mrs. bossy

Thank you Bofur (Thorin x (Y/N)

(Y/N) sat cross-legged in the circle made up of the young or slightly wasted dwarves. Fili, Kili, Ori, Nori, Gloin, Dwalin, Bifur and Bofur sat around her, gleeful smiles upon their slightly chubbier faces.

Balin sat only feet away, chuckling at our childish behavior, disbelieving that some of the older dwarves were participating in such a game as Dares or Forfeit.

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George have a crush on Groundskeeper Lou?
  • (In the middle of class, George take a peek out of the window, where he sees Mr Krupp nagging and bossy around to the school's groundskeeper. When he is done and turn around, the woman imitated his grumpy face and movements.)
  • George: (couldn't help to chuckle hard) Hahahaha...!
  • Ms. Ribble: GEORGE!(the teahcer yelled, geting the boys attention) Are you paying attention!!
  • George: Yeah... Huh...
  • A student: He was looking at Groundskeeper Lou!
  • All Students: Georges likes Groundskeeper Lou!
  • Brunette Student: He does not!
  • All students: (Girl's name) likes George!
  • Melvin: She does not!
  • All students: Melvin likes (girl's name)!
  • Nerd girl: He does not!
  • All students: (Girl's name) likes Melvin!
  • Tommy: She does not!
  • All students: Tommy likes Melvin!
  • Ms. Ribble: NOBODY LIKES MELVIN!
Mr.Bossy - Happy Lowman

Requested by Anon Hope you enjoy!!!

Knowing your place bullshit. Happy thinks he could boss you around in front of everyone. You couldnt take it anymore.
Packing your suitcase not noticing Happy in the door way. That smug look on his face, tooth pick rolling in his mouth, arms crossed acting like hes God himself standing there.
“What do you think your doing little girl”. wasnt really a question more a demand.
“I’m getting the hell out of here, I cant take you bossing me around anymore in the bedroom is one thing but out in public, in front of my family. Not going to happen any more”.
“Your mine you know that. You took my crow and that ring on your finger says so too”. Cockyness seeping out with every word.
“Yeah your right but when I married you, you were different. Now you treat me like arm candy instead of a old lady”. You saw red in your eyes, you were mad.
“Y/N you knew the deal when we got together, I don’t do good with relationship”.
“Then you shouldnt have married me it was that simple now get out of my way”.
“You come back here now”. He said walking out of the room
“No you aint my daddy”.
“Oh I’m not you say”.
He caught up with you and pushed you to the nearest wall. His tongue fighting for dominance
He didnt stop kissing you as he ripped your shirt down the middle.  He grasped you breast roughly. You moaned at the sudden contact. He hoisted you up on the wall as he sucked your nipples. All you could do was claw his head to steady yourself.
Laying you on the floor he took off his shirt as you undid your bra. You helped each other unbuttoned your buttons and zipper. Grabbing his hard cock you started to move you hand as Happy slipped his hand down yours doing figure 8’s on your clit.
“Oh god Happy, I want you”.
“Whats that baby”.
“Please fuck me Daddy”.
“With pleasure”.
He eagerly took your pants off, seeing your glistening pussy just for him.  He pushed his boxers down lined himself up and roughly pushed in. You gasped at the feeling of being filled.
His pace was hard and rough oh god how you loved it. His rough hand roamed your body stopping at your hips leaving finger prints for sure. You clawed him up and down leaving red marks, your butt squeaking on the hard wood floor underneath you.
“Harder Daddy Harder”.        
“Fuck Little Girl your so fucking tight”. “I’m not going to last much longer”.
“Me either, make me come please”.
“Whats the magic words”. Happy said smiling.
“Please Daddy can I come”.
“Come for me Y/N”
You clenched around Happy as you came, you saw fireworks bursting. Happys thrusting became weak as he pulled out and came all over you stomach. He laid beside you. Panting and all sweaty you laced your fingers together and Happy wrapped his arm around your shoulder.
“Will you stay if I promise to not boss you around outside of the bedroom and if theres no danger”.
“Yes I will, how can I leave when I just had the best orgasm ever”. “Plus I love you and I know you mean well sometimes”.
“I just want the best for you”.
“As do I, I love you Mr. Lowman”.
“I love you Mrs.Lowman
You laid on the floor for a long time talking about what was considered bossy. You knew a relationship with Happy was going to have ups and downs but you would take those any day with the man you loved.

Worried (Jelena Drabble)

Worried (Jelena Drabble)

This is gonna be short.

Justin’s POV

“Hi gorgeous.” I greeted, opening my arms for Selena in the universal sign for hugs.

“Hi Jay.” She giggled, wrapping her arms around my neck. I frowned when I realized hugging her felt different.

It was almost like I was hugging Jazzy. She was so tiny now. Tinier than she had ever been.

“Are you okay?” I asked worriedly.

“I’m great.”

“No I mean, are you eating on time and stuff.”

“Uh yeah.” She raised an eyebrow at me, questioning why I would ask that.  

“And have you been eating right? Like all your proteins and fat and everything?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure? You’re not lying to me right?”

“No I’m not. What are you talking about? What does this have to do with anything?”

I sighed. “It’s just that you’ve lost a lot of weight. Is it normal to be this tiny?”

“I think so.” She said slowly, “It’s not like I’ve ever been big in the first place…”

“I didn’t mean it like that. I just mean…I don’t remember you being this small. Like ever.”

“Why is that a bad thing?” She asked defensively.

“It’s not! It’s just…”

“What is it Justin? Just spit it out already.” She crossed her arms across her chest.

“I’m worried about you okay? I don’t want you to end up in the hospital again. Last time was scary enough. I don’t want it to be worse this time.” I admitted, rubbing the back of my neck bashfully as I looked down.

“Jay look at me.” She ordered softly. I did as I was told.

“I know you’re worried about me and I know that no matter what I say, you always will worry about me but I promise I’m okay.”

“You said that last time then I woke up to a call saying that you’d been hospitalized.” I pointed out.

“That’s not gonna happen again. I swear it. Yeah I have lost weight recently but that’s just cause I’ve been working out a lot. Don’t worry. I’m eating properly. I still love food.”

“Okay. If you say so I’ll believe you. But do me a favour? Just for my peace of mind?”

“Sure.”

