Request from the lovely @crystalbaby12 for a Jax x Reader based on the following prompt:
#78 - “I need you to be my girlfriend for about 5 minutes.”
Sorry I didn’t include both prompts that you originally asked for!!! Hope you still like it x
A whistle catches your attention, Jax smiling widely at you from across the room. Getting up, you move over to him, eye brows raised in question.
“Last time I checked, I’m not a dog. My name will do if you need my attention.” He continues to grin as you eventually end up smiling, a common reaction when faced with the man you love.
“I always need your attention, darlin.” he flirts, the playful banter a daily occurrence for the two of you. Though you expect it’s harmless on his end, you can’t help but fall deeper and harder for him, him having no idea about your feelings.
“Doesn’t everyone?” you ask sarcastically, moving to stand beside him, the two of you watching as Gemma and some of the others set the table, a family dinner about to take place. You had of course been invited, Gemma loving you like her own, you and Jax being as close as can be since the two of you met each other four years ago.
“You know how you love me?” Your heart stops for a moment, until your mind catches up and realise he’s just talking platonically, your face flushing all the same. “I need you to do me a favour.”
“Is that so? What’s in it for me?” you question, lifting your bottle of beer to your lips, Jax watching you intently. He continues to smile at you, the look of pure adoration as clear as day to outsiders. But not to you.
“Can’t you just help me out of the goodness of your pretty, pretty heart? You wound me.“ He places his hand on his chest, faux offense on his face. Rolling your eyes, you nudge his body with your own, your skin tingling at the connection.
“What do you need?” You wait for him to respond, genuine curiosity on your face. You had no idea what he needed from you, but knowing Jax, it wouldn’t be simple.
“I need you to be my girlfriend for about five minutes.” The alcohol gets stuck in your throat at his request, an unattractive cough breaking out as you try to recompose yourself. Jax chuckles, shaking his head as he watches you with amusement, liking that he can catch you off guard after all this time.
“No way! I refuse to put myself through such torture.” you say, covering up for the fact that you’d actually love to be his girlfriend. Not just for five minutes, though. For a lot longer.
“You haven’t even heard my reasons yet!” he laughs, used to your stubborn behavior. He grabs your hand, his huge one covering your smaller one so perfectly, his skin warm and comforting as he leads you outside the back, the others not noticing as you slip away.
Once you’re outside, Jax pulls a cigarette from his pocket, offering you one in the process, you declining. “Those things’ll kill you, you know.”
“I’ve heard there’s quite a queue, they’ll have to get in line.” Jax jests, his lungs inhaling the nicotine before the smoke escapes from his lips, your fingers tightly gripping your bottle as you remind yourself to breathe.
“So, please entertain me. Why do you need me to fake date you? I’m sure you’re not short on potential candidates.” You hike yourself up onto the brick wall, your boots just about touching the floor.
“Straight to the point, as usual.” He takes a seat next to you, your thigh brushing his in such a delightful way. “My mom has invited some chick round, thinks we’d get on well.”
You feel like you’ve been punched in the gut, the thought of Jax with somebody else so painful even though you should be used to it by now, females seeming to be everywere he goes.
“You never know, you might like her. Your mom has good taste.” you encourage, trying to keep your expression as natural as possible, not wanting to let on how you really feel about this idea.
Jax shrugs, taking his last drag before throwing the stub to the floor, his eyes finding yours, you looking down from the intensity of his gaze. “Of course she has good taste. She’s been trying to hook us up for years.”
You smile into your lap, a red hot blush covering your cheeks as butterflies flutter in your stomach as Jax gauges your reaction.
“Is that so?” you challenge, the tension between the two of you rising as you look up at Jax, determined to hold his gaze as your faces stay only inches apart.
Jax hums in confirmation, his tongue running over his bottom lip. You break away, your eyes moving in front of you. His thigh moves from yours as he pushes himself off the wall, his body coming to stand in front of you as he pulls you up, you letting him.
“This is new.” you say as Jax pulls you closer to him, his hands resting on your back to keep you from moving away, not that you would. Nevertheless, you remain stiff, not wanting to make a move incase it’s too much.
Jax senses this, rolling his eyes dramatically, huffing as he leads your arms, placing them around his neck, his hands going back to where they were before as you’re pressed up against one another.
“Does that bother you?” he mumurs, the distance between you so small that even if he whispered, you’d hear it as clear as day. You shrug your shoulders shyly, your cheeks definitely a bright shade of red. “You’ve gotta get used to this if you wanna be convincing.”
You can’t control your change in moods as you realise Jax is only doing all of this so you’ll help him get rid of some chick, a sigh leaving your lips as you push at his chest, a confused expression on his face as he removes his grip from you, you stepping back to create distance.
“Is that all I’m useful for, hm? Helping you make excuses so your entourage backs off?” Jax goes to defend himself, you stopping him with your hand. “Save it, Jackson. Thanks for making it clear.”
“Making what clear? What are you talking about?” He grabs your wrist as you turn away, you snatching your arm back as if you’ve been burnt by his touch. He looks completely clueless as he studies you, you trying to compose yourself before you start blubbering in front of him.
“I’m talking about us!” you say, gesturing between the two of you. Sighing, you run your hand through your fringe, trying to think before you speak. “I get that I’m not enough for you, that all I’ll ever be is a friend. But really, asking me to be your girlfriend for five minutes before you drop me again? I’ll pass, thanks.”
“I didn’t think you’d mind! You’ve done it for me before-” Jax stops mid sentence, realisation hitting him in the face like a bus. You frown as he begins to smile, his tongue slipping out of his mouth slightly as he nods towards you. “You’re jealous aren’t you?”
You freeze for a moment, shock on your face, before you feign disgust. Scoffing, you cross your arms defensively. “You wish.”
“Don’t try and lie to me, don’t forget I know you better than anyone.” You curse under your breath as you realise you’ve stepped in a big pile of metaphorical dog shit, and you’re unable to see a way out of it. “You like me.”
“Obviously. You’re my best friend.” you say, trying to remain casual. Jax slowly moves closer to you, you moving backwards until you come into contact with the side of the house, the brick firm against your back. Jax continues to move as you stand, trapped, your palms sweaty due to your nerves.
“That’s not what I mean and you know it.” he teases, his hands being placed either side of your head as he boxes you in, his face hovering just above yours. “You like me, like me.
“What are you, twelve?” You keep your eyes focused on his, your anxiety almost getting the better of you. Your stomach flips when you see his gaze flick to your lips, you swallowing nervously.
He moves even closer to you, your eyes fluttering closed as he brushes his nose against yours, his breath fanning onto your lips. “I don’t hear any denial.”
