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“𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧”

•characters: dennis whitaker x fem!reader

•summary: y/n and dennis are childhood best friends, they did every and anything together, glued to each other like leaves on a tree branch in the summer, so it was only right for them to make a pact with each other. if by the time they both were in their 20’s and still virgins, they’d lose it to each other

•tags: idiots in love, fluff, smut, p in v, oral(fem!receiving),spit kink, use of her/she/y/n, both dennis and y/n are awkward and nervous losers, over thinker y/n, jealous y/n, vet! reader, nosy coworkers(especially trinity), soft dennis, petnames(pretty girl, baby, good girl, good boy, beautiful girl” switch dennis and y/n, age gap(y/n is 25 y/o and dennis is 26 y/o), might be ooc! i didn’t proof read this so sorry for any typos !

•a/n: i genuinely love dennis, his little face is so cute. i wrote for him as an early birthday gift for myself since monday i’ll be having fun! pp

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y/n felt like a major loser, she thought by the time she reached adulthood that feeling would finally fade but oh boy was she brutally wrong.

by the time she turned 25, she only had been in 2 real relationships that ended horribly, barely knew how to properly kiss someone, and was still a virgin while everyone around her had sex like it was their hobby. maybe romantic love wasn’t for her, and she felt guilty even thinking of something so silly like that, she knew she couldn’t complain because her life was finally falling into place. she graduated from college with flying colors, she was living a life she never thought she’d live being free and experiencing new things in a big city instead of living in a small town like Broken Bow, and she was working at a veterinary clinic that was a few blocks from Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center where her roommate and best friend dennis whitaker worked.

dennis whitaker has been her best friend since they were both in middle school, becoming friends after a week of them walking in the same direction before and after school, later finding out they lived close by each other and the fact that they were both practically loners that didn’t really have any friends. by high school they were completely inseparable, even after he graduated before her because he was a year older than her they still found a way to hang out with each other until she graduated a little bit after him, by the time they both reached college nothing changed. except for one thing, after a drunken night…

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y/n’s second year in college:

“you know, i don’t think i’ll ever lose my virginity” y/n said, her limp body laying on dennis’s small, twin mattress while she stared at the swirling beige ceiling, whitaker hunched over his study table, a big bulky text book in his old study desk while the other held a beat up flask he stole from him older brothers back in high school “why do you say that? you’re dating that william dude, you guys haven’t gone to second base yet?” asked dennis, his downturned blue eyes staring at her, his cheeks flustered and red “ugh no. i don’t really feel comfortable with him to do something like that, every second with him feels like walking on egg shells and i rather not lose it to someone like him. i want my first time to be decent atleast” y/n said, her fingers mindlessly tugging on his navy blue bedsheets “you genuinely deserve better, i always tell you this. you’re first time should be amazing, it will be. but i agree, i hope my first time will be decent..” whitaker says, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck

“dude…do you think we’ll be in our 50’s still being loser virgins with like 10 cats in our shared apartment” y/n gasped, abruptly jolting forward with wide eyes, dennis shared the same look of despair and horror “i’d seriously hire someone just to lose it, i’m not even joking” dennis says, his words a little slurred but serious, y/n laughed at the severity in his tone “i’d never let you do that…you know…we can just lose it to each other, BUT only if we’re really desperate, like if we’re in our mid 20’s and still virgins we could…just lose it to each other, since we’re already so close and comfortable together” y/n suggested drunkenly, biting her lip anxiously

truth be told, her suggestion wasn’t really a suggestion, it was more of a confession. y/n never told a single soul about her smallnot small crush she had on her best friend. this stupid crush started after he went to her prom together, spending the rest of the night just star gazing and talking to one another about their future together, it felt like they were the only people alive in large world, she felt like she could do anything as long as he was right there beside her along the way. she was sure he didn’t feel like same way for her and that’s exactly why she never mentioned anything remotely romantic to him, afraid of ruining years of friendship and companionship over her silly feelings

“so kinda like a pact? like if we aren’t aren’t married by 30 we’d just marry each other?” asked whitaker, his expression lazy and calm, leaning back against his chair, his long legs spread and inviting, fuck he was so hot

“y-yeah, exactly. maybe it’s the alcohol talking, but i think it’s a good idea” y/n says, eyeing the male in front of her like prey, a smirk painted on his rosy lips, his eye low

“i think so too,that’s our pact.”

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years later,back to the present:

now they’re in their mid 20’s, sharing an apartment together, inseparable with two cats named fish and gizmo. and as much as she absolutely adores the soft home she shares with dennis and her fuzzy children, she still feels like she’s missing out she still felt like she was lacking in experience and not to mention, still stupidly in love with dennis whitaker

she accepted the fact that her feelings for her best friend would never leave. as the years went by, her feelings just grew and grew like a plant thriving in nature and it didn’t help that dennis suddenly became hotter as he got older. physically, his frame now stronger and larger than before, his biceps more wide and beefy, his skin more healthier and lively, his hair longer and curlier. the best part of his glow up was his confidence and how it skyrocketed. every step he took oozed assertiveness and he never beat around the bush anymore, confronting anyone and not giving a fuck about people pleasing. it was extremely hot and it drove y/n insane, being able to see him mature into such a well-rounded man after all the years really made her fall for him even more. she just wanted to be wrapped around him like and feeling his heartbeat against hers but there wasn’t a way to subtly express that.

y/n wasn’t sure if dennis even remembered their pact, she was too afraid to bring it up again but she didn’t really have any other option, and to be completely honest, he was the one she wanted to lose her virginity to. maybe she’ll just rip the band-aid off and go head first and ask him to take her virginity but what if he doesn’t want to lose his especially with her and he gets grossed out by the thought of being with her that way and never wants to see her again then kicks her out of their shared apartment…no, dennis wouldn’t do that to her, she knows that in her heart but her brain can’t help but come up with shit like that…whatever, she’ll just stay a virgin until she gets old and wrinkly, that sounds like the better out come.

by the time y/n clocked out, the sun was setting and the hot summer air was thick and heavy. summer in pittsburgh was very lively, the sound of horns, laughter and sirens were background noise to y/n by now, being desensitized by the chaos around her. she walked towards the front of PTMC and patiently waited on her best friend, usually dennis would be waiting on her because they clocked out during the same time but luckily today she was able to clock out a couple of minutes earlier than normal, having some time to relax and finally get a moment of peace, a moment where her brain can tune out everything and be blank.

as she stood next to the entrance of the hospital, the doors suddenly swung open, a cool refreshing gust of air blowing in her direction, she turned her head to the side and seen dennis and a fair skinned girl next to him, talking and laughing together

“i can’t believe robby let you cut through that dude’s chest, do you know how jealous i was, honestly, i still am” the short haired girl said, bumping her shoulder playfully into his “yeah, i can’t believe it either. i’m just glad he’s doing much better now. when he came in i thought he was a lost cause..all the trauma on his body..”dennis says, empathy heavy in his words, he was always such an empathetic and sensitive guy, that’s one of the reasons why y/n fell for him, she always seemed to go to him whenever she felt like she needed a shoulder to cry on and feeling validated, but it seems like other people are falling for his empathetic nature and sensitivity as well

“you’re always such a softy huckleberry. enough with the work talk, where are you headed now? wanna head to the bar with me? vic kinda flaked on me” she asked, her hands snug in her jean pockets waiting for his answer “uh, well i-“

“dennis” y/n says suddenly, her voice cutting through a little more rougher and possessive than she intended, the sound of her voice made her cringe a little, she heard the jealousy in her voice immediately but she couldn’t help it. seeing her best friend, the man she’s in love with getting close and comfortable with another woman, a beautiful woman. it didn’t sit right in her heart

dennis turned around to the sound of his name being called, his eyes landing on hers, the same eyes that taunted him since the day she introduced herself to him back in middle school, the same eyes that invaded his dreams in the late sleepless nights, the eyes that belonged to the woman he’s been in love with for years

“y/n h-hey,what are you doing here?” dennis asked with a small grin, being presently surprised, he’s missed her face all day “what? you aren’t happy to see me whitaker?” y/n asked, her voice patronizing, her tone shook dennis a little, his palms getting clammy. y/n has never called him whitaker unless she was really upset with him, but what did he do this time? he was sure he took the trash out the night before like she asked, he was sure he fed the cats before he left for work and he was sure he clocked out on time, was she waiting on him for longer than usual?

“u-um, no no, i’m really happy to see you y/n, always. i was just shocked to see you waiting out here, usually it’s the other way around.” dennis nervously laughs, making his way to where she stood with her arms stiff by her sides, his hands holding her elbows gently, trying to soothe the tension in her body “woah, huckleberry. since when did you have a girlfriend? not to mention, a girlfriend who’s completely out of your league” the black haired girl says, a wide smirk on her lips “trin please, not right now.” dennis says with rolling eyes, knowing that tone in her voice, he can feel how smug she was “i was able to clock out a little earlier than usual, so i decided to pick you up but it seems like you have plans already” y/n says with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, dennis immediately noticed, his heart rate increasing

“no, i don’t have any plans n/n. we can head home, i just want to wind down next to you on the couch, we need to finish that show too, remember?” his voice a little strained, y/n can visibly see the exhaustion heavy in his features and body language, the sight pulled on her heartstrings a little, maybe she overreacted and was a little selfish, not taking into consideration that he might’ve had a rough shift, he didn’t deserve her pitiful attitude right now. with a sigh y/n nods shyly, wrapping her arm around his like normally, falling into their routine

“so no bar, got it. see you tomorrow huckleberry and nice to see you huckleberry’s hot girlfriend” the girl named trin says as she walks away lazily, looking back with a knowing grin, dennis shook his head, he knew what was to come tomorrow morning.

“come on, let’s go home”

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the night went by like normal. the lights in the living room turned off, a shitty tv show playing, stuffing their faces with leftover food and their furry children playing around the apartment freely, the sound of their paws hitting against the floors softly. they haven’t spoken since they’ve arrived home which wasn’t anything unusual, after working long chaotic hours and standing on their feet without any breaks, of course they’d be extremely fatigued and exhausted to talk to each other, but this time that wasn’t the reason why y/n was silent. her mind wasn’t quiet and her heart heavy. she just wanted to feel the skin of her best friend on hers, breathing in his scent and intertwining her soul and body with his, she just wanted him but for now she’ll just have to yearn for him from a far, glancing to the side to look at the handsome man sitting next to her on their old couch, her eyes landing on his perfect side profile, looking at the dark circles underneath his wide blue eyes, his pink chapped lips and his upturned nose

“are you upset with me?” dennis suddenly speaks as he pauses the the show that played on the tv, his voice soft and warm “no den..why would i be upset with you?” y/n’s eyebrows pulled together, still looking at his side profile, dennis clearly was avoiding eye contact with her “it’s just…early you called me by my last name, you never do that unless you’re upset with me…i just don’t want you to leave me in the dark here. won’t you tell me what i’ve done wrong?” his his eyes finally connecting with hers, his expression anxious and tight, his cracked hands wrapping around her hands. y/n felt like absolute shit, here she was thinking of how he’d feel underneath her with her legs wrapped around his hips while he’s worrying about what he’s done to upset her, she knew it was stupid to get jealous over a little interaction he had with his coworker but it reminded her that he’s not hers, other girls would try to take the most important person in her life, knowing one day he’ll come home with another girl all smiley and happy wrapped around his arm knowing it should be her.

that couldn’t be how things should end with her and dennis, she couldn’t keep the truth in her heart any longer, she needed to tell him about her feelings and facing the rejection like a woman should, like an adult should

“y/n…please just tell me, i don’t want-“

“i’m in love with you.”

the silence that followed was eerie, y/n can hear the sound of her labored breathing as her ears started ringing anxiously. this was the moment she knew would come, he’s going to be grossed out and tell her he doesn’t feel the same, he’s going to tell her he only sees her as a friend nothing more and-

dennis whitaker was now kissing her. his lips firmly pressed against hers, without any thought y/n cupped the sides of his face gently and pulling him closer to him, wanting to feel his warmth. wrapping her legs around his firm torso and slowly dry humping him, the sensation suddenly snapping dennis back to reality and him pulling back with wide eyes

“i’m sorry, i should’ve asked before k-kissing you, but i just couldn’t help it. i’ve been in love with you since middle school. i’ve waited so long for that” dennis admitted breathless “fuck, we could’ve been with each other all this time? let’s make up for it, yeah?” y/n muttered out, teasingly brushing her lips onto his, dennis groans against her lips with his hands wrapping around her waist “you remember our pact?” asked y/n, running her fingers through his soft curls, nails softly scratching his scalp “mmhm, i do baby” dennis immediately responded, eagerly hoping for her to touch him where he desperately needed attention “let’s stay true to it, you ready?” y/n asks, kissing up his hot neck then biting down his collarbone making him moan loudly, jutting his hips against hers

“fuck yes, please baby” dennis moans out, begging shamelessly “i’m yours den, be my good boy and make us feel good” y/n directed, biting down on her swollen lips, anticipating what his next move would be, dennis nodded rapidly as he positioned himself between her legs, wrapping his hands beneath her knees and placing them onto of his wide shoulders

he kissed her plush thighs as he rubbed delicately over her knees, the feeling of his lips and hands on her was making her shiver and squirm “den, please touch me, i need you so bad” y/n groaned, lifting her hips trying to get him to inch closer to her slick slit, hoping he’d take the hint “shhh, be my good girl and stay still. i’m right here, i’ll give you what you need baby” dennis says, his voice low and lustful, his hands roughly pressed her down into the couch to keep her still, his lanky fingers pulling down her wet panties down her legs then pulling them wide for him to comfortably lay between them, his eyes landing on her soaked cunt, his thumbs spreading her folds open “look at you, poor baby wetting my fingers like a needy girl. you needed my attention here didn’t you?” dennis teased, kissing directly on he’d pulsing clit, y/n whined at the sensation “yeah you did, be good and keep these legs open for me” dennis says before wrapping his lips around her clit, sucking softly then licking a long strip from her warm slit to the most sensitive part. his tongue circled her clit eagerly “mmm baby, am i doing it right?” dennis submissively asked, his puppy dog eyes looking up at her “yes baby, you’re doing so good for me” y/n validated him and he immediately dived back in, his middle and pointer fingers rubbing against her leaking entrance, slowly inserting them in between her velvety walls, y/n moaning out his name as she threw her head back

“y-yeah dennis, fuck, that feels so so good”

his fingers pumping in and out of her squeezing cunt, wetness coating his chin and fingers, dennis groaning against her loudly, his head spinning with desire, his hips humping against the couch cushion desperately, his cock rock hard and leaky “den,i-i’m about to cum, ffuck keep going, i’m cum-cummingg” y/n moaned out, the pitch of her voice sounded unnatural, she never heard her voice go so high but with the way dennis ripped out her release from her body effortlessly was earth shattering, her body shook against his hold, whines falling from his bitten lips feeling overstimulated as he kept sucking on her swollen clit. dennis gave her cunt one more lick before pulling off of her, looking down at her spent body, her body limp and satisfied, he suddenly stood up and rushed to pull his shirt and pants off, discarding them mindlessly on the floor “that’s my good girl, come on, we aren’t done.” dennis says as he picks up her body and places her on top of his, the tip of his stiff dick sliding between her wet lips

“you ready beautiful girl?” groaning out, his voice gruff and deep, y/n she nodded her head and she reached down to the collar of her shirt, ripping if off her frame and tossing it on the ground, her nipples perking up as the cool air hits them “my pretty girl, fuck you’re perfect. so perfect for me” dennis whispers, his hands reaching out and softly pinched her erected nipples between his fingers, his low lidded eyes watching her face crumble with pleasure, he leaned forward and sucked on her nipple eagerly, y/n’s back arched from the sensation

y/n grinding up and down his dick, feeling how hard he is for her as his tip caught against her weeping entrance “can i put it in now gorgeous? please? i need to feel you so bad” dennis moaned out through gritted teeth, he felt so sensitive he might cum just by her grinding on him, he couldn’t have his first time with the love of his life cumming even before he inserted himself inside her, that’ll be too embarrassing for him. y/n cupped his face and latched her lips on his, pushing her tongue on his, tasting herself on his lips, her hands reached between her legs and aligned his tip to her cunt, pushing her hips down and sitting on his dick, feeling each inch slowly sliding inside of her

they moaned together, she felt so full. this feeling was so new to her, the girth stretching her walls deliciously “oh ffuck baby, you’re so fucking wet, i feel your walls wrapping around my ddick” the pleasure was too much for him, his head falling back, his slender neck exposed and sweaty , y/n licked up his throat then sucked harshly, leaving a bright red mark that’ll definitely bruise by morning and she loved the thought of that

