this shot omg

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favorite  episode of season 3 ❊  2:10 du er over 18, sant?

control your hoes, is all i’m saying.

Little Ham Man (Small!Hamilsquad x Reader)

Here you go! Y’all wanted some small ham so I did it! (just ask if you want more) psst, this is for you @sin-cake-finished-and-baked

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“Hamilton I am telling you, if you don’t keep on criticizing my handwriting-“ You threatened, staring down at him. He crossed his small arms, sitting on the top of your eraser. You rolled your eyes at him, continuing your essay.

“You missed a comma,” he said, taking a small piece of the lead off the table and fixing it. You sighed, slamming your pencil onto the table. He jumped, looking up at you. “Hey! Are you trying to kill me here!” He yelled, but it was more like a squeak.

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“Hey Sammy!” Dean’s boots were heavy on the staircase. “Just gotta, uhh, grab somethin’,” he said, rushing towards the hallway that led to his room. “This is Y/N by the way,” he said over his shoulder. 

Sam looked up at the sound of your footsteps at the bottom of the stairs.

“Hi,” you said, stopping dead in your tracks. You expected Dean to have a good looking brother but wow… Sam was tall and handsome, and there was something kind and warm about his eyes.

Sam could feel himself gaping at you. He cleared his throat awkwardly. “Uhh… Hey.” There was a long silence where both of you searched for something to say. Sam was coming up empty, and just trying not to be obvious about staring at you.

“So, this is the bat cave, huh?” You looked around, rocking a little nervously on your feet. “Nice.”

He managed an awkward laugh, running a hand through his long hair. “Yeah. Yeah… it’s someplace to crash,” he said with a smile.

You felt a peculiar fluttering in your stomach as you looked at him and were able to return the smile. Just when you were searching for something else to say Dean came bustling back out.

“Alright. Let’s roll,” he said.

You held your hand out. “Cough it up, Winchester,” you said.

Dean begrudgingly dropped 50 dollars in your outstretched hand and you grinned a pleased smile at him. “Thank you!” You pocketed it. “Maybe next time you’ll think twice before betting against me.” You flashed another smile at Sam and he nearly staggered back from the spark in your eyes. “Nice to meet you finally, Sam.”

“Yeah! Yeah…” He trailed off as you strode out. “You too…”

“See you later, Sammy. We’re going back to the bar to play some more pool.”

“Dean! Wait.” Sam lowered his voice as his brother approached. “That’s your pool buddy?”

Dean nodded. “Yeah.”

Sam squinted at him. “Uh huh… And, uhh,” he cleared his throat. “You two–”

Dean raised his eyebrows at Sam. “What?”

Sam looked extremely uncomfortable. “Well… you know… you two are–?”

Dean smirked at his brother. “Are what, Sammy? Spit it out.”

Sam glared at him. “You… You know what–Dean,” he said.

Dean chuckled and finally decided to put Sam out of his misery. “We’re not doin’ the deed, so batter up, cowboy!” He wiggled his eyebrows at his brother and punched him in the arm.

“Are you coming or what? Those assholes aren’t going to hustle themselves!” you called down from the stairs.

“Coming!” Dean called, and with a final wink at Sam, both you and he disappeared through the heavy from door.

A short one-shot inspired by Hiro Mashima’s art.

Summary: Sorcerer Weekly wants to do a spread over the wizards at Fairy Tail. Lucy’s looking forward to the simple photo shoot, but with Fairy Tail, is anything simple? (Canon verse)

Pairing: Natsu x Lucy

Genre: Humor, Friendship, slight Romance

Word Count: 2,133

A picture’s worth a thousand words


Lucy couldn’t help but scoff when she came out of her bathroom, seeing the fire dragon slayer sprawled out on her bed. “Are you really wearing that?”

Snapping out of his daze, Natsu glanced at his outfit, smiling when he turned back to his partner. “Of course! Don'tcha think it looks nice?”

Shaking her head, Lucy ignored the question. Today Fairy Tail was doing a photo shoot for Sorcerer Weekly, and everyone was asked to dress up for the occasion. Lucy sported a little black dress that hugged her curves comfortably and matching black boots while Natsu… Well, he went in a different direction.

Dark green pants tucked into black rain boots, his blue shirt matching nothing while his scaly white scarf hung loosely around his neck. Add that to his pink hair and Natsu equaled a fashion disaster.

Still, she had to admit it looked exactly like what someone would expect him to wear. He was always pushing the boundaries with his outfits. She had a feeling he was competing with Gray and his wild fashion sense, but she dismissed the thought in favor of fixing her hair.

