under the condoms

3 AM

Vegas | 3 AM | Tease | Oops | D | Game | Mistake

Series: Vegas

Note: Read this so you can understand what’s going on a little better lol. So this is not v7. This takes place in between Vegas and Tease, so just keep that in the back of your mind while you read. This is the story of how Y/N got on birth control. Also, credit to @adothoe for a couple lines of dialogue she helped me with.

Word Count: 3066

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warnings: smut, lazy sex, pharmacy, little bit of jealousy, cursing

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Daveed sighed as he laid on his back in bed next to your sleeping form, restless because he’d been wide awake for almost an hour now. It was one of those nights where his brain was on overdrive. His mind wandered from replaying the lyrics to the new clipping. song he was working on to images of the small baby animals he saw while doing a voiceover for a Disney documentary.

Letting his eyes fall shut, he wrapped his arms tighter around you, pulling you up against his chest. He buried his face into your neck, trying his hardest to clear his mind as best he could.

You stirred in his embrace, awakening groggily and slowly due to the new feeling of Daveed’s warm breath on your neck.

“D?” you murmured tiredly, shifting closer to the warmth his body created.

“Mm,” He hummed against you, his voice rough from not using it for a few hours. He was tired, yes, but the way his train of thought couldn’t come to a stop kept him wide awake, awake enough to respond with no sleep evident in his tone at all.

“D, go the fuck to sleep.”

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I’ll Fix Ya Right Up Eggsy Unwin x Reader

Pairings: Eggsy Unwin x Reader

Warnings: Language

Written by: @garyunwinimagines​​ also goes by @chipedenspook1997​​

Notes: Sorry it’s been so long. But here’s something else for you guys. And I’m opening requests for the next two days. Requests will close at 12:00PM on April 7th, 2017. I hope that you guys like this!

Words: 988 words
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You were currently on an inversion table trying to stretch your back as it’s been hurting and you haven’t been able to crack it. So here you were hanging upside down, past vertical. You slowly started to feel your back stretch out, and it felt wonderful. You were feeling very relaxed and in less pain.

“What ya doin’ (y/n)?” Eggsy asked.

After V-day, Merlin wanted you, Eggsy, and Roxy to live together as the three of you could still be possible targets. It made sense, and now the three of you were inseparable. When you all were in your “job interview”, you got a crush on Eggsy. Roxy knew but the man was completely oblivious. Living with him only made it worse, cause most the time he’d walk around in baggy sweatpants and a t-shirt. Which is what he was currently wearing. Thankfully your face was already red from being upside down.

“Just trying to fix my shit back,” You groaned.

“And that’s supposed to help” Get offa there. I’ll fix ya right up,” He said.

More like smirked. And that’s when you realized that your shirt had bunched up right under your breasts.

“Gary Unwin!” You fake gasped. “And I thought that you were a gentleman!”

He laughed, “We both know that I ain’t no gentleman, but come on (y/n). Don’t want ya falling over on a mission now do we?”

He has a valid point.

“Fine…” You grumbled and slowly made yourself upright again and got off the table.

“So what are you going to do to me?” You asked.

He hugged his solders then grabbed your hand and lead you to his room. You raised an eyebrow and he looked at his feet. The mood had changed from a light and playful one, to a more serious, but dare you say romantic one. What was going on?

He walked to one of the drawers in his nightstand and pulled out…oils? Why does he have oils in there? You were so lost in your mind that you didn’t hear what he said the first time.

“Love, did ya here me? (y/n)?”

“Sorry. I was just lost in my head. What did ya say?”

“I need you to take of your shirt then lay on your stomach.”

You raised your eyebrow again, then you turned around and took off your shirt and laid down how he asked. You closed your eyes and slowed down your breathing, that was until you felt the bed dip on both sides and Eggsy sitting on your thighs.

“Can I?” He asked gesturing to your bra.

You said yes then he went to take off your bra, unclasping it so you could do the rest yourself. You debated leaving it there unhooked, but decided that you’d be more comfortable without it there. So you sat up just enough to toss the bra to the floor. Then a gasp was heard.

“Fucking finally!” Roxy said. “No pun intended.”

She was grinning from ear to ear. You rolled your eyes.

“He’s just going to give me a massage Rox,” You said.

“Sure…” She drawled out as she left the room and shut the door.

“Why’d she say that?” Eggsy said with a tinge of red across his cheeks.

“Don’t know,” You replied mentally cursing Roxy.

“Don’t forget to use protection!” Roxy yelled.

“Shit,” Eggsy said loud enough that Roxy could here.

“What?” You said and looked back at him.

He had a shit eating grin cross his face and mouthed “follow my lead”. You knew that this was going to be fun, and that Rox is going to be pissed when/if she finds out.

“I forgot rubbers,” You had to refrain from laughing your ass off as he pulled out a box of rubber gloves that was empty.

“Fuck Eggsy. I need you right now babe. Rubbers or not.”

“(y/n), love, are you sure?”

“Positive.”

By this time you were now sitting up against the headboard with Eggsy right by you. A pillow tightly clutched against your chest. So the two of you were sitting side by side making some of the most pornographic noises that you could think of. When the two of you started there was lots of laughing, but the longer it went on the less laughing happened. And holy shit did that turn you on. You wouldn’t be normally, but the way his voice dropped with the combination of his grunts drenched your panties. Now it came to the grand finale, and the two of you “climaxed”. There was silence for 30 seconds.

“I take that back! Don’t do it again!” Roxy yelled from the other side of the door. “We don’t need your offspring quite yet!”

She slid some condoms under the door. The lighter mood from earlier returned as Eggsy wiggled his eyebrows. You held in your laughter until her footsteps faded away.

Now queue the uncontrollable laughter. Once your laughter died down Eggsy kissed your cheek. You blushed and laid down how you were earlier. Promptly burring your face in the pillow to recompose yourself.

“Aren’t you going to give me a massage?” You asked remembering why you were in his room topless.

“Oh yeah,” He said and scratched the back of his neck.

“Did you forget?”

“No…yeah. But love, you’re laying in my bed topless,” He said as if it was obvious. Like no shit Sherlock.

“So? You said that you were going to fix my back,” You pouted.

“But-“ You cut him off by turning around and sitting up to kiss him. No pillow this time.

He was thrown off for a second, then started kissing you back. You could feel the smiles creeping up on your faces. The kiss was slow and gentle. Taking all the breath out of you. When the need to breathe came back, you pulled away and grinned at him.

Resituating yourself you said, “Now fix my back Gary Unwin.”

“Anything for you love.”

Dare | Taehyung

Scenario: I’ve been dared to buy 20 condoms on the same night the cute cashier is working a shift.
Genre: Fluff and (I tried for some) Humor.
Word Count: 2,119

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Your feelings on how the night has progressed so far can be pretty much summed up in a single word: fuck—and that barely does anything to encompass the overwhelming feeling of embarrassment and apprehension that fills your blood.