“Ease up on the working out a little would you? Get a little meat on your bones again.” I slowly raised her top a little.

“I really don’t like when I can see your ribs, it scares me.” I confessed.

“Alright. I’ll work out less. And maybe I can eat a little more meat.” She smiled, hugging me again.

“Thank you.” I sighed gratefully, resting my chin on top her head.

“Now come on. Let’s get some food in you.” I pulled away, taking her hand in mine as I lead her to my car.

“Alright Mr. Bossy.” She teased.

I rolled my eyes. “Just indulge me a little.”

“Yeah yeah. I’m coming aren’t I?”

“So what do you want to eat?”

“Uhm, Indian?”

I nodded. “Yup. Sounds good.”

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“I had fun today and that food was delicious.” Selena informed when I dropped her back home.

“That’s good. Thanks for that by the way. I know I can be a pain sometimes but it’s just cause I worry about you.”

She leaned up, kissing my cheek. “I know. I love you for it. Thanks for caring enough to worry.”

“Anytime.” I promised. “I’ll text you.”

“Alright. Drive safe.”

“I always drive safe.” I scoffed.

“Uh huh.” She hummed sarcastically. I narrowed my eyes, my hands reaching out quickly to grab her waist.

Her laughter echoed in the silence of the night as I tickled her.

“What was that?” I challenged.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” She rushed out between laughs.

“Say ‘Justin is the best driver ever’ or I’m not gonna let you go.” I dared.

“Fine. Justin is the best driver ever.” She squealed and I released her.

She immediately shut the door. “In a parallel universe!” She yelled from inside.

“Hey!”

“Night Jay.” She giggled through the door. I rolled my eyes, a grin etched onto my face.

“Night Sel. Sweet dreams.”

“Call me when you get home okay?”

“I will.” I agreed, walking back to my car.

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Short one shot about an idea I had about Justin being worried about her.

I mean, is it just me or is she too skinny?

Just A Kiss

Chris Evans x reader
Imagine: Having a cute date with Chris

Genre: Romance, Humor, Fluff
Rated: Everyone
Warnings: IT’S SO FLUFFEH

Author: Chris-Evans-Imagines

“I’ll pick you up at seven!”
“Ok, Chris. See ya at seven.”
“By the way, wear something cute.”
“Ok, mr. Bossy.”
“Yea yeah.”
You chuckled and hung up the phone, blushing like crazy. Your movie star, magazine heart throb best friend Chris Evans just asked you out on a date. You couldn’t help but squeal and dance around in your tank top and booty-short underwear. You looked at the time and gasped.
“4:25! I’ll never have enough time to get ready!”
You scrambled off your bed, your feet getting tangled in your blanket and tripped. Laughing at yourself, you went to your closet and picked out a (fave color), sleeveless sundress. Picking up a pair of black flats, you headed yo the bathroom and took a needed shower.
-timeskip to 4:51-
You smiled and got out, feeling fresh and clean. Drying your hair in a towel, you put on your sundress and brushed your teeth. Excitement built itself into your bones as you started humming and dancing a bit as you blow dried your hair. You went to your vanity in the corner of the bedroom, picking out grey eyeshadow and black eyeliner. You checked the time.
“5:22? How’d it go by so fast?”
You shrugged and put on concealer and foundation, putting a little blush on your cheeks after. As you finished doing your makeup, your phone beeped.
CE: hey, can we actually go a little earlier?
Me: sure, what time?
CE: I’m actually standing at your bedroom door.
Me: WHAT?! HOW’D U GET IN YOU FUCKIN STALKER?!
CE: rotflmao xD I let myself in. You really gotta start lockin the front door. What if I was a creepy stalker? O_O ~Im watching you like a movie~ [·_·]
Me: oh my fucking god. I can see you staring at me through my door xD
Chris made a funny face at you as he texted back.
CE: \(0_0)/ that’s the point!! Btw, you look gorgeous.
You blushed and looked at him.
“Chris, get in here you weirdo.”
He waltzed in and you laughed as he struck a funky pose. He laughed with you and grabbed two pins, putting your hair up. He kissed your head then said excitedly, grabbing your hand.
“Come on! I made reservations for this really nice restaurant.”
I smiled and let him drag me to his car. He got in and said.
“Then after dinner, I got a surprise for you!”
“Oh really?”
“Hell yeah!”
You laughed and he pulled into a beautiful building. The entrance had two statues guarding it and you two walked in.
“Evans?”
The waiter said. Chris nodded and you two sat down in a booth. You ordered an ice tea and Chris got an rootbeer. He looked at you and you asked.
“So hows the new CA comin along?”
He replied, rubbing his face.
“I miss my beard.”
I giggled and put my hands on his cheeks, squishing his face.
“I like it when it starts to grow back.”
He replied with a smile, grabbing my hands.
“Thanks you, ma'am. Now stop squishing my face like I’m a fat man.”
You giggled and your drinks came. The waiter asked you.
“What would you like, pretty lady?”
I said.
“Medium rare steak with sauteed onions on top?”
“Alright. And your two sides?”
“Shrimp and mac an cheese.”
Chris grinned and replied.
“I’ll have the same.”
The waiter left and you immediately leaned in.
“Dude, he was totally checkin you out.”
Chris got an horrified look on his face and you giggled, leaning back.
“Oh god…”
“He gave you googly eyes.”
“Googly eyes?”
“Googly eyes.”
Chris facepalmed and you laughed. The food came and you two ate, talking about his movie and what animal was better.
-timeskip-
After dinner, you two left and he took you too a carnival. He played a couple games, saying.
“This is so cliché.”
And won you a couple stuffed animald. You put them in a bag and he grabbdd your hand, dragging you to a boating ride.
“Come on!”
“I’m comin, I’m comin!”
You two got on the boat and started peddling around, him steering.
“Did you have fun?”
You smiled and nodded, his hand squeezing yours.
“Yes. Thank you so much.”
He smiled and replied.
“Good.”
Suddenly, he leaned in and his lips touched yours. You blushed and lifted a hand to his cheek as he deepened the kiss. You two pulled back and he rested his forehead against yours.
“How was that?”
“I’m not feeding your ego.”
“Dammit.”
You two laughed.
-END-

New Crushes- Liam Dunbar

Requested by @engimatic: hiii i wanted to ask if you could do an imagine using 4,30,32 and 34 with liam dunbar ?? x

Sentences: 4. Wait a minute. Are you jealous?, 30. I wish I could hate you, 32. You fainted … straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes., 34. Have I entered an alternate universe, or did you really just crack a smile for me?