Natsu raided her kitchen while she pulled her long blonde hair into two pig tails with black bows. She left a lock of hair free on both sides of her face to frame it. Smiling, she thought she did pretty well considering she didn’t ask Cancer for any help.

“How do I look?” Lucy asked when she walked into the kitchen, paling when she saw Natsu shoving a whole turkey leg into his mouth, bones and all.

“Hmfph?” he asked, green eyes flitting until they landed on the form of the celestial wizard. Choking, Natsu pounded his fist against his chest until his airway was clear. “Damn! Why are you dressed like that?”

Under his intense gaze, she blushed. “Master told us to look our best… Why? Do you think it’s too much?”

Realizing she misunderstood, Natsu shook his head. “It’s not that, it’s just…” He didn’t know how to say every guy -and probably a few girls- wouldn’t be able to keep their eyes off her. He always knew his partner was beautiful, but today she looked drop dead gorgeous.

He had half a mind to kidnap her and keep her all to himself instead of going to that photo shoot, but he knew Lucy was looking forward to it. Why? He didn’t know. Sorcerer Weekly always printed articles about him, but he never felt flattered or thankful.

Of course his articles covered a lot of the damage he did to cities while on missions, but that was another story.

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Secret Thrill (One Shot)

Summary: You’ve been teasing Roman for a couple of days since got back and when your parents ask the two of you out for dinner, Roman decides to show you what the consequences are.

Warnings: language, smut
(A/N) This idea popped up in my head after seeing gifs of Roman in a suit and I just had to write it down and share it with you guys. And thank you so much @x-fivefoot for helping me out😘♥️. This is also hella long so enjoy guys xoxo

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‘’Like what you see Reigns,’’ I asked with a smirk on my face as I picked some clothes off the floor in our bedroom, my ass in full display. I didn’t have to turn around to know that his eyes were on me with every move I made.

‘’In fact, I love what I see.’’ He murmured. It was a hot summer night and even though it was still bright outside, we decided to just relax a bit.

‘’You do?’’ I turned around and crossed my arms, grabbing the underside of my shirt. I pulled it over my head and put it on the chair, leaving me in only my shorts and lace bra. The fabric hardly covered anything since it was see through. He nodded and threw the sports magazine he was reading beside him as I climbed onto the bed. Too slow in action, Roman reached out for my waist and pulled me on top of him so I was straddling his waist. I bit my lip and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

‘’You look better everytime I come back home,’’ he groaned. I slowly grinded myself against him, feeling him getting harder second by second.

‘’I know,’’ I whispered in his ear. His hands guided my hips, setting a pace. As soon as I felt his hands travel up to unclasp my bra , I stopped and climbed off him. ‘’I’m so tired,’’ I yawned. He looked at me wide eyed.

‘’Baby come one,’’ he whined, ‘’That’s not fair.’’

‘’What do you mean?’’ I innocently asked and kissed him on his check.

‘’Y/n please, all I got from you since I got back is teasing and it’s getting on my nerves.’’

‘’There’s no need for that, we have all the time of the world. Besides that, what’s wrong with me being tired?’’

‘’Yeah sure, you’re ‘tired’,’’ he grunted and rolled on his side, his back facing me. ‘’You’ve been ‘tired’ for literally four days.’’

‘’Ahw come on Ro, don’t be mad, I promise you’ll have your way with me before you’re on the road again,’’ I sweetly said as I hung over his side. His eyes were closed and he looked quite irritated. I don’t want to say that I love seeing him this mad, but I kinda do to be completely honest. Last time when he was home, he was the one who was teasing the shit out of me by whispering dirty things in my ear in public, such as ‘’I wanna fuck you so hard that you’ll be begging me to stop,’’ or ‘’I bet you’re all wet for me babygirl, I can’t wait to eat you out and make you moan my name.’’ He’d get me all turned on and once we got home, he decided to ignore his promises and pretend nothing ever happened. The man even denied saying it. So this time, I decided to play fair and tease him back.

‘’I hope so for your sake,’’ he chuckled and turned on his back again with me on top of him. ‘’You’re lucky I love you.’’

‘’Aawh you’re so sweet,’’ I smiled and kissed his lips. As much as I wanted him, I had to tell myself not to do anything because it was payback. ‘’I love you too, my beautiful husband.’’

‘’Yeah sure,’’ he joked.