“Just kiss me if you’re going to, you idiot.” You open your eyes quick enough to catch Jax with slight shock on his face, before you close them again at the feel of his lips upon yours. You grip his shirt in your fist as you enjoy the moment you’ve been dreaming about for years.
Jax sucks on your bottom lip teasingly, a moan erupting from inside of you. You’re embarrassed for a moment, that is until Jax moans in response, his hands sliding to your ass as he squeezes, lifting you up and pushing you against the brick.
“Guys-” Chibs’ voice interrupts the two of you, his sentence cut short as he sees how you’re occupied. He smirks, you red faced as Jax remains calm and collected. “Gemma is looking for you. No rush, though, take your time.”
He winks at the two of you before disappearing back inside, Jax still holding you as you wiggle to get down. Chuckling, Jax complies with your request, placing you carefully back on the floor. “Continue this later?”
You hum, slipping your fingers up his shirt, his skin warm as he flexes under your touch. Leaning up, you move to his ear, your hand drifting to the waistband of his boxers.
“We’ll see.” With that, you separate from him quickly, slipping back inside with a parting wink.
A/N - Longer than usual but I hope you guys liked it anyway! Xxx
my thoughts on 5x20 (and why it’s better than 3x20)
WOW. I woke up, the sun was shining, my skin was clear, Olicity is rising and Arrow is back on top again. GOD BLESS.
So I’m doing something different with this recap. Normally I just give bullet-point impressions of the ep. Today I’m doing bullet-point reasons of why I think this ep is better than 3x20. If you know me, then you know that 3x20 has long been my favorite Arrow episode. I had severe doubts that 5x20 could top it. Even when the spoilers started coming out. But then I saw 5x20.
This episode had THRILLS.
The way it started, with Felicity on the floor and Oliver scoping the bunker out with the gun?? Protective!Oliver is hot hot hot! 🔥
The way these two bickered in the present day was harsh and rough and absolutely appropriate given how 5x19 ended.
It was also very married and adorable and them. They were more real with each other here than they were in 3x20, I hate to say.
The flashbacks (which the title card said took place 11 months ago… but then MG said on Tumblr last night that he felt it took place closer to 5x01 than it did 4x23 so… basically… somewhere in the summer. Let’s say LATE AUGUST and call it a day) were so full of tension-laden chemistry that I about burst into flames during that scene with Felicity cooing over his boo-boo on his arm.
Yeah that’s another reason 5x20 >>>> 3x20: the flashbacks. Olicity focused flashbacks beat s3 Hong Kong flashbacks any day.
Olicity was so much of this episode. And anything that wasn’t Olicity was the team trying to save Olicity. And Dyla working out their shit. That sure beats Lazarus Pit resurrection and joining the LoA if you ask me.
Oliver and Felicity having a picnic on the mats, eating take-out and drinking two (2!!!) bottles of wine is basically fanfic. ITS FANFIC.
Oliver coaching Felicity on how to do the salmon ladder is also FANFIC.
Oliver demonstrating for Felicity is basically the most preening show pony he’s ever been and I’m here for it. So is she.
As demonstrated by her jumping him with a kiss right after. You get him, girl!
Okay, I’m not sure a love scene this hot on network tv during the 8pm hour is allowed. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
But it’s also fun? Cuz they’re enjoying themselves and each other? And tender? Cuz of all the hearteyes? How is this better than 3x20? I don’t know but it IS. It feels… righter.
Also: full-on “morning after” scene where they’re cuddled up NAKED together on the mats. NAKED. NAAAAKEEEEED.
They want me dead. That’s all there is to say. This cuddling is TOO MUCH.
Of course then things have to get real with Felicity saying it doesn’t mean anything. Oliver’s eyes are saying “excuse you, it meant A LOT to me!”
Also: “it was nice”. GIRL PLEASE. It was more than nice. Oliver, you’re not gonna take that lying down are you? Show your girl what “nice” really is. 🔥🔥🔥🔥
Or…. save it for the reunion sex. I wouldn’t mind that.
(this said, I still am not convinced we’ll get reunion sex… are we that lucky? i have my doubts)
BUT Felicity was right to say what she did. And she did give Oliver and opening. Figure your shit out and get back to me.
Newsflash: he didn’t get back to her. 🤦♀️
BUT! The present day shows them finally talking this shit out. The shit they should have talked out an EON ago.
Oliver trusts her, he will always trust her. He doesn’t trust himself. He’s not sure if he’s a monster or a hero.
The tear when he told her this nearly murdered me. Death by tear.
Felicity is sure he’s a hero, but he has to believe it. But when he does… it’s ON.
In case you’re concerned: this ties Olicity’s fate with the main conflict of the season. Once Oliver has what he needs to defeat Chase, he will have what he needs to reunite with Felicity.
So if you’re one of those people who keeps sending me anons, step away from the ask box and read one of my posts. THEY ARE REUNITING IN S5. 5x20 CONFIRMED IT. Stop asking me if I still think they’re reuniting. 😂 It’s obvious that I do!
Where was I? OH YES. Okay, so 3x20 ended with Olicity separated and Oliver selling his soul to the LoA. 5x20 ended with hope for our favorite pair reuniting (and for good this time).
Is there any comparison? I don’t think so.
Also, Chase approaching William. I am officially shook.
God bless this episode. And god bless Olicity. This is my ship. The stunts, the arguments, the selfless acts of heroism, the heart to heart conversations… this is why I’m here.
+ hoseok gets questioned about your two twin daughters (mixed obv, black & korean); “from where are they adopted?” and he gets upset about it, kinda goes off and goes home to you, his loving wife. you comfort him and it’s just cute.
it was just another day in seoul with your husband, hoseok and your two twin kids (8); yuri and soonyoung.
although you were upstairs, you could hear everything that was going on downstairs. soonyoung and yuri were arguing about what shoe they should wear. they were speaking english which actually made you happy since they spoke korean majority of the time.
since it wasn’t that bad of an argument, you decided to let them fuss it out and pull the covers over your head.
a faint smile appeared on your face as you heard hoseok run up the stairs. you pulled the covers down to your chest and awaited his entrance.
“baby they’re arguing in english. you know i don’t understand!” he pouted as he plopped down beside you and stared at the ceiling.
“they’re arguing about which shoes to wear.” you giggled at how cute he was when he pouted.
“ooooh…i knew that! i only.. understood…shoe though..” he struggled to say the whole sentence in english which you thought was adorable. “why are you not coming again?”
“maybe because of last night. also, maybe because the girls just got back and i think that you should spend some time with them.” you repeated for the fifth time in a sarcastic tone.
“last night…” he let out a sigh of relief and bit down on his lip as he thought about the things that occurred a few hours ago. “we should send the girls away or get a babysitter more often.”
