#sxnnimoon

The day started normal. It was peaceful, nothing to worry about. It was perfect if you wanted to go to that degree. As you sat on the porch in your rocker, you admired the nature in front of you. There was a haze of fog but that didn’t take away from the scenery you loved time and time again. The way the sun rays beamed through illuminating the dew that laid on the yard. As you sipped your tea you thought about how you’d spend the day. It had been a while since you’d had this amount of free time from schooling and meetings. It made you feel overwhelmed with the amount of things you could do.

As your mug sits empty in your hands you get up to head back in. “Maybe I’ll get some shopping done.” you thought to yourself. One would think you never came home after each schedule as you never really took notice of just how bare your fridge and shelves had gotten from the late night snacking.

“Yeah..” you dragged out. “We definitely need food in here to survive..” you’d said ‘We’ in meaning Yeonjun and yourself. More so him as any chance he’d gotten he was over. Closing the door you made your way up to your bedroom, stopping as you’re to walk past the guest bedroom. The bed lay empty, once occupied by the sly fox himself.

“I’ll be back in time for dinner.” he had joked pointing at you as you shook your head rolling over to peer at the clock on the nightstand.

“It’s 4:35am, please go bother someone else.” You grumbled at the taller one who only responded with a light chuckle. Before leaving, he placed a kiss on your forehead making your face scrunch up.

“You end up late. You’re sleeping in the barn.” you said jokingly making a face before turning back for bed, earning a chuckle from him.

“I make no promises.” his smile soft but bright lighting his whole face as he departed.

Your smile at the memory from this morning you both had shared soon turned into a small frown. It was complicated when it came to you both. More or less Him. One minute he’s your best friend the next he’s making you feel like his. His. The idea seemed crazy to think about but you couldn’t help it as it became a frequent occurrence. One would see it as just being friendly, others may not. But to you? The gesture filled your body with warmth. And that was dangerous..

Getting your clogs on you looked over your outfit one more time, pushing the idea of him and whatever it was you were feeling aside as you grabbed your purse and keys and headed out. There was no plan for where you’d start, as long as you got essentials and things that’d last for a bit you were set.

As you roamed each aisle you had a fair amount in your cart already. You’d checked off a lot from your list and this was only the first store of many others.

“This is going to cost me so much I can feel it.” You talked to yourself as you giggled.

As you checked off another item you had something come to mind. “I should get his favorites for dinner tonight.” You set the shrimp chips down in the cart before you rounded the corner, stopping in your tracks at the voice you’d heard. It was Yeonjun, and a smile started to form upon seeing him. He must have been on break and came to grab a few things before heading back. You planned to approach him by nudging him with the cart when you saw someone come around the corner. Stopping in your tracks the cart nearly takes you out. You’d recognize that orange hair anywhere. It was Yeji, a common friend between you both that you’d hang out with in group settings. The only difference? Never individually/alone. It caused a sense of alarm in you but you thought nothing of it and quickly turned around and went to check out before they noticed you and left.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” You spoke to yourself.

You didn’t have a problem with Yeji by any means but there were moments where she was more friendly than supposed friends are supposed to be and normally you didn’t have a problem with it but something clearly changed. You were never the type to immediately assume especially if he was supposed to be your best friend right? Right? Doing your best to brush it off you continue on with your day getting a few more things elsewhere and heading back home to start preparing for dinner.

As 5:30pm came around you were midway with dinner when he stopped by.

“Y/n?” he’d call.

“Kitchen!” you’d answer him as you were mid stir, turning when you felt his presence. A smile coming to your face. “Hii!”

“Hi lovely.” he said, coming to you making you tiptoe awaiting the forehead kiss he’d been continuing but it didn’t happen. Instead he just side hugged you. It wasn’t a foreign gesture, just not the one you had been expecting as of recently. Brushing down whatever was brewing you smiled brighter in hopes to hide the touch of sadness you felt.

“Hungry?” you asked him.

“Very.” he gave a small smile before setting his things down on the island behind you like he owned the place.

Turning the stove top off you transferred the pan to the island counter top where the two plates you had prepped were as you transferred the noodles and stir fry you made to them. Pouring the last bit on his plate you felt a vibration, looking to your right it was his phone. Notifications from KKT popped up, you were going to look away assuming it was just the other 4 but you saw her name.

“It’s fine. It’s fine. You’re being dramatic.” you said under your breath.

“Y/n?” he said, pulling you away from your thoughts.

“Hm? Yeah?” you shook your head looking at him.

“Everything good..?” he asked walking to you as he grabbed his phone.

“Oh yeah, I'm alright. Kinda zoned out but I think it's because I'm hungry.” you played it off.

“Let’s get some food for you.” he gave a small smile while taking the plates to the dining room.

As you scrolled twitter that night you noticed a few tweets that looked cryptic from Yeji. You didn’t think anything of it but reached out to let her know you were here if she needed to talk. Almost instantly you were shut down.

Weird, you thought. Normally you can talk to one another. You responded back before closing your phone for the night and laid there staring at the ceiling.

It’s nothing. Just get some sleep, you told yourself.

Weeks went by and the thoughts you tried so hard to push down resurfaced. It’s not like you were trying to bring them back up, yet here you were. Yeonjun had been on a trip with the others and would be away for about a week. You missed him but knew he was having fun from all the posts he was doing. You hadn’t heard from him for a little bit and the day he was supposed to return was just less than a day away. You tried not to worry but knew he was alright seeing the official posts and the interactions he was giving that you decided to text him. The conversation went well, he filled you in on everything you both laughed and it was great. The conversation had died down but you weren’t upset. You went back to working on a few things before heading to bed. As you lay down and get comfortable you open your texts with him and send your usual good night message before drifting off.

When you awoke in the morning you did your usual morning routine before checking your phone. When you got to checking you noticed you didn’t get a response.

