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Charlotte x Duncan Vizla Pt.1 TW: None NSFW 18+ MDNI Summary: I had moved into this little cabin in the woods to get away from my past and to hopefully start putting together a new future. Never did I expect to fall in love with the mysterious man that lived across the lake.

I had been living out here in this cabin for almost a month now. I had moved out here, into the woods of this small town in almost the middle of nowhere, to get away from my past, a very messy one at that. I liked it out here. It was quiet, calm. Absolutely nothing like where I used to live. I used to live in a big city, constant traffic, police sirens, people yelling… There was never any peace and quiet. But here, well… I had all the peace and quiet I could ever want. One of the things I enjoyed doing, was sitting outside on my porch and watching the animals around my home. The birds were my favourite. I loved watching them eat from the birdfeeders I had set up and filled every morning. I also loved watching them fly around and occasionally landing on a branch or, if I was lucky enough, the wooden railing of my porch. Today though, I was chopping some wood…. Well, I was trying to. While yes, I was getting it done, it was still a very slow and clumsy process since I had never chopped wood before and had no upper body strength. I probably couldn’t do a single pull-up to save my life. This was one of the few things I hated about living out here on my own, but I still powered through for as long as I could, besides, it was worth it to have this kind of peace and tranquility, and if I had to struggle chopping some wood occasionally to keep that, then that’s exactly what I’ll do. 

After I had what I thought was enough wood for at least the next few days, I stuck the axe into the much larger wooden stump I used to sit the wood on when I was chopping it…. And then watched as the axe just fell to the side since I wasn’t able to stick it in enough to make it stay in place. “Oh my god, that’s just pathetic..” I murmur to yourself with a slight chuckle. I gathered up the wood and carried it all back up the porch steps and into the house, where I then sat it near the fireplace in the living room. I threw a fresh log onto the fire, then walked over to the kitchen to get a drink. 

******* Duncan POV:

With my mug of coffee, I watched from my window as you struggled to chop wood. I was a little impressed with how well you did and how much you actually got done, since I had been silently betting you’d have long since given up by now. The tiniest hint of a smirk tugged at the corner of my lips as I watched you attempt to stab the axe into the stump, only for it to fall over. I had been keeping an eye on you since you moved in, though I didn’t really understand why I had become so infatuated with you. I just put it down to curiosity, to my profession, that I was retired from now, I remind myself. Old habits and all of that. But with it having been almost a full month now, I was beginning to question my own reasoning. 

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The next day, I decided to go into town to get some things. Food, toiletries, just things to stock up on since I didn’t really like going into town too often and, if I could minimize my trips into town, I would. I got into my truck and pulled out of my driveway and set off down the road that led to town. After an excruciating few hours of social interactions, fake smiling and forced polite small talk with overly friendly cashiers, I finally made it back home. I was so relieved to be back that I almost completely missed the staggering pile of wood that had somehow appeared on my porch. The wood was all neatly piled on my porch, nestled against the side of the cabin. I looked around to see who could have done this, not that I would find anyone. My eyes then landed on the cabin across the lake. It had to be the man that lived there. I had seen him a couple times since I had moved here, but I had never spoken to him. I’d only ever seen him in passing when the two of us had gone out onto our porches at the same time, but we’ve never actually interacted.

Thinking for a few moments, I decided that what he did was actually quite sweet…… I think. So I decided that, after I had brought all of my things inside and put them away, I would bake him some brownies as a thank you. People do that, right? The whole time I was baking, I kept thinking ‘what if he doesn’t like them?’ ‘what if he thinks I’m the weirdo?’ and god forbid, ‘what if it wasn’t even him that did it?’ Though, I kept pushing those thoughts away. Even if it wasn’t him, he was my neighbour and who doesn’t like brownies? Unless he’s allergic to chocolate or something? Oh god, what if I accidentally poison my neighbour? Stop! I have to stop over thinking this. Just make the brownies and give them to him. Simple.

After I was done baking and being borderline neurotic, my baked goods were cooled, cut up and put into a container, which took me an embarrassingly long time to arrange them into the Tupperware in an aesthetically pleasing way, I walked over to my desk and took out a piece of paper and a pen to write a little note. The note basically said, ‘thank you for the wood, I really appreciated it and I baked you some brownies as a thank you. Also, if it wasn’t you that was responsible for the wood, I’m sorry about bothering you but hope you enjoyed the brownies anyway.’ Once I was happy with my little package, I anxiously watched and waited for him to leave, being too chicken to go over there while he was home. A few hours later, I watched as he got into his car and left. Now was my time to strike. I quickly made my way over to his cabin. I half ran all the way over there, heart pounding as I felt like I was about to do something bad, and left the tub in front of his door on the welcome mat with shaking hands. I just hoped that he wasn’t going to be gone too long and would get the brownies in time. I then turned around and practically sprinted away and back to my cabin, like I was leaving the scene of a crime and not just leaving brownies for someone. What is wrong with me?

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Fem!Reader x Dwayne

NSFW 18+ ONLY!!

NO MINORS!!!

SO IT IS DONE!! FROM MY DWAYNE IMAGINE

TW: Heavy smut, language

You were sitting on one of the old beat up couches in the cave, just listening to some music, when Dwayne walked into the room. You looked up at him, giving him a smile. Dwayne gave you a dark smirk in return. Your face went from smiling to very confused. Why was he looking at you like that?? You raised a brow at him. “What’s that look for?” You asked him curiously. Dwayne proceeded to hold up your phone, waving it around as his smirk grew. “I found those dirty stories you’ve been reading.” He informed you. Your face immediately drained of all colour. Your face one of pure horror. OH FUCK! You launched yourself off of the couch and right at him. “NO NO NO NO!! DWAYNE GIVE THAT BACK TO ME RIGHT FUCKING NOW!” You yelled as you tried to get your phone off of him but Dwayne just held it up high, out of your reach. Dwayne chuckled as you struggled to take your phone from him. “Dwayne, please! Give it back! You weren’t supposed to see any of that.” You told him. You were completely mortified. Dwayne had seen the VERY dirty and graphic smut fics that you read. You would never live this down. He was absolutely LOVING teasing the hell out of you.

Suddenly, Dwayne grabbed you, pulled you to him, leaned down and whispered into your ear. “So, this is what you want, huh? You like it rough? You want me to fuck you like the guys in the stories you’ve been reading?” His hot breath fanning against your ear and neck sending shivers down your spine. You froze in his hold but not out of fear, no. The complete opposite. You were incredibly turned on and Dwayne knew it. He could smell it. You heard Dwayne chuckle. “I know you do, princess. I can smell how aroused you are right now.” He said. Dwayne slid one of his hands down your body. He slid his hand up under your dress and right into your underwear. He let out a growl at what he felt. “Fuck. You’re already so wet and I haven’t even done anything yet.” You let out a moan as he slid a finger along you, dragging it up towards your clit, pressing down on it before pulling his hand out of your underwear. “Dwayne, please.” You whimpered, wanting him to continue touching you. “Oh, don’t worry, princess. I’m not done.” He told you before picking you up, throwing you over his shoulder, causing you to yelp and carrying you off to your nest. 

