Across The Room

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female Reader

Synopsis: Eddie finally gets to talk to the girl that he can't stop looking at.

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: fluff!

A/N: I might already have a second part planned for this... Let's take this great amount of activity as my belated one-year anniversary present for this account!

Part 2 is out now Part 3 is also out!

There was something about the girl sitting on the other side of the cafeteria that seemed to pull Eddie's gaze to her, like an opposite pole of a magnet would do. Her shoulders were usually slightly slouched, her eyes too occupied by the notebook he never saw her without. He'd never actually heard her talk, but from the way her lips moved, he'd bet his life on it being the most gorgeous sound one could be blessed to hear.

One time he had passed her in the hall, her head buried in a textbook. Dustin had been talking about their D&D campaign, but one word went in one ear and out the other, the boy too occupied with the smell of daisies that lingered when she passed by. He'd never really liked flowery scents, but after that, whenever he saw daisies, he couldn't help but smile.

He'd never admit it, but her smile was his favorite thing in the world. Whenever he saw her smile, he'd keep wondering what she was smiling over, wishing that he could be the one who made her smile.

Of course, she never saw him. But he desperately wished she did.

You were surrounded by your friends, half-heartedly listening to them talk about a movie that had just come out that they were excited to go see. Your neck had started to hurt from straining it, holding up the sketchbook in your lap, prepared to hide it from anyone that passed by.

There he was, sitting in the same spot he always sat at, on the other side of the cafeteria, talking to his friends. When he threw a cashew at one of his friends with a playful grin on his face, you chuckled to yourself quietly, trying to commit the image to your memory.

Looking down at your sketchbook, you smiled at the unfinished drawing of him, still in the middle of sketching his curly hair, and when he stood up, the light coming from the windows behind him made him look... ethereal.

Of course, he never saw you. But you desperately wished he did.

History was one of your strongest subjects, and when Mrs. Click had asked for volunteers to tutor other students, you'd been the first to sign up, but it had been so long, that you had already forgotten all about it until your teacher had asked you to stay after class.

"I saw that you'd signed up to tutor some other students." Mrs. Click said, not looking up from the tests that she was marking. "Are you still free?"

The thought of tutoring students wasn't exactly appealing to you, already dealing with piles of homework and starting essays to apply for colleges, but when she looked up at you with a demanding look, you couldn't help but nod. "Yes, of course."

"Great." She said, looking back down at her desk, "Your first lesson is with a repeating student, at three. I've reserved the library for your lesson, and you can agree with him on later lessons. That'll be all."

"Great." You muttered under your breath as soon as you got out of her classroom, internally cursing yourself for ever signing up.

"Look, Dustin, I have to do it or Click's gonna fail me again."

"Can't you do it any other day?" Dustin groaned, looking up at Eddie as he tried to keep up with his long strides. "I mean, we've been planning this campaign for weeks and we're supposed to start it today."

"I know, and we're going to. I just need to do this stupid tutoring thing, and as soon as it's over we'll start. It's probably like two hours, max. Tell the rest of Hellfire that I'll be there as soon as I can."

"We can just start without you."

"Don't you dare, Henderson." Eddie said, turning to Dustin with a pointed finger and raised brows. "I'll be there."

Eddie could hear the boy groan behind him, yet he walked away with determination, leaving Dustin behind.

Your gaze kept shifting between your wristwatch and the giant clock on the wall as you kept scribbling on your sketchbook, your foot tapping almost in rhythm to the ticking on your wrist.

It was almost three, and there was no one in sight. You'd already spent an hour in the library, catching up on your own homework, and now you were waiting for the person you were supposed to be tutoring without even knowing their name. You kept telling yourself that if they weren't there five minutes past three, you'd go home, and make up an excuse if Mrs. Click cared enough to ask.

But as if on cue, you heard the library door open, turning your head to see who it was.

He was standing there, his ring-clad hands gripping a history textbook, his eyes slightly widening when he saw you, the smile that slowly twisted on his lips causing you to react in a similar way.

The spell was broken when you heard a sudden clacking, only then realizing that he had dropped his book to the ground, and the boy quickly picked it up. You chuckled, turning back to your table and closing your sketchbook with a smile on your face.

He made his way to you briskly, looking at you up and down before settling to look at your face. "Are you my tutor?" He asked, and his voice was just as you'd imagined it to be, but better.

"Yeah, my name-"

"I know." He said, clearing his throat when he realized he had interrupted you. "I'm Ed-"

"I know, Eddie." You chuckled, quickly looking down at your feet before smiling up at him, "Do you wanna get started?"

"Sure."

"You can sit next to me or on the other side of the table, but it might be easier if you sit next to me so I can-"

He didn't even have to say anything to interrupt you, the boy already having pulled back the chair next to yours as you nodded, sitting down with him.

You started to go through the basics with him, telling Eddie about what would likely be on the test, the boy's eyes almost trained on you, the thought of it making blood rush to your cheeks. He kept nodding when you spoke, and you weren't sure if he was actually listening or doing it as a courtesy, but you hoped it was the former.

"So, Joan of Arc was..."

"She led the French army to victory over the English during the Hundreds' Year war. She was executed in 1431 for heresy at 19, and in 1920 canonized as a saint." He said, repeating what you said almost word-for-word, and when he looked to you for confirmation, you couldn't help the smile taking over your lips. "Did I get it right?"

"Yeah. Good job."

When you looked into each other's eyes with similar smiles on both your lips, no words were exchanged, but you knew. You finally saw one another.

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Ari (part I)

Ari & Sunshine

Pairing: Dark!Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader

Summary: You underestimate how much your boyfriend wants to have a family with you, and that mistake will cost you greatly

Warnings: Dark!Ari, age gap (reader is mid 20’s and Ari late 30’s), pet names, inappropriate way of putting on a condom, dirty talk, smut, first consensual and then I’m calling Non-con because Ari will remove his condom without telling you, oral sex (m receiving), cum eating, breeding kink (heavy), talk and discussion about contraceptives, angst, cursing, messy breakup, slight daddy kink, implied kidnapping.

Wordcount: 6.3 k

You opened your eyes with the morning sun peeking through your bedroom window, its golden rays hitting perfectly the handsome face of your boyfriend

“Morning handsome” you greeted leaning in to kiss him on his soft lips giggling when his thick beard tickled you

“Morning sunshine” he purred. His husky voice from comfortable hours of sleep and his satisfied face were two of your favorite things in the whole world. He leaned and took you hungry lips on his, kissing you roughly in a second. Well a morny with Ari was your third favorite thing. He made you turn until your back was to the bed, and he got over you, almost crushing you under his weight, but you love that

“Wait, Ari” you giggled, with him still on top of you, kissing and nibbling on your neck

“What?” he purred, his voice deep with hunger

“I need you to wear a condom” you murmured, feeling his hardness against the inside of your thigh

“Why?” he whined, deep in pleasure

“I forgot my pills” you moaned, when one of his big, rough hands traveled under your shirt, groping at your tit, his thumb and index finger pinching your nipple. At the same time he nibbled at that special spot around your neck that your mind teleport into a galaxy in which only pleasure existed

“I’m sure it will be fine” he said, his other hand teasingly grabbing the hem of your panties under your night shirt

“No, the window is very small, I don’t want to risk it” you explain, trying hard not to get lost in the pleasure. You interrupted yourself with a deep moan, when his rough fingers rubbed your entrance, teasingly, your juices coating his fingers

“You are getting soaking wet,” he teased, “you like the danger, don’t you?”

“No I don’t” you giggled, but moaned again when his slippery fingers found their way inside you

“You want your daddy to fill you up” he continued, his lust blown eyes looking right at you

“Ari, I’m serious” you pleaded, though your hand found it’s way inside his gray cotton pants, your fingers encountered his thick cock, heated and already leaking for you

“Baby please, you know how much I love fucking you raw” he purred stealing kisses from your mouth and all around your face

“And you do so every day, but now, you’ll use a condom” you said, your voice sounded as serious as you intended. Ari stopped his administrations to look at your face, searching for any trace of weakness, and fortunately he didn’t find any

He took a deep sigh

“Ok” he grumbled, visibly annoyed. That made your stomach twist a little bit, but you understood that it was morning, and he was hard, and very aroused, so you just let it slide as he removed yourself a little bit to reach for the nightstand, where you knew he had condoms. He didn’t use any with you since you made your relationship official, or he did sometimes when he wanted to… “Use your back door”

He grabbed a silvery package and leaned over you again

“You can take me to my place to grab the pills later” you said softly, with an apologetic smile on your lips, you didn’t even know why you were apologizing, or sort of. Ari loomed over you, opening the condom gently

“Wanna help out honey?” he purred, you grabbed him by his shoulders and got him off of you, managing for him to lay down on the bed, and you on top this time

“Let’s see about this” you purred, you grabbed the prophylactic from his hands, and put it on his already leaking tip, and then you leaned in until you could feel the smell of latex on you, and you used your mouth, carefully hiding your teeth with your lips, closing them over his tip, and then you suck down, covering his dick with the condom, putting it on him

“Damn that is so fucking hot” you heard him moan, when you managed to reach the base of his cock, your throat taking him deep. You were kind of proud, well, it had been months of practicing taking him until you could finally do it.

“See?” you purred when you released him, making sure the condom was intact and well placed on him, “It isn’t so bad.” You recognize the hungry look in your eyes, just in time for him to sit up on the bed, grabbing your lips with his in a searing kiss. He roughly grabbed you and dropped you on all fours on the bed. You liked it when he got a little bit rough with you. Ari was 6’4, and he was… big, so the fact that he could manhandle you whenever and however he wanted to was just hot to you.

You shrieked when he slapped you in your ass your skin instantly burn and with almost shame you felt yourself getting wetter

“Fuck Sunshine, you are going to drown me” he mocked. his fingers sneaking towards your entrance. As soon as you feel them gaining entrance to your greedy and wiping pussy you grind against his hand, gaining you another slap. You let out another playful shriek, moving more towards him

“Ari please stop teasing me” but he only curled his fingers inside of you, grazing that spot he could find so easily once he found it the very first he was with you

“Oh you are needy are you?” he asked sweetly

“Yes” you purred, bending your back so your ass was more in display for him

He didn't want to make you wait anymore and without even thinking, he sunk his thick length. Your walls hugged him tightly like a fucking fist and he grunted at the feeling. If he weren’t wearing a condom he could slip right in, you were so wet, always so wet for him.

