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﹙ 🍵 ﹚⠀influencer!reader who was named in variety’s top 10 creators to watch article, and has been featured/involved in a large range of advertisements and sponsorships for multiple brands, surging her further into internet stardom.

﹙ 🍵 ﹚⠀influencer!reader has two accounts for different aspects of her life, and depending on who she wants to see those certain posts, with one public and the other private. her main is purely content based and for connections in the industry, while her second is a spam/finsta for friends, and is where she can post as ‘unprofessional’ as she wants.

﹙ 🍵 ﹚⠀influencer!reader loves her corgi named winston! he’s her baby, her pride and joy, and she literally takes him everywhere. he’s part of her brand at this point—constantly showing up in her content, and even scoring some brand deals himself! she once nearly got canceled because she brought him to a red carpet she was invited to, letting him take a few pictures by himself, too. and even though both of their names were mentioned in the invite—there was a big chunk of the internet that lost their minds and hated her for it. not like it bothered her anyway.

﹙ 🍵 ﹚⠀influencer!reader who does photo dumps every chance she can. she just loves a good photo dump. and it really works since she’s so busy, either at an event, photoshoot, or simply filming her own content. she keeps herself occupied, documenting her life every step of the way for both her fans, but also for herself, to look back on later in life. which is why she vows to post a photo dump every few days, and occasionally multiple in one day if she’s really in the mood!

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the house was loud in the way it always got whenever the whole group piled into it at once.

there were half-empty soda cans on every available surface. puffer was arguing passionately about which superhero movie had the best final battle, while pezzy kept interrupting just to annoy him. and through all of it, jaime kept looking at you, not subtly, either.

every few minutes, you’d catch him staring from across the room with that soft, helpless expression he only got around you now. as if he still couldn’t fully believe this was real. that you were real.

you sat cross-legged on the couch, laughing at something puffer said when you noticed him hovering nearby again.

“You good?” you teased quietly.

jaime blinked like you’d pulled him out of a trance. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m good.”

you giggled, raising an eyebrow at him, “you’ve been staring at me for like twenty minutes.”

“can you blame me?” he replied, giving a light shrug with an almost smug smile. heat rushed into your face immediately.

grizzy groaned dramatically from the kitchen. “oh my god, they’re disgusting now.”

jaime grinned without even looking away from you. “you’ll survive.”

that got a chorus of fake gagging noises thrown his way, but he didn’t care. because tonight was different. after months of dancing around feelings and lingering touches and “accidental” sleepovers and everyone already knowing before either of you admitted it.

you were finally official. not “kind of.” not “it’s complicated.” not hidden behind jokes and almost-confessions. his. and he was yours.

later, once the noise died down a little and everyone migrated toward games in the living room, jaime disappeared into the hallway with his phone in his hand.

you found him leaning against the wall outside his room.

“what’re you doing?” you asked.

he looked strangely nervous, which was rare for him, “okay, don’t laugh at me.”

you teased, gently nudging your shoulder against his, “that usually means I should.”

he rolled his eyes affectionately before holding up his phone, instagram was open. your stomach flipped instantly, "you’re posting?”

“yeah.” he nodded, shyly staring at you.

you mumbled just under your breath, almost with a hint of confusion, “you hate posting...”

“i know.” jaime sighed.

you narrowed your eyes suspiciously. “what are you plotting?”

instead of answering, he reached for your wrist and gently pulled you closer until you were standing between his knees where he sat on the edge of the bed.

“there,” he murmured. “perfect.”

your heartbeat stumbled. jaime lifted his phone, angling it toward both of you. you barely had time to register the camera before he turned his head and pressed a kiss against your cheek. not quick, not joking, but slow enough that warmth bloomed all the way through you.

and when you looked at him afterward? the expression on his face nearly ruined you. like he’d found something precious, like he was looking at someone he wanted to remember forever.

his eyes stayed fixed on you instead of the camera, soft and completely lovestruck, mouth curled into the faintest smile against your skin. you laughed quietly, flustered. “jai…”

“what?” he asked innocently.

you chuckled, hands fidgeting at your side, “you’re looking at me weird.”

“that’s because I’m obsessed with you.” he admitted, but it wasn't a secret.

“jesus...” you sighed, shaking your head as if you were annoyed, but you could barely hold back the smile that pursed on your lips.

jaime shrugged once more with a hint of nonchalance, “you love it.”

unfortunately, he was right. he snapped a few more pictures, but the first one was the one he kept going back to. the one where you were smiling in surprise while he kissed your cheek like it was instinct. he couldn’t help it, loving you had been the easiest thing he’d ever done.

