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I'll probably have it up sometime this week!
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I cant wait for part 4 of 'I'll Come Back For You' ! (:
I'll probably have it up sometime this week!
Is there gonna be a part 4? And omg it's so goooooddd. I'm the one who asked for part 2 :3
Yes, I will do a part 4 for 'I'll Come Back For You'.
your mike fanfic is so good!
Thank you!
Mike Fuentes: I'll Come Back For You (Part III)
*Smut Warning*
Your stomach was fluttering as Mike’s hands intertwined with yours and his eyes never looked away from you. You couldn’t take your eyes away either. It was quiet in your house, except for the pounding of your heart that rang in your ears.
“(Y/N),” Mike breathed and looked down at his shoes. He looked back up at you and stepped closer so he could cup the sides of your tear-stained face. “I’m so sorry,” he whispered; his forehead creasing and his eyes becoming glassy.
You opened your mouth, but you were at a loss for words. You trailed a finger down his scruffy cheek and slowly slid your hands around his waist and interlocked them behind his back. He held you tight to his chest and you finally felt happy after two long years of waiting.
“Mike,” you said into his chest.
“What’s wrong?” he asked as you pulled away from him.
“Come upstairs,” you said as you grabbed his hand and led him up the steps.
You walked slowly, shuffling your feet and taking up as much time as possible. You walked passed your bedroom to the end of the hall. You stood before the door and took a deep breath while you placed your hand on the knob. You turned back to Mike to give him a reassuring smile and he returned the favor and squeezed your hand.
You slowly turned the knob and pushed the door open, stepping inside the room quietly with Mike right behind. A small nightlight illuminated the room, which was plugged in next to a crib.
You felt two hands grab your waist and spin you around. “(Y/N),” Mike’s voice broke. “Why didn’t you tell me?” his voice was barely a whisper. He didn’t give you time to answer; he just kept repeating I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry (Y/N). He held you tight against him and your tears landed on his shirt.
He looked at you with hurt eyes and you answered the question you knew he was thinking. “His name is Matthew,” you whispered.
“Matthew,” he said quietly to himself and smiled half-heartedly as he looked over to his son.
He looked back to you and then stepped quietly across the room to the crib. You followed behind him. You both leaned over the side of the crib and watched your son sleep soundly.
“He should wake up soon,” you whispered and saw Mike smile.
After a few minutes passed, Matthew wiggled and kicked his tiny feet. His little hands opened and closed and his eyes fluttered. Mike’s hand reached down and he gently put his finger into Matthew’s hand. He grabbed it and Mike smiled even more. Matthew’s eyes were open now and he started to cry like he always did when he woke up.
Mike looked at you as if to ask to pick him up. You nodded and Mike reached his other hand down and gently picked up his son. “Shh,” he hushed. “It’s okay Matthew,” he whispered and kissed the top of his head as he bounced him gently to calm him down.
Matthew stopped crying as soon as he heard Mike’s voice. He stared at him with his big brown eyes and grabbed his face. Mike smiled at the touch of the little hand on his cheek.
Mike walked over to the chair and sat down with Matthew on his lap, who was very eager to touch Mike’s facial hair. His tiny hands felt the scruff on Mike’s face and he smiled big at his father. You couldn’t stop smiling as you watched the two people you loved the most, love each other.
. . .
Matthew was asleep again after meeting his father for the first time and you were just as tired.
You and Mike lay down in your bed on your sides, facing each other. Mike brushed the hair from your face and you smiled at his touch.
“You’re so beautiful (Y/N),” Mike said as he looked at you lovingly.
You slid closer to him, so your bodies were touching. Your lips grazed his suggestively and you whispered, “Love me Mike.”
His hands ran along your body, tracing every curve. Your lips met and moved together while his hands pushed up your shirt. Your hand rested on his bare chest. He rolled on top of you so he could slide off your shorts. You kissed slowly, treating each touch of his lips as careful as the first time and as passionately as the last and hoping to never forget the feeling again.