“you’re really needy these days.” you laughed. it was the first time in about two months that you two had sexual intercourse. so, last night was incredible.
“yah don’t pretend like you’re not either.” he playfully smacked his lips.
“come here.” you giggled and spoke softly, while tugging on his shirt.
he leaned down and kissed you, while letting his hands roam wherever they pleased. you didn’t mind repeating last night even if you were sore but of course, your daughter’s were here (not that that was a bad thing). hoseok wasn’t even aware of his actions, once he had you.. he couldn’t get enou-
“ahhhh!” the twins screamed from the doorframe. “how were we made this way i don’t get it?” yuri whispered to soonyoung.
“i don’t know, but whatever aunt (a/n) says is true.” yuri shrugged.
hoseok crawled off of you and made his way over to the kids. he squated down in front of them and let out a small sigh.
“you saw that didn’t you?”
they both nodded. “yes appa we saw you touching eomma in weird ways. but it’s okay we can wipe it from our memories!” soonyoung giggled and poked at hoseok’s dimple that appeared once he looked down and smirked out of embarrassment.
“i see you two made a decision..” he said as he noticed the girls’ shoes. that smirk of embarrassment quickly turned into a proud smile.
“do we look swag like uncle yoongi?” yuri asked.
both you and hoseok cringed and laughed at the question. “not even uncle yoongi says that anymore sweethearts.” he paused and let out a light chuckle. “but you both look really cute.”
“come here…soonyoung and yuri.” you called for them. you watched as they ran over to you and jumped on the bed.
“yes mommy?!” they asked in unison.
it was a cuteness overload to see them side by side, wearing the biggest smiles on their faces. they had the same exact smile and eyes as hoseok, and of course they were cheery, just like him.
“you two are sure to get a tan, so make sure appa let’s you play out there in the sun okay? melanin is a beautiful thing, and don’t forget that.” you smiled.
“i would never not let them out in the sun! i love their tanned skin!” hoseok scoffed and sat down next to you.
“stop being a baby!” the twins said as they hopped into his arms, making him fall back.
he wrapped his arms around them and kissed the top of their heads. “sometimes eomma is just…” he paused and looked at you, making sure to choose his words carefully. “a meany and she doesn’t believe in me.”
“aww mommy!” the twins looked up at you and poked their bottom lip out, pretending to have sympathy for appa seok.
hearing what hoseok said made you scrunch your nose up and your lips purse. “baby do we have a problem? why are you lying on my name like that?” ten seconds later of trying not to laugh, you ended up letting it out.
“yahhhh see she’s crazy!” he started to laugh along with you. “but seriously, i’ll make sure that they get enough sun.”
you sat up and signaled for yuri to sit between your legs. “soonyoung can you go and get the toothbrush and edge control for me?”
soonyoung went running to the bathroom, quickly coming back with the two items that you asked for.
“i can do soonyoung’s hair.” hoseok said with hope (that you would allow him to) in his eyes.
you eyed him for a moment while you thought about wether or not you should let him. after a minute of thinking you spoke, “fine, go ahead.”
soonyoung sat in front of hoseok and handed him the small container of edge control along with the toothbrush.
“slay my edges appa!” she said in english, getting excited that he was doing her hair.
“what did she say? appa what? a slay?” hoseok pursed his lips together.
“she said, do her edges well.” you giggled after face palming yourself. why was your husband like this?
hoseok nodded his head and started on her hair. first, he did exactly what you did; he took out soonyoung’s ponytail and replaced it with two. her part was… surprisingly straight. then, he opened up the edge control and dipped the toothbrush in.
“okay i see you..” you smirked, watching him as he went.
he did good. it was his first time and he actually laid them. you were a proud wife.
“i killed this!” he gassed himself up and high fived soonyoung after she looked in the mirror and agreed.
once you finished with yuri’s, you laid back down. since hoseok and the girls were about to leave, you were planning on catching a few more z’s.
“alright kiss mommy and tell her you’ll see her later.” he paused and waited until they were finished. “wait for me downstairs.”
“see you later eomma!” after they left, hoseok went over to you and pecked your lips. “we’ll be back later, i love you y/n.”
“i love you too.”
you watched as he left and listened as the front door shut. now, it was time to do what you loved to do; sleep.
“appa can you push us on the swings!?” the girls asked hoseok while they both grabbed one of his hands and pulled him towards the swing.
“okay but this is the last thing that we do before heading home.” he nodded even though it didn’t matter sense he was already on his way there. “and remember that you should ask and wait for an answer. you can’t just assume things alright?”
“alright appa.” they hopped on the swings and dangled their feet.
he checked his pockets to make sure that he still had his keys and phone before he started. “ready?”
“yes!” they shouted in unison, causing a few curious and startled heads to turn.
he began pushing them, keeping them at the same rate since they would scream ‘that’s unfair’ in a heartbeat.
while he pushed them, he couldn’t help but smile at how beautiful and unique his girls looked. their skin was the tannest skin in the park. only they had brown skin, curly hair, and that wonderful coconut oil scent.
“you two are so beautiful, you know you’re my world right?” he smiled.
“i thought eomma was your world.” yuri said out of confusion.
“she is too.” hoseok chuckled and continued to push the girls, allowing them to get higher each time. their cheers were like music to his ears. every time they cheered him on, he would just get happier.
“excuse me?” an unfamiliar voice called from behind him.
he turned around slowly until he was facing the unknown person. he smiled once he noticed that it was an ajumma. “hello, is there something wrong?”
“um well yes.. i’m kind of curious.” she was a blushing mess but hoseok brushed off her weird vibe since things like this happened often.
“curious about what?” he raised his eyebrows and looked back for a second to make sure that the girls were still behind him. they were still swinging, having a random conversation with each other.
“those two girls that you were just pushi-”
“my daughter’s? what about them?” he started to go into protective daddy mode.
“ohh they’re your…daughter’s? from where did you adopt them?” she kept that same smile on her face. she didn’t have a clue.
hoseok inhaled a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. he did not want to curse an older woman out, he could never forgive himself. he ended up not saying anything and instead, he just stared at her.
“hello? where did you get them from?” she pushed on the question. “they can’t possibly be your biological children.” she laughed.
“these are my biological children and i’m married, to a beautiful black woman. i’m not about to let you disrespect my family like this. it’s people like you who can’t get over the past and yourselves. realize that the world is changing. interracial relationships are happening these days and interracial children are being made. my two daughters and my wife don’t deserve this. they’re people just like you. it was very ignorant of you to just assume that they were adopted. think twice before you say shit lady. and you’re lucky that my wife isn’t here. she would’ve..” he shook his head and stopped himself from going any further. he decided that it was best to just walk away to the car and get the girls.
as he strapped them in, he heard someone running up to him.
