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Canonization of Gruvia. (A massive collection of notable moments)

Normally I talk about chapters, but this time since my OTP is now canon, I’m going to talk about them more exclusively.

Note, this post isn’t necessarily about their own development (many other gruvia fans have already taken care of that portion), but rather this is just an examples of some key moments of this beautiful ship before they entered into canonization) 

I think it’s pretty clear at this point that Gray has feelings for Juvia at this point of the stage.

WARNING: LONG POST COMING! 

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Let’s backtrack shall we?

Obviously Juvia has feelings for them ever since they met here. People say, that Juvia fell in love with Gray because of his looks, but I’d say she fell in love with not only his looks but also his courage to stand up for his comrades, more.

Juvia went from being angry to Gray’s words about saving Lucy, to falling in love with him ever again here, when he saved her from the rain, and showed her shine.

While Juvia wasn’t very close to Gray at this stage,  Gray was pissed at the notion of her being attacked by Simon.


When Juvia requested Makarov for joining, this is Gray’s face.

See how happy he is?

Behind that cool attitude armor of his, shows his true self.


First chapter cover of them featured:

Gray, Juvia’s going on a mission:

Gruvia parade

Here in other portion of the events, we see an edolas version of gruvia

to a beautiful unison raid, one of the sweetest moments of display in combining magic of compatibility in a anime only arc

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Juvia was the only to believe Gray is innocent and trapping Natsu for a reason, not even Cana (Gray’s own best friend) believed him. Juvia did.

Gray worried about Juvia’s own progress and status

See Loke’s face? He’s basically blushing at seeing Gray worry about Juvia when he should be worried about himself.

Meredy’s magic showing how powerful emotions are between two characters. Considering how Juvia and Gray have strong feelings for each other, Meredy’s magic worked. Otherwise it wouldn’t have if their feelings toward each other weren’t strong.

Juvia being enraged at the thought of her lover being in danger

The moments they shared depict Gray teaching Juvia how to eat here. (Let’s not forget the fact that a married couple (bisca x alzack) were blushing at the sight of seeing this)


and range from Juvia saving Gray from the enemy

to Gray saving Juvia from the enemy

Deep powerful moments. Juvia showing how intellectual and a quick thinker, to Gray showing how he can outwit his enemy and save his loved one. Even instinctly going as far as giving up his own body to save his lover from harm.

Carrying Juvia when she’s hurt.

to shouldering each other’s injuries

Some Jelly Juvia, since Gray was in line to get treated for his wounds by nurse Erza  :>

Now GMG Arc is where we get sufficient amount of moments between Gray and Juvia.

First we got a sign of jelly Gray :>

This shows that Gray first the time is annoyed at a female guild member being taken away from him. 

To putting matters into his own hands

Spawning a cover where they are going to get more canonical moments.

From Gray’s own sister figure talking about his feelings

Telling him to be more open. and ofc a sign of blushy gray and his tsunderism.

His brother telling him to marry Juvia already, telling him to give him the date for marriage.

To some Gruvia teamwork,and Gray trusting Juvia in her powers

While Juvia nods in approval, they show a canonical unison raid this time.

and succeed, holding each other’s hands with a smile.

See how comfortable Gray looks in the spur of this moment?

casual gruvia

In the aftermath, we see Gray saving Juvia from her death,  a very powerful moment from dragon kids.


After Gray was thankfully saved by Ultear, we see Gray bluntly speaking to Juvia about his wants. Ofc, I’d say it’s more and less comedic relief, and I have no problem, because negative moments eventually turn into positive.

Juvia reprimands Gray for showing a sulky mood, and requests him to please smile for his family.

Gray eating Juvia’s cookies. Gray’s annoyed at the thought of any one else eating her baked delicious food, and offers to eat.

With a hilarious conclusion ofc.

Onto Tartaros arc

Gray, Juvia are on a side mission to collect information about missing people’s whereabouts.

Now here’s another powerful moment of Gray holding a scared Juvia’s hands, and telling him to not worry as he’s by her side.


Cute Juvia, not letting her love get any harm.

Now, we see an enraged Juvia once again at the thought of hearing that Gray’s life is in danger

Let us appreciate that one of the largest panel was given to Juvia in regards to Gray remembering his loved ones when commiting IS. Yes, Juvia’s panel was even bigger than Ur.

Gray’s own father, calling Juvia his woman and entrusting her in the power of killing Keith the necromancer so he can RIP peacefully.

Juvia calling Silver her father :D

The power of Juvia’s feelings and strength and someone who will not let her father law’s request go in vain.

Silver giving his blessings to Juvia, and telling her to take care of his son.

Juvia wants to see her Gray-sama.

So here we see Juvia confronting Gray about his [s]their[/s] father

Her we see what Juvia did. We see Juvia really distraught at having to kill Silver through Keith. and LOOK AT THAT, KEY MOMENT: IF JUVIA IS OBSESSIVE AS HER HATERS SAY, WHY DID SHE SAY SHE HAS NO RIGHT TO LOVE JUVIA ANYMORE? IS THAT SOMETHING AN OBSESSED YANDERE WOULD DO? 

After a brief tug, Gray thanks Juvia, and doesn’t let her go. Juvia was about to move on, when apologizing but it was GRAY HIMSELF that grabbed her and needed to be comforted. Silver had to go, because he would’ve been tortured by Keith, and his spirit would have not RIP if Juvia didn’t kill Keith. 

One of the more powerful moments for Gruvia IMO

Moving on

Some key moments in an omake

Chapter cover

Natsu ships them.

Juvia made a scarf for her Gray-sama on the celebration of their 413th anniversary (the combined days of when they first met :D)

Gray and Juvia meet. Keep in mind, Gray is mourning for Ul’s death anniversary and Juvia is unaware of it.

While an intoxicated Gray (he was drinking) threw her gift say, stating ice mages don’t grow cold, he apologizes.

Gray remembers the first time UL knitted him her scarf as a kid.

Gray realizes what he’s done, and desperately tries to find the Juvia made scarf he threw away

and proceeds to wear it, in a cute tsunderish expression, stating he feels warm now.

Gray once again apologizes, and Juvia is excited to see he has her scarf around his neck, ending in a hilarious sequence of a body  :D

On a sidenote, my favourite cover. My babies sleeping side by side.

Onto Avatar arc

We know from this fact that Gray and Juvia lived together (JUST THE TWO OF THEM) in one small distant house.

Imagine that! They lived together as husband and wife practically under in one roof, eating together, training together, and sleeping under one roof. Imagine that. 

See in my view, this is where Gray started to get closer to Juvia and now knows her more. When you’re living together for over half a year, you get to know the strength, weakness and knowledge of the person. You become closer emotionally to that person. Keep in mind, there was no one else around Gray and Juvia, so it was strictly them. So basically they were part of conversation they had around that timespan, period.

You see Juvia became sick through the rain with fever even though water magic. This shows strongly devoted to Gray to a point that her advantage over rain was useless when she found out he was away for a long time.

Juvia sensed that Gray was fighting enemies, and got there in time. Here he apologizes for his departure, and they battle together.

and look at that, Juvia even got his stripping habit! I think this is a great tribute to Ul, and a nice idea Mashima implemented. They are known as the stripping couple thanks to Ul. :)

and ofc Gray apologizes once aain for his actions, assuring Juvia who’s happy as long as he’s safe.

and ofc jelly Juvia :>

Another powerful moment incoming.

Gray offers to treat Juvia

Gray thanks Juvia for always being by his side.

States that after war is over, He’ll give her an answer

The 6 months of living together has brought them more closer than ever, and now Gray is more open about his feelings.

cuties posing

G x J on Gray’s boxers, huehuehuehue

cuties x2

Unfortunately, Gray and Juvia are now tied via ice chains, and about to fight to the death. Notice Juvia’s words in the last panel.

Such tragic case of events, they are forced to fight to the death. Juvia refusely is trying to resist, while Gray is doing the same.

Juvia stating, she can not harm Gray anymore, and is willing to give up her own life. Stating how happy she is to ever meet  Gray. *cries*

and here comes a twist, Gray does the same thing! He also commits suicide at the same moment and time Juvia does, stabbing himself with a ice sword. So basically both would rather die than harm each other. Such a powerful profound message and feelings of intense mutual love of this couple shown for one another

Gray was willing to give up his own mission of destroying END for Juvia’s sake. Both of them were willing to give up many years of their lives for each other. If this isn’t love, then I don’t know what is. srsly.

Gray states he wants to protect Juvia at any cost.. Notice how Gray was about to say  comrade, then crossed that out, and said “you”. Meaning Juvia is more than just a comrade for Gray. 

This is beautiful. Romeo and Juliet esque.

Juvia saves Gray’s life by giving him, her blood.

Juvia saying she’s now part of him with her blood. This is beautiful. Juvia thought this much about Gray’s life that she taught herself this magic just in case Gray’s life was in danger. Look how much she cares for Grays’ well being. She’s the perfect woman for Gray. and as a huge fan of Gray from the start, I’m proud of the fact that he’s developing feelings for the right girl.

Gray’s so distraught. Look how emotionally effected Gray is. He’s crying his heart out. Poor guy : ( He lost to so many of his family members, and now he’s lost his most closest loved one. Begging Juvia to open her eyes, bawling his eyes filled with tears, screaming her name :(

enraged Gray, about to unleash the demon in him.

We get a cute panel of the couple.

Gray’s so pissed about Juvia’s demise, that he’s only hurling grunting sounds.

Gray doesn’t care about Invel, he cares about how Invel stole away his future.

