Dawn ❤️

A/N: This is a NSFW story. I am tagging it dubcon because of the situation although I consider all participants willing, albeit with troubling motivations.

Book: TRR with sprinkles of ACOR and Bloodbound.

If you like this fic please like, comment and/or reblog. Feedback is an enormous motivator : )

2. A Rendezvous with Royalty

“It’s beautiful,” Riley whispers as her gaze traverses the view from the high rise panorama.

“It is indeed,” Liam agrees. “You have a truly remarkable city. I wish I could have seen more of it.”

There’s a sadness in his voice, one she can’t quite match to the opulence of their surroundings.

“You didn’t see everything you wanted to?”

All characters belong to Pixelberry

Warnings for this chapter: NSFW, Smut, all kinds of Smut.

No one under 18, please

Word Count: 2898

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Colt x MC (Ellie)

Summary: Ellie surprises Colt for Christmas.

This is solely for @desiree-0816​ because she asked so nicely and sent me such…inspiring pictures. lol. Hope you like it Des! It’s just a little something I threw together for fun. Not really edited either so forgive me!

Warnings: language, look away children, 18+

So I hit a big milestone a while ago and I've been trying to think of what I can do to show over 500 of you crazy people who follow me how much I appreciate you ...

But I kept coming up blank.

Sooooo I decided to let you decide. 🤷 Anyone who follows me and reblogs this will get entered into one of those randomizer thingies and I will contact the first and the tenth person that comes up. I'll message you and we'll chat and brainstorm and ...well, your wish is my command.( Within reason of course 😏)

So good luck and most of all, in all seriousness ... THANK YOU. I don't know why you follow me, but I'm beyond grateful that you do. 💕

XOXO

All characters belong to Pixelberry

Warnings for this chapter: NSFW, Smut, all kinds of Smut.

No one under 18, please

Word Count: 3871

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A/N: YAY! So we’re to the Maxwell chapter. Okay, there’s been a lot of anticipation and excitement for this one, which makes me nervous to post it because I hope you guys aren’t expecting too much. As I’ve said repeatedly these are really just the most absolutely ridiculous reasons for smut, so don’t focus on the plotline too hard ;) but I think you’ll all enjoy Drake in this. I feel like for the situation I stayed pretty true to his character. He’s still not REAL Drake, because REAL Drake would never allow this just like REAL Paisley wouldn’t ;) 

Alright, enjoy Maxwell …

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Series Premise: What happens when the king can’t take no for an answer on his marriage proposal?

Chapter Premise: Portavira and Castelsarreillan revisited. Some of those secrets everyone’s got are coming out. 

Catch Up: Heavier Things Masterlist

Pairing: Drake x MC (Alyssa Devereaux)

A/N: This is my first series, first AU, and IT. IS. DARK. Who knew, when I’m such a fluff-lover? The story begins and diverges from TRR Book 2, Ch. 16. I am afraid it might be the HOT MESS EXPRESS, but I’ll never know unless I try. I will be happy to tag anyone interested! (and I’ll remove you from tags if you hate it!)

This chapter kinda covers Book 3, Ch. 4, 5, 7, and 8, but this is all pretty wavery since we’re in AU land. Do not read anything I write if you’re not at least 18 years old.

Ummmm … so Hana and I both did a lot of research about the comedown effect of molly/ecstasy/MDMA. That’s bad stuff, y’all. Especially, like, if you didn’t know you were taking it. RIP serotonin. The day after is sometimes known as “suicide Tuesday.” soooooo yeah. Do not recommend.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to @dcbbw, @star-spangled-eyes, @emceesynonymroll, and @bbrandy2002, who’ve spent the last week reading and rereading and making suggestions, especially when I needed to fix some character interactions (love you, Enna!) and to Brandy for giving that last line we needed. 

Also, when any of you guys like and comment and reblog, I feel like I have wings! Thanks for reading my crap. You’re the BEST. Thank you for waiting a whole week for this. It’s definitely NOT worth the wait. lol xoxo

Some dialogue and all characters belong to Pixelberry except for my best girl Alyssa Devereaux.