“hey! hey! hey!” the same lady shouted as she stopped in front of him. “i want to apolo-”
“then apologize.” he spoke sternly as he cut her off.
“i’m so sorry if i offended or upsetted you, i’m just not used to seeing… mixed children or at least not a black and korean family. it’s new and so i’m sorry for my ignorance.”
all that hoseok could do was nod and get into the car. as he started the engine, he looked at the girls. he observed their facial features; eyes and lips just like his; a nose just like yours and their skin was like caramel and honey.
aside from their unique beauty, they looked worn out, which was what he expected since they moved around so much.
“y'all are tired?” he asked the obvious question.
they both tilted their heads to the side and made that ‘you know the answer’ face that you always made. “yes appa.” they said in unison.
he chuckled and turned back around. “do you want to bring eomma some food back?”
“yes if we get food too!” they responded.
“crazy…” he chuckled again and said to himself. of course everyone was gonna get food.
you hated when hoseok would bring food for you and the kids but not himself. ever since you told him that, he would make sure that he got something to eat too. eating together as a family in the household was a must.
“eomma!” the girls shouted at the top of their lungs as they ran upstairs to you.
they jumped on the bed to wake you up…but…that didn’t work. you were in a deep sleep.
“appa! eomma won’t wake up!” yuri shouted which caused hoseok to run up the stairs.
“y/n…” he called your name. you didn’t answer, so he continued to call your name until he realized that that wouldn’t work. “go downstairs and eat. me and eomma will be down in a minute.” he told the girls.
once they left out of the room, he climbed on top of you and kissed you all over your face. “baby..baby…baby…i have food.”
as expected, your eyes shot open and you pushed him off of you. “where…?” you looked around.
“downstairs.” he paused once he caught the death glare that you had sent him. “anyways, baby something happened today at the park and i’m upset about it.” his smile faded as he remembered what happened earlier.
“what happened?” you pursed your lips together and sat up.
“an ajumma….she asked if yuri and soonyoung we’re adopted.” he spoke lowly.
“and what did you say? you raised an eyebrow, hoping that he would tell you about how he cursed her out or something along those lines.
“let’s just say, i let her know some things.” he paused and sighed. “i just hate that there’s actual people out here that thinks that our daughters are adopted. they make it seem like i did something wrong.”
you shook your head and tugged on his clothing, indicating that you wanted him to come closer. he slid over to you and rested his head on your stomach. he grabbed your right hand and didn’t let it go. “baby, there will always beignorant people in this world but the best that we can do is ignore them and not let them interfere with our happiness. you know, narrow minded and adjusted peoplehate to see those who are like insurgents to the ‘normal or right way’ enjoying their life….they have to try to fuck it up somehow. that’s just how it goes. but we…we are a strong family. we are with those insurgents. when we’re happy, they’re not. yuri and soonyoung are such blessings to both me and you aren’t they?” you paused to let him answer your obvious question.
“yes, i love my daughter’s to death. i love you too.” he sniffled and wiped his face which let you know that he was crying.
“yuri and soonyoung!” you shouted.
within seconds, your two little sunshines came running into the room. their smiles quickly faded though, once they saw that their father was in tears.
“appa..? what’s wrong?” soonyoung asked, on the verge of tears.
“it’s okay soonyoung, he’s crying because…he loves.” you said while rubbing his back in a circular motion. “how much do you love appa?”
“i love appa so so so so so so much! i love him with all my heart!” yuri said as she jumped up and down.
“i love him so very much. he is my bestfriend.” soonyoung added on.
“and i love you more than anything so stop crying and give your wife and kids a hug.” you giggled and ran your fingers through his hair until he got up and pulled yuri and soonyoung into a hug
“i love the both of you so much.” they hugged him back. it was honestly the cutest when the three of them hugged, the love of your life and the beautiful children that the two of you created..it was your aesthetic.
“come here baby.” hoseok reached an arm out to you, you went over to them and joined in on the hug.
“nothing will ever break us apart alright? we are a strong and beautiful family. let no one tell you anything different.” (-hoseok)
“If someone had told him two weeks ago he would be on illegal drugs and hanging out with Derek Hale, he would probably have punched them. Life was funny sometimes.”
Stiles is about to turn seventeen and present, find out whether he’s an alpha, a beta or an omega. A lot is riding on it and Stiles is nervous as hell. He hadn’t expected Derek Hale, of all people, to be helping him out, but when you’re in deep shit and the guy’s handing you a paddle, what else are you going to do?
The witch had been hoping to turn him into something monstrous when she cast the spell on Derek; Stiles could have laughed at her attempt. The spell was crafted to reveal Derek’s true nature and to bring it to the surface, transforming him into whatever shape it took. She had been hoping that he was an angry monster inside, but Stiles knew better. Derek wasn’t a monster. Nothing about him was ever monstrous.
Of course, Stiles hadn’t really expected this outcome either. ———- In which Derek is de-aged and Stiles takes care of him
“But Deaton, how do we change him back?” “I don’t know, Scott.” “Does this potion contain wolfs bane?” “A little.” “What?! But he's… he is… ” Stiles watched as Scott struggled for the correct word, totally freaking out, and gestured at the twitching blanket in Cora’s hold. “… so small,” Scott murmured after a beat. Stiles let out a heavy sigh. He strained his neck to get a better look at him, his lips curving a little when the two tiny hands peeked out from the edge of the blanket and tried to grab a gleaming stud on Cora’s dress. “Aha, d’you like it, baby bro?” Cora cooed at the baby, rounding her painted lips for unnecessary cuteness, as if that would work. He might be a baby, but in there, somewhere, he was still Derek Hale for god’s sake.
The familiar tone of a facetime call rang from your phone across the room, and you smiled at the name that appeared on the screen before you answered, taking a second to connect.
“baby girl” Sammy smiled seeing your face on his screen.
“hi babe” you smiled, walking over to your bed and laying down.
“how’s my girl?” he asked.
“good. just missing you, but what’s new?”
see, you were at your parents for a small vacation. You lived in L.A. attending the art school of your dreams, and your family lived in Miami. You had a break from school, so you had decided to go home for the month, mostly cause you missed your family so much.
Your parents were glad to have you home, knowing once you finished school you would be staying out there permanently. And they knew how serious you and Sammy were and your parents absolutely adored him, and your little sister had the biggest crush on him, but she was 12, and you were 21, so you weren’t too worried, plus Sammy found it adorable.
You and Sammy had been together nearly 3 years now, and your whole family loved him. So much. He was actually flying out for the last week of your stay a your parents so he could see your family, but also see you. When you had left he had been doing a small tour stopping in only 13 cities along the west coast, so he was gone for 3 weeks before, and now you had to go three more without seeing him, his tour ending three days after you had left.
