Synopsis: A woman destined to be queen meets an unfortunate block in her path when she finds out that she must marry for the crown to be hers. With the help of her advisor, they find a suitable partner…unbeknownst to her, she finds herself in a love triangle with the man she has known all her life, who is by no means royalty, and the man she just met, who will bring her closer to her crown with two simple words, I DO. Will she choose the love of her kingdom or her love for…love?
I haven't been wrong many times in my life. Nine times, to be exact, give or take a misunderstanding or two.
Although I am only eighteen, I do believe that I am rarely wrong.
Unfortunately, the universe has its way of proving you wrong by shoving the truth in your face.
Synopsis: A woman destined to be queen meets an unfortunate block in her path when she finds out that she must marry for the crown to be hers. With the help of her advisor, they find a suitable partner…unbeknownst to her, she finds herself in a love triangle with the man she has known all her life, who is by no means royalty, and the man she just met, who will bring her closer to her crown with two simple words, I DO. Will she choose the love of her kingdom or her love for…love?
So I wrote this fic for a collab back in early November and this person has decided to steal not only the entire thing, but my requests and drabbles too. I haven’t had a proper look but I am SHAKING with anger. The only thing they changed is the characters involved. I’m not sure if they’ve stolen anyone else’s work, but you know people like this are too lazy and in creative to write their own stuff so please make sure to see if anything of yours has been stolen.
I am FUMING I have no idea what to do in this situation.
⁘ amongst salt water skin and silken sheets lies insecurities and innocence, but also tenderness and a willingness to learn...
› pairing; bradley bradshaw x f!reader
prompt; ❝ well, honestly i’ve never really had sex before and was kinda hoping you would teach me. ❞ and ❝ don’t be nervous, i’ll guide you through it. ❞
word count; ~ 6.1K
× chapter warnings; loss of virginity, virginity as a normative concept, p in v sex, no use of y/n, smut, porn without plot, creampie, hair tugging, praise kink, innocence kink, corruption(?) if you squint maybe, rooster is a consent king
request; by @diorrfairy. I'm so sorry this took so long my love 🫶
disclaimer; I was rather torn with how I wanted this fic to go. on one hand I wanted it to be how I wished my first time was, yet I did not want to accidentally make it seem as if this is how a 'first time' is supposed to be, if that makes sense. I therefore tried to make it realistic in the way I experienced sex for the first time, but still making it softer, and sweeter, and the way I figure I'd want a first time with someone you love to be. for me sex hurt the first like five times but also my first bf was 6'5 and he was fucking huge so like yeehaw.
tagging people who might like; @roleycoleyland @roosterforme @lewmagoo @theharddeck @seresinsweetie @sebsxphia @rhettabbotts
Being with Bradley was easy. It was sunny, comfortable, and safe. The soft gaze of the aviator could turn your knees weak in a heartbeat. The way he touched you, the way he listened and understood you - and most of all, the way he never pushed you harder than needed to explore new things if you didn’t want to.
Previously, in all relationships you’d had - whether platonic or romantic, you found that people pushed you. Pushed you to participate in things you maybe weren’t entirely ready for, or didn’t wholly feel comfortable with. Like the first time you got drunk, even though you’d told your friends you’d rather just try one beer and then drink soda.
Bradley, however, understood the need for you to feel comfortable and safe. He understood that you needed time to contemplate, to reflect, and to sort of turn and twist an event in your mind a few times before throwing yourself headfirst into it.
So, when the two of you started getting serious, and you, with heat rising to your face, confessed that you ‘hadn’t done much’ in the sexual department, his amber gaze had softened. He’d smiled softly, cradled your cheek in one of his large palms, and placed a tender kiss upon your lips as he promised to take everything in the pace you deemed appropriate.
He wasn’t in a hurry, he’d said before enveloping you in his arms, letting you nuzzle your face into his chest and his safe embrace. Inhaling his scent and feeling his strong arms and hands holding you so delicately, you truly felt safe in his promise not to rush anything.
Bradley had not quite understood your timidness when telling him about not having too much experience. He figured maybe you’d fooled around a little in college with some boys or girls, but that you hadn’t had too many mind blowing sexual encounters. As beautiful and kind as you were, Rooster had a hard time imagining anything else. However, his mother had raised him to always respect a ladies wishes - however small or big that wish was, and he was nothing if not a caring soul himself. He always wanted you to feel safe with him, wanted you to feel you could confide in him, and lay worries and hardships for him to carry with you.
Which was why he was perfectly content to spend lazy afternoons making out with you straddled on his lap, only sneaking in a squeeze of your ass sporadically - keeping his hands placed gently on your waist, only ever letting them grace slowly upwards to your ribcage and to the wire of your bra. The small little noises you made drove him wild, but he wouldn’t be the person to push you. No, Bradley was more than willing to wait until you asked him to touch you.
However, as compassionate and patient a man as Bradley was - he was also a little insecure. He had never felt the way he did with you, and he was glad that you both seemed to be on the same page of slowly cherishing each other’s comfort. Felt secure in that this was something you both felt was something special.
Your relationship was not something that needed to be rushed, because both of you felt that this might be it. But one human can only take so many rejections before they start to wonder if it was something that they did wrong. Had he been pushy? Had he made you feel so uncomfortable that even after months of dating you didn’t want him? Or was it simply the fact that you didn’t find him attractive or arousing enough?
These thoughts swirled and tainted the most noble of intentions within Bradley. He so badly wanted you to feel the way he did about you, that it somewhat clouded his perception. Every sweet, bashful smile as you pulled away from him turned into a confirmation that there was something he was doing wrong.
Perhaps you were not a person who wanted what he wanted. He would be okay with that if that were the case, but as he pondered these possibilities in bed after a particularly nice day at the beach with you, he realized that the best way to go about it was to talk about it.
He smiled as he reminisced on your walk, feet bare in the sand. His heart did double-time as he remembered the way your eyes sparkled, and the way you’d pulled on his hand to draw him into the water with you. Covered in sand and salt water, the two of you had spent the majority of the day in each other's arms (when you were not indulged in very serious bouts of splashing wars) before retreating to Bradley’s home.
Which was how Bradley found himself perched on his bed after a nice shower to wash away the sand and salt, feeling content with the conclusion he had come to. The water was still running, as you were washing away the day as well, further fuelling Bradley’s thoughts. He was torn from them when you emerged, clad in a large, white, oversized silken button-up. It was rather old, and some of the buttons were missing. Your skin looked soft as it gleamed in the glow of the evening light. Looking at you, Bradley couldn’t help the soft smile that stretched across his lips as he raised his arms to signal he wanted you near.
Mimicking his smile, you happily straddled his lap, making yourself comfortable before holding up a small container that Rooster hadn’t noticed before.
“What’s that?” his voice was low, as if the energy of the room shouldn’t be disturbed by loud talking. Fingertips dipped into white cream, before gently ghosting across the skin of his face.
“It’s to soothe the skin, baby,” you explained softly, massaging the cool cream onto Bradley’s warm face. He hummed in reply, letting his hands grasp your hips, running his thumb up and down over the soft silken material. His eyes fluttered shut as you carefully made sure that every surface of his skin was carefully covered, even going down to cover his throat and neck.
“All done.” was whispered against his lips, punctured by the soft feel of your plush lips upon his. Your chest had fallen closer to his bare upper body, and the small container now found its resting place on his nightstand as your hands splayed on his pecs and shoulders.
You deepened the kiss, your tongue curiously exploring and wetting Bradley’s lips before meeting his own tongue slowly. Bradley couldn’t help the groan that escaped him as you pressed closer to him, your tongue so languidly moving with his own, couldn’t help gripping your hips just a little tighter at the small noises you were emitting whilst hesitantly rolling your hips against his grown hard-on.
“Sweets…” Bradley rasped, breaking the kiss. Normally, you would look down and look bashful, but this time your lips traveled across his jaw, fluttering over his pulse point as you hummed in acknowledgement. As you reached a particularly sensitive point and nipped softly, Bradley let out a low moan, his hands moving up your waist before they skimmed back down to let them rest on the globes of your ass. Kneading and grasping he groaned again, not noticing the way you had stopped kissing his neck.
Tensing ever so slightly, you sat up from your position, looking down as nerves fluttered restlessly in your stomach.
“Honey,” Bradley’s voice was soft “talk to me, please. Am I doing something wrong? Do I make you uncomfortable?” his fingers gently asked you to look him in the eye from their place at your chin. Blinking, a small crease formed between your brows.
“N-no, never! I’ve never felt as safe as I do when I’m with you.” the answer came to you easy, spilling truthfully from your lips as you looked into your boyfriend’s amber eyes.
“Why do you ask that?”
“I can feel how tense you are sometimes when we’re like this… you always pull away from me darlin’, and I just wanted to make sure we’re on the same page, okay? You can tell me anything. If I’ve done something, or if you just don’t feel like ever doing anything– or if I’m not, y’know, doing enough to turn you on–” he was rambling. He knew he was and yet he couldn’t stop; his worries and anxieties coming out in a way he didn’t want them to. He was almost thankful when you cut him off.
“Bradley, do you think I don’t want to have sex with you because you don’t turn me on enough?” if you weren’t feeling nervous butterflies in your stomach at the aspect of actually feeling ready for taking this step with Bradley, you would have laughed.
“I don’t know… Maybe? Mostly I’ve been worried that I have made you feel unsafe with me. Or that I’ve done something to make you feel as if you don’t want that part of our relationship like that,” it was Bradley’s turn to look bashful. Saying it out loud always made you realize how bizarre some of your thoughts could sound.
“Honey…” you smiled, leaning into your boyfriend again “I– I just… you know I told you how I haven’t done much?” Bradley nodded.