“Not a big deal.” you shrugged. He probably just didn’t see it. As you checked your notifications you saw something and clicked it, it was photos of Yeji and him together out wandering. What was supposed to be a “group” trip was in fact not. In that moment that single notification furthered the suspicions cooking in your mind. Those thoughts you pushed away were finally becoming a reality. Did you have feelings? No? Then why does it hurt more than you expected it to. You weren’t reading into it, it was clear as day what it meant. You couldn’t think straight. What was supposed to be a day spent getting the house ready for his arrival back was spent crying and feeling worthless for your emotions getting the best of you. You didn’t wanna believe your suspicions of them both but that alone was enough to put everything in motion.

Was it all in your head? Was it real? Was he just stringing you along before someone else came along?

Were you reading into it all wrong?

As you lay there in your head you didn’t notice you drifted to sleep. It wasn’t until you heard the key in the door did you wake up. You’d forgotten he had a key. You didn’t even give yourself time to think on what you were going to say before you were up and right in front of him.

“Tell me the truth.” you blurted out.

“Woah..hello to you too, what truth?” he looked at you, eyes furrowed. A look of confusion on his face.

“Don’t play dumb right now Daniel.” His eyes widened at the use of his English name.

“I don’t even know what you’re going on about,” he backed into the now closed front door.

“Are you with her?” You said straight faced, getting to the point. “Or have feelings for her?”

“What?” he still wasn’t getting what you were saying.

“I saw you with Yeji.” you finally said. “The day you were supposed to be in rehearsals. I saw you both together while I was out.”

His face dropped as he realized what you meant.

“That’s not what it looked like-” you raised your hand for him to stop talking.

“What’s the point?” you sighed. “What’s the point in trying to defend yourself when there’s proof?”

“I...” he couldn’t form any words for a second.

Silence filled the space, he was now sitting at the front door. You are sitting at the bottom of the staircase, head in your hands.

“Do you love me?” you break the silence, running a hand over your face and then through your hair.

Silence.

“Do you even care for me in that way?” Your voice cracked slightly as emotions began to take over.

Silence once more.

You nodded, aware of what he was thinking without even saying it. His silence was the only answer you needed. Shifting in your spot you wiped your eyes of the few tears that had fallen. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him. As you walked away towards the couch. An hour had passed as you lay on the couch, you must have fallen asleep at some point because when you awoke your eyes hurt from the tears and the house was silent once more. Looking around you didn’t see him. Did he leave? Was he still here? You had many things running through your mind as you dragged yourself up the stairs and to your bathroom to wash away your sadness and grogginess. As you changed you found yourself standing in front of the door, hand just resting on the doorknob. Were you afraid? Would he be there or would he have booked it by now? So many things came to mind as she finally turned the knob, opening it to a moonlit hall. As you came down the stairs, the living room came into view as you saw the patio door open and him appear.

Your eyes meet but the gaze doesn’t hold for long as you look away.

Sitting back down at the bottom of the stairs you kept your distance as you looked to the floor, a few tears falling as you bit your lip out of habit to stop yourself from sobbing more. Were you too late? Should you have stood your ground sooner? You’d do anything for him and yet.. You were pulled from your thoughts when you heard the creaking of the sofa as he finally sat down. Eyes flicking up you saw him, body facing you as his eyes peered into you. Tears began to brim once again as you were under his gaze. You’d froze seeing him get up before standing the second he began approaching you. It was as if times stopped as he stood in front of you in silence. Yeonjun reached for your hand but you pulled away. You didn’t want to be touched by him in the moment no matter how badly your soul craved him.

“I..” was all you said before he took over.

“I love you.” It was as if he finished your sentence. Those three words.

“No you don’t.” You couldn’t help the scoff that left your mouth. “Please don’t play with me right now.” You croaked out.

“But I do.” His voice is calm.

“I can’t take it anymore.” You try to push past him as he follows, denial is all you can think of. “Yet you’re with her.”

“Why would I be with her?” His brows furrow. “Are you listening to yourself right now?”

You stop in your tracks turning to him.

“Listen to myself?” You point to yourself. “That’s all I’ve been doing and I still can’t figure out if you’re messing with me or not.”

He doesn’t speak, only listens.

“Every kiss, every hug, every lingering hug.” You count in your hand as you feel your blood boil of frustration. “Every night you’d stay in my bed instead of the guest one meant nothing.”

You’d gained confidence as you had tears filled in your eyes.

“God!” You exclaimed, hands coming to your hair holding it. “Do you know how much I love you?” He asks.

All you do is sniffle as you wipe tears.

“Don’t feed me this now.” You avoided his gaze.

“Do you know how much it consumes me?” He inches closer. “Just how much you run through my mind?”

“I ache, I pine, I perish.” He’s backed you into the counter top.

“Every thought had of you is a flame I cannot tame—”

You scoffed at him, not wanting to believe him or his words.

“Will you just listen for fucks sake?” His voice now raised. “So damn stubborn to realize you’re who I want. You’re who I crave. You don’t think I feel what you do right now over seeing me with someone else? You don’t think it kills me seeing you around the guys? How much I’d wish it were me who was hugging you, touching you. But her?” He rolls his eyes. “She is nothing compared to what you are, who you are. You have bewitched me, utterly and irrevocably. You are my want, my weakness, my wonder.”

He had tears in his eyes. The passion, the yearning, the desire of his words did you in. He just confessed. You couldn’t deny any of it. You just knew. You raised a shaky hand towards his face, he welcomed it. The touch of warmth filled you as he leaned into your hand.

“You mean it?” Your eyes search his, breath hitching as his own hand comes to your face wiping your tear stained eyes and cheeks.