Dwayne promptly threw you onto the bed, opening your phone back up and going to a particular story that had caught his eye during his snooping. You sat up, leaning back on your elbows and looked at Dwayne. “What are you doing?” You asked him. He looked back at you and smirked. He then proceeded to read aloud a very dirty and graphic section of one of the fics. Your face was now beet red but at the same time, hearing that come from Dwayne’s mouth only turned you on more than you already were. You squeezed your thighs together as he read. Dwayne looked back up at you, seeing how flustered you were but he could also see and smell just how turned on you were. He himself was incredibly turned on, his cock already hardening in his pants. He watched as your eyes flickered down towards the growing tent in his pants. Dwayne put your phone down and walked over to where you were laying on the bed. “Come here, princess.” He purred. You eagerly crawled over to the side of the bed where he was standing. As soon as you got there, Dwayne grabbed the back of your neck, pulling you to him and pressed a hard kiss to your lips. You instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck as he snaked his other arm around your waist, pressing your body to his. 

Pulling away, Dwayne looked down at you, staring into your eyes and you stared right back. Your heart was racing and you knew that Dwayne could hear it. “Take it off.” Dwayne ordered. You made quick work of pulling your dress off, tossing it to the ground before looking back at him. Dwayne smirked. “Those too, princess.” He said, nodding towards your underwear. You took them off, tossing them on the ground with your dress. You watched as Dwayne stood there, taking you in. “Good girl.” He praised. He then removed his jacket, dropping it to the ground, then moved his hands to his belt, unbuckling it slowly. His eyes never leaving yours as he removed his jeans, then his underwear. You sucked in a sharp breath as his hard cock sprang free and slapped against his stomach. It’s not like you have never seen Dwayne naked before, you have had sex MANY times, but seeing him in all his glory never failed to leave you breathless. Not to mention completely soaked. Dwayne crawled onto the bed and over to you, pushing you down into the bed. Now laying on the bed, you watched as Dwayne kissed up your leg, to your thigh and staying there for a moment before moving his mouth to your pussy. You felt his breath fan over it, you tried to lift your hips up, wanting to feel his mouth on you, but you were quickly stopped by Dwayne’s hands pushing back down on your thighs. 

Suddenly, you felt the tip of his tongue lick up your slit, causing you to let out a moan of anticipation. But you were disappointed as his tongue was pulled away. “Dwayne, please.” You begged him, only earning a dark chuckle in response. You felt as Dwayne continued kissing up your body, giving your nipples a teasing lick and nip, before his lips finally found their way to yours. He pressed a hard and lustful kiss to them. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your hands finding their way into his dark locks. As the kiss deepened, you bucked your hips up, feeling your pussy make contact with his hardness. This caused Dwayne to grind his hips down into yours hard, finally giving you some sort of relief. You wrapped your legs around him and he continued to grind into you and while it felt nice, you wanted more. You wanted him inside of you. “Please, Dwayne.” You begged again. “Please what?” He teased. He knew exactly what you wanted, but he wanted you to say it. “I want to hear you say it, princess. Tell me what you want.” Frustrated by his teasing, you told him. “I want you to fuck me, Dwayne. Please fuck me.” You knew you must have looked and sounded a little pathetic, begging for his cock, but you didn’t care. All you cared about, was having him inside of you. 

Without warning, Dwayne had swiftly lined himself up to your entrance and drove the full length of his cock inside of you. You let out a surprised yelp then moan at the sudden intrusion. Giving you one last kiss, Dwayne sat back onto his legs, took hold of your thighs and yanked you back towards him more, driving himself deeper. You gripped the sheets as he started to pound into you at speed. Normally, Dwayne was pretty gentle with you but after finding that stuff that you had been reading, he wanted to fulfil any and all fantasies that you had and if that meant that he would need to fuck the shit out of you, then he was more than willing to do it. “Oh fuck!” You cried out, arching your back and squeezing your eyes shut. You were about to cum already and Dwayne had only just started. “Dwayne. I’m- fuck!” Feeling your muscles tightening around him, Dwayne knew you were about to cum, which only made him speed up. “Cum for me princess.” He told you and that was all you needed as you were overcome with your first orgasm. Your pussy squeezed Dwayne’s cock as he continued to thrust into you. 

Your brain had stopped working at this point as you laid there, Dwayne still fucking you. He moved to hover back over you, his mouth at your neck, sucking and nipping your flesh and making its way to your ear. “I hope you know that I am far from done with you.” He whispered into your ear, making you shiver. Moving one of his hands to your throat, Dwayne tightened his grip, not too much as to actually hurt you, but more squeezing the sides. You had never been choked during sex before but the second Dwayne wrapped his hand around your throat and squeezed, you knew that you wanted this to happen a lot more. “You like it when I choke you while I fuck you?” Dwayne asked, already knowing the answer as he felt your pussy clench around his cock. He brought his mouth back to yours, pulling you into a hot and messy kiss. “Yes.” You managed to get out. “Yes what?” He asked. “Yes, I like it when you choke me while you fuck me, Dwayne.” You moaned out. 

After a while Dwayne suddenly pulled out of you but before you could protest, he had flipped you over so you were now on your hands and knees. Dwayne didn’t waste a second, as he drove himself back into you and continued to fuck you. The new position made him hit new spots inside of you, bringing you to your second orgasm. Again, Dwayne felt your pussy grip and squeeze him. You cried out as you came, pushing back into him. You heard Dwayne’s breathing and grunting grow as he got closer to his own orgasm. “Fuck. I’m going to cum, princess.” He said as he continued to pound into you. He leaned down, kissing your back. “I’m going to cum deep inside of you. Fuck.” You felt as Dwayne’s cock throbbed as he released his hot cum deep inside of you. You pushed back onto him more, flexing your muscles around him. With a final few hard thrusts, Dwayne finished. He kissed your back again before leaning back up and rubbing his hands along your back, soothingly.