“Of course. I am in no way trying to rush you - I totally understand you may have had other experiences with sex before that makes this uncomfortable and–”
“No, Bradley.” you groaned “you don’t understand–” sighing, you paused for a moment. Maybe it would be better to spell it out. “well… honestly, I’ve never really had sex before–”
Silence hung between two lovers, Bradley’s brows raising slightly in surprise, a feeling of deep guilt settling uncomfortably in his chest.
“Honey… I am so sorry. I never meant– I mean, I figured you must have, you’re so out of this world beautiful…” Bradley looked at you, his eyes soft and filled with love. “I’m sorry, my darling, I just wanted to know if there was something I had done - I will wait for as long as you need,” he straightened up to place his lips upon yours in a soft kiss.
Shaking your head, you broke the kiss, smiling softly at him.
“And– I was kinda hoping you would teach me,” you finished your interrupted sentence, letting your fingers sneak into the hair at the nape of Bradley’s neck, tugging and twirling strands of hair there to ease your nerves. Again, Bradley looked at you with such adoration and love that it nearly took your breath away. His hands were back to soothingly rubbing your sides and hips, the way he held you making you feel precious and secure.
“Darling…” his voice was low but riddled with unspoken emotions, one of his hands moving to cradle your cheek “we don’t have to do anything you don’t want okay. I’m not going anywhere.” his assurance meant the world to you, but you’d felt ready for some time now.
Mulling it over as you first noticed that when the two of you had ended up entangled in bed, or on the sofa, it didn’t make you feel as panicked as it had in the beginning. It felt exhilarating now. It felt like something you wanted. Something you desperately needed with Bradley.
“I really want to.” your voice was firm in its choice, and Bradley sat up more from his position reclined against the headrest to be able to place his lips all over your throat.
“I really want you…” Bradley murmured against your skin as his lips skimmed over the parts he knew had you the most breathless. It drew the tiniest of gasps, followed by a high pitched whimper from you the way he spoke so huskily, so close to your ear, his warm breath momentarily dizzying you.
“Bradley…” you mewled softly “Please!” Bradley’s head was spinning from the sheer thought of loving you like this, but hearing your sweet plea made his breath hitch in his throat, his hard-on jolting slightly in his boxers at the words. Perhaps he should feel some type of embarrassment over that reaction, but he couldn’t find it in him to do so. Not when you were perched on his lap, clad in a loose fitting silken shirt, looking like the divines themselves.
“You say stop and we do, okay?” Bradley searched your eyes, and you nodded, tucking your bottom lip between teeth as anticipation swirled through you. “Gotta hear you say it, honey,” Rooster smirked, reaching up to gently let his thumb draw out your bottom lip from between your teeth. That single act had your breath hitching as he let his thumb trace your lip.
“I say stop and we stop.” you confirmed and Bradley smiled up at you
“Good girl.”
Blinking slowly, you took in the two soft spoken words that had drawn out the most sinful sound from your lips. “Oh, God,” you whispered softly, face heating up in embarrassment. Bradley gently shushed you, before letting his hand inch up your ribcage, his thumbs gracing the underside of your breasts.
“It’s okay, little dove. It’s normal to react this way, alright? Nothing to be embarrassed about.” his voice was so soft, so soothing, that it made you keen even more, needing him closer to you.
“You have no idea how much it turns me on to see you react to me like this…” Bradley wanted you to know that there was nothing shameful in the way you were reacting, and he desperately needed you to understand he never wanted you to suppress any sounds or feelings that might arise between the two of you. He wanted to see it all, hear it all, experience you and your love in its purest form.
His hands wandered ever so slightly further up, gently letting his palm encompass the swell of your breasts in his hands, eyes flitting up to yours to see your reaction to the advancement. Letting out a stuttered breath, you let your head tip back at the sensation of his hands warming the silk against your skin.
As Rooster gently kneaded and pressed against your flesh, another breathy moan spilled from your parted lips. As he let his fingers gently pinch at your pebbled nipple, you cried out, suddenly feeling the need to move. You rocked hesitantly in Bradley’s lap, and another relieved whine left your lips as his hard-on rubbed against your damp underwear.
“Fuck, honey… you’re so beautiful,” Bradley grunted out, trying to hold himself back and not grip your hips and grind you harder down on to him. He truly did believe you had never looked as beautiful as you were now, breath labored, skin glowing in the light that managed to flitter into the room, gently rocking against his lap. He whispered praises against your sternum as his hands slowly kneaded your sensitive flesh, his hot breath fanning over the exposed skin as the shoulder of your night shirt slid down your arm to reveal your breasts.
Bradley took his time kissing and loving your chest, his large hands working up and down your sides, squeezing at your breasts before letting his tongue flutter over hardened nipples, teasing you as you let out soft, high pitched noises. Your brows were furrowed together, eyelids fluttered closed as you moved your hips down on him, panting slightly from the pleasure of his hard cock brushing your clothed clit every so often.
“So pretty…” Bradley murmured before he sucked one nipple into his mouth, groaning at the feel of his lips wrapped around your flesh, relishing in the cry it drew from you, reeling at your body reacting by collapsing closer to him, a hand flying to grasp and tug at his hair. You were pulling him closer, and your movement was starting to become a little frazzled as you were overcome by the pleasure Bradley was giving you.
“Brad–” you were gasping, almost clawing at the back of his head, not sure if you wanted to push him closer to your chest or tug him away. Squirming in your boyfriends’ lap you cried out again, whimpering softly over and over again as you felt his lips release the nipple he had been sucking on, moving to give the other some much needed attention. The cool air against your saliva slick skin had you mewling again. It was all so much, too much, it felt too good, it was dizzying and overwhelming, and Bradley’s hands were touching parts of you you didn’t know were sensitive and–
“Stop!” it was gasped, breathlessly as your eyes shot open, chest heaving before looking down at your boyfriends worried face.
“Too much?” Bradley cooed, reaching up to let his fingertips grace your cheek. Nodding shyly, you leaned into his touch, face heating at the notion that you needed a break.
“It– it was too good, I-I couldn’t…” you trailed off, not entirely sure why you had asked him to stop. There had been a pressure building and sparking in you, and it frightened you. The pleasure you felt when the two of you made out, when he touched you, it was tame in comparison. No one else had ever made that… pressure happen before.
Bradley shushed you softly, licking his lips and smiling softly up at you “S’okay, darling… we’re not in a rush, are we? And if you decide that’s enough for tonight, then that’s alright too.” he assured you, thumbs rubbing against your waist. He couldn’t help that his eyes flickered momentarily to the glistening skin around your breasts, an unfamiliar feeling swirling deep in the pit of his chest at the sight of his saliva marking your skin. It almost made him groan with pleasure, seeing himself on you in any capacity.
“No, I… I really want you. I truly feel ready, because I’ve been thinking of loving you like this for so long now…” you trailed off, again looking down at where your body sat on top of his, stomach flipping a little as you took in the sun kissed skin of his abs… and that dusting of hair that disappeared beneath his boxers. “I just feel a little nervous” you admitted in a whisper, not being able to help the fluttering nerves within your stomach.
“Don’t be nervous… I’ll guide you through it, sweet girl,” Bradley murmured, nudging his nose against yours before letting his lips slowly move with yours, taking his time to let his tongue taste yours, until your arms were once again wrapped around his neck.
“That’s it… good girl, keep going,” Bradley whispered against your lips as you again hesitantly rolled your hips against him. Soft mewls left you at his words, and Bradley couldn’t help but smiling into the kiss, filing away every reaction to his actions for later.
“Does that feel good?” he hummed as he gently gripped your hips, helping you find the right angle to let his cock catch at your entrance before sliding up to your clit. The silk of your panties was dark with your slick, and Bradley could soon feel it covering his own underwear too.
“Yes,” you breathed out, letting your forehead press against his “it– feels funny,” you whined, squeezing your eyes shut as that pressure started to come back, even stronger now. Bradley hummed low in his throat, one hand making its way between your bodies to put more pressure where you needed it.
“Bradley!” you gasped, body jolting slightly as his leaking cock head pressed harder against your sensitive clit. “It’s okay, baby… you’re alright, I’ve got you,” Bradley whispered as he kissed right below your ear, not stopping the slow but steady rocking of your hips.
“I feel like I’m gonna– gonna–” your trembling voice was interrupted by your small gasps and soft moans, again taking your plush bottom lip between your teeth as the sensation grew stronger.
“You’re doing so good, honey– don’t stop; just let go for me, baby,” it was as if you needed Bradley’s soft guidance and assurance, because as soon as he told you to, you could feel that pressure spiking, before it snapped and shot through your entire body. The pleasure coursed through your veins as you came with a loud cry, followed by small whimpers of Bradley’s name, burrowing your face in his neck as you whined softly and rolled your hips a couple of more times.
“There you go… such a good girl… are you alright, doll?” he’s murmuring softly and sweetly against your neck, your pulse thudding hard and fast against his warm lips. Lips that have curved slightly upwards as you cling onto him, fingers gripping at his slightly flexed biceps. You nod against his shoulder, placing a languid chaste kiss to his exposed skin.
“I’m– I don’t think that’s ever happened to me before” heat again spread across your face, and Bradley couldn’t help the way his chest filled with pride, and an unfamiliar emotion that stirred somewhere close to his abdomen. “Did so good, honey. Looked real beautiful for me,” Bradley smiled, gently holding your hair back from your face before pecking your lips. His hands roamed down your body, until his fingers played with the hem of your underwear. Snapping the elastic slightly, making you gasp, he chuckled softly.
“Can I take these off?” nodding, you felt anticipation roll inside you in stormy waves as the two of you moved your bodies so Bradley could take your underwear off. Bradley’s hands kneaded softly at your thighs as you settled back on his lap, his amber eyes searching your worried face. Licking your lips, you took in Bradley’s completely naked form. Sure, you’d seen naked men before, but nothing compared to the golden tan of Bradley’s skin - the ripple of his abs, the dusting of hair that traveled from below his navel to his pubic bone and– oh god.
