ββTHROUGH A RAPISTβS EYESβ (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. it may save a life.) Reblog this!
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It seems that alot of attackers use some tactic to get away with violence. Not manyΒ people know how to take care of themselves when faced with such a
situation. Everyone should read this especially each n every girl in this world.Β THOUGHT THIS WAS GOOD INFO TO PASS ALONGβ¦
FYI - Through a rapistβs eyes! A group of rapists and date rapists inΒ prison were interviewed on what they look for in a potential victimΒ and here are some interesting facts:
1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle.
They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid,Β or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely toΒ go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not commonΒ targets.
2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for womenΒ whoβs clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissorsΒ around to cut clothing.
3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching throughΒ their purse or doing other activities while walking because they areΒ off guard and can be easily overpowered.
4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at isΒ grocery store parking lots.
5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.
6] Number three is public restrooms.
7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a womanΒ and quickly move her to a second location where they donβt have toΒ worry about getting caught.
8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouragedΒ because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that goingΒ after you isnβt worth it because it will be time-consuming.
9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,orΒ other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in theirΒ hands.
10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close toΒ the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convinceΒ these guys youβre not worth it.
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POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:
1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage orΒ with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and askΒ them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk:
canβt believe it is so cold out here, weβre in for a bad winter. NowΒ that youβve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up,Β you lose appeal as a target.
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2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front ofΒ you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked toΒ said theyβd leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she wouldΒ
not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASYΒ target.
3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate ofΒ it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPERΒ SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.
4] If someone grabs you, you canβt beat them with strength but you canΒ do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist fromΒ behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and
armpit or in the upper inner thigh - HARD. One woman in a class thisΒ guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who wasΒ trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skinΒ and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinchingΒ yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.
5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from aΒ particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guyβs parts itΒ is extremely painful. You might think that youβll anger the guy andΒ make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our
instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot ofΒ trouble. Start causing trouble, and heβs out of there.
6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushingΒ down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using
much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles crackedΒ audibly.
7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware ofΒ your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see anyΒ odd behavior, donβt dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel
little silly at the time, but youβd feel much worse if the guy reallyΒ was trouble.
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FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL β¦.
I know you are smart enough to know these pointers but there will beΒ some, where you will go βhmm I must remember thatβ After readingΒ forward it to someone you care about, never hurts to be careful inΒ this crazy world we live in.
1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on yourΒ body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.
2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New OrleansΒ : if a robber asksΒ for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away fromΒ youβ¦. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or
purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD INΒ THE OTHER DIRECTION!
3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the backΒ tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving likeΒ crazy. The driver wonβt see you but everybody else will. This hasΒ saved lives.
4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating,Β working, etc., and just sitΒ (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DONβT DO THIS! TheΒ predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity forΒ him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tellΒ you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.
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5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, orΒ parking garage:
a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be
hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside theΒ passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFOREΒ RIDING A TAXI CAB) .
b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from theΒ passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pullingΒ them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into theirΒ cars.
c. Look at the car parked on the driverβs side of your vehicle, andΒ the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearestΒ your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get aΒ guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFEΒ THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)
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6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells areΒ horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).
7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYSΒ RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times;Β And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!
8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It mayΒ get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was aΒ good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathiesΒ of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and oftenΒ asked βfor helpβ into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is whenΒ he abducted his next victim.
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Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that theΒ world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and itβs better safe thanΒ sorry.
If u have a heart orΒ compassionΒ reblog this post.
βHelping hands are better than Praying Lipsβ β give us your helping hand.
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REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW
ATLEAST PEOPLES WILL KNOW WATS GOIN IN THIS WORLD.
So please reblog thisβ¦.Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.
I hope you all will Reblog. Lets See how many of you really care for this.
Warnings: 18+ only. Starts off angsty then gets to the smut. Softer than usual Wolffe because that man would be madly in love when he finds his special someone. Lots of Kissing. Possessive Behavior/Words. Dirty/Sweet Talk..but mostly Sweet. Exhibitionism Kink if you like squint! Oral Sex (female receiving). Penetrative, Unprotected Sex (wrap the shlong before you king kong my dudes). Slight Breeding Kink. Wolffe is insatiable yall!
Summary: You try to end things with Wolffe because you fear your relationship will end badly due to the rules set in place for the Jedi and the Clones. Wolffe convinces you otherwise.
A/N: Can you believe I finished another fic? Neither can I. It was about time for another Wolffe fic so here you go my lovely humans. I hope you enjoy. Comments are always always always appreciated so let me know how I'm doing please and thank you. I do apologize that I'm not tagging, it hasn't been working for some reason since post editor changed permanently to this new looking editor. I'll try to figure it out I swear! P.S. this is the second of hopefully many more submissions for @clonexreaderbingo
Something about seeing him so relaxed and loose tugged at the strings of your heart. It was a rare sight, one you thought he would only grace you with when the two of you are alone together. But here he was, throwing back whatever shit drink the bar offered him and his brothers, all the while smiling at Codyβs remark about the new shinies embarrassing themselves in front of Anakin and Obi-Wan. Youβre nursing your own drink in the corner, trying to find the best possible way to approach the booth without making a scene. Heβd told you before that almost everyone close to him knew of your relationship, but you felt weird about dropping the pretenses. You were his boss, after all. Well, not completely his boss, but a commanding officer regardless. If you started acting extra friendly, youβre not sure how the rest of the Wolfpack would take it.Β
As you swirl the spotchka around, you suddenly feel like someone is watching you, hunting you even. Thereβs only one man whoβs ever made you feel so heated and just as you look up from the glass in your hand towards the group of Clones you were previously studying, you notice Wolffe staring you down, the slightest hint of a smirk flashing at you in an attempt to get you to react to his attention.Β
Normally, youβd enjoy the subtle flirtatious expressions, even tease him a little to get a rise out of him before escaping to the nearest room to lure him for a private moment. Or, as private a moment as 79βs can offer a Jedi Master and a Commander of the Grand Republic Army.Β
But tonight was different. Tonight, you came out to the Clone bar to decide the best way to end things with Wolffe. It was the last thing you wanted to do, but you didnβt want to push your luck any further. Things were getting worse by the hour, and you couldnβt afford losing Wolffe all because some assholes in the Senate didnβt think he deserved to love or to be loved by someone. Then there was the matter of the Jedi Council, and how strict they were becoming. It was already frowned upon before the war, and it only took a few months into this galactic conflict for them to push their ideologies even harder on everyone at the Temple.Β
You would never forgive yourself if they punished him simply because you couldnβt stand being far away from him any longer. You narrow your eyes at Wolffe and down the rest of your drink, disappointed in yourself for not having the guts to tell him earlier.Β
And for knowing that you probably wouldnβt be able to do it tonight.Β
The smile on his face drops instantly when he notices you avoiding his gaze, and you curse yourself for ruining his night. It was going so well, and one look at you made the worry return to his mind again.Β
Clutching your robes tightly, you pay the bartender quickly before excusing yourself and heading towards the bathrooms in the back. You could feel the tears threaten to spill down your cheeks and the last thing you wished for is for someone to see you and make a huge fuss about it. As you push through the crowd, you feel those same pair of eyes hold you down harshly, as if they were refusing you permission to leave without confronting them.Β
Quickly wiping your eyes, you push open the doors and turn around to lock them behind you, only to nearly bump into the chest of the man you were hoping to avoid tonight. You gulp nervously, and before you can say anything, Wolffe tilts his head to the side and studies you closely, his eyes roaming down your body to see if anything needs his immediate attention.Β
When he finds nothing out of the ordinary, he takes a step closer to you and shuts the door behind him, not bothering to lock it as he continues to back you up until you hit the wall.Β
βIf I didnβt know better, Iβd think youβre trying to avoid me.β His gaze is direct, unfaltering in the haze of lust he was sending you under. You furrow your eyebrows and try to look anywhere else but him, but as always, he doesnβt give you the easy way out. Grabbing the bottom of your chin, he turns you until you have no choice but to look straight into his eyes and respond.Β
βWhat if I was?β Youβre not sure what pushes you to say something so defensive, but the chuckle it gets out of him makes you realize you had already lost whatever game he was playing with you.Β
βIβd say you should have gone to another bar.β Heβs right. You know this, and he definitely knows this too. The ease with which he continues to have an effect on you would normally be welcomed, but youβre pissed at him. Pissed for being so weak for him. For not bothering to put up a fight.Β
βBut here you areβ¦at the one place you knew I was coming to tonight.β Wolffe leans down and nudges your temple with his nose, breathing in the scent of your sweat and perfume, and forcing you to reach for him so you donβt topple over from the sheer amount of control he has on you.Β
βSo tell me meshβla, what have I done to deserve the cold shoulder?β He whispers the question in your ear, slowly sliding his hands down your body until they reach your waist. Youβre having a difficult time breathing, and you moan his name as you throw your head back when he squeezes your hips and pushes his chest impossibly closer into your own.Β
βI- you didnβtβ¦it,β you canβt form a coherent sentence, let alone a sensical thought, when youβre so overwhelmed by his presence alone. You thought he would laugh at you, but when his breathing becomes nearly as erratic as your own, you understand that he was genuinely trying to figure out if heβs done something wrong. His methods seldom changed, and you werenβt surprised that he was trying to get you to talk by touching you as intimately as possible without tearing your clothes off.Β
βDonβt tell me I did nothing wrongβ¦sir. Something must have happened, or else you would be begging me to have my way with you right now. So what is it? What have I done?β Wolffe repeats again, making you feel guilty for your behavior and for what youβve been thinking of doing since the last time you were together. You remind yourself that he deserves someone better, someone who wouldnβt compromise his position in the GAR all because of their messed-up religion. He deserved so much more than you.Β
And the mere mention of your rank made it worse.
βW-Wolffe, I umm, I canβt do this anymore.β You know this was the last thing he expected you to say because in the blink of an eye, heβs removing himself from you completely and putting space between your shaking body and his own wound up chest. When you muster up the courage to look into his eyes, a shiver courses down your spine.Β
It has been so long since heβs given you such a look, one that was filled with nothing but suspicion and guardedness. Heβs quiet for longer than you like, and when you reach for him in an attempt to console him, his frown deepens and he twitches away from you. You hadnβt expected such a reaction to hurt this much, but it does, and like before, you have no control over the stream of tears rolling down your chin. Again, itβs not what he expects to witness from you, certainly not after what you just declared to him, and when you sniffle to get yourself under control, he closes the space between you more aggressively than before, slamming his hands on both sides of your face and clenching his jaws tightly when he sees you pouting at him.Β
βI donβt know what Iβve done, I donβt. But Iβm sorry regardless. I am so very sorry. Whatever it is, we can talk it out. Itβs not worth throwing away all that we have. Please. Just- krifffβ¦tell me what it is I have done, and I will get down on my knees right now and beg for your forgiveness. But donβt do this, donβt give up on us.β In all your time knowing Wolffe, youβve never once heard him speak with such a tone. He was always assertive, confident and unwavering in his commanding presence.Β
But the only thing you could feel now is his fear.Β
βYou did nothing wrong, itβs meβ¦itβs all me Wolffe.β You know this wonβt be enough for him, but you try to convince him regardless. Then he drops his head against your shoulder and you know you wonβt be able to hold out much longer.Β
βI wasnβt born yesterday sweetheart. If youβve ever held an ounce of respect for me, youβll tell me what I did wrong. You owe me that much. I- I deserve to know.β If you didnβt know better, youβd think he was close to breaking down as well.Β
βI do Wolffe, I respect youβ¦more than anyone. You have to know that.β You hope he doesnβt turn away when you reach for him again, and as you cup his cheeks in the palms of your hands to raise his attention to you, youβre met with an expression you never thought youβd see on his features.Β
βYou havenβt done anything baby, itβs me. Itβsβ¦all me.β If you were a better person, you would have been consistent in your tone with him, but seeing him so torn down broke you, and you couldnβt not soothe him the way you always did whenever he comes back from a particularly difficult mission.Β
βYou deserve someone better Wolffe, someone who would never compromise your safety. Being with me is- itβs getting dangerous. The Council is becoming more strictβ¦the Senate even worse. If they court martial you because youβre with me, I- I donβt know what I would do.β Thereβs something so gut-wrenching about the way he refuses to look away from your moving lips, and when you stop talking, he doesnβt blink once, his cybernetic eye focusing in and out before slowly blinking along with the other.