“fuck baby, this dick is all mine isn’t it?” y/n moaned in his ear, biting his sensitive lobe

“yes yes yes, all yours, always and forever baby, oh fuck, yeah” dennis whines out, his face flushed a vibrant red, his. curly hair sticking to his forehead. y/n quickens the pace, her hips roughly slamming down and whimpering with each slam, feeling his dick hitting spots her fingers weren’t able to. “b-bbaby baby wait- wait, oh fuck, keep fucking me like that, just like tthat” dennis wailed out, his crude grip on her hips helping her bounce on his dick, roughly bringing her down on him, his hips meeting hers eagerly.

dennis couldn’t think straight, the sound of his heartbeat and y/n’s pretty moans drowning any other sound around him, his brain fuzzing and fogging, his eyes glued on the lustful expression on her face, her eyebrows pinched together and her spot covered lips parted open. dennis needed more, he grabs her face and squishes her cheeks parting her lips even more, he gathered his clear spit and drooled it into her mouth with a deep groan “fuck yeah, swallow it baby,come on” dennis titillated, his fingers reach down to her clit, rubbing tight circles on it

“den-ffuck, so good so goood, i’m getting close again” y/n mewled out, latching onto his neck again, leaving more red marks against his neck “yeah? cum for me pretty girl, you can do it. cum on your dick like a good girl.” his blue eyes wide and wild, his hips fucking up harder making her body jolt roughly against him, her moans getting louder and lighter, dennis could feel her walls tightening on his dick, he felt dangerously close to his orgasm “yyeah baby, shit, i’m close too, cum with me please, please baby” dennis groans, his head fall back “den, i’m so close baby, shit i’m about to ccum”

“where do you want me to cum?” dennis whines, feeling the pressure deep in his stomach growing “i want it inside, i need it inside denny. fill me up like a good boy” y/n moaned out, bouncing faster leaving dennis at her mercy. y/n bounced harder until she shook against him, her movements pausing as her climax washed over her suddenly, dennis following right behind her, his legs shaking and his eyes rolling to the back of his head in pleasure. y/n’s body felt like jelly, unable to keep herself up she limped forward and laid on his sweaty chest, her ear pressed against him and hearing the sound of his heart violently pounding against his chest. y/n felt dennis’s palm rubbing up and down on her back, softly bringing her back to reality, soothing her harsh breathing

the silence wrapped around them like a blanket, it was a heavy kind of silence. y/n rubbed her cheek against his peck then kissing his chest gently, dennis brought her frame closer to his, his arms enveloped her tightly, pressing a kiss on her temple “i love you so much, i have for so long. i want to make this official, make us official. you don’t have to agree right now, i want to take you on a date and do this properly” dennis admits, his voice powdery soft, his eyes lacking any of the previous dominance and lust behind them “i love you more den, of course i want us to be official, i’ve been wanting that since forever. you kept me waiting long enough” y/n teased, a playful grin on her lips, dennis nipped at the exposed skin of her waist, making her squirm away

“i won’t have you waiting on anything else anymore baby, i promise.” dennis muttered, resting his head on top of hers, sleep starting to take over, y/n’s eyes drooping low forcing her to fully close them and letting sleep take over.

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dennis felt like he was walking on clouds.

he woke up laying next to the most prettiest woman, feeling her warm body against his, the smell of the lingering scent of her perfume hitting his nose pleasantly, the morning sun shining through his off white curtains, the golden brown beams hitting her like a sun-kissed angel. dennis felt himself falling harder than before, he didn’t even know that was possible.

the moment he stepped foot into the busy and chaotic ER, trinity rushed to his side, a knowing grin on her lips “so huckleberry, wanna tell me who that pretty girl was last night? she seemed really pissed, what was that about?” she teased, her arms folded against her chest, leaning far into his personal space, he turned to face the nosy girl to tell her to mind her business but then a sharp gasp ripped from her lips, her eyes intensely starting at his neck

oh fuck

“VIC, DANA COME SEE THIS NOW!”

this shift is going to kill him…

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•characters: Dr. Jack Abbot x F!reader

•summary: the hot summer sun has finally set, the fourth of july was spent with laughter, light-hearted jokes and grilled cheeseburgers. the pitt all separated by sunset and the only two left were abbott and y/n…what could possibly go wrong right …

•tags: dbf! abbot, age gap(unspecified), height difference(unspecified), y/n’s dad is an ex military soldier, use of she/her/y/n, smut,fingering, p in v, size kink, might be ooc, nurse y/n, pet names(kid,sweetheart,honey,dolly,baby,good girl, daddy, slut, old man,pervert), choking, spit kink, doctor kink,, y/n’s dad is a little nosy and snoopy, mention of robby.

•a/n: so happy i found more hot older men to crush on, this literally just popped up in my head while i was painting my nails red so it might be ooc and inaccurate because i have zero knowledge of anything medical or military related but this is a fanfic so whatever.

likes,reblogs and comments are gratefully appreciated!

the day didn’t start off with abbot in between y/n’s sheets with his rough and scarred hands all around her soft flesh , the sound of his groans and her whines intertwining in the heated air, no, it started like any other unsuspected summer day…

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the scorching sun high in the sky, the thick and heavy smell of burnt charcoal and lighter fluid danced through the air with the sound of loud obnoxious conversations and laughter. y/n’s dad decided to throw a bbq in his neat and tidy backyard for the fourth of july, it small and close with only his old friends and his daughter that he hasn’t seen in months due to her working so hard as a nurse and the distance between them, physically and emotionally

y/n was honestly happy to spend some time in the sun with her old man and some of his old buddies that she’s grown to latch onto, technically she didn’t really have a choice, while working day shifts with dana right by her side day in and day out like her partner in crime, robby being chief, always giving her reminders to stay hydrated and to take it easy, and occasionally jack abbot from time to time during the early morning hours, stopping her in the locker room to ask about how she and the old man’s doing with his soft raspy voice, signature grin and gentle touches.

the day was going perfect, that was until her dad decided to get nosy, like he’s always been whenever he had the chance to be

“sweetheart, i hope you aren’t overworking yourself. i know you know there’s more to life than just your job. you need a healthy social life on the outside” y/n’s dad said, the thick heat haze waved across his face as he flipped the cheeseburgers over so it’ll evenly cook “i know that dad, i do have a life outside of my job” y/n retaliated back, feeling a little flustered by her dad’s assumption of the lack of her social life “hmm, so why haven’t you brought a special someone back home with you for me to meet?” her asks, the glass beer bottle sweating with condensation as his question hung in the air “oh come on grandpa, shouldn’t you be happy she’s a hard working woman who has her shit together?” dana claps back, standing next to y/n with her arms crossed over her chest with a daring smirk on her lips “i am happy and proud for my daughter, she’s my beautiful and smart babygirl but it would be nice to be an actual grandpa one of these days” the older man said while looking back to his daughter who wished she’ll get swallowed by the earth and never resurface again “alright alright go easy on her. she’s young, she has time to find the right person, be happy and settle down. don’t rush her” dana said, her tone a little rougher than before

dana knew y/n’s father had pure intentions and his words didn’t have any bite to them but she’ll never let a woman be shamed for caring more about her career and future, or get pushed into doing something with her life that’ll be too permanent to turn back. that won’t be happening, not on her watch

“what’s going on here?”

a deep, rugged voice asked behind the three of them, y/n’s stomach fluttered the moment she heard it cut through the thick tension, jack abbot stood tall and confident, his broad shoulders were y/n’s weakness but who could blame her? y/n’s feelings for her dad’s best friend was very problematic , she knew that.

she knew she shouldn’t have thoughts in the late, dark hours of the night about the older man when she should be getting sleep, thinking of the way his thick veiny fingers would feel wrapped around the base of her soft neck, thinking of how silky his salt and pepper curls would feel on her finger tips as she yanked on them from the pleasure he’d give her, how his rough and prickly stubble would feel against the plush of her thighs, how it’ll feel to have his warm mouth pressed against her cli-

“oh you know, the usual” her dad’s voice echoed out loud and humorous “and by the usual, he means the constant pestering of y/n’s social and love life” dana says with rolling eyes “huh, what was it this time old man? want her to get married and settle down in the middle of bum fuck nowhere?” jack asked with his big arms folded against his chest, the white tight fitted shirt left nothing to the imagination, which was perfect for y/n

“nope, this time it was him wanting me to bring home a special someone and make him a grandpa” y/n replied, feeling her face get hot and her hands becoming clammy, having jack’s eyes on her always made her nervous, his dark eyes adverting all his attention on her and her only, the small wrinkles that formed around his eyes when he’d squint at her whenever he felt like she was lying or when he was serious. that same look was painted on his features and it was bothering y/n in the best way possible “oh so the old man wants to have grandkids now? well brother it’s all on her timing, don’t rush the kid to settle down with someone who might end up being an asshole and us having to kick that loser’s ass all because of your selfish wants” abbot said, his palm slapping the back of his best friend, trying to lighten up the energy while subtly telling his best friend off.

to be honest, jack abbot didn’t like the idea of any other man around you, call it territorial, call it possessive, give it any name in the book and he’d still not give a single fuck, he simply just didn’t like any man trying to get at you.

there were times where his residents would ask about you and ask if you were seeing anyone but that never went far because he’ll just shut it down immediately, saying something like “we’re in a professional environment, instead of being romantically attracted to a coworker and being an HR nightmare, go save a life. that’s the only reason you’re here” even though deep down, he felt the same about his best friend’s daughter, he never mentioned anything about this to anyone, not even robby, because he knew it was wrong

he knew it was wrong to think someone who was the daughter of someone he has called brother for years now but his mind would wander, it would wander through the deep pits of perversion and it couldn’t be stopped even if he tried extremely hard. he couldn’t stop himself from thinking of the smell of her intoxicating scent whenever he’d stand too close to her, he’d think of how much bigger his hands were to hers, thinking of the noises she’d make for him if he’d ever get the chance to touch her silky skin, how she’d taste against his lips as she squirmed around. it was wrong but as the months passed by, wrong was starting to feel so right.

“right right, enough talking, we have a bbq going. i brought actual good beers” robby interrupted while lifting a case in each hand, a wide grin on his lips, y/n’s dad belly laughed while embracing his friend in a warm hug and dana smirked while grabbing a case from his hands, jack had a small smile on his lips but those piercing eyes never left from the pretty face of the younger girl in front of him, what was he thinking about?

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“and so this idiot goes into the burning building without warning, i thought the bastard was dead but unfortunately he came back with the biggest shit eating grin ever like nothing happened” y/n’s dad joked as he shared one of his favorite old memories about the time he was in the military. the sun was finally falling asleep, the sky was painted in a orange, purple and pink color, the crickets were singing their song and the air cooler than before, most of the guests had parted way and gone home, the only ones remaining were robby, dana, jack and y/n.

the soft wind blowing against her cheeks felt therapeutic, it was calming, and boy did she need it. the entire bbq y/n could constantly feel the heavy gaze of the older man on her, every move she made was followed by jack abbot, his stare felt charged and lustful as he sat on the off-white lawn chair with his thick legs parted, y/n tried her hardest not to stare at the hill between them, finding amusement staring at her own thighs that harshly pressed against each other searching for relief, feeling the slickness growing more and more

“your stories never fail to amaze me, it insane to think how much you’ve calmed down.” dana grinned, holding the sweaty beer in her palm “agreed. that’s why i worry about my angel, i don’t want her getting too caught up in her job and losing time from her personal life. you know i just want you to be happy sweetheart” y/n’s dad softly spoke, she could see how genuine her father’s feelings and words were, he’d always get sentimental when he’s had one too many, all y/n could do was softly nod with a gentle smile on her glossy lips “alright old man, you and your sappy feelings. i’ll be heading out now, it was nice to reminisce and spend some time together but i do have a shift early tomorrow morning that’s surely going to drain me” robby says as he stands from the black folding chair, a groan slipping past his lips, a telling sign of his age, he patted y/n’s dad on the back then did the same to jack, muttering a “good night brother” to him before walking out the back door “same here, i had a great time, we need to spend more time like this more often” dana says, standing as well and giving a firm hug to y/n’s dad before walking to y/n and gave her a more gentle hug and a kiss on her cheek “see you tomorrow morning sweetheart” dana says, a soft smile on her lips as she headed out behind robby

y/n took that as her sign to head out as well, but before that she wanted to help clean the back yard a little, picking up empty beer bottles and used paper plates that stained yellow and red “oh honey i’ll help you out” jack says as he stood up from the chair he’s been sitting on while basically eye fucking her “oh no, i’ve got it, it’s just a few-“ y/n spoke but got cut off by a loud snore, both y/n and jack turned around to see her dad knocked out on his lawn chair, head leaning to the side uncomfortably

“that old man can’t handle his alcohol even after all these years” jack snickered at his own words, a smile on his face, the comer of his eyes wrinkling over “maybe it’s with age, you would know, right old man?” y/n teased, a grin on her lips as she picked up a bottle covered in dark brown dirt “honey you’re words sting me” jack sarcastically said while placing his thick palm against his chest “just trying to keep you on your toes” y/n laughed at his theatrics “oh, you already keep me on my toes darling” jack says, his voice deep and sultry, it set her nerves aflame, feeling vulnerable and hot “hmm..that sounded a bit perverted abbot” y/n whispered, her eyes low lidded “you’re one to talk sweetheart. you’ve been eye fucking me all day, i don’t mind, i’ve been doing the same but can you blame me?” his voice felt suffocating, his buff body standing so close to hers she can smell his cologne and the hint of sweat radiating from him, it was so intoxicating

y/n definitely didn’t deny his accusation, she definitely was being a pervert. and she loved every minute of it, her eyes couldn’t be away from him, and his perfect everything, and it excited her more knowing he clearly had the same attraction to her as she has for him, just the way he’s eyed her like prey was enough of a turn on

“tell you what, i’ll take your old man up to bed and we get out of here, i can make you feel so good dolly. you trust me don’t you?” jack asked quietly with a smirk, his rough hands caressed the exposed skin of her waist and arms, he pressed his bulge against her stomach “yeah- yes i completely trust you, i want you so bad dr.abbot” y/n softly moaned, she squeezed her thighs together feeling the slick wetness seeping through her panties “yeah? don’t worry pretty face, stay here i’ll be back quickly” jack said, raising a hand to her warm cheek, his thumb gently rubbing side to side, he leaned down closer to her face and pressed his warm lips on the crown of her head making something in her heart bloom, this was a different sensation than normal, it was more genuine and soft.

jack turned and walked towards the sleeping man, snoring away blissfully “hey old man, come on you lightweight, it’s time to head to bed” jack whispers to the men to not spook him. y/n’s dad woke with a groan, stretching his old limbs out as he stood from his chair sluggishly “i can out drink you anytime asshole” y/n’s dad says with a tired laugh “yeah yeah brother, let’s get your drunk ass upstairs” abbot says while shaking his head, his hands pressed against her dad’s back pushing him towards the patio doors “it was nice to finally spent some time with you sweetie, i’ve missed you, make sure the next time you come over you come back with a special someone. goodnight sweetheart” y/n’s dad said while giving her a tight hug and a kiss on her cheek, he then turned around and headed inside with jack following behind

maybe her dad will finally get what he’s been asking her for.