You of all people was aware of Bradley’s size. He was tall, muscular, slightly burly, and his strong embrace always made you feel safe - whether he was lifting you and dropping you into the ocean earlier today, or if he made a point of helping you reach something high up (even if you didn’t always need the help) - but you hadn’t really used your imagination to be able to conjure this. Resting, hard as a rock, against his stomach, you wondered silently how on earth he would fit in you.
“Honey,” Bradley tried to keep from chuckling, smirking, or sounding too smug when he spoke “it’s alright. We’ll go as slow as needed, love. I’ve got you.” and you trusted your boyfriend, you truly did, but still - how?
As a distraction, Bradley’s ever working hands had snuck upwards, the pads of his fingers now caressing your sensitive clit, drawing a soft mewl from your parted lips. “That’s it, relax,” he murmured in encouragement as his fingers gently rubbed at your core, letting his middle finger slip further and further into your heat.
“Oh!” pitching forward, you rested your forehead against your boyfriend’s broad shoulder, moaning involuntarily at the feeling of Bradley pumping his finger in and out slowly, stretching and preparing you. It felt good, that one finger didn’t yet feel uncomfortable. It was when he added a second one that you whined a little and squirmed against him. His voice soothed you, and as he found a spot within you that had you gasping every time his fingers graced it, you found your hips slowly starting to rock against his rhythm to seek out more of the feeling.
“Bradley…” his name tumbled from your lips in a needy gasp as his lips attached themselves to the delicate skin of your neck. You could feel his hot, wet tongue glide over the skin, his teeth nipping slightly before letting his lips close over the area to gently mark your neck.
“Yes, sweetheart?” his reply was murmured against your skin, his mustache scratching lightly above your pulse point. “Think I want–” you paused “think I want you now…” it was strange how the words rolled off your tongue, embarrassment filling you up slightly at the admission, even with Bradley’s fingers knuckle deep in your pussy. The soft groan that reverberated from your boyfriend's chest made you squeak slightly in surprise, your walls clenching around his fingers as the sound spurred on your arousal.
“Alright,” Bradley withdrew from the crook of your neck, where he’d had his face nuzzled, to look you in the eyes, giving you a soft smile as his fingers too withdrew from within you.
“Do you have any condoms, sweets?” he murmured, tilting his head upwards slightly to place a chaste kiss to your warm cheek. Shaking your head no, you placed a soft kiss to his warm lips, admitting to him that you had been on birth control for some years now. You momentarily worried he might ask why you’d bother with contraceptives if you were a virgin. You’d rather not go into detail about how it can regulate your cycle. He just smiled, eagerly chasing your lips for another kiss as his hands stroked up and down your waist - where your silken shirt had created a halo around your midsection.
“Tell me again what we’d do if you said a certain word?” Bradley looked into your eyes, his brown ones calm and filled with a serenity you could easily get lost in, as his large hand gently held your chin. Licking your lips, you managed a small smile down at your lover as you sat straddled across his lap, his hard cock leaking precum all over that faint line of hair that drove you absolutely insane with want.
“I say stop and we stop.”
“Good girl,” at your slight shiver at the deep timbre of his voice, your boyfriend couldn’t keep his smirk at bay, loving how well you responded to his praise.
Large hands gripped your hips as you rose slightly to your knees, your own hands which had been alternating between gripping Roosters biceps, clinging onto his shoulders, or being wrapped around his neck, now fluttered hesitantly down his chest, over his abdominals and down to that tantalizing little trail… The sound Bradley let out sounded relieved yet also a little strained as you hesitantly let your fingertips grace the underside of his hard cock, following along the prominent vein that ran along it.
“Should I—” you licked your lips, gaze flickering up momentarily to his “should I touch you, before we..?” Bradley smiled softly and shook his head no “I am embarrassingly close to coming just from seeing you like this honey… it’s alright,” a soft smile spread on your lips as you still let your fingers curiously feel around your boyfriends hard shaft, feeling the ridges and veins, surprised at the silky feel of the warm skin. Humming softly you settled on letting your hands rest upon his shoulders again as he again gripped your hips to guide you into a position he deemed appropriate.
Bradley’s head was spinning as he positioned his cock against your entrance, gently dragging his swollen head between your slick folds, having to take shallow breaths as he heard your whimpers and mewls. He repeated this motion over and over, ghosting over your hole, alternating between stimulating your clit and the sensitive skin around your heat. Soon enough you were rutting against the underside of his cock, making him slicked with your arousal.
“Fuck, you feel so good!” Bradley groaned as you buried your face in the crook of his neck, desperately trying to get more of him. “Bradley! Please, please,” you whined, biting down slightly on his skin, drawing a deep moan from his parted lips. He let the very tip of his cock slowly enter you before he withdrew again, sliding his cock up towards your clit again. You had gasped and moaned at the short sensation, and Bradley could tell you thought you could take all of him with the way you were bucking your hips, trying to sink down on him.
“Slow down, baby… I’ll get you there, okay? Can’t take all of me yet…” he murmured against your temple, letting his lips linger there for a moment before he again lowered you slightly onto his weeping cock, the very tip breaching your core.
You were panting now, as Bradley stilled your hips on him, this time not withdrawing as he let himself dip slightly deeper into you. Eyes widening, you whined at the sharp sting of his girth stretching you.
“Shh, honey, you’re alright, I’ve got you,” his calm voice grounded you and you nodded against his shoulder. Bradley had done his best to prepare you, and you were thoroughly wet for him - but still, as he gently lowered you deeper onto him, tears sprang from your eyes at the sharp sting of being stretched by him.
“I’m sorry, love.” Bradley furrowed his brows as he gently guided you to look at him, wiping at the tears that had leaked from your lashes. “Do you want to stop?” he murmured, large palm soothingly stroking up and down your spine.
Even though the sharp sting wasn’t exactly comfortable, the feeling of his warmth, and the feeling of being so full still made your insides vibrate with feelings of love and arousal - a feeling that felt rather paradoxical in relation to the sharp stings you felt whenever you moved. Ultimately you spoke a tiny no, leaning into Bradley, seeking his solace and his safe embrace. Whenever you felt vulnerable, or were hurting, you sought out his safety.
“Being so brave, little dove… being my good girl,” Bradley cooed, letting his strong arm wrap around you, his other slowly moving downwards, gently letting the pad of his finger rest against your clit as he lowered you a few more inches, until finally you sat flush against him. Biting your lip, your fingertips dug into the skin of Roosters biceps hard as he shushed you and praised you even more, making your stomach flip and your heart stutter in your chest. You had no idea mere words could ignite such a fire within you.
Speaking softly to you, whispering praise and words of love into your ear, Bradley slowly let his fingertips grace over your back, down your arms, over your thighs, your breasts.. as his thumb gently swiped over your nipple, you let out a needy moan. Gently pinching, he drew out another whimper from you, and your breathing seemed to pick up again as he rolled it between his fingers, his palm massaging and kneading your flesh.
“S’that feel good, honey?” he smiled as you looked him in the eyes, biting your lip and nodding as you experimentally rolled your hips - scrunching your face up, you whined softly at the feeling of discomfort, which was soothed by Bradley’s quick, distracting hands.
Letting your lips crash against his, Bradley groaned as he used both hands to knead and pinch at your tits and nipples as you rocked slowly on his cock. Gasping and whimpering, you tried lifting your hips and sinking down again, finding that if you did it ever so slightly, it didn’t sting as much and it actually felt good when the tip of his cock hit that little spot inside you.
“Bradley!” you whimpered against his lips, his name slightly muffled. After the initial pain, you were reeling from the realization that your boyfriend’s cock was buried in your pussy, and he was letting you ride him slowly. Moaning, you leaned slightly back, taking in the sight before you. In your frenzy, you had messed up his hair, and his eyes were glossy with lust, lips slightly swollen. The setting sun was making his tan skin glow, and the freckles that had formed on his shoulders made him look all the more incredible to you.
“Fuck, god, you’re so fuckin’ tight… feel fucking incredible, Jesus, baby… I love you,” Bradley’s eyes were rolling upwards as you rode him a little faster, his cock pulsing with every slight movement you made.
“I love you,” you whispered, the words ghosting over his skin. Bradley let his hands wander from your tits down to the globes of your ass, squeezing and kneading your asscheeks as you moved up and down on his cock.
“Can I take over a little, baby?” he murmured into your ear, licking your lips, you nodded quickly, feeling Bradley’s grip on your ass tighten as he lifted and grinded you down against him. A gasp was quickly followed by a loud moan as he angled your hips ever so slightly, making your clit catch on his pubic bone. He sped up slightly, guiding your hips so they rolled and bounced slightly in time with his small thrusts, the head of his cock brushing that spot again and again, making you whimper and keen over and over.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Bradley grunted and groaned as he fucked you onto his leaking cock. He was so fucking close, you were gripping and clenching so hard around him, and he was sure he was going to blow his load soon. “Baby you feel so fucking good.. god, this tight little pussy was fuckin’ made for my cock, wasn’t it? Was made to be fucked by me,” Bradley grunted as he babbled, that feeling he felt earlier exploding in his chest at your needy mewls.
Growling, he took your loud moans as his go ahead to go just a little faster, fuck you just a little deeper. His one forearm wrapped around the curve of your ass as the other snuck up between your shoulder-blades, where he gripped the hair at the nape of your neck. A loud cry spilled from your lips as your eyes fluttered close, your body instantly relaxing and going almost limp in his hold as you moaned repeatedly. Growling, Bradley bucked his hips to fuck into you instead of lowering you down on him, and your needy cries made him almost black out with pleasure.
