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Feathering
Pairing: Macklin Celebrini x Female Reader
Word Count: 1.9k
Synopsis: Y/N doesnât always pamper herself, but when she does Macklin sure does notice. It piques more than just his mental interestâď¸
Warnings: SMUT!! This fic is based on this post, and it just screams Mack to me! Humping! Slight puppy kink, but barely though! Submissive and whimpering Mack. foot kink kind of?? Not proofread !!
Song for imagine: I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE- Maneskin
You sat on your couch as you scrolled through the book on your kindle. Reading some cheesy fantasy romance novel as the sound of tv drowned out around you.
Mack had spent the day with Will and some other friends while you stood back. You cleaned up the apartment and then spent the rest of the afternoon pampering yourself.
You werenât the best at keeping up on your maintenance. So, you had gone into makeup stores, clothing stores and even a store Mack had liked because you wanted to get him something too.
Before heading back home you had decided to get your nails and toes done. Usually you did them yourself, but lately you havenât given them much thought. Mack always pushed for you to treat yourself, but you couldnât fathom paying well over $100 for a mani and pedi.
However, you have been super busy and stressed at work so you decided now was the time to splurge. Mack also liked to put a little money in your bank account every now and then. You fought him every time because he never just put $20 in, it was always large amounts of money.
Youâd scold him, and heâd roll his eyes and say it makes him happy to give you play money. Today you decided to dig into that play money and get pretty acrylic nails and a spa pedicure.
The front door clicked open and Mack walked in. Bubbly and smiling as always. You always joked that he looked like a happy shark turned human. Heâd blush and look away embarrassed by it.
The shared apartment was open concept so he could see you laid out on the couch the minute he walked in. His eye lit up and he threw his keys into the bowl on the counter.
âMy gorgeous ladyâ he said as he walks over
âHi my loveâ you respond as you place your kindle on your chest, smiling up at him
Leaning down he pecks your lips and then your forehead.
âSmells so clean in hereâ he said as he takes his shoes off and holds them in his hands
âI spent like three hours cleaning the whole apartmentâ you say laughing as he takes in the sight
âItâs gorgeous in here, you always have it spotlessâ he says as he unbuckles his belt
âThank you baby, how was your day?â You ask him as you flip the page
âOh it was nice, Gabe is in visiting Will so we all went to play some golfâ he says as he pulls his belt off
âThatâs nice, Iâm sure Will loved spending all day with the two of youâ you say chuckling softly
âYeah it was great. Iâm going to take a shower Iâm lathered in layers of sunscreen and I stink like outsideâ he says unbuckling his shorts
âThatâs what that stench isâ you reply back pinching your nose close
âOh whatever!â He says blushing and stomping away to your shared bedroom
Waiting for Mack to return from his shower you flipped through the tv menu. Landing on some old rom com from the 80s. You turned back to your kindle and flipped through the pages some more.
Mack returned after a while. Hair wet and slicked back, sweatpants hung really low and compression shirt clung to all the right places. He lifts your legs and plops down on the couch, placing them over his lap as he grabs the tv remote.
âOh someoneâs dressing sexy to go to bedâ you say as you peak over at him
âHave to look good for my womanâ he says as he throws you a wink
âAre you hungry?â You ask him
âNo the boys and I ate dinner before heading backâ he responds as his tongue sticks out slightly while he shifts through the channels
âOkay good because I cooked and I really didnât want to get up and reheat your plate Iâm so comfy hereâ you say laughing as you stretch slightly
âWhat did you do today?â He asked as he landed on what seemed to be a John Wick film
âCleaned mostly and did some shopping, I got you something but they didnât have your size in store so itâs being shipped here and no Iâm not telling you itâs a surprise, and lastly I did my nails and toesâ you say shimming in your seat
âLet me see pretty girlâ he says almost instantly
Placing the kindle next to you, you lift up and show him your nails. Medium length pointed nails in a light ballerina pink that compliment your warm skin tone. His eyes widened and he looked at you before winking
âThese are so pretty I love the shape and color. My mind's definitely wanderingâ he says in a hush tone as his eyes rake up and down your body.
âAnd my pedicure look how good my toes lookâ you say shaking your legs against him
He looks down at your feet, taking your legs into his hands as he rubs his large warm hands against your silky calves.
âOh I love the French design and youâre so softâ he says as his hands rub from your ankles to your calves
âThank you baby. I got a spa pedicure and they used paraffin and all these lotions and oils. I loved itâ you say to him
âOh Iâm glad, you deserve itâ he says as his hand slides down to actually massage your foot.
You chatted a bit more, but Mack turned to one of his books on the coffee table. Both engulfed in the warmth of your apartment as you read in silence other than the tv as background noise.
His hand is still massaging your feet and legs, stopping to flip a page. You werenât sure what happened, but you felt the shift in Mack. His lower body became more lax and his hips buckled up.
Mack had stopped reading his own book, his gaze dropping from his page to your foot resting against his crotch. He wasnât moving his hands anymore; he was just watching.
Then, he moved. It was subtle at firstâa slight, rhythmic pressure against your sole. You froze, your breath hitching in your throat as you realized what he was doing. He shifted his hips, his sweatpants rough against your skin, and began to grind slowly, purposefully, against your foot.
âMackâŚwhat are you doing?â You asked in a whisper as you barely moved a muscle
âNo-nothingâ he says back in a hushed whimper
He watched your face, his eyes dark and heavy, tracking your reaction as the realization sank in. The way he pressed into you was deliciously hot, his movements becoming more fluid and demanding. He was using your foot to find his friction, his breathing growing ragged and shallow.
He was rutting against you like a puppy with its favorite chew toy. You didnât even know how to react, but the sight was hitting you straight in your core. Your own breathing becomes shallow as he watches you intensely.
His book has been long forgotten, and he holds your foot against him firmly. Redness creeping up his neck and cascading over his cheeks. He was almost drooling on you and had to catch himself multiple times.
You didnât even know what to say. You were so turned on by what you were seeing. Mack uses you to get off. Watching you intently as his mouth hangs open and he moans.
âYouâre a dirty dirty boyâ you say in a hush manner
âMmmm fuck, when you talk like that you make me want to cumâ he says in a whimper as his hips roll harder
You fully lowered your kindle, your heart hammering against your chest, but you couldn't bring yourself to pull away. The sensation of his building tension against your skin was electric.
Every time he pushed forward, the friction sent a jolt of heat straight up your leg and to your core. He wasn't just using you for release; he was making it an act of worship, his eyes locked onto yours, challenging you to look away as he let his control completely shatter.
He leaned back, his jaw tight, his hands gripping your ankles with white-knuckled intensity. The rhythm intensified, his movements becoming sharper, more desperate.
You donât even know what came about or this happened, but you were extremely turned on by Mack.
âYouâre such a good boy for me arenât you? Using me like a puppy uses its toy?â You ask him in a whisper
âPlease please omg you canât say stuff like that to meâ he moans out as he swallows thickly
Loud whimpers leave his mouth as he babbles, pleads and whines. You could tell he was about to orgasm soon you could feel it in the way his hips rutted against your foot.
His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your calf, anchoring you to him as his hips surged upward in a desperate, rhythmic hunt for friction.
You could feel how hard he was against you, the balls of your feet rubbing against the head of his dick and he hissed each time.
âI canât, I can't Iâm going to cumâ he moans out as his chest rises and falls rapidly
You slightly shift your foot back and his grip on you tightens.
"Don't move," he whines, his voice a pathetic and dripping in desire. "Just like that... stay right there."
His hips jutted hard and without warning and you knew he was cumming. He let out a low, guttural sound, a mix of a growl and a plea as he bucked his hips hard against your arch one last time. You felt the sudden, hot dampness seep through his sweatpants, spreading against your skin. It was a searing, heavy warmth that made your breath catch.
He didn't pull away. Instead, he pressed your foot deeper into the mess heâd made, his hand trembling as he guided your heel to grind slowly into the soaked fabric. Shuddering because he was sensitive. Mack wanted you to feel every bit of his undoing. He looked up at you, his face flushed and sweat-slicked, his expression raw and completely stripped of his usual composure. His cheeks blotchy and pink and his green eyes fucked out.
"Look at what you did to me," he whispered, his thumb tracing the line of your ankle while your foot remained pinned to the wet, cooling heat of his cum.
He stayed there for a long moment, the back of his head eventually falling back to rest against the couch cushion behind him. He was spent, utterly wrecked by the simple contact, turning a quiet evening on the couch into something thick, dirty, and impossibly intimate.
âMack what was thatâ you say flustered and extremely turned on
âI donât even know. You just completely turn me on everything about you. I couldnât help myselfâ he says in a low voice
You looked at him and he looked at you all shy and reserved like what he just did wasnât the dirtiest thing ever.
âI liked itâŚ.a lotâ you say in a whisper
Dragging your foot against his dick. Mack jumped at the sensation and let out a mix between a hiss and a whimper.
âCome sit on my lap and get yourself off nowâ he says as he looks over at you spent and red in the face.
You did exactly that, jumping into his lap and rubbing against his cum soaked sweats till you both released again and again.
The End
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Shame
Pairing: Will Smith x Female Reader
Word Count: 4.5k
Synopsis: Upon catching a glimpse of Will, reader becomes obsessed with him. All her thoughts are of him, but these lustful and sinful ideas go against all her beliefsđŻď¸
Warnings: SMUT! Mutual masturbation, themes of religion and talks of reading a Bible. Slight corruption and coercion if you squint. This imagine deals with strong topics which may seem controversial. This is all works of fiction, but if you donât like it thatâs 100% okay you can block me or just not read this one! Also not proofread!
Song for imagine: Religion- Lana Del Rey
You werenât sure how long youâve had a crush on him, but youâll never forget the day you locked eyes with him. Service was about to start, and the last bit of people were rushing in. Mumbled shushed, heels clicking and throat clearing could be heard. You were seated on the left hand side in a pew near the front.
You felt your mother tapping you to sit up more and smooth out your dress. As you followed her orders a family rushed into the pew in front of you guys. Your eyes lifted and it felt like a sucker punch to your stomach. Blonde wavy hair and blue eyes looking back at you. He offered a small smile and you did the same.
Who was that? And why have you never seen him before? Or maybe he always comes here, and only now has God put him in your line of view.
Thatâs how it went every Sunday service, theyâd sit in front of you guys and youâd look up and smile at one another. His parents turned and chatted with yours after a few more services.
It started out innocent and pure. You found him cute and there was nothing wrong with that. But youâd never had a boyfriend nor a man ever look at you. The innocence started to spoil as you read too much into his smile.
The warmer it got outside the less layers he wore. His arms are more muscular than you would have ever thought, his shoulders extremely broad. His hands and arms are full of protruding veins. Oftentimes you found yourself staring shamelessly at his hands and then up to his face.
His side profile was gorgeous, chiseled and light reflecting in all the right places. This wasnât you though. These lustful thoughts kept you up at night filling your mind with shame.
Youâd find yourself saying Hail Marys and asking the Lord for forgiveness. You were a grown woman, but you were not a sinful one nor a sex crazed one.
It wouldnât stopâŚthe thoughts of course. Thoughts started to become actions. While helping your mom sew youâd find yourself rocking a little extra hard against the wooden chair. Brain filled with thoughts of himâŚ.Stopping when it all felt too real.
You never even spoke to him, never even muttered a small hi and yet you planned out your whole life with him. For crying out loud you didnât even know his name.
That didnât seem to stop you as you would sit in your room. Staring out your window as you attempted to read a book, your thighs squeezing together as the thoughts of his hands running up your legs played in your mind.
âLord, please forgive me for having such sinful thoughts. This is not who I amâ you would say in a whisper as you held the cross around your neck, kissing it gently.
But when the sun went down, and you kissed mom and dad goodnight that was when you felt the true shame. Your hand often slides down your pajama bottoms and in between your thighs.
You werenât naive and you werenât a child. You knew what masturbating was and you knew what sex was. What you didnât know was all the ways your brain could turn him into exactly what you wanted.
Oftentimes at night your brain would twist and turn. Imagining him whispering in your ear, kissing up your body, touching you and having you touch him. It was a lot and youâd jump up out of your bed sweating and frazzled.
It never stopped though Church on Sunday was your dopamine hit. Putting a little more effort into your hair and makeup. Picking out your outfits and not letting your moms opinion weigh too much.
One morning on your way to church your mom mentioned youâd be visiting the Smithâs for dinner that night. You werenât sure who she was talking about until she turned to them at the end of service to let them know what time weâd be stopping by.
So you got his last name and now all you needed was his first. As your mom chatted with his mom your eyes landed on him. Eyes raking up and down his body, taking in his strong arms and wide shoulders. His eyes caught yours and you jumped slightly, going wide eyed and looking away.
That night you sat at their dinner table, not saying much and really just observing. Speaking when spoken to and laughing at everyoneâs jokes.
âWill does Bible study on Fridays after hockey practice with his friendsâ his dad states. This gets you out of your head and into the present. You finally found out his name, it was Will.
âOh thatâs wonderful! Y/N had been looking for a friend to study with as well. Maybe she could join you some timeâ your mom says before you could even speak.
âIâm sure Will wouldnât mindâ his dad says smiling at your mom
âNo! Not at all. I donât have many friends who go to Church so Iâm often alone. We should set something upâ he says smiling at you as he blinks slowly
âYeah that sounds like a planâ you respond back to him as you take a sip of your water
âSo Hockey? Are you any good?â Your dad ask him
âIâd like to say Iâm pretty good sir. I play for the NHLâ Will responds to your dad smiling
âWe could come by and catch one of your games. I love hockey and the NHLâŚ.thats like the big dogs right?â your dad says as he cuts into his chicken
âUh yes sir. I play for the San Jose Sharks. Seasons over though so Iâm back home till about Augustâ he responds sheepishly
âThis whole time Iâve been sitting across from a prodigy and had no ideaâ your dad says looking over at his dad
âAhh, Will is very humble. When heâs back home he tries to lay low and fly under the radarâ his dad says shaking his head and laughing
âGood for you son! Thatâs awesomeâ your mom says to him
The conversation moved over to his sister. Your parents are chatting with her about her time at BU and what she has planned for when she graduates with her Masters.
You enjoyed listening in on the conversations. Smiling as you turn from person to person to listen to what they have to say.
âAnd Y/N? What about you sweetie? Are you in school right now?â His mom asks and everyone turns to face you
âI graduated last year with a Bachelors in Business Marketing. Iâm not really sure what I want to do just yet, so I might go back for my Masters degreeâ you respond back to her
âA Masters degree is awesome. You get to broaden your horizons with career optionsâ his dad says to you as his mom nods
âYeah thatâs why Iâm thinking about it. I work as a bank teller right now. Itâs good money, but not where I want to be foreverâ you say laughing lightly
âWe should hangout some time. I need more girl friendsâ his sister says to you
âOf course! We can exchange numbers if youâd like?â You ask her with a small smile
Nodding her head she slid you her phone and you exchanged numbers.
âOther than Bible study what else do you do around hereâ Willâs dad asks you
âUmm not much. I just go for walks and frequent some bakeries and coffee shops. I like to read as well. I tried to get into ice skating this year but I took too many painful spills I hung up the skates for the seasonâ you reply laughing
Will laughs as well as he listens to you closely
âI could also go ice skating with you too if youâd like. Itâs so much fun I would hate to see you hook your skates up foreverâ he responds chuckling
âItâs fun to you, youâre the pro hockey player hereâ you reply back as everyone at the table laughs
âYeah thatâs true, but still. We could make a day of it! Grace can tag along tooâ he responds smiling at you
âSounds great to meâ you respond back
You all spent the rest of that evening laughing and chatting about. Telling cringey childhood stories over coffee and desserts.
When the evening rolled to an end and everyone said goodbye. You felt a ping of hurt as you really enjoyed being around Will and his family.
After that dinner you spent every night fantasizing. Thinking about ice skating with him. His hands grabbing yours or maybe even grabbing your waist. Guiding you and telling you how good youâre being at following his lead.
You found your hand slipping slowly between your legs most nights. Flashes of him smiling at you, his slow blinks and veiny arms. The next morning youâd wake up ashamed and would say your prayers. Begging for forgiveness and begging for these thoughts to be removed from your mind.
Sure youâve had innocent crushes and wandering eyes as you grew up, but youâd never touch yourself. This was a new found thing in your life. He infiltrated your mind and you wanted it to stop.
Another week had gone by when you received a text from Willâs sister Grace. She asked you if she could give him your number so you could set up a Bible study date.
Of course you agreed and waited for his message. You worked your full 9-5 shift and finally received a text from him right after work.
He asked if youâd like to come over to his parents house on Friday for your first hangout. You agreed and he even mentioned Grace would be there. You felt some relief as you knew you wouldnât be as awkward.
When Friday rolled around and you knocked on their door at 12pm you expected Grace to answer. To your surprise it was Will and you felt your heart stop for a split second.
âHey Y/N, please come inâ he says gently as he steps to the side
âHi Will, thank youâ you respond back as you enter their home. Taking your shoes off at the door like you remembered.
âSo bad news. Grace got called in last minute at the hospital for a shift so it will only be us todayâ he says afraid and sensing you might feel uncomfortable
âOhâ you reply back
âIf you prefer another woman to be here I totally get that, and we can reschedule. I wouldâve told you sooner but she literally left 2 minutes before you knocked on the doorâ he says hurriedly and in a panic
âNo, no itâs okay. Sorry I just blanked out for a secondâ you respond chuckling as you shake your head
âNo worries, come upstairs. I usually study in our loftâ he says as he motions for you to follow
Once upstairs you scanned the loft. Clad in a bunch of trophies, jerseys, pucks and even some sticks. There was a large desk with a chair but it looked like Will set up at the small coffee table in the center.
He sat down on the carpet and put his Bible in his lap. Flipping the pages to get to the right spot. You removed your cardigan and placed it on the office chair. Sliding your bag over your head and placing it on the ground.
âI forgot to ask, do you want anything to drink?â He asks as he stands up again
âUh sure, water is fineâ you respond smiling at him
He nods his head and runs back downstairs. You get situated on the carpet as you open your phone to text your mom you were at Willâs. Shortly after he returns with two glasses of water. Thanking him you take a sip before placing it on the table.
You both sat opposite one another, and as he set up again you opened your bag to grab your Bible. Slowly cursing yourself you realized you left yours at home.
âUhh I think I left my Bible at homeâ you say dropping your shoulders
âOh no worries you can read off of mineâ he says, placing it on the table and motioning for you to sit next to him.
You had gone over a few verses, taking notes and talking about what it means to you. But every time he turned a page and spread the page flat with his middle and ring finger you felt dizzy.
The way the veins on his hands would protrude as he pushed down to flatten the Bible. You tried to shake the thoughts out of your head, but you couldnât stop.
Begging for any other thoughts besides those. You stopped paying attention because you were battling with your mind to rid the dirty thoughts.
Honestly you were probably drooling with the way you were looking. You were absolutely feral, and it all became too much. You started to get hot and anxious and truthfully you wanted out.
Will sensed your weird shift in vibes, and quickly looked at you.
âHey are you okay? We donât have to do this today. I am totally okay with waiting till Grace is freeâ he says looking over at you as he scans over your face. Taking in your flustered face and the sweat sheen on your forehead
âI swear Iâm okay. Iâm just hotâŚvery hotâ you say swallowing thickly as you began to use your folder to fan yourself
âI can lower the airâ he says as he stands up and disappears to the ac unit
You couldnât take the heat, and felt like you were suffocating. You dug through your bag before pulling out a hair tie. Putting your hair up you began to feel some relief.
Once again you sat completely zoned out as Will read aloud. You glanced at him every few seconds. Really taking in his side profile.
âIâm sorry Will. Iâm kind of distracted today and thatâs not fair to you, so I think Iâm going to leave and we can meet up another dayâ you say in a rushed tone as you begin to stand up
âOhâŚuh okay. Are you sure youâre feeling well?â He asks as he watches you stand up and collect your stuff
âIâm great, Iâm feeling just fine. I justâŚI just canât seem to focusâ you say as you shuffle some papers into your folders in a hurry
âY/N I donât know youâre freaking me out a bit. You werenât like this at dinnerâ he says watching you with tea in his eyes
You couldnât take it, you felt your mouth move faster than your brain and suddenly you blurted out.
âWill youâre distracting me! I havenât been able to focus for months because of you and I thought doing this Bible study would calm me down but my brain wonât shut offâ you say hurriedly
Willâs face goes bright red and he blinks slowly as if heâs trying to understand the concept of what you just said to him.
âAnd Iâm sure I just made this unbelievably awkward for you, so Iâm sorry. Iâm a good woman and I am a woman of God. I can not allow these impure thoughts to keep riddling my brain. Itâs lustful and sinful and not okayâ you blurt out
When you finally realize what youâve said itâs all too late. Your eyes practically snap out of your head and youâre avoiding his eye contact.
âWhat kind of thoughts?â He asks shyly as he seems to shrink in on himself
âWhat?â You ask as you blink rapidly. You werenât sure you were living real life. This had to be a dream
âFor you to feel this distracted and have such a physical reaction to me. And not to mention feel compelled to reveal all this to me, then you must think some bad thingsâ he says as he watches you intently. The grip on your bag firmer than ever.
âWill this is so embarrassing. I barely know you and this is highly innapropriate. I think itâs just best if I go and we part waysâ you say as you shake your head
âWeâre not complete strangersâ he says trying to make this light hearted as you wished for the ground to open up and swallow you whole.
âIâm sorry but I can notâ you respond back as you turn and grab your cardigan
âCome on, confess your sins. Itâs only right you ask for forgiveness is it not?â he says in a low mocking tone
âStop it. Youâre being meanâ you say as you snatch your cardigan off the chair and shove it in your bag.
âIâm not. I just want you to tell me. Rid your mind of these bad thoughts and then we can move on from itâ he says as he steps closer to you, slowly blinking
âI canâtâ you blurt out as you avoid his eyes
âHere sit down next to me, letâs talk like adults. Iâm not trying to be mean I truly want you to work through these sinful thoughtsâ he says as he sits back down in his original spot
Only then did it click to you. He wasnât being mean and he wasnât being sexual. He truly wanted to help you rid your mind of the lustful thoughts. Was he oblivious or was he truly a good Christian man who wanted to help his fellow friend.
You sighed deeply before dropping your tote bag and sitting back down next to him.
âWell, go on this is a judgement free zoneâ he says as he smiles at you
âI think youâre an attractive man and of course thereâs nothing wrong with that, but my mind goes beyond that. I see the way your arms flex and how your muscles stand out. Your broad shoulders are always so distracting and the veins running down your arms to your hands always keep me staring. Your eyes are gorgeous and captivating like I could get lost in themâ you admit to him as you fidget with your fingers
âAh I see. Thatâs just physical attraction which is completely normal. Itâs not a sin, but a human instinct. I think youâre physically attractive as well! Why are you punishing yourself for thinking these things?â He says a little dumb founded
âIt goes way beyond just physical attraction Willâ you say to him
âLikeâŚ.like what?â He says as his eyes bore into the side of your head
âIt moves to sexual attraction. I wonder what your lips would feel like on mine. How they would feel kissing my neck and down my chest. Your hands! Would they be rough or smooth against my skin? I think a lot about you kissing and touching meâ you say in a whisper too embarrassed to face him
âAnd do you touch yourself?â He asks after a moment of silence
âI doâ you say in a whisper as shame eats you alive. Your eyes closing as you shake your head
âI seeâŚâ he says as he looks away almost pondering
Will scooches closer to you, rubbing your upper back in a soothing manner. You want to beg him to stop because you know you wonât be able to control yourself for much longer.
Almost instantly Will leans in close to your ear. You can feel his breath on your neck and goosebumps start to raise.
âI touch myself to the thought of you tooâ he whispers as his hand moves from your upper back to hold the back of your neck
Your head shoots up and his statement hits you right in your core. His hands felt all too warm and his body felt way too close.
âYou what?â You say still looking straight ahead
âSome nights the thought of you is too much. It causes an ache in my dick that I have to take care ofâ he says as he watches the side of your face
You gasp at his vulgar words. Youâve never even heard him utter more than a âdarnâ so to hear this come out his mouth your head was spinning.
âYou touch yourself to me?â You say still shocked
âA lotâ he says as he inches even closer his lips grazing your neck
Before you could even respond, his lips are completely placed on your neck. Soft kisses peppered from under your jawline to your collar bone.
âWillâŚ.we canâtâ you moan out lightly as you tilt your neck
âDo you want to stop?â He asks as he grabs your face and turns you to look at him
âNoâ you respond breathlessly and instantly
His lips crash to yours, sloppily and inexperienced. You both find your pace as this is all new to the both of you. His lips move for yours down to your neck and past your collar bone. Wet open mouth kisses that have you pulling at the carpet and your thighs clamping shut.
âCan I touch you?â He asks gently as he looks into your eyes
âYes! Pleaseâ you practically beg
His right hand caressing your left breast. Squeezing as you both very sloppily made out. Wet tongue everywhere, but you were breathless and on cloud 9.
âWe have to stop. This is inappropriate" you say pulling away as you looked into Willâs eyes
âWe can ask for forgiveness. I canât stopâ he says breathlessly as he looks down at your lips
You smash your lips into his once again. His hand sliding under your shirt and fully squeezing your breast. The feel of your warm plush skin makes him harder by the second.
Your lips move down to his neck and he freezes. Letting go of your chest and moaning at the new feeling. Your left hand held onto his chest as you kissed from his jawline to his collar bone.
âCan I touch you?â You now ask him in a whisper
âYes, God yesâ he whimpers out as his eyes were screwed shut
Youâve never done this before, but that didnât stop you from placing your shaky hand on his clothed dick. Feeling how hard and thick he was through his pants. You both gasped at the feeling.
You palmed him through his pants as his cheeks reddened and little moans left his lips.
âWe haveâŚ.we have to stopâ he says in a moan as you squeeze harder
âDo you really want to?â You ask him as you kiss his jawline
âNot one bitâ he says as he grips the carpet
âI want to really touch you, and I know we canât have sexâ you say as you pull away
âWe canâŚwe can touch each other and not have sexâ Will offers and you nod your head frantically
Your backs were against the couch, the coffee table slid further away from you both. You both scooched even closer to one another.
