the slight open of the mouth

chapter two :: stay in the car

Nothing could’ve prepared me for this. For what came next. His knees touched the dirt as he leaned forward, not stopping until his lips had crashed into mine, his bruised and broken hands supporting my cheeks.

The apprehensive tensing of my muscles caused a slight pain. But I used every ounce of my strength to ignore it. Then suddenly everything was warm, everything was burning. Though it was in the best way.

Slowly, he opened his mouth to deepen the kiss and I found myself kissing him back just as deeply. There was no apprehension. There was no pull back. Even though there should have been. The one thing you are told over and over again not to do.

Never get attached to places, animals, or people. But I had done it. And, obviously, so had he.

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Inspired by this absolutely angsty masterpiece by @jackalopes-vld

This is really angsty and references intrusive thoughts, so please keep yourself safe.

WC: 1574


Annoying.

He’s not annoying. People like being around him. He’s not annoying.

Good for nothing.

He’s their sharpshooter. He has a purpose.

Worthless.

He’s worth something.

Seventh wheel.

He’s… He is the seventh wheel. There isn’t a doubt about that.

Can’t handle the stress.

He can’t. It gnaws at him every waking moment.

Can’t deal with criticism.

Fuck. It hurts, okay? Not everyone is graceful with that shit.

Useless weight brought along out of pity.

Stop.

Nothing.

Stop!

Just fucking leave.

Please. Please, just stop. Please.

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So I took “and he gets really sad” to Langst levels because I have no control. 

A small case of the sniffles was nothing to Lance. He worked through it with ease, but when he woke up two days later with a throat so raw and so sore that it brought tears to his eyes, he began to second guess himself.

However, he still tried to power through, but halfway through breakfast, his weak, raspy voice gave out entirely when he was in the middle of reassuring Shiro that he just had a small cold.

He tried to talk, but all that came out was a soft squeak that left him wincing.

“Just a cold, huh?” Keith asked, one eyebrow arched in a teasing manner.

Lance huffed and poked at his throat. He cleared his throat and tried once more to respond vocally, but it was helpless and quite painful.

“You better not,” Shiro warned. “You’ll only make it worse.” He held an index finger up to his mouth, motioning for Lance to keep quiet.

Lance sighed, shoulders slumping in defeat. For the remainder of breakfast, he shoved his food around his plate with his fork as the others chattered around him as if nothing was wrong.

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(Request by anon: could you do a reid smut where they’re at a party and the reader is down about something and her friend jokes that she deserves a guy who’ll put her needs;) first and so reid gets all dominant and stuff?)

(This isn’t my first smut - I write smut over on Wattpad - however, it is my first Spencer smut so please go easy on me, aha xD)

Warnings ~ smut


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“(Y/N), hun, are you ready?” You heard Garcia knock on your bedroom door.

Rossi was throwing another one of his parties which just so happened to coincide with your breakup. JJ and Garcia had flocked over to your house so you could all get ready together. You knew what they were all doing and you found it sweet that the team were trying to cheer you up.

You sighed. “Yep. Coming.” You grabbed your purse and followed Garcia outside where JJ’s car was waiting.


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You had eventually sneaked over to a secluded part of Rossi’s garden to be alone. You sat on a chair, drink in hand and deep in thought.

“Are you okay?”

The voice came from behind you and you jumped before realising it was your friend, Spencer.

“I’m still kind of reeling from the whole breakup. Part of me is upset, part of me is glad. Should I be glad?” You looked over at Spencer who sat on the chair opposite you.

He nodded. “You should. The guy was an asshole, (Y/N). He didn’t deserve you.”

You smiled at your friend. “You’re too sweet to me, Spence.”

Your phone beeped in your purse and you quickly pulled it out. Your best friend (Y/F/N) had been texting you all night making sure you were okay. This text was different though.

“Oh, my God. She’s lost it.” You let out a laugh as you read the text.

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh, nothing. (Y/F/N) just says ‘You deserve a guy who would willingly wrap your legs around his neck’. She’s nuts.” You snorted, taking another sip of your drink. You glanced at Spencer who was licking his lips, his gaze at the floor.

“Come on.” He finally said after a few moments of silence, grabbing your hand and pulling you back into the house.

While everyone was busy chatting and drinking, Spencer continued to pull you upstairs into one of Rossi’s bathrooms. Unsure of what was happening, you opened your mouth to speak before you were pushed against the bathroom door.

Spencer’s lips descended on yours, his hand reaching over to lock the door as his other one gripped your waist. His tongue traced the bottom of your lip as his hand fondled your ass. Your slight whimper at his touch granted him access, his tongue skillfully roaming your mouth as your hands reached up to tug at his hair.

Spencer’s hands trailed down from your waist to the backs of your thighs and you jumped, legs wrapping around his waist. He turned and placed you on the tank of the toilet, his cold fingers making you shiver as he inched your panties down from under your skirt. Throwing them to the side, Spencer sat himself on the lid of the toilet seat.

Parting your legs and positioning them over his shoulders, his tongue delicately licked your clit. You hissed at the contact, your hand instinctively reaching for his hair. Spencer smirked against your sex before beginning to suck at your clit.

Your head rolled back, eyes closing. “Spence, stop teasing - Oh!”

You let out a moan as his tongue dipped inside your folds. His tongue continued to be relentless by thrusting in and out of you, rapidly wiggling up and down your sex, focusing on your clit for a long while. He didn’t bother to use his fingers - he wanted to make you come with just his tongue.

Spencer groaned as you started thrusting to meet his tongue, your moans spurring him on. He responded by capturing your clit between his lips and sucking hard, his tongue drawing small patterns against it.

“Spence, I’m going to- oh, God.” You clamped a hand over your mouth, afraid the team would hear your moans and think something was wrong. Your hand gripped his hair tighter as you felt your climax descending over you.

Spencer’s hands gripped your thighs tighter to prevent you from falling as you rode out your orgasm. As you sat there panting trying to catch your breath, his fingers traced small circles on your thighs.

Very gently, he placed a kiss on each thigh before standing up and cupping your face. You tasted your own arousal on his lips as he kissed you sweetly, his demeanour changing from dominant back to his usual timid, sweet self.