Look how vulnerable, heart broken and pain Gray’s eyes are :( He’s shattered in mind and physically. He’s no longer the same here. This is what lead to him getting out of control against END, because the trauma of seeing another close loved one of his dying infront of him, was too much for his mind to bear. He was no longer the same person.

Once Gray found out Juvia’s alive while she utters his name, he utters back her name and  falls down with immense gravitated pressure. While down, he’s fiinally he’s in peace, resting, in full relief that he doesn’t need to over exert himself now that Juvia’s alive His mind is in peace, he’s smiling. Juvia is also in full relief that her Gray-sama is fine, and falls right at him lol.

Gray reassuring to himself, that he needs to apologize about Juvia. See how open he is, he doesn’t even care if his comrades are there lol.

Before the canonization scene, I would like to remind everyone once again, of how Gray reacts to Juvia from earlier moments, to recently when she tries to get closer to him.

It started from this:


to this

God bless character development. God bless this pairing. God bless character change. Gray is openly smiling while being close to Juvia while she embraces him. This is the happiest Gray has ever been in these two panels, than he’s ever been before. He’s loving life.

Here comes the canonization last scenes of this pairing. First we see Gray being jealous at a drunk craved Juvia, and quickly drags her away. Would Gray reacted if that was Erza, Lucy, or any of his other comrades? HELL NO. At tleast not to that extent, of personally dragging a woman from that mess.

Gray is talking about scars, Juvia has one, and Gray wants to get rid of it, but Juvia doesn’t mind. Not only does Juvia have Gray’s stripping habits, but now she has his scars as well lol.

Now here comes the CONFESSION! Juvia says what about her body?? GRAY CONFESSES THAT IT”S HIS. THERE”S NO MAYBE, HE CLEARLY BLURTS OUT IT”S HIS IN THE OPEN!!! Gray wants Juvia and her body. Infact he wants to sleep with her with this implication. 

Look at Wendy, she knows what’s going on. This is the best we’ll see out of Gray, a blushy tsundere Gray’s own confession. He’s not the type of guy who’ll straight up say I love you or hug a woman like that, this is just Gray in character! :D.

This essentially makes GRUvIA CANON!!!!  

Sure, it could’ve been better with all of that teasing and buildup  but we still got an amazing moment! and for that we should cherish it for our OTP!

Small rant:

For those antis, do you read while having your eyes closed? How do you ignore the developments, panels, and strong feelings they have for each other? you are in denial. You are in denial of Gray’s character. It’s truly idiotic that you believe he’s acting out of character, it just means you don’t know a single thing about him. You just want to  ship him with another girl because you don’t like Juvia.  You don’t know Gray’s character at all all if you think he’s acting OOC. This is Gray Fullbuster at his characterization.  This is Gray in love with his woman, so who gives you the right to bash Mashima about his own creations? Kindly close the door and get out :)

Gray’s happiness IS and will always be JUVIA. A true Gray fan knows that.

CELEBRATION TIME!

TIME TO CELEBRATE EvERYONE!!!!!

GRUVIA. IS. CANON!!! THE WAIT IS FINALLY OVER!

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Note: I may have missed some key moments, so write them down in the notes, and I’ll edit and them in later.

I have not added the Gruvia moments in the second movie, because I haven’t watched it yet. 

Likes, and reblogs are appreciated! If you ship Gruvia, you will love this!

Twelve.

Could you write like the smuttiest thing you’ve ever written please!!

I kinda want to blame this request for this sin but oh well… This is pure filth so please don’t read it if you aren’t comfortable with smut. This has not been proofread so I’m sorry for any mistakes.xxx

Y/N couldn’t believe how stupid she was when she agreed to this. She regretted it the moment she said yes. Now it’s been almost two weeks. Twelve days. 288 hours. Not that she was counting.
It happened during a night in with Harry. They both had a bit too much of red wine, their lips stained and their words getting slurred and silly.

“I bet you couldn’t go a week without sex.”
She looked at him with wide eyes for a moment, her deep red lips parted.
“What? I can totally go without sex. Unlike you, you’re a horny mess after an hour without sex.” she smirked at him.
“S'not true! I bet I can go longer without sex than you.” he stated proudly.
“A bet? You wanna bet, Styles?”
“Yes. We’ll see who can go longer without sex.”
“And what does the winner get?”
“Mind blowing sex.”