“awe don’t worry babe, I’ll be there tomorrow!” Sammy smiled, switching the camera to his suitcase he had packed.
“I know! I can’t wait” you smiled, biting your lip.
You and Sammy talked a bit more, just about the plans for the week he was here. Your family wanted to take you guys out to dinner one night, and your dad wanted one afternoon with him reserved to watch the game, and your little sister Raelyn wanted to go to the beach at least once. For a little 12 year old she was surprisingly smart, talking about how she’d get to see his ‘hot bod’ there.
You didn’t care, you just couldn’t wait to be in his presence. You didn’t even go this long without seeing him when he was on tour. You weren’t clingy by any means, you were actually pretty chill and laid back, but it’s been nearly a month since you’ve seen him.
You had set an alarm, because Sammy said his flight was supposed to land at noon, so you set your alarm for 9 so you could get ready and everything and then go get him from the airport.
unfortunately for you, you didn’t wake up to your alarm. In fact, you woke up before it…Raelyn had this habit of always coming into your room and waking you up. Usually she wanted you to help her coordinate her outfit, or sometimes she even wanted you to take her somewhere.
So when you felt someone shaking your arm you were kinda annoyed. You knew she was doing this because she wanted to go with you to the airport, and she always got over excited about stuff like that so she would always wake you up early.
“Rae…Just give me 5 more minutes” you muttered into the pillow, but the shaking didn’t stop.
“Rae” you groaned, turning to finally look at her.
“what?” she asked, a sweet smile on her face.
“just give me like 5 more minutes” you pleaded.
“fine” she rolled her eyes, getting up and walking out of your room.
you laid in bed and couldn’t fall back asleep. You were too excited to finally see Sammy in what felt like ever. 5 minutes later though, Raelyn walked back in and you got out of bed, deciding to shower in your en suite to get ready.
30 minutes later you were out of the shower and had just thrown on an outfit.
You had walked out into your room taking the towel to your hair to get it dry when the door opened.
You whipped your head towards the door while speaking “don’t you ever kno-Sammy!?” you stopped yourself.
In your doorway was Sammy, a smile plastered on his face.
You didn’t even say anything but ran over to him and jumped into his arms.
“what are you doing here?” you muttered into his neck, where you had buried your head.
“I got an early flight. I wanted to surprise you and your dad got me from the airport this morning” he chuckled a bit, walking towards your bed and plopping down on top of you.
You smiled up at him. It didn’t matter that you two had been together for three years. You fell for him harder and harder everyday. You knew that he was the boy that you were going to marry when the time came. You two were crazy for one another, everyone could see it.
“I love you” you muttered.
“I love you too babe” he smiled, leaning down and placing his lips onto yours softly.
Sammy’s been with you now for 3 days, but you feel like you have barely seen him. Of course, he’s been spending time with your family, which you didn’t mind, you found it adorable they all got along so well. You’re just kind of irritated.
You wanted alone time with Sammy. Lately you’ve been feeling rather sexually frusturated. The last time you had had sex was nearly two months ago. You had went to see Sammy on his tour and you two had a quickie before he went on stage, and then after the show you guys had went out for drinks with everyone.
And you planned that tonight you could finally have some alone time. everyone had went out to dinner, and you thought when you got home you two could be alone, but Raelyn and her friend Carson wanted to play apples to apples, which you guys did, because they were practically begging Sammy.
At around 11, you decided you were going to bed, cause clearly you wouldn’t be getting anything tonight, your little sister and her friend had practically stolen your boyfriend.
You said goodnight, to which Sammy said he’d be up in a bit, and you headed off to bed. Putting on one of Sammy’s nebraska tee shirts he gave you a long time ago, and your panties, you laid in bed, and within 15 minutes you were asleep.
you were moaning out his name as he filled you up. It had felt like it had been forever since he had been inside you, and you loved it. It felt so good, him sliding in and out of you slowly. You were close. So close. Clenching around him moaning out his name as his lips captured yours to keep you quiet. you were about to cum
your eyes shot open. Looking around you realized you were dreaming. Of course. Looking beside you you saw the time was 2:05 in the morning. Looking next to you you saw Sammy sleeping.
If you hadn’t been so sexually frusturated the past month and a half, you probably wouldn’t have had that dream. If you weren’t horny earlier, you definitely were now.
Nudging Sammy a bit and muttering his name.
“hmmmm” he hummed into his pillow.
“babe…wake up” you spoke. You didn’t care it was 2 in the morning. You needed it.
A groan was Sammy’s response, but nevertheless he turned and sat up a bit, one eye open and looking at you.
“yes?” he asked.
“I love you” you smiled.
“you didn’t wake me up to tell me you love me…what’s up?” he asked, sitting up fully, his back against the headboard.
“but I do love you” you spoke, crawling over him a bit so you were straddling him. “you know that right?” you asked, your hands on his shoulders as you looked in his eyes.
“of course. I love you too” he muttered, his voice still raspy from just waking up.
You smiled and leaned in and pressed your lips to his. Pecking his lips several times before trailing your kisses along his jaw and making your way to his neck.
“babe…w-what are you doing” he asked, as gave him a little love bite before making your way back to his lips.
“I just love you a lot” you muttered against his skin before your lips were back on his.
Sammy’s hands were on your hips as you started to make out with him, slowly starting to grind on him. Sammy let out a little chuckle and pulled away from the kiss, causing you to look at him.
“you did not wake me up at 2 a.m. because you were in the mood” he laughed, looking at you.
“Sammy” you whined, throwing your head back. “it’s been forever” you admitted when you looked back at him.
“really?” he asked a light chuckle coming from him. “this couldn’t wait until later?”
“Sammy. It’s been over a month. I need you” you spoke, pouting your lip and giving him your puppy dog eyes.
Sammy shook his head and rolled his eyes before wrapping you up in his arms and rolling the two of you over so he was on top of you. Looking into one another’s eyes, he let out a little chuckle before he smashed his lips on yours.
He started to grind into you, feeling the small little bulge he had in his boxers against your core made you 10 times hornier, finally feeling him even if it was through clothes.
Both of you were turned on. Sammy didn’t realize how bad he had wanted, or needed you actually. In a matter of minutes you were left in just Sammy’s old shirt, and he was naked, laying back on your bed as you crawled back up to him, licking your lips with a satisfied smiled on your face.
“god, I forgot how good you were at that” he let out a little laugh as you moved to straddle him. You smiled at him as you hovered above his cock, reaching down, ready to remove your shirt.
“no…keep it on, you look sexy as fuck in my clothes”
You let go of the shirt and reached down and grabbed Sammy’s dick, aligning the tip with your entrance and slowly sinking down on it, throwing your head back as he filled you up.