‘’You’re only acting like this because you’re not getting laid.’’ I seriously said as I placed my arms on his broad chest, my head on my hands.

‘’Maybe, maybe not. Anyways, I’m just happy to be back.’’

‘’That’s the nicest thing you’ve said so far,’’ I laughed. He shook his head and laughed along. ‘’But for real though, I’m really tired so I’m off.’’

‘’I’ll pretend to believe you and try to sleep as well.’’

‘’I don’t care if you believe me or not, I’m tired and I need my sleep.’’ I rolled off him and lied down on my stomach. I could feel Roman shift his weight, pulling me close to him with his arm, his face nuzzling in the crook of my neck. Just like that, we both drifted off.

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I woke up by the rays of sunlight falling across my face. I slightly opened my eyes and sat up. Roman was not beside me so I figured he was in the bathroom or something. Looking on my phone, I saw that it was already 1 pm. I had several missed calls from my mom so I decided to facetime her.

‘’Honey, how are you and Roman doing,’’ she happily said as she answered right away. ‘’You just woke up, didn’t you.’’

‘’Maybe,’’ I smiled, ‘’We’re great, what about you and dad?

‘’Couldn’t be better hun. I was wondering if the two of you are free tonight.’’

‘’Uhm, yeah, I think so,’’ I thought out loud. Roman came walking into the room with a plate of fruit. ‘’Are you free tonight?’’ I asked him.

‘’Yeah, why?’’

‘’I don’t know,’’ I laughed, ‘’what did you have in mind mom?’’

‘’How does a dinner sound? Just the four of us. You and Roman and me and your dad.’’ She excitedly said. I could tell that this was something she wanted for a long time.

‘’Sounds good to me,’’ Roman said as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

‘’Alright then, a dinner it is,’’ I answered with a smile.

‘’Oh that’s lovely, I’ll meet you guys at 7 at that new Italian place that just had their grand opening. Love you both,’’ she almost shouted. Before one of us could say anything, she hung up.

‘’Good afternoon,’’ Roman chuckled. ‘’I figured you could use something healthy since all you’ve been eating is junk food. Not to mention how unhealthy you’ll be eating tonight.’’

‘’You’re just jealous because all you have to do is eat healthy,’’ I stuck my tongue out and grabbed the plate with fruit. ‘’I normally wouldn’t do this but you can pick my dress for tonight, as long as it stays decent.’’ I warned him. He had this huge smirk on his face as he walked towards the closet. ‘’Decent, I said.’’

‘’I know, I know, don’t worry. I know what decent means.’’ He laughed and opened the doors, looking at all the clothing. ‘’I’ll bet that not even half of the clothes are mine,’’ Roman joked.

‘’A woman with taste, needs her space,’’ I proudly said.

‘’Touché.’’ He absently said as he sat down and opened the box with all my dresses. After studying all of my dresses for about 10 minutes, he stood up. ‘’This one,’’ he held the dress in front of him. I always knew Roman had an amazing taste and I couldn’t fight him on that. It was a long black dress with a slit at two sides of my leg, almost reaching my waist, so that both of my legs would be shown. It had a V neck and spaghetti straps. ‘’You’re wearing this one, whether you like it or not,’’ he chuckled.

‘’Alright, that one it is.’’ I put the plate away and crawled over to the end of the bed and grabbed him by the collar of his t-shirt, pulling him close to me. My lips barely touched his and when he was about to lean in, I grabbed the dress and backed away.

‘’You’re gonna pay for that,’’ he groaned. I just giggled and walked to the bathroom to get ready.

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‘’You done baby?’’ Roman yelled from downstairs. ‘’We gotta leave, it’s almost 7.’’

‘’Almost babe,’’ I yelled back. I stood in front of the mirror, admiring the way I looked. My hair was curled, I didn’t wear any make up besides mascara, eyeliner and lipstick. The dress Roman picked looked really good on me, even if I’m saying it myself. My curves were showing just right. I wore my black heels and made my way down the stairs.

‘’Oh jheeze,’’ Roman said impressed, ‘’damn babygirl, you look breathtaking.’’

‘’Why thank you, you look breathtaking yourself as well,’’ I smiled, meaning what I said. He was wearing a checkered white and blue shirt with a white and blue striped tie. The jacket, just like his pants, were blue-ish. He always looked beautiful so this time there was no difference.

‘’Means a lot coming from my beautiful wife,’’ he grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him. I couldn’t back away this time, I also didn’t want to, he just looked, smelled, felt so good. He kissed me and smiled against my lips.

