#ace smut

[t3kandson]

12 Dads

Wordcount; 3.802

Fandom; A.C.E., The Boyz, NCT 127 & a little L'arc En Ciel.

Pairing; Reader X Kim Sehyoon Aka Wow, Reader X Yuta Nakamoto & Reader X Son Youngjae Aka Eric.

Characters; Kim Sehyoon Aka Wow, Son Youngjae Aka Eric, Yuta Nakamoto, Lee Sangyeon, Jacob Bae, Kim Younghoon, Lee Jaehyun Aka Hyunjae, Lee Juyeon, Kevin Moon, Choi Chanhee, Ji Changmin, Hur Hyunjun, Ju Haknyeon, Kim Sunwoo & HYDE

Mentions; Lee Jiham

Warnings; Angst, Insecurity's, Denial, Baby Topic, Pregnancy's Single Parenthood & Secrets.

Notes; Chapter Two in Safe, Protect & Love Forever.

Please Check Nct 127 Piñata Mv out.

"Y/N," you heard Sehyoon call out as he entered your apartment. Rushing to the door, pregnancy test in hand, you needed to compose yourself before he noticed you were acting strangely. Quickly you stuffed the test into the medicine cabinet and glanced at yourself in the mirror. After taking a deep breath, you flushed the toilet and returned to reality.

"You okay?" he asked with concern. You nodded, the words failing to leave your throat. "Are you sure? You look like you've seen a ghost." You tried your best to fake a small smile as he looked at you, not entirely convinced. "I'm sorry to do this to you, but can we move our plans to next week? I have an urgent work-related meeting that needs me present with Jiham," he said, his eyes pleading. "It's okay, I can make other arrangements to return home," you replied, holding his hands gently. His gaze held you intently, showing a flicker of hurt. "But I want to see our mums, too," he complained. "Then I will see you when you visit her soon," you replied before his momentarily silence. "You really are going to go home, aren't you?" he asked, sadness behind his eyes. "Yes. Their’s nothing left for me here now that Yuta’s gone." And now that we’ve ruined our friendship and I'm pregnant with your child, you thought to yourself. "I'm here," he said. You tilted your head in confusion. "But you have Minji now," you responded, hoping he would tell you it was you he wanted, or perhaps confess about the night you shared. "Can I not have you both? My girlfriend and my best friend?" he asked. You took a deep breath. Once he knew you were having his child, he would be angry and hate you for tearing him away from his real love. "I will still be your best friend in Jeolla-do. We remained close when we were apart for all those years,” you said, smiling as he frowned. "But I've gotten so used to having you back," he said, looking at you with a pained expression. "Back? You left me first," you said playfully. "And now you're leaving me," he replied, elbowing you back with a fake soft smile. "You promise to speak to me every single week, without fail?" he asked, his eyes losing their sharp intensity as you nodded. "Promise me," he repeated, holding out his pinky finger. "I promise to talk to you on the phone regularly for as long as you need me," you said, lingering on the words need. He needed his best friend, not the woman who had gotten herself pregnant. You pressed your pinky to his and flicked it up to seal the deal with your thumbs. Just then, his phone rang, and for the first time in weeks of talking alone, he had to leave. Walking back to the medicine cabinet, you picked up the test and looked at it with mixed emotions. The thought of a small bundle of your very own version of Sehyoon left you feeling warm and fuzzy. Minji would have him, but you would have a miniature version of him in your life, filling the empty holes in your heart. "I'm pregnant," you told Sehyoon later. He looked at you in horror as silence filled the room. "Who's the dad?" he asked, annoying you as you rolled your eyes. "You are." He let out a laugh, cold as ice. "We’ve never had sex. You're not the Virgin Mary," he scoffed, disgust written across his face. "We did! You know we did, you just pretended we didn't," you cried out, your chest heaving in pain. "Why would I sleep with you? I love Minji. You're just a friend, and after this stunt, you're not even that. How dare you try to pass your Japanese lover’s child off on me!" he screamed frantically. Your hand fell to your stomach as you imagined those words falling from his lips. He would hate you forever for making him remember he had slept with you.

You couldn't do that; you had to hide this baby from him. You decided to go to your mother’s first—Sehyoon would ask questions you weren't ready to answer if you didn't leave—and then, after a few weeks, move somewhere no one could find you. You would keep up the phone calls so no one would get suspicious.