Exactly that was what she was craving for right now, mind blowing sex. It wasn’t that she was addicted to sex or needed it to function but when your boyfriend is Harry Styles and looks like a goddamn adonis and you know exactly what he’s able to do with his perfect body it’s hard not to get horny.
He was teasing her as well, every morning his hand would wander a bit too low when they were cuddling and every time he came out of the shower his towel was almost falling off and sometimes it really did fall off, accidentally of course.
She was teasing him as well though, only sleeping in one of his shirts and a pair of lace panties or wearing her favorite pair of jeans which she knew made her ass look extremely good.
It didn’t help her though, he noticed all her teasing and sexy looks but he never made a move on her. He wanted to win this bet.
She wanted to as well but if she was quite honest she didn’t think she was able to go another hour without his naked body pressed to hers.
She knew he was upstairs right now, in their ensuite bathroom, taking a shower. And she knew he would come down in a few minutes, showing off his irresistible body.
She couldn’t take it anymore, her body was going crazy. The constant ache between her legs made her feel dizzy and the fact that she just needed him made her go upstairs.
She entered their bedroom, smelling his shower gel. She wanted him. She needed him. She didn’t care about the bet anymore, it’s been too long.
He came out of the door a minute later, surprised to see her standing in the middle of their bedroom, looking all nervous and messy.
“You okay, love? You look a bit flustered.”
She shook her head, she was almost near tears now. The desperation and frustration grew inside of her, making her body move over to his and pressing her lips to his in a hard kiss.
She felt his shock, before he finally began to kiss her back and wrap his arms around her.
“What’s going on, hm?”
He knew exactly what was going on, she was needy. But he wanted to hear her say it.
“Want you. I-I need you. Harry, please, I can’t-”
“Shh, baby.” he shushed her rambling gently.
“What so you need, hm?”
“You, please.”
“What do you need from me?”
“Harry!” she exclaimed frustrated.
“I need to hear you say it, baby. C'mon tell me.”
“I want you to fuck me.” she whimpered.
He smirked at her, satisfied with her answer.
“But then you’ll loose the bet, darling.”
“I don’t care about this fucking bet, Harry! This was such as stupid idea. I just want you to fuck me, take me in every way you like.”
“So desperate? S'not even been two weeks, my love.”
“But it’s been too long.”
“Alright, s'true. Get out of these clothes, baby.”
She did as he said, immediately throwing her shirt to the floor and stepping out of her jeans and panties.
“Good girl. Now lie down on the bed for me.”
She lied down on her back, waiting for him to come to her. She heard his towel hitting the floor, falling beside her clothes. She looked up at him as he started to crawl onto the bed until he was hovering over her naked form but not touching her yet.
“Didn’t think you could go this long without having me fuck you, baby.” he whispered against her neck, his lips brushing over her skin and making goosebumps arise on her whole body.
“Didn’t think I could go so long without fucking you.”
He pressed the first kiss against her sweet spot, right under her ear and her bach arched off the back, pressing her chest against his. She heard him groan quietly when her naked tits touched his chest.
“I missed this so fucking much, baby. Never again, yeah?”
“Never.” she agreed.
His kisses wandered lower, over her collarbones down to her boobs. He nibbled on the skin there, using his tongue to lick over it. When he reached her nipples he sucked on each of them, licking over the pink flesh before he released it and wandered lower.
He took his time with kissing ever inch of her but this wasn’t what she wanted. She didn’t want him to be gentle and loving. She wanted him to be rough. Really rough.
“Harry, please.”
He knew that tone, the desperation and need in it. He knew he was torturing her right now but he won’t keep going like this. He’s going to give her what she wants.
He came up from where he was kissing around her hips, looking her in the eyes. He leaned down to press a kiss against her lips, covering her mouth in a sweet and passionate way.
“You went twelve days without this, right? Twelve is a nice number.”
His face moved to the side, his nose nuzzling into her hair and his mouth right over her ear.
“How about I make you come twelve times? A orgasm for every single day you didn’t have me.”
She whimpered at his words, wanting that. Wanting him to make her come undone as many times as possible.
“How’s that sound?”
“Please, Harry.”
“Yes? You want that?”
“Yes.”
“Gonna count them, okay? Gonna count every time you come for me, yeah?”
“Yes, Harry.” she nodded frankly.
He moved down her body again, until he was right between her legs. He grabbed her knees, making them bend and her feet plant on the mattress. He started to kiss down her left thigh, moving closer to where she was pink and aching for him.
She spread her lips apart when he decided it was enough of the teasing, groaning when he saw how wet she was. He glided his middle finger between her lips, gathering some of her juices and rubbing over her clit with them. A breathy moan left her lips at the contact, missing his touch too much.
He finally leaned down then, licking a broad stripe between her pussy lips and humming at the taste of her. He loved this when she filled all his senses, he was only able to see her, smell her, taste her and feel her.
He licked over her clit, lapping at it with the tip of his tongue. He circled the nub before he licked over it from side to side and then moved down to her entrance where he pushed his tongue inside and moved it up and down against her walls. She was moaning and groaning, her hands in Harry’s hair, pulling it and messing it up.
He hooked her thighs over his shoulders so he had better access to her and could bury his face deeper into her. His hands were sprawled out on her hips, holding them down so she couldn’t squirm away.
He licked her deeper now, right between her lips and massaging all the right places. He could feel her getting close already, her thighs beginning to shake, her pussy beginning to clench and the juices kept pouring out of her.
“Harry, I-I’m gonna-” a loud moan interrupted her words when he licked over just the perfect spot.
He sucked on her clit then, trapping it between his lips and massaging it with his tongue at the same time. She came within seconds, screaming out into the bedroom and pulling Harry closer by his hair. He groaned against her when he felt her come, loving the way she moved her pussy against his face and her cum dripped out of her. He knew she came hard, her voice breaking with every moan and her body shaking and trembling with the waves of pleasure that cursed through her whole body and made everything clench.
When her thighs finally fell open and Harry was sure he got every drop of her he sat up, breathing harshly. His lips were swollen and wet with her and his eyes dark and wild.
“You forgot something, my love.” he reminded her.
She wasn’t able to think properly, her brain probably jelly just like her bones. She remembered what he requested of her earlier though.
“One.”
“Good girl.” he praised her.
He moved up again, kissing her briefly.
“Sit up.”
She did as he said, sitting up and watching how he lay down on the bed.
“Over my face, darling.”
“What? Harry, no.”
He knew she didn’t like this too much. It felt amazing and she knew that but she hated the thought of sitting on his face. She was always scared of hurting him.
“Baby, c'mon. You know how good it’s gonna feel.”
She looked at him skeptical for a second before she sighed and gave in. She moved so she was straddling his face. He pulled her down immediately, making her sit right on his mouth. She moaned immediately when she felt his tongue on her again, dragging up the full crease of her.
“Yes! Oh fuck.” she moaned out and she knew Harry was smirking against her.
He moved one hand from where he was holding onto her thigh to her mouth, silently telling her to suck his fingers and get them wet. She wrapped her lips around them, getting them dripping wet. When he was happy with her sucking he moved them down to her entrance, immediately pushing two fingers inside of her, causing her to moan at the delicious stretch.
Harry started pumping his fingers inside of her, stroking that one spot she could never reach herself.
Y/N’s hands reached up to hold onto the headboard, moving her hips against Harry’s mouth. He moaned against her when he felt her starting to ride his mouth, letting her move just how she pleased.
He resettles her above him after a moment and then she feels the firm press of his hot tongue against her clit, licking it with just the perfect pressure.
Harry fucks into her with his fingers, twisting and curling them. His lips sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking over it and making sharp pleasure run up her spine.
“Y-Yes, oh shit.”
She was already so close again, almost overwhelmed with all the pleasure he made her feel.
Harry curled his fingers inside of her, pressing hard against her g-spot. She’s clenching down around his fingers, so close to coming. He hummed against her, the vibrations hitting her clit immediately and that was all it took for her to explode again.
“Harry, yes!”
Harry’s fingers fucked her through it, prolonging her orgasm and keeping her right there. His lips kept on sucking on her clit, making her come so hard she fell forward against the headboard. Harry held onto her ass cheeks then, moving her against his mouth in the same way he would do it if she was sitting on his cock.
“Harry, oh fuck!”
He kept on moving her against him with his hands on her ass cheeks, licking her so deep she came for the third time with a shaky cry and clenching thighs.
She whines when it gets too much and Harry lets go of her, helping her off him.
“What was that, my love?”
“Three.”
Y/N was shaking, a whimpering mess but Harry knew she wanted to keep going. Needed to keep going.
Harry needed this himself, he missed this over the last two weeks. His dick was standing to his full potential already, his tip a angry shade of red and leaking precum that made it look slick.
“Can you sit on my cock, baby?” he asked her sweetly, innocence lacing his words.
She nodded the tiniest bit, moving so she was straddling his hips. She eyed his dick hungrily, missing that body part the most. She took hold of his shaft, enjoying the fact that Harry groaned out at the feel of her hand around him.
She lined herself up with his tip, sinking down immediately. Loud groans left both of their mouths, their eyes falling shut with the pleasure that came with having each other like this again.
Y/N took him as deep as possible, sitting properly on his dick with her ass hitting his thighs. She began to rock her hips, making him rub against her favorite spot. Harry was looking up at her, not quite sure if he should look at her blissed out face or the place where his dick was sliding into her pussy.
Her hands were on his butterfly tattoo, bracing herself. She bounced on him then, making his dick fill her up with every movement of her hips.
“Yes, fuck yourself on my cock.” Harry groaned out, moving his hands to her thighs.
Y/N was moaning and whimpering above him, slamming down so hard on his cock that her ass created a filthy sound against his thighs.
One of her hands wandered to in between her legs, rubbing at her clit to get herself there faster. Harry felt his eyes rolling back in his head when he saw her touching herself right on his dick, the sight so overwhelmingly sexy that he was sure he could come right then and there.
He felt it when she was close, her walls squeezing his dick and her hips moving even faster. She kept on rubbing herself until she finally came with a hoarse shout, her whole body shaking with the pure pleasure her own fingers and his cock made her experience. She came hard, Harry could feel her slick coating his cock and dripping onto his thighs. Her pussy was squeezing Harry’s dick so hard he saw stars but he wouldn’t come, not until he got everything from her.
“Four.” she moaned out when she finally stopped the movements of her hips, her fingers still stroking over her clit to ride out her orgasm properly.
Harry sat up when she wanted to let him slid out of her, pulling her by her thighs tightly to him so she was still sitting on his cock. A surprised shriek left her at his movements, her eyes wide and her mouth parted.
He slapped her fingers away from her pussy, replacing them with his own and rubbing her bundle of nerves in hard circles. A high pitched moan left her, trying to squirm away from his fingers.
“Harry, fuck I-”
“I want you to come, right on my cock from only my fingers.”
She groaned disbelievingly, she felt his cock so deep inside of her, she just wanted to move and make him fuck up inside of her but he held her down on his dick, not letting her move the slightest bit.
His fingers were rubbing her clit so roughly but just the way she liked it and she came within seconds, still worked up from her last orgasms.
Her pussy clenched down on Harry’s cock, making him groan out but he kept still, only feeling her orgasm on him. He rubbed her through it, the way her pussy squeezed his cock making him moan right with her.
“Five.”
He removed his fingers from her, wrapping his arms around her waist and lying down with her on top of him, his dick still inside of her. He knew she would be sore the next day but it didn’t matter.
He bent his knees, planting his feet on the mattress. Her thighs were spread, her knees on either side of his hips. He gave her one experimental thrust, loving the way she moaned out loud at the pleasure.
He unwrapped his arms from around her, his hands grabbing onto her ass, spreading her cheeks apart before he fucked up into her. He held her down on his cock so she couldn’t move, his dick slamming into her hard and fast. She was screaming against his shoulder, his dick feeling so fucking good inside of her. Harry was moaning into her neck, this position absolutely wrecking him as well.
Y/N came so fast it was incredible, screaming and sobbing loudly against Harry, her nails leaving scratches on his arm. He slowed down a bit when she kept on crying out against his shoulder, now rolling his hips into her rather than thrusting with full force.
“S-Six.” she stammered out when she was able to think again.
“Such a good girl, baby. You still good?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
He pounded her pussy again, his thighs slapping against her ass hard. He slapped down on her ass with both hands at that was all she needed before she came again. She wasn’t able to count her seventh orgasm because it became her eighth right afterwards, growing into one mind blowing orgasm that made her shout out.
“Yes, baby.” Harry breathed out when her pussy got incredibly tight again.
“Eight.”
He made her sit up then, letting him slip out of her.
“Hands and knees, love.”
It took her a bit longer than usual to position herself due to the shaking of her limbs but she managed to within a few moments.
He lined himself up behind her, sliding into her immediately. He wrapped his arms around her, pressing her back to his chest. He spread her thighs a bit wider so he had more access before he began to fuck her again, her ass hitting his thighs loudly with every move.
She came again within seconds, her pussy now so sensitive that it only needed a few thrusts to explode. Harry moved one hand to her clit before she could finish completely, intensifying her orgasm with his hard circles against her nerves and making her groan out.
He fucked her right through it, not letting up on his pace and his rubbing.
“Harry! Oh!”
Another orgasm rocked through her body, making her fall forwards. Harry let her, leaning over her and still rubbing her clit with his fingers.
“T-Ten.”
He removed his hand from her, pressing her down on the bed completely and slamming into her so hard the whole bed moved and the headboard kept on hitting the wall with loud thuds.
He didn’t even feel her next orgasm, her pussy grew so tight around him that he wasn’t able to feel her clenching anymore. But she did come, he could hear it, her loud moans and shouts.
“Eleven.” she whimpered out.
She was completely fucked out, he knew she was but she had one more inside of her. Only one more.
Harry was right there, at the edge of his orgasm and he knew he only needed a few more seconds before he would come inside of her. Y/N was still lying on her stomach, her hands gripping onto the sheets.
“You gonna come with me, baby?”
She only moaned at that was all he needed before he began to pound away, paying attention to that one spot inside of her that would make her explode within seconds.
And she did come within a few short moments, coming harder than ever around him. Her juices came pouring out of her, drenching the sheets underneath them. Her scream was so loud it teared right through Harry, making him come deep inside of her and coating her walls with his hot release. He stilled inside of her, pushing as deep as he could go, his cock still releasing rope after rope of sticky white cum.
He was scared that she passed out for a moment but her moans and whimpers reassured him that she was still conscious. He pulled out of her finally, hearing her whimper at the loss. He looked down and saw her release mixed with his cum pouring out of her, onto the sheets.
He lied down beside her, his breathing harsh and ragged.
“You okay, my love?” he asked her softly, his hand stroking over her back.
She looked at him with half lidded eyes, her lips parted.
“How the fuck did you make me come twelve times?”
Her voice was wrecked, raspy from all the shouting she’d done.
Harry laughed out at her words, his shoulders shrugging.
“I’ve got no idea. But it was hot as fuck.”
She turned around finally, laying her head on his chest with a sigh.
“We are never ever going without sex again. Never.” she stated.
“Never.” he agreed.
“We need to change the sheets.” she whispered after a few moments, a bit of embarrassment audible in her voice.
“That we have to do, love. Never thought you could come like this. My dick really has to be amazing.”
She hit his chest playfully, scolding him with her eyes.
“Shut up, you wanker.”
“Oi! I’m very glad that I don’t have to wank anymore, thank you very much.”
“Oh god, Harry.”