“that one,” he said immediately. you leaned against his shoulder to look at the screen. the photo didn’t look staged or polished. It looked real.

your hand curled loosely in the fabric of his hoodie. his eyes were half-lidded and warm as he looked at you instead of the camera. the blurry hallway lights behind you both make everything feel soft. it looked like a moment someone would keep forever.

“you sure you wanna post that?” you asked quietly. jaime looked at you like the answer was obvious.

“yeah,” he said. “i want people to know 'bout you.”

something emotional stirred in your chest. not because he had to post you, but because he wanted to. proudly, openly and without hesitation.

he typed the caption for almost a full minute before finally turning the screen toward you.

" <3 "

that was it. just a heart. you snorted. “That’s your caption?”

“listen, if I say anything else, they’ll clown me for being emotional.”

“you are emotional.” you raised your eyebrows once more with a huff of a laugh.

he uttered, “only about you.”

but before you could recover from that line, he hit post. the second it uploaded, he tossed his phone aside like it no longer mattered and wrapped both arms around your waist, pulling you into his lap.

and almost immediately, his phone started to buzz with notifications for almost every platform he was active on. he buried his face against your shoulder, laughing while you hid your own embarrassed grin against his neck. then he looked up at you again.

that same soft expression, the same impossible affection in his eyes, as if you hung the moon and stars just for him. and this time, when he kissed you, neither of you cared who could've seen it.

#i wrote this while scripting for my clooless dr 🥹🫰 i lwk wanna post about it but idk if yall even care……….. but i DO have a shifting tt acc if u wanna follow ^_^ its @/spencyshifts

its mainly my clooless dr but sometimes ill post other dr’s too :3

Every once in a while, the clooless guys would go out for a night. You being close to them, you were invited too. Tonight’s adventure was a club. A hole-in-the-wall club on 6th street, filled with dancing and smoke. You were in your apartment getting ready, slipping on the new dress you bought. You had bought it specifically for tonight to catch a certain curly-haired man’s attention. It was no secret, to anyone but him, that you liked him. Especially not to Grizzy, who had heard the million ramblings you had gone on about him. He had been trying his best to convince you to make a move, but you’d always refused. But tonight, you decided to go for it.

After a grueling hour or so of getting ready, you finally felt ready. The uber you had called had just picked you up, and you had texted the guys that you were on your way. With each passing minute you got increasingly more anxious, yet excited. Soon enough, you arrived at the club and began to walk in. It was just as the guys had described it, neon lights illuminating the smoke swirling around the people dancing. You could feel the bass of the music through your shoes as you walked towards where the guys sat. Half tipsy greetings and laughter from the others met you as you sat down beside Jaime. His eyes hadn’t left you since you walked over, maybe grizzy’s plan was working.

Throughout the night, you noticed how Jaime’s gaze never left you for long. Even as you would make friends at the bar and dance, he was always watching like a hawk, glaring daggers at anyone who dared to get too close to you. After a shot of liquid courage, you wandered back to the table and sat back down beside him. The rest of the guys were on the floor, drunk and dancing. “Something on your mind?” You asked, meeting his gaze for the first time tonight. He chuckled and took a sip of his drink, then said “Nice dress.” You smirked, knowing it worked, and thanked him. You talked more, even though he was very much distracted by the dress, and before you knew it you were leaving the club with him.

The car ride back to his place was agonizingly long. The window on your side was rolled down, letting your hair blow in the wind and hopefully taking some heat from your body. The cold wind nipped at your legs and arms as you stole glances from each other. Before long, you’d made it through his garage and into his house. You mumbled a greeting to Oso and Max before following him as he led you to his room. As soon as the door closed behind you, he had you against it, breath ragged in your ear. The hairs on your neck stood up as he whispered “You’re so tense, what happened to that confidence back at the club?” You couldn’t respond, too focused on how his hands felt running over your sides. He pulled back to look you in your eyes, his eyes already darker than you’ve ever seen. “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want this as much as I do.” He said, voice deep with restraint. You confirm, and his lips are immediately on yours. Your hands fly to his hair and he pulls you flush against him.