“Every word. Every syllable.” His smile is genuine, gentle and sweet. “You’re mine, you’ve been mine, you will always be mine.”

Emotions at the surface and taking over your arms wrapped around his neck as your lips met his. His own settling at your waist, fingers gripping tight but comfortably. The hold on your waist sending you into a frenzy. Your lips moving as one as the kiss deepened and deepened.

“Forever?” You pull away just before things escalate, your fingers move to the strings of his hoodie tightening around them bringing him close.

“Forever.” He whispered, leaning in once more. This time to lift you on to the counter more comfortably as his lips are back on you hungrily, taking them into his own lightly biting. A fight for dominance didn’t exist for how equally possessive and passionate the kisses you were sharing were. Hands wandering, he removed your shirt and threw it somewhere in the kitchen before removing his own as your finger kept toying with the hem. Shoes are long gone.

As he lifts you once more he makes his way up the stairs and to your bedroom. Setting you on the mattress he wastes no time getting on top of you, his knee sliding between your legs nudging them apart as it brushes against your center. Sensation spreading through you.

“Do you want this?” He pants.

You nod.

“Words.” He says. “I need words.”

“Yes.” You gain your voice. “I want this.”

He repeats himself once more needing the confirmation despite the hand looped on his waist band of his sweats and undergarments pulling them down his body. Your own joining his somewhere along your floor. Gaining your confidence back you flip you both. Situating on top of his lap you peer down at him beneath. The sudden takeover excites him more as he doesn’t fight. He continues to let you do as you wish as you rock your hips against him, the feeling of him running through your folds getting you both off as you coat him. You watch as his face is locked into where you both meet. He watches as you lift yourself slowly, fingers gripping him firmly guiding him. Mouth a gape head threatening to fall back but he wouldn’t allow it. Your touch was intoxicating, a drug he didn’t want to come off. The feeling of you sinking down immediately sending his eyes to the back of his skull. You were perfect. A moan slipping from your lips that you couldn’t help. You were full and didn’t want to end it so soon but you couldn’t wait.

“Doing okay?” You asked, reassurance in your voice wanting to make sure he wanted to continue this time.

“Yes.” It was breathless and eager, no hesitation behind the word. “Please.”

His fingers gripping the flesh of your behind to back his words. Moving your hips you couldn’t help the agonizingly slow pace. This was long overdue and you weren’t going to waste it. Hands on his chest to ground yourself you lift your hips just enough off him before snapping this down, the moan slipping from his lips almost a whine as the pace quickened the more you rolled your hips along him, bouncing occasionally. You couldn’t deny the pleasure you were bringing him but also to yourself. The more sounds he gave the more it encouraged your pace. You’d started to slow when he took the opportunity to flip you both, his lips coming to yours before pulling away as you locked eyes. He was truly a sight, dark hair disheveled and fallen to his face just barely covering his dark orbs with just enough visibility to take in your entire presence beneath him. A hand coming up running along those now swollen pillowy lips of his, the same lips you’d fawn over endlessly. The same lips You watched as he moved down your body. Leaving bites and lingering kisses as he situated himself between your legs.

The feeling of his breath lingering over your cunt made your chest rise and fall with anticipation. The plush and softness of his lips sent shivers through your body as they situated into a kiss on your mound. He wasted no time, diving right in his tongue gliding through your folds eliciting a cry from you making you cover your mouth.

“Ah uh.” He corrected you, the loss of his mouth on you making you whine. “Hide those sounds and we stop. I want to hear as you fall apart.”

The command made your head spin, he waited and watched like a fox on its prey before his lips and tongue were back as he added a finger. Watching how you reacted, taking in and studying your body as he worked you. You could feel yourself slipping towards release, as could he.

“You will cum when I say.” His voice is demanding but also sincere.

“Please.” You just about whimper. “Please let me. Please.”

You could feel his lips form a smirk against you at your pleas. He had you right where he wanted.

“Hold it.” He said, removing his lips as he worked two fingers in you, coming up to watch you contort and twitch in the pleasure being built up. “Just a little more.”

“I can’t, I can’t.” You breathe out trying your hardest to refrain.

“Now.” Was all you needed to hear as you gripped around his fingers cumming hard.

No time to waste as he parked himself between your legs and tapped himself against your folds running through them once more, watching the way you react. The second he slid himself inside a chill ran down his spine. He watched as you let go, not hiding your moans. Fisting for the sheets to hold onto something as he picked up the pace. Yeonjun couldn’t help but watch where you both connected, he watched as he slid in and out getting lost in you.

You didn’t have time to think once again as one hand snaked under you and flipped you to all fours. Bum in the air his hands coming to caress the mounds of flesh adorn your body as he lined himself up once again and entered you nearly bottoming out from the new position as he began pounding into you. The sound of skin on skin and your moans becoming one were the only sounds to be heard. One hand on your hip as the other finds its way to your shoulder gripping it as he brings you both to the edge of cumming. His thrusts become sloppy as he nears, your moans become whimpers.

“There we go, atta girl.” He praises. “Go on, let go. Cum for me.”

You were seeing stars as you cried out of pleasure cumming around him feeling him let go at the same time. Giving himself a second before pulling out you whimpered from the loss as he joined next to you, both of you silent as you regulate your breathing. Sleep threatening to take over, you were in and out you hadn’t even realized he was cleaning you up until the coolness of the towel touched your inflamed skin making you flinch.

“Shh,” he cooed. “Sleep, I’ll take care of this.”

Tags: arranged marriage, sugar baby x sugar daddy, close proximity, smut/sexual acts(there is plot I promise), secrecy

Summary: He’s the man you’ve been arranged to marry that you’ve never met til now, the only problem? He’s also the man you’ve been a sugar baby for, for months. You know everything about him, he only knows your body and voice. Will you confess? Will you break the sugar baby agreement or just how long will you go to keep it hidden?