You both stayed like that for a few moments before he slowly pulled out of you, helping you lay down on the bed as he laid down beside you, wrapping his arms around you. The both of you breathing heavily. Dwayne trailed soft kisses along your neck as he laid behind you and rubbed his hand up and down your hip. “You did so good, princess.” He whispered, praising you. You just hummed in reply, a lazy smile on your face. “You okay? I wasn’t too rough?” He asked, wanting to make sure he didn’t hurt you with how rough he was being. You shook your head. “I’m okay. You weren’t too rough.” You reassured him. You slowly turned your body around so you were facing him. “It was-” You were lost for words. Dwayne smirked at you, thinking it was adorable that you were lost for words. He brushed your hair out of your face, placing a soft kiss to your lips. “Better than just reading about it?” He asked, teasing you. You laughed. “Yeah. Definitely better. So much fucking better.” You told him.  “Maybe we could do it again.” He suggested. You could feel that he was hard again and your eyes widened. “Already?” You asked shocked. “Only if you want to.” He told you. While Dwayne wanted to continue to fuck you all night long, he wouldn’t if you weren’t up for it. But much to his pleasure, you crawled on top of him and smiled. “I want to.” You told him. 

That night was a VERY long night. 

Yes, of course! I can honestly relate to avoiding taking things seriously as a coping mechanism. I hope you like this and it was what you wanted!

𝕴𝖋 𝕴 𝕯𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝕿𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝕴𝖙 𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝕬 𝕵𝖔𝖐𝖊, 𝕴𝖙 𝖂𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖞 𝖒𝖊! ~ 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘 (If I Don't Turn It Into A Joke, It Will Destroy Me! ~ Headcanons)

GN!Reader x Poly!Lost Boys

TW: Mentions of childhood abuse 

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After the way you grew up, you had developed a coping mechanism. 

That was to never be serious about anything and always turn serious things into jokes.

Kinda like that meme. “If I don’t turn it into a joke, it will destroy me!” 

The boys had grown used to this, just thinking it was the way you were, never truly realizing the reason behind it.

Sure sometimes when they were trying to have a serious conversation with you, it annoyed them a bit when you would crack jokes the whole time but that was just you.

Their fun-loving, reckless and bubbly s/o who was always full of jokes.

Paul and Marko loved it though. 

They loved that you were always up for causing trouble with them.

Be it, pulling pranks on David and Dwayne or messing with the people on the boardwalk.

One night though, you had wandered off and almost gotten yourself hurt.

Luckily, the boys found you in time and the guy that had, unbeknownst to you, been following you with some pretty bad intentions, never got the chance to lay a finger on you.

All of the boys were a mixture of relieved, worried and upset.

Relieved because you were safe, worried because you had gotten into that situation in the first place and upset because the whole time they were telling you how you need to be more careful and that you could have been seriously hurt, you were cracking jokes.

David was the one to snap. 

He didn’t mean to, but he needed you to understand the severity of your situation and that you had put yourself in danger.

The second he saw your smile drop and eyes begin to water, he knew that he had messed up.

Immediately, David is apologizing and pulling you into a hug.

He’s trying to reassure you that he's not angry at you, he was just worried and it came out wrong.

All of the boys now had you trapped in a tight group hug. 

After what had just happened and also the fact that you had realized long ago that your inability to take things seriously irked them on occasion, you decided to reveal a deeply buried secret.

One that you never wanted to tell them.

You told them that, as a child, you were abused. 

You also told them that, the reason why you never took anything seriously, was because when you did, you were filled with so much anxiety and fear that you just decided one day to avoid being serious at all costs.

You also confessed that, deep down, you had fears that one day they too would hurt you or reveal to you that they hated you.

They were all quick to reassure you that they would never hurt you, hate you or leave you.

You were theirs, forever.

You could also see the various looks of pure rage in their eyes at hearing of your abuse.

More than anything right now, the boys wanted to go find your parents and tear them apart for having ever laid a finger on their precious s/o.

And in fact, just a couple nights later they would do just that.

They wouldn’t tell you what they had done but you had found out that your parents had gone missing and, having just recently told your four, very protective, vampire boyfriends about your childhood, you had gathered what had happened.

You honestly didn’t really mind though.

You actually found it very reassuring and comforting.

But for now, they took you back to the cave, where the five of you laid in your nest, all cuddled up, as they told you how much they loved you and that they understand why you don’t take things seriously and that they are okay with it.

They just love you so much and don’t want you to ever feel anxious or worried. So, if that means you have to turn everything into a joke….. So be it!

They love you no matter what.

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Incorrect quotes or whatever.

You: *Tired and about to go to bed*

Paul:*sitting on the couch*

You: “I’m gonna go to bed. I’m tired af.”

Paul: “Awww come on babe, it’s still early.” *pouts*

You: *walks over to him and leans down*

“Don’t pout, Paulie. Now, give mama some sugar, so she can have them sweet dreams.”