La Dolce Vita.

Genre: Smut. And some fluff too. 

Summary: When your best friend decides to screw you over with the werewolf boy you absolutely hate during your heat~ 

Pairing: Reader [Werewolf AU!] x Jeon fucking Jungkook [Werewolf AU!]

Word Count: 6.9k-ish

Dedicated to my sweet strawberry jelly, @nomoreghostie-anon, Happy Birthday, sunshine!! I hope you like this trash writing of mine ahahah :) 

Also tagging @writeiolite who read this like a billion months ago and loved it, your encouragement always makes me beyond happy!!

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

“Unnie,” you whined, tugging on the end of Jiyoon’s dress, “Don’t go!”

Your heat was supposed to start in a few days and initially you had planned to chain yourself in your room and let her take care of you through it. However her unexpected business trip ruined all your plans. She sighed, turning around to look at you in a mix of understanding and seriousness as she sat you by the edge of the bed.

“Look, ___ I don’t have a choice. If I don’t attend this meeting, they’ll fire me.” She groaned, rubbing the sides of your arm, “But it’ll be okay, you’ve been through this before.”

“Yeah, but I had a boyfriend to help me out then,” you whined, looking at her with pleading eyes. “This is the first time I’ll have to go through it alone.”

“Well, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” your eyebrows quirked up at her words and you looked at her in curiosity, urging her to go on. “Look, there are other werewolves in my boyfriend’s pack, you know they can help you.”

You groaned in annoyance, knowing full well about Hoseok’s pack and the members, not forgetting to mention their weird habits, but there was no way you were going to let any of them get close to you, especially not Jungkook. Not when you were in heat.

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A Scarecrow For God

by reddit user survivalprocedure

“Can I take your picture?” Larissa sat a few feet away from me on the grey velvet sofa as I aimed my iPhone towards her. I stared at the screen intently for a moment before shifting my focus, looking over the brim of the phone at her defeated, hopeless state portrayed by bloodshot eyes.

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percyyoulittleshit  asked:

You think you are funny?

Something comes over her at breakfast that morning. She sits beside Malcolm and listens absently as he explains his latest ideas for updated Camp defenses–chews on a piece of toast, taps her fingers against the table, makes vague sounds of agreement–but she feels inexplicably giddy today, for perhaps no other reason than being alive under a beautiful, sunny sky. 

Plus, Percy’s got a terrible case of bedhead, and his shirt is on backwards and inside-out, and she can’t help but smiling as she watches him, three tables away, falling asleep in his cereal. 

“Sounds good,” Annabeth says, bumping her shoulder into Malcolm’s as she gets to her feet. She tugs her baseball cap from her belt loop. “Show me the plans later.” 

Malcolm sighs. “Because you only heard half of what I said. Don’t cause too much trouble?” 

“You know me.” 

“That’s the problem!” 

She pulls her hat on and slips from visibility, makes her way towards Poseidon’s table, where Tyson is humming along to a song one of the Demeter kids is singing. Percy is too easy a target–his chin rests in his palm, his elbow at the edge of the table, and he’s already nodding off. She sneaks up behind him, safe and grinning beneath her hat, and pushes the at back of his head. 

He face-plants in his cold bowl of cereal. 

Campers around him erupt into laughter as Percy comes up gasping, milk dripping down his face and cereal clinging to his cheeks. He looks accusingly at his half-brother, who raises his hands in innocence, before taking a handful of scrambled eggs and smashing them into Tyson’s hair. The Demeter kid stops singing. Someone gasps. Malcolm–wise, exasperated Malcolm–groans. 

A familiar voice at the Ares table yells, “Food fight!” 

Annabeth is safe from the initial volley. Invisible, she ducks behind Tyson’s broad shoulders, misses a glob of jelly that flies right by her head. She’s content to watch the chaos–Will Solace wields bottles of honey, and Hazel flings waffles like discuses, and Piper is cackling as she shoots sausages from her cornucopia. Goblets topple over and stain the white tablecloths. French toast and bacon sizzle as they land on the central brazier. Campers duck beneath tables and slip around the pavilion and toss muffins at one another like dodgeballs. 

She thinks Clarisse is the one that ends up landing the hit that gets her found. It’s a splatter of strawberry jam, and it lands right at her jaw. She reels back from the force of it, reaches back to catch herself, probably makes some sound of surprise. 

And Percy, ever in tune with her, whips his head to the side. 

She crab-walks backwards, hand after foot, as if that’s going to save her. A huff of breathless laughter escapes him. He stares at her, through her, the smear of jam across her jaw, the only thing of her that he can see. There’s a flash in his eyes before he’s throwing himself from the table. He lands on top of her in a mess of limbs, wrestles his way up her body, pins her to the ground. 

She can’t help but laugh. 

“You think you’re funny?” Percy asks, grinning. He reaches up and pulls her hat from her head, reveals her face in its strawberry-covered glory, kisses her forehead and nose and cheeks until she aches with happiness. “You did this!” 

Annabeth wraps her arms around his neck and rubs her face against his, smears jam across his cheeks, his chin, his mouth. She kisses it, sweet and tart, from his lips. She thinks her heart is going to burst from happiness, from love. “Good morning.”

I just want a girlfriend that I can be cute with and I can read all her favourite books and poems and listen to her favourite bands and randomly write her cards or send her flowers and just spend hours listening to all her funny and sad childhood stories and her talking about things she is passionate about idk

oh my god i think i figured out the weird and confusing lyrics on the red velvet teasers it actually started with yeri so her lyrics are ‘i used to dream of becoming jam when i grew up’ which references her fruit the grape .. which are probably one of the most common flavors of jam/jelly . yeri as a young grape wanted to be jam.

joy’s lyrics are “it hasn’t been long since i’ve arrived in Korea” and this was confusing at FIRST but i looked it up and only in the last couple of years did south korea strike up an agreement with new zealand - which allowed for more importation of kiwis, Joy has only recently come to korea bc sales of kiwis have skyrocketed allowing her to ‘arrive’ im yelling what is this

ok so irene says “when i was a child i wasn’t tough like this, i was weak’ which i was thinking like ? is this theory batshit or does it have any connection and IT DOES JSALKDFJSD. cherry trees are very hard to cultivate and not get diseases, and they also take years to mature to the point where they arent vulnerable. so yeah irene is a cherry that has been very suseptable to dangers but isnt anymore because shes grown up.

*ok edit: irenes fruit isnt cherry its watermelon but it actually still applies because watermelons are hard to grow especially in cool climates and need a lot of care and attention. but her ‘tough’ exterior will give her the strength idk what im talking about

seulgis lyrics are “i always got caught at school for having an inappropriate hair style” which i think is pretty self explanatory. the top of a pineapple aka its leaves are spikey and one of the most notable characteristics of the fruit. and an interesting fact is that pineapple leaves can have toxic effects if eaten, due to the enzymes in the fruit.

wendys lines are ‘i hate how im rolling around all the time’ and shes an orange … rolling around … the real question is why shes in a cap and gown

Humans in Space

I’ve been reading a lot about the whole “Humans are weird” to aliens thing going around and I love it all. Like completely, 100%. I particularly love how we, as humans, interact with other species because we consider them cute. Like how we have dogs and lizards and such.

Could you imagine an alien coming to earth and seeing just all the PETS that we have. Considering how most of them came to be, they’re dangerous animals. Like snakes (pythons that squeeze their prey and grow so large and we just accommodate for their growth, showing them off to other humans like they’re our children and we’re PROUD of their size), I mean we keep sharks and fucking puffer fish in tanks to look at cause they’re pretty! Jelly fish man! We keep those sucks despite their sting and name them! And we can identify which one is which!

It also got me thinking because I was playing with my dog, Valkyrie, and she likes to play bite. Not hard and the worse I get are scratches on my hands when she gets rough but I will literally put my hand in her mouth just to play. Or to grab something she’s not supposed to eat. Animal training guys! She’s trained to soft bite. And if a dog were to go for a hard bite, my immediate response is to try and teach them that’s not ok. We train tigers for circuses! Aliens having no clue how to react to use literally training these wild animals out of their instincts so they don’t hurt us. Granted with lions and tigers its really hard and they do end up attacking someone but still! That not only takes balls but also stubbornness. We take these killers and rewrite their behavior.

I like to think that a human goes and meets a new species, one known for being aggressive to others. They try to interact with a small one and gets like bit or scratched and the human goes into training mode. Popping it on the nose and telling it “no.” Everyone else in their squad is freaking out because the human just smacked the animal but the human keeps at it until the creature will allow it to pet them, hell even hold them. The animal is unhappy but no one likes being smacked in the nose! Just animal training guys.

Imagination Land

I’ve been able to read minds since I was a child. It’s not really like how you see in the movies, though. It’s not like listening to the radio. It’s much more immersive. I experience everything as if I’m really there. It’s a thrilling experience when you read the right minds. The trouble is really with finding minds worth reading.

Frankly, reading adults is as fun as doing taxes. Kids’ minds, on the other hand, are amazing. They’re not bogged down with work and stress and dissatisfaction. The mind of a child is filled with imagination and adventure. That’s why I became a kindergarten teacher.