Soon, he heard you gasping, moaning and crying his name over and over in pleasure. “That’s it honey, tell me who’s making you feel good.. who’s fucking this tight little pussy of yours so good,” his words made your eyes roll back into your head, and with a cry of his name you came for the second time, your slick creating a creamy ring around the base of his cock as he fucked you through the first orgasm you’d ever experienced with someone inside you.
Whimpering and mewling, the waves of pleasure didn’t stop coming, it just kept going as Bradley’s cock pumped fast and deep into your wet cunt. Your bedroom was filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin, a wet sound that you found rather arousing, and your labored breaths and moans.
“Babe, god I’m so close,” Bradley moaned, holding you tighter to his chest as he gasped, his cock and balls pulsing with the need to release. “Should I pull out?” he wasn’t all together sure he could. “No!” you whined, fingers tangling themselves in his hair. You’d never felt like this before. Your chest was swirling with the need to keep him close, keep him inside of you, you never wanted him to leave.
“Need you, Brad, need you!” you could barely form a full sentence, your words sounding more like whimpery babbles. At your pleas, Bradley grunted and groaned before he swore loudly, his hips bucking before his cock twitched and his release spurted deep within you.
Feeling his warm seed spilling in you, your eyes rolled back slightly again as you moaned. Bradley’s whole body was shuddering as he ground you down against him, his balls tightening again and again as he released ropes upon ropes of his cum deep in your pussy.
Sweaty bodies tangled together as you slumped forward against his heaving chest, your own breath labored and unsteady. Nuzzling into his pecs, you could hear and feel the way his heart beat hard inside his chest. “Love you,” you murmured, kissing at his sternum. Rooster’s large hand caressed the back of your head as you both came down from your highs.
“Might hurt a little when I pull out…” he murmured against the top of your head, and you let out a dissatisfied whine whilst pouting.
“Are you okay, honey?” he continued, and you smiled and nodded, feeling perfectly content as you laid in the safe arms of your lover, having just given him all of your love, and receiving all of him and his love back.
AHHHHH fuck this one took forever to finish, and i'm not entirely happy with the ending - but i hope someone might enjoy it still<3 please let me know what you think! i'm always open for constructive crit <3
special thanks to coley and em for helping me through my writers block and cheering me on<3
y’all be so weird and for no reason. YOUUUU make the account. im literally black and wanna support my fellow BLACK authors, which is why im doing it. it’s people like you which is the reason I’m doing it, like y’all anti-black asf and i don’t want y’all to follow me like at alllll.
him laying on your chest as your fingers massage his scalp, the warm morning sunlight peeking through the curtains and casting a golden hue on his soft skin. your alarm went off and you felt his arms tighten around your waist, “just five more minutes, love,” he mumbled, voice thick and hoarse with sleep.
five minutes turned into ten, ten turned into fifteen— and so on. but who are you to deny when you look at him and see him so relaxed after hours and hours of hard work <3
Summary: Having moved into the cute, neighbourhood not too long ago Mr Price or Captian Price as you liked to call him and his two kids have been nothing but helpful. From the day you moved in they were more of family than anything. Your time together made you all so much closer than any other type of family. But what you didn't know was that Captain Price has been wanting you to be more than just a close family friend. He wanted to be yours and he wanted to make you his....he just had no idea where to start.
❃ warnings: +18 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬!! MDNI!! fluff, slow to rough sex, fingering, cunnilingus, breeding kink petnames ( sweetheart, baby, beautiful, good girl, princess), pwp, sub!reader & dom!Price [ i think thats it pls let me know if i missed anything :) ]
Summary: Having moved into the cute, neighbourhood not too long ago Mr Price or Captian Price as you liked to call him and his two kids have been nothing but helpful. From the day you moved in they were more of family than anything. Your time together made you all so much closer than any other type of family. But what you didn't know was that Captain Price has been wanting you to be more than just a close family friend. He wanted to be yours and he wanted to make you his....he just had no idea where to start.
AN: this was very spontaneous soooo not alooot of thought went into it :) price is so daddy tho.
It was a sunny Saturday morning when you got woken up with loud banging at your front door, not having fully found consciousness yet you stumbled out of bed hitting your arm on the door frame on your way to the person disturbing you on your day off.
"I'm coming!" you yelled letting the person know that they didn't have to break your door down in order for them to get your attention.
Unlocking the door you pulled it wide open, cringing at the bright light that came through the door you covered your eyes squinting at the person Infront of you or should you say people.
The two kids who lived across the street, David and Mikey smiled up at you. Mikey being the older one out of the two, David being 4 and Mikey being 7. They had seemed to take a liking to you ever since you gave them your old skateboards from college and taught them how to use them. Having only lived in this suburb for around a year they had only been fun to be around. You had babysat them a good amount of times them coming around to play in the yard every other weekend.
The two boys lived with their father who was one of the sweetest men you ever met, he rarely said more than a couple of sentences unless it was on a topic he enjoyed. John Price was his name, 6' 2 machine of a man, the moment you found out that he was ex special forces you couldn't help but call him captain Price from time to time.
"Morning Ms Y/n!!!"
"Good morning boys" you said smiling at the two. Looking up from them you made eye contact with the Captain himself.
"Morning Cap" you said your smile growing as you looked at him.
"Ahem um ah Good morning Ms Y/n."
Leaning against the door frame you quickly examined him. His outfit was basic, the typical style of a military man. Plain dark t-shirt with a cap on his head to hide his eyes from the sun. Grey cargo pants with black boots to pull the outfit together. What made his outfit absolutely mouth-watering was his body, the way the sleeves of his shirt held onto the muscles in his arms as he crossed them. The material stretching around his bicep making it that much tighter, the same happening to material surrounding his chest, pulling at the strands every time he took a breath.
His cargo pants sit so perfectly on his hips, his thighs filling them out perfectly making you swoon at the sight.
You knew it was wrong to think of him this way but he was a certified DILF in this neighbourhood. Especially since he was single you had every opportunity to ask him out but your body wouldn't let you, whether it was pride or fear holding you back you just couldn't get the words out.
So you settled with enjoying the view.
"What brings you all here?" you asked glancing down at the kids Infront of you.
"Well the boys here had a question for you"
"Really? For me? What can I help you with?"
Mikey was the one who was able to get the sentence out faster than his younger counter part.
"Ms Y/n, would you be able to please come with us to the park for a picnic? Please."
"yeah, please?" David said copying his brother.
"Aww of course, especially since you both asked so nicely sweetie" you smiled at both Mikey and David.
"Yaaaay, see we told you she wants to hang out with us dad."
"I never said that she didn't want to hang out, I said that she may have better things to do today and that it was 6 am so you had to wait to ask her." Price said to his mini me Mikey.
Giggling at their interaction you took notice to the fact that the two kids were still in their pj's
"Thank you for giving me the extra… Two hours of sleep Captain" you said when you glanced at the clock in your living room.
"You're welcome" he said with a short gruff chuckle.
"Okay here's the plan, why don't we all get ready and then we can meet up out front in an hour. How does that sound?" you said looking at all three of them.
"Good"
"Okay"
"Sound good to me"
"Let's get a move on boys, ya'll need to take a bath. "
"see you just now guys"
"see you!"
Getting back in the house you went straight upstairs to start getting ready, you went straight to the bathroom took a shower to help you fully wake up.
After the shower you did a quick skin care routine brushing your teeth as well. Finishing up you put on lotion and some sunscreen and went to get dressed choosing a cute blue and white sundress that had a slit with a pair of platform sandals to match the look. Grabbing a purse to match you put a couple of things inside it, lip gloss, your phone, wallet, Vaseline and sunscreen for the kids because Lord knows their father will forget.
Grabbing a pair of sunglasses you went downstairs when you heard someone knocking at the door.
Opening the door you saw the kids in front of you waiting for you to come out. Looking across the street you saw Price walking to the car with the picnic basket and blanket in hand he packed up the car.
"Let's get a move on!" Price yelled from the front door.
Walking outside with your purse and Little David on your hip and Mikey right on your tail you locked the house and went straight to the car. Price opened the door for you so you could put Mikey in his seat. Buckling him in you looked up to see Price doing the same to Mikey.
Standing up you made your way to the passenger side of the car where Price was waiting with the door open for you.
"Well aren't you quite the gentleman!" you smiled as you slid into the front seat.
You could see a hint of pink growing on the tips of his ears. Sitting down you tried to put on your seat belt but it didn't click right away. Confused you looked up at Price.
" Your seat belt doesn't work? "
" What? Oh um yes it does you just need to manoeuvre it a certain way."
"How?"
As he tried to explain it just made you more confused.
"Daaaad let's goooo" the Mikey wined in the back.
"Alright bud, we're going we're going."
Not wanting to waste any more time he looked back down at you and asked
"Is it okay if I do it for you?"
"Yes please"
He leaned down across your body so he could fiddle with the seat belt lock. His cologne was nice, filling your senses and the space around you, you could feel the muscles in his arm move against your chest. Looking at his back you could see how toned his back was as his shoulders moved ever so slightly.
Hearing the seatbelt click he made his way back out of the car his hand grazing your exposed thigh ever so slightly.
Heat grew in your chest butterflies fluttering in your chest making you slightly nervous.
Looking at Price you saw that he was staring right at you, your stomach started to tighten as you made eye contact. A small blush started to appear on his ears making a small smile grow on your face.
"Daaaad let's go! Pleeeease!"
"Yeah yeah kid let's get a move on"
"At least he said please" Price joked with you as he closed the door.
Going to the park was great, playing with the kids and getting chased by Price with a water bottle after you pranked him with Mickey was defiantly the best part.
Getting home on the other hand was the hardest part of the day, the boys were going to their grandmothers for a sleep over with their other cousins and such, they really wanted your day to go on for as long as possible.
“ I feel so bad Price” you mumbled as you looked out the window, a nice breeze on your face as Price drove you both back to your homes.