βSomeone better?β Itβs clear that heβs still hurt by the word vomit you threw at him, but whereas his voice showed it earlier, the shakiness and reluctance is gone now, replaced with a menacing, almost angry tone that you were too familiar with, one that youβve witnessed during battle when his orders werenβt obeyed immediately.Β
βI canβt give you what you want Wolffe, not without hurting you eventuallyβ¦unintentionally. My- my religion, itβs becoming a threat to your well-being. Itβs not worth the hassle. I am not worth the hassle. You could do so much better than-β Whatever youβre about to say gets lost in the damp air of the room as soon as Wolffe decides heβs heard enough of what was on your mind. He grips your neck tightly, winding his other arm around your back and violently pulling you into his embrace as he swallows your surprised shrieks. Your frown deepens for another moment before you surrender yourself to the possessive kiss, and Wolffe must feel you melting into his arms because he growls against your lips and claims your tongue without remorse.Β
His hold on you only grows stronger when he feels your arms move to wrap around his neck, and when heβs sure youβre trying to get closer to him and not push him away, he tilts his head to the side and deepens the kiss, not caring for how messy or aggressive heβs being with you as he shoves his tongue past your lips and reminds you of what you could be missing if you got what you wanted and left him.Β
As the need for air becomes difficult to ignore, Wolffe breaks the kiss and gives the two of you a moment of respite. When he opens his eyes and finds your orbs glistening with unshed tears, he swears beneath his breath and lunges for you again, the hand around your throat loosening for a fraction of a second before tightening around your jugular and forcing you to accept his rejection of your wishes. You moan into the kiss, allowing him to take whatever he wants from you, knowing that he wasnβt going to allow you to go through with whatever it is you thought you could get away with tonight. When heβs content with the reactions of your mind and body to his touch,Β
βYou nearly broke my heart, ner runi. Donβt ever say that to me again!β Wolffe refuses to let go of you, afraid youβd leave the room thinking that he agreed to the sentiment you dropped on him a second ago. When you say nothing in return, he shakes his head and crushes you into his arms, nuzzling into your neck and breathing you in to attempt and calm his nerves. He prays that you give him some form of an answer that confirms your understanding of what he just said, but when you donβt, Wolffe sighs heavily and pulls back enough to take a better look at you.Β
βWolffe, we need to talk ab-β Again, he doesnβt care for what you have to say and cuts you off, letting you know that this was definitely the end of the conversation.Β
βNo, weβre done talking. You can keep your religion sweetheart, I couldnβt care less for its consequencesβ¦but donβt you fucking dare and ask me to abandon mine.β His voice is firm, the familiar unyielding articulation confirming to you that heβs already made up his mind on the matter. There would be no more on the matter.Β
As much as you hate to admit it, it feels like a bantha has lifted one of its feet off your chest. You look into his eyes and find them filled with a more familiar emotion, one that kept you going ever since you confessed your feelings to him. You thought it would be difficult to get him to accept your proposition, but you realize then and there that it was definitely harder for you to come to terms with your initial thoughts.Β
You slowly smile at him, and it must be what Wolffe needs to hear to forget the last few minutes because his touches become less crazed and more soothing, a level of intimacy youβre always yearning for when the two of you are away from each other for too long.Β
βAnd what...what is your religion?β You barely find the attention span to ask, the familiarity of his touch and his voice sending you down a spiral of lust-filled thoughts that only increased the longer Wolffe remained in your presence.Β
βYour body is my religion cyarβika, and Iβm not planning on losing my faith any time soon.β The confession is lewd, mostly because heβs using your weakness to drive the message home. But as dirty as the admission sounded on his lips, you couldnβt help but sink into his embrace, wanting to hear more of him so you could forget about why you were here in the first place.Β
βIs that s-so?β Youβre practically shaking in his arms, and Wolffe uses your momentary distraction to tug your robes apart and leave a trail of kisses down your neck to where he wanted to bite you most.Β
βYeah,β he licks at your skin, wishing with all his heart he could have you right then and there. Itβs not as if the two of you havenβt fucked at 79βs before. He just knew that you both needed something more, something that he can only accomplish in the privacy of his rooms.Β
βHereβs whatβs going to happen. Iβm going to excuse myself for the night, tell the boys I have to finish reports for the General.β He slips a hand underneath the edge of your shirt, drawing circles on your waist until you slowly begin to roll your hips into him.Β
βAhuh,β youβre not really paying attention to what heβs saying, your body already frozen with anticipation now that it felt his hands and his tongue leaving marks across it again.Β
βFocus,β he squeezes your ass, shaking it twice to get you to open your eyes and look past the haze to obey his next commands.Β
βYes sir.β You bite into your lip and giggle when he narrows his eyes at you and mumbles something about punishing you for being a tease.Β
βYouβre going to leave shortly after, something about being needed back at the Temple.β Your stomach twists in knots when you realize heβs using his βCommanderβ voice on you, and you canβt help but wrap your arms around his neck and mold your lips with his own when you remember the last time he used that same tone on you.Β
What a night it was.Β
βAnd where w-will I actually be going?β You ask as soon as Wolffe pulls you away and breaks the kiss.Β
βMy room baby, where youβll stay for the rest of the night.β He says matter of factly, as if you shouldnβt even be asking his such a question.Β
βPray tell, Commander. What will we be doing that- oh kriff, that will require me to spend the night in your quarters?β You throw your head back when his hand slithers up your body and cups your breast through your Jedi robes. You can almost feel the heat radiating off the palm of his hand, and the harder he gropes you through your clothes, the more you wish he would just push you down on all fours and fuck you into oblivion.Β
βWell, I donβt know about you sweetheart, but Iβll be practicing my faith...and worshiping every inch of your body until the only thing you can feel is me.β The smirk on his face would be menacing if you werenβt so used to it by now, and you gasp lightly when he leans down and bites the skin of your shoulder peeking from beneath your cloak.Β
βOh gods-β
βThatβs it, moan for me cyarβika. I want the whole fucking bar to know who makes you feel good.β Wolffe shoves your thighs apart and pushes his leg in between, slowly moving you back and forth on him to give you a preview of whatβs to come tonight.Β
βWolffe, please. I need you.β You fall forward against his chest, whining for him as he continues to move you across his thigh and dares you to come from such a simple touch.Β
βOh, now you need me?β You know heβs joking without looking at him, but the question throws you off guard and you snap your gaze up to see if he was hurt by what you said previously.Β
βI- I didnβtβ¦Iβm sorry.β
βNone of that.β Wolffe shakes his head, not wanting to ruin the moment by something so trivial. He slows down his touches but keeps you moving on him, hoping to distract you long enough to make this night a little better for the both of you.Β
βWolffe,β you call for him again, not in warning but in desperation, hoping that he can see how sorry you are for ever doubting what the two of you had.Β
βThat was cruel of me, forgive me sweetheart.β His voice is soft, so much sweeter than before, and youβre reminded by how quickly his mood changes whenever he senses youβre upset or angry.Β
βHow could you ask that when I am the one who hurt you?β You should drop it, everything that heβs done is proof that you should let this go and get back to more important matters, but you canβt stop yourself from asking him, wanting to know why heβs always so patient and caring with you when he was the one who deserved better.Β
βYou didnβt hurt me, cyare.β
βI did, I- I almostβ¦β
βYou could never hurt me, little one. Never.β Like before, he doesnβt care for whatever you have to say, not because he doesnβt value your words, but because he knows how difficult your relationship with him probably weighs on your mind.Β
Even from the beginning.Β
You study him for what feels like hours but is probably only seconds. And you wonder how anyone could ever think him cruel and rude when he was so loving and unbelievably long-suffering. Without warning, you throw yourself at him, mirroring his actions from before and shoving your mouth against his own to feel grounded. He doesnβt waste a second, pushing you harder against the wall and sucking on your tongue until you were a moaning mess in his embrace.Β
βF-fuck, if you keep that up, I wonβt- kriff, I wonβt hold back.β Wolffe rests his forehead against yours, trying to keep himself in check so he doesnβt end up embarrassing the two of you by what his body is willing to do.Β
βThen donβt!β
βYou want me to fuck you right here, where anyone can walk in and see you getting filled with my cock?β He shouldnβt be surprised by how wanton you are, and although he knows he should step away and put some space between you and him, he canβt help but retort with his own teasing comment.Β
βPlease Commander.β You lean up and kiss his jugular, nipping at the skin just above his armor and soothing it with another kiss before laying your head back and meeting his intense gaze.Β
βAlways playing dirty. Just for that, youβll have to wait.β Wolffe clears his throat and eyes you up and down before taking a few steps back. He barely manages to hold back from laughing when you stumble forward and nearly lose your footing. Youβre about to complain when he raises a hand and silences you, furrowing his eyebrows at you in an attempt to look intimidating.Β
βAnother word, and I wonβt give you my cock tonight.β He warns calmly, smirking immediately when you shake your head and tell him youβll be good.
βNo please, Iβll stop. Iβll behave, I swear.βΒ
βYouβll behave-?β The question trails until the room is silent again and you know instantly what you said wrong.Β
βCommander.β You whisper to him as you try to fix your clothes and hair so you donβt look like you were fucked against a wall by the Commander of the 104th Battalion. You donβt dare smile at him, afraid heβd misunderstand the gesture for another one of your teasing expressions and completely throw the night away.Β
βGood girl, now do as youβre told and I promise to reward you.β He watches you saunter past him and before you unlock the door, he smacks your ass quite harshly, watching you closely to see if you were going to behave or retort like you usually do.Β
βYes, sir.β You donβt dare give into his tricks, hoping to get through the next hour or so without getting distracted, or worseβ¦caught.Β
βOff you go.β He gestures for you to leave before him, and when youβre no longer in sight, he shuts his eyes and sighs in relief. Wolffe is not sure how the two of you got to where you are now, but considering the fact that he expected something like this to happen since you got together, heβs relieved that it was for reasons different from what his mind conjured up all those nights he spent alone in his bed.Β
You walk out and move towards the bar again, your eyes roaming across the busy bar and waiting until Wolffe walks out before you make sure that no one noticed the two of you together. He follows you soon after, finding you almost instantly and winking at you before he heads towards his men. You watch as he tells Sinker to give him his helmet, and you assume they all roll their eyes not a second later because he told them he needed to get some paperwork done.Β
But as soon as Cody looks at you, he knows what Wolffe is planning on doing, and before you can turn away from him, he raises his glass and smiles at you before downing the rest of his drink. You should be embarrassed at being seen, but something about the way the Commander gestures at you makes you smile, as if he was telling you that he hoped the two of you are okay. You shake your head at him and throw your hood up, walking to the Commander of the 21st Nova Corps to let him know youβll be leaving earlier tonight.Β
βAh General, I was wondering when youβll be joining us.β You smile at Commander Bacara and the boys, giving them a few credits to let them know the next two rounds were on you.Β
βSorry Bacara, Iβm calling it early tonight. Needed back at the Temple!β You feel bad for lying to him, but as always, he doesnβt ask for an elaboration, telling you that he hopes you donβt have to do too much paperwork while youβre still on break.Β
βSee you later,β you nod at him and the others when they salute you, and just as you walk out of the bar, you vaguely hear them yell for the droid making its rounds to get them a round of quanya.Β
βHmm, didnβt peg them for the type.β You mutter to yourself as you step out into the chilly Coruscant air, looking around to see if Wolffe was anywhere to be seen or if he has already left. When you donβt sense his Force signature nearby, you make your way towards the speeder bike Anakin lent you and bring it to life, trying your best to contain yourself so you wouldnβt be caught by another Jedi nearby.Β
You make your way through the streets as quickly as possible, and when you make it to the Temple, you park the bike nearby and think of the best way to make it through the barracks without being seen by any of the Mastersβ¦or Commanders.Β
Itβs not the first time you entered the barracks, and under normal circumstances, it wouldnβt be strange to see a Jedi making their way through the hallways. But it was nearly midnight, and you werenβt sure you could lie your way through a question if you were caught before you made it to Wolffeβs quarters. Youβre about to reach out to the Force to see if anyone is awake when you hear footsteps approaching you from behind. The familiarity of its warmness sets your mind at ease, and you take a deep breath before you turn to face him.Β
βCommander.β
βGeneral, is there something I can help you with?β Heβs putting on a show for the surveillance cameras, and you clear your throat before you tell him something about wanting to review the plans for the next mission.Β
βVery well,β heβs curt in his response, and you get the sense that he may be avoidant because he has about as much control around you as you do whenever you so much as hear the mention of his name.Β
βThank you, Commander Wolffe.β He nearly falters in his steps at hearing you call his name, and he swears beneath his breath as a way of warning. You nearly smile at his reaction, but you remember how closely the guards watch the cameras and you choose to switch your attention to the ground. Not another word passes between the two of you, and as you reach his room, you feel your heart threaten to leap out of your chest at the prospect of finally spending a night with him.Β
Up until now, the two of you had to make do with stolen moments and short breaks, whether on missions or back here. Neither of you have ever spent the night alone, and you find it fitting that tonight would be it. Itβs comforting and nerve-wrecking all at once, and as soon as you step into his quarters, you allow yourself to take in the calm before the storm.Β
Before the door slides completely shut, Wolffe is on you like a moth to a flame, nearly ripping your clothes off of your body as he pushes you down onto his bed.Β
βW-Wolffe, I-β You try to ask him why heβs so frantic and crazed all of a sudden but he lets go of you and stands to his height, making quick work of his armor in record time all the while keeping you still with the mere look in his eyes.Β
βI canβt do slow tonight, canβt wait another fucking second without having you.β You always admired how much care he puts into his armor whenever heβs taking it off or putting it back on, so seeing him drop each pass to the ground sends a zap of lightning down your spine.Β
You mirror his actions without another word, throwing your boots and socks away before struggling to take your pants off. Moments later, you feel the bed dip once Wolffe crawls towards you, his muscles flexing in such a menacing way that makes you fall back into the sheets and wait for him to tell you what to do next.Β
But then he says nothing, and youβre torn between asking him what he needs from you and letting you do whatever the fuck he wants. He reaches for the edge of your pants and tugs them right down your legs, not once blinking as he violently takes your sweater off and throws it somewhere behind him. Youβre left in nothing but your undergarments, and as you twist your arms to take your bra off, Wolffe shoves your thighs apart and makes space for himself in between.Β
βI need you, now.β His voice should terrify you, it should be enough of a warning for what he has in store for you. But you find it exhilarating, knowing that only you could get him to lose this much control. You try to reach for him, wanting to feel his skin beneath the tips of your fingers, but Wolffe shakes his head and grabs both of your wrists in one hand, slamming them above your head and tightening the hold he has on them while he slithers his other hand down your nude body.Β
βIf it were up to me meshβla, Iβd tie you to this fucking bed and have my way with you whenever I want. Iβd- kriff, Iβd fill you with my cum every minute of every fucking dayβ¦so everyone would know youβre mineβ¦so they know that Iβm yours.β He teases you through your panties, rubbing lazy circles across the damp spot quickly becoming larger.Β
βWolffe, pleaseβ¦take me.β You whine his name in desperation, hoping heβd finally give you his cock and end your misery.Β
βI swear to the maker sweet girl, Iβm going to fuck you all night longβ¦kiss every inch of you, mark you with my teeth and hands until youβre my very own altar. Iβm going to worship you baby, but only if you promise me one thing.β Wolffe slips his fingers beneath the flimsy material of your panties, rubbing at your clit furiously to get you to focus on him and him only.Β
βA-anythingβ¦anything Commander.β You turn to the side and kiss his forearm, hoping heβd see how willing you are to do whatever he asks of you.Β
βPray for me.β As you look bite into his skin, Wolffe pushes his hard dick into your cunt, not bothering to give you a moment to get used to being so full before he starts fucking into you with sharp thrusts. Youβre screaming his name instantly, arching your back from the sheer amount of pain and pleasure he was bringing upon you so quickly.Β
βFUck, there we goβ¦such a good fucking girl for me, screaming my name so sweetly. Go on ner Jetiiβika, tell everyone who fucks you like the perfect cockdumb whore you are.β He leans down and bites the top of your breasts, letting go of your wrists for a brief second so he can rip the last bit of clothing shielding you from his hungry eyes.Β
βWolffeβ¦f-ffuck, oh godsβ¦Wolffe!β You twist your fingers into his bed sheets, crossing your legs behind his back and whining for him when he descends down on you and sucks on your nipple. His hand seeks out your own, and when he intertwines his fingers with yours, he grunts and growls against your skin, reaching for the other breast and groping you harshly until the only thing you can feel is his tongue, and his hands, and his cock wreaking havoc on you.Β
Wolffe knows he should slow down, perhaps be a little less demanding with you. But something about seeing you in his bed when everyone else is asleep makes him more possessive, more needy with your body. And it didnβt help how you were reacting to his advances, how completely you surrendered your body to him without so much as a question. He opens his eyes and roams them over your already bruising skin, and when he finds you wanting for more, he increases his pace and fucks you until you couldnβt even breathe out his name.Β
You sense his gaze on you, and as you look through heavy-lidded eyes, you find him completely focused on your dazed expression.Β
βWolffe, I- I love you.β Youβre not sure what makes you say those words now, but a voice in your heart told you this was the right moment. Youβve spoken before about what this thing between the two of you was, and you knew, as well as he, that this would be it. There would be no one else, not for him, and definitely not for you.Β
But youβve never actually said those words out loud. Youβve said it in the way you kissed him, in the way you gave yourself to himβ¦and Wolffe had pretty much conveyed them to you with every stolen glance and every quick touch he managed to sneak when the two of you passed each other on the Generalβs ship.Β
Like before, Wolffe hasnβt expected to hear you part with such a confession, now of all times. He falters in his pace for a brief moment before he sinks his cock into you and stills completely, wanting to be as close and connected with you as possible when he finally said what heβs felt for you since you introduced yourself to him.Β
βNi karβtayli gar darasuumβ¦cyare.β You let out a quiet sob at the intimacy of the moment, and Wolffe wraps his arms around your neck and your waist to feel you against every bit of his skin. His thrusts are shallow, barely leaving you empty out of fear of losing this moment. You throw your arms around his neck and bring him flush against you, crying for him one last time as he seals your lips with his own and sinks into your wet cunt.Β
The world comes to a halt around you, and all you can feel is Wolffeβs lips claiming your mouth just as he fills you with his seed. You come with him, shaking softly in his arms as his hot cum shoots into you and coats your walls with proof of his need to mark every fucking inch of you. Itβs too much and not enough, and you push your heels into his ass in an attempt to bring him even closer to you. Itβs not possible, you know that, but you want nothing more than to have him sink into your body until you werenβt sure where he ended and you began.Β
Wolffe is fighting for his life, torn between giving you a second to breathe and quite literally stealing your breath to fill his lungs with your essence. He parts for a brief moment and looks at you, kissing your eyes softly before shoving his lips against yours again. You donβt dare ask him to give you a moment of respite, mostly because youβre sure you would miss him if he were to put space between your skin and his lips.Β
Suddenly, the world turns around and you break the kiss unintentionally, gasping in surprise when he turns the two of you around until heβs laying on his back and you on top of him. You smile against his jaw when you feel his hands slide down your back and grab at your ass. As he starts moving your hips back and forth, you nuzzle into his neck and breathe in his scent, licking and kissing his skin the more he fucks his cum deep into your cunt.Β
βW-Wolffeβ¦β
βIβm not done with you yet, ner karβta.β The promise is both teasing and terrifying, but you canβt find it in yourself to hesitate, not when he was promising you the stars all night long.Β
And he does, he brings you the heavens until you can no longer breathe without tasting the cosmos on your tongue. With every touch of his fingers, you beg him for moreβ¦more of his sweet words, more of his sinful kisses, more of his needy cock.
