decision with unavoidable consequences. There was no fight for dominance, I gave up mine before he asked for it. Hobis’ kisses weren’t gentle, but they were also not rough. He was kissing slowly and passionately one second and the next he was biting on my lips making me moan from the pain. Animalistic growl left his throat, which vibrated through my whole body. “Make this sound again and I swear to the gods…” In an unsuccessful attempt to catch my breath I detached my mouth from his. This clearly didn’t make him happy and before I could take a breath he was making beautiful roses on my skin again. “Am I a garden or somet…Ahhh.” He sucked hard on the sweet spot from before. “You are not a garden, you are my canvas.”

“Y/N honey, are you awake? Are you talking to someone? Who is in there?”

Well, shit.

Masterlist or even better read part 3


Word count: 3,403

Warning: smut

Request: You and Kai share the same room in your apartment and when Damon finds out, he gets super angry, but one night, you and Kai become more than just roommates

‘Are you sure this is a good idea?’ Kai asked, dragging his suitcases through the front doors and placing them in the corner not too far from them.

‘Of course! It’s the least I can do.’ You said through a smile and helped him with his jacket, placing it neatly on the couch.

'Your friends won’t be too thrilled about me staying here.’ He sat down on the couch next to you, almost as if he was afraid of -you-, the person who has been there for him when no one else was.

'Well, I don’t care what they do when I’m not around so you staying here and who I am hanging out with shouldn’t be their problem.’ You trailed off, sipping a warm cocoa and lifted you eyebrows, a smile appearing on Kai’s face. He took off his sneakers and crossed his leg on the couch, his elbows laying on his thighs.

'I can’t argue with that, can I.’

'I promise I’m a fun person to hang out with, but the only problem is, I only have one bedroom in this apartment. My room.’ You said, Kai’s smile suddenly disappearing from his face. He looked down at his fingers and start tapping on his leg, getting a bit nervous and slightly disappointed as he didn’t know what to expect.

'So, I’ll just then- um- take the couch, I guess.’ He got up and went to his suitcase as he opened it and started looking for something.

'You can take my room.’ He stopped for a second and turned his head towards you, his eyes meeting yours.

'Where will you sleep?’ He asked, his brows furrowing.

'In my room.’ You said confidently and casually sipped your covoa again before placing the glass back on the table.

'I’m super confused right now.’ He furrowed his brows again and chuckled, sitting back down on the couch next to you.

'You can sleep with me. I mean- on the bed. I’m- you know- sleep as in dreaming, not sleep as in- oh you get the point.’ He started laughing because of how you blushed. Your thoughts went there unintentionally and Kai knew exactly what you meant, but decided not to say anything. He just shrugged his shoulders and lifted his hands up as if he was surrendering, but couldn’t hide a smile on his face. You burried your head in your hands and chuckled, feeling embarrassed.

'It’s fine, I know what you meant.’ Kai said through laugh and placed a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it a little bit.

'Unless you want to sleep on the couch, then, I’ll understand.’

'No, no, I’ll gladly, um, sleep with you.’ He trailed off and started laughing louder than before.

'Shut up.’ You punched his arm playfully and started laughing as well, burrying your head in your hands again as you felt his arms wrapping around you and pulling you in for a hug.

Knowing that you’ll have a person who was practically your best friend as a roommate was very relaxing because you knew the person you would have to share your apartment with was worth it and that you could trust him.

3 months later

Every day with Kai has been super fun and you got along fantastically. There were no arguments or disagreements. It was just as you thought it would be and having Kai beside you was great, but as you spent more and more time with him, you started getting feelings for him. You have seen the side that no one else has and it only made you care for him even more. He was fun to be around and everytime he pulled you into a hug, you felt shivers rolling down your spine. You thought it was purely man and woman friendship, but one night, both of you drank a little too much and made out, but he somehow managed to stop himself from taking it any further even though you wouldn’t have been mad if you went all the way. Since that day, your feelings for Kai have been extremely strong and that included sexual ones. You couldn’t help but stare at him every time he walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist while the water drops kept rolling down his toned torso. Your gaze fell directly down to the beautiful v-line that was exposed to your eyes, your imagination going wild every time. The way he ran his fingers through his wet hair had made your body tingle and you couldn’t help but think what would it be like to run your fingers through his wet hair. You have spent a lot of time walking around the apartment in your underwear and a loose crop top, hoping he would make a move eventually, but he was holding back way better than you.