But as you moaned into the sheets under you, he took himself out of you. You whined shamesly.

“Ari” you called, he only smirked, watching his covered cock with mischievousness

“Let me do this baby” he purred, and then he fucked you again, twice, only to leave your pussy weeping again

“Why?” you whined, you wanted him so badly and he was only teasing you

“My needy little girl,” he purred. Repeating the action, and your pussy clenching around nothing when he took himself out. You wanted to cry, but then. You felt him opening you up again. You whined pornographically when he didn’t retreat instead he stood inside you as long as he could and then he started pounding into you roughly

You could get a sheet burn in your face of how rough he was pounding into you, but you didn’t care, your eyes rolled back in your head when you felt the head of his cock graze that spot that made your legs start shaking. The sound of your skins slapping against each other belonged in the hottest porno. Fuck, he could be inside of you forever and ll you’ll be able to say is “yes please”

“Ari” you called, needy for him in your most intricate desires

“Fuck I love you sweet girl” he chanted between trhusts

“I love youuu” you moaned when you cummed hrd, clamping down trying to swallow his thick cock

“Oh fuck” he cursed, your grip was so tight you made him cum. He grabs your hips keeping you tight against him. And then he finally took himself out of you making you wince.

You heard the sound of the rubber being pulled off of him, but you also had a strange feeling inside of you, you felt extra wet… just like when…

“Ari?” you called, when your fingers traveled to the cum falling down your thighs, “What happened?”

“Nothing” he said, smiling softly. and leaned in to kiss you deeply. “You just were too wet for me baby,” You giggled into his mouth as he gently placed himself on top of you. You loved when he did that, just laid his weight on top of you

“I love you” he murmured covering your body whole with his

“I love you too” you moaned

“I love that you are here, in our home”

“Our?” you asked, with a wide smile

“Oh yes” he mumbled, kissing your temple

Ari had a beautiful house right outside a small town in the state of New York, it was in the middle of nowhere, but it was so peaceful. It wasn't a secret he wanted a big family, and he built it on his own for that purpose, it was a big house. 2 stories, 4 bedrooms, a home office a dining room, living room, a most informal TV room and an american kitchen

He always invited you over on the weekends when you had saturday and sunday free, so you could spend the entire weekend on eachother embrace fucking and cuddling, it was almost hedonistic and you loved it, and you loved him. He would cook for you, care for you, everything you could ever ask for. Of course in turn you’d care for him when he visited you in the city

You spend the rest of Saturday morning in bed until your stomachs began to growl demanding for food

“pancakes” you just growled

“Its 1 pm” he said mockingly

“Brunch then” you moaned when he retracted his weight from you. You finally turned in the bed to see him standing. He went to the bathroom and you dress with what you had in hand; some cotton pants and Ari’s hoodie that was too many sizes bigger than you but adored wearing anyways, while he went down o cook something for the both of you

You didn’t know what was up with you, but every weekend your sexual drive was trough the roof, when you came down to see him in the kitchen only wearing cotton grey pants hanging low in those hips, cooking pancakes in that hot pan, you only wanted to devour him whole. He only raised his gaze a second and smirked when he saw that unmistakingly horny look in your eyes

“You are a menace” he chuckled, and you only smiled wickedly. you walked until your chest was stuck to his back, hugging him, the tip of your fingers caressing his soft but thick abs, and your hands traveled south. You heard him growled when you reached his half hard cock over his pants, “(Y/N)” he warned, his voice husky, and what enlightened you more is that he didn’t stop his movements, he kept cooking like his cock wasn’t growing inside of his pants when you grabbed him tightly.

“Let compensate you” you purred, your fingers expectedly drawing the hem of his joggers down, releasing his already hard. you surrounded him, and got to your knees, and to make things even more interesting, you took the hoodie off, your naked nipples got hard because of the chill air in the cold kitchen. You looked up at him and you encountered his dark gaze

“You better not burn those pancakes” you warned, your hand lazily grabbing his shaft and squeezing just the amount you know he liked. He just smiled

“I wont- Fuuuck” he interrupted himself when you licked a strip from his base to the tip of him, finally getting him into your mouth. “Shit baby” with just the tip between your lips you used your tongue to go around the mushroom shape, and that made his thighs shake like you knew it would, you sabored the precum leaking from his tip right into your tongue, moaning at his taste.

Then you took as far as you could down your throat, gagging and slobbering all over him, you knew he liked it messy. Your drool was already leaking, you felt his big hand grabbing your hair, pushing you down, taking him whole until your nose was against the wiry hairs of his pelvis. Your eyes cried because of the lack of oxygen and your throat constricted against him. Your gaze was tunneling because of the lack of oxygen, and he finally released you.

A fine line of drool was still connecting his twitching cock and your mouth

“Ari” you called, looking up at him, he looked down at you with a wicked smile, “You want to cum inside me?” you asked, with your finger fathering the saliva and his precum for your chin and taking up to your mouth

“you know I do” he whined, his hand caressing the back of your head

“Or you want to feed it to me?” you asked with a shy smile, blowjobs eyes at him. One of your hands caressing his shaft lazyly, and the other squeezing his balls

“Oh Sunshine” he whined, needy, “You are going to be the death of me” he purred. You smiled and took him in your mouth again, bobbing your head up and down his shaft, moaning, savoring him.

You didn’t know it then of course, but he briefly thought about how easy it would be for him to just grab you and spread you over the counter and fuck his cum into you, but he didn’t, he didn’t want to scare you, he didn’t want to upset you. So he just looked down at you, devouring his cock

“I’m going to cum,” if you only knew what you provoked him. You then release him, saliva dripping from your mouth and all over the corner of your lips, your teary eyes, hell you were a vision, his vision. He looked down at your chest, he couldn’t wait until they were full for him, for his baby inside of you, shit.

He massaged his cock, helping you speed up, and releasing his thick ropes of cum into your mouth and at your cheeks and chin. You moaned pornographically as you tasted him, loving the feeling of him dripping from your mouth and face, messing you up. He kept his eyes on the stove, still cooking your breakfast, but he took his gaze into you, watching you clean yourself up with your fingers and swallowing all down

After you cleaned yourself (for real). you shared your breakfast calmly, like nothing had happened, like you just didn’t suck him dry right on the other side of the kitchen island, and you share complacent looks over your orange juices.

He announced that he was going to take a shower, and you wanted to join him but you knew if you did, none of you would ever be able to do nothing for the entire day, and you knew he had errands to run, so just stayed cleaning the kitchen while he got showered and dressed.As you finished up putting all the utensils away. you felt his presence at your back, surrounding you with his big arms

“Sunshine, I'll ride into town for a bit, ok?” he mumble against your temple, kissing it gently

“Would you mind getting my pills?” you asked him sweetly, he only smiled

“Of course,” he kissed you tenderly. caressing your face, you kissed him again and when it just about to turn good, he released you and walked away

“Love you!” he greeted already at the doo

“Love you more!” you answered back, and just like that he left you there

It wasn’t strange for you to stay at his place, so you did what he did, you took a shower, cleaned yourself up nicely, and then you got dressed. You wonder what to do now, looking around. You really liked Ari’s house and you preened when he called it “ours” his and yours.

It was equally scary, you didn’t know if you were ready for that yet. But you loved him so much

You walked down the stairs and your gaze stopped at the door that led to the basement. And you wondered what could that door hide. It’s the only room in the house you haven't been in. So with a smile, you opened, revealing a set of stairs leading down. You turned up the lights and went down cautiously, you didn’t want to trip or something, and what you found down there…

Was a boring new basement. Cement floor and walls, some boxes, and an old bookshelf filled with construction tools. Nothing interesting really, some old furniture from his parents’ old place. Everything is quite boring. The house was new, so so was the basement, it had nothing creepy about, so you just turned around and went back up the stairs

You got installed by Ari’s home computer, to answer some emails with your thesis advisor and some about your own work. And that’s how the time went by until Ari came back home. You jumped to receive him, happy with his return and let it show with a deep kiss and hanging yourself up into his body like a koala

“You miss me Sunshine?” you purred

“Yes handsome” you answered back

“Let’s have some dinner,” he released you, dropping you back on your feet, “but first…There you go,” Ari said softly, offering you a brand new package from the pharmacy.

“Thank you Ari” you muttered softly, leaning in to kiss his cheek.

“Now go and take that pill” he said playfully, smacking your ass gently, inviting you to go up. You giggled as you ran up the stairs, directly to the bathroom

You opened the package and the cardboard flap of the box was a little bent, but you didn’t think much of it. You continued your actions to open the package. Placing the sticker for the days of the week over the top perfectly, you opened the first day, the orange little pill jumping to your hand. You took it without thinking too much of it, leaving the blister on the edge of the sink. As you gulped the glass of water, you dropped the package, that hit the floor, followed by the sound of the pills spreading rolling in the tiles

“What the…?” You drop to your knees to gather the pills, that’s when you realize the silver part of the blister had totally separated from the plastic, you took it to look at it closely, admiring how it had been tampered with, it wasn’t sealed, somebody just glued it together.

You stood up, reaching for your phone in your back pocket and looking the name of your pills on the internet. The color of the ones that were all over the floor were a little shade lighter than the ones you usually take.

“No, no, no” you looked into the pharmacy bag that you had thrown away, the receipt still stuck to the paper bag.

1 package of contraceptive pills, 1 package of placebo

“What the hell” without doing anything to control it, tears started to fall from your eyes down your cheeks. You gathered your evidence, a blinding rage taking a hold on you.