Season: 4

Warnings: nah


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Your POV

You’ve never had a boyfriend in your life, ever. It’s hard to say that when your in your freshman year. You didn’t want to date in middle school only because middle school relationships didn’t last and were kind of stupid.

The second semester has rolled in and you were ready. You have been training all Christmas break and the first semester to try out for the lacrosse team. Your father used to play for Beacon Hills and taught you how go play.

You’re best friends, Scott and Stiles, always saw you as their little sister. You knew about the supernatural and everything that has been happening the last few years. You only hoped this year would be a normal year.

You were the only girl in the girls locker room changing. You were wearing a white, Adidas shirt with black Nike shorts as well had shoes. You were using your fathers lacrosse stick. He was number 06, and that was your lucky number ask well.

You walk outside with complete confidence to show the boys you weren’t afraid. You heard whistling ahead of you from the field. You look up to the boy who possibly whistled. He looked new the the school. You were walking towards him since he was near the goalie. You wanted to get some practice in before try-outs.

“You new here, pretty boy?” you asked.

“It’s Liam, not pretty boy, and yes, I am new here. How could you tell?” he asked with a smirk.

“I’ve never seen you face in my entire life. When you live in Beacon Hills, you know everyone, pretty boy,” you say.

“What’s your name?” he smiles.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” you hear someone call your name? It was Stiles.

“What loser?” you tease.

“You weren’t kidding when you said you were trying out, huh?” he asked.

He lightly punches your shoulder. “Yes, I am! You saw me training at my house! I’m ready,” you say crossing your arms.

He starts walking backwards and says, “Okay, okay! Don’t hurt yourself though,” he smiles and runs to Scott.

You then back to Liam who had a scowl on his face. “Who was that?” he asks angrily.

You let out a little chuckle. “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?

“Of course not! We just met!” he states. “Practice with me.”

“Okay Mr. Bossy,” you tease once more. You started to realize you were kind of flirting with the new boy.

You both took turns passing the ball to each other, hitting the ball into the goalie, and passing while running with the ball. He gave you a few pointers which was really nice of him. You started feeling light headed. “I’m going to get a drink..” you said slowly while walking to your stuff until you blacked out.

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You open your eyes you see Liam holding you in his arms. “What happened?” you ask touching your forehead.

You fainted … straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” Liam joked. You chuckle and stand up.

Have I entered an alternate universe, or did you really just crack a smile for me?” he joked again once more.

“Don’t get used to it, Liam,” you say as you grab your stick from the ground.

“You know you love me, (Y/N),” he said walking backwards back to the goalie. He then runs straight to the goalie to get his stuff for try outs.

I wish I could hate you,” you muttered to yourself and run at Liam’s direction.


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Hope you enjoyed!

steve rogers:

Originally posted by trueloveistreacherous

CEO!Luke Part 5

Y/N’s POV:

The sun shines brightly through my windows hitting my eyes. I slowly open my eyes seeing that I’m not in my room. I’m not in my bed. I’m not in my clothes. Where the hell am I? I start to panic as I lift my body up only being pulled back down by the pain in my head. I groan loudly. “Hey it’s okay Y/N you’re okay” a voice says to me. “Mr. Hemming’s!?” I say trying to cover myself up with the comforters of the bed. “What are you doing here? Where am I? Why aren’t I in a hospital? I panic. “Shhh Y/N relax please” he says coming over to sit on the side of the bed. “To answer your questions, you aren’t in a hospital because you don’t have a concussion. Clara insisted on having you stay at her place but I couldn’t let that happen because last night was all my fault and you got hurt because of me. I didn’t know that April was going to come at you like that. I’m so sorry Y/N” he says tearing up. “Luke” you say sitting up facing him. “Hey please don’t cry. It’s okay. I’m okay. I’m not dead aha” I chuckle. “Y/N she smashed your head against the wall three times and splashed hot coffee all over you. How aren’t angry?” he asks. “Honestly I feel like I should be but I’m not I don’t know why” I say. “Shouldn’t we get to work now?” I ask pulling the covers off of me. “Whoa whoa no love you are staying here in bed..all day” he chuckles putting the covers over me again. “Why? You have a full day of-” I was cut off by him. “I cancelled all my meetings today” he says handing me two advils and some orange juice. “Thank you” I say popping the pills into my mouth and washing them down. For some reason, I feel oddly comfortable here in Luke’s apartment, well condo..no penthouse. One of those. It’s very nice just like his office. His bed is huge! I smirk to myself. If only Clara was here she would understand. “Why are you smirking like that” Luke asks. “Me? Oh nothing. Just trying to get my mind around last night I guess” I say. Lie. Well no true but still a lie. “Again Y/N I’m so sorry. I won’t let anything bad happen to you again I promise” he says looking at me sadly. “Luke stop it’s fine I’m a big girl I can handle a little cat fight” I chuckle. I decide to ask the ultimate question when silence took over the room.

“Who was she?” I ask looking at him innocently. He sighs and sits down again on the edge of the bed. “April was a girl I met at a business party. Um she approached me and we danced and talked like normal people. We drank a little too much that night and next thing I know we are in a hotel bed. I don’t think that either one of us wanted anything official but-” I cut him off. “So basically you were fuck buddies” I say. “Yes basically. She would visit me on some work nights and yeah” he coughed embarrassed. “Did she want your money?” I ask. “Probably” he laughed. “Is there anything else you would like to know?” he sighed looking at me. “Were there others?” I ask. Shit I probably shouldn’t have asked that. “Yes, there were two others but that ended long before April came along” he said truthfully. Oh wow. I honestly didn’t know that he would tell me. “I see” I say placing my cup on the bedside table. He smiles and asks “would you like some breakfast?”. “Yes please I’m starving” I say getting up only being pulled down again. “Love what did I just say a few minutes ago” he asks. I like this new nickname he has for me. It gives me butterflies. I shouldn’t feel this. No. I can’t. This is way too unprofessional. I rush getting up trying to find my clothes but instead my stomach wants me to go somewhere. The toilet. “Luke where’s your bathroom?” I call to him loudly in panic. “Down the hall to the left” he says. I run down the hall and literally fall on my knee hurling yesterday’s lunch into the shiny white bowl. I hear Luke run down and grab my hair holding it back for me as I continue throwing up my insides. “That’s it love you’re okay” he rubs my back gently. I lean back and he gives me a cleansing wipe for my mouth. “Luke I just puked in your really nice fancy toilet, I’m so sorry” I say. “Y/N that is what a toilet is for” he laughs loudly at me. “Yeah but still do people even use this bathroom?” I ask trying to stand up. Luke holds onto me as he guides me back to his bed. “Only I do but I have cleaners come in every week to tidy up” he says. “That is why it’s nice and spotless” he adds on tucking me in. “Why are you being so nice to me?” I ask. “Because I have this need to Y/N I hope you can understand. Last night was a nightmare for me to watch. A woman should never be treated like that by anyone” he says. I know he is being serious by the look in his eye and the way his body tensed up. “I understand” I say. He smiles heading back to the kitchen leaving me to watch some TV.