You were laying on the couch and working on your laptop when ou heard a knock on the front doors, making you jump a bit at a sudden thump noise as you were deeply focusing on your work.

'Come in!’ You shouted and kept still for a few second just to see who will walk through the doors.

'Oh, hey Damon! And- Elena. What can I help you with?’ You closed the laptop and placed it on the coffee table in front of you. You got up and walked towards them, hugging them both.

'We just came to ask you if you want to join us and Bonnie for dinner.’ Elena trailed off as Damon kept looking around your apartment, but his eyes glued to a black shirt on the floor.

'Yeah, sure. I don’t have plans.’ You smiled and gathered up your hair into a high ponytail.

'Is someone here with you?’ Damon asked befuddledly as he lifted up a black shirt of the floor, reaching his hand out towards you. You took a shirt from his hand and folded it neatly before placing it down on the couch behind you.

'Um- actually yes, but it’s nothing you should worry about.’

'Then who’s shirt is that? I assume it’s not yours because that’s a men’s shirt and-’

'Why do you want to know who it belongs to? Don’t you think it’s a little bit too much to interfere with my privacy so freaking much? I never do that to you.’ You said it with a lot of annoyance in your voice.

'Why is it so hard to answer such a simple question?’ Damon kept going and everytime he asked a new question, he got closer and kept throwing questions in your face. He has always been like that because even though you haven’t spend a lot of time with alone, he always wanted to know everything about your life.

'It’s Kai’s shirt. Happy?’ You blurted out and plopped yourself down on the couch and crossed your arms, unable to hide how annoyed and angry you were with him for it.

'Kai? As in Kai Parker?’ Elena asked and furrowed her brows, a little bit of disgust in her voice.

'Exactly. The one and only, Malachai Parker.’

'You’ve been sleeping with the enemy? Seriously? After everything he has done to us, you just decide to jump into bed with him and let him fuck your brains out?’ Damon raised his voice, anger roaming through his entire body. You rolled your eyes at his words and sighed heavily as you stood up of the couch and marched towards him, ready to say everything that was on your mind.

'You know what? I-’ At that moment, front doors flunged open, Kai standing still. 'This is what sleeping with the enemy looks like.’ You ran towards Kai and threw yourself into his arms as he instantly picked you up, your legs wrapping around his waist. You cupped his face and smashed your lips with his, his tongue instantly slipping into your mouth. The longer you were kissing him, the longer you wanted it to last. It was completely different from the previous drunken kiss. You somehow managed to pull away and jump down, trying to catch your breath from a heated kiss that had just happened.

'You’re unbelievable.’ Elena said angrily, her hands still on her waist.

'I know.’ You grabbed Kai’s arm and started dragging him behind you as you stopped and turned around after a few moments. 'Also, if you want to stay here, you better put some music on because it’s about to get pretty loud in here.’ You winked at them and led Kai to your room, slamming the doors behind you. You leaned your back on the doors and threw your head back, your breathing still fast and shallow. You listened carefully and just a few seconds later, you heard the doors slamming shut, meaning that Damon and Elena have left your apartment, leaving you and Kai alone. You started laughing, but Kai’s face expression remained serious.

'Did you really mean that out there?’ Kai asked nervously.

'Which part?’

'About sleeping with me?’

'Oh. No, that was just- I was joking to get Damon off my back.’ You chuckled and quickly fixed your hair.

'Oh.’ Disappointment has taken over Kai’s face as he swallowed hard and shoved his hands into his jeans. 'I- um- I’ll just hop in the shower. It won’t be long.’ He trailed off and made a few quick steps as he reached the bathroom and closed the doors behind him, the sound of doors locking echoing through the room. You wiped a smile off your face and took a deep breath, feeling disappointed for rejecting him. In fact, you did wanted it. More than anything. You have never felt so frustrated in your life as in that moment and the kiss that you and Kai had shared has only made you hungry for more. A sound of water running filled your ears as a picture of Kai naked flashed through your mind. You couldn’t stop imagining how his fingers must have traced his body, washing the soap off, water running down his naked body as you felt yourself getting wet down there.

15 minutes later

You propped yourself up off the bed when you heard the doors opening, shirtless Kai stepping into the room wearing his black briefs, that always outlined his lower half so perfectly. You swallowed hard and managed to lift your gaze up off his manhood.