His hands wander to your thighs, and he whispers into your mouth, “jump.” You do so, wrapping your legs around his waist as he walks you to his bed. He lays you down without breaking the kiss, you head sinking into his pillow as his hands continue to explore your body. He breaks from the kiss and trails his lips down your jaw to your neck, pressing hot, open mouthed kisses and bites. You whine at the contact, and his hands travel under you to the zipper of your dress. He raises his head from your neck to look at you again. “Is this okay?” He asks, eyes searching yours. You nod, but he replies with “words, pretty girl.” You sigh, which makes him chuckle, and respond, “yes. Jaime, please.” Your voice was needier than anticipated, but he just smirked and slowly unzipped the dress.

He pulled the dress down your body, eyes raking over the newly exposed skin. “Holy shit..” he says to himself before diving back into your lips. After a minute of making out, he trails his lips down to your chest, reaching behind you to undo your bra with one hand, and throwing it to the side. His hands trailed up your sides to your chest, grabbing your boobs, mouth latching onto one. You gasped as he sucked and massaged, making sure he gave both boobs attention by switching from one to the other. You whimper and whine, which only eggs him on more. Before you know it, his lips are trailing down your stomach, stopping at your lace panties, fingers trailing up your thighs. He momentarily looks up at you, eyes pleading, and asks, “can i?” You nod and verbally confirm, and in the blink of an eye your panties are off and his hands are spreading your thighs. He looks up at you, and before you can ask what’s wrong, he says “ride my face. please.”

You can barely register what’s happening before he’s raising up to take off his own shirt. Your eyes trail over his upper body as he smirks and leans over you, flipping the two of you over, you sitting on his chest. “Jaime, are you sure? I mean-“ You can’t even finish your sentence before he replies with “I’m absolutely sure. I want this.” You take a deep breath before raising to hover over his mouth. To your surprise, he grips your hips tighter. “None of this hovering shit. Sit on me.” He says, his voice hungry as he pulls you down fully. The first contact of his tongue on your core had you gasping and moaning. He worked with precision, altering between long, slow licks and precise circles against your clit. Your hands flew to his hair and tugged, earning a moan from him, the vibrations against you having you in pure bliss. He ate you out, slow and open, savoring his time beneath you. You grinded down against his mouth, hips bucking in rhythm with his tongue. You could feel his smirk against you. Looking down, you could see his eyes closed and brows knitted together in concentration, it was clear he was loving it.

As the knot in your stomach tightened, you pleaded with him to keep going, and he listened. As you came, he lapped up everything you gave him, working you through your high. You raised off of him going back to sit on his chest. He looked up at you, eyes wide and pupils blown out, the man was pussy drunk. Before you could even come down from your high, he had you flipped back over onto your back, lips returning to yours in a deep kiss. You could feel the tent in his pants pressed against your inner thigh and reached down to palm him. He groaned into your mouth, letting go from the kiss and undoing his belt. The mere sound had desire snapping straight through your veins. He kicked his jeans and boxers off, leaving him fully exposed. “You just gonna stare? Or are you gonna open those pretty thighs for me?” He said, lazily stroking himself. Your thighs parted instinctively, making him smirk. He leaned back over you, bracing himself with a hand beside your head, his other hand lining himself up. “You ready sweetheart?” He asked teasingly. You nodded quickly, need evident in your face. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, leaving you gasping and grabbing his shoulders. He bottomed out and kissed you again. “Jaime.. move.” You begged, and he obliged.

He started slowly, savoring the sounds you made. But that slow rhythm didn’t last long, not with the way his name sounded falling from your lips. He soon began going faster, slamming you into the mattress. “This what you wanted huh? Wanted me to fuck you senseless?” He mumbled into your ear, stopping momentarily to hook one of your legs over his shoulder, driving himself deeper into you. The pace had you screaming his name, nails scratching down his back and shoulders. “Oh i know baby, i know.” He said condescendingly, feeling the way you clenched around him when he said it. “Oh you like it when i call you baby, huh?” You couldn’t even respond, too fucked out in your own bliss, chasing your high. “Jaime please, please im-“ “i know baby. Come on.” He pounded into you faster as your second orgasm of the night washed over you. You were grabbing at him, his name falling from your lips like a prayer. His own release followed shortly after, pressing as far into you as he could.

You hadn’t remembered the last time Jamie had treated you this well.