I sit at my desk and watch as my class colors. I smile as they doodle away with their crayons. I reach out and peek into their minds. In an instant, I take off with Carlos in a rocket ship, hurtling past swirling galaxies. I visit far-off planets full of blob-like aliens and two-headed martians. I smile and move on to Marcy. I can smell the candy canes and jelly beans as I’m pulled into a veritable candyland, complete with gumdrop castles and caramel waterfalls. She plays hopscotch with gingerbread men, giggling her musical little laugh.

I’m about to move on to Thomas when I feel a tug at my dress. I look down to see Sarah. She’s one of the most adorable little girls I’ve ever seen. Beautiful brown curls, big puppy dog eyes, and a gleaming smile.

“Miss Dupree, I made this for you!” she exclaims, handing me a paper. I take it from her and see myself in stick figure form. “I Luv Ms. Doopry” is scrawled across the top in multiple colors.

“I love it!” I exclaim and give her a great big hug.

Sarah’s only been with the class for a couple days and I have yet to have a peek at her hopes and dreams. I reach out and touch her mind. And I nearly vomit.

I choke as I’m hit with wave after wave of the hot, fetid stench of death. My mind’s eye is blinded by a darkness which seems almost alive, spilling into my brain, seeking to blot out everything it touches. In the void, I feel slimy coils roiling around me, wrapping around my legs, pressing against my face, a gigantic beast hungrily probing the darkness in search for food. And then a keening wail rises up, nearly bursting my eardrums. The screams of thousands of souls, crying out in sorrow. Crying out for death.

And then I’m back in the classroom. I let go of Sarah and compose myself, hoping she can’t see me shaking.

“That’s a lovely picture, Sarah,” I say, nearly whispering. “Now go along and get ready for snack time, alright?”

She nods happily and skips off. I watch her as she goes. The minds of children are the most wonderful thing in the universe. But whatever that thing in the blue dress is, it is no child.

anonymous asked:

Kinda wanna see an instance of where Chat Noir gets really popular and has like fan girls and what not and Ladybug just get jelly. Like "No the cat is mine- thank you!"

“Looks like the Kitty Chats are back,” Vixen commented, nodding to a group of bouncing girls all sporting cat ears on the other side of the police tape.

Ladybug rolled her eyes. “They’re obnoxious.”

“Sounds like someone’s jealous,” Queen Bee sang. “I don’t know why. All you’d have to do is whistle and Chat would be on his knees in front of you.” She smiled wickedly. “Do that. I really want to see it.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Ladybug huffed. “We’re not like that.”

“Sure, we know that.” Vixen rolled her eyes.

Chat Noir jumped over the police tape and was swarmed. He smiled and laughed, taking pictures and signing autographs. 

“It’s unprofessional is what it is,” Ladybug said stiffly.

“Mmhmm.”

“And dangerous. What if an akuma decided to take all the stupid bimbos hostage so Chat would feel obligated to save them?”

“Bimbos, huh? Getting a little harsh, aren’t we, Bug? I’m sure they’re perfectly nice young women,” Vixen smirked.

Queen Bee tilted her head and pursed her lips. “I don’t know. They look about seventy-seven percent bimbo.”

“Don’t encourage her.”

“I just don’t like it,” Ladybug grumbled.

“Then go tell him.”

“What?”

Vixen sighed. “If it bothers you so much, talk to Chat. He would want to know how you’re feeling.”

“Well…”

One of the Kitty Chats grabbed Chat Noir’s face and planted a kiss on his lips.

“Oh, hell no,” Ladybug ground out, slinging out her yoyo. She swung down and landed beside Chat Noir as he gently pushed the girl away.

“Hi, my Lady!” Chat Noir greeted a little too brightly. 

“Hi sweetheart,” she crooned, wrapping an arm around his waist.

“Sweet…sweetheart?” he asked, eyes wide.

“Sorry to disappoint, ladies, but I’m going to need to borrow my Chat,” Ladybug said with a sickeningly sweet smile. She caught the eyes of the girl who had kissed Chat Noir and held them. “Can’t even let him out of my sight. Never know what nasty little thing will get him.” She turned her attention to her flabbergasted partner. “Ready to go?”

“Um, yes?”

She tightened her hold on his waist and slung out her yoyo, carrying them back to their teammates.

“So…”

“It’s Vixen’s fault,” Ladybug interrupted.

Chat Noir tightened his grip on her. “Then thank you, Vixen,” he grinned.


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anonymous asked:

am i the only one hoping to see camila with a seriously hot chick with an awesome mind (but adorabale too) soon? im guessing lauren would be all jealously indirecting the fuck outta camila and new chick with 'im better than her' tweets but also emo jelly tumblr posts on the side. haha then bam! camila comes out with the new chick as her gf. ouch! thats what you get for messing with CS and all its glory, lauren sweetie. cmon mila, get you some girl that'll make lauren crazy jealous! haha

Jealous Lauren is the best: She literally gets jealous of anyone who gets close to Camila, it is funny.

Lemme present to you the evidences I have gathered to support my claim: bwahahahaha


Exhibit #1 Lauren got jealous of PR Austin:


Exhibit #2 Look at how Lauren at the background wanting to kill Shawn so bad.


Exhibit #3 Lauren was jealous of Normila too bahaha


Exhibit #4 Lauren was jealous of Caminah as well lmao


Exhibit #5 Lauren was even jealous of Camally too, could you believe that! bwahahahahaahahahaha

What if aliens are different from us like curing for anything. Like they have a purpose and they achieve it when it comes to finding things or answers unlike humans

“Your teeth, they’re back, human Steve,”

“Oh yeah, these?” Steve gestured toward her teeth. “I had to take a pill. You know we were trying to cure memory loss and instead we found a way to regrow teeth”

“What.”

“And we also made time crystals while looking for something else. Bouncy, jelly like melody sounding time crystals.”

“What on Galvatorix were your species on?”

“Earth. And gravity.” Human Steve deadpanned back. 

Something Unspoken

Peter x Reader

Hey, I know it’s been a while but I recently saw Guardians Vol 2 and was inspired, so I hope you like it!

Edit: Also, would anyone like a sequel to this? Let me know if u do!

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Something Unspoken

Traveling with the Guardians is not an easy feat what-so-ever, but in all honesty, as much as I complain, I wouldn’t give it up for the world. Before I spent my time roaming through the galaxy with my new team, I was head nurse for Tony Stark, and when Peter and the rest of his team had met up with the Avengers, I volunteered to go back with them. They had no kind of medical expert on board, and I craved a new sort of adventure. Cap had tried to talk me out of it, said it was too dangerous, to which I told him how much of a stupid hang up that was, seeing as he was a super solider who had fought off aliens himself. He soon realized how silly his initial argument was.

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A Patreon commission for @alandria7, who wanted me to give Belladonna some love. Which was perfect because I’ve wanted to draw her in her work element. If you have forgotten, her adoptive jelly parents own a flower shop. Bella usually helps around with heavy carrying but looks like this time she’s giving a try to flower arranging. 

Thank you very much for the support and commissioning me!

Cure (4)

Bucky x reader

Notes: trigger warnings! Implications of sexual abuse, mentions of torture, swearing, injuries, memory loss, recuperating, fluff, angst, smut.

A/N: Part four! Bucky goes to see Banner and finds out more about his past with Y/N, while they find out about that something in his head. 

Oh, and things get sexy. 

Originally posted by nerdyfandomimagines

Banner is nice enough. He keeps calling me James, though, and it’s a little confusing. Everyone here keeps calling me Bucky, and getting used to that one name was tough enough as it is. Now that I remember.. some difficult times, it’s a little exhausting to remind myself to answer to ‘James’ as well.

But he’s nice and lets me know what everything he’s using is for, so I decide to keep my trap shut and just roll with it. They’re trying to help me, after all. See how long it’ll take before I regain all of my memories, and I can’t wait for that to finally fucking happen. 

A voice from the ceiling startles the living shit out of me when Doctor Banner asks some one called Friday what my brain-scan tells her.