“ About what?” He asked glancing over at you, he couldn’t help but stare at you as he stopped at red light, you looked absolutely beautiful as the afternoon sun kissed your skin.
Oh what he would do to kiss-
“About Mickey and David, they looked so sad” you said breaking the trance he was in.
Looking over at him as he started driving you took the time to enjoy the view, one hand on the steering wheel the other hand on his thigh his head was tilted slightly as he had a small smile on his face.
”Really? they are perfectly fine and why do you feel bad you didn’t do anything wrong. Right?“
He said as he look at you a smirk on his face as his eyes glanced all over your face, mostly lingering on your lips every now and then.
You and Price have been having this on and off flirting thing for a long time now and for some reason the both of you have no idea how to get it further than that, especially with how work keeps you occupied and his kids keep him on a busy schedule.
It first started out with lingering stares during neighbourhood get-togethers or when you came over to help baby sit.
Then it turned into the quick comments, ‘you look so pretty’ ‘that’s a good look on you’, ‘ you’re too cute’ , and the sexual ones are way more difficult for you to handle because they just happen so quickly and the rush you feel just appears, ‘ good girl’, ‘ that’s it’ , you’ve got it’ , ‘ just like that’.
He always makes those little comments when he was teaching you something new or was helping you with something.
Not wanting to answer him you looked out the window with a small smile and waited until you got home.
As Price pulled into your driveway you started to gather you things, when he was about to say his goodbyes that’s when you got the courage to take the opportunity that was handed to you.
“hey d’you wanna come inside for a drink, I just got this new bottle of wine I wanted to try with you.”
“Really?, you sure you want me of all people to be wine tasting with you” he joked making your nerves lessen.
“ As much as it pains me yes I pick you out of my wide selection of friends” you laughed as you got out of the car the both of you joking back and forth as you made your way in the house
As you both made your way into the house you noticed Price taking his boots off as you asked as you took your sandals off, he just took his boots off without you having to tell him, that motion just showed how much time you two spent together.
“You can just head to the living room I’ll bring the wine” you said glancing back at him as he locked your door for you.
“Here you go” you said smiling at Price as you handed him a glass. You placed the bottle down as you went to grab an opener for the wine and two bottles of water.
“woooow this is that fancy stuff “ you heard him comment while you were walking back.
“Yeah, I’ve got some pretty nice bosses”
Before you could even make an attempt to open the bottle he opened his hand asking for the opener while he held the wine in his other. Opening the bottle he grabbed a glass and poured you a glass first then his.
“cheers” you giggled enjoying the warm light shining through your backyard window.
“cheers” he smiled back.
“So tell me, what happened two days ago” Price asked making you stiffen up.
Last year you had a bad breakup that had basically made you change your standards immensely. You and your ex, thou who shall not be named, had dated for 5 years and every time you asked him if your relationship would ever go any further he would either lash out and yell or threw away your things or his favourite, claiming you were cheating on him or he would distract you with other more ‘important’ conversations, he was very manipulative and such a narcissist .
That thing you called a boyfriend made you seem like a complete fool, all you did was take care of him since day one, and one day you had enough, you hadn’t realised that you had basically been ‘quiet quitting’ the relationship until he broke up with you because you didn’t fit in his ‘ future plans’.
The initial breakup wasn’t messy at all, if anything it was weight lifted off your shoulders, you were so thankful it ended when it did, that’s when you got the perfect new job and when you moved out and into a new a perfect neighbourhood, you were finally at peace…..Until he showed up.
A long sigh left your mouth as you put your glass against your temple, the cool feeling from the drink calming your nerves.
“Remember my Ex, the one I told you about.”
“Yeah the idiot that threw out all of your dresses and skirts because he didn’t want you ‘seducing’ every man you met. Dumbass”
You giggled as he rolled his eyes, his reactions made you laugh every time.
“ Yeah that guy, he showed up while I was at work and dropped off some apology gifts and asked me if we could get back together. He cried and begged, when I kept rejecting him that’s when he called me such mean names, I guess he triggered some old trauma, soooo…” you paused covering your face with you hand, you really didn’t want to cry in front of him but he just made you feel so safe.
Not wanting to rush you Price placed his finished glass onto the table as he turned his body so he could face you.
“I cried, he laughed at me, and I ran and hid in the bathroom until I calmed down, when I came back out he was gone, my boss gave me the rest of the day off and that’s why you saw me home so early, my eyes were red from crying, more angry crying though. Angry at that asshole for wasting 5 years of my life and for embarrassing me at work.”
The whole time you rambled all he did was listen to you, he didn’t try and give you a solution all you wanted was for him to listen.
“I’m sorry that happened to you Y/n, you deserve better”
“I wish” you laughed taking a sip from your Wine.
“You deserve the world sweetheart.” He said in a soft voice, you looked up at him and saw a small smile on his face as he spoke with nothing but sincerity.
“You think so?”
“I know so” he smiled at you.
The both of you had been sitting here for an hour or so, the sun shifting was your only real indication of time. You both had finished all the snacks and had only gotten halfway through the bottle of wine so you were fully sober cuddled up on the couch watching knives out and enjoying his comfort and warmth.
“I feel like I could treat you better”
“What?”
you were caught off guard completely, not really hearing what he said.
“I could treat you better than that guy, your Ex“
“Oh”
“Don’t you think so? “ he asked looking down at you with his hand still rubbing circles on your back.
“Um I-I don’t know”
“really you don’t” he asked making you shake your head
“How would you treat me better?” you asked sitting up and looking into his eyes, your eyes quickly glancing at his lips.
“you’re s’pretty…did you know that?” he said making you feel flustered.
Sitting on the couch with your wine in your hand you felt yourself leaning closer to Price, as if you were being pulled by a string. As Price started to lean closer as well you couldn't help but smile.
“Like this” He kissed your cheek softly, trailing feather light kisses down to your jaw, continuing down your neck.
“And like this” He moved his hand to gently card through your braids, grazing your scalp as he lightly nipped your shoulder. “maybe even like this…”
And before you knew it Price had kissed you, it started off slow and sweet, almost shy.
The taste of the wine still on your lips, it was sweet, Price wanted more as he slowly made the kiss more intense.
The heat that was growing in your chest only got worse as you clenched your thighs together as an attempt to slow down your arousal.
As if he noticed this Price took the glass from your hands setting it down on the coffee table.
When you both took a break to gasp for air seemingly forgetting about the world around you he put his hands on your hips and pulled you onto his lap.
Being caught off guard by not only the quick movement but also his strength you giggled as you grabbed onto his broad shoulders for support.
"Is this alright Sweetheart?" Price asked as he smiled at you, his eyes moving from your eyes to your lips, ready for another taste.
"Yes Price, everything is so good" you sighed as you kissed him.
His lips crashing onto yours. You moaned against his mouth, your thighs twitched at the feeling of his erection pressing against you.
“My pretty angel”
Your hips moving back and forth without you realising it. Even though you didn't realise it Price did, he moved one hand to your hips helping you move with purpose. Breaking away from the kiss you gasped as you felt his bulge, having worn a dress made movement so much easier.
Price started kissing your neck basically making out with it, sensual kisses making their way down your neck to your chest as he spoke to you. His deep voice making you all whiney and helpless on his lap.
"That's it princess, you look so pretty like this, grinding on my lap, your little whimpers are so cute darling, I can't wait to make them much louder."
"Please Price"
"Please what darling, use your words?" he said as your hips moved a little faster.
"Please fuck me" you moaned dropping your head on his shoulder in an attempt to hide your face in embarrassment.
"Only cause you asked so nicely baby" Price said close to your ear, his voice making your senses go haywire.
"Hold on" he said as he stood up off the couch with you wrapped around him, the quick change made you yelp in surprise but you knew he wouldn't drop you.
You gasped, as he ran his hands down your back, over your ass, gripping the backs of your thighs and lifting you to wrap your legs around his waist. Your hands flew to grasp onto his shoulders, your wide eyes locked with his love and lust filled ones, you could feel his cock through his jeans pressed right against your panties.
“M’gonna show you exactly how you should be treated you sweetheart” He whispered by your ear.
As he walked to what he assumed was your room you started kissing his neck leaving small love bites along the way, with his hands on your ass he held you up giving a squeeze every other moment.
As you both entered the room he flicked on the lights and kicked the door closed. Moving to the bed he put you down.
As he set you down you looked up at him, his body towering over you making you feel smaller than you actually were.
Feeling bold you turned around and crawled up the bed and teasing him by laying on your back and slowly spreading your legs letting him know how turned on you were by him.
"Fuck" he groaned as he pulled of his shirt as he made his way over to you.
You didn't even get the chance to stare before he was on you, his arms caged around your body as he kissed you, the kiss not going on longer than a minute before he stared to kiss down your body.
Slowly unzipping your dress on the side.
The way he teased you made your breathing get heavier by the minute.
Sitting up he helped you get your dress off taking off your bra in the process.
"You are so perfect darling, so so beautiful" he said kissing you all over.
Going down your body as he got closer to your panties.
Suddenly you felt self-conscious as you tried to close your thighs.
“is everything okay baby?” he asked concern all over his face.
“yeah I’m just a bit nervous” you said covering your face with your hands.
“Aww sweet baby, there is nothing for you to be nervous about” he said as he moved up your body to kiss your hands.
“No, I don’t wanna stop I really want to keep going “ you said as you took your hands off. Your face and looked at him.
“you sure my love” he asked with his hands cupped your face, making this moment that much more intimate.
Getting lost in his eyes and the soft bubble you both created all you could do was nod your head.
“I need words baby” for some reason that statement made your brain turn into mush.
“I want this, I wanna keep going…..please” you said as you looked in his eyes.
“Anything for you” he said kissing you. The kiss developed into him squeezing your hips as he kissed down your body.