Warnings for this series: Smut, mental illness, sexual assault, sexual harassment, murder, violence, gun violence, corrupt medical practice, illegal drug use, dubcon, possible major character deaths … God, I don’t even know what else. Language, always language. Do not read this if you’re under 18. Also, very misguided Liam warning if you are a super Liam stan. I’m trying not to make him Evil Liam, but it’s not going well at all.

Warnings for this chapter: Smut! 🍋🍋, always language, effects of illegal drug use, attempted sexual assault, violence, suicide ideation

Word count: 5682

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Drake pulled Maxwell aside as they boarded the jet for Portavira. “Make sure you don’t say anything in front of Devereaux about hoping the plane crashes.”

“Wasn’t planning on it, since I apparently can’t even be honest about my goddamn sad feelings without everybody jumping down my throat!”

Drake pressed a thumb between his eyes. “You know her parents are dead, right?”

“Yeah.”

“They died in a small plane crash.”

All characters belong to Pixelberry

Warnings for this chapter: NSFW, Smut, all kinds of Smut.

No one under 18, please

Word Count: 3164

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A/N: this chapter is also doubling as an answer to a request from @ladyangel70​ she requested a Drake x Madeleine pairing way back when I did my 200 follower giveaway, and I’d already written this and asked her if it could count because I just can’t do this to Drake more than once ;) Hehe, I hope it’s what you were hoping for!

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Book: Bloodbound

Pairing: Adrian Raines x MC (Amy)

Summary: Adrian found out that Amy sleep with Jax and he can't control his jealousy.

Prompt: @desiree-0816 send me 'Im going to show you what a real fucking is' Hope you like it and it's according to yours expectations!

Words: 1693

Note: As always, English it's not my first language and if anyone wants to make a request, I would love it!

Adrian x mc tag list: @blackcatkita @darley1101 @adrianrainesworld @alesana45 @choicesfannatalie @itscassandraleig-blog @mattrodriguezmylife @malakbesharah @bigmemesplz

Permant list: @gardeningourmet

Warnings: sex / blowjob / jealousy / angst (a little) / fluff

"Adrian, stop, I'm sorry!" Amy follow him through the door of the department they shared. After almost two years of officially dating, they decide to move together to a penthouse with an amazing view of Central Park. It was big, full of windows, even if they didn't open it them during the day and, thanks to Amy decorations, cozy.

"I can't believe you fucked with Matsuo!" Adrian told her, angry, as they enter to their home. He took off his blazer and drop it in the couch.

"I told you, was before we were serious! It didn't mean nothing for either of us! I was just a one night thing!" Damn Lily, why she couldn't have her mouth shut this one time?

"That sounds incredible better" He said, ironically. He was mad, she not only had been with another guy but also lie about it.

"What do you expect I say? I can't undo that! And it was one time, two years ago, before we started to officially date!" She putted her hands in his head forcing him, with a little of her super strength, to look at her. "I never cared about him like I do for you. I love you Adrian." Without say anything, he took her hands of his face and went to the bedroom. She sighed and went to the balcony to take a breath… It was true, it hadn't mean nothing for her or Jax and also was true it was before they were officially dating, she even felt like crap the morning after that happened, the problem was she didn't know how to fixed this.

She went in and through the bedroom, he already had change in some sweatpants and a t-shirt, sitting in the bed with his phone. She took off her jean, shoes and blouse and, in her underwear, started to search her nighty.

"Damnit" she muttered, mad with herself, kicking a drawer to close it. Adrian up his gaze toward her and watch her. He hated be mad with her, she was one of the best things that ever happen to him but he couldn't help it. The jealousy he was feeling was strong enough to imagine Jax over her again and again, she moaning his name instead of Adrian's, Matsuo's hands touching all the places that he used to touch. This was driving him crazy.

"Did you enjoyed it?" He asked, his voice cold as steel, hating himself for that, he normally could control his temper.

"What?" She turned to look at him, his eyes roaming her body but it wasn't with his usually lust, it was with pure jealousy.