This, plus the condom incident…

It was too much. You went down the stairs trying to calm yourself down, but everything just went down the drain when you found Ari just smiling at you. behind the kitchen island, gathering ingredients

“Ari, what is this?” you asked, the silver paper falling off the box, as you showed it to him. He frowned, looking at what you were showing him carefully

“It must be a bad badge from the laboratory or something” he said dismissively

“Why would someone in the lab tamper with this?” you asked

“Tamper?” he asked, “Maybe they just used a bad glue or something, I don’t know”

“And what about the placebo pills you bought?” You asked him then, he clearly wasn’t taking the blame you wanted to pin in him

“I don’t know what you are talking about” he said, seriousness tainting his voice

“Ari, somebody replace my pills with placebo, did you do this?” He scoffed looking away from you

“Are you serious?” He asked

“Don’t freaking lie to me” you demanded, the level of your voice going up

“I don’t…” he interrupted himself, looking straight at you, analyzing you, “c’mon Sunshine”

“What?” You asked

“Is it that bad?” He asked then, with a devilish smile on his face

“What? knocking me up?” There was no turning bac, you were enraged

“He’s, would it be so bad?”

“oh my god!” You screamed, “Ari, did you tamper with the condom as well?” you asked, and the second it took him to answer told you everything you needed. “Oh God!” you cried, “Ari! how could you do this?”

“I told you I didn’t want to use it!” he growled

“I can’t forgive this,” you muttered, waving the faux package of pills in front of him, “This is a complete lack of… Ari, this is almost psychotic!” you yelled, tears welled in your eyes

“We both know we are in for the long run!” he explained, “Why wait?”

“You know perfectly well I don’t want kids” you answered, “Not yet, I wanted to finish my degree, travel, get a job!”

“And I told you we could always travel wherever we want” he said like it meant anything, “You have a design degree you could always work from here, and we had talked about getting married, so why wait?” He said again

“Ari” you whined, your first tears falling from your eyes, “You tried to knock me up” you cried, “Perfectly knowing I wasn’t ready,” he stood quiet, watching you silently, “Why?”

“I want kids, I want a family, with you” You shook your head

“And I told you we should wait” you repeated, “That I wanted to wait”

“I don’t want to wait” he said firmly, his hands in his hips

“You are scaring me right now” you muttered, so he softened his hard gaze

“Sunshine” he called

“It’s over” you murmured, looking straight at him, he looked surprised

“Sunshine, please” he murmured, but you just shook your head

“I can never trust you again,” you said bitterly. You made a mental list of the things you had in here, in his house, and you walked away from him to his room. You heard him follow you and that made your skin crawl but he didn’t stop you and only watched you and you grabbed everything that was yours and threw it inside the bag you brought for the weekend.

“Sunshine,” he said softly, “we can work through this”

“No we can’t, '' you said bitterly, as you took some things from the bathroom and put them in your backpack. You closed it and took a long sigh, trying to keep the tears at bay

“Goodbye Ari”

You looked at the Plan B pill with dread, you knew what this kind of pill did to you and you weren’t looking forward to spending a day in bed, but you took it nonetheless with a big gulp of water.

You wiped the bitter tears that fell down your cheeks, triggered by constant thoughts about Ari. wondering with a scared seated deep inside you. Why? Why would he do something like this? Why would he want to get you pregnant so badly? Well, he was way older than you, he was almost 40, and he did say he wanted to marry you, that he wanted a family, perhaps he was having a life crisis, scared of his age. You shook your head. He had been calling you a couple of times, no text, you knew he didn’t like to text. Another trait associated with his age, you thought.

You missed him, dearly, you believed he was your other half, but you will not forgive this, you couldn't, you shouldn’t, you wanted to, but you definitely will not. How could you trust him ever again? if he did those things he clearly will do it again.. How could you ever trust him again?

No, it was over

That made you sob in grief. You loved him, you thought he was going to be the man you’ll spend the rest of your life with .

You didn’t want to think anymore, you wanted to go to sleep. you grabbed an old tshirt, three times your size that you used to sleep. you put on some shorts and got into bed. Ari´s smell invaded your nose, even after one week (the last time he was here), your bed still smells like him. You grabbed the pillow that he used and hugged it tightly, crying into it

You cried until you fell asleep

Dark weeks went by in which you almost didn't know what to do. Ari had called you a couple of times but you didn’t answer, you didn’t want to. You couldn’t forgive him

Your heart ached inside your chest every time you thought of him. You missed him. So in order to move on, you tried to keep yourself busy, working in your personal projects, meeting with your college friends, to which you had to update into your new relationship status

It still ached, when the weekend came and you missed Ari the most. Because you weren’t going to see him. SO you prepared yourself mentally to get to your empty apartment, already the title of a very violent movie in your mind so you wouldn’t have to think, so you can distract yourself, already calculating how long the frozen chicken nuggets were going to take to cook and if you had any beer left.

You needed to drown yourself in things so you wouldn’t think about him. Which you couldn’t stop doing. You were thinking about him so much, he materialized in your living room when you entered your small apartment

Because it had to be a hallucination. The big man just standing there

Right? You closed to door behind you as you looked at him like he was a ghost, because that what he was

“Hello Sunshine” he greeted. And you just shook, completely shocked, and now, really scared

“Ari?” you called, he just smiled, and you realized then, he was truly there, in your home, “What are you doing here?”

“Well, I came to see you” he seemed he wanted to reach you, but you tensed in a way that made him stay there, only a few feet away from you

“We are broken up,” you said carefully. You wanted to ask him how he got in but you knew he had a key, and you left so fast you forgot to ask him for it.

“I know Sunshine” he said gently, lookin at you with that look that made your knees buckle, “I just miss you, I know you miss me, and I’m here to bring you home”

“Ari, I can’t trust you again” you said, frowning at his high opinion of himself, thinking he only had to show up fo you to forgive and forget, “This isn’t going to wok out, we want different things”

“I know that sweetheart” he said with a wide smile, “I think I can make you change your mind” he said, his smugness impressing you

“I love you with all my heart” you said, your voice as broken as your ticker. “But you did something awful to me,” he kept smiling as he walked towards you but you took two steps back, making his stop.

“I did it because I know what you truly want, and I know what I really want” he said convinced he did everything right, and that didn’t set well with you

“And I told you I needed a couple of years to figure things out!” you said back

“Ok, enough” Ari sentenced, “You are coming back to me, to our house, and we can talk there”

“I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that” you said strongly, “Ari, maybe we can start over, talk about this, but I’m not sure we can resume what we had because I don’t trust you anymore”

“You don’t trust me?” he was getting angry and that made you scared, very much scared

“No, I don’t, Ari, please leave” you asked gently, trying to stay calm, he only chuckled

“I’m going anywhere without you” you huffed loudly

“Please Ari, you are scaring me” you begged

“You are coming with me,” he sentenced.

The last thing you remembered was running back to the door, and feeling his thick hands surround your face, going for your mouth and the other around your neck

And when you woke up, you quickly realized you weren’t in your home, you weren't in Ari’s home, you were in a completely different environment

You were in a comfortable bed, light coming into the room in small windows. Everything looked beautifully arranged, comforting even. But you didn’t know where you were and that scared you to your core

You turned fast when you finally noticed Ari just by your side, laying on the bed watching you carefully

“Ari what is this?” you asked. Had he taken you to a hotel or something? HE TOOK YOU SOMEWHERE, AND YOU WERE UNCONSCIOUS. You finally remembered your last seconds before you passed out and you looked for a way out of the bed. But before you could get away from him, he grabbed you and made you laid there

“It’s a little safe house I put together, in case something happens” it starting sinking into you that perhaps being a “special agent” truly had his dark meaning

“Ari, why?.... Why am I here?” you asked gently, looking into his deep blue eyes, that turned cold and methodical

“You wanted to walk away from me” he said, hurt, “I can't have that, we are going to get married, have babies”

“Ari no, please” you begged, “What is this place?”

“Is the house you know and love” he said. You looked up at the window and you could identify trees, the same trees that surrounded the house, but they were in such a strange angle you could tell that you were in some sort of basement

“Ari, no….” you cried, “Let me get out of here” you looked back into his eyes, looming over you with his towering form

“I’m sorry, I can’t let you get away from me, I love you too much” he leaned and with you not being able to stop him, he kissed you. The kiss stole your breath away and then he jumped off of you and off the bed as well

“You’ll find everything that you’ll need in here” he said softly, you looked around and then you looked at him

“Ari, what do you mean?”

“I can’t trust you won’t leave again, so you’ll stay here” he said. You stood from the bed in a jump

“Ari, ok c’mon you can’t do this, you can't keep me in here!” you yelled

“I can and I will, it’ll make you see that you belong with me, and you are going to give me the family I always wanted, we belong together sweety you just need to see that” he turned around and started walking towards the only exit in the room. You didn’t know if you had to follow him but you did too late, he reached the heavy looking door and crossed it. Closing it behind him

You couldn't open it. you heard it's lock was put into place, locking you up in this room

“Ari this isn’t funny! LET ME GO!” you screamed at the top of your lungs. You knock on the door with your fists but it didn’t let up

After you just broke up….

Ari smiled as he saw the screen.

He knew you loved him. He knew it.

He didn’t take pride in installing that camera in your room, he didn’t need it anyways because he trusted you plainly, but now, oh he thanked himself he did.

You breaking up with him certainly wasn’t a part of his plan. He thought he was going to pull it off and knock you up, he then was going to ask you to marry him, so he could have you all to himself. But he wasn’t careful enough, and now, he had to appeal to plan B

It was his favorite plan anyways. Taking you all for himself.

But he had to be patient, he had to wait for his prey, he had to wait for the perfect moment.

And just like that, he started crafting his plan.

You had broken up with him, you had already met with your friends to tell them, and he did the same with his friends. Now, all he needed was an alibi, a trip up the firescape of your building,, and to wait.

You were going to disappear, and he needed to make sure he wasn’t a suspect for it.

He went down the stairs to his basement, he went directly for the bookcase, which he moved along the wall, revealing a door behind it, an armored clad metal door. code protected. He tapped in the code and it opened like a safe, revealing a “safe house” an open apartment.

He started decorating, taking care of the space, he put on fresh sheets on the King side bed, he took every sharp object, or anything that can be used as a weapon. The space even had a small kitchen, a bathroom with a tub. It was an escape he built in case he had to hide right in plain sight, or even if it was an apocalyptic event. He cleaned everything, removing the dust of the furniture and floor. He made sure the smart TV was working. It was a very comfortable space. White walls and a colorful sofa, this wasn’t a prison, this was a… safe house. It had a source of natural light, small windows the size of a shoe box all over the upper part of the space. He looked at everything with a smile on his face, you were going to be so happy here, here is where you were going to conceive your first child… He sighed happily making sure you had everything you’d ever wanted. He filled the bathroom with the products of shampoos and soaps he knew you loved. He even left you a music player and a small speaker. He knew how you loved music.

