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Study Session

Summary: Donnie and the reader are childhood friends going to college together and feelings run hot one night working on a biology project

Warnings: Shmut (sub! Donnie and unprotected sex, wrap it up folks, unprotected is only fun in fiction and monogamous relationships!)

Pairing: Donnie Darko x Fem! Reader

Notes: so like the smut was fun but I loved writing the dialogue between reader and Donnie, it was so fun to imagine them being tired and frustrated with their assignment and blaming the flies. First smut post hope y'all enjoy! (I did not proofread this have mercy on me). Divider by @saradika-graphics

Donnie and you had been friends as long as you could remember. You had grown up next door neighbors, running around the neighborhood, poking salamanders and making mud castles. Then later as soon as you got your license, the two of you drove around looking for anything to do in your sleepy Iowa town. You'd been together forever, always had each other's backs and been there for each other through your darkest moments. You knew almost everything about Donnie, except one thing. What you didn't know was that he had been pining after you since he could recognize the difference between girls and boys. You didn't know that he had picked the college he did simply because you were going there and he couldn't stand the thought of not being able to see you. And you didn't know that every night Donnie lay awake with his hand in his pants and his eyes closed, thinking of the way your hair smelled and how the sun shone off your skin. He was addicted to you, obsessed. One time you left your hoodie at his dorm, he had cherished it. He kept it in a box in his closet, secluded and safe, taking it out to bury his face in your scent as he rutted helplessly into his bed. The poor boy wanted you so bad it hurt. Of course it wasn't just that he thought you were hot, a lot of girls were hot, no it was the fact that you never treated him like a bomb about to go off, never looked at him like he might snap and run at you with a broken glass. You treated him like a normal friend, even after the shit show with the flooded school and the inspirational speakers house. But the fact that you were everything he ever wanted in a girl, strong, confident and forceful, didn't hurt.

Now Donnie was smart and Donnie was brave but he was terrified to admit any of this to you. He was so scared of ruining what you had that he held it back, content with his fantasies and his right hand, left if he was feeling adventurous.

One night you were sitting together, chewing your pencils and scratching your head over a biology project. The results of your trials weren't lining up the way they were supposed to and you just couldnt figure out what was going wrong. Donnie sat back with a sigh and stretched his cramped back.

"I dunno man have you considered that maybe the flies are just fucking stupid or something?" He asked, to frustrated to think of any actual ideas "maybe tomorrow we can print off an instruction manual of what they're supposed to do and they can read it with their weird ass little eyes"

You huffed a distracted laugh as you looked over the spreadsheets for the millionth time

"Sure let's tell them that they're giving they're larvae the wrong birth defects and that they need to try harder" You let your head fall, thumping against the textbook on your mattress

"I don't know what's going wrong, maybe the dosages in the food is wrong?" You asked, voice muffled. Donnie looked down at you. Your were laying on your stomach and your shirt had rode up, exposing the dip of your back. He swallowed, funny how an inch of exposed skin and the curve of your ass in shorts could make his brain short circuit.

"Yeah uh, we could try that"

You looked back, frowning slightly.

"You good Donnie? You look all sweaty are you sick?" You asked, tilting your head to the side. Donnie gave a bright and only slightly forced smile and gave you a thumbs up. As soon as you turned away he hurriedly grabbed a throw pillow and held it on top of his lap. He groaned internally, why did he always feel like this in the most inconvenient times? He didn't want to be one of those gross guy best friends that only spend time with a girl because they want to fuck her, but he needed you so badly. He could have drooled over the sight of the how your clothes hugged your body, how your shoulder moved as you turned pages.

Donnie took a deep breath, he couldn't stand it anymore. Even if you rejected him it would still be better than this halfway hell of agonizing over you day and night

"Y/N, I..I wanna..I gotta say something" Donnie mumbled, twisting the tassels on your pillow. You sat up and looked at him.

"Is it why you been acting so weird for the last 20 minutes?" You asked, pushing your hair back "do I have something stuck in my teeth?" You lifted your hand to your mouth in worry.