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anonymous asked:

first time with jungkook? both of you an idol and you're younger than him! fluff smut pls?

First time:

“Baby are you still coming over later?” Jungkook asked you as he leaned his forehead against yours. Both of you were on Music Core tonight and to make things better you were going head to head for best song of the week. You nodded your head smiling brightly at your boyfriend of five months. 

“I wouldn’t miss spending time with my oppa.” You said sweetly pecking his nose. Jungkook felt his heart jump at your confession but since you were younger and shorter then him he had to tease you. 

“I hope you feel that way even when we win.” He said eyes sparkling. 

“Yah! What makes you so sure you can beat us?” You asked him poking his ribs as he giggled backing you up against the wall sure that no one was around. 

“Because we’re Bangtan.” He said cockily before he winked. 

“Whatever. F.S.B are just as good.” You challenged looking him dead in the eyes.

“Ok. Fine. Since you think your so good let’s place a bet.” He said smirking when you paused.

“Fine.” You say sticking your nose in the air. “If I win you have to buy me food for a week and do my dorm chores!” You squealed happy at your answer and Jungkook nodded his head his eyes seeming to hold fire. 

“Ok jagi.. So sweet and innocent.. But as you know I’m a bad boy.. So when we win.. That virginity is mine..” He said grabbing your chin making you look at him. You blushed madly biting down on your bottom lip. You had been running from Jungkook every time he mentioned sex to you. You were scared because it was your first time. And though he only had sex with one other person you were still scared you wouldn’t be good enough. 

“Take it or leave it~” He coed sweetly watching you hoping you would say yes. He got tired of taking care of himself with his hand. He wanted- no he needed you. 

“Fine.” You said feeling brave. You weren’t one to turn down a bet no matter what it was. He smirked widely letting his dimples flash before he leaned down giving you a peck on the lips. 

“Good luck jagi..” He said his voice dropping an octave deeper before he left you standing there turned on and confused. 

You sighed walking back to your dressing room knowing your manager was waiting for you so you could get ready. He approved of the relationship and so did Bts manager so you guys always had time to see each other. But you were going on soon and you couldn’t be late. You got into the room changing clothes before going to perform with your girls. 

You stood on the stage nervous as ever as you guys waited for them to announce the winners. You had on a high waist black mini skirt with a white buttoned down shirt tucked in. You had on black suspenders with white lettering on them and your hair was in a ponytail with a bow at the top. You had on white pumps and you laughed on the inside at first hoping no one would catch on to what your managers did. 

Jungkook had on black denim jeans with a white button down shirt tucked in his pants and he had on black suspenders that had white lettering on it as well. He had on white converse his hair styled back in a wavy style and your heart fluttered at how good he looked. To make things better your friends wanted you to stand on the inside close to him and none of the boys in Bts had objections with him being by you. 

Everyone joked and laughed on stage and your face was red from the constant teasing. You knew people would know by the end of the night you two were a thing. Jungkook winked at you as the man opened the envelope to reveal the winner. 

“And your winner is.. BANGTAN!!” The crowd cheered wildly and so did Bts. You felt your insides churn but you cheered as well not being a poor sport. When their same ‘I need You’ came on you started to sing and play along with Jungkook. He walked around the stage with you back hugging you and you couldn’t help but smile widely at the cameras. It seems he didn’t care if people found out that you were his or not and that made you really happy.

When the show was over you told your manager where you would be going tonight and he raised an eyebrow nodding his head. He gave you a lecture about babies and sex and you whined cutely happy when the eldest of the group dragged you from the protective manager. You strapped in the car with them and you made your way down to the Bts dorms keeping your stage outfit on. 

Your heart beat heavily and hard in your chest and you panted at just thinking about what would come tonight. When you were there your friends wished you good luck and you replied with a shy ‘hwaiting’ and got out of the car. When you knocked on the door Suga opened it smiling widely at you. 

“Hello my little suga plum.” He coed ruffling your hair fucking up your ponytail.

“Oppa!” You whined glaring at him playfully as he hugged you.

“Ok now do I need to make ground rules?” He asked you.

“F-for what?” You asked feeling confused.

“It’ll just be you and Jungkook tonight. We all are going out to celebrate and he still can’t get into a club.” Suga said making half the boys in the house laugh as they came and greeted her. 

“No you don’t and get drunk for me~” Jungkook coed kissing your lips and pulling you into his arms as he watched his hyung leave. He had kept everything on except his socks and shoes as he waited for you and he was so happy that he convinced them to give you guys some hours alone. 

When the boys left Jungkook took your hand taking you into the kitchen. He wanted you to feel as relaxed as possible so he cooked and fed you before he led you to the shared room of him and Jimin. You guys cuddled up on his bed watching a TV show together just laughing and talking. You were rather ready for Jungkook but you waited patiently for him to make his move. 

Soon he was leaning in to kiss you pushing you softly on his back. You made a little moan unsure of how it sounded blushing as he slid himself between your legs. He braced hands on either side of your head and he broke the kiss to look at you. 

“Are you sure? Bet or not it’s your choice..” He said softly with care. He didn’t wanna rush you into anything.

“I’m ready to have you.. In all ways.” You said a light blush dusting your cheeks. 

Jungkook nodded his head leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss much deeper this time. He groaned softly at how thick and soft your lips was pressed against his. He stuck his tongue out to trace your bottom lip slowly asking for permission. When you opened your mouth he slid his tongue in softly flicking it against your pink muscle.

He leaned down taking your suspenders off of your shoulders before he pulled your shirt from your skirt unbuttoning it slowly. He let his tongue dance around yours a bit more as he got your shirt open before he let his tongue graze the roof of your mouth as he set you up taking your shirt completely off. 

He broke the kiss again to let you breathe as he leaned down sucking little hickies into your skin. Tomorrow you both had off so it was no harm in him marking you tonight. He palmed your breast softly through your bra as he searched for your sweet spot smirking against your skin when you let out another unsure moan. 

“Baby I love those noises. It’s only us don’t be shy.” He coaxed as he took your bra off throwing it on the floor on top of your shirt. He laid you back down kissing down the valley of your breast. Soon he was holding them pressed together his tongue circling your areola of both of your breast slowly enjoying your moans.

He took in your left nipple first biting and sucking on the bud marking it as his. He let his thumb glide slowly over the right one as he watched you a tremor of pleasure running down his spine. When he was satisfied with how hard your nipple was he changed sides doing the same to your other breast. He went to kiss down your body his hair nuzzling your stomach tickling you.

He pulled your skirt from your body dropping it to the floor and though you were shy you didn’t cover nothing from him. He smiled sweetly before he grabbed at your panties removing them completely. “Next time expect me to tease you more.. But right now this about you and I’m going to make sure you feel nothing but pleasure.” He said with a wink

He threw your legs over his head grabbing hard at your thighs as he let his tongue trail up and down your folds. He moaned out at how wet you were pushing his muscle against your clit flicking it. You gasped out softly tangling your hands in his hair already shaking from pleasure.