Paul: “I’ll give you all the sugar you want, babe.” *wiggles eyebrows*

The others: 😐😐😐

~~~~~~~~~~

You: *Wakes up from a nightmare.*

Paul: *laying beside you.* “If you just had a nightmare, please don’t tell me about it. No need for both of us to get scared.”

G/n Reader x Marko TW: None just fluff

I started writing this ages ago but never really did much with it and never posted it, so I thought I would just post what I had.

You and Marko were sitting cross legged on your bed in your nest. Marko had come in to see what you were doing and he saw you painting your nails. He asked about it and that caused you to ask the question. “Marko, baby. Do you want me to paint your nails?” You asked him with a sweet smile. A small smile made its way onto your mate's beautiful face. “Yeah.... Maybe.” He said with a sheepish shrug. You let out a giggle and patted the spot in front of you. “Then plant your sweet ass right here.” You told him with a playful laugh. Marko immediately kicked off his boots and jumped up onto the bed, making himself comfortable. “I want colorful nails, babe. OOOooo can you use the sparkly ones?” Marko asked, getting all excited for me to paint his nails. I shook my head and laughed. “Of course! Anything you want.” You told him. As you pulled out all the different colors, Marko telling you which ones he wanted, you told him to take off his gloves. “You’re going to need to take those off.” I said, pointing to his gloves. Marko quickly took them off. “Y’know. If you want me to take anything else off, all you gotta do is ask.” He suggested as he tossed them to the side. I laughed and shook my head before I grabbed his hands and pulled them to me, holding them for a moment and rubbing my thumbs over the backs of them. “You’ll need to sit still while I’m painting your nails, okay Romeo?” I said to him, looking him right in the eyes. I didn’t want his nails to get all messed up because he couldn’t sit still. He rolled his eyes but nodded. “Promise I’ll sit still babe.” He said. We sat in comfortable silence. Me painting Marko’s nails and not noticing at the time, but Marko’s full attention was on me. Occasionally watching what I was doing to his nails, but for the most part, he was just watching my face. He found all the little faces I made while concentrating to be so adorable. He was just thinking about how lucky he thought he was to have found his mate and how grateful he was that it was me.

Pt 1

Fem Reader x Dwayne TW: Language

Pt 2

I got the inspiration for this fic MONTHS ago after reading @theyreonlynoodlesmike ‘s It’s Just a Movie and The Sequel fics and have FINALLY written it. Everyone should go and read it because it is AMAZING!!

You landed on top of the cool sand with a harsh thud. Groaning, you rolled onto your back and opened your eyes, revealing a starry night sky above you. You were confused as to why you were now outside and also how you had even gotten out there. Slowly, you sat up and looked around, taking in your surroundings for the first time. Clearly you were on a beach but what beach it was exactly, you had no idea. You didn't even live near any beaches. Standing and dusting off the sand from your body, you tried to recall what your last memory was. The last thing you could remember was laying down in bed and going to sleep. You didn’t understand how that would end up with you waking up on an unknown beach, however far from your house. You would have just pulled out your phone and found out that way, but as stated before, you were in bed, going to sleep when all of this happened. You didn’t have your phone on you. Deciding that the best thing to do would be to find the closest store or something like that to figure out exactly where you were, you began to walk along the beach. After only about ten minutes of walking, you could hear music and people. The closer you got, the louder it got. You soon realized that the sounds were coming from a boardwalk. Crowds of people on the beach and even more filling the boardwalk. Breathing a sigh of relief, you made your way off of the sand and onto the boardwalk. You looked around, trying to find a sign or something that had the name of the town on it. You quickly spotted a sign and found your answer. Santa Carla. You hadn’t even heard of this place before and now that you were really taking in the people around you, you noticed that everyone looked like they were dressed for the 80’s. You wondered if there was some kind of 80’s themed festival going on but everything looked too authentic and real for that to be the case. 

You didn’t know why this was your next thought but you couldn’t ignore the nagging feeling you were having. So, you searched around for a newspaper or something with the date on it. After a few minutes of searching, you spotted a newspaper on the ground next to a trash can. Walking over to it and picking it up, your eyes widened at what you read. Right there, plain as day was the date. July, 31, 1985. You stared at the black letters, reading it over and over again, hoping that you weren’t seeing what you were seeing. There was no way that it could be true. It wasn’t even possible. Bawling the paper up and throwing it away, you turned around and walked off, intent on finding a secluded and quiet place where you could gather your thoughts and probably cry. Finding a spot at the far end of the boardwalk, you sat down on the ground and let everything sink in. Okay. So you had somehow traveled back in time and to a completely different city, too. You had no way of contacting anyone and, even if you did, you would have no one to contact since you were thirty seven years in the past. Realizing you had no money, no one to help you and nowhere to go, you had no idea what the hell you were supposed to do. “What the fuck am I supposed to do now?” You quietly asked yourself. As if on cue, your stomach growled. Sighing, you readied yourself to spend the next, who knows how long, without food. Luckily water would be pretty easy to get, seeing as there were drinking fountains around the place. 

For the next few days, you fell into a bit of a rhythm of finding a secluded place to sleep during the day, while you would stay awake, drink water and walk around the boardwalk at night. Three days without food was like torture. You had started feeling dizzy, weak and found it hard to focus, which tonight, caused you to accidentally bump into someone. “Sorry.” You managed to quietly mutter out, barely being able to muster the energy for even that. The guy however, didn’t seem to want to accept your apology and instead, opted to get in your face. “You should really watch where you’re going, bitch.” He angrily spat at you. While normally you would be scared by someone much bigger than you getting in your face and threatening you, right now, you didn’t have the energy to care. Letting out an annoyed and tired groan, you rolled your eyes. “Look, dude. Just fuck off. I’ve had a really shitty past few days and I’m really not in the mood for this shit right now.” You were about to turn and walk away but the guy, completely pissed off by your response, grabbed ahold of your arm and pulled you back to him. Leaning down, his face right in yours. “I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, talking to me like that but you’re about to learn a lessen that you’ll never forget.” Just as the last word left his mouth, you felt yourself being pulled back into someone as three other guys surrounded the him. Your harrasser’s hand was ripped from your arm by whoever had pulled you into them. Your brain was too fuzzy to focus on what was being said, but from the little bits that you did manage to catch, the three guys that were surrounding your harasser threatened him, ending with the guy leaving in a hurry. 

Turning around to see who was holding you, you looked up to see a tall brunette. He was absolutely gorgeous. “I don’t know if it’s from the lack of sleep, lack of food or both but fuck you’re pretty.” You watched a smirk make its way onto the brunette’s face, making you realize you had just said that out loud and not in your head like you had thought. You stared at him, eyes wide and face red from the embarrassment. It looked like he was about to say something but was interrupted by one of the others. “If you two are done flirting, I think it’s time for us to leave now.” Said the bleached blonde one. It was a blur as you were pulled along the boardwalk by the brunette, that you now knew to be Dwayne. The bleached blonde was David, the tall wild haired blonde was Paul and the short curly haired blonde was Marko. You were pulled over to some bikes, where Dwayne helped you get onto the back of his bike and before you knew it, you were all flying down the beach. All you remember from the ride, was holding onto Dwayne as tight as you could and burying your face into his back. Logically, you knew going off with four strange guys you had just met wasn’t the best idea, but they had helped you and you were so hungry, that you were willing to risk it if that meant possibly getting some food and maybe having somewhere warm to sleep. Finally, after a pretty rough ride, you felt the bike come to a stop. Pulling your head away from Dwayne’s back and looking around, you saw that you were basically in the middle of nowhere, near a cliff. Great. So not only are you going to get murdered but you aren’t even going to get any food first. You got off the bike after Dwayne did and stood there, staring at him as the others hooted and hollered, making their way down what seemed to be a staircase. Dwayne offered you his hand, his eyes soft and alluring, making you want to trust him. 