Will slid his pants and his boxers down as you slid your capri slacks and panties down. Both nude from the waist down. Eyes glued on one anotherâs nether regions
Your mouth hung open as you stared at his dick. Painfully hard, leaking and a swollen tip. You watched as his dick jumped every time you looked at it.
Will leaned forward and unclasped his cross necklace from around his neck.
âIâm ashamed, but I can't stopâ he says in a whisper as he places the chain out of your guys line of view
You grab his left hand and slide it down between your thighs. Will gasps at the new feeling
âYouâre so wetâ he says as his cock jumps
âEvery night I think of you this is how I getâ you whisper as your legs spread wider for him
Will's mouth opens wider and heâs in pure shock. You help guide his fingers around your clit. Moaning everytime he circles it just right.
Removing his hand from your mound, you slide two fingers between your folds. Picking up your arousal before leaning over and spreading it on Willâs dick.
His hips jerk at the sensation and he moans deeply. His fingers shortly stop rubbing your clit. But he gathers himself as he continues to rub in slow deep circles.
âDonât stopâ you moan out as you jerk him up and down
âI donât think Iâm going to lastâ Will moans out as his thighs tremble
âMe neither. You feel so goodâ you whimper as he squeezes your clit between his middle and ring finger. Your hips jerking off the ground instantly.
Your hand jerks him harder and you accidentally squeeze the tip, his hips jerk up and he lets out a small sob.
âPlease, please donât stop, I'm gonna cumâ he moans out as he looks over at you.
Leaning his sticky forehead on yours as he connects his lips to yours. Stopping every few seconds to let out a shaky moan as he swallows thickly.
âWe shouldnât be doing thisâ you moan out as his fingers rub faster. All that can be heard is the wetness between your legs, both of you panting and moaning and the slick sounds of your hands jerking him off
âWe shouldnât, but it feels too good to stopâ he moans out as he kisses your neck
Your left hand comes up to his cheek, caressing it as you kiss him deeper and sloppily. Broken moans escaping from both your mouths.
âIâm gonna cumâ he moans out as his hips jerk
âMe tooâ you say as you continue to swap spit
And suddenly your hips are clamping around his forearm. Shaking and trembling as you break the kiss. Moaning his name like a prayer as you come all over his fingers.
The grip you subconsciously had on his dick brings him to the edge. His breathing comes out erratically as his lower stomach clenches.
Chanting your name as he breaks the kiss. Both of you looking down as his thighs shake one last time. White ropes of cum painting your hand and the sliver of his lower exposed stomach.
Moaning into each other's mouths as you both come down from your high.
You stayed there catching your breaths for a moment. Kissing his jawline and neck gently.
âIâm sorry. We shouldnât have done thisâ you say as you snap back to reality
âWe can ask for forgivenessâ is all he blurted out
Giggling as you both attached your lips to one another.
And thatâs exactly what you both did. Every Friday your bibles would be long forgotten and your hands and mouths would start wandering.
Long kisses and gentle touches. Exploring each other's bodies and asking for forgiveness on Sunday. Locking eyes with a dirty smirk as youâd step out of confessional allowing Will to step in after you.
Shame never haunted you both for too long.
The End
Ik this is like superrrr controversial to write, but itâs fiction. Hope you enjoyed, and thanks for the support đ¤
-Jđ¸ď¸
Foot Steps
Pairing: Macklin Celebrini x Female Reader
Word count: 3.6k
Synopsis: Y/Nâs parents invited Mack and reader to their family summer house in Nantucket. The nerves start to eat up at Mack, but he soon realizes there was no reason for that. His next obstacle was not being allowed to sleep in readers room with herâŚ..đď¸
Warnings: SMUT! Male masturbation!! Sneaking around the house! Blushy Mack! Whimpering Mack! Reader and Mack are aged up a few years!Not proof reader!
Song for imagine: Kiss Me- Sixpence None The Richer
âMack what are you talking about my parents love youâ you say laughing at his sudden nervousness
âI know, but sometimes your dad looks at me like he wants to kill meâ Mack says as he pulls out of the driveway of your Airbnb
âYou are so paranoid! That's just my dad. He has such a strong personality and a bad case of resting bitch faceâ you respond to him as you brush your fingers through his hair
âI am not paranoid! He just scares me a little bitâ he replies in a shriek
âListen, my dad is the more traditional of the two, and he definitely wanted me to date someone who works in a corporation or owns a business. He was a little shocked when I told him I was dating a hockey player, but when I told him NHL his ears perked up a littleâ you say to him as he smirks and side eyes you
âFine! I will try and be less nervous but if I freeze up you canât say I didnât warn youâ Mack replies
âThatâs okay. You have hung out with my parents more times than I can count. I think youâre nervous at the fact that this is the first time we will all be sleeping under the same roofâ you reply as you giggle at him
âPfffttt whatttttâ Macklin says almost instantly as his neck snaps to look your way
âEyes on the roadâ you say playfully pushing his head to face the street
Your parents had invited your siblings, yourself and all the significant others to spend an extended weekend in your childhood summer cabin in Nantucket. Mack was instantly jumping at the idea as he loved travelling with you and you knew secretly deep down he loved your parents.
His nerves became evident when you told him your sister and brother werenât arriving till Saturday. Which meant a full 24 hours of your parents and you two alone. He said he was fine, but you caught him multiple times staring into space as his leg bounced 100 miles a minute.
âListen Macky my parents love you especially my dad and there is no reason you should feel nervous. I will say though we will not be sleeping in the same bedroomâ you tell him
âWhat? Why not? Weâre a coupleâ he says perplexed at the idea
âWell for starters weâre not married, we donât have kids and we are still very young. My dad is very traditional in that sense! I mean come on we canât be in the same room with the door closed even if weâre just talkingâ you say to him as you text your mom that you were 10 minutes away
âYeah but weâre 22 now. I expected that rule to kind of disappearââ he replies to you
âOh absolutely not. My parents love you, but my dad doesnât doubt that you have wandering hands and lets be honest with ourselves your hands wander all the timeâ you say giggling as his cheeks heated up
âGreat so now I canât even sleep next to you for the next three nightsâ he says sighing and shaking his head
âI promise you, you will be fine. We donât even live together and you surviveââ you say rolling your eyes at him
âYeah, but we sleep over each other's places all the timeâ he says whining
âOh quit your whining! You will be okayââ you say shoving his shoulder playfully
By that point you had arrived and Mack pulled into your parents driveway, taking in the scenery as he almost ran over your moms hydrangeas. Muttering a whoops as he overcorrected the steering wheel and missed them by a hair.
âSomeone is excitedâ you say laughing
âI sure am, almost took out the flowers thereâ he says laughing hysterically
âLets go babyâ you respond as you hop out the car
Making your way over to the trunk you pull your bags out, but Macklin grabs both before you could even fully grab one.
âGive me those babeâ he replied as he slides both bags into one hand and slams the trunk close
âY/N! Youâre here! Hi baby I missed youâ You hear your mom call out to you as she rushes over
Engulfing you in a tight hug as you sway side to side. Letting go she plants a kiss to your cheek before turning to Macklin
âMacklin! You are looking so handsome. What an angel you areâ Your mom says as she pulls him in for a hug and plants a kiss on his cheek
âY/M/N itâs so good to see you. Thank you for having meâ he replies as he pulls away
âAnytime! I just adore you sweetie, is Y/N feeding you my gosh you are looking thinâ your mom says as she pulls at his shirt
âMom! Do I feed him? This guy eats anything in sight like a vacuum he has just been cutting back on the junk foodâ you say as you shake your head
âOh sweetheart! Have a little fun while youâre here. Eat some junk food please we canât have you blowing away in the windâ she says as she ushers for you guys to step in
Macklin finds this so funny, and he breaks down into giggles as his smile grows wider. Following behind you as he tries to stop laughing. You look back at him and shake your head playfully. Your mom was big on feeding all her children's significant others. She could tell if even one pound was dropped. Mack found it endearing and hilarious of course, but it gave him a reason to eat however he wanted.
Stepping into the house Mack placed your bags on the end of the steps as you walked into the kitchen greeting your dad. Mackling followed behind shortly after.
âMacklin nice to see you again sonââ you dad states as he shakes Macklins hand firmly
âGood to see you too sirâ Mack responds as his eyes avert from the floor to your father
âNice season you guys played! I watched every game with my boys. They still canât believe my princess is dating a San Jose Shark. Us being from Boston they expected a Bruin to be with her. Had to tell them she likes the West coast betterâ You dad says laughing as he turns back around towards the sink
âOh thank you! Pretty rough season especially towards the end. I also canât believe Iâm dating your daughter, glad to say she didnât pick a Bruin. Not too much of a fan of those guysâ Mack says laughing
âYou are a funny man! Glad to see you kid. Make yourself at home. Y/M/N and I are prepping for dinnerâ He replies to you both
âDo you guys want any help?â Macklin quickly adds as you go take a seat in the living room
Mack and your dad began cooking together and working the grill as they indulged in loud conversations. Your tv show being interrupted by how loud they were being. You peeked out the window and felt your heart melt. Mack had the tongs in his hand as he flipped the chicken and laughed with your dad.
Your dad standing next to him drinking a beer as he pat him on the shoulder. Mack had been so nervous and for no reason your dad was tickled pink by him.
That night at dinner you all sat around enjoying your meals as you talked and laughed with one another. Enjoying one another's company as you look over at Macklin taking in his beauty as he engages in conversation with your parents.
âMommy thank you for the rice it was so good, and Mack and Daddy the chicken was out of this worldâ You say as you collect everyone's dish and bring them to the sink
âYour welcome babyâ your mom says as she sips on her wine
âShowed your boy here how to properly use a grillâ your dad says as he winks at Macklin
âI like to think Iâm a pro now at using the grillâ Macklin says shrugging his shoulders as he picks up the remainder of the dishes and follows you to the sink
âYouâre almost there kidââ your dad responds as he nods, sipping on his water
Mack joined you at the sink, scraping the excess food into the trash and handing you the dirty dishes.
âHeyâ he says in a whisper as he pumps his shoulder with yours
âHiâ you say back shyly, rising each dish and handing them to him as he places them in the dishwasher
âFeel like I havenât seen you all eveningââ he says as he leans to plant a kiss to your forehead
âThatâs because you havenât. You have been spending all day with my dad. Iâm glad you seem less nervousââ you say as you smile at him
âHeâs a great man, I love the guyâ Macklin responds as he laughs through his nose
âIâm glad and thank you for helping them and meâ you say as you lean over and plant a kiss to his lips.
Pulling away briefly before planting more kisses to your lips, forgetting where you guys were and getting lost in your taste. You pulled away and went a little wide eyed.
âAlright you two no more of that while Iâm hereâ you hear your dad say playfully
âSorry sir!â Mack basically screeches out as his cheeks blushed a deep shade of pink
âSorry dadâ you say turning around and nodding at him
After the dishes were done and the kitchen was cleaned up you all sat in the living room chatting for a bit, and before you knew it it was 10pm.
âAlright guys we are going to call it a night. Mack the guest room next to ours is all set up for you let me show youâ your dad says as him and your mom stand up
Macklin gives you a side eye that your dad catches.
âYoung man I may have been born at night but not last night. I know what it's like to be young and in love therefore you both will remain separatedâ he says patting him on the back
âDad! Ew! Come on donât be grossâ you say groaning
âWell how do you think your siblings and you got here when we were so youngâ you mom asks rhetorically
âOh my gosh. I am going to bed tooâ you say shaking your head as you cringe
Standing up you hug your parents and Mack goodnight as you head up for the night.
Mack and you had been texting for a little bit about how crazy it was to be separated. He even texted that he could hear your dad snoring and he was tempted to sleep on the couch in the living room.
You giggled as you called him dramatic. He stopped answering so you figured he fell asleep, and so you decided to shower and prepare for bed yourself.
After completing your routine you turned your lamp on, and shut off your vanity lights. Engulfing your room in a slight warm glow. Suddenly you heard a faint knock on your door and you assumed it was your mother because she was a night owl like yourself. Often sitting in your bed till 2am giggling till she decided to go back down to sleep.
Cracking the door open with a smile, your eyes nearly popped out your head when you saw Mack there and not your mother. He was freshly showered as his wet hair hung over his eyes and his white t-shirt clung to every muscle.
You opened the door and pulled him in gently. Shutting the door behind him. His lips crash to yours with so much passion you feel your knees go weak slightly. Breathlessly pulling away you open your mouth
âMacklin what are you doing? You are going to get me in so much troubleâ You say in a hush
The back of his knees hits the edge of your bed and falls down with a gentle thud. His sweatpants clinging in all the right places, and it takes all your willpower not to look.
âBaby your parents are out cold, I snuck up here like a thief in the night. I will leave before the sun comes up and they will never know. I need to hug you and kiss you some more before I fall asleepâ he says pouting as he pulls you in by your nightgown
âIf you get caught up here you are taking all the blame I donât want to hear itâ you say rolling your eyes at him
âDeal! Now come lay back with meâ He says as he scooches under your covers and makes himself at home in your bed
âYou are such a babyâ you say as he snuggles into your sheets all cozy. He nods his head and bats his lashes
Sliding in next to him he immediately pulls you in close to his chest. Inhaling his scent as you plant a kiss to his lips. Running your fingers through his slightly damp hair as you kiss his lips then his nose over to his check and down to his jawline.
Leaning his head back he lets out the slightest little moan. Relishing in your touch and your scent, but you stopped.
âMack this is exactly why my dad doesnât want you sleeping up here. Youâre already getting antsyâ you say as you pull your hand from his hair
âAntsy? I just love you so much! God forbid my beautiful girlfriend touches and kisses meâ he says in a sassy tone
âWhat a little brat you areâ you say laughing in his face
âI am just the slightest bit touch starved, and I wasnât too comfortable rubbing one out with your dad on the opposite side of the wallâ he says as he shifts to lay flat on his back, his eyes darting to the ceiling
âCouldâve rubbed one out in the showerâ you say as you prop your head up on your hand
âOh yeah let me jerk off in the shower right next to your parents room. Iâm sure they wouldnât hear anythingâ he says furrowing his brows
âTrueâŚwell rub one out hereâ you say as your eyes flash with the slightest bit of excitement
âIn your bathroom?â He asks innocently as he looks over at you
âI mean you can if you want some privacy, but I meant right here in front of meâ you say looking down at his body. A chill runs through Mackâs body. He swallows thickly and looks nervous instantly.
âI mean I can go to the bathroom so Iâm not disturbing youâ he says lowly
âMack, I want you to touch yourself in front of me. I want to watchâ you say sweetly as nerves riddled his face
âYou want to watch me?â He asks shocked and excited
âYeah, Iâve never seen you touch yourself before. I bet itâs so hot to see what you do when Iâm not aroundâ you say as you sit up. Sitting criss-cross next to him as you face him fully.
âYeah, okayâ he says smiling at you as you see the faintest blush creep up his cheeks.
âDo you want my help at all? Or do you want to show me fully what you do on your ownâ you ask him as you adjust your position
âIâll show you what I do on my ownâ he says as he pushes the bed sheets down his body. Lifting up slightly he slips his shirt off and hands it to you gently
âOkayâ you say in a whisper with a small smile as you fold his shirt and place it on your pillow
âAre you sure this isnâtâŚ.like awkward for you?â He asks as he looks over at you
âWhy would it be awkward? I think itâs hotâ you reply back to him. Heâs silent for a moment and all you can hear is the hum of the AC coming through the vents
âOkay, yeah okayâ he says shaking the thoughts out of his head
Youâre genuinely intrigued. Youâve never seen him touch himself. Heâs never sent you a video no matter how many times you hinted at it. All youâve ever seen is when you guys have sex or when youâre touching him. Your mind danced in excitement, you were opening Pandoraâs box.
Mack got out of his head and slid his sweatpants down his black underwear clinging to the tent slowly forming. He bunched his pants up and put them under his head to give him more cushion and a better look at himself. He was such a nasty little freak.
Mack goes to open his mouth and your eyes dart to his waiting for him to speak.
âAt first- ahem- at first I like to palm myself through my underwear. Gets me more excitedâ he says in a broken whisper as his voice cracks.
Macklinâs right hand slides down to his dick, adjusting it so that it sits touching his left thigh. Grabbing at it feverishly a small little moan leaves his mouth. Almost sounding pathetic and it goes straight to your core. Your mouth hangs open slightly as you watch. His chest rising and falling faster as his grip tightens.
âJust like that, and then I go for itâ he says breathlessly as his eyes look over at your face making sure you were still comfortable
He slides his underwear down and kicks them to the end of your bed. His dick springing upwards and touching his lower stomach, the smallest bead of pre cum rolling down the head.
You couldnât believe your eyes, and you knew you were breathing so shallowly as you barely blinked, scared to miss anything.
âAnd umâŚusually Iâd use lotion when I want to take my time, but when Iâm really horny I just use my spitâ he says deeply
âSpitâŚyouâre such a freakâ you say lowly as your eyes widen
âWorks just as goodâ he says as he brings his hand up to his mouth, spitting into his palm and bringing it down to his cock.
Spreading the spit up and down, he hisses slowly as he brings his left hand under his head propping himself up more.
His mouth hangs open as he brings his hand up and down, squeezing the tip as his hips jerked upwards.
âFuckâ he moans out as his eyes shut. His fist moving faster and all that could be heard were the slow wet sounds and his heavy breathing
âWhat do you think about?â You ask in a hush tone
âYou..always you and how pretty you always look, how nice you are to me, how youâre the best thing that ever happened to meâ he says in a moan as he looks over at you
âMmmmm I donât think Iâm going to last much longerâ Mack moans in a hushed tone as his hand jerks faster
His abs contract as the veins in his arms and hands pop out more. His thighs quiver slightly and the muscles in his biceps flex rapidly. Heat and a blush creep up his neck to his cheeks as he whimpers.
âI love that youâre watching me, itâs so hotâ he moans as he moves his hand faster around his dick
âI love watching you, this is the hottest thing Iâve ever seen you doâ you say as you lick your dry lips
âFuck I love you so muchâ he whimpers as his brows slant downwards, you knew he was close to cumming
âI love you too babyâ you say as you bite your lip
âShitâŚIâm going to cumâ he moans as his mouth hangs open
His arm moving at rapid speed as his hips jerk and his thighs clench. His whimper turns into silent little sobs as he looks at you.
âFuck Iâm gonna cumâŚIâm gonna cumâ he moans as his brows furrow and his jaw falls slack
Suddenly thick white ropes shoot out onto his lower stomach and abs. Moaning and whimpering as he holds eye contact with you. Jerking himself of every last drop he has.
Finally catching a breath, he looks at you in a drunken haze. His dick falling against his lower stomach as he was sensitive and spent.
You lean over and attach your lips to his, your fingers running through his hair as your lips smacked together.
âI fucking love you so muchâ he says as he kisses you non stop
âI love you tooâ you say as you smile shyly
Getting up you trot over to your bathroom and grab a warm wet towel, returning to Mack you clean him up and he dresses himself.
Laying back down next to him he pulls you in close to him, his hands roaming your body as he kisses on you. Squeezing at your breast and your hips. Your body rolling into his. His fingers dance around your waistband before sliding down
Mack spent the rest of that night edging you and bringing you to release multiple times. Falling asleep in his arms.
You jump up at 5am telling him he has to get downstairs because your dad wakes at 5:30 and you could not risk getting caught.
Groggily he agrees and shuffles out the room after placing a kiss to your lips.
Snuggling back into your sheets you relish in the scent of Macklin left behind. Smiling to yourself as you fell asleep again.
Listening to his faint foot steps down the hall to the stairs.
The End
Idek what I wrote, but this came about. Hope you enjoyed lolll. Thanks for the supportâĽď¸
-Jđ¸ď¸
Moonlight
Pairing: Will Smith (hockey) x Female Reader
Word Count: 3.9k
Synopsis: Y/N never had luck in love until she met Will. He will go to the ends of the earth to put a smile on her face. His love for Y/N is so intense, so what better way than to bring her to the city of love? âĽď¸
Warnings: None really. Slightly suggestive at the end. Soft domestic Will. Not proofread. Also Iâve never been to Paris let alone France, so idk what Iâm really talking about!
Songs for imagine: Letter Home- Childish Gambino
What Kind of Love- Childish Gambino
Take my hand
You don't even have to call
You're somewhere out there after all
You're all I ever wanted
You had torn up your condo for nearly an hour looking for your gold ring. It is your favorite ring, and not to mention it was the first big girl purchase you made after securing your current job. At first you were giggling sure that it was somewhere in between couch cushions, or maybe in your bathroom. However, those giggles turned to angered sighs after every section you searched turned up empty.
Will helped you search every corner of your living room, your dining room and your kitchen. At one point he was on all fours and you laughed to yourself making note to make fun of him for it later. You grunted in defeat as you let yourself fall on to the couch.
âWill that ring meant everything to me, and it was so expensiveâ you say with a frown as tears threaten to pour from your eyes.
âI know baby, and I am sure it is here somewhere. If not I can buy you another oneâ he replies as his thumb caresses your cheek as he rubs the skin softly.
âBut I donât want another one, I want that oneâ you say as your voice bobs in your throat. He nods knowingly and kisses your forehead as you shut your eyes.
You never misplaced your things, and the fact your ring disappeared felt like a gut punch. That was the one piece of physical evidence of how hard you worked to get where you are, and just like that it was gone. The worst part is you truly could not remember when you took it off, and where you might have put it down.
âBabe, what if I threw it out, or flushed it, or if I lost it in the street?â You say as you run a stressed hand through your hair.
âCome on I doubt that, listen I will go upstairs and check every single corner of every room. Just stay down here and try to relax. I got thisâ Will tells you as he rubs your shoulders gently
Nodding at him, you lean back and Will bolts for the steps to go upstairs.
The young man was on a mission, he gunned for the end of the hallway which was your bedroom. Somewhere he has been plenty of times the last two years you have been together. He knew every corner and he searched it like a bloodhound. He stopped in front of your walk in closet, and he thought why would your ring be there; but then again he thought why wouldn't it be?
Flicking the light on he began to scan the walk in closet. Shaking out your clothes on the hanger to see if maybe the ring was caught on an article of clothing. He picked up each and every shoe, shaking them out but to avail. He ran his socked foot across the carpet in your closet to see if maybe it had been there, but still nothing.
Will ran his hands on top of the shelves, but nothing was there. Suddenly his fingers smashed into a tin can, and he silently yelped as he looked at his ring finger. Reaching up he tapped on the container again, his brows furrowed as he had never seen this tin before.
He attempted to lift it with one hand, but it was a lot heavier than he thought and it fell out of his hand. Crashing onto the carpet definitely softened the blow, but not enough.
âWill, what was that?â You had called out from downstairs
âUh nothing just a few photo albumsâ He yelled back as he picked up the buckle tin container
âAre you alright?â You had yelled back
âOh yeah Iâm fine, still looking for the ring. Iâm not giving upâ Will says back before he went back to looking at the container.
He had never seen this in all the years he has known and dated you, and he knows he shouldnât open it; but curiosity will always kill the cat. He silently cracks the can open, and smiles instantly.
Itâs a bunch of baby pictures of you, and pictures with your family. Thereâs some old crafts from when you were a kid. His heart melts that you have these treasured items locked away for your own safe keeping.
He comes across a green and pink journal covered in chunky glitter and butterflies. Once again he knows he shouldnât open it, but he does. He sees that it's a diary from when you were a kid and laughs at all the nonsense you wrote in it. Mainly stories about how your parents hated you for making you eat something you didnât like.
One from eighth grade caught his eye
Dear diary,
Why are boys so mean? I know I am not the prettiest or smartest girl, but I am nice. I always like guys who end up being so mean to me, and for what? Always saying ew! Why would I like Y/N? She's so ugly and a loser. I never did anything to them for them to treat me this way. Where is my prince? My knight in shining armour?
He felt a sting of hurt in his heart, middle school was such a rough time; but you didnât deserve that. He closed that journal and moved onto the second one he found which was much bigger and thicker and had a deep red leather cover.
Will cracked that one open and he realized this was from your high school and college days, something more recent. Many entries went over your struggles with being yourself, and shitty boys. Another one had caught his eye, and it was an excerpt from when you were a senior in high school.
Dear Diary,
Joey is such a dick! He treats everyone around him like shit, and people just soak it up. When youâre not pretty or popular I guess assholes like him make it a problem. I mean who dares their friend to ask you out, and then when you say yes they laugh at you. Telling you how crazy you are to ever think someone like you could find a boyfriend. I hate boys!! There is no such thing as a prince or a knight in shining armour.
Will couldnât understand why you had never told him about these douchebags. He really was hurting reading these, but he just couldnât stop.
He read all your excerpts about your first boyfriend you met in college. He read all the gritty details about how he was your first kiss, your first date, your first sexual partner and even though he cringed he found it wholesome. That was until he got to the part about your breakup. You didnât write much other than âI hate cheatersâ and âI hope he gets an STD and his dick falls offâ
Based on those entries he knew that breakup was an extremely touchy one, and knew not to pry. However, your diary entries went rouge till the year you guys had met, and so he couldnât help but start reading.
Dear Diary,
Why am I so hard to love? I just donât get it! I put myself out there and Iâm only good enough for one night stands and crappy dinner dates where I get left paying the tab. This is just so unfair. I truly believe love isnât for me, I mean Iâm 21 going on 22 and my dating life is a complete dumpster fire. What am I doing wrong?? I am so sick of these fairytale rom com movies that paint such bullshit images of true love and soulmates. I am going to be alone forever, and I will probably die alone too. Princes and knights in shining armour are still bullshit!!
All your insecurities began to make sense to Will. You had never had a man make you feel secure whether he was with you or not. You were constantly hurt, and it made the tear in his heart bigger. He couldnât put your diary down as he felt the need to keep reading.
Dear Diary,
I met someone today at my new job. He is super cute and really nice. He is way out of my league though the guy is a total Ken doll!! Not to mention he is in the NHL?? Yeah like that would ever happen. I donât know, but talking to him today was refreshing. It was like he actually saw me and heard me and wasnât just looking past me. I really want to be his friend. He seems like a good person to be around.