You pulled away, still trying to catch your breath. “Where did that come from?” You smiled at your friend.

He gave you his usual lopsided grin. “You deserve someone who would willingly wrap your legs around his head.” he recited. “And I’m more than willing to do that.”

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I’m going to hell for y'all. Keep the requests coming! I’m splitting my time between finishing my requests on wattpad and my requests on here but for once, I’m actually ahead of schedule aha. 💕

Testing Theories - Smut

Originally posted by wydobrien

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Words: 1,067
AN: Sorry I’ve been MIA, I got sick last week at a show and I haven’t felt great since. It’s your typical stuffy nose, coughing, sneezing cold but it’s kicking my ass. I’m sorry this is short, I just needed a little Stiles PWP. Also, the above GIF makes me want to straddle him and push his shirt up and rub his back cause fuck man, he looks so tense I hate it.

Special thanks to @writing-obrien as usual and also to @sarcasticallystilinski​! She read this for me when I was afraid it didn’t make sense cause my brain was all fuzzy. xoxo


There was this small moment in the mornings, right before Stiles would wake up, that was your favorite. He looked so innocent and boyish while he slept, his face peaceful, without the usual worry lines creasing his forehead. You liked to watch him snore quietly, his mouth partially opened, face dusted with moles and slight stubble. He was a beautiful looking guy, and you knew you were lucky to call him yours.

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Ride (Jimin/Reader)

Prompt: Can I request a Jimin smut where you like to ride his thigh and he have fetishist for ur boobs because they’re kind of sensitive? Anyway bless this blog

Genre: Smut

Words: 1,285+

Author: Admin Em

Summary: Each moment spent with Jimin was incredibly precious to both of you. And well those precious moments had some extra special times, times where you and Jimin would be one, panting, groaning sweaty bodies moving in sync…. 

Tags: Thigh riding, slight babygirl!kink, porn with little plot, etc. 

Originally posted by sosjimin


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Pleasant Surprises

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Tags: lots of kissing, fingering, smut, public sex

Words: 2538

A/N: I’m sorry it’s been so long ):

Originally posted by zest-wincest

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isak stayed up until three in the morning to finish his history paper and now he’s paying the price for it. he’s in physics class and he’s looking out the window, completely zoning out when the teacher asks him how to calculate the acceleration of a horse falling off a tree. and sana turns her head toward him, whispers the answer behind her hand but the teacher notices, reminds them that she asked the question to isak, and isak jolts slightly when he hears his name, and then yawns, and the teacher shakes her head, gives him a little speech about how it’s not a good idea to show up to class tired and unprepared and when she’s done and resumes her lecture, isak groans. when class is over, he spends at least five minutes complaining about how “calculating the acceleration of a horse falling off a tree is just ridiculous, in what context would that even happen" and sana can’t help but chuckle, she knows exactly why isak is like this, and when they say goodbye to each other, she tells him “please get some rest tonight, class is even more boring when you’re like this” and isak can’t help the little smile barely lifting the corner of his mouth

they head to even’s place after class, and isak goes straight to his room, slowly climbs up the ladder and lies in his bed. and even is in the kitchen and he asks “aren’t you hungry?” and isak simply mumbles “’am not, come cuddle me, i wanna kiss your nose” and even is laughing as he comes and joins isak, lies next to him and isak’s eyes are only half open when even asks him “you wanna kiss my nose?” and he leans in, strokes isak’s lips with his nose and isak laughs a tired laugh, actually starts planting small kisses that aren’t really kisses, just a slight touch of the lips. and even runs a hand through his hair, massages his scalp and whispers “oh, baby” and he joins their mouth, and they make out very slowly, for a few seconds until isak’s lips aren’t moving against even’s anymore, and when even opens his eyes, they’re met with a sleeping isak

isak wakes up three hours later, and even is sitting with his back against the wall, laptop on his lap, earphones in his ears, and he’s listening to drake’s more life. isak has a confused look on his face, and he asks, voice groggy “what time is it?” and even can read the words on his lips, smiles and replies “almost eight” as he takes out his earphones. isak sits up and goes to sit next to even, rests his head on his shoulder and yawns, and then he asks “is it normal that i feel more tired now that i took a nap? i’m never ever going to wait until the last minute to do school work, never, ever, ever” and even wraps an arm around his shoulders and pulls him close. “that’s a good idea”. even breathes into isak’s hair and whispers “we’ll go eat now and listen to this for a bit and then we’ll sleep, okay?” and isak nods 

the next day, even shows up to isak’s place, and he’s hiding something behind his back, and isak asks “what is it?” and he tries to reach behind even’s back but even quickly makes a step back, tells him “close your eyes” and isak pouts and crosses his arms, but he does. “you know, when i’ve got a lot of projects going on and too many things i want to do, i find that using this can be very helpful to, like, manage my time. so i thought that might help you never, ever, ever waiting until the last minute to do school work” and when isak opens his eyes, he sees even holding a planner in his hands, and when isak opens the planner, he sees that even already wrote his class schedule for the semester. of course he’d remember it. and isak feels warmth spread through him, and he just stands there and smiles at even, before he sighs and wraps his arms around his neck, says “thank you” in between two kisses against his cheek 

the planner is empty except for isak’s school schedule, but there’s something even wrote for today with a pencil. going out to diner with even + sexy times when we get back? and isak sticks his tongue out at even when he reads the words, and even shrugs innocently, says “it’s your planner, you’re free to do whatever you want with it. that was just…a suggestion”. and so isak smiles at even, grabs an eraser and he erases the question mark, tells even “that sounds like a good idea”

Kiss me, I'm Irish ☘

Just a little smutty Friends to Lovers (with no pining!) fun for this holiday, dedicated to @swallowedsong for various reasons. Sláinte! (rated M, 3000 words, AO3)


She almost choked on her green beer as her best friend’s feet came up off the ground as the burly, flanneled lumberjack (well, big guy in flannel shirt) at the bar planted a smacking kiss right on those unsuspecting lips. She’d told Killian what would happen if we wore that shirt, but he didn’t listen. Emma’s laughter is lost in the packed pub filled to the brim with St. Patrick’s Day revelers, but she knows Killian hears it, his telltale eyebrow lifting as Paul Bunyan releases him and gives him a jovial pat on the back.