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Ties That Bind Us

Hunk had never ran so fast in his life.
Lance despite the concerning amount of heat that was radiating off him, he was shivering and cuddling in closer to Hunks body heat.
Hunk kicked open the door to the infirmary causing Allura to jump in surprise.
“Hunk? What’s wrong?” Her eyes fell on Lance and her expression became concerned.
“He’s sick, like really sick. Do you have anything to take his temperature?” Hunk explained as he carefully placed Lance down on a bed.
“Of course” Allura quickly retrieved what looked like a blob of jelly with a small electronic screen sticking out of the top.
Without Hunks arms carrying him Lance made a weak wining noise as he bundled himself in the blankets.“
Allura stuck the blob on Lance’s forehead.
"I do not understand… the Dizzies can make young Alteans nauseous but… why is he so hot.”
Hunk sighed “first your lucky he’s too conked out to of heard that. Secondly Lance is half human, I think the stress put on his body from these physical changes has gives him a fever.”
“Fever?” Allura asked.
“Oh yeah… erm well human’s bodies respond to infection or viruses by increasing the temperature to try and fight it off.”
Allura sighed her shoulders sagging in relief “so this is nothing to worry about then.”
Hunk frowned as the blob flashed green and a number was displayed on the screen. “No… we do need to worry.”
The blob displayed that Lance’s temperature was 104 degrees. Hunk allowed himself a moment of panic before taking a deep breath.
“Ok Allura we have to get Lance’s temperature down, this is too hot for humans and if we don’t get it down he could die.”
Allura’s eyes widened “what do you need me to do?!”
“I need you to stay calm, then I need you to call the others to get as much ice as they can from the freezer.”
Allura nodded running out of the room.
Hunk sighed as he poured a water pouch out on to a cloth and placed it on Lance’s creased forehead.
Lance opened one fever glazed eye wincing at the light. “H-Hunk?”
“Don’t worry Buddy, everything’s going to be fine.” Hunk smiled, he couldn’t let Lance get scared.
Last time he had been sick was when he was at the Garrison, soon as he had seen worry on Hunks face he had burst into tears and cried himself to the point of exhaustion and he had to be taken to hospital.
“How’s he doing?” Shiro asked walking in carrying a bucket of ice.
“He has a high fever… like really bad.” Hunk admitted quietly so Lance couldn’t hear.
“Well hopefully this will help.” Shiro took the ice and placed it under his arms, between his legs and the back of his neck.
Lance shivered whimpering a weak “m'cold.”
“I know kiddo, sorry but you need to put up with it for now.” Shiro brushed his hair off his forehead frowning at the heat coming off him.
He took the cloth off his head, wetting it before replacing it.
“Tired” Lance said as he closed his eyes suddenly feeling very drained despite only just waking up.
“Get some sleep. I’m sure Allura won’t mind if you miss a day of training” Hunk smiled softly as he realised Lance was already asleep and softly snoring away.
“How is he?!” Keith asked running in carrying more buckets of ice then should physically possible.
Shiro took the ice from him, before he dropped it all. “He’s sleeping and has one hell of a fever… but as long as we keep an eye on him everything should be fine.”
“Should be?” Keith asked staring as Lance’s pain filled face.
Shiro frowned looking back at Lance. “We’re dealing with something that nether is or Alteans have had to deal with before, there’s no way of knowing just how Lance’s body will react to these changes. All we can do is be there to help him ride this out.”
“Fine, then I’ll stay, no way I’m leaving him while he’s like this.”
Shiro looked like he was about to argue but Hunk got there first.
“Same here, Lance is my best friend… plus no offence but the rest of you can barley look after yourselves let alone a sick Lance.”
Shiro closed his mouth seemingly satisfied by the situation “ok, I’ll drop by later to check in you three.”
Shiro picked up the empty buckets and headed out the door.

Comforting Winn

Alex’s phone chirps and she grabs it immediately, instinctively, before it can wake the woman sleeping next to her.

She squints at the caller ID, at the time, and her stomach drops.

“Winn, are you okay? Is Kara okay? Is – ”

“No, no, relax Alex, it’s not DEO stuff, it’s – everything’s – you know what, that’s your I-was-sleeping-so-hard-because-I’m-recovering-from-a-wild-night-with-my-lady voice, so I’m just gonna let you – ”

Alex rubs her eyes and sits up, making sure the covers stay wrapped around Maggie’s nearly naked body as Maggie sighs and shifts around at the loss of contact without opening her eyes.

“I don’t have a voice for – you know what, no, Winn, what is it?”

“I – it – I’m sorry Alex, it’s just… Kara and James are in this really intensive training with J’onn and Lyra’s out of town with her brother and I – ”

“Spit it out, Schott, what is it?”

“My dad… my dad called. I didn’t take it, but I – he – ”

Alex’s stomach lurches and she runs a hand over her face, her heart breaking more than she wants to portray in her voice.

“Where are you?”

“I’m home, where else would I – ”

“Come over. I’ll leave the door open for you.”

“No, Alex, I shouldn’t have called, you’re with Maggie, I – ”

“Winn, get over here. And bring coffee.”

Maggie rolls over and gropes sleepily for Alex’s body with her eyes closed. “And donuts,” she calls groggily, and Alex grins down at her.

“You hear that, Winn?”

“Loud and clear. Give me a half hour. And Alex – ”

“Don’t make me regret being nice to you, Schott. Just get over here.”

She hangs up before he has the chance to change his mind, before he has the chance to talk himself out of reaching out to her.

She purses her lips and shudders slightly and sighs, slipping out of the bed to unlock the door for him.

“He okay, Al?” Maggie croaks, sitting up to watch Alex pad across the living room sleepily.

“He will be,” Alex whispers across the house. “Sleep, babe. He won’t be here for another half hour.”

She slips back into bed and Maggie melts into her arms immediately. “You’re not mad? I mean, you don’t mind?”

Maggie turns and puts a clumsy, groggy hand to Alex’s cheek. “Why’d I be mad at you for being a great big sister, Danvers?”

Alex pffts and shakes her head and is grateful Maggie can’t see her blush.

“You’re the best, you know that?” she kisses her, and Maggie grins with her eyes closed.

They’re not sure how or exactly when they drift back to sleep, but they both immediately snap back awake when the front door creaks open and light from the hallway spills into the apartment.

“Don’t shoot, don’t shoot, it’s me,” Winn holds up his hands as best he can with coffee and donuts, because if he knows nothing else, he knows the women in his life.

“C’mere, you,” Alex invites, and Maggie remembers with a jolt that she’s not wearing a shirt.

“Also, pass me that t-shirt on the floor in the kitchen, would you?” Maggie asks with a cocky, sleepy grin, and Winn chuckles slightly.

“Kitchen fun times, huh Danvers? Nice – ”

“Don’t – don’t say anything else,” Alex cuts him off, and Maggie chuckles this time.

He steps up into Alex’s room and passes Maggie her shirt with his eyes studiously closed.

Alex takes the opportunity to study him. His shoulders are stooped and he’s in one of James’s old hoodies and his eyes, even closed, are swollen. He looks tiny and he looks terrified.

She remembers sobbing into Maggie’s arms about her father.

She remembers Maggie sobbing into her arms about her own father.

How small it made Alex feel. How small it made Maggie look.

“Okay,” Maggie tells him, shirt on now, and Alex shifts and pats the bed between her and her girlfriend.

“Come on,” she says, and Winn just stares.

“You tell anyone about this and you will find out exactly what those index finger techniques are – ”

“You know it’s not as scary when you have sex-bed hair and your girlfriend just needed me to collect her shirt from your kitchen floor – ”

“Yeah, babe, also, index finger threats? Like, has a whole new meaning now, doesn’t – ”

“Traitor! You’re supposed to be on my side!”

“Actually, um… you invited me over to support me? So, it’s all about my side?”

Alex sighs and shrugs and holds out her hands for her coffee, and Winn provides.

Maggie holds out her hand too, but when he offers the coffee, she just shakes her hand again. He grins and presents her with the entire box of donuts.

“Now you’re getting it,” she says through a mouthful of chocolate glazed. “Get over here before Danvers and I make like Kara and eat the whole damn box.”

Winn gulps and sets his and Maggie’s coffees on the bedside table and crawls over Alex – she doesn’t move to make it easier for him, a shit-eating grin on her face and a mock-glare on his – to settle between them. Maggie tosses the covers over him and holds out the donut box.

“So what happened?”

Winn sighs and shrinks into himself and stuffs a donut into his mouth.

“Caooellheae?” he tries to ask around a mouthful of chocolate frosting.

“Try again, Schott,” Alex furrows her brow at him, and he tastes a gigantic gulp.

“Can you tell her, Alex?”

Alex heart breaks and she sips at her coffee and she almost reaches out to touch his face. Almost.

“Winn’s dad called him tonight. And he’s… he’s in prison – for um – ”

“He’s the Toyman,” Winn supplies quickly, like ripping off a bandaid, leaning over Alex to get his coffee so he doesn’t have to meet Maggie’s eyes.

But Maggie just nods and puts her hand on his knee and urges him to take another donut.

“I figured, Winn. I just – it’s not mine to bring up if you don’t wanna talk about it.”

Alex and Winn both turn to Maggie with looks of identical shock.

“Detective, guys. It’s kind of my job. And it’s not like your names aren’t, you know, the same.”

Winn casts his eyes down and digs into a jelly-filled.

“Funny thing, though. Because the names are the same, but the people are so different,” she continues, softly, softly, and Winn looks up at her with wide eyes and a set jaw.

“That’s not what he says. He says we’re the same. He said it when he escaped, and he said it again in the voicemail he left tonight.”

Alex does reach out to touch his face this time, briefly, softly, and Maggie smiles sadly across the bed at her girlfriend.

“Well, my dad says the reason he was willing to forcibly deport thousands of innocent people is me.”

“And mine says I’m a disgusting disgrace and selfish and am going to hell and he never wants to see me again.”

Alex exhales with tears in her eyes and Winn turns to Maggie with a furrowed brow, concern and sadness all over his face.

Maggie tilts her coffee cup toward his in salute, and offers simply, by way of explanation, “Lesbian.”

“Maggie, I… I didn’t know. I’m… I’m so sorry.”

“Well hey, dysfunctional, abusive relationships with fathers’ club in this bed tonight. At least there’s donuts, right?”

Winn smiles and leans to put his head on Maggie’s shoulder, and Alex wishes it were game night, not comfort night, so she could take a picture.

“Invite Kara and James with their dead dads and we’ll have a real party,” Winn deadpans from Maggie’s shoulder, and Alex tosses her arm around him, her fingers playing on the back of Maggie’s neck.

“You’re nothing like your dad, Winn. Nothing. And even if… even if you have those things inside you, it’s the choices, you know, that you make. And you’ve chosen to… to save the world, dude, not destroy it.”

Winn sighs and sits up, grabbing a third donut from the box at Maggie’s feet, biting into it and offering the rest to Alex miserably. She accepts and keeps her arm steady around his shoulders.

“How can you be sure?”

Alex sighs and chews thoughtfully.