He fucks you until you lose your voice, and when heβs sure heβs rung your body of every ounce of pleasure it can offer him, he fucks you some more, filling your pussy until you were nothing but a mess, a mixture of his seed and your juices.
And then he pushes you down and parts your thighs to pull you apart with his tongue, and you feel that familiar heat rise in your chest all over again. You tug on his hair, torn between urging him to make you cum again and pleading for him to stop because you could no longer stand the pleasure. You were so sensitive, and Wolffe knew very well how painful the ecstasy was becoming, but some twisted part of him wanted to mark your cunt with his teeth and tongue as well. He wanted to devour you, body and soul. Your release comes in the form of a silent cry, and Wolffe laps up your mixed cum until you canβt take it anymore, softly pushing his shoulders away so he can slow down.
There is a lazy smile on your features, one that deepens further when you see Wolffe crawling on top of you and leaving a trail of wet kisses across your sweaty skin.
βSatisfied?β He dares to ask, lightly pinching your nipples when you donβt respond right away. You giggle at the touch, pulling him closer to you so he can kiss you some more. He melts into your body, roaming his hands across the tired muscles until he has no choice but to fall beside you.
You hum in response, studying his relaxed expression and laying the softest of kisses on his forehead before pulling him into your neck. Neither of you say anything, and only when your breathing steadies does Wolffe pull away to make sure youβre comfortable and asleep.
He sits up on his elbows and takes in his handiwork, biting his lower lip when he sees the bruises already forming all over your body. The contentment falters for a split second, but his worries evaporate when you sleepily reach for him and bring him back into your arms. He mutters his love for you one last time before surrendering to the comfort of your embrace, falling into a deep sleep almost as soon as he rests his cheek on your shoulder.Β
Itβs hours later when you wake, and you groan tiredly when the sunbeams hit your eyes and make it difficult to escape them. You turn to the other side and peek through your lashes, only to find Wolffe already wide awake, softly touching the length of your arm with his lips and nose, as if he was tracing every little mark he left on your body from last night. He looks up when he notices your breaths coming in erratically, winking at you and smirking at the sudden spirit of shyness falling over your tired form.Β
βI can taste the sunlight on your skin.β He moans against your clavicle, lightly nipping at the skin over the bone when you turn away from him and hide beneath the sheets.Β
βHmmβ¦such a smooth talker.β You groan from underneath the shield youβve created, giggling like a little girl when Wolffe tugs them away and attacks your face with playful nips and kisses.Β
βOnly for you cyarβika.β He whispers into your ear before biting at the space just below it, his touches becoming less playful and more needy as he takes in the way your body is reacting to his advances.Β
βWolffe, your lips feel so good.β You throw your head back and sink your nails into the muscles on his back, gasping for air the longer Wolffe continues to mark you up. Itβs almost as if he was looking for spots on your skin he hasnβt left his bite marks or fingerprints on. Not that you were complaining.Β
βJust my lips, General?β You can hear the smile on his handsome face, and you nearly push back to edge him on, but you realize it would serve you better to give into him and tell him what he wants to hear.Β
βN-no, itβs everything you do to me Wolffe. Itβs in your touchβ¦your- your voiceβ¦your cock.β
βMy little Jedi canβt get enough of me.β He shifts you in his arms until youβre laying on your stomach, and when you try to look back to see what he has in mind, he combs his finger into your hair and pushes you into the pillows until he has access to your back. When he hears whine his name, he descends down on you like a crazed man, sinking his teeth into the skin he wasnβt able to reach last night while pulling on your hair to remind you who was in charge.Β
βOh godsβ¦never, Wolffe. Never. I want you all the kriffing time, even nowβ¦I just want you to- to,β you forget what you want to say, the need to commit this moment to memory outweighing whatever information your mind wanted to part with. It must be the reaction Wolffe was wanting for because he chuckles against your heated skin and finishes your thought for you.Β
βClaim you?β
βPlease.β You try to push the sheets away from you so you can feel him against your back, and Wolffe lets go of you for a split second to let you do whatever you wish, returning flush against you once youβre completely nude to his eyes. Heβs on you in the blink of an eye, teasing you with the head of his hard cock while keeping a firm hold on your hips so you donβt move against him.
βCanβt really do that now, can I meshβla?β He struggles through his words, his hungry eyes picturing all the things he still wants to do to you as you lay there beneath him, willingly submitting your entire self to him without a second thought.Β
βYouβre already mine, little Jedi. Youβre mine, have been since you came here all those months ago and told me you wanted me.β He massages your back with his calloused hands, trying to come to terms with the fact that he will never be close enough to you. Heβll never get tired of this. Heβll never not want to touch you with everything heβs got.Β
βBut since you plead so sweetly,β you moan into the sheets as you feel him part your thighs and slowly sink his cock into your swollen cunt, keeping you filled to the brim and refusing to move until you begged some more.Β
βWolffe...β You reach back and tug on his hair to bring him closer to you, the need to hear what you do to him igniting a flame in your chest, one that only he could put out by showing you how much he craves you.Β
βF-ffuck, youβve ruined the mornings for me cyare. Now I- I wonβt stop thinking of your wet, tight pussy when Iβ¦kriff, when I wake up.β Wolffe bites into your shoulder as he rolls his hips into you, no longer able to control his desires from you. He wanted you to know the effect you have on him, the hold you had on his very soul ever since you walked onto his ship and offered your aid all those months ago.Β
βIβm yours Commander, always. Y-you can have me whenever you want.β You sigh heavily when he growls against your skin and continues to fuck into you without caring for how rough heβs being.Β
βE-even at sunrise, General?β Wolffe chuckles as soon as your cunt clenches tightly around him at the mention of the honorific, letting you know that he enjoys calling you by your rank as much as he does when you moan his.Β
βEspecially at sunrise-β You barely manage to breathe out, smiling through the assault he was bringing on your body as you surrender yourself completely to him.
βMy little tracinya,β Wolffe nuzzles into the crook of your neck, content with the way you seem to melt the harder he fills you with his cock. A part of him knows he should maybe discuss the incident from last night, but he finds it difficult to pay any mind to your words when he already has you so willing and wanting beneath him.Β
Later, he would consider the little issue of your religion later.Β
But for now, he was adamant on showing you his own.
(for purposes I'll mostly refer to you as our tiny cybertronian)
Whether you are a human or one of his own kind, you're smaller than him and he fucking loves it. He may be a Prime but alone with you in his room he has you all to himself.
Running his servos over your plated metal and feeling the grooves of warmth and wires underneath the small hooks. Hooked plating where he can pull you back subtly and into his own frame, feeling your small body pressed into his and his hands feeling the sensitive cabling that makes you shiver.
Or getting your soft, pliable skin gently between his servos. Feeling the warmth of how he handles you, able to tug you and push you gently. Of course he'd never aim to harm you but feeling you unable to escape his grasp makes him feel so hot under his own metal.
"Easy Sweetspark," he'll whisper low against your ear so no one could hear, his servos pressing you against him.
When alone in the berthroom with him Optimus will let his walls down enough. Leaning down to kiss your audial fins or hold you securely in his arms.
He'll groan, if he's desperate, which doesn't happen too often he can't keep himself controlled; he'll rut himself against your back.
There's something that makes him tick about feeling his hot plating grinding against your spine or along the dip of your ass.
Hot steam radiating off him as he keeps you close to him.
Don't even get him started on the bulge. Fuck, he's glad you can buff yourself out because he won't go easy once he gets his spike inside you. He loves to feel his spike driving inside you, hearing the pangs of your metal on his. Feeling the metal of your abdomen and stomach shifting just slightly because his spike is so big for you.
Making you bulge and moan desperately for him to go a little slower. But it only gives him time to look down on his angel, seeing his spike pressing into your armor and denting it out. And yet you still take it.
"Look at you Sweetspark... You take it so well for me. So good..." He'll whisper, groaning from deep in his chest, remaining still with his servos clamped on your hips, feeling your weight easily manipulated in his arms.
You're so small you barely move as he pushes you up and down his spike. He loves how he can press you into the wall and have his back completely shielding you while his hips pound deep into you.
The way you turn into a moaning puddle and your circuits fry from his stretching you and manhandling you.
How his digits slip into your mouth to keep you silent or his servo wrapping around your throat, just enough he can keep you quiet so the others don't hear.
He loves when you get ambitious. Despite his size, you always drool over his spike, taking as much as you can in your intake, choking on it and drooling over the head.
Optimus loves it. Nearly loses his composure every time seeing you get so sloppy with his spike. Lubing it up so it can make the same tight stretch as always to fill your small valve.
The way you go limp in his arms... He loves your size. He wouldn't change you any way you are, and You're just perfect for him.
Summary: Your relationship with Optimus is... Complicated. Between the adjustment to life on a new planet and saving your asses from the Decepticons, there was only so much you could handle. And having Optimus' kin had not been on that list for either of you.
Cw: Pregnancy, minor injury, implied sexual encounters, Femme reader. Optimus doesn't have the software update for dadification. Italics for past conversation.
Your relationship with Optimus is...Β Complicated. PurelyΒ for the fact that being sparkmates with a Prime isΒ exactlyΒ how you'd expect it to be.Β
Yes, Optimus had grown more intimate when you finally decided to stop dancing around each other's afts.Β OptimusΒ was usedΒ to the way of the Prime, so it wasn't in his routine quite yet to acknowledge you romantically. OccasionallyΒ whenΒ you got some aloneΒ timeΒ he'd press his helm to yours and remind you how much he appreciated you for sticking by him.
Optimus cares about you, heΒ does. HeΒ cares about you to the point that If you didn't contribute so much to the team and were few inΒ numbersΒ he may have yoinked you off the field for good.Β
He hates seeing you come back dinged up with scratches glaring in your paint. HeΒ hates that exhausted lookΒ andΒ heΒ wishes he could keep you safe.Β
You knew this, nudging him with your field and smiling softly at him from across the room, excited and lighting up like a puppy when his EM field would brush you back.
You'd sit and have your Energon in the morning together. In the past couple weeks Optimus had noticed the rate at which you had Energon had been increasing. You just found yourself thirsty a lot.
Optimus would tell you to go easy, you only had so much supply after all. It eased the aches you felt after spending the night curled up next to him.
Optimus left you satisfied. YouΒ knew it would be aΒ difficultΒ relationship,Β if not for his duties as Prime, but your survival.Β
And you were no stranger to a recon mission, driving down the open Nevada road and taking in the dirt and grime under your tires. OptimusΒ had given you coordinates to an emerging supply with a light squeeze of your shoulder and a loving gaze only he could pull off.
It was nice to spend time away. AtΒ least you didn't have to drag one of the kids with you. TheΒ children were so interesting. AtΒ least, earth children were.Β
They were always full of energy, they always asked questions and wanted to be around and play with you. ItΒ made you chuckle a little.
Your drive down the road led you to a discarded backroad into the Nevada hills. YouΒ shifted your tire and diverted from the pavement off into the trees.
The constant ping from your interior leading the way.
You felt, in a sense, pent up. TheΒ way your back struts strained despite being tucked up into the carriage of your car. YouΒ could have chalked it up to your latest intimate night with Optimus.
Usually, you shake off the aches in a day or two. OptimusΒ was the kind of 'bot who made up for his less-than-constant intimacy strings with an all-nighter that left you unable to move for the week following.
The weeks priorΒ youΒ had been more sensitive than usual, which Optimus had noticed. It left you both unable to find any time for intimacy because when you got to that point, you just couldn't handle it. ButΒ he was gentle.Β
"Easy, am I hurting you??"
Your servos gripped onto the plates of his forearm, your expression twisting slightly. "No... I just.." You paused briefly to see if relaxing would ease the unusual pain and sensitivity.
"I don't know..."
"Should I stop?"
"No,Β noΒ you're fine... I'll be fine."
Optimus' face at the time didn't show he was too convinced. He'dΒ rather be cautious than be sorry later...
"You're coming up on theΒ signal,Β be careful when you enter." Ratchet's voice broke you from your thoughts, causing you to slow down.
"I'll be careful."
You transformed and shook your pedes along the loose rock of the road. YouΒ scanned the area briefly, then continued on foot through the trees. TheΒ Energon supply would be right below you soon enough.
You absentmindedly rubbed your abdominal plating to ease the tension in your struts and fuel lines.Β HeΒ must have messed you up good considering the noticeable dent. You'd had it there for a bit, but it was barely noticeable.
The constant beep of the counter led your way through broken foliage and trees barely taller than yourself.
"Coming up on it." You said into your comm. YouΒ kept yourself at a good pace as you made it through and found the crater.Β
Bingo.
"Get a move on!" A distant voice calls, causing you to duck behind a rock and bushes.Β
"Could you useless 'cons work any faster!?"
You shifted and looked through the foliage to see a plateau-heeled Decepticon screeching away.
"Just... Perfect."
You leaned back, "Decepticons got the jump." You whispered into your comm and waited for Ratchet to update.
"How many??"
"Their usual mining crew... I'd say 15- maybe 20?" Your servo pressed against your plating again, feeling the uneasy warmth fill your gut.Β
"I'll send Bumblebee and Bulkhead out to you, see if you can get a better idea of who we're up against." Ratchet again replied, giving you something to focus on while waiting for the scout.