"You hear me. Did you enjoy it?" He walked slowly toward her, keeping his eyes on her.

"I…" She bite her bottom lip, whatever she said would make it worst. She didn't know why but every time she saw him this mad, she felt a tingle of excitement in her whole body. "It didn't mean anything"

"I didn't ask you that." His eyes roamed her body again, stopping now and then. "I ask you if you enjoyed fuck with him" His hand suddenly grabbed her ass making her gasp. Another excited tingle traveled through her body. "Did he touched your ass like that?" He hand squeezing a little more hard, and she groaned softly.

"No one can touch me like you, baby" She putted her hand in his chest and downed it towards the waist of his sweatpants.

He pushed her to the closet door and caressed her pussy above her panties. "And fuck you?" His voice was a mix between angry, jealousy and lust, making it deeper enough to Amy gets more horny.

"I…" Another groan escaped her lips, his hand continue moving soft enough to excited her and make her want more. "Adrian, you are the only one who drives me crazy"

"Good" He moved her panties to the side and slide a finger inside her, she was already so wet. "Cause I can stop imagining his hands all over you and it's driving me mad." He kissed her lips with pure animal desire, pushing his tongue inside her mouth and grabbing her ass with both hands hard. He took a step back.

"Take off your underwear" His voice demanding and she love it. She stood there, naked, for a few seconds before he was kissing her again, roughly. Before she notice, they were in front of the window.

"So you can enjoy the view you love so much." He turned her around, so her breast went plain, touching the cold glass, he kneeled for a second scraping the skin of her back with his fangs from her butt toward her nape while his hand sneaked from behind in her pussy, making her gasp loudly. "I'm going to show you what a real fucking is" He hold her pinned against the window while she felt his boner in her butt through his pants. His thumb stroking her clit and his middle finger going in and out of her.

"Oh my god, baby, yes!" She moaned, softly.

"Did you moaned for him like that?" He said in her ear, grabbing one of her breast with his free hand, while his fangs bit her neck.

"Mmh N-no Adrian." She said between panting, his hands rough over her, making every part of her felt like fire.

"Good girl" He nibbled her earlobe, continue his movements, and adding a second finger inside her. She tried to move her hips with him but he pushed her with his hand towards his hips, holding her still and leaned her against his dick.

They stayed like that for a few moments before he took a step back and took off his t-shirt and sweatpants. "Turn around" She did and he pushed her back against the window, kissing her hard, playing with her nipples, she scraped the skin of his back with her nails.

She grabbed his cock through his boxers fabric, hard. "Baby, please, I want you now" Her voices full of desire and her pussy wet for him. Before he could react, she was in her knees taking off his boxer and pulling his dick in her mouth.

"Fuck Amy" He said closing his eyes and grabbing her hair. She hold him in her hand while her mouth sucked it, hard.

"I didn't do this with him, if you are asking" She said before she licked his dick and putted inside her mouth again faster and deeper. He was so close to cum in her mouth but he didn't want that, so he took a step back again.

"Stand up and touch yourself." He said, demanding, full of lust and desire.

"But I--" She loved when he was bossy with her but she wanted him, badly. She stand.

"Touch yourself imagine me inside you. Show me how much you want me" He kissed her mouth hard, leading her hand between her legs. She pushed two fingers inside, gasping, while his hands was in her breast and his mouth in her neck, throat and shoulder. She moaned louder, thinking her fingers were his hard dick, wanting him more than anything.

"Did you desire him this much?" His voice in her ear, deep and hot, making her shiver.

"God, no" She gasped harder when his mouth took one of her breast in and his fangs scraped her skin. "I--" She groaned. "I never desire anyone like you, baby"

He took her hand off and turned around so her chest was against the glass once more, he moved her hips through his and pushed his dick in her pussy from behind.

"Oh fuck, yes!" He hold her hips hard with one hand, leaving bruises, while the other caressed her back until her hair, pulling it.

"You like it?" He keep his thrusts, harder and deeper, she was already so close, he could feel it. His hand leave her hip and return to her clit.