“please may I get a taste baby” he asked looking up at you making you clench on nothing.
“mhm” you said with a shiver running down your spine.
“So fucking good for me” he said as he kissed your thighs.
Price hooked his fingers under the band of your underwear, pulling them down in one fell swoop and was greeted with the sight of your plump cunt absolutely dripping for him.
“you’re fuckin’ gorgeous, baby. and here you were tryna keep this from me,” he purred, running his thumb up and down your folds and spreading your slick.
“ Please” you mumbled out, choking back whimpers as he bumped into your clit on each drag up.
“Please what sweetheart?” he dismissed as if it were no more trivial than what colour socks he was wearing while he began rubbing languid circles over your clit, feeling it pulse and stiffen at his attention.
“—fuck, please, I want more” you begged, choking on a moan.
“of course baby, since you’re such a good girl for me”
You watched Price latched his lips around your puffy clit, gently making out with your pussy, each pass of his lips knocked the breath out of your lungs.
He ran his tongue through your slit, mimicking his earlier motions before dipping straight into the source to collect your essence.
His eyes closed, and with each lick he savoured you, humming and moaning at your sweet taste.
White-hot pleasure zipped through your spine as Price sucked harshly at your clit making your head go fuzzy, words falling out your mouth not making any proper sentences.
“focus on me.”
He ignored the squeal that left your lips, enjoying the heat of your gaze as you followed his every movement— his eyes, his lips, his tongue as it melted along your pussy. even more so, when your pretty eyes fluttered to the back of your head, teeth digging into your lips to dam those pretty sounds that he knew you were holding back.
“Don’t you dare hold back those moans baby, I wanna hear how good I’m making you feel.
His hand went up your thighs so he could push your legs up further to give him more room he hooked his arms under your legs, shifting his weight so he could press you deeper into the mattress, using it as leverage to lap at your pussy harder.
a loud cry slipped from your lips as you felt yourself cum again. Your arms collapsed under you from trying to keep your body up and your fingers immediately found themselves tangled in his hair, grounding yourself in the immense pleasure.
He was hitting all of the right spots, knowing exactly what speed and what pressure would have you falling apart under him.
Fuck he’s good at this. why is he so good at this? you wondered in sheer disbelief of pleasure beginning to take hold of you. where did he learn to use his mouth like this?
As if he could read your thoughts, Price’s eyes met yours flashing you a wink before they closed again, losing himself in your pleasure.
He released you from his lips with a soft smack, lithe fingers spreading your lips for him to lick a long strip from hole to clit and began to flick wildly at the sensitive head. you felt the froth of his spit trickle down the seam of your ass before he slurped it up again in a wet, nasty mess.
“you can give me more right? just one more, you taste so good it’s hard to stop”
Not having the power to get thoughts straight all you could do was whine.
“Do you think you can take my fingers now baby?”
“Y-yes please, I wann it.” You said as you wiggled your hips.
Slowly he slid one finger into your sopping pussy, making you arch your back feeling the pleasure travel over your whole body.
“thaaats it baby, see how good I make you feel.”
After a bit he slowly added another finger making you squirm in his grasp.
Clenching around Price's fingers as he massages your g-spot with two large fingers. Rubbing slow, soft circles into your clit with his tongue. Fresh fat tears roll down your cheeks while your cream gushes Into Price's hand.
“you can give me another one, pretty. come on,” he almost begged. you were laying there in pure bliss. you couldn’t feel your legs from your first two orgasms but that didn’t stop his long and rounded fingers from digging into that gummy spot inside of you.
“so pretty, baby. just wanna see you cum one more time.” he held your shaking hand with his empty one and kissed up your thigh as you reached another high on his fingers.
“so gorgeous, princess. so good for me.”
You squeak as Price pressed you further into the mattress, his heavy hand resting on your thighs as he got closer to you slipping his fingers into your mouth.
“Taste yourself for me baby, don’t you taste so good?”
Nodding your head with his fingers still in your mouth.
Pulling his fingers out of your mouth he kissed you as he sat up his erection rubbing against your clit making you moan at the sensation.
“Please Price, please fuck me “
“look at my sweet baby using her words”
Price got off the bed and before you could even look for him, he pulled you to the edge of the bed making you yelp out in excitement.
“Shit baby, I forgot, we don't have a condom”
“Do we have to?” you asked looking up at him with the best puppy eyes you could muster, “I want you now” you whimpered grinding your hips into him. “I have a birth control implant, and I’m clean, are you?”
“Yes, I am sweetheart I just want us to be safe”
“I feel safe with you, I trust you”
“I feel safe with you too baby, I trust you so much”
Leaning down he kissed your forehead then kissed your lips.
While you made out you heard him undo his belt, the sound making you clench around nothing.
Breaking the kiss, he stood up straight so he could get undressed. Feeling exposed from him not being close to you made you close your legs and cover your boobs.
“Don’t. Don’t cover yourself, you’re beautiful, you know that baby?” He gave his cock a few tugs, pearls of precum already beading at the tip.
“Such a pretty body, wouldn’t even want you in clothes when you’re with me, you’re fuckin’ beautiful just like this sweets”
“Take a deep breath for me baby, I’m gonna go slow.”
He kisses your neck, moaning gently as you feel his plush lips. And while he distracts you with his mouth, he begins to slide in, a slow and gradual movement as you adjust to him.
“P-Price,”
“Shhh baby…” He immediately responds, but it’s gentle. “I know, sweetheart, I know…”
“Oh,” Tossing your head back, you give in to him, taking in a large gulp of air as he continues forward.
When he’s halfway in he removes his hand, lifting it to hold the back of your head. He hums against you, both of your eyes closed as he experiences you like this, while you experience him like this.
“Take it for me,” Price whispers to you, pressing his lips to your ear.
“Take it like a good girl”
“Will you be a good girl for me and take it?”
“Y-Yes,” You say it as he bottoms out inside you, listening to the forceful hiss he exudes.
“So good,” Comes his instant praise, letting himself rest against you, allowing your body to adjust to him.
“Such a good little girl for me.”
“Hm…” You smile, pulsing around him. Gently, your fingers run through his hair, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “feels so good, feel so full” you hum.
And that’s when he starts to move.
Even though it’s a gentle slide, it makes you whine all the same.
You smile breathlessly while clenching around him, feeling both of his broad hands make their way down to your ass. He grabs your cheeks harshly while he grinds into you, and the cry you elicit from it makes him choke out a groan. Price’s heavy breaths return, moans filling your ears.
“M-More,” You find the courage to whimper out.
“More?” He asks incredulously.
“More. Please.”
As he fucked you within an inch of your life.
his thrusts were deep in this position, and the sheer force of his strokes left you sobbing.
With three orgasms having already been ripped from you previously - two from his thick fingers, and one from his mouth - your body has since gone limp, your mind buzzing with euphoric numbness.
“too deep baby?” there was a teasing lilt to the low rumble of his voice. “you told me you could take it, sweetheart, like a good girl, my good girl”
“I can, I can take it" you cried out the pleasure making your mind go blank, the only thing on your mind was, him, him, him.
“gonna pump you full of it, baby,” Price grunted. “fuck, so tight. You’re gonna take it all like a good girl, right? gonna let me make a mess of this sweet little pussy.”
"why are you crying baby? is this too much for you?" he asks with a grin on his face.
You feel so close, the sheets are soft as you cling onto them above your head.
“I’m gonna cum” you cried out”
“aw really baby, not yet, don’t cum until I tell you” he grunted out
Suddenly he pulled out making you wine at the empty feeling, quickly he flipped you over onto your hands and knees.
Slowly he slipped in making you moan into your covers, “ feels good baby?” he asked in a condescending tone.
You sob into the pillow when he angles his hips and begins to fuck against your sweet spot, your dripping walls wrap him so tight that Price can't hold back a gasp, your legs are soft and your arms won't hold you up, your ass in the air and the lewd sounds of his heavy balls slamming into your swollen, aching clit fill the room.
"Please let me cum," you moan dropping your face to the pillow. He grunts with each thrust, his grip is rough on your ass as he pushes against you,
"you better make a mess, then" he chuckles surrounding your clit with two fingers and rubbing your clit quickly.
You can't hold back when you're over the edge, your mouth wide open as you moan lewdly, "c-cumming…" as you gush around his thick cock, wetting your thighs and the sheets beneath you.
“thaaaats it, good fucking girl”
"You feel good, baby mh?" he whispers in your ear as you slump onto the bed.
Suddenly you were flipped onto your back, still sensitive from your previous orgasms you could help but shiver when he slid back into you.
"Shit, that's it, come on baby one more" Price grunts slamming his thick head into your wet pussy, his hands holding you firmly by your waist as you shudder and try to catch your breath.
You can't form a response, your eyes roll back in pleasure with a moan of his name on your lips, your clit gently rubbing against his crotch making you shiver.
Price’s cock throbs in your warm slit, pressing on your sweet spot and the growing orgasm is unlike any before.
The pleasure was too much, you couldn’t think at all, that’s when Price put his hand on your neck making you look up at him.
“Answer me baby”
“w-what?” you asked clicking back into reality.
“Baby, is my dick making you go dumb, is that it? That’s okay I’ll repeat myself” he said as he slowed down his thrusts.
“I said do you want me to fill you up with my cum or do you want it all over that cute body of yours?”
Hearing his question made you clench around him, you only had one thing on your mind.
“ please fill me up.”
It’s entirely your fault when you end up with your knees to your chest, squealing and whining at Price’s thrust. He drops his hips hard and buries his dick deep in you like he’s making up for all the time he hasn’t fucked you. With vigour.
Almost vindictive. Panting all heavy by your ear with his flushed cheeks and lidded crossed eyes cuz he can already feel that you’re close to cumming again you could tell he was close from his quivering thighs and the way his voice pitched deeper than the sea. leaning down next to your ear, he gave it a gentle kiss on the lobe.