You slid down his boxers and moved your eager hands down the sides of his body. He pushed into you and his movements started out slow, letting you adjust.
He kissed your neck and down your collarbone as he thrusted into you deeper. You arched your back at the sensation and moaned, “Oh, Mike.”
Your hands gripped his biceps as he pushed deeper and harder. “Mike,” you moaned out again.
The knot in your stomach was tightening and you bucked your hips.
“Oh, (Y/N),” Mike moaned, his breath hot on your skin.
He thrusted faster and his movements became sloppier. His cum poured into you as he moaned your name. You dug your nails into his back as you released onto him. You both held each other tight as your rode out your highs.
Mike rolled over next to you and placed his arm over your stomach after pulling the sheets over you. He kissed your cheek.
. . .
You were half asleep in your bed, tangled in the sheets; the light from the window brightened the room. You heard Mike’s voice from down the hall.
“No, Vic listen,” he must’ve been on the phone because there was a long pause before he continued. You didn’t really pay attention and tried to go back to sleep.
“I don’t have to, I know that. But I want to. You have no idea how much I love her and Matthew too.” Another long pause before he said, “So, I’m gonna ask (Y/N).. tonight.”
When is the next imagine going to be up? This anticipation is killing me
Sorry! I've been super busy lately! I will probably post a few some time this week!
which ones will be up today??
Um, I'm not sure yet. I think I'll only be able to put up one today.
Probably an Austin one.
Part 2 of I'll Come Back for You was perfect omfg. I requested the first part and you made it like 10 times better <333
Thank you!! I think someone wanted a part 3.. so I'll probably do that soon.
Tony Perry: If The Bus is Rocking...
{Anon: Hey! Can I have a Tony Perry imagine please?:) one where you're the lead singer in a band (1 other girl an 3 guys in the band please) and you're playing warped and he admires you from afar all day until the rest of ptv tell Mike to hit on you until Tony cracks then he tells you how he feels and somehow it leads to smutty smut smut. Sorry it's detailed :c I really like this idea though:) thanks love <3}
*Smut Warning*
“Hey (Y/N)!” someone called and you turned to see Tony’s bright smile. “Good luck!”
You couldn’t help but smile back and blush a little. “Thanks Tony,” you said and decided to be a little flirty and blew him a kiss before running out on stage while the rest of the band played the intro to one of your songs.
The crowd was going wild as you sang and you felt the adrenaline pumping through your veins. Just seeing all of your fans have the time of their lives made you feel like you deserved to be up on that stage. After a few songs, you glanced to the side of the stage to see Mike, Tony, Vic, and Jaime from Pierce the Veil watching. They all smiled at you quickly before you turned back to the crowd and finished playing for the day.
You walked off the stage, still feeling the rush from performing, and turned to the guys, who had become really close friends since Warped Tour had started.
“Hey, thanks for staying guys,” you said smiling and wiping the sweat from your face with a towel.
“No problem!” Jaime said. “You guys were fantastic!”
“Thanks,” you laughed. “I’ll catch you guys later,” you said and went to pack up your equipment so the next band could set up.
“Hey Mike,” Jaime elbowed him. “I saw you checking out (Y/N),” he smirked and laughed at Mike.
“Well yeah,” he said. “She’s hot as fuck,” he said as he watched you move your equipment.
“Why don’t you go hit on her then?” Vic teased.
“Yeah I will,” Mike smiled to himself. “Not yet though.”
You walked past the guys again and waved at them. “What are you guys still doing here?” you asked.
“Uh, well we were wondering if you wanted to come hang on our bus tonight?” Mike asked after Jaime nudged his arm.
“Yeah sure! That’d be fun,” you replied excitedly. “Can the rest of them come?” you asked and motioned to the rest of your band.
“Yeah,” Mike said.
You glanced at Tony who looked bored so you walked over to him and playfully punched his arm. “Perk up,” you laughed and he smiled back at you before you continued packing everything up.