"Oh my god, Adrian!" She yelp, her legs trembling and her skin sweaty. "Baby, I-- I almost--" He turned her toward him, face to face, pushing his dick inside her.

"Look at me when you came" She keep it her eyes on his, moaning, with her hands on his face. One of his hand where above her shoulder, against the glass, while the other in her waist, holding her, keeping coming in and out of her.

She moaned one last time, coming hard and shivering, hugging his neck and nibbling his earlobe, after a final deep thrust, he followed her, groaning in her ear. They stayed like that for a moment until Adrian carried her in bridal style toward the bed.

"Are you okay?" He kissed her and putted one hand in her waist.

"I'm fine, baby. That was hot!" He chuckled a bit and she putted her hands on his chest and her head above it. "You still mad?" Her big brown eyes looking his blue ones.

"No" he sigh and started to caressing her waist. "I'm sorry I lost my temper, the jealousy I felt drove me crazy… You are too important to me, I love you Amy. It's scare me that someday you decide you want something different."

"I love you too, Adrian. I just want to be with you" She started stroking his cheek, lovingly. "I don't know what is going to happen in five, ten or two hundred years, but I do know you are the only one for me." She kissed him in the lips, her tongue softly exploring his mouth. "But if making you jealous turns out in this…" She said with a mischievous smile "... I'm might do it more often" He stared at her serious, frowning. "I'm kidding Adrian!"

He pulled on top of him, caressing her back and kissing her. "You are terrible, love"

"I'm sorry you find out like this" She said, looking at him with guilt.

"Don't worry Amy, I understand." He kissed her forehead and covered them with the blanket. She snuggled close to him, caressing his chest while his arms hugged her tightly. They drift asleep together, holding each other all the night.

A ROD Christmas Story

Pairing:  Logan X Aly (RoD)

Rating: Pure Fluff!!

This is my contribution to the 12 Days of Ficmas challenge hosted by @leelee10898.  Thank you so much for letting me play!!

Contributors: @hopefulmoonobject @allaboutchoices  @zaffrenotes @cordoniantrash  @burnsoslow  @fromthedeskofpaisleybleakmore @msjr0119  @texaskitten30 @janezillow  @the-soot-sprite  @mskaneko  @blackcatkita @darley1101 @thecordoniandiaries  @speedyoperarascalparty @ao719 @leelee10898 @cocomaxley @theroyalweisme @alj4890  @bbrandy2002 @cordoniansgonewild @god-save-the-keen @debramcg1106  @emichelle

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Christmas Eve

Logan gazed through the glass sliders watching as the rain spattered gently onto the tiny concrete balcony of the one bedroom apartment he and Aly shared.   He gave a wry smile when he noticed that someone had tossed a string of colored lights haphazardly over one of the palm trees that lined the courtyard below.

Someday.  He thought to himself, Someday I’m going to move us up north and we’ll spend Christmas in the snow instead of rain.

As a California boy born and raised, there was something so magical about the idea of a white Christmas.

We’ll hike through the woods and cut down our own Christmas tree instead of buying one from a roadside stand.  We’ll bundle up with heavy coats, hats and gloves and go outside and build snowmen and have snowball fights and go sledding, then we’ll come inside and drink hot cocoa by a roaring fire. Just like in those Hallmark Christmas movies Aly loves so much.

God, How many of those cheesy movies had they watched since Thanksgiving?  He’d lost count.

When Aly first started watching them, he’d teased her mercilessly. They were predictable, formulaic, the dialogue was corny and the acting was questionable at best.  But after she challenged him to watch with her before completely writing them off, he slowly began to see their appeal.  No matter what seemingly insurmountable odds they faced in the hour and forty-five minute duration of the movie, everything always worked out in the end.

And who didn’t want a happy ending?  

The last year had been difficult for the both of them.  Between the Brotherhood, Kaneko’s death, Aly’s falling out with her dad, and, of course, the pregnancy, it had been a pretty turbulent time, to say the least.  

But it hadn’t been all bad. He’d married the girl of his dreams, and she’d given him the best gift he could ever ask for … a son.  