Not that he never treated you well on a date, but he had really gone out. It was the two of you guys anniversary and the first of it too. He had surprised you a week before that he had bought two tickets to Hawaii to celebrate. After a near 10 hour flight from Dallas, Texas to Honolulu, Hawaii, the two of you finally arrived. The first day was spent with a tourist group, walking around the city and the beaches. Second day was a free day where you and Jamie had gone on adventures to discover the wonders of Hawaii. You visited many gift shops and had enough souvenirs that you had to buy a second suitcase. The third and finally day was the day of the date, before that though, Jamie had treated you well. He ordered breakfast in bed for you, opened every day for you with a “m’lady” every time, held you by your hand or close to your waist. It felt just slightly u like him, but you didn’t mind at all.

The restaurant was located next to a beach and the table the two of you had was right next to the waves that overlapped each other. The sun hadn’t fully set yet but it was starting to as the blue sky darkened. The smell of sea salt and seafood was pleasant, paired with the new cologne Jamie picked up at one of the many shops. “This is a nice view,” Jamie spoke “But as nice as you.”

You chuckle at his corny statement, “Was that suppose to be a pick up line.”

He shrugs awkwardly, “Well, yeah. Did it work?”

“Yes it did, I already feel myself getting horny from it alone.”

“Now hold on, let’s wait til we get back to the hotel at least. Can’t be doing this shit out in public, unless you want to.”

Your lips curled into a shy smile at the last sentence and you couldn’t stop your mind from imagining the scenario. Your bent over in front of Jamie as he grinding against you in the back as you used the hotel balcony for support. The sun is finally setting and you can start to see the starts twinkle in the dark blue sky. The smell of sea salt and sweat is intoxicating and makes you hungry for more. Jamie gets closer to your ear, groaning the most dirty things that made your spine shiver. It truly made you horny.

Leaned over the table, gently placed a hand over his. You whispered, “You ever wanted to do it in the balcony?” Jamie almost choked on the water he was drinking at such a questions, but he didn’t seemed opposed to the idea, it was just unexpected to be brought up by you as he’s usually the risky one. After few coughs and grunts Jamie whispered back, “I uh, no.” You gave him a mischievous stare and a glint of nervously ever so slightly flashed in Jamie’s eyes. “You wanna try?” You asked. After a while of thinking Jamie gave into the idea, “Sure, why hell not? Last day in Hawaii no? Let’s make rememberable then.”

You smiled before taking your wine glass and cheers it with Jamie’s with a silently clink.

After the dinner, the two of you got a cab to a near by drug store, picking up a bottle of lubricant and pack of condoms. You enjoyed looking at Jamie nervous try to scan the items quickly in self checkout, looking over his shoulder every two seconds to make sure “no fans were witnessing” what he was buying. The two of you quickly returned back into your hotel suite, Jamie pinning you against the door the minute it clicked shut and you turned the locks. His lips met yours, hungry hands fumbled to hold onto your waist, thumbs rubbing small circles around it as your arms hooked around his neck. The kiss was long and passionate, though it was obvious Jamie wanted to do more than just that. You pulled away from his with a smack but he chased back for them, capturing them again. This time, you let his tongue roam around your mouth, it was unpleasant but it was clear this was his first time.

When you pulled away again, his lips were kiss swollen and slightly dark. “Fuck you taste so good,” he muttered, his left hand moving to the small of your back which in reaction your body slightly jolted. You felt your face get warm as he led you to the balcony. The balcony railings were luckily not railings or a clear glass wall but rather a wall the connected the rest of the hotel exterior building that covered your body from the waist down. That was a roof on top of it and had a few succulent plants hanging on it by hooks and strings. The hotel was also right next to the beach, so not only did you get an amazing view of the sunset drowning into the ocean as the starts start to twinkle in the sky but you also got the somewhat nostalgic smell of the sea salt in your nose. You closed the glass screen door as Jamie got the grocery bag for the essentials. You leaned against the concrete wall, marveling at the beauty scenery, felt like watching someone paint a masterpiece right in front of you.

Your day dreams where how ever cut short from the sounds of the screen door opening, there stood Jamie with the bottle of lube and a singular condom. “Let’s get this show on the road, shall we?” Jamie asked as he approached you. You giggled, “How long are you going to keep this bit up?” Jamie shrugged, “Til the day I’m six feet under.” You rolled your eyes as you began to shimmy off your jeans. Jamie did the same as he undid his belt and by the time you had taken ofd your underwear, you decided to help him unzip and pull them down til they pulled his ankles. He grabbed you by the shoulders and forced you tot run around, you comply and lean against the wall. The wind breezed by, which cause your body to shiver from the cold and the smell of salt was intense. While still looking at the view, you heard him open the condom wrapper and the click of the lubricant cap. You heard the squeeze of the bottle along with Jamie muttering something along the lines of “Never thought I’d get this view of you.”