He let his tongue trail slowly down your slit before he was pushing it deep inside of your pussy moaning at how good you tasted sending vibrations up through your body. He gave slow licks at first getting you use to the feeling before he started to thrust his tongue harder and faster inside of your tight pussy. All your juices were dripping down on his chin and he buried his face inside of your pussy trying to make you see stars. But him being Jungkook he couldn’t have you cum without him.

He pulled away from you wiping his chin as he smiled kissing back up your body. “Undress me?” He asked softly and you nodded your head sitting up. 

You pushed his suspenders from his shoulders before you pulled his shirt out of his pants slowly unbuttoning it like he did you. When it was open your mouth got dry at the sight of his faint abs on his stomach and you vowed next time you would lick and suck on them. You pushed his shirt over his shoulders throwing it where your clothes was before you unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. 

Jungkook smiled getting off the bed letting his boxers and pants go down the rest of the way before he was crawling back over you and you laid under him. He grabbed a condom from the night stand ripping it with his teeth and slid it onto his dick moaning slowly at the feeling of it. He positioned himself at your entrance and you spread your legs wide for him to give him access.

He grabbed your hands lacing his fingers with yours placing them beside your head as he slowly pushed into you holding your eye contact. You whined out in slight discomfort the feeling of being stretched so new to you. He was big and damn did it hurt but you would take this pain for him. He inched in slowly and you gritted your teeth holding on tighter to his hands. He finally buried himself all the way into you and waited for you to feel comfortable.

Jungkook was trying his hardest to not just pound into you because of how tight and good you felt. He felt tremor after tremor of pleasure rake down his spine and he panted out to keep himself from hurting you. When you rolled your hips back against his that was all it took for him to start moving.

He pulled out and started to thrust into you slowly moaning as he watched your face. Your eyes looking weakly at him and parted lips spilling moans for him. He loved seeing your face twist in pleasure because of him it feed his own pleasure. 

He started to pick up pace a bit as you placed the heels of your feet on his ass cheeks your legs around his waist. The bed slowly hit against the wall as he fucked you and he made sure to whisper and tell you how good you were doing and how good you felt to him. He gave you deep slow kisses as he ground and rocked his hips deep into you making sure you knew that he wasn’t fucking you he was making love to you. 

Soon he was searching for your spot. Slamming his hips hard and deep into you angling his thrust different. When you cried out for him to go faster he knew he found it form the change of pitch your moans had. 

You were in cloud nine under Jungkook after a while you couldn’t even moan to him to do anything because your words came out jumbled together mixed with his name. You started to drool a bit from your mouth hanging open and you couldn’t even help it as your eyes rolled back. You saw white and you felt a coil in your stomach. 

“J-J.. C-close..” You mumbled out shutting your eyes and he smirked continuing to thrust hard against that pleasured spot making the headboard slam into the wall. It took a few more thrusts of his dick and you were tightening your walls cumming for him. 

“JUNGKOOK!” You cried out in a surprised voice your eyes watering from how fucking good it felt. Jungkook knew when you tightened up around him. That he would be coming consider he was close with you. He threw his head back his face twisting up in pleasure eyebrows knitted together and mouth open as he spilled inside of the condom. 

He rode out both of your orgasms beads of sweat falling from both your bodies. Too soon for your liking he was pulling out of you throwing the condom and packet into the trashcan in the bathroom. He came back with a towel cleaning you up before he placed you under the covers on top of him.. He went to tell you he loved you as he rubbed his hands up and down your back but when he looked down you were fast asleep.

“Goodnight jagi.” He coed sweetly pressing a kiss on your forehead before he fell asleep as well.

Kiss Me Like You Wanna Be Loved (The Way Too Much Teeth Remix)

Written for @placidia, who asked for Matt/Foggy cuddling on the couch. I stuck to the prompt–mostly. 

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They sat on opposite ends of the couch, silently. On the coffee table in front of them, there were two glasses of wine, each exactly one sip less than full. Behind them–and Foggy sent up a prayer that Matt hadn’t somehow smelled this through the door–the sheets on the bed were freshly washed and neatly made, and there were condoms under the pillows. But out in the living room, the silence was past thick and well into congealed.

Foggy risked a glance at Matt. His eyebrows were drawn together, and he was rubbing his mouth with stunned, slightly betrayed motions.  

Years ago, Foggy would have given his left kidney to be here. Sitting on the couch at the end of a date with his clever, brave, beautiful best friend, with a pretty good feeling that a kiss–and maybe even a little below-the-belt touching–was on the cards.

But instead he was white-knuckling the armrest, wondering how the universe could be so cruel, and hoping his face wouldn’t scar.

This is what happened.

The date had been perfect. They’d gone for coffee in Little Italy, then to a chirpy, queer-friendly hipster bar where Foggy had “taught” Matt to play pool. When skinny, confident bar patrons had tried to pick Matt up, he turned them down cheerfully, saying in a loud voice that he was very, very taken. Then there had been the corner booth at the deli that had cured their hangovers all through college (the owner had patted their cheeks, told them they’d grown up so handsome, and said she’d always known they would get together), a long, drawn-out walk back to his apartment, and a breathless moment on the doorstep when he had stammered that there was a bottle of red in the fridge and did Matt want to come up.

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Size Isn’t Everything 2/4

 Summary: Kurt’s got a bit of a size-kink. Based on this prompt from the @prompt-a-klainefic blog.
Chapter: 2/3  Read Chapter 1 here.
Words: ~2700 (this chapter)
Warnings:  I guess? PWP, Size kink, 

forever thanks to @mshoneysucklepinkfor the beta!

Blaine stared as Sam dunked his cookie in Blaine’s coffee.

“Dude, what the fuck?”

“You know I hate coffee, this cookie just tastes better after you dunk it.”

Blaine shook his head, trying not to get distracted by Sam’s particular logic. He had bigger problems at the moment. “So what did it mean?”

“Blaine, man -” Sam dunked again - “You hooked up with your gym crush. Make the notch in your bedpost and move on. I don’t know why you’re trying to read more into it than it was.”

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Heartless Part 2

This is the second installment in Heartless, a Luke imagine series. You can find part 1 here
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You giggled as Luke gripped your thighs and pulled you further onto his lap. His lips attacked your neck with vigor, like his one wish in the world was to satisfy you. His fingers rubbed back and forth, tickling you and you nuzzled your head into his shoulder. He mumbled something incoherent before you placed your hands on his cheeks and pulled him in for a deep kiss, which he returned hungrily. His arms snaked around your waist and squeezed you tight before standing up from the couch and lifting you with him. You wrapped your legs around him as he walked you into what you assumed was his room, not once allowing the kiss to break. Your dress was now completely hiked up and Luke caught a glimpse of the black lace panties you had hiding underneath causing him to whimper a bit into your mouth. As the back of his knees hit the bed, he collapsed onto it, bringing you down on top of him. Coyly, you toyed with the hem of his shirt, silently begging him to take it off and, like you knew he would he immediately obliged, detaching himself from you for a swift moment before bringing you back in again.