“You had to know that would happen at some point, lad.”

“Aye, mate…sláinte!”

Emma shakes her head at Killian’s seemingly unflappable facade, watching as he shares a big grin and a toast with his kissing buddy at the end of the bar. But as he makes his way back to her she can see the signs of his mild embarrassment in the red glow of his pointy ears to the sheen of sweat at the hollow of his throat.

“Regretting that shirt yet?”

“Why Swan? That was the best kiss I’ve had all night.”

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The rain pattering
against the roof,
the slight splash
against the windows;
the tear-shaped streaks
chasing each other
across the glass.
The soft snore
and a lover’s open mouth,
the gentle glow of morning
through the blinds.
The blankets ruffle
around your feet.
 
It is so easy
to find miracles.
—  Schuyler Peck, Before the Coffee Maker Clicks On (10/30, A poem based on sounds)
Model Material {Harry Styles Smut}

PAIRING: Harry/Y/N
RATING: R 
WORD COUNT: 4500+
REQUESTED: nooo haha i’ve just been wanting to dabble in writing abt harry!

okayyyy so i’m super nervous abt posting this bc i used to write abt harry a long time ago and now i rly wanna get back into it!!! i rly truly hope u guys like it. if u do, feedback is definitely welcome! it only takes a second and it means a lot to me 💖

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Shape Of You

Sebastian sends you a selfie after his workout.

Pairing:  Sebastian Stan x Reader  

Warnings:   Sexual content, Explicit Sexual, Oral Sex, Smut, Dirty Talk, Language, NSFW, Unprotected Sex (wrap it please), Sebastian Stan, Calvin Klein briefs

Word Count: 2,336

A/N: Yes I know I’m supposed to be working on chapter 6 of The Contest but let me explain.  So I was finishing up my first draft of Chapter 6 when Sebastian Stan happened…fucker goes and posts that locker room selfie.  I tried to ignore it, really I did but this scene popped into my head and it would not let me live until I wrote it down. So sorry (but not sorry).  This is a another quickie that I wrote at work so please ignore the typos and the writing.  I just had to get it out of my head so I could get back to Bucky…

Not sure who to tag so I’ll just include my Sebby smut sisters @evansrogerskitten @ek823 and @pearljamkaren 

If you want to be tagged in future Seb smut, just ask…there is more coming ;)  

Shape Of You

By marvelmom

Sitting in the lobby of the gym, you drum your fingers impatiently on your knee.

“What the hell is taking him so long,” you mutter to yourself as you pull out your phone and start tapping out a message.

I’m ready to go, everything ok?

You stare at the screen, waiting for a response.  Your phone chimes a few moments later.

No

Brow furrowed, you quickly type a response and hit send.

What’s wrong?!?

You bite your lip nervously as a flood of scenarios race through you head.  Your thoughts are soon interrupted by a picture flashing onto your screen.

You inhale sharply as you take in the image of your boyfriend, standing in front of a mirror in the men’s locker room wearing a scowl on his face and not much else.

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Divided... Or Not.

Roman Reigns x reader x Seth Rollins

1. Roman and Seth fighting over (y/n) to be with her. Roman is her best friend. She meets Seth through Roman at one of their shows. {You pick who she ends up with.}

2. (y/n) is in a romantic storyline with Seth Rollins while he and Roman are having a ‘feud’, they both like her but she loves Roman. After a match with Seth, (y/n) was at ringside then Daddy Roman gets his baby girl, takes her home and sexy daddy smut.

Originally posted by cptcrossfitjesus

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From nonnie:  Hi! Can you do a logan x reader fic where the reader has deep feelings for logan but they have this friends with benefits thing going on and she’s scared to tell him but one day after they bang he tells her he actually cares for her *feels everywhere* 

Word count: 1237

Originally posted by pleasingpics

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“F-fuck Logan, don’t stop.” You sighed, the man on top of you thrust his hips in a languid motion, hitting right where you wanted him.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him in closer. His hand was in your hair and he tugged hard, you moaned and reveled at the feeling of his lips and teeth against your neck and his beard scratching against your collarbone, and it felt so fucking good you almost screamed. Logan pounded you harder, you yelped at the feeling of his tip hitting that spot and he used his free hand to brush against your bundle of nerves, earning a throaty moan from your lips.

You raked your nails down his back as you sucked his bottom lip into your mouth, you bit down hard as he bottomed out inside you. You felt yourself come undone. “Yes-yes Logan, oh Logan, harder, please, I’m cumming-”

“That’s it- princess, oh yes, I’m fuckin’- I’m gonna cum, where do you want it?” Logan whispered against your lips.

His eyes were burning into you yours and you used your legs to pull him closer again as your pussy started to quiver around him, silently answering his question. You moaned into his kiss as he spilled himself inside you and he smothered his face into your neck and growled as he rode out his orgasm, still deftly swiping his fingers over your clit, drawing another screaming orgasm from you.

He slumped next to you as you both came down, automatically pulling you to lay on his chest.

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This had been going on for about 3 months, you and Logan became friends with benefits after he came back from a mission, covered in blood, some of his own, some of his enemies. His clothes were ripped to shreds and although he didn’t need any medical attention, he let you help him anyway.

But things don’t always go as planned, things change and so do people, including you.

After a whole night of non-stop, unbridled sex, and everything that leads up to it, you had fallen asleep curled against Logan’s vigorous body once again, every inch of him stuck to you like velcro.

You had woken the next morning to Logan’s face smushed against the space between your neck and collarbone, his snores rumbled through his body and the vibrations tickled your skin and you giggled lightly.

You had taken a moment to admire his sleeping form; his hand had absent-mindedly cupped your breast in his sleep and the other winded behind your back, you had draped your arms around his broad shoulders. The way your bodies were tangled made you look like tangled vines, your leg was hiked up over his hip and his legs were between and underneath yours.

You felt complete, you were caught in pure bliss, but you just wish you didn’t have to hide.

Hm, Y/N.” Logan mumbled in his sleep, that’s when you knew you were in love with the man wedged against you. And you didn’t know what else to do apart from close your eyes, letting the smell of smoke and sandalwood engulf your nostrils.