The guys left and you were pretty much done so you returned to your bus to change and freshen up before going to Pierce the Veil’s bus. You washed your face, fixed your hair, and threw on some new clothes: dark skinny jeans and a cut up t-shirt with your vans. The rest of the band did the same and you all walked across the parking lot to go hang with the guys.
You knocked on the door to the bus and the opened it and walked inside, followed by your band. “Hey guys!” you yelled as you hopped up the steps and saw the guys already partying with their red solo cups and some music.
“(Y/N)!” Jaime yelled and gave you a big hug.
Jen (your guitarist) went to talk to Tony who sat on the couch. Aaron (drummer) and Luis (bassist) said hi to Vic and Kevin (keyboardist) was being hugged by Jaime. You laughed at him and Mike walked up to you.
“So, (Y/N),” he said. “You were pretty amazing today.”
“Thanks Mike,” you smiled and poured yourself something to drink.
His hand grabbed yours as he complimented you. “You’re really amazing too,” you could tell he had a few drinks but you liked compliments.
You blushed a little and laughed before glancing over to the couch and seeing Tony glancing from you to Jen and back again; he seemed to be paying more attention to you and Mike than Jen who kept talking.
You felt awkward because Mike was really cool, but you kind of always had a bit of a crush on Tony. Luckily your phone started ringing so you downed your drink and said to Mike, “Hang on, I gotta take this call.” You placed your cup on the table and stepped outside to answer it without even looking at who it was.
“Hello?” you said. After a few seconds you said, “Hello?” again, but still no answer. You listened a bit longer but the door creaked open behind you.
You turned to see Tony standing with his phone in his hand. He held it up to show you that he was the one who called you.
You pulled your phone away from your ear and saw that it was Tony’s number. You hung up as you laughed and asked, “What was that all about?”
He stepped closer to you. “Okay,” he sighed. “I know I’m no Mike, but (Y/N),” he paused and really looked at you. “I really like you.”
You were smiling so big that you thought your face would stay like that forever. “Tony,” you said stepped forward so you could place your eager lips on his. You both started smiling halfway into the kiss so you pulled back slightly and your noses were touching. “I like you too,” you admitted and kissed again.
His hands moved down the sides of your body and grabbed your hips tightly. Your arms were wrapped around his neck as you reached up to keep your lips connected.
“God, I want you so bad,” you breathed.
Tony pulled away. “What about everyone else? They’ll wonder where we are,” he said being cautious.
“I don’t care, Tony. I want you,” you said again.
He grabbed your hand as soon as you said that. “Come on!” he started running toward your bus, realizing that it would be empty.
It was dark out, so no one would see you. Once you got there, before going inside, Tony pushed you up against the side of the bus and kissed you hard as he pressed his body onto yours. Then he quickly pulled away and jumped onto the bus, leaving you wanting more. You ached for his touch as you leaned against the bus for a second longer and then you swung the door open and locked it behind you.
You looked at Tony and his pants were already on the ground, so you pulled your top over your head. As soon as it was off, Tony’s lips crushed against yours and you rubbed your hand along his throbbing cock through his boxers, making him moan into your mouth. You bit his lip and then kissed down his neck. You pulled away to take his shirt off and then quickly reconnected your lips. Your hands danced along Tony’s back as he unclasped your bra, which you slipped off.
You led him to the back lounge where the couch was, leaving a trail of clothing behind you. You heard Tony’s phone ringing and you both smiled. They must have realized…
You pulled your underwear off and then stepped out: you were completely naked now. You stepped closer to Tony, who couldn’t take his eyes off of your body, and quickly yanked down his boxers. You took his erection in your hand and started pumping as you kissed and sucked at his neck, collarbone, and chest.
“(Y/N),” he sighed.
Tony pushed you down onto the couch and then lay on top of you. He teased your entrance with his dick making you squirm. You wanted him to fill you up. He used his thumb to rub harsh circles on your clit and you felt your body getting hot.
“Fuck, Tony,” you moaned.
“You like that (Y/N)?” he said and rubbed faster.
“Yes baby,” you breathed as you grabbed tight onto his bicep.