'What are you watching?’ He asked and ran his long fingers through his hair, a few drops falling down on his torso, rolling down to his boxers. He plopped himself down on the bed next to you and crossed his legs, his eyes glued to a movie.

'Just some- movie- I- I don’t know the name of it.’ You stuttered, all the words somehow forming into a one silent noise.

'Oh I know this movie!’ He said excitedly and clapped his hands, making you jump a little bit but you dozed off again, getting lost in your own mind. You haven’t seen anything of the movie that was playing as you kept staring at Kai and his hands resting casually on the bed. You bit your lip and felt your heart starting to beat faster as you couldn’t control yourself anymore. You trailed your fingers over Kai’s biceps gently, his eyes instantly finding yours. You brought his hand up to your mouth and kissed his fingertips before you slowly parted your lips and pushed his middle finger inside your mouth and slowly started pulling it out, at the end licking his tip and not taking your eyes off Kai.

'What are you doing?’ Kai asked quietly, almost a moan escaping his mouth.

'Shhh, don’t talk.’ You whispered and kissed his fingertips again as you slowly slid his hand down your neck and stopped on your breast, squeezing it with your hand on top of his. You led his hand under your shirt and placed it on your breast again, this time he squeezed it on his own, feeling your bare skin completely exposed to him. He slowly leaned in and started kissing your neck, his lips feeling like torture on your sensitive skin. Your eyes fell down to his manhood as you could have seen how he has gotten harder which made you bite your lip from excitement. You slowly pushed your self down and sat on his knees, your hands gently caressing his thighs before you finally found the edge of his boxers. You came closer and placed a kiss on his clothed lenght, a quiet moan escaping his mouth. You smiled to yourself and very slowly pulled his boxers all the way down, his lenght springing free right in front of your face. He was already hard and even the slightest touch has made Kai lift his hips up, looking for more. You blew on his tip, his hips jerking up as you finally took his tip into your mouth, licking it with your tongue as you collected all the pre-cum. You gently grabbed it with your hand and started pumping him while you used your other hand to massage his balls. He pushed his fingers into your hair the moment when you pushed him into your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat.

'Oh fuck. Just like that.’ He threw his head back and arched his back a little bit, your actions obviously driving him crazy. You sped up, your tongue circling around his tip every time you took him out of your mouth and then took him back in, your hand pumping him at a faster pace as you felt him twitching and his moaning getting louder each time you gently grazed him with your teeth. You hollowed your cheeks and took him in a few more times before you barely grazed him with your teeth and felt his hot liquid trickle down your throat. You wiped your mouth with your thumb and quickly got off the bed, your eyes strongly focused on Kai. You slowly took off your shirt and threw it down on the floor, your hands slowly trailing down your body until you reached your panties and pushed them all the way down, your naked body exposed to Kai’s sight. He swallowed hard and had a hard time trying not to stare. You chuckled, but instead of climbing back on the bed, you took his black shirt and put it on, the end reaching right below your ass.

'I’m super hungry right now. Are you hungry?’ You trailed off and showed a mischevious smile to him as you walked out of the room and into the kitchen. Your heart was beating so fast that you thought it would jump out of your chest any second. After only a few second, you felt Kai’s arms on your waist and before you could say anything, he pushed you against the wall and pinned your hands above your head.

'I’m starving, but not for food.’ He said through gritted teeth and pushed his knee between your legs, seperating them roughly as he swiftly pushed his two fingers inside you and then quickly pulled them out, his thumb roughly rubbing your clit in figure eights. 'Do you see what you do to me? Look how hard I am for you.’ You looked down and he was standing straight up, just like in the bedroom. You bit your lip and tried to set at least one of your hands free, but he was too strong.

'Are you going to do something about it?’ You stuttered, your voice barely audible and you fought too hard to keep your eyes opened.

'I will make you scream so much that all the neighbours will know you’re mine. Just mine.’ He pushed his fingers into you again and started pushing them in and out as fast as he could as you felt your walls clenching and the familiar feeling in the pit of your stomach was starting to get more evident. 'No, no, not yet.’ He pulled his fingers out and licked them completely clean, your orgasm slowly fading away. He picked you up and used his vamp speed to run to the kitchen counter, letting you down as he spread your legs again and leaned down, his tongue swiftly licking your folds before he started sucking harshly on your clit. You burried your fingers into his still wet hair, trying to pull him even closer. You threw your head back, the tension building again in your stomach, but just when you wanted to let go again, Kai pulled away, not letting an orgasm to take over your body.