You shifted against the rock and ducked back into the foliage. YouΒ tread up the small hill. ThankfullyΒ theΒ only notable figure among them was Starscream. TheΒ rest looked like workers, theyΒ wouldn't pose aΒ hugeΒ threat.Β
You kneeled, your hip platingΒ grindingΒ loudly, making you freeze. TheΒ combined sink of your plating and the sound made you cringe. "Fraggin' hell..."Β
You grimaced and continued to stay low and wait. ItΒ was all you could do.Β
You sat there watching them mine the precious Energon that should be for you and the team. That wouldnt be the case if they didn't hurry up and get Bumblebee out here.
Your plating ached. ItΒ ached in a way that made you think about Optimus.Β AboutΒ his hands on your hips and his denta on your neck cables.
Your plating heated, and the thought of Optimus made your fuel pump thump in your chassis.
"Frag," You whispered.
Your fans kicked on, and your panels clicked.
"RatchetΒ I- I'm not feeling well..." You swallowed hard.
"Not well?? WhatΒ are your readings showing?"
You checked your monitor, looking down at the diagnostics on your forearm. YouΒ were experiencing intense tightening just above your hip plating. AndΒ the rising temperature caused your fuel lines to tangle and a lightheaded feeling to sink in.
"My plating feels... Too tight."
"Is it painful?"
"Yeah."
"Can you make it back?"
"I.. Yeah.." You started to stand.
You paused, and your servo came to your stomach plating. YourΒ Energon levels were down to 40% despite your rationing before you left.
"Bumblebee and Bulkhead are on their way to your coordinates."
OptimusΒ was in the other room, concentrating on some old data pads he skimmed whenever he wasn't on missions.
He heard Ratchet in the other room but tuned him out. AΒ tight warmth grew in his chestΒ whichΒ caused him to adjust and shake his shoulders slightly. ButΒ as heΒ readΒ the feeling grew more prominent until he couldn't ignore it. HisΒ EM field pulsed, feeling that faint pulse of your spark alongside his. ItΒ felt uneven. TheΒ usual soft pump in rhythm that comforted the Matrix in his chest felt off.Β
Optimus pressed his servo to his chassis and tuned in to the feeling. Your spark throbbed against his rhythmically. The tight pulse and pull yearning for him, tugging the Matrix as if new life was growing the strength to stir from your chest.
It made him forget to breathe. He adjusted his optics again and pressed his chassis shut again, unaware it had come slightly ajar.
You leaned up against the rock, listening for anything around you with your servo still pressed against your abdomen. FootstepsΒ softly came up behind you, a servo touching your shoulder. YouΒ jumped slightly and looked up to see Bumblebee. HeΒ whirred softly and pressed a digit to his helm as he moved toward the 'cons.
Bulkhead was close behind him. YouΒ sucked in the minor pain, took a deep breath and got on your feet again. YouΒ drew your arm cannon and followed the mechs out into the open.
"Hey, Screamer!" Bulkhead shouted and clanged his fists together.Β
Starscream saw the three of you and frowned deeply. "Autobots!" His wings fluttered in a panic. "Get them!" He ordered the 'cons. TheyΒ abandoned their mining and ran at you three.
You shot at the first wave, taking them down before they could get too close. BumblebeeΒ and Bulkhead worked together to get the bigger bots and leave the smaller ones for you.
As you went to take anotherΒ shotΒ the ache returned.
You winced, taking down the miner and looking around the area. StarscreamΒ was nowhere in sight.
You were about to comm Ratchet, but a sharp pain in your chassis forced you to hunch over and hold yourself.
The energy in your veins is pumps and pulses. BulkheadΒ noticed you and quickly rushed to your side, defending your flank while you recovered. You recovered and moved toward the Energon reserve. BumblebeeΒ and Bulkhead held their position. YouΒ rushed to the middle of the pit, Starscream jumping down in front of you.
"Where are you going?" He grinned and aimed his arm at you, spindly digit threatening to pull the trigger.
"Starscream-" You held a hand up, the other resting against the pain in your plating.
"Oh, you're not getting any mercy today!" He lunged at you and shot a round into your shoulder. YouΒ tumbled to the ground, the pain seering your plating. "Frag-" You reached your knee up and kicked him off, deflecting his arm that swung at you, twisting and throwing him off of you. HisΒ nimble frame was back on his feet in seconds. LuckilyΒ soΒ were you. YouΒ raised your fists, blocking his left hook, his sharp arm plating screeching against yours.
His leg swept under your ankle and threw you to the ground again. HeΒ stood over you and aimed his arm in your face. "I've been waiting for this... Megatron will praise me."Β
You panted and tilted your head back. "I wouldn't be too sure of that..."
A shadow fell over you both. Starscream'sΒ wings tucked in defeat as a fist violently shoved him out of the way and threw him against the wall. StarscreamΒ yelped, rock falling and landing in his lap.
Optimus stood over you, his servo reached for youΒ and grabbedΒ your arm to pull you up.
You winced and held yourself, feeling your struts and plates shift uncomfortably.
"Thank you."
He nodded firmly, activating his arm cannon and placing a protective arm on your shoulder. HeΒ moved you somewhere safer and rejoined the fight. YouΒ watched him go and smiled softly. RatchetΒ split from the group and came over to you. YouΒ slowly sat down and looked up at him as he worked. YouΒ took a deep breath and looked down. YourΒ spark was warm, and yourΒ chest felt like it was going at a million beats per second.
Ratchet checked your diagnostics and nodded. "That was one of my fears... We need to get you out of here." You looked at him. HowΒ he looked at you made your spark flutterΒ butΒ for the wrong reasons. "RatchetΒ it'sΒ not..."
"It is. OptimusΒ had a hunch."
You shuddered softly. RatchetΒ kept you sat down and watched over you protectively until the sound above the reserve grew quiet. StarscreamΒ squirmed out from his place and transformed, flying off.Β
"We'll get him next time." You said.
"I'd say so." Bulkhead approached.
You tried standing butΒ were metΒ with resistance.
"I can walk," you said stubbornly, moving your hips slightly. RatchetΒ gave you a firm look and kept you down. OptimusΒ walked over, the other two moving away so he could come close to you.
"It's as you thought, Optimus," Ratchet said and got up. HeΒ motioned the others to follow himΒ andΒ they went to look over the Energon.
You looked up at Optimus softly and searched his optics to try and identify any anger in his face.Β Or,Β anything. AnyΒ emotion would be great right about now. "I... I don't know how I didn't notice sooner...Β When would we even-"
Optimus gently reached out and took your servo. YouΒ looked down and then back up. OptimusΒ fully kneeled to your side, squeezing your servo. "I am not upset. I'mΒ not...Β anything,Β right now."
You sighed softly. "I should have known... all the signs were there." You looked down, "I should have known."
Optimus' faceplates softened, "I'm glad you're alright." He let go of your servo and cupped your faceplate, tilting his head down. YourΒ shoulders loosened a little. YouΒ reached up to cup his neck when his helm met yours. HeΒ welcomed your EM field into his, surrounding you with a mellow warmth that soothed your hydraulics.
You were a nervous wreck.Β HeΒ knew that.
You leaned forward and nuzzled into his neck cables.
"Optimus.."
"IΒ need to get you and the team home." His voice rumbled low in his chassis, soothing you with something fierce. HeΒ slowly leaned back and helped you up. YourΒ knees wobbled and crumbled underneath you. OptimusΒ caught you effortlessly, a large hand spreading across your breastplates, helping you lean back up. "Easy.." He kept you close to his body, a comforting weight in your chest that reminded you you were safe.
"I've never had to carry someone so much before."
You smiled up at him. "I wouldn't mind if you did it more often."Β
He cracked a small smile at that. HeΒ effortlessly pulls you up off your pedes and against his warm chest. TheΒ others got the Energon they could, and Ratchet called Arce to open the bridge and bring you back to base. OptimusΒ went first with you in his arms. HeΒ held you tightly and protectively as he made his way through the tunnel.
The team followed close behind, Arce shutting the bridge and coming to Ratchet's side.
"What happened out there?"
Ratchet looked up at Optimus, theyΒ shared a silent conversation for a moment before Ratchet turned back to his computer. "Mishap, come on, let's get the rest of this, yes?" The others nodded and followed Ratchet's instruction.
Optimus brings you back to your berthroom and slowly sets you down. NowΒ that you were inΒ privateΒ you could properly talk.
"I am not mad."
You looked up at him.
"I don't want you to think I am. WeΒ are in a dangerous war. IΒ cannot blame you for this, nor am I mad at you for it. YouΒ couldn't have predicted this. IΒ couldn't have either." He knew that wasn't entirely the case. YouΒ two were sexually reserved, sure. ButΒ you could have avoided this.
He gently reached out and touched the side of your helm. YouΒ leaned into it and reached up to touch his wrist.
"I am..." He paused. HeΒ didn't know what he was. HowΒ he felt, it was very mixed emotions. "I don't know what I feel."
You understood.
You leaned forward and nuzzled his wrist. YouΒ looked up at him with soft optics, "It doesn't change anything?"Β
To that, Optimus shook his helm. "No, not a chance." You looked down, and a smile formed across your derma. "If it means anything... I wouldn't do this with anyone else."
Optimus chuckled softly.
You sat up a bit straighter.Β
"I wouldn't feel privileged to raise a sparkling if it weren't with you." He said, his thumb tracing your jaw.
You leaned in and pressed your lips to his. HeΒ held you, his hand on your jaw slowly traveling to the back of your helm. HisΒ EM field pulsed around you, warming you as it wrapped around your body. HeΒ pulled back and pressed his helm to yours.
"I'm glad we're in this together." You whispered. Optimus was quiet in favor of kissing you again. One servo comes down to protectively rest against your abdominal plating.
If Primus brings him a child, then who is he to say no? It may not be the ideal condition, but he wouldn't want to raise a sparkling with someone else.
You gleamed up at him. He returned the soft smile, gently nudging your forehead. "You're going to be a sire," Your smile grew wider, the momentary fear and worry that troubled you replaced by the joyful realization of what was to come.
Optimus couldn't help thinking of the future, of Megatron, of others who would get to hurt you, who surely would try to lay a hand on his child. Megatron wouldn't go that far... Would he?
He didn't fragging care. Not right now. Right now he allowed himself to bring his walls down, to hold you and kiss you all over until you giggled.
"And you, my Cybertronian beauty, the carrier of our sparkling."
A higher honor than anything. And even if sometimes Optimus didn't have it all figured out, he knew that if there was any time to commit to being the best sparkmate he could, it was now. For you, and for your sparkling.
After all... It wouldn't be long. He could feel it in his spark.
Greetings everyone!!! Sadly this isn't an art post, but that aside we have an emergency!!! And this is more important than that. Someone's life in on the line, and I just can't stay silent because of what I'd just witness. But what I can say it that I've been scrolling through a bunch of stories and found this person, who really needs all the love and support as they can get. I'll admit when I saw this post I didn't know what to do and I was scared but at the same time I can't just stand here and watch as someone take their own life. If anyone of you know who they are please reach out and help them!!! They even set out a date when they'll be taking their own life, send them support as much as you can. I really can't do anything besides doing this and I really hope it helps.
Their user name is @/Problematic_enby on Ao3. I'll be honest I usually don't pry into people's business but this is really serious.
β₯ Hi, I love your work and I have a request about a scenario with Father!Cole chilling one the deck of the Bounty, with his Wife(Reader), and their one year old baby. Like baby bonding time.
Fatherhood β Cole Brookstone x reader
Heya! Iβm slowly clearing out my inbox, and have wanted to write some father cole for awhile. Figured this is a good place to start! Iβm gonna mix this with an older story I had.
summary: Cole is nervous heβll end up like his dad and be a horrible father, and the reader has to calm his nerves about it.
warnings: none
No, no, no, no! This canβt be happening.
Cole felt an overwhelming amount of emotions hit him at once when he found Y/nβs pregnancy test. A positive pregnancy test. What the hell was he going to do?
Itβs not like he didnβt want a babyβ¦ in fact, ever since he fathered Master Wu, starting a family with her was something that constantly crossed his mind, more often than heβd want to admit. But now that it was actually happening, and the proof was in his shaking, dark hands, he felt frozen in time.
βIβ¦ I need a minute,β was all he could bring himself to say. He forced back the image of her shocked, teary eyes at his response, and ran out of their room to be alone, his thoughts racing a mile a minute.
What was most painful was the uncertainty of it all. They were already engaged to be married, but Cole and her both were Elemental Masters of Earth and Wind, respectfully. They couldnβt just abandon their duties as Ninja. How could they raise a child and still be apart of the team?
Oh God, the team⦠what would they think?
What would my father think? Damn that manβ¦
Cole let out a heavy sigh as he leaned against the bountyβs noseβs railings, looking down at the obscured city below. This would be easier for him if he had a proper father figure to go off of. But he didnβt. His father was a mess.
His mother raised him more than his father had. All his dad cared about was his quartet, and raising Cole to be a carbon copy of him. Would Cole unknowingly to the same to his child�
βI wish you were here, mom,β Cole muttered softly, looking down at his hands and arms. He admired the tattoos up his arms that would glow when he used his powers with a frown, βIβm no father. Iβm just a ninja, thatβs all Iβm good atβ¦ I need your help more than ever. I wish you were still here.β
βI donβt want to disappoint Y/n, but Iβ¦ I cant be the father sheβd want me to be. Iβd just end up like my dad, and I donβt know what Iβd do if I ended up like my dadβ¦β He began to tear up, clenching his jaw. βI just need helpβ¦β he spoke softly, his soft whisper being drowned out by the hum of the Bountyβs engine.
Gentle footsteps could be heard behind him followed by a soft call of his name. Cole perked up and turned around, feeling ashamed. βY/n,β he sighed, looking at the ground.
βNo! No, baby, please donβt leave!β Cole immediately perked up and walked over to her, embracing her in one of his signature tight hugs. βI justβ¦ Iβm terrified.β
βWhy, Cole?β she replied softly, cupping his cheek and looking up at him. βYouβd be an amazing father!β
βNo, I wouldnβt. I donβt know how to be a good father. My dad never was a true dad to me, especially after my mother passed. I donβt know if I could be the father you need me to be for them,β he admitted sadly.
She frowned, βCole, you took Master Wu under your wing and basically raised him from an infant into a grown old man again in a heartbeat. You had that fatherly instinct that all dads have and you were a damn good father. I know you would be an even better father to your own child, too.β She moved her hand to hold his, squeezing it gently with a smile. He seemed to smile back, although faintly.
βBut that was differentβ¦ I was just taking care of a random baby who happened to be my Master. And he grew up within what, a week?β Cole began to protest. βSo? You still did everything in your power to protect and raise him. Honey, I know you. You are a wonderful, kind man and an absolute sweetheart β and you have a fierce need to protect those you love. Those qualities are what will make you a great father.β she replied.
Cole felt flustered by all her praise, unsure of what to say. βI really want to have this baby with youβ¦β he murmured, looking down into your eyes. βIβm just terrified.β
βYou wonβt be alone. Iβm scared, too, Coleβ¦ but weβll be by each otherβs sides the whole way through. And if we need help, the other Ninja could help us, and Master Wu, Pixal, Misakoβ¦ everyone. Weβll be okay. Trust me,β she replied. He closed his eyes in thought and nodded, hugging her tightly again and kissing her hair, ββ¦Okay. I trust you.β
A year and a half later, Y/n was absolutely right.