He comes back in with some toast on a napkin and hands it to me. “I didn’t wanna make you something that would make you sick again” he says. “Oh no this is great thank you so much” I say sitting up and biting into my breakfast. “Hey I have to go and run some errands. Are you okay staying here by yourself?” he asks. “Oh yeah I’m fine” I say snuggling back into the bed. He smirks “Okay cool I won’t be long” he says grabbing his keys. “Bye!” I say. “Bye Y/N” he laughs closing the door. I look around the room but then an idea pops into my mind. I search for my phone. Thank god my purse was here. I took out my personal phone and call Clara. “Y/N! You’re alive! Thank goodness! How are you? Where are you?” she asks. “Slow down Clara I’m fine. I’m at Luke’s apartment. “I know what a prick! I wanted you to stay at mine but no Mr. Bossy pants had to take you” she complains. “Aw I know he told me. I would have went with you if I didn’t faint” I say. “Thanks babe. Anyway how are you feeling?” she asks. “I’m feeling better. I puked up my insides and ate some toast so yeah” I say. “Yuck!” she says. “I know but you will not believe what Luke told me” I say. “What did he tell you!?” she yells excitedly. “I asked him about April and he told me the truth about her and even the other two women!” I say getting up to use the bathroom. “Wow really? I wouldn’t expect him to tell the truth” she says. “Me neither but he did and I was surprised myself. He said to me that watching last night was a nightmare for him and that he doesn’t want anything bad to happen to me again” I say as I squat down to use the toilet. “Whoa Mr. Bossy pants more like Mr. Protect Y/N at all costs because my mistress went ape shit on her pants” she says. I laugh loudly at her comment. “You’re ridiculous Clara you know that?” I chuckle. “Thanks babe you’re not so bad yourself” she chuckles. “Are you peeing?”  she adds on. “Uh maybe” I laugh. “Ew Y/N, couldn’t you have waited till after calling me?” she says. “Nope sorry I drank some much orange juice this morning I needed to release my bladder” I say pulling up the shorts I was wearing. “Weirdo. Anyway where’s Luke?” she asks. “He went to go run some errands” I respond. “He left you in his penthouse alone?” she asks. So it is a penthouse! I’m not surprised though it’s gorgeous. “Yeah I guess he trusts me that much. Ugh I really need to brush my teeth” I groan. “He probably has an extra spare somewhere I bet” Clara says. I look around and see a drawer under the sink and pull it out. “Mother of god!” I say loudly. “What, what is it!?” Clara asks. “His drawer is full of condoms Clara and not just normal one’s, big magnum ones! I say cupping my hand over my mouth holding in my laughter. “Oh my Mr. Bossy pants likes to be prepared I guess” she laughs. “More like protected” I say.

I hear the door start to shake. “Oh shit he’s back I gotta go Clara. I’ll text you!” I whisper. “Okay sounds good!” she says back hanging up. I flushed the toilet because I accidentally forgot so I don’t need to pretend. I walk back out and see Luke holding grocery bags. “There you are, I thought you escaped” he chuckled. “Nope I just had to use the restroom that’s all” I smile back climbing back into his bed. “Everything okay?” he asks. “Oh yeah all good here” I respond. “Great, I bought you some Tums for your stomach and more Advil for that head of yours” he says sweetly. “Thank you so much Luke but you really didn’t have to do that” I say. “No Y/N stop. Let me take care of you. I let this happen it’s my fault please” he says staring at me frustrated. Okay is all I say because I don’t wanna frustrate him anymore. He went out of his way to cancel his meetings all day to make you toast and to buy you medicine. Be grateful I tell myself. I cuddle into the bed more as I watch some TV while Luke puts away his groceries. “Mind if I join you? Luke asks a couple minutes later smiling. “Well this is your bed” I chuckle. “I meant the TV Y/N” he grins sitting down on a chair. I mentally smack myself in the face ten times. Why do I keep saying stupid stuff!? “Oh aha” was all I could say. Getting into the show Luke and I were watching. I noticed again that I’m not in my clothes. I was in a large grey t-shirt with dark blue boxers. They must be Luke’s. The question is how did they get on my body? “Uh Luke?” I ask shyly. “Yeah what’s up” he looks at me. “What am I wearing?” I ask. “Y/N you had coffee all over you. I couldn’t let you sleep in your pant suit. So I gave you some of my clothes” he says calmly. “And how did I get into these clothes exactly?” I ask slowly. Luke stares at my body. “I put them on you” he says plainly biting into his egg sandwich. I’m not letting him off so easily. “So you took off my other clothes and put yours on me” I ask. “Uhh yes I did Y/N” he said plainly again. “So you’re basically saying that you saw my naked body?” I state. Luke looks at me. “Y/N I can do many things and replacing clothes on someone is one of them. Yes I took off your clothes but I did not see anything so stop worrying” he says turning back to the TV. I give up. He probably didn’t see anything.I slouch back into bed deciding to take a nap.

A few hours later..