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You had taken a night to yourself, you walked around the grounds of the school without telling anyone where you had gone, seeking a silence the inside walls couldn’t give you. You were becoming afraid of your feelings towards Logan, there was no way he would return them, and you were contemplating on shutting whatever it was between you down.

When you arrived back into your assigned room, you were shoved against the shut door by a strong pair of familiar hands.

“Logan! What the fuck are you doing?! And why are you in my room? I thought we were keeping this whole… thing… low-key?” Your chest heaved as you tried to get your breathing even again, looking up at his darkened eyes.

“Next time you go for a fuckin’ walk, TELL SOMEBODY!” You flinched at his growing volume. “You know that we don’t have some magical barrier around this place- god, whatever, it doesn’t matter.”

He went to open the door but you stopped him, grabbing his wrist, your fingers didn’t even manage to wrap around it fully, he was so… big. His arm went limp against your touch, and you trailed your fingers up to his jaw, stroking the scruff that was there.

Kiss me.” It was more a plea than a demand, and you couldn’t meet his eyes as you let the words roll off your tongue.

Logan then proceeded to pin you against the door again, but this time he was gentle as ever, treating you like a porcelain doll in his calloused hands. You wracked your brain to try and remember when the last time he was this tender with you, and you lost yourself in his touch.

He stooped and caught your soft thighs, wrapping them around his hips and leading you to your bed. His lips were timid and soft against your own, he wrapped his hand around the back of your neck with the same gentleness, easing you back onto the mattress as his body hovered over yours.

The kiss was light, there was no teeth, and only a slight amount of tongue and you sighed as you broke apart. You slowly peeled one another’s clothing off, moving like waves, for the first time you felt nervous, and you could feel his body language shift.

When you were both bare to each other, Logan peppered lazy open-mouthed kisses from your lips to your breasts and you arched your back as you felt two familiar fingers enter you at a mind-boggling pace. His slow, teasing movements made you gasp and writhe against his fingers. You reached for him and started stroking his cock at the same pace as he was stroking you, earning a small moan that vibrated against your lips.

As he pushed into you, you felt whole, and not like the usual way; you felt your chest swell and your fingertips tingle with electricity as he slowly thrust inside you. It was the first time you hadn’t cried out or groaned in lust and it was warm and fuzzy, your body wasn’t covered in sweat, and you started to rock against him, but he held your hips in place.

“Listen I…I love you, Y/N, ever since you woke up that morning and let me stay, you didn’t tell me to wake up or get out like I would do occasionally do to you because you were snoring, ” You giggled at his words,  "You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve met, nobody compares.“ You breathed a sigh of relief as he confessed.

"I love you too, Logan.” You kissed him deeply as he started moving again, a few moments later the tension behind your naval snapped and you came undone around him, and he stumbled down right after you.

It was going to be difficult, but you were anticipating the ride.

I Got You - Brett Talbot x Reader

Originally posted by holyhalehottness

Pairing: Brett x Reader

Prompt: Unrequited loves a bitch but Brett is your prefect distraction. (Inspired by I Got You – Bebe Rexha)

Warning: Smut, getting high, slight angst and swearing.

ENJOY!!

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You smiled over at the pack as you spoke to your boyfriend. You laughed at something Sean, tucking your hair behind your ear. After a few heated kisses with him he said he was going to speak to his friend so you made you way over to the pack. Lydia was looking at you with a smirk as soon as you arrived. You smiled and started to speak to Kira and Lydia about what everyone was doing over the weekend.

“I don’t like him.” Stiles interrupted as you were about to open your mouth.

“Who?” You asked confusion gracing your voice.

“Sean.” He stated as the guys looked worriedly between you and Stiles.

“Well you’re the only one who has a problem with him.” You sassed, your arms crossing across your chest.

“Not true actually I dislike him too.” Isaac sassed back. You shot him and looked at Liam waiting for more opinions.

“I don’t trust him.” Liam muttered shyly, you looked to Mason and Cory.

“He has a reputation.” Mason whispered but Cory nodded in agreement so you glanced at Scott, he was your alpha so whatever he said you would soak in more.

“If you love him be with him. Just be cautious. Okay?” He smiled over the table at you softly and you just nodded in response.

After school was over you made your way to your sleep black pickup truck, only to find Brett leaning against it. You grinned at him as he opened his arms. You ran into his arms as he lifted you up, your legs dangling quite far from the floor. After a minute he put you down you stared up at him with the biggest smile ever.

“So how was your trip with Satomi?” You asked softly as he leaned against your car crossing his arms.

“It was good I learnt a lot. I missed my best friend though.” He chuckled before bring you in for another hug but we were interrupted by a throat clearing. You pulled away to see Sean there with a pissed of look placed on his face. You moved away from Brett as they both seemed to be sizing each other up. Compared to Brett, Sean was shorter he was about 5’’10.

“Who’s this?” Sean finally spoke his tone serious.

“This is Brett my best friend. Brett this is my boyfriend Sean.” You stated almost automatically.

“How come I’ve never seen him before?” Sean asked still not taking his eyes off Brett.

“He goes to Devonford prep. Plus he’s been travelling.” You stated proudly as you smiled over at Brett who returned the smile easily but then turned his attention back to Sean.

“Right anyway you still coming to that party tomorrow?” Sean asked his voice still strained.

“Yeah. You coming Brett?”

“Whose party is it?” He questioned softly.

“It’s Lydia’s her mom’s away this weekend so she’s throwing a party.” You stated, gasping when you remembered you were going shopping with Lydia.

“Shit I gotta go! I have a shopping trip with Lydia.” You exclaimed as you jogged over to Sean giving him a soft kiss before turning back to your car.

“You coming Brett? Stiles, Mason and Cory are coming too.” You made your way to the driver’s door as you spoke. He opened the door for you before offering his hand so you could step up easier. He made his way round to the passenger’s side, getting in and looking to you as you started backing out the parking lot.

