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warnings: p in v , oral (f receiving) , sough rex , usage of y/n , usage of good girl , hair pulling , slapping , js rough overall...
bg info: you and Roman have been dating for a few years and when it finally reaches your birthday he gives you something that's way more special and intimate than coach,expensive jewelery, and chrome hearts.
roman has the camera pointed at you as you blow out your 21 candles on the cake. you both were sat on the balcony of a airbnb in cali. he cheered as you smiled at the camera.
he put the phone down and kisses you. "happy 21st baby." he told you for the 20th time today. you guys have been everywhere. from shopping to flying then this airbnb.
"its cold lets go back in.." you giggled as he got up and grabbed the cake from your hands. you shut the screen door behind you and walked to where he sat at the couch.
"thank you for making today special Roman." you laid your head on his lap. he hummed as he stroked your hair. "I have one final surprise pretty."
you picked your head up and looked at him in confusion. "what is it?" you questioned. he grinned before getting up and heading for the bedroom.
you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. you waited a bit, deciding if you should follow him or not but you ended up following him. once you opened the door to the bedroom he was no where to be found.
you hesitantly stepped into the room and looked around. "roman?.." you peeked through the bathroom door. once you turned back around, you were pushed onto the bed.
roman stood over you. he didn't have a shirt on and his hair was placed into a messy bun. you let out a nervous laugh as he placed his hands beside you.
he leaned down to hover your neck. you shivered as he breathed "you ready for your last surprise?" he questioned.
“mmhm..” you hummed as he kissed your neck. his hand creeped behind your ear as he kissed up to your jawline.
you took your shirt off, leaving you with only a lacey black bra and short ruffled shorts. he then started to kiss down your body.
he reached under your belly button and stopped. he hooked his pointer finger in your shorts and tugged at them.
you gave him the nod to continue and he tugged them off. “my favorite..” he smiled as he stared at your underwear. they were infact his favorite pair. the pink laced ones with cheetah print.
"mm.. now your getting it good tonight. imma put you to sleep" he laughed. you were honestly confused on what he meant by that but you just let him do his thing.
he pushed your underwear aside and revealed your wet and throbbing clit. he brushed his finger over it, making you twitch slightly. he looked up at you teasingly. "you've been teasing me all day Roman.."
you weren't lying. he teased you all day. "I needed you to be ready baby.." he muttered in a apologizing tone before licking your folds. you whimpered as he entered a finger in you.
his tongue flicked your clit. you moaned out loud and arched your back with pleasure. "you like that hm?" he whispered against you as he put in another finger.
he stretched you out and held your waist. "roman.. im- ngh.. close..~" you managed to get out before he stopped. you let out a defeated noise, the feeling of his fingers not being inside of you anymore made you feel empty.
"don't be like that.." he said lowly as he unbuckled his belt. his jeans fell to the floor and soon his boxers did too. oh god he was hard.. "you see what you do to me y/n?" he grabbed onto your side.
he lined himself up with your entrance and slowly pushed himself in. you gripped the sheets and moaned. "ooh! roman! fuck!" you groaned before his hand shot to your mouth.
"you cant be too loud.." he chuckled before he sped up the pace. mascara was running down your eyes, along with tears. it really was that good.
he hummed before flipping you over while he was still in you. he held your waist with one hand and pulled your hair back with the other. he pounded into you carelessly as you either let out a cry or a moan with each thrust.
he leaned over and kissed your shoulder then your tear streaked cheek. you sobbed out some nonsense but he knew what you were trying to say. "be a good girl and cum for me.." he whispered in your ear.
you nodded and arched your back. he tangled your hair in his fingers and pushed your face down into the blankets. he slapped your ass repeatedly, making sure to leave you bruised.
"fuck! agh! roman!" you yell into the blanket which ended up getting muffled. that knot in your stomach tightend as your nails dug into the pillows.
roman smiled down at you then noticed how your legs were wobbly and growing weak. he chuckled at the sight before turning his attention back to you.
"I'm so close!!" you moan. he pounds into you harder before your legs start shaking and you let out a muffled moan. he rode out your orgasm before pulling out.
he released thick white ropes of cum on your back as you collapsed onto the bed. you panted out of breath as Roman untangled your hair. "you did so good for me mama.." he muttered as he walked to the bathroom.
he came out with a damp towel and got behind you again. he wiped your back and your hole clean and kissed it. it was red and swollen. "lets get you to sleep hm?" he threw the towel into a nearby hamper.
you climbed under the covers and he followed behind you. he spooned you from behind and stroked your hair. not even seconds later, he heard your soft snores. "fast asleep.." he chuckled before dozing off.
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Yall harassing this girl for literally writing fics LIKE ANYONE ELSE ON THIS APP bc you want to have your wannabe white mean girl moment MOVE.
so many other ppl wrote the same shit as me and repost the same shit.. why am i the ONLY one catching strays. i swear nb is worried abt your little ass twitter girls get a life
old ENOUGH you and your hg are little ass girls don’t be COMING on my shit commenting 😂 if yall want attention so bad js say that clearly i did a trend.. idgaf how old you are lol you and ur hg wouldn’t say ts irl yall are so miserable it’s sad asf
tags: fluff, slow burn, strangers to lovers, mutual pining, miscommunication.
in which y/n and hollis always seem to run into each other at erewhon ( no specified timeline)
wc: 1.6k
You had told yourself that it was convenient. It was not particularly convenient— it was forty minutes from your apartment, as it had always been— but you told yourself that, and you kept telling yourself that when you made it a part of your schedule to come on Friday evening with a reliability that your bank account was beginning to notice.
He wasn’t there the first Friday you came on purpose.
You bought a twenty-dollar juice and felt like a complete and total idiot.
He was there the second Friday.
You almost walked into him coming around the corner. He caught your arm, just briefly, to stop you colliding— his hand on your sleeve, gone almost before you could register the feeling— and you both stepped back.
“Sorry,” you spoke up.
“My fault,” he said, which it wasn’t.
You stood in the too-narrow aisle and looked at each other as the store move around you, soft and slow, someone’s feet landing against the tile.
“I was going to get a smoothie,” you said.
“Yeah,” he said. He paused. “i’ll walk over.”
It wasn’t exactly an offer. It wasn’t a question. It was just a. statement of what was going to happen, delivered so quietly that you almost missed the significance of it.
You walked to the smoothie bar. Waiting in line— he stood directly beside you.
You talked— not a lot , not the way people talk when they’re trying to impress each other, but in the low, unhurried way of people who are comfortable with silence and not quite comfortable with each other yet. He asked what you did for work. You told him film, interiors, and sometimes portraits. He listened like he was taking in what you were saying, not just waiting for his turn to talk.
You asked what he did.
He looked at you sideways. “Music.”
“What kind?”
There was a beat of silence. “Come to a show,” he said, “and decide for yourself.”
Your smoothies came up. You both reached for yours at the same time— your hands didn’t touch but they almost did, you stepped back saying something about liking that answer, and he looked at you with those level, considering eyes and said nothing, which somehow said everything.
You left separately. He went first. You watched him walk through the glass doors into the cool evening, hands in his pockets, unhurried.
You drank your smoothie— phone in hand, looking up his name.
The whole ride home you listened to his music. Then you pulled into the parking garage and kept listening.
You hadn’t outrightly said yes to the show.
But you also hadn’t told him no.
── .✦
You went to the show.
Told yourself it was for research. You were a photographer; you attended shows all the time; this was professional interest, cultural curiosity, nothing with a specific name.
The venue was medium sized, packed to the brim, and loud in the way that rattles your skeletal system. You stood near the side because because that was the safest option— and that’s where you always stood; camera bag on your shoulder, and when the lights went low you felt the shift in the room the way you always did— that collective inhale, the moment before.
He was different on stage.
Not unrecognizable— still that same stillness, that same quality of taking up as much space as he needed— but expanded somehow, like a frequency you hadn’t been able to fully hear before was suddenly audible. You lifted your camera and started snapping pictures without a second thought, the way you did when something was captivating.
Afterward the crowd pressed and shifted, you were moving toward the exit when someone touched your shoulder.
You turned.
It was his security— telling you to follow them.
He’d just got done taking pictures.
When you made it to where he was he walked up to you, he was closer than the venue’s noise level required. He looked at you with an expression that was more open than any you’d seen yet, something running underneath it that he hadn’t let you see before.
“You came,” he said.
“Yea, I did,” you said back.
A pause. The crowd moved around you.
“And?” he said.
You looked at him. The base was still in your chest, humming. The photos were already in your camera, real, exposed, and undeniable.
“Hmm. I think I need to hear it again,” you said, “just to be sure.”
His mouth did the thing again. The almost-smile. Slower this time, more deliberate, like he’d decided to let it happen.
“I can arrange that,” he said.
Neither of you moved.
The crowd thinned around you and you stayed in the noise of the dimmed light and the thin gravity of something beginning, something that had already begun weeks ago in an LA grocery store, in the space between eye contact and words that were both said and not said.
His hand found the side of your camera bag and he adjusted the strap— just slightly, where it had been digging into your shoulder— without asking, or making it a big deal.
You let him.
“Come on,” he said. “I know somewhere we can get food that doesn’t cost twenty-two dollars.”
You laughed. A real one, surprised out of you— semi loud.
He looked at you like that sound was something he’d been waiting for.
You followed him out into the Los Angeles night, the city was loud, bright, and indifferent. You were thinking about how you’d started all of this because you needed more oat milk, and how nothing about it felt like an accident anymore.
── .✦
The diner was in Silver Lake, a booth by the window, vinyl seats, coffee that tasted like it had been sitting all morning, and a laminated menu. It cost eleven dollars total. You didn’t say anything about that but you both knew.
You sat across from each other. This was the first time you’d been across from each other— every other time you had been side by side, looking at the same shelf, standing at the same smoothie bar— the same stage. Facing him directly was different. You had nowhere to divert your eyes except directly at him.
“You shot the whole set,” he said. Non accusatory.
“I always shoot when something is worth shooting.”
He looked at you steadily. “Can I see them?”
“When I developed them.”
“Film.”
“Film,” you confirmed.
He wrapped both hands around his cup. His hands were careful-looking, steady. You noticed things like that— it was the photographer in you, or so you told yourself.
“Why film?” he asked.
You thought about it in a real way, not the rehearsal way you answered at openings and in artist statements. “Because you can’t see it right away,” you said. “You have to wait. And when you finally do see it, it’s either there or it isn’t. No adjusting. No fixing it in post.” You paused, “I like that it’s a commitment.”
He was quiet for a moment. “You like that you can’t take it back.”
You stared at him for a moment. That wasn’t quite what you'd said, but it was closer to what you meant.
“Yeah,” you said.
He nodded slowly, like he was turning that over. The diner hummed around you. Someone’s pancakes arrived two booths over. Outside, a car drove past with its windows down, music blasting— then gone.
“What are the interiors for?” he asked. “The project.”
“A book, maybe. Or just for me . I don't know yet.” You pick at the paper placement in front of you. “ I've been shooting the same kinds of rooms for two— almost three years. Spaces that feel empty. Not abandoned— just. momentarily empty.”
He was watching you with that full, unbothered attention.
“Like something’s about to happen,” he said.
“Or just finished,” you said.
There was a momentary pause. Something moved across his face, quiet and sudden.
“I’d like to see them,” he said. “The interiors. Not just the show ones.”
“Okay,” you said. You didn’t say it lightly.
He knew it wasn’t light. You could tell by the way he received it— not fully acknowledging it, just a small nod, showing you that it mattered and he understood.
You guys stayed until the diner got quiet and the coffee got cold— the server filled you guys’ cups twice before out of what seemed like pure and genuine sympathy. You talked about LA the way people take about any city they have a complicated relationship with— not quite with complaint, or love, but something more honest. He’d grown up around music and distance. You’d grown up somewhere flat and quiet— leaving at the first given opportunity.
“Do you miss it?” he asked. “Where you’re from.”
“Sometimes. The quiet.” You looked out the window at the streetlights. “LA is always awake. And loud.”
“Yeah,” he said, and you got the sense he understood that specifically, not just generally.
He paid before you could argue. You let him, and he didn’t make it a gesture, which you appreciated.
Outside it was cool, that particular cool that catches you off guard in May. You stood on the sidewalk and he stood next to you— neither one of you guys made an effort to head towards your cars.
“I’m over there,” you said, eventually. Gesturing.
“i’m down here,” he said.
Silence.
“The photos,” he said. “When you develo—.”
You cut him off.
“i’ll let you know.”
He stared at you for a moment, that intense gaze that you still couldn’t read completely and were beginning to think you weren’t supposed to— that it was something you’d have to accumulate slowly, over time, light light on film.
“Good night y/n,” he said.