You started to rock your hips back and forth, grinding on him slowly. His hands on your waist as he started to guide you, increasing your speed.
It was passionate, and you loved it. Sex with Sammy always was. He made you feel so good. He pleased you in ways no man ever had before.
You had started to ‘bounce’ on him, your pace quickening, and the sound of your guys’ skin hitting filling the room. You bit your lip to hold in your moans, but they still fell from your throat.
Sammy flipped the two of you over, you looking up at him now as he pounded into you. Pushing your shirt up just enough to expose your boobs, watching them with each thrust as they bounced up and down.
Your back arched up off the mattress as you bit your lip. You wanted to scream out his name. You were so close.
Sammy was grunting with each thrust, getting sloppier and you let out a loud moan, Sammy’s eyes going wide, realizing it was 2:30 in the morning, and you had nearly screamed.
Sammy reached down, running his finger against your lip, you opening up and him slipping a finger into your mouth, you immediately sucking on it. Your eyes were rolling to the back of your head.
You clenched around Sammy, knowing you were close. Sammy removed his finger and reached down and started rubbing your clit as he thrusted into you.
You moaned out as you came, your body convulsing and you seeing stars. Sammy rode out your high as he got closer to his. You knew he was close as he started to get sloppier, and he had also sorta fallen on top of you and was moaning into your ear.
You started talking to him as he tried to reach his release.
“Sammy” you whined in his ear “please cum in me” you muttered.
Sammy let out an almost growl in your ear, losing his control he bit down on your shoulder as he came, filling you up.
Riding out his high, he rolled off you with a huff.
“god” he breathed out. “you were right” he let out a little chuckle.
“right” you let out a little giggle, snuggling into him, and pecking his lips.
“I’m not even mad you woke me up at 2 am for that” Sammy laughed, wrapping his arms around you and the two of you falling asleep.
Summary: In which (Y/N) is as shy as can be and Jack is her first real relationship.
Dedicated too: The anon who requested this a good few days ago, I hope you enjoy!!xo
“You writing again, love?”
(Y/N) looks up from her laptop and blushes slightly, though she nods her answer and presses her lips together softly as she glances back down at her progress. “The publisher gave me a date, said i needed to be done two months in advance to give time for editing.”
Jack nods in understanding and sits down on the couch next to her, wraps his arm around her shoulders and tugs her closer to him, reading the words over her shoulder. He absolutely adored reading what she wrote, and owned around twenty different copies of each and every book that she’d had published. For a twenty year old, who had her first book published when she was only sixteen, (Y/N) had already accomplished the dream she’d been working towards since she was three years old - and Jack couldn’t have possibly been more proud.
She types a few more words, her fingers moving so quickly across the keyboard that they blurred. Jack pulls his mobile out of his pocket, and (Y/N) looks over her shoulder at him slowly. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, just the boys asking if they can come over.” He mumbles, pressing his face into into her hair and inhaling softly as her cheeks burn red. “You mind?”
She shakes her head, closing the lid of her laptop and leaning forward, placing it on the coffee table and curling back up into Jack’s side with her knees pulled up to her chest and her head resting on his shoulder. “Yeah, they can come over. I guess I could do with a break.”
Jack rolls his eyes, "you’ve been working non-stop for almost seven hours now, a break is the least you deserve.“
She grins and glances up at him, leaning into his touch when his uses the pad of his thumb to trace the birthmark on her cheek. "If I don;t get this book finished in tine, you have no idea how mad Maria will be.”
“Maria was mad when you called her up at one am and asked if she could read over your work with you. She’s not crazy.” He smirks, leaning down to brush his nose against hers. “Not like you are,”
She blushes and looks down at her lap, entwining her hand through his in her lap and fiddling with his fingers lovingly. “I’m not crazy.”
“You’re not?” He shuffles a little, picking her up and placing her down onto his lap, her legs straddling his waist in order for him to be able to look up into her eyes. “That’s funny, because if I remember correctly, I found you asleep in the bathtub at three am because you insisted that you could channel your inner Dalton Trumbo.”
She whines and pouts, looking down into his eyes with doe like ones that managed to soften his entire face. “I was lacking inspiration; and it wasn’t like I asked you to take a photo.”
He chuckles and cups her cheeks in his hands, pulling her head down and brushing their lips together softly. “You looked so peaceful, I had to capture the moment.”
She hums against his lips, opening her eyes and counting the different shades of blue that surrounded his iris with a mental sigh. “And you just had to send it to the boys?”
“In my defence, I made them all promise not to post it on any social media.”
She snorts and throws her head back in amusement, Jack smirking at the smile on her face as he wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her flush against his chest. She looks down at him in surprise, but he simply rolls his eyes and leans up, their lips meeting as he held her against him closely.
They sit together for a while, their lips connected and Jack’s hands wrapped firms around her hips - simply making the most of their time together before the boys were due to arrive. Though neither party took into account the fat that the boys had only been a few minutes away when they asked permission, and that Conor had a key.
So with Jack hovering over (Y/N)’s body, their bodies flush together, the whole buttercream squad walked into the room and all froze in place, all but Caspar, who screamed childishly and hid his face in Oli’s shoulder. “This is porn! I’m only a child!”
Jack and (Y/N) jump apart, both panting heavily, Jack glaring at his friends immediately and (Y/N) blushing a darker red then any of the boys had ever thought possible. She stares down at her feet, having jumped up from the couch the moment Caspar made them known. This was new, shed never been seen kissing anyone so patiently, let alone be caught by a whole group of people with her boyfriend having over her.
(Y/N) was new to this, well to be honest, she was new to everything. Jack was her first real relationship; she’d always been too shy to find someone to fall in love with. But everything with Jack was different, even from the beginning. Sure, you were still shy as hell around him, and blushed whenever he’d kiss you, but after a while you grew more and more confident - and that was when you realised. You weren’t getting confident, you were still painfully shy around others, but instead, you were falling in love.
Love had an impact, it changed everything about a person from the way they brush their teeth to the way they sleep at night. From the dreams that have to the way they present themselves; they don’t change so dramatically that they’re unrecognisable, but they change in a way that makes everything so much more enjoyable.
As a loner, she’d never known her way around trusting anyone else the way she trusted herself, but Jack, the boys, they all mattered immensely to her, and she’d learnt to trust them with everything she had. They would read her unpublished work, something she’d never let even her mother do.
But this, this was different. They’d seen her in a way that nobody but Jack ever had, and you had no idea how to react. Was she supposed to laugh, or was she supposed to cry?
With no words, she simply stares at them all with wide eyes, wrapping her arms around herself and glancing over at Jack helplessly. He sighs and wraps his arms around her, pulling her into his chest and glaring at his friends. “Seriously? You couldn’t have knocked?”