He filled the bookshelf all around where the TV stood, with your favorites. You were going to love it.

And after he brought you to your new home, he realized you didn't like it at all. You didn’t notice all the things he did for you but no matter, it was only a matter of time. He looked at the screen of the camera he had installed in the basement,, you were on the bed, crying, scared. He took a long sigh. It was going to take time but in the end, he was going to get exactly what he wanted from you. You just needed to realize that. You just needed to trust him

“Mr Ari Levinson?” greeted the policeman behind his door. Ari just smiled

“Yes, that’s me, is there anything I can help you with?” he said calmly, he opened the door of his home wide, showing the officer he had nothing to hide.

“I’m detective Torres, and I’m here to ask some questions” he said firmly, Ari only raised his eyebrow at his

“Regarding?”

“Do you know Mrs (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?” he asked, reading his open pad

“Yes, we used to date,” he said simply. The men then examined Ari up and down, frowning. He was older than her, “Is there something wrong?” he asked

“She is missing” he said firmly, analyzing him

“What?” Ari could win an Oscar with the performance he was giving

“She was reported missing by a friend when she didn’t answer her calls in 48 hours, we visited her apartment and found it empty, nobody has seen her, neither does her aunt, and her family” Ari worn concern on his face

“We broke up two weeks ago” he said firmly

“Sir, do you mind if we look around?” he asked nervously

“Excuse me?” he barked. With his 6’4 height. Ari looked down on the officer, who started stuttering, nervous, he was clearly a rookie

“Ok that won’t be necessary” Ari smiled softly when he saw his friend, Lee Bodecker, jump out of his car to save his young deputy

“But Sir” Lee stopped him with his hand up high

“Look, Mr Levinson” Ari just crossed his arms on his chest, looking at the pair, entertained, “A young girl is missing, 5 days now” he said, “and you dated her, we just need to make a few questions” he just nodded

“Should I call a lawyer? I got a good one” he winked at the sheriff

“No if you don’t have nothing to hide” Lee Barked

“Ok, ask me then”

“When was the last time you saw Mrs (Y/L/N)?” he asked

“Exactly two weeks ago” he said firmly, “When we broke up,” he grunted, still upset

“And have you had contact with her ever since?” he asked then. Lee smiled at Ari, knowing his officer couldn’t see him. He put his arm and lean in the frame of the door

“Yes, I tried to call her, three times, the three days that followed but she didn’t even answer me” he said, annoyed but fighting internally not to smile

“And then? something you should tell us?”

“I left the city for a business trip, I just got back” he said, taking a step aside so both men could look inside and see a black suitcase and a backpack.. If they only knew those were your things and not his

Ari looked into his phone, and showed them both a plane ticket that placed him out of the town for 10 days, just arriving this morning

“Ok then, sorry to bother you Sir” said Lee, his hand adjusting his hat

“I’m so sorry to hear she is missing” he said, “I care for her still, If there is anything I can do please let me know”

The sheriff just nodded and walked out of his porch with his young detective on his trails

Ari just smiled, closing the door

Oh he got you good, and nobody was going to take you away from him

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beausophia22

9 months ago

Rafe Came By Your Dance Studio To Thank You For Helping His Daughter But When He Sees You Doing An Heels

rafe came by your dance studio to thank you for helping his daughter but when he sees you doing an heels choreography,he might say more than just thank you…. 🩰❤️👠🎀

dance!teacher!reader x single!dad!rafe ♡

you were a ballet dance teacher for a group of adorable little girls on monday & wednesday & saturday nights,you loved teaching them one of your favorite things in the world. but on tuesdays & thursdays & fridays you were a heels dance teacher!!! you loved the gracefulness & softness of ballet but you also loved the sexiness & the technique of heels.

right now,you were watching your little angels practicing their ballet routine for the winter spectacle in two month,they were making so much progress so fast!

like every night,you waited for every little girl to leave before leaving but tonight sofia cameron came talking to you at the end of the class. you thought she was the cutest little girl you had ever seen,she was full of ambition & never give up. and well….you will never cross the line with one of your student’s parents but my god was her dad,rafe cameron,handsome. he camed to every single one of his daughter recital with flowers for her AND FOR YOU. he always pack her the cutest snack for the longest repetitions and if you needed help organizing something, he was always the first one to propose his help. you also knew that he wasn’t with sofia’s mom anymore,you guessed when she never came at any recital or to come pick her up from practice,you learned later that she abandoned sofia and used rafe for money. that made you mad & sorry for rafe but especially for sweet sofia.

“miss y/n ?”,sofia’s sweet voice asked you.

“ yes sweetie ? is everything okay ?”

“yes…i just…well it’s a little stupid but…how do you do to be so confident ?”

“oh sweet girl…it’s not stupid at all…turn around to look in the mirror please…you see that ?yourself ? well…that’s your bestfriend,you’re going to spend the rest of your life with your beautiful little self. so the best thing you can do is give yourself the biggest hug & a lot of love and support yourself through every good but also bad moment ….”

then,she broke your heart by crying,you crouched down behind her.

“sofia..is everything okay ? is someone annoying you ?”

“yes..some guys at school are a little mean…”

you took her hand in yours,turning her to face you,“sofia i want you to not listen to them,ignore them,you are the sweetest most amazing girl ever,you’re polite & kind,whenever one of the girls need help you’re always here and you’re so funny,always cracking jokes that make everyone laugh !!! never doubt yourself for anyone. ever….did you talk about it with your dad ? ”

“yeah…..it made him so sad..hate seeing him sad….he tried to go talk to the school but they didn’t stop…i know he’s been so tired after work…i dont want to make him sad….but now everytime they made me cry,i’m gonna think about you ! thank u miss y/n i like you so much…you’re the best”,she said before jumping into your arms.

“well i think you should talk about it again with your dad…he loves you so so much and no matter what he will always help.he is just sad because you’re his little princess and he don’t want you to ever get hurt.”

you hugged her back & tickle her until she was laughing and smiling again.

and it’s at that moment that rafe entered the studio.

“oh…hi baby…..miss y/n”,he said walking to you & sofia still hugging.

then sofia left your arms before running to go hug her dad.

“hi daddy”,she was practically shinning with happiness.

he laughed and you thought it was the most beautiful sound ever.

“damn baby…what got you so happy ?”,he ruffled her perfect bun and the thought of him taking time to make her hair perfectly everytime warmed your heart.

“miss y/n…she’s the best….and she’s so pretty,isn’t she dad ?”

“yeah…she is baby…the prettiest but not as much as you tho…go get your bag baby,sarah cooked your favorite chocolate cake for ya.”

sofia went happily get her back,you knew sarah was rafe’s sister because she often come to sofia’s spectacle with her husband john b.

“sorry about that….didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.”,he said scratching his neck,you thought you even saw his cheeks reddening.

“oh no it’s okay really…..”,you smiled sweetly at him,your heart jumping.

˚₊‧꒰ა 🎀໒꒱ ‧₊˚

you were currently practicing your new routine on dance for you by beyoncé,it was the new routine you were going to teach your heels student tonight. your group was a group of twenty women and all of you formed a little dance family,now organizing dinner party to share the latest drama and gossip of y’all’s different life.

you dance during the entirety of the song,your body moving gracefully and sexily on the floor…the song was sexy and passionate and you tried to incorporate that in you choreography by moving your legs gracefully & moving your hair & arching your back…the sound of your high black heels resonating in the studio.

it was 6 PM,so you were the only one here yet,your class started at 8 PM.

when you finished your beautiful routine,you turned around to stop the music and that’s when you saw rafe. he was leaning on the doorstep,his arms crossed,his jaw thigh and his eyes were burning with something you couldn’t quit put a name on.

“oh my god…m.cameron…hi…hum…what are you doing here?”

“hey…didn’t meant to interrupt you i’m sorry. i came to thank you for whatever you said to my daughter yesterday. she….well today,she responded to her bully by saying that they couldn’t hurt her anymore because she was her own best friend and she would never again let someone make her feel bad for being herself because she was amazing….i….thank you. so much. she’s been so sad lately and whatever you said made her realize how wonderful & loved she was…so for that,i will always be grateful to you miss y/n truly.”

“m.cameron-”

“call me rafe..please”

“..rafe..i’m so happy to heard that….you raised sofia wonderfully,she is amazing!!! truly !!!! i did nothing but tell her to true,please give her a big hug for me tonight.”

he laughed.

“i will,miss y/n, i will……i….excuse me if i cross boundaries but i didn’t know you danced anything other than ballet ?”

“oh well…on the day i’m not teaching the girls ballet,i’m teaching heels choreography to a group of woman….mhm…just how much did you see exactly?”

“enough to know that you are intensely talented and…beautiful.”

you gasped.

“shit..sorry i wasn’t planning on saying that…i don’t want to make you uncomfortable,i’m going to go. thank you again so much.”

“no m.cam..rafe..it’s okay…thank you….i love heels dancing for that…it…it made me feel beautiful and powerful. it’s a great form of expression.”

“i’m happy to hear that…you shouldn’t feel anything other than that.”

his gaze traced your face before fixing on your lips.

“listen….would it be okay if i crossed boundaries even more by asking you to have dinner with me ?”

“i don’t know m.cameron…is it a date ?”

“if you want it to be…i want it to be.”

“yes.”,you tried hard not to cheese like a teenage girl but you couldn’t help it,rafe cameron was so handsome.

“perfect…i am not going to tell soph anything yet…she’s just been so crazy lately,always reminding me how beautiful you were and how…single you were. i think if she knows that you accepted my dinner offer,she is going to die of happiness.”

you laughed loudly and without any shame.

“has she been playing the matchmaker?”

“yeah….she really has…when are you free for the date?”

“my class on friday night got suspended so i’m free.”

“perfect,i send a driver here to come pick you up…i think you might not want be to know where you live just yet…you know,first date rules and all.”

“yeah thanks rafe. i see you friday ?” he needed to leave now before you accidentally jumped on him and started kissing him like a mad woman.