“Good night hollis,” you said back.
You walked to your car. Not looking back, but you heard him head in the other direction, staying aware of his surroundings— while you stayed aware of the sound of his footsteps until you could no longer hear them anymore.
You sat in the dark car for a moment before you started it.
Cw: sexual themes, sneaky sex in the bathroom, drugs, sex tape, fingering, cum on face, overstimulation, unprotected sex
A/n:enjoy babies!
Music was blasting loudly making everything vibrate around you loud chatter and so many things going on you felt overwhelmed making you go outside to smoke a cig. It was Halloween your best friend threw a big halloween party but all you felt was guilt every time you saw her and roman gave you small sneaky affectionate gestures after not speaking to you. You close your eyes feeling the wind peacefully blow you making you forget everything thats happened the last few weeks between you and roman how after that night you both hooked up obviously because of your friend and how suspicious she already is but you can’t help but just wonder about you and him.
You’re short peaceful moment is ruined when you hear footsteps and a hand rubbing your shoulder making you turn around “ Juliet with no Romeo tsk tsk” roman says making your eyes roll, he had a skeleton makeup on making you feel a certain heat between his legs making you pissed how easy you are for him. “ fuck off” you say putting out your cig getting ready to leave until you felt a hand grab you “ wait y/n im fucking around with you” he says apologetically “ you know we can’t speak a lot she will find out” he says knowing you are upset about you both not speaking “ roman its fine i don’t care i know what i was getting myself into having a affair with you” you say annoyed “ no mami let me make it up to you” he whispers in your ear while touching your breasts not caring if he was seen.
That was enough to make you fold cause now you were in a bathroom making out “ oh mami i missed you” roman said aggressively making out with you grabbing your hair making you open your mouth as he shoved his tongue deep in your throat. You touch his dick making him chuckle “ already hungry for dick mami” he teases you as he grabs your neck “ bend over the sink for me “ you obey him bending over and pulling up your skirt “ my good girl” he cooed while touching your pussy through your lacy thong “ so wet “ he chuckle “ hurry roman before she goes looking for you” you whisper shout impatient already from him taking forever.
Before you know it he shoves his dick in you making you gasp “ shut up slut you want to rush me? Fine take this dick” he says thrusting into you rough only making you get turned on even more as you silently moan. He pulls your hair grabbing into a ponytail making you lean onto him “ look at you pretty girl” he says making you look at yourself in the mirror, you were covered in white and black makeup from his skeleton look and you hair a mess from him pulling you honestly looked beautiful. “ taking my dick so well mama” he groans already feeling close your pussy was just to well.
As you both kept going you heard a knock making your heart drop making roman stop fucking you “ someone’s here” he shouts while silently fucking you making you weak in the knees, the other person groan and walk away annoyed . You both look at each other in mirror sighing in relief “ we gotta be quick mami” he says while he thrust into you faster making you moan loudly causing him to cover your mouth with his hand “ quiet baby before someone hears” he glares at you warning only you could respond with a nod.
“ im going to cum mami” he says finishing inside of you making you roll your eyes in pleasure feeling his cum shoot inside of you. He pulls out of you and pushes his finger inside your pussy to make sure none of his cum leaks out of you making you moan loudly to his gesture. You both adjust yourselves silently to leave until he breaks the silence “ ill come by your house my juliet” he says touching your face and kissing you on the cheek “ you promise?” You stare at him with innocence “ i never break a promise to a pretty girl like you” he says at last kissing your hand and quickly leaving the bathroom first until it was your cue to go.
At your house
You left the party shortly after your moment with roman making a shitty excuse to your friend that you felt ill. You were currently laying down in a black lingerie set incase roman actually would come over but slowly after time you felt no hope. The memory of the party lived in your head making you feel a certain heat between your legs giving you no choice but to touch yourself, you pulled your panties aside and slowly rubbing your clit with your eyes closed thinking about roman and you pull your bra down ans start playing with your nipple making you have double pleasure the only sound in the room was your quiet moans and sound of you wet pussy being played with.
“ mhm roman” you quiet moan as you played with yourself imagining roman as you kept your eyes closed “ mhm roman” was all you could moan until you hear footsteps in your room making you shoot your eyes open only to see a masked man in front of you recording you making you gasp covering yourself up until you seen roman under it .” what the fuck roman” you shout as he chuckled unzipping his pants uncovering his hard ass dick making you already more heated for him “ look at you baby touching yourself to me” he says taking your blanket off you and starts touching you feeling your juices making him groan “ fuck baby you are my weakness” as slowly touches you making you roll your eyes “ please roman please just fuck me” you look at him in the eyes with a seducing look making him more eager “ only because you’ve been good to me” he whispers as he kisses you with passion. “ Can i record?” he says pulling away from the kiss “ you know you don’t have to ask” you say taking his boxers revealing his boner with precum leaking.
You were about to turn on your stomach until he stops you “ i wanna look at you while i fuck you pretty baby” he says laying you back down making you have butterflies in your stomach as you both maintain eye contact, he pulls his phone out and starts recording him pushing his dick inside of you catching every facial expression of yours and moans from each other. He starts slow and passionate making you moan “ fuck roman go faster” you moan fucking yourself on his dick making him smirk “ say please baby” as he puts the camera to your face catching your desperate plea “ please daddy” you moan as he thrusts in you quickly “ fuck baby your pussy is so tight” he moans as the camera faced him catching himself while admired himself fucking you “ look at my pretty baby “ he brings the camera to you showing your destroy state your hair all messy bra was off showing your tiddies bouncing after every stroke of his dick and how every moan of yours was loudly echoing the room.
Your sex tape was ruined when you heard a phone call from his phone making him angrily groan from frustration seeing who was calling “ stay quiet for me baby” he whispers while cupping your tits and he answers the phone “ what woman” he says putting her on speaker while slowly going in and out of you making you quickly cover your mouth from any moan wanting to escape “ where the fuck are you roman” you hear you best friend shout at him “ fucking calm down im at my friends house” he says shouting back as he anger started fueling him making him fuck you a bit rougher making you roll your eyes back in pleasure and arch your back up only to feel romans finger enter your mouth to keep you quiet. “ You always say that roman you think im stupid where the fuck are yo-“ your best friend was cut off by him as he hung up the phone on her
“ sorry about her baby” he says pulling his fingers out letting you moan loudly again as he kept hitting your spot not even thinking about his words as you were to brain fucked to even respond. He felt your pussy grip onto his dick signaling you were almost there “ cum for me mami” he groans wanting to feel your warm pussy juices on him “ im cumming roman” you moan as you releases making him release inside of you as well “ its like we are soul mates we release on each other at the same time he chuckles quietly and leans down to suck your tiddies making you gasp from the feeling of him sucking it.
After a bit he puts his scream mask on making you more horny “ one more round baby?” He says to you as he slowly goes in and out of you making you not wanting to say no “ please baby” you say quietly. Roman grants your wish as skin clapping was echoed all over the roman and the only noises filled in the room was you both moaning loudly not caring about anything else, you dug your nails onto his skin leaving marks of your finger nails “ yes baby mark me up” he groans “ the mask on you is so hot “ you moan getting turned on from the sight of his mask “ im not going to last long mami” he says truthfully coming to a finish quick “ me too baby” you say already tired from the overstimulation.
Without warning roman pulls out jerking off quickly shooting a load of cum on your face making you smile. He pulls out his phone to take a photo “ smile baby” and you smile and do poses with his cum on your face. After you clean off from everything you lay down exhausted from the events “ will you stay” you ask him watching him dress up he hesitated for a moment until he laid down with you giving you an answer “ill deal with her tomorrow” he whispers while he touches your face making you sleepy
Cw: sexual themes, sneaky sex in the bathroom, drugs, sex tape, fingering, cum on face, overstimulation, unprotected sex
A/n:enjoy babies!
Music was blasting loudly making everything vibrate around you loud chatter and so many things going on you felt overwhelmed making you go outside to smoke a cig. It was Halloween your best friend threw a big halloween party but all you felt was guilt every time you saw her and roman gave you small sneaky affectionate gestures after not speaking to you. You close your eyes feeling the wind peacefully blow you making you forget everything thats happened the last few weeks between you and roman how after that night you both hooked up obviously because of your friend and how suspicious she already is but you can’t help but just wonder about you and him.
You’re short peaceful moment is ruined when you hear footsteps and a hand rubbing your shoulder making you turn around “ Juliet with no Romeo tsk tsk” roman says making your eyes roll, he had a skeleton makeup on making you feel a certain heat between his legs making you pissed how easy you are for him. “ fuck off” you say putting out your cig getting ready to leave until you felt a hand grab you “ wait y/n im fucking around with you” he says apologetically “ you know we can’t speak a lot she will find out” he says knowing you are upset about you both not speaking “ roman its fine i don’t care i know what i was getting myself into having a affair with you” you say annoyed “ no mami let me make it up to you” he whispers in your ear while touching your breasts not caring if he was seen.
That was enough to make you fold cause now you were in a bathroom making out “ oh mami i missed you” roman said aggressively making out with you grabbing your hair making you open your mouth as he shoved his tongue deep in your throat. You touch his dick making him chuckle “ already hungry for dick mami” he teases you as he grabs your neck “ bend over the sink for me “ you obey him bending over and pulling up your skirt “ my good girl” he cooed while touching your pussy through your lacy thong “ so wet “ he chuckle “ hurry roman before she goes looking for you” you whisper shout impatient already from him taking forever.
Before you know it he shoves his dick in you making you gasp “ shut up slut you want to rush me? Fine take this dick” he says thrusting into you rough only making you get turned on even more as you silently moan. He pulls your hair grabbing into a ponytail making you lean onto him “ look at you pretty girl” he says making you look at yourself in the mirror, you were covered in white and black makeup from his skeleton look and you hair a mess from him pulling you honestly looked beautiful. “ taking my dick so well mama” he groans already feeling close your pussy was just to well.
As you both kept going you heard a knock making your heart drop making roman stop fucking you “ someone’s here” he shouts while silently fucking you making you weak in the knees, the other person groan and walk away annoyed . You both look at each other in mirror sighing in relief “ we gotta be quick mami” he says while he thrust into you faster making you moan loudly causing him to cover your mouth with his hand “ quiet baby before someone hears” he glares at you warning only you could respond with a nod.
“ im going to cum mami” he says finishing inside of you making you roll your eyes in pleasure feeling his cum shoot inside of you. He pulls out of you and pushes his finger inside your pussy to make sure none of his cum leaks out of you making you moan loudly to his gesture. You both adjust yourselves silently to leave until he breaks the silence “ ill come by your house my juliet” he says touching your face and kissing you on the cheek “ you promise?” You stare at him with innocence “ i never break a promise to a pretty girl like you” he says at last kissing your hand and quickly leaving the bathroom first until it was your cue to go.
At your house
You left the party shortly after your moment with roman making a shitty excuse to your friend that you felt ill. You were currently laying down in a black lingerie set incase roman actually would come over but slowly after time you felt no hope. The memory of the party lived in your head making you feel a certain heat between your legs giving you no choice but to touch yourself, you pulled your panties aside and slowly rubbing your clit with your eyes closed thinking about roman and you pull your bra down ans start playing with your nipple making you have double pleasure the only sound in the room was your quiet moans and sound of you wet pussy being played with.
“ mhm roman” you quiet moan as you played with yourself imagining roman as you kept your eyes closed “ mhm roman” was all you could moan until you hear footsteps in your room making you shoot your eyes open only to see a masked man in front of you recording you making you gasp covering yourself up until you seen roman under it .” what the fuck roman” you shout as he chuckled unzipping his pants uncovering his hard ass dick making you already more heated for him “ look at you baby touching yourself to me” he says taking your blanket off you and starts touching you feeling your juices making him groan “ fuck baby you are my weakness” as slowly touches you making you roll your eyes “ please roman please just fuck me” you look at him in the eyes with a seducing look making him more eager “ only because you’ve been good to me” he whispers as he kisses you with passion. “ Can i record?” he says pulling away from the kiss “ you know you don’t have to ask” you say taking his boxers revealing his boner with precum leaking.
You were about to turn on your stomach until he stops you “ i wanna look at you while i fuck you pretty baby” he says laying you back down making you have butterflies in your stomach as you both maintain eye contact, he pulls his phone out and starts recording him pushing his dick inside of you catching every facial expression of yours and moans from each other. He starts slow and passionate making you moan “ fuck roman go faster” you moan fucking yourself on his dick making him smirk “ say please baby” as he puts the camera to your face catching your desperate plea “ please daddy” you moan as he thrusts in you quickly “ fuck baby your pussy is so tight” he moans as the camera faced him catching himself while admired himself fucking you “ look at my pretty baby “ he brings the camera to you showing your destroy state your hair all messy bra was off showing your tiddies bouncing after every stroke of his dick and how every moan of yours was loudly echoing the room.