“So new boyfriend?” He finally said after 2 minutes of driving you nodded in response. He grunted as if he was thinking but you decided not to ask. After 5 minutes you arrived at the mall, you immediately saw Lydia, Stiles, Mason and Cory stood by Stiles’ jeep. Once you cut off the engine and started grabbing you bag, Brett got out and made his way round to your door. He opened it, grabbing your bag before grabbing you and throwing you over his shoulder making you squeal.

“Brett put me down you caveman!” You laughed as you playfully hit his back, he put you down once you arrived in front of the pack.

“Okay so Mason and Cory you being here makes sense but Stiles what you doing here?” Brett laughed as Stiles pulled a sour face.

“Because my boyfriend has horrible taste in clothes and we need to update his wardrobe.” Lydia stated her lips doing that thing were they pout slightly, like she was thinking of world domination.

“Boyfriend!? How much did I miss?” Brett choked as he heard the word boyfriend.

“Mhm their cute together.” You responded impersonating Lydia. Stiles and Lydia rolled their eyes in unison before you all made your way into the mall.

“Question is why are you here?” Stiles finally spoke.

“I’m the bi sexual friend so I get away with helping the girl change clothes.” Brett deadpanned Stiles’ jaw dropping as he looked at everyone who were trying to contain their laughter.

“He’s helped you change!?” Stiles screeched at Lydia.

“No he only does that for Y/N, I usually have Mason help me.” She responded sassily.

Stiles nodded as we finally walked into Macys, he followed Lydia closely as they made their way to the male section. You followed and started looking at jeans for Brett. You found a pair of dark indigo faded slim fit jeans. Plucking them off the rack as Brett finally caught up with you, he stood in front of you with a raised eyebrow. You held the jeans up then looked at him as if analysing whether it was a good pick, when you finally nodded and passed them to Brett as you made your way to the changing room. He went in without a word as you stood there patiently, Cory and Mason arriving and waiting with you. When Brett came out you all stopped to look at him, glancing over at Cory before you both smirked.

“Who’s that sexy thing I see over there?” You both sang in unison making Mason snort. Brett rolled his eyes and went back to the changing room. When Brett came back out you and Lydia made your way to the girls section. You both quickly picked some items before going to try them on, leaving the boys to sit it the waiting room.

“I think you should stop eating southern fried chicken and started eating Buttermilk Donuts. Their sweeter and drool worthy.” You stared at her like she’d gone crazy before your jaw dropped realising what she meant. ‘I think you should stop dating Sean and start dating Brett.’

“Why what’s wrong with Southern Fried Chicken?” You raised your brow at her as you stripped out your jeans. ‘Why what’s wrong with Sean?’

“It’s delicious and everything but it will betray you one day and it’ll all go to your ass.” She slid on her dress before sipping it up as she spoke. ‘He’s cute but he’s not trust worthy.’ After that she walked out the changing room. You shook you head and did up your dress before walking out.

After 20 minutes you had paid and made your way over to the food caught. As you stood in the que someone bumped into you making you almost fall, until you felt strong arms wrap around you. You looked up to see Brett glancing at you with concern, you smiled at him as if to reassure him you were okay. He nodded his arms staying around your shoulder. He usually did this but after what Lydia said the action made you blush. Once you all had your food you went to find a table.

It was now Saturday and you were officially ready for Sean to pick you up. You had 5 minutes to spare so you did you last check of your hair and makeup before hearing a car horn. You made your way to the car, your midnight blue dress slinging to your body like a second skin. It was a ruffle off the shoulder dress that was tight and reached mid thighs. You wore nude slightly pointed heels that clicked as you walked to the car.

Sean gave you a compliment before setting off, you both sat in comfortable silence for all of the ride. Once you arrived Sean got out and stood there as if waiting for me to get out myself, that’s when I remembered how Brett always held the door open for me. In fact the whole of the pack males always held the door open for the girls, this made you frown before deciding to let it go. You made your way up Lydia’s drive before getting to her large front door. You knew you were early because there was only a few people here but you thought you could offer help. Sean went off to find any of his friends as soon as Lydia opened the door making you roll your eyes.

After a few minutes of helping to make sure everything valuable was in a locked room Lydia got you both a drink. You knew as a werewolf you couldn’t get drunk but that didn’t matter you were here to have fun. You sat on the counter across from Lydia, legs crossed as you spoke about gossip that you’d both found out during the week. After a few hours you stood with the pack outside by the pool, talking about anything and everything. That’s when you felt lips press against you exposed shoulder. You glanced to the side to see a drunk Sean trying to touch you up. You looked at the pack who were rolling their eyes at his actions.

“Let go upstairs.” He murmured as his hands start straying lower.

“How about no. Go get some water Sean.” You sighed pushing his hands off, he huffed before walking off. You smiled at the pack before continuing your conversation, but you got interrupted once again as someone spun you round and dipped you down. You knew almost immediately it was Brett causing you to laugh as he brought you back up. He grinned down at you making you snort.

“Okay as much as this is, I need a bathroom break.” You giggled before glancing at Lydia and Kira, they nodded and followed you to Lydia’s on suit. As you opened the door to Lydia’s bedroom you froze, causing the girls to bump into you.

“Why did yo- Oh shit…” Lydia stopped and stared at the sight before them.

“Boys get up here!” Lydia screamed which made Sean and the blonde under him look up. He froze as he saw you, his eyes wide.

“Y/N-”

“What’s u- Oh really?” Stiles sassed as he saw Sean and the blonde trying to cover herself. Brett came into the room and went to launch at him but was quickly held back by Scott and Liam.

“I suggest you leave before I decide that letting Brett loose wouldn’t be so bad.” Scott threatened as Sean pulled on his pants. You couldn’t speak or move you were vaguely aware that someone had pulled you into their arms, as soon as the smell hit you, you knew it was Brett and finally looked up to see his worrying eyes.

“Screw this.” You heard some say behind you and suddenly you saw Sean laying on the floor with a bloody nose. You looked up shocked to see it was Stiles who had punched him, everyone else looked just as shocked, he glanced at us before shrugging.

“What you guys weren’t gonna do anything about it.” He retaliated a smirk making its way to his face. After Sean left Brett carried you downstairs, making his way to the table outside. He sat down and placed you down on his lap and waited for the pack to take a seat.