“Well we didn’t think you’d be making out on the couch at three in the afternoon!”
“Oh my god, just knock next time you assholes.”
And they did. They knocked no matter what room in what house they were walking into, if (Y/N) and Jack were there, knocking was their only instinct.
Yeah so like I binged this comic like two days ago and….I love it??? Like it’s a neat concept, the characters are all great, the art is awesome and y’all should give it a read : D it’s on Tapastic!
Also can I just say that I just love Alias and Edwardo to frickin’ bits?? Alias is the biggest cinnamon roll cutie eVER omg (sunshine child), and Edwardo is adorable birb demon boy, I just want to hug him and not let go. No, wait, I want to hug them both and not let go lol. I think they tie as my favorites in this comic.
Leadfoot is also great I love her XD and Billy is a delight too.
These are my favorites but I do love all the characters shown so far ^^
Great job BITEGHOST! Looking forward to more in the future.
(PS the cat character is my persona as a BL OC I guess? Heh…)
ok, i feel the need to post this because it was so adorable. there are these two boys in my science class and i ship them SO MUCH. they flirt with and stare at each other all class. one of them has longer hair, and the other one plays with it and they are just perfect for each other. a few days ago, we were working in groups at lab tables and they were HOLDING HANDS UNDER THE TABLE. i almost cried. they were sitting on one side of the table and the girl they were working with was on the other, and she had no clue. she (from what i’ve seen) has a huge crush on one of them, and i felt bad because she had no idea that they were doing that, and they were making little inside jokes and references that she didn’t understand. anyway, my school doesn’t really “allow” gay anything, so im just proud of these boys for being together. sorry i made you read this, it’s not johnlock, but me and my friend were fangirling over them all day.
Dan Reynolds is pretty much the definition of dad goals.
The Imagine Dragons frontman and his wife, Aja Volkman, welcomed twin daughters – Coco Rae and Gia James – on March 28, joining big sister Arrow Eve, 4. According to the 29-year-old singer/songwriter, living in a house full of ladies has inspired new music on the band’s third studio album, Evolve, out June 23.
“I will say that there are a couple songs on this record that are love songs and typically, I do not write love songs,” he told ET on Tuesday, just before hitting the stage for a performance at YouTube Space LA. “I think having all these girls in the house with me has softened my heart a little bit and led me to higher grounds.”
When he’s not on the road, Reynolds says he couldn’t be happier to be surrounded by girls.
“I am [outnumbered], yes, and I’m grateful for it,” he gushes. “I wanted girls, to be honest with you. So I’m happy.”
Reynolds says that big sister Arrow – who frequents his adorable Instagram feed – is adjusting well to life with two little sisters.
“She’s an amazing big sister, but I know that it’s been a little hard for her,” he admits. “Just because she was everything – and she still is, I want her to know that. I’ve found ways to kinda – like, two days ago we did a little hotel stay and had chocolate cake in bed and watched Aladdin. I definitely want her to know she’s still my number one.”
Authors Note: This is my first fanfic posted, but my second written fanfic
Warnings: smut might be bad sorry! NSFW, light swearing
don’t be silly wrap your willie
The familiar tone of a facetime call rang from my phone across the room, and I smiled at the name that appeared on the screen before I answered, taking a second to connect.
“Baby girl.” Kenny smiled seeing my face on his screen.
“Hi babe.” I smiled, walking over to my bed and laying down.
“How’s my girl?” he asked getting up, walking towards his mini fridge, taking out a water bottle.
“Good. Just missing you, but what’s new?”
I’m at my parents for a small vacation. I live in Katsushika, Tokyo, Japan to purse and my family lived in Orlando. I got a break from NJPW, due to my storyline injury, so I decided to go home for the month, mostly cause I missed my family too much.
My parents were glad to have me home, knowing that I was already looking for a home to move in with Kenny, I would be staying out there permanently. My parents absolutely adored him, even my sister had the biggest crush on him, but she’s 22, and I’m 27, so I’m not exactly worried, plus Kenny found it adorable.
Kenny and I had been together nearly four years now, and my whole family loved him.
He’s actually flying out for the last week of my stay so he could see me, Adam, Nick and Matt. When I left, Kenny had been making appearances in the Independents on the west coast, so he was already gone for two weeks before, and now I had to go three more without seeing him.
“Don’t worry though babe, I’ll be there tomorrow! Promise.” Kenny grinned, switching the camera to his suitcase he had packed.
“I know! I can’t wait.” I smiled, biting your lip.
Kenny and I talked a bit more, just about the plans for the week he was here.
My family wanted to take us out to dinner one night, and my dad wanted one afternoon with him reserved to watch the game, and my little sister Laura wanted to go to the beach at least once. For a 22 year old, who has the mind of a 10 year old, she was surprisingly smart, talking about how she’d get to see his ‘hot bod’ there.
I didn’t care though, I just couldn’t wait to be in his presence. I’m not clingy by any means, but it’s been nearly three weeks since I’ve seen him.
Kenny said his flight was supposed to land at 1:30, so I set my alarm for 10 so we could get ready and everything and then go get him from the airport.
Unfortunately for me, I didn’t wake up to my alarm. In fact, I woke up before it. Laura has this habit of always coming into my room and waking me up. Usually she wanted me to help her coordinate her outfit, or sometimes she even wanted to take me somewhere against my will.
When I felt someone poking my nose repetitively I was completely annoyed. I knew she was doing this because she wanted to go with me to the airport, and she always got over excited about stuff like that so she would always wake me up early.
“Laur… Just give me 5 more minutes.” I groaned trying to pull my blanket over my face, but the poking didn’t stop.
“Laura.“ I opened my eyes to face an innocent expression plastered on my sisters face.
“What?” she asked, a sweet smile on her face.
“Just give me like 5 more minutes.” I pleaded.
“Fine.” she rolled her eyes, getting up and walking out of your room.
Laying in bed frustrated that couldn’t fall back asleep. I’m way too excited to finally see Kenny in what felt like ever. 5 minutes later though, Laura walked back in and I got out of bed, deciding to shower.
30 minutes later, I was out of the shower and had just thrown on an outfit. I walked into my room taking a blow dryer and a towel to dry my hair then the door opened.
“Don’t you know how to kno-” I stopped myself. In the doorway was Kenny, a smile plastered on his face.
“(Y/n).” Kenny said in a sing-song voice. I didn’t even say anything, I was too in shock so ran over to him and jumped into his arms.
“What are you doing here?” I muttered into his neck, completely forgetting about my wet hair.
“I got an early flight. I wanted to surprise you and your dad got me from the airport this morning.” he chuckled, putting me down, walking towards my bed and plopping down on it.