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Packing your things, you sent your items to a storage unit. Taking one last look at the test, you placed it in the box of memories you’d kept of Sehyoon over the years. If you were leaving him behind, you had to do everything in your power to let him go, even though it hurt. "Wow, it looks so empty," Minji said eyes roaming over the room when she came over that evening. "I still have a bed," you said, bringing her into your bedroom with the takeout she had brought. "I'm really going to miss you," she said, pouting as she grabbed her container of Chinese food. "Me too. I'm going to miss you and Sehyoon; you're both too cute together," you said, faking a cheerfulness you were proud to pull off. "How could Yuta and I ever think you two were in love with each other?" she chuckled, digging into her food. "You and Yuta thought what?" you questioned. She looked at you, wincing. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that," she said. You breathed in deeply. "Yet you did." She bit her lip. "I was trying to make a lighthearted joke, I'm sorry. It was too soon. Yuta and I ended things because we both thought you were in love with each other. When you didn't follow Yuta to Japan, I truly thought we were right. But I found Sehyoon in a sobbing mess when I came back to collect my stuff. It was obvious he loved me. And you leaving now proves it was the country you didn't want to leave, not Sehyoon," she said, looking guilty. "So you both tested us?" you said, wanting to be angry, but they had been right. You were in love with Sehyoon. He was the one who wasn't; his pain after sleeping with you made that evident. No wonder he had been awkward around you—he hated those memories. And now, you were carrying a permanent reminder. "I don't know... can you forgive us?" she asked. You nodded, feeling deflated. "I'm hurt that you tested us, but it proved he loved you, so I'm happy for you," you said, your heart feeling heavy. "I wish you would call Yuta. He's unblocked you," she said, popping some food into her mouth. "What will that gain? He wants a life in Japan, and I want a life in Korea. We want two different things, and I shouldn't hold him back," you said, sighing. How could you get back with him when you were pregnant by the very man he knew, deep down, you loved? You weren't cruel enough to add a month on your pregnancy and pin the baby on Yuta. "Are you okay?" she asked breaking your thoughts and you nodded. "Yeah, just tired and anxious for the new start," you said, smiling. "You will come wake me tomorrow before you leave, right? I know Sehyoon can't be there to say goodbye, but I can do it for both of us," she said. You nodded. You felt guilty, but you didn't wait for the morning to say goodbye. You didn't even wait for the night. After Minji left, you looked around the empty home and decided there and then to leave. You called a cab for the coach station and took the last coach out, texting your apologies to both Minji and Sehyoon. Your only response was: You decided to leave me. I wish you all the best. It was like he was losing a lover, and while that felt good for a second, you remembered that to him, you were still just his best friend.

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You stayed with your parents for three weeks. Your room was a place trapped in time, a mixture of remnants from your failed relationship with Yuta and your close friendship with Sehyoon. It made you miss the latter, forcing you to place the evidence of your past into boxes. Just your HYDE posters surrounding your bed. Most evenings spent figuring your next step. Bringing up Sehyoon’s child near nature alone was your new dream. Despite being a mum brought fear to your bones. But when you heard plans that Sehyoon and Minji were coming home, you fast-tracked your departure. You rented an apartment in Busan and found a small job at a local bar. The owner, Lee Sangyeon, even knew you were pregnant. The day before Sehyoon arrived, you left with a small bag of clothes and made your way to your new home. Sehyoon had called you, disappointed that you weren't there for his visit, but you promised to send an address once you were settled. Your empty apartment was barren but cheap, and you arranged for your items to be sent from storage the next day.

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You went to the bar Deobi Drink house to meet your boss, Lee Sangyeon. He was younger than you, but he possessed a mature soul. He introduced you to his current three bar staff: Younghoon, Youngjae, and Jacob. You shook their hands and blushed when Sangyeon told them to look after you because you were expecting. Younghoon however, with eyebrows furrowed looked concerned. "Hyung, are you sure it's safe for her to work here?" he asked as Jacob offered you a seat. "I need the money," you replied, biting your lip. "Then make the father work while you rest up," he questioned, arms folded. "There is no father involved," you responded, looking at the floor as silence filled the room. "Then it's my job to make sure you're not working alone, to keep you and the baby safe," Youngjae said with a soft smile. "We will look after you, I promise," Jacob added. Younghoon softened his gaze hearing your situation. "Tell us the second it's too much," he added. You felt safe with these four; it made you miss Sehyoon even more, as he had been your safety blanket, but for now, they would do. They kept their word, even introducing the other staff members to support you. Choi Chanhee and Lee Hyunjae were just as attentive. Lee Juyeon and Ji Changmin, the security, kept one eye on the door and the other on you throughout your shifts. Even the locals became protective. Kim Sunwoo was your flirty defender; if any male paid you too much attention, he would lie and say you were his. Kevin would make you laugh whenever you felt sick. Hyunjun and Haknyeon would come in to tell you tales of their travels, making you listen to the culture of every country they had visited. Sangyeon and Younghoon helped you move your items into your flat, and Youngjae took you to your first doctor's appointment. He held your hand as you watched your tiny bundle on the screen, and you were sure he cried more than you did. "Stop crying, they’ll think you're the dad," you said, taking the scan photo from his hand. "You don't have to be the dad to find a new life emotional. That’s a whole little person you're carrying," he sniffled. You shook your head, amused. The amusement soon vanished when you realised the name on your incoming call flashed "💜🧸💜" on the screen making you freeze on the spot. "That's him, right?" Youngjae asked. You nodded, words failing you. "Did he know you were having a scan today?" You shook your head. "He doesn't even know I'm pregnant," you admitted for the first time. "Oh, Y/N, don't push him away," he said, looking into your eyes. "He's with someone else—someone he loves. He even pretended we didn't... you know," you said, your eyes watering. "I won't pry further, but I like to think a father out there wouldn't abandon their child, partner or not," he said, holding you tighter. "But until you both find the courage, I will be here for you both." He said as he linked your arm with his and led you out of the maternity ward.