Luke finally understood why Calum made such a fuss over losing you. The way you made him feel just by being close to him, it was like you knew exactly what he wanted. The way you took his bottom lip between your teeth, your tongue playing with the piercing he had there before letting go. How you allowed his tongue to explore the inside of your mouth before delving inside his own. God it had been awhile since Luke had done this. Of course he had sex all the time, but he hadn’t had a truly amazing make-out session in forever. Foreplay had always been lost on him, but now even the idea of it made Luke even more excited to have you and even less eager for you to leave.

Although as much as he loved the feeling of your lips on his, he was ready to move on to bigger and better things.

“What do you want me to do baby?” He cooed in your ear.

You couldn’t help but let out a little grin in victory before replying “I want you to take your pants off. Slowly so I can watch.” You whispered in his ear before biting down a little on his earlobe. Luke eyes went wide with excitement at your request, before he gripped your hips and flipped you around so that he was on top and you lay beneath him, hair spread on his pillow. You were so sexy he didn’t know if he would make it through the whole night. He fumbled with the button on his jeans before slowly peeling them off and throwing them across the room.

“Is that what you want? You want me to give you a show? Yeah? Well what else do you want baby? Because I have lots of things to give you.” He moaned in your ear, leaning back down and licked a stripe up your neck and you gasped in both surprise and pleasure.

“T-Take my dress off.” You tried to sound commanding but his touch had you all over the place and you were losing focus fast.

“With pleasure.” His fingers danced along your torso, sliding your dress up and over your head, leaving you almost bare in front of him.

Now Luke had seen some beautiful women in his day, but you outshone them all.

You were trying to keep yourself together so that you could follow through with your early departure, but you had drank way too much alcohol tonight. The only coherent thoughts you could form were of Luke. How good he looked in the darkened atmosphere of his bedroom. How nice it felt to be wrapped in his arms with his lips on yours.
“C-condom.” He mumbled.
“Uh, I don’t have one.” You sighed.
“I-I think I have one in the pocket of my jeans, hold on.” He shoved off the bed and walked to the other side of the room.
“Fuck, it’s not in here. Stay right there, I’m gonna go get one.” He sprinted out of the room leaving you, half-naked, in his bed and avidly awaiting his return.
You contemplated getting dressed and leaving just then. Leaving before the sex would be quite the blow. Then again, you didn’t really want to. In fact, you were quite tired because of course, crushing the hearts and souls of men was tiring work. Maybe if you were to just rest your eyes a little before he came back…

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Having found the box of condoms under the bathroom sink-Calum must have moved them there- Luke raced back into his bedroom. He was only half hard now, but that would change in a matter of moments.

Though as he entered the bedroom he was greeted with the sound of your soft snores. As he moved towards the bed, he saw that you had fallen peacefully asleep on top of the covers. Your chest heaved up and down and your eyelids fluttered as you slept. It was the most adorable thing he had ever seen in his life. Dropping the box of condoms, he reached for a blanket and draped it over you before snuggling into bed next to you. The moonlight streaming in from his window illuminated your face, and Luke couldn’t help but stare. He had planned on just fucking you and then making you stay the entire night with him just so he could say that he did. But maybe he wanted more? Maybe he wanted to make you breakfast, and maybe even get your number afterwards. Maybe he wanted to take you to a movie, or the park or a concert and spend time with you. Hell, maybe he wanted to learn your middle name and your favorite color, and how you took your coffee. Luke had clearly never been the romantic type, but here he was daydreaming about spending rainy afternoons with you, the girl he had with him in bed. But unlike the many occupants before, he could picture a future with you. As he lay next to you, Luke couldn’t help but get excited about it. Maybe you felt the same way? Maybe you wanted to know his favorite color and how he took his coffee. Maybe, unlike the others before him, you would want to wake him up in the morning with kisses and lazy morning sex and let him see the side of you that no one ever got to. Finally, Luke understood what Calum had meant when he said he was tired of not having anyone to call his girl. His girl. God, did he wish you would be the one to hold that title. He was done being the asshole who left girls alone. He would finally settle down. You would tame each other and live happily ever after. Gone was cocky Luke and in his place was the product of your mind games, a helpless boy who just wanted to be loved by you. But girls like you don’t stop being who they are just because one fuckboy goes rogue.You would break his heart, just like you broke all the others and once you left his apartment, it would be the last time he ever heard from you.

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The sunrise awoke you from your slumber, the golden rays dancing across the white sheets. Your eyelashes fluttered open and for a brief moment everything was perfect. But as you took in your surroundings, and more importantly the boy whose chest you were pulled up against, you gasped and shot up, causing Luke to stir.

“Baby, it’s too early, go back to sleep.” Oh god. his morning voice was something else.
“What the hell, you let me sleep?”  Luke sat up fully now.
“I, uh, thought you were tired, so I figured-”
“Well you figured wrong. I came over for sex not a fucking nap.” You were angry. Angry that you had let yourself fall asleep and hadn’t carried out what you came here to do.
“So what, you spent the night, it’s not a big deal.” Luke retorted, hurt by your hostility. Was this how girls felt when he wanted to leave them? Because this fucking sucked.
“I need my clothes.” You threw the sheets off and moved to get up, but not before Luke took hold of your hand.
“How about you stay awhile, and we like, I don’t know make food or some shit.” He tried convincing you.
“I thought you didn’t like all the post-sex bullshit.” You stared at him expectantly.
“Technically we didn’t have sex, so the post-bullshit is non-existent. Plus I know you’re at least a little hungover, and I make great coffee.” Luke smiled at you, and it warmed your heart a little. Well you had already spent the night, might as well get some breakfast out of it. Plus, it’s not like he was kicking you out and of course he was easy on the eyes.
Sighing, you caved. “Alright, but don’t expect awesome cooking.”

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“I told you not to expect awesome cooking.” You laughed as Luke gingerly tried to take another bite of the burnt scrambled eggs. “You don’t have to finish them.”

“Oh thank God.” Luke huffed and pushed the plate away from him. “I might have cereal in the cupboard somewhere if you look hard enough.” Luke began digging around for some clean bowls.

“Uh, no it’s alright. I should probably get going anyway.” You turned to go back towards his room in order to change back into your dress from the night before. He had offered you a pair of his shorts and a tee shirt this morning so you wouldn’t have to prance around in last night’s dress.

“Already? What could you possibly have to do on a Sunday morning?” His body language was clearly begging you to stay with him.

“Not really any of your business.” You mused. It was obvious that he was desperate for you to stay, which meant your work here was done and it was time to go, which was funny since you hadn’t even slept together yet, but each boy had their weakness. Aparently burnt eggs and snuggles were Luke’s. But by the look on his face, it seemed that these evident weakness were just as much news to Luke as they were to you. He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed.