Despite your previous worries, you took his hand, making him smile and begin to lead you over to the staircase. “Be careful and watch your step. The staircase is strong enough but it’s still very old.” He warned as you both began your descent. Subconsciously, you grabbed hold of Dwayne’s arm with your other hand while still holding onto his hand with your other one. You didn’t see it, but this caused Dwayne to let a small and satisfied smile grace his face. He loved that you sought out his arm for safety, even if it was for something as small as this. As the two of you made it to the mouth of the cave, Dwayne took the first few steps down before turning back around and holding out his hands for you to grab. You gratefully took his hands and he helped you down into the cave. You looked around at everything, taking in all of the things that they seemed to have collected. One of the most prominent things in the cave being the large fountain that had an old and broken chandelier in it. You had only taken a few steps before you felt faint and quickly sat down on the edge of the countain. With looking around the cave and being so close to Dwayne, you had almost completely forgotten that you hadn’t eaten in days. Just then, your stomach growled. Dwayne sat down next to you and placed a gentle hand on your arm. “We’ll get you some food, okay.” Dwayne assured you. You nodded and thanked him with a smile. “How long has it been since you last ate?” He then asked you, remembering what you had said earlier about not having eaten for a while. “Uh. Three days I think.” You informed him. Dwayne’s eyes widened with shock. You looked up at his face to see the concerned look he was giving you. “Why haven’t you been eating? Are you okay?” His concern for you was clear through the look on his face and the tone of his voice. You didn’t understand why he cared so much. You shrugged at him. “I’m not exactly from here and I have no money and no family or friends here.” You told him. “Marko. Food.” You heard David say to Marko from behind you. You had turned around just in time to see Marko give David a nod before he quickly left the cave. 

After Marko had left. David turned his attention to you. “What did you mean when you said that you’re not exactly from here and you don’t have any family or friends here?” He asked, bringing his cigarette to his lips and taking a drag. “Are you a runaway or something?” He continued, eyebrow quirked and giving you a questioning look. You looked to Dwayne for a moment before turning your attention back to David. You debated on whether or not you should just tell them the truth, no matter how crazy it sounded. Deciding that you didn’t really have much to lose, since you had already lost everything, you chose the truth. “Well. This is going to sound insane and I doubt any of you would believe me but, I’m not from here. This town or this time.” You confessed. You could already see the looks of disbelief that they were giving you as you spoke. You told them that the last thing you remembered before waking up here, was going to bed and it being just like any other night. You told them that you were from the year 2022 and that you didn’t even live in or around this town. You told them that you didn’t have any friends or family here because your friends hadn’t even been born yet and that your parents hadn’t had you yet. After you were finished explaining everything, they stayed silent for a few moments before David spoke. “You’re right. We don’t believe you.” He told you. You were about to try and defend yourself, to ask him why the hell you would lie about something like this, but Dwayne spoke before you could. “I believe you.” He said, causing you to turn your head to look at him. You could tell that he was being truthful. You were honestly surprised that he believed you but you were grateful that he did. “Really, man? I mean, it sounds like something out of a movie.” Paul stated, finally jumping into the conversation. 

“Look. Believe me, don’t believe me. I don’t really care. I’m tired, hungry and just done with everything right now.” You told them, mostly Paul and David. You turned  to Dwayne. “Thank you for believing me. At least someone here does.” You told him with a grateful smile, to which he smiled back. “What are we believing?” Marko loudly questioned as he jumped down into the cave, food in his arms. As soon as you saw and smelled the food, your stomach let out a loud growl. God you were so fucking hungry. Noticing this, Dwayne quickly got up, made his way over to Marko and grabbed some food from him before making his way back over to you with it. You were practically drooling at the sight. “Here.” He said, handing you the food. “Eat as much as you want.” He told you. You quickly snatched food from his hands and immediately dug in, stuffing your face. Dwayne chuckled at the sight as he sat back down next to you. You muttered a “Thank you.” with a mouthful of food. The others got their own food and ate for a minute before Marko spoke again, not wanting his previous question to go unanswered. “So? What are we believing?” He asked again. Paul laughed a bit before answering him. “Well, it seems that y/n thinks she’s from the future.” He informed his brother. Marko turned to look at you, a grin creeping onto his face. “What, are you a Terminator sent back to kill someone or something?” He teasingly asked. You rolled your eyes at him. “No, but if I was, I’d definitely kill that piece of shit from the boardwalk.” You said, half joking, half serious. “Fucking asshole.” You muttered into your food. The guy really was an asshole. I mean, you didn’t even really do anything wrong. You just bumped into him but you apologized. This caused the others to laugh. Although everyone, except for Dwayne, thought you were crazy, they were starting to like you. You were funny and maybe you’d be a good little plaything for a while. That thought was quickly scrubbed when they saw the way that Dwayne was looking at you. 

The four had a silent conversation between them that involved Dwayne revealing that he was certain that you were his mate. “Well, I guess that means we can’t eat her.” Paul joked in his head, causing Dwayne to shoot him a glare. Paul threw his hands up. “My bad.” He said. You gave him a confused look, seeing as, to you, he had just randomly done that but whatever, you didn’t know these guys. Maybe they were just a bunch of weirdos. Over the next month or so, you would come to find that, yes, they were all in fact, weirdos. They were also vampires. When they told you about what they were, your eyes practically shot out of your head. You all but shouted in disbelief that they would think that you were the crazy one for saying you were from the future when they WERE FUCKING VAMPIRES!! They had eventually ended up believing you, or at least trusting that you were telling them the truth since, yeah, they were vampires, so why couldn’t time travel also be real. While you asked them question after question about vampires, they all bombarded you with questions about the future, mostly Paul and Marko. Over this time, you and Dwayne had gotten very close and had even started dating. He told you about how you were his mate but made sure to let you know that he didn’t want that information to make you feel obligated to be with him. It was your choice. It didn’t matter though, because even though you had only been here for a little over a month, you had found yourself falling hard for him. I mean, how could you not?

You had obviously been living in the cave with the boys, not having anywhere else to go. It didn’t bother you though, you loved it here. Although, it did take you a while to get used to their sleeping schedule. You did like to be awake for some of the day, just sitting around the cave, listening to music and reading some of Dwayne’s books, of which he had plenty. You had been sitting on the couch, reading a book that you were so engrossed by, that you didn’t even realize that it had gotten dark and the boys had woken up. You were pulled from your little world by Dwayne lifting your legs up, plopping himself down onto the couch and dropping your legs back down and onto his lap, his hands resting on top of them. You looked up and gave him a smile, to which he returned. “Morning.” You greeted him as you put the book to the side. “Morning, beautiful.” He greeted back, staring at you for a few seconds before suddenly pulling your body over to him and into a hug. You let out a surprised squeak as you were pulled onto his lap but quickly relaxed into him. “Did you get much sleep today?” Dwayne asked as he ran a hand up and down your thigh and rubbed your back with the other. Enjoying the soothing feeling he always gave you, you let out a content sigh. “Yeah. I woke up around 3pm. Been reading since then I guess.” You told him, your eyes now closed as your head leaned against his chest. Dwayne smiled down at you, his gaze filled with so much love. “How about we spend some time alone tonight? We can find a quiet part on the beach if you’d like.” Dwayne suggested. While you enjoyed hanging out with the whole group, you loved when it would be just you and him. You opened your eyes and looked up at him with a smile. “I’d like that.” You told him. 