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jack abbot’s car smelt just like him, it was like her personal drug. the smell of his musky cologne, old cigarettes and the worn out leather had her head spinning and to make things even more torturous was jack’s heavy hand on her exposed thighs, caressing the plump skin, getting closer and closer to her most sensitive spot “what’s got you all squirmy gorgeous?” jack asks, but it felt more like teasing, he knew exactly what he was doing to make her shift in the passenger seat of his car “you know what abbot, i want you to touch me, please, you don’t know how badly i want it, how badly i want you” y/n whined out, her hand wrapping around his, softly nudging his hand up further towards her clit, jack smirked at how needy she got without him even doing much, he felt the heat radiating from between her thighs

“getting all worked up, huh? haven’t even done anything yet sweetheart” jack laughed out as he brought his wide palm roughly against her covered pussy, rubbing small circles on her clit

“fuck abbot, keep touching me” y/n moaned out, pressing her legs together to keep him where she needed him “yeah? that feel good baby? wanna feel my fingers in that soft pussy huh?” jack groaned out, sliding his palm into the front, feeling the slick clit that once was hidden behind all the layers “fuck baby, so fucking wet for me, and only me” jack said through gritted teeth, his dick was rock hard in his jeans, begging to be released and to be touched “only you, always for you” y/n moaned, the way his thick fingers pumped in and out of her velvet warm walls felt better than she imagined, having him reach deep inside spots she didn’t even know could be reached made her get closer and closer to cumming, seeing his strong side profile, seeing how serious his expression was with his jaw sharp and clenched, seeing the budging veins in his muscular arms as he fucked his fingers deep and rough in her wall had her legs shaking

“shaking already baby, come on, cum on daddy’s fingers. don’t run from it, come on dolly spread these legs wider like a good fucking slut” abbot demanded, pumping two fingers faster and harder, y/n’s moans getting louder and her climax got closer, feeling the built up tension and release deep in her core

it didn’t take long for her to finally cum on his fingers roughly, loud and needy moans echoed in the car unapologetically, y/n shaking uncontrollably with her legs clamped against his strong arm as her eyes snapped shut with ecstasy

by the time y/n relaxed and open her hazy eyes, jack pulled into her drive way smoothly, his finger sucked clean as if they weren’t just deep inside of her

“come on honey, i’m not done with you yet” jack teased with a wide grin on his wet lips, he opened his door and stepped to the side of the passenger side and opened the door, the cool night air hit her face gently. jack abbot stared down at his pretty girl then he leaned down and caught her lips with his, kissing her deeply and passionately, biting on her bottom lip with a low moan

“such a pretty girl, all mine, all for me. come on , let’s give you what we’ve been craving” jack groans out, wrapping his hand around her arm, man handling the shorter girl towards her front door.

the moment they stepped inside, they were latched onto each other. hands feeling every curve and crease on one another, lips sucking and licking on any exposed skin, ripping any clothes in the way until they left each other naked and vulnerable “take me to the bedroom, please?” y/n shyly asked, looking up at him through her lashes “getting all shy on me now? of course angel, come on” jack smiles softly, he would do anything to make his good girl feel comfortable and open for him, this was all about her and her comfort

jack walked towards the off white wooden door of her room, wrapping his fingers around the bronze doorknob and walked into her moon lit bedroom. this was his favorite place on earth, the smell of her warm perfume filled up his senses in the most delicious way, the cute little knickknacks and trinkets all around the room represented her so well, it made his heart swell with attraction and warmth, he never thought he’d feel like a giddy teenage boy but here he was, standing in only his boxers in front of the most prettiest and precious girl in the entire world, that girl being carved into perfection, that girl looking at him as if he hung the moon and stars, that girl being his best friend’s daughter and coworker

if this was wrong, he sure as hell didn’t want to be right, ever

jack pulled her into a rough kiss, walking her towards her blush pink sheets, throwing her frame onto her bed “let me see that pretty pussy, can i?” abbot asks, rubbing up and down her exposed thighs, feeling the desperation rise deep in his chest “please, you can do whatever you want to me, i’m yours” y/n whined out,spreading her lips wide and pushing her hips up making it easy for him to rip off her soaked panties “hmmm fuck, so fucking pretty, my good girl. i could stare at you from sunrise to sunset” jack says then pressed a small kiss right on her wet clit “dr.abbot please, fuck me, i need it” y/n begged, clawing at his broad shoulders beckoning him forwards for another raunchy kiss “i got you pretty girl, no more begging, i got you” jack moans out, kissing against her bare chest and nipping his teeth around one of her harden nipple. standing up and towering over her spread out figure and pulling down his boxers, his hard cock slapping against his stomach once it’s freed, tip leaky and hot red pleading for attention, the thick vein running down the shaft angry and throbbing

y/n never though she’d see a cock as pretty as his, the sight alone made her mouth water suddenly feeling like her throat was a little too empty for her liking. y/n reached out to touch his hard dick but jack suddenly shifted backwards away from her touch “i’m sorry dolly, maybe next time, if i feel those soft hands against my dick i’ll cum right here before i even get to fuck you” abbot admitted, laying her back down then getting on top of her as he lifted her bare legs on his wide shoulders, he positioned his tip to her weepy entrance and nudged himself against her hole “you’d tell me if it gets too much, right honey? i’ll stop the moment you tell me to, i want you to feel comfortable and relaxed as much as possible. this is about you and your pleasure” jack reassured the starry eyed girl, his voice oozed with sincerity “i promise i’d tell you if i start feeling uncomfortable. now don’t be nervous, fuck me like you hate me” y/n groaned through her teeth, finally feeling the stretch of his thick dick, opening her and making her feel so full

“oh ffuck, you’re so fucking wet. you got this wet for me like a pretty slut. mmm” jack moans loudly, unable to hold in any sounds he’s making, her pussy already making him go numb and stupid “fuck, you’re already so deep, keep going. go harder daddy, ffuck”

the sound of their skin slapping against each other felt surreal, the rough pounding had abbot bitting his chapped lips, the feeling of her tight walls wrapped around his cock was euphoric

“what a pretty girl i have, letting me pound in that pussy and feeling how tight you get around me, come on baby, come that pretty little mouth and stick out your tongue” jack roughly moaned, his big hand wrapped around her soft neck, applying enough pressure to keep them both grounded. y/n opened her moth with a whine, jack suddenly spilled his spit into her mouth, letting the clear liquid flow from his mouth to hers, the pounding never pausing, he watched as she rolled her pretty eyes in the back of her head while swallowing the taste of him “yeahhh good girl, you liked that huh? i felt you squeeze around me, you getting close honey?” jack groans, a wide grin on his pink lips fucking even harder and faster into her

y/n’s screamed out with pleasure, she could feel her climax inching closer, her entire body felt like it was vibrating with anticipation and pleasure. jack abbot fucked against her pussy again and again and again until finally she crumbled and fell apart underneath him, legs violently shaking and whiny moans slipping from her plump, kiss swollen lips, abbot couldn’t handle the sight in front of him, her pretty back arched up and her nipples erected, he finally broke and filled her pretty hole with his warm cum, the pearlescent liquid spilling from the sides, his groans intertwined with her moans as he clasped next to her slack body.

after a few moments of heavy breathing and soft aftershock shakes, abbot brings y/n’s sweaty body on top of his, breathing in each other and sharing some skin to skin contact for a moment, their heartbeats in sync. the silence in the room wasn’t an unpleasant or uncomfortable kind of silence, it was warm and fulfilling, it was the kind of silence that brought peace of mind, y/n was exactly where she wanted to be.

“my pretty girl, all mine” jack softly says, his eyes gentle and tender, he planted a kiss on her damp forehead

“all yours. always”

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sorry for any typos or misspelling!!

“cry smalltown boy”

•characters: steve harrington x fem!reader

•summary: the steve harrington y/n knew before was completely different from the steve harrington standing in front of her now. the conceited, snobby, entitled and arrogant boy she once hated was replaced by a clone, a clone that was caring, soft, patient and such a selfless man. this steve harrington was easy to love..which wasn’t good.

•tags: enemies to lovers, mean steve in the beginning, bullying, high school steve to adult steve, angst to fluff, mutual yearning, cuss words, use of y/n/she/her, height difference (unspecified), mention of steve and nancy being together in the beginning, no upside down, steve and robin still works at family video, platonic robin buckley and eddie munson, y/n mentioned wearing makeup, kind of spicy

might be lengthy to some!!

•a/n: i just love steve and wanted to write for him again, likes and comments are greatly appreciated, any typos and misspelling please ignore!

steve “the hair” harrington was an asshole, honestly that’s an understatement. steve harrington was conceited, snobby, entitled and arrogant and oh, did he know it, he was the school’s golden boy. he knew he was untouchable, unreachable and the only ones who were privileged enough to be around him knew that as well, never trying to get on steve’s bad side and getting replaced in a heartbeat.

y/n l/n wasn’t apart of the popular group, she wasn’t apart of any group. she never really seen why people would lose their individuality and dignity to fit in with a group of people who’ll grow out of each other right after graduation. y/n didn’t care for social status, she cared about sincerity and loyalty, something no one in hawkins had, including steve “haughty” harrington.

life wasn’t so bad for y/n, her routine was the same everyday, wake up each morning with a deep pit in her stomach, get ready to go to the one place that she dreaded most and survive until the final bell. a routine almost everyone had, well, everyone who wasn’t steve harrington and his minions. y/n didn’t know when the snarky “jokes” and the harsh teasing started but she wished they never began in the first place. as she walked into the parking lot of hawkins high, she immediately spotted the group she hated most, the group that caused so much damage to her mental and emotional state,leaning against steve’s sleek burgundy BMW, y/n quickly sped off towards the school’s entrance hoping they wouldn’t spot her, but it seems as though luck wasn’t on her side today, or any other day

“uh oh, look at who’s trying to run away like a punk!” yelled out a feminine voice, the voice y/n knew all too well, carol perkins, the red haired girl that attached herself to tommy hagan like a pathetic stray dog. y/n didn’t turn back, she knew that was targeted at her but it was best to try and ignore it, maybe this time they’ll understand that she wanted to be left alone, at least for today, to go completely invisible and be ignored by all those around her “did that bitch just ignore us? who the hell does she think she is!” another voice was heard, this time it belonged to tommy h, he was worse than carol with his insults but he didn’t compare to steve, he was the worse out of them all, he was cruel with his words and his physical actions, he didn’t care how harsh he got, he didn’t care who he provoked, he was steve harrington after all

behind her, y/n could hear footsteps approaching her then she felt a firm tight grip on her arm and was suddenly turned around roughly, forced to look at the one face she detested most “you’ve got some nerve today huh. ignoring people is ill mannered don’t you think? or do people as underprivileged as you lack manners by nature?” asked steve, grinning with his straight white teeth, he stood there confidently like the world was his, the chocolate hair perfectly styled slicked like always, his glowy skin covered with light beauty marks and freckles, his clothes freshly washed and polished, his signature shiny wristwatch gleaming in the early morning sunlight, the shell of a person he molded himself to be screamed perfect but y/n knew the real steve, the steve who hid behind all the money and ego, he was a little boy desperate for the attention he never was given at home, the love he sought out for that was never shown to him, not even by his own parents or the countless girlfriends he had, his latest victim being nancy wheeler “what’s wrong? can’t freaks like you speak? too dumb to hold a simple conversation” steve spit out, his squinted eyes staring deeply into hers, his pointer finger roughly tapped against her forehead nudging her head backwards, making her stumble back “it’s kind of pathetic of you to stand here and not even fight back. you’re just a punching bag no one seems to care for” steve laughed out, arms folded against his chest, everyone in his group laughing with him, as if he said such a harmless joke, as if they weren’t destroying her self esteem. it disgusted her, how humans could be so brutal with their words and actions, all because of their social status and wealth, all because the odds were in their favor

y/n just stared at the taller frame in front of her, pity swirled behind her irises “do you want to know what’s more pathetic, steve” y/n spoke, her voice low but steady, a smirk painted on steve’s rosy lips “i’m dying to know freak” he replied, getting closer to her, using his height to intimidate the girl in front of him “i find it extremely pathetic of you to take out your emotions on others,the lack of attention and love turned you into the worse kind of monster. until you heal that void in your heart, you’ll just continue living a soulless life being a fraud with fickle friends who leech onto you only for their own benefit. just admit you’re an insecure little boy seeking approval and validation and not this golden, godlike man you pretend to be” her head held up high, y/n knew saying that could either make the bullying stop or make it worse, but she couldn’t go down without a fight.

a moment of silence fell between them, neither could say anything and maybe that was for the best. steve stared down at y/n with his big hazel brown eyes, an expression she never seen before, it wasn’t anger, it wasn’t teasing, it wasn’t pride, it was something more like vulnerability, shock, and realization and y/n was more than satisfied with that, leaving him with nothing more to say, she turned around and walked through the entrance of the hellhole she was forced to attend until graduation without looking back at the boy who stood there shell shocked.

y/n thought she finally made it out of her slothful town. getting into her dream college and moving far from everyone who reminded her of her shitty teen years, making new memories, better memories with better people who weren’t small minded and judgmental, she grew into a well rounded woman with accomplishments under her belt but sometimes life knocks you down when you thought you’ve finally made it. after all her successes she had to go back to the place she ran away from the moment her diploma landed in her palms. the second her feet boarded off the plane y/n felt the pit of despair in her stomach return, the same feeling she thought was finally gone but something’s don’t change even after years of growth. the ride from the airport back to her childhood home was silent, there wasn’t much to say, the horrible memories came flooding back, younger her waking up everyday wishing she was born in another life, with different cards dealt to her, in a different place that wasn’t hawkins but there wasn’t anything she could do, she couldn’t change the past but but she sure as hell will change her future even if she was cursed to come back to this shitty place she unfortunately called home.

luckily the universe had gifted her an amazing mother who never made her life more miserable than it already was, a mother who cared for her more than herself. the moment the door to her childhood home opened y/n was pulled into a warm, comforting embrace, a reassuring embrace she didnt know she so desperately needed, it was a reminder that already was going to be okay, with tears in her eyes she knew through all the bullshit she had experienced, in this new chapter of life she’ll be in control of everything and show everyone the strong woman she had grown into.

the first step y/n decided she needed to do was find a job, she couldn’t stay cooped up in the room that had such depressing memories, staring at the same four walls from sunrise to sunset. she applied to different positions all around town, the run down supermarket, the local library, the old movie theatre, the local rental store family video, the diner only old people went to for lunch, literally anywhere. y/n didn’t care where she’ll be working at, as long as she had some sort of distraction and income, and after three weeks of painfully, desperately waiting near her house phone for any calls about getting a job, she finally got a call from the manager of family video asking if she could come in for an in person interview tomorrow at 2pm , without any second thoughts she immediately said yes.

the next day she got ready earlier then necessary, making sure her makeup was put together, her hair was perfectly style, her outfit was clean and simple, all while the nerves tangled up in her stomach got worse as the clock ticked slowly. by 1:30pm she headed out to her interview, hopefully things would go well. the walk to family video wasn’t long, she got there by 1:55pm, the sound of her heartbeat ringed louder than the bell above her head as she entered the outdated designed rental store. the walls painted in an off white color, with an obnoxious orange color and a forest green color striped across, it reminded her of hawkins high school colors, the tacky uniforms the cheerleaders and basketball used to wear around school to show off their popularity, the same uniform steve used to wear…steve harrington… y/n often thought of him from time to time, curious about how life treated him after high school. she hated herself for even wasting her energy thinking about that asshole, he’s probably living the perfect white picket fence lifestyle everyone in hawkins ended up living, working in a small cube all day then coming home to his dolled up pristine housewife and his big beautiful litter of kids. y/n doesn’t even know why her mind went back to her high school bully, but she hoped she’ll never have to see anyone from the worst time of her life, especially steve harrington

the store smelt of old carpet and dust, the lights weren’t bright, it was more warm and comforting. as y/n walked up to the dark brown wooden counter she spotted a pretty girl with short dirty blonde hair, a plaid button up shirt, and a green vest with her name tag on it “robin” there’s no doubt she attended hawkins high, everyone in town did, but y/n didn’t really care for making friends back then and she wasn’t really known anyway. the short haired girl was slightly turned facing the male behind the counter, wearing the same dark green vest but his back was turned, all y/n could see was the shaggy strands of hair that looked extremely familiar, call her crazy for thinking a head of hair looked familiar but something twisted in her stomach just by the sight of the wavy brown hair, it reminded her a certain someone