He stopped abruptly and then slowly pushed into you to make up for it. His movements gradually increased in speed and you wrapped your arms around him as he pounded into you.
“Oh, Tony,” you almost screamed as he thrusted deeper.
You pushed up onto him and swirled your hips slightly. “Fuck, (Y/N),” he moaned out.
His movements were getting sloppier and you felt his grip on your hip tighten. He came into you and you felt the sensation of pleasure shoot through your body as you released onto him.
“Oh god, Tony!” you screamed out as his thrusts slowed down.
He hovered above you and looked into your eyes as you both caught your breath. He leaned down and kissed you briefly as he pulled out. You both lay on the couch for a moment longer before realizing that your band would probably be back soon.
“We should probably get dressed,” you said and Tony nodded in agreement.
You both stood up and retraced your steps, picking up the clothes you left behind and putting them back on.
Before leaving the bus, you grabbed Tony and pulled him close to you. “That was amazing,” you whispered as your finger trailed down his chest. He picked your chin up to look at you and then gently kissed you. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” you said and decided just to stay here for the night.
. . .
The next morning you got up early so you could go see Tony before he had to play. You stepped into the main section of the bus where Luis and Kevin sat. They stared at you and then burst out laughing.
“Did you have fun last night?” Kevin asked, still laughing.
“Yeah, the whole bus was shaking. I’m sure you were having a huge party in here,” Luis teased you.
“Oh shut up,” you said as you stepped out of the bus to go wish Tony good luck before the show.
NEED. MORE. MIKE. SMUTTY SMUT SMUTT. LOVE YOUR IMAGINES.
THANKS!!
I'm working on it..haha
Hey there:) what imagines are you putting up soon? I love your writing<3
I have a couple of Tony Perry ones that I’m gonna work on. Sorry I haven’t posted lately.. been kinda busy, but I’ll get them done soon!
I also have a bunch of Alan and Austin ones to do.
AND THANK YOU!!!
Maybe some Austin or Alan requests?
Tony Perry: Surprise
“Just a few more days,” you sighed as you turned out the light and crawled into your empty bed.
It’s been lonely without Tony around; it always was when he was on tour, but he would be home this weekend. You pulled the covers over you and shut your eye, thinking of Tony’s beautiful smile that you missed so much.
TONY’S P.O.V.
The plane landed earlier than I had expected, so we were just driving home from the airport now.
“You excited to see (Y/N),” Mike teased me, thrusting his hips as if to say, ‘You gonna fuck her’.
I laughed half-heartedly, before we said our good-byes for the night and got into our taxis. The ride seemed longer than it actually was.
Eventually, the taxi pulled up to my house, I paid the drive, grabbed my bags and walked up to the door. After quietly unlocking the door and placing my things down, I checked my watch to see that it was 2:30am. I quietly walked up the stairs and carefully opened the bedroom door.
(Y/N)’S P.O.V.
You heard someone whisper your name, but you waved it away thinking it was just the breeze from the window. Then you felt a hand gently shake your shoulder and you quickly turned over.
“Wha-what? Who’s- Tony?” you asked sleepily as he knelt down on the bed next to you and wrapped his arms around you. He pushed you down onto your pillow and he lay on top of you. You reached up and kissed him. “I thought you were supposed to come home on Sunday?”
“The flight was earlier than I thought,” he replied and kissed you again. “I missed you so much (Y/N),” he said and then kissed your neck.
“Oh,” you sighed. “I missed you too Tony.”
His hands rand down your body and his fingers hooked into your shorts and pulled them down around your ankles where you kicked them off. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it to the floor.
“Right down to business then,” you said, with a laugh.
Tony smiled as he kissed you, and then tugged your shirt off. He reached under you and unclasped your bra, which he slid off. He sucked at your nipple while he rubbed the other one between his thumb and index finger, making you squirm. He took off your underwear and dropped it over the side of the bed into the heap of clothes. His pants were already off, so you hooked your thumbs under the elastic of Tony’s boxers and yanked them down.