Your sex tape was ruined when you heard a phone call from his phone making him angrily groan from frustration seeing who was calling “ stay quiet for me baby” he whispers while cupping your tits and he answers the phone “ what woman” he says putting her on speaker while slowly going in and out of you making you quickly cover your mouth from any moan wanting to escape “ where the fuck are you roman” you hear you best friend shout at him “ fucking calm down im at my friends house” he says shouting back as he anger started fueling him making him fuck you a bit rougher making you roll your eyes back in pleasure and arch your back up only to feel romans finger enter your mouth to keep you quiet. “ You always say that roman you think im stupid where the fuck are yo-“ your best friend was cut off by him as he hung up the phone on her
“ sorry about her baby” he says pulling his fingers out letting you moan loudly again as he kept hitting your spot not even thinking about his words as you were to brain fucked to even respond. He felt your pussy grip onto his dick signaling you were almost there “ cum for me mami” he groans wanting to feel your warm pussy juices on him “ im cumming roman” you moan as you releases making him release inside of you as well “ its like we are soul mates we release on each other at the same time he chuckles quietly and leans down to suck your tiddies making you gasp from the feeling of him sucking it.
After a bit he puts his scream mask on making you more horny “ one more round baby?” He says to you as he slowly goes in and out of you making you not wanting to say no “ please baby” you say quietly. Roman grants your wish as skin clapping was echoed all over the roman and the only noises filled in the room was you both moaning loudly not caring about anything else, you dug your nails onto his skin leaving marks of your finger nails “ yes baby mark me up” he groans “ the mask on you is so hot “ you moan getting turned on from the sight of his mask “ im not going to last long mami” he says truthfully coming to a finish quick “ me too baby” you say already tired from the overstimulation.
Without warning roman pulls out jerking off quickly shooting a load of cum on your face making you smile. He pulls out his phone to take a photo “ smile baby” and you smile and do poses with his cum on your face. After you clean off from everything you lay down exhausted from the events “ will you stay” you ask him watching him dress up he hesitated for a moment until he laid down with you giving you an answer “ill deal with her tomorrow” he whispers while he touches your face making you sleepy
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Music was blasting loudly making everything vibrate around you loud chatter and so many things going on you felt overwhelmed making you go outside to smoke a cig. It was Halloween your best friend threw a big halloween party but all you felt was guilt every time you saw her and roman gave you small sneaky affectionate gestures after not speaking to you. You close your eyes feeling the wind peacefully blow you making you forget everything thats happened the last few weeks between you and roman how after that night you both hooked up obviously because of your friend and how suspicious she already is but you can’t help but just wonder about you and him.
You’re short peaceful moment is ruined when you hear footsteps and a hand rubbing your shoulder making you turn around “ Juliet with no Romeo tsk tsk” roman says making your eyes roll, he had a skeleton makeup on making you feel a certain heat between his legs making you pissed how easy you are for him. “ fuck off” you say putting out your cig getting ready to leave until you felt a hand grab you “ wait y/n im fucking around with you” he says apologetically “ you know we can’t speak a lot she will find out” he says knowing you are upset about you both not speaking “ roman its fine i don’t care i know what i was getting myself into having a affair with you” you say annoyed “ no mami let me make it up to you” he whispers in your ear while touching your breasts not caring if he was seen.
That was enough to make you fold cause now you were in a bathroom making out “ oh mami i missed you” roman said aggressively making out with you grabbing your hair making you open your mouth as he shoved his tongue deep in your throat. You touch his dick making him chuckle “ already hungry for dick mami” he teases you as he grabs your neck “ bend over the sink for me “ you obey him bending over and pulling up your skirt “ my good girl” he cooed while touching your pussy through your lacy thong “ so wet “ he chuckle “ hurry roman before she goes looking for you” you whisper shout impatient already from him taking forever.
Before you know it he shoves his dick in you making you gasp “ shut up slut you want to rush me? Fine take this dick” he says thrusting into you rough only making you get turned on even more as you silently moan. He pulls your hair grabbing into a ponytail making you lean onto him “ look at you pretty girl” he says making you look at yourself in the mirror, you were covered in white and black makeup from his skeleton look and you hair a mess from him pulling you honestly looked beautiful. “ taking my dick so well mama” he groans already feeling close your pussy was just to well.
As you both kept going you heard a knock making your heart drop making roman stop fucking you “ someone’s here” he shouts while silently fucking you making you weak in the knees, the other person groan and walk away annoyed . You both look at each other in mirror sighing in relief “ we gotta be quick mami” he says while he thrust into you faster making you moan loudly causing him to cover your mouth with his hand “ quiet baby before someone hears” he glares at you warning only you could respond with a nod.
“ im going to cum mami” he says finishing inside of you making you roll your eyes in pleasure feeling his cum shoot inside of you. He pulls out of you and pushes his finger inside your pussy to make sure none of his cum leaks out of you making you moan loudly to his gesture. You both adjust yourselves silently to leave until he breaks the silence “ ill come by your house my juliet” he says touching your face and kissing you on the cheek “ you promise?” You stare at him with innocence “ i never break a promise to a pretty girl like you” he says at last kissing your hand and quickly leaving the bathroom first until it was your cue to go.
At your house
You left the party shortly after your moment with roman making a shitty excuse to your friend that you felt ill. You were currently laying down in a black lingerie set incase roman actually would come over but slowly after time you felt no hope. The memory of the party lived in your head making you feel a certain heat between your legs giving you no choice but to touch yourself, you pulled your panties aside and slowly rubbing your clit with your eyes closed thinking about roman and you pull your bra down ans start playing with your nipple making you have double pleasure the only sound in the room was your quiet moans and sound of you wet pussy being played with.
“ mhm roman” you quiet moan as you played with yourself imagining roman as you kept your eyes closed “ mhm roman” was all you could moan until you hear footsteps in your room making you shoot your eyes open only to see a masked man in front of you recording you making you gasp covering yourself up until you seen roman under it .” what the fuck roman” you shout as he chuckled unzipping his pants uncovering his hard ass dick making you already more heated for him “ look at you baby touching yourself to me” he says taking your blanket off you and starts touching you feeling your juices making him groan “ fuck baby you are my weakness” as slowly touches you making you roll your eyes “ please roman please just fuck me” you look at him in the eyes with a seducing look making him more eager “ only because you’ve been good to me” he whispers as he kisses you with passion. “ Can i record?” he says pulling away from the kiss “ you know you don’t have to ask” you say taking his boxers revealing his boner with precum leaking.
You were about to turn on your stomach until he stops you “ i wanna look at you while i fuck you pretty baby” he says laying you back down making you have butterflies in your stomach as you both maintain eye contact, he pulls his phone out and starts recording him pushing his dick inside of you catching every facial expression of yours and moans from each other. He starts slow and passionate making you moan “ fuck roman go faster” you moan fucking yourself on his dick making him smirk “ say please baby” as he puts the camera to your face catching your desperate plea “ please daddy” you moan as he thrusts in you quickly “ fuck baby your pussy is so tight” he moans as the camera faced him catching himself while admired himself fucking you “ look at my pretty baby “ he brings the camera to you showing your destroy state your hair all messy bra was off showing your tiddies bouncing after every stroke of his dick and how every moan of yours was loudly echoing the room.
Your sex tape was ruined when you heard a phone call from his phone making him angrily groan from frustration seeing who was calling “ stay quiet for me baby” he whispers while cupping your tits and he answers the phone “ what woman” he says putting her on speaker while slowly going in and out of you making you quickly cover your mouth from any moan wanting to escape “ where the fuck are you roman” you hear you best friend shout at him “ fucking calm down im at my friends house” he says shouting back as he anger started fueling him making him fuck you a bit rougher making you roll your eyes back in pleasure and arch your back up only to feel romans finger enter your mouth to keep you quiet. “ You always say that roman you think im stupid where the fuck are yo-“ your best friend was cut off by him as he hung up the phone on her
“ sorry about her baby” he says pulling his fingers out letting you moan loudly again as he kept hitting your spot not even thinking about his words as you were to brain fucked to even respond. He felt your pussy grip onto his dick signaling you were almost there “ cum for me mami” he groans wanting to feel your warm pussy juices on him “ im cumming roman” you moan as you releases making him release inside of you as well “ its like we are soul mates we release on each other at the same time he chuckles quietly and leans down to suck your tiddies making you gasp from the feeling of him sucking it.
After a bit he puts his scream mask on making you more horny “ one more round baby?” He says to you as he slowly goes in and out of you making you not wanting to say no “ please baby” you say quietly. Roman grants your wish as skin clapping was echoed all over the roman and the only noises filled in the room was you both moaning loudly not caring about anything else, you dug your nails onto his skin leaving marks of your finger nails “ yes baby mark me up” he groans “ the mask on you is so hot “ you moan getting turned on from the sight of his mask “ im not going to last long mami” he says truthfully coming to a finish quick “ me too baby” you say already tired from the overstimulation.
Without warning roman pulls out jerking off quickly shooting a load of cum on your face making you smile. He pulls out his phone to take a photo “ smile baby” and you smile and do poses with his cum on your face. After you clean off from everything you lay down exhausted from the events “ will you stay” you ask him watching him dress up he hesitated for a moment until he laid down with you giving you an answer “ill deal with her tomorrow” he whispers while he touches your face making you sleepy
🜲 You unexpectedly fall in love with one of the knights from the castle of Tenflower. It was something you had to keep secret, for it was forbidden for a knight to be with a princess.
tags: tenflower au, knight!hollis, princess!reader, forbidden love, sneaking around, fist kiss, loss of virginity, marathon sex, oral (m + f receiving), fluff angst And smut, reader is inexperienced but not really innocent, happy ending don't worry
warnings: slight blood, brief descriptions/mentions of torture & capital punishment
w/c: 11k
a/n: thank you to @stellalaylas for the idea for this fic! i also made it a little inspired by berserk as well :p this is my longest fic ever now wow. ignore the fact that hollis' hair in his medieval era was brown and i described it as blonde in this fic i just thought it was Fun. also ive said this before but i am not good at medieval speak nor do i know how trials work etc etc so it might be a little unrealistic but i find that fun Idk. as usual no screenshotting/talking about this fic outside of tumblr/my ao3 <3
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Being the princess of Tenflower was lonely.
That was the best way to describe it. It’s not like you were alone. You had your family, your servants, daughters of aristocrats you frequently spoke with.
But you were never able to really live due to your overprotective father. You weren’t able to interact with the public or go out of the castle without his permission. You had given up on asking to go places long ago. He always said no.
So you spent most of your days in your room. Luckily, it was spacious and full of everything you’ve ever loved. Everything you ever needed was in the castle.
You stared outside of your room, book in hand. The sky looked pretty this time of night. When you were having trouble sleeping, you always pulled a book out to help.
The wind from outside lightly blew your hair back. You could see the entire city from the castle. You could see the individual windows of the buildings, some with light on and some not.
You saw a couple galloping down the streets in the middle. You were far away, but you could tell they both had big smiles on their faces. Probably drunk from the bar they came out of. You wondered if you would ever be as happy as them.
You sighed and closed your book. You felt sleepy, finally.
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“The knights are sparring in Tenflower Square today.” Your mother spoke, taking a sip of her tea.
“Cool.” You responded, more focused on biting into your eggs. You weren’t really the most interested in the violence of that stuff.
“The family is expected to be in attendance today.” A beat. “That means you, too.”
You dropped your fork. “What?”
“You’re coming.”
“Mama, I’ve told you I don’t like watching fights.”
“There won’t be any actual bloodshed this time. It’s just to demonstrate the skills of the Tenflower army for the city’s enjoyment. They fight to protect you, you know. It’s a reminder of how you’re in good hands.”
You sighed. None of this ever interested you.
Your mother noticed your annoyed expression. “Tell you what. If you go with us to the spar, I’ll talk to your father about letting you go to the bookstore across town. By yourself.”
Your face instantly lit up. “Really?”
Your mother closed her eyes and nodded. “But only if you come with us today, will he consider. The royal family in full is expected.”
You couldn’t pass up an opportunity to leave the castle. You’ve always heard about that bookstore, how it had almost every book you could think of.
“You’re awfully excited. I thought you didn’t like this sort of stuff.” Your servant Cecily said, helping you into your dress. Cecily has been working for your family ever since you were born. You felt closer to her than your own mother, sometimes. She felt like a part of the family at this point.
“I don’t. Mother promised me something, though. So I’m coming.” You smiled, daydreaming about the aisles of books you were hopefully going to look through soon.
“Figured. Want me to do your makeup all heavy, like the girls do?” She walked you over to your vanity to sit down. She was talking about your friends, they were all the epitome of femininity. You, not so much. But you preferred that.