“You know, Kara didn’t really have a lot of friends. Growing up. She was the weird kid, the freak who never quite fit in. People always took advantage of how kind she is, how… how amazing she is. And then she interviewed at CatCo, and she met you, and you know when she first told me about you, about this IT guy who takes her to lunch and explains all of Cat Grant’s idiosyncracies so she doesn’t get fired, and laughs at her terrible jokes and makes terrible jokes of his own, and has toys all over his desk and stammers when he gets nervous but always, always stands up for her when people try to dismiss her as incompetent just because she’s… well, Kara… I was suspicious of you. I… I didn’t trust it. You. I thought you just wanted her, that you wanted to use her for something, that you were making fun of her. But the stories never stopped. The stories about how good you were to her. And then I met you, and you… you were real. You just… you just really cared for her. And then she started dating the only other friend you had and you just… you took care of yourself, and then you just… you kept caring. You’re rare, Winn. You… you saw Kara. You always saw her. So no. You’re nothing like your dad. Because you see goodness in the world and you’re not threatened by it, you don’t want to destroy it, you just want to make more goodness yourself.”

“Alex, I – ”

“No, nope, don’t say anything. I’ve just fulfilled my yearly quota of being nice to you, so really, you don’t wanna push it.”

“I was just gonna tell you that you have some powdered sugar on your lip.”

“I can get that for you, babe – ”

“God, guys, I’m right – ow, Maggie, that’s my foot – it – okay – I’ll just… I’ll be on the other side of your inexplicably massive bed…”

“Winn.”

“Mmhmm.”

“I love you. Okay?”

“I love you too, Alex. I love you too.”

“Aww, guys, you’re so sweet!”

“If anyone at the DEO finds out about this, I swear to god, Sawyer – ”

“What are you gonna do, babe, threaten me with your index finger? Cause that’s not a threat – ”

“Oh my god, why are you both like this?”

“Oh Alex, come on. Look at my puppy eyes! And your woman’s dimples! You love us!”

Winn activates his best puppy eyes and Maggie flashes her biggest smile, and Alex, for once in her life, is defenseless and feels amazing about it.

“Yeah. Yeah, I do.”

Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 4/?)

NOTE: Okay, first of all I apologize it took forever to write this. Second of all I apologize for this being hot mess. I changed the sex part like six times and it’s still not how I wanted it to be. I read it like four times to make sure there aren’t any misspellings but I probably missed some.

PART 1     PART 2    PART 3


“Your place or mine?”, I heard whisper in my ear as I was packing my stuff after the game.

“So you did not forget?”, I asked.

“Hey, Y/N, we made a bet, remem…”, he stopped cause few people wanted to high five him.

He was indeed the star of today’s game. For the first time I saw him not with his typical cocky grin, but with sincere smile, full of joy, and because it wasn’t everyday view I stared at him for a little bit.

“So, how about…”, he started but again someone interrupted.

“Good game, Monty”, some girl stood next to us and literally done hair flip. I rolled my eyes and went back to packing, when she put her hand on Montgomery’s arm. “See you at Bryce’s party tonight?”

“Sure”, he said and eyed her up and down as she walked away.

“I think you don’t have to worry about getting laid for another month”, I said standing next to him.

“I knooow”, he bit his lower lip. “Don’t think it’ll make me forget about our bet. See you at Bryce’s?”

“Umm, no actually. It would be party third week in the row, my mum wouldn’t be too happy about that”

“What about…”, he started protesting.

“I said you gonna get third base”, I said moving closer to him, so no one could hear us, “I didn’t say it’s gonna be tonight.”

“Wait, what?”

“Bye, Monty”, I waved at him as I was walking away.

20 minutes later I was in home. My parents went to the restaurant with Jeff’s parents, as our mums are best friends, but mum still made me pancakes. I took plate and fork, pour some milk to the glass and went to the living room to eat dinner in front of tv. I finished eating, was watching tv, still in my cheerleader suit, when my parent came back.

“Oh, honey, you’re here”, my mum said, she was in very giggly mood.

“I’m your only child, what did you expect?”.

“You’re not going to the party?”, she asked. “Jeff called, he said the game was amazing, they won and that there is party at Bryce’s house”

“Yes, game was great, they won and yes, there is a party, but I’m not coming. Is she drunk?”, I asked my dad.

“What do you mean you’re not coming?”, mum didn’t give him a chance to response.

“Cause, it would be third week in a row? Wouldn’t you be mad at me partying every week?”, I looked at her suspiciously.

“Whaaat? No, go to the party, have fun, show some team spirit”, dad said and punched my arm.

I stared at them for few seconds.

“Oh my God, you’re both drunk!”, I stood up from the couch.

Instead of answering they started getting very touchy.

“Sweetie, you’re going to the party or not? Me and dad can spend one evening alone, don’t you think?”.

“Are you going to… bang?”

They started giggling again.

“Okay, you know what, I’ll go to the party, cause I’m afraid otherwise you’ll have to send me for psychotherapy, just please give me 30 minutes before you start doing another baby”, I said as I went upstairs.

I took a quick shower, made my make up again, did my hair in half bun using hella a lot of dry shampoo and put on some dress and white low converse. I was about to leave, but came back to my wardrobe, and changed my underwear for matching black lacy one.

I came down stairs and went to the door, covering side of my face so I wouldn’t accidentally see what is happening in living room.

“I’m leaving, please don’t do this in my bedroom! Bye”, I said as I grabbed my car keys.

“Someone has to!”, my dad shouted after me when I was closing the door.

“I think I’m gonna throw up”, I mumbled and went to the car.

20 minutes later I parked at Bryce’s driveway, or more on the lawn, cause there were a lot of cars.

One deep breath and I got inside, looking around for any friendly faces.

“Y/N! You came!”, Jessica, already drunk - shocking, threw her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek.

“Yeah, my mum kinda kicked me out of the house for the night”, I chuckled.

“Well, hello, jelly shot?”, Justin came up to us.

“No, thanks, I’m driving”, I shrugged my arms.

“Whaaaat? Girl, you’re killing the party!”, Foley moaned.

“I think I’m gonna live with that”, I patted his arm.

“Y/N, you’re here?”, Jeff gave me bear hug from behind.

“Your parents”, I turned around to face him and pointed at him, “are never going out with my parents again”.

“Why? What happened?”, he asked amused.

“My parents came home wasted and right now they’re probably making another baby.”

“Booo, you’re jealous because your parents have sex life and you don’t”, Justin put his arm around me. “Don’t worry, babe, we’re gonna find you someone to bang”, he started looking around.

“Jess, aren’t you gonna react at your boyfriend’s arm around me?”, I asked.

“No”, she snorted. “You know each other since kindergarten and you’re my friend”.

“Right, but still, this goes here”, I took Justin’s hand and put it on Jessica’s ass. “And I go for something to drink”, I pointed at the kitchen.

“Pour some alcohol in there, you can leave your car here!”, Justin shouted to me.

I went to the kitchen and surprise, surprise, Montgomery was there pouring himself some drink.

“Hey”, I stood next to him.

“Well, looks who’s here”, he smiled. “I knew you would come, you thirsty babygirl”

“Are you drunk? Cause I’m too sober for your weird, specific pick up lines”, I looked at him disgusted.

“Not that much drunk, just in the good mood. You want something?”

“Just coke, I’m driving.”

“Boooooring”, he said while pouring coke to the red cup. “By the way, I’m gonna keep my third base with you for another day, because I made new female friend today“.

I looked around and saw girl across the room, smiling at Monty even though he wasn’t looking at her.

“It’s ok”, I said taking my drink from him. “Me and my matching underwar will find another company”.

He freezed for a moment.

“What did you say?”, he asked.

“What?”, I looked at him innocently.

“The.. The thing about underwear”, he started stuttering.

“Matching. Underwear”, I said clearly. “Yeah, it’s all black and lacy, all because of that dress, you could see every line through it if I wear something different”, I was obviously lying, no lines were visible through that dress.

Didn’t really matter cause he already wasn’t listening to me, just looking at like he wanted to undress me with his vision.

“Have fun with your new friend, bye”, I waved in front of his face and walked away.

I spent next hour walking around, talking to people, glancing at Monty from across the room and walking away as soon as he started going towards me. But I couldn’t hide when he came up to me with Bryce, Zach and Justin.

“We need to ask you for a favour”, they said.

“I’m listening”, I crossed my arms at my chest.

“We need Monty’s shisha”.

“What it has to do with me, I don’t have it”, I looked at them confused.

“We know, silly”, Justin ruffled my hair. “It’s at Monty’s house.Will you please drive him, so he can take it?”

“Please”, they said at the same time.

“Whatever, I can go”, I rolled my eyes. “Come on, Monty”.

We went to the car, he didn’t say anything until we got inside.

“You know where to drive?”, he asked.

“I was at your birthday last year, I know were you live”, I said withdrowing from the driveway.

“Right, you were”, he nodded his head.

“So how’s your new friends?”, I asked.

“She’s okay”, he slowly nodded his head again. “Nothing to brag about, but nothing to be too embarrassed either.”

“Wow, you’re nice”.

I pulled up my dress a little higher when I was scratching my thigh and, on purpose or not, didn’t pull it down after I was down.

“Something itches?”, Monty glanced at my leg. “You know, I’m a great scratcher”.

“Oh I bet you are, but I’m good, thanks”, I patted his leg.

“You enjoy it, don’t you?”, he asked. “Teasing, innuendos…”

“I do innuendos with everyone since I was like fourteen”, I interrupted him.

“Understatements, smirking, glances”, he continued. “You like it”

“I already told you. There might be some tension between us, but you know, it’s that age, hormones and everything, doesn’t mean anything", I said avoiding looking in his direction.

“No, no, no. I want you to admit that you like it”.

“Fine, I like it!”, I admitted not only to him, but also to myself. There was no point in lying. “It’s just… It’s about you”.