A/N: If anyone would like to be tagged please let me know!!

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Last Update: 06/14/25

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It was already 9 pm by the time you finished getting yourself ready and headed out the door. The constant ringing of your phone filled the Uber as your friends asked if you truly were coming. Upon arrival at the club, you could already feel the bass coursing through your veins as the bass could be heard from outside the building. You could already tell it was going to be a good night as you got to your section and your best friend was already handing you drinks.

“FINALLY!” She said shoving drinks at you. “Catch up.”

You shook your head giggling as you downed the various drinks and shots you were handed.

“She’s just about drunk, and we’ve been here 40 minutes,” Lei said, hugging you.

“Almost?? She pre-gamed an hour before we got here, she’s been drunk.” Loni said from his spot on the couch, clearly not on the level of your lightweight friend.

“It’s okay Loni baby, I’ll entertain you tonight if you want.” You smirked downing another drink.

His eyes shifted to you before hiding the rosey blush evident on his face.

“Aww did I make you flustered?” you smirked, teasing him.

He just bit his lip and shook his head.

“In your dreams baby, in your dreams.” He said, pushing you away playfully.

An hour went by as you stood there for a bit drinking and giggling with your friends just swaying to the music, having yet to hit the dance floor. You’d been scanning the club people watching at the bodies everywhere as they danced anywhere or made out for all to see. Eyes shifting they landed on a section opposite yours, it was a group of people. Celebs it seemed like, one in particular catching your eye as you took in his taller frame from your smaller one. Glasses perched on his nose, shirt cut lowly, a single button holding it closed complimented with black slacks hugging him nicely. Sipping your drink you drank him in, eyes moving back up to his face only to be met by his own eyes drinking you in making you startled for getting caught. A smile formed on his face as he nodded at you, whether it was the alcohol you could feel an attraction towards him. Feeling a pair of hands on you, you jumped drink nearly flying for how entranced you were by the mystery man.

“Who the fu-” Turning around fast you were met with Kai.

“Don’t do that.” You playfully nudged him, making him chuckle.

“Hi to you too.” He smirked.

“Hi.” You giggled handing him a shot.

“I see you didn’t waste any time, yet you haven’t made it to the floor.” He said, smiling at you.

“I was waiting for you.” You winked.

“Cute.” He shook his head. “Do you want-”

He was cut off.

“Y/N LET'S GO THIS IS OUR SONG.” Tati practically screamed, pulling you away from Kai who only shook his head laughing as you both nearly tumbled down the stairs, drinks in hand.

Finally, on the dance floor, you let the mashup of After Hours and House of Balloons by The Weeknd take over your body, guiding your every move as you're dancing carefree. You could feel the alcohol coursing through your body as you danced while sipping your drink as you did so completely unaware of the eyes locked in on you from above. The lyrics “You belong to me” repeated in the stranger's head as your body moved with ease as you took in the beat like it was yours. Funny how a very small interaction, from afar no doubt could have someone so hooked on another.

You were holding on to Tati’s waist as she danced on you when you felt a pair of hands on yours. Lost in the Fire begins playing as you let go of Tati, taking full control of your body and dancing up against the stranger behind you. You didn’t mind, hell nor did you care. You were here to have fun. They pulled you in closer, hands gliding allowing your body and your arms to come up to wrap around their neck fingers

immediately entangling with their hair. You knew it was a guy judging by the grip he had on your body with just one hand and drink in the other and the not-so-little bulge resting against your ass as you ground into him. The feeling of his hands on your body sent daggers everywhere. His fingers danced along your body leaving you desperate for his touch. Eyes looking forward you took notice of the fact that Tati had disappeared, looking around you noticed her dancing a few feet away with her hook-up of the night. As the song changed once more you turned around, arms still wrapped around his neck, and you gasped. The familiar glasses you’d studied earlier now staring closely down at you as you danced against one another. Opening your mouth to speak you noticed him leaning in close, you could feel his breath ghosting your lips, just centimeters from each other, taking that leap you pulled him in. Lips in sync, the kiss getting deeper and rougher the taste of alcohol mixed with his saliva intoxicated you more and hands began to wander and roam. That familiar sensation brewed deep within you.

“Come with me.” He pulled away whispering in your ear as if he read your mind.

Biting your lip you nodded, drink in hand long gone as he guided you through the club, a firm grip on your hand as if he was determined to not lose sight of you.

You weren’t exactly sober but you weren’t nearly as drunk as Tati was, but you knew where you were and you most certainly knew what you were doing. As the bathrooms came in sight he held the door open for you, not a care in his mind if someone were in there to witness and hear what was to happen.

Once locked your body was pinned against the door every inch of your body being worshipped. Dress now bunched up at your hips, breasts on display, you were exposed to him besides the poor excuse of panties now soaked from how turned on you were.

Honing in on his touch, one hand roamed while the other was placed on your neck holding you right where he wanted you as he ravaged your chest wasting no time giving each one the attention they so desperately needed as he left open-mouthed kisses biting every so often your mouth falling open at the pleasure.

He smirked at each noise he was dragging out of you. The hand that roamed now situated itself at your core, running a single finger through your clothed folds. The soaked material made it easy for him to do so as you bit back a moan as he pushed the material to the side. The pad of his middle finger finds your clit throwing your head back as you let out a moan. The hand on your neck came to your mouth as the other pointed at you before going to his lips signaling to be quiet as he walked away going towards the sinks, turning each one on to help drown out what was happening.

In a matter of seconds, your dress was long gone off your body and in a ball on the floor. You watched as he sank to his knees, kissing your cunt as he pulled your panties down with his teeth maintaining eye contact. The flimsy material finds its new home in his back pocket.

Blame the alcohol for your arousal but you were close just from his subtle touches and he knew it too.