Cole barely did anything that wasnβt for his son. The second he saw his son, he felt his whole world change. Immediately, seeing the little boy made all his previous fears melt away. He saw a perfect mixture of his wife and him, and it made his heart flutter everytime.
He had his tanned skin, his motherβs (e/c) eyes, and his dark black hair. He was perfect.
They both thought it would be a girl β so they had their hearts set on naming her Lily, after Coleβs mom. But, since it was a boy, they settled on (S/n) instead.
The moment Cole was done with his Ninja duties, he was right by his sonβs side, taking care of him as much as possible. The love Cole had for that little boy almost rivaled the love he had for his own wife (the other Ninja liked to tease him about that a lot).
Cole had arrived back home late from a night out with the other Ninja, after celebrating a close call win. He was exhausted, and immediately went in to check on (S/n) in his room. But, he wasnβt there.
He quickly scurried to his bedroom to see if Y/n was there too, but she wasnβt. Where were they?
He immediately ran upstairs to the top deck to look for them. βY/n? Sweetheart, where are you?β
βOver here, babe.β
Cole looked over and saw Y/n over by the side railing of the bounty, holding S/n in her arms. Coleβs heart melted and he walked over, putting his hand on her lower back and kissing her forehead gently. βHello, my loveβ¦ what are you two doing out here?β He gently ruffled his sonβs growing hair, causing him to giggle.
βThe sunset is pretty this time of night,β Y/n responded, looking up at her husband lovingly. βS/n was fussy tooβ¦ he wasnβt ready to sleep without a daddy bedtime story to tire him out,β she smiled.
βHe loves my silly stories, doesnβt he?β Cole chuckled softly, nuzzling his head against his wifeβs, looking down happily at their little miracle.
βI told you,β Y/n said gently. Cole simply hummed in response, his gaze captivated by his sonβs peaceful sleeping face. He reached down to hold his hand with two fingers, and S/n immediately wrapped his tiny hand around them. βI told you youβd make an amazing father,β she smirked.
Cole let out a soft laugh, leaning down to give her a soft, meaningful kiss. βYou didnβt, didnβt you? I sure hope I am.β
Hello, I have a request, Could we get a chloe x Garmadon!reader where reader is the eldest daughter of garmadon and has a secret relationship with cole and Garmadon and lloyd find out and have a very negative reaction towards it. If you feel comftable writing it could they elope, Thank you!
The Secret Ring - Garmadon!Reader x Cole Brookstone [slight smut warning]
not my gif
okay so i just want to say there is another garmadon reader x cole story out there but it is in no way copying it! i wanted to make sure that i got that out of the way firstπ thank you for the request! make sure to leave requests :)
wc: 3.2k
warnings: SOME smut (not full, but some), cussing, fluff mainly, some angst but not a lot.. reader is lloydβs older sister
Next up: Kai x Walker!reader
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Being the daughter of Lord Garmadon was nothing short of a nightmare sometimes. That on top of being the older sister of the famed Green Ninja and the elemental master of shadow really takes a toll on one after awhile.
Letβs add onto the fact that Y/n is dating her teammate, Cole Brookstone who also happens to be the elemental master of earth. And theyβre keeping it under tight wraps - because hey, when your dadβs the Dark Lord, might be a smart idea to keep it to yourself.
It was heartbreaking to see the once tight band of brothers fall apart so easily. With everyone living vastly different walks of life, it was hard to maintain the friendships. Out of all the change, one thing stayed constant - Y/n and Cole. A few months after the events of New Ninjago Cityβs destruction, Cole had asked her to marry him. Immediately she had said yes, and began their now secret double life with him.
He ran his fingertips through his hair, shaking his head no as he walked forward and pulled her into a tight hug, pressing soft kisses against her temple, βNo, I wanted you here. Gives us more of an excuse to cuddle.β
βYeah, yeah, you planned this, dork,β she giggled, kissing his nose and hugging him back, βLucky for you since itβs the weekend Iβm staying over again, so weβll have all the time in the world.β
βAll the time in the world, huh?β he pulled away and looked down at her, smirking slyly, βWhaddya got up your sleeve, princess?β
βWouldnβt you like to know?β she teased him, pulling on his shirt lapels and pulling him in for a hard kiss. He let out a low growl of approval and pulled her flush against him, his hands firmly around her hips as he deepened the kiss.
He had suddenly felt a lot more awake and immediately twirled her around, pinning her against the wall as he moved her arms above her head, entwining their fingers. She let out a little squeal of surprise as her eyes fluttered close, melting into the kiss, βTired, huh?β she teased once they pulled away for a quick breath. He grunted, tilting her chin up as he traced his fingertip under her chin, βI think I found my second wind.β
She let out a low hum of approval as he moved down to kiss her jawline, throat, and then neck as he started feeling around for her sweet spot. Once he found it he let out a growl against her skin, starting to kiss the spot to elicit a series moan out of her. She arched her back into his body and fought back the urge to have him have his way with her, moving her neck away slightly so she could look at him, βBabe... couch,β she said breathlessly.
βDonβt wanna,β he grumbled in response, moving one hand to keep her hands firm above her head and the other, moving up her already hiking-up shirt to grip her waistline. βI want you right here.β
She continued to squirm, wanting her way, βBaby, please? Youβre tired, so let me please you...β she looked up at him with innocent eyes, although her intentions were everything but innocent. He met her eyes and noticed the glint in them and he couldnβt help but smirk, pulling away and taking a step back, β...Alright, alright. Go, before I change my mind.β
She grinned and pecked his lips quickly, rushing to the couch and patting the cushion beside her. He chuckled and walked over, taking a seat beside her.
He went to open his mouth to speak but her lips were quickly firmly pressed against his, her body leaning over his as she pinned him down on the couch. She moved so once he was fully on his back she was hovering over him, her legs on both sides of him as she moved her fingertips in his messy locks of black hair. He let out a low hum of approval as he moved one hand to cup her cheek, stroking it softly with his thumb, βYouβre perfect, you know that?β
βOh, hush, I havenβt even done anything yet, Cole.β she giggles, pecking his lips before trailing the chaste kisses down to his jawline and under it. She began to kiss his sweet spot - below his jaw and under his earlobe - moving her hands to trail over his exposed abs. She quickly glanced down to see how his chest heaved up and down quickly with her touch, slowly dragging her fingertips down his 6 pack as his body shivered in anticipation.
He normally never, ever let her take control. But this time he gave in so easily. Maybe it was his exhaustion, but whatever it was, Y/n loved that for once she was the one pleasuring him, and he loved every second of it, too.
βWas this why you wanted us here?β Cole let out a light chuckle, looking down at her as she slid his vest off his arms, kissing down his pecs, βYeah, you seemed tired. I wanted to help you relax~...β she trailed her fingertips further down his chest closer to where he needed her most, his breath hitching as she trailed her fingertips over his clothed length, βShit, sweetheart...β
She had moved her fingertips to unbuckle his belt when there was a knock at the door, making her freeze. Cole let out a childish groan of frustration as she shifted off of him, βWhat are the odds...β he grumbled, putting his vest back on as Y/n walked up to the door. She opened it and her eyes widened, βLloyd?β
βLloyd? Whatβs the little runt doing here?β Cole asked from the living room, walking over to the doorframe once his shirt was on and hair fixed up. Lloyd was just as confused, βY/n? Why are you out here with Cole? Iβve been trying to find you all day!β
βI just wanted to visit him, thatβs all. Why? Is everything okay?β Y/n replied, frowning. βNo, nothing has been fine and you know that! After what happened the last thing I need is a missing sister!β Lloyd responded quickly. She let out a heavy sigh as Cole moved into the frame, crossing his arms, βWhat are you out here for, Lloyd? Itβs not like you stop by that often for a friendly chit chat.β
βI was trying to find both of you to tell you that the team needs you guys. We need to get back together, start working as a -β
βHold it. In case you havenβt noticed Lloyd? The team is gone. Weβre not getting back together, weβre threw. It is not the same without Zane and it never will be. My job is here now,β Cole replied, unamused.
Lloyd let out a heavy sigh then turned to Y/n, βCβmon, sis... Ninja never quit.β
βI never did, Lloyd. Itβs been you and me the past few months. I miss the team, too.β She turned to Cole sadly then looked down, as Cole felt a pang of guilt. βI need to talk to both of you, please... Meet me at Mr. Chenβs Noodle House at 8 pm sharp in the city. Donβt be late.β
βListen up and listen up closely, Green Machine. You donβt need us anymore. Youβve been holding up just fine on your own. My job is here now, with the trees and out of the city. Thatβs final,β Cole responded snappily.
Lloyd clenched his jaw, βIs that where the Master of Earth should be? In the trees? You should be on the ground, Cole! Not up in the trees!β Lloyd looked at Y/n, βAt least the Master of Shadows never gave up. If you change your mind, Cole... you know where to find me.β Lloyd turned and left Coleβs porch, riding off on his motorcycle.
Cole glanced over at the clock and cursed under his breath, βI canβt believe Iβm letting the little rat guilt trip me into doing this.β
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That was less than 2 weeks ago. Since then, Cole, Kai, Jay, Lloyd, Y/n, and their father Garmadon set foot on a mission to Master Chenβs Tournament of Elements in search of Zane, after being told he was alive.
By now, the competition was growing fiercer. Y/nβs nerves grew as her worries about fighting one of her friends grew worse and worse, and the ninjaβs fears about not finding Zane grew as well. It had been a week on this island and still no sign of Zane.
Of course - nobody else but Cole and Y/n knew why she was so on edge. Nobody else, including her family, knew of their secret engagement. Hell, nobody even knew they were dating, and they planned to keep it that way. Sadly, due to them constantly being so close over the week, Lloyd began to grow suspicious.
Garmadon was more more observant than the couple seemed to have noticed. Garmadon quickly drew more curious by the day as he watched his daughter near the black ninja. Though he knew and respected Cole as a hero, he absolutely hated the idea of his babygirl dating someone, let alone one of the Ninja (even if she was one herself).
That night, Y/n had grown lazy trying to sneak into Coleβs room. She hadnβt even checked to make sure Lloyd and Garmadon were asleep before venturing through the halls to find her loverβs room. Garmadon permitted Lloyd to sneaking around and seeing what they were up to with each other, and boy did Lloyd think heβd regret it.
βMmh, trying to butter me up early, hmm?β she giggled, kissing him back. βThink youβll get something out of me?β βMore like something off of you,β Cole smirked, leading her in by resting his large hand on the small of her back, shutting and locking the door. Lloyd gasped and nearly gagged, jumping down from the support beam he was hiding on and rushing to his fatherβs quarters, βDAD!β
Garmadon was already outside his door, motioning for Lloyd to stop sprinting and to lower his voice, βWhat is it, son? Did you see them?β
Lloyd nodded quickly and shook his head, βTheyβre dating - I saw them kiss! And I think theyβre... uhm. I think theyβre about to...β Lloyd groaned at the thought of his sister doing... THAT with his teammate of all people. Talk about a fucking disgusting mental image.
Garmadonβs face fell and he immediately sprinted down the hallway to Coleβs room as he tried to contain his anger. He wasnβt sure who he was angry most with - Cole, for messing around with his daughter, or his actual daughter for not letting him know about this ordeal.
Once he got to his room, he quickly pounded on the door, βCole, come outside now!β he said sternly, his voice oddly calm and low.
Taking a step back, from inside the room he heard a lot of scrambling and hushed whispers from the two of them. He rolled his eyes as he tapped his staff against the floor in annoyance. After a moment, Cole opened the door wearing just pants, opening the door only just enough for him to look at him, βHeyyy, Sensei Garmadon! What, uh... whatβs up?β
βWhat do you think youβre doing with my daughter?β He yelled at him. Cole let out a small gasp of surprise and took a step back, βN-nothing, sir! Sheβs not here at all, sheβs in her room last I checked!β
βHow could she be in her room if I just saw you guys kiss not even 15 minutes ago?β Lloyd said, glaring at Cole. βGet the hell away from my sister!β he yelled, lunging at him and pushing his way into his room. Cole let out a yell of surprise as he staggered to stop Lloyd from knocking him over, βHands off you crazy little shitβ!β Cole snapped, quickly pinning him against the wall. βGet out of my room!β
βGet the hell off my sister!β Lloyd grunted as he started to fight Cole. Y/n came out of the bathroom and gasped, seeing Lloyd and Garmadon either fighting or angrily glaring at Cole. βGuys! Stop, what the hell is going on?!β She quickly started to rush over when Garmadon stopped her, βHim?! Of all people, him? Firstly, you have no right to run around dating whoever you want without consulting me first - let alone having a secret boyfriend! Secondly, dating someone from your own team is not professional and dangerous! Your personal feelings could get in the way of your powers and cloud your judgement!β Garmadon immediately yelled at her.
She looked at him in pure shock and anger, βExcuse me?! Youβre treating me as if Iβm 15! Iβm 22, and I can make my own decisions and that includes dating whoever the hell I want!β
βDonβt get snappy with me young lady, Iβm your father and I know whatβs good for you!β He yelled back. βYou should not date ANY one of the Ninja - itβs dangerous!β
βYou were NEVER there!β Y/n yelled, glaring up at him as she grit her teeth, βI was 12 when you left us - 12! Lloyd was fucking 4! I never had my father back until a few months ago, do you even realize that?! I donβt have to listen to you, Iβll do what I want! Cole is someone I actually love!β
Garmadon fell silent. He clenched his jaw, βYou know I had no choice.β
βDonβt give me the same bullshit excuse Mom gave us, that wonβt work on me! I love Cole, Dad. That wonβt change. Iβve loved him since we were first formed, and I donβt love him any less now. He... weβre even engaged now.β
Cole looked at her with a softened gaze after Lloyd let him go. βYouβre... engaged? And you still didnβt tell us?β Lloyd asked softly, hurt. βWhen were you planning to, if at all?β
βWe... hadnβt talked about that yet.β Y/n glanced over at Cole sadly, βBut I knew you would react this way, and even now I still donβt get it. You know Cole is a good man, so why is this so bad?β
βIβm worried for you! Youβre my sister, I have to protect you!β Lloyd replied, crossing his arms. βLloyd, youβre my brother, but iβm your older sister. I can take care of myself. I appreciate it, but... just donβt. Not when it comes to Cole.β
He looked down and shifted his feet, sighing, βI just wanted to help.β
βAnd I just wanted to protect you. I donβt... I donβt want my little girl hurt,β Garmadon admitted. Y/n was silent for a moment, then finally met his gaze. He looked ashamed, and a hint of embarrassment, too. But more than anything she saw nothing but love for his child. She softened, βI know, dad. But Iβm a big girl, okay? And Cole has been nothing but a gentlemen to me. Heβs treated me perfectly and I know heβll continue to do that until the day he dies.β
βSheβs right, sir,β Cole said softly. He stepped behind her and put his hand on her shoulder gently, βI really love her, Sensei. If you accept me... I really, really want to marry her still.β
She felt her heart flutter and she looked up at him, moving her hand up to entwine with his and squeezing softly. Garmadon looked at him with a moment of uncertainty and sighed, looking out the window in thought for a fleeting moment. He let out a low him and walked forward to Cole, putting his hand on his shoulder, βTreat her well, son.β
Coleβs eyes brightened and he smiled, βYou.. you called me son.β βOf course I did. Youβll be apart of the family now, right?β
Y/n squealed and hugged him tightly, βThank you, thank you!β Garmadon chuckled and hugged her back, then once she pulled back pulled Cole into a hug as well, βI know you are strong and have a will to protect those you love. I know it will be no different for my little girl.β
βI wonβt let you down, sir,β Cole grinned. Garmadon nodded and put his hand on Lloydβs shoulder, βLetβs leave them to it, son. Goodnight to both of you - make sure you rest up, Cole. Your fight with Jay is tomorrow afternoon.β
Cole nodded, βI wonβt let you down.β
Once they left, Cole tugged on her hand and she turned around, βWhats up, handsome?β Cole looked up at her and a faint blush dusted his tanned cheeks, β...Letβs elope.β
She let out a soft gasp and her eyes widen, looking at him confusedly, β..babe? are you serious?β He nodded, rubbing his thumb over her hand, βYeah. I donβt want to wait anymore. If something happens to me tomorrow, I want to make sure Iβm your husband first.β
βC-Cole!β she sniffled, starting to cry as she hugged him super tightly, βI-Iβd love to! But when? How? We donβt have anything!β
βWeβll do it tonight. Ask Lloyd or Kai or someone to officiate it, okay? I just donβt want to wait any longer,β Cole replied, cupping her cheek and kissing her deeply. She wrapped her arms around him tightly as she kissed him back, feeling overwhelmed with love.