I toss and turn around in Luke’s bed. I couldn’t fall asleep and I needed to use the bathroom badly so I got up looking at the alarm clock that reads 1:18 am. I must have slept for a good amount of time. I notice Luke wasn’t in his bed or on the couch so I got kind of scared. I found my way through the darkness to the bathroom and used the toilet. I decide to splash some cool water on my face because I was feeling warm. I see the Advil pill bottle in the corner of the sink. My head still feels odd so I take two pills to prevent more pain. Taking a deep breath I look in the mirror at myself. Bags under my eyes, hair everywhere, slightly-chapped lips. I’m a mess but it’s the middle of the night so I can understand. I unlock the door, shutting the light off in the bathroom as I try to head back to bed. I hated the dark ever since I was little and I still hate it. Even more now. I choose to run a little bit before I shit my pants. Swiftly moving down the hall I almost make it but a body figure comes out of a different room and stops me. I run into this figure and scream falling over. Two large arms catch me. “Y/N Y/N shh it’s just me” Luke says trying to calm me down. He rubs my back as my head lays on his bare chest. “I thought you were a robber trying to kill me” I say breathing heavy. “No just me” he chuckles softly still rubbing my back. I noticed that Luke is wearing nothing but Calvin Klein boxers. I gulp at the site. The moonlight reflecting on his body. He helps me back up guiding me back to bed. “Where did you go?” I ask. “I couldn’t sleep so I went into my home office to respond to some emails since I..or we didn’t attend work today” he says tucking me in. “Luke you should really sleep. You’re gonna have meetings tomorrow, you don’t wanna be drained you know?” I ask. He stays silent for a few taking in my words. “You’re right Y/N. Get some rest now okay? he says. I nod getting comfy in the sheets. Luke sets up a tiny bed for himself on the couch and lays down falling asleep immediately. I knew he needed some sleep but so do I. Turning over I close my eyes and let my body drift off into a deep sleep.

The Next Morning..

The smell of bacon woke me up as I looked at the clock that read 8:45 am. I wonder off into the kitchen to find Luke still in his underwear making bacon and eggs. God now this is a view I wanna wake up to every day. His broad shoulder move slowly as his back muscle contract against each other leading down to his cute ass. I smirk to myself but there was more. Following his cute ass was his muscular thighs and legs that make you wanna climb him like a tree. I wouldn’t mind being his Koala for a day if that makes sense. Ahh I make myself laugh.  I yawned making him turn around. “Morning sunshine” Luke smiles. God these nicknames. Yesterday felt like Luke and I have known each other for years but that isn’t the truth. It’s not okay for a boss to call his assistant LOVE OR SUNSHINE. “Luke, you’re my boss. Why do you keep calling me these pet names?” I ask. His smile fades as he turns off the stove. “Look Y/N, I don’t know about you but yesterday made me realize how much I like you” he says. I feel the same way. “I know we met literally three days ago but so much as happened” he says. I knew he was referring to the incident with April. “I know I am your boss Y/N but I’m not going to treat you like a dog. Yes you get me my coffee and papers ready for me which I greatly appreciate by the way, but you’re not my slave. To me personally, you aren’t Mr. Hemming’s assistant, you’re Y/N Y/L/N, okay? I don’t say anything because he took my breath away. “Thank you” I smile softly. “No problem, now eat up!” he laughs. After we ate, Luke walked off and came back with my clothes from the other day all cleaned up. “I got these cleaned up for you” Luke said handing me my white pant suit. “Aw thank you so much” I chuckle. Luke smiles at me. “You can get changed in the bathroom. I also bought you a toothbrush and all those girly items you may need” he says. “I will be right back, I have to change myself” he chuckles realizing that he is still half naked. I walk to the bathroom and noticed the counter covered in toiletries like deodorant, toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, makeup, Sephora makeup. Wow he knows well.

After getting dressed and applying my last bit of mascara on my lashes I look into the mirror again. No bags under my eyes, no ruffled hair, no chapped lips. I am not a mess today. Today I will be back to normal at the office. Luke knocks on the door gently. “Y/N you ready to go?” he asks. “Yeah” I say pulling open the door. God he looks beautiful. Luke went with a grey suit today with a plain black tie. Simple but he looks great. “You look wonderful and ready for the day Y/N” he smiles. “You don’t look bad yourself Mr. Hemming’s” I chuckle walking past him. His eyes following down my body as he walks behind me. “You have everything you need?” Luke asks. “Yes” I smile waiting for him at the door. We both walk down to his garage that contains two cars. One a black corvette and the other a grey R8 super car. Yes the one in 50 Shades of Grey. I chuckle to myself. “Wow” I say. “They’re nice aren’t they?” he asks walking over to his corvette. “Very nice” I say following him. He opens the door for me. “Thank you” I say. Luke nods and smiles. “That beauty over there will be used for a special occasion later on this month” he says climbing in the drivers seat. “A special occasion?” I ask. “Yes ma'am” he chuckles putting on his seat belt and poking the garage door button. We pull out and head to work.

“Y/N!” Clara shouts running towards me giving me a hug! “Hey!” I laugh hugging her. Luke smiles at us and puts his hand on my lower back and whispers in my ear “I’ll be in my office”. “Okay” I whisper back watching him stroll towards the elevator. “Did Mr. Pussy-Magnet have to use his condom drawer last night?” she asked leaning in. “No!” I smack her laughing kinda loudly. “Come on let’s go get some coffee” I say.

3 Hours Later..

After getting coffee with Clara, we both drifted to our separate jobs. Luke has been in meetings since 11:00 am and it’s now 2:00 in the afternoon. Luke has been in his office for a couple hours by now.  I’m typing up Luke’s schedule for the next couple of weeks. My work phone vibrates against my desk notifying me that I have received a text. Taking a sip of my coffee, I grab my phone and read the screen.

Come into my office. I have some things I’d like to show you.  ;)  -Mr. H


Hey guys so that was Part 5 of CEO!Luke. This part was kinda mellow but I wanted to focus more on Y/N and Luke’s relationship and how they interact with each other. I hope you enjoy this part because there’s much more to come ;)

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Hi can you make a 100 imagine where Bellamy and y/n hate eachother bc he is bossy and you are stubborn. And one day the some tents idk were set on fire or something and you had to share tents. Bellamy realises that he doesnt want you to get in a tent/bed with murphy and says the only room is in his bed. Something like that but then better and cuter

Originally posted by fandomsunited2000

Earth was one of those places that was a huge adventure for you. You loved the fact that there were no adults, the way you could go exploring and it didn’t matter because the others were in the same position as you were. It was a place that you were thrilled to be and you were glad of the friends that you’d made since ending up there. But there was one thing – well, one person – who shattered that to some extent.