“hi! i’m y/n, i’m here for the interview” y/n said softly, not trying to spook the two workers with her sudden appearance, robin fully turned her frame to face y/n, a wide smile painted on her pinky lips “yeah hey! i’m robin, keith should be the one to do your interview, i’ll tell him you’re here” robin said, her raspy voice echoed throughout the empty store, her teeth perfectly straight as she smiled before walking towards the back of the store leaving y/n with the male in front of her, suddenly he turned around painfully slow, his body language oozing shame, he fully faced her and y/n’s heart dropped down to her stomach, her ears rang muffling any other sound around her

steve harrington was standing in front of her.

the steve harrington that spend years going out of his way to make y/n’s life a living hell, with his asshole friends who had nothing better to do then ruins another person’s life, the same steve harrington that constantly degraded everything she did, from the way she walked, the way she talked and even the way she breathed seemed wrong to him, the same steve harrington she hoped to never see ever again. he stood there with an expression she couldn’t read and she didn’t want to try. he looked different, he was older, taller, muscular, he looked more natural and unkept in a good way, he didn’t have his hair perfectly styled caked up in hair gel and hairspray, his hair was loose and free, his clothes still were clean and polished but it fit his from differently, more masculine and his signature wristwatch around his wrist, the watch still shining in the sunlight seeping through the tall glass windows. he’s changed but there’s still parts of his present appearance that reminded her of the immature boy who taunted her existence back then.

they didn’t speak, how could any of them speak. a former bully and the former bully’s victim, it’s borderline comedic. steve couldn’t stand still, awkwardly stepping from foot to foot while anxiously fidgeting with his callused hands, y/n just stared at him, unable to move or speak, she should’ve known he was the one behind the counter, of course he’d be the one behind the fucking counter.

he was a curse y/n couldn’t run away from. out of all places, he’d be here, looking healthier and stronger, more handsome than before and even happier. it’s unfair

“y/n.” that voice wasn’t how she remembered, it was deeper and smooth, it lacked the arrogance and obnoxiousness he used whenever he spoke to her or anyone he thought was below him, he sounded much more softer, she didn’t know if this version of steve was better or worse

“y/n. i-i, listen i-i’m so-“ steve spoke, his voice shaky now but before he could finish his sentence robin came back out with a smile, unaware of the thick tension in the air “so! he said to just go back there for the interview, but be prepared for him to ask you odd questions or force you to mention weird things like naming your top three favorite movies. oh! and he’s like always covered in cheese dust, it’s kind of gross but getting a job here isn’t hard at all so i’m pretty sure you’ll get hired, if this idiot can work here, so can you” robin whispered like she was sharing a secret, she pointed at steve behind her with her chipped polished pointer finger “o-okay. that’s good to know..” y/n whispered back, not in a playful way like robin, more in an unaware foggy way, to be truthful y/n didn’t hear most of what robin said, she was still shocked seeing the same face that churned her stomach and to make matters worse, she came to the realization she’ll have to work side by side with said male if she was unlucky enough to get the job.

y/n got the job, she’s been working at family video for a full two months now and it’s been hell.

steve has been on edge the entire shift, only speaking to costumers and barely acknowledging the freckled girl like he once did two months before. he couldn’t believe a piece of his past resurfaced like a reminder of many people he’s hurt because of the character he played back in high. school, hurting others in his past when he hated himself the most, during a time in his life where he thought making everyone around him miserable to fill that bleeding hole in his abandoned heart, he’s never forgotten the words said to him from that day back in high school

“i find it extremely pathetic of you to take out your emotions on others,the lack of attention and love turned you into the worse kind of monster. until you heal that void in your heart, you’ll just continue living a soulless life being a fraud with fickle friends who leech onto you only for their own benefit. just admit you’re an insecure little boy seeking approval and validation and not this golden, godlike man you pretend to be”

fuck, she was right, she was completely right. after she spoke those words to him, his life did a 360, karma was a pain in the ass. his ex girlfriend, nancy wheeler, ghosted him to be with jonathan byers, she seemed happier with him, all the colleges he applied to denied him, after he graduated his parents completely cut him off and forced him to work a 9-5 to “teach him a lesson”, his love life went straight into the gutter with every woman either flat out rejecting him or using him as a rebound just to get over the boyfriends they’ll eventually take back, his only friends are a group of teenagers he babysat whenever they remembered he was alive and an ex band geek who makes fun of him every chance she gets. steve knew his life wasn’t what anyone, not even himself, expected to be but that’s because the mask he used to put up was perfect, so perfect even he was manipulated by it, except for y/n. she seen past it, she knew him better than most.

“steve, what’s up with you? you’ve been acting more weird than usual” robin suddenly said while putting movies in order by genre “w-what are you even talking about, i’m fine, completely fine” steve replied, quicker than necessary “dude, stop being dense. you’ve been so stiff recently and barely even talking. normally you talk as much as i do, and that’s a lot, like a loooot” robin explained, now facing the male next to her, an eyebrow raised “it’s nothing, just drop it.” steve nervously said, not trying to explain how much his shame was eating him alive and how shitty he treated the woman who’s rewinding the returned tapes in the backroom “no i’m not going to drop it. ever since y/n started working here it’s like you’ve completely turned into a different person. what is it? do you like her? i mean i can understand that, she’s like super beautiful but if you were interested in her then you’d tell her a corny pick up like or something and you haven’t done that so what’s going on?” robin whispered, she was honestly fed up with the awkward tension in the air between her friend and her new pretty coworker “i-it’s complicated. we kinda have a past but not a good one, well i wasn’t the best person to her in high school..” steve whispered back, guilt painted all over his face “steve, you weren’t the best person to everyone back in high school, what’s the big deal now” robin laughed “no, no like i was super mean to her, i was so fucking stupid back then and i really feel like shit knowing all the crap i put her through. she left hawkins right after she graduated so i never really had the chance to apologize to her. seeing her again and knowing she remembers the version of myself i hate most feels like a slap in the face, i want to apologize but i don’t know when’s the right time or how she’ll react or-“ steve said, roughly tugging on his wavy hair

“dude, chill out. how much of an asshole were you to her?” robin cut him off, seeing him stressed out like this made her realize how serious the was to him “a major asshole. the biggest one. the last conversation was me calling her pathetic and a fucking punching bag. i’m honestly so shocked she hasn’t slapped me yet for how i treated her back then” he said while looking away from the short haired girl next to him

he couldn’t face anyone knowing how crappy he treated other in his past, especially someone like her, how could he treat her like she was discarding trash under his shoes. the girl who used to dot her i’s with little hearts, the girl who used to shyly smile to herself after the teacher praised her over something small, the girl who used to come to school with cute mismatched socks, the girl who used to nervously bite her nails when she focused too hard on something, the girl who still makes his heart beat out of his chest even after all these years

“look. i’m not sure how she sees you or how she feels about you but you need to fix it. not only because you now work with her, but because you’ve probably hurt her and you still haven’t given her a proper apology, i’m sure you probably left her with some kind of emotional distress and it’s clear the guilt is eating you up alive, you’ve been glancing over to her with sad puppy dog eyes” robin said, he didn’t even notice he’s been staring at her, his eyes seemed to always drift to the girl who definitely hates his guts, this was his karma but he’s going to try make things better, even if he had

“so…you want us to talk good about you so that she’ll know you’ve changed? that’s the most idiotic plan you’ve had yet” dustin said while shaking his head, his curls bouncing with the movement “yeah man i agree. that sounds pretty childish and that’s coming from me. just apologize to her normally, i mean, you apologized to me and we’re cool now” eddie smirked, smacking steve’s back firmly with his popcorn butter fingers “it’s not the same. first of all, dustin technically forced us to become friends and second of all, you had a reputation that you kind of lived up to, i went out of my way to purposely make her life a living hell” steve explained, his eyes glued onto his living room tv, mindlessly staring at the boring movie playing on it “you know, i applaud you for wanting to make things right with the people you’ve wronged but this seems different, you’ve put more thought into making amends with her than you’ve had with anyone else, shit, you apologized to me by saying “sorry for treating you like crap man” and awkwardly putting me on my back then offered me a beer” eddie said while shoving his face with a handful of popcorn “yeah, i remember that. wait so do you like her? is this way you’re trying so hard?” asked dustin curiously “no..maybe.. i don’t fucking know. i just keep thinking about to how mean i was to her and how one minute she’d have the sweetest smile on her face and then she sees me and her face completely changes to disgust. i know i’ve hurt her and i just really want to change that, even if she punches me it’ll be well deserved and worth it” steve said dragging his palms against his face

“yeah he totally likes her. okay fine, we’ll help but i think it’s a shitty idea” dustin said while shrugging his shoulders, eddie agreed with the curly haired boy.

y/n felt like her life was a roller coaster, high school sucked for her which was her low point, her moving from hawkins and actually enjoying life which was her high but now she’s back at square one, working at a shitty job with the man who seemed to have changed for the better or at least that’s what the curly haired boy at the counter is saying shouting

“yeah, it’s so amazing how much you’ve changed harrington! you’ve grown into such a well rounded man with a good heart!” dustin said stiffly, trying his hardest to get the attention of silent girl who’s placing tapes by genre, the girl steve has been staring at for the past 10 minutes “i agree! he’s such a great helper too, he helped me find a blunt i lost, true story!” eddie followed up with, aggressively nodding his head as a sign of appreciation and approval, y/n snickered at that, they both sounded so ridiculous to her and to anyone with ears. she knew they were trying to get her attention, i mean, she couldn’t ignore their loud talking and steve’s staring

her little reaction caught their attention immediately, eddie decided to step things a little further “steve’s really a changed man, right? completely different from the boy back in high school” now that made her laugh louder than she intended to, but who can blame her? here was eddie munson speaking so highly about steve harrington, the same steve harrington who once made fun of him for having a choppy haircut back in sophomore year and only calling him “the freak” instead of his actual name “what’s so humorous sweetheart?” eddie asked, now turning his attention to the sunkissed girl “i just find it funny how you can speak so kindly about him. maybe hell cooled over after all” y/n replied, still placing the tapes in its rightful place “maybe..or maybe the devil himself had a change of heart” eddie shot back, sliding his body next to hers, getting into her personal space with a grin “i highly doubt that” y/n quickly replied, ignoring his close proximity “wanna bet and put money on it? i feel like making some easy money on this beautiful friday” eddie laughed out “whatever munson, you might be brainwashed by him but not me” y/n rolled her eyes at the shaggy haired jester and walking past him into the break room “she’s a tough cookie, you think harrington will win her over?” asked eddie, walking back to the curly haired boy “probably not.” he said while walking towards the exit “wanna bet on it?” eddie asked as they both walked out of the rental store

as y/n cut a corner heading to the break room she embarrassingly bumped into a firm back, the back of steve harrington..of course

“woah sorry, are you okay?” asked steve, his voice soft and his big brown eyes connecting with hers, and of course her stupid heart sped up as his hands gently stabilize her stance, why wasn’t her heart functioning with her brain? there’s no way she could feel the blood rushing to her ears “y/n..?“ steve softly spoke, snapping her out of the daze she was in, finally coming back to reality and being hyper aware of how close he was standing, she took a small step back “sorry. i wasn’t looking” she said as she turned around, trying to leave the awkward tension

until she felt the same warm hand that was just holding her arm now being wrapped around her wrist, his touch was feather light “y/n..i want to apologize. i know it’s long overdue and pathetic but please, please just hear me out” steve begged, a wave of déjà vu hit y/n, this reminded her of the time where she finally stood up to him and left him standing there to face his true self, the self he was truly terrified of “i shouldn’t listen to anything you have to say harrington. i think we said enough before, don’t you think?” y/n replied, turning her body back to the taller man, his expression disheveled and vulnerable “y/n please. i know you should be punching me right now and i’d a thousand percent deserve it but please, i just-i just can’t go another day knowing i’ve hurt you and still haven’t given you a proper apology after all these years. i know i was an asshole and you were right about everything you said before, i was an insecure little boy who never had anyone who truly cared for me or even..loved me in my life, i took out my emotions on those around me because of it but y/n, i promise i’ve grown after high school, not only because life humbled me but because your words made me realize how how shitty my life was and how immature i was” steve spoke, both of his hands grasping onto her hands tenderly, hoping she felt his true genuine emotions in his words

“steve. this is-i can’t…i can’t see you as anyone different from the guy who’d make ruthless remarks about my appearance and my intelligence…you’ve said some things that seriously effects how i am now and not in a good way. there’s days i can’t even stomach looking at myself in the mirror without hearing the things you’ve said to me with a grin, taunting me and treating me like i was the dirt on your shoe…i need some time, i appreciate your apology greatly but, it’s just too much right now” y/n said, her hands trembled, steve slowly let go of her

he knew his actions had serve consequences but this was the worse thing he’d ever done, the sweet girl he thought was too good for him was so affected by his disgusting behavior and made him sick, he imagined her staring at her own reflection with shame all because of what he’s said to her back in high school where he’d do the same when no one was looking. his stomach twisted with shame and disappointment

“y/n, im so sorry..” steve whispered out, watching her frame leave through blurry eyes. he’s really fucked up big time

it’s been a week since the conversation happened, y/n avoided steve like the plague, not intentionally, it seemed like her body was programmed to do so, like flight or fight mode, she was a flight kind of girl apparently. steve thought apologizing would ease the tension in the air and the guilt in his heart but boy, did he thought wrong, he knew y/n was ignoring him, staying hidden in the back room throughout most of the shift and he knew he deserved it

“gosh, the tension in the air is more suffocating than before…” robin whispered under her breath, she looked at steve with pity, he just stared emptily at air while y/n unpacked new tapes stiffly, robin couldn’t handle seeing them like this anymore, an entire week passed with them doing the same thing they’re doing now, it was getting awkward for her to handle, she had to do something about it. robin walked towards the backroom, a slight frown on her chapped lips and sat on the ground next to y/n “hey stranger, how’s everything going back here?” robin sweetly asked, her raspy smooth voice danced in the air for a moment “it’s going good” y/n responded tightly, a faked smile on her lips “okay so now tell me the truth” robin replied, tilting her head slightly, y/n sighed softly deciding whether or not she should be honest with the freckled girl beside her “it’s…it’s been horrible. i’m pretty sure steve told you about him apologizing to me and everything. i just can’t seem to get his words out of my mind, i truly want to believe him, my heart does this stupid thing every time i think of him but i keep getting reminded of how he was, how he treated me and the words he’s said to me when i was already at my lowest… it’s too much” y/n admitted, the weight on her chest finally lifted after telling robin what’s been running through her head

robin understood y/n, she felt the same way back when she started working with steve at scoops ahoy, all she seen was an arrogant snobby rich boy who walked around school as if he was royalty but after getting to know steve harrington and seeing how much he’s grown as a person, as a man, she knew y/n would see it eventually as well but for now, a little reassurance and a nudge would help her see it a little faster “i understand. and your feelings and thought process is completely valid and understandable, the ball is in your court but..i just want you to know that steve’s genuinely changed, i know it’s impossible to believe me and trust me i was the same before but after seeing how much he’s grown into a better version of himself really was eye opening. he’s deeply disgusting with himself for treating you the way he did. just know he’s going to try his hardest to prove that to you” robin said, her ringed fingers lightly rubbed up and down against y/n back, comforting the emotional distraught girl next to her

y/n had a lot to think of while also fighting the battle between her heart and her brain, she was so confused on what else to do, she wanted to fully accept his apology and forgive him but doubt pulled her back, being fearful this was one of his tactics to get her to accept and trust him just to turn back into the steve she knew too well.