“You’re close aren’t you?” He smirked, tone lower as his fingers danced along hips and front, completely skipping over where you needed him most.

His tone of voice made you whine.

“I’ll give you what you want baby, just be patient.” He soothed.

You were completely bare to him which made you grow needier. You went to speak but were stopped short as he placed his mouth on you, the moment his lips touched your core you couldn’t hold back anymore.

“FUCK” you cried out.

His tongue ran through your folds expertly. Stopping here and there to hear you whine and see you squirm trying to get back to his mouth. Taking your clit into his mouth he tugged softly, making you buck your hips as you felt that familiar knot building as you grew closer and closer. He began to slow down, and the feeling of his mouth lingered. You were confused yet annoyed he stopped.

“Wh- AAH,” you moaned, loudly.

His mouth is now back on your sensitive cunt, followed by his fingers pressing into your hole, scissoring inside of you. Going to buck your hips, he held them down.

“Settle or I stop.” he looked up at you.

You responded with a pout and whimper, the look in his eyes darkening making you go silent.

Picking up the pace he could tell you were near just by the hold on his hair and the way you gripped his fingers in. Sucking your clit and curling his fingers he sent you over the edge devouring you as you saw stars.

Removing his fingers he sucked them clean, watching you come down from your high. He smirked to himself.

“M-more..” you choked out, finally finding your voice once again.

“More?” He repeated.

You nodded eagerly, watching him stand as he undid his belt buckle as his slacks fell to his ankles. He stood there in just his briefs, the single button holding his shirt in place now undone with his body on display to you. You bit your lip, eyes wandering. He was rock-hard. How could you not want more?

“Are you sure?” He asked once more as you stared up at him through your lashes.

“More than you know.” You said softly, propping yourself up on your knees becoming eye level with him. Fingers dancing along the waistline of his briefs. He shifted at your touch.

Looping your fingers you pulled them down, eyes wide. Immediately taken by surprise. Nuzzling between his legs you take him into your mouth, not wanting to waste any time. The taste of him making you moan around him, feeling him buck some at the vibrations. His panting picked up as his end built up, the grip on your hair alone indicated he was close.

Pulling your mouth off with a pop you pumped him a few times, it wasn’t long until he came all over your face dripping down onto your breast completely missing your mouth.

Pulling himself together he lifted you to your feet, lips connecting with yours as he tasted himself on your lips before flipping you around. Grabbing onto the counter to hold yourself up as he positioned himself behind you, the tip of his dick rubbing through your folds coating himself more before he prodded at your entrance not moving further than the tip, making you move your hips in hopes to feel more of him.

“So greedy.” He spoke, snapping his hips forward and thrusting roughly into you. The feeling of him stretching you out deliciously felt like heaven on earth. Head falling forward as you cried out, he was pulling sounds out of you, you didn’t know you could make. You were lost in the way his cock moved in and out of you that you didn’t feel his hand creep up and take hold of your hair pulling you up.

“Watch me while I fuck you” he rasped into your ear, eyes looking in the mirror watching as you fell apart on his cock, eyes meeting once you looked.

“That’s it,” his other hand finding its way to your neck, gripping it. “Look at my pretty girl, you're taking it so well for me.”

The way he talked you through it as he picked up the pace, the clench around him indicating you were close once again as you released around his cock. He followed once again spilling inside you as he gripped the counter on either side of you to stabilize himself from falling over.

A week soon turned into two months. You found yourself sitting at the kitchen table, alone. It was the first time in two months you’d been in that part of the house that wasn’t the couch where you slept each night or the hospital where you’d see Ellie who grew restless as the days passed by when she could be out finding who did this. Your loss of emotion and will of motivation had gotten to the point Maria and then even Gail had to force you to get out and socialize so you wouldn’t succumb to anything dark. They’d try daily but soon realized how stubborn you were. He was your rock the last couple years and you couldn’t be any more grateful than you were. Standing to your feet you made your way towards the stairs letting out a sigh as you slowly dragged yourself up. Rounding the railing at the top you stood in front of the door, hand on the knob scared to turn it. Upon entering you just stood in the doorway not having in you to move, it was like your room was frozen in time the way it felt foreign and uneasy. Your eyes fell on the closest and his flannels peaked out. Walking towards them your fingers tremble as you reach out to touch them. Holding one in your hand you brought it up to your face and inhaled, it still smelled like him. The scent triggering your emotions as tears began flowing, soft sobs and sniffles could be heard as you stood there looking at all of his clothes. You hadn’t realized how much time you spent staring at his clothes when you felt a presence behind you.

“Ellie.” You say softly turning around, wiping your eyes for her not to see. “Gail cleared you.”

“Yup,” she stood there as silence fell between you both. “I’m just going to be in the garage.”

She pointed towards the door, you watched her leave and listened for the door open and close and just like that you were alone again. Turning towards your bed you walked towards it, hand running along the bed spread soon settling on a box Tommy had left. You knew what was in it but just moved it to the night stand as you climbed on the bed, pulling the blanket over your body you blinked a few times feeling sleep take over.

The sun was already just about set when you woke up. Still groggy you tried to wipe the sleep out of your eyes as you looked around the room noticing the lamp was on that you hadn’t touched. Getting up and stretching you made your way in the hall when you heard movement downstairs as you slowly walked down.

“Ellie?” You called out, assuming it was her but still was on alert. No response was given. As you made it to the last step you reached just behind the rail grabbing the bat Joel kept in the small chance Jackson was raided. Back against the wall next to the entrance of the living room you jumped out ready to swing only for the bat to be grabbed immediately fighting back until you realized who it was.

“Tommy?” You grunted, stepping back.

“A bat?” He looked amused, “Really?”

You huff.

“Like I wouldn’t have knocked you on your ass.” You roll your eyes.