Dear Diary,
Will asked me out on a date like a real date!! He didnât laugh or seem like he didnât care. He seemed nervous and his cheeks were so red. I said yes of course and his eyes lit up, it was like out of a movie. Nothing I have ever seen before!! Maybe princes and knights in shining armour are real after allâŚ..
Dear Diary,
I havenât written in here in so long, but Will and I have been together a full year! He makes me so happy and I feel like I donât have to hide. I can be myself and be weird and annoying and he loves it! I mean he loves me! He actually told me he loves me and I almost fainted. I mean I always thought who could love someone like me? But clearly a 6 foot blonde haired, toned, sex god with a nice ass does! I scored big time. I hope one day we end up in Paris and under the eiffel tower we hold each other expressing our love under the moonlight. I donât even know where I got Paris from, but it's the city of love right? He is my knight in shining honour!
Will closed the book, and had a small smile on his face. Being compared to a sex god while also finding out that you love him so much, and he makes you feel normal made his heart skip a beat. He closed the journal and went to put it back when suddenly something shiny caught his attentionâŚyour ring! You had been in this container recently!
He picked up the gold ring and placed everything back in the tin container, sliding it on the shelf where its original home was. He tip-toed out of the closet and out the room. Trotting down the stairs before standing in front of you. Your eyes moving from the tv to his grinning face.
âTa daaa I found itâ Will says as he holds the ring out in front of you.
Your eyes light up, and you take it from his hand placing it on your finger.
âOh my- where?â you practically shout at him
âUm it was behind the toiletâ he says quickly as to not give himself up
âBehind the toilet?" You say as your brows furrow
âMaybe you were cleaning and it slid off your finger? Or maybe it was on the sink and you knocked it over?â he replies as he plops down next to you on the couch
âHmph, maybeâ You say, shrugging your shoulders as you swirl the ring around your finger.
Will sat on the couch next to you as he chewed his lip running through thoughts. Why had you been in the tin container recently? Were you going through something silently? He was really hurt by what he read, and everything you went through. Will knew you would talk to him if something bothered you, but he started to question himself.
So it got him thinking, and here he was a week later bouncing his leg up and down in the restaurant nervous as ever. You both were tucked into a secluded booth of a dimly lit Italian restaurant. The soft chatter, live band and glasses tinking together had you both melting in the ambiance.
You both had sat talking the whole evening, giggling about nonsense and holding hands occasionally. Dessert had been served, and as you licked your spoon Will stared at you intently. His blue eyes sparkling in the candle light.
âYou know I love you right?â Will suddenly asks you as you slowly look up at him.
âYes I do, and I love you moreâ You reply back as you took another bite of your cake
âAnd, I would do anything for you. Anything to see a smile on your faceâ He says as he watches you with love in his eyes and a warm bloom in his chest.
âWell of course you have said that since day oneâ You say giggling
âI feel like now that our season is over I can truly spend some much needed time with you. I want to go on a vacation, just the two of usâ He says softly as he grabs your hand, brushing his thumb over your knuckles.
âA vacationâŚthat sounds lovelyâ You say to him as you soak in his touch.
âIt will be, because it's all planned, and since you work for the Sharks I already got your time away approvedâ He says with a sheepish grin
âWhat? You didnât have to do that! I could have waited till my one week vacation in a monthâ You reply as your heart melts
âNo baby, I need to take you away sooner than thatâ He says as he leans over and plants a kiss on your shoulder.
âWhere are we going?â You ask him as you look into his eyes.
âParisâ He says in a whisper as he searches your eyes for a reaction.
Your body jolts slightly and you gasp, as your hand flies up to your mouth. You shake your head side to side like youâre telling him you donât deserve this. Tears prickle your waterline as you pull him in for a hug.
âI canât believe this, you are such an amazing boyfriend. Thank you truly from the bottom of my heartâ you say, pulling away as you attack him with kisses.
âI have always wanted to go, and you deserve to be in the city of love. Plus I hear it's beautiful in June. Just you, me and the eiffel tower I couldnât ask for anything betterâ Will says as his lips crash to yours. The taste of your chocolate cake and his merlot mixing on your lips in an intoxicating way.
You both felt infinite as you shared that moment.
Time had passed agonizingly slow, the week dragging on as you anticipated your trip with Will. You could hardly contain your excitement, you called every one of your friends and family members. Many had never seen you this ecstatic before as you were practically jumping for joy every chance you got.
The week ended, and next thing you know youâre on a flight to Paris, France. Yapping Willâs ear off most of the time about everything you wanted to do in your week stay. He nodded along until he fell asleep mid conversation, and you sighed, turning over and shutting your own eyes.
Will kept on his word though because you did everything you wanted to do and more. You have seen so many beautiful architects and historical sights. You ate French delicacy meals and drank the best wine money could buy. Will even âallowedâ you to smoke a French cigarette with your coffee one day. Not because you were a smoker, but because you had seen it in every movie growing up. He watched with a big smile on his face as he recorded and took pictures of you. Bursting into laughter as you make a disgusted face, you hated cigarettes!
On the last night there you both decided on a beautiful candlelit dinner. Enjoying the evening breeze through the restaurant windows. Your mind couldnât wrap around how beautiful Paris is, or how amazing your boyfriend is. You truly felt like you were living a 2000s rom com.
So, after dinner you both walk around just chatting and laughing. Fingers interlocked as you held your stomach in laughter with your other hand.
âAnd you just let me look like an ass!â Will says in a high pitched tone as he shakes his head.
âNo I did not! I told you to say farouche not doucheâ You reply laughing hysterically as you recall the incident.
âYeah and everyone turned around and for sure thought âthis dumb Americanâ as I scream âdoucheâ to the tour guideâ Will says laughing as he attempts to hide his embarrassed face.
âSaid it with such confidence too, and then the little âuhâ that came out after. Oh my gosh Will that was so fucking funny. The panic in your eyes I wish I was recordingâ You say laughing as tears brim your eyes, your stomach hurting so much.
âWhateverrrrâ Will huffs at you as he laughs too.
By this point you had circled back around, and it was relatively late. The streets were pretty empty for a summer night. You had been near the Eiffel Tower when you both decided to stop and embrace it. Leaning on the rail as the glory of it all enchanted you.
âHoly shit this is gorgeousâ You say as you look up at the twinkling lights, Willâs gaze on you.
âYeah you areâ He says subconsciously as you lock eyes with him, blushing slightly.
âI canât begin to express how thankful I am that you planned this whole trip for us. I have had nothing but an amazing time. Itâs so pretty here, and I feel the love everywhere I go. You truly are the bestâ You state to him, pulling him in as you rest your head on his shoulder.
âYou are the most hardworking woman I have ever met. You set your mind to something and you do it with no complaints. Not only that, but you are my rock! The support you have given me these past few years has made me a better man. I fucking love you with every bone in my body. I never thought that I could love someone as intensely as I doâ Will replies as looks from the tower to you.
âWill, you have done everything and more for me the whole time we have been together. You have shown me love that I didnât even know was possible let alone existed. When I am with you my whole world just stops, and itâs as if itâs only usâ You say to him, biting your lip as you choke back a sob.
âI knew from the moment I laid eyes on you, that you were the one for me. You came in hot! You never backed down and you always challenged your superiors. My head was on a swivel when you were near. Everything about you just drew me in. I love you so much and I want you to know that I will love you foreverâ Will says as he faces me, his thumb caressing my cheek as his eyes twinkled with tears.
He went to open his mouth, but averted his eyes. Clearing his throat and blinking his tears away. He wanted to bring up the diaries he read, but didnât know how you would react.
âI donât want you to get upset with me, but I stumbled across your diaries when I was looking for your ring. I didnât want to read them, but I could not help myself. The things I read and what you experienced broke my heart. I canât believe so many guys in your life had made you feel less thanâ He says as he looks deep into your eyes
âWill-â You began but he cut you off.
It began to rain, not heavy but enough to have you shielding your eyes as you looked at him.
âY/N you are gorgeous and funny, unbelievably smart and goal driven. Who cares if youâre weird? Everybody is weird! Little you and adult you deserve that knight in shining armour.â He says as the rain begins to pick up.
âWill, it doesnât matter. Itâs only a diary everyone knows, diaries are just full of crapâ You say as you begin to get drenched.
âNo! Absolutely not. It does matter and your feelings are valid. You deserved better, and Iâm sorry if I have ever done anything in our relationship for you to question meâ He says as he runs his hands through his hair
You shake your head as you open your mouth âNo! You have never done anything that would make me question what we have. You are perfect and have always been perfectâ You say as you grab onto him.
âWhy were you looking in that container then?â Will asks as he searches your eyes for an answer.
âI wanted to reflect! I wanted to see all the pain I had gone through, and how I turned out to be just fineâ You say a little louder as the rain picked up a little bit more.
Will looked between your eyes as he soaked in your answer. Suddenly he pulled you in and your lips crashed at the speed of light. The twinkling of the tower, the rain getting heavier and Willâs hands around your waist as he kissed deeper. This was a kiss full of passion and it made your knees a little weak.
Will pulled away as he looked at you, eyes still glossy with tears.
âGod..Iâm in love with you. I just need you to knowâ He says as he kisses you again, this time quicker.
âI love you so muchâ You say as you stare into his eyes, yours filling with tears as well.
âWeâre getting soaked, come on lets goâ Will says as he grabs your hand.
You both run in the rain giggling as you both almost slip on the wet cobblestones. Running towards your hotel, you both enter. Basking in the heat of the lobby before making your way into the elevator.
Giggles subsiding, you both stand with your backs against the wall. Looking at one another, locking eyes intensely. Will pounces on you, his lips attaching to yours before moving to the corner of your mouth, then your jaw and down to your neck.
Pulling little faint gasps from you as his warm lips nipped at your cool skin. Pushing him against the wall your lips move from his to his neck. Lightly sucking and peppering him in kisses. His breath catches in his throat, pupils blown wide as he relishes in your warmth.
The elevator dings, and you both pull away from each other. Hurrying down the corridor to your hotel room. The minute you step in Will is back on you. His hands grab the back of your neck and spin you around towards him. Kissing you passionately as your tongues fight for dominance.
Left hand still on the back of your neck as his right hand crept past your waist and caressed just under your breast. You moaned into his mouth, burning and aching for his physical touch.
Pulling away you both catch your breaths. Panting as you stare at his rosy cheeks and wet hair. Backing away from one another your gazes fight for dominance.
âI love you so fucking much, but right now Iâm going to fuck you like I hate youâ Will says in a low growl.
You smile devilishly at him, and nod your head.
Do Not Disturb
The End
I hope you baddies enjoyed this one! I had fun writing a little domesticated Will imagine. Thanks for the support
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Pairing: Fraser Minten x Female Reader
Word count: 3.8k
Synopsis: Fraser hates when you donât pay attention to him, but you have an important midterm to study for. What happens when he takes matters into his own hands. đź
Warnings: SMUTTTTT. Humping, soft dom reader, submissive Fraser, soft dom Fraser, lowkey puppy kink IF YOU SQUINT (not really though). Ughh I think thatâs pretty much it
Song for imagine: Deeper- PARTYNEXTDOOR
âMozart why are you actually going to be the death of meâ you groan as you pull the hair close to your scalp
You were currently studying for your midterm in music, and of course your ancient teacher was making the test impossible to pass. You laid on your stomach on your bed, sheets sprawled out everywhere and your laptop 30 seconds away from overheating.
You had to remember Mozart, Beethoven, Bachâs and many more artists' life stories. Not only that, but you had to memorize what their sheet music looked like. You were a junior taking a filler elective class, and yet it was the hardest one you have taken in your whole college career.
Truthfully you wanted to scream and rip all your notes up and just curse at the sky. You already had a B in that class and if you failed youâd likely be down to a C- or even a D+. You could not have that, so you continued to punish yourself with studying.
It was close to 11:30, and you knew Fraser would be coming over soon. You told him you would watch the game, but you didnât as studying took up all your time. You brushed it off because you were sure they won. They were playing against the Rangers who could lose to them?
However, you should have known something was up with the way Fraser bursted through the door and slammed it shut. The glass cups in the kitchen rattled and you jumped slightly. You were deep in thought jotting down some new notes, but you heard his huffing and his shoes hit the wall as he kicked them off. Your brows furrowed, why was he being so loud?
âIâm in here babyâ you call out in a sing song manner as you shake the cramp out of your hand before continuing to jot down more notes
Fraser slid into the room ominously and shrugged his thin jacket off. Tossing it on your chair by your makeup vanity. You slid over because you knew he wanted to lay next to you.
âHow was the game? Win bigâ you say giddy as you look from my paper to the laptop screen
âNoâŚ..we lostâŚ..4-1â he says in a faint manner as his hand lands on the back of my calf.
âAh thatâs alright youâll win next time, I bet you played goodâ you state flipping the page as you grab some music sheets
âSeason is almost over baby, and Iâm pretty sure we are not making it to the playoffsâ he said as he began to rub your legs, relaxing into his touch as you hadnât realized how tense you were.
âUgh Iâm sorry baby, I shouldâve watched and paid attention. Iâve just been so busy studying all day. I have to get at least a B on this midtermâ you reply as you scribble down words faster
âItâs alright. I had a rough game, I played like shit. I missed you and I want youâ Fraser says in a low and wanting tone
âIn a little bit, Iâm trying to studyâ you say brushing him off without even looking back at him
He sighs loudly and sucks his teeth, but you don't pay him any mind. Fraser switches positions, bringing his head by yours and his feet towards the headboard. He shifts on his side as his face is near yours. He places small kisses to your arm and shoulders, and you smile as you continue to read and write.
âYouâre so beautifulâ he murmurs as his lips press against your arm
âLove you babyâ you say as you melt into the kiss
âLove you moreâ he says breathlessly and in a hush tone
But you donât miss it, the faint roll of his hips ever so lightly. His left hand faintly runs up and down your back, tracing shapes on your spine. He does it again, but this time a little harder. He starts to rut against your thigh. Breathlessly moaning as he tries to keep it a secret, but you know.
âFraserâŚ.what are you doing?â You ask like a mother suspicious of her child
âHmmâŚnothingâ he chokes out as the side of his face lay pressed against you
But he canât stop, and he wonât. The friction of his jeans against his dick as he rocks his hips is sending him into overdrive. He was unbelievably touch starved, and he couldnât control himself.
He was humping you by now, his hips rocking harder as his mouth fell open. Little moans and whimpers leave his mouth as his hand is clasped to your back firmly. Not paying attention as his eyes were screwed shut and his lips remained parted, Fraser starts to drool on your shirt. His glasses dig into your skin as he pushes against you harder. The bed starts to creak with how hard heâs starting to hump. Your writing becomes scribbled as you try to remain still.
You werenât sure why you continued to let him rut against you. Maybe you liked the humiliation he may feel after, or maybe you just found it hot. Having your giant, muscular and nerdy boyfriend melt into you as he humps and drools like a dog with its favorite toy.
âFraserâŚI asked you what are you doing?â You ask firmly as you slam your pen down on your book
âMmmâŚ.Iâm sorry⌠Iâm sorry I canât help it. Youâre so pretty and so sweet and I want you so bad and I want you to touch me so badâ he babbles on as he slows his hips down. The drool soaking through your shirt, and all you can feel is the wetness with the pressure of the plastic from his glasses digging into the same sore spot.
âAnd I told you to let me finish studying, and Iâd give you what you wanted, but you didnât listen. Youâre selfish and only care about getting what you wantâ you reply back with a slight tone of annoyance, Fraserâs biggest fear.
âWhat? No! No! Iâm not selfish. Iâm sorry Iâm sorry please. I just love you so much, and seeing you lay here like this has got my mind all fucked upâ he says pulling away and looking at your side profile. Worried eyes scanning your face because you wouldnât turn to look at him.
âDo you want me to fail my midterm? Do you want me to fail the class and have to retake it? And pay for it all over again? Do you think Iâm made of money?â You ask him as you pick your pen up again and start writing faster
âNoâŚno⌠I never said that. Plus Iâm signed for a 2 million dollar contract. I can just pay for your tuition if you happen to failâ he says in a smug whispered tone, kissing your shoulder and trailing his hand down your back before squeezing your ass.
One part of you ached because he was so sweet, willing to pay for your schooling; but the other part of you bubbled in anger that he kind of didnât care if youâd fail.
Your head snapped to the right, glaring at him intensely. His eyes soften and his brows furrow in a puppy dog manner. His hand is still groping your ass. The irony of this whole situation. Heâs all flustered and cute and shy while his hand is violently squeezing at your behind.
âI should get up and go study in the kitchen and lock your ass in here, but Iâm not that meanâ you state as you stand up, collecting all your materials and placing them on your desk.
A gleam of hope pops into his eyes as he sits up on the bed, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. His body was so hot and flushed he was like a human torch.
âSo what Iâll have you do instead is strip for me, and lay on the bed. You will wait till I feel that I am done with my studying before you get anything you wantâ you say with a smile as you sit in your chair.
âWhat? ButâŚbutâ he says standing up like a kid who just got scolded.
âNo buts, just doâ you say firmly as you chew on the back of your pen
âThatâs not fair. Youâre being meanâ he says as his eyes drop and he sits at the edge of your bed
âIâm being mean? After humping me like a horny dog I shouldnât give you anything. Iâm giving you the chance to earn meâ you say with emphasis on the ending.
He stares at you before his eyes drop to the floor, he knows youâre right. Slowly he slides his socks off. He licks his bottom lip before standing up. His buckle clinking as he slides it off.
âLook at you listening to me, so good to meâ you say in a tsk manner as you watch his eyes widen and his cheeks heat up. His throat ran dry, and he couldnât think of much to say.
âContinueâ you say ushering him to go on as you collect your sheets of notes and organize them
Fraser felt humiliated, removing his clothes for you as you occasionally watched. More focused on getting your notes aligned and stapling them together.
He removes his shirt next in one swift motion, wanting to toss it somewhere on the floor but you stop him.
âGive it to me, Iâm going to keep it. Hold against my body as I touch myself when youâre on roadies, breathing you inâ you say as you lick your lips. Taking the shirt from his hand and folding it nicely before placing it behind you on your dresser.
âYouâre teasing me, and I donât know how much longer I can lastâ he moans out as his chest rises and falls rapidly. The bulge in his boxers is painfully obvious.
He goes to sit back on the bed, but you stop him.
âNuh uh, underwear tooâ you say, swaying your index finger side to side. He whimpers lowly, but obliges.
Sliding his boxers down, his dick springs up. Massive and red begging to be touched. You inhale sharply, cocking your head to the side and licking your bottom lip slightly.
He reaches for his glasses before you stop him once again.
âLeave them on!â You practically shout at him, but he listens. Sliding them back up his nose before running a shaky hand through his hair.
Shooing him away you open your mouth ânow go lay down on the bed, do not touch yourself, do not talk, do not beg. I will finish my studying, and if you listen I shall give into your desiresâ you state as you turn the chair to face your desk. Flicking the desk lamp on you get back into your notes.
As you studied, Fraser laid there head in between two pillows, hands interlocked and placed over his chest. His breathing rapid as his mouth hung open. He felt like his whole body was on fire, warm and aching for release.
His dick twitched against his lower stomach, his abs and happy trail sticky with pre cum. Just the sight of you ignoring him while he laid there pathetically almost had him cumming on the spot. It didnât take much for Fraser to find his release, but he was holding out in fear you wouldnât touch him.
He loved when you took control and used him, but he felt primal. He wanted to ravish you, and he was going to get that one way or another.
What felt like hours to Fraser was truly only 45 minutes. You were pretty confident that youâd pass, but more importantly you needed Fraser badly. Closing your laptop and putting your notes away, you shut off the desk lamp and made your way over to him.
âBecause Iâm feeling extra nice, and because you were so well behaved Iâll let you decide what you wantâ you say to him as you stand at the side of the bed hovering over him.
âI need you, I need to touch you and fuck you. I need to bask in your warmth and feel you clench around meâ he says in a whimper
âYou want control tonight?â You ask him as you cock a brow
âPleaseâ he moans out as his hands clench
âWho am I to deny my good boy of what he deservesâ you say as you run your hands through his hair. His eyes shut as he relishes in the touch.
You slide out of your bottoms, and Fraser sits up with his back against the headboard. Motioning for you to sit in between his legs and you comply.
His hard dick digging into your back as youâre pressed against his hard chest. His hands hooking each one of your legs on the outside of his.
Tracing his fingers up and down your thighs, over to the waistband of your hot pink underwear. Sliding his fingers along the seam before pulling back. Running his hands up your torso and to your breasts, squeezing roughly.
Your head snaps back as your hips jut forward, a small moan leaving your mouth. Fraser uses this as an invitation to kiss along your jawline and down to your neck. His teeth grazing your warm skin as he uses his palms to rub your nipples through your shirt.
Lifting forward he removes the shirt from your body and you push your hair out of the way. His lips pepper kisses on your shoulder as his hands slide back down towards your underwear.
Hooking his thumbs on the sides he pulls them down, and then you kick them off. You spread your legs for him again. Bringing his middle and ring finger to your mouth he presses against your lips. You take his fingers into your mouth and swirl your tongue around the calloused skin. He groans in your ear, and you clench around nothing.
Removing his fingers from your mouth he slides them down to clit. Rubbing lightly before sliding them down and collecting your arousal.
âMmm so wet for meâ he whispers into your ear which causes a shiver down your spine
âYeahâŚ. Loved seeing you hard and waiting for me after humping me like a starved manâ you moan out as your eyes shut.
âCanât believe my humiliation gets you this arousedâ he says as he inserts his middle finger. Your mouth hangs open as a babbled moan leaves your throat.
His thumb rubs as his finger slides in and out, you feel like your body is on fire. You craved more and your grip on his bicep told him the same.
Inserting a second finger you damn near jumped out of his arms. The stretch with the pressure had you seeing stars.
âPlease, please pleaseâ you moan as his fingers begin to assault you. Both are curved upwards just right as they slam into you. All you can hear is your wetness, your moans and his fingers slamming against you.
âFuck! Fraser Iâm not going to lastâ you screech out as your toes curl. He pulls your head back with his left hand. The back of your head touching his shoulder as he licks up your neck. Kissing your jawline before whispering in your ear.
âYou look so hot like this, letting me abuse your pussy with my fingers. You canât even talkâ he says in a groan as his nose is pressed to your cheek, his glasses fogging up.
His fingers slamming in non stop as you moan, your eyes screwed shut as you roll your hips with each thrust. You can feel yourself about to cum, your walls clenching around his fingers and your sobs getting choked.
âBut youâre not cumming on my fingersâ he says before sliding his fingers from where you needed him the most.
Before you could even open your mouth to speak, Fraser pushes you off of him. Falling forward you catch yourself, on your hands and knees in front of him. Whimpering so pathetically.
âYouâre so sexy, but you were embarrassing me earlier. So now Iâm going to fuck you from behind and take what I wantâ Fraser groans from behind you as he grips your ass harshly and pushes you forwards even more.
You didnât even care to argue with him when you were so close to orgasming and he took that away from you. You needed him to fuck you so badly you couldnât even think straight.
Fraser slides his dick up and down between your folds, coaxing himself in your arousal. He lines himself up before sliding into you. Bottoming out within seconds.
âFuckâ you both moan, your hands gripping the sheets as it was your turn to drool now. His hands gripping your hips as he starts to thrust into you.
His hips showing no mercy as he pounds into you, Fraser becoming a whimpering mess. He was begging for a release and with how warm and tight you felt he didnât think he could last much longer.
âFraser youâre so good to meâ you moan out as you dig your face further into the sheets
âYou take me so well, you were made for meâ he growls as he grips onto you harder
His gold chain banging against his chest with each thrust, he uses his right hand to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose as they cloud with a little bit of sweat and fog.
Using that same hand he brushes his hair back and out of his face, a few strands fall forward as his thirsts get faster.
âPlease baby Iâm so closeâ you moan out as you clench around him
âI know, I knowâ he coos as he lifts you up towards his chest. His arms wrapping around your stomach as he crashes his hips into you. Your head falling back but not before slobbering onto his forearms
âAm I fucking my girl stupid? Huh? Drooling all over meâ he says in a teasing manner
âNot fair .âŚyou were drooling tooâ you moan out through gritted teeth as his tip brushed places you didnât even know existed.
âI love to drool all over you, you get me so dumb and hornyâ he groans as he bites his lip
âIm gonna cum, please pleaseâ you screech out as you feel your thighs start to shake and your knees get like jello.
âYouâre such a good girlâ He moans through gritted teeth.
âFraser! You feel so goodâ you moan out as you try to hold yourself up
âFuck I love you so muchâ He says groaning wildly
âI love you tooâ you whine out as a small sob leaves your mouth. You were so close again and his dick was curving perfectly inside you right now.
Fraserâs hips smashing into yours non stop. Fast, hard and deep as he grunts behind you. His groaning turns to whimpers which you know means heâs close.
âYou gonna cumâ you moan out to him and clench down on him
âFuckâŚ..yeahâ He moans out swallowing thickly.
The bed bangs against the wall rapidly and the boxspring creaks. Fraser and you sticking together like glue from the sweat. His chain tangled in your hair and his glasses slipping down.
âOh my god- Fraser Iâm gonna cumâ you moan as your body starts to convulse
His right hand slides to your clit as he begins to rub in fast circles. A loud scream leaves your lips.
âFuckkkk! I canâtâ you moan as your orgasm washes over you and you start to limp forwards. Your body shakes as you clench down on him. Moaning and whimpering incoherent pleads mixed in with his name.
âI got you baby, I got you" he coos as he lets your body fall forward. Tears streak your cheeks as your mouth hangs open. You couldâve sworn you blacked out from how good it felt.
Sliding out of you, and turning you over. You look up at your sexy nerd of a boyfriend. Red and sweaty chest, pink cheeks, gold chain glistening in the light, glasses sliding down his nose and his hair a slicked back mess. His hand firmly stroking his dick as he chases his own high.
Tiredly you rake your nails up and down his thighs and his mouth falls open.
âFuck Iâm gonna cum, can I?â He asks implying he wants to cum on your chest
You nod your head and run your hands up his thighs again. His thighs shake as his arm moves faster.
âShit shit shitâ he whimpers out as his orgasm washes over him, his body trembling as he paints your chest in his cum. His mouth hangs open as he thanks you.