I couldn’t stop smiling, which cause me to giggle. It didn’t matter that we had been together for four years. I still fell for him harder and harder everyday. I knew that he was the boy that I’m going to marry when the time came. We’re crazy for one another, everyone could see it.
“I love you so fucking much.“ I muttered.He smiled, leaning down and placing his lips onto mine softly.
Kenny’s been here now for five days, but me being me, I feel like I’ve barely seen him. Of course, he’s been spending time with my family, which I didn’t mind, I do find it adorable they all got along so well.
You wanted alone time with Kenny. Lately I’ve been feeling rather sexually frusturated. The last time we had had sex was nearly two months ago. I had went to see Kenny before his match, after I got “injured”, and we had a quickie and then after the show you guys had went out for drinks with everyone.
I planned that tonight we could finally have some alone time. everyone had went out to dinner, and I thought when Kenny and I go home, we could be alone, but Laura and her friend Alec wanted to play Cards Against Humanity with Kenny, knowing I wouldn’t play because the game was vulgar, and Kenny is just to nice to say no to her.
Around 11, I went to bed, cause clearly I wouldn’t be getting anything tonight, my sister and her friend had basically stolen my boyfriend.
I said goodnight to everyone then Kenny said he’d be up in a bit, and I headed off to bed. Putting on one of Kenny’s sweatshirts he gave me a long time ago, and panties, I laid in bed and within 15 minutes you were asleep.
I moaned out his name as he filled me up. It had felt like it had been forever since he had been inside me, and I loved it. It felt so good, him sliding in and out of me slowly. I was close, clenching around him moaning out his name along with a long line of profanity as his lips captured mine to keep me quiet.
My eyes shot open. Looking around I realized it was a dream, of course. I looked to my right, and next to me was Kenny sleeping.
If I hadn’t been so sexually frusturated the past month and a half, I probably wouldn’t have had that dream.
“Kenny.” I muttered nudging his arm.
“Hmm.” he hummed into the pillow.
“Kenny… wake up” I whispered. I didn’t care it was late. I needed it, I needed him.
A groan was Kenny’s response, but nevertheless he turned and sat up a bit, one eye open and looking at me.
“Yes?” he asked.
“I love you.“ I whispered trying to hint at the fact the I wanted something.
“You don’t ever wake me up to tell me you love me…what’s up?” he asked, sitting up fully, his back against the headboard.
“But you know I do love you.” I crawled over him so I’m straddling him.
“Right?” I asked, taking my hands on his shoulders as I looked in his eyes.
“Of course. I love you too” he muttered, his voice still raspy from just waking up.
I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. Pecking his lips several times before trailing my kisses along his jaw and making my way to his neck.
“Babe…w-what are you doing” he asked, as gave him a little love bite before making my way back to his lips.
“I just love you a lot” I muttered against his skin before my lips were back on his.
Kenny’s hands were on my hips as I started to make out with him, slowly starting to grind on him. Kenny let out a little chuckle and pulled away from the kiss, causing me to look at him.
“You did not wake me up in the middle of the night because you were in the mood” he laughed, looking at you.
“Kenny!” you whined, throwing your head back. “it’s been ages…“ I dramatized looking into his eyes.
A quiet laugh slipped from his lips. “This couldn’t wait until later?”
“Please… Kenny, I need you” I pouted my lip and giving him the infamous puppy dog eyes.
Kenny shook his head and rolled his eyes before wrapping me up in his arms and rolling the us over so he was on top. Looking into one another’s eyes, he let out a little chuckle before he smashed his lips on mine.
He started to grind into my hips, feeling the small little bulge he had in his boxers against my core made me 10 times hornier, finally feeling him even if it was through clothes.
We were both turned on at the point. Kenny didn’t realize how bad he had wanted, or needed me. In a matter of minutes I was left in just Kenny’s old shirt, and he was naked, laying back on my bed as I crawled back up to him, licking my lips with a satisfied smiled on your face.
“Shit, I forgot how good you were at that.” he let out a little laugh as I moved to straddle him. I smiled at him as I hovered above his cock, reaching down, ready to remove my shirt.
“No…keep it on, you look sexy as fuck in my clothes.”
Letting go of the shirt, I reached down and grabbed Kenny’s dick, aligning the tip with my entrance and slowly sinking down on it, throwing my head back as he filled me up.
I started to rock my hips back and forth, grinding on him slowly. His hands on me waist as he started guiding me, increasing the speed.
It was passionate, and you loved it. Sex with Kenny always was. He made mefeel so good. He pleased me in ways no man ever had before.
I started to ‘bounce’ on him, the pace quickening, and the sound of our skin hitting filling the room. I bit my lip to try to hold in my moans, but they still fell from my throat.
Kenny flipped us over, looking up at him now as he pounded into me. The shirt I’m wearing started to ride up just enough to expose my boobs, he watched them with each thrust as they bounced up and down.
My back arched up off the mattress, I wanted to scream out his name.
Kenny was grunting with each thrust, getting sloppier and I let out a loud moan, Kenny’s eyes going wide, realizing it was 1:30 in the morning, and I had nearly screamed.
Kenny reached down, running his finger against my lip, opened my mouth and him slipping a finger into my mouth, immediately I started sucking on it. My eyes were rolling to the back of your head.
Clenching around Kenny, knowing I was close I pulled him by the neck down to me to kiss him once more. Kenny removed his finger and reached down and started rubbing your clit as he thrusted into me.
I shut my eyes, moaning out as I came, my body convulsing and seeing stars. Kenny rode out my high as he got closer to his. I knew he was close cause he started to get sloppier, and he had also sorta fallen on top of me and was moaning into my ear.
I started talking to him as he tried to reach his release.
“Kenny.” I whined in his ear “please cum in me.” I muttered.
Kenny let out an almost growl in your ear, losing his control he bit down on your shoulder as he came, filling you up.
Riding out his high, he rolled off you with a huff.
“Fuck,” he breathed out, “you were right.” he let out a little chuckle.
“I know.” you let out a little giggle, snuggling into him, and pecking his lips.
“I’m not even mad you woke me up at 1 am for that.” Kenny laughed, wrapping his arms around you and the two of you falling asleep.
Anonymous said: Part 2 of the Tyler imagine, maybe Tyler is the one who gets jealous ? 😊
A/N: so this got like just a little steamy, but yeah whatevs haha hope you liked it :) also this did skip a few on the queue simply because i got inspiration to write something tyler related
Word Count: 1,135
“Yeah, no, it’s just that Nicole said she was going to be back Friday to me,” you said into the phone that you held up to your ear. Licking off your spoon of yogurt, you looked out the window and at your backyard that was recently cleaned up by your gardeners.