“Right.” He makes a face.

“What are you even doing here?” You ask.

“Came to check up on you.” he shrugs.

“I’m fine.” You say walking past him for the kitchen grabbing a glass and a bottle of whatever alcohol you could find. Only to ditch the glass and take sips from the bottle.

“That’s fine?” He tilts his head.

“And?” You stare at him.

“You'll drink yourself dead” He walked closer to take the bottle from you.

“Good,” you agree, fighting him over the bottle . “Then I’ll be with him.”

“Just like that?” He takes the bottle, “You’ll be gone and what, Ellie gets left here? By herself?”

“She’ll have you and Benji.” You roll your eyes, “I’d say Maria too but look where that lead to.” emotions talking, not letting you think before you speak knowing the effects it would have on Tommy given their split.

“We’re not turning this on me.” One hand fell to his hip as the other pointed to himself. “Do you even know what you’re saying right now?”

Disappointment and hurt on his face.

“Maybe I do maybe I don’t,” you exclaim.

“You need to stop this and think of Ellie but also yourself.” His voice was stern, something you’d only ever heard when he and Joel argued. “Ellie’s fixin to head to Seattle to avenge him.”

He finally confessed.

“Your daughter is going to get herself killed and you don’t even care.” He continues.

“She’s old enough to make her own decisions as I am with my drinking.” You avoid his gaze, afraid of the disappointment.

“Goddamnit Y/n will you look at me.” He stepped to you, hand cupping your chin making you look at him. Tears began to form in your eyes again, the sight made Tommy’s expression soften. He knew this wasn’t you, he knew this wasn’t the strong, powerful and confident woman he once knew. All he could do was pull you in for a hug. As he pulled you in you were hit with his scent, it startled you at first but soon allowed yourself to relax in his embrace as you gripped his shirt.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered into his chest.

“Shhh,” he silenced you, hand coming to caress your head. “It’s alright. You’re gonna be alright, We’re gonna be alright.”

The two stood there for some time just basking in the peace that took over. Sniffling, Y/n was the first to pull away from the embrace. Looking up at Tommy he was already looking, meeting her gaze. Not a thought in her mind she let her body take over as her hands went from running along his chest and around his neck, pulling him to her as their lips brushed against each other.

“We shouldn’t.” Tommy whispered, not moving from his spot.

“Right.” You said softly, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have.”

You pull yourself completely from the embrace and go to walk away when he grabs your arm, pulling you back to him. Your eyes once again lock in place, yours search for an answer as his lips come crashing down to yours. The kiss was hungry and desperate. Hands wandering as you push off his coat trying to get to him quicker. Not breaking the kiss Tommy bends some, hands coming to your legs and lifting you with ease, legs locking around his waist as he walks you up the stairs and to the spare bedroom he’d stay in. Setting you down on the bed hovering over you.

“Make me forget,” you whisper, pulling away from the kiss. “Make me right.”

“I’ve got you,” he assured, tapping your side as he found the hem of your shirt. “Arms up.”

Following his order you did so, the big shirt you’d worn now on the floor as your breasts were on display leaving you in nothing but a pair of undergarments.

“Beautiful.” He said just above a whisper, hands coming to caress the globs of flesh. He was gentle in the way he took his time exploring each part of your body. Kisses here and there, lingering touches and bites other places. Panties now gone, he was driving you crazy with foreplay alone. Ridding himself of his own clothes he climbed on the bed with you, getting on top of you he slid one of his legs between yours. The pressure from his thigh against your core made you grind against him trying to create friction as you coated him in your wetness.

“Easy now,” he stilled your movements. “Behave for a bit and I promise you’ll get what you need.”

You pout out of impatience at words, you were growing needier by the minute as he moved between your legs. Kissing the top of your cunt he licked a stripe up before sucking your clip with a pop of his lips coming off, the feeling catching you off guard your moan came out broken. Lifting himself back to his knees he put one of your legs over his shoulder pulling you closer to him as he rested his cock on you, tapping it along your folds the precum that leaked now spread throughout your folds teasing you.

“Tommy..” you whined, “Please.”

“You want it?” He looked down at you as he slid himself inside you, first the tip then half followed by all the way.

“There you go, atta girl.” He watched the way your face contorted, the way your mouth fell as he split you open. “Taking me so so nicely.”

The angle from your leg being lifted was doing overtime with getting him deeper within. The added praise went straight to your core. He couldn’t help but smile, proud of himself as he watched you grip the sheets in one hand while the other tried covering your mouth.

“Ah. Ah.” He corrected, “Don’t hide, let me hear those beautiful sounds.”

It was like you gave up full control, you were so in the moment you didn’t even know your end was near til it happened as you came around him making a mess of the sheets below. Collapsing on top of you he rolled to the side, cuddling into your back.

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1) Tainted Love

Obsession: intensely and constantly preoccupied with a particular thought, person, or object to the point where it dominates their thoughts and behaviors, often interfering with their daily life and well-being.

Emotional Surrender: allowing oneself to fully feel their emotions without resistance or trying to control them.

“…Take it soft and slow, my obsession grows…”

“Do we seriously have to watch this?” You shift in your seat as a video plays on the screen.

“I’m WHAT?” You look to Tony and then the ceiling as you slump back in your seat groaning.

“Now that’s the enthusiasm I’m looking for.” He points to you before smirking. “Should I brief you now or later?”

“Bite me.” You grumble.

“Normally I’d say yes but I’m a changed man.” He nods, throwing his hands up in a shrug motion.

“Please tell me you're joking right now.” You kept your gaze on Tony.

“Should I bring Pepper in here to prove it?” He furrowed his brows.

“Not your womanizer ways, the mission at hand.” Your hand coming to your face.

“Right!” He plays it off. “You’re portraying a couple. Shouldn’t be too hard given you two.”