“Listen, I’ve never done this before okay? I can’t even remember the last time I woke up in the same bed as someone else, and then here you are and, god, we didn’t even do anything last night and I still want you here. Tell me how do you do it?” He leaned forward on his elbows, his piercing blue eyes seeing right through you.

“D-do what?” He couldn’t possibly be onto you.

“How do you make me feel like a complete idiot? How do you make me question what I know and start to want different things and-” You cut him off.

“What is it that you want Luke?” You stared at him, wondering what exactly what it was he was going to say. There was a tiny part of you that wanted him to say he wanted you. You had spent so long either being tossed aside, or pushing people away before they could do the same to you, that you had forgotten what it felt like to be really, truly wanted by someone.

“I-I don’t know, but I don’t want you to leave and never talk to me again. I want to get to know you, and then I don’t know maybe we can see what happens.” He looked to you for reassurance. “I’m a little new to this.” he gave you a shy smile, something you never would’ve expected from the boy who was so cocky when you met him.

It was something about the way his lips curled into a smile as he spoke those words. Something about the hopeful, almost innocent, look in his eyes as he spoke that made you want to let your guard down and spend the rest of the day here with him, watching movies and cuddling. He was different then most of the other guys you had been with sure, but how long would that last? You couldn’t risk it.

“That’s not what I want Luke. I’m a no strings attached kind of girl and I thought that’s the kind of guy you were but I guess-” Suddenly, Luke had made it across the kitchenette to press his lips to yours. He felt so good and the more he kissed you, the weaker your logic seemed.

“Luke, I…” You breathed. You felt like you were on the ocean, tossing and turning on the waves, struggling to make a decision. Stay with him, or leave him. Follow your head, or follow your heart.

He rested his forehead on yours, breathing deeply and squeezing his eyes shut.“We can do this no strings attached if that’s what you want. I’ll do whatever you want, we don’t have to put a title on anything and you don’t even have to call me afterwards. I just know that I want to be with you and if you want to do it like a friends with benefits deal than that’s fine, I’ll do it. Just please, don’t walk out on me.” He whispered, his breath tickling your face since he was so close to you.

The words came out of your mouth before you had time to process what you were saying.

“Ok.”

“Okay? Okay!” He beamed, leaving little kisses up and down your jawline before stopping back at your lips and pulling you in deeply. You shoved him off.

“But no romantic shit, or calling asking where I’ve been or commenting on my instagram photos, nothing. It’s you and me and really great sex and that’s it.” You demanded.

You could tell he was a little hurt, but he brushed it off. “As long as you don’t try and make me breakfast afterwards it’s a deal.” He smirked.

You stuck your tongue out at him and he rolled his eyes before pulling you back in for another kiss. He ran his hands up and down your torso, under the shirt you were wearing, causing you to let out a small giggle.

“Luke, stop that!’ You laughed, but his hands tickled you further. “Luke!” One of his hands wrapped around your waist and the other continued to tickle you.
“Stop this? Stop tickling? Is that what you want?” He laughed along with you.
You gasped for air, “Y-Yes, Luke!”
“Say it again baby!”

“Luke?” At the sound of his name being called by someone other than you, Luke whipped his head around.

“C-Calum.” He cleared his throat and let go of you, stepping in front of you almost as if to block you from Calum’s gaze. He was standing in the doorway, having just walked in to the sight of you two in his very own apartment.

“What the fuck is this. Y/N what the hell are you doing here with him?” Calum looked absolutely furious.

“Calm down mate, it’s not what you think.” Luke tried to reason.

“Bullshit! She’s in your clothes and you both look like you just finished round two.” In two steps, Calum was across the room and up in Luke’s face, clearly ready to fight. “You brought her home. You knew how I felt about her and you sought her out and brought her home and fucked her you asshole!” Calum shouted, the vein in his neck bulging and prominent.

“We didn’t do anything, Cal I swear!”

He rolled his eyes. “You expect me to believe that you, Luke fucking Hemmings, brought a girl home, let her spend the night, and didn’t even touch her? Yeah, quite likely.” He spat.

You spoke up. “Honestly Calum nothing happened.”

He turned to you, a look of pain and anger on his face. “Don’t give me that. How could you? We spend an amazing night together and then you walk out and I never hear from you again, and a week later you fuck my roommate? You’re fucking bitch and a slut.” He roared.

You were quiet and very unsure of what to say until Luke stepped in again, pulling you behind him as if to shield you from Calum’s words. “Don’t you dare talk to her like that!” Luke seethed.

“Don’t tell me what I can or can’t fucking do.” Calum gave Luke a hard shove to the chest before turning back to you.

“He’ll break your heart Y/N, don’t think he won’t. He’s done it before and you’ll be no different, you hear me? You’ll end up broken and useless just like all the others before you.”

“Calum please, you don’t have to make this such a problem!” Luke reasoned, trying  simultaneously to protect you and also to not lose his best friend. He knew he fucked up. He knew he shouldn’t have gone after you, let alone brought you home when Calum had practically confessed his love to you. But Luke wasn’t used to having limitations on who he could and couldn’t have, so he did it anyway without thinking he might have to face consequences for it. And now he had hurt his best friend and he was about to pay the price.

“No, this is big Luke. You fucked up big and I don’t want to hear from you anymore. I hope she’s everything you want. You deserve each other.” And with that, Calum stormed out of the room and left the two of you alone in stunned silence. It was awhile before any of you said anything, until you spoke.

“Luke are you okay?” You could barely get the words out. You felt awful. You had never actually had to face the consequences of your behavior like that before. You just watched two best friends stop being best friends, all because of you. Luke turned his back to you and faced the wall, his chest heaving.

“FUCK!” He roared as his fist jutted out and slammed into the wall, leaving a dent in its place. “Fuck, I just lost my best friend. I-I just lost him…” He trailed off.

“I’m sure you didn’t lose him Luke. He’ll get over it and you’ll go back to being bros and everything will be fine. Just give it time.” You reached out to touch him, and you felt his whole body relax under your touch. He took a deep breath before turning back to you and pulling you into his arms, resting his chin on the top of your head. You were stunned at his sudden affection.

“I’m sure you’re right. I’ll just leave him be for awhile and then everything will go back to how it was.” You could tell he was trying to talk himself into it. “And Y/N? Don’t let what he said get to you okay? He was just mad at me and he was taking it out on you. I-I still want to be with you and I’m not gonna hurt you okay? I know it’s a lot to ask for you to trust me, but I guess that’s what I’m asking for.”

You pulled away from him and looked him dead in the eye, your features unreadable. “You’re giving up a friendship to be nothing more than a casual hookup with me?”

“I-I guess I am.”

Now you felt awful. You knew what your intentions were, and they weren’t good. You planned to use him, and then leave him, breaking his heart so that he would think twice the next time he used a girl. You had done it so many times before, so why was this time so different? Why did it suddenly feel so wrong?