“I guess just this once won’t hurt.”
The sound of your heels, that were honestly too big for you, echoed off of the halls of the castle. Your parents smiled satisfactorily when they saw your outfit while waiting at the end of the hall.
“Oh, my wonderful daughter!” Your father exclaimed, walked up to you and brought you into a hug. “I’m so happy you’re coming. The residents of Tenflower will be overjoyed to see their princess. You look wonderful.”
You hugged your father back. Your mother was beside him smiling as well.
“Are we ready to go?” The driver was beside them. It was almost time for the spar to start.
“Yes, let us go.” She replied. “Come on, (y/n).”
Outside, the horse carriage was waiting. It had been a while since you’ve been in one. In that time, the castle had upgraded the carriage to a better one with more comfortable seating. You got inside with your parents and sat on one side, while they sat on the other. The horse neighed when the driver moved the reins.
You stared out of the carriage window as it left the castle. Everytime you left the castle you felt yourself constantly staring at everything, like you were trying to take everything in.
The spar wouldn’t be all boring. Your friend Charlotte was to be there. She was a fan of all of the violence, and would watch it with a smile on her face.
Your parents were having a conversation. Something about kingdom politics. You tuned it out and zoned out with your eyes on the window. As you got closer to Tenflower Square, you could hear the sound of a huge crowd.
Luckily, you wouldn’t have to go through it. There was a separate route that went straight to the section you’d be sitting in. When you arrived there and walked out of your carriage, you saw Charlotte right next to where you’d be sitting.
“(y/n)!” She grinned, greeting you as you came to sit.
“Hello, Charlotte.”
“What are you doing here? I thought you hated stuff like this. Always called me weird for it.”
“I do. But my parents promised to let me go to the bookstore across town if I went, so.” You smiled smugly.
“Ugh, I knew there was a catch. Sit down though. It’s gonna start soon. I have to point out this one knight to you, he’s so handsome. And he’s the best ranked knight in the whole army.”
“Really?” You replied back, a little disinterested. You planned to space out during it mostly.
“Yes. You’ll notice him, he sticks out like a sore thumb in comparison to the rest of them. Like a prince.”
Your eyebrows raised at her description. “I’ll keep a look out, then.”
Charlotte knew you likely wouldn’t. She was happy you were here, though. The initial smile when she spotted you didn’t leave her face.
She was what you could call your best friend. You have been friends for a long time now, ever since you were a child. She had just always been there. Her hair was brown, usually kept up in a braid. Her eyes were the same color. Her face had freckles across the middle, full lips, and small eyes.
A horn sounded through the square, signaling that it was time for the spar to start. You focused on the middle.
The announcer called out two knights to start. Ain and Hollis were the names.
You glanced over at Charlotte. She was at the edge of her seat with her eyes wide open, not wanting to miss a second of it. The fight started, and both knights lunged at each other.
It was an admittedly impressive sight. The one on the right had calculated movements. He moved fast. But so did the one on the left. It looked like they had practiced together many times before.
The crowd gasped when one of them got on top of the other. The announcer’s voice rang through the square again. Cheers erupted. The one called Hollis had won this round.
It went on for two more. Hollis won one, and Ain won another. Overall, Hollis was the winner. Cheers erupted once more, and both of the knights took off their helmets to properly bow.
“That’s him.” Charlotte leaned over and whispered to you. She didn’t have to tell you, you already knew.
He was… not as rugged looking as the other knights. His face had a feminine like feel to it, with chin length blonde hair. He looked around the area, waving to everyone watching. He was much taller than the other guy, too.
“Isn’t he handsome?” Charlotte giggled.
“Looks like a pompous ass.”
Charlotte hit your arm lightly.
“Hey! Am I wrong? Men who look like that are surely full of themselves.” Admittedly, he was handsome. He caught your eye immediately. As he walked off from the middle, you saw him be congratulated by the rest of the knights, including the one he just fought. He seemed popular within them.
“I would be too if I was that beautiful…” Charlotte said dreamily.
You rolled your eyes lovingly at her. She seemed to think every guy was handsome, always pointing one out to you that you weren’t impressed by. But this one…you could hear her out. Just a bit.
The rest of the spar was boring, as you predicted. You just didn’t see the appeal in watching dudes fight, especially when it’s not a real fight. But at least your attendance would get you something this time.
You clapped whenever everyone else clapped. You spent the majority of it daydreaming about something. You were broken out of your trance when you heard your name called by the announcer, and your mother tapping your shoulder for you to stand up with them.
Everyone was looking at you. It was rare for you to have public appearances. They clapped for you, and you waved around at the crowd. In an elegant way, like your mother taught you.
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When it was over, there was a ball at the castle. You tried to go back to your room and read, but your mother stopped you and told Cecily to go upstairs and get you into a new dress for the ball, which ultimately meant you had to come. You groaned on the way there and Cecily exchanged a sympathetic look with you.
At least Charlotte would likely be in attendance. So you wouldn’t be too bored.
The hall was bustling with people. A certain number of knights from the spar were invited. Including the one Charlotte pointed out to you. He was surrounded by girls pestering him about how good of a knight he is.
You instantly found Charlotte by the table of sweets and drinks. “Hey.” You tapped on her shoulder.
She turned around, mouth full of cake. “Hey!” She smiled. Her cheeks resembled a chipmunk with peanuts stuffed in its mouth.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” You snickered.
She swallowed it. “Sorry. Your chefs make the best cake I’ve ever had. How long have you been standing there?”
“Not very long. I just got here. Your crush is quite the ladies man.” You tilted your head towards the night from before, surrounded by maidens.
Charlotte sighed, now stuffing her face with small sweets. “I hate those girls.”
“You’re jealous?”
“Duh. I could never go up to him and– he’s walking this way.” She interrupted herself.
“What?”
“He’s walking this way!” Charlotte muttered in a harsh whisper. She quickly swallowed her sweets, wiped her mouth off, and made herself presentable.
You looked in his direction. He was coming your way with two other knights. You recognized one of them as his sparring partner. What surprised you the most was that he was coming up to you.
“Excuse me?” His voice went through your ears for the very first time. “Princess.”
“Hello.” You responded.
“I wanted to introduce myself to you, since your presence is such a rare occurrence.” Hollis kneeled, and boldly grabbed your hand. “I’m Hollis. My number one priority is to protect you and your family.” He kissed the back of your hand. It was a common gesture, for knights that wish to pledge loyalty. But you would be lying if you said your heart didn’t skip a beat.
Due to how overprotective your father was, you didn’t really have contact with boys. You’ve read countless romance novels, behind your parents’ back, so you know about the whole world of it all. This was the first thing you’ve experienced anything close to it.
Hollis’ hazel eyes looked up at you after. You felt flustered, and quickly muttered out your next words. “Thank you.”
You could see Charlotte out of the corner of your eye, with hers wide open.
“My pleasure.” He smiled, standing up. He walked away with the rest of his friends.
Charlotte slowly turned to you with your mouth open. “...How did you not scream?!”
“It’s a common gesture.”
“Your face is red, you know.”
“No it isn’t.” You smiled, pouring yourself a drink.
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The knight’s quarters were always rowdy, as most places filled with only men were.
Hollis sat at one of the tables in the dining hall, with Ain and his other friend, Simon.
“You have got a fuck ton of balls.” Ain said, drinking a beer. “Seriously.”
“I couldn’t believe my eyes. You were lucky the king wasn’t there, he would've had your head immediately.” Simon said.
Hollis’ fingers trailed across his lips. “Her hand was so soft. I seriously think she’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Too bad she’s off limits.” Simon said. “Her attendance is so rare because the king keeps her locked up in the castle.”
“Wants to protect her chastity at all costs.” Ain added.
Ain and Simon snickered at that. They noticed Hollis wasn’t laughing.
“What? Don’t tell me you like her.” Ain’s eyebrow raised.
Hollis leaned back in his chair. He shrugged.
“Hollis, you have all the maidens in Tenflower to choose from, that are actually attainable. Snap out of this.” Simon said.
“Yeah, like she’s hot and all but if you actually tried anything and they found out you would genuinely be executed. Not worth it.” Ain grimaced, thinking of the sharp blade of a guillotine.
Hollis took a sip of his beer. “I know.”
“I think you just need to get laid. You’re too focused on fighting to see all of the girls throwing themselves at you.” Simon said.
Hollis downed his beer. “You’re right.”
Hollis laid on his bed in the knight’s quarters. Next to him was a girl. He didn’t quite catch her name, Matilda or something like that. She was completely knocked out, with only her underwear on.
Despite the interaction he had with her, the princess was the only one on his mind. He remembered your kind face, your pretty hair, the softness of your hand.
It was useless. Not even sex could distract him from the feelings that immediately formed.
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You barely slept last night in anticipation of being able to go outside tomorrow by yourself.
Your parents told you more about how it was going to go. The driver would take you to the bookstore by carriage, you’d go inside and get all the books you wanted, and then come back. No stops. That was fine for you.
The ride there was pretty long, so you brought a book to read on the way. You heard the ambience of outside; children playing, bells ringing, people living their lives like normal. As privileged as you were to be the princess of this city, sometimes you wondered how life was being a normal citizen. Being able to live your life freely.
“We’re here. I’ll wait for you by the door, come out when you’re done, alright?” Your driver said to you.
“Okay.” You replied. You walked inside of the bookstore. It was as amazing as you imagined it. Aisles and aisles full of all kinds of books.
You already had a few books in mind that you wanted to get. Thankfully, the books on the shelves were organized in alphabetical order so they would be easy to find. When you leaned down to search through the books, a worker came up to you.
“Let me know if you need anything in particular.” She said. Her eyes went wide when you faced her, and she realized who you were. “Princess! What an honor!”
“Hello.” You smiled shyly. Her loud voice upon seeing you irritated you just a bit. “I have a few books in mind, already. But thank you.”
The worker nodded. She seemed nervous to be in the presence of a royal, especially one with very minimal public appearances. She left you alone while you got your books.
You got fantasy and romance books, mostly. You purchased them with the help of the lady you saw from earlier, then went back outside.
“Done already?” The driver said, reading a newspaper.
“I already knew what I wanted.”
He smiled. “Get on in, then.”
When you arrived back home, you weren’t ready to go to your room just yet. So you took a stroll around the castle.
It was always busy with people doing things. You found it fun to people-watch. Your strolling led you to the area where the knights reside.
More specifically where some of them train one on one. A room filled with swords and other equipment. You peeked inside, and your heart skipped a beat.
Hollis, the knight from yesterday, was inside practicing. He didn’t have his armor on, so you saw his figure. He was slender, but still had some muscle. You watched him fling around the big sword he always carried. His moves were so calculated. His body moved along with it. His hair fell over his face.
When he moved his blonde hair out of his face, he noticed you. You jumped a bit when his eyes met yours, that were peeking around a corner.
“Hey there.” He smiled. His eyes had a kind look in them. “That you, Princess?”
“Yes.” You moved out from your hiding spot, shyly putting your hands behind your back.
“What a pleasure.” He put the sword in his sheath. “What brings you here? Quite rare to see you two days in a row.”
“Just walking around.” You answered him. “How are you so good at that?”
“What, this?" He pointed to his sword. “My father taught me how. Been swinging swords around since I was a child.”
“Was your father a knight too?”
“Yup. Not in this town, though. He moved us here when he left.”
“Cool.” You nodded.
He smirked. “How long have you been spying on me?”
Your face went a little red from prolonged conversation with a male around the same age as you. It was exactly like the romance books you read. “Not long.”
“Well. I don’t mind, either way. I take any chance to show off.” Hollis grabbed his sword out of the sheath and struck the practice dummy on one side of the room.
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Now that you’ve noticed Hollis, it was like every time you left your room you caught a glance of him. He was hard to miss.
And he never left your mind. Not after he kissed your hand at the ball and your interaction in the training room.
The next time you interacted with him, you were in the courtyard taking a stroll through the garden. It was a calm afternoon. The gardner was tending to the flowers, making sure all of them were in their best state.
You walked down the stairs to the other section of the garden. On the way down, your foot missed a step.
“Oh sh–” You yelped. Everything happened at once. You thought you were going to land flat on your face, until you felt the arms of someone catching you.
You looked up. It was Hollis.
“Gotta watch where you’re going, Princess.” He smirked.
“Thank you.” You replied breathlessly, laughing nervously. “What are you doing here?”
“Knightly duties.” He shrugged. He was carrying a bag full of something.
“I see.” You were still a bit flustered from how he grabbed you. “Sorry to bother you.”
“You’re not bothering me. I was just passing by.” He leaned on the railing by the steps. You walked closer to him, still wanting to continue the conversation.