“Okay so let’s make this night more interesting.” Brett grunted digging into his pocket bringing out a small bag that appeared to contain 3 blunts.

“You know werewolves can’t get high right?” You snorted.

“With this stuff they can, Satomi introduced it to me when we were traveling.” Brett smirked at Scott who was making grabby hands like a little kid who wanted some candy.

You couldn’t stop laughing an hour later, you leaned into Brett would was also laughing uncontrollably, his hands gripping you tightly as Stiles started talking about random shit his voice rising higher as he got more into the explanation. The party started dying out but that didn’t stop you and the pack having fun. That fun was soon ruined when Derek showed up.

“Are you guys high?” He asked as soon as everyone realised who had shut down the party.

“I dunno mom am I?” Scott’s voice went deep as he mocked Derek.

“Did you just quote Vampire Diaries?” Derek deadpanned making everyone stop before they started laughing.

“Derek watches Vampire Diaries!” You screeched burying your head into Brett’s chest as you tried to control your laughing. Isaac was dragged home by Derek that’s when everyone else decided to leave too. You laughed as you almost tripped up over nothing, you leant down and plucked off your heels so you could prevent it from happening again.

“Nice ass.” You heard Brett say behind you making Scott burst out laughing again.

“Nice everything.” You responded as you spun around, sending him a playful wink. You knew you should be sad about Sean right now but with all the warnings you weren’t. You saw it coming and your friends helped get your mind off it all. You spun around and went to catch up with Kira, Mason and Cory as Brett, Scott and Liam trailed behind you all.

You arrived at your house first, bidding everyone good night you strolled inside. Making your way up to your bedroom. You stripped your dress down leaving you in just panties.

“Maybe I should announce my presence.” You heard Brett’s voice behind you, causing you to jump and spin around forgetting you had no bra on.

“Jesus Christ.” He groaned as he looked you up and down, you looked down and squeaked before covering your breasts.

“What are you doing in my bed?” You snapped softly, trying to cross your legs since you knew your panties were see through.

“I wanted to check you were okay?” He responded gently.

“I’m fine.” You responded just as gently, you shot him a small smile as you decided to drop your hands to see his reaction. He bite his lip as he looked you up and down. You smirked at him before making you way over to your draws to grab a t-shirt, you pulled out a baggy top but before you could put it on Brett was behind you, his hands gripping your hips. You gasped as his hands ran down the front of your thighs.

“Brett what are y-you doing?” You stuttered as his hands crawled back up your legs resting on your hips once again.

“Right now nothing.” He stated as his hands gripped your hips tighter.

“What are you going to doing?” You rephrased the question.

“That all depends on you.” He spun you round and pressed you against your draws, caging you in with his arms. You took a deep breath trying to gain the courage for what you wanted to say, thankfully because you were still high it came out quite easily.

“And if I tell you I want you to fuck me so hard I forget my name?” Instead on answering you he pulled you against his chest and brought his lips down to meet yours. The kiss was sweet and you soon melted into it, your arms wrapping around his neck. The kiss soon became more forceful and passionate which made you knee’s buckle but Brett caught you before lifting you up and wrapping your legs around him.

Your hands tugged at his hair, as his lips moved against yours. His hand slid to your ass and he carried you over to your bed, he broke the kiss and dropped you on the bed causing you to squeal. He chuckled at the sound but moved to hover over you. He brushed your hair out the way leaning down and kissing your forehead.

“Tell me if you want to stop, okay?” He asked gently as his left hand ran through your hair and the other supported him, you nodded softly before he started placing small kisses on your neck. You bit your lip when his kisses turned to bites. His hand started to drag down your chest stopping to run over you nipples making you whimper. You thought now would be a good time to tell him you were still a virgin but you didn’t want to in case he stopped.

“B-Brett…” You couldn’t tell him you were scared.

“Hmm?” He mumbled as his mouth latched onto your left breast, sucking gently.

“I-I’m…I’ve n-never…” You tried to say it but the words couldn’t come out only moans and whines. Suddenly he pulled back as if he finally realised what you were trying to say. He looked at you shocked his hands pulling away from you causing you to whimper.

“But I thought you slept with Jason last year after the winter formal.” His statement sound more like a question but you just shook your head.

“I couldn’t…I got scared and made him stop, t-that’s why we broke up.” You stuttered tears welling in your eyes as you looked at him, knowing he would want to stop. You looked away slightly but when you looked back expecting pity all you saw was lust, making your eyes widen. A smirk formed on his face as his hands made their way back to your breast. You gasped as his other hand let go of your right breast and began moving down your stomach.

“Good it means I can ruin you for anyone else.” Brett whispered huskily into your ear as his hand slid beneath your underwear, his middle finger running along your slit. You gripped his broad shoulders letting out a soft whine as his middle finger entered you. His other hand still massaging your left breast as his tongue drew shapes onto your skin. He slid his finger in and out before adding a second one then he did something that made you almost jump away from him.

“W-What was that?” You panted as his finger pulled out slightly before pushing back in crooking his finger again making you moaned loudly.

“You mean that?” He chuckled, you just nodded in response and he kept rubbing that same spot, your hand covering you mouth trying to stop the moans from coming out.

“That’s your g-spot babe.” He smirked as he continued his ministrations, he took his spare hand off your breast and gripped your wrist making you uncover your mouth. He sat up and moved his hands to a different position, his finger now moving in a rough upwards motion which if you saw it from someone else’s point of view it would look like he was being too rough but all you felt was pure ecstasy. Your body started to involuntarily twitch, no matter how much you tried to stop it you couldn’t. Brett bit his lip as he watched you unravel, you’ve had an orgasm before but as you built up you realised you’d never had one like this. When you finally unravelled you clung to Brett like he was your life line.

“S-Shit! Brett..” You screamed in pleasure.

You finally started to come down from your high, still clinging to Brett as he stroked your hair soothing you. Once you had stopped shaking you looked up at him with wide eyes. He sent you a cheeky grin before he attacked your lips with his after a few minutes he pulled away and got off the bed. He reached into his pocket grabbing what looked like a condom before making his way back to you.

“You sure about this?” He asked softly as he knelt in front of you, in between your legs.