“No, no you shouldn’t do that. I’m not worth it, I-I’m not-”

“No, don’t you dare say that.” He cupped your cheeks in his hands. “I may have been a jerk before, but it’s not gonna be like that anymore. I’m trying to change okay? And maybe you don’t want that, but I do.”

“Luke, don’t.”

“No, fuck, you’re not listening to me!” He yelled. “I want to love you. I guess I’ve been waiting for a girl like you to come around and I didn’t even know it, and I know I was a player and I know you don’t want a relationship but I know it’s you I’m starting to fall in love with. I couldn’t get you out of my head from the very first conversation I had with you and that’s never happened to me before. Please, Y/N just let me be yours. Let me love you, please.” You could see the beginning of tears start to form in his eyes. God, you wanted so badly to tell him you felt the same way. That you liked the way he felt curled up beside you in bed and that you wanted to give him a chance and you wanted to fall in love with him, but you were so scared. Scared that he would get to know you and find out you weren’t what he thought. Scared that he would find another girl better than you, or that he would fuck you once and then decide he was done. You just couldn’t believe that he had changed so quickly. You wouldn’t put yourself through the pain of being left behind yet again. Too many times had the very words Luke was speaking been said to you, with half the meaning. Maybe he had changed, but you hadn’t. Your walls were still up and his romanticism wasn’t enough to knock them down.

‘No. No this isn’t going to work.” You removed his hands from your face.

“Y/N.” He whispered.

“Clearly, you want more from me than I want to give you. I’m not going to be somebody’s girlfriend or crush that you hold onto until something better comes along. That’s not me Luke, I don’t do commitment.” You tried to speak with sincerity, but your eyes gave you away.

“No I’m not accepting that. I know you feel something for me. I can see it in the way you look at me. You want this just as much as I do.” He sounded more like he was trying to convince himself rather than trying to sway you. “Look me in the eyes and tell me you won’t love me. Tell me you don’t feel something too.” He took your hands in his and you could feel them shaking. You did. You felt something strong, and maybe it was love and maybe it wasn’t but you felt something, And you would never admit it.
“I don’t love you. I don’t want you. And I think it’s best we stop this before it starts.” You spoke coldly, yet his heart wasn’t the only one breaking.

“Y-You’re heartless.” His voice broke. If only you were then this would be so much easier.

“Maybe I am. But I didn’t promise you anything. Don’t take it so personally.” And with a final glance at him you gathered your things and walked away from him, the boy who would’ve loved you right. Maybe you were heartless and maybe you should’ve stayed, but that’s not who you were anymore. You couldn’t stay. You wouldn’t. Even if that’s what you wanted. “Goodbye Luke.”
And you left. You left him standing there with a broken heart just like you had left the week earlier. Only this time, you had no intention of coming back.

_____

Part Three

Masterlist

Tree, Beebo, and Me

(A/N) high school, algebra, and my English teacher suck butthole.
Request- A cuddly tree or Beebo? Why not both!!!!
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“Baby! Can you come down for a sec I need to ask you something.” Brendon calls from the living room, I put away my pants and go downstairs.

“Yes?”

“Is it ok if Dallon comes over? We’re just going to discuss some…umm…tour things.”

“Why not Kenny? It concerns him too. I know you love Dallon but-”

“He’s busy now so it’s just Dallon. Ok?” He says fast like a kid lying.

“Fine. Ok. Just don’t make a mess.” I say he nods as he goes to call Dallon I suppose. I finish up the laundry and turn on Netflix in our room. I hear Dallon and Brendon conversing downstairs over Atticus telling Scout they can still read on the dl. I really don’t know why I’m watching To Kill a Mockingbird at 10:00 at night someone help me. I hear footsteps up the steeps until the door swings open.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you something.” Brendon says as Dallon turns off the TV.

“What?”

“I’ve been obsessed with the idea of a threesome and that’s why Dallon is here. If you want someone else that’s ok, but…I just…I’m sorry.” He looks down at the floor while Dallon sits on the end of the bed. I crawl over to Dallon and wrap my arms around him his head turns to me, I kiss him softly. They both stare at me like I shot a mockingbird.

“That’s a yes gentlemen.” They both smile and we start taking off our clothes. While my shirt is over my head, slipping it off, I feel Dallon’s hands go over my stomach and lie me down. Once my shirt is off I look at him kissing his way down.

“Such a beautiful body, even from this angle.” Dallon says as he pops the button off, slipping my pants off. He licks the fabric and I sigh slightly. He slips them off and slowly goes down on me. Brendon and me are making out as I pump him, he plays with my breasts, hitting them lightly, pinching my nipples. I cum on Dallon’s face, Brendon comes on my hand, and the most amazing thing happens.

Dallon licks my hand covered with Brendon.

He runs his hands through Dallon’s hair and looks up at him.

“I expect the same treatment baby boy.”

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31 Pilots. (I am the definition of lame)

(A/N) 24 more days till my birthday and FOB concert!

Request- a Josh Dun/Tyler Joseph/you threesome. Josh is dominate while Tyler is sweet.
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Tyler lays me down and kisses my neck, hands going up and down my sides. He slips them under my shirt. He massages my breasts and sips the shirt off. Throwing it to the side, he un hooks my bra and stares at my breasts. Just as he is about to go at one the door bell rings.

“Who can that be?! It’s like 10:00!”

“Stay here, I think I know who it is.” He throws me my shirt and goes downstairs. I don’t put on my shirt I just cover up my breasts. I peek around the door. Josh and Tyler are whispering. Josh catches a glimpse of me.

“Hello my dear! How are you?” He asks as he turns his attention towards me.

“I’m good. What’s wrong.”

“Nothing. Why?”

“It’s 10:00 at night and-”

“Babe, do you remember when you said you wanted to try new things?”

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anonymous asked:

I love your head canons. They give me life in this desperate time between books. I've seen lots of yr Lynch family hcs and it made me wonder: did Niall ever sit the boys down for "the talk"?? Did he ever suspect that Ronan was gay?? Or did Declan ever try to assert himself as big bro and buy Ronan condoms or something?? I need to know!