“yes,love,you’ll see me on friday. have a nice dance class tonight….”

“thanks.” but you didn’t know how you will be able to focus on anything other than him,and the way he was looking at you….with his beautiful bedroom eyes and the way the nickname «love»rolled down his tongue.

you ended up seeing rafe the next day when he came pick sofia up from dance class….he winked at you and when friday night rolled you were jumping of happiness. the night went by so fast,conversation & flirting never stopping.at the end of the night, he opened the door of your cab for you and asked you to text him when you’ll arrive safely back home but not before promising you another date.♡

˚₊‧꒰ა 🎀໒꒱ ‧₊˚

rafe’s pov of your discussion & your dance.

when i entered the dance studio the last thing i thought i will be seeing was miss y/n dancing on the floor in nothing but a pair of heels & some tiny black short & black bralette.

my god,was she the most beautiful little thing i’ve ever seen. i tried hard to not cross boundaries with her because she was sofia’s dance teacher but she was haunting me. slipping into my mind at any moment,when i’m working,when i’m shopping and i see her favorite parfume,when i’m watching sofia dance in the living room…..

and now ? now i’m fucking blessed by the sigh of her,opening her legs and arching her back on the floor sensually …..fuck me. she would look so pretty like that for me…on my bed….naked….she was so fucking sexy,the rain behind her pouring down on the window and the gray color of the sky casting a dark glow across the room. i needed to shake those thoughts,there no way she would be interested. i mean i was older than her and i has a fucking kid for god’s sake.

she turned in my direction and gasped when she saw me.

“oh my god…m.cameron…hi…hum…what are you doing here?”

thanks to her my daughter was truly smiling again and opened up to me again. not only was she the sexiest fucking woman alive but also the sweetest to my daughter? was she created only to ruin me ? fuck…the sigh of her hugging my daughter made me too happy. way too happy.

“m.cameron-”

“call me rafe..please” i needed to hear her say my name,in her sultry sweet voice.

“..rafe..i’m so happy to heard that….you raised sofia wonderfully,she is amazing!!! truly !!!! i did nothing but tell her to true,please give her a big hug for me tonight.”

she was so goddam sweet, i couldn’t help but laugh. i don’t remember the last time someone other than sofia made me laugh. i also couldn’t help myself but to try to learn more about her. and this fucking choreography.

“i will,miss y/n, i will……i….excuse me if i cross boundaries but i didn’t know you danced anything other than ballet ?”

“oh well…on the day i’m not teaching the girls ballet,i’m teaching heels choreography to a group of woman….mhm…just how much did you see exactly?” the way her cheeks turned bright pink was the sweetest thing….what if ? what if she had the same crush on me than i had on her ? would it be so bad ? it certainly didn’t feel bad to me.

so fuck it. i’m saying what i think.

“enough to know that you are intensely talented and…beautiful.”

she gasped softly and my heart started pounding,what if i has read all of this wrongly?

“shit..sorry i wasn’t planning on saying that…i don’t want to make you uncomfortable,i’m going to go. thank you again so much.”

i needed to get out of here. right now.

“no m.cam..rafe..it’s okay…thank you….i love heels dancing for that…it…it made me feel beautiful and powerful. it’s a great form of expression.”

the way she was looking at me with her big beautiful bambi eyes made me realize that no. i had not misread the situation. she wanted me too,if i listen to her body language or..her thighs clenching together.

“i’m happy to hear that…you shouldn’t feel anything other than that.” she shouldn’t feel anything than the goddess she was.

i couldn’t help but look at her and at her beautiful full pink lips….what would she taste like? i wanted to find out so bad but before…

“listen….would it be okay if i crossed boundaries even more by asking you to have dinner with me ?”

“i don’t know m.cameron…is it a date ?”

fuck yes,hell i’m asking for mariage.

“if you want it to be…i want it to be.”

“yes”,she responded so fast,smiling so brightly.

fuck,she was beautiful,i wanted to make her smile forever,to maker her laugh.

she laughed loudly,the sound making my heart jump.

“has she been playing the matchmaker?”

that she has,yes.

“yeah….she really has…when are you free for the date?”

“my class on friday night got suspended so i’m free.”

perfect,all mine.

“perfect,i send a driver here to come pick you up…i think you might not want me to know where you live just yet…you know,first date rules and all.”

as much as i wanted to kiss her and push her until she was pressed between me and the wall and gently push her legs around my waist —fuck her legs would look gorgeous wrapped around me— i needed to go slow. both for her and for me. i will not make the same mistakes.

“yeah thanks rafe. i see you friday ?”

“yes,love,you’ll see me on friday. have a nice dance class tonight….”

and i’m going to spend the rest of my night thinking about her dancing like that again but this time,just for me.

“thanks.”

hope u loved it ♡ English is not my first language so i apologize for any mistakes <3

notes : should i make this like a little universe ? when any of you can like give headcanons,requests prompt….bcause i had so much fun writing it <3 i don’t think i’m going to make it a serie but more like writing randomly about them. sight …i love single!dad!rafe ♡

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beausophia22

7 months ago

Ewan Mitchell + profile (requested by anon! <3)

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beausophia22

2 years ago

all mine

eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings: jealous!eddie, slight dom!eddie, possessive!eddie, unprotected sex, cheerleader!reader, infidelity, reader and jason are together, creampie, dirty talk, mentions of drug use, jason is a douche, canon divergence, suggestive use of a lollipop

word count: 3.4k

a/n: MINORS DNI! this is just pure filth. i'm not even sorry. also, my requests are open! and let me know if you'd like to be tagged in my future stuff.

tags: @prettyboyeddiemunson, @lovelylangdonx, @sebby-staan, @dylobilysmomg, @erens-eyebrows, @bigpoppajes, @am-3-thyst, @sammysdepp

“or a gaaame where you toss balls into laundry baskets!” eddie yelled, his hands cupped to his mouth to amplify the sound of his voice as he stood on top of the cafeteria table.

“you want something, freak?” your boyfriend, jason, said as he stood up from his seat next to you, glaring daggers at him.

you sighed, rolling your eyes in complete annoyance at jason’s incessant need to belittle eddie at any given chance he gets. it was a tired game he played entirely by himself, given that eddie usually didn't give in to his antagonizing bullshit. but lately, he had started to counter back, and, like he’s doing at the moment, hurling the insults without being provoked.

and you’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t think it had anything to do with you.

for the past few months you had been sneaking around with eddie behind jason’s back. you knew it was wrong to go out on your boyfriend. he treated you well, bought you everything that you wanted, flaunted you in front of the entire school. he was every girl’s dream guy, the one they all fawned over. yet, you didn’t feel that way about him - not after getting to know the real jason.

the one he kept hidden, save for the moments when he bullied anyone who he didn’t think was on the same level as him. he didn’t see you as his girlfriend, he saw you as a trophy that he had won. the most popular guy in school dating the most popular girl. before you became head cheerleader he hadn’t even bothered to say more than a few words to you, but like everyone else, you had fallen under his pretty boy spell.

until eddie munson came into your life.

all you had needed was something to take the edge off. the pressure your parents put on you to be perfect - the perfect student, have perfect looks, and get into the college of their choice - had started to become too much. you knew from talks around school that eddie was a dealer, so you sought him out after school on a cold, december day.

to say you were completely surprised by him was an understatement. the big, scary, metalhead freak was actually incredibly sweet, funny, and nothing like the villain everyone made him out to be. it was even more surprising when he said he felt the exact same about you. you hadn’t thought of yourself as being intimidating or scary in the least, but you figured being jason’s girlfriend probably had a lot to do with why he thought that of you.

the two of you hit it off right away, and kept seeing each other regularly after that day. you’d hang out every thursday before hellfire, then it became every tuesday and thursday, eventually turning into whenever you had free time. being around him felt like a breath of fresh air, like you could be yourself without fear of judgment.

your feelings for him developed naturally over time and you did everything you could to fight them off. having feelings for someone else that wasn’t your boyfriend wasn’t something you did. but on the night you were alone with eddie in his trailer, sharing a joint between the two of you, his big, dark brown eyes gazing into yours intently, you couldn’t hold back anymore.

when eddie leaned in closer, his lips dangerously close to your own, you didn’t stop him. when he kissed you, as if it had been the only thing on his mind for a long time, you didn’t stop him. when he reached his hand under your shirt, you didn’t stop him. you didn’t stop him from unbuckling your belt, pulling your shirt up over your head, or from fucking you multiple times. you wanted him, more than you had wanted anyone, and were relieved that he wanted you just as badly.

“jason,” you chastised, narrowing your y/e/c eyes up at him. “just let it go, please?”

he nodded, though he didn’t look away from eddie, and kept standing with his hands balled into fists at his side.

eddie stuck his tongue out at him, bringing his hands beside his head like the devil horns on his hellfire t-shirt. you couldn’t help the small snicker that escaped past your lips, and you covered it up with a cough once you realized you had done it out loud.

“freak,” jason mumbled under his breath as he sat back down, completely unaware of anything you had just done.

eddie’s hardened gaze fell to you, softening only when he made eye contact with you. you felt your heart flutter, and the familiar warmth that spread throughout your body each time eddie was around you. to keep from completely blowing your cover, you went back to sucking on the cherry-flavored lollipop perched between your fingers, like you had been doing before eddie’s public tirade.

he soon retreated to his own seat, but not before terrorizing some poor teacher just trying to leave back to her classroom.

jason shook his head, a look of disgust on his features as he turned to his friends. “which one of you is getting the beer for tonight?” he asked, once again oblivious to the apparent scowl on your face at the mention of alcohol.