âFuck I love youâ he says in a whisper as he leans down and kisses you. Your tongues fighting for dominance, pulling away with a string of saliva still keeping you guys connected
âDonât moveâ he whispers as he stands up
Grabbing his phone he takes a picture of you. Fucked out, sweaty and covered in his cum. Chucking his phone behind him. He helps you off of the bed and towards the bathroom.
You shower together, and he holds you up most of the time as he scrubs your body. Stopping every five minutes to connect your lips.
When you finish with your shower you sit in the chair at your desk, clad in an oversized shirt and shorts. Brushing your wet hair as you watch Fraser.
His sweatpants hung really low, his glasses sliding down once again, his toned back and his gold chain banging against his chest. He removes the sheets and cover from your bed and throws them in the wash. Replacing them with newly freshly washed ones that smell like fresh cotton and him.
He helps you to the bed and snuggles with you. Kissing your shoulder and your jaw and then your cheek and finally your lips.
âI love you so much, and youâre always so good to meâ he says as he squeezes you tighter
âThats how I feel about you, youâre always treating me so good and giving me everything I wantâ you say to him as you peck his lips.
âWouldnt have it any other wayâ he says winking and getting all shy
âNo more humping my leg like a puppy, or I will have to punish youâ you say winking at him
âOuu no promises thenâ he says giggling and blushing
You remained there babbling on into the wee hours of the morning. Eventually falling asleep close to 3am, tucked warmly in each other's arms as his lips were pressed to your forehead.
The End
I never know how to end smuts without sounding cringe and rushed. Oh well! Enjoy
-Jđ¸ď¸
Mix Up
Pairing: Luke Hughes x Female Reader
Word Count: 2K
Synopsis: When spending the night at readers goes from cute and lovey to anxious and overwhelming. What happens when Luke finds men products in readers bathroom that donât belong to him??đź
Warning: None. Self indulgence write as always!! Not proofread at all! I just be bored clearly đź
Song for imagine: All Out of Love- Air Supply
Luke wasnât sure when he fell asleep, or when you slid from his embrace and he turned over but the coldness next to him woke him. Cracking one eye open he was met with the view of your poster clad walls, grinning to himself slightly. He rubbed his eyes with his left hand as they adjusted to the brightness of the sun peaking in.
Turning over he looked over at you, and was shocked to see you with a book so close to your face as you scrunched your nose to prevent your glasses from slipping down. As to not frighten you he gently rubbed the back of his knuckles against your sheet covered thigh.
âLukey, youâre upâ you state as you lower the book slightly and smile at him
âYeah the bed was getting cold I thought you left meâ Luke responds as he smiles at you
âLeave you? I would neverâ you reply as you lean down and peck his lips
âOh Iâm glad, donât know how Iâd survive that heartbreakâ he says clutching his heart dramatically
âWhat a babyâ you say shoving him playfully
âWhat time is it anyway?â he asks as he sits up and stretches his shoulders and back
âUhh it is 7:30 to be exactâ you say to him as you turn back to your book and flip the page
âJeez! Why are you up so early?â he says laughing as he stands up and stretches the rest of his body
âI couldnât sleep, so I decided to shower and lay down again; and then when I still couldnât sleep I just decided to readâ you reply back as you flip to the next page again
âHmph, what are you reading?â he asks as he trots over to his bag he brought with him to spend the night
âThis guy is a detective who can travel to the past and future, and basically he is trying to find this missing woman because he thinks she may be trapped in another universe. However, he finds her in every universe and falls in love with her, but then when they get to a certain part of their relationship he is zapped into another decade. Itâs a mystery romance, I donât know but it's pretty goodâ you reply shrugging your shoulders as you read the cover of the book.
âSeems hard to follow alongâ Luke replies to you as he scratches the back of his neck
âKind of, but it isnât too badâ you say giggling at his confused expression
âWell I hope you enjoy, can I go shower?â he asks shyly as he points behind him
âOf course, you donât have to askâ You say giggling and blushing at his meek attitude
He nods briefly before grabbing his stuff, and stepping out to the bathroom down the hall.
Luke has been to your apartment many times, and you have been to his as well; but this was a bit more special. Last night he stood over your place for the first time ever, taking your relationship to the next level you both felt. Luke and you had developed such a strong connection and deep yearning for one another that you were taking many things slow. You had been dating for 5 months and felt like the happiest girl in the world. There was a mutual understanding of wanting to take things slow, and the lack of pressure to do things was a breath of fresh air for you both.
At most, you guys had wandering hands here and there, and kisses that got intense and landed up with your lips on each other's necks and collar bones. It was intimate and prized and you both loved it every time. So, when you invited Luke over to spend the night he got nervous, as he never slept with anyone before; and was scared to ruin things between you both. You eased his mind when you stated you didnât want to do anything, but have a normal sleepover. Because, let's face it! You both were not ready for sex just yet. Smiling to yourself you curled back into your book as you heard the shower start to run from down the hall.
Luke hopped into the shower, reaching over to his shampoo that he placed on the edge. He began to wash his hair, rinsing it out and turning to face the water to clear the suds off his face. That was when something suddenly caught his attention.
On one of the caddy shelves attached to the shower wall sat a manâs razor and Gillette shaving cream. Luke felt his heart drop to his stomach, wiping his eyes to make sure this was real. He blinked fast as his heartbeat sped up. Did you really have him stay the night if you were seeing someone else? Why were you seeing someone else? Were you planning to break up with him?
He didnât even feel angry, he was hurt and anxious and nauseous now for some reason. He shook his head. He dried his hands really quick and grabbed his phone, opening the group chat with his brothers.
Hey quick question guys.
Quinn texts back almost instantly
What's up?
Iâm at Y/Nâs and I spent the night, but Iâm having an issue
An issue? Canât get it up? Jack texts back in milliseconds
Was she not too pleased? Quinn texts back as well
Dude? No! We did not have sex, and we are not having sex. Not that it is any of your business, just for the record!!!!
Well then what is your issue? Jack replies
Luke sends a picture his brothers of his findings
You shaved? Jack texts back
No you idiot! He clearly sent this because it isnât his. Quinn texts back
Dudeeee, no way!!! Do you think sheâs cheating? Jack texts
I mean I would hope not
Weâre super happy
And we made it clear we are dating and exclusive
I donât know what to do
I am panicking actually
Luke mass texts as a form of coping with the possible idea that you are cheating on him
Lukey I promise you Y/N is not cheating on you. Have you seen the way she stares at you? Like youâre the only person in the world. Mom and dad even notice it. Just talk to her, I am sure there is a reasonable explanation. Quinn responds to him
Yeah bro Y/N would never play you like that, and she is a smart girl. What Iâm saying is if she was cheating she would not leave any evidence behind! Jack replies to the group chat
Great way with words!! Quinn responds back
Minus what Jack said, you guys are right. I will ask her, and I will keep you updated. Quinn and Jack both thumbs up the message
Later Lukey. Jack texts and Quinn thumbs up that one as well
Continuing his shower, the razor and shaving cream really haunted him. He refused to look at it as he finished up his shower. Luke felt shamed and used as he ran over every scenario in his head as to why you had men's products in your shower. He kind of just wanted to leave and sit in a dark corner. He was truly being extra, but he has never been in a relationship, so he still felt insecurities creep up on him here and there.
Luke came back into the room with furrowed brows and his gaze averted to the floor. Shoving his dirty clothes and shower products in his bag.
âHey baby! You can leave your products here if youâd likeâ You say to him smiling shyly as you surf through tv channels
âUhh yeah its fineâ Luke responds aggressively shoving the things in his bag in a hurry
âIs everything alright?â You ask as you notice how rough and fast heâs being
âIâm fineâ He replies to you as he runs his hands through his hair
Sitting down at the edge of the bed with a sigh, and slipping his socks on
âLuke what happened? You were fine before your shower, and now youâre acting all weirdâ You say as you slide the sheets off your legs and scooch down next to him.
âNah donât worry about itâ he replies as he looks at you as you sit next to him
âLukey donât do that, talk to meâ You say as you rub his shoulder with your right hand
He briefly relishes in the warmth of your touch, clenching his jaw and closing his eyes.
âIt's justâŚ..thereâs umâŚthereâs a man's razor and men's shaving cream in your shower. I know itâs probably not a big deal and I am overreacting. I just thought we were exclusive, and I guess I just want to know are you um⌠are you seeing other people? Are you cheating on me?â Luke asks, whispering the last part and cringing as it leaves his mouth.
You want to laugh in his face, not because youâre a mean person; but because Luke has got it all wrong and is stressed for no reason. So, you crack a small smile and rub your thumb on his cheek. Beginning to giggle at the situation before opening your mouth
âBaby, those are mine. I would never cheat on you. I havenât even glanced in another man's direction since the day we started talking. It has always been you, and will always be youâ you say as you search his face. Seeing that he was truly hurt, you hurriedly place a kiss to his cheek
âI was not laughing at you, just the situation. I never have anyone over, so it didnât even click in my brain to tell you or move those things from the caddyâ You say to him as you continue to rub his shoulders
âIâm such an idiot, Iâm so sorry for jumping to conclusions. I just saw that and I have never been in a relationship before, so I just figured the worst. Which is not fair to you might I add because you have never done anything in our relationship for me to ever question your loyaltyâ he replies as he looks into your eyes shaking his head in disbelief
âLukey it's okay, trust me if I stood at your house and saw a woman's razor and body wash I would totally flip out. I would probably curse you out without letting you explain, but that is because I have been cheated on before as you know. My reaction would be intense, and your reaction was pretty calm for suspecting me of cheating" I state as I giggle
âI was just super anxious, I didnât even know what to say or if I wanted to say anything at allâ He says giggling with you
âLuke if you ever are unsure of anything please communicate it with me. Communication can make or break a relationshipâ I say as I plant a kiss to his lips
âI promise I will from now onâ he says as he presses his lips against yours once again
Sliding back into bed as they put a movie on, Luke pulls you closer to his chest as he kisses the side of your head.
âWhy do you use men's razors and shaving cream?â He suddenly asks laughing at it
âBecause women's razors suck! The head is so small and it is only like two blades. TMI but I have a lot of hair and two blades ainât cutting it! Pun intended! I need those five blades to get my legs and body all smooth. As far as the shaving cream I love the cooling effect of the Gillette one, so that is why I use itâ you say as you shrug your shoulders and laugh with Luke
âYou are so interesting, glad we cleared that upâ Luke says laughing as he kisses my cheek
âYeah your girlfriend isnât cheating on you, sheâs just hairy as fuckâ you reply as you shake your head giggling
âWell glad to knowâ he replies back as he cracks up
Itâs so funny how a razor and shaving cream almost had Lukeâs world crashing and burning. Communication is the key to success.
The End
Such a dumbass idea I had, but I felt the need to write it! IDKKK enjoy though.
-Jđ¸ď¸
Cherry Lips
Pairing: Luke Hughes X Female Reader
Word count: 2.3k
Synopsis: What happens when Y/N finds out a cherry allergy and a long term private relationship doesnât go hand in hand? đ
Warnings: None really! Not proofread and lowkey (highkey) corny! Brief Mention of a âhard onâ
Song for imagine: What It Feels Like for a Girl-Madonna
Strawberries, cherries and an angelâs kiss in Spring
(Lana Del Rey)
Dating Luke in secret was tricky, I mean we had to find time to be a couple without our parents finding out, his brothers finding out, their coach and the rest of the world watching Lukeâs every move. We had been keeping it hush for about a year, and honestly the distance helped us too. I stood back in Michigan while Jack and he had moved to Jersey a couple years back.
I grew up with the Hughesâ, our parents were long time friends, and for as long as I could remember the four of us were super close. I was a year older than Luke, but we got along the most. He was more sensitive and reserved before he really got into hockey. I had never looked at either of them as anything other than brothers no matter how many times their mom tried to set me up with one of them in secrecy.
That changed when a year and a half ago the brothers had returned back home to Michigan after the NHL season was over. Of course I knew that they were attractive young men, but when I saw Luke walk into my parents house it was as if time slowed. Instantly thinking to myself, when did he get so hot?
And clearly he felt the same way because we talked all night, and anytime we could see each other. I had a shitty summer job at an ice cream parlor, and he would come pick me up when my shift was over. We would eat some crappy fast food, and laugh all night. At the end of that summer, when the three prepared to head back to their states to start training again Luke and I shared a kiss. A passionate one in a small row bot on the calm lake. The sun set casting a warm glow over both our skin. We knew then that this was something more than a friendship. I really liked him, and he really liked me.
But we were nervous about getting together, and he and I decided not to pursue the relationship. When he left I felt a part of my heart tear, but we kept in contact every day and that was when we decided to just give the relationship a shot. We made the decision to keep it hush from everyone, and see where it would take us.
Shockingly it wasnât that hard because we were still family friends, so texting and calling and video chatting wasnât that strange. During breaks with school I would go up to Jersey for the weekend, and we would spend many nights in my hotel room. Catching up, kissing and cuddling. Laughing at each other and just falling in love.
We loved privacy, no dumb rumors about us, no hateful comments and no pressure to be perfect everywhere we turned. A year is a long time to keep silent, and sometimes the secret is just too big to stay contained.
{Michigan-Mid July}
I was running into the Hughesâ home as I was late to their barbeque. My parents blew up my phone asking where I was. Running inside I placed my purse on the dining room chair. Washing the fresh fruit and placing it back in the bowl. Making my way over to the sliding glass door, pulling it open I practically ran out.
âIâm here! Iâm so sorry Iâm lateâ I say as I look at everyone. Ellen sitting across from my parents, and Luke and his brothers sitting at the end of the table
âOh youâre not late honey! Youâre right on timeâ Ellen says as she gets up and gives me a hug
âI was at the orchards, and I lost track of timeâŚ.butttt I brought fresh cherries. Theyâre super sweet and ripeâ I reply as I place the bowl on the table
âOh those look awesomeâ My dad states as he grabs a few
Making my way around the table I hug and kiss my mom and dad hello. Walking over to Jim at the grill and hugging him hello as well.
âSmells greatâ I say as I take a step back, leaning down I open the cooler and take out an ice cold water bottle.
âHope it tastes as good as it looks, your pops marinated the meat this timeâ He says laughing
âIf it sucks Iâll order us a pizzaâ I reply laughing with him
Making my way over to the end of the table I take a seat next to Quinn.
âHi guysâ I say chipper as I try not to stare too much at Luke
âHows it goingâ Jack says
âOh its going, itâs so damn hot todayâ I reply downing my water
âThe hottest day of the monthâ Quinn states taking a swig of his beer
âNice dress dorkâ Luke says laughing at me
I scoff at him and roll my eyes. I happened to love my white dress with little cherries all over them.
âOh shut up you dweeb, my dress is cuteâ I reply shooing him
âLuke youâre such a nerdâ Quinn says in a monotone manner
âYeah I agreeâ I reply looking Luke dead in his eyes
My mom had slid the bowl of cherries down to us, and I took a few. Placing them on a napkin I began to eat them.
âTheyâre so good, take some guysâ I say as I slide the bowl towards the brothers.
Quinn and Jack take a handful and begin to devour them. I gave Luke a confused look.
âDonât want any?â I asked Luke, the slightest bit of concern laced in my tone
âI would love to, but Iâm allergicâ He says shrugging his shoulders
âWhat? I had no ideaâ I said as I licked my fingers
âYeah I had no idea till I ate a few a while back and my tongue got all itchy and I broke out in hivesâ he replied back to me
âWow sucks to be you, whoâs the dork nowâ I say pointing and laughing at him
At some point both Luke and I were inside, and we snuck a few kisses here and there. Looking over our shoulders before connecting our lips.
âLuke youâre going to get us caughtâ I say as I pull away from him
âMmmm I know, but your lips are so sweet I canât help myselfâ He replies dipping his head down once more and connecting our lips again. Melting into the kiss, but soon snapping out of it. Remembering where we were I pulled away.
After we all ate we all helped clean up. Pecking Lukeâs lips every time the coast was clear. Right now everyone was back outside. Relaxing near the lake, talking and chatting. Jack and Quinn tossing a football to one another.
Luke came in to use the bathroom while I was drying the dishes, but really he snuck over to swap spit. I finished drying the dishes, and instantly attached my lips to his. Melting into his touch as his arms wrapped around my waist. Our tongues fight for dominance passionately and tenderly. The distance clearly affected us, as we couldnât break away from one another.
âOkay lets go back out before they get suspiciousâ I say pulling away from Luke as I smooth out his shirt.
âI want to stay like this forever though, I missed youâ He says back as his hands run up and down my sides.
âI know, but we canât be here too longâ I say giggling
âOkay lets goâ He responds back with a slight annoyance to his voice
Wiping his face and making sure it doesnât look like weâve been making out I notice something.
âLuke your mouth is super redâ I say gigging a little
âYeah we just got done making out what did you expectâ he says laughing as he licks his lips
âI know, but theyâre really redâ I say getting nervous that they would know we were kissing
âItâs okay and itâs probably from the sun too! Got a lil sun burntâ he says shrugging his shoulder, totally unfazed
Nodding my head as he helped me bring the desserts out and set up the table. Everyone joined us again for coffee and sweet treats.
I decided to finish off the cherries as we sat and chatted. Indulging in a few other pastries.
Luke had stepped inside to use the bathroom again, and right when I decided I would get up too. My mom called to me
âSweetie, can you do me a favor and put this in the car for meâ she says as she hands me some items Ellen had given her
âYeah sureâ I say smiling as I stood up
Walking into the house to grab the car keys. Luke was hunched over at the island on his phone.
âLuke help meâ I call out to him and he follows instantly
Helping me with the items and helping me put them in my parents car. Closing the trunk he looked around. Before slightly pinning me against the back of the car.
Crashing his lips to mine as his left hand caressed my right cheek. Our tongues once again fighting for dominance ever so gently.
âI donât know how long I can keep doing this, I want to touch you and kiss you at all timesâ he says as he puts his forehead on mine
âJust a little while longer. Plus I like sneaking around itâs excitingâ I say winking at him
âYeah too exciting. I canât keep walking into my parents house with a half hard onâ he says slightly adjusting himself
âIâm sorryâ I say laughing as I kiss him on the cheek
Walking inside I tell Luke to stay behind for longer before coming out and rejoining us. 10 minutes had passed, and he came out.
âLukey boy nice of you to join usâ Jack says as he claps his hands together
âOh honey where were-â his mom starts, but then suddenly stops
âAre you feeling okay?â She asks him looking at him concerned as everyone else turned to look at him too
âYes! Why?â He asks laughing at them
âSweetie your mouth is all red and you have some hives around your faceâ she says standing up and examining him
âWhat did you eat son?â His dad asks him as he trots over to where heâs standing
âI mean what everyone else ate! And some dessertsâ he says looking at his parents
âDid you eat cherries at all?â Jack asks him as he looks at his brother slightly concerned
âCherries? Dude obviously not if Iâm allergicâ he says rolling his eyes at his brother
But suddenly my heart sank and my eyes widened slightly. I had been eating cherries all day, and then kissing Luke every chance we got.
âYouâre only allergic to cherries, so there must have been some cross contaminationâ Quinn chimes in
âThereâs no wayâ Luke says, but suddenly it hits him too. He realizes that our kissing is the reason for his allergic reaction.
His eyes lock with mine briefly and I make a face at him. Basically telling him not to say anything. And he looks at me, basically telling me he has to say something.
âSomething weirds going on hereâ Quinn says looking at everyone
âWhat are you talking about?â Luke asks almost instantly
âIf you didnât eat any cherries then how come you are breaking out in hives like you didâ Quinn asks him as he squints, almost like heâs onto his younger brother
Luke blinks rapidly and he goes to open his mouth as he looks at me.
âLuke donât!â I blurt out faster than I can think and suddenly everyoneâs head is on a swivel and they look at me
âI KNEW IT!â Jack yells as he high fives Quinn who also had a stupid smirk on his face as he looks between Luke and I
âKnew what?â Ellen asks him
âThe only other person who was eating a ton of cherries was Y/N, and everytime she was in the house, so was Luke and vice versa. Your son has broken out in hives because he has been kissing her all day longâ Jack says laughing at us
âYou what now?â Jim asks him as he looks at us in shock
âYes! Yes, okay! Fine! You caught usâ Luke says hanging his head low
âWhat- when- How long has this been going on?â Ellen asks in complete shock
âA yearâ I whisper
âA YEAR?!â Everyone screams out in our shock
âYes weâve been dating for a year, and we decided to keep it on the low to prevent any craziness between family, friends and the mediaâ Luke says
âAnd now Iâm kind of regretting not saying anything because I gave your son an allergic reaction and this is insaneâ I state as I run my hands over my face
âHow have you been together a year, and we didnât know anything?â My mom asks me
âWe kept it as private as we couldâ I say shaking my head
âI knew something was up! All those weekend trips to Jerseyâ my dad stated laughing at me
âMhmm and you got real secretive about who you spoke to on the phoneâ my mom stated
âAnd when you flaked on me all those weekendsâŚâŚwow dudeâ Jack said scoffing at Luke
âWe didnât mean to keep it a secret and hurt anyoneâs feelingsâ I say as Luke nods
âHurt our feelings? You guys are grown adults you can do as you please. Iâm just shocked Luke was able to keep his mouth shut about this for so longâ Jim says laughing at his youngest son
âNow please step inside and go take some Benadrylâ Ellen says as she shakes her head at her son before giggling
From that point on we sat with each other the rest of the evening. Avoiding kissing him as to not cause more of a reaction. And honestly this couldnât have been more perfect.
Who wouldâve thought a cherry allergy would ruin our year long secret.
The End
Some light, some sweet
-Jđ¸ď¸
Verge
Pairing: Jack Hughes x Female Reader
Word Count: 3.9k
Synopsis: A petty argument and a bunch of he said, she said leads to Y/N and Jack going to separate rooms. But Y/N canât help herself from thinking how good Jack looked mad, and Jack canât help himself from thinking he really hurt Y/Nâs feelingsâąď¸
Warnings: SMUTTTT, makeup sex trope!! Arguing, a little bit of toxicness. Dominant reader if you squint. Soft Jack if you squint! Not proofread at all!
Song for imagine: Look What Youâve Done-Drake
THIS IS A 18+ IMAGINE, MDNI
Like looking in the mirrorâŚ.
Jack and I rarely ever fought. I mean the only time we really got into it was during my ovulation week. Either I wanted to jump his bones, or rip his head off and then jump his bones. My emotions were always heightened during this time, and Jack could have a sour attitude that would make me upset.
Truthfully it was like looking in the mirror when it came to Jack and I. We were insanely similar, so that was beneficial to our relationship. However, when we would argue or disagree we truly budded heads. We were too similar, and convinced ourselves that the other was the problem.
It was insanely childish for us to act this way. That is why this behavior never lasted more than an hour between us. Jack knew that we didnât mean to get so upset with one another. It's just we are both emotional and we hurt easily and we take everything as a personal jab even when it's not.
Which is why we were in the predicament we were currently in, and I was fuming.
~
I was sitting at the island in Jack and Lukeâs kitchen tugging the hair at my roots and bouncing my leg in frustration. I was attempting to apply for graduation from my Masters program, but the system kept telling me I hadnât reached all my requirements. Which was bullshit because a week prior I met with my advisor and I had completed everything, and they were the ones who gave me the green light.
On top of my extreme agitation I was cramping horribly and wanted to stab my MacBook with a kitchen knife. Since it was the weekend the office for my school was closed, so I had to sit with this on my conscience for the next two days.
Every three seconds Jack and Luke would curse at their tv over some dumb game they were playing and my jaw would clench in annoyance. You pay all this money for schooling, and somehow they always find a way to fuck you over in the end.
I heard the obnoxiously loud game they were playing come to a pause. Jack came up behind me and kissed the back of my head, and gently squeezed my shoulders. I melted into him for a brief moment before he let go.
Making his way over to the fridge he opened the door when suddenly the plastic pitcher of iced tea fell onto the floor. A loud thud and a big splash knocking me from my trance. Looking over my laptop Jack sighs deeply. Slightly slamming the fridge door shut and picking up the pitcher. Chucking it into the sink, and grabbing a bunch of paper towels.
âBaby you have got to stop putting the iced tea too close to the edge of the shelf. It has almost fallen like a million times this past weekâ. Jack states a bit frustrated
âThat wasnât me actually, so donât blame meâ I respond back quickly
âYouâre the only one who has been drinking from thisâ He says leaning down and cleaning up the sticky mess
âI have not! once againâ I respond back glaring at him
âWell clearly you did, and you forgotâ he states firmly as he glares at me, almost like a challenge
âJack! I did not. Shut up and just clean it damn! You always have to say somethingâ I state fuming at this point
âI always have to say something? Please donât piss me offâ He says shaking his head and slamming the paper towels in the garbage
âYeah you always blame me for something, and then wonder why I get upset with you. Donât patronize meâ I say back sharply
âI donât even know what that means. I made a simple statement and then you turned around and flipped out on meâ he responds back arms crossed as his eyes stare deep into mine
âIt was a rude and accusatory statementâ I state back chewing my lip
âYouâre reading too much into it. Donât need to get pissy about itâ Jack says scoffing and shaking his head
My head jolted back in shock slightly. I slammed my MacBook shut, and scooted back from the island abruptly. Snatching my laptop in one swift motion.
âIâll show you pissy. Iâm leaving and going back to my houseâ I respond shoving my laptop into my purse
âYou always take these stupid arguments too far. Maybe it is best you go homeâ he says shrugging his shoulders and leaning against the wall
I felt a tug at my heart. I wanted to break down into tears and beg him to forgive me for starting a stupid argument with him. Never in a million years would I do that though. Shaking my head I scoffed.
âWhateverâ I say with annoyance dripping off my tongue
âJack! Come on dude chill outâ Luke said from the couch. Poor guy, he was always witness to our stupid arguments.
âShut upâ Jack said to his brother in annoyance
âGuys! Come onâ Luke replied trying to be the mediator
âLuke enoughâ Jack stated firmly
Luke gave us a tight lined smile, grabbing his keys and walking out the door. He knew there was nothing he could do, but give us time to hash things out just like we always would.
âIâm upset with you Jackâ I say as I look up at him
âAnd Iâm upset with you Y/N. Leave or donât leave. Doesnât matter to me I can't keep doing this with you. Iâm going to my room to thinkâ He says walking past me to head to his room.