mmmmmmmmthank you omgggggg 

  • OKAY i feel like niall MOST LIKELY was not around enough to give the boys the talk (or to know that ronan was gay)
  • and he’s an irish catholic male so the likely-hood that he would willingly go into the subject with his  sons is unlikely, i picture more of a slap on the back, gruff ‘haha dont get her pregnant’ kind of thing 
  • aurora however
  • she sat them down and was like, ‘listen here, you will respect whomever the lovely girl is that you decide to give your gift to and-’ ‘OH MY GOD MOM’ ‘declan lynch you will sit down and listen or i will show every girl you ever bring to this house your naked baby photos’
  • and i bet she left condoms under their pillows with little notes that said shit like ‘dont be silly, protect your willie’ and ‘cover your stump before you hump’
  • aurora eventually realizes that ronan is gay, maybe from the way he doesnt join in when declan oggles at girls on television, or the magazines she finds with pages dog eared over men under his bed
  • she doesnt try and force him to talk about it, mostly because i think she realizes he’s not even sure he knows fully yet, has accepted it fully yet
  • but she hugs him real tight and says whenever she can ‘i’ll always love you, no matter what, you know that right? there is nothing you could ever do to make me stop loving you.’ and he’s like ‘sheesh mom chill’
  • but she just smiles 
  • declan probably does try and talk about girls with ronan and he buys ronan condoms as a kind of joke birthday gift at one point
  • but ronan just shrugs him off and makes it clear he isnt interested in talking to him about that kind of stuff
  • because first off, ronan hates declans casual promiscuity and the way he treats most girls, and second, it scares him that he doesn’t see girls the same way that declan does
  • flash foward though AURORA MUST HAVE JUST DIED WHEN SHE MET ADAM
  • when ronan and adam are in cabeswater together one day visting her she is just beaming because she worried so much about ronan not accepting himself or that he would never find someone but adam is just so perfect and the way ronan looks at him makes her so. incredibly. happy.

the lynch’s will be the death of me i stg

Two Smoking Guns 11

Summary: AU: First Day of your new Job, first day of class, should be all peaches and cream, except for the fact that your new Boss and your Professor are the most attractive men you’d ever met, and they won’t stop staring at you.

Author: @i4z-0892-imagines

Pairing: Sam x Reader, Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,014

Warnings: NSFW Smut smut smutty smut smut

A/N: As always I request feedback! Dean-Centric

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 -


The doors to the elevators opened and you stepped into the lobby, you weren’t sure what you were going to do, you hadn’t thought it out, take the limo home let him find a ride home, call a cab, call Jess? You yanked your trench coat over your shoulders, when a hand gripped your arm. You spun around to meet Dean’s breathless face.

“Y/N, that wasn’t what it looked like.” He panted, you were taken aback by the fact that he’d gotten down to the lobby so fast, and since you were unaware of another elevator you had to assume he used the stairs. His stamina aside you pulled yourself free of him.

“Oh really? Because what it looked like was you parading me around to make Little Miss Better-Than-You jealous.” You hissed, biting back the tears that threatened your eyes. “I am so stupid, to think that you’d want anything to do with someone like me when you could have someone like that. Well thank you for the humiliating evening.” You bit, as you pulled the earrings he had delivered to you the day before, and handing them to him.

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Prologue (part 7)

(clearing throat)“Um.”

“How can we help you,” he recited in a monotone, still scrolling. I rolled my eyes, glimpsing at his name tag.

“I’m picking up for Clara Crosby.”

The cashier blinked lazily, locking his phone with a sigh and stuffing it into his shirt pocket. “Just a minute, ma’am.”

“Sorry to trouble you, Trevor.” 

I watched his skinny, hot-pink-polo clad torso walk away, before examining the rest of the shit behind the shelf, my eyes briefly stopping on the KY jelly and gummy worm sized condoms under a massive sign that read “For Him”, while I drummed my fingers on the counter to the beat of “Gleeb!” by DJ Sul Sul. 

I was only surprised at first that I wasn’t the only person in the store. But as I walked past the two other customers I nearly gagged at the sharp scent of weed that just seemed to radiate off of them. They were clearing out the snack shelves, picking up like 3 of the same thing then laughing hysterically for no apparent reason. Munchie crowd. In the hopes of avoiding a contact-high, and knowing the cashier would be taking his sweet time, I let myself wander.

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anonymous asked:

Imagine u're under Jonathan, making out with him and he's dry humping you when there's a knock at the door. Before he can even get off u Joyce steps before quickly retreating. Joyce slides condoms under his door, u giggle and Jonathan covers his face

SHE AINT HAVING GRANDKIDS ANYTIME SOON LEMME TELL YA

Isaac Imagine #1

Requested: yes
No warnings (I think)


“Wait! You’re still coming over tonight right?” Isaac asked you.

“Yeah, of course. Just a little bit later than we had originally planned because I have to put dinner in the oven.” You explained, whilst walking to Lydia’s car.

“Ok, great. I’ll have the movies ready. I love you.” Isaac smiled, pulling you so you could be face to face. Even if he was almost a whole foot taller than you.

“I love you too, baby. See you tonight.” You smiled, placing a kiss on his nose.

Lydia drove you home quickly and then you got to work with making dinner for the rest of your family. Some Rosemary here, a little thyme there. Yeah, the chicken looked and smelled great.

“Hey honey, I’m home!” Your oldest sibling called out.

“Great! I was just leaving! Can I have the keys? Like now.” You smiled.

“Someone must have a hot date.” They winked.

“Sure do, and if I want to be on time I have to leave now!” You yelled, running past them and snatching the keys right out of their hand.

As soon as you showed up to the McCall/Lahey residence, the door flung open. Stiles and Scott.

“We were just leaving, have a fun night you two. If you need protection I hid a box of condoms under the bathroom sin-” Stiles started before Scott clamped a hand over his mouth.

“I trust you two will be responsible, I’ll be home by 11, stay safe.” Scott smiled.

“You two are such dads! Have fun!” You laughed, heading up the driveway and shutting the front door behind you.

“Isaac, I’m here!” You yelled.

“Coming!” Isaac replied.

You made yourself comfortable. Kicking off your shoes, pulling some blankets from the closet and lying down on the couch.

“Hey honey bunny, Melissa’s at work?” You asked.

“I don’t like being called honey bunny, but yes, if you must know, we have the house to ourselves.” Isaac sighed.

“Hmm, so it’s just me and some ridiculously handsome guy, all alone in this big old house?” You asked, sitting up and straddling Isaac, beginning to press kisses up his neck.

“Y-Ye-Yeah, just you and me, oh, a-and the horror movies I picked.” Isaac stuttered.

You stopped your actions immediately, “And that’s my cue to leave! That’s all folks. Thanks for watching!”

“Get back here! Scott said they’re not even that scary, plus, I’ll be here to watch over you.” Isaac smiled down at you since he was now cradling you against his chest.

“Fine, but listen to me when I say that if I do get scared, you better believe that every movie night from this day forth will be nothing but chick flicks.” You threatened.

“I would gladly watch anything with you. Well anything, except ‘John Tucker Must Die.’ That movie sucks.” Isaac laughed.

“That will be the first!” You exclaimed.

Isaac laughed, before setting you down and popping a DVD in the DVD player.

“Which one is first?” You asked, settling yourself on Isaac’s lap.

“'The Purge’ then the second one.” Isaac answered.

“Well if I’m going to be tortured, can you at least feed me?” You questioned.

“Oh yeah! That reminds me that Melissa made cookies and cupcakes.” Isaac said.

“Yummy! Do oh guys have popcorn? I really want popcorn.” You said, but more to yourself as you got up and made your way to the kitchen. “Here it is! I’ll just make 2 bags just in case.”

After the popcorn was popped, you took the bowl of popcorn and the tray of cupcakes and cookies out to the living room. Then rushed back to get waters.