He gestured between you and Bucky hoping the idea stuck.

“What makes you think I'm going to do this?” Your tone is more serious.

“Tell me Agent Y/L/N, what was your reason for coming back?” He asked.

“To make sure my children grow in a semi secure world.” You say. “What does that have to do with this?”

“And now do pray tell is the sole purpose of these upcoming missions?” He leans forward on the table staring at you as you go silent, the answer obvious. “No please go ahead, tell me.”

“That’s enough.” Bucky finally spoke.

“He speaks.” Tony smiles, Bucky rolling his eyes. “So we're on board?”

“Send me the details and when we leave.” You grumble, getting up and walking out of the room as Natasha turns to Bucky on his way out as well.

“You know she’s the best thing to ever happen to you right?” The pair walk alongside each other.

“You think I don’t know that?” He gives her a look. “Where are you going with this?”

“She still cares,” she confesses. “She may be trying to fool everyone else but I see right through her.”

Nat stops at the end of the hall, a look of confusion on Bucky's face.

“If you somehow manage to actually win her back, after everything you put her through.” She comes closer to him. “You’d better be saying a prayer every night of gratitude.”

He stayed quiet. Not entirely expecting Natasha to be the one to say anything about his relationship with Y/n but in a way he was glad it was brought up. It gave him a sense that maybe, just maybe things could turn around.

“Understood.” It’s all he could say. He himself still loved her and regretted every day how he handled things with her and threw away decades of memories.

The idea of working alongside him didn’t bother Y/n as much as it should have. It’s not like they’d be working closely with one another, he always had his set missions, she had hers. Yet, it’d be this one mission that she’d have to put it all aside to get the information that was needed. Tony kept the information short and simple. Attend the events set in place, mingle, get as close as possible, gather information and attack only if caught.

As you stepped off the jet you were immediately welcomed with the sun shining down on you, soaking in all that the Hawaii weather was giving you. Bucky watched from afar as you did so, a faint smile on his face he’d deny if anyone saw.

“Cars are this way.” He yelled out to you, making you stop to look at him, luggage in his grasp.

“I can take it myself.” You say reaching for it as he lifts it and puts it in the car.

“Too late,.” He closes the truck still staring at you. “You know a thank you would be nice.”

“Look at you go, you’re one act of kindness.” You clap sarcastically. “Do you want a gold star?”

He rolled his eyes getting into the driver's seat as you got into the passenger.

Upon arrival at the hotel you admired the architecture and scenery.

“Tony and his fancy taste.” You made a face of approval. “It’s nice.”

Making your way to the check in desk you were greeted.

“Checking in?” She asked.

“Yes!” You put on a smile.

“Name?” She looked at you.

“Kerova, Daila Kerova.” You give the alias you were assigned.

“Ah yes!” She exclaimed. “The newlyweds. We’ve been expecting you two.”

“That’s us!” You look at James with a fake smile, his arm sneaking around your waist pulling you closer, placing a kiss on your temple. The action catching you off guard you had to play off your startledness.

“You two are the cutest!” She gushed. “These are your room keys and the elevator there will take you up to your suite!”

Thanking her, you took the keys as James carried the bags heading for the elevator. Once in the elevator you looked confused as to why there was only one button. Pushing it you began ascending upwards, the ride was silent. You couldn’t bring yourself to look up at him. As the door opened you were met with a mirror and table, turning the corner you went wide eyed at what looked like a living room. The bedroom to the left. The place was huge!

“Typical Stark.” You say under your breath.

“There’s just one bed.” Bucky finally spoke.

“Of course there is.” You run a hand through your hair as you turn to him. “I’ll take out here, you can take the bed.”

“No, no it’s fine.” He declined. “You take it, I’ll sleep out here.”

All you could do was nod.

“We have about two—two and half hours til we’re to start the first portion.” He said, before leaving you to your own devices.

An hour passed as you stood in just a towel, hair wet dripping down your shoulders as you looked over your suitcase cursing to yourself at the outfits Nat slid in for you.

“Y/n?” Your name was called followed by a knock on the door. “I’m heading down, I'll meet you at the stairs.”

You yelled back a response as you listened for the ding of the elevator signaling his departure.

“Nat, you are so paying for this later.” You grumbled grabbing the first dress and heading back for the bathroom to get ready.

Bucky looked at his watch once more. He’d been waiting at the bottom of the lobby stairs for you so you two could start event one of your mission.

“Where is she?” He spoke to himself, beginning to get frustrated as he turned he heard someone whistle.

His icy eyes went wide as he took in your form, a little black dress with crystal and sequin detailing all over. His eyes fell on to the sides of your curves as there were high slits. The dress hugged your curves beautifully. Your heels laced up and around your calves, lips painted in the red he adored so much on you. He was stunned, he couldn’t help the feeling that came over him as you walked towards him.

“This damn dress.” You complained as you flattened the back of it down. “Next time pick something actually my size. And less revealing.”

“Oh come on,” Nat said over coms. “You had a baby, your body looks killer.”

“Yeah, 3 years ago.” You add. “This thing sits just below my ass, one wrong move and the whole club is being flashed.

“That’s kinda the whole point.” Nat chuckled to herself.

“Moving on,” Tony chimed in. “It works, the target is young and you’re part of the mission is to flirt with him. You may have a ring on that finger but your ass is enough to keep him occupied so Barnes has enough time to plant bugs around.”

“Enough about my ass, we have a mission to get to.” You tap them away looking at Barnes, his eyes looking over you.

“What?” You question.

“Nothing.” He says, looking away. “Shall we?”

“Yeah.” You nod.