Deep down I knew he didnât want me to leave, he never did. From his room he would listen closely to see if heâd hear the apartment door open and close. He knew I would stay and calm down in the spare bedroom on the other side of the apartment.
I made my way to the spare bedroom, slightly slamming the door shut. Just so heâd know I was still here. I knew and he knew this argument was so dumb. Itâs just during ovulation I canât control my emotions and I go 0 to 100 so fast. That made me emotional, so here I was on the bed in the guest room. Crying my eyes out like a baby because these arguments could potentially end our relationship one day.
My phone was buzzing with an incoming call from Luke.
âHeyâ I said lowly as I wiped my nose with my sleeve
âHey Y/N, listen I wonât be back for a few I want to give you guys some time to calm down and talk things outâ He said as I heard him driving on the highway
âYeah Iâm sorry you always have to hear our stupid arguments. Not to be TMI with my boyfriend's little brother, but Iâm just going through an emotional time right nowâ I stated hoping he understood what I was hinting at.
âNo need to explain, I get youâ Luke replies breathlessly, chuckling.
âI love your brother with every fiber in my body, but sometimes he makes me so angry that I just explodeâ I say sniffling again as I batted remaining tears away
âTrust me I get you! Jack can be a total dick and I too want to punch him in his face sometimes, but he never means what he says. You know he's got an attitude problem. I will say I didnât like him telling you to leave that was uncalled for. I will be having a talk with him later about that. Donât cry, but donât apologize first! Let him come to youâ He says softly and carefully
âThank you Lukey, I never thought someone younger than me would have such amazing input on my relationship. Love you kid!â I replied back to him
âWhat can I say! Love you too, and Iâll see you later. Be safeâ He responded before hanging up
I allowed myself to wallow in self pity for a while.
Soon those tears dried, and the very awful and sick part of my brain started to think about how fine Jack looked when he was talking sternly to me. His biceps contracting against his awfully tight shirt. The way the vein in his neck would protrude when he was annoyed and upset. The glaring and rolling of his eyes replayed in my head. Jack was known by everyone to have a bad ass attitude problem. He really did too, he was so sassy when he really wanted to be. Made my thighs shake and my head to go numb.
Damn you ovulation I thought to myself, shifting in the bed I laid on my left side. Hands together on the side of my cheek as I laid on them. Just thinking about this whole argument. We sounded so stupid. Shaking my head to myself I stared out the window at the evening sky. Hoboken was gorgeous at night might I add.
An hour had gone by when suddenly I heard the door to the room creak open, and the footsteps of someone coming up behind me. A presence looming over me before their hand gracefully rubbing my upper arm.
âBabyâ I heard in a whisper, not turning to look at Jack. Canât give in that quickly!
âHmmâ I mumbled back as I continued to stare at the window. I knew that he knew I was wide awake and refusing to look at him
âIâm sorry. I shouldnât have blamed you, and I shouldnât have told you to leave. It was wrong of me and foolishâ He says as his right hand slides up and down my arm in a caring manner.
âItâs okay Jack. I forgive you, and Iâm sorry too for blowing this out of proportion like I always doâ I reply looking over my shoulder at him
âNo! I just should have cleaned it up, and kept my mouth shut. I was just heated from the game I was playing with Luke, and I just flipped outâ He says
I turned and lay on my back now. Looking up at him as he looks down at me with guilt in his eyes.
âAlthough I forgive you I am still mad at you for telling me to leave not once, but twiceâ I say, pouting and batting my lashes at him. Propping my knees up as his right hand gently caresses my left knee cap
âIâve never said that to you before, and Iâm disgusted with myself for that. If my mother were here to hear that she would have my head on a stick. Please tell me what I can do for you to make it rightâ He states, swallowing thickly as he looks at me with hurt written all over his face.
I smile at him shyly. Reaching up I grab his right hand gently massaging his calloused skin before sliding his hand over my left breast. Looking up at him I watched his face for a reaction. His lips parted and his cheeks instantly got red. Blinking slowly at me, he smirks ever so slightly.
âOhâŚyou're that kind of madâ he says, subconsciously grabbing my breast, kneading the tender skin
Pulling my bottom lip between my teeth, I nod at him
âYeah that kind of madâ I reply desperately as I breathe shallowly
With his hand still on your breast, Jack leans down and crashes his lips into yours. You could suck his soul from his body like you see in a horror movie with the way you were sucking on his face. You were so needy, and craving everything about him. This was that time of month where you wanted to live in Jackâs skin.
Pulling him by his shirt to try and get him as close as humanly possible. The kiss has become a full on makeout session, and a nasty one at that. Teeth banging, tongues fighting for dominance, strings of saliva where you two were once connected and heavy breathing.
Jack pulls away as his chest rises and falls rapidly.
âYouâre ovulating arenât you, I can always tellâ He states as he tucks your hair behind your ears
Nodding your head shyly, he too nods his head. Excitement written all over his face and he takes his bottom lip between his teeth before crashing his lips to yours once again. Separating briefly to slide his shirt over his head. Your own head spinning at the sight.
He starts to lean you guys back on the bed, but you push back. Signalling you want to be on top. Craving that control. Most times you two had sex it was Jack doing all the work, but when you really craved him it was you who ravished him like your last meal.
Obliging Jack leaned back against the pillows looking up at you in a total blissed out manor. Your hands touching every part of his chest and arms. You were probably salivating like a rabid animal, anyway that's how you felt.
âMmmm so so pretty. So mean when he wants to be, but so fucking hotâ I say as my eyes light up, and my nails rake up and down his arms. Goosebumps peppering his skin as his chest rises and falls.
Jack loved to dominate, but he loved when you took over. He loved to hear all the praises youâd spill out. Things no one has ever said to him. He was on cloud 9 just as much as you were. All you saw was him, and in those moments he felt infinite.
âAnd now I get to fuck the shit out of youâ I state as I look up at him. My statement knocked him off his feet because his face was priceless. And his body was taken by surprise too because the growing erection under me was adding fuel to the fire.
âDo you like it when I talk to you this way?â I asked him as my hips rocked back and forth slowly
âI do, I really doâ He replied breathlessly as his hands landed on my hips
âAlthough you make me mad, and youâve got a crazy attitude. You look so delicious when youâre angryâ I respond back
Leaning down I peppered kisses from his jawline to his neck, and down his chest. Grazing my teeth along his abs. Jackâs hips buckling up almost instantly.
Jack was big on foreplay especially for me, but during ovulation there was none of that. Just by looking at Jack I was ready immediately. And Iâve been ready for him for the last hour and a half.
The heat between my thighs was pooling in my underwear, and I needed to fuck him right now!
Sliding my shirt over my head and unclasping my bra, I threw them somewhere onto the floor behind me.
Jackâs hands coming up and grabbing both breasts. My head rolling back instantly and my hips grinding down on him.
âFuckâ I mumbled under my breath as I watched Jack toying with me.
âSo fucking perfectâ He moaned out as both hands massaged the aching skin
Leaning up Jack attached his mouth to my right breast, looking at me as his tongue swirled the sensitive bud. My mouth hung open as low whimpers left my lip. I was so sensitive, and I was so sure if he kept on I would orgasm just from this.
Sliding over to my left breast and continuing the same actions. His tongue sloppily swirling around and sucking hard. My hands in his hair, pulling tightly every time he swirled his tongue just right.
âJack I need you nowâ I moan out to him as my skin flushed with heat
âTake what you need from meâ He replied back as he released my nipple
Lifting up I removed my pajama bottoms, and he kicked off his sweatpants. His dick sticking straight up eager to be touched. The tip a deep shade of red, leaking pre cum and so so painfully hard.
With his right hand Jack grabbed his dick, sliding it between my folds to pick up some arousal. Deep moans leaving both our mouths. Using my arousal he spread it all over his dick with his right hand. Pumping slightly as his jaw clenched.
âFuck, I need you so bad babyâ he moans out as his hand pumps a little faster. The sound of his heavy breathing and obscene sounds from his hand being wrapped around his cock was enough to make me go dumb.
Shooing his hand away you shimmy forward. Taking his dick in your hand and aligning yourself with him. Locking eyes with him, you sink down on him slowly. Allowing yourself to feel the slight burn from the stretch.
Both moaning breathlessly as his blue eyes stared into yours
Allowing yourself to adjust, you finally began to move. Rocking your hips back and forth. His hands caressing your hips and ass. Helping your grind your hips down on him.
Leaning forward you began to bounce up and down. Your hands on each side of Jack's head. Your breast bouncing in his face.
âOh my- shit just like that babyâ Jack moaned out as he shuttered and his grip tightened on you.
âYouâre so big, I can feel you everywhereâ I moan out as I let my head hang down. Eyes screwed shut from the pleasure
Jack takes your left breast in his mouth, sucking as you bounced feverishly on him. Your thighs are shaking from the double stimulation.
âFuck-yes-yesâ I shriek out as my left hand runs theough his now sweaty hair.
The room was hot and smelt of sex. All you could hear was the faint sound of the bed creaking, our heavy breathing and the sound of our skin connecting.
Leaning up you went back to grinding on Jack. Clenching down on him as your clit dragged against his public bone. His hands run up your sides and help you slide back and forth.
âI like when youâre mad at me, you fuck me so good. Treat me so wellâ he moans as he runs his hand through his hair.
âI love you so muchâ I basically cry out from pleasure and exhaustion
âI love you too, with every bone in my bodyâ Jack says as he pulls me forward. Smashing our lips together as he holds my face in his hands.
Our teeth clashing together as my hips donât stop grinding, making our kiss messy and needy.
Pulling away from the kiss, we leaned our foreheads together.
âJack Iâm close-take over-Iâm tiredâ I moaned out feverishly as my eyes screwed shut
Without saying anything Jack grabbed the back of my neck with his left hand, and with his right hand on my waist swiftly switched our positions.
His hand stood on the back of my neck firmly as his hips crashed into mine. Gently kissing my forehead and breathing heavily.
âYES-OH GOD-YESâ I moaned out from the violent assault of Jackâs dick against my my insides
My knees were bent, and my thighs were close to my chest.
âMmmmm fuck! Come on babyâ Jack grunted as his chain banged against his chest with each thrust.
His sweat trickled down his chest and torso as the sweat from his forehead slid down his nose and onto my body.
Sliding his thumb in my mouth I swirled my tongue around the rough skin. Moaning against him as my nails scratched at his biceps.
Removing his thumb from my mouth, he brought it down to my clit. Rubbing slow but hard circles on the sensitive bundle of nerves. My toes curled instantly and my back lifted off the bed with a shudder.
âCome on baby, give it to me. I need you to cum on my cockâ Jack groans out as his thumb moves quicker and his hips snap harder.
âPlease-please-pleaseâ I screech out as I feel my orgasm fastly approaching
âJack-keep going- Iâm gonna cumâ I moan out as my jaw falls slack
âI know baby, come onâ he eggs me on. The headboard slamming against the wall
And then it hits you all at once. You release with a loud constant cry. Strings of his name and curse words. Incoherent babbles as your thighs shake and your upper body lifts off the mattress. Your nails dig deep into his arms as you stare into his eyes. Your hearing goes out slightly from how hard youâve orgasmed. Tears prickle your eyes from the love you feel bursting in your chest and from how hard Jack just made you cum.
Sliding out of you Jack pumps his dick a few more times as he watches you. His own orgasm hits him as he paints your lower abdomen. His thighs shake as his lower stomach contracts. His brows furrow as a string of curses and your name leaves his mouth.
And then he falls next to you on his left side. Head propped up by his left hand as he tries to catch his breath. His eyes scan over you as you lay there. Catching your own breath and totally checked out.
His right hand comes up to your cheek, turning you to look at him. You blink slowly, completely fucked out.
âI love you, so muchâ he says in a whisper as he looks at you
âI love you tooâ you respond back with a soft smile as you melt into his touch
He presses a more gentle and loving kiss to your lips, rubbing his thumb along your cheek.
âMy beautiful, beautiful, smart and loving girlâ he says smiling like a dork as he continues to rub your cheek with his thumb.
âWe have got to stop arguingâ I say with a small giggle
âWe do, I hate it. It hurts me to see you get so upset because of meâ Jack states as you sit up slightly, running your finger over his chain as you look up at him
âBut the makeup sex after is always so goodâ I reply back shyly
âIt really isâ Jack responds laughing like an idiot
âDo you think weâll change?â I ask him as I search his eyes for an answer. And we both smile at each other
âNahhâ we both say to each other laughing as I lean in and peck his lips
âItâs what makes us, us and we never mean the stupid shit we argue overâ Jack says as he tucks my hair behind my ear again. Smiling at him I nod and melt into his touch
âCome on big boy letâs go get cleaned up and showered before Luke gets backâ I say as I pat him on the stomach
âAnother round in the shower?â He asks as he winks
âOnly if you carry meâ I respond, laying back on the pillows, sore as ever.
âYour wish is my commandâ he states before scooping me up and taking me to his bathroom.
And we did just that! Afterwards we cleaned up the guest room and changed the sheets. Ordered dinner and cuddled into one another as we watched a movie.
Luke comes home to see us intertwined with one another on the couch. Nodding at his brother as he makes his way to his room.
Jack and I were so similar, but thatâs what made us work; and I wouldnât change it for the world.
The End
Hope you enjoyedđ¤
-Jđ¸ď¸
Spineless
Pairing: Connor Bedard x Female Reader
Word Count: 2k
Synopsis: Y/N hates sore losers, and she hates when Connor is mean to the refs. Takes punishment from reader for Connor to realize he shouldnât treat people however he pleasesđ
Warnings: SMUTTTTTT. Submissive Bedsy, Dominant reader, edging, orgasm denial, Connor being bratty and mean-ish, hair pulling if you squint. Not proofread at all loll. An idea a friend and I came up with so I guess this is a self indulgence write once again?
Song for imagine: Coming Down- The Weeknd
There is smut beyond this point. You have been advised!
I always want you when Iâm coming down
Your eyes widened in amusement and your breathing got heavier. Hands running through his hair at the nape of his neck, tugging roughly. Waiting to see if he would react, and of course he did. He winced and looked at you through piercing eyes.
âOw, youâre hurting meâ he said through clenched teeth as he pulled against the restraints. The chair creaking under him. Pouting at him sarcastically you ran your fingers through his hair, fixing it out of his eyes. Ghosting your nails over his scalp causing him to shiver and goosebumps to raise along his chest and arms.
He complained, but he loved it here. He loved when you took charge. He loved when you were mean to him, and made him beg. He loved being vulnerable under your touch and words. Connor may have loved it but, you loved it more. Heâs always so cocky and when you got him in this position he was like putty in your hands. Easily molded to what you wanted. Bending him just enough to be your spineless, sweaty begging mess.
As he was right now of course. Sitting on your chair in your shared bedroom, arms behind his back tied to the chair at the wrist. His chest heaving drastically as his eyes rake over you. His gold chain glistened in the light. Thin layer of sweat coating his hairline, his chest and the back of his neck. Followed by a deep shade of red littering his cheeks, neck and chest. A shade that he only turned when he was embarrassed, or extremely turned on. In this case it was both.
Your eyes darted down to his lower body. His abs were contracting every time you looked at him with your seductive eyes. His legs spread wide open like a cheap whore. His large muscular thighs shaking, begging to be touched. The skin hot to the touch as his hips thrust upwards at nothing. Your eyes dart right to where he needs you the most. His dick, leaking with pre cum. Subconsciously twitching every couple of seconds. Aching for attention. His tip is a shade of pinkish red that almost looks painful. Almost makes you feel bad but you donât.
âI know you like it when I treat you like this, but youâre not getting what you want till I deem it fitâ you stated, ghosting your fingers over his shoulders.
âMmm pleaseâ Connor whines throwing his head back
âAfter tonight do you truly think you deserve to get what you want?â you ask him as you rub your hands up and down his arms
âI didnât mean to act out I just got too into the gameâ he responds in a gasp as my hands run down his chest, nails raking down his stomach.
âBut Connie baby I have told you on more than one occasion it's not nice to call anyone out of their nameâ I reply in a pout as I succumb to my knees in front of him.
His gaze lowering to mine as his eyes droop in a drunken state. His mouth gapped open slightly. Pulling against the restraints again.
âThat ref was out to get me, and you know itâ He replied a bit sternly
Cocking my brow at him, you smacked the inside of his thigh.
A guttural moan left his mouth as he took his bottom lip in between his teeth. His dick rock solid and leaking so much pre cum it was starting to drip down onto the top of your breast that was exposed from your shirt.
âDoesnât matter if he was out to get you, you don't call people a bitch because you canât handle your emotionsâ you state firmly as you massage the insides of both thighs.
âI can handle my emotionsâ He spits out as his nostrils flared
âOh yeah? Who's the bitch nowâ? you ask as your head cocks to the side
âFuck youâ he whispers as he quivers his chest dripping in sweat now.
âOuu earned yourself a longer punishmentâ you say tsking him shaking your head side to side
âYeah? And what's it going to be huh? You not touching me still? I can handle thatâ He says scoffing
âWow someone has got a mouth on them todayâ you reply back
âIâm just a bit angry that I lost a game today, I have to pay a fine for calling some ref a bitch and now my girlfriend is verbally bullying me and my cock is painfully hard⌠so yeah! I have a mouth on me todayâ he responds back to you through gritted teeth
âOh.. you want me to touch you. Is that it?â You ask him as your bat your lashes
âYes, pleaseâ he responds his tone softer and more needy
âHow about this? I will touch you for as long as I want bringing you to the brink of cumming and stopping until you apologize to me for being a bratâ you state looking at him deeply
âGo ahead edge me all you want. I can take itâ He states as he licks his bottom lip
Flashing him a devious grin you nod your head. Leaning forward you bring your hand up to his mouth.
âOpenâ You state, Bedsyâs mouth opens as you shove your middle and ring finger into his mouth.
Without even saying a word his tongue swirls around your fingers. Coating them in his saliva so much that it starts to dribble down to your palm. Sliding your fingers from his mouth you bring them down to his dick.
Wrapping your hand firmly around his cock. His hips jerk up abruptly and a whine escapes his lips. You had him right where you wanted him.
Your hands moved slowly up and down. Squeezing the tip as you looked up at him. His eyes watching you intently as his jaw clenched.
Jerking him slowly knowing it drives him crazy. Pulling at the restraints firmly as his hips bucked upwards. Your right hand sliding your hand up and down at a quicker pace as your left hand ran up and down his inner thigh.
Your thumb sliding over his tip and back down squeezing tightly. Biting your lip as you spit on his dick for added lubrication.
âFuck⌠babyâ he moaned out as his head rolled back
Standing up you released him, a low moan leaving his mouth at the loss of touch. Standing above him you removed your shirt and bra. Letting your breast fall out in his face. His face immediately flushing.
Leaning forward you grab his dick with your right hand, gliding your wrist up and down slowly. With your left hand you grabbed the back of his head and brought him closer to your left breast. Blinking at him as a signal.
His mouth immediately latched onto your nipple. Tongue gliding up and down and in sloppy circles. Your nails gripping his hair as your right hand squeezes his tip harder. Moaning around your nipple. Your mouth drops open as a low moan leaves your own lips. His mouth attaches to your right breast. Tongue sloppily licking as his saliva dribbles down to his chin.
âYouâre being such a good boy for meâ you moan out as your breathing quickens.
Connorâs eyes locking with yours as he attacks your nipples. You loved when he obeyed you, and most times you would give into him and not edge him.
Suddenly he detaches from your nipple.
âStop.. stop im going to cum, and I donât want to. I want you to punish me moreâ he says in a drunken haze.
Stepping back and releasing his dick from your hand, you sunk back onto your knees. His cock aching for release even more.
You began to stroke him faster and harder.
âOh my god please please pleaseâ he chanted as his head fell back slightly
His thighs quivering and hips buckling as he got closer to release. You let go and stopped once again. His eyes snapping open and looking at you.
âIâm gonna cumâ he moaned out as he groaned almost like he was in pain
âNot just yetâ You stated as you began to pump his dick once again
Your grip gets stronger as you jerk him harder and faster. Deep moans and high pitched whimpers leave his mouth as his thighs shake.
âY/N Iâm gonna cum. Fuck Iâm gonna cum. Oh my-â He was cut off by you stopping, another chance at his orgasm ruined, and you were loving every second of it. You knew right after you let him cum he would ravage you like there was no tomorrow, and you couldnât wait.
âPlease no more! I canât take it anymore. I need to cumâ He whines as tears threaten to spill from his eyes. His cock so painfully red and swollen. Begging for release.
So you began again. Your hand moved faster around his dick and he began to quiver. The pulling against the restraints are sure to leave marks on his wrists, but he didnât care and neither did you.
âFuck fuck fuck, Iâm cummingâ He moaned out as his eyes met yours, and when his hips bucked upwards you pulled your hand away from him.
âNo no no, Why pleaseâ he whimpered out choking back a sob. His breathing was so heavy you actually felt bad for him.
âI promise I wonât be an asshole again. I promise to listen to you. Iâm sorry for being mean to the ref and being a brat to you. Just pleaseâŚ. Please let me cum. I need this so badâ He moaned out in a whimper as his voice sounded low and his eyes were in a drunken slant.
Nodding at him, your hand once again wrapped around his dick. Squeezing and pumping up and down at a fast rate. Rubbing your thumb over the head again as you knew it would drive him over the edge.
âCome on Bedsy, cum for meâ I say looking up at him through my lashes
Loud moans left his mouth, his biceps and abs flexed and his thighs began to shake violently. He was about to climax and you were so ready to see that gorgeous face he makes when he does.
âFuck fuck fuck, baby⌠baby! Iâm gonna cumâ he moans out as his jaw falls slack and his eyes land on mine.
Thick white ropes of cum spurt out, landing on his lower abdomen. His thighs are shaking and lower stomach contracting. His eyes locked in on mine the whole time as he moans out my name. Groaning towards the end when his dick is still twitching and his abs are painted in his cum.
âLook at you, my good babyâ you state as you stand up, cleaning him up. As he stares ahead. Chest still heaving as he tried to catch his breath in his fucked out state.
âThat was⌠life changing. I need to experience that again. I have never came that hard in my lifeâ he says tiredly.
Untying the restraints, he massages his wrists and looks over at you. Very clearly turned on and very clearly needing a release.
âI can make that happenâ you respond giggling as you walk back over to him
âEnough about me, get on that bed so I can really apologize to youâ he says, pushing you back gently.
Giggling, you listen and jump on the bed. Connor trotting over to you. Definitely making that night worth your while. Bringing you over the edge multiple times with his mouth and fingers.
Truly youâd âpunishâ him everyday because a sick and selfish part of you knows Connor tried 100 times harder to get you to cum harder, faster and a lot. The polar opposite of what you would do to him.
The End
Hope you all are liking this hockey flow I have gotten myself into. I am kind of out of ideas so my requests are open for all your ideas. Let me know! Thank you for reading, and for all the support.
-Jđ¸ď¸

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Saint
Pairing: Quinn Hughes x Hispanic/Latin/Caribbean Female Reader
Word Count: 2K
Synopsis: Quinn has been really sick, and nothing seems to be helping. Thankfully the quick thinking of Y/N, who knows her common cold remedies her family used to use for her will be his saving graceđĄď¸
Warning: None! (Not proof read)just super cute sick Quinn. This is once again a self indulgence write. Most stories on here for all hockey players aren't catered towards POC and WOC. I'm here to change thatđ¤
Song for imagine: Mi Santa- Romeo Santos
Mi Santa
âMy Saintâ
Giving one last stir to the soup, I covered the pot and lowered the heat as I let it finish cooking. Placing the wooden soup spoon in the sink.
Spraying it with foam cleanser to eat the oil I looked over at Quinn on the couch. He laid there watching some cheesy 80s action movie. Wrapped in a blanket with a pout on his face as he sniffles and continuously coughs.
Grabbing another tissue from the box he blows his nose and tosses it in the little trash bag I set up for him by the coffee table.
âGot any sleep baby?â I asked him as I trotted over to him. Standing behind the couch I lightly ran my fingers through his hair. His eyes shut in content as a weak smile splayed across his face.
âNo, I couldnât stop coughingâ he says before beginning to cough again. His voice was extremely hoarse and his nose red and chapped from the constant blowing.
âIâm sorry Quinn, let me see if you have a feverâ I say as I grab the thermometer from next to him. Putting it in his ear and waiting
âNo fever!â I say excitedly
âThankfully. I hope this cold is almost over. I hate feeling like shitâ he says looking up at me tiredly
âI'm sure it will. Youâll be better in no time. Thereâs something going aroundâ I say as I kiss the top of his head
âYeah there really is! Luke and Jack are sick and so is my coachâ he says coughing roughly as he tries not to gag
âItâs just flu season so thereâs so much shit in the air right nowâ I responded as I made my way back to the kitchen
Quinn hums in response as I slide the pot to a burner that was off. Shutting the stove off I leave the hot soup there to cool down just a tinge.
Walking over to Quinn I sit near him as I look at him. He was so helpless when he got sick. He just curled up and turned to putty in your hands. Truthfully you didnât mind it. Taking care of him when he was ill. Quinn would and has done the same for you. Once running all around Michigan trying to find you a very specific cough medicine. You had visited him and his family during the summer and got insanely ill.
It was adorable to see this big strong man crumble and be a pouty needy mess for your attention. You loved it truly.
One thing you never really tried when Quinn was sick was your at home remedies you grew up on. Mainly because Quinn rarely got sick, and also you didnât know if heâd find it too out of the norm. Coming from a Hispanic household at home remedies were almost always a saving grace.
But today you decided to break his norm and try something new to offer some relief. First you started with your favorite soup your mom and abuela would make whenever anyone was sick.
You got up quickly telling Quinn youâd be right back as you slipped into your shared bathroom. Grabbing the bag from under the counter you made your way back over to him.
âIâm going to try some Hispanic relatively holistic healing agents on youâ I said as I took the items out the bag
Quinn looked over at me before giggling. And nodding his head
âGo for it! The cough medicine Iâve been downing the last two days hasnât really seemed to work muchâ he says sniffling loudly
âDo you still have a headache?â I asked him as he sat up a little better and removed the blanket from his body
âYeahâŚ.a little bitâ he says as he violently coughs into his arm
Nodding my head I opened up the Vicks and scooped a little onto my fingers.