Tony’s hard erection pushed against your slit as he kissed and sucked your neck. You bucked your hips slightly and Tony took the hint.
He pushed his cock into your entrance and you moaned out, “Oh, Tony!”
His movements were slow at first, giving you time to adjust, but then he sped up.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he moaned as he thrusted into you faster, his hands gripping the sides of your body.
You pushed onto Tony, making his dick go deeper inside of you, and you swirled your hips slightly.
“Oh, (Y/N),” Tony moaned and you grabbed his biceps tightly as he thrusted harder.
His thumb started rubbing harsh circles on your clit, making you arch your back. “Tony! Oh fuck, Tony,” you screamed.
Tony thrusted faster and harder and you felt his movements get sloppier. His hot liquid poured into you as he moaned out your name. His thrusts slowed down as he rode out his high, but his thumb still rubbed your clit. You came onto him as your nails dug into his back.
“Oh my god,” you breathed after Tony pulled out and lay down next to you. “That was amazing.”
“Yeah,” he panted and rolled over on his side. You did the same and shaped your body to his. His arm lay over your side and held you close to him and your legs intertwined at the end of the bed. “I love you (Y/N),” Tony whispered, his breath hot on your skin.
“I love you too,” you whispered back and squeezed his hand.
Mike Fuentes: I'll Come Back For You (Part II)
It’s been two years since Mike left. You’ve gotten letters from him, since it was too risky to call, but that was the only kind of communication you’ve had in that span of time. Last you heard from him, he was hiding out in central Mexico. The first few months without him were horrible. You spent most of the time crying and wishing he would come back, but that didn’t change anything. You decided to focus and your career and your family, but you were still in love with Mike, and that was one thing that would never change.
MIKE’S P.O.V
“Mike,” Jaime called from the other room.
“Yeah, what’s up?” I said standing up and walking toward Jaime.
“Vic just called,” Jaime paused before continuing. “We can go back home,” he said smiling for once.
I stood there in complete shock. “Wait, how? What about the guys that were after us?”
“They got into a whole new mess of trouble, so they aren’t bothering with us anymore,” Jaime replied, repeating what Vic had told him over the phone.
. . .
After packing all of our belongings, Vic, Tony, Jaime, and I traveled back home to California. It was a long trip but it was worth it knowing I would see my beautiful (Y/N) again. Hopefully she hasn’t forgotten me, I thought.
We arrived at our home and settled in, breathing in the familiar air.
“Oh, it’s good to be back,” Jaime sighed and sat down.
“I gotta go find (Y/N),” I said and quickly walked back out the door.
(Y/N)’S P.O.V.
There was a knock at the door, so you stood up from the dinner table and walked over to see who it was. You slowly pulled the door open to reveal an older looking Mike.
You inhaled sharply as your eyes widened and your hand gripped the door tighter. After all this time, you thought.
“Hi,” was all Mike actually said to you, but his eyes and his smile said so much more. I’ve missed you. I love you. I want you. Please come back to me.
You couldn’t say a word, only stood there with a dumbfounded expression on your face.
“(Y/N), who is it?” a man’s voice called from the dining room and his footsteps drew closer.
You glanced back at John, your boyfriend of only a few weeks, then back to Mike, who’s face dropped in shear pain. His eyes looked glossy and his mouth was slightly parted. His hand gripped his stomach and he looked into your eyes again, trying to hide the obvious disappointment and sadness.
“Oh, sorry,” he said quietly. “I didn’t realize you had company.”
“Uh,” you finally managed to make your vocal chords work. “It’s alright.” You quickly turned to John, “This is Mike, my-“ you paused to think of something to call him. “my old friend.” You quickly regretted the words you had chosen. Your heart pounded fast and hard in your chest and you bit your lip to stop the tears that began forming in your eyes.
“Hi Mike,” John said and shook Mike’s hand.
“Nice to meet you,” Mike’s voice was monotone. “Um, I’ll just call you later,” Mike said to you awkwardly and walked back to his car and you watched him go before shutting the door gently.
“Well that was fun,” John laughed.