“Now are you ready?” Isaac asked.

You nodded and again, settled yourself on his lap to watch the movie , and munched away on some popcorn.

“Oh my gosh, theses people are insane!” You exclaimed.

“It’s the law, they can do it if they want.” Isaac replied.

“Who would want to murder their neighbors?” You asked.

“Crazy people.”

“Yeah, my point exactly.”

After 'The Purge’ was over, Isaac was a little bit upset that you weren’t that scared so the scary movies kept coming. First, it was 'The Exorcist’, then 'Paranormal Activity’, and finally 'Oculus’.

“I want you to take me home.” You stuttered.

“Why, are you scared?” Isaac teased.

“Yes, yes I am. There is no way I’m going outside after my boyfriend purposely tried to scare me!” You exclaimed.

“Fine, but I don’t want you to leave yet.” Isaac sighed.

“I want to go home where I’ll be safe and sound, and where nobody will try to scare me with movies I don’t want.” You pointed out.

“Fine fine fine. Sure don’t stay in the house where two werewolves live.” Isaac sarcastically replied.

“Do you remember what happened last time you two tried to watch somebody? Oh that’s right! You guys fell asleep!” You laughed.

“Ok let’s get you home.” Isaac laughed.

As soon as you stepped out, you noticed that none of the street lights were on, despite it being about 11.

“Isaac, doesn’t this just seem weird to you?” You asked, reaching back for your boyfriend’s hand.

Oh yeah, yup, nothing.

“Isaac! Isaac! This isn’t funny!” You screeched.

You stupidly decided to continue on your way to your car. You never remembered this neighborhood ever being this silent.

“Boo!” Stiles, Scott, and Isaac jumped out.

You let out a high pitched scream and fled back to the house, into Isaac’s room, and closed the door.

“(Y/N), come on it was funny!” Stiles laughed.

“Stiles, I’ll get your dad’s permission to fake break into your house and shove your precious bats up your ass! As for you, Scott, I’ll be making my way over to the hospital right after I’m done killing all three of you. And Isaac, I’m not telling you, you receive the worst.” You seethed.

“How are you going to get out now? We’re all standing right here and you know you can’t stay mad.” Stiles asked.

“The jump from here to the front lawn doesn’t seem too bad.” You noted.

“You are not jumping out of the window!” Isaac yelled.

“Yeah I am!” You yelled.

“No!”

“Yeah!”

“No!”

“Ok well then, I’ll go past you but if any of you pull anything I’m not responsible for any injuries you get.” You said.

A chorus of ok’s were heard and you slowly opened the door.

“Why do you have a bunch of clothes with you?” Scott asked.

“As a part of Isaac’s punishment I’m taking all his sweaters and cardigans! And his leather jacket! And some sweats!” You laughed, “Now, Scott and Stiles in front of me and Isaac behind. You’re all going to escort me to my car.”

After you made it safely to your car and probably sped all the way home, you finally cuddled down into your bed and started watching Disney movies to help with your new found fear of pretty much everything.

“(Y/N)! Isaac is here! He’s coming up!” Your mom yelled.

“Go away, I’m mad at you.” You said right as he opened the door.

“No, I’ve come to apologize and watch movies with you. Also to make sure you stay safe.” Isaac sighed.

“Hurry up.” You scowled. He quickly kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt, leaving him in his sweats.

“I love you.” He whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of you head.

“Yeah, I love you too.” You sighed.


A/N: There you go Anon! Thanks for the request and I hope this is everything you asked for. If it isn’t, then sorry, I’ll try harder next time. If YOU want to request something, go ahead! I don’t bite. Thanks for reading!

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4. I can't believe you believed me! Erejean.

Jean held his breath for a few moments and the let it out with a ‘whoosh’ and dropped his head to pant against the pillow.

“Are you alright?” Eren asked, unable to see Jean’s face from this angle, only the bumps of his spine and the jut of his shoulder-blades.

“Fine!” Jean said, far too loudly for comfort. “Just get on with it.”

“Okay.” Eren adjusted his grip on Jean’s hips, looking down in fascination at his arse, and the way Eren’s cock pushed into it. Amazing, he thought, his own breathing erratic and his heart thundering in his chest. He was really doing it-

“Wait! Stop. Jesus fuck,” Jean burst out.

Eren waited, his calf threatening to cramp up, wondering if he’d done something wrong.

“I mean take it out!” Jean finally said, after some more squirming. As soon as Eren had done so Jean curled up and Eren flopped down beside him, frowning. Jean had his head hidden in his arms, and Eren cautiously stretched out a hand and patted his back, his erection wilting in the condom under a rush of worry.

“Are you okay?”

Jean made an ambiguous noise.

“Did I do something wrong? You said you’d done this heaps of times.” And laughed in Eren’s face for admitting he was still a virgin.

“I know what I said,” Jean replied, muffled.

“You said ‘I was getting laid when you were still working out how to jerk off.’” Eren still didn’t know if he was annoyed about it or not. He’d thought he was sort of lucky to be here, in the end, regardless of Jean’s attempts to irritate him.

“I can’t believe you believed me!” Jean lifted his head, and Eren got a look at his face; red and slightly teary and somehow offended as well.

“Why wouldn’t I believe you?” Eren asked. “You’re kind of cool,” he said, a bit grudgingly.

Jean blinked at him. “Seriously?”

“Wait, you were lying? What about all the other things you said you’ve done?”

“Never mind that.” Jean propped himself up on one elbow. “You think I’m cool?”

“I guess! I’m here, aren’t I? In your bed.”

“Yeah, you are.” Jean was looking at him with an expression Eren had never seen before, sort of wondering, like he’d only just realised something. He rolled over and sat up, crossing his legs. “I’m not really that cool,” he muttered.

“That’s becoming increasingly obvious,” Eren said, and it was a relief almost when Jean swatted his arm, like old times. “So you’ve never done this before?”

Jean shook his head.

Eren heaved a sigh and stretched his arms up over his head. “Okay. You’re kind of an idiot.”

“You’re not gonna leave?” Jean asked hesitantly.

“Do you want me to?”

“Nah,” he said, and Eren shifted to make room as Jean lay back down beside him.

Talk the Talk

Pairing: Kurt/Elliott

Rating: NC-17

Word count: 3700

Warnings: anal (bottom!kurt), communication kink, awkward-turned-hot sex, sexually overconfident Kurt. 

Summary: Kurt and Elliott start dating after a couple drunken hookups. This is their first time having sex as boyfriends (sober boyfriends.)

Notes: this was supposed to be a sex-gone-wrong fic but it went horribly awry and so its just a lot of porn. No mention of Blaine or angst over that, no ship bashing, just porn and communication. Read on the AO3

Their first time having sex as boyfriends is also, coincidentally, the first time that they have sex together sober. It’s not that Kurt is super into the whole angsty I-like-you-but-can’t-admit-it thing, really.

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