"Nonono, your teeth look great, you look great , I-" Donnie flushed with nerves. He could string together a rant about smurfs or rabbits or why he hated fakey VHS messiahs but as soon as he wanted to just say he liked you it was all jumbled up. You were so close to him, he could see the faint freckles on your nose. He didn't think about doing it, he just knew that a moment later his lips were pressed to yours and it was everything he ever wanted. He didn't care if you slapped him and never wanted to speak again, it was worth it for a moment of feeling your plush lips and being enveloped in your scent. He broke away, lips parted and pupils blown wide.

“Sorry uh-" he didn't even get to finish his sentence before you had pushed him back onto the bed, kissing him hard. Donnie moaned and threaded his hands into your hair. You were both inexperienced and the kiss was all tongue and teeth but still the heat pooled in your core. You pulled away for a moment to breathe, looking down at Donnie. His lips were swollen and pink, his hair messy and his cheeks flushed.

“Y/N, fuck, need..need you" he whimpered, tugging at your waist band. He felt like his brain was melting, you were so pretty and he was so hard and he needed you so badly it hurt.

“Please-please I-” Donnie felt you wrap a hand around his cock and he gave a whimper that sounded like he was about to cry.

"Need what?” You teased. You knew full well what he wanted, your pussy warm and wet around him. But you weren't going to let him have it that easy, he'd get spoiled.

“Wanna fuck you, please Y/N, I'll make you feel so good I just need you, needa be inside you.." Donnie begged, pressing kisses to your neck and face. “Please" he whispered into your skin, drunk on the strawberry scent of your body wash.

“So polite aren't you?" You murmured to Donnie as you cradled his face in one hand. You shifted your legs to pull off your shorts. Donnie looked down with wide eyes and swallowed dryly.

“Cat got your tongue?" You laughed as you tugged down his pants and boxers to his knees. Donnie looked back at you. His eyes were huge, they always were but this time they seemed almost glassy with awe.

“You're so pretty" he whispered, lifting his hands to your hips. You smiled and kissed him slowly as you sank down onto him. Donnie groaned into the kiss, his hips bucking unconsciously. It felt so much better than he could have imagined, tight and hot and velvet soft, rippling around him. He bit his lip trying not to cum instantly. A shock of electric pleasure shot through him when you started to ride him. He couldn't control the sounds he made. He didn't know if he was talking or whimpering or what but his mouth was open, praise and pleasure dripping from his lips.

“Feel so good inside me" you panted, hips raising and falling, the obscene sound of your skin together filling the dorm. Your hips burned but the pleasure was enough you couldn't stop. You were lost in the pleasure when you felt Donnie grab your hips, halting your movement. You looked down in confusion, seeing Donnie with his eyes clenched closed.

“Donnie? Are..are you ok?" What if he wanted to stop? Had you done something wrong?

“Just..just gotta..hold on for a second" Donnie mumbled, face flushing red. His cock throbbing, desperate to cum. You looked down at him, a knowing grin spreading across your face

“Were you about to cum?" You asked, mirth in your voice. Donnie flushed even redder

“Not my fault you're..fucking good at this!" He protested, taking a few deep breaths to back himself away from the edge. You laughed, your head tipping back. Donnie couldn't believe how beautiful you were. He gripped your hips again, thrusting his hips up. The tight wet heat was intoxicating, he felt like he could drown in your scent and die a happy man. You were his goddess and his altar and he would worship any way he could. As you started to move again Donnie bit back a whimper as his cock throbbed.

“So pretty, so fucking pretty" he whispered, pressing his lips to your neck. Your lips pressed together in a messy and desperate kiss. Donnie fucked you like he wanted to be part of you, whimpering desperate pleas and praises as he thrust his hips up automatically. He could feel his climax building, rushing up on him and he gripped your hips tightly.

“Can’t-nnh-can’t stop-Y/N-” he grunted, he could feel your hot breath panting on his neck as you bounced above him. He reached down and pressed two fingers to your clit, rubbing in a circular motion, entranced by how wet you were. The additional stimulus made your brain short circuit and you gave a breathy moan, Donnie wanted to record that and play it on loop until he came dry.

"hh-fuck-hh” Donnie couldn't string together a sentence as he held himself back from cumming. He didn't want to cum before you, he wanted to serve you, to be good. Above him he felt you seize, your pussy rippling around him as you gasped. He felt a gush of slickness over his hand and he couldn't help himself, cumming hard with a whimpering moan of your name. As he lay, panting and sweaty with you laying on his chest one thought crossed his mind.