'Kai, please, I need it.’ You cried out, desperate for a release.

'You need what?’ He asked, his eyes piercing through your naked body.

'You, I fucking need you. Please, please, fuck me Kai. I will do anything, just do it.’ You begged him and he loved it. You could see a small mischevious smile and how satisfed he was about you begging him to finally make you his and to take you in a way only he could.

'Very well. If you want it.’ He said a little too calmly. He swiftly picked you up again and let you down in front of the couch. You furrowed your brows and wanted to ask him what he was going to do, but right when you parted your lips, he grabbed your arm and spun you around as he bend you over the couch and spread your legs with his leg. He pushed a finger inside you and trailed it through your folds, bringing it up to his mouth and licked it clean before he grabbed your waist and slammed into you in a one quick and rough thrust, making you scream out loud.

'Like this?’ He groaned and started slamming relentlessly into you, his hips perfectly meeting yours as the sound of skin on skin and panting echoed through the room.

'Yes!’ You shouted and grabbed onto the couch, your eyes closing at the feeling of Kai’s thick lenght stretching and filling you out perfectly. He leaned down and placed his hand on your neck as he lifted you up, your back laying flat on his chest while his hips kept mercilessly slam into you, bringing you closet to your orgasm as each second passed.

'Kai, I’m so close.’ You bit on your lip so hard that it started bleeding. Your walls started clenching and you were already there, ready to let yourself go but Kai has disappeared again, leaving you empty. He picked you up again and sat on the couch, placing you right onto his hard lenght. A single tear rolled down your cheek as it was getting a bit too much, the sensation and frustration taking over your body, your skin sensitive at a touch.

'It will be alright.’ Kai whispered and placed his hands on your waist, slowly lifting you up and then back down until you and him found the perfect rhythm, your hips meeting his so amazingly. You burried your head in the crook of his neck, your body feeling like jello and this time, you couldn’t keep it anymore.

'Cum for me.’ He whispered in your ear and cupped your face, kissing you deeply as you finally let yourself go, an intense orgasm tearing through your body, a tear rolling down your cheek as you screamed Kai’s name out loud, your vision going black for a few second.

'Fuck.’ Kai groaned and started twitching inside you as he came in hot short spurts, his head pressed against your chest, completely riding out yours and his orgasm. He stilled himself as you both tried to catch your breath, your hearts beating extremely fast. There was silence in the room, only Kai’s eyes strongly focused on you. He removed a wet lock of hair from your face and tucked it behind your ear.

'You’re so beautiful. I’m sorry.’ He kissed you gently and slowly lifted you up, pulling himself out of you and then wrapped his arms around your tired body.

'Don’t be. It was- absolutely amazing.’ You whispered and leaned on his chest as you closed your eyes, your breathing calming down and not long after that, you have fallen asleep in Kai’s arms, that night was only the begining of the amazing journey between you and him.


(requested by anon)
Kai Parker x Reader
word count : 3 116
warning : smut
summary : Reader is afraid of Thunderstorms and Kai sees that a big storm is coming and rushes to her place worried because of a blackout.
*not my gif