“Yeah it was,” you tried to smile at him, but it physically pained you to do so.
MIKE’S P.O.V.
I opened my car door and sat down, immediately putting my face in my hands. I felt a few tears on my cheek, but I knew I shouldn’t be crying. I couldn’t have expected her to wait that long for me, I thought. It’s perfectly fine that she has moved on and I should’ve realized that she would.
But I promised her, that I would come back, and I did.
I started the car and drove around the corner where I pulled over because my hands were shaking so bad.
(Y/N)’S P.O.V.
You wanted to die. The love of your life was feet away from you and you didn’t even get to feel his touch again. You grabbed your stomach at the jolts of pain that came with every thought of Mike.
“(Y/N), are you okay?” John asked, concerned.
“Yeah, I’m okay. I just don’t feel well. I think I just need some rest,” you said standing up. Oh what a lie that was.
“Okay, well do you want me to stay?” John asked sweetly.
“Um, no that’s alright. Thank you though,” you tried to smile at him.
“I’ll call you in the morning,” he kissed your cheek and walked out the door.
As soon as you heard the door click in place, you collapsed on the cold tile floor with your head in your hands. “Oh, Mike,” you whispered to yourself. “You really did come back for me.”
“I always keep my promises (Y/N),” you heard someone say.
You looked up from your hands and saw Mike standing there with his hand reached out to you. You grabbed it and he pulled you up.
“Mike,” you whispered with tears rolling down your face.
Neither of you said anything; you only stood looking at each other, remembering.
After what felt like hours, you stepped as close as possible to Mike and grabbed the sides of his face in your hands. “Don’t you ever, ever leave me again,” you said quietly and kissed him; his lips were exactly as you remembered them.
Awl I like the Vic Fuentes one with the dad! It's so cute! And the whole time I was thinking about the bulls in the Bronx video with the dad and all lmao
Thank you!
And yeah I was thinking about that too! ahaha
Austin Carlile: It'll Be Alright
{Anon: One where Austin gets really upset about missing his mom after he meets yours for the first time and you comfort him. Super fluffy :)}
“Austin,” you called into the bedroom from the bathroom.
“Yeah babe?” he called back.
You turned to yell back to him but he was standing in the doorway in his boxers, leaning on the frame.
You half-smiled at him before saying, “Oh, well my mom called me earlier and said she wants to meet you.”
He stood up straight and stepped closer to you. “Oh that’s great!” he said excitedly. “When?” He put his hands on your hips and looked down at you.
“Uh, tonight,” you said. “She wants to cook us dinner at her house.”
“That sounds perfect,” he kissed the top of your head. “Can’t wear these though,” he motioned down to his boxers and you both laughed.
You watched as he walked out of the bathroom, looking over every detail of his back, although you’ve seen it a million times already. You traced the curves with your eyes this time, instead of your hands and smiled at the thought of how many times you’ve done that. You loved everything about Austin and hoped your mom would like him too.
. . .
You and Austin pulled into the driveway of your mom’s house and walked up to the door and rang the doorbell.
The door quickly swung open and your mother stood there smiling, “Well hello! Fancy meeting you here!” she laughed at herself and let you inside. You shook your head and looked at Austin who was grinning at her “joke”.
“And you must be Austin,” she said, looking up at him. He was at least a whole foot taller than her.
“Yes I am. Nice to meet you Mrs. (Y/L/N),” Austin said politely and held his hand out.
She looked at his hand then back up at him. “Oh, come here,” your mom said, pulling Austin in for a hug. “Now come on into the dining room,” she said leading you two from the hall. “Don’t want the food getting cold,” she laughed.
“Sorry my mom is so weird,” you whispered in Austin’s ear.
“No she’s great! I love her already!” he whispered back. “She reminds me of my mom.”
You gave his hand a little squeeze and he did the same to let you know it was alright.
Austin sat down across from your mom and you sat down next to him. There was all kinds of food on the table: pasta, salad, chicken, etc.
“Help yourselves!” your mom said uncovering the plates of food.