“Best fucking study sesh ever"

Charlie

CRYING SCREAMING THROWING UP

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but daddy i love him | Axel Kovačević x Fem Reader

Request: Could you please do series where reader is sensei wolfs daughter and he doesnt want them to be together but during the sekai taikai they meet in his room and confess their feelings, spicy mabye - and you could add like wolf finds out or smthn else

summary: Being Sensei Wolf's daughter had it's ups and downs. On one hand, you could kick some serious ass. On the other you were off limits to his students. Especially to the one you favored the most. Limits did have to come to a close as you are 18 now, the ripe age of being an adult that can make her own decisions. With your dad's approval of course.

Wc 2.5K Warnings: Fluff, smut, OVER 18+, minors dni, angst if you squint

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You and Axel traded blows with each other, your sensei waiting for someone to either get knocked off their feet or get knocked out entirely.

As Axel attempted to strike your shoulder, you caught his arm and pulled you both down to the mat, turning him over on to his back.

"Enough!" Sensei Wolf cuts the fight off before it can go further. Standing up from your spots, the tall dark haired figure stood quietly gazing over his captains for Sekai Taikai.

"That is all for today," he dismisses you after a moment of silence.

"I will see you both in the morning," he gives you the bow of respect. The both of you return the notion before turning on your heel to leave the training studio in the hotel.

The Sekei Taikai was here and had your sensei whom also held the title of your father, was on edge because of the competition. Two new teams rose from out of nowhere and your father saw it as threat.

He had you and your co-captain Axel, training every second you weren't in an event, sleeping, or eating.

"Xiǎolóng!" Your father calls out to you before you can exit the room. Axel continued on, recognizing the familiar nickname knowing 'little dragon' was not meant for him, but for you.

Sensei Wolf walked up to you, reaching a hand up to hold the side of your face gently.

"Good work today," he states before stepping past you.

Your father while hard on you, loved you very much. You were his only child and held a special place in his heart, to him you were the universe.

It was later in the evening, just past dinner when you make it back to your hotel room. You luckily had your own room allowing you to take advantage of a long needed shower.

After changing into a red tank top and black sleep shorts, you laid in your clean white sheets, taking in the comfort of the plush mattress beneath you.

You heard your phone buzz on the pillow next to you making you turn over on to your stomach. It was a text from your co-captain.

bestie for the restie: do you have more of that lotion?

You were up in an instant, slippers on, vitamin k lotion in your hand. Your sensei being your father, also meant you for forbidden to have any romantic relations with anyone from your dojo.

That unfortunately included your co-captain and best friend Axel Kovačević. The two of you had grown close, being Sensei Wolf's champions, it meant you had to be careful.

You knew you could never be more than friends, but it didn't mean you couldn't stare into Axel's dark blue eyes all day, or feel warm inside when he held you close during a sparring session.

So when your friend gives you an opportunity to be in close proximity without your dad around, you take it. Slipping on a hoodie, you grab your key card and head out.

The elevator ride wasn't long, luckily Axel's room was only a floor down from you. Butterflies swarmed your stomach, while you had hung out with Axel many times this time was different.

You two could finally be alone, secluded in one room. With a bed.

Stopping at his door, you knock lightly announcing your arrival. The door swings open revealing a damp haired boy indicating Axel had just taken a shower, and wore a plain black t-shirt with white gym shorts.

"You knocked me on my ass today," Axel says bluntly arms crossed over his chest.

"You made me," you shrug nonchalantly.

"Right," he responds sarcastically, the corners of Axel's lips quirk up, a smirk forming across his face as you walked past him into the room.

"I can't wait for this tournament to be over you," you sigh plopping down on Axel's bed. "Here," you toss the lotion next to you.

Axel picks up the healing ointment, twisting the cap off while looking at your exhausted form.

"Why?" He asks curious as to why you wanted to get past this weekend together.

"My dad is driving me crazy," you confess. From your peripheral vision, you see Axel peel his shirt off and turn his back to the mirror.

"He wants you to win," Axel justifies.