The day had been so sunny - with blue skies , not a cloud in the sky until late afternoon when out of nowhere blew strong wind pulling dark thunderstorm clouds with it. Before Y/N had realised it , the sky had been covered with dark clouds and thunders rumbled in the sky so loudly the ground under her feet shook. A few years ago none of this would’ve bothered her , but then the accident happened.
Y/N had gone camping with a couple of her high school friends when a storm rolled in. They hid in a cave near by , waiting for the storm to pass. One of her friends - Maddie - had forgotten her phone in the car and even though everyone tried to stop her from going out in the storm , seeing how lightnings literally touched the wet ground , her friend had gone out running into the storm. Maddie had made it almost back to the cave when a lightning hit right in front of her , and because of the rain and wet ground , her friend had gotten electrocuted. Maddie had survived barely but Y/N could never forget the shock of seeing her best friend’s body shudder and crumble onto the ground. Every time a storm rolled in the memory came back threatening to suffocate her.
Luckily for Y/N , she had made it home before the storm hit. Down side was shortly after she had gotten home , the power had gone out due the strong wind. Y/N used her phone’s flashlight for a few minutes before the battery had died out. The thunders felt as if they were happening right above her house and like a little child she hid under the covers. Not that her blanket could protect her , but somehow she felt a bit safer with it covering her completely. It reminded her of the time when she was little and thought there were monsters under her bed.
Rain started hitting her windows. Whatever was happening outside was probably terrifying and she didn’t dare look. Y/N curled into a ball , hugging her knees and tried to shut out all sounds coming from outside.
All of the sudden there was a loud sound from downstairs and Y/N jumped up sitting in the bed.
“It’s probably just a window broken by the storm.” she muttered to herself. The wind was strong enough to break a tree branch and shove it through the glass. Y/N laid back on her bed , a deep sigh tumbling off her lips and pulled the blanket overhead again.
A few moments later someone got on her bed next to her. Her heart was racing from a new kind of fear , wondering who would dare come out in that storm. Then it hit her , it hadn’t been the wind or a tree branch … someone had broken in.
“Are you going to hide under the covers the entire time ? Cuz that would be so boring.” said a familiar voice.
Y/N pulled off the blanket from her head , making her hair a mess. She blew a strand of hair from her face and turned towards Kai who was laying next to her , his hands behind his back and he had a grin on his face. All around them every single candle was lit , creating a warm light around her room.
“There she is ! For a moment I thought I had gotten into the wrong house. That would’ve been awkward.” said Kai amused. “Who would want to find a complete stranger in their bed?”
Kai turned to his side , his gaze focused on her. Y/N was starring at the ceiling.
“I feel ignored. The ceiling is nowhere as pleasant to look at as me.” he pouted.
Y/N turned towards him with a small smile on her face.
“Hi.” he said grinning , tapping her nose with his finger.
“What are you doing here ?” she asked curious. “It’s the worst storm in history…”
“Well , I was walking by … ” he said casually and Y/N glared at him.
“You were ‘walking by’ in that storm ?”
Kai sighed. “Alright fine. I got worried my girl would get all scared cuz of the storm and the dark so I decided to stop by and annoy the hell out of you. Plus I missed you.” he said giving her his famous sideways smirk. “By the way , I think I broke a vase downstairs.”
So that’s what the sound had been.
“I didn’t like that vase anyways…” she muttered , a moment later a bright lightning lit up the sky followed by yet another loud thunder. Her bed shook for a second and instinctively she pulled the covers over her head again.
In a flash Kai sneaked under the covers with her.
“What are we doing here ?” he whispered in her ear making her jump a little.
“Damn it Kai! Stop scaring me like that!”
Kai laughed under his breath , pushing the blanket off them. He pulled her closer to him , wrapping his arms around her. Y/N didn’t protest. Instead she snuggled closer to him as another thunder rumbled overhead. She always felt safe when he was around.
“I hate storms ” she muttered more to herself than to Kai. He stroked her hair , gently kissing her forehead making a strange kind of warmth spread through her body.
“Don’t worry sweetheart. I’ll be here to protect you.” he said softly.
“Thank you … for coming.”
“For you - always.” he smiled. “You know , thunderstorms are beautiful in their own special way. Every lightning is completely different than the last. I missed that in the Prison World. It was always annoyingly sunny there… ”
Y/N knew what he meant but the memory of the accident was stronger. A few years ago on a night like this , she’d be sitting by the window at the attic with her phone in her hands trying to capture a lightning over Mystic Falls. It was all different now , even more so with Kai being in her bed.
“I know … it’s just … Every time a thunderstorm rolls in , I am back at the edge of that clearing … ” she swallowed hard , feeling tears start to fill behind her eyelids.
Kai pulled her closer to him. Damon had told him the story a few months back , right after he had met her. There had been a storm that same day. Kai wanted to create another memory for her to associate moments like this with. Maybe that would help her get over her fear. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear , looking at her. Kai wondered if he would’ve done the same thing for someone else and somehow felt the answer to that question would be ‘no’. He cared about Y/N and that almost never cared about anyone. Y/N looked up at him , their eyes meeting for a moment and it felt as if something sparked between them. Or maybe it was the thunder and lightning. Unlike all previous times that had happened Y/N didn’t jump up nor flinch.
“You have beautiful eyes.” he said softly , his palm slightly brushing against her cheek. Both of them leaning in towards each other and a moment later their lips touched into a gentle kiss. Y/N closed her eyes , feeling Kai pulling her closer to him. He pulled away , gently stroking her cheek. “Absolutely beautiful…” he whispered.