Bellamy Blake was one of those people who was too bossy for their own good. He sauntered around the camp with an arrogance that made you grit your teeth. He irked you to say the least, though you were sure the feeling was far closer to hate. And the feeling appeared to be mutual. For all the times he tried to tell you what to do, the orders of doing chores or hurrying up with work, you stubbornly did the complete opposite. The two of you had been at loggerheads more often than not in the few short days since arriving on Earth.

‘Aren’t you meant to be helping with dinner?’ he asked you, walking briskly towards where you were sitting cross-legged with a couple of the younger Delinquents, trying to make sure that they weren’t too homesick.

You rolled your eyes, causing the kids to chuckle slightly. ‘Nope, I’m meant to be spending time with my friends and generally enjoying being on this planet, Blake,’ you said coolly, not looking at him.

He groaned, and by the sounds of it threw his hands up in exasperation because you heard them slap against his legs. You were pretty sure he also mumbled something about ‘giving up on a freaking lost cause’ but you couldn’t be certain. The whole thing brought a small smirk to your face as you continued to talk to the others.

It wasn’t until a few days later that things seemed to change – not only in the camp, but between Mr Bossy and yourself. A fire had spread through the North side of the camp because of some idiots (you blamed Miller and Harper for a prank war with Monty and Jasper that they were never going to win, but you refused to share that information and get the four of them in trouble). It had been caught before it had done too much damage, but it did mean that a good ten or so of you were left without tents.

‘We’re gonna have to double up,’ said Bellamy, pacing in front of the fire during a meeting with those of you who no longer had tents.

‘No kidding,’ you mumbled to John, who was snickering beside you.

Bellamy shot the two of you a slight glare, just as John put an arm around you. ‘That’s fine,’ he said, ‘I suppose I can offer this one a tent.’

You rolled your eyes at your friend, knowing that it’d be like when you tried to talk through the air vents all over again.

‘Actually,’ said Bellamy, and you were certain that something about his expression had altered slightly. His eyes were a little narrower and the frown seemed a little deeper as his eyes flicked across John. ‘I was going to suggest my tent – as I’m on guard duty. You could have the bed as there’d actually be space there.’

You furrowed your brow slightly, confusion washing over you as John whistled. You lightly nudged him, your attention on Bellamy. You surveyed him, trying to figure out why he’d suggested it. There was a slight flicker behind his eyes but you couldn’t quite place it.

‘I suppose that’d make sense,’ you said slowly, folding your arms across your chest.

‘This way then,’ he said crisply, motioning for you to move away from the middle of the camp.

You cast a brief glance at John, who was making kissy faces at you, before swearing at him and following Bellamy.

If you were completely honest you knew exactly where his tent was, but you let him lead the way nonetheless. He held the flap open for you when you arrived and awkwardly hung back in the mouth of the tent.

‘Um,’ he said slowly, avoiding eye contact with you. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. ‘If you want pyjamas or something I’ve got some spare tops and bottoms,’ he explained, moving to get some from a small pile by the door. ‘And yeah.’

You took the proffered clothes with a small smile on your face. ‘Thanks,’ you said, gratitude washing over you. ‘You don’t have to.’

He nodded slightly. ‘It’s the least I can do,’ he said, his attention finally shifting towards you. ‘Well, goodnight. Sleep well.’

You felt a small smile slip onto your face. ‘See you when guard duty finishes. Enjoy it.’

He smiled at you. ‘I’ll see you in the morning,’ he said, causing you to raise an eyebrow. ‘What, did you think I was gonna wake you up and kick you out when I finished?’

You opened your mouth to respond. To tell him that’s exactly what you expected because it was his tent, but he chuckled slightly.

‘Now, sleep well,’ he said, before ducking out of the tent. Maybe there was more to him than you’d first thought.

The Drug Lord Harry Styles AU

A.N. Hey guys this is my first time writing anything. I have been wanting to write for a while but have never known what to write. So I hope this is good. Hope you enjoy it! Love Zoe. xx


She walks through the smoke filled warehouse in search of him. His men counting money and evenly dividing out the product. Duffels packed full and ready to be thrown into the trunks of the blacked out vehicles parked out back. You could hear the click of her black Louboutin’s on the cold concrete floor as she struts passed her lover’s employees.

“Rose!” the large guys shout cheerfully acknowledging her presence.

“Hey boys,” she laughs, “nice to see you guys slacking off as usual! Now get back to work. You know how he is.”

The men have grown accustomed to Rose over the last three years of her dating their boss, as she has grown accustomed to them, as well as his business. So the playful banter between Rose and the guys has grown to be a normal occurrence. She looks around for Mr. Bossy himself and realizes he must be taking care of things in his office. As she looks around she notices a few things that she knows he won’t be too happy knowing is going on. Rolling her eyes at the childishness of what appears to be a few new employees acting like kids on a playground, in the corner of the warehouse.

Rose giggles lightly at her thoughts, knowing that if her boyfriend knew what she was thinking, he would chuckle and mumble about having taught her well.

As she walks through the hall leading to his office she starts to make out his raspy voiced yells coming from behind the closed door.

“I don’t care who he thinks he is! If he so much as leaves the city without handing me the payment, I will end him myself! I will not let him get away with stealing from me!” his voice booms through the hall, even with the door closed. As she approaches his door she hears the second voice.

“Sir I-I’m sorry. I’ll get Paul and we will go get it from him,” the voice sounds so weak in comparison.

“Stop with the apologies and just go do it! Your words mean nothing while you are just sitting there!” he growls in reply. As Rose hears the exchange, she can’t help but feel sorry for whoever her lover has just griped out.

Her thoughts get interrupted by the door flying open. She looks up in shock to see his victim fleeing at the command.

“S-Sorry Rose didn’t know you were there,” the small guy stutters as he pushes passed her. Rose watches as he scurries down the hall, obviously scared by Mr. Bossy himself.

“Jesus Harry! That poor guy has probably ruined his pants because of you!” she laughs as she enters the office. Rose looks up and meets the eyes of the most addicting man in existence. Even her joking tone wasn’t enough to calm him down from the boiling rage that was set in his body from the exchange with the horrified man that just fled from his office like a bat from hell. “Haz, what’s wrong what’d he do?” Rose asked curious to know why her boyfriend, who is usually radiating with happiness every time he sees her, is so infuriated.