"At what cost?" You question sitting up on your elbows. Your heart sank seeing the fresh new bruises lining down your friend's back. Seeing him struggle to apply on his back, you stood up and walked over to Axel taking the lotion from his hand.

"Here," you whisper squeezing out the ointment on to your fingertips. Gently, you rub in the vitamin k, making sure not to add too much pressure.

“Thank you,” he says looking over his shoulder down at you.

It takes everything inside you to not kiss away the injuries, to somehow not kiss his pain away. Your sensei was hard on you, but he was even harder on Axel.

He knew he was the best, and that meant there was no room for errors. Without realizing your actions, you laid your head on Axel’s back wrapping your arms around his toned torso.

He followed suit by laying a hand over yours, enjoying the feeling of you so close to him, without fighting for once.

Axel too had developed feelings for his co-captain, and settled for the idea of only keeping her as his best friend. To dishonor his sensei scared the hell out of him.

But as he turned to face you, you fluttered your long lashes up at him, he couldn’t help but lean down and go for what he’s always wanted. You.

Your heart races as you notice Axel inch towards you, but your thoughts get the best of you. Placing a hand on his chest, you step back and go to sit on the bed.

A look of hurt feigns on your teammates face, a look that made your heart hurt.

“I’m sorry, I thought-“ he began but you shook your head.

“No, I’m sorry,” you apologize looking down at your feet. Axel walks towards you, bending down on his knees to your level.

“Sorry for what?” He’s confused. “I misread the situation.”

You can’t help but tear up at his words, he was so far from how you felt.

“You didn’t,” you admit truthfully. Axel’s eyebrows furrow, noticing the glossy shine your eyes held. “I love you.”

You wipe away the the small droplets that fell on to your cheeks.

“I have loved you since we were fourteen years old, and I have had to hold back and watch you talk to other girls that weren’t me, that weren’t your sensei’s daughter,” you spill your heart out. “And all I want to do is love and take care of you without having to worry about you being hurt.”

Axel processes your words, finally understanding the situation at hand. You both had fallen for each other, and remained silent about it because of your sensei.

“Y/n,” Axel speaks up after a moment of silence. He reaches a hand out to wipe away your stray tears. “I love you too. And I would fight to the ends of the earth to be with you.”

You couldn’t take it anymore. You loved Axel and you wanted nothing more than to show him how much.

This time you take charge, grabbing ahold of the back of his head, you pull him into you smashing your lips together.

It feels like he was the missing puzzle piece you were missing when your lips follow in sync with one another’s.

Your hands roam over Axel’s chest and torso making their around his shoulders as he kept on hand around the back of your neck and the other running down your side.

There’s a turn in your stomach as you both move back on to the bed, sharing opened mouth kisses. Axel laid between your legs that remained bent on either side of him.

As you came up for air, you let a soft moan when Axel took his time laying feverish kisses down your neck and collarbone.

You begin to feel the hardness between your bodies, making you bite your lip.

“Axel,” you breathed out thrusting your hips up to meet his. “I want you.”

He tore away from your skin, wanting to make sure he heard you correctly.

“You what?” His eyes are searching for yours, the lust invading your eyes making him blush.

“I want you,” you repeat louder tightening the hold you held around his waist.

“Are you sure?” Axel inquires, pressing a soft kiss to your nose.

“Yes,” you respond with no hesitation.

You two were adults now. You called the shots. And you were sure you wanted all of Axel Kovačević and he wanted all of you.

It’s new, the sensation of it all, you both take a moment to adjust to the vulnerable state.

He’s bigger than you had expected, your body swallows him deliciously, it takes all his strength to not ruin you and take you the way he wants to.

But he waits for you, he wants you to feel the same feeling he does. Axel kisses you through your pain, holding your hands beneath him.

And when the burning feeling subsides, you began to moan at the sudden pleasure you felt in the pit of your stomach.

Both flushed, the two of your bodies moved in sync chasing the peak of satisfaction.

Axel reaches his high as your face twists with pleasure, whimpers falling from your beautiful mouth as he continued to thrust his release into you.

You withered at the feeling, his lips finding yours in an instant wanting to seal this moment with a kiss.