After everyone was ready for the night, you all walked up to the bikes outside, Dwayne helping you onto the back of his. You all took off and were riding together towards the boardwalk but you and Dwayne soon turned in a different direction, splitting off from the group to find a secluded and quiet place for you to spend the night. Since Dwayne knew practically every inch of Santa Carla, he knew exactly where he was going to take you. Once there, he parked his bike and you both got off. Dwayne took your hand in his and led you down the slight hill and onto the sand. “Wait here. I’m gonna find some wood to make a bonfire.” He told you. You nodded. “Okay. Do you want some help?” You offered. He just gave you a grin. “I’ve got it, princess.” He said before walking off. You sat down in the sand and waited for him to get what he needed. You took this time to let your mind wander. You couldn’t believe that, less than two months ago, you were considering some bad things. You had always struggled with depression and suicidal thoughts. You felt so alone and disconnected from the world that it got to the point that you were finally going to give up. In a last ditch effort the night that you got into bed, before waking up here, you had bawled your eyes out and begged the universe to give you something, anything that could make your life worth living. All you had ever wanted was to love and be loved by someone, but you were never able to find that. Everyone that had ever entered your life had pretended to care for you and used you until they were done with you and then they left. They left you even more broken and alone than you had already been. You had finally realized that, maybe, you just weren’t worthy of anyone’s love. Then you woke up on this beach and a few days later, you met Dwayne. Not even in your wildest fantasies could you have imagined someone like Dwayne loving you. 

Even now, as you sit on the sand, watching Dwayne put together the bonfire for the both of you, you still felt like you were dreaming and, at any moment, you would wake up to find that it was just that, a dream. Once the fire had been lit, he turned to you, a proud smile on his face. Dwayne walked over to where you were and sat down behind you, resting his legs on either side of you and wrapping his arms around you, bringing you closer to him and resting his chin on your shoulder. “You okay there?” He asked. You turned your head to the side and leaned back a bit so you could face him. “I love you, Dwayne.” You told him with a smile on your face and happy tears pricking your eyes. “I was in such a bad place when I met you. I was on the verge of doing something very bad and you saved me.” You tearfully confessed to him. Dwayne seemed to be slightly caught off guard by your sudden shift in mood and your words, though he gave you a soft smile as he leaned in and gave you an equally as soft kiss. After pulling away, Dwayne rested his forehead against yours. “I love you too, y/n. I loved you from the moment I saw you. I’m sorry that you were in a bad place when we met and I will spend eternity making sure that you never feel that way again. I will make sure that you feel loved every single day and on the days you feel any darkness creeping its way back in, I will love you even more.” He said. No longer able to choke the sobs back, you let it out, only resulting in Dwayne holding you even tighter. “It’s okay, princess. Let it out.” He told you, and you did. You sobbed as Dwayne held you close to him. You weren’t crying because you were sad, no, you were crying because no one had loved you as much as him. No one had ever said anything like that to you before. After you had calmed down, you and Dwayne sat in a comfortable silence in each other's arms, watching as the flames of the bonfire flickered in the wind. 

Months had gone by since then and Dwayne had kept his word. He loved you every single day and in doing so, not a day went by that you ever felt that darkness that had once consumed you. You had now been here for almost a year. The most wonderful year, filled with so much love and laughter. Marko, Paul and David had since deemed you as their sister and god help anyone who messed with their sister. Someone could do something as small as give you a dirty look and they would mysteriously vanish, neve to be seen or heard from again. You spent every night with them, whether that be on the boardwalk or in the cave. You loved going out to the boardwalk, going on rides, playing the games, which you were admittedly kinda bad at but you would always walk away with some kind of prize thanks to one of the boys. You loved hanging around the bikes, Dwayne’s arm always around you making you feel a constant sense of safety, as you all joked around. Equally so, you loved the nights that you would all stay back at the cave, Paul and Marko jumping around like two sugar filled toddlers making you laugh. David was the one that took the longest to bond with and for a while, you thought that maybe he didn’t like you as much as the others did. That all changed when one night, Dwayne had gone off to feed and you were with the others. You told them that you needed to use the bathroom and that you would be back in a minute. On your way back, a surfer nazi had cat called you and come over to you, getting a bit too handsy, but almost as quickly as it started, it stopped. You didn’t know it but David had been watching you to make sure you were safe and that’s when he saw the guy start to harass you. He threw him to the ground, making a mental note to make a meal out of him later. He then threw an arm over your shoulder and turned to you to ask if you were okay, to which you nodded. He then glared at the guy and asked him what the hell made him think that he could lay a hand on his sister. From that moment on, you and David had gotten closer with each other, just as you, Paul and Marko had gotten close.

You and Dwayne had just gotten back to the cave after having a bit of a date night. He had taken you to a place that overlooked the whole town. The both of you spent the night talking, as you usually did, and took in the view, holding each other close. Everything in your life was just so perfect and you were so happy. Spending the last hour or so cuddling in your nest before Dwayne eventually left to go join the boys to sleep. He wouldn’t always sleep in the same part of the cave as the boys. Some days he would sleep with you in your nest but tonight wasn’t one of those nights. You and Dwayne shared a long kiss and exchanged I love yous before he left. You fell asleep with a smile on your face, as you did every night now. Though when you woke up, you would feel like your world had been shattered into a million tiny pieces, along with your heart. 

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Pt 2 Fem Reader x Dwayne TW: Language, suicide I got the inspiration for this fic MONTHS ago after reading @theyreonlynoodlesmike ‘s It’s Just a Movie and The Sequel fics and have FINALLY written it. Everyone should go and read it because it is AMAZING!!

Opening your eyes, you looked around to find that you were back in your bedroom. Once it registered in your mind where you were, you shot up out of bed in a panic. “No, no, no, no, no.” You said, tears already falling from your eyes. This can’t be happening. You can’t be back here. You squeezed your eyes shut, hoping that when you opened them back up, you would find yourself back in the cave and in Dwayne’s arms. “Please, please.” You quietly begged. You slowly cracked your eyes open only to find that you were still in your bedroom. Nothing had changed. A chorus of heart wrenching sobs escaped you as your legs gave out and you crumbled to the floor. Why was this happening? After years of feeling nothing but emptiness and darkness, you had finally been happy. Ever since you met Dwayne, your life had been filled with nothing but love and happiness. You had finally felt like you belonged somewhere and that you finally had someone who truly loved you, only to have all of that cruelly ripped away from you. You didn’t know just how long you had laid on the floor, curled in on yourself and crying until you had nothing left. Soon, you fell asleep, completely and utterly exhausted and just hoping that when you woke up again, this would turn out to be some kind of horrible nightmare. 