After eating a few helpings of the home cooked meal and making small talk, your mom brought out some dessert: chocolate cake that she made last night. She cut us each a piece.
“Wow, this is amazing!” Austin commented with his mouth full of cake.
You laughed and gently grabbed his leg under the table. He is the cutest thing, you thought.
“Well I’m glad you like it Austin,” your mother said as he cut another slice for himself.
After chatting for a while about your relationship, Austin’s career, and future plans for the band and himself, you said good-bye to your mom, who asked to have you back over as soon as possible, and drove home. Austin and your mom seemed to really like each other and you were really happy with how things went.
. . .
It was getting late, so you decided to head upstairs to sleep.
“Austin,” you said, yawning. “I’m going upstairs. You coming?”
“Yeah, I’ll be up in a minute,” he said.
“Okay babe,” you bent down to kiss him and walked up the stairs.
You went into the bathroom and brushed your teeth. You had a bad habit of leaving the water running while you did so. You turned the faucet off when you finished and placed your tooth brush back in the holder. As you stepped into your room, you heard something coming from downstairs. It sounded like crying. Is that the TV, you thought as you stopped and listened closer. The sound was muffled, but it did not sound like a TV show.
You quickly made your way down the stairs and saw Austin lying on the couch with his face buried in the cushions. You ran over to him and knelt down, “Austin, baby. What’s wrong?” you asked as you rubbed his back.
He looked up at you with tears streaking down his face. “I miss her (Y/N). I really fucking miss her,” he whispered, his voice cracking.
You gently wiped the tears from his cheeks and quickly hopped up on the couch next to him and held him in your arms. He wrapped his arms around you and grabbed the back of your shirt tightly in his fists. He leaned on your shoulder and you rubbed his head.
“It’s okay Austin. I’m here,” you whispered back to him and kissed the top of his head. You choked on the words as you said them, hating that Austin was in pain.
“Why did she have to go?” he voice so low you could barely hear. “It’s not fair.” He hands gripped your shirt tighter and he breathed deeply.
You sat there with Austin in your arms for a while. You rubbed his back and told him it would be alright and that his mom would be so proud of him now.
He pulled away and you cupped the sides of his face in your hands gently. “Austin,” you said quietly, but you couldn’t say anything else.
He smiled half-heartedly looking into your eyes, “(Y/N), I love you.” He leaned closer to you and kissed your cheek, brushing his hand along your jaw, before standing up. He grabbed your hand and led you upstairs where you fell asleep in his arms.
Vic Fuentes: You're Not The Only One
{Anon: can you do one where you and vic are both in highschool and dating each other, one day you think you're ready and let him take your virginity and he's like super careful and stuff but you don't know why, and in the middle of it he just randomly tells you he's a virgin too, when the both of you are almost done your dad walks in and is RLY pissed, he kicks vic out of the house, but then one day you convince him to have dinner with vic&u and it's rly awkward because he caught the both of you}
*Smut Warning*
It was Friday night and your parents wouldn’t be home until late. You decided to call your boyfriend, Vic, so you picked up your phone and dialed his number.
The phone rang a few times before he picked up.
“Hello?” he said.
“Hey babe,” you replied, smiling to yourself. You loved hearing his voice. “Do you want to come over tonight?”
“Uh, yeah, sure. I’ll be over soon!”
“Okay, love you.”
“Love you too,” Vic replied and hung up.
You lay on your bed, trying to do some homework while you waited until Vic came over. Half an hour passed and you heard the doorbell ring. You got up quickly and hopped down the stairs, opening the door to see Vic standing there.
“Hi (Y/N),” Vic said as he stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He held your waist as he kissed you softly. “Your parents home?” he asked looking around the house.
“Nope,” you smiled, grabbing his hand and pulling him up the stairs.
You closed the door to your bedroom and as soon as you turned around, Vic’s lips were pressed against yours. His hands moved slowly up and down your body as your wrapped your arms around his neck. He walked backwards, leading you towards the bed where he sat down and pulled you on top of him. You broke away from the kiss for a moment.