You scratch at his back, shivering, gasping, telling him between moans that, you’re about to cum, your eyes are knocked to the back of your head “gonna fill you up baby, you give me some babies as pretty as their mommy, right darling?”
His fingernails were digging into your sides as he held you down. “I’m cumming!” you moaned loudly making Price groan as you kept on clenching around him pushing him over the edge of his own orgasm.
He came inside you, his warm cum filling you up to the brim, your name sweetly passing by his lips as he closed his eyes shut enjoying your warmth around him.
You probably pass out for a few seconds, but when you come to and your body doesn’t feel like it’s melting anymore, you groan breathlessly at him, hands tangled in his hair.
The only sound left was from both of your heavy breathing, all you think of was him.
“How do you feel baby?” Price asked as he kissed your forehead.
“Good, really good” you smiled answering him softly.
“That’s good darling, you’re such a good girl for me” he praised as he kissed you.
“let’s go to the bathroom and get cleaned up so we can cuddle up properly, sound like a plan sweetheart?”
“I don’t think I can walk” you giggled out.
“That’s fine I’ll carry you “ he chuckled
Making sure you wrapped your legs around him he started lifting you up and carrying you to the bathroom setting you down on the counter.
“I’m gonna pull out now then we can get cleaned up. Okay ?”
All you did was nod because you hadn’t realised that he was still inside you.
“I have a question” he asked as he turned to turn on the shower.
“mhm, what’s your question?”
Getting close to you he gave you a deep kiss and asked you, “can I take you out to dinner?”
♡warnings: +18 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬!! MDNI!!angst, fluff,slow to rough sex, fingering, cunnilingus, petnames ( my love, flower, beautiful, good girl, princess), pwp, sub!reader & dom!Nanami [ i think thats it pls let me know if i missed anything :) ]
A/N: this is part two of the Ma Belle Evangeline fic. Please do forgive my english it's not my first language plus I don't have anyone to read this for me and check for mistakes, if some words or some phrases don't make any sense please let me know :) if you want to be tagged in future fics please let me know <3 enjoy
Two weeks
It had been two whole weeks since you last saw Nanami, being this interested in a man who you only knew for around 24 hours made you seem undoubtedly insane but at the same time you couldn't help but Imagine the cutest love story with him. Buuuuut there was a low, low, loooow chance of that happening….right.
Stupid romance movies, busy giving false hope.
Walking through the mall you made your way out of the door, AirPods playing music in one ear while you were humming your favourite song at the moment. With bags of art supplies and a couple random goodies from the beauty supply you made your way back to your car, your Thursday seemed to be quite slow so you decided to go out for an art supply restock.
Reaching your car you took a quick look in the back seat before you made your way to your drivers side. Your car was black with beautiful accents in your favourite colour on it the interior had a couple accessories to match that pulled it all together. You being much of a big car fanatic made some of your friends question why you had that type of car especially with your career path, luckily for you your sister loved cars and her job made it possible for you to have such a beauty. She gifted you the car after you basically helped her pay for the frame of the car.
Your car was pretty low to the ground with helped with your random flairs of anxiety. Opening the door you put your bags in the back seat as you locked the doors and connected your phone to the Bluetooth and picking a good playlist before you drove off. As you got to an intersection you started really singing to your music as you waited for the light to turn green. You glanced out your passenger window as the song started to slow down and your expression dropped.
Life really wants to turn your life into some stupid comedy. Like for real you really can't make this shit up. Nanami and Gojo staring right at you. Nanami with a small smile on his face and Gojo laughing his ass off while having his phone up as if he was recording.
"I'm really going to commit a murder suicide in this bitch" you said to yourself as you started driving off when cars started hooting behind you when the light turned green.
"Hey siri… Please call Money eyes" you said as you drove to buy lunch before you went back to your studio
"Calling Money Eyes"
"Y/nnnn!!! What a surprise what can I help you with" he said in a mocking tone.
"Delete it" you said cutting to the chase
"Delete what my darling" Gojo giggled
"Gojo… You really enjoy playing with my emotions don't you" you said leaning your head on your steering wheel as you waited in the drive through for your food
"Whatever do you meeeaaaan, I care about you oh so much, why would I of all people want to do such a thing? " Gojo said sounding annoyingly sweet.
"shut the fuck up Gojo, just do me a favour and delete the video, mkay. Cause you don't want to die right sweetie." you said imitating his tone from earlier. Pulling up to the window you were collecting your food when suddenly
"YOU CAN'T KILL ME!" Gojo yelled making you jump from the sudden sound. The man at the window just stared at you with his eyes wide and eyebrows raised making you feel more embarrassed than earlier.
"Thanks" you mumbled as you took your food and drove off.
"Now I really have to kill you"
"No you can't" he said sounding so smug
"Why not?"
"Because I have a witness" Gojo said
"And who would that be"
"Nanamiiiiii he's been listening to this whole conversation" he laughed
"Are you on speaker right now Gojo?"
"Yep" he giggled
"Is Nanami there right now? "
"Yeahhhh"
"Hiiiiii Nanami" you said with a small smile on your face
"Good afternoon Ms Y/n, how are you doing today? " he said making you smile even harder even though he couldn't see you.
"I'm doing great, how about you." you said driving in the parking lot of the studio.
"I'm okay, how's your day going?" he said sounding as though he had a smile on his face, though that was probably wishful thinking that made you come to that conclusion.
"It was going pretty great, buuuuut Gojo messed that up a little" you said with a fake pout on you face sighing in an exaggerated way.
Grabbing your stuff from the back seat you disconnected your phone and held it in between your shoulder and head as you locked your car and headed to the front door.
"Oh no well that can't do, what can I do to help" he said playing along with your little game.
"Well I need to kill Gojo and I was wondering if you could just pretty please not tell anyone" you said as you unlocked the door.
"Well since you asked so nicely, I won't tell a soul." Nanami said, his voice sounded as though he was smiling. "HEEEYYYY NO FAIR YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO ME" Gojo cried through the phone making you cringe at the sudden increase in sound. Nanami's voice had been so smooth and mellow that you had basically matched his tone. "You know what Y/n I'll help you with the disposal." "NOOOOO PLEEEEASE I'M TOO YOUNG AND HOT TO DIE! "
"THAT DOSE NOT EVEN HELP YOUR CASE CRAZY EYES!"You yelled back trying to distract yourself from the fluffy feeling in your chest from the way Nanami said your name. Up until that very moment he had only spoke to you in a formal matter.
"My eyes aren't crazy are they Nanami?" Gojo asked in a pleading tone hoping to hear what he wanted from Nanami.
"….. Yes they are."
"Ha ha ha Gojo, keep trying but Nanami is on my side" you said triumphantly
"yeah yeah we'll see how long that will last" Gojo said
"Excuse me sir your meeting is in fifteen minutes"
A third voice sounded through the phone.
"Thank you Andrea" Nanami said
"I have a to attend, it was nice talking with you Ms Y/n, have a good rest of your day ". Nanami said as you heard him shuffling some stuff around the room you assumed was his office.
"You too Nanami, bye " you said feeling a little sad that you couldn't keep talking.
"Gojo, time to get out of my office" Nanami said in a less friendly way compared to the way he spoke with you.
"What whyyy" Gojo whined making you giggle as you moved stuff around on your table and started unpacking your stuff from the store.
"Because I can't leave you unsupervised in my office, go back to your job" Nanami said as he pushed Gojo through the door. "aw man, why don't I get a 'have a good rest of your day' like Y/n" Gojo questioned as you smiled and just listened to their conversation.
"Because Ms Y/n is much nicer than you"
"Ugh what, I'm nice"
"Good-bye Gojo"
Hearing the door close you were about to start talking when Gojo beat you to it.
"You like him so much it's disgusting" Gojo giggled though the phone.
"What? What are you talking about Gojo" you said feeling your face heat up.
"Don't worry he's gone off to his meeting your feelings are safe with me" he said smiling as he walked though the office winking at Andrea on his way to the elevator making her roll her eyes and look back at her computer screen.
"I don't know what you're talking about" you said faking indifference as you organised your markers and pens.
"Oh please I could practically see the pout on your face when you heard Andrea speaking with him and the way you practically creamed your pants when he said your name, clearly you're in love with him" Gojo laughed as you heard him close his car door.
"First of all, ew Gojo you're disgusting and second of all I just met him how in the world would I be in love with him and lastly I was not pouting" you said as you grabbed a canvas and headed to your desk.
"Suuure you weren't, you weren't totally imagining a life with him, i could defiantly hear the baby making happening in your head." he laughed
''I am not amused Gojo, I'm hanging up now" you said in bored tone.
"wait, wait, before you go i have a question"
"what is it" you said grabbing your drink and taking a sip.
"How big do you think he is"
'WHAT THE FU-" you tried to shout but the sudden spike in embarrassment made you choke on your drink.
while hitting your chest in an attempt to ease your coughing and the pain your chest Gojo was having the time of his life laughing his ass off.
"FUCK OFF GOJO" you wheezed out as you hung up on him.
While catching your breath you heard the door open and close.
"Darling, I'm home from war!" Ren shouted making you smile as she walked into the studio.
Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge you took a sip before you spoke.
“What war?” you said with a groggy voice.
“The war in them streets, the fuck happened to you?” she asked as she saw the state you were in.
“I was talking to Gojo an-“
“Enough said “ she said interrupting you as she went to her side of the studio.
"Fine'' you said with a small laugh.
"What were you up to this morning" you asked Ren as you went back to prepping your canvas for your latest painting.
"Sleeping" she said in a quick tone.