“Fucking idiot can’t seem to take orders. I swear if he causes me to lose money I will kill him,” he snaps like a rabid dog.

“Whoa! Down boy!” she giggles walking towards him. She grabs his shoulders once she is standing in front of his enraged body. “He went to take care of it so calm down and explain the situation to me, okay?” He looks down at her and immediately his eyes soften. He nods and grabs her hand and walks to his black leather chair behind his big mahogany desk. He sits her on his lap and he sighs deeply.

“Do you remember the deal, from about a month back, that I had to go to L.A. for?” he inquired looking up at Rose as his hand lightly skimmed over the small of her back before he planted it there comfortingly. She nodded as if to tell him to keep talking. “Well the payment for that hasn’t been given to me yet and that pipsqueak that just ran from my office was the one that was supposed to retrieve that for me,” he grumbled looking away from Rose as if he was ashamed.

“Baby look at me,” she grabbed his chin and pulled his face up to look at her, “it’ll be okay. You will get the payment it’s going to be okay. What’s the matter?” Rose asks him softly as she looks him in the eyes.

“I just hate the idea of losing money. Especially when I have a high maintenance girlfriend,” she smacks his arm as he jokes, “I’m teasing baby. I love treating you like the queen you are.” He smiles up at her with a look of pure love and adoration. The same look he has given her since the beginning of their relationship. Ever since she met this man he has adored her. He always says that he fell in love with her at first sight.

The day he saw Rose in that restaurant sitting with her friends as he was there to meet a client, he fell in love with her smile. Saw her laughing at something one of her friends must have joked about and he was in awe. At the time he didn’t know that she was laughing at what her friends had joked about him, the absolute sex god in the corner staring at her with a smile on his face.

So, that very same night Rose had glanced at him while he had a stern look on his face toward the man sitting across from him. She was curious as to why he was smiling while looking at her, a complete stranger, but looked so serious at the man he appeared to know.

The two of them had met at the restaurant’s bar later on that evening. She was ordering a round of shots for her friends on her own, since the waitress seemed to be too busy not doing her job. He had approached Rose, seeing it as his only opportunity to meet the girl he had already seemed so taken with. It wasn’t a waste of time for him. Since now she is his beautiful girlfriend of three years.

“My beautiful Rose,” he smiled as he ran his course fingers softly over the soft flesh of her cheek. She smiled back, looking him in his intoxicating green eyes. “What did I ever do to deserve you?” he whispers as he leans closer to her.

“I think I should be the one to ask that question,” she whispers as she leans forward and meets his rough pink lips with her own tender and glossy ones. His hands come up to her cheeks as he kisses her harder. He absolutely loves kissing her. It’s his addiction, the fire he feels radiating through his entirety when their lips meet has completely got him hooked. Almost like an adrenaline junky can’t stop searching for a new adrenalin rush better than the last. He can’t stop kissing her. He loves to feel that fire, each time more intense than the last. The kiss keeps getting deeper. Rose and Harry both try to make the flames grow larger by the second. Neither of them can help it. They are both addicted to the pleasure and love they feel from the other.

“Styles!” the door bursts open. Rose jumps back from the kiss as Harry growls, mad that what they seemed to be starting got interrupted.

“What?” Harry snaps at the man while looking at Rose’s face which had dropped into a scowl while she looked at the intruder. This caused him to look up at the reason for his queen’s unhappiness. His face drops. “Niall get out of my office I swear I will hurt you,” Harry glares at his best friend. Rose loves Niall to death but at the moment she would like to hurt him herself. He is the reason behind her not getting the alone time with Harry that she so desperately wants.

“Sorry mate. Didn’t know Rosie was here,” Niall’s apology is meaningless considering the smug look painted across his face. “Anyways, Harry there’s a problem with the count,” Niall’s face turning serious.

“What do you mean there’s a problem with the count?” Harry growls. Rose gets up from Harry’s lap growing tense at his tone.

“Apparently that new kid Alex lost count. Said he doesn’t know how many ounces are actually in his duffel,” Niall sighed, frustrated at the new recruit. “Fucking stupid, that kid. Swear he actually smoked what might be missing.” Harry was already angry from the conversation he had with the guy before. Now he has to deal with some new guy’s mistake, which could cost him.

“Let’s go fucking count it,” Harry stands up and walks out of the office. Rose follows close behind him. She is always right behind him when things like this occur. Maybe it’s because she is the only person that can calm him down if he gets angry. Maybe it’s because if he knows she is there it’ll keep him from doing anything stupid. The last thing he wants to do is to scare her. She has already witnessed the reasons she should’ve left him. Hell, she is in the middle of the reason she should probably still leave. Somehow though, he has managed to keep her. So he’ll be damned if he should give her any other reason to leave him.

“Which one of you shitheads think it’s okay to cost me time and money?” he shouts through the warehouse. At his question, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up at him. “Alex was it?” He scolds towards the crowd of men. One man stands up and walks towards Harry.

“S-Sir I’m Alex. I-I’m so sorry I messed up I just don’t know how badly,” he stutters once he reaches Harry. “I didn’t mean to sir I really am sorry.” Harry doesn’t mutter a word towards him; he just gives him a chilling stare.

“Alex, why don’t you show us your duffel and we will find out what’s missing?” Rose asks him as she grabs Harry’s hand to keep him calm. Alex nods and walks toward his table. Harry follows him, hand still locked with yours.

“This is it,” Alex nervously hands his duffel to Harry; “Again I’m sorry.”

“Alex if you keep apologizing I will knock you on your ass,” Harry hissed at the shaking man. Rose gripped Harry’s hand tighter. Alex backed away slightly, scared to piss Harry off even more. Niall stepped in to help count the product in the duffel. As he counted it Rose looked at Alex and recognized him as one of the guys that was messing around in the corner when she got to the warehouse. She rolled her eyes and tugged on Harry’s hand.

“Haz, I need to tell you something,” she mumbled towards Harry. She knew that Alex didn’t accidentally lose count. He actually wasn’t working and when they called for count he lied about losing count. “Harry he lied,” she said a little louder which made Harry stop listening to Niall and turning to her instead.

“Who lied?” He asks confused by what she meant.