‘’Oh shush Reigns, let’s go.’’ I giggled. As I turned around, he gave my ass a gentle squeeze before walking outside and locking the door behind him. The car ride was just as usual; us singing along with every song on the radio, even though we didn’t even know the song, talking about how pissed he was that Vince wouldn’t let him wear his new gear. I enjoyed moments like this, knowing we both could talk about anything. Once we arrived, we could see my parents their car parked a little further.

‘’This place is actually pretty nice tho,’’ he admitted as he took my hand in his. We both walked into the restaurant, stunned with how pretty it looked; white and red as the main colors, ivy on the celling and there was an outside part. The waiter said my mom and dad took place at the outside area, which I figured since my mom loves having dinner outside.

‘’Y/n, Roman, my babies,’’ my mom happily said as she stood up to give us a hug. ‘’How are the two of you doing?’’

‘’We’re fine mom,’’ I smiled.

‘’Son, how much do you train because each time I see you, it seems like you’re getting even more muscular than you already are.’’ My dad joked, making Roman laugh.

‘’With my training schedule, it’s possible sir.’’ He replied with a smile. We all sat down and talked a bit before looking at the menu. While being focused on the dishes, I felt Roman’s hand on my bare thigh, sliding up higher. I batted his hand away, but he kept bringing it to the same spot.

‘’So, how’s your career doing?’’ My dad asked Roman.

‘’It’s amazing sir, being able to do what I love every day, makes it even better. The only con is not being home so often,’’ he said, his hand was now on my inner thigh, making me shift in my seat. That was pointless since he is super strong and held me still with just his hand. ‘’But the time I am at home is also the time I love the most.’’

‘’That’s great to hear,’’ my dad smiled. ‘’How was your time on the road this time?’’

‘’It was amazing, I got to see so many places and meet different people,’’ Roman answered. His hand was now rubbing me through the thin material of my panties, making me hold back a moan. I looked over to him, but he was pretending to pay attention to the menu. As I was about to speak, he crept his hand under the thin material, his index finger circling my clit. I covered my mouth with my hand, pretending to yawn. I could kick his ass right now. I started to realize why he picked that dress. He always mentioned how much he adored ‘easy access’ and this dress was just that with the slit as high as my thigh.  

‘’So honey, how are you doing?’’ my mom asked me.

‘I-I’m fine,’’ I stuttered, trying to sound normal. His finger was now slowly pushing inside of me, making it hard to even think.

‘’How is it while Roman is on the road? How do you keep yourself busy?’’ My dad curiously asked.

‘’It’s hard, of course, but I mostly keep myself busy with watching movies, reading and my own work,’’ I almost moaned as he added his middle finger inside of me as well, pushing his fingers deeper. I glanced over next to me and he just looked at me with the sweetest smile.

‘’Good to hear you have a source of distraction.’’

‘’I agree, it’s hard to leave my wife all alone so I’m happy she can take care of herself.’’  Roman answered with a huge smile on his face. This bastard. To make things even worst, he started to rub my clit with his thumb, making my orgasm build with lighting speed. I let out a deep sigh, my breathing got heavier, the pleasure started to build in my lower abdomen. My insides started to clench around his fingers as she was now pumping in and out of me very slowly. There was absolutely no way that I was going to cum near my parents, that’s just insane.

‘’Hi there, can I take your orders?’’ the waiter smiled sweetly. Roman withdrew his fingers and gave me a smirk. The emptiness made me whimper quietly. I could slap him right now.

‘’We both would like the pasta with tomato-basil sauce,’’ Roman answered.

‘’What a gentleman, ordering for his lady as well,’’ my mom smiled. If only she knew what kind of ‘gentle man’ he is being this exact moment. ‘’We’ll have the lasagna please.’’

‘’I wrote that down, anything to drink?’’

‘’A bottle of water will do,’’ my dad answered. The waiter nodded and walked away with writing everything down. When my parents were in a conversation, Roman licked his fingers and hummed while doing so. My stomach turned, wanting him more than ever at the moment.

‘’I bet you taste better than the food baby,’’ he whispered into my ear. Great, now the roles were turned, again. I gave him a ‘are you serious’ look and all he did was grinning. ‘’I can imagine how bad you want me now.’’

‘’You’re a fucking dick,’’ I said through gritted teeth, regretting my choice of words right away. But I could play dirty as well. I bit my lip and my placed my hand on his leg, rubbing up and down.

‘’Y/n,’’ Roman groaned lowly, ‘’I’m warning you.’’