after having that conversation with robin, y/n couldn’t sleep. she stayed up throughout the night staring at her off white ceiling unsure, everyone around her has said he’s changed, and after his apology and seeing how hollow he’s looked for the entire week of her ignoring him, it seemed like he was genuinely…maybe she should give him the benefit of the doubt, maybe he’s actually changed and she was just too stubborn to admit that. y/n never was able to get her heart and her mind to agree with one another but something she able to get a hold on was her future, she wasn’t naïve and wide eyed anymore, she knew if steve was playing a role she’d see right through it and she didn’t see that with him anymore, he was more genuine and sure, even with his appearance. his loose deep brown hair moved freely, his beauty marks kissed his skin all across his neck and muscular arms, his big downturned brown eyes that followed her every move, his cupid bowed lips formed into a frown everytime she’d glance at him. he was handsome, he always was..tomorrow she’ll give him the benefit of the doubt and treat him like an actual human, she told her self it was because she wanted to move on from the past and not hold onto any trauma, it definitely wasn’t because her heart jumped every time she’d smell his musky,earthy cologne and he definitely wasn’t because her face would get all hot listening to his voice when he spoke to customers…

y/n was definitely fucked.

the next day at work went the same as the day before, steve and robin getting to work first since they car pooled together every morning, keith already sitting in his office drinking a bottle of mountain dew as if it was water then five minutes after y/n shows up and the long shift finally begins. y/n walked in giving robin her usual soft smile and wave but she decided to do something out of the usual routine “good morning steve” she said with a smile, then headed towards the backroom. steve stood there unable to process that three second interaction, robin was shocked as well, normally y/n would walk past steve like he wasn’t even there but she actually knowledge him and it was a nice interaction “dingus…she just spoke to you…on her own” robin said, her eyes wide “yeah…she did…i don’t know how to react, my heart is beating way too fast, it’s concerning” steve said, matching his friend’s expression, robin let out an airy laughed, maybe her words did give her a little nudge “i really am the best” robin whispered to herself with an accomplished grin

the rest of the shift went on like normal, customers coming in to either return the tapes they rented out or customers trying to find something new to rent out for family movie nights, speaking of movie nights that reminded steve of tonight’s movie night at his place, everyone was coming over to his place to see “who’s that girl” which wasn’t his pick, he wasn’t really a madonna guy but it was robin’s turn to pick the movie they were going to watch so it was only fair “so you’ve got all the snacks we asked for? because last movie night you didn’t get any snickers and that broke my heart” robin said, her soft palm pressed against her chest over her heart dramatically “yeah yeah, i don’t know how you guys can eat so much junk, are your teeth okay?” asked steve, genuinely concerned about her health and her dental care “they’re perfect! thank you very much!” robin scoffed, while rolling her eyes “hey…would it be crazy if i invited y/n? i mean…i know i’ll be pushing it but i think she’d love the movie you picked, she was always into madonna. i remember she’d always hum some of her songs during class” steve smiled to himself, reminiscing on the small moments of her where he’d watch from a far and didn’t make her frown “you’re so in love it’s gross man. but i do think maybe it’ll be a nice gesture to invite her. she’d have fun with us, we’re funny…well i don’t know about you but me and eddie are” robin said with a grin, she might not show it and hid it behind all the teasing but she was cheering for them, what can she say, she was a sucker for a potential good ending

y/n walked out from the break room and out to the front of the store, standing side by side with steve, steve seen this as an opportunity to invite her “hey y/n…i was wondering maybe, only if you’re free, you’d like to come..by my place to see a movie? i’m having movie night at 8pm with robin, eddie and some other friends, we’re going to watch “who’s that girl”madonna’s in it, i remember you used to listen to her songs back in high school so-“ steve rambled on but y/n cut him off “yeah i’d come over, just as long as you have kitkats and hershey’s” y/n teased, a slight smile on her pretty lips “anything you want, i’d get all the kitkats and hersheys in the store” steve said, half joking and half serious, this is the first time they were interacting with each other and it was positive, innocent, lighthearted, if this was a dream steve sure as hell didn’t want to wake from it “how’d you know i liked madonna?” y/n asked curiously, she never told him that “well, it’s embarrassing and kind of creepy to confess but..in mrs.adam’s class i’d listen to you humming songs and i remember you’d hum madonna songs more frequently, it was cute seeing you in your own world” steve admitted, his face beet red, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his navy blue levi’s, y/n smiled at his confession fondly, she never thought she’d hear the steve harrington say something like that, especially about her

“that was really dorky of you”

“yeah yeah i know”

y/n knocked on the brownish-reddish wooden doors of steve’s house, anxiety clawing at her heart, she knew there wasn’t anything to be anxious about but this was the first time she’s ever been at steve’s place, even back in high school she never stepped near his residence, the endless parties that she never attended to just so she wouldn’t be around his presence, all that effort was going down the drain tonight “well what do we have here, hey sweetheart, you decided to show up fashionably late” eddie munson teased the moment he swung the door open, his ringed fingers wrapped around the door “duh, how else would i show up munson” y/n teased back, a smirk on her glossy lips “i like you,very sharp on your feet” eddie laughed out, stepping to the side to allow her space to enter. steve’s house was exactly how she’d imagined it looking, nice furniture, beautiful paintings hung on the pearl white colored walls, a big wooden staircase, the living room was spacious and of course had a fireplace, it truly was a beautiful house “hey,i’m glad you showed up” steve said walking from the kitchen to the living room with a big bowl of popcorn, he looked surprisingly put together for a movie night, his hair had a little bit more volume, he wore a fresh pair of denim jeans with a butter yellow sweatshirt “yeah i’m glad too, he wouldn’t let us start until you ca-“ max said, y/n immediately recognized the red head because of her step brother, the boy who tried replacing steve place back in high school “anyway! you look really pretty, well, i mean, you always look flawless, i just that lipgloss color on you, and how you styled your hair” steve rambled out, his cheeks growing red and rosy “get a room!” mike yelled out through a fake cough, steve rolling his eyes at the kids antics, maybe inviting y/n to movie night wasn’t the smartest idea

“so, did you buy all the kitkats and hersheys in the store or were you lying to me harrington” y/n teased, a faked frown on her lips “never, i stayed true to my words” steve smiled, he rushed over the side of the couch and pulled up a big brown bag filled with different kinds of chocolates, mostly being the kind she asked for “do you guys see what a pretty girl does to a guy” eddie said to the group of teens, shaking her head with a grin “it’s sickly cute” robin said gnawing on a slim jim “okay enough with the cringy cute stuff, we have a movie to play harrington!” dustin yelled out to lovesick man “yeah steve, enough with the cute stuff, play the movie” y/n smirked while walking to the empty spot on the couch, steve following behind her like a lost puppy, sitting so closely next to her she could smell the fresh soap and his cologne she loved, this was going to be a long night for her but she definitely didn’t mind.

steve harrington was funnier than y/n thought, softly whispering stupid things about the movie to her, like how the father in the movie reminded him of his dad, how he’d be a better love interest because his style was better than the love interest in the movie, how’d he easily taken down the buff dude madonna’s character was fighting off or how y/n would look more beautiful in the white dress madonna’s character wore, that last comment left her face feeling hot and antsy but in a good way

the credits rolled in, the movie finally ended. y/n stretched her limbs out a little, as she looked around the room she noticed everyone was fast asleep, robin and eddie lying against each other on the couch, lucas and max were curled up against each other on the floor with mike and jane doing the same, will laid on the living room table snoring softly, her and steve were the only ones up “that was actually a good movie, robin picked well” steve whispered, a small smile on his buttery lips “i agree, the music was really good too” y/n whispered back, returning back a lazy smile. steve stretched his limbs as well before he started picking up the empty bowls from the table and picking up empty candy wrappers, y/n did the same “wait no it’s okay, you don’t have to pick up anything, i’ll clean” steve said, gently holding onto her hand “no no it’s fine, i want to help, this is some of my mess as well” y/n reassured him, truthfully she didn’t want the night to end yet and go home to stare at the same four walls

“i don’t deserve this. i don’t deserve you being kind to me, i want to say sorry again y/n. you really went through so much and i was so mean to you…i wish i was mature enough to realize i didn’t have to be the way i was before. i tried to play a character to please others around me, to keep a reputation i didn’t even want to have” steve explained while picking at the empty cups and placing them in the empty bowls “i couldn’t face my insecurities and immaturity until you humbled me, i deserved it, and i honestly am really grateful you did. who knows where i would be if you didn’t give me that reality check” steve said tenderly, fully facing her now, those big brown eyes looking at her like she was the only thing that mattered to him because she was “steve…you already apologized to me, it’s okay, i believe you and now i know you’ve changed. after tonight, i seen a side of you that i never thought i’d see” y/n said, her voice feather-like, walking past him and to the kitchen, steve hot on her feet “no, it’s not enough. i-i really messed up and i want to show you i’m genuinely sorry. i was an idiot, instead of facing my feelings for you and my real identity i decided to be a dick, and i waited so fucking long to apologize to yo-“ steve blurb out, his mind spiraling out of control, but y/n was there to put in back together or maybe break his brain completely, y/n placed the empty cups into the silver skin and turned to him, she brought her palms to steve’s stubbled cheek, softly rubbing her thumbs against the apple of his cheeks. she slowly pulled his taller frame closer to her,their noses a hair away from each other

“steve..”

“yeah..”

“can i kiss you?”

“yes, please”

y/n wrapped her arms around steve’s neck and pulled him down to her, pressing her lips against his hungrily, running her fingers through his soft chocolate brown hair and pulling softly. steve couldn’t hold himself back, his hands touched any part that was available, his big palms pressing her against him like she’ll disappear into thin air “steve, mmm fuck” y/n moaned out, feeling his hot lips all over her neck and her chest “you’re so beautiful, you’ve always been beautiful. i want to do this properly, would you go on a date with me friday night” i’ll do everything all you have to do is bring you’re beautiful face, i promise it’ll be the worth it, i’ve been planning this since high school” steve begged, his voice laced with lust and admiration “since high school? you’ve been planning for a while, who am i to say no to a the perfect date” y/n smiled up at the the flushed male in front of her, her hands caressing his prickly jaw “i think this is a dream” steve said, placing gentle kisses against her palm “well if it is, i hope we never wake up from it” y/n whispered, pulling him back down and pressing her lips on his, steve instantly melting into her kiss like a sweet, sticky marshmallow.

they were so wrapped in each other, no one else around mattered and they wouldn’t want to have it any other way. y/n never thought she’d be in the same room with steve without wanting to pluck his eyes out, let alone kissing him but once again, luckily, she thought wrong. this version of steve was so easy to love. the sweet, patient, gentle and selfless man that stood before her was such a refreshing change she needed, he was the missing part in her chaotic life.

“ugh come on, go take this up to your room steve, not in the damn kitchen” dustin’s voice echoed through the kitchen, making them flinch at the sudden sound, their hearts stuck in their throats “fuck dude, come on. go! go!” steve shoo’ed the teen back to the living room, hand pressed against his chest trying to calm his pumping heart “these damn kids…” steve said under his breath, y/n laughed at his antics “he does have a point though…we should probably take this upstairs, right?” y/n whispered, her eyes low lidded, steve pressed a quick peck on her kiss bitten lips

“fuck yes”

“you remember that bet henderson? pay up” eddie smirked at the teen, he won the bet fair and square, he bet that steve and y/n would end up together, dustin bet against it, stupid mistake

“asshole..i didn’t think you were serious..”dustin rolled his eyes, putting five bucks in the metalhead’s palm while flipping him the bird “awww don’t be a sore loser henderson, next time you’ll win” eddie laughed out, pocketing the five dollars in his ripped jeans

“did you know they bet against us?” y/n asked, wrapping her arms around his waist, craving his body heat “no i did not…but hey, atleast eddie had faith in us” steve grinned, placing a soft peck on her lips, y/n kissed back with a smile, butterflies fluttering around in her stomach. y/n didn’t know what to expect when she moved back to hawkins but she was happily surprised at the outcome, having a stable job, supportive friends, an amazing mother and the worlds most perfect boyfriend anyone could dream of.

she wouldn’t wish for it any other way.

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•characters: jonathan byers x fem!reader

•summary: unrequited love has never felt more heartbreaking. hearing and seeing the one man y/n was in love with being so disgustingly in love with another women made her realize maybe love wasn’t for her…or maybe she was wrong for once?

•tags: angst to fluff, friends to strangers to lovers,unrequited love, miscommunications, no upside down or scary creatures au, still placed in the 80’s, cussing, jealous y/n, platonic steve harrington, might be out of character and some scene might be changed but this is fiction so :p, height difference (unspecified), y/n becomes a nurse.

•a/n: listen i’m a steve girl and i love jancy entirely too much but i need jonathan too, i’m greedy. and it’s kinda unfair how little people write for jonathan, also i was most definitely listening to “be like a woman” by chris rainbow while writing :)). reblogs,comments and likes are greatly appreciated!!!

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eight years y/n fell for jonathan byers, eight long years of being in love with the big brown eyed man felt like she was trapped in hell. who would’ve thought something so sweet like love would hurt so badly, every passing day felt like her heart was getting ripped out of her beaten and bruised chest.

but that heartbreaking feeling didn’t appear until recently when he started letting nancy into his life. once there was a time when y/n and jonathan were inseparable. super glued to each other, when one was around the other was sure to be there as well, trapped in their little world of bliss, but during their sophomore and junior years of high school things changed, they changed drastically.

nancy wheeler came into the picture, with her pretty hair, perfect girlish outfits, shiny polished nails, soft voice, bright smile and to make matters worse, she was freakishly smart, a pretty face with a pretty life and a great brain, the whole package. at first y/n didn’t think they would become a thing, nancy was dating steve and it seemed like she loved the popular boy and didn’t really mingle with people that was opposite for her and her boyfriend but suddenly nancy started spending more time with jonathan, coming into school together, having lunch together, leaving school together and even spending time after school at either his house or at the local library.

something sharp pierced y/n’s heart, she couldn’t wrap the idea of being replaced, being discarded before she even told him how much she loved him and cared for him, but that’s the hard truth about love. love could be beautiful and pure but at times it can shatter you into nothingness, breaking your heart into something bitter and grotesque.

the day steve and his small brained “friends” spray painted those humiliating words on the local movie theater about nancy was the break in the camels back, steve shouting degrading comments to jonathan and shoving the lanky boy as if he was a punching bag, his words dripped jealousy and anger, it was clear steve was hurt from how much time both his girlfriend and “the school’s freak” was spending together, feeling abandoned and used by nancy and humiliated that jonathan was the one who basically took the one girl steve loved.

jonathan snapped from all the verbal and physical damage steve was causing and throw a hard punch, the fight was nasty, hostile and messy. the sound of impact was loud, you can hear the sound of the punches splitting skin open. y/n rushed immediately to the byers residence after hearing from her classmate about the fight, the sky above her was bruised in a dark blue-purple color, her heart beating out of her chest from adrenaline, anger and fear. her legs running across the over grown grass, her feet thumped against his front porch then with shaky hands she banged onto his wooden door

moments passed and finally the door swung open, nancy opened the door, y/n breath was caught in her throat, her heart stilled for a second “y/n, hey..you’re probably here for jonathan right?” her voice soft as always “…yeah, i heard what happened. is he okay, can i come in?” y/n said, her eyes darting behind the curly haired girl, trying to see any signs of his existence “he’s fine, he just has a bruised lip. he’s resting so maybe right now isn’t the best time for you to see him” nancy replied, a frown making its way onto y/n’s chapped lips, this didn’t feel right, it isn’t fair a girl who just randomly showed up gets to be around the person that’s most important to y/n, gets to tell her whether or not she can see her best friend “i won’t be long, i just want to see him. i won’t even wake him up” y/n said, her voice smaller and quieter now “sorry, maybe some other time y/n, i’ll tell him you stopped by” and with that she closed the door, concluding their conversation and sending her off back home.

the entire way back home y/n couldn’t see her path back home, eyes blurred with hot tears, chest tender and sore from how much it’s been holding back. maybe she was being dramatic about this entire thing and by tomorrow jonathan would be by her side again and they’ll both be united again but that delusion quickly evaporated into thin air when days, weeks, months passed with no contact from the boy. months passing by with him completely ignoring her, spending more time with nancy and leaving her on her own, bleeding out from her heavy heart.