Logan shifted the bundle in his arms, smiling happily when he felt Gage’s warm head burrow into his neck.  The baby let out a little squawk and Logan patted his back gently.

“Shhh,” he whispered as he brushed his lips over his downy head. “Don’t wake mommy.”

Logan glanced over at his wife, who was wrapped up in a blanket on the couch sleeping soundly as the closing credits of  “Christmas at the Plaza” rolled across the TV screen.     

He’d known from the moment he laid eyes on her that she was going to change his life.  She was so tiny but so goddamn fierce.  She was smart and sassy and so fucking strong, no matter what was thrown at her.  He’d always been a little bit in awe of her.  But never so much as two months ago when he’d held her hand as she struggled to bring their child into the world.  He knew then that he’d underestimated her.  She wasn’t just strong, she was invincible.  She was a goddamn warrior.

But even warriors needed to rest sometimes.

She’d worked so hard to make their first Christmas together special.   They started the day stringing popcorn to hang on the small Balsam fir they set up in the corner of the room. Then they got busy decorating it with the paper snowflakes they’d cut from the copy paper he “borrowed” from work. Once that was done they wrapped the few small gifts they’d gotten for each other and placed them underneath the tree.  The presents weren’t anything extravagant, but they didn’t need much. They already had everything that mattered.

While Logan strung lights around the apartment, Aly baked a batch of her mom’s famous gingerbread cookies.  When he finished with the lights he joined her in the Kitchen and they began carefully piping icing onto the tiny men until a frosting war broke out and they ended up dripping in sticky sugar, laughing like fools.  When evening fell, they shared a what Aly explained was the traditional Christmas Eve dinner in the Wheeler household - glazed ham and scalloped potatoes. Then they retired to the couch to snuggle with Gage as they started a Christmas movie marathon.  

It had been a perfect day.

Well, almost perfect.

Through it all he could sense a wistfulness in Aly.  She was putting on a brave face, but he could see that underneath the smiles and laughter, she was struggling.  

It was their first Christmas together … but it was also her first Christmas away from home.  

Her first Christmas without her dad.

Things were still strained between Aly and her father.  He’d been understandably upset … livid actually … when they told him that Aly was pregnant and they’d gotten married.   There were things said on both sides that wouldn’t be easily forgiven or forgotten. 

Then they left town without saying goodbye.

While Aly was still in the hospital after Gage’s birth, they called her dad to tell him he was a grandfather.  The conversation had been awkward and stilted and painfully brief.  He thanked her for letting him know, wished her well and ended the call.  Aly cried for an hour afterward, and they hadn’t spoken since.  

But tonight was Christmas Eve and if those Hallmark movies taught Logan anything, it was that Christmas was a magical time and even the most hopeless situations could be resolved if you just had a little faith.  

Gage began to fuss in earnest, and with a smile, Logan moved from the window to the kitchen to begin preparing his bottle.

“You better watch out,” he sang softly, “You better not cry.  You better not pout, I’m telling you why …”

Holding Gage in one strong arm, Logan plucked a cookie off the plate on the counter and popped it into his mouth, chewing contemplatively as he turned on the tap and watched the steam rise from the basin.  

He made the call. He did his part. Now all he could do now was hope it was enough.

He held a pot under faucet, filling it with hot water before placing the bottle in.  He glanced nervously at the clock over the stove. 

It was nearly midnight.   

“Santa Claus is comin’ to town …”  he murmured, plucking the warm milk from the water and testing it on his hand before nudging it against Gage’s lips until he latched onto it, sucking noisily.

The minutes ticked by as Logan stood in the dimly lit kitchen, swaying back and forth as Gage gazed up at him, formula dribbling down his chin and soaking into the neckline of his Lightning McQueen footie pajamas.  

Another Hallmark movie began playing on the television.  Another insurmountable set of circumstances would be getting a happy ending. 

But would Aly get hers?

“He’s making a list.” Logan smiled down into his son’s sleepy, contented face. “He’s checking it twice. ”

The sound of the doorbell buzzing rang through the quiet apartment and Logan stilled.  He held his breath as his eyes went to the front door. 