You’re in his arms within minutes, his chin resting over your shoulder from behind you, legs intertwined.

“When did you know?” you spoke up breaking the comfortable silence. “When did you know you loved me?”

A small smile came across Axel’s face, he couldn’t help but press a quick kiss to your bare shoulder lovingly.

“You came into dojo, wearing your black shoes, messy shirt,” he began to explain. You knew he was referring to your black high top converse and your favorite pink crop top that may have had a few purposeful holes in them.

“Your father was upset because you are usually early, but that day you showed up five minutes till practice because you stopped to get me candy to cheer me up,” you could hear the smile on his face.

“You texted me you had a bad day,” you remembered when he sent you a message at lunch complaining about one of his classes and his struggle with the teacher.

You’d do anything to make Axel happy, and nothing made him happier than a piece of chocolate.

“I just wanted to see you happy,” you grin squeezing the arm he kept around you.

“And that is why I love you,” he murmurs along your skin. “Now it is my turn to make you happy.”

He turns you on to your back, and makes sure you get your happy ending, in a more personal way.

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When morning comes, you both dread having to hide your new kindled romance away from your dad but feel excitement at the prospect of you and Axel finally being together.

“Once more,” you beg pouting up at the tall boy who stood with you at his door.

“One more,” he warns you playfully before giving you one final kiss.

“See you soon,” you say pulling back from him.

“I will see you in a bit,” Axel promises watching you back away.

You can’t contain the smile on your face as you press the button for the elevator, when it opens you don’t notice the other figure standing inside of it.

“Good morning, Xiǎolóng,” your father greets you as you stood still in front of the double doors.

“Daddy,” you attempt to keep cool, hurriedly walking into the elevator, pressing your floor number.

“Where are you coming from?” He asks seeing you still in pajamas and on a different floor than your room.

“(Y/n!)” A hand is suddenly shot through the closing doors, Axel standing on the other side keeping it from closing.

“You forgot your…” you cringe as Axel holds out the bruise cream, suddenly noticing his sensei standing beside you.

Sensei Wolf’s eyes fall to a small red blotch sitting just above Axel’s collarbone, and turns to you taking in the messy state of your hair and bright pink blush on your face.

“You little-“ Axel is thrown up against the wall across from you, your father holding him up by his muscle shirt.

“Daddy stop!” You beg attempting to wiggle your way between them.

“I’m gonna kill you with my bare hands,” he seethed his grip never loosening. You angrily pushed your way between them, shoving your dad back.

“Don’t touch him!” You shout standing in front of the boy you loved. “Daddy, I love him!”

You father glares down at your protective state, knowing damn well he’d never lay a hand on you.

“You are not to be involved with my students,” he repeats the rule he gave you when you were twelve years old.

“I’m eighteen years old and so is Axel, we can see whomever we like,” you stood your ground. Sensei Wolf flared with anger, not liking his captains are now affiliated.

You had gone against word. But at the same time, he couldn’t help but feel just the tiniest bit of pride for his daughter. You were an adult and very well could make your own decisions.

“I love your daughter sensei,” Axel speaks, your father’s eyes cutting over to the boy behind you. “She is my best friend and I love her with all my heart.”

Sensei Wolf watches as you and Axel hold each other’s hand, finding comfort within one another.

“We will discuss this later,” your father states before walking out of the elevator shooting one last glare to Axel.

You let out a deep breath when the doors close, turning to face the panting boy.

“Perfect timing," you say sarcastically to the whole situation,

"You stood up to your father for me," Axel says staring down at you in awe.

"Of course I did," you tell him like it was the most easiest thing to do.

He grabs the sides of your face, leaning down to press his forehead against yours.

"I love you," Axel reminds you making you melt beneath his touch.

"I love you too," you grin snaking up your arms around his neck.

Before you could kiss, the door open again, this time revealing your teammate who held her phone up indicating she was live.

"Damn, it's about time you two," Zara exclaims pointing her camera over at you both. "These two fools are finally together after years of pining."

You and Axel laugh as she goes back to her followers, knowing she was in fact right. After years of hiding each other's feelings, you could finally be together.

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(a/n: so i don't usually write smut, its still pretty new to me so hopefully this was okay!! more things on the way!)

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