Hi! I read some of your ninjago work and really loved it! I especially liked the 2 part cole imagine! It was so wholesome and the 2nd part was both hot AND cute?? How?? I've never found both in the same imagine before haha. Anyway, I was wondering if you could maybe write another one where the reader and cole are best friends who end up sleeping together with the intention to only do it for the experience but they end up falling in love after a while? If that makes sense? Lol sorry i usually don't send requests but hope this is okay, thanks in advance :)
You chuckle quietly as you watch Kai, Jay, and Lloyd fight each other on some new video game. As amusing as it is, itβs not the reason why you elected to spend your off day here. You glance around, wondering where the ninja in question ran off to.
You stand shortly after, leaving your friends to their game. Their competitive yells become muffled as you wander through the Bounty, checking a few rooms before coming across the ninjaβs shared room. The door is closed, so you knock a few times.
βCome in,β invites a voice.
You push the door open, revealing Cole β your best friend of many years β sitting on his bed, a closed book on his lap. It seems as if he had been reading because a bookmark is sandwiched between the pages.
βHey! No one told me you were visiting today!β he greets, smiling as you step towards him.
βYeah, it was kind of a last-minute thing. Lloyd brought me up.β
βYou couldβve texted me,β he replies, pushing the book off of his lap as he opens his arms. You giggle, immediately going to hug him. He pulls you down so that youβre seated between him and the wall.
βI know. It just so happened that I was talking to Lloyd when the idea came up,β you reply with a chuckle. βSorry.β
βWell, at least youβre here now. We havenβt seen you in a while.β
βYeah, things have been busy. Iβve missed you guys, though.β
βAnd weβve missed you,β he notes as you lay your head on his shoulder.
You smile, butterflies suddenly welling within your tummy as you think about the question you have for him. βHeyβ¦um, can I ask you a kind ofβ¦weird question?β
βOf course.β
You sigh. βOkay. And you donβt have to answer if you donβt want to, because I donβt want to seem weird or anyth-β
βHave you been hanging out with Jay lately?β
βHuh?β
βBecause youβre rambling,β he says with a chuckle. βJust ask me, dork. You know I donβt judge.β
βOkayβ¦β you mumble, sighing. βWellβ¦Iβve been thinkingβ¦.β
βOh no.β
βShut up!β you growl with a slight laugh. βButβ¦uhβ¦.have you had sex before?β
βNope,β he answers, surprisingly casual. That makes you breathe a sigh of relief. βI want to save my first time for someone special.β
You relax a bit, smirking as you poke him in the ribs. βAm I special?β
βNo.β
You gasp, feigning an offended expression. βWow. So blunt.β
βIβm kidding,β he replies, laughing when you shake your head. βBut yes. You are special. Are you saying thatβ¦?β
ββ¦I want to try it? Yeah.β
βWith me?β
βYeahβ¦but if you donβt want to, itβs okay. I donβt want to pressure you or anything.β
βIβm not against the idea,β he admits. βBut why me?β
βBecause I trust you. And I feel comfy with you.β
βOh. Not just for my good looks, then?β
You snicker, slapping his chest lightly. βYouβre starting to sound like Kai, and thatβs unattractive.β
Cole laughs as you snuggle into his side, grateful that things didnβt turn out awkward. βDuly noted.β
A few moments of silence ensue as a small smile lines your face. βI love that I can comfortably ask you weird questions,β you admit, turning to look up at him with a sheepish smile.
βI love that you are comfortable asking me weird questions,β he adds, lazily slinging his arm around you. βSpeaking of which. When and where are we going to do it?β
βMy apartment. And Iβll need likeβ¦two days to prepare,β you say. βHow about this weekend?β
βThat sounds good. By the way...are you...?β
βOn birth control?β you finish. βYes.β
βOkay, good,β he replies. βIβll bring condoms too, just to be safe.β
βEpic,β you mumble, threading your fingers through his. βThanks, Cole.β
He hums in response, taking a moment to squeeze your hand. βIβm not even going to lie β Iβm actually kind of excited to share this experience with you.β
A warm feeling flutters throughout your heart as you nod in response. βSo am I, Cole.β
β¦
Youβre starting to freak out.
After taking a few deep breaths, you run through the mental checklist of things to do. Shower? Done. Sheets washed? Yep. Place relatively clean? Of course. Pretty lingerie? On and ready to rock.
You sigh, tying the belt of your bathrobe into a loose knot. Its fuzzy fabric protects your skin from the chilly air around you. Hopefully I wonβt be cold for much longer.
Itβs just Cole β thereβs no reason to worry. Worst comes to worst the two of you can just stop and forget this happened.
You decide to make some final preparations as you wait for Cole to arrive. After straightening up a few more items, you hear the doorbell to your apartment ringing. You take a deep breath as you prepare to open it.
βHey,β you greet as the door opens to reveal Cole standing there.
βHey,β he repeats. You step aside, allowing him to enter. He slips in quietly as you close and lock the door behind him.
Itβs then you notice his outfit: faded black jeans paired with a worn orange hoodie. He rarely wears civvies due to his status as a ninja, but you always appreciate when he does since his casual outfits suit him well. Not that you donβt like his gis, because you do, but there was something so cute about him in civvies.
Additionally, it gives you a chance to steal his hoodies.
βHow are you doing?β he asks as he takes his shoes off, setting them by the door.
βIβm all right. Kind of nervous, but I guess thatβs to be expected,β you admit. βHow about you?β
βHonestly, Iβm pretty much in the same boat.β
You giggle as you grab his hand, pulling him towards your room. βWe can take it slow.β
βYeah, that sounds like a good idea.β
After guiding him inside your room, you release his hand and gently shut the door. A whelm of butterflies suddenly overcomes you as you swallow, heart starting to race a little.
βWe donβt have to do this,β he notes softly. You forget at how good he is at detecting your mood shifts.
βNo, I still want to,β you assure, smiling appreciatively. βLike I said, Iβm just a little nervous.β
βIβm nervous too,β he admits, rubbing the back of his neck as he averts his gaze. βAnd that reminds me. I was thinking that since this is new for both of us, we should pick a safe word.β
That eases your nerves a bit, so you nod. βYeah. I like that. What should the word be, though?β
βCake.β
You roll your eyes. βOf course you pick that. Whatever, it works.β
He chuckles as the two of you fall silent for a second. βSo, uhβ¦do I justβ¦?β
With a giggle, your fingers go to untie the knot of your bathrobe. Once itβs undone, you slip the fabric off of your shoulders, allowing it slip to the floor.
βHoly shitβ¦β Cole mumbles, eyes going wide as he stares at you. You giggle at his reaction, kicking the robe off to the side.
βI wasnβt sure what to wear at first,β you say, glancing down at your lingerie. It consists of a matching bra, panty, and garter belt set. The bra and panties are made of lace, depicting an intricate pattern. Clipped to the garter belt is a pair of solid black thigh highs. βBut I thought this would do.β
βItβs sexy as hell,β he notes. βFuck, how did you know that thigh highs are my weakness?β
βI donβt know, I just thought youβd go for them,β you reply, chuckling softly. You canβt help but shudder as you feel one of his arms slipping around your waist, not realizing that he had stepped closer.
βYouβre so beautifulβ¦β he mumbles, his voice lowering. You suck in a deep breath, not missing how heβs backing you against the door.
βIβm glad you like it,β you say, feeling your back hit the wall.
He hums lowly, resting his forehead against your own. βIβm gonna bite those thighs.β
You shudder in anticipation as his gaze slips to your neck, lowering his head so that he can trail a line of kisses across your skin. A soft moan escapes you as he graces your skin with the embrace of his kiss, the touch sparking bliss throughout you.
The chain of kisses pauses just below your ear. His hands sneak their way to your waist as he pulls away, gazing at you.
βDoing okay?β he asks softly.
You nod, smiling appreciatively. βYes. Are you?β
βI am,β he answers, retracting his hands for a moment so he can slip out of his hoodie and shirt. Your breath hitches at the sight of his torso as he tosses the unneeded articles to the floor.
After all these years, I tend to forget just how gorgeous this man is.
βSee something you like?β he teases with a slight simper.
βOh, like you were any better when I took my robe off!β you retort with a laugh.
βI guess weβre just too sexy for our own good, huh?β Cole jokes.
You giggle, winding your arms around his neck as you press yourself against him. He gazes at you with a soft smile as he circles his arms around your waist. βDamn straight.β
Keeping your right arm around his neck, you trail your left hand down to his collarbone. Just underneath lies one of his scars β a jagged one that runs vertically. He smooshes you against the door once again as your fingertips trace the marking.
βI didnβt realize you had so many scars,β you whisper, hooking your legs around his waist when he picks you up again.
βI donβt like them,β he replies, glancing down at your hand.
βWhy not?β
He shrugs, linking his free hand with yours. βI just donβt.β
βI think theyβre beautiful,β you mumble, wiggling your hand out of his grip so that you can cup his cheek, thumb grazing his jawline as his emerald eyes gaze into yours. βWill you tell me how you got them some time?β
He nods, gently enveloping your hand in his. βYeah, I will.β
Another smile crosses your lips as you stare at him again. He returns the grin, this time holding your gaze. It lasts for a few more heartbeats before he brings both hands underneath your chin, pinning you against the door as his hands lock your head in place. Your breath hitches when he slowly dips his head down, eyes lidding as his nose brushes against yours. You exhale a shaky breath as you close your eyes, feeling his lips press against yours seconds later.
Your heart pounds within your chest, a foreign achiness flooding throughout you. Why does this feel so liberatingβ¦? And why is there an underlying pain that youβve not sensed before? What could that mean?
You push that thought away, deciding youβll confront it later. Cole pulls away moments later, staring at you for a second before hooking his hands underneath your thighs again. He carries you away from the door, gently lowering you onto your bed.
A sudden chill rushes over you when he separates from you, but subsides when he crawls over you. As soon as his eyes meet yours, a fierce desire to kiss him again overcomes you. You pull him down towards you, crashing your lips against his in a sloppy kiss that leaves you breathless. After sharing kisses for about a minute or so, Cole moves to your neck.
You moan as you feel his tongue brushing against your skin, slinging your arms around him. After tilting your neck, you feel a sharp pain emanating from the location of his kiss. You suck in a sharp breath, realizing heβd bitten you.
βColeβ¦β you mumble, moaning again when he presses another kiss against the mark.
βSorry,β he admits, shifting his gaze to your eyes. βToo much?β
You shake your head. βI actually liked itβ¦β
βOh?β he hums, expression turning mischievous as he flicks his stare to your legs. βIn that caseβ¦β
You giggle, growing excited as he sits up and scoots backwards. His hands settle on your thighs as you press your legs together.
βHoly hellβ¦β he mumbles, pressing his fingers against your flesh. βYour fucking thighsβ¦.β
You smile as you watch him. βTouch me?β
βWith pleasure,β he replies with a smirk, dipping a finger between the fabric of your thigh-highs and skin. He removes his finger, watching as the material snaps back into place.
βI donβt want these to come off,β he admits, gently slipping his hands between your knees. You giggle, spreading your legs a little bit.
βThey donβt have to. They can stay on without the garter belt, though theyβll probably fall down a little bit.β
βNice,β he states, gently rubbing your skin. βDamnβ¦β
With that statement, he lowers his to gently kiss the top part of your right thigh. You shudder, relaxing your head as he continues to kiss your skin. The sensation intensifies when he moves to your inner thighs, his lips eliciting an electric buzz throughout your abdomen. Soon enough, he bites down on what he realized to be a sensitive spot, drawing another moan from you.
βColeβ¦β you drawl, whimpering again when he bites the inner part of your other thigh.
βStill okay?β he asks as he raises his head, crawling back towards you.
βYeah,β you answer, smiling appreciatively. βAre you?β
βIβm thriving,β he jokes, chuckling. You laugh lightly, sitting up a bit.
βIβm glad to hear it. The real test is seeing if you can unclip a bra, though.β
He snickers. βIt canβt be that hard.β
βItβs not once you get used to it,β you say, laying back down again.
βI want to enjoy it for a minute,β he confesses as he glances down at your bra. βItβs so pretty. Have you always had this set?β
βNo, I got new stuff because I didnβt really have pretty lingerie on hand,β you respond.
βYou didnβt have to buy anything just for tonight. Youβd look beautiful in anything.β
His words draw a smile from you. βWellβ¦thank you, but I really wanted tonight to be special for us.β
βIt already is special,β he whispers, pressing his forehead against yours.
A newfound warmth floods within you as you gaze at him. What is this man doing to you?
βBut please understand that I am in no way, shape or form complaining about what youβre wearing,β he notes with a lighthearted tone.
βNoted,β you reply with a brief laugh. βSo, leaving it on for now?β
βYeah,β he answers, taking a moment to kiss the tip of your nose before lowering his head to your chest.
The light mood shifts back into the previous, lust-ridden atmosphere as he immediately kisses your collarbone, settling one his right hand on your breast. Your eyes flutter shut as you tilt your head back, sighing in bliss. How could a touch feel so electrifying?
He focuses his next few kisses on the tops of your breasts, fingertips memorizing the texture of the lace lining the bra. The room is quiet for a while, save for your intermingling breaths and soft moans resulting from his continued ministrations.
Minutes pass as his lips dance across your chest, eventually sneaking his hands underneath your back so that he can attempt to unclip your bra. You snicker upon feeling his hands fumble with the fabric.
βThatβs what I thought would happen,β you state, sitting up so you can properly unhook the clasp, shrugging it off and tossing it aside. βBam. Titties.β
That elicits a laugh from Cole, the sound making you chuckle as well as you lay back down. The chilly air summons a brigade of goosebumps on your skin that surrender upon regaining his warmth. Once more, he presses his forehead against yours.