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a year has passed and that devastating feeling of loss was still present, not as aggressive but still there, still aching and raw. things changed and in the worst way, jonathan completely abandoned y/n and officially stopped being her best friend, her other half and is now dating nancy wheeler. but randomly on a hot july day, steve and y/n became acquaintances then friends, she found out after graduating and finally being freed from the illusion of the social ladder they had way more things in common, especially with losing things, losing people that they cared so desperately for.

“don’t you ever think back to when things didn’t hurt? when things weren’t how they are now?i miss when the most felt emotion wasn’t sadness. i know it’s corny but fuck…” y/n spoke, her body floating weightlessly around the cool water of his pool “all the time. i can’t even close my eyes anymore because if i do, all i see are memories of the more simple times” steve confessed, his leg brushing against hers “is this about jonathan?”silence fell, a cool breeze hitting her face “yeah…i’ve accepted that i’m no longer important to him and we possibly won’t even be anything but did i really mean nothing to him? all the pure and joyful moments we’ve had meant so little to him he’d just throw them out like that?” y/n admitted now sitting next to steve on the edge of his pool, she felt the restriction in her throat and the burning hot feeling in her eyes, how pathetic can she get still crying over him, over the boy who passed by her like she never existed, even after graduating he still couldn’t look her in the eye “i understand that feeling wholeheartedly. there’s times where i stay up at night just staring at my ceiling numbly thinking the exact same thing. you aren’t alone in this” his warm arms embraced her frame, his large palm rubbing up and down her damp back as a loud cry ripped out from her

that night was the worse from the many nights she’d stay up and thought of the man she loved, she thought back to how he’d spend nights talking to her after sneaking out at ungodly hours of the night, she thought back to when he’d make days like these so much more brighter and light, his gentle voice still haunts her mind and soul like he lived within her. she just missed what was, missed him and the safe feeling she’d feel when he was around, missed his comfort and warmth, missed how he smelt, missed his stupid jokes and his awkward side smile.

she missed her other half and as the years passed that feeling just didn’t go away, it didn’t hurt as much but it was still there.

it’s been three years since y/n and jonathan stopped being friends. steve,robin and y/n were inseparable, they worked at scoops together got fired together, they worked at family video together and got fired together , they even worked at a radio station but that obviously didn’t work because they got fired together for the third time. now they’re all working at different places, steve was a baseball coach and sex education teacher at hawkins high, robin went off to attend smith college and y/n became a nurse at hawkins hospital.

everything was finally a peace, y/n had a stable routine in her life, she fell asleep without thinking of a certain someone, she woke up without that lingering ache in her chest, she could look in the mirror and not see a broken soul staring back at her through swollen eyes. she was her again, her once faked smile was real and that was enough.

y/n finally got off of work, she absolutely loved her job but some there were times where she was grateful the day was done and she didn’t need to stand on her feet for hours and hours. as y/n walked to her car, the chilly night wind howled out, her hands ruffling through her cross-body bag for her shiny silver car keys, when she felt the ridged edges of her keys she looked back up and stopped in her tracks, her eyes went wide and her breath stilled as if it was sucked out of her lungs or kicked in the stomach, the face she thought she had forgotten, the one person she tried so hard to keep pushed down deep in her brain, the one who left her behind like she meant nothing, the only man she loved

“jonathan?”

he stood next to her sleek black car, she same car she bought with the money she saved up for during her junior year, that day was so sugary sweet, he was there saying how proud he was of her and being able to be responsible and mature she was. jonathan expression was unreadable, his body tense and awkward, unsure if he should speak or run like the coward he was

“what are you doing here?” y/n spoke again, not knowing what else to do, here stood the man she wished would come back to her but now that he’s actually here and standing in front of her…she didn’t know if that was truly what she wanted

“i-i’m sorry. i’m sorry y/n. i can’t imagine what i’ve put you there, i can’t stomach the thought of what i’ve done and how badly i fucked up. i’m sorry i waited this long to say these words but, fuck, y/n i’m so sorry for leaving you behind and hurting you and being an awful person” jonathan finally spoke, words coming out thick and regretful, those same gentle brown eyes she used to stare deeply into with so much love were now puffy and bloodshot red “please y/n, i know there’s no way i can make you forgive me but i’m sorry…me and nancy aren’t a thing anymore…we had an argument and she said something that opened my eyes to everything…” his eyes spilled tears, his cheeks rosy pink “she…told me about the day me and steve got into that fight. she lied about you not stopping by and checking up on me, she admitted to lying about you and steve dating after we graduated, she admitted to lying about you not wanting to be friend with me anymore…she called our relationship “puppy love”…i thought all the things she told me were true, were real…but i was just blinded” jonathan cried out, grabbing at his chest like he was protecting his bleeding heart, y/n knew that feeling all too well. she knew how much pain he was in, the man who left he bleeding out and broken was now bleeding out and broken in front of her. love can be pure and innocent but it can also be twisted and cruel, she knew that all too well

y/n quietly walked in front of the shaggy haired man and pulled him into a hug, even though her heart ached with hurt and betrayal, it squeezed with empathy for him. she didn’t forgive him but she knew he needed to let all that hurt out “i’m so sorry y/n, i fucked up, i fucked up something so beautiful just for an illusion. i hurt you, i know i did and i hate myself for that, i hate how much i’ve lost…” jonathan cried out, his frame shaking roughly and his hands gripping tightly around the her coat sleeve. y/n couldn’t say anything back, how could she? she was confused with all kinds of emotions, sadness seeing her childhood best friend crying and shaking, anger because she couldn’t believe he had the courage to show his face and come here spilling everything out like that as if he wasn’t M.I.A. for years now, happiness because maybe this twisted situation could bring back her best friend she once lost…and a tiny ache behind her ribcage that felt a little too close to love, the same love that had her become a shell of a person and broken

after that night in the parking lot where jonathan suddenly appeared, spilled all his truths, cried in her arms and then drove him back to his mother’s home to his request, they haven’t spoke. it wasn’t because jonathan abandoned her like he once did, no, it was y/n this time. jonathan called her house phone mornings and nights but she didn’t pick up, he tried catching her during her lunch breaks but she would run away the moment she heard the same gentle voice that made her heart leap, he’d leave small bouquets of her favorite flowers, he remembered, with handwritten apology letters attached, he tried everything and not once did he give up, not this time. but y/n didn’t know how to feel

she didn’t know what to do next, and how to react to him suddenly being in her life again. she tried years to forget him, his face, his smell, his presence and it almost was successful until that night, seeing his face and hearing that voice again made her feel that same feeling of love, the same feeling that made her depressed for months on end. his words kept repeating on an endless loop, his “i’m sorry’s” and “i hate myself’s” but most importantly him saying “she lied” “she admitted to lying” all this time nancy lied to jonathan and he believed each of those lies instead of coming straight to her, his best friend, his other half, he believed nancy and didn’t even think of coming to her. it was driving y/n crazy, on one hand she should hear him out and hear more about what happened but on the other hand it feels like the damage was already done…

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y/n told steve everything about that night with jonathan. steve sitting on her soft couch, a movie they rented out now paused, steve was just as shocked and confused as y/n, not knowing what kind of advice he should give his friend “so…the reason he left you and stopped being friends with you wasn’t because he was tired of you, it was because nancy lied about almost everything and he believed it and was hurt. then after years passed she admitted to lying and now he’s trying to apologize and take his place back into your life again?” steve questioned, trying to get on the same page as y/n “yup, pretty much. and now for the past couple of days he’s been calling me before and after work, he’s been leaving my favorite flowers at my door step with a new apology letter attached to them and even trying to run into during my lunch breaks” y/n explained further “first of all, he can’t take that place because i’ve filled it in, and second of all, i think he’s actually being genuine. i know you don’t want to hear that but when had jonathan never not been genuine? yeah he fucked up believing nancy and leaving you and you shouldn’t forget how that made you feel but also…i think he’s actually trying to fix the relationship you guys had” steve said, not knowing what else he could say to validate her feelings but also validating how jonathan must feel. steve had been there before, he knows how horrible it feels to be used in that way

“yeah…i think i should probably hear him out. i am still hurt by what he’s done, but i also need some closure and the only one who can do that is not only me but him telling me everything.” y/n said, leaning back into the soft cushion of her couch, moments passed by with them resuming back to the movie and stuffing their faces with the buttery popcorn steve made then suddenly

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

echoed out, the sound of the movie still sounded but everything went still in her apartment “it’s late, were you expecting anyone?” steve whispered out “no, only you…can you check it out?” asked y/n, not wanting to get caught first by the person who would be knocking this late, steve snickered at the panicked expression on y/n’s face and got up with a groan to the door, his palm twisted the knob and he froze, it was jonathan “uhh, y/n i think this one’s for you” steve spoke out, his eyes still glued to the male in front of him, y/n walked to the door and froze too, she definitely didn’t expect jonathan to be standing there, his brown cashmere sweater covered with his thick plaid jacket, wrapped around his thick fingers were her favorite flowers, a handwritten letter and something she never thought she’d seen again, it was the scrapbook they made together, pictures that kept so many memories and good moments, stuck in time, a time where they didn’t experience the bullshit they faced later on in life

“jonathan…”

“y/n”

they both spoke at the same time, they both mirrored the same expression, eyes wide, lips frowned and eyebrows pulled together “can we speak, alone, please?” jonathan finished, his voice desperate, steve read the room immediately and decided it was definitely best to leave the two of them alone and figure out the messy situation they were going through, he grabbed his jacket and his car keys and headed straight home, jonathan stepped inside the warm home handing her the flowers and the letter but the scrapbook still in his grasp. y/n placed the flowers on her coffee table and the hand written laid on her lap, they sat next to each other on her couch and waited until the other spoke

“i know this is sudden but i needed to spoke to you, to see you. i know i came in full force last time but everything i said was true. i didn’t purposely push you out of my life, i full heartedly regret every single thing i’ve done to you that caused you any pain, i’m so sorry. i believed in a person who lied about everything, lied about you and i stupidly believed you, without even asking you and speaking to you. i just couldn’t stomach the fact that maybe you didn’t care for me, and you moved on to steve without me…without me even being truthfully about my feelings.” jonathan admitted, his eyes on hers, wanting her to understand him, to understand he was telling the truth and wasn’t hiding this time

“that’s where you’re at fault. why would you think i didn’t care about you? you know how hurt i was when you left be alone? left me vulnerable and hurt, the day you got into the fight with steve i ran straight to you. she said you were resting and i shouldn’t disturb you, she said she would tell you i stopped by. after that you ignored me like the plague, i cried everyday and every night, i wished on every star that one day you’d come back to me. jonathan, you’ve burned me bad” y/n spoke, her eyes leaking thick tears, tears she swore she wouldn’t shed over him

“i promise y/n i didn’t know any of that, she told me different, she told me you don’t want anything to do with me after that fight, i just believe it but fuck, i’m so sorry. i’ll die trying to make it up to you, i promise. i’ve been so stupid about everything. i didn’t even tell you how much you mean to me because i didn’t want to lose you and mess up our friendship but i eventually did anyway…” jonathan cried out, the hot tears dripping down into his sweater “yeah…i love you so much but i didn’t want to ruin our friendship but fate wasn’t on our side with that one.” y/n sighed out

“you love me?”

jonathan asked, his round eyes filled with tears looked at her, hope behind them “you said “love” not “loved” please tell me you love me, please. i know it’s selfish, i know i don’t deserve it but y/n i’ve been in love with you for all these years now,please i can’t lose you again” jonathan desperately said, his big palms holding her warm face like it was made out of rose petals and cotton “…i love you. i’ve loved you since the moment we met, i loved you even at your worst days and even through all the pain i still loved you” y/n whispered out, tears still falling, sliding down her cheek to his hand and down to the sleeves of her sweater “oh my gorgeous girl, i love you, i’m so sorry i left. i promise i’ll be by your side even after death. i’ll be there even through the bad and the good, i’ll sacrifice everything, myself, just to see you smile and be happy. i’m sorry for everything” jonathan said, pulling her frame into his, the roles reversed, now it was y/n crying and shaking into his frame, him holding her as she broke down in front of him, vulnerable and raw.

“i missed you, my soul missed you, i can’t imagine myself messing up anything with you again. i couldn’t live with myself if i did. please y/n i’d do anything just for you to be in your life again” his arms still wrapped around her frame like she’d disappear, y/n snapped and grabbed his face into her tear soaked hands and pulled him in into a deep kiss, a desperate kiss. a kiss she’s been saving for this exact moment,jonathan kissing back immediately, grabbing onto her face. they moaned into the kiss softly, then y/n pulled back, bitting his bottom lips softly, breathless and satisfied

“i love you” jonathan sighed out, eyes puffy, a grin on his pink and swollen lips

“i love you” replied y/n, her expression copied his

y/n never thought the night would end like this but she was glad it did. she cried in his arms and eventually fall asleep in his arms, after all he was always her peace, her comfort. the warmth she so badly missed, even if she didn’t admit it out loud, she knew she couldn’t fully return to herself without her other half.

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the morning felt light, the warm sun rays hit her face like the sun kissed her good morning. her eyes cracked open and immediately his heat, felt his steady heartbeat against her heartbeat. he didn’t leave her, he stayed like he promised.

her plushy cheek pressed against his chest, savoring the moment a little longer just in case this was a dream that’ll come to an end, his arms tightened around her frame and he cracked his eyes open like how she did moments ago “good morning gorgeous girl” jonathan smiled, looking down at at the same woman he’d rip out his stil-beating heart if she asked “good morning, you stayed” y/n said, her eyes fluttering shut, humming happily “i promised i’d stay, even after death” he spoke, kissing the crown of her head tenderly “let me do this right. i want to start over and do what i should’ve done before. i’m going to take you out on a proper date, i’ll make the reservation, i’ll pick you up and all you have to do is be your beautiful and amazing self. does tonight at 8 sound good to you? if not i can definitely change it “ jonathan said, his hand rubbing softly and slowly again her back, his eyes filled with kindness and patience, those were the sam brown shes she fell in love with. she kissed him tenderly, feeling all flustered and lovesick

“tonight sounds perfect.”

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•characters: knight! steve harrington x fem! princess reader

•summary: steve harrington and y/n are both elementary school teachers, the school wanted to do a cute event for valentine’s day and what better way to entertain the littles other then a play about a beautiful princess and a strong knight falling in love~

•tags: fluff fluff fluff, teacher steve and teacher y/n, use of y/n and l/n, school play with cute cringe moments, yearning from both y/n and steve, meddling coworkers, might be out of character but it’s fiction and it’s cute so it’s whatever, kinda grumpy steve, little bit of an age gap (unspecified)

•a/n: i miss reading fluff steve harrington fanfics because all people do is write smut for him so i decided to write my own. reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated!! and please excuse any typos :/

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the cold february air pierced through the air like freshly sharpened knife. valentine’s day was just around the corner and the school wanted to host an event for the kids to keep them entertained, the halls decorated with pink,white and red hearts and strings, lollipops, chocolates, childish handwritten “love” letters to each other and a cute little play for the kids to watch before dismissal…the only problem was none of the teachers wanted to participate for the play. working for 20+ years at a school that underpaid most and hosted the same event over and over again didn’t really excited the old vets of the school.

the play was about a beautiful princess and a strong knight, the typical trope of the damsel in distress and her savior. it was something cute but practical. y/n thought it was sweet that the school even celebrated the holiday, maybe it was because it was her first year being a teacher and celebrating the holiday with her students or maybe it was because this was the first time she actually was looking forwards to valentine’s day after many years of a shitty valentine’s day, either way, she was the only one who was enthusiastic about everything and she definitely didn’t mind it.