“patrick and i are going after school,” andy said. “my brother is gonna buy it for us.”

you swirl the lollipop around in your mouth as you try to tune the boys out, completely uninterested in the conversation they’re having. your thoughts immediately go to eddie, of him glaring at jason not even moments ago, and how fucking hot he looked. you imagined how he’d be like in bed if he ever fucked his frustrations out on you. maybe he’d handcuff your wrists together with the cuffs hanging on the wall next to his bed, using you however he saw fit. and you’d gladly let him.

you'd let eddie do whatever he wanted to you if it meant you got to feel his long, thick cock deep inside of you.

which is what you currently craved at that moment.

you glance over at his table hoping to grab his attention. he was talking to those kids, nancy wheeler’s little brother, and his shorter friend with the curly hair - you couldn’t remember their names. mike? justin? or what was it dustin? you watched as he picked them both up by their hellfire shirts, whispering something in their ears before slightly pushing them away towards another table.

eddie waited for the two freshmen to sit with a group of other lonely freshmen before he turned to walk back to seat, only to notice you looking in his direction.

you run your tongue over the top of the lollipop in a suggestive manner, keeping eye contact with eddie as you do so. you noticed him swallowing thickly, letting you know your spur of the moment plan was working.

you wrapped your lips around the candy, bobbing your head subtly, not wanting jason to see just what you were getting up to. he was still going on with his friends and forgot you were even there - what else is new, though?

eddie watched you intently, feeling the blood rush straight down to his cock. he was shocked that you’d do something so bold, seeing as it wasn’t like you, but the mere fact that you were, with your boyfriend sitting right next to you no less, turned him on way more than he’d like to admit.

gareth called out to him, and for a moment he broke eye contact to whip his head towards his floppy-haired friend. he made a ‘what are you doing?’ gesture at eddie. only then did he realize he was still standing in the middle of the cafeteria, on the verge of a fucking hard-on. he made his way back to the table and grabbed his stuff. he looked over at you and signaled for you to follow after him: a simple brush of his hand through his hair as he eyes you up and down.

you both came up with signals for when you couldn’t be seen together. some for regular talks, when one of you had a bad day and needed the other, or, like in this case, a quick fuck.

you wait for eddie to leave the cafeteria before standing up from your seat and glancing down at jason. “i’m gonna head out,” you said, gathering your backpack from behind the chair.

jason doesn’t hear you over the loud chatter, too occupied with his friends to even notice you’d gotten up. you scoff, shaking your head as you push the seat in, and that’s when jason pays attention.

“where are you going?” he asked, turning in his chair to look up at you.

“if you had heard me the first time, i said i was gonna go.” you didn’t even try to hide the annoyance in your voice, but knowing jason, he’d be too clueless to even sense it.

“what? why? lunch isn’t over yet,” he said, brows furrowed slightly. just like you thought, completely clueless.

“i have that exam coming up in history that i have to study for, remember,” you lied, slinging your backpack onto your shoulders. “if i don’t at least get an A- you know my mother will kill me.”

he seemed to accept that answer, giving you a soft nod, and you leaned down to press a quick, chaste kiss to his cheek before walking out of the cafeteria.

you wandered down the desolate halls of hawkins high in search of eddie. all of the classroom doors were shut with the lights off, save for one at the end of the hallway. you recognized it as the one eddie used for hellfire, and you hurried towards it before anyone could see you. you knock once, twice, and wait for eddie to open the door for you.

he quickly closes the door behind you once you step in, making sure it’s locked so no one else can enter. once the coast is clear, and the two of you are secured inside, he turns to you with a lustful glint in his dark brown eyes.

“that little show you put on back there was definitely something. sucking on your lollipop like that, for me, in front of your boyfriend,” he said, emphasizing the last word with a hint of malice in his tone.

you pick up on it right away and it catches you off guard. eddie had never shown any disdain for your relationship in the three months that you’d been sleeping with him. he’d crack jokes here and there about jason not being able to satisfy you the way he could, which wasn’t a lie at all, he never made you cum whenever you fuck him.

was eddie starting to get jealous?

you couldn’t deny the thought of it added fuel to the already raging fire of arousal burning within you.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said, feigning innocence as you gaze up at him with your big, y/e/c eyes. you swirl your tongue around the lollipop for good measure, hoping to get yet another rise out of him.

it worked.

eddie hummed in appreciation, though the look on his face told an entirely different story. “you see, princess, i think you know exactly what i’m talking about.” he reached forward and pulled the lollipop from your mouth, smirking at the shocked expression on your features. he holds it up in front of you, brow raised as he waits for you to admit what you both know is the truth.

the pet name effectively kills any ounce of rebellion you had in you, rendering you completely blank. it was a main weakness of yours that eddie loved to use to his advantage, not that you were complaining.

he took your loss of words as a win, smirking slightly as he slowly made his way over to you until he was mere inches away from your face. “you did that to rile me up, didn’t you? you wanted this. want me to fuck you.”

his close proximity to you, the smell of cheap cologne mixed with the faintest scent of cigarettes, has your head spinning with lust. you couldn’t keep up the charade of innocence anymore. you just wanted him. needed him.

“yes,” you whisper, feeling a rush of heat fan across your cheeks as you meet his darkened eyes.. it never failed to amaze you how easily eddie could reduce you to practically nothing without really even trying.

“hm, who knew my girl could be so naughty,” he said thoughtfully, brushing his fingers down your cheek to your chin. he let his gaze linger on you for a moment longer, taking in your natural beauty before pressing his lips to yours. the kiss is a mix of soft, but needy. you could taste the remnants of cinnamon gum on his tongue. he broke away first, resting his forehead on top of yours. “if you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask.”

in a swift movement, he pushed your backpack straps off of your shoulders and hoisted you into the air, walking you back towards the D&D table. he carefully sat you on the edge, settling in between your legs as he leaned back in to kiss you heatedly. you both roamed your hands up and down each other’s bodies, needing to feel the other as close as possible. being apart from each other for majority of the day was frustrating for the both of you, and any time you’re together, you can’t keep from touching.

his hand found it’s way to your inner thigh, squeezing lightly before pushing up the hem of your cheerleading skirt to your pelvis. his fingertips toyed with the waistband of the spankies, groaning in annoyance.

“have i ever told you how much i hate when you wear these?” he asked, tugging the offending article of clothing down your legs and tossing them somewhere behind him.

“only every time i wear them,” you giggle, hooking your fingers through one of the belt loops on his jeans and pulling him closer to you. you make quick work of undoing his belt buckle and jeans, pushing them as far down as you could. “you know i have to. unless you want the entire school to see my goods?”

“noooo thanks,” he said, helping you in removing his pants. he takes his cock in hand, pumping a few times while he pulls your panties to the side. he rubs the tip through your soaked pussy, sucking in a sharp breath as he feels just how wet you really are. “i’d rather them not.”

he pushes into you with ease, and you let out a loud, drawn out moan, your head tipping back. he stills once he’s filled you to the hilt, giving you time to adjust to his massive size.

“eddie,” you moan, rolling your hips against him in an attempt to get him to move. “we don’t have much time.”

as much as he’d love to tease you right then and there, make you squirm and beg for him to fuck you, he knew you were right.

“tell me if it’s too much,” he said, thrusting into you with a fast, rough pace.

it was never too much any time eddie was concerned. in fact, it was never enough for you. you always wanted more than what he gave you. for it to be faster, harder, rougher. you wanted to be able to feel him for days after he was through with you. and he always gave you what you wanted, but not before making sure you were one hundred percent okay.

“oh fuck…!” you cried out, face contorting into pleasure as the tip of his cock brushed against your sweet spot. “mm..fuck, you feel so good, eddie.”

“you feel so fucking good, too,” he moaned, gazing down at you as his bangs fell in front of his eyes. “best fucking pussy i’ve ever had.”

he brought his hand to your cunt, and began rubbing fast, tight circles against your aching clit. he smirked as he watched you writhe beneath him, the way you clutched at him like your life depended on it, using your ankles to push him even further inside of you. he loved knowing he was the only one who could make you this way, reveled in it even, and a part of him wished he could have you like this all to himself.

“tell me, princess,” he said, leaning forward slightly so he could angle your hips a little better. “who do you belong to?”

the words are right there on the tip of your tongue, but you can’t find the strength to say them, not when he has you right there on the brink of your release. he senses your dilemma without you needing to say anything, and he slows down the speed of his thrusts, but not the intensity.

“y-you,” you mewl, brushing his hair out of his eyes. you make sure he knows you mean it. you kiss him deeply, bringing your hand to tug on his hair. “i-i’m yours.”

“that’s right you are,” he breathes against your lips, resuming his previous fast pace. “all. fucking. mine.” he accentuated the words with his thrusts, each one significantly harder than the last.

you nodded rapidly, peppering kisses along his jaw down to his neck. you gently nipped at his sensitive spot, feeling him shiver a bit against you. you kept going, licking and sucking his skin until a soft pink mark appeared. you admired the way it looked in contrast with his light skin tone.

eddie’s cock twitched, signaling he was closer than he had anticipated.

“are you close?” he asked, cupping your face in his large hand as he gazed down at you. the metal of his rings felt cool against your heated skin, and you absentmindedly leaned into his touch.

“yes,” you moan, bringing your hand to cup his cheek as well. “are you close?”

“fuck yes i am,” he groaned, chuckling breathlessly. “you feel way too fucking good.”

his fingers found their way back to your clit, determined to make you cum before him. “let go, baby. cum for me.”

the white hot pressure building up inside of you finally burst with a few more thrusts and swipes of his fingers, and you cum with a loud cry of his name.

he held you close to him to keep you from slumping over, pressing his lips to yours in a heated kiss. “cum inside of me,” you moan into the kiss, tugging on his long curls.

“are you sure? i will if that’s what y—,”

“it is,” you cut him off. “please…i just wanna feel you cum inside of me. please…”

eddie groans loud, giving one more heated kiss before pulling back. he grips your hips tightly, and chases his own release. it doesn’t take that long, and he shoots hot ropes of his cum deep within your walls.

you wrap your arm over his shoulder, holding him the same way he held you during your release. you press soft, soothing kisses to his cheek, your free hand resting behind his head.

once you've both come down from your respective highs, eddie reluctantly pulls out of you, groaning as a drop of his cum leaks from your entrance. “fuck that’s so hot,” he muses, bringing his finger to run through it before trying to push it back inside of you.

you chuckle in amusement, shaking your head lightly. “only you would think that’s hot.”

“any guy would agree that it’s pretty fucking hot to watch his cum spill out of a girl’s pussy,” he says matter of factly, though a smile tugs on the corner of his lips.

he pulls your panties back over your cunt, patting it twice to make sure they stay in place.