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"Y/N, they left one of your items in your lockup," Sehyoon said when you eventually called him back. "Oh, thanks for letting me know. I'll ring them and arrange for them to send it. How come they called you?" you asked causing him to huff. "Because I'm supposed to be your best friend, and we arranged that lockup together, remember?" he said, sounding frustrated. "Sorry, they didn't even attempt to ring me, that's all. I'm not offended," you said, feeling guilty. "Are things between us okay?" he asked. "Yes, why wouldn't they be?" you replied, feeling the weight of the distance you had created. "You've been off with me. You didn't say goodbye when you left, you moved wherever you are without telling me even the day before I was visiting, and now you rarely pick up the calls. Since that day, you've been off with me," he said, sounding tearful. "Since what day?" you pushed, hoping he would answer. "Since Yuta left you," he replied after a long silence, as if choosing his words carefully. "It's like you blame me for him leaving you," he added. You laughed, balling your fist. "I don't blame you for Yuta leaving me, god damn it, Sehyoon," you snapped, ready to spill your frustration but holding back with a short, deep breath. "But you blame me for something, don't you?" he asked into the silence. I blame you for being repulsed by sleeping with me, you wanted to scream, but you held back. "Sehyoon, please don't do this. Let's not argue; I'm exhausted as it is," you said, not wanting to push this before you spilled his worst nightmare. "Please don't leave me," he whimpered. Your heart broke, remembering those exact words you had whispered before you gave him your soul that night. "I haven't left you. I'm still here, just like I was when you left home. There are just things I need to do now," you responded. "But we kept in contact! I always kept you close, We've spoken just twice since you left Seoul two months ago. What is going on in your life that I can't be part of, Y/N?" he pleaded. You wanted to spill the truth right then, but you heard Minji arrive home—a reminder of why you had to keep this secret. "I'm finding myself again, that's all. I haven't run away; I'm in Busan," you replied. "Busan? Why so far away?" he questioned and you lightly smiled. "Nothing brings peace like the smell of the sea," you said, earning a chuckle. "That's sounds somewhat peaceful and beautiful. What's it like there? I must come visit. Minji would love to see Busan," he said, sounding like the old version of him you loved so much. However, because of his words, panic set in; if he visited, he would know you were pregnant. "There's something else I should tell you," you said, feeling guilty. "I'm seeing someone," you lied. If he made a random visit, you needed to explain why you had a bump. "What?" he spat out. "He's the reason I came to Busan," you lied further. The phone went silent. "Oh. Okay. Wow. That wasn't the response I thought you were going to give." "Look, I've been quiet because Yuta left me because he thought you and I were in love," you said, hating yourself for using Yuta once again. "I don't want to lose this one because someone else doesn't understand that we are just friends," you added, feeling sick with the words falling from your mouth. "So we can't be friends because of your ex-boyfriend?" he asked, sounding hurt. "No, I'm not saying that. Just... maybe until the relationship is established, we don't see each other for a while," you said, hating every syllable. "Yet you and Yuta were together years before you both came to Seoul," he said into the silence when your throat dried up unable to answer. "Thanks for admitting that you hate me for breaking you and Yuta up," he said, almost tearful. You heard Minji call his name in the background. "No, I don't, I swear," you said, feeling guilty that he had come to that conclusion, even though it was your words that sent him there.

"Look, I will block you and not bother you again," he said, his voice breaking. Before you could call his name, the call ended. Even when you tried to ring him back, he kept his word—like Yuta, he had blocked you.

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You okay?" Youngjae asked the next morning at work. You simply nodded as you leaned against the bar. "Yeah, just feeling nauseous, that's all. And very exhausted," you chuckled. "Do you want me to get one of the others to work your shift today?" he asked. You shook your head. "No, I need the money," you smiled. He rolled his eyes. "Babe, do you think I would let you go homeless or hungry?" he said with a smile that automatically made you smile back. "You're growing a baby; it's not like you're skiving off." "I will need the time off when I get ready to pop, but for now, I'm nowhere near that," you said. He rolled his eyes. "Well, rest when there's no one to serve, okay!" he ordered and you nodded. -----------------------🔺---------------------

Your parcel from the storage unit eventually arrived, and you realised what you had left behind: Sehyoon's box. Of course, it had to be the one thing you were trying to forget. Picking the box up, you didn't have the heart to go through it, so you placed it in the storage space under your bed. Grabbing your scan photo, you looked at your child. With your hands on your belly, you smiled, wondering what features they would take after. Part of you wanted a boy that looked like his dad. Tears began to fall—your heart was truly breaking. You had gone a week without hearing his voice, and while you had