Steve Harrington or Mr.Harrington as his students call him never really looked forward to the whole princess and knight play that would be hosted. the trope was played out, and being teacher for more than three years and watching the same old play got tiring real quick. every year his coworkers begged and pleaded with him to be the knight, but even in his first year of working at the school he declined

“i don’t really feel like wearing an uncomfortable cheap costume under hot lights for an hour straight”

he’d say as he shrugged his shoulders and walked away, unbothered and uninterested. he didn’t really care much for it, it’s not like he’d get paid extra for going up on stage and embarrassing himself or getting paid extra to stay after hours and quite frankly he didn’t want to save Mrs. Honeysett, the rude lunch lady that purposefully gave him spoiled milk as his princess

until a new face came along, a new teacher. Y/N L/N. he didn’t really think he’d fall hard for her, i mean yeah her cute whimsical outfit pulled on his heartstrings, the way she decorated her classroom with her kids silly little drawings made him smile every time he’d pass her room, maybe her corny jokes made him laugh harder than he would have if it was from any other person, the way she’d smile at him every morning and every afternoon when they’d passed each other in the cramped hallway did make him feel flushed and soft inside, listening to every soft spoken word that spilled from her pretty lips when she dropped her kids off when they had gym class, and admittedly her perfume always filled clog his sense sweetly, drowning in her and only her.

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three weeks before the play was chaotic, the kids being normally rowdy wasn’t the issue, the issue was between the teachers, it was getting closer and closer to the play and they still don’t decide who’d be playing the princess and the knight. most of the teachers immediately opted out of it, making excuses or saying they were getting “too old” to be playing in a silly kid play. the only two teachers left were Ms.L/n and Mr.Harrington

“Harrington come on, you haven’t participated yet,at least play the knight for this year’s show. i’ve asked everyone and they all declined, i need a knight for the play.” Mrs.Maxwell, the kindergarten art teacher said, her hands clasped together begging the unenthusiastic gym teacher to reconsider his choice, a sigh fell from his lips while his rough hands dragged down his face “fine…who’ll play the princess? and don’t say Mrs. Honeysett” Steve replied, hands on his hips, his expression stern and concerned “i don’t have a princess yet. Mrs. Honeysett is sick with a cold and no one else wants to play the princess. i haven’t asked Ms.L/n yet but-“

“Ms.L/n will be my princess?” Steve suddenly interrupting Mrs.Maxwell, his expression brighter and softer than the one painted on his face moments before, a soft grin on his pink lips and his honey brown eyes wide “well…i haven’t asked her yet but if i do i’m sure she’ll say yes, she’s insanely kind” Mrs.Maxwell said, a little startled by the sudden change in his character “yeah, she definitely is. she’ll make a good princess” steve said, smile genuine and sincere thinking of y/n dressed in the scratchy puffy pink dress, she’d look beautiful even wearing a potato sack

“…Mr.Harrington, are you okay?” Mrs.Maxwell asked, seeing how red his face turned in front of her worried her “w-what, yeah,yes i’m perfectly fine. um i think one of my kids need me for something” the stuttering mess of a man sped walked away from the awkward interaction leaving Mrs.Maxwell confused and a little disturbed.

Ms.Y/n quietly watched her kids making their valentines cards for anyone they loved, some wrote to their parents and friends, some wrote to their pets, just innocent and cute little cards for them to gift. Y/n smiled as her thoughts shifted to the play, she seen the fifth graders making the props for the play on her lunch break and everything was coming together but the only missing piece was the princess and knight. y/n definitely didn’t mind playing the princess, she’d be lying if she didn’t think of Mr.Harrington playing her knight, everything about him was charming.

in y/n’s eyes, Steve was the embodiment of a strong knight with his soft wavy hair, his round honey colored eyes, those chocolate brown beauty marks scattered all across his strong neck and arms, the way his voice held authority and strength but his words were always so kind, he was gentle with the students and so reliable, his cupid’s bow shaped lips curling into a smile while talking to her was permanently engraved into her brain. it was a little dumb to think of him so much but could you blame her? it isn’t fair he was creeping into the cracks she didn’t even know were there.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Mrs.Maxwell stood at her opened doorway, alerting her presence to the unaware woman “Ms.L/n, i’m sorry to interrupt but you wouldn’t mind if i pulled you out for a second?” the red headed women asked politely “you aren’t interrupted at all, kids please keep writing i’ll be back soon” y/n walked out of her classroom and into the hall, curious as to why the sweet art teacher needed to talk to her “again, i’m sorry for interrupting. i pulled you out to ask you if you’d be able to play the princess to my play? i desperately need you to say yes, i already have our knight a princess is still needed” Mrs.Maxwell said, her thick brows pulled together and a frown on her bright red lips “i didn’t think you’d ask me, of course i’ll play the princess! this is so sweet.” y/n brightly smiled, she didn’t mind playing the princess, anything to please the littles for a day “okay so i’ll tell Mr.Harrington you’ll play his princess then-“

“Mr.Harrington is my knight?” y/n’s heart raced quicker than normal, face feeling hot.

“okay, what’s going on between the two of you? he reacted the exact same way you just did” the poor confused red head sighed out “o-oh nothing is going on between us, i mean there’s nothing between us..um i think one of my students needs some help with their letters so i’ll just excuse myself” y/n’s words rushed out of her lips, feeling the awkwardness creep out and wanting nothing to do with the conversation anymore, speed walking back into her pink,white, and red decorated room, neck hot with embarrassment

“kids these days have no social skills…” Mrs.Maxwell whispered to herself, walking back to her messy art room.

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Mr.Harrington and Ms.L/n stood next to one another on the cold auditorium stage, bright cool white light shinning on them while wearing their costumes. Mrs.Maxwell wanted to see how well the both of them would work together and how well they’ll look in the costumes

Steve wearing his knight armor with a plastic sword, his muscular shoulders filling in his pauldron of his costume, his helmet fitting perfectly on top of his full amber brown hair.

Y/n was wearing her big pink dress, the snug corset around her torso surprisingly wasn’t extremely uncomfortable, the big flowy petticoat gave her that old fashion hourglass figure, sleeves of the dress were skin tight and was a itchy material due to the glitter organza design.

in Mrs.Maxwell’s eyes, they looked beyond perfect, they looked straight out of a fairy tail children’s book. it was exactly how she imagined “you two look amazing. the perfect pair” Mrs.Maxwell spoke, voice light and pleased “so, let’s start practicing our lines shall me?” Mrs.Maxwell said, smile wide and a little pep in her step.

two hours after reciting their lines to each other Mrs.Maxwell realized what was going on between the two of them, stuttering and stumbling over their words, shaky hands, nervous laughter, jittery movements, glances staying longer on each other than usual

“these two like each other”

love was definitely in the air and Mrs.Maxwell knew love was blooming right in front of her, what better way to push fate other than changing a few things in her play “okay you two, i’ve decided a change is needed” her serious voice echo out, immediately grasping their attention “change? what kind of change? if it’s about my acting i promise i can get better with a little bit more practice” steve admitted, panic clear on his pretty face, he didn’t want to lose an opportunity to be this close to his princess, he didn’t want to get replaced “no no don’t worry Mr.Harrington, you’re still playing our knight. the change is an addition to the ending. instead of just saving our gorgeous princess, i want you to save her then kiss her afterwards”Mrs.Maxwell said, sinister grin on her faded red colored lips “k-kiss oh, i mean i don’t know if Ms.L/n would want that..” Steve felt like his heart exploded and inflated behind his ribcage

“a kiss, a kiss from the most prettiest woman, a kiss from the most prettiest woman in front of the entire school, a kiss from the most prettiest woman in front of the entire school in a cheap knight costume… of god” steve didn’t think this would be how their first kiss would go, in fact, he didn’t even think he’d ever get a chance to kiss the same lips he’d day dream about during the dreadful school hours

“w-well i don’t mind at all, if there was anyone in the world i would have to kiss and play my knight it would be you” y/n answered, nervously tugging against the sleeve of her dress, the truth just slipping from her lips quicker than she could think. y/n didn’t mind being kissed by steve, sure it wasn’t how she imagined their first kiss, and honestly she didn’t really think they’ll ever get their first kiss at all, not knowing if he felt the same as she did but “kissing him in front of everyone in the entire school wouldn’t be the worse thing ever”

“so it’s settled then, at the end of the play you both will kiss and live happily ever after!”

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the day of the play came faster than any of them expected. the last couple of weeks of staying after hours and practicing their lines went well..except for the kissing scene they’ll have to perform, every time that scene came up they’ll just skip over it, not knowing when would be the best time to plant a kiss on each other, a kiss that would hold more truth than any of them wanted to admit

“so, today’s the day…” steve chuckled apprehensively, butterflies fluttering inside him “yeah, today is the day.. are you ready to impress the youth with our great acting?” y/n joked, softly poking the hard armor against his chest “more than ready my lady” steve gently grasping her hand into his and kissing her knuckles, y/n felt like she passed out and came back to consciousness in the span of three seconds “oh my handsome knight, i’ll be longing in my castle for your rescue” y/n continued the banter, fluttering and batting her lashes dramatically “just my rescue, my princess? aren’t you longing for my love and devotion the way i long for yours?” steve replied, truth behind every word he spoke “of course not my strong knight. shall you rescue me we’ll run off intro the sunset” y/n whispered out, her soft hand caressed his stubbly jaw, a twinkle in her soft eyes

“okay, it’s showtime my loves, get ready to actually do the kissing scene now” Mrs.Maxwell teased to the two love-struck idiots will glee.

kids filled the auditorium in a heartbeat and teachers following right behind them, most joyful they didn’t have to be the ones on the stage and the rest were just happy to finally get a break from the energetic students. the lights dimmed down and the curtains pulled open, Mrs.Maxwell stood confidently on stage with a clear voice she spoke “in honor to celebrate valentine’s day i’d like to present to you all a play about a beautiful princess trapped by an evil dragon inside her big castle, suddenly her strong handsome knight arrived. please enjoy!” Mrs.Maxwell bowed and walked off stage

“i’ll save you my gorgeous princess”

“you better, strong knight”

the play got closer and closer to ending and everything was going well, the children seemed entertained, even the teachers were paying more attention to this play, maybe it was because they weren’t the ones having to play the characters.

knight Harrington reached the top of her shiny “stoned” castle and swung his sword into the dragon’s chest and cheers erupted throughout the auditorium, happy about the evil mean dragon finally being defeated

the wires around steve’s torso whined up and moved him closer to y/n, now standing face to face with the relief of her finally being rescued “oh my , you finally came and saved my life, my skilled knight” y/n dramatically said, her hands placed on his armor covered chest “of course my lady. the evil dragon is now gone forever, no harm will ever happen now in our kingdom” steve said, ripping his metal helmet and his thick brown hair falling in his eyes “all because of you, being brave enough to come face to face with that cruel dragon and save everyone from destruction” her kind eyes stared deeply into his, gentle hands pushing the loose hair away from his chocolate irises “just couldn’t imagine being without my beautiful princes, i’m devoted you” steve said, placing one knee to the floor, bowing down to the ethereal woman that stood in front of him “i think i know how to repay you for your bravery, my knight” y/n said smiling brightly “and how will you repay me, my kind princess?” steve asked, head still facing the floor below him, suddenly a feather-like touch was planted below his chin and lifted his face to now look up at his princess, pulling his face to hers slowly then suddenly

y/n tenderly kissed steve

steve felt as if all the air in his body got sucked got out of in, head empty and dizzy, heartbeat increased to the maximum capacity, legs weak and hands shaky. this was the first time they kissed, ever, and it was better than anything he imagined. the smell of her smooth perfume, the taste of her plump lips and the feeling of her powdery soft palm placed on his cheek felt like he was actually a real knight saving his true love

y/n could feel her heartbeat in her throat, she always imagined how his lips would feel on hers and,wow, she didn’t know they’ll feel like clouds. his stubbly cheeks tickled her palms, grinning into the kiss as if she won a gold medal to y/n she felt over the moon, her senses being filled with him, she felt,smelt,heard and tasted him all around her and even with her eyes closed she could still see his beautiful face behind her lids

after the the big, velvet red curtain closed they were still kissing, too intertwined with each other to notice their surroundings, hot lips still pressed together and hands still wrapped around one another

“uhm you two…the play is done. you can stop kissing now” Mrs.Maxwell coughed out, the airy bubble the two of them formed around them suddenly bursted and they were brought back to reality, stepping away from one another awkwardly “anyway…you both did so well. this was the best show ever, maybe next year you guys can play princess and the frog. Steve can be the frog you’ll have to kiss and live happily ever after” Mrs.Maxwell dreamily sighed out, she knew her plan on getting the two awkward lovebirds together finally paid off

“i wouldn’t mind playing the slimy frog, as long as my princess is Ms.L/n again” steve flirted slyly, face pinkish red and his lips swollen and rosy “my knight and slimy frog all in one day, i wouldn’t have it any other way” y/n flirted back, grin wide her lips just as swollen

Mrs.Maxwell read the room and quickly skipped away from the two of them to give them some time by themselves. now alone, steve and y/n could speak the words they couldn’t before, not without nosy ears listening in

“listen, i didn’t expect to like you as strongly as i do. the moment you introduced yourself to me back on your first day of working here at our school i knew i was a goner, i just didn’t know you would feel the same way, i honestly don’t know if you do now…” steve admitted, the heavy weight being lifted off, the truth swirling in the air “i could say the same. i didn’t want to be unprofessional or accidentally make you feel uncomfortable with my feelings towards you but god, you don’t know how happy i am to finally let it all out “y/n let out a deep breath, her hands finding his and gently squeezing them

“this is truly happening,this isn’t some kind of dream i ended up having while falling asleep in the teachers lounge?”steve half joked, he couldn’t believe this really was happening to him, suddenly having amazing luck and winning his dream girl didn’t feel like reality, y/n laughed at his playful antics and pulled him into her arms, her cheeks sore from how much she was smiling

“let’s do this properly. may i take you on a date this weekend, maybe have a romantic dinner night together or a quiet coffee date? i’ll pick you up and i can actually be your knight in shining armor” steve spoke, his words soft and candy sweet

“i’d love that very much, my knight in shining armor” she replied, reaching for his face and gently pulling him into another kiss, a kiss that was away from multiple eyes, a kiss that meant everything and more.

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girl get off that c.ai and embrace the 'x reader'

i need some fanfics about himmmmm please

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why is he so cool and sexy here, very vampire coded

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𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎

•characters: professor!joel miller x fem!reader

•summary: professor joel wasn’t the one to mess with. he was strict, cold, cut-throat and he never tolerated students who slacked off but there was one student he seemed to go easy on, the only student he was more lenient and kind to.. y/n l/n

•warnings: professor x student, joel’s an english professor,modern universe no outbreak, age gap (y/n is 20+ and joel is in his mid forties), height difference, use of she/her for reader, pet names used for both joel and y/n, daddy issues core, nsfw smut, a lot of dirty talk, joel’s down bad for y/n and so is y/n for him (they match each other’s freak)

•a/n: only wrote this because i love the idea of professor joel:)) also i’m ovulating sorry!. was writing this while listening to “don’t stand so close to me” by the police i didn’t proofread so please excuse any typos

if you don’t like this kind of fiction or find it weird, don’t read!! likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!! <3

joel miller was a name everyone knew on campus… his class wasn’t for the weak. not because of how difficult his lectures were or how much he’d assign but because of how strict he was. joel miller never cared about being “too mean” or “too harsh” he didn’t mind giving out zeros over simple mistakes and he never gave extensions on any of his assignments. he’d always say “play stupid games and you’ll win stupid prizes” after every lecture, it was his motto, a reminder to his students that half-assed projects and papers wasn’t his standard and it wasn’t tolerated in his class…but of course there’s always an exception, y/n l/n was the exception. the sweet and pretty girl that sat in the front row, the girl who listened intensely to every word he spoke, the girl who said good morning and goodbye before and after every single lecture, the girl who made his heart flutter like a dumb school boy whenever his eyes connected with hers during his lessons. she was the only one that had access to the softer side of him without even trying.

at first joel seen her as a typical student, a student that showed up, listened and turned in all her assignments but as the weeks went on he couldn’t ignore her pretty smile painted on her glossed up lips, her starry eyes and the intoxicating smell of her perfume as she walked by him. he knew it was extremely wrong to find one of his students attractive but he couldn’t help the way he felt about her, he couldn’t help the scenarios that played in his head during his lectures or whenever he finally had a moment of silence. the thought of her laid out naked on his cool wooden desk, legs wrapped around his waist as he buried himself deep inside her soft velvety walls, her loud moans bouncing off the walls of the classroom and his big hand firmly wrapped around her warm neck

“fuck baby, this pretty pussy all mine? hmm? be a good girl and tell me how this dick has you feeling”

“being so obedient for your professor while i got you spread open like a good slut”

“fucking you raw and filling you up with my cum, wanna feel me dripping out of you for weeks huh baby?”