* * *

Kai and Y/N cuddled for a while , none of them saying a word. Y/N kept thinking about that kiss and how it felt as if something inside her awoke. Kai was very hot as hell , dangerous too but he had come to her house in the worst storm and black out because he worried she’d be scared. None of her friends had ever done that for her. It was like he cared about her , except Y/N couldn’t explain to herself why he would. They were friends , kind of , but not that close. She didn’t even have a clue how he knew thunderstorms scared her. But with him around she didn’t feel that scared anymore.
“Kai ?”
“Yes sweetheart ?”
“Why … why did yo- … um … ” Y/N laughed nervously , trying to find the right words to say. She was curious to find out why he’d kiss her , if he had just gotten caught in the moment or if it was something more … and wondered how to ask him to kiss her again. It had been nearly half hour and she could still feel his soft lips on hers. All she could think about was kissing Kai again. “W-would you ki-”
Kai didn’t let her finish. He pulled her into another kiss , slowly rolling on top of her deepening the kiss. Y/N’s hands snaked around his neck digging her fingers into his hair before sliding down his back , pulling his body closer to hers.
After their first kiss , Kai had wanted to kiss her again. He never knew it was possible to want to kiss and touch someone so much. The more they kissed the more he craved and by the way Y/N was pulling him towards her , she felt the same way. Their second kiss seemed to last forever and Kai pulled away ,afraid he might suffocate her or something. When he looked at her , her eyes were glowing and there was a smile on her face. Her fingertips traced all over his face - his forehead , his nose , under his eyes. When she touched his lips he closed his eyes for a moment enjoying the feeling.
“Does being a heretic include reading people’s minds ?” she asked quietly.
Kai laughed a little at her question. That would be something. He was dying to find out what was going on inside her head in that moment. Kai gazed into her eyes , pretending to think for a moment. He didn’t need to read her mind to know what she wanted - it was all in the way her eyes darted between his lips and his eyes. Y/N wanted the same thing he did.
“I don’t know. Lets try and see.” he said pressing his lips against hers again. His lips holding her captive in a passionate kiss. Kai took her hands , intertwining their fingers together and held them over her head , lightly grinding against her. Y/N moaned into the kiss and Kai could hear her heart racing. Too soon he pulled away.
Y/N lifted her head off her pillow , trying to kiss him again.
“Did I guess right ?” he grinned already knowing the answer. Y/N didn’t say anything. All she did was gaze into his eyes , biting her lower lip. It was the last straw for him. He wanted her then and there. Kai leaned in kissing her jawline , then her neck , a low moan escaping her parted lips. “I want you.” he whispered , his lips almost touching hers as he spoke.
A thunder shook the ground. Y/N freed her hands pulling him into a passionate kiss , rolling on top of him. All on her mind was Kai. Just Kai and nothing else. She leaned in kissing him while his hands slided down her back on to her waist then on her hips , pulling her back and forth against him creating their own rhythm. Kai tugged on her shirt , pulling it over her head in a second. Y/N ran her fingers through her hair before leaning in to kiss him again. Her hips grinding against his crotch , her hands cupped his face before slowly sliding towards his chest.
“I want you too.” she said out of breath , her nose lightly brushing against his.
Kai smiled at her and something different flashed in his eyes. He rolled on top of her , his eyes drifting to her night stand. He reached his hand opening the drawer pulling out just what he needed. Y/N sure liked her ribbons. He smiled to himself. Maybe he could read her mind after all.
Y/N’s eyes gleamed with excitement , catching onto his idea a moment before Kai gently tied her wrists together , tight enough so she wouldn’t be able to get her hands free then he pinned them over her head.
“Don’t move your hands princess.”
They smiled at each other. Kai slided down onto the bed a little , his finger trailing all the way from her jaw line to her neck. When he got to her bra , he winked at her swishing his finger in the air , unclasping it with magic before somehow it flew off her and onto the floor. Kai’s fingertips drew circles around her breasts , brushing lightly against her nipples. He leaned in taking her breast into his mouth while his other hand massaged the other , moaning as he did so. Y/N felt herself getting wet , soft moans tumbling from her parted lips.
“Kai ..”
“Shhhh don’t talk.”