“Alex lied, Harry. He didn’t lose count, he was messing around in the corner with another guy when I got here earlier and wasn’t working,” she admits to him. Harry was confused until he completely processed what she said and he was fuming. He let go of Rose’s hand as he turned towards Alex and pushed Niall out of the way and grabbed Alex by his shirt. Alex eyes grew wide, scared of what might happen.

“You decide to waste my fucking time on a lie? You sit here and lie about losing count wasting my time and costing me money by fucking around in the corner like a kid!? You want to fucking mess around, huh!?” Harry yells in his face, rage consuming his entire body. “Get Rose out of here,” Harry mumbles toward Niall still holding onto Alex.

“Harry, mate. Calm dow—“

“Niall I said get her out of here!” Harry screams, not able to control his rage at the moment. Niall grabs Rose’s arm and pulls her out of the warehouse. Harry’s anger too much to contain, so he didn’t want her to see what was about to happen. She walks quickly to keep up with Niall.

“Niall slow down!” Rose snaps at the man who is frantically pulling her away from the building even though they are already outside. Why is he still walking, she thinks to herself as she hears a loud noise ring through the air. It made her jump when it went off. Something in her knew exactly what it was. That noise is one that anybody could recognize. Even if you haven’t heard it in person, you know what it is immediately when you hear it. The noise that rang through the air caused Rose to stop.

A gun shot.

Everything seemed to go in slow motion. Even the chills that ran through her entirety seemed to go slow. Almost as if she felt them appear one by one. Niall tried to tug her forward, but she was frozen. She turned around looking towards the warehouse. Nothing seemed different on the outside. On the inside, there was a major change.

Harry just shot Alex.

Moments

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Prompt: “Okay, but if I win, you have to shave your beard. Deal?”
Warnings: None. Pure fluff.
Author’s note: Here is my submission for @balthazars-muse‘s No Shave November stories!

(P.S. - I tried to find a pic or gif of Jensen with a thick beard, but I could not. So here’s one of my favorite pics of him. And in all honestly, he looks handsome af with any beard. Hehe.)



“Y/n.”

You looked up from your breakfast of bacon and eggs. “Yeah?”

The eldest Winchester sank into the chair across from you and propped his elbows on the table. “You forgot about training, didn’t you.” It was a statement, not a question.

You squinted blearily at him. It was six in the morning. Here you were still in pajamas, trying to get through your breakfast without falling asleep and he was sitting there clad in a tank top and sweats looking wide eyed and bushy tailed. Not that you minded how he was dressed. The tank top was a change from his usual no less than two layers of clothing and the thin white material did wonders
to perfectly outline his physique.

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anonymous asked:

"You. Come. Snuggle. Now!!" Louis!!!

“I’m doing something, Mr. Bossy-pants!” You stared at him. Louis was wrapped in the comforter standing in the door of the laundry room.

“Mr. Bossy-pants wants Mrs. Bossy-pants, without pants, in bed cuddling right. now,” he ordered.

Miss Bossy-pants,” you said fluttering your bare fingers in his face. “I’m not married,” you told him. “And I’m busy. I’ll snuggle when I’m done.”

He glared at you. “You’re not married, yet,” he mumbled. “Don’t worry, that’ll be fixed soon,” he shrugged. “COME CUDDLE.” He opened the blanket for you to join. You laughed at him because he was insane.

You patted his stomach as you walked by him to wash dishes.

“BABY!” He whined.

“Saturday is chore day, you brat,” you rolled your eyes.

“You shouldn’t laugh when you see your boyfriend naked; it’s bad for his self esteem,” he muttered as you put the clean dishes away and the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. You looked up at him and smiled softly.

“Are you nervous I don’t think you look drop dead sexy naked, Lou?” You cooed.

He blushed a bit and smiled cheekily. “I don’t know…am I?”

You sighed, smirking  bit as you shook your head at him. “You said snuggle…did you mean something else, Mr. Bossy-pants?” You questioned and wrapped your arms around his waist, the blanket and all.

“Maybe,” he smiled mischievously.

You sighed. “Alright, I guess I have ten minutes,” you shrugged, teasing him making your way for the bedroom.

“Woah, hey, hold on,” he grabbed your hand. He narrowed his eyes at you. “Oh, love, you’re going to regret saying that,” he hummed lowly. It was so seductive it shocked your core. You shivered and you felt your cheeks warm. Louis dropped the blanket and cradled you in his arms and carried you to the bedroom…you certainly didn’t regret saying that.

You’re a Cold One, Mr. Spears

You’re a cold one, Mr. Spears

You really are a heel

You’re as cuddly as a cactus

You’re as charming as an eel, Mr. Spears!


You’re a robot

That never learned to feel!


You’re a bossy one, Mr. Spears

Your heart’s an empty hole

Your brain is full of rules

You’ve got paperwork in your soul, Mr. Spears!


I wouldn’t touch you with

A thirty nine foot pruning pole!


You’re a boring one, Mr. Spears.

It really has me grievin’

You have all the charm

Of a hungry demon, Mr. Spears!


Given the choice between the two of you

I’d take the hungry demon!


You’re a plain one, Mr. Spears

It really is a crime.

You’ve pushed your workers past their prime

This part is hard to rhyme, Mr. Spears!


The three words things you always say

Are as follows, and I quote:

“Overtime”

“Overtime”

“Overtime”!


You’re a rotter, Mr. Spears

You’re like a boring college dean

Your heart has gone missing

And it’s nowhere to be seen, Mr. Spears!


Your feelings are an appalling dump heap

Overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment

Of deplorable rubbish imaginable

And curdled like old cream!


You annoy me, Mr. Spears.

With a nauseas super-naus

Your voice could cure insomnia

Except when you are cross, Mr. Spears!


You’re a three-decker

White bread sandwich with only plain lettuce

With not a drop of sauce!

Sweet Sixteen- Chapter 25

Masterpost

It was Tuesday in the middle of the day and I should have been at school, but I wasn’t. Yesterday at lunch time was awkward. I didn’t usually talk to other people in the group besides Ashton, but Ashton had done everything in his power to talk to other people and not me. Today I didn’t want to go through another lunch like that, so that’s why I found myself going home for lunch to see if Vic was still there, and luckily for me, he was. I got more than I bargained for though when he ended up bending me over his desk in his office and fucking me.

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