“why are you squirming honey, don’t run, take it all. feel me deep in your womb”

“shhh you can take it..yeah a little bit more”

“this is what you needed from me, you needed to feel how a real man fucks. i’ll take real good care of you baby, have you creaming all over me, mark this dick as yours”

“i know it’s too much baby but you’re gonna be good for me right honey?”

all the nasty things he wanted to whisper and moan in her ear as she gets absolutely wrecked underneath his big frame turned him on more than any porn or playboy he has ever seen, even making eye contact for three seconds gave him jerk off material for multiple nights straight.

as sinful as it was to want her all over him, he couldn’t stop himself from the ache that grew in his lower stomach, the more he stayed up late at night thinking of her pretty face pressed against his bulge, kissing his dick through his boxers and whining for him to fuck her, the more addicted he got to her. he just needed to taste her, to be inside of her, to feel her smooth skin against his, even if it would be it’ll be super risky and he can potentially lose his job, it was worth it, she was worth losing everything.

y/n l/n knew mr.miller was the one teacher on campus that every girl has tried to get with. many girls tried the stereotypical tactics like dressing provocative and scandalous every time they had his lectures or tried to get his attention by bending down to pick up their pens and pencils they purposefully dropped in front of his desk to get him to look at them or even tried gift giving, making sweet homemade treats or heartfelt cards to get him to fall for them but every single one of those girls failed terribly, they never got what they so desperately wanted from the older professor. his attention, his affection, his eyes, his long fingers caressing their skin was all they wanted from the brown eyed man but he never gave it to them, never fell for their tactics, he treated everyone equally and didn’t encourage anything other than a professional relationship with each of his students and y/n knew that as well, even when she was just as interested in him as every other girl on campus. she knew he’d never see her as anything more than his student but she didn’t mind, how could she when he was the nicest professor she had all semester, he never yelled or embarrassed her whenever she didn’t know the answer to his questions, never drowned her with too much assignments or projects, he never gave her a hard time whenever she needed an extension. she was fine with daydreaming fantasies about her professor, even when he didn’t feel the same…

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friday’s lecture was joel’s favorite, not because it was his last class for the week, it wasn’t because he’d finally have free time until the next lecture and it certainly wasn’t because of the lazy low-life students who begged for an extension on his assignments even after he made it clear he wouldn’t. friday was his favorite lecture because he got to see his girl, his dolled up pretty girl that made him weak in the knees the moment she walked into his lecture, sitting front row alert and eager to learn with those bright eyes he wished would roll back from the pleasure he’d give her.he couldn’t help the jitttery feelings he felt when friday’s lecture came, he loved being able to look at her and see the same face he dreamt about just the other night, the same face he wanted to ruin with tears and sweat and cum.

the beginning of class went by as usual, students would fill up the room and settled in, y/n would come in saying good morning to him as her perfume filled his senses sweetly and her face made his heart skip a beat, he’ll greet his students and get straight into the lesson. as class finally wrapped up and the bell rang announcing that class was over everyone got up and headed out the door, emptying the classroom in less than two minutes but one student decided to stay…the one student he craved the most and actually cared for. “miss l/n you stayed? how may i help you?” joel said calmly, trying his hardest to hide the excitement he felt, finally having some one-on-one with her “well, i wanted to ask you for some help on today’s assignment…if that’s alright with you?” y/n asked, voice rang in joel’s ear like a beautiful symphony, he barely registered what she just said to him with how distracting her lips were but luckily he snapped back to reality and cleared his throat “of course it’s alright, come here and show me what’s causing you confusion” joel said while dragging a chair next to him at his desk, the same chair he’d use to prop one large foot up whenever he got tired of standing for too long during lessons. y/n gathered her belongings and immediately walked to her professor and sat in the chair next to him, being so close to him she could smell the woody scent of his cologne, she could see the golden highlights in his soft curls when the warm light hits them, the freckles scattered all over his strong side profile and neck, she could only bite her lip at the wet dream next to her, she needed to feel his nose pressing against her thighs as he teased her and kissed her knowing how desperate she needed his lips elsewhere “so, what was it that you needed help with?” joel suddenly asked, interrupting her sinful thoughts about him, the same thoughts she has been having since the moment she saw him on the first day of school “yeah um, i’m having trouble with setting up the essay. i’m not sure how i’ll start it or what to write about first” y/n explained, her thighs clenching together knowing she wanted him closer, close enough to brush against his strong arms, the same arms she wished were wrapped around her neck in a headlock while he fucked into her “hmm…start with stating your essay's purpose, engage me enough in the beginning. if you want to be more creative add..” joel explained but y/n just couldn’t stay focused, she honestly didn’t have any issues with starting her essay, she already started writing a draft the night before. the real intention she was sitting next to him after class was more inappropriate but she didn’t care, she wanted his undivided attention, she needed to have his hot hands all over her “but you know that i won’t be too hard on you, i know you’re a smart girl.” joel calmly said, his eyes burning into hers, his big brown eyes now low lipped staring her down as his lustful thoughts ate at him, he has never had her this close before and it’s addicting, seeing every gorgeous feature made his head spin and fuck, her smell isn’t making his hormones act right, it won’t be long before he acts on impulse.

“i am a bit surprised you needed help with this essay. you’ve never had any problems before” joel said, it really didn’t make sense why she was here asking for a little guidance on this assignment even though he’s not complaining at all, it’s still odd because this was one of the easiest essays compared to the other topics he made his students write about “i know, it’s just i’ve been a little distracted recently…” y/n replied, biting the cap to her pink pen “distracted huh? been going to parties and all of that wild stuff” joel awkwardly asked, he knew this wasn’t an appropriate response but he needed to know what’s distracting her, was it going out to parties in skin tight skimpy dresses? was it a boy? was he a limp dick frat boy that didn’t even know where her clit was? or maybe it was him that was distracting her…he hoped it was the last choice..

“no no it’s not parties or any of that, it’s a crush on a boy, a man that’s been distracting me. it’s just stupid feelings you know?” y/n shyly said looking everywhere but at the man she was talking about “stupid? honey your feelings aren’t stupid at all, it’s normal to have a little crush on someone” joel softly spoke, his voice as warm as his body temperature “why don’t you just tell him you like him? what’s the worse that can happen?”joel said, resting his arm behind the chair she was sitting in, joel didn’t know how to respond to his girl talking about someone who might not be him, the sharp feeling of jealousy peaked it’s nasty head up the surface “i’d get rejected…and it’ll be awkward” y/n replied, finally locking eyes with the man next to her, his eyes glued to her, sincerity swirling in them “rejected? i highly doubt someone with a functioning brain will reject a beauty like you, but if so, rejection is redirection. don’t dwell on what could’ve been when you’re too bright and smart for settling down” joel boldly stated, being a little open with his feelings toward her “you think i’m a beauty?” y/n asked as she leaned into him little bit “well of course honey, prettiest face ever” joel said, his bigger hands now resting on hers, the heat radiating from them felt comforting…but it also made her mind start wandering to places not even the most sinful person would allow their minds to go.

thinking of his taller frame swallowing hers as he pounded into her, legs spread wide while he split her open on his thick dick, his rough hands tightly wrapped around her neck as he grunted with pleasure, her sharp nails dragging down his tanned firm back, her head spun in euphoria while she moaned for him to go harder and deeper

“mr.miller…can i be extremely honest with you?” y/n suddenly asked, joel still holding onto her smaller hands in reassurance “yes, always” joel answered quickly, a little too quickly but y/n didn’t seem to mind “…you’re the man i’m talking about…” silence fell and the blaring sound of ringing was heard now, only for a moment until y/n spoke again “i know it’s highly inappropriate to confess something like this but i can’t contain it anymore.. i’ve spent too many night with you in mind, it’s driving me crazy joel” y/n said,voice heavy with yearning and desire, she should’ve felt embarrassed or ashamed or even idiotic to admit this to the same man she dreamt about, the same man she laid at night thinking about with her hands between legs touching her most sensitive area wishing it was his hands instead, but maybe if she finally confessed to him she can realize that he’s not the one for her, he’s just someone she ended up being infatuated with, he’s never going to see her as anything more than his student..just maybe

“sweetheart…this is wrong…we both know it’s wrong but quite frankly i can’t find myself to give a fuck about wrongs or rights. i’ve waited long enough to hear those words finally be admitted by perfect girl” joel said lowly, like the words he spoke needed to be heard only by them, his heart thumbed hard against his chest it almost felt like it’ll explode at any moment. his little student felt the same way, hearing his name come out of her plush lips with so much desperation turned him on more than normal…god was he going to have so much fun with what is his.

♡

“come, sit in my lap babydoll” joel groaned out, palming her lower back, slightly nudging her towards him, y/n immediately listened and wrapped her legs around his waist settling in his warm lap, joel moved his hands to her thighs, the same soft thighs he lustfully stared at during his lectures when she decided to show them off like a vixen, teasing him with what he so badly wanted to feel,to touchy, to bite, he can die peacefully knowing he’s getting the pleasure to do so now.

“joel please. i’ve waited long enough for you..” y/n moaned out, gripping onto his tight white dress shirt, his arms underneath meaty and firm “you gotta tell me what you want baby, can’t give you anything unless you use that pretty mouth of yours” joel grinned, him teasing her the same way she teased him all these months felt wickedly satisfying“joel i can’t take it anymore, touch me please. touch me anywhere” y/n whined out, her hands moved to her, urging for him to touch the places she wanted him to touch “anywhere? i need my baby to be more specific” joel said, smirking at the desperation painted on her beautiful face, he’s waited long enough to have his girl in this position for so long, he definitely wanted to make the moment last as long as possible “joel, just fuck me until i can’t breathe, my body’s made to be touched by you and only you. please just take me” y/n begged out, both hands holding onto his biceps as she grind against his clothed bulge, his tip hitting her clit so good, right where she needed it. “thereee we go honey, see, it wasn’t so hard to ask for what you needed. i got you, don’t worry that gorgeous head of yours” joel said, his voice raspy and rough, he couldn’t handle the teasing anymore, he needed to taste her. he grabbed the back of her legs and placed her onto his desk, the same way he dreamed about for months on end, and finally seeing the beauty between those legs that’s been kept hidden until now “hmm fuck all this for me? she’s drooling all over the place for me darling. i’m gonna make you feel real good” joel moaned just at the sight of y/n slit, all wet and needy for his touch. joel dived straight into her core, tasting every flavor her body was willingly giving him, his tongue lapping in every direction and hitting her sensitive bud over and over again driving her insane, all she could do was cry out and tug on his soft curly strands of hair to keep him where she needed him most. joel loved the pain he felt when y/n yanked and pulled on his head, loved the taste of her cunt on his tongue, loved the lack of oxygen from being trapped between her legs, that meant his babygirl was getting close, he was the one getting her close to cumming and he absolutely loved it.

“j-joel, mmm fuck please, i can’t take it anymore” y/n moaned out, her legs felt like jelly as they shook from the sensation of his tongue “yes you can, you can take more i know you can. need you to cum in my mouth sweetheart” joel muttered out, his grip tightening around her thighs, keeping her firmly in the position he wanted her in, joel inserted two thick fingers into her hole to prep her, feeling her slick walls wrapping around his fingers almost made him cum straight into his boxers through his dress pants. the feeling became too much for y/n, the white hot tingling she felt all throughout her body was too much for her until she felt a snap, she felt the numbing warmth dripping out of her cunt as her legs went limp. joel grunted out once her nectar hit his tastebuds, he was addicted to his girl, addicted to her scent, her taste, her skin, everything and he needed more from her.

“not done with you yet darling..” joel said, the raspy voice coming back as he reached for the button from his dress pants. he unzipped his pants and dropped them to his ankles revealing his dick, his large girthy length that was leaking pre cum made her mouth water, the tip curved and rounded, he was perfect. he grabbed onto the base of his dick and tapped his bulky head against y/n’s cunt to watch her flinch from the overstimulation “joel you’re teasing me, please just fuck me already” y/n moaned through her bitten lips, reaching in between them and rubbing his tip against her weeping hole, begging for him to push into her “i’ll fuck you baby, just tell me who you belong to, hmmm” joel grunted out, biting his pink button lip while his low lidded eyes burned into hers “you joel, i only belong to you, i’ve always been yours, please just split me open on your dick” y/n moaned out, her legs opening even wider to allow him more access to her twitching hole “yeahhhh baby, you’re mine, this beautiful face and pretty pussy is all mine” joel smuggling said, he know he’d never go back to how things once were, the wet dreams where he’d imagine how she’d sound underneath him, jerking off during those quiet late nights, the longing looks he’d give her during lecture, those moments now replaced with the real thing. touching her, seeing those pretty expressions and hearing those pretty noises she made just felt so right.

joel finally pushed his fat tip gently into her wet slit, they both moaned out loudly from how perfect the fit was. they were the perfect matching puzzle pieces for one another, the heat from her mushy walls and the feelings of his thick veins rubbing against her walls felt sinfully good. the deep and rough pace joel stroked into her cunt caused y/n’s eyes to roll back in pleasure “f-fuckk joel, mmm, right there please please don’t stop, please don’t stop baby” y/n choked out slurred words, her arms pushing joel’s head lower to hers, wanting to feel his hot soft lips onto hers, joel moaned out from the sensation of her lips, the same lips he’d stare at while he taught his literatures, the ones that normally would be glossed up with sparkles now shinning with the mixture of their saliva “never gonna stop honey, c-can’t stop, you feel too fucking good” whispered joel, his mouth kissing all over her face, her neck, her chest, everywhere as he pounded into her hot cunt

“joel you’re s-so deep, fuuckkk i feel you in my womb. mmmm please im getting closer, don’t stop” y/n cried out, her climax rushing towards her with every thrust he gave her, the in and out motion melted her brain into nothing, it was too much for her, with the feeling of his lips all over, the scratchy feeling of his bread against her sensitive hot skin was too much, and his scent, fuck, his scent was making her lightheaded “mmhmm, come on babydoll, you can come all over me, come on my dick. it’s yours, it’s just for you” joel said through gritted teeth, speeding up his hips and pounding deeper into her wreaked body, his calloused rough hand around her neck for leverage, seeing the fucked out expression on that pretty little face was getting him closer to his release“joellllll right there right there, mmmm ffuuckkk” y/n’s words ripped out of her throat, her walls breaking down as her whole body shook from the strong orgasm she was feeling, that joel was making her feel “shit mmmm, i’m gonna fill my gorgeous girl up, have my seed leaking out of that messy pussy hmm” joel said, pumping his dick harder into her cunt until he felt his hot cum painting her wet walls, y/n welcomed the feeling of it, she felt full and complete getting stuffed by him.

comfortable silence was all that was heard aside from the rapid heartbeats and panting breathing, the heated and lustful atmosphere now shifting into something more softer, something more delicate “beautiful…so damn beautiful” he whispered loud enough for her to hear “how was everything? are you okay honey?” joel asked in a tone that y/n never heard before, a more low and calm tone that was filled with nothing but admiration, y/n couldn’t help but shyly look up at the man who she adored, not only because he gave her the best sex she could’ve asked for, but because he cared for her the same way she cared for him, she finally understood that he didn’t see her as his student that turned in her work on time or some silly college girl who had a delusional crush on her professor but someone who shared the same emotions and feelings as him, he seen her as y/n l/n and that was all she ever wanted.

“yes, i’m more than okay joel.”

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can we start writing fanfics about characters that are now apart of a dead fanbase? i miss reading fanfics about jake sully, miguel o’hara, eddie munson, steve harrington and charlie swan😕😕😕

maybe i’ll write for them after posting my joel fanfic

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