The drive towards the venue was silent. Not a word was spoken, you could hear a pin drop from it all. The only thing you could feel was the way Bucky's eyes burned into you before the car came to a stop and you’d arrived. As you enter the club from the upper level you lean over the balcony, you watch as Bucky enters from below immediately situating himself at the bar.

“Your call do- Y/L/N.” He said over coms, praying you didn’t hear his near slip up.

Your eyes shift scanning the room for your target, the once nickname you loved dearly sitting in the back of your mind trying to creep up when you locked eyes. There he was staring back. Tall, slim build, surrounded by an entourage of businessmen and women. You watched as he whispered to what had to be security, not even a minute goes by before you’re tapped on the shoulder.

“Follow me.” Was all the guard said.

“Now?” You look past his shoulders in buckys direction hoping he heard on coms.

“Yes.” The guard said, turning to walk away following behind him.

As the entrance to the section comes into place you spot him waiting for you.

“You,” he pauses. “Wow.”

His hand comes to mouth in amazement as his eyes scan your body longer than you’d like.

“Breathtaking.” He murmurs, stepping aside. “Come up.”

Walking up the steps you immediately fall into character as you brush past him, the look of his eyes burning holes as you knew he was staring at your ass.

“Drink?” He offers, going to sit next to you.

“Sure.” You smile, holding a glass out.

“You really know how to make an entrance.” He said pouring your glass halfway.

“Really now?” You take a sip looking at him. “Couldn’t tell.”

“Are you new to town?” He asks, hand ghosting next to your knee.

“Just visiting, we leave tomorrow.” You fidget with the ring on your finger.

“We?” He shifts to face you on the couch.

You raise your left hand. “My husband and I.”

“I should have known.” A smug look on his face. “Where is he now?”

“Around, I was supposed to meet him here.” You play along. “But alas, here I am.”

“Lucky me I suppose.” He was closer now.

“Perhaps.” You tense at how close he’d gotten, his face inches away when security came over. Listening in you hear one murmur, there’s been a breach before he stands up and turns to you.

“This may take awhile, enjoy yourself in the meantime.” He walks away nervously as the rest of the entourage follow suit, you now left alone. Pouring yourself more you look around the club, despite the commotion it was as if no one was phased. Some time had passed before you felt a presence near you.

“It’s done. I wanna go.” It was Bucky.

“I’m not your girlfriend, you can go without me.” You roll your eyes.

“No, but you are my wife.” His hands fell to his hips as he stood before you.

You held up your hand, “Was. Was your wife. You don’t have that right anymore.”

“Legally I do.” He took the drink from your hand.

“Hey!” You stood up, “I’m not the on-”

You stumbled over your feet into him not finishing your sentence as he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder as he walked you both through the crowd, hand on on bum to keep your dress from lifting more than it already was. As he put you in the car you immediately turned away from him and looked out the window. The car ride once again silent as you secretly planned his demise. Coming to a stop outside the hotel he got out going to get the door for you but you’d already stormed out and used your powers to shut up just barely missing his fingers as you were already hopping on the elevator shutting the door telepathically, a smile on your face as you saw the look of annoyance on his face.

“Jesus Christ…” he groaned as he waited for the elevator.

”Y/n.” He called as he walked through the suite, just stopping the bedroom door from being closed.

“Move!” You demand.

“No.” He squeezes his way through.

“Leave or I’ll make you.” The familiar glow emitting from your hand.

“You wouldn’t.” He stands in front of you.

You stay quiet.

“You’d have done it by now if you were.” He called your bluff, he was right but you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction.

“What do you even want right now James?” You step back, arms crossed.

He clears his throat, hand on his hip as the other runs through his hair.

“What were you going to say back there?” He looks at you.

“I don’t know.” You avoid his gaze.

“Yet you do.” He pointed at you.

“No I don’t actually.” You fidget still avoiding him.

“You’re avoiding my gaze,” he calls out. “You’re not the greatest liar doll.”

“I have to pack my things, some of us have priorities, kids to get back to.” The emphasis on kids stinging Bucky.

“Are you ever going to let me in again?” His voice gets serious. “I’m not dumb, I know Becca is mine.”

You close your eyes trying not to cry.

“Why not tell me?” He continues. “Do you not remember the day you brought home JJ how happy I was?”

His voice began to crack, “How happy I was to have a son? I didn’t even care he wasn’t mine!”

“Bucky please…” you finally speak, opening your eyes to him right in front of you again, making your breath hitch.

“We’re back to nicknames?” He shook his head. “I may have fucked up but I would have never did that, for nearly three years too.”

Neither one of you moved. This wasn’t the place you’d thought to talk about this all with him but nothing like alcohol to help get barricades out of the way one at a time.

Sighing you looked up, he was already looking down at you. The flicker from eyes to lips going unnoticed from either of you.

“Buck—I” you whispered, staring at his lips as he leaned in.

Your lips just centimeters from each other when the clear of someone’s throat broke you both apart. Jumping and separating you noticed Natasha.

“Nat.” You give a small smile. “What are you doing here?”

Amusement was on her face, “We came early to pick you both up.”

“We?” You looked at her.

“Steve and Tony are down in the lobby.” Her response made Bucky storm out of the room to grab his things. Leaving the two of you alone.

“Don’t.” You say to her as she points from you and out the door at Barnes.

“Okay. Okay, fine.” She puts her hands up. “But that tension is just threatening to spill over.”

Rolling your eyes you nudge her, “Let’s go, they're waiting.”

Maybe it was the tension, maybe it was the anger and frustration or maybe it was the way anytime he walked in the room you couldn’t help the way you wanted to fall like you were a giddy school girl when she sees her first crush. As you walked through the lobby behind Nat some you pulled out the locket you always wore and opened it.

“If only you were here Becs, you’d give me all the answers.” You whispered to yourself quickly closing the locket away without anyone seeing when everyone came into view.

“Ready?” Steve asked.

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