âIâm going to put a little on your head and in and around your noseâ I said scooting closer to him
âWhat does that do?â He asks as my fingers lightly ran along his temples
âWait! Youâve never used Vicks before?â I ask him completely dumbfounded
âNoâŚneverâ he says laughing a little bit
âItâs a vapor rub that literally cures everythingâ I respond as I take a little extra and put it in and around his nose
Breathing in his eyes squinted slightly.
âOof thatâs strongâ he says coughing slightly
âOh very! Gets rid of headaches, stuffy nose and helps with suppressing coughsâŚ.oh and if you have a pimple put some of this on and within two days itâs goneâ I said to him as I rub a little bit more on his forehead
âYou werenât lying when you said it cures everythingâ he responds shutting his eyes slightly from the smell
âOh youâll see. Youâll be healed in a dayâ I say closing the container and placing it back in the bag
Letting Quinn calm down from his coughing fit he looks over at me. Clearing his throat
âHow does it suppress your coughs? Clearly you canât eat that stuffâ he says inhaling through his nose
âOf course not silly! You rub it on the chest and neck to help with thatâ I replied back laughing slightly
âHow come you didnât put it on my chest?â He asked concerned
âBecause I have something better for that cough of yours,â I said, grabbing the second bottle. A much larger one at that.
Reading the label âSuperior 70â his eyes squinted slightly and his head tilted to the side.
âItâs called Alcolado. Itâs very popular in Puerto Rico/ Caribbean islands. But all Hispanic households have at least one bottle of this somewhereâ I say shaking the bottle up
âAnd what does this do?â He asks me as he coughs once again
âItâs an alcohol based rub that suppresses the coughing when rubbed onto the chest but it also helps with fevers, burns, headaches and insect bitesâ I respond back to him as I open it
âThatâs pretty cool, letâs give it a tryâ he says looking over at me
âLift up your shirt for meâ I say as I pour a little bit of the liquid into my palm
Rubbing my hands together so that theyâre warm and the liquid is emulsified. I place both hands on his chest.
Pressing the topical rub into his chest and neck. Applying more as I deemed fit.
âHey this one smells goodâ he says as he inhales deeply before coughing abruptly.
Giggling at him-
âI love the smell of Alcoladoâ I responded back as I pressed the final bit into his chest.
I noticed a difference almost instantly. His coughing began to stop and so did his obnoxious sniffling. He hadnât even realized it, but I wasnât going to point it out to him.
After washing my hands I returned to the couch, closing up my little ânurse kitâ and returning it to the bathroom. Quinn seemed more relaxed as the movie played.
âWant some soup baby?â I asked as I walked past him squeezing his shoulder gently
âOu yes pleaseâ he responds a little eagerly
âIâll be back my loveâ I reply back as I shuffle to the kitchen
Opening the cabinet and grabbing two bowls for us. I placed them on the counter. Lifting the lid to the pot I saw that the soup was still piping hot. Smiling to myself I poured a few ladles of the liquid into each bowl
Returning back to the couch with both bowls, Quinn sat up and grabbed his serving from your hands. Sitting near him you both began to indulge in warm liquid.
âWhat is this? Itâs so good. Nothing like Iâve ever had beforeâ he says biting into a small chunk of corn
âItâs called Sopa de Salchichon. Itâs a very popular soup for us. And every time I was sick as a young girl my mom and grandma made it for meâ I said as I watched him shovel spoons into his mouth
Humming in response as he swallows.
âIts a very seasoned and sometimes spicy soup base with corn and potatoâs those pieces of salchinon which is like a hard salami. And most people use noodles, but I prefer it with rice. So technically itâs an asopao- which is a soupy rice rather than a traditional soupâ I say shrugging my shoulders as I explain
âThatâs so interesting. Whenever I was sick around my brothers theyâd just serve me lukewarm chicken noodle soup from a can. I canât believe youâve never made this for me before. This is amazingâ he says sniffling and laughing
âIâll make it whenever you want from now onâ I say laughing back at me
âThank you baby for taking care of me. Youâre the bestâ he says looking over at me blowing me a kiss
âOf course my love anything for youâ I said to him as we both finished our meals.
Taking the dishes to the sink. I decided to clean up the kitchen. Packing up the leftover soup and placing it in the fridge, and then cleaning the dishes. About 40 minutes later I wiped down the last section of the counter before washing my hands and shutting the light off in the kitchen.
Making my way over to the couch, my heart melted at the sight. Quinn peacefully asleep with the blanket tucked under his chin. I didnât want to wake him because he wasnât coughing or sniffling as much while he slept.
I shut the tv off and pulled out my phone. Scrolling social media for a bit, snapping cute pictures of my sleeping and sick Quinn. And eventually I grabbed my kindle and began to catch up on some reading while he got some much needed rest.
After showering and doing my night routine I returned to the living room around 7:30. To my surprise Quinn was up and was cleaning his little sick station.
âHiâ I said in a whisper as he folded up his blanket
âHi babyâ he said back shooting me a smile
âYou finally got some well needed restâ I said to him as I walked over to the kitchen
âI know and all because of you. I havenât slept that good in weeksâ he said laughing a little bit
âAww well Iâm glad my remedies could help youâ I reply as I grab a drink from the fridge
âI was on the phone with my mom and told her how you basically brought me back to lifeâ he said trotting over to the kitchen
âOh yeahâŚand what did she sayâ I ask as he engulfed me in a hug
âShe told me how lucky I am to have someone who cares for me so deeply. And of course I agreed with herâ he replies back pulling away from the hug
Blushing deeply I looked down with a sheepish grin.
âShe also said she needs the ingredients to the soup and where she can find that alcohol thingy you used on meâ he says lifting my head by my chin
âOkay Iâll send it to herâ I replied as my eyes fluttered shut and his lips pressed a kiss to my forehead
âListen, I know we come from very different cultural backgrounds, but donât ever think you canât show me new things or teach me the history of certain things. I appreciate it trulyâ he says winking at me
âOkay. I will teach you everything there is to knowâ I responded back as we walked back to the couch
âAnd thank you again. I love you babyâ he says kissing my cheek
âYouâre welcome and I love you tooâ I say as I kiss his cheek
âAre you afraid of getting my cold?â He asks suddenly
âNo, I've been exposed to you alreadyâ I say as we cuddle into one another
âThen give me a real kissâ he says as I look at him
Playfully rolling my eyes as butterflies erupted in my stomach. I leaned in and connected our lips. Melting into him and his touch.
The End
This is so random but I was really bored and felt inspired to write this. LOLLL. Thanks for the love! Means a lot đŤśđ˝
-Jđ¸ď¸
Mystique
Pairing: Will Smith x Curvy Female Reader
Word Count: 4.5K
Synopsis: Will wasnât the type to chase after women, his career was more important to him. And he for sure didnât run after women when he never saw their face. So what is it about you being a mystery thatâs got Will running after you?đď¸
Warnings: None! Not proofread!!(My work never is get used to it loll). Did I write this picturing myself as Y/NâŚwell yes I did! So this is pure self indulgence. Reader is implied to be curvy/chubby, a woman of color and alternative. Age gap?? lol nothing crazy thoughđ¤
Song for imagine: Girl With The Tattoo- Miguel
âBecause in the right eyes, you will always be art.â
âIâm wearing the gray textile suit for tonightâ Will stated as he looks through his closet while holding the phone towards his face
âAnd you have to wear the navy blue shirt with the navy blue tieâ his mother states on the other line as she watches him through the video call
âI was thinking of wearing black insteadâ he responds back as his brows furrow
âOh no! You have to wear the blue, it will bring out your eyes, honeyâ she replies back as she removes her glasses to look at the young boy.
âUhh alright whatever you say. You know more than meâ he shrugs as he grabs his suit to lay out on his bed.
âSon, you have to look as sharp as ever tonight. Thereâs probably going to be so many brands looking to cut some deals with you and even Macklin. Make sure that boy looks properâ his dad said infiltrating the video call
âHello to you too, dadâ Will states laughing at his father
âHey son! Knock 'em dead tonight. Get all the brand deals and enjoy yourselvesâ he says pointing and winking at his son
âThanks, Iâll tryâ the young man replies sighing as he tosses the shirt and tie next to his suit
âAlright baby, well we love you. Send us pictures of Mack and yourself. Enjoy your evening. Weâll talk to you soonâ his mom states as she and his dad wave goodbye to him.
Uttering a goodbye and love you, he soon hangs up. Putting his phone on the charger and beginning to get ready.
Tonight was the San Jose Sharks annual team dinner. It was a huge event in a giant over the top party hall. Live music, catering, fine dining and wine, laughter, smoking and tons and tons of brands looking on the prowl for the face of their next launch/campaign. It was a big night for the team. Most were instantly signed to million dollar deals with popular brands like Alo and Nike. Few were even picked up by Sports Illustrated for a modeling contract.
All Will knew was that he and Mack needed to get their names out there more. Hoping and praying they would get picked for a top of the line deal. It was all about connections as the young manâs father would say.
Later on that evening most of the team had already gotten to the event. Macklin taking forever which made Will run behind as well. Rushing out the door of their shared home they decided on Willâs car and made their way to downtown San Jose.
About 45 minutes later Will and Mack hop out, handing the keys to the valet driver and making their way into the event. Of course being stopped by photographers on their way into the private event.
They had the event in the outdoor venue. It was massive. In the center of it all was a large pool with bright blue lights. There were waiters and live music bustling around them. The smell of cigars lingered around as glass cups were heard clinking together. Laughter and chatter was the most notable sound though.
âThis is sickâ Macklin tells Will as he taps him on the back
âDude, for real. This is dopeâ he says looking around as they walk to the large table that held all of their teammates
âAh look who decided to show upâ their coach states as he opens his arms up
âSorry, Mack was taking foreverâ the blonde states as he shakes his head in disbelief
âI couldnât find my shoe! Iâm sorry kill meâ he says all exaggerated
Will slowly blinks at him and laughs in his face. The two men take a seat next to each other at the end of the table. Immediately engaging in conversations with most of the team.
âThe biggest thing is just be yourself! Talk to them, let loose and trust me youâll probably get brand deals from all of themâ Tyler states to Will and Macklin
Nodding their heads they continue talking to their teammate and friend. Laughing and sharing which brands theyâd love to work with the most.
By this point dinner and drinks were served, the music and chatter started to lower a little as everyone was enjoying themselves. The sun was setting and the warm outdoor lighting had turned on. Engulfing everyone in a warm and toasty glow.
âSmitty! My moms been asking about you like crazyâ William says to him as he sits diagonal from the boy
âIâll give her a call. I forgot to send her a birthday cardâ he replies back to William
âShe misses you like youâre her own kidâ Eklund states back shaking his head as he puts the fork in his mouth
âWhat can I say! Itâs the Smitty effectâ Will says back winking at his friend
âSuch a loserâ the young man says back as he throws a napkin at Will
âCareful eating that steak Macky boy wouldnât want your teeth to break againâ Tyler says taunting the young boy and laughing. Most guys join in laughing and elbowing Mack.
âWhatever dudeâ Mack says, sticking up the middle finger with a mouth full of steak as he looks over at Will. The two young men giggling like school girls.
Sipping from his cup, he suddenly catches a waft of something. Wills eyebrow raising ever so slightly, he had never smelt anything like this before. It was sweet and grown. A rich and warm vanilla. The wind was blowing a slight breeze, so he really couldnât tell where it was coming from.
He tried to sniff little by little, not trying to be too obvious to his teammates. They probably would have called him a weirdo.
When suddenly there it was. More like there you were. You walked by and he got smacked with the aroma of your scent. Inhaling deeply he looked towards you. In hopes to catch a glimpse of who you were but missing your face by a second.
His eyes darted to your body. Not in a lustful way, but just wanting to take all of you in. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up as you gracefully walked and talked to the person next to you.
Time slowing down like some cheesy rom-com. He began to blink slowly as his mouth opened. As if words wanted to escape, but nothing would come out.
He watched as your low cut open back black dress clung to your curves. Your beautifully tan skin glistening in the warm lights. But what made his hairs stand up on the back of his neck were your tattoos all over your back. The American traditional art takes almost the whole entirety of your back. The colorful art is a beautiful accessory to your outfit. He was in awe completelyâŚ
He watched as you walked away and he almost got up and followed. Smitty was enamored to say the least by the mystery girl with the back tattoos.
He was clearly the only one because everyone was still in conversation as if no one saw the slo mo that he just lived through. He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasnât dreaming and before he could stand up their coach cut him off.
âAlright guys, I want you to get out there. Get with these brands, make those deals and most importantly have funâ their coach tells them as he sets them on their own.
Mack starts walking with Will, but Will is still deep in thought.
âYou good Smittyâ his best friend asks him as he looks over at him
âYeah! Did you umâŚdid you happen to see that girl?â Wil asks his friend
âWhat girl?â His friend asks as he laughs and furrows his eyebrows
âThe girl with the tattoo?â Will asks as he chews his lip
Celebriniâs mouth opens to answer but suddenly-
âMacklin Celebrini! Weâre with Adidas and weâd really love to chat with you a bitâ the two young men were cut off by a few older people.
Will nodding at him, basically telling him what heâs talking about isnât important. Mack winks at him and begins to chat with that crew.
The young man began on his own venture partly looking for brands, but mostly looking for this mystery woman.
Sure Will had his fair share of crushes and little high school girlfriends. A few meaningless hook ups at parties during the beginning of his college career. However once he was drafted into the big leagues and he realized how serious his life was about to get he put off pursuing women all together. His parents and coach were in favor of this idea as heâd have no distractions, but for some reason he couldnât shake the thought of you. He needed to find you.
His eyes were scanning the whole place. With no sight of you he figured you were just passing through the area. Slouching his shoulder a bit he turns around and walks the other way.
âWill Smith! My name is Suki and Iâm an executive with Alo. Weâd love to have you as the face of our next campaign. Do you have a minute to chat?â The shorter woman asks the young boy
âYes of courseâ he responds eagerly as he begins to chat with the woman.
As they chat, Will is telling her all about himself and how excited he would be to work with the brand. He catches a glimpse of you in the corner of his eye. His heart begins to thump loudly in his chest as he tries to focus on what heâs being asked.
In the midst of him talking he looks to his right and sees your tattoo clad back once again. Losing his train of thought for a second.
âIâŚ..I umâŚ.. Iâm sorry I lost what I was trying to sayâ Will states to the lady as he quickly glances back at her.
âNo thatâs alright take your timeâ Suki replies back as sheâs jotting down notes
âYeahâŚso uhâŚ.gosh Iâm sorry I really forgot what I was going to sayâ the young boy says scoffing at himself
Will was sure he bombed this mini interview and lost the deal with Alo, but they wanted him. Suki got his contact information and said sheâd be in touch with Will and his coach to set up a shoot.
Bidding their goodbyes, Smith turns to see youâre still in the same spot about 30 feet away. He clears his throat and smoothes out his suit beginning his trek over to you. When suddenly he was stopped again.
âWill! How are you tonight! Weâre with Adidas. We just chatted with Macklin and weâd love to do a sponsorship with you and Mack for our winter collection coming outâ. He heard from behind him
Mentally sighing in defeat he slightly rolled his eyes and turned around to face the person who was talking to him. Putting a smile on his face, he put his hand out to shake.
âHello sir, Iâm doing well this evening. I think that sounds like a great sponsorship" the young man replies as he shakes the older manâs hand.
Continuing in conversation for what felt like hours, but was probably only 10 minutes. Telling Will heâd be in contact with Mack, their coach and himself to set up a shoot some day. They bid their goodbyes as well.
Turning around to look for you, only to be disappointed that you were no longer there. Running a hand through his hair he was beginning to get annoyed with himself. He had never had a woman have such a hold over his brain, but he knew he could not sleep tonight without seeing your face.
Turning back around he sees his coach waving him down and pointing to his team's table. Which all of them were sitting at minus himself. Nodding, he hurries his way over to the table and takes his seat next to Mack.
âBro I for sure snagged us duel sponsorshipsâ Macklin states to his friend as he picks at his dessert.
âThanks man I talked with the reps from Adidas. Iâm excitedâ Will says, patting his friend on the back.
âAlright guys! In a few thereâs going to be an assistant executive from Sports Illustrated whoâs interested in working with the whole team for one big sponsorshipâ their coach states as he clasps his hands together
All the guys getting super excited as they have never done any type of sponsorship or photoshoot through Sports Illustrated. All that was shared about them were their stats.
The team was engaging in conversation and laughter when suddenly their coach whistled for their attention. He motioned for them to be quiet.
âHello gentlemen! Iâm Y/N and Iâm an assistant executive with Sports Illustratedâ he heard this angelic voice and suddenly he looked up.
He knew this was the mysterious girl with the tattoo. His eyes glazed over and heart started to thump loudly again. You were gorgeous, nothing like heâs ever seen.
Sure San Jose was full of beautiful women, but you were different. You were tan with dark hair and dark features. A strong facial structure. He was so used to the extremely athletic lean build here that he almost forgot what a real woman looks like. And you had curves that reminded him of many renaissance paintings heâs seen before. A body men used to go to war for.
Her eyes kept glancing over at his, in his mind it was either because she partly found him attractive as well; or partly because he could not peel his eyes from her. He really hoped he wasnât creeping her out, but truthfully he probably was.
âWe would really love to work with all of you guys as a whole. Weâre thinking of a photoshoot for a calendar for this upcoming year. I would love to hear your feedback on this idea and Iâm also open to any other recommendationsâ she states as she looks at the gentleman. Talking with her hands, her black long pointy nails catching Will's eye like catnip toâŚwell a cat.
âIâm totally down with the calendar, I think shirtless calendars would sell like hotcakesâ one of Wills teammates said
Many agreed with him and looked back at Y/N.
âActuallyâŚ.that would be a great idea. The NFL did it last year and it sold like crazy. And not many know but with my department all the proceeds go to a few non profits out thereâ she states as she pulls her phone out to type some notes
âTo add on to that, Iâm thinking shirtless on the rink in total beast mode, dripping in sweatâ Tyler states, Will slightly wincing at his douchey statement.
âDonât be a total toolâ Mack says kicking him slightly under the table
âOkayâŚ.okay yeah that could workâ she says looking over at everyone giggling at their banter.
âWill, what do you think, you havenât said muchâ his coach asked him.
âYo! Dude!â Tyler states snapping his fingers at Will. Immediately breaking his trance.
âI meanâŚ..yeah that sounds coolâ the blonde boy responds as he takes a sip of his water to avoid the embarrassment he just went through.
âGuys too damn busy drooling over her, heâs not even thinkingâ Eklund says, laughing at him loudly.
Completely zoning out, Will tried to look elsewhere; but he was struggling. He couldnât help himself from staring at you.
He hadnât even realized everything had been planned and set up. He was just so in his head about you. He hadnât even realized you walked away.
âHoly shit! Sheâs the girl with the tattooâ Mack states laughing at his friend
âMack, shut upâ Will states as he smacks his friend next to him.
âAhhhâŚ.so he does have an eye for herâ Tyler states as he looks over at you, eying you slightly.
âI mean sheâs a beautiful girl-WOMAN! But I donât know herâ Will states getting flustered and scratching the back of his neck
âOh my god man! Get up, grow some balls and go talk to the chick. Whatâs the worst she can say? No?â Tyler replies back with an annoyed expression
âYeah Will. Go up and talk to her and quit staring at her like a freaking creepâ Macklin says to his friend as he gives him an apologetic smile.
âMan⌠I donât know. Sheâs a bit..â Smitty started but was cut off by Eklund
âIntimidating? Yeah she does look like sheâd chew you up and spit you outâ he said looking over his shoulder to place his eyes on you
âOkay well that doesnât help my case hereâ Will says in a sarcastic manner as he runs a hand through his hair
âI donât know what this new profound shy attitude is about. Youâre Will Smith the king of talking to the ladiesâ Macklin buds in as he uses air quotes
âYouâre making me sound like some douche bag fuckboyâ He states back as he cocks a brow at Mack
âYeah and how many of those girls actually called you?â Tyler said laughing in Wills face
âDonât be such a dickâ Smitty responds rolling his eyes at his older teammate
âListen Smitty, I say go for itâ Eklund says nodding his head at his friend
âYou know what, yeah! Iâm going to go find her and I will get her numberâ Will states as he slides back from the table
âAtta boy!â Tyler says clapping his hands together
âIâll catch up with yall laterâ Will states as he shoos them and heads towards the inside of the event hall.
Will felt like he was traveling miles walking around this hall. Dodging certain people because he knew heâd get trapped into an hour long conversation. He felt like he looked high and low.
He didnât want to seem suspicious, so he chose not to ask anyone for you. But he feared his luck had run out when you were nowhere to be found. He was frustrated with himself. Allowing himself to wait and wait and wait and now you might have left.
Shaking his head he stepped outside into the chilly California night. The sounds of cars passing by and faint music ran through his ears. Running a frustrated hand through his hair and sighing deeply.
His thoughts stopped when he heard you again. Talking to the valet parking worker. The man nodded at your words as he grabbed your keys and walked off.
Your heels clacked on the concrete as you turned around and stood under the awning Will was also standing under. All he could do was stare at your back. Instantly as if you felt eyes burning into you. You turned, your eyes catching his, quickly he offered a small smile with a nod of his head. You return one as well.
Your heels scrape the street as you turn around slightly.
âWill Smith, right?â She asks the blonde young man as she walks closer to him
âUh yes! Will. Most people call me Smittyâ he responded back as he stuck his hand out to her
Smiling, she took his hand in hers, shaking firmly. And all he could think about was how soft and warm your hand felt in his.
âWell⌠Smitty, it's nice to meet you. Formally of courseâ she says laughing a little
âVery nice to meet you as wellâ Will responds back as he clears his throat
âMy dads a huge fan of yours. Says you remind him of him in his prime hockey daysâ she states, as to break the awkward silence. Noting that itâs taking the valet man a long time to return with her car
âAhh really. I appreciate that. Not often the older generation truly likes us young playersâ He says as he turns to look at her
âYeah theyâre pretty stuck in their waysâ she responds giggling and he swore he saw a sparkle in your eye
âBeen with Sports Illustrated for a while?â Smitty asks as his hands shimmy into the pockets of his dress pants
âIâve been with them 3 years nowâ she responds scratching her brow with her long nails
âOh nice! Thatâs awesomeâ he responds clearing his throat
âYeah I was blessed to intern for them when I was 20 and they immediately hired me right after. Iâm 23 now and will work with them till the day I die honestly. I love itâ she says nodding at the boy
âOh thatâs awesome! Same here. Iâll be playing for San Jose till I dropâ he says laughing which caused her to laugh as well
âUmâ they both stated at the same time
âYou go firstâ they said once again at the same time. Laughing loudly as they shook their heads.
âI was going to say Iâm excited to be doing this campaign with you guys. You seem like a pretty dope teamâ she says as she looks into Will's eyes. His slow blinks captivated her.
âSeem like a dope team? We are a dope team! Just ask your dadâ Smitty states scoffing in a playful manor
âIâm sorry! Iâm sorry! I mean you guys are a dope teamâ she replies giggling as she tries to cover her open mouth smile
âYeah give us some credit hereâ he respond smirking and shaking his head
Before she could open her mouth to speak she was cut off.
âIâm sorry ma'am! We have your car ready nowâ they heard from behind them. Turning around she smiles at the man
âOh thank you so muchâ she says as she takes her keys in hand
âHere let me walk you to your carâ Will says without really thinking.
Walking to her car, he opens the door for her. Shutting it behind her as she sat in. His eyes scanned the dark gray sedan in front of him.
âThank youâ she huffs out as she turns the car on once again, the engine loudly rumbling
âLexus IS 500â he states whistling lowly as he looks at her all red interior. Looking over at him she blushes as she rolls her eyes playfully
âYou know your carsâ she responds as she presses play on her music
âEhh wouldnât say I know my cars, I just like some luxury carsâ he responds as he stands up, his hands gripping the door
âMy dads a collector of luxury carsâ she says to him looking over into his eyes that gleam with excitement
âOh really?â He says lowly
âI could uh⌠I could get you a personal tour of his collectionâ she says as she raises an eyebrow
âReally?â He says a bit too loudly before clearing his throat which causes her to laugh
âYeah. My dad could meet his favorite player and you could take a peak at his cars, and maybe even test drive a fewâ she says smirking at him
âYouâd do that? For me?â He asks as he points at himself
âI mean yeah why not. Youâre pretty cool and if my dad found out I spoke to you and didnât get him a chance to chat with you heâd have my head on a stickâ she says shrugging her shoulders
âThatâs insane. Thank you! Truly thank you!â Will responds clutching his heart
âMaybe you could even give me a few more ideas for the campaignâ she says pointing at him in an âoh yeahâ way
âYeah Iâd be downâ Smitty responds smiling at her
âGreatâ she responds eagerly
âIf you want I can shoot you a DM on Instaâ he says pointing at his phone that sat in his pocket. As if she knew where it was
âIâd rather text you, itâs more professionalâ she says with a wink looking up at Will
He could feel his heartbeat in his throat. The statement wasnât exactly flirtatious but the wink had to be. And she technically did insinuate she wanted his numberâŚ.. his head was spinning so fast he felt he might fall down.
âYeah thatâsâŚthat sounds goodâ he says, clearing his throat and searching his pockets for his phone. Once he found it, he slid it open with shaky hands and opened the contact app
âArenât you going to ask a girl for her numberâ she states which catches him off guard. His eyes bouncing to hers as a sly smile crept up on his face and heat rose up his neck and sprinkled along his cheeks.
âRight. Sorry sorryâ he says shaking his head
âCould I have your number?â Will asks the girl slightly cringing at himself
Nodding her head she takes his phone and puts her number in. Handing his phone back, he looks at it
Y/Nđˇď¸
The contact read, his brow furrowing.
âWhatâs with the emoji?â He asks laughing
âYou arenât an emoji person? If weâre going to be hanging out thatâs going to have to changeâ she says tsking at him
âAlright Iâll get with the programâ he says laughing as he locks his phone and slides it into his pocket
âWell⌠Iâm going to head out now. It was nice chatting with you. Iâll be looking forward to your textâ she responds as she shifts her car into drive
âIt was great chatting with you too Y/N. Iâll see you around. And Iâll be messaging youâ Will responds back as he winks. Tapping her car door he steps back and allows her to wave before driving off.