Sadly, you had woken up the next day to find that you had not, in fact, dreamt all of this and that if seemed like no time had passed since you had been gone. Months went by and with the warm light that Dwayne shone on you that kept the darkness at bay now gone, that all too familiar darkness had crept its way back into your life and your mind. You tried your hardest to think of Dwayne and the others in those times to try and distract yourself, to try and live in your own little world where you were still there with them, but it never worked. It felt like all of your most precious memories with them were being infected and twisted into something diseased. Something dark and crooked, your mind warping the memories and making you think that they had never happened. That it was all some twisted trick that your mind had played on you. You almost gave into those thoughts but you knew deep down that it was real, they were real. Dwayne, he was real and so was the love that you held for each other. You didn’t know if reminding yourself of that comforted you, or just made it all the worse because you knew that you would never see him again. You wondered if he or the others had realized that you were gone. What would they think? Would they think that you had run away? Or maybe that something had happened to you and you were dead. Would they even care? Would they miss you as much as you miss them? Would Dwayne find someone else and move on as if you had never even existed? There they were again. The dark thoughts that always seemed to turn your thoughts and fill you with dark what ifs. 

Over the months that you had been back, you fell back into your old habits of drinking and getting high with your “friends”. Though it seemed that things were even worse than they were before, you having tasted what it was like to feel the euphoria that came with loving someone and having that love returned tenfold. Constantly, you tried to chase that high that you once felt when you were with Dwayne, though you knew deep down that you would never find that in these drugs or in the company of the people you surround yourself with. You had thought for months about just doing what you had planned on doing before you met Dwayne. The only thing that stopped you, was the promise that you had made Dwayne. He made you promise him that you would never try anything like that, that you would come to him if you ever felt the urge to harm yourself and he would do everything in his power to make you feel better. But after a year of struggling to keep moving, to just keep yourself breathing, you had finally given up. The only thing that had ever made your life worth living, worth holding onto, was Dwayne and now with him no longer by your side, you just didn’t see the point in life anymore. You didn’t want to live in a world without him in it. When you first got back, you did have an idea. Maybe you could go to Santa Carla and find him. If he was a vampire, then he would still be alive today, right? Well, when you looked up the town, you felt your heart sink. It didn’t even exist, at least not in your world. You guessed that not only were you sent back through time but also to a different universe entirely. 

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When Dwayne woke up that night, he immediately knew that something was wrong. It just felt off. Leaving the part of the cave where he and the boys slept, Dwayne first made his way over to your nest to check on you. Once he reached your nest and made his way inside, where he felt a surge of panic rip through his body. You weren’t there and your scent, while still there, was so faint that it indicated to him that you hadn’t been there in a while. In a blind panic, Dwayne tore through the cave in search of you, gaining the attention and worry of his brothers. “Woah! Hey, just calm down, alright.” David told Dwayne but it seemed as if his voice fell on deaf ears as Dwayne continued. Paul made his way over to Dwayne and grabbed a tight hold of his shoulders as he spun him around to face him. “Just tell us what’s wrong, man. Maybe we can help.” Paul offered, trying to calm his brother down and find out what the hell had gotten into him. “Y/n’s gone.” Dwayne said, jaw clenched and looking as though he was on the verge of breaking down completely. “Maybe she went for a walk or something. She’s done it before.” Marko offered and he was right. There had been times where you had gone out for walks while the boys slept. “This is different. She would have been back by now, she would have left a note or something.” Dwayne said, moving over to sit on the edge of the fountain and holding his head in his hands. The others exchanged a quick look before silently agreeing on something. “We’ll all split up and search the whole of Santa Carla if we have to. We’ll find her.” David told Dwayne, resting a reassuring hand on his shoulder. That’s how the boys spent the night. They searched every inch of Santa Carla but came up with nothing, only causing Dwayne to become even more distraught. 

A couple of months went by and, while they searched every night, they never found any sign of you. While it was very clear that Dwayne was the most torn up, Paul, David and Marko were also heartbroken by your disappearance. You were their sister and they loved you and to wake up one night to find that you were just gone without a trace, it killed them. Marko had come up with a bit of a theory. He thought that, maybe, whatever had brought you here, had just sent you back. When he brought this idea up to Dwayne, he was immediately yelled at. “NO! She’s here somewhere! She HAS to be!” After that, none of them spoke about what they thought may have happened to you again. Dwayne felt so empty without you. He feared what may have happened to you. Had someone taken you and hurt you? Did you go on a walk, get hurt and weren’t able to move? Did you hurt yourself again like how you had told him that you did in the past? Then he thought about what Marko had said. Maybe you really had just been sent back to your own time and if that was the case, he feared what you may do now that he wasn’t there to protect you. You had told him all about your mental health problems, though you reassured him that since you had been there, you hadn’t had any of those dark thoughts that you usually did. He did make you promise him that you would never try to hurt yourself again and if you ever felt the urge, to come to him and he would do whatever he had to to make you feel better. But he wasn’t with you now.

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Tonight you had gone to hang out with your friends at one of your usual hang out spots. All you guys really did was get messed up and listen to music. Since getting back, you hadn’t told anyone about what had happened and even if you did, you knew that no one would believe you. I mean, you were drunk and or high most of the time, so anyone you told would just assume you were tripping hard on whatever you were on. Even though you were currently surrounded by people, you felt so alone. Their laughs, voices and the music was just static to you as your mind wandered back to Dwayne and the others. You wondered what they would be doing right now. As you had made a habit out of doing, you tried to imagine that you were back with them, hanging out in the cave, listening to music and laughing with them. You tried to imagine that you were sitting next to Dwayne, his arm around you and, for a brief moment, you could almost feel him. You felt so broken without him, more so than before you met him. You felt the tears start to come and not wanting anyone to see you cry and ask questions to which you wouldn’t be able to answer, you stood to leave. “Hey, where ya going, y/n? You’re gonna miss out on the party.” One of your friends questioned. You looked back briefly. “I’m all partied out. I’m gonna go for a walk.” You told him. He just shrugged and turned back to the others and with that, you walked off. 

You walked around for a while, not exactly knowing where you were going until you got there. You soon found yourself standing in a place that you often went to when you wanted to be alone. It was a grassy area atop a cliff that overlooked a large wooded area below. It was quiet and secluded. You sat down on the grass, dangling your legs over the edge. You sat there for a while, just thinking about everything that had happened and eventually, your thoughts went back to Dwayne. You felt your tears finally spill onto your cheeks as you realized what you were going to do. You felt terrible about breaking the promise that you had made Dwayne, but you just couldn’t go on like this. You couldn’t go on without him, it hurt too much. Standing back up, you lined your feet up with the edge of the cliff. Your heart was racing but, at the same time, you felt a small sense of relief wash over you. “I’m so sorry, Dwayne but I can’t do this without you. I tried, I really did. Please forgive me.” You cried as you spoke into the air, knowing that he wouldn’t hear you but you needed to say it. “I love you. Forever.” Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath and stepped off. You felt the rush of the wind for a few seconds before… 