You suddenly feel him grab you by the hips, trying to line himself up to your entrance. You turned your head and nodded, giving him the green light before Jamie slowly pushed himself inside you. Jamie had let out a groan louder than he wanted to be but it practically got censored by the flock of seagulls that happened to fly near by. His nails embedded themselves in your skin as the slick, wet, heat around his cock made his head spin like never before. You yelped as he pulled out before slamming back into you again, he stops to make sure you’re ok.

“Shit, are you alright?” He asked.

“Jamie, don’t stop,” You pleaded.

He nodded, finding the perfect rhythm of thrust for the two of you. Your gut was filled with a mix of worry of being caught and fullness of Jamie’s cock. Jamie then leans over your back, which deepens the thrust, to pepper kisses on the crook of your neck. Each movement left your jaw slack open, with broken loans coming out between each one. “You like that?” Droid grunted, his beard tickling your skin. You gripped on the wall for more support, “Fuck yes! Make a mess of me bae.”

“Will do,” he whispered before moving his lips onto yours. It helped to silence the noises the left the two of yours mouths, but the slapping of skin was audible. Luckily there was little to no one in the beach and if they were, they were way too far away to realize what was going on. Bead of sweat collect on your forehead as heat co ruined to build up in your core. Every thrust made you feel like you were on edge every time and you were just waiting for the coil to snap.

Jamie gelded your hips even firmer than before, which would now guarantee bruises on you skin that would have to be covered for days but sometimes you thought about letting people see them. Letting every snd anyone know that you belonged to Jamie and Jamie alone. “All mine,” you hear him mutter, “All mine.” You mewled in reply, “Yes bae, I’m all yours.”

“Say it, say that I’m yours.” His voice quivered with the thin leaves of the palm trees near by.

You manage, “I’m- ngh! Fuck, I’m all your Jamie!”

You felt your climax draw closer and closer with every passing second. You forced your head up, looking at the sunset which was now a dark orange. The sky was turning a dark purple with some grey clouds. You felt your heart pounding as Jamie found your sweet spot and you found yourself turning into a blabbing mess. The coil snapped as you started to see stars, both literally and figuratively. The stars were much more bigger than you’d expect in Hawaii, you could almost mistake them for planes or planets at times. Jamie’s pace quickened as your walls clenched tightly around you. He threw his head back before looking back down at you, “Fuck, baby, you’re so tight.” Not too long after Jamie reached his climax, his thrust stopped as he stayed inside you with a loud drawn out moan. When he pulled out, the two of you were left with sweaty, flushed faces and panting for breath. You head dropped back down as you tried to catch your breath as Jamie rolled off the condom he had on and left the balcony.

You put your pants back on and took one of the provided lawn chairs to rest on. The sun was gone and the orange sky was visible in the sea as the dark sky took over with its stars and big glowing moon. It was much more pretty than you had expected but to be fair, Texas had always had cloudy nights so it had been a long while since you went star gazing. The screen door opened again as you felt a pair of hands rest on your shoulder softly, followed by a kiss on top of your head. “You feelin’ alright?” He ask, hands now massaging the muscles near your neck. You sighed, “Much better now.”

The two do you reminisce on the scenery , the cold wind swirling around the palm trees as the waves continues to rise and crash into each other. The ocean reflected the sky it was the nights mirror. “Aren’t you glad I bought the suite with the balcony?” Jamie asked. You couldn’t help but chuckle, “I am very glad.” Eventually it got too cold for the top of you to stand outside, especially with being right next to the beach and all, and the two of you moved back inside the bedroom where you got ready to go to bed. You joined Jamie in the bed, you back was faced to him as he held you tenderly by the waist and pulled you into his chest. His mustache tickled your face as he planted a small kiss on your cheek, “I love you so much.” You smiled, “I love you too Jamie, you’re the best thing I could’ve asked for.”

The night made the room dark, with the moon being the only lighting to the two of yours pitch black silhouettes. The moonlight outlined the untangled bodies of you two, as a reminder of the deep love and connection you and Jamie had shared.

All day. All fucking day he was in his room streaming and opening packs, or doing some other thing that took his attention off of you. Even if you came into his room to try and get him away for just a second to feel his lips against yours, nothing.