βPretty,β he mutters as you enjoy the sensation of his fingers whispering against your skin.
You smile, bringing your hand up to grasp his gently. You run the tips of your fingers over his knuckles as you glance up at him.
βThank you for keeping it slow,β you mumble as he rotates his hand in yours so that he can hold it.
βOf course,β he replies, settling on his side next to you. Your breath hitches as you note how close his face is to you.
For a moment, the two of you simply gaze at each other, hands locked and resting on your chest. Youβve enjoyed the attention heβs given you, but he deserves some too. With his childhood being filled with so much neglect, you know he needs a little love shown to him.
Your smile softens slightly. βLay down for me?β
He nods, a curious expression on his face as he flattens his back against the bed. You place your hands on his chest as you straddle him, gently tracing your nails against his skin. He shudders underneath your touch, swallowing slightly.
βYou deserve a little attention too,β you mumble, lowering your head so that you can force him to meet your gaze. βJust tell me if you want me to stop, okay?β
He nods, eyes trained on you. βI trust you.β
That makes your heart warm as you smile down at him. He trusts you. That evokes a foreign feeling within you, but you push it aside as you get ready to do your thing.
You initiate your turn by kissing him deeply. His hands come to grab the side of your head, pulling you closer to him. Once you separate, you move your lips to focus on the skin underneath his jaw, trailing kisses down to his neck. You hear him sighing as he relaxes against you, so you take that as a good sign.
You shift your stare to his scar, his earlier words coming back to you as you trace it. What people say about the human body being a canvas of art is true β heβs so handsome. Part of you wants to ask him where this one came from, but something tells you to wait. The silence is perfect for now, and you donβt want to ruin the moment.
Instead, you lean down to kiss it, hands moving down to his abs. You canβt get over how well-sculpted he is; it truly is a testament to how hard he works during his training to better himself. That thought makes you smile as you caress his abs lightly, now sitting up straight again.
βDoing okay?β you ask, voice soft as you study him.
With lidded eyes, he nods. βYeah.β
Good, not too fast then. You smile in response, deciding to focus your next few moments on his lower half.
Your eyes trail down, eventually spotting his v-line. Sucking in a deep breath, you canβt help but shudder in anticipation. How can that be such a turn on?
You canβt help but press your fingers against the toned area, eliciting a soft moan from him.
βYou are absolutely gorgeous, you know that?β you say suddenly, looking back up to him.
βGorgeous?β he questions.
You nod. βYou are. Scars and allβ¦Cole, youβre beautiful.β
He remains silent for a few seconds before one of his rare, genuine smiles erupts on his face. The sight of it makes your heart flutter. βThank you.β
You nod, taking a moment to commit that picture to memory. βI love it when you smile like that.β
That manages to beckon a bit of red to his cheeks as he shakes his head. βW-What? Isnβt this how I always smile?β
You giggle softly. βYour normal smile is cute too, but that one was genuine.β
He suddenly brings his hands to his face, saying your name softly. You chuckle, deciding to back off for the moment.
βOkay, okay, but itβs true,β you reply.
βThank you,β Cole mumbles as he drops his hands. βI really do appreciate it.β
You smile as you shimmy down a bit, now having his belt buckle in your view as the conversation dies down once more. His stare remains trained on you as your fingers start undoing the buckle. He lifts his hips once you get it undone, pulling the belt out of the loops of his jeans and tossing it to the side.
Itβs now you notice his erection starting to rise. That makes you giggle slightly as your fingers start undoing the buttons, finally getting the zipper down.
That prompts you to change positions so that he can stand and take them off, leaving him in his boxers. You follow his lead and wiggle out of your panties, tossing them to the side.
βFuck,β he mumbles. Seeing him glance at your now naked body isβ¦well. Awkward for you. But not as awkward as you first thought it would be. In fact, youβre starting to get excited for whatβs to come.
βOkay, Iβm not going to lie,β Cole starts as he approaches the edge of the bed. βI want to eat you out now. Your thighs, paired with that garter beltβ¦damn.β
You snicker as he crawls back onto the bed. βI am not opposed to that. So long as I can return the favor, of course.β
βBabe, I am so down for that,β he replies, setting his hands on your knees. Your eyes widen when you realize he called you βbabeβ.
Cole gently pushes your knees apart, allowing you to flatten them as he slides his hands up to your thighs. He squeezes them a few times before glancing back up at you. βAre you still sure about this?β
βYes. I trust you,β you answer, repeating his words from earlier. That makes him smile as he slowly dips his head between your inner thighs, pressing a hesitant kiss to your labia. You moan, heart beginning to race.
βColeβ¦β you whisper, resting the back of your forearm on your forehead as you feel yourself becoming wetter.
βStill okay?β
βYes,β you reply, breath beginning to escape you. βKeep going.β
He obeys without another word, tongue immediately flicking across your clit. A sharper moan escapes you this time as the pace ramps up, his hands bracing themselves against your inner thighs as you feel his tongue slipping inside your vagina.
βCole!β you mewl, squeezing your thighs a little as his tongue goes back to your clit, managing to find your sweet spot. You canβt help the little sounds that emanate from you as he works, mind starting to go hazy as he continues.
Moments later, he pulls away, leaving you a hot mess. Your heavy breathing subsides as you rub your thighs together, even readier for the real thing now.
Now, though, itβs his turn. You flick your gaze to him, no words needed as he slips out of his boxers. You move aside so that he can lay down.
You eye his penis, getting even more excited as you hover over it. You gently run your index finger from the tip to its base, causing Cole to shudder.
Determined to make him feel good too, you lower your head and put your lips against the base. You feel him shivering as you drag your tongue to the tip, circling around it a few times before lightly sucking the tip for a few seconds to test the water. His moans are enough to urge you on as you circle your hands against the base, rubbing and sucking him to the best of your ability. Soon enough, his moans become louder as he swears underneath his breath.
βFuck, Iβm going to cum,β he says, causing you to lift your head. You take a moment to catch your breath as you wipe the excess saliva off of your lips.
βWas that good?β you ask.
βIt was fantastic,β he replies, standing and walking over to where his fallen jeans are. He pulls out a small package, which you assume must be the condom.
βIβm glad to hear it,β you say as you watch him tear the package open. βAnd I have to sayβ¦Iβm actually really excited now.β
βSo am I,β he says as he lets the plastic packaging fall, pulling the condom on. Once thatβs done, he climbs onto the bed once more. βReady?β
You nod, grinning in anticipation as you circle your arms around his neck and spread your legs. You look up as he goes to get set up, heart racing.
βOkay. Iβm going to go slow, all right?β
You nod, waiting for him to get aligned before you see his hips started to lower, eventually feeling the tip of his penis sliding in. You moan as the sensation continues until heβs completely in, tightening your hold around him.
βDoing okay?β he questions, voice tight as he looks down at you.
βYes!β
Another moan slips from your lips as he starts thrusting lightly, pressing his forehead against yours again. Youβre forced to look at him, arms locked around him as you hook your legs around his hips. βFaster!β
He obliges with no complaints, intensifying the pleasure as your mouth remains slightly agape. Cole groans, taking the opportunity to kiss you again. This time, the kiss is sloppy and needy as you lift your hips to meet his thrusts in an attempt to increase the friction. His tongue enters your mouth, yours meeting his not long after.
His pace gets stronger as the two of you keep your eyes locked on each other, his hands prying your arms off from his neck as he pins them above your head with one hand. He dips his head down to your chest, latching his mouth onto one of your nipples.
βCole!β you cry, loving how gentle heβs being with you. Knowing this man can catch boulders four times his size and yet be so lovingly careful with you makes your heart go fuzzy. Youβre completely at his mercy and yet you donβt think you could be any safer.
And yet, through the lustfulness and intimacy that has been present all night, you canβt help but notice that same emotion dancing within his eyes. It was the one youβd felt earlier, when he said he trusted you.
You feel your head starting to become a puddle of mush as he continues, hands releasing your wrists so that he can grip your waist and go faster. Your hands return to his neck as you hear him moaning, not in much better shape yourself.
You know you wonβt last for much longer, despite loving this unfamiliar sensation. You can tell he is too, judging by how uneven his thrusts are becoming. You whimper as you feel your climax approaching, crying out as he utilizes his super strength to initiate a few final strong thrusts.
The orgasm finally hits, causing you to release a final mewl as he does the same, collapsing against your body.
βHoly shitβ¦β he mumbles as you both let yourselves catch your breath.
βI know,β you reply as he slides off of you. The chilly air wastes no time in enveloping you, causing to squirm your way back into Coleβs grasp as he yanks your discarded blanket back onto the bed. He holds you against his side as he uses his other hand to throw the blanket over the two of you.
βWowβ¦β you mumble, resting your head on his shoulder.
βYeahβ¦that was incredible,β he replies, voice just as soft as he glances at you.
βWas it special?β
βYouβre damn right it was.β
You smile as that feeling ambushes you once more. βIβm glad.β
The two of you exchange a few more words after that, but sleepiness eventually snatches you into its grasp as you drift off in his arms.
β¦
Something changed between the two of you after that night.
It had started when the two of you woke the following morning, talking and agreeing that showers were needed. That shower, however, led to another round of passionate sex that lasted until the water ran cold and the two of you had to clean up in freezing water.
Not that you minded. Being with him was amazing, and now, youβre finding that youβre starting to crave his presence more often. Almost like a drug. Yet, the sex wasnβt the only thing you wanted. You just want him. To wake up beside him, to listen to him talk, to justβ¦exist with him.
Thereβs no way that you both are just friends anymore β not with how sexually active the two of you are. It was too intimate to just be platonic. Now, youβre seeing how that intimacy is leaking into areas aside from your sex life too.
Youβre both closer now, and youβre not going to pretend that you havenβt noticed the way the others have been staring at the two of you. Cole would almost always greet you with some sort of touch now β either a hug, a handhold, an arm slung around your neck, something like that. And unconsciously, you found yourself sneaking your hand into his or leaning your head on his shoulder.
Something certainly changed. But is it actually because you truly want something deeper? Or are you just looking at him differently for the sex?
You rake your mind, wondering what to do as you sit in the empty living room of the Bounty. Should you just tell him�
βSomething on your mind?β
The new voice causes you to turn, seeing Kai waltzing into the room with his normal cockiness. You perk up, knowing that a second opinion would help.
βHey, Kai,β you greet as he sits down, pulling out his phone and checking it. Well, now would be a great time to ask considering that Jay and Lloyd are focused on a video game, Zane is preparing dinner, Cole is reading, and Nya is working on a project. βAnd actually, I could use your help.β
βWhatβs up?β he asks, turning his phone off and slipping it into his pocket.
You sigh, setting your forehead in your hands. βIβ¦oh my stars.β
βLet me guess β this has something to do with Cole, right?β
βHuh? Howβd you know?β
βWell, the two of you havenβt exactly been discreet. Youβve been way more affectionate towards each other lately. Are you twoβ¦?β
βNo,β you admit.
βThen whatβs going on?β
βUmβ¦I think I like him more than just platonically,β you confess softly, heart suddenly racing. Itβs almost surreal to hear yourself say it aloud.
βFor real?β
βYeahβ¦but itβs weird, becauseβ¦well, weβve been friends since weβve been kids, but now things just seem different all of a sudden.β
βWhat do you mean by different?β
βWellβ¦something happened and now Iβm feeling like thereβs justβ¦more than our friendship. Thereβs something deeper between us and I know he feels it too but Iβm just scared that it might be because Iβm being selfish and I donβt want it to feel like Iβm using him just for that-β
βSlow down, slow down,β Kai interrupts. βSo, you think thereβs actually some chemistry between the two of you now?β
You nod.
βAnd youβre not sure what to do because you think it may not be what you think it is?β
βYeahβ¦β
βSo what exactly happened that made you reconsider?β
βWeβ¦umβ¦β
Kai studies you for a second before he pieces it together, expression widening in surprise a bit. βWaitβ¦you two slept together?β
βYeah,β you affirm. βWe agreed to try it together just so we could see what it was like. And I justβ¦after we did it, I started seeing him in a different light. Iβm scared it could be because doing that changed things? Becauseβ¦we kissed. So many times. And it was so intensely passionate. And weβve kept doing it ever since. I just canβt see how that could be platonic, I guess?β
βI see,β Kai says, leaning back. βWow. So, it was romantic?β
You nod. βVery.β
βMakes sense. Coleβs a sentimental guy, and he wouldnβt take something like that lightly.β
You frown, fidgeting a little bit. βDo you think thatβs just how he is in bed?β
The brunet shakes his head. βNo. I think heβs looking at you differently now too.β
βReally?β
βYup. Heβs not been as focused during training, Iβve noticed. He keeps making little mistakes that he normally is great about avoiding. Knowing what youβve just told me, it adds up.β
Your eyes widen slightly. So, this could actually be mutualβ¦? βOkayβ¦so what do I do?β
βJust tell him how you feel, dummy. Itβs a lot simpler than your mind is making it out to be, I can tell you that right now.β
You scoff, but nod. βOkay, fine. Thanks, Kai.β
βNo problem. Now, heβs in our room. Go tell him. Donβt make it harder than it needs to be.β
β¦
An alarmingly large part of you wants to turn around and jump off the edge of the Bounty.
You sigh, hands shaky as you raise your hands, deciding to power through the anxiety as you force yourself to knock.
βCome in,β he yells, allowing you to push the door open.
βHey,β you say meekly, swallowing as you step in and shut the door. He glances up at you, smiling as he sees you.
βHey,β he repeats as he sets his book aside. βWhat brings you here?β
You shrug, throat tight as you slowly make your way to him. βJust wanted to talk.β
βOf course. Thoughβ¦you seem kind of tense. Is everything okay?β
You nod, sitting down at the foot of his bed as you look down. Itβs okay. Itβs just Cole. Breathe. βYeah. I justβ¦realized something.β
βOh?β
Take a deep breath. Here we go.
βYou remember when we wereβ¦I donβt know, it was sometime in elementary school,β you recall with a soft smile, still gazing at the floor as you visualize the memory. βWe were hiding in our secret spot in the theatre together that one rainy dayβ¦β
ββ¦after I botched the Triple Tiger Sashay on that performance?β he questions.
You nod. βIt was just a shit day for both of us. But I rememberβ¦β
βWe made a very important pinky promise that I intend to uphold until the day I die,β he adds dramatically.
You chuckle, nodding in agreement. βYeah.β
βI promised I would never leave you,β he replies, tone gentle. βAnd that we would always treat each other well. That we would help people together and prevent them from going through what we did as kids.β
βOh my stars,β he replies, laughing. βI almost forgot about it.β
βI did too,β you say. βWell, untilβ¦you know.β
βReally?β
You nod. βColeβ¦β you sigh, grabbing his hand and facing him. He remains quiet, studying you with a curious stare. βYou knowβ¦it took us having sex for me to realize it, butβ¦youβre my closest friend. Butβ¦Iβve been thinking on that. Andβ¦what I feel for you is far beyond friendship.β
Your confession leaves your lips faster than you had anticipated. You tighten your grip around his hand, averting your gaze as a blush spreads across your cheeks. He says your name softly as his fingers slip underneath your chin, guiding your stare to him.
βWaitβ¦really?β
βReally really,β you mumble.