“Vic,” you looked into his eyes. “I think I’m ready,” you whispered, although no one else was home to hear.
Vic looked a bit shocked, but he smiled after a short pause and kissed you again. “Finally,” he teased, making you giggle.
He gently pushed his hands under your shirt, feeling your body, and pulled it over your head. You started unbuttoning his shirt as you kissed; your tongues intertwined. You both readjusted yourselves on the bed so that you lay on your back with Vic above you.
He slid off his shirt as he kissed down your neck; his soft lips brushing against your skin drove you crazy. You ran your hands down his back and around his waist to unbutton his jeans and slid them off. Your stomach filled with butterflies as Vic’s gentle hands carefully pulled down your shorts. You pulled your head off the pillow to reach up and kiss him; your hands cupping the sides of his face as he leaned into you. Your bodies were right up against each other as your hands danced across each other’s skin.
Vic pulled away for a second and looked at you, “(Y/N), I-I have to tell you something.”
“What is it?” you asked, a bit concerned.
“Um,” he started. “Well, I’m a virgin too,” he said, feeling kind of embarrassed.
You smiled and kissed him again before saying, “Then let’s just take things slow.”
Your lips reconnected and Vic’s hands reached under you to unclasp your bra and slip it off. He kissed you more passionately as you rubbed your hand on his erection through his boxers. You slowly pulled down his boxers and he kicked them off. You took him in his hand and pumped making him moan quietly.
He pulled your panties off and threw them to the floor. You felt the tip of his dick brush against your entrance a few times before he pushed into you gradually.
It was a new sensation, but you kind of liked it. Vic’s movements were slow and gentle and you got used to it.
Vic started thrusting a little faster and you grabbed his biceps and bit your lip. “Oh, Vic,” you moaned out.
He thrusted even faster now and you slightly bucked your hips up, pushing his cock deeper inside you.
“Oh fuck, (Y/N),” Vic moaned.
Your nails dug into his back as you felt the knot in your stomach tighten.
“I-I think I’m gonna,” Vic breathed, but didn’t finish his sentence. He came into you and his sloppy thrusts slowed down. You released onto him, triggered by his orgasm, and moaned his name as you did so.
Vic pulled out of you and rolled over on the bed next to you. You slipped your hand into his and rolled onto your side so you could look at him. He turned his head to face you, your noses almost touching.
“I love you (Y/N),” he whispered.
“I love you too Vic,” you whispered back.
He kissed you then sat up to slip his boxers on. You threw on a t-shirt that Vic had given you a while back and sat back down on the bed. He sat down too.
“That was amazing,” you said, brushing your hand down his bare chest. You leaned in to kiss him and that’s when the door flung open.
You both turned your heads to see your dad standing there.
Your dad’s face went from confusion to pure anger. “Get out of my house!” he yelled at Vic who grabbed the rest of his close almost ran out the door. Your dad looked at you now. “What the hell are you doing? What is going on? Why-“ he pointed to behind him to where Vic would’ve been.
“Dad,” you said standing up. “Relax. Let me explain.”
. . .
It’s been a week since your dad caught you and Vic, so he seemed to be over it by now.
“Um, dad?” you asked at dinner one night. He looked up at you so you continued. “Would you wanna go out to eat with Vic and I tomorrow night?”
He looked at you funny. “Uh,” he started. “I-I guess so,” he mumbled and turned his attention back to his plate.
. . .
You and your dad walked into the restaurant the next night and saw Vic sitting alone at a table. You caught his eye and he waved you over. Your dad wasn’t too happy about the whole thing, and Vic wasn’t really either, but he dealt with it.
“Hi (Y/N),” he kissed your cheek, afraid that your dad would flip out if he did anything more. “Hi Mr. (Y/L/N),” he held out his hand and your dad shook it reluctantly.
You all sat down (your dad across from you and Vic) and ordered food when the waiter came by. You made small talk, but your dad refused to look Vic in the eye. It wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be, but it could’ve been better. They would both get over it eventually.
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