“Yes I want you…” You whispered, your face flushing slightly, he nodded and rolled on the condom. He leaned down aligning himself with your entrance before lacing your hands together. As he pushed in past the barrier you squeezed his hand in pain. You looked at his hand to see Brett was taking the pain away. You looked up at him with a thankful smile.

“You can move.” You whispered into his ear after a minute of waiting. He let go of your hand and wrapped your arm around his neck as he started moving. You gripped onto him as he used on arm for support and the other to hold you close. He started moving at a slow yet firm rhythm, he was groaning and panting in your ear which only served to turn you on further.

“B-Brett, feels good…” you moaned into his ear, biting his ear lobe softly.

“I know baby, you feel so amazing.” He groaned against the skin on your shoulder as you started to feel yourself build again.

“I’m c-close.” You gasped which made Brett move to press his thumb against your clit as he sped up his thrusts. He pulled back to look into you Y/E/C eyes, his bright blue ones boring into yours. You moved one hand to caress his cheek as he bit his lips his eyebrows furrowing slightly, the sight made you moan as you came for the second time that night. As you came around him he leaned down and kissed you as soon as he kissed you he let out a small husky groan. After his thrusts slowed he pulled back from the kiss before he pulled out slowly. He pulled the condom off and putting it in the bin before pulling back the covers and tucking you into his chest.

“Will you be mine?” Brett muttered against your hair as he placed a soft kiss there. You pulled away and looked up at him with a grin firmly placed on your face.

“Yes I would love to.” You responded before he pulled you down for a sweet kiss.

Teen Wolf Preference – He walks in on you naked

Once again, thank you @pissheadofficial, my source of SHARED filthy ideas.

Warnings: Some of them have SLIGHT sexual content (heh what ya think..)

Scott McCall

Scott had a habit to climb through your window at night. You knew roughly what time he used to come by and you decided to change into something more comfortable to sleep in before he arrived, instead of always having to go into the bathroom to change every time.

You started to undress and search for the shorts you use to sleep in when you heard a gust of wind behind you. “Man, now I REALLY don’t regret arriving earlier.” the familiar voice behind you made you turn around in terror.

The smirking face of Scott met yours and you quickly took your dirty shirt and tried to cover your bare body. “Scott!” you squealed with widened eyes and he just nodded in appreciation.

You cursed under your breath as you bend down to gather the rest of your clothes but kept on drop your clothes and Scott still stood in front of your window, smiling proudly as he eyed you up and down. “Stop staring and get out!”

He shook his head and you roared at him, still panicking over your naked body, deciding to run towards the bathroom with or without clothes. You yanked backwards by an overly strong and warm hand gripping around your forearm.

Your naked back flushed against Scott’s chest as he was able to lean in to whisper in your ear. “No, I’m not going anywhere.” panting as he spoke. “You’re coming over here.”

Stiles Stilinski

“Holy-moly!” you got surprised by the slight numb voice of Stiles behind you. You turned around and flinched, realizing you didn’t wore a shirt, neither pants, or a bra, or panties..

“Stiles!” you gasped as you saw him standing in the door opening. His mouth was slightly open and his mesmerized gaze were focused on your body. “I wasn’t prepared for this-” he began and raised his eyebrows.

“But I like it.” he continued with what you thought was him being seductive and approached you. You furrowed your brows as he took a few step forward, his brown eyes almost piercing you were you stood, face slightly red due to his affection.

“I mean, WOW!” Stiles exclaimed with the most flustered face you’ve seen as he gesture towards your body. You followed the motions of his hands just to freeze when your eyes met his crotch.

You let out a muffled giggle, making Stiles look at you in confusion. “Stiles? Is that a boner?” you asked boldly with a smirk, quirking your eyebrows as you met his eyes again.

His gaze moved towards himself and immediately tried to cover it. His face turned even more red as he stumbled backwards towards the door. “Shit, I-” he began and hit his back in the door frame, letting the door guide him out from your room. “B-bye Y/N.”

Liam Dunbar

It was 10 minutes left until Liam’s arrival. You had invited him over to help him study for his test on Friday. You wrinkled your nose after sniffing your armpit, unbuttoned your shirt with one hand, letting the other one trying to open the buckle of your bra.

“I can’t invite him over and smell like crap.” you mumbled to yourself and decided to undress completely just to find a whole new outfit, all from underwear to your favorite over-sized cardigan.

“So I thought about what you’ve said about the combinations of the amino acids and-” Liam were looking intently down in his folders of papers, not realizing what he walked in on. You froze and your eyes widened as you held your clean underwear in your hand, smiling at him always being so unaware of his surroundings.

He closed the door behind you, still not looking at you as you answered him. “-yes Liam?” you replied him, with the most exaggerated seductive voice you could disguise.

Liam turns around slowly, meeting your eyes. You flash him a smirk as you place your hand on your hip as you pop it, twirling your underwear between your fingers.

In what seem to be in slow motion, he drops all his books, papers flying around him as his eyes Liam’s eyes widen, mouth drops and the mortification immediately covers his face as he tries to talk. 

“I-I, I’m-” he stutter before he quickly turns around, opens the door, hits his nose on the frame, leaving a trail of blood before running out from your room. When he close the door behind him you can’t help but let out a giggle.

Brett Talbot

You didn’t hear anything due to the harsh sound of your nearly broken hairdryer. The sound might resemble a nuclear power plant and you didn’t hear that someone had opened your door and stepped in.

Brett caught you in action just in that time when you had blow dried your hair upside down and were flipping your hair back over your shoulders, making it look quite sensual as Brett had seen it in slow motion. “Save that for tonight Y/N.” he purred and you dropped the hair dryer on the floor, almost hitting your foot but flinched in the right second.

“What the hell! What are you doing here? Get out!” you roared in panic and grabbed the wet towel you had hung on the back of the chair beside you, trying to cover your body as Brett pursed his lips into a smirk before stepping backwards out from the room.

“Woah.” Brett sighed for himself, he felt his heart rate increase in his chest when he realized what he had walked in to. He leaned back against the door and thought about how beautiful your naked body were in the daylight. He’d only seen the dark silhouette of it when you had sex during late nights, when your parents were asleep.