He couldnât really explain what he felt. Some would say cloud 9 truthfully. He had never had such an interaction with a woman like that before. Where the conversations were never ending and he didnât feel dumb for even talking to her. Will isnât a believer in love at first sight, but he couldnât keep his mind from thinking of you.
He wanted nothing more than to talk to you forever. To be surrounded by your oozing charisma and delicious perfume. He had never wanted something so bad in his life as he wanted you.
It pained him in the chest a little that you had to drive away so soon. Replaying your voice in his mind. He couldnât seem to wipe the stupid smile off his face.
He knew heâd be texting you first thing in the morning. He didnât really care to see a car collection, but was more excited that you might be there to engage with him.
Walking back into the venue he felt mighty. He felt on top of the world. And when he told the boys he got your number and how you said youâd be waiting for his text they roared like they just won the championship. Clapping him on the back for facing his fear of rejection.
He felt like he mightâve fallen in love with you right then and there. He knew that he was going to do everything in his power to get youâŚ..
The girl with the tattoo.
The End
This is my first time ever writing for a hockey player. I think the sport is cool and the guys are nice looking. Seems fun to write for 𼰠hope you enjoyed. Thanks for the support đ¤
-Jđ¸ď¸
Meet Me at The Lake
Pairing: Joe Burrow x Female Reader
Word count: 3.9k
Synopsis: 6 years together and Joe is ready to ask for your hand in marriage. He does everything in his power to get this day to go smoothly. However life has other plans, and Joe must figure out how to get used to his new lifeđď¸
Warnings: Mentions of car accident, mentions of panic attack, mentions of brain injury and memory loss. Allusions to sex in the pass tense. Oh and not proofread!! (When is my work ever lollll)
Song for imagine: Die On This Hill- Sienna Spiro
âSon, what are you asking me?â Her dad says getting a bit teary eyed
âSir, Iâm asking if I can have your blessing to take your daughters hand in marriageâ I respond back swallowing thickly
Y/Nâs moms eyes widening as she covers her mouth and chokes out a sob. Both of them standing up from the sofa that they currently were perched up in.
I stood up with them, searching their eyes for answers. Her dad leans his hand out to me, grasping it in a firm handshake.
âYou have my blessing son, you are a great man to our daughter; and she loves you very muchâ he says nodding his head
âOh Joe, sweetheart I am so so happy for you and Y/N. Sheâs absolutely head over heels for youâ she says crying into a silk handkerchief and leaning into me for a hug.
Engulfing her in my arms I looked over at her dad, âthank you sir, and I will do everything to protect and care and love your daughter. Through sickness and in healthâ I respond nodding my head at them.
That was about two weeks ago, and I did everything in my power to keep my cool and also keep this secret. Y/N was good at sniffing things out, and I was so scared she was onto me.
Even though it was off season I had gotten permission from my coach to hide the engagement ring in my locker. Knowing Y/N she would accidentally come across it just trying to put my laundry away. Ruining the surprise and also making me feel like a fool.
âBro what are you doing in the locker room?â JaâMarr asked as I was talking to him over FaceTime
âDude, I told you! Iâm hiding the ring in here, and todayâs the day Iâm proposingâ I said looking down at him as I head to my cubby
âJoeeeeee my man, Iâm so excited for you both. Let me see the ringâ he said putting his face extra close to the camera
Grabbing the box and opening it, I flipped the camera. The camera immediately picks up the light shining off of it.
âHoly shitâŚ.that ring is sick. What is it?â He asks laughing
âThanks man, itâs an unheated modified pear shaped garnet gemstone on solid gold with a diamond encrusted band. Oh and mini diamonds around the garnet.â I respond as I turn the box in all angles so he can really see
âMan I donât cry but this shit could bring me to tears. How much did that cost?â He asked slyly wiping his eyes
âWell the garnet itself was 5k, and then the band itself was about 4K plus to add the little diamonds around the garnet was another 3k. $12,000 on my baby because this is all sheâs ever wanted in a wedding ring. Iâm here to make her dreams a reality.â I state staring at the ring in admiration
âMy man! You are absolutely enamored with her. Listen, I have to head out with my girl. Congratulations in advance because she will say yes, so no need to be nervous. Your shoulders are damn near touching your ears. Send me pictures after she says yes!â He says before we say goodbye and hang up.
Damn was I really that nervous? I thought I was playing it cool. Oh man Y/N is for sure onto me. I began to get all in my head until suddenly my phone started to ring.
Reaching into my pocket I slid my phone out and saw an incoming call from you.
âBaby!â I state as I pick up the call
âMy loveeeee how are youâ she asks me as I hear her shuffling around
âIâm doing well, just getting some errands in before we meet for dinnerâ I state as I tuck the ring box into my pants pocket and smooth out the ruffles
âSpeaking of dinner, you never told me where we are going?â She says sweetly
âMeet me at the lakeâ I say gently back to her
âWhich lake?â She says like she knows but still wants to make sure
âWhere we shared our first kissâ I replied back
âWell..okayâ she says bashfully
âI love you and Iâll see you in a bitâ I say back
âLove you too Joey and Iâll see you soonâ she says back
Hanging up I looked at the time, oh shit I need to get there now and start setting up! Hurrying out of the building I make my way to my car and start on the highway. Making my way to our little hideout.
Thinking back to our first kiss thereâŚ..
âJoeeee where are you taking meâ she squealed as I led her through some trees and kind of tall grass as I held my hands over her eyes
âJust walk forward weâre almost thereâ I responded pushing her more forward
âThatâs exactly what a serial killer says before they chop up the girlâ she replies back
âWell um Iâm not a serial killerâ I say scoffing at her
âThatâs also something a serial killer would sayâ she retorts back
âOh enough Iâm not killing youâ I replied laughing and came to a stop. Removing my hands from her eyes she gasped.
I brought her down to this small lake near her house. Funny enough it was actually a lake that separated her house from mine.
It had a wooden bench and a small dock to walk onto. Light up by the warm lights on the dock.
âThis is so romantic and beautifulâ she says as she slides her hand into mine. Walking down the dock and stopping at the end we plop down.
Watching the small ripples in the water and listening to frogs croak. We looked into the night sky as the moon illuminated the lake. Her head was leaning on my shoulder.
âItâs so peaceful here, howâd you find itâ she asks me
âWell all the way on the opposite side from us my parents house is there. So I actually found this place when I was a kid. Used to come out here when I wanted it to just be my mind and Iâ I responded looking over at her
âAww I love thatâ she responds flashing me a toothy grin
âAnd have I told you how beautiful you look tonightâ I replied back staring into her captivating eyes
âProbably a million timesâ she said rolling her eyes playfully
âYouâre just breathtakingâ I say blinking slowly as I licked my bottom lip
Next thing you know weâre both leaning in, our mouth interlocking like two puzzle pieces that belong together. My thumb caressing her cheek while my other fingers stood at the base of her skull. Passionately deepening our kiss.
That was almost 6 years ago right after graduating LSU. To think Y/N has stood by my side all along. Sheâs going to be the perfect wife I think to myself.
By this point I had pulled up near the lake and parked on the side of the road. Making my way down towards the bench and dock. Upon arriving I placed the basket on the bench. Pulling out the taupe blanket I placed it on the ground near the entrance to the dock. Displaying the food out perfectly.
I had the best plan, Iâd meet her and cover her eyes leading her down to the dock. Iâd place her in front of the basket and the beautiful dinner set up. As she stood in front of me to look at everything Iâd drop to one knee holding the box open waiting for the perfect time to ask her to be my wife.
I was getting super anxious waiting for her, I had checked my phone and it was 7pm nearing the time of a beautiful summer sunset. When 7:30 rolled around and she still hadnât shown up I was a little confused and a bit hurt?
I decided to call her but it went straight to voicemail.
âHey baby Iâm here at the lake near your house. I know itâs just 7:30, but Iâd figure youâd be here by nowâ I say as I leave a voicemail
No answer and for the next 15 minutes my calls and texts go unanswered. My immediate thought was I had been stood up, you found out and didnât want to get married to me. But you seemed excited on the phone so that couldnât be the case right?
I decided to pack up everything and head back to my car. Driving towards your house I saw your car wasnât there. Which was extremely strange, I didnât even know how to feel at that moment. I was angry and hurt. Where could you have gone?
Driving around the bend of trees I was approaching the intersection that led to my parents house. But it was infiltrated by cop cars and ambulance personnel. I figured maybe you were stuck in that traffic and didnât have any service?
As I drove closer to the scene I looked to my left and did a double take. That was your white Audi almost completely crushed. My heart sank to my stomach! I pulled onto the median. Throwing my hazards on and running out my car.
Bolting over to the accident police and EMT stopped me.
âSir you canât be hereâ one woman cop stated
âNo thatâs my girlfriend, thatâs my fucking girlfriendâ I began to yell
âSir Iâm sorry, but she is in critical condition. You can not step into this sceneâ the male cop said placing his hand on my shoulder
âWhen did this happen? I was supposed to see her! I was supposed to propose to herâ I began to sob as my knees wobbled
âThis happened about 30 minutes ago. Looks like she was turning left onto this street and this car was coming straight ahead. Faster than she couldâve turned out the way. Weâre assuming drunk driver, but the driver of that car is currently unconscious as wellâ an EMT has stated to me
âIs sheâŚis she going to be okay?â I asked trying to catch my breath
âWe had to cut her out of the car and she was also unresponsive. Looked like blunt force trauma to the headâ he replied to me as he gave me water and tried to calm me down
âOh my godâŚ.no noooâ I began to cry into my hands, getting dizzy I leaned against the ambulance and gripped my chest
âSir are you alright?â I heard faintly as my hearing got muffled. I felt like I was going to throw up and pass out or maybe I was going to have a heart attack.
âSir, sir I need you to answer meâ I heard the voice again getting closer
âI canât, I canât breatheâ I choked out my breathing getting ragged
âHey! We may need another unit. Heâs not looking too good! He canât breatheâ I heard her yell out to some people.
All I can hear is sirens and people running around me, grabbing at me. I donât remember much, and Iâm pretty sure I passed out.
âJoe, Joe how are you feeling?â I hear faintly, opening my eyes to bright lights and a beeping sound.
âHuh?â I say shielding my eyes from my lights. Rubbing my eyes, I take a look around. Surrounded by Y/Nâs parents and my own.
âSon! Youâre alright. You just had a panic attackâ my dad says as he comes over to my side
âAndâŚ.and Y/N? How sheâs doingâ I say looking over at her parents
âSheâs in brain surgery right now. She umâŚshe hit her head really hard, and had some bleeding in the brainâ her mom says in choked out sobs
âWill she be okay?â I ask jolting up in the bed
âWe donât know,â my mom says caressing my hand and looking down.
âThis isnât fairâ I say as I begin to cry, sniffling and pinching the bridge of my nose.
âWe know, we knowâ they say as we sit in sadness
~1 month later~
It has been a month since her accident. And our lives had been flipped upside down truly.
Pulling into a parking spot I hopped out and made my way into the main triage.
âGood morning Sir, checking in?â I was greeted at the main desk
âUh yes Iâm visiting Y/N Y/L/Nâ I respond back fishing for my wallet
âAlright, I need your drivers licenseâ she says as she types on her computer
Nodding my head, I slid it out and hand it to her. She puts it through a scanner and grabs the sticker that prints.
âIâm sure you know this, but the sticker is your form of ID here, make sure itâs on the left side and visible at all timesâ she says removing it from the printer and handing it to me
âYes maâamâ I say taking it and placing it on my shirt
âOh and it looks like she was moved into another unit. Itâs an advanced unit. On the fourth floor. Just take this elevator to your left and when you step out go right and all the way down at the end of the hall will be the therapy unit youâre looking forâ she says smiling at me.
âAlright! Thank you. See you aroundâ I say slipping my drivers license into my wallet and nodding at her
Heading to the elevator and going up to the fourth floor. I made my way all the way down to the hallway and stopped at that front desk.
âHi! Iâm looking for Y/N Y/L/N. I was told downstairs she was moved here.â I say smiling at them
âOh yes! Sheâs in room 409 all the way at the end of the hallâ one of the nurses said to me
Thanking her I made my way to her room. Knocking before walking in.
âHeyy! Thereâs my girlâ I said as she sat in her chair watching the tv
âJoeeeee youâre hereâ she says peeling her eyes away from the tv
âOf course I am!â I said to her as I walked over to her, placing a kiss on her forehead.
âMy friend, where have you been? Long time no seeâ she says chuckling as she watches me step away from her
âFriendâ how that twisted like a knife to the heart. I obviously knew she would have some memory loss, but the fact she didnât even remember who I was to her.
Iâll never forget that day, her brows furrowing as she squinted at me. Apologizing that she couldnât recall who I was. At first I thought she was messing around with me, but by the saddened eyes of her parents and the nurses I began to realize her reality.
The doctors explained her brain injury, and how many people with this injury would not make it back to their old selves. He explained that she may never remember me, she may not even remember her old life. Going into details that her long term and short term memory was severely damaged. Doctors were shocked that she could remember her parents though not fully. Truthfully everything other than her parents was a mystery to her.
Sheâd never remember her life with me. Sheâd probably never be able to marry me. It hurt deeply, but I made it my mission to see her everyday, that I could in hopes bring back the tiniest bit of memories.
âI was just here yesterdayâ I said laughing as I pulled up a chair next to her
âSorryâŚ.you know my brainâ she says looking down and pouting
âYes Iâm aware of itâ I said chuckling at her
âLove this room, I hear itâs an advanced unitâ I say nudging her knee with my pointer and middle finger
âOh my gosh yes!! My doctor says Iâm advancing much faster than anyone heâs ever treated before. He calls me a miracle. And! He even said I may get almost all of my memory backâ she says looking up at me with excited eyes
âThis is awesome! And what do you think of all this?â I asked her smiling
âWell I donât know about my memory. I feel like it hasnât changed. Not much more I remember than bits and pieces of my accidentâ she says slouching again
âThatâs okay, it takes timeâ I say reassuring her
We sat in silence for a moment, the faint sound of the television behind me catching my attention. It was her favorite movie playing. And I glanced at her, but she had no reaction. She didnât remember.
âThis was- is your favorite movieâ I said to her
âReally? We must be really good friends for you to remember thatâ she says giggling as she turns the volume up a little bit.
Oh how it pained me, not telling her who I really am to her. She just thinks weâre best friends.
âYeah well we watched it at least twice a week togetherâ I replied back to her
She opened her mouth to speak, but decided not to. I just let her be. Glancing at her ever so often I saw her deep in trance. Almost like she was thinking.
Her right hand slowly slid up to the side of her head grazing her fingers over the healing stitches. I heard her breath shutter as her eyes blinked slowly.
âWe weren't just friends were we?â She asks looking over at me, her fingers still over the buzzed section near her ear
âWhat makes you think that?â I ask her after a bit of silence on my end
âYouâre always here, you know things about me, and my parents always ask about you; or are always talking about you when they donât think Iâm listening andâŚand everytime I see you itâs like I feel something. I feel this connection. And I see a clouded blur of what feels like you. I feel safe with you. I feel like Iâm supposed to remember youâ she says swallowing thickly while speaking in a whisper.
She caught me off guard completely.
âWe weren't just friendsâ I say in a hushed tone to her
âWhat were we?â She asks sitting up in her seat
âBoyfriend and girlfriendâ I said sheepishly
âOh my god! And for how long?â She asks as her eyes widen
â6 yearsâ I said clearing my throat
She gasps and covers her mouth slightly.
â6 fucking years, and I canât even remember youâ she says getting teary eyed
âNo! Donât blame yourself. Itâs okay I have and will always be here every step of the wayâ I say grabbing her right knee with my left hand
âDid we break up before my accident?â She questions
âNo I uhâŚ..I umâŚ..I was actually going to propose to you the night of your accident. On your way to the lake where we shared our first kiss by the way. You were hit by a speeding carâ I replied to her, searching her saddened eyes
Covering her face with her hands she groans loudly.
âI canât believe I was about to get engaged to the hottest man I have ever laid my eyes on, and now I canât even remember usâ she says groaning again
I would be lying if I said I wasn't blushing at her statement.
âThatâs alright. Iâm not going anywhere. Iâm still planning to marry you one dayâ I said to her winking
âPlease hold out for me because boy do I want to marry you tooâ she says looking at me through the cracks in her fingers that still cover her face.
Chuckling at her, I pull my phone out from my back pocket. Opening my camera roll and going to the pre-made albums I have of us.
âYou can look through our pictures. Maybe you might remember somethingâ I say offering her my phone
Grabbing onto it she begins to look through the photos. Giggling at some and getting red in the face at others.
âOh my God, Joeâ she says squealing as her face gets warmer
Looking over at the photo my cheeks warm up as well. It was a photo of us nude. Iâm on my back as sheâs on top of me. Both looking up into the ceiling mirror that hung before us. I loved this picture with every fiber of myself.
âThat was our 5 year anniversary. We were in Curaçao and you looked so beautiful I had to capture you in that momentâ I say to her
âWow thereâs so many freaky pictures like thisâ she says laughing deeply
âYeahhh we were a pretty active coupleâ I say as I watch her swipe through our photos
âDo you miss it?â She asks me stopping for a moment
âWhat? Sex? I mean eh. I can live without it. But do I miss us making love? I do, but Iâm a very patient man. All I care about right now is your progress and health.â I say to her offering her a smile
She smiles and nods at me as her finger begins to swipe the photos again. Suddenly she stops again on a photo.
Her eyes tracing over the image of us.
âI⌠I remember thisâ she says looking over at me
My eyes beaming open immediately.
âYou do?â I ask her ready to jump up and get the nurses
âYes! Oh my⌠I do! This is your parents' lake house. This picture your dad took of us. I had just cut my knee open and you were comforting meâ she says swallowing thickly as she looks at the picture
âYES! YES! Thatâs exactly what happenedâ I said jumping up in excitement
âJoe Iâm remembering some of these picturesâ She says to me as she swipes her finger faster on the screen
I called the nurses in who then called the doctor in. They encouraged Y/N to talk about what she could remember as they jotted down notes.
âJoe, you shouldâve shown me these photos sooner. Maybe I would have a stronger memory by nowâ she states to me
âThe time didnât feel right, but todayâŚI felt compelled to show youâ I say as the doctor checks her
That was the snowball that got rolling. I mean little by little my family and her family and I got pictures and videos and would show them to her. Slowly she began to remember little things here and there.
It had been about a year where she was almost completely back to normal. Minor memories she still couldnât remember, but everything else she got.
And this wouldnât be a happy ending if I didnât keep my promise. I proposed to her at the lake when she was discharged and cleared to go back to basic everyday events.
Beyond excited that in tragedy I still was able to find light. I was still able to propose to the girl of my dreams. And was even more excited to start planning this wedding.
âI love you Y/Nâ I stated as I looked down at her
âI love you more Joeâ she stated as her lips connected to mine.
In that moment with her lips on mine I felt infinite!
The End
This lowkey (high key) kind of sucked. I wanted to get something out since Iâve been MIA for a little bit. So grateful for all the support Iâve been given. Lots of love!
-Jđˇď¸
Can you do a Joe x reader and she's really into sports and is yelling a bunch at his game and he gets asked about it in the post game and is all goofy and proud of it? thanks!!!
In It
Pairing: Joe Burrow x Female Reader
Synopsis: The Bengals were about to get beat in the fourth inning, tensions are high and Joe is not letting this team win! Too focused in on the game, and you on the other hand could not stop screaming out to him! đ
Warnings: Horribly written lowkey! Also not proofread at all! And idek if I used some of the terms correctly. Iâm literally just a girl đ
Song for imagine: Up All Night- Drake, Nicki Minaj
I never ever trip
Just peace happiness and love
I got money in these jeans, so they fit me kinda snug
Plus the game is in my pocket, ***** this is what I does
It was the fourth inning, Bengals against the Green Bay Packers. Tensions were high as last time the Packers smoked them. This time though? Joe and his team are getting their lick back. The Packers had them in the first half, and Joe was pissed as hell. Huffing and rolling his eyes
âTighten the fuck up! Playing like fucking dickheadsâ He screamed at his team. The Packers were bottom of the barrel for a short period of time, but once that new draft hit; and guys got traded. That team turned to pure gold. Eating their opponents for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Something Joe was weary of going into this game.
âI refuse to lose to a team whose fans wear foam cheese hats! Thatâs embarrassingâ He hollered on the side lines, burning red cheeks and a red nose. He meant business. And right by his side was you!
Sitting in the VIP Suite with his friends and family. Gripping onto the railing as you sat most of the game screaming. Your face being plastered along the jumboscreen multiple times throughout the game.
But as the timer hit four minutes, and the Packers were up on two, your eyes damn near popped out your head. All the Bengals needed was a touchdown, and that gave them double points. Sending the Packers home with a fat loss.
Joe had the ball and was gunning it to the opposite side of the end zone. You leaped off your chair.
âFuck yeahhhhhh LETS GO JOEEEEEâ You screamed almost spilling your drink everywhere.
His mom and dad beside you are hollering similar chants. Egging their son on to win this game.
Suddenly it was as if everything moved in slow motion, Joeâs right foot passed the end zone line. Instantly meaning a touchdown, but suddenly number 52 comes barreling towards Joe. Grabbing around his thighs and tackling him. Both players go tumbling and the timer stops, the ref blowing a whistle. No touchdown was given, and both teams had to return to the sidelines as they reviewed footage.
âBULLSHITTTT! That was an illegal tackleâ I scream from above slamming my hands on my thighs.
I watch as Joe throws the ball and gets up, brushing off his opponent. Angrily heading to the sidelines I could see he was ready to argue.
Suddenly the referee blows the whistle. Marking an X with his arms,
âNumber 52, Rashan Gary 15 yard penalty. Illegal tackle on number 9 Joe Burrow. Tackled below the waist! No touchdown, next point winsâ He says and puts his arms down.
The whole stadium was booing, including myself. That was a clear touchdown. I was livid and chewed my nails as they got centered in the field.
Joe caught the ball as one of the packers attempted to pass to his teammate.
âYEAHHHHHH JOE BRING IT HOMEEEEEâ I screamed as my voice cracked
âCOME ONNNN GOO GOO GOOOâ I screamed basically hanging over the railing
I have never seen Joe run so fast in my life, I swore he was about to levitate with the speed of his cleats against the turf. Hurdling over a player as he leaped to tackle him, I hollered again.
âLETS GOOO JOEYY BABYYYYâ I yelled out as his mom grabbed onto me, jumping up and down in excitement.
Running pass two more players Joe flew to the end zone. Instantly getting a touch down. The timer buzzed and Joe threw the ball down. Immediately being engulfed by his teammates.
âWOOOOOOOOO LETS FUCKING GOOOâ I screamed jumping up and down with his mom. His dad hollering at him.
âTOUCHDOWN CINCINNATIâ We heard over the speakers. The whole stadium jumped up and down. Many sad Packers fans, but many more excited Bengals fans.
The Bengals won 46 to 44 and you couldnât be more ecstatic. Joe got exactly what heâs been wanting.
After the game Joe had a post-game interview. With many sports channels and news outlets waiting in the large room for him. This game just put his teammates and himself in line for potentially being in the SuperBowl.
Sitting down in the chair he smiles at everyone
âEvening Joeâ One said to him
âHelloâ he responded shyly
âGreat game Joeâ another Sports Illustrated journalist said
âClose one am I rightâ He said chuckling dryly
âJoe have you seen Y/N screaming for you todayâ one reporter asked him
âNo I have not, I actually havenât seen her yetâ He said rubbing the side of his mouth
Turning on the TV they had playback of all the screaming and chanting you had done at the game. Immediately Joe started to laugh.
Watching the screen as you screamed and clung onto the railing, loving to see you cling onto his mom in excitement.
âSheâs a character isnât sheâ He said giggling
âDo you think having Y/N at your games pushes you to do your absolute bestâ One journalist asked him
âAny guy here would say having a beautiful woman cheering for you would push them to do betterâ He said winking
âDoes she scream for any other team like she does for yoursâ A woman asks
âNot that I know of, gee I hope not. But when she's home alone who's to say she doesnâtâ He responds laughing
âSheâs your good luck charmâ she says laughing
âAll jokes aside, Y/N is 100% my good luck charm. She gets me pumped for these games and pushes me to be the best I can beâ Joe responds truthfully
âAnd if you donât take home the win?â One journalists asks
âOuu I donât think I can say on camera what she does to meâ He says shaking his head, earning an eruption of laughter
âNah, she has shown me not to beat myself up over certain things and helps me better myself to see from a different perspectiveâ. Joe states running his hand through his hair.
âSounds like you have a real winner on your sideâ He responds back to Joe
âOh a thousand percent. I hope she continues to scream at all my games. She gets me goingâ He states nodding his head
After a few more questions about his life and the game and the illegal hit, the interviews were over. Joe thanked everyone and headed out. Running to find you in one of the break rooms. Engulfing you in his arms for what felt like a million years. He loved to have you by his side, and hold onto you for as long as he could.
The End
I hated this! I find a flow and then suddenly I lose it and donât even know how to make this shit sound good. But as always thank you for reading and the immediate support I have already gotten. More stories coming in the near future!!

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Can you do a smut story with joe burrow, he wants a baby so he asks the reader and they have messy messy hot sex. (Breeding kink size kink oral both receiving ect)
Dearest
Pairing: Joe Burrow x Female Reader
Word count: 3.1k
Synopsis: Joe really wants a baby and so does Y/N, but many attempts and negative tests puts a stop to it. Until suddenly when ovulation comes around Joe knows itâs time to gođź
Warnings: Smut!! Slight size kink, breeding kink, dirty talk, stomach bulge ish??, use of good girl like once, Joe is like an animal in this!! Idk what I was writing tbh I hope this good lolll:)) NOT PROOFREAD AT ALL
Song for imagine: Climax- Usher
THIS IS AN 18+ IMAGINE! MINORS DNI! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
Lately Joe has been ogling the baby section at many stores we end up at. Often saying heâs just looking, and even buying some items for his teammates. But knowing him I know that something deeper is going on. Joe and I have been together for a few years now, and recently engaged, planning to wed soon. We talked about kids many times before, and I have always wanted kids;but Joe was itching to have kids for as long as I could remember.