“dear god.” you hop off of the table, holding onto eddie’s arm for balance. he picks up your spankies off of the floor and helps put them on you, giving you a tender kiss once he’s done.

“it’s even hotter knowing you’re gonna go back to your boyfriend with my cum inside of you.”

that shouldn’t have made your cunt throb the way it did, but then again you shouldn’t be doing anything you’ve been doing the past three months.

“and it’s really hot knowing you’ll be walking around with that hickey i made you,” you said, smirking as you gesture to the now reddened mark on his neck. “good luck trying to tell everyone how you got that.”

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beausophia22

2 years ago

Alternative Scene From Ep9. Eddie Clearly Wanted To Say Something But Stopped Himself. So Here You Go.

Alternative scene from ep9. Eddie clearly wanted to say something but stopped himself. So here you go.

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beausophia22

1 year ago

Just Two Queens And Their Favourite Pet War Criminals #justgirlthings

Just two queens and their favourite pet war criminals #justgirlthings

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beausophia22

4 months ago

“you, stop . . moving,” sukuna prowls, the base of his chin sat on top of your thighs.

you were in your usual spot, waiting for him to return from whatever battle had him occupied for half the day. moments later, you’re now slouched back against sukuna’s throne with a very grumpy, pouty demon lying his head against the center of your lap. before you could even part your lips to ask him what happened this time, sukuna grumbles. “bad. very bad day, little one.”

humming, you strum a few feathery fingers toward the pink roots of his hair before softly digging a path through his tender scalp. “oh. well, wanna talk about it?”

“no,” he replies gruffly with an abrupt quickness, his pout growing the more he remembered about his day. however, as your fingers continued to comb through his silk tresses, sukuna buried his face between your thighs. “i need… to recharge.”

“most people would drink water or eat somet-”

“shut up.”

“…..”

slowly peeking from between the warmth of your glued legs, sukuna notices the pausing halt on your fingers that played with his hair and he scowls. oh, he’s pouting, and with a cute, annoyed grumble, he avoids your gaze.

“i told you to shut up, not . . to stop doing that. go on. hmph.”

rolling your eyes, you gave him a subtle head pat before hearing a loud sigh exit between your thighs. he’s usually never this clingy, and you remained quiet - wondering just what happened in his day for him to behave so … needy.

your fingers resumed its maze through his scalp tenderly, and his long lashes fluttered close - a soft content sigh dragging away from his thinly parted lips. in a way, you had to admit — this looked silly.

a huge, burly thousand-year-old curse of a demon positioned between your thighs. it was merely comical, and yet, sukuna could really care less.

the king of curses didn’t have a weakness - except you.

“mmgh-” he’d grunt, tilting his head to the left before he felt your thumb gingerly scratching behind his ear. for a second, you think you saw his nose twitching too. sukuna’s pink brows were still forcibly furrowed together, perfectly expressing his stubborn frustration before he let off another noise.

this time though - it’s different . .

it’s a subtle, cooing ‘rrrrr’ sound that’s deeply low. the entire sound alone from sukuna makes your thighs shake a bit and you look down at him with a perplexed look.

“ ‘kuna?” you murmured, the swirling circles of your finger stopping once again. a cunning grin gradually creased against your lips before you gasped. “did you just … purr?”

“i don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.”

“that noise you just made.”

sukuna rolls his eyes, his scratchy voice a bit muffled from how he nearly sank between the arc of your thighs. “pft. i was clearing my throat, obviously. you humans and your delusions-”

“nooo, i heard it,” you cheekily simpered, pinching his cheek. that earned a disgusted glower from him before you brought your fingers back toward behind his ear. “i scratched behind hereeee ‘n then . . you made that sound.”

the demon’s breath hitched once he felt the tip of your stubby thumb leisurely trail its way near behind his ear. instantaneously, his ear even twitched at your delicate touch and his eyes were just whining for more. for once, sukuna doesn’t have a witty remark and he’s just allowing you to toy your fingers against his balmy skin.

“stupid …. it wasn’t a purr. that’s insulting.”

“oh, my bad. what was it then?”

sukuna glares at you, and you return with a smug expression. damn.

sighing, sukuna’s shoulder slacken. “whatever. anyways,” he grumps, his chin sitting back onto your right leg. crimson eyes flicker up toward you before he pouts. “scratch behind my ear again. see what happens.”

“or what, you’ll purr again? ooh. scary.”

sukuna’s cheeks were so flushed - on the very cusps of shading into a bright hue of vermillion before he scoffs. “ha! do it. you wo- mmmmrr-”

cutting him off, you give him a good scratch behind his ear once more, and again—that sound comes out. a soothing, content purr from sukuna that cutely makes his whole body faintly rumble against your thighs.

it wasn’t just the purring, it was all of his changing body language that occurred too.

whenever your fingers would swiftly dash across the sensitive territory that was located behind his ear, sukuna turned into an entire different person. his eyelids would hang low, his nose would twitch, and his usual grumpy expression would slowly switch to a more… tame one.

it’s like your fingers had some sort of magic, and it irritated him but it also made him . . craving more of your touch. “there there,” you hummed, feeling him relax against your touch. your fingertips were always so gentle, dancing down the outer edge of his ear as the low, purring noise continued.

it only lasted for a few seconds but to sukuna, it felt like many, many hours..

the scratching had him nearly hypnotized - and he was already closing his eyes, forgetting all about his horrible day. you silently watched as the curse’s pink slit brows curled apart from its usual furrow, and you could almost see his pout turning into a tiny smile.

it’s a half-almost smile, and sukuna’s starting to feel himself eventually falling asleep.

“such a cat,” you teasingly mumbled, hearing his ragged breaths suddenly come to a mesmeric slow. sukuna deeply sighs, cool puffs of air from his nostrils falling against your thighs. you weren’t sure if he was fully asleep or not, so you gave him a soft poke.

nothing.

giggling, you laid back against his throne as he remained in his same spot—head laid on your thighs as he was kneeling before you. you don’t think you’ve ever seen sukuna so relaxed. he’s usually so angry - so full of hate and uncontrollable rage but now, he looks finally at peace.

at peace in his favorite spot - between your thighs.

in a soft lulling voice, you gave his head a small pat before leaning down to kiss his forehead. “i love you, ‘kuna. sleep well.”

“hng- i love …. you too, little one.” he’d groggily reply, pressing plush lips against the crevice of your thigh.

“never talk about this again, by the way. or els-”

you interrupt his tiny threat by scratching behind his ear one more time and sukuna purrs even louder than before. it’s more high-pitched this time, and he opens his eyes before a pink tint spreads across his face once he realized he purred again.

“d- damn it..”

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beausophia22

2 years ago

omg ok i’m sorry this’ll be the last one for now i feel bad 😭😭 but eddie x fem!henderson!reader with mutual pining and dustin is totally sick of it and just tells eddie what reader thinks of him and when eddie approaches her she’s just like “dustin you little shit”

i’m sorry again for putting so many requests in 😭🫶🫶

NO NO SEND MORE COREY BABY I LOVE YOUR REQUESTS I LOVE GETTING EDDIE REQUESTS HON

dude i love henderson!reader it's probably my favorite thing fucking ever

also!! in my head the reader is adopted, i don't want anyone to feel like they aren't being included bc they don't look like dustin :)

part two

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You always volunteered to drive Dustin and his friends to Eddie Munson's trailer for Hellfire.

It wasn't because you cared about your brother, it wasn't because you wanted to be helpful, it wasn't for any good sentimental big sister reason. No.

You drove Dustin to Hellfire because it gave you an excuse to see Eddie, the boy you'd been crushing on since your freshman year.

Eddie didn't know this, of course. He thought you were like, a good person or some shit, no matter how vehemently Dustin tried to convince him that could not possibly be further from the truth. You were nice, but you weren't gonna waste your time doing stuff for your little brother. That wasn't like you at all.

"Stop shitting on your sister, man," Eddie said, rolling a die. "She drives you to Hellfire, she obviously really cares about you."

Dustin sputtered. "Cares about me!? Sure, but like, not enough to waste her time driving me, Mike, and Lucas here! She drives us cause she's - " Dustin shut his mouth, eyes wide.

Eddie raised an eyebrow. "Cause what, Henderson?"

Dustin shook his head vigorously. "Nah, she would kill me if I told you."

Eddie licked his lips. "Ooh, so your sister has a secret?"

Dustin looked absolutely terrified.

"Tell us, tell us," Eddie started chanting, and before long everyone else had joined in.

Dustin was scared of you, but he was more susceptible to peer pressure. "(Y/N) drives us cause she has a giant crush on Eddie!" Dustin covered his mouth.

Eddie's mouth dropped open. "No fuckin' way, man, you're makin' shit up." He laughed. "Tell us the truth, Henderson."

"It is the truth!" Dustin insisted. "She like, talks about you all the time, like to her friends and stuff. She thinks your rings are really hot." Dustin winced.

"Dude, your sister really likes me?" Eddie asked, leaning forward with wide eyes.

"Yeah, but don't give her a hard time about it, okay? She's sensitive to rejection, man."

Eddie snorted. "Give her a hard time? Nah, man, I'm gonna ask her out."

"What!?" Dustin shrieked. "No, no, siblings are off limits."

Eddie smirked. "Too bad you don't make the rules." He checked his watch. "Oh, and it looks like she'll be here in just a few minutes to pick you up." He rested his feet on the table and reclined back in his throne. "Dude, why didn't you tell me sooner? Your sister's hot as hell, man, I'd go out with her in a heartbeat."

Dustin groaned, covering his face. "That's disgusting, Eddie."

A banging sounded at the door. "Dustin!" you yelled. "Hurry your ass up!"

Eddie perked up. "I'll get it!"

"No, no, Eddie, no!" Dustin begged, but Eddie was already running toward your knocking.

"Let's g- Eddie?" You looked at him, eyes wide. "Oh, um, hi." You swallowed.

"Hey, Henderson." Eddie relaxed against the doorframe, grinning at you. "So, Dustin told me you have a crush on me."

Your mouth dropped open in horror. "DUSTIN I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU - " You started toward your little brother, who screamed.

Eddie held you back. "Nah, nah, (Y/N), let him be. If he hadn't told me I wouldn't have known I could ask you out."

You stared dumbly. "Ask me- What?"