Hollis’ eyes focused on you. He could hardly believe how close he was.
“So, what are you doing out here? I didn’t know the king let you out this far.”
“He lets me take a stroll through the garden sometimes. I just like seeing all the flowers.” You motioned to the madonna lilies above you. “It’s very beautiful.”
“Yeah, it is.” He said. You noticed his eyes were still on you, barely even glancing at the flowers.
“Um…” You fiddled with your fingers, blushing under his gaze. You weren’t really the best at conversation.
He chuckled low, reading the situation. “I gotta get back to work. Nice talking with you, Princess.”
You stood in the same spot while he walked away. You let out a large breath you were holding. You swore your heart rate was record fast the entire time.
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The next time you saw him, you were spying on him training again. And like before, he noticed you.
“You should start announcing your presence. Scared me.”
“I want to try.” You said, pointing to his sword.
“This?” He held his sword up.
You nodded, walking close to him.
“Princesses aren’t really supposed to fight, you know.” He handed you the sword.
“It doesn’t matter.” You took a good look at it. It was pretty heavy. You’d be able to use this to defend yourself, but not in the smooth way that Hollis does. You tried an experimental slash through the air and nearly knocked yourself over.
“Woah, be careful. You almost chopped my arm off!” He laughed. He got behind you and fixed your form. “Wield it like this. Doesn’t that feel better?”
“Yes.” He was so close to you. You looked next to you, and his handsome face was right there. You quickly broke eye contact. He let out a chuckle at that.
“Why are you so nervous around me?”
“I’m not nervous.”
“You can’t even look at me. Am I that ugly?”
You audibly laughed at that. “No, no!”
“Something else then?” The bass of his voice vibrated through your ears. You looked beside you again, and his face was closer.
You lowered the sword, and his hands traveled from your arm to your waist. A chill went up your spine. It felt like the romance books you read. The quiet moment right before the female lead is about to kiss the male lead.
You were broken out of your trance when you heard footsteps. Both of you quickly separated from each other. You were right to do so, because the footsteps belonged to your father.
“(Y/n)! What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be in your room, doing lessons with Cecily right now?” The king asked. His voice wasn’t full of anger, but rather surprise and confusion seeing his daughter in the knights section of the castle. It wasn’t a common sight.
“That ended a while ago, Father…” You muttered, embarrassed to be slightly scolded in front of Hollis.
“She was just passing by and decided to say hello. Your daughter is quite a curious soul, she was watching me train.” Hollis covered for you. “I was waiting for you.”
Your father has one on one lessons with the knights sometimes, as he is very skilled in swordfighting. “Alright, well it’s good to see that you’re warming up.” Your father turned to you. “My daughter shall be off.”
You sighed, starting to walk out of the training room. What your father says, goes. Hollis watched you leave. When your father’s back was turned, you gave him a quick wave. He smiled at you.
“Your daughter is a very nice young lady.” Hollis said to your father.
“Well, of course she is. She’s my daughter.” The king answered smugly. “She did not interfere with your training?”
“She was just peeking at me while on her stroll.”
“Peeking at you from the inside?” The king said inquisitively.
Hollis' tongue went in his cheek. “She got startled when I noticed her. She came in just to get a close look at the sword. Nothing more.”
The king nodded slowly. “Alright. Just making sure. She’s gotten more rebellious as of late. She just wants to wander everywhere and do everything but her princess duties.” He laughed.
Hollis laughed along with him. Deep down, he felt a little bad. He seemed like such a strict father. That had to be hard to deal with.
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Little by little, Hollis became your second best friend after Charlotte. You kinda felt like an asshole being attracted to Hollis when Charlotte had a crush on him too.
You were in the dining hall surrounded by Charlotte and some of your other aristocrat girl friends, and the knights table was across from you. Hollis kept stealing glances at you.
“Hollis keeps looking over here.” Charlotte whispered to you. “I might be imagining things, but I swear he’s looking at you.”
You looked at her. “No. It’s you he’s looking at, surely.”
She pursed her lips and furrowed her eyebrows in doubt. “Oh come on. You don’t have to do that.”
“Do what? Don’t you like him?”
“I do, but I know I don’t stand a chance with him.” Charlotte looked over again. “See! He’s looking at you!”
Hollis' eyes were indeed on you. When your eyes met, he waved. You waved back. His entire table was bantering about something, so they didn’t notice his interaction with a literal princess.
Charlotte’s mouth was open. “Okay. There’s something you’re not telling me. Come on.” She stood up, motioning for you to go by the door to talk for a second. You stood up as well.
“Where are you guys going?” One of your friends asked. Her name was Isabelle.
“Just going to chat for a second. Be right back.” You said.
When Charlotte was certain nobody was around the two of you, she started talking. “Why didn’t you tell me you've been talking to Hollis?”
“I’m not–”
“(Y/n). I’m not stupid. I’ve heard the rumors.”
“There’s rumors?” Your eyes widened. It would not be good for Hollis if those rumors reached your father.
“Some people spotted you going in the direction of the knights section of the castle whenever it’s Hollis’ day of training. People talk.” Charlotte threw her hands up. “So, what's the truth? Just a coincidence?”
You sighed. “It’s true. We’ve become friends. But I didn’t immediately tell you because that’s your crush! I didn’t want you to feel bad.”
“Nooo, it’s fine! You know me, he’s not even my only crush.”
“You cannot tell anyone, okay? Especially my father.”
“I won’t. Lips are sealed.” Charlotte made a zipping motion with her hand by her mouth. “But, how is he? Is he a pompous ass?” She referenced the first thing you said about him.
“Surprisngly, no. He’s really nice.” You smiled to yourself, thinking about it. “Can I tell you more later? I’m still hungry.”
“I was going to say the exact same thing.” Charlotte giggled. “Yes. Talk later.”
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Words couldn’t describe the adrenaline rush you got from sneaking around the castle just to hang out with Hollis.
Right now, you were on a stroll like usual. But in the direction of where the horses were kept. Where Hollis currently was, with his horse.
When you arrived there, he was tending to it. It was a blonde, white horse. It kind of reminded you of him, they looked similar. He brushed the horse’s mane. His hair fell slightly on his face.
“Hello.” You said, opening the fence. The fence made a loud noise that made him turn around instantly.
“There you are. Come here, I want you to meet Apollo.” He grinned, petting his horse.
You walked up to him, pulling your dress up a bit so it wouldn’t be dirtied by the ground. You extended a hand out to pet his horse. “His mane is so soft.”
“It’s ‘cause I take such good care of him. Do you have a horse?”
Your face fell a bit. “No. It would stay here if I did, not ever to be used. I wish I had one though.”
“Wanna try riding him? He’s a nice horse, real calm. Not gonna throw you off or anything.”
“I’m kind of rusty…”
“It’s okay, just get on. I'll help.”
Hollis helped you onto the horse. He got on right after, putting his hands on your waist. You never noticed how big they were until you looked down and saw them around your body.
“Alright, now just grab on the reins.”
You jumped a bit when the horse started to slowly move. The last time you were on a horse was when you were around thirteen years old. It felt nostalgic.
“See, he’s nice.” Hollis smiled at you.
“He is nice.” You pet the horse as it trotted around. “He’ll be gone with you tomorrow?”
Hollis was going on a short expedition tomorrow with the rest of the Tenflower army.
“That’s right. I won’t get to see you for a few days.” He sighed, putting his head on top of yours. “That’s gonna suck.”
You giggled at his phrasing. “It will. But perhaps it is a good thing, I’ve been behind on my studies because of you.”
“Well, don’t ask me for help. There’s a reason why I’m a knight and not a scholar.”
After a few laps around the area, Hollis helped you off of the horse. “Well. I suppose I should let you get back to studying.”
“Please come back safe.” You looked up at him through your eyelashes.
Hollis blew air out of his nose and smirked. “Don’t you worry your pretty little head about it.” He was right. He wasn’t the top ranked knight for nothing. You had nothing to fear.
Desire panged through you at those words. You grabbed at his shirt. Got a little closer. He didn’t flinch.
He could read your mind. He knew what you wanted to do, and knew you weren’t quite confident enough to do it. So he took the lead.
Your very first kiss had a horse watching.
It was funny to think about. But the kiss with him could've been anywhere, and you would've felt the same way. His lips were so soft. He grabbed your chin so gently.
When you both pulled off of the kiss, he immediately smiled from ear to ear at your flushed face. You were speechless, feeling so many emotions at once.
“Better get going, princess.”
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Lying awake that night, you replayed that moment with Hollis over and over in your mind. You couldn’t believe how perfect it was. You’ve dreamed of a romance like the one you read in books for years. And you got it.
You caressed your lips. You craved another.
You thought about telling Charlotte, but this was something you absolutely had to keep secret. It’s too risky. As much as you trusted her.
It being a romance that only you and him knew about almost made it better. More intimate. Special.
You put your hand on your chest, feeling your heartbeat.
This was it, really. You could never go back from this point. Regular friends don’t kiss each other.
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When Hollis came back, you got the courage to tell him to meet you at one of your secret hideouts in the castle.
Through one of the many rooms inside of the castle was a staircase behind a bookcase that led to a small part of the rooftop.
You sat with him up there. The walls were so high up that nobody could see the two of you.
Naturally, you took the opportunity to kiss again.
You could tell he was experienced. You, on the other hand, weren’t.
He giggled at how you kissed. So eager yet clearly inexperienced. “Easy, there.” He spoke softly, with a hint of a laugh in his words. “So cute.” He muttered under his breath, leaning in to kiss more. His tongue entered your mouth, but it didn’t feel gross at all. You welcomed it.
You melted under his touch. It felt so good, it made you forget you weren’t supposed to be doing this in the first place.
Hollis had you on his lap on the ground. Your light pink dress looked brighter as it fell over his dark pants.
His hands went on your thighs. You pulled off of the kiss when they trailed under your dress. “U-Um…”
He winced. “Sorry. You didn’t like that?”
“It’s not that I didn’t like it, but…”
“No need to explain yourself. It’s okay.” He spoke softly. It comforted you. “Still wanna kiss?”
You nodded. He smirked and leaned in again, locking your lips together.
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Hollis didn’t tell his friends about the developments of your guys’ relationship either.
They did notice he was acting differently. But they didn’t really know why. They had their suspicions, though.
Hollis, Ain, and Simon were all hanging out in Ain’s room. Simon and Ain were playing cards, and Hollis was on the bed reading a book.
“That’s rare for you.” Ain said.
“Yeah. I thought you didn’t like books.” Simon said.
“I changed my mind.” Hollis said, flipping the page. “Sometimes that happens.”
Ain and Simon looked at each other. Not much is known about the princess to the general public. But what is known is that you’re a total bookworm.
They both giggled, knowing that they were thinking the same thing.
Hollis furrowed his brows and dropped his book. “What, you guys think me reading is funny?”
“No, no. Continue, sir.” Ain said.
“That’s what I thought.” Hollis went back to it.
“You guys wanna go to the bar tomorrow? I’m itching to talk to women. I’ve been around men too much lately.” Simon groaned.
“I’m down.” Ain said. “What about you, Hollis?”
Hollis turned the page in his book. “I’ll pass this time, I think. I’m not really in a bar mood. I drank too much last time.”
Ain and Simon exchanged a knowing look once again.
“Alright. You can stay here with your books.” Ain joked.
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You kept secretly meeting Hollis. And every single encounter would involve a makeout session.
The spots got more and more risky. Something about the risk of being caught made you excited. But you still had to be careful.
One of your encounters involved you showing Hollis where your room was after quadruple checking that nobody was in the hall to see him all the way up here.
That was how he ended up outside of your door at one in the morning.
You were the most confused you’ve ever been opening that door on that night. A tall, wet, dark figure at this time of night would’ve made you scream immediately. You almost did until you realized who it was.
“Hollis…?” You answered the door in your night gown. His clothes dripped rainwater onto the floor.
“May I come in, princess?” He asked. His voice was hoarse. Like he had been screaming or crying.
You nodded and let him in. “Take this off, you’ll get a cold…” You took his coat, putting it on the spare hanger. “What is the matter? How did you get past the guards?”
“Don’t worry about that.”
“I’m still confused. You’re lucky I was awake, I couldn’t sleep.” You gave a half smile.
Hollis walked up to you. He grabbed your chin, bringing your lips together. Your hands rested on his back.
He immediately deepened the kiss. He was different tonight. You couldn’t tell, and it seemed like he didn’t want to tell you why. That was okay. He could later.
You gasped in the kiss when his hand groped your breast through your gown. “H-Hollis—”
“Hm?” He acted like nothing he was doing was out of the ordinary. You whimpered when his finger rubbed your nipple through the fabric. “No good?”