“Gonna find out who’s naughty or nice,” he whispered as he made his way slowly to the front door.

The bell rang again and he heard Aly’s sleepy voice from the living room. “Logan, who is it?” 

Santa Claus is comin’ to town.

Logan tucked the bottle under his chin and shifted his son to one arm as he reached out to open the door.

He took a step back just as Aly rounded the corner.

But omg…today was just full of tears!! All these beautiful fics 😭 first @annekebbphotography and her MotY story and now yours Deb from RoD 🥰 I don’t even read RoD and I LOVE this! ❤️

more RoD because its my obsession right now

awwww::: Oh My Freaking God @yaushie

Damn!! This is absolutely gorgeous and amazing and so incredible beautiful………

Tagging My Fandom Friends To See This Beautiful Art Work By @yaushie………

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@brightpinkpeppercorn

@emichelle

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@dawn-1994

@choicesarehard

Thanks for the ask @burnsoslow. @notoriouscs also asked this (and asked for Drake’s perspective) so this is a response for both of you.

This is the sixth drabble in this series.

Warning: This chapter is very violent.

6. Lashings

“Don’t worry. I can make her talk.”

Drake stares at Olivia, holding back frustration and amusement in equal measure. Aliam insisted that she come on the voyage, but Drake cannot pretend to master the same patience that his friend and ruler can for their childhood playmate.

Series Premise: What happens when the king can’t take no for an answer on his marriage proposal?

Chapter Premise: The morning after is … rough. Real rough. The gang heads to Italy to pay respects to a lost friend. 

Catch Up: Heavier Things Masterlist

Pairing: Drake x MC (Alyssa Devereaux)

A/N: This is my first series, first AU, and IT. IS. DARK. Who knew, when I’m such a fluff-lover? The story begins and diverges from TRR Book 2, Ch. 16. I am afraid it might be the HOT MESS EXPRESS, but I’ll never know unless I try. I will be happy to tag anyone interested! (and I’ll remove you from tags if you hate it!)

We’re somewhere past Book 3, Ch. 3 at this point, but this is all pretty wavery since we’re in AU land. Do not read anything I write if you’re not at least 18 years old.

Ummmm … so Hana and I both did a lot of research about the comedown effect of molly/ecstasy/MDMA. That’s bad stuff, y’all. Especially, like, if you didn’t know you were taking it. RIP serotonin. The day after is sometimes known as “suicide Tuesday.” soooooo yeah. Do not recommend.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to @dcbbw, @ao719, @emceesynonymroll, and @bbrandy2002, who’ve spent the last week reading and rereading and boosting my confidence for these shenanigans.

Also, when any of you guys like and comment and reblog, I feel like I have wings! Thanks for reading my crap. You’re the BEST. Thank you for waiting a whole week for this. It’s definitely NOT worth the wait. lol xoxo

Some dialogue and all characters belong to Pixelberry except for my best girl Alyssa Devereaux.

Warnings for this series: Smut, mental illness, sexual assault, sexual harassment, murder, violence, gun violence, corrupt medical practice, illegal drug use, dubcon, possible major character deaths … God, I don’t even know what else. Language, always language. Do not read this if you’re under 18. Also, very misguided Liam warning if you are a super Liam stan. I’m trying not to make him Evil Liam, but it’s not going well at all.

Warnings for this chapter: LOLOLOLOL. References to some super NSFW stuff (what up, Adelaide), rough sex aftermath, suicide ideation, mental illness, drug references, drug effects, angst, parent cruelty, grief, ROLLER COASTERS OF EMOTIONS. Probably other stuff I forgot. I just reread this and was like, “WTF even is this?”

Word count: 5152

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Maxwell Beaumont had woken up many mornings and known it was going to be a rough day. For fuck’s sake, he routinely hosted Beaumont Bashes. Those mornings after were always brutal – vomiting, sandpaper-eyelid hangovers, horse shit to shovel out of the stairwell, and yes, one time, Savannah’s unplanned pregnancy.

Today was different.