"Wanna go out with me? I mean, I know you're totally out of my league, but - "

"Fucking hell yeah," you replied breathlessly.

Eddie grinned. "Great. Here, tomorrow night at nine? You can pick a movie."

"Sounds awesome." You were still in shock.

"Oh, and here." Eddie slipped off one of his rings and handed it to you. "Since you think they're so hot." He winked.

You glared daggers into Dustin. "You fucking owe me, you dick."

"Yeah," Dustin squeaked.

"Let's go." You grinned at Eddie. "See you tomorrow, Munson."

Eddie grinned back. "See you then."

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beausophia22

2 years ago

You were meant to be mine

Pairing: Peter Parker x Fem! reader

A/N: As usual 18+, this is not for minors so minors DNI, please keep scrolling. Inspired by Jamie Muscato's wonderful voice in the Heather Musical, Meant to be Yours. Now, here is Meant to be Mine. If you don't know the song, listen, come back, and enjoy! :) Alsoooo, this is not good behavior, it's toxic, if someone you know or you deals with someone or something like this in real life please get them or yourself help.

Summary: Toxic Peter Parker, reader who's trying to leave her boyfriend who's changed from the "nice guy" she thought she fell for.

Word Count: 2,100+

Warnings:

dubcon, rough sex, breeding kink, cock warming, toxic ex, mentions of arguing, choking

You sat on the floor of your shitty New York apartment, Queens wasn't the best but you didn't expect things to get this fucked up...

Peter wasn't himself anymore, or maybe it was all an act. Your head just spun, but that's not even the reason you were sitting on the floor. You sat on the floor because you had no furniture, it was only day two in the new place. One day when Peter was at work you packed all your shit and left, you couldn't take it anymore, not after that night.

The sweet soft brunette you fell in love with. Always adorn in skinny jeans and oversized sweaters or hoodies, such a beautiful boy. You met through his Aunt May. It was a bit strange but you both went to the same laundry mat and just clicked. She joked how perfect you'd be with her Peter, and it was true, for a while. You did this a lot, sat and just thought. What a shitty way to spend valentine's day... you saw so many couples leaving earlier, you'd be shocked if anyone else was even home in the building.

To make up for a lack of rent money and being late you agreed to clean the building, which was quite the task with the lazy manager and handyman who half assed everything. That's how you always knew things, who was home, who wasn't and got to meet lots of the neighbors. Random things would remind you of that night Peter snapped. The way he yelled and broke a frame you got him for Christmas with a picture of you both... that was the last straw. Your Peter would never do that. He wouldn't even raise his voice at you.

While humming away to yourself, just sitting in the quiet to relax your mind. To try and forget Peter, and just wait for your pizza. It was all you could afford that would last the long weekend. Finally a knock, it was here.

You jumped to your feet with a smile, so excited for the cheesy goodness to melt on your tongue. You opened the door, wallet in your hand to give the delivery driver a tip. "Hi, uhm- Peter?" You froze completely, dropping your wallet shocked. He found you? He found you... of course.

"Hi, I just wanted to come by and apologize. I'm so sor-," you slammed the door right in his face. Heart aching and eyes tearing up. What the fuck is wrong with him? "Y/N! Open the door please, please Y/N." He said with an ache in his voice, the same one you'd likely have. He sounded like the Peter you once knew and loved.

"Y/N please open the door, can we just talk? I don't wanna fight anymore I promise." He begged with a gentle knock. After about half a minute, he spoke again, knocking a little harder. "I know you're probably scared, I've been there. Please just let me in." His voice was soft and begging, almost pitiful. "Come on Y/N, can we not fight anymore?" It was nearly a whimper with how he begged and pleaded.

Not even five seconds later, one loud bang on the other side. "Y/N!" He shouted now with the anger you saw that day. Three loud bangs to the wood followed, you watched as the door shook, hinges threatening to bend. "Open the door!" He screamed making you flinch. The tears now falling one by one. "Please babe, can we just talk? I'm so sorry. I'm calm I swear." He was so whiney, completely different from before, soft like your Peter was.

"Please go away." You mumbled, holding your arms, almost like you were hugging yourself. "Baby please." He sobbed with a soft thud to your door, you looked through the peephole and there he was. Head pressed against the door, you watched as he heavily sighed and lifted his head back up, almost like he knew you were looking, he looked right at your peephole.

"Please Y/N. It's just me." His teary eyes made your heart throb, wanting nothing more than to open the door and pull him close to you. But you couldn't. This wasn't your Peter anymore. You wondered if he ever even was.

As you watched a moment longer, his facial expression completely changed, anger taking over, you winced afraid of what was to come. "Open the door or I will." His voice was a demand, a serious one you could tell. "Peter, other people live here! They'll hear you and come out if you try anything." You warned. He ignored you completely, "don't make me count." He almost chuckled at his own words.

After a pause, he kicked your door, and the door shook, the wood creaking. "One!" He shouted. "Peter stop!" You cried out as he kicked again, the wood was cracking and you could hear it. You don't know how much longer the old thing had in it. "Two!" He shouted again.

Before three, you broke into a sob, and looked away. Too afraid to react to the third kick. Nothing came, no kick, no screaming, no Peter. You wiped your eyes, checking the peephole. He was gone, you sighed out of relief. You don't know what made him leave but you were grateful. Right as you were going to head for your phone to call a friend, another knock. You didn't wanna check, why would he bother knocking though? So you looked through the peephole and behold, the pizza driver this time. But, actually.

"Hi order for Y/N." The driver greeted, box in hand. "Yeah, that's me." You sniffled a bit even with your big fake smile. "Okay, here's your pizza and I had to set down the sides bag, sorry about that. I almost dropped it, a bit heavy." They nervously remarked. You had ordered a two liter soda and some cheesy bread on the side, so it made sense it'd be heavy. "No problem." You shook your head with a small smile, grabbing the box, picking up your wallet you handed the driver a ten dollar bill. "Thanks so much." You said and turned away to set the box down. "Thank you, have a nice day." The driver called out as they walked back down the hallway.

You set the pizza down immediately, opening that bad boy up eagerly, mouth watering. I guess the pizza can maybe drown out the sadness and shitty feelings.

"Orange crush? Our favorite." The familiar voice from behind you left you drained of all color in your face. Your skin was crawling. "Peter you need to leave." Your voice was barely above a whisper. "Why? Please I just want to talk." He pleaded, approaching you, setting down the large bottle beside you. His figure absorbing your own, he was taller and more built than you, reminding you there was a reason you didn't want to be alone with him.

"Please baby." He said and gently grabbed your jaw, making your eyes meet his. Peter's eyes glanced at your lips as he moved in. Your head screamed no, a thousand times no. His touch made you warm inside though, and you haven't felt that way in a long time. His lips grazed yours and the sparks flew, he had you. He kissed you slow and passionate, as if to apologize with a kiss. You felt your brain melt and become scrambled as you got lost in the feel of him.

"Missed you." He groaned into your ear as he kissed down your neck, his bulge against your thigh. Every last bit of your common sense was leaving, the more he touched you, the more you wanted him.

He covered your neck in hickeys, paying so much attention to your sweet spots. "I'm gonna make it all up to you, gonna make you feel so good." His words left you needy and moaning. Desperate for something, it had been months since you and Peter had been intimate. Anytime he tried, you turned him down. Anytime you tried, he turned you down, or wasn't around. Now, finally, it was happening for the both of you. "Please just fuck me Peter." You pleaded as he slipped a hand into your sweats. Two of his fingers running up and down your slit over your panties.

"Say no more." He smiled and began to strip himself of his clothes. Not really giving you a chance to, he picked you up by your thighs, carrying you in such a way that allowed him press right against your aching pussy. "My room is," "I know." He interrupted and went straight into your room.

Before you could question anything he was on you, carefully removing your clothes, peppering your body with kisses as he did so. "So pretty." He mumbled against your skin as he sucked, kissed, bit and licked you all over. Your neck, chest, thighs all covered now with his marks. "I'm going to ruin any other man for you, understand? So," he paused and positioned himself against your hole. "If you even try to leave, and move on," he began to push himself inside you. Stretching your wet pussy to fit him like a glove. "You won't be able to baby." The words were a deep growl as he started to pound into you.

Helplessly you clawed at his back, just taking all he gave you. He was bigger than you remembered and god you were thankful for it. "Peter! Please more!" You whined as he immediately fulfilled that request.

He gave you all he had, bottoming out with each thrust, as fast and as hard as he could, fucking you dumb. Your head was empty and all you could register was pleasure. "I'm gonna fill this pretty pussy up with all my cum. Never gonna leave me understand Y/N? You're mine." You couldn't care what he said, so close to an orgasm. "Tell me you're mine, tell me you want it." Peter grabbed your throat, applying just the right amount of pressure.

"Oh god, want it so bad. Please fill up my little pussy Peter, it's all yours! I need it! Need you Peter!" You sobbed, legs wrapped around his waist, nails digging into his shoulders. "You won't ever leave me again, do you understand?" He groaned, his hand squeezing a bit tighter making you nod frantically. "I understand, oh fuck." You cried out, seconds from release.

The shame and embarrassment in the back of your head were fading the closer to your high you got. The feeling of him pounding you without mercy was so much. Such pleasure was foreign. “Go ahead and cum for me baby.” He moaned and kept it right at the same pace and strength. Peter’s voice, grunts in your ear helped you let go, you saw stars, vision spotty and everything was a blur. All you knew was pleasure, overwhelming everlasting pleasure. Well that’s what it felt like. His name was a never ending praise from your lips.

One that he seemed to love as his orgasm followed yours, “can’t wait to see how big your tits will get.” He groaned as he released rope after rope of his cum deep inside of you. “Gonna be such a good mom.” He kissed your lips, stilling inside of you. He laid his body on yours gently, staying inside of you.

His words and actions hit you, you didn’t take your birth control…. You haven’t for about a month. you had forgotten it when you were in a rush packing, and he would know that. He knew. He had you trapped again. “See, we fit so well together Y/N. I told you, you were meant to be mine.” Peter snuggled back into your chest happily. Maybe this is where you belong, he might be right… maybe you were meant to be his. “Happy Valentine’s day my sweet girl.”

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