For the second time, you landed on the ground with a harsh thud. You could feel your body ache as you lay there. It took your brain a few moments to register that you hadn’t died. Confused, you slowly opened your eyes, to find that it was still night. That’s when you felt the sand against your skin, causing you to shoot up. You frantically looked around to find that you were in the same place that you had woken up the first time. You were back. Without a second thought, you got to your feet and sprinted straight for the boardwalk, hoping and praying that they were there already. You made it there a lot quicker this time, your adrenaline pumping and fueling you to run faster than you had ever ran before. You practically tripped up the steps of the boardwalk, causing some people to give you strange looks but you didn’t care about that. You tore through the boardwalk, trying to get to where the boys usually parked their bikes. Breaking through the crowd, you felt your heart skip a beat. They were here. You ran straight in their direction, the comotion you were causing, caused the boys to turn their heads to see what was going on and that’s when Dwayne saw you. Immediately, he raced towards you as you raced towards him, launching yourself into his arms when you got close enough, to which he caught you and pulled you into the tightest hug. You buried your head into his neck, inhaling his scent, as he did the same. You tried to say something, anything, but you couldn’t get your brain to cooperate. All you could do was sob into him as he held you. They others had also come over to where you and Dwayne were, equally as happy to see you. 

Finally, you pulled your head out of his neck to look at him as he set you back down onto your feet but still keeping a very tight hold on you. “You’re back. I thought I’d never see you again. What happened? Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Dwayne hurriedly asked you, looking you over to make sure you were all in one piece. “I’m okay now. I don’t know what happened. I-” You tried to choke back another sob. “I missed you so much.” You said and Dwayne pulled you back in for another hug. The others also shared their happiness of you being back and telling you that they missed you too. David then said that you should all go back to the cave so you could all talk somewhere more private. Getting on the back of Dwayne’s bike for the first time in what felt like forever and having your arms around him while you rested your head on his back, felt like pure heaven. You thought that you would never see any of them again. After getting back to the cave, you all talked about what had happened, Dwayne never once letting go of you and you never letting go of him either. You told them how you had woken up back in your room, how you had planned on going to Santa Carla to find them, only to find out that the town didn’t exist. You told them that it had been a year for you, while they informed you that it had only been four months for them. None of you knew how that worked but you were all just glad that you were back. They asked you how you got back and, not wanting to tell them all about what you had just done, you just told them that you didn’t know. Though, when you and Dwayne had gone back to your nest at the end of the night to be alone, you felt like you should tell him. 

You and Dwayne were laying on your bed in each other's arms when you decided to tell him. “Dwayne?” You said, gaining his attention. “Yeah?” He asked, looking down at you. “I need to tell you something. I- I did something right before I got back here.” You quietly told him. You were worried about what his reaction would be, but you knew he deserved to know. Dwayne brought his hand up to your face and brushed the hair out of the way. “What happened, love? Tell me.” He softly encouraged. The way he was looking at you made you feel so guilty about what you were about to tell him. “I- I know I promised and I tried to keep that promise, I swear. But I was so lonely and broken without you. I couldn’ take it. I didn’t want to live in a world without you, so I-” The last words were difficult to get out. Dwayne knew what you were about to say and it broke his heart but he kept silent and let you finish. “I tried to kill myself.” The last part coming out as a whisper, shame and regret filling your voice. You let your tears fall as Dwayne pulled you into him. You buried your face into his chest as he rubbed your back, letting you get it all out. “It’s okay. You’re okay now. I’m so sorry I wasn’t there to protect you like I promised.” You could hear his voice crack slightly as he spoke. You pulled away to look up at him. “I love you, Dwayne. So much. I just couldn’t do it without you.” You told him. “I love you too, y/n. Forever. I promise you that I will find a way to make sure you are never alone again. If it’s the last thing I do.” The both of you laid in each other’s arms for a while before you had a thought. You didn’t know if it would work, but it was worth a try. “I think I might have an idea.” You suddenly told him. Dwayne gave you a curious look and urged you to continue. “Well. What if you turned me?” You told him. 

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You looked over at Dwayne from your spot on the couch as he skated around the cave, sending you a wink as he passed you. It’s been twenty years since you had asked Dwayne to turn you. It seems like your idea had worked. The last twenty years have been the most amazing years of your life. You spent every night with your three best friends/brothers and the man that you loved more than anything. And still, not a single night goes by where Dwayne doesn’t find some way to make sure you know just how much he loves you. Forever is a long time, but not long enough for you. Though, you guess it will be good enough for now. 

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TW: Heavy smut, language, basically you are getting face fucked by daddy Dwayne

“Come here.” Dwayne ordered. You eagerly complied and crawled over to the edge of the bed where he was standing. “Unbuckle my belt.” He ordered again, to which you complied. You undid Dwayne’s belt and then looked back up at him, waiting for your next order. “Good girl. Now undo my pants and take them off.” He told you. Your hands shaking with anticipation, you unbuttoned his jeans before sliding them down, pulling his boxers along with them. Dwayne’s huge cock sprang free from his pants as you slid them down his thighs. Dwayne grabbed the back of your neck in a tight grip. Dwayne held his cock in his other hand, pointing it towards your face. “Suck it, princess. Suck daddies cock.” He growled as he brought your face closer to the head. You didn’t resist, instead, you opened your mouth, sticking out your tongue and licking the head of his cock, causing Dwayne to let out a throaty moan. You took the head into your mouth, slowly swallowing him. You wanted to go slow but Dwayne had other ideas as he pushed himself deeper into your mouth, making you gag but he held your head there, not letting you get away. “Fuck!” He breathed out as almost all of him was now inside you. 

It wasn’t long before Dwayne had started thrusting his cock in and out of your mouth. He was practically fucking your face at this point. Saliva was running down your chin and every now and then you would gag, causing Dwayne to moan at the sensation it brought. “Fuck, your mouth feels so good around my cock, princess.” He praised you as he continued to fuck your face. You moved your hands to his hips, running them over his hips and to his ass. Every now and then, Dwayne would pull his cock out of your mouth, letting you breathe as he took in the sight of you before he plunged his cock back into your mouth and continued to fuck it. Dwayne released your neck and moved his hands to the back of your head, grabbing hold of fistfuls of your hair and using that as leverage to bring your head in to meet his thrusts. “I’m so close.” He moaned. “I’m going to cum down your throat. Would you like that, princess? Hmm?” Dwayne asked, knowing that he would get no answer. “Of course you would.” He said with a chuckle. You felt Dwayne’s thrusts become more and more sloppy as he was approaching his orgasm. With a final few thrusts, Dwayne let out an animalistic growl and moan as he rammed his cock into your throat, holding your head in place as he came.

You did your best to swallow all of his cum and breathe at the same time. You didn’t know how you managed it, but you did. Finally, Dwayne released your head, pulling it off of his cock and looked down at you. “Such a good girl, taking me like that and swallowing my cum.” He praised you. He then leaned down to you and pulled you into a hard kiss. After pulling away and standing back up, Dwayne watched as you laid back on the bed, your eyes droopy. “I hope you don’t think that we are done here. There was a lot more in those stories that we need to do and I’m just getting started.” Dwayne informed you as he climbed onto the bed, already hard again and ready to fuck you.