“That’s not…ah—“
Hollis walked you both to your bed. You sat down, and he made you lie on your back as he kissed your collarbone, still playing with your breasts.
“(Y/n).” He called out your name. He usually just called you princess. “I love you. Very much.”
“I love you too.” You responded, overcome with happiness.
“That’s why I want to do this.” Hollis’ hand trailed up your thigh, agonizingly slow. “I want to make love to you. Is that okay?”
You knew the question was coming, but you still felt so shocked. “Don't people only do this when they are married...”
Hollis sighed, and went back to kissing your collarbone and neck. “When two people love each other, they do this. It feels amazing. The pleasure is out of this world. Do you not want to experience that with me? We do not have to...but I really fucking want to.”
“I want to.” You blurted out. “With you.”
“Are you sure?"
“I’m sure. I want that with you, Hollis. I trust you.” You smiled.
Hollis grinned when he got your consent, overcome with joy. He immediately began to undress you. He unbuttoned your gown from the top.
Your face went red when your breasts were exposed to him. His large hands cupped both of your boobs. “Beautiful.” He muttered under his breath. You yelped when his mouth went on the right one’s nipple.
“Are you sensitive here?” He asked, licking the bud.
“I-I don’t know…”
“Does it feel good, baby?”
Your mind melted at the petname. You nodded.
He continued sucking on your nipples. You felt your lower half pang with arousal.
He looked incredibly hot right now. Your hand patted his blonde hair.
When he was satisfied, he began unbuttoning the rest, until your naked body was fully on display for him. He got in between your legs.
“Don’t stare…” You put your hands on your face. Hollis was looking right in between your legs.
“How can I not…fucking beautiful.” He let out a chuckle. He couldn’t believe this was real life, and he was really in front of you like this. “Princess.” You gasped when his thumb began to trail up and down your pussy. It was so wet already from the boob sucking. “Don’t be scared, okay?”
You wondered just what he was going to do, until he lowered his head in between your thighs and you felt his tongue on your most special place. You moaned loudly immediately.
It was ticklish. You’ve never really touched yourself down there, let alone had someone lick it. You could tell this was another thing he was experienced with.
You tried not to think too hard about the other women he might have done this with.
His tongue trailed up and down your cunt, getting it wetter than it already was. You had to put your hand over your mouth when he wrapped his lips around your clit and started to suck.
His hands held your lower half down on the bed. The sensation was so strong, you almost instinctively tried to run away. But he kept you there, and pleasure wracked throughout your body.
Your eyes rolled back when he began to move his tongue fast on your clit, wiggling it around in circles. You let out all of your noises in your hand. You would be screaming if it wasn’t there, alerting the whole castle.
“Do you like it, princess?” He looked up at you from in between your legs.
“Yes.” You answered breathlessly. “M-More…” You begged.
“You are so wet…Amazing.” He went back down, licking your entire pussy. It felt like he was doing what he usually did when he made out with you, but on your vagina. “You taste wonderful…”
Your eyelids twitched. Your lower half got warmer. You couldn’t tell what was coming. Evidently, Hollis knew as he pulled off when it was. You laid on the bed and regained your breath.
“I can’t hold back.” Hollis stood up and pulled his pants down. What came out was a penis. You never saw one in real life before. You sat and stared at it.
Hollis began to stroke himself. You didn’t really have a reference point, but he seemed…big. You swallowed nervously.
He noticed your worried face. “It will be okay.” He stroked your leg. “It will feel good.”
Hollis spat on his hand and lathered it over his cock. When he angled the tip to your small, virgin entrance; It finally hit you what was about to happen. The tip felt bigger when it was near there.
“Ready?” He asked.
You bit your lip and nodded. You’ve wanted this for so long. It’s only natural. If your parents didn’t find out, it’s not like you’re doing anything wrong. You love Hollis, and he loves you. This is what people in love do.
When Hollis began to push in, you didn’t have time to cover your mouth before you cried out loudly in pain.
“A-Aaah—!” You gripped the sheets behind you.
He pushed in more, and a drop of blood fell onto the sheets below. To go from being completely closed to being opened like this, it would’ve been worrying if there was no blood.
You panted heavily. It hurt. Really bad. You wondered just how this was supposed to be pleasurable. It felt like you were being split in two.
You looked down, and he was still barely half way in.
“Do you want me to stop?” He leaned down, caressing your cheek. His face was full of guilt.
You shook your head, determined to take him all. He pushed in more. He was so deep.
You gasped and shook, grabbing his back when he was fully inside.
“I’m in.” He leaned down to kiss your face. He kissed the tears forming in your eyes. “You feel so amazing. Oh my God.”
You grimaced when he started moving a little faster than you could take at the moment. “Please…go slower.”
“Right. I’m sorry. Are you okay?”
“Mhm. You’re all the way inside.”
“That I am.” He chuckled. He put his forehead on yours.
He began speeding up bit by bit. He started thrusting at a different angle, and all of the sudden waves of pleasure started to go through you body. “Mm…what is that?”
“What’s what?”
“That place. Ah—!”
Hollis started focusing on rubbing the tip there. “Here? You like it here?”
“Yes. Feels...good.” You moaned. Your nails scratched his back as he started going faster, focusing on that spot.
“Ahh. Shit. I’m gonna cum so quick. You’re so tight and warm.” He rambled.
You squeezed around him every time he hit that spot. Hollis let out sounds of pleasure every time you did that.
An unfamiliar feeling in your tummy began to spread. It was so new to you. Of course, from what you’ve learned in your studies, it was an orgasm. You’ve never had one. But you assume this was what they were talking about. The cock in your pussy was pushing you towards something.
You wrapped your legs around his waist. He sped up even more. The pain of the stretch mixed with the pleasure of what he kept poking at was unbelievable.
“I-I’m…” You could barely speak. It was coming, and coming fast.
Hollis could tell you were close. You looked like you were malfunctioning. And your pussy kept squeezing. “Going to cum?” He licked his hand and brought it to your clit.
You whined at that. The combination of him pounding your pussy and rubbing your clit was too much. Your moans got higher and higher until you finally went over the edge.
Your eyes rolled back and you bit into Hollis’ shoulder and orgasmed for the very first time. Your hips shook violently and you screamed into his shoulder.
It was incredible, the pleasure beyond your comprehension. You swore it lasted several minutes. Hollis kept thrusting inside, seemingly close to cumming too.
He panted under his breath. “Fuck, I'm cumming—” One last thrust and the dam broke. Ropes and ropes of semen painted your walls.
When he was done, he collapsed into your arms. Your virginity was gone. It was a bittersweet feeling. You know you likely shouldn’t have done this, but you loved Hollis too much to care.
You kissed sloppily, his cock still in you. Your mind was clouded with love and lust. It felt so, so good.
The corner of his lips rose up when he felt your body start to move again on him. He was still hard.
You looked right in his eyes. “I want to do it again.”
You had to bite back several loud moans with you now on top of him. You rode him to the best of your ability, grinding your hips.
Below you, he watched in awe. In such a short time you became so hungry for his sex. It was a wonderful sight. The innocent princess was now completely naked on top of him. He was naked now, too.
You let out a guttural moan when he started thrusting up from below. He held you in the air and started pounding.
You panted with each thrust. He wasn’t being gentle like before, but it still felt so good. You wanted more.
“More.” You asked him, leaned over by his ear. “Please, harder.”
“Yeah? You want more, princess?”
You nodded. Your eyes were teary from the pleasure.
“Get on the bed. All fours.”
You got off of his cock and obeyed his instructions. He got behind you, angling his cock at your entrance with his hands on your hips.
You whimpered loudly as he thrusted in all at once. “Ah…you’re so tight, baby. I’m so lucky.”
You arched your back and gripped the sheets. He pounded you hard, making the bed creak just a bit. You blushed at the sound of his balls slapping against your pussy and his hips against your butt.
Your tongue hung out by itself with the sensation of his balls hitting your clit while he fucked you deep.
You were going to cum again. Your breaths got heavier. “I-It’s coming!! Don’t stop!”
“Not stopping. Don’t run from it.” Hollis kept his pace. “Cum on me, princess.”
Your eyes rolled back once more. You creamed on his cock, biting the sheets to not make any more noise. The sex sounded wetter now that you have cum twice.
You winced in overstimulation when he kept going.
“I’m almost there, ‘m sorry.” He gripped your hips and went faster, chasing his orgasm. He thrusted all the way in when he came, not letting a single drop of cum leave.
He collapsed on the bed next to you. You looked over at him.
His hair was sweaty, his face was flushed. You didn’t realize how hot he looked naked. He had abs. It wasn’t a surprise, most knights did. But seeing it in person right next to you, after you’ve just made love with him was different.
“Staring at me?” He opened one eye.
You grabbed his dick. It was half hard now. You wanted it to be fully hard.
“You want it again, baby?” He chuckled. “Wow.”
You gave his cock a few strokes, and then boldly put your mouth on it.
“Oh, shit.”
You sucked on the tip. You saw this in one of the books in the library. Kama Sutra. You never checked it out, but would take sneak peeks of it when no one was looking.
You tried to fit him deeper into your mouth but gagged and pulled off. That scared you. You tried again though, trying not to hit the back of your throat.
Hollis’ hand patted your head. He stroked your hair, it greatly relaxed you.
He was fully hard again. Which meant you could go again.
Something about this activity you couldn’t get enough of. Now that you’ve got it, you wanted more and more until you couldn’t take it anymore.
Hollis fucked you from behind in a spooning position on the bed. It was slower this time, but pleasurable all the same.
He whispered sweet nothings in your ear, rubbing your nipple as he fucked slow.
Despite the slow pace, you already felt like you were going to cum again. He grabbed your cheek and put your mouths together. He held you and kept going until both of you came together. You gasped into his mouth.
After that, you almost immediately fell asleep.
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Hollis stayed awake. He watched your chest rise up and down. You looked so peaceful sleeping. So beautiful.
The light shone through the window now. He ran his hand through your hair. He knew he had to leave now. He would’ve loved to stay and wake up with you.
He got up from the bed, and put his clothes back on. They were scattered on the ground by your bed. You got your coat off of the hanger by the door as well.
He took one last look at you on the bed, before leaving.
He tried his absolute hardest not to be spotted. He sighed in relief once he saw the exit to the knight’s quarters being empty. Once he walked through it, he jumped violently at the sudden sound of swords being drawn, and a gruff voice.
“Stop right there!”
Hollis pursed his lips and turned around, with his hands up. It was the guards of the castle.
“Sir Hollis. You know the rules, correct?” The one in the middle held his sword up to Hollis’ neck.
“I do.”
“Then you do know it is severely punishable to sneak into the castle at night, into the princesses’ chambers?”
Busted. Hollis couldn’t help but smile to himself in defeat.
“What, you think this is funny? It’s punishable by death.”
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When you awoke, the castle was louder than usual. You heard hurried footsteps outside of your door and chatter outside of your window.
You yawned and rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. You looked down. You forgot last night wasn’t a wonderful dream. It was reality.
You didn’t have much time to reminisce before your mother came bursting into your room. You held your covers over yourself, as you were still naked.
“Darling, are you okay?” She cooed, coming to your bed and bringing you into a hug.
“Yes, why?”
“A knight snuck into the castle after hours. Cecily said she saw him in here, touching you. Are you hurt?”
She was talking about Hollis. Your heart dropped. They caught him. You shook your head.
“Let me see, maybe you are and you don’t realize it.” She pulled at the covers. You kept them up. “Sweetie, just let me–”
You had a brief tug of war session with the covers of your bed, until your mother’s strength overpowered yours and she saw all of you.
You had no clothes on. But what she noticed more was the red stain on the sheets. “What’s this?”
“Mother, he did not hurt me.”
Her face changed when she realized the situation. “You…”
“He didn’t. Hollis is innocent.”
“‘Hollis?’ Who is Hollis?”
“The knight. Who came in my chambers last night. I let him in. He meant no harm. I…I love him.”
Her face contorted in confusion. It eventually changed to anger. She raised her hand and slapped you across the face. You sat there in silence, your head still in the direction that she slapped you in.
“(Y/n). I don’t know if you know this, but you’re a princess, not a whore. I let you off the hook a few times. I let you have friends of your own, that weren’t given to you by me. But to go this far…” She shook her head, and got up. “Someone is going to die because of you. Do you understand?”
Your mouth quivered at that. ‘Die.’ They were going to kill him? How did they even know, how did Cecily see him? She’s usually never awake at that hour.
“Mama, no. Do not kill him!” You teared up.
“Better go tell your father that. He’s furious. He believes that you were forced by him. I don’t know if I have the heart to tell him you weren’t.”
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Hollis grunted in pain with each lashing to his chest. He was stripped down to his underwear, restrained to the ceiling.