"C'mon chat! Lets get another 10 gifted for the little lurkers in chat." His voice rang out from the cracked door, sending a shiver down your spine even though he wasnt even talking about you. God his voice was just so... It turned you on so much when he wasnt even aware of it.

You huffed and wandered towards your shared bedroom, changing into much flashier clothes hoping it'd catch his attention when he ended stream. In fact; your boobs were literally almost out, if it didnt catch his attention he'd just be ignoring you.

You heard Droid's office door close, the bathroom light turning on and the door closing behind him. You walked out of the bedroom, eyes on the closed door with the light emitting from beneath it.

"Baby?" You called out, adjusting your skirt. Droid came out of the bathroom after a minute or so in his gym clothes, a soft smile on his face.

"Hey love, I'm gonna go to the gym for a little while." Droid smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead and not even mentioning the clothing you wore.

"Really?" You pouted as he started down the hall and stairs, not glancing back.

"Yes really, I forgot to this morning." He sighed, turning back to look you up and down. A light flush dusted his cheeks but he grabbed his keys and threw on his shoes before you could think about it hard enough.

What an asshole. You huffed, turning around and marching back to your room. Fine, he wanted to be mean? You could be mean.

Two grueling hours later you figured Droid would be done soon, it was almost 6 PM, he'd come home, right? Wrong, didnt even answer your texts right away. So you decided to find that lace set he bought you awhile back, the one that barely covered your nipples and the one where it was almost just a string for your bottoms.

All your clothes came tumbling off as you sat infront of the mirror in the set of lingerie, your hands reached for your phone and grabbed it with a smile, snapping a few photos and making sure to get one of your ass he so greatly loved.

You: *Attachment: 4 photos*

It took him a long moment to answer before typing a quick reply.

My future husband: Youre a tease, while im at the gym fr??

You huffed out a laugh, deciding not to reply and pulling the set off, snapping a photo with your legs spread and sending it to him.

You: Says the one who left his girl leaking?? *Attachment: 1 photo*

My future husband: Im coming home soon.

So thats what got his attention. You were glad you now had it as you pulled your panties back on; Leaving the bra to sit next to the floor length mirror. You made your way downstairs to grab a bottle of water and wait for him on the couch, feeling a whole lot more needy for your boyfriend.

Droid came home twenty minutes later, sweating and adjusting his clothes around his painfully hard dick. "I'm home pretty lady, jus' needa shower." Not even four feet into the house and you were on him, pulling him into a more than desperate kiss.

"Can't fuckin' wait for a shower, need you now Droid." You whine, rubbing up against him. He could probably feel how wet you are even with his shorts on as he pulled you into another kiss, walking the two of you up the stairs to pause at the top.

"I reek babe..." He muttered, patting your ass. "It'll just be a quick 5 minutes." You weren't having it, instead deciding to tug his shorts down and drop to your knees, innocent looking eyes gazing up at him.

"Okay- fuck. Noted." He hissed as the cold air hit his cock, flinching when he felt your hands slide up his lower abdomen. You stuffed your face into that curly trail of hair that led to his base, inhaling his scent slowly.

It was heavenly. His scent—oh how it just filled your senses. Droid inhaled quickly as he leaned against the railing, hand sliding into your hair.

"God baby... you feel so good.." He groaned as you slid his length into your mouth, the weight of it nice on your tongue. As you slid him all the way down your throat, your nose snuggled up into his pubic hair.

Your head bobbed up and down making Droids back arch and tug on your hair harshly making you move a bit faster, it didnt take long for him to cum down your throat, a loud groan spilling out.

"God, pretty lady- shit. Feel so good!" He moaned, pushing further into your face. You stared up at him and took a moment to swallow before pulling off with a smile, wiping your mouth.

"Did.. I do good?" You purred, voice hoarse from taking him so deep.

"Shit. Yeah, yeah you did, now c'mon baby. Wanna get inside you." He pulled you up, fixing his pants and taking you to the bedroom.

It didnt take him long to get your clothes off and get you spread open on the bed, fingers moving in and out of your pussy. "God baby, youre so tight." Droid purred, nuzzling your neck while pressing soft kisses into you.

By the time he was in you, you were seated in his lap begging him to move or let you move. Hands on your waist holding you down against his hips. "Droid.. fuck please- I'm beggin'!" You whine, attempting to grind your hips down.