Theo Raeken

You’ve told Theo a thousand times not to come to your place until 8 p.m. since you wanted to get home from practice and shower before his arrival.

The clothes you had decided to wear laid properly on the end of your bed, waiting for you to put them on as you stood in front of your bookshelf, taking your brush out from one of the shelves to start to even out the wet tangles in your hair.

“Nice.” the hiss of Theo’s voice made you freeze, then turning around just to see the door to your room were wide open, having him leaning against the door frame. “THEO!” you quickly dive down the floor to look after something to cover your naked body with.

You felt your heart start to pound in your chest as you saw him lick his bottom lip before taking it between his teeth. “What are you doing?” you tried to sound threatening but your voice betrayed you when you spoke.

With a quirk of his eyebrow, he tugged the hem of his shirt, lifting the fabric over his head to let it fall to the floor. He started to striding towards you, having his dark gaze eyeing you up and down as he approached you and with just that look, he was devouring you.

Saturdays (pt 1)

Genre: Fluff/Smut (in pt 2)

Member: Jungkook

Warnings: None 

Word Count: 4484

Summary: After three months of loneliness and insecurities while on tour, Jungkook comes home to you.

Part 2

This is just pure fluff tbh. But Part 2 will much more explicit (and will be posted within the next two or three days at most). Enjoy!


You weren’t sure exactly how long you’d been sitting on the window seat with your knees pulled into your chest, the cool wall leaching all the warmth from your spine through the thick material of your hoodie. All day you’d been lounging in the comfort of your apartment, basking in the calming serenity of the pouring rain pattering against the wide window. The view of the Seoul skyline piercing the gray swirling clouds above was beautiful in the most hazy and sleepy way, almost as if the entirety of South Korea had just woken up from a Saturday-afternoon nap and hadn’t yet wiped the sleep from its eyes.

Saturdays were one of your favorite days, mainly because you didn’t have to worry about your usual responsibilities of college and work. You preferred to spend most of your Saturdays at home to recharge before having to finish up any assignments you’d been procrastinating over on Sunday, and you often found yourself devoting Saturdays to pampering yourself. Eating whatever you wanted, messily slathering on a face mask, taking a long steaming bath to relax your tense muscles, the works. At that point in the day, you’d already cooked yourself chocolate chip pancakes (You woke up around 11:30am, but who’s to say pancakes have to be reserved solely for breakfast time?) while your favorite moisturizing mask was caked on your skin. You stuffed the fluffy, sweet deliciousness in your face ravenously as you binge-watched YouTube videos, the only worry you had being that you may not have enough syrup.

Now you sat, four hours later, curled up by the window, still sucked into the void that is YouTube and enjoying the melancholy rainfall that was baptizing the streets of Seoul.

As much as you loved Saturdays, you couldn’t help but feel sad that you’d spent so many without your boyfriend around to participate in the self-care. The two of you had made it a tradition to spend Saturdays together and bond over cartoons and unhealthy snacks. Even though he basically lived with you when he wasn’t forced to stay at the dorms or travel for a tour, Jungkook was insistent on coming over and talking about each of your weeks through mouthfuls of pizza.

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Written for @fanartandfashiongirl
Written for the prompt: “you’ve never seen the Lion King?”

Harry kicked his shoes off and chucked his socks off to the end of his bed, ignoring the distasteful sigh that came from the bed opposite his.

Harry wasn’t sure whether he loved or hated the Hogwarts staff for deciding that all the eighth year boys had to dorm together. On the one hand, it did help to promote interhouse unity and it was encouraging rivalries to die; slightly. Harry had even borrowed a quill from Malfoy last week, even if it had been handed over a bit begrudgingly.

There had only been one major row since they’d been back at school. Predictably, it was between Harry and Malfoy. Harry was not the sort of person who fussed about where every single thing he owned was - but Malfoy was. There were some spells cast, but the majority of the argument was fist fighting; Malfoy had been convinced Harry had stolen his textbooks, and only stopped accusing him once Zabini had waltzed in - textbooks in hand.

Now, they mostly existed civilly, with beds opposite each other. Harry ignored Malfoy’s acknowledgement of his messiness, and plugged in his headphones. When he first came back, he had been determined to get muggle technology working enough for him to listen to music and watch some movies. His favourite was The Lion King. He’d watched it once before with Dudley, when Ms Figg was too unwell to have Harry for Dudley’s birthday weekend.

He clicked on the films title and proceeded to relax back into his pillows, it had been a tiresome week. However, when he glanced up it was to see a very irritated looking Malfoy perched at the end of his bed.

“- absolutely no consideration for the fact I’m even speaking to you! I thought we’d move on enough for you to be polite at least!”

“What?” Replied a very confused Harry.

“I have been trying to speak to you for the past 15 minutes! To formally request that you turn down that ridiculous muggle noise so I can concentration on my transfiguration essay.” A quick sweep through Draco’s hair from his pale hand drew Harry’s eyes upward for a second or two before he responded:

“Malfoy, it’s the lion king! You can’t be telling me you’ve never seen the lion king!”

“The what?!” Malfoy shot back, accompanied with a snort, “I’m sure you love that Potter, something about a King Lion, you’d fit right in.”

Harry looked up at Malfoy, who, despite his pretences, was trying hard to understand the muggle world. Harry noticed the slight flush of his cheeks and could practically hear the cogs in his head turning. Jumping in with his usual Gryffindor impulsiveness, he patted the bed next to him.

“You- I, What?” Malfoy’s cheeks flushed further as he glanced back and forth between Harry and the place he’d been invited to sit.

“Come and watch it with me” Harry said slowly, not wanting to spook Malfoy; “Films are always better to watch with someone else.”

Malfoy looked confused. He opened his mouth to say something, and then abruptly closed it again. He sat down very cautiously, as though the bed might bite him if he even dared to be comfortable. Harry pulled out his headphones, and pressed play on his iPad; leaning back into the pillows for more comfort.

-

An hour or so later, Ron and Blaise walked up the stairs to the dorm after a game of exploding snap. They both paused upon entry; Draco and Harry were crashed out on Harry’s bed, Harry’s arm around Draco and Draco’s head on his chest. They took one look at eachother, shrugged, and turned around to head back to the common room.