However he had really been expressing his want for children. Explaining how he would love to be a dad and how amazing I would be as a mother. He told me I was the mom in every situation I found myself in. Truthfully that was true! I loved to care for others, and put others over myself making sure they got cared for.
But Joe was also a creeper and would often state his interest in how sexy and beautiful I would be with his child. My stomach round and firm, my hips thicker; and my breast swollen with milk. I didnât see the appeal of not being able to fit into my clothes, having fat and swollen feet and waddling around, but Joe sure did.
Occasionally we would plan having sex around the time my ovulation was the highest. Unfortunately no matter how hard and how often we tried (and trust we tried multiple times all throughout my ovulation time) I always got a negative test result. From the amount of times Joe would cum in me in a year you would think Iâd have 20 kids, but nope!
We even took time to check our fertility, and I was extremely fertile and Joe had extremely healthy and fast swimmers. We just chalked it up to not being our time. We were bummed out for a while, but we took it as a sign. Putting this on the back burner for another year. We would have sex whenever and never paid attention to my ovulation just going on hopes and dreams. You know things happen when you least expect it.
Like I said though Joe has really been into wanting a baby again within recent months. I would constantly explain to him it will happen when the time is right. Which leads us to this current moment. I had gotten out of the shower, wrapping the towel around me. I begin to brush my teeth preparing for bed.
âBabe I want a baby just as much as you do, we just have to give it some timeâ I explain to him as I hear him shuffling in the closet next door.
âI know, but it's justâŚ.. I just really want to be a dadâ He said lowering his voice, and I knew he was pouting
âItâs okay Joe, come hereâ I say as I spit out my mouth wash
Joe steps over into the bathroom, leaning on the door frame, with saddened eyes he looks at me.
âDonât be sad baby, we will get pregnantâ I say as I tie my hair up and begin to wash my face
It broke my heart a little seeing Joe hurt. He always felt like a failure when he didnât get what he wanted. He felt like he was failing me as a husband, and of course he wasn't, he just couldnât see it that way.
Suddenly Joe blurts out âletâs try again right nowâ he blurts out with lust dripping off his tongue.
Drying my face I look at him through the mirror, a slight blush appearing on my face.
âLike right now, right nowâ I say putting the face towel down and gulping
âRight fucking nowâ He states as he trots over to me
Grabbing onto my hips he slightly pushes up against me, so I could feel his dick against my back side. Shuttering I took a shaky breath and gripped the hand towel a bit harder.
âYou are so beautiful, and I want nothing more than to fuck you so hard and cum deep inside your womb non stop till youâre begging me to stopâ He says deeply while looking me in my eyes through the mirror
My thighs clenched together, I loved when Joe came in me it was a soul tying connection. He would just keep fucking me non stop. Constantly filling me with his seed. I craved it! Always!
Before I could even open my mouth, Joe began to speak again, âI yearn to see you full of me, shuddering and all fucked out in bliss. It makes me want to keep going to never stop filling you upâ He states as his hands run up my side and land on my breasts. Squeezing them as he ground into me even harder.
His lips ghosted over my neck âI burn to see you pregnant, full and plump with our baby. So fucking sexy to see you body changes as it creates life.â He says lightly kissing my ear
Joe was so filthy, and I wouldnât change it for the world. Oftentimes his dirty words would push me right over the edge. That was something I learned about myself very early on. He used to tease me about it too afterwards, but soon he found it extremely hot.
As he stood there grinding against me and kissing my neck I felt like I was having an out of body experience. Suddenly I remembered and my eyes shot open.
âJoeâŚ. Iâm at the peak of my ovulationâ I said in a hushed tone, chuckling deeply in my ear he states
âOh I know, I always know when you are ovulatingâ Licking my neck he pulls the towel off my body and I gasp
Roughly spreading my legs apart, with his right hand he slides it down to my pussy. Gliding his middle and ring finger between my folds, my head falls back against his shoulder and my knees tremble. He holds me up with his left hand and begins to kiss my neck.
Sliding his fingers back and forth he begins âI know when youâre ovulating because you get so wet and so so sensitiveâ He states in a hush tone as he pinches my clit between his middle and ring finger
A loud shriek leaves my lips as I shudder forward. Moving us away and out of the bathroom to our shared bed, he gently leans me down on my back.
âIâm going to give my princess what she deserves, and in return sheâs going to take my huge hard cock thatâs been waiting to cum deep inside herâ He says in between kisses as he peppers them along my body sliding down towards my vagina.
âHoly shit, where is this coming fromâ I moan out as my hands slide into his hair, gripping at the root
He moans gently as he kisses my pubic bone, my body jolting. On fire from his hot touch.
Hiking my legs up gently and pulling me down towards him, he licks his lips. Looking up at me, my gaze got lost in his bright blue eyes. His lips finally attached to where I needed him the most. My grip got tighter on his hair as my back arched off the bed.
Joe licked a long strip up my soaking wet cunt. Quickly attaching his lips onto my clit and sucking. Running his hands up my body and squeezing my breast, he began to suck and swirl my clit. Moaning ever so slightly against me as he sucked harder.
âFuck Joe! Please donât stopâ I whimper out, tears threatening to fall from the corners of my eyes. He continued on, slurping and lapping at me like a feverish animal. His pointed nose constantly bangs against my clit.
Lifting his head up he gathers saliva in his mouth, and spits on my pussy. Going down and sloppily making out with my cunt. His head ever so slightly sliding from side to side. I was seeing stars and galaxies at this point. Nothing but moans and whimpers left my mouth. I couldnât even think straight truthfully.
âFuck Joe, Iâm gonna cumâ I blurt out as my toes begin to curl agaisnt his back. My thighs clenched around his head, and he held them there. Not caring if he was suffocating because if he could die between my thighs he would die a happy man.
Nothing but the sound of my wet cunt, Joeâs vibrating moans and my short gasps could be heard in our room. His tongue flicked my clit in circles and alternated between sucking and licking. It was only a matter of seconds before I began to unravel on his tongue.
âOh myâŚJoe! Please, please, pleaseâ I moan out in whimpers as my body lifts off the bed. My toes curl to the point of cramping. I pushed his head closer to me as I basically rode his mouth and nose.
Coming down from my high I began to squirm from the overstimulation. Joe taking note pulled away from me. Looking up at him his mouth and chin glistened in my cum. Smirking, he leans down and attaches his lips to mine. Hungrily kissing me our teeth clashed and our tongues battled for dominance. Backing away as we both tried to catch our breath.
He looked down at me like he could ravage me, and he was about to. Sliding his shirt over his head and throwing it on the side of the bed. He leaned down and kissed me and began to run his right hand up and down my body.
âCan I suck your cock?â I asked him, biting my lip and looking up at him sheepishly. His gaze on me as I saw something in his eyes shift.
âCan you what?â he asks in a hushed manner
âCan I please give you a blow job?â I ask again, this time pushing him away from me and sitting up.
Joe was more of a giver rather than a receiver. Most times you just did without asking, and sometimes you would ask. However, he would never ask because truthfully he didnât care to make his pretty girl service him. Joeâs dick was intoxicating to say the least, so thick and so big. You loved to blow him and hear all the dirty sounds he would make.
Looking into your eyes he realized you really did want this, so he nodded and stood up.
âBut you stay on the bed and I will stand. Canât have my pretty girl on the hard wooden floorââ He states running his hand along my jawline.
He is perfection, truly.
Standing on the side of the bed I crawl over on my knees. Reaching forward I pull him closer by his waistband. Pulling his pants down, his huge dick springs out and I lick my lips in anticipation.
âSo bigâ I say gently as I wrap my hand around his cock. His breath hitching in his throat. He looked so hot under my command.
I spat on the tip, and slowly started to rub his shaft up and down. He shivers and looks down at me in a drunken state. My head bobbing up and down slowly as I try to fit all his length in my mouth.
Deep throating him, I gag and he moans loudly. Placing his right hand on my head, not pushing it down just holding onto my hair gently.
âSucking my dick, so fucking goodâ He moans out as I gag again
âToo big for that mouth of yours huhâ He chuckles dryly and I moan around him. I fucking loved his dirty mouth.
Bobbing my head up and down and jerking off what I couldnât fit in my mouth. Joe is a moaning mess above me. Pulling back I suck on the tip and twirl my tongue in circles as I glide my hand up and down.
Joe shutters and whimpers slightly. Pulling back before he let himself get too far. He stops me
âNaughty girl, I will be cumming in youâ He said looking down at me as he held me tightly by my elbow.
âHow do you want itâ He asks full of lust, but also genuine curiosity.
âFast and hard and messyâ I moan out as his hands squeeze my tits
Without a word he kicks his pants off fully and pushes me back, grabbing my ankles and pulling me towards the edge of the bed.
Spreading my legs wide open he glides his dick up and down against my heat. Coating it in my arousal.
âIâm gonna fuck you with my big cock and fill you up with my cum. I;m making you a mom tonightâ He says in a gruff tone looking at me
Nodding feverishly, he slides his dick inside me. Giving me no time to adjust to the stretch, he immediately bottoms out.
Growling loudly at how fast he was able to fit in me. Like heâd been training my cunt just for him. I loved the feeling of him deep in me.
His hips crash into mine at a fast pace. Snapping against my thighs as my tits bounce. Both a moaning mess as his dick hits all the right places. He comes leaning forward both his arms under mine to hold me in place as he screws into me. His dick slamming into me at such a perfect angle he creates a bulge in my pelvic area.
âFUCKKKK, Joe this feels so fucking good please donât stopâ. I moan out as I bite onto his shoulder blade. My eyes are screwing shut.
âTaking my big dick like the good girl you areâ He moans into my ear as his hips drill into me.
Staying inside me he moves us up into the bed properly, so he can fuck me deeper.
Leaning back up again he grabs my thighs and holds me by them. Sloppily slamming into me as my cunt aches in arousal. His muscles flexing and sweat dripping down his torso as our bed creaks loudly.
Loud grunts falling from his mouth as I clench around him, nearing my orgasm. Joe brutally attacked my pussy with each thrust. The smack of his public bone against my clit was making my brain short circuit.
âIâm gonna cum soon, and fill you up with my hot seedâ He moans loudly as he looks down at me
âPlease Joe fill me up, I feel your hot cum paint the inside of my pussyâ I moan out as I caress my own breast. Aiding myself in inching closer to my own orgasm.
Hunching down over me Joe growls as he rapidly smashes into me. Screaming out I scratch along his shoulders and biceps.
Moving his left hand to cover my mouth as I moan loudly, his hips keep smacking into me. Whimpering as I know heâs getting close to cumming.
âBe quietâ He groans as he looks me in my eyes. Hand still over my mouth as tears brim in my eyes again. I was about to cum everywhere
âYou gonna cum for me?â He asks as he messily thrusts into me. Nodding my head feverishly my brows began to furrow as my back began to lift off the bed ever so slightly.
âGonna milk my cock pretty girl? Gonna paint my dick in your cum? Hmm?â He taunted as I couldnât do anything but moan and nodding fastly
âNasty girl, letting me fill you up as many times as I want. Dying to be full of my seedâ He moans as his gets even sloppier
âYouâre so good to me, I need you to cum in meââ I moan as my hair begins to stick to my forehead.
âIâm gonna fill you up with all my babies as you cum all over meâ He states in a gruff tone
Snapping into me I can tell heâs about to cum and so am I. Reaching down, Joe began to rub my clit for me. Loudly whimpering I began to clench around him.
âIm gonna cum Joeâ I moan out one last time before Iâm a shaking and moaning mess all over his cock. Screaming out curses and strings of thank youâs to Joe. Iâm in absolute bliss and seeing nothing but stars. My sticky cum as extra lubrication to Joeâs sloppy thrusts.
As soon as I come down from my high, Joe begins to get even more sloppy. Leaning down into the crook of my neck as he moans.
âFuck Iâm cummingâ He grunts as I feel his hot cum paint the insides of my walls. Thrusting into me as he comes undone. Shuttering at the feeling of me subconsciously clenching around him. His hot cum slowly seeping out of me as he continues to slide in and out.
With one final grunt he pushes deep in me and stays there. Pushing his cum deep inside. Making sure I will get pregnant. As we both ride out these highs and relax a bit. I began to roll over onto my left side.
Joe spoons me and places my right leg over his right thigh, sliding his semi hard cock inside me. As we both moan gently from the overstimulation. Cockwarming him to make sure his seed stays inside me for as long as possible. Kissing my neck and cheek gently he begins to speak
âI love you so much, youâre so good to meâ He says, adjusting me to sit on his dick a little more, feeling more full than ever.
âJoe I love you so much, you treat me like a queen and please me so wellâ I say as I lean back and kiss him.
We stood in this position for a little while. Telling jokes and laughing at one another. Having quick makeout sessions. Talking about all the little things as his hand ran through my hair. After we stood like that for a while, we got up so I could use the bathroom (no UTIâs here!!) and to take a nice warm shower together. Ending the night in each other's arms peacefully.
About a month later I realized I didnât get my period like I was supposed to. I was almost two weeks late. Instantly my eyes widened and I got excited. I had a strong feeling this was it! We were finally about to get the results we have always wanted.
Sure enough I took three at home tests with Joe and we were ecstatic when we turned them over and they all said âPregnant.â We were finally going to be what we always wanted to beâŚâŚ loving parents to our future dearest.
The End
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Hi!!! Hope your doing well. Could I have a Joe burrow imagine where itâs his and his now wife wedding night after the reception. Cut to the honeymoon and they never leave the room and christen everybody of that room
Matrimonial
Pairing: Joe Burrow x Female Reader
Word Count: 2.7K
Synopsis: Joe and Y/N get married and have a teary goodbye send off. Y/N doesnât know whatâs waiting for her during their honeymoon, but Joe sure doesâŚ..đď¸
Warnings: SMUTTTTT. Talk about pound town!!! Slight voyeurism if you squint! Rough Joe, kind of dom Joe?? Nerdy Joe đź. Joeâs a munch in this one! Mirror sex slightly, some dirty talk and unprotected sexđŤ˘
Song for imagine: At Last- Etta James
THIS IS AN 18+ STORY, MDNI! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK
âI love you guys!â I screamed out the window of our all black 1950âs Rolls Royce Silver Cloud as it pulled out and away from the venue. Waving feverishly at all our friends and family. Blowing kisses to my girlfriends and giggling at their winks.
Sliding back into the car I stared out the back windshield with happy tears in my eyes. Catching a glimpse of my mother crying and my dad holding her. Acting like I wonât be back home to visit in like three weeks. The car made a left turn, and everyone was out of sight. With a slow sigh and a slight frown I sat in the seat, Joe immediately taking notice.
âWhatâs wrong pretty girl?â He asked me as a cigar hung loosely from his lips. His right hand caressing my clothed knee.
âIâm fine, just miss my parents alreadyâ I say, offering him a genuine smile.
He stares for a moment and smiles gently, leaning down and giving a kiss to my lips. Pulling back slightly he opens his mouth to talk.
âIsnât this crazy? We are on our own now! Iâm husband nowâ He says laughing
âOh my gosh you are so cringe!â I say lightly smacking his chest and laughing
âThis is all so new to meâ he says with wide eyes
âOkayâŚ. Well itâs not.. We have been living together for the past two years, and not to mention have been dating for the last 6 yearsâ I say laughing in his face
âBut what if you end up hating husband meâ he says searching my eyes for an answer
âWill you stop that I will not hate you, plus I get to have more of your moneyâ I say nudging him
âI always knew Iâd marry a golddiggerâ He said blowing the cigar smoke out the window
Scoffing I playfully hit him in the stomach, rolling my eyes and laughing
âFootball ainât going to cut it! I have to learn how to be an electrician, a plumber, the garbage man, do the dishes and the laundry! Oh and I have to be the best guy at cooking a barbecueâ He says counting on his fingers. What a dweeb I think to myself.
âAnd most importantly I have to be the best dadâ he says looking over at me
Offering a sheepish smile, a warm blush came across my face. I loved that he wanted to be a dad. It made me all fuzzy inside.
âYou will be the best at all, especially the dad part.â I say winking at him
âAnd considering you are always injured and never able to play it gives us much time for baby makingâ I say winking
His mouth dropped and his eyes went wide. Glancing over at our driver to make sure he didnât hear anything (he didnât). He turns back to me.
âNaughty girl! That was meanâ He says slightly pouting but sternly
âOh Iâm sorryâŚ. As your wife it is my duty to keep it real with youâ I say giggling as he blushes.
âJust wait till weâre on our honeymoon. Youâll be begging me to get off of youâ He says in a hush tone against my earâŚâŚ
And he was absolutely correct! Here we were a week later in Antigua on our honeymoon. Sitting⌠well more like fucking in our hotel room that overlooked the crystal blue waters and the warm greenery.
It started on the beach, we sat at the table, our toes in the sand and our hands wrapped around a glass of red wine. Just talking like we always do. I was so into Joeâs conversation.
âFossils are cool. I mean when arenât fossils cool?â he says almost scoffing
âThereâs this one fossil that proves Darwinâs theory of evolutionâ He says as his eyes glisten in the light.
Nodding my head and smiling for him to continue what he was saying. We had a method, he would unleash all this knowledge on me and then after he said everything I would ask him questions and explain my fascination with what he had to say.
But I couldnât help from getting distracted every few moments. The way his hands moved when he was excited about something. His eyes beaming with joy and his lipsâŚ.. I could stare at them all day. How plump they were and howâd he stick his tongue out gently to lick them.
His hair was perfectly wavy from the salt water earlier. A few waves slightly framing his face. Speaking of his face! His sunburnt cheeks and nose because he wouldnât listen to me!
âJoe, you need sunscreen on your face! You will burn!â I say to him trying to apply some to his face.
âNo I do not! I do not burnâ He says dodging my hands like a dog who has something in their mouth that they shouldnât.
âSuit yourself!But donât say I didnât warn youâ I shrugging
At the end of our excursions he came over with a very red face and very apologetic eyes. If only he listened to me!
As the sunburn settled into his skin he looked so fine all rosey. Oh gosh and when heâd lift his arms onto the table. His delicious muscles fighting against the sleeves of his shirt. I wanted him badly in so many waysâŚâŚ
âBaby?â He said a little confused and scared at my blank stare, and my death grip on my glass of wine.
âYou need to fuck meâ I blurted out, and his eyes nearly fell out his head and rolled across the table.
Now you see what started in the bathroom shower after our evening dinner on the beach, went from giggles and passionate make out sessions to wandering touches. Soon turned into my back digging into the wooden door frame of said bathroom. My right hand in Joeâs hair as his face was in between my legs. My left leg over his right shoulder.
âFuck Joe! Please donât stop. Youâre so good to meâ I moan as I look down to meet his eyes already looking up at me
Moaning into my clit, my legs wobbled at the vibrations. My chest heaving up and down as my head fell back against the frame of the door. I was in complete bliss.
â I need more of youâ I moaned out, and swiftly Joe pulled away
âOh yeah? What do you need?" he asked huskily. Standing up to look down at me
âPleaseâ I whisper out to him with puppy dog eyes. But to no avail
âIf you donât use your words, how am I to know what you want, angel? Hmm?â He asked as the back of his knuckles ran up and down my left cheek ever so gently
I hated when he got smug like this. It made me so sheepish to ask him what I wanted.
âI wantâŚ. I need you to fuck me. Fuck me so hard I forget my own name. Fuck me so hard that your dick is forever engraved in meâ I said looking up at him through my lashes.
â Youâre so nastyâ He replies as he leans into my neck to leave sloppy wet kisses.
Swiftly grabbing me he walks me back towards the bed and throws me down. Looking up at him I forget how strong this nerd is.
âIm fucking you hard and fast tonightâ He says to me as he stares at me like prey
âPleaseâ I moan out to him. Scooting backwards on the bed Joe is on his knees on the mattress. Dragging me by my ankles downwards. He puts each one of my legs over his massive thighs. Looking down at my vagina he licks his lips, and spits directly onto my cunt. Letting the spit glide all the way down.
My jaw hung open and all I could do was moan out his name. He was such a dirty whore. I loved it. What I loved even more was seeing the wedding band on his hand that was slowly rocking up and down on his cock. Swore I went dumb!!
âCan never be too wet for me, right pretty one?â He says darkly, something Iâve never heard him utter a day in his life.
âJoe I need you to fuck meâ I say looking at him roughly. As if he knew how frustrated I got his mask started to slip and he nodded his head yes.
Sliding his cock into me every so gently. He groans loudly as he bottoms out. This position had me seeing stars.
âFuck this feels so goodâ I moan out to him
His hips snap into mine feverishly. Deep hard strokes, all you can hear is our skin slapping, broken gasps of air from me and deep guttural groans from Joe. Pounding into me his right hand slides over to my left breast, gripping and rubbing an open palm over the nipple.
Jolting forward I clench around him. Eyes screwing shut as my mouth hung open. Ugly sounds leaving my mouth every now and then.
âIâm fucking you like a slut, how do you like it?â He says staring down at me
âSo so good, you have no ideaâ I say in breaths before my eyes shut again
âCome on. You couldnât even keep your eyes off of me during dinner, and now you got them shutâ He says leaning down to kiss me
âFeels too good I canât control myselfâ I say opening my eyes to look at him
âDo not close them againâ He says sternly as he leans down and kisses me passionately.
Leaning over me as he pounds into me feverishly. Sweat from his chest and abdomen dripped on me with every thrust. He looked so fucking hot when he was all red and sweaty. Both arms on opposite sides of my head holding himself up as his hips snap into me.
Grabbing onto his left arm with my right hand, I raked my nails all down his skin as I moaned as to how his pelvic bone was now smacking into my clit.
âPlease, please, pleaseâ I moan as I look into his eyes. His eyes never leaving mine
Suddenly he picks me up, slipping out of me he guides us over to the table they had in the room and turns me around. Pushing me forward so my chest presses against the cool wood. Lifting my head up I realize the balcony door is open and I'm staring out into the beautiful view. Not really caring if weâre being watched. We are too far now to stop.
Joeâs hips smashing into mine consistently as the side of my face slides up and down the table.
âGod you feel so good, I just hate these positions because I like to see my babyâs face when Iâm fucking her pussyâ He says in a moan
âJoe please I might cumâ I scream out slightly and clench down on him.
His hips show no signs of stopping whatsoever, and my grip on the wooden table is so hard I am sure I left indents on the material.
âJoeâ I moan non stop like chants. Drooling all over the table in the process.
âPlease, I need to see you when I cumâ I say desperately
Moaning at my words he lifts me up and turns me over to face him. Sloppily kissing me he pushes me up on the table. He has me lean back, and suddenly he sinks to his knees. Attaching his mouth to my clit once again.
âJOE! Fuck Iâm going to cumâ I scream out as both my hands run into his hair. My thighs twitch around his head.
His tongue laps at my clit, swirling in circles and roughly up and down with pressure. I swore I was seeing stars right then and there. My chest lifts off the table as I reach closer to my climax.
I was soaked at this point, and all you could hear was Joeâs slurping and my wet cunt.
âCome on baby, I need you to cum for meâ Joe says against my clit. Giving the bundle of nerves a few more swirls with his tongue, my jaw suddenly flew open and my legs locked around his head.
âFUCK! FUCKKKKâ I moan out as my upper half shakes. This orgasm is one of the most powerful Iâve ever had.
Before I could even come down from my high fully Joe lifts me up and brings me to the front of the closet doors that were mirrors. Sliding one of the recliners over in front of me. He pushes me over the arm rests of the chair.
âI know you cum when I fuck you from behind, but I need to see your face when I have you moaning my nameâ He groans as he smacks and grips my ass
Suddenly he slips in me with a fast motion and a loud sigh. My jaw falls slack as I look at him through the mirror. His hands tightly around my waist as his hips slam into mine. Sweat beading off his nose and on to my back.
My clit slightly rubbed against the leather chair with each hard thrust of his hips.
âYouâre such a good girlâ He moans through gritted teeth.
âBaby! You feel so goodâ I moan out as I try to hold myself up
âFuck I love you so muchâ He says groaning animalistically
âI love you tooâ I whine out as a small sob leaves me. I was so close again and his dick was curving perfectly inside me right now.
Joeâs hips smashing into mine non stop. Fast, hard and deep as he grunts behind me. His groaning turns to whimpers which I know means heâs close.
âYou gonna cum babyâ I moan out to him and clench down on him
âFuckâŚ..yes! Yes I amâ He moans out swallowing thickly.
Suddenly he lifts me up while still inside me and sits in the recliner chair. Still facing the mirror. He holds my hips and helps me bounce up and down on his cock. I can feel him twitch inside me and I know he's ready to cum, but so am I.
âCum first baby. I can hold out for mineâ He says in a moan licking his lips.
âKeep going baby Iâm about to cumâ I moan out as he helps me bounce faster. Leaning back my thighs start to quiver and I completely start to shake. Strings of moans and curses leave my lips as I cum all over his dick. Slowly sliding off his dick I turn around to face him. Cradling him I sink back onto his dick. Slowly rolling my hips, but letting Joe do more as I was getting overstimulated.
Continuing to thrust into me Joe shutters and his thighs begin to shake. Pulling me down onto his cock and holding me in place. Joe moaned out my name as we held eye contact. Cumming inside me within seconds. Helping him right out his high. I slumped forward towards him. Our bodies still moving with after shock.
âI love you so muchâ He whispers as he runs his hands through my hair and kisses me gently on the lips.
âI love you too babyâ I say after pulling away from the kiss.
âLetâs go get cleaned upâ He says tiredly smiling at me.
âYes, let's goâ I respond weakly.
We slowly stood up so as to not fall from jello legs. Shimming over to the bathroom Joe started the hot water. Holding each other in our arms as we waited for the water to warm up.
âWho knew my nerd of a husband could be so disgusting in bedâ I said as I trotted over to the toilet to pee.
Smiling shyly he tried to brush it off, but I continued to tease him as we showered together. After the shower we cleaned up the hotel room and laid down together in the bed. Caressing one another and enjoying the slight salt water breeze and moonlight coming in through the open balcony.
The End
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