‘’Hmm? What’d you say?’’ I asked innocently as I started to massage his dick through his pants. ‘’Two can play this game, Reigns.’’

‘’This ain’t no game, you have no idea what you just started babygirl.’’ He dangerously said. I smirked back at him while slowly rubbing his dick up and down at an agonizingly slow pace, causing his breath to quicken. He glared back at me, giving me a death stare and I abruptly stopped.

‘’I gotta use the restroom, be right back.’’ I announced with a smile.

‘’Alright sweetheart,’’ my mom replied. I adjusted my dress before standing up and making my way to the ladies room. I was just about to open the door when a hand suddenly appeared, blocking my way. I turned around to see it was Roman.

‘’What do you think you’re doing?’’ he hissed.

‘’Playing back your own game,’’ I grinned.

‘’I warned you y/n.’’ He ushered me into the restroom, making sure that there was no one there. The door was being shut firmly as I bit my lip and looked at him up and down. ‘’You shouldn’t do that, you know what it does to me.’’

‘’What does it do? I can’t remember,’’ I said, pretending I forgot.

‘’You know exactly what it does…’’ he whispered as he wrapped his muscular arms around my waist and pulled me in for a deep kiss. His tongue licked my bottom lip, making me shiver. Without warning, he grabbed my ass and lifted me up, slamming my back against the cold door. ‘’You gonna keep teasing me?’’

‘’Maybe,’’ I answered and bit my lip on purpose. Roman groaned and kissed my neck as he slipped his fingers inside of me for the second time this day. I could be a lot more vocal here, luckily for me and for him since I know how much he enjoys me expressing how good he makes me feel. ‘’Roman, I need you inside of me right now,’’ I admitted under my breath.

‘’Now you do huh?’’ He mumbled against my neck as I felt him unzipping his pants and pulling it down along with his underwear. I could feel the tip against my center and I arched my back, wanting to feel more. He chuckled and slid his thick length inside of me in a fluid motion.

‘’Oh my god..’’ I moaned. He lets me adjust for a few seconds before he starts to thrust. I missed feeling him fill me up like this and he knew.

‘’Goddamn baby, you’re so wet. I missed you,’’ He panted, ‘’fuck I missed your pussy.’’

‘’I missed you too, oh shit,’’ I cried out as he sped up, gripping my waist tighter. ‘’Roman…I’m so close.’’

‘’Already?’’ He asked as he started to rub my clit, making me grip his bicep tighter. I nodded and he chuckled. ‘’I can’t blame you baby.’’

‘’F-fuck you,’’ I chuckled breathless. He smiled and looked down to where our bodies joined. ‘’Roman please.’’

‘’Cum for me baby,’’ he looked me straight in the eyes as he grinded his hips slowly; so slow that I could feel every vein. The friction made me tingle. ‘’That’s it y/n, cum for daddy.’’

‘’Romann,’’ I moaned loudly as I reached my high. Right after, I could feel him release inside of me. We stood in the exact same position to catch our breaths and once we did, he gently pulled out of me and placed me back on my heels again.

‘’I’m so happy I told you to wear that dress,’’ Roman said as he pulled his pants back up.

‘’I should’ve known what you were up to,’’ I laughed. I carefully walked towards the mirror and fixed myself. Roman came up from behind me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing my neck. ‘’We should get back to my parents before they wonder where we are.’’

‘’You’re probably right, let’s see who gives in first.’’ He joked.

‘’You’re unbelievable Reigns,’’ I smiled and shook my head.

Reconsider. (ii)

or… y/n rethinks her decision about leaving harry

category: mild angst & fluff 

part i. part ii.

two months later…

She wakes up to the heavy sound of pans crashing to the floor downstairs, and a cold draft of air brushing over her bare shoulder. Harry had told her that he liked to sleep with the ceiling fan on, but the A/C as well? Was the man raised by Father Christmas himself?

Her hands press around Harry’s white comforter in search for a shirt or maybe a robe to cover her barely clothed body. She’d find some way to keep more of the chilled air to hit any more of her skin. She eventually finds the silk button-up she planned on going to sleep in, down on the floor near Harry’s side of the bed; in the process of picking the shirt up, she finds herself feeling somewhat like a 5-year-old with her very first crush when she thinks about her having her own side of the bed. Of his bed.