"Yeah? Did ya think 'bout how worked up y'got me earlier?" He huffed out, pulling you up before dropping you back down. You gasp out a whine, falling forward to where your face was nuzzled into Droids armpit.

You whined and finally started grinding into him as he slightly lifted his arm up. "Goddamn freak.." He groaned, thrusting his hips up and leaning his head back. "be lyin' if I said I didnt like it." You purred and inhaled sharply as his tip hit that sweet spot inside of you, happy trail brushing against your clit as he settled fully inside.

Droid rubbed your hip with the hand that wasnt raised, moving it to shove your face further into his armpit which.. you're not complaining about. You drooled as he kept guiding you up and down, his tip hitting your sweet spot every single time.

"Fuck- Droid!" You moaned loudly, arching your back and cumming down his length, the sticky substance gliding down your thighs. As you tightened around him you felt the warm spurts hitting your walls, knowing you'd definitely need some plan b...

"Shh pretty lady.. you feel so good..." He groaned, pushing his hips up and sucking in a tight breath. "So good f'me." He rubbed your hip slowly before pulling you off, letting you rest on his torso.

"You reek."

The outfit you had been wearing was working Droid up all night and he needed some sort of relief. So, you decided to help him out, however, you didn’t feel like moving to the bedroom. It started off with innocently cuddling with each other under the Christmas themed blanket, then your hand began to wonder. Finding his bulge through his jeans you lightly squeezed him and rubbed him over the denim.

He had to muffle his moan with his hand while he adjusted his body slightly so you had more room to work. You briefly stopped touching him to unbutton and unzip his pants as quietly as you could, stopping whenever someone moved or shifted slightly. You took your time to shuffle his pants down just far enough to pull his boxers down enough to finally reach his dick.

Once his dick was finally freed your hand found the head of his dick and you used his pre cum as lube as you slowly pumped him. Whenever your hand reached the tip you twisted the fist you had on him, bringing him some extra pleasure. While this was happening Grizzy stirred in his sleep which made you stop your actions until you were sure he was back to sleep.

Droid didn’t like you stopping but he understood why you had stopped. When you continued, he slightly bucked into your hands chasing his high. It takes him a while but he eventually cums on the blanket over top of him, on his shirt and a little on his pants.

“We should invite the boys over more often.”

~~~~~~~~~~

“Can I trust you to saute these onions without burning the place down?” You asked as you finished cutting the veggies for dinner. You were making dinner for the boys who were coming over to celebrate your engagement, but you had made cookies earlier with Droid. In true chaotic fashion, the flour had gone everywhere, and you wanted to take a shower before they got there.

“I think I can cook a few onions,” Droid scoffed, taking the spoon from your hand and lifting the cutting board to put the now-chopped onions in the pot. “It’s not like it’s rocket science.”

“Ok, I’m trusting you with this. Just please don’t burn the house down,” You replied before slowly turning and walking away. You were about halfway through your shower when Droid came into the bathroom. You peeked around the curtain to see him looking frantic. “Please tell me you didn’t burn it. That was our only onion.”

“No! It’s just not cooking!” Droid defended immediately as he stopped pacing and looked at you. “I don’t know why it’s not cooking! I turned the stove on, I turned it up when I noticed it wasn’t cooking, and I don’t know what to do now.”

“Give me the towel. I’ll check it out,” You climbed out and wrapped yourself in the towel before walking into the kitchen. Immediately, you smelt gas, and your eyes widened as you looked at Droid. Then you ran over to the stove and turned it off. “Are you insane!?”

“What did I do?” He shouted after you, following you into the kitchen. “The stove was on, but it wasn’t getting hot!”

“Droid, babe, you turned the gas on, so good job, but you didn’t light it,” You explained as calmly as you could. “Gas stoves need to be lit.”

“So I almost just gassed us?” He laughed, not realizing the severity of the situation. 

“You know what? Get out of the kitchen,” You said, snapping your fingers as you pointed for him to leave the kitchen. “Go order a couple of pizzas. You’re banned from the kitchen.” ~~~

“Droid!” You shouted from your bedroom. You knew he was in the middle of a stream, but you needed his help now. “Droid!”

“I’m here,” He sighed as he walked in, taking in the scene before his eyes widened, and he rushed to you. You just bought some clothes online, so you were trying them on. This one shirt, however, seemed to be 5 sizes smaller than you ordered, and you couldn’t get your head out.  “What the fuck happened?”

“I don’t know, but I need help,” You rushed out, starting to get claustrophobic. “I’m never buying anything from this store again! Their sizing is so off!”

“If it makes you feel better,” Droid started as he grabbed the front of the shirt and pulled it down just enough to meet your eyes, “it’s a cute top.”

“A cute top that doesn’t fit,” you rolled your eyes. “I buy clothes to fit me, not the other way around here. I don’t even know if I want this shirt anymore.”