It takes a few moments, but soon, you see Cole bringing his free hand to cup your chin as he closes the gap and presses his lips against yours. The anticipation of this moment crashes down between the two of you, causing your hands to shoot up to his neck so that you can pull him closer. He nearly falls on you as you strive to deepen the kiss, only separating when your lungs start burning for air.
That was the day you truly began existing with him.
Imagine cole suddenly getting enough courage to get all flirty with you, but your just acting oblivious to it, and at the end of the day heβs tired about it and you suddenly send him a suggestive remark that leaves him all flustered.
You quietly enjoy the views youβre being blessed with β shirtless, sweaty ninja. All training to their Senseiβs content. With muscles and abs abound and sweat glistening on their skin, itβs pretty much heaven. One ninja in particular is really catching your eye, though β Cole. You sigh upon watching him lifting a dumbbell set on the maximum weight level plus the weight of the rest of his team. He hoists them all up with no problem. You giggle quietly upon studying his toned muscles. He had the best torso of the ninja, hands down. The guyβs practically a Greek god.
You sigh dreamily as the ninja all hop off one by one. You like him in a way thatβs beyond a mere platonic manner β you know that much. You wish you could gather the courage to talk to him more.
But somethingβs different today. You feel eyes on your figure as you watch the other ninja throw their shirts back on, all complaining about the obnoxiously hot weather. You turn to see Cole standing there, his muscle tank in hand as he studies you.
You feel a blush creeping across your cheeks when you notice he starts walking towards you. Uh oh. Youβre excited but also very, very nervous.
A smirk lines his lips as he approaches you. βIs it hot out here or is it just you?β
You huff. Yeah, you may have an obnoxiously massive crush on him, but that doesnβt mean youβll let him fluster you so easily. You plaster a faux expression of confusion on your face as you tilt your head. βItβs obviously Kai.β
Coleβs smirk fades, and he looks like heβs about to reply when you hear Kai laughing from where heβs standing a few feet away.
βHa! Sheβs right. It is me!β Kai boasts, a cocky smile plastered on his face as he sends a wink your way. You roll your eyes at his antics.
You do catch Cole glaring at Kai, though. You take note of this but donβt comment on it. Instead, you stand before turning around and walking inside, not paying the ninja any mind.
At least, not until the very last second, when you close the door to the Bounty and accidentally catch Coleβs stare.
His gaze is challenging and intrigued. You raise your eyebrow, but he only smirks with an expression that reads:
Itβs on.
β¦
Sensei Wu once informed you that there is a big difference between βsimpleβ and βeasyβ. Youβre starting to see it now.
Your tactic is simple but executing it has proven that it isnβt easy. Of course, you noticed the way Cole had leaned his arms up against the back of the couch, subtly showing off his gorgeous biceps. You knew he had selected that muscle tank for a reason. Even so, you force yourself to focus on the game rather than his perfectly toned body.
Thatβs proving a bit difficult, and Cole seems to notice that youβre making an effort not to look at him. Dammit, that just makes things harder.
Seconds later, you spot him getting up from your peripheral vision. He glances at you for a moment as he walks towards the kitchen to grab something before coming back. Instead of returning to his seat, though, he sits his candy ass right next to you, a soda in his grasp. You feel your face heating as he slings an arm around the back of the sofa, almost around your shoulders.
βHow is it that youβre so-damn cute?β Cole mumbles, dropping the tone of his voice. You do your best to hide the way it makes you shudder.
You only hum in acknowledgement, trying to make it look like you arenβt really listening. Cole doesnβt say anything else, but you feel his stare lingering on you. He looks away soon after, but doesnβt move his arm.
βYour puns are fizzically making us sick. No wonder why sheβs ignoring you!β Nya chimes in. You smile as Cole pouts.
βFine.β
β¦
Cole doesnβt stop there. Heβs diligent, damn him β he tries cutesy little pickup lines, subtle little motions, and flat-out compliments, but you pretend to be too in your head to understand. Even though it was the other way around β every time he said something flirty, it would make your heart skip a beat.
But now, youβre getting tired of acting oblivious. Youβre ready to turn the tables on him to make him flustered!
You smirk upon thinking about his potential reactions. This is going to be fun.
Itβs getting late, and the ninja are all preparing for bed. Except you. Youβre quietly making your way to the kitchen for a glass of water before bedtime.
Once you arrive, you silently take a glass out of the cabinet and fill it before heading back into the living room.
You chill on the sofa for a bit as you enjoy your glass, something telling you to wait out in the living room for a bit. You do so, enjoying the rare moment of quiet.
A few moments later, however, you hear footsteps coming from the hallway. You turn, spying none other than Cole there.
His gaze lingers on you for a second, not saying anything. A small smile crosses your lips as he comes to stand next to where youβre sitting.
βWhy have you been ignoring me all day?β he whines.
You canβt help but smirk as you stand and face him, your chests a mere hairline away from brushing.
βWhat do I have to do to get your attention?β he questions with a hazy gaze.
A wicked smile traces your lips as you raise your hands to his chest, pushing him hard. Heβs caught off guard and falls onto the couch with a stunned gasp. You proceed to straddle his lap, throwing one of your hands onto his shoulders before cupping his chin with other.
Your answer is simple and to the point, but works flawlessly: βMe.β
Ladies and gentleman, we got him.
That one word manages to make his entire face go red as he stares helplessly into your unforgiving eyes. βI-Iβ¦β
Youβre interrupted when someone gasps from the hallway. Your snap your gaze up to find Jay there, eyes wide.
βI just wanted some chips,β the blue ninja groans. βBut yeah, just go ahead and go at it while Iβm here. Thanks.β
Jay hurries into the kitchen, so you take the chance to look down at Cole.
βMy room, now,β you mutter, standing up and grinning in victory.
An excited smile rests on your lips as Cole slams the door to your room shut, immediately pinning you against it. You giggle, slinging your arms around his shoulders as he sets his hands on your thighs, prompting you to hook your legs around his waist.
βYouβve done it now,β he grunts as he presses his forehead against yours.
βReally? I donβt think I have,β you tease with a smirk, challenging his gaze with your own fiery stare. Youβre not really sure whatβs gotten into you, but you like it.
βYouβre gonna regret this after Iβm through with you.β
βWho says youβre gonna be in control?β
βMe,β he mumbles, his voice becoming all deep and sexy. βAfter all, I still need to fulfill your requirement in order to gain your attention. And I intend on doing that tonight. Or rather β you.β
A smirk crosses your lips as you squeeze your thighs, causing him to grunt. You send him a wink. βDo your worst.β
With that, Cole immediately closes the gap between you two, pressing his lips against yours. You lose your breath as you kiss him back, your hands coming to cup his jaw as he presses his torso against you. A soft moan escapes your lips as you feel him pushing his hips against yours.
He hums slightly as he separates from you, gazing into you.
βI like that sound,β he notes, studying you with his spearmint green eyes. You spot a mischievous glint in them as he grinds against you once more, eliciting another soft moan from you. βI want to hear it some more.β
With that, he re-establishes his grip on your thighs as he moves you away from the door. Before you know it, he throws you onto the bed before climbing on top of you.
You feel yourself growing breathless as you stare up at him, absentmindedly pushing a lock of hair behind his hair. He envelops his hand over yours, his thumb rubbing your skin lovingly.
βYouβre so beautiful,β he whispers, his gaze flitting all over your figure. βYou know that?β
βColeβ¦β you mumble softly, smiling a bit.
βItβs true,β he replies, leaning down so he can kiss your lips again. βYouβre the prettiest woman Iβve ever seen. Inside and out.β
Youβre speechless for a moment β this boy. This adorably gorgeous sweetheart. This dork. You feel your heart swelling as you wiggle your hand out of his grip so that you can pull him down for another kiss.
You feel Cole smile against your lips, and soon enough, you separate.
βThank you,β you say. βAnd for the record, that goes for you too.β
He chuckles, gently rubbing your cheek with his thumb. βWe donβt have to do this if you arenβt ready.β
βI want to,β you assure him. βIf youβre ready, I am.β
He hums in response, lowering his head once more. You feel your breath hitch as you watch him quietly.
βTell me if you want to stop at any point,β he says. You nod, and with that, he starts kissing you again. Itβs different this time though β more heated. More passionate. It elicits a tingle throughout your body and gets your heart racing.
He shifts so that heβs pressing tiny kisses along your jawline, gradually trailing them down to your neck, and on your collarbones. You feel one of his hands slipping underneath your shirt, his fingers gliding across your skin.
βMay I?β he questions quietly, tugging on the hem of your shirt.
You nod breathlessly, words becoming hard to find as you arch your back so that he can slip your shirt off. He tosses it out of the way before his eyes shift to you.
βWere you expecting this?β he asks, gesturing the pretty bra youβre wearing.
You smile nervously. βErβ¦maybe?β
He chuckles, pressing another kiss to your lips.
βYouβre so pretty,β he muses, tracing a finger along the skin of your belly. You shiver, noticing his gaze has fallen back on your bra.
He leans back down, this time kissing the skin above your breasts. You feel his hands creeping underneath your back, so you sit up slightly so he can unhook your bra.
Well β a better word would be to attempt to unhook your bra. You giggle upon realizing that heβs struggling to do so.
βHere,β you say, reaching behind you to unclasp it.
You laugh upon seeing his embarrassed expression, a simple βOhβ falling from his lips. You chuckle as you pull the bra away and throw it off the bed.
Coleβs breath hitches upon seeing you topless.
βYou can touch me,β you assure, pulling his head down so that you can kiss him. You find your hands wandering down to his torso. He sits up so that he can take his shirt off, and you immediately find yourself becoming aroused upon seeing his abs and defined muscles. He immediately returns his lips to the top of your breasts, but quickly shifts his attention lower. You moan softly when he starts kissing your nipple, his hand going to rub your other breast.
You moan, feeling his tongue swiping over the sensitive areas on your breast, and you feel his hips slightly grinding against yours.
βColeβ¦β you moan softly. He looks up at you, smiling softly as he kisses you before continuing his ministrations on your other breast. You arch your back and moan, hands going to tangle your fingers within his mess of dark hair. He continues lapping at your skin for a few more seconds before he finishes, kissing your lips yet again.
βDoing okay?β he questions, green eyes solely focused on you.
βIβm better than okay,β you mumble, a hazy smile crossing your lips. βKeep going?β
He nods, his hands creeping towards your hips. He slips them off of your waist, prompting you to lift your hips as he helps you wiggle out of them. He discards them before setting his hands on your thighs and admiring your panties.
βYou look so fucking sexy right now,β he remarks, the comment only arousing you further.
βSo do you,β you respond. He gingerly slides his fingers towards the inside of your thighs, eliciting a soft moan from you. He trails his touch upward until he gently presses a finger into your panties, beckoning another moan from you. He rubs you a few more times before he slips his fingers underneath the waistband and gently tugs the article off.
His hands go to keep your thighs spread as he lowers his head to drag a slow, teasing lick along your labia. You moan, your wetness only increasing as a heat stirs within you. You go to grasp his hair, his tongue beginning to flick across your vagina. After a few moments, he fully encloses his mouth and begins eating you out, your cries of pleasure only becoming louder. You feel his tongue slipping inside you, which makes you buck your hips. After a few seconds of him teasing you from the inside, he unlatches before he begins lapping at your clit.
You tilt your head back as the pleasure seeps through your abdomen, pressing his head down. He quickens his pace, causing you to moan louder. You buck your hips, and as soon as you feel your climax approaching, he backs off suddenly. You pout, wanting more but knowing why he stopped.
βHow was that?β he asks, red dotting his cheeks and a smile crossing his face.
βAbsolutely perfect,β you answer, chuckling.
βIβm glad,β he mumbles, eyes lidding as he crawls up to press a kiss against your lips. βAre you ready?β
You nod, cupping his cheeks and kissing him softly. βI am.β
With that, he nods and goes to slip out of his pants and underwear. You feel your breath hitch as his erection is revealed.
βHoly shit,β you say without thinking. Heβs pretty big, and itβs only making you wetter.
He laughs slightly. βYou okay?β
βYeah,β you reply, suddenly getting excited.
βAnd I just realizedβ¦I donβt have a condom,β he admits, studying you for an answer.
βHere,β you say, rolling over so that you can reach the nightstand drawer. You yank it open, taking out a pack.
Cole accepts it, but not without a shocked expression. You laugh. βI may or may not have overheard Kai telling you and the others that he kept an βemergency stashβ under his mattress. I may or may not have taken one just in case.β
Cole laughs, slipping it on. βI see. You were expecting this.β
βMore likeβ¦wanting it,β you say, chuckling. βAnd, for the record, I am on birth control as an extra precaution.β
βOkay, good,β he replies, crawling back on top of you after he finishes. βNowβ¦where were we?β
βI believe you were just about to start pounding me into the mattress,β you reply, earning another kiss from him.
βThat sounds about right,β he mutters, his voice dropping to a point that only arouses you further. You start squirming, starting to feel even needier now.
Cole smirks, pressing the tip of his penis against your clit. βExcited, I see.β
βPleaseβ¦β
βPlease what?β
βPlease fuck me,β you whine with a pout.
βAs you wish,β he replies before you feel him slipping inside of you. A gasp escapes your lips as he finally reaches as deep as he can get.
βFuckβ¦pleaseβ¦β
He smirks, going to pin your biceps down as he starts thrusting. Fuck, his super strength really adds to the experience. The pressure of his chest only makes you more aware of him, and you feel your heart rate picking up.
βHarderβ¦!β
He obeys, speeding up his thrusts. He latches his mouth onto your neck, sucking and biting the skin there. You cry out as you feel him biting the skin under your collarbone, the stinging pain harmonizing with the immensely pleasurable feeling building in your abdomen.
Soon, you feel yourself approaching your orgasm as Cole continues pounding into you, gently licking the hickeys he just made. He hovers over you, eyes lidded as he grunts and moans softly.
βColeβ¦I-I-β
He silences you with a kiss before pressing his forehead against yours and gazing at you. βMe too, babe. Weβre almost there.β
From then on, your gazes are locked as he keeps his pace up. His thrusts start becoming slower and sloppy, and you feel your orgasm taking over once he rams into you one final time. You moan his name, arching your back.
Cole isnβt far behind, and soon enough, he buries himself inside you and cums while saying your name. You pant, watching as he discards the used condom in your trash bin before crawling over you.
βThat was amazing,β you mutter, giggling as he presses a kiss to your lips.
βIt was,β he agrees, chuckling as you lay your head on his chest. The two of you lay there in content silence for a bit before you hear your phone vibrating from your nightstand. You check it:
Kai: bruh why didnβt you guys invite me :((( that sounded like a damn good time
βFucking pervert,β you say with a laugh, flopping back on Cole and showing him the text. He chuckles, shaking his head.
Your phone vibrates again:
Kai: I heard that >:(
You roll your eyes. βHow thin are these walls?β
βPretty thin. Weβre probably gonna get cussed out by Jay tomorrow,β he notes with a nervous chuckle.
βEh, screw him,β you reply, smiling. βIβm glad we got busy.β
βI am too,β he mumbles, eyes drooping. You feel the exhaustion taking over, and before you know it, you fall asleep.