All characters belong to Pixelberry.

Warnings: Angst, Smut, no one under 18.

Word Count: 3,331

Prompt: The song Baby It’s Cold Outside for the 12 Days of Christmas challenge.

A/N: I CANNOT tell you how excited I am that I was picked for this song! This is my husband’s favorite Christmas song. It was really fun to write this. It didn’t quite turn out how I was hoping it would, but I still enjoyed it, and I hope you do too! :D

Also, I’m working weird hours today, so I’m scheduling this in advance. If the tags don’t work let me know and I’ll reblog it. Thanks :)

Colt x MC (Ellie)

Warnings: Language, NS*W, Over 18

Inspired by this song

Chapter 6

Pairing:  Drake X  ?? (Everyone…Anyone…eventually Ava I hope, but who knows?)

Rating: M

Author’s Note: This AU series explores Drakes year away at college and what might happen if Ava met this version of him.  You’ll love him or you’ll hate him, but this is the journey he’s on.  This is college man-ho Drake. It will be NSFW. Please note that all the characters are over 18 and all sexual acts are 100% consensual.

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Drake pulled his T-shirt over his head and quickly buttoned his jeans. 

“Wait!…You’re leaving already?”

He turned his head slightly, not quite looking at her.  “Yeah.  I gotta get back.”

“So soon?”

“Yeah.”

He pulled on his sneakers, not bothering to tie them

“But my roommate is gone for the whole weekend.” She gave him an enticing smile  “You could stay if you wanted to.”

“C’mon Kiara.”  Drake sighed and turned around to face her with a frown. “We’ve talked about this.”

“Oui. I know.”  She gave him a bright smile, “We’re keeping it casual.  Je comprends.   I just meant you don’t need to rush off right away. Stay with me…just a little longer. S'il te plaît?”

He studied her, sitting up in her bed, holding the sheets up over her naked breasts, her long hair in a tousled mess around her shoulders as she gazed up at him with her big dark eyes.

And he felt…

Nothing.  

He sat on the edge of her bed and looked directly into her eyes.

“We promised each other that as soon as this didn’t work for one of us, we’d end it.  You need to tell me right now if this arrangement isn’t working for you.”

That’s how you like it, right Drake? Just sex … No strings, no commitments, no feelings.

He scrubbed his face with his hands, trying to erase Ava face from his mind as he kept his eyes locked on Kiara.  But it was no use. Their conversation in the art room had been haunting him for days. Her face kept popping into his thoughts at the most inconvenient times, like now, for example.

“I don’t want you to get hurt, Kiara.” His tone was firm as he continued, “I’ve been completely honest with you from day one.   You know this is just sex for me.  So if you need someone who’s gonna hold your hand and cuddle with you after, you’re with the wrong fucking guy.”

Kiara forced a cheerful smile to her lips and nodded. “Ça va mon coeur.   Really, it’s fine.”

He narrowed his eyes at her use of the endearment. “You’re sure?”

She smiled brightly at him. “Oui. tout à fait.”

Drake nodded and stood. “Alright then.  I’ll see ya around, yeah?”

Still smiling, Kiara nodded.  “Absolument”

He strode across the room, suddenly desperate to get away from her.  There was a glint in her eyes that he didn’t like and he decided right then and there that despite what she said, their time together was at an end.  

Just as he reached for the doorknob Kiara’s cheerful voice stopped him dead in his tracks, “A bientôt mon amour.”

Without a backward glance, Drake strode from the room, pulling the door shut tightly behind him.

Heya people! I’m back with another fic. I worked all week on this one and I wanted to finish it before chapter 16, but life gets in the way, as always. The last two chapters completely destroyed me, by the way. We got to eat good, guys. But since I’m always desperate for more (total shocker), I had to write this :)

As always, I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes. Please enjoy!

Summary: Ethan and Anna waste a lot of water after their first time together.

Warnings: NSFW! 18+! This is naughty!

Note: MC is Annabelle Dawson. This is set directly after Ethan’s 30 diamond scene. Sue me if ya don’t like the cheese or the excessive banging lol

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