Your father was relentless. As soon as he found out the situation, he didn’t hold back. His daughter had been defiled. It was something that made him more mad the
“How does that feel? The weight of your sins.” He yelled. “Forcing my daughter like this…I almost want to kill you slowly, instead of letting you off easy with the guillotine. What do you think?”
“I didn’t force her.” Hollis said. His voice was hoarse.
“What was that?”
“I didn’t force her.” Hollis forced himself to be louder.
“Bullshit. My daughter would never have done this. She’s a good girl. You…corrupted her.” He lashed Hollis once more. “I knew I was right to be suspicious of that time in the training room.”
“I didn’t do any of the sort. Your daughter is in love with me, as I am with her.”
“Delusional. Absolutely delusional.”
Hollis laughed, coughing a little at the end. “Why don’t you ask her yourself? How I made love to her for hours.” He was intentionally provoking him. Probably wasn’t a good idea, but he was bored.
The king’s eye twitched. He hit Hollis once more with his whip. Hollis groaned in pain again.
“You’re not going to kill me. You need me. That army is worthless without me in the forefront, and you know it.” Hollis continued to provoke him.
He spat out a laugh. “Everyone is replaceable.”
“That applies to everyone in that army but me. You’ve said that before. Don’t take it back now just ‘cause you’re angry.”
The king walked over to the table, getting out a gag. “You talk too much. This’ll shut you up.”
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Your face was stained with tears. You waited for what felt like hours until your father was done torturing Hollis. Once you heard he was free, you rushed to his office.
“Father!” You cried out once you got in. Your father was sitting in his chair with a grimace on his face.
“My daughter…say it is not true.”
“What?”
“That knight, he swears that you and him are in love and that your interaction last night was not forced. He’s delirious.” Your father scoffed.
“That is…what I came here to tell you. Father, please do not kill him. He meant no harm. It was my fault, I let him in.”
He shook his head with his eyes closed. “He broke a rule. The only punishment is death.”
“No!” You screamed. “Don’t, please. I beg you!” Tears streamed down your face once more.
Your father couldn’t say no to your face. Ever since you were a child, in situations like these you could get what you want if you begged enough.
“You really love this knight so much?” He sighed.
You looked up at him and nodded. “So much that I want to marry him.”
“Marry…” Your father scoffed, letting out a cold laugh. “He is nowhere near fit for your hand in marriage. Not anywhere near. But…” Your father leaned on the wall, thinking to himself. “If he really means that much to you…I will think about it.”
“Oh, father, thank you!” You let out a huge breath in relief.
“He will still be punished, though. He’s not getting off easy, just because you for some odd reason see him fit to be your husband.”
Your father left the room, and slammed the door behind him.
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Hollis was in a cell. It was pretty boring. All there was, was an uncomfortable bed and a toilet that looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in decades.
He had a lot of time to think about what was going on. It had been a few days since he got caught. He tried not to focus on it too much. Oddly enough, despite the gravity of the situation, he was still happy.
He was happy he got to make love to you. Happy that he was in love, and you loved him back. He could die happy, if it just meant that he was in your heart for years to come.
His daydreaming ceased when he heard footsteps. He thought he would be taken back to the torture room, but saw two familiar figures instead.
“Ain. Simon!” He let out a laugh and got up, going to where they were at the front of the cell.
“You are absolutely fucking insane.” Ain laughed. His face was filled with worry, still.
“How…how did you do this?” Simon asked.
“It’s a long story.” Hollis said. “Does…everybody know?”
“They don’t know the full extent. People were told that a knight snuck into the castle, not that it was you or that you fucked the princess in the process.”
Hollis let out a sigh of relief. That was good. He was feeling a little embarrassed, thinking of the possibility of the entire town hearing about it in full.
“Will you both be at the trial?”
“Of course.” Ain said.
“Listen.” Hollis started. “I’m sorry for not listening to you guys. But I’m in love with her. I couldn't hold back my feelings. She loves me, too. The king won’t accept that, but I'm telling the truth.” He looked back and forth from Simon to Ain.
They both looked at him with sympathetic facial expressions.
“I…think they might kill me. If they do, I just wanted to tell you I'll forever cherish all of that time I spent with you both. You’re both my best friends. For life.” He stuck his hands out from in between the bars as far as he could. Ain and Simon walked up and held them.
An hour later, you came to his cell. He rose up so quickly from his bed when he saw you.
“Princess.”
“Hollis. I’m so sorry you’re in this mess.” You frowned seeing his state. He was physically roughed up. You could tell he was in pain, from whatever your father did to him in the torture room.
“It’s my fault. Do not blame yourself.” Hollis stuck his hands out from between the bars. You grabbed both of his hands.
You felt tears coming again. “I’ve brought good news.”
“And what’s that?”
“I convinced my father to let you live.”
“Oh, thank God.” He sighed happily, hanging his head.
“Your trial will still end in a punishment, though. I told him how I wanted to…marry you.”
“You want to marry me?” He said softly. He was surprised by that.
“Yes. I don’t know how that will change the sentencing but…” You smiled, a tear falling off of your chin. “You won’t die. I won’t lose you.”
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You sat by your mother for the sentencing. You hadn’t talked to her in a while ever since she slapped you. Her usual comforting presence now felt very cold. Her gaze felt like you were being judged.
Hollis was in the middle of the court room, handcuffed to the chair. The judge listed all of Hollis’ crimes. How he came into a
Your father was pacing in front of him. While there was a judge, your father ultimately decided the outcome.
“You will not die. You can thank the princess for that. However," Your father started, standing right in front of him. Hollis looked up at him. Despite his life kind of being on the line, he didn’t look that worried at all. “If you want to regain my trust and prove your loyalty, I want you to go up to Tenflower hill and slay the dragon there. Alone. And come back with it’s head.”
Murmurs exploded around the room. Your heart and face dropped. You thought he would get off with doing time in the jail, or mandatory service around the castle. Not…this.
Everyone knew it was a death wish. He could've sentenced Hollis to death, and the outcome would likely be the same.
Not even groups of people all together could defeat that dragon. Years ago, a group of knights went there to slay it in the promise of a cash prize. Not a single one of them came back from it.
“Can I bring my horse?” That was Hollis’ only reply. His face didn’t falter.
You stared at him in disbelief. Did he know just how fucked he was? His face still had that confident look on it, identical to the one he had on his face the very first time you laid eyes upon him in Tenflower square.
“You may.”
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The very last time you saw Hollis, he was with his horse. The same horse he had you ride in one of your many encounters. The same horse that watched you have your first kiss.
You weren’t alone in watching him leave. His friends, Ain and Simon had seen him off. You were watching from above.
The night of when he left, Charlotte came to your room. “(Y/n).”
You turned around on the bed. Your face was stained with tears. Your mouth in a frown.
“Oh, (y/n).” She came to your bed and pulled you into a hug. “What have you gotten yourself into, huh?”
“You know everything?” It has been a while since you’ve had a conversation. People talk, like she said before. She must know the story by now.
She nodded.
“Mother told me I'll never see Hollis ever again.” You sobbed into her shoulder. “Everyone else is saying it too, that–...that he’s a goner.”
Charlotte didn’t say anything. She just rubbed your head. There was nothing she could say and be 100% certain about it.
“Do you think he’ll come back?” You asked, looking up at her.
Charlotte’s mouth hung open. She didn’t have the right words. “There’s a possibility.”
“I’d rather he just died here, if father was going to order that. At least…I’d know.”
You cried into Charlotte’s arms for a bit. She was truly a great friend. You regretted not telling her about this sooner, and that she had to learn from the chatter of the townsfolk.
She slept over that night. It was probably supposed to be awkward that she was sleeping in your bed, and had her arms around you, but it wasn’t. It made you feel a whole lot better.
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two weeks later…
“Dinner’s ready, (y/n). Do you want me to bring it up here?” Cecily knocked on your door.
“Yes.” You shouted from your room.
It’s been two weeks since Hollis left. It felt like forever. To be honest, you didn’t want to give up hope. But everyone around you had. It was hard to keep believing in something when everyone else didn’t.
You didn’t leave your room like before. You stayed holed up in there. Cecily started to bring food up to your room when she realized you weren’t coming down to the dining hall like before.
You didn’t have it in you to be truly mad at her, even though it was her fault Hollis was gone. After all, it was her job to protect you. She had no prior context to the situation.
You were depressed. Charlotte visited you often, coming up to your room to talk to you about her day. You enjoyed listening to it. It took your mind off of things. Her life was pretty eventful. She made you laugh for the first time in forever.
But when she was gone, it went back to before. Thinking about him. You wish you could’ve spent more time with him before this happened. You didn’t regret that night at all, but it was agony now that he wasn’t here. You craved his touch. His touch that you may never feel again.
You let out a shaky sigh. You’ve already cried so much, no more tears came out. You had dark circles on your face from not sleeping as often. The only thing that truly brought you some form of happiness was your books, per usual.
You avoided the romance ones for now.
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A few days later, you finally got the courage to leave your room again. You realized that staying in it for too long was making you feel worse.
You were sitting by the castle entrance, sipping tea, and eavesdropping on nearby people. Your hearing was oddly good for this type of stuff.
Two of the guards were talking about something. Castle duties. One sentence caught your attention.
“Do you see someone walking there?” The guard pointed outside.
“No?”
“Look closer. Looks like he’s carrying a dragon’s head, or something.”
You stood up straight from your seat and almost broke your neck looking outside. The figure was walking extremely slowly. It did indeed look like a figure with a dragon’s head. But they were too far away to really see it.
It’s not until they came into view that more guards started to look. The person was visibly limping, bloody, and also had a horse with them.
…It couldn’t be. You had already given up hope, leaving you no choice but to go back to the life you lived before you ever knew of his existence.
But as he got closer, you saw a glimpse of his blonde hair. You knew there was only one person it could be.
“It’s Sir Hollis!” One of the guards shouted, making the whole hall erupt in noise as everyone realized who it was.
You were speechless. You almost thought it was a dream. But no, as the figure came closer, you realized it really was Hollis. He had done it.
The guards and everyone in the castle waited by the entrance. Moments later, your father came down after being alerted of the situation. His face was doubtful at first, until he got a good look.
“Impossible.” He muttered, glancing at you for a second. He bursted through the front door.
Hollis was closer now. You got a good look at him. He was covered in dry blood, it was hard to tell if it was his or the dragon’s. He was completely exhausted, and so was his horse. When he looked up and saw all of you standing there, especially you, he stopped and collapsed to the ground.
Gasps erupted. You pushed back the crowd of people and ran towards him.
“(Y/n)!” Your father yelled. You ignored him.
“Hollis…” You whispered, kneeling down to where he was on the ground. He lifted his head up to look at you like it hurt. “You’re back.”
Hollis opened his mouth to talk, and coughs came out. When he finally spoke, his voice was so hoarse.
“I’m back.”
He smiled after. The same smile you had missed so dearly all those days, and thought you would never see ever again.
contains: situationship w/nate,drunk!ryan,smut,hair pulling,oral (p in v) (f receiving)
a/n: don’t come for me..
pt1
Nate pulls you closer by the back of your neck with his warm mouth yours. you breathe in his familiar scent, feeling his strong shoulders under your hands, tasting him on your tongue. he reaches for under your shirt to squeeze one of your breasts, which he likes to do every time you make out. it’s his way of letting you know he wants to go further, he always wants to go further.
he makes a noise in your mouth and rubs his thumb over your hardened nipple when his bedroom door bangs open. both of you, red lipped and wide eyed, whip your heads over to watch Ryan stumble in, wreaking of hard liquor.
“Ryan,” Nate says, breathless, “man, what are you doing here?”
he looks between both, pressing against the wall to keep himself upright. “i wanna do it again.”
you suck in a breath and glance at your boyfriend. Nate shakes his head, confused. “do what?”
Ryan looks at you then back at Nate.
like it’s hard to figure out, Nate still doesn’t get it.
“i wanna have sex,” Ryan says. he stumbles towards you.
Nate stands up. “Ryan. you’re drunk as fuck, man i don’t think you-“
“i don’t care.”
“you’re drunk, you can’t have sex-“
“i don’t care,” Ryan snaps. he yanks his arm away when Nate reaches for him.
“you’re not thinking straight, man.”
Ryan stares at you with taut lips like he’s waiting for you to have sex with him again. that’s the only reason he’s here, for you. “you should lie down.”
he smiles. “you on top?”
“Ryan,” Nate snaps. looking at him, he practically froths at the mouth. you’ve never seen him pissed like this, and especially not with Ryan, who’s usally mad at Nate and Hollis. “you make another comment like that, you’re leaving.”
but Ryan flops down on the bed beside you, lying back with his hands on his stomach.
you imagine him sliding his hands down, undoing his jeans, and waiting for you to do the rest. but he’s drunk. you can’t.
but then he does. Ryan does exactly what you hoped, and you watch him fumble with the button and rip open his jeans.
he looks at you with a dreamy twinkle in his eyes, and it wakes something up in you. you move onto your side, and your mouth clash like magnets being pulled together.