Kai’s finger trailed down her stomach , leaving soft kisses on his way lighting wild fires all over her body. His fingers played with the waistband of her PJ bottoms and slowly he pulled them off her along with her panties , his fingertips brushing against her skin the entire time. His eyes met hers for a second , as he parted her legs leaving soft kisses on her inner thighs , making his way up to her heat. The closer he got , the more her breathing became uneven. Kai’s fingers teased her folds , lightly rubbing her clit in figure eights pulling out soft moans from her lips. He smiled seeing how wet she had gotten , even more so with every passing second and he couldn’t wait to taste her. Kai darted out his tongue lapping up some of her arousal dripping down onto her bed. He pressed the flat of his tongue onto her swollen clit , licking a stripe up right through the middle before enveloping it in his mouth sucking and pulling on it while his hands held onto her thighs. His eyes never leaving hers. Y/N looked even more beautiful from this angle , the candle light dancing across her face. He felt her fingers lightly brushing his hair and pulled away.
“No , no , no sweetheart.” he said , pushing her hands over her head again. “I told you. Don’t move.”
“But I want to touch you.” she pouted.
Kai gave her a devilish smirk , sending butterflies in her stomach. Y/N knew that look - he had something on his mind. His fingertips played with her folds for a few moments before he suddenly pushed his middle and index fingers inside her.
Y/N let out a small scream as he did so. His fingers curled around her walls slowly , exploring every inch before pulling out to the fingertips and slowly entering her again , repeating over and over. She fought the urge to reach her hands towards him again knowing he’d push them away again. Kai was driving her insanee , every time he curled his fingers inside her , she felt herself being swallowed by the fire he had created. Her head was spinning as the burning feeling build up between her legs. Kai picked up the pace , burying his face between her legs blowing on her clit for a moment , watching her arch her back off the bed. His tongue drew circles around her clit without ever touching it before his lips enveloped it again , sucking on it while his eyes were looking up at her. Y/N’s eyelids were drooping , her mouth hung open, her moans getting louder every time he curled his fingers around her walls. Kai was devouring her with a new kind of hunger. Y/N pushed her hips towards him , wanting him closer and closer to her warmth.
“You taste fucking amazing.” he moaned nibbling on her clit. Kai’s fingers pumped inside and out faster and faster turning her into moaning whimpering mess. She couldn’t control herself anymore and her hands reached for him , pushing his mouth closer to her heat.
Kai hummed in response feeling her fingers pulling at his hair , holding onto him for dear life.
“Kai I’m c-close” she moaned out , her walls clenching around his fingers as he picked up the pace , devouring her while his fingers assaulted her turning her moans into small screams. She was so close to the edge , feeling all the pressure building up and her release approaching fast. Her back arched a little more off the bed, her legs starting to shake.
“Fuck Kai ”
Y/N curled her toes , tipping over the edge feeling her orgasm wash over her , screaming his name. He never stopped devouring her and pumping his fingers inside her until she was finished.
Kai crawled over her , drowning her in a kiss , letting her taste herself on his lips.
“My sweet innocent Y/N…” he said in a low seductive voice. “I never knew how much I’ll love watching you fall apart under my touch.”
He untied her wrists , his fingers brushing against her skin as he did so. Y/N’s hands reached between their bodies palming him through his jeans , happy she was able to touch him. A low growl came deep from Kai’s throat but he swatted her hands away. This was about her , not about him.
“Please ?” she begged , her eyes piercing into his. “Please ?”
Kai’s fingers brushed against her cheek gently and her smiled at her.
“Not this time, sweetheart.”
Y/N’s heart skipped a beat. Was he implying this is not a one time thing ? Kai tumbled off the bed , picking up her shirt putting it back on her. He laid on the bed next to her , wrapping his arms around her keeping her close to him.
“When ?” she asked looking up at him , biting her lower lip as her hand rubbed him through his jeans again. Y/N was making it harder for him to say 'no’ to her.
“How about Friday after a dinner and a movie ?” he asked suddenly making her sit in her bed , her eyes wide. Kai could hear her heartbeat change. Her eyes were sparkling differently.
“Are you asking me on a date ?” she wondered.
“I .. I guess I am.” said Kai not taking his eyes off Y/N, his hand taking hers.
“I would love to.”
Y/N smiled , her hands snaking around his neck as she leaned in towards him until their lips were almost touching. Kai’s eyes darting between her eyes and her lips , breathing heavily with every passing moment. Suddenly it hit her - the silence. The storm had passed and she hadn’t even realised it. Kai’s hands slowly wrapped around her , grabbing her by the waist and pulling her on top of him. Maybe he couldn’t say 'no’ to her after all.

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