When her shirt is somewhat buttoned up, she slips on Harry’s house shoes left by his ensuite bathroom and begins to make her way down the steps. There’s a bit of smoke clouding the area around the kitchen, but the smell coming from the large space was anything but unpleasant. She watched his bare back plate the food on a cute breakfast tray she remembers him buying the other day. He jumps, turning around to face her when he hears his shoes she was wearing slide against the marble tile.

“What are y’- Babe, no.”

She laughs at his peeved expression moving around the counter to press a chaste kiss to his lips. “Harry, it’s 6 in the morning. What are you doing up?”

“I was makin’ you food. Breakfast on your first night over, you’ve gone and ruined that now, haven’t you?”

“Yeah, I was the one that dropped whatever woke me up.”

He can’t help but crack a sheepish smile. “The oil splashed all over the damn handle– impossible to get a grip.”

“Do you need help carrying it to the table?” She moves to pick up a slice of a strawberry before Harry moves to swat her hands away.

“Breakfast in bed, minus the sausages I dropped. Get y’cute ass upstairs and pretend to sleep.”

She’s now the one to swat as his hands with a smile when he tries to grab squeeze of her bum. “One night of sex and you’ve already had a confidence boost?“

“Can’t help it.” he calls as she begins to scurry up his stairs.

“Give me 3 minutes to brush my teeth!”

He’d surprised her with a desk that morning, the main reason he had woken up at 4 in the morning and slept the rest of the day. She appreciated his gesture nonetheless, thankful for him taking the time to build the pesky (and very complicated) piece of furniture.

Every morning since he’d placed the desk on the left wall of his room (right under the window so that she could have the best amount of light), she’d be sat in the comfortable chair he’d provided just a few days later, doing last minute paperwork or typing away for an essay due the following night –her favorite morning talk show playing in the background.

He’d always toss a small pillow at the back of her head when he was finally awake, then spend 10 full minutes trying to convince her to get back in the bed for one last cuddle before she left for school.

When he looks over at the desk now, it’s empty. Her plush fleece sweater was no longer hung over the back of her chair, her laptop wasn’t sitting atop of the surface, displaying a PDF of a book she’s never been able to go out and buy a physical copy of. The desk looked dead, in fact– the light poking through the blinds brought anything but nice thoughts. She left her favorite pencil holders and he wonders if she’d be able to write a “good arse essay” without her lucky pen that was now sitting in an unused cabinet with the rest of her things she forgot.

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Sorry. He’s Busy Right Now.

Norman Reedus x Reader | 18+ Only | NSFW |

Summary: Reader meets Norman at a con and things get heated. I just, I had to. ;)

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Your lips beamed the brightest smile you had worn in quite a while as you watched the man in front of you usher you down the hall, his hand in yours, as his eyes darted around the empty hallway. You stared up and giggled at him as his eyes shifted nervously around in the elevator as you rode together, side by side, to the 18th floor. You stared at the button as it lit up and your eyes darted over to the heavy metal doors as they opened. Your heart starts to race as you nervously think about what is to come next, your body was wildly on board for what was about to come next.

Norman pulled you down the 18th floor’s hallway, winding around a time or two, before finally reaching his room, number 1890. You rub your hands together and self-consciously look down, trying to calm your racing heart. It was like the first time you’d kissed someone, you heart was pounding and your breathing became heavy. It was the first time in a long time you had been with anyone, not to mention Norman Fucking Reedus!

You stare up into the dark doorway and you see his amazing silhouette in the shadows beyond the threshold, beckoning you with his arms open, to cross over into his heaven. You bite your lip, take a deep breath, and nearly run into the room. You instantly wrap your arms around him, now that you know it is just the two of you, and lean your body against his.

Norman catches you with a huff and a smile as you lay your head on his shoulder and look up into his eyes in complete loving wonder. Norman nudged his nose down to yours before walking you both backwards into the door, he used his right hand to lock the deadbolt and the chain, while his left arm wrapped firmly around your body, holding it to his. He didn’t stop there, he walked further and further back until your back pressed harshly against the wooden surface behind you as he pressed his body into yours, pinning you to the door with his hips. He removed the arm that was wrapped around you and put both his arms domineeringly up over your head as he pressed his core into yours and stared darkly into your eyes.

You stare up at him with innocent, yet wild eyes, as your breathing because heavier and you feel yourself getting the urge to put even pressure onto your core because of his actions, you press your hips up into his harder, needing to find some relief to the way he was making you feel.

He grunts and rocks his core and clothed cock into your body a few times, causing your eyes to close and your mouth to moan out in praise, “Oh yeah…” You moaned quietly, as if only to yourself.

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