“Keep going”, he encouraged me to talking.

“You’re a bully. And an asshole. And a dick sometimes. And I just… I don’t see myself with someone like you. No offence”.

“Jesus, woman”, he rolled his eyes. “I’m not a relationship type. I’m not asking you to marry me, I’m just offering you some fun from time to time.”

“And how exactly would this work?”, I asked. “If I said ‘yes’, I’m not saying, but if I would”.

“Then we’d meet and have sex once in a while. That’s what friends with benefit do”.

I nodded my head without saying anything.

“We’re not really friends, Monty”, I rippled my nose after like a minute. “I mean we sure know each other for I don’t know how many years, but we just hang out with the same people”.

“Does ‘fuck buddies’ describe it better for you?”, he sighed.

“I’m not really hook up type of girl”, I could see he was fed up with all my questions but it definitely didn’t make me wanna stop.

He closed his eyes and grabbed bridge of his nose. “You’re killing me”, he mumbled.

“Thank you! You’re the second person today, who told me that!”, I said with a smile as I stopped car on his driveway. “Okay, go and take what you need”.

“Come on, you’re not gonna sit alone in a car”, he said and got out of the vehicle.

“It’s okay, I’ll wait”, I said bit louder, so he could hear me while he was walking around the car.  “It’s very dark inside”, I noticed no lights inside were on.

“My parents are out of town, there’s nobody inside”, he said and opened my door.

I sighed as I gave up and left the car. I followed him, Monty took the keys out of his pocket and opened the door.

“I’ll be right back”, he said as he turned on the light and went upstairs.

I looked around and saw plenty of photos of Monty all over the place - on the walls, on cabinet, on shelves, above the fireplace. The place was very pretty, it was visible that Monty’s parents have a lot of money, but it still looked cosy.

I realised I felt weird feeling of anticipation in my stomach, probably caused by the fact that lately Montgomery tried to put his hands all over me everytime we were alone and I was actually curious if he’s gonna try this time too.

“Got it!”, he said running down the stairs.

“I was wondering…”, I started and tilted my head to one side. “About this whole fuck  buddies thing…”

“Yeah?”, typical smirk showed up on Monty’s face.

“If we both said ‘yes’ to this, you should know a few things”, I walked by him and went to the kitchen.

“Such as?”, he asked as he leaned  on the wall.

“Well, first of all, it must, stay a secret, we both have reputation, right?”

“Right”, he nodded in agreement not taking his eyes off of me.

“Second”, I said as I sat on the kitchen counter, “I’m not into any weird kinks”.

“Yet to be discovered”, he was slowly taking step after step towards me.

“No hickeys. At least in visible places”.

“I will try my best”, at this point he was standing in front of me, with his hand on my sides.

“I usually don’t wear matching lacy underwear”, he was so close, that I could only look at his lips.

“We don’t even know yet if I like you in lacy underwear”, his hands started rubbing my thighs up and down.

“Are you gonna check if you like it?”, I wrapped my hands around his neck.

“I think I’m again gonna have to make you shut up”, he spreaded my legs and got between them.

“Yes, please”, I said as I pulled his lips to mine. 

Monty’s kisses always were raw, rough, deep with lots of tongue action. There were no place for sweet, innocent kisses because that’s how affection is made and we do not want this. His hand on the back of my neck, his lips were moving sloppily down my jaw.

“One more thing”, I whispered.

“What?”, he said still kissing my neck.

“I’m a sucker for those neck kisses”.

“Yeah, I figured last time”, I could feel smile on his lips against my skin.

I tangled my fingers into his hair while his hands were going all over my back. I wrapped my legs around him and pull myself closer. He grabbed me by the back of my thighs, pulled up a little bit and started walking to the stairs.

“We’re moving this party upstairs”, his hands went higher to my ass. He was slowly carrying me upstairs, kissing for the whole time, while I was pushing my upperbody to him just in case I could get even closer. Finally we got into his room, he closed the door with a kick, turned and pinched me against them.

“Now I’m gonna examine your underwear”, he started pulling up my dress.

“Zipper”, I mumbled under my breath.

Monty took two steps back, put me on the floor, his hands were all over my back again.

“Where the fuck is this shit?”, he turned me to see my back.

“On the left”, I giggled slightly. He unzipped me while kissing my neck.

“It’s very pretty dress, but we don’t need”, he threw it somewhere.

He sat on the bed and I sat on his lap. Monty gently took my hair away from my face and and looked at me up and down.

“It’s really, really nice underwear, but you won’t need in a moment either”, he said kissing my neck.

“It’s really nice shirt”, my hands went down his abs, “ but you definitely don’t need it. Take it off”, I said as a leaned back a little bit, placing my hands on his knees for a support.

He took his shirt off and threw it somewhere near bed, for the whole time he was looking at me with hungry eyes. He grabbed my ass, laid me on my back on his bed. He was hovering over me.

“You want this?”, he asked and sounded tiny bit concerned.

“Monty”, I snorted. “I’m lying under you wearing nothing but my lacy underwear, I think it’s pretty clear”, I said as I was touching his arm.

“I mean… You don’t do this because you feel pushed with all my talk and everything?”

As much as I liked new, caring side of Monty, I didn’t wanna see it that time.

“Can you just shut the fuck up?”, I asked and pulled him closer by his neck.

“Actually… I can’t”, he mumbled between kisses. “Cause this time, we’re doing this shit loud”.

“Fuck”, I mouthed as his kisses were going down my neck, between my breasts and down my stomach.

“Monty?”, I asked to make him a little disctracted.

“Yeah?”, he looked up.

“It’s your third base, why don’t you just enjoy the time?”

I used all my strength, and let’s say I didn’t need much, cause he didn’t really resist, and turned as around so now I was on top. I kissed his lips, his jaw, neck and went down and down whole his hands were all over my body. When my kisses reached his pants I looked up to see his face, eyes closed and biting bottom lip. I pulled up making sure my ass rubbed his thighs very precisesly. I sat on his bulge and make a few circles with my hips, his fingers clenched on me. I pulled myself up a little bit and started unbelting and unzipping his pants painfully slow. As soon as I started bringing them down, Monty quickly kicked them off. I started rubbing inside of his thighs, gently kissed his length through the boxers, I could feel shiver that went down his body.

“Fuck”, he mumbled.

I started kissing his abs, sucked on his collarbone. Suddenly he sat up, put his hand at the back of my neck and left sloppy kiss on my lips.

“I like your pregame, but we don’t really have time for this”, he turned us around and again I was laying on my back and Monty was above me. He kisses me down my neck, started massaging my breasts. “They are beautiful”, he said while leaving kisses on each of them. His kisses went down, he started kissing me through my panties.

“Oh my God”, I moaned.

“I know you like it, I can feel it”, he said while leaving kisses on the inside of my thighs.

“Come here”, I grabbed his neck and pulled him up so he could kiss my lips while I could reach his boxers and slide them down. I put my hand on him and pumped it up and down.

“Fuck, Y/N”, he moaned with his lips at my neck.

His hand reached the nightstand next to bed and took condom. He ripped the wrapping with his teeth and put it on.

“Now I’m going to fuck you”, he said while slowly sliding into me. “And I want to hear you moan.”

I wrapped my legs around his hips, Monty started thrusting into me, first slowly, getting faster and faster.

“God, you feel so good”, he groaned.

I was a groaning mess under him, my hands were scratching all over his back. One of Monty’s hands was squizzing my breast for the whole time, his lips were kissing my neck. Everything felt so good, I bit and sucked his shoulder.

“Monty”, I put my lips to his ear. “Go deeper”.

He quickly grabbed one of my legs and put it over his shoulder.

“Fuck, babe”, he moaned under his heavy breath and started pounding faster.

One of my hands squizzed the sheets, while the second one was tangled in his hair.

“Mont, I’m… fuck…”, I couldn’t even finish a sentence, instead I digged my nails in his back.

Monty put my second leg on his shoulder and that’s when I lost it.

“Babe…”, he moaned.

Unlike Jessica’s bathroom last time, room was full of our heavy breaths and loud moans. I was on the edge, threw my head back with Monty’s name on my lips, my whole body started shaking. I clenched my Kegel muscles, the same moment Monty grabbed bedhead and came undone. Heavy breathing gently took my legs and placed them down, then collapsed next to me.

“You’re amazing”, Monty said trying to calm down his breath.

“You are too”, I whispered. “What time is it?”, I asked as I looked at my watch. “We probably should go”.

We got up, got dressed again, I went to the bathroom to check myself in the mirror, fixed my hair and went downstairs where Monty was already waiting for me.

“Okay, I agree”, I said as I grabbed my car keys and walked by him.

“Do you agree for what I think you agree?”, he asked excited while locking door. “You’ll finally have some fun.”

“Just try to not fall in love with me”, I laughed as I was getting in the car.

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Lily has been staring at him for the past 3 hours. Not in a creepy way, of course… but it’s kind of hard not to. 

He yawns, shuffles around in his seat to get comfortable and then stares at his book for about thirty seconds before his eyes start to flutter open and shut for a few minutes. Then his head suddenly drops, so quickly that the shock of it wakes him back up. Then he does the whole thing all over again.

He’s seriously been doing this for the past three hours and Lily is really starting to worry because he must have whiplash by now. Seriously.

And he is definitely running out of swear words, because each time he catches himself falling asleep he cusses. What starts off as the generic everyday eff this and eff that quickly turns into ‘blonking jaffa-cake bleeding bacon’ and it’s shocking how, in the tired state he is clearly in, he’s not running out of words to turn into said swear-words.

Also she’s been staring at him for the past three hours doing literally nothing. She has to do something.

“Would you like a coffee?” 

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