~~~

A quiet knocking pulled Droid’s focus away from his screen. He was in the middle of editing a video, and there was this one part that was really pissing him off. He could not get this clip just right, and he was focusing so hard on it that he lost track of time. 

He leaned back in his chair with a sigh as he spun the chair around to see you wrapped in one of your throw blankets from the living room. You slowly waddled towards him, stopping directly in front of him for a second before sitting on his lap. You didn’t say anything as you simply laid your head on his shoulder.

“You tired?” Droid whispered as he wrapped his arms around you and swayed the chair back and forth a little. “It can't be that late, right?”

“It’s almost midnight,” You whined as you rubbed your face against his neck. “You said you would be done by 9, so we could watch that new movie.”

“I’m sorry, I got carried away with this video,” Droid apologized as he rested his head on top of yours before turning back to his computer. “You can stay with me until I finish up. How does that sound?”

“Better. The bed is so cold without you, and this blanket isn’t really helping,” You complained as you pressed your body closer to Droid’s.

“Maybe you're getting sick or something,” He commented more to himself than you as he pressed the back of his hand to your forehead. “You are a little warm. Here,” He pulled back, having to pry your arms from around him as he took off his hoodie and helped you put it on, “that should help you for a while. I’ll finish this up and tell the guys I can’t stream with them tomorrow.”

“You don’t have to cancel the stream,” You tried to object, but Droid just pulled you back to rest again. “The fans will miss you.”

“They’ll understand I gotta take care of you,” Droid replied immediately, planting a kiss on the crown of your head. “If anything, they'll call me a simp.”

~~~

Droid was, once again, in the middle of streaming Five Nights at Freddy’s with Puffer when they randomly heard a glass shatter, followed by sprinting. Puffer jumped in shock, thinking it was in the game at first, but when the running sounded too real, he turned to look at the door before back at Droid, who was unaffected.

“I think Oso broke something,” Puffer said before pointing at the door. “Do you wanna switch and go check?”

“It was probably Y/n more than Oso,” Droid chuckled under his breath, opting to just stick the night out. “It happens more often than you’d think. Now, if we hear a louder thud or it just stops, there’s a problem.”

Puffer looked between Droid and the door multiple times as he continued hearing running around the house. It went on for almost 20 minutes before it suddenly stopped. 

“Uh, I think something happened,” Puffer pointed out. Droid was back on the game after Puffer died at 2 AM. “There’s nothing.”

“Give it five minutes tops,” Droid replied after briefly pausing the game and listening. Then he went back to the game. Sure enough, about three minutes later, there was quiet knocking at the door. Droid quickly paused the game and gestured for Puffer to take over. “Here, you play.”

They swapped places before Droid continued to the door to see you sheepishly looking at him. He sighed, opening his arms for you to collapse in them as he rocked you back and forth for a bit.

“I broke that one vase you got me for our anniversary,” you whispered as you buried your face in his chest further, trying to hide from his reaction. “I didn’t mean to.”

“Don’t even worry about it. I’ll get you another one, but you’re not hurt right?” Droid comforted before changing his attention to look at your arms and legs for any cuts from the glass or bruises from maybe running into walls (one time!).

“I’m fine,” you chuckled tiredly trying to lean back into his body. “I slipped a bit in the kitchen and knocked my elbow, but other than that, I’m good. Tired, but I’m good.”

“Alright, come here,” he pulled you back into his arms after looking wearily at your arms. You wrapped them around his torso before he could scrutinize them too much. “You can sit with me and Puffer while we stream.”

“But I wanna sleep,” you whined, planting your feet at the door. “How much longer are you streaming?”

“At least another hour,” Droid guessed as he looked back at Puffer who just died again. “Dude, you suck at this game!”

“I don’t see you playing right now!” Puffer shouted back. 

“Fuck you, dude! I’m being a good boyfriend!” Droid shouted back before turning his attention to you. You were almost asleep against his chest so he dropped his voice to whisper, “Here, you can sit with me. If you fall asleep, I’ll try not to be too loud for you. Actually, I think you’re already asleep.”

~~~~~