"Sleeping?" you asked as you looked up from your desk
"yep"
Now if you and Ren had a normal relationship you would have just said 'okay' and left the topic alone and continued with your day unfazed....but that's not the type of relationship you have.
Rolling your chair across the room you slid next to her with a smile on your face and food in hand as you waited for her to tell you everything.
Keeping her head forward Ren just gave you a side eye as she looked confused as to why and how you got next to her so quickly.
"Go on" you said as you took out your food.
'' I have no idea what you're talking abou-" she started saying until you grabbed her food you had bought and put it in front of her.
"Girl, last night was everything and more" Ren started telling you as she eagerly unwrapped her chipotle.
Rolling your eyes you laughed as she stared telling you about the guy she had been seeing on the down low for a few weeks. You had heard about this mystery man a handful of times. She was usually quite nonchalant about guys but apparently this man was 'different'.
"Like daaaamn Y/n he made me feel amazing yet he barely even touched me. "
"no way" you said as you listened intently enjoying her story telling
"Bitch he made me cum while i still had my underware on"
"damn.....he's the devil or he's a robot either way.... damn." you said clapping your hands congratulating this mystery man.
"And on top of that he cuddled me after without making me uncomfortable, HE KISSED MY FOREHEAD Y/N, WHO THE HELL DOES THAT. Aaaand make me pancakes before he had to leave." she said smiling at her hands.
"And this all happened at what time?" you asked as you put your trash in the bin.
"8 am" she said giggling and smiling.
"8 AM!"
"Yeah, I spent the night at his place and we woke up around the same time and from flirting to me pushing my ass against his dick one thing lead to another and i had a very good morning." Ren beamed at you making you laugh and high five her.
" Good for you girl, what's his name?''
"Geto Suguru but i've started calling him sugar" she said as she smiled with brightest stars in her eyes.
"Thats so cute man.....when will it be my turn" you said fake sobbing in your arms as you laid your head on the desk in front of you.
"Soon girl, your dream man will be here soon enough" she said rubbing your back.
"Really?" you said wiping non existent tears off your face.
"Yeah, you'll get your love story just now " Ren said with a soft smile on your face.
Your dating history has not been that great, being a black girl on the plumper side of the spectrum made getting a man quite difficult cause apparently they want a 'thick' girl but without the soft tummy, stretch marks, cellulite, and hyperpigmentation.
Trying to get your mind off your dating experience you put your headphones on and started playing music as you went straight into your work.
A couple of hours had passed when you started hearing someone banging at the door you quickly went to check who it was before opening up. Looking through the peephole you saw a head of white hair and immediately knew who it was.
"Gojo, what do you want" you said as you opened the door. As you opened the door wider you saw that he wasn't alone.
"Nanami, hi, what are you doing here? " you smiled as you quickly glanced at what he was wearing, a plain blue button down shirt with the first two buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up his forearms showing off his silver watch making his arms look so good, he also had on some creme pants.
"Good evening Ms Y/n, I had no idea this was your place, Gojo just kidnapped me and didn't tell me where we were going" Nanami said in a distressed type of way while rubbing his eyes.
"Oh please Nanami don't be so boring and for the record I didn't kidnapp him." Gojo smirked looking down at you with his hands in his pockets.
While walking in the door past you Gojo bumped into Nanami making him stumble a little closer to you making you go face to face with his chest, the breeze from outside making his cologne overcome the air around you, the smell and close proximity making you inhale softly, enjoying the nice way he smelt while it lasted. Fact that he smelt so good just made him that much more hot.
Fuck
Fuck
FUCK
we're so close together, Nanami thought in a mild internal panic attack, what do I do? He thought as he looked down at you his arms leaning against the door frame so he wouldn't hit into you making his body tower over you blocking you from seeing past him. Her hair smells good.
Clearing his throat Nanami moved past Y/n while apologising, feeling slightly embarrassed from the heat coming from his face.
''The fuck are you doing here frosty." Ren said as she looked at Gojo over her reading glasses. Ren usually chooses when she wants to have the option to read words clearly so she tends to not wear her glasses, but when she does they often turn her into a 60 year old aunty.
"I'm here to ask you how the date went Aunty" Gojo said in all seriousness as he bowed the same way he would for his elders.
"HEYYY MAN! watch yourself " Ren said throwing a pillow off the couch at Gojo scolding him while he laughed and dodged her weapons of choice.
"AHHHH Mom and Dad help meeeee!" Gojo screamed as he ran towards you and Nanami.
Feeling heat crawl up your neck you slightly looked at Nanami as he looked at you, you knew what Gojo said was a joke but for some reason it made you heat up. Needing to change the subject and keep the peace you spoke up.
"You know she went on a date?" you asked as Gojo tried to hide behind you and Nanami.
"Yeah, I'm the one who set her up"
"YOU WENT ON A BLIND DATE! THAT GOJO SATORU SET UP" You said laughing making sure you stated Gojo was involved.
"Heyyyy why'd you say it like that" Gojo pouted as he went to lay on the couch that was just too small for his tall frame.
"What's wrong with blind dates?" Nanami asked not knowing what all the fuss was about.
"Well Mr Nanami, Ms Renee over here hasn't gone on a blind date in a while" you said covering your mouth trying not to laugh.
"Shut the fuck up Y/n" Ren laughed throwing the pillow at you that was once previously tossed at Gojo.
"Hey, it's funny" you laughed as you caught the pillow hugging it to your chest you turned to Nanami with the brightest smile on your face.
Nanami couldn't help but mimic your actions with a smile on his face, his arms crossed over his chest and his body fully turned to face you.
"Okay, so, here's what went down" you started, before you could continue Ren came up behind you and covered your mouth.
"No I'll tell him you always exaggerate how bad the date was" she laughed pulling you away from Nanami.
"It was bad" you mumbled behind her hand trying to defend your opinions.
Letting go of you she sat on the single couch and started the story.
"pushing Gojo off the couch you quickly sat down while pulling Nanami down to sit next to you.
"What the hell Y/n!" Gojo whined as he stood up and rubbed his side where he fell
"You took up the entire couch sweetie, I'm sorry but you had to go"
You said as you rubbed Gojo's hair, for being a pure white platinum blonde his hair was really soft thanks to you yelling at him 5 years ago about how his hair was going to fall out if he didn't deep condition his hair every chance he got.
Gojo let out a huff and stood up and went to the fridge and grabbed chocolate milk when Ren started her story.
"Okay so boom this is how it went down, our sweet Gojo over there was quite tired of seeing me all alone and whining about it so he went ahead and set me up on a blind date. Keep in mind this was like 4 years ago, we were still in college enjoying life so I thought why not, you know. " Ren explained
"I went on 4 bad dates until I had enough, the first three weren't as bad one wasn't the right type of guy conversation wise, the other was a complete slob and the third one was just soooo boring. The forth one though he takes the cake for the world's worst date and human to ever exist." She said as she rubbed her temples as a way to sooth her mind.
"What happened" Nanami asked leaning forward, his arms propped up on his legs, a small crease in between his eyebrows showing that he was interested in the conversation at hand.
"What didn't happen, that's the question you should be asking, this fool asked me to meet him at his place, at night, only for him to hop into myyyy car smelling like weed and the worst cologne ever."
"He then proceeds to give me directions so a Mc Donalds, which isn't bad if it was a cute previously discussed date and we had at least met each other."
"Feeling very uncomfortable and stressed I called Y/n and kept her on the phone the entire date, I had to tell this bitch to put her phone on mute cause she kept giggling the entire fucking time." Ren said as she pointed at you.
"Girl it was hilarious, you were practically on a date with a high Shaggy from Scooby doo" you laughed making Nanami chuckle, "actually no, that's disrespectful to Shaggy."Gojo commented.
"True, but here is what made me not want to go on a blind date, especially one that this fool set up, ever again. After we ordered he waited for my food to come and as I started eating he made a comment on how he was so happy that I had such hot 'birthing hips'. Ren said as she cringed and you started screaming laughing, your laughter just got worse as you looked at Nanami, both of his hands covering his mouth as a gasp left his mouth.
*Jesus, what did you say back" Nanami said with such confusion.
"I couldn't say anything back because I was choking on my fucking Mc Chicken." She said making you all laugh.
"while I was basically dying he told me not to waste my food because he liked his women big....imagine being told that as you're trying not to die." She said as she made her point with her hands.
As you all laughed as the night went on you all ended up ordering takeout as the night went on, sitting on the sofa with Nanami next to you while Gojo lay on the carpet in front of you. All of you decided to watch a movie. Switching on the projector that you both used for work Ren connected her laptop and played a movie.
With the lights off and a small blanket draped over you and Nanami you didn't realise how close you two were sitting until you found yourself with your head on his shoulder.
"Sorry" you whispered as you pulled away from him.
"Don't worry about it flower" he whispered as he pulled you back towards him.
Hearing the soft nickname you couldn't help but smile as the butterflies grew in your chest from the nickname.
"Flower?" you whispered with a smile on your face as you looked up at Nanami.
"What? Oh um sorry" he whispered back looking back at you.
"Don't apologise, I like it." you said smiling at the way his face changed from concern to relief.
"Really?"
"Yea-"
"Shut the fuck up!" Ren suddenly said as she threw a pillow at you.
"Sorry damn" you said not letting the smile on your face fade away.
As it got closer to 10 pm you all decided to call it a night and head home. Leaving the studio you locked up and said your goodbyes for the night, you hugged Gojo and then went on to hugging Nanami. He pulled you close hugging you as you both slightly swayed side to side for a bit.
"Good night Flower" he mumbled onto your hair, the gruff sound of his voice made you smile as you squeezed him a bit tighter.
"Good night Nanami"
"call me Kento."
✰AN: Wasn't this chapter just the cutest. next chapter is gonna be where all the magic is gonna happen. I'm really excited its all in my notes, please, like, comment, share, and tag me in reposts =]
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