“yo!” Nate shouts. he pulls at your shoulder, but you shrug him off, throwing your leg over both of Ryan’s, climbing into his lap.
“what the hell are you doing?”
you gasp for breath then go back under.
you and Ryan grapple with each others clothes but take none off. he pulls the collar of your shirt so hard, it digs into the side of your neck. then, just like Nate, Ryan slides his hand up your shirt, pressing his warm palm on your rib cage.
“y/n, what the fuck?”
but when you don’t respond, Nate takes matters info his own hands and pulls your face so he can kiss you. and you let him, while Ryan watches, eager and seething with jealousy. his fingers start to unbutton your top, and you smile because Nate has no idea. the way his simple touch does so much for you, it drives you crazy.
ever since last time with Ryan, sex with Nate has been vanilla. bland. boring. not what it was before but not any different either.
secretly, you’ve been waiting for this to happen, waiting to see Ryan again. you’ve been needing a sign that it really happened, it wasn’t a crazy dream you had one night about your boyfriend and his best friend.
and Nate certainly hasn’t wanted to discuss it. he let Ryan have sex with you once.
even drunk, Ryan is a better kisser. you like the way he takes his time with you, savoring your taste, the way he works his tongue around your mouth. but his fervor is running out, quickly. whatever momentum he built up on the way here is going. going, going gone.
Ryan flops back on the bed and shuts his eyes. you’re disappointed but happy to catch your breath. and then it hits you when you look back at Nate you just passionately made out with Ryan in front of your boyfriend.
Nate kisses you, and it’s not nearly as fun as when Ryan kisses you. but you lean into it, kissing him back harder, until you hear Ryan snoring next to you. both of you look at him, look at each other, and keep kissing.
you don’t want to anymore, and you pull back, but Nate grabs you again and tries to kiss you.
“Nate,” you say. “Nate, i don’t want-“
“what? you don’t want what?” his chest rises and falls.
“i just… it’d be weird.” you glance at Ryan.
“are you joking? you had sex with both of us, but you don’t want to do anything with him here? he shakes his head, sitting down.
there’s an unspoken riff between the two of you, a crack that forms, small at first, hardly discernible.
it's hard to swallow, physically and mentally. you still haven't spoken to your boyfriend it’s been two days, the longest you've gone without talking to him since you started dating. and here you are in Ryan’s drive with your engine running, still, in case you change your mind. but you're more eager to get out and knock on the door than you are to leave.
you ring the doorbell, and it echoes all through the house. you step back and play with your fingers as you wait, staring at your reflection in the glass door. you look as nervous as you feel. you hope Ryan doesn't notice.
luckily, Ryan answers. he's the only one home. when he sees you, he smiles.
"Nate isn't here."
"i'm not looking for Nate."
"so, what are you doing here?"
"i... i wanted to talk to you." your hands shake. you toy with them to try and hide it.
Ryan lets you in. it's quiet and void of life. he leads you into the foyer then turns and crosses his arms. "about what?"
but Ryan knows why you're here. even after his embarrassing display at Nate's, you have unfinished business with him you want to take care of. he waits for you to say exactly that.
It doesn't come easily. you stumble over your words, try to choose them correctly. "i, um... you know, with Nate-- i haven't talked to him. in a couple of days. since, you know..."
Ryan makes you say it.
"since you showed up at his place the other night."
Ryan nods, slowly. "and?"
damn him. "and I've been thinking about what happened. about what we did."
for a moment, Ryan's stomach drops. he expects it to be bad news for him.
something along the lines of, "we can't do that again," or, "that can never happen again." some lame excuse, something Nate put into your head because he's a selfish, insecure asshole.
"i can't stop thinking about it," you say.
"and i know you were drunk, but--"
"you wanted to hook up."
you pause, and then you nod.
"yeah," he says, stretching his arms, "i was pissed at myself for falling asleep."
"you were drunk."
"and horny."
you think about it for a moment. "so you went to Nate’s?"
Ryan’s face goes red. you laugh, but he doesn't seem to be amused one bit. he says,
"i knew you were there. that's why i went."
"okay."
and then you both stand there, staring at each other, you with a smile, Ryan with a bored expression, the foyer table between you.
"you came here to tell me that you wanted to hook up the other night?" he says.
again, you play with your fingers. "i came here to..."
and, again, Ryan makes you say it.
"i don't want to have sex with Nate."
a smile slowly spreads across his face. "you broke up with him."
you feel worse, like a dead weight has just dropped inside you. "not exactly."
he raises an eyebrow.
here you are feeling ashamed in front of Ryan. no one could be more guilty than Ryan. "you don't feel bad?" you say. "he's your best friend."
Ryan gives a laugh. "no. i asked him, he said okay, you and i both liked it with each other, and now you'd rather have sex with me--there's no fault there on my end."
you scoff. you shake your head. Ryan grabs a bottle of pills from a cabinet in the bathroom and pops two in his mouth then swallows them dry, which you think is psychotic.
"i still have a headache," he says. "so. what did you come here for again?" he pretends to be confused. it pisses you off.
"never mind," you say, and you whirl around, start for the door, when Ryan grabs your arm and stops you.
his grip loosens, and his voice lowers. "i'll have sex with you if you want me to."
your cheeks flame. it should be offensive, what he said. instead, you lean towards him, offer yourself up to him.
Ryan wants to hear it first. he's wanted this moment for too long. "what do you want?"
"i want to have sex."
"with me."
you nod.
he raises his brows.
"with you."
he waits.
"i want to.. have sex with you."
he grins, and you hate him for a moment.
he grabs your face and kisses you right there in the foyer, you melt like chocolate. he's warm, still coming down from an outrageous hangover, as he takes your hand, and you walk upstairs to his room.
just you and Ryan. finally alone. no annoying Nate to get in the way, to make things bumpy and claustrophobic. Ryan can't wait to touch you, for you to be all his, even if you decide to go back to Nate right after. he'll settle for this for now. he really does regret being so drunk the other night that he missed an opportunity to touch you.
he barely remembers making out, but he knows it was good, he could feel it afterwards on his lips.
this is what he's been wanting. he wants to take his time with you.
"do you feel okay?" you ask.
"yeah, fine."
"i mean, your head. your hangover--"
"i'm fine." he's not going to miss out on having sex with you because of a headache.
"are you sure you wanna do this? cause, you know, we don't have to."
"i know." but it's like an itch. your body craves his. you can't leave here without it.
Ryan presses his hand on your ribcage, and his warmth seeps through your shirt. you put your hand over his. "you did that the other night. when we were kissing."
he dips his head and kisses you, and it's like you're picking up right where you left off from last time. Nate isn't here now, like a gnat in your ear, whining and bitching---he's been so annoying lately.
Ryan pulls you to the bed, and he sits. you climb into his lap and resume kissing. his hands tangle in your hair, and both of you laugh under your breaths. you roll your hips against him and whimper.
his hand is nearly the size of your stomach as he grabs it, and you lean back. "God, you're so sexy." he sinks his mouth into your neck, leaving a hickey there.
"Nate is going to be pissed," you say, smiling.
"who gives a fuck?" he sucks harder then makes another, more obvious one, towards the front of your neck.
Ryan hopes Nate sees all these hickies.
knows that Ryan has stolen his girl right from under him.
"you're a shitty best friend," you say.
"we're not that close."
you giggle, and Ryan pulls you down so you're on the bed. he crawls over you, pulls at your hair. "you're a shitty girlfriend."
"technically, we're not dating."
he's forgotten that Nate said they aren't exclusive.
Ryan lights up. he pulls you down by the leg, which makes you squeal, and tugs at your pants.
"off, take them off," you say, and you lift your hips from the bed so Ryan can yank them down. underwear, too.
then his bottoms, both of your tops. Ryan sneaks a glance at your breasts but looks back up as though he remembers he can't check you out, you're someone else's.
you place his hand on your breast. "touch me," you say.
he stands by the side of the bed and pulls you so you're right on the edge, lying down and completely open to him. you're his doll, and you want him to use you.
"please," you whimper.
Ryan turns you around so you're flat on your stomach, and he pulls your hips up against him. he jerks himself off before he guides himself into you. he takes his time, which is torture. "relax," he says. but it's hard to when it feels this good and this wrong.
he closes his eyes, focuses on the feeling of you clenched around him as he moves faster. "ah, i love this," he groans and leans over you, "i love that you're all mine."
he feels up your stomach, grabs your breasts. you back into him, slowly, and wiggle, and he nearly breaks.
"i'm not all yours," you say.
"yes, you are," he says into your skin. "i'm not sharing you with Nate anymore."
"what?"
he pulls out, turns you over, and you flop back onto the bed. he crawls over you, draws his lips across your jawline, up your ear.
"Ryan, what does that mean?"
"it means, you either have sex with him or with me. but not both."
you panic. "Nate and i aren't exclusive."
"doesn't matter."
"but, then why does it-"
"because i don't want you having sex with him.
it's the perfect response. but it's not right. "i don't know..."
"i thought you weren't exclusive."
having sex with Ryan is one thing, but to actually leave Nate for Ryan? you've been close with Nate for a while now, so used to latching onto him at parties. you imagine walking through parties with Ryan, and the image of him comes easily. you beside him, not so much. only because he's the life of the party. you're so used to the side kick, you're scared you're not a match for the main character.
"we're not..." you don't have strong feelings for Nate, but it's hard to think of letting him go, just like that.
Ryan kisses down your neck. he pulls your legs around his waist so he's pressed up against you. he's confident you're his. why would you settle for mediocre when you could have him?
"just say okay."
"okay."
he kisses down your stomach then positions himself at your entrance again and slowly pushes inside. when he's all the way in, he holds onto your hips and starts moving. for now, you can be Ryan's. later, you can deal with Nate and whatever consequences that occur.
you moan, stretching your arms above your head, and Ryan goes faster. he gets off on watching you writhe and squirm. he lifts your hips up further to get a better angle.
but he wants to be closer and crawls on top of your body, digs deeper inside you and grunts. he wants you to feel how bad he wants to keep you.
"what will you do if i go back to him?" you say.
"fucking lose my mind." he pushes into you, hard, and shivers. "please don't. please."
it's going to be impossible to face Nate after this. but maybe this is what you want.
Ryan goes faster,up your clit, which pulls out a moan from deep within you. "oh, God, you make it so good."
"i make it easy, huh?"
"yes."
he pulls out and quickly puts his mouth around you, sucking. your feet jump into the air and come back down on Ryan's back.
his shoulders dig into the backs of your thighs as he forces himself inside you.
your back arches. Ryan pushes in harder, getting his face in it. when you moan, he moans back, and the vibration sends a current running through your body.
he stops, panting. "i wanted to know what you taste like."
"mmm."
he crawls over you and kisses your mouth.
your tongue gets buzzed off the sweet flavor of yourself. you laugh into Ryan's mouth and feel him smile. he pushes himself back into you and rolls in deep. you wrap your legs around him to keep him close, as close as possible. and then he curses under his breath, sets himself up, and pounds into you.
you make noises loud enough for the whole house to hear, but nobody is. Ryan gets off on it, trying to get you to be louder and louder. when he decided he wanted to fuck you, he knew it would be good---not as good as this.
his dick throbs inside of you. if he let go, he'd cum in a second, and it's getting closer and closer to where he can't control it, but he doesn't want to slow down because this pace makes you feel good.
you gasp and clutch onto him, any part of him you can reach. "i'm close. i'm close i'm close.
"okay, baby, ready?" Ryan needs you to cum soon because he's too close. "please, baby, please."
and it takes over you. it starts down between your legs, makes your back arch, your breasts tingle, your toes curl. you just barely hear Ryan's grunts as he pulls out of you and spills himself all over your stomach. both of you let out audible sighs when you finish, and Ryan leans over you, defeated.
Ryan nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, says into your hair, "so, what do you think, huh?"
"about what?"
"leaving Nate for me."
you stare at him for a long time, and he stares back, waiting. you kiss him. "i think I can do that."
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drugie hollis is connected to this! it’s technically not a series i’m js making multiple parts! 2nd part is done it doesn’t really have smut as much tho.. last one will have☺️
⸝⸝ i care too much all the time—love so hard, it makes me cry
pairing: nettspend x fakemink’s childhood friend!reader
themes/warnings: foul language, one sided beef, slow burn(ish), miscommunication
in which a misunderstanding leads fakeminks childhood friend y/n, an upcoming indie artist, into a compromising relationship with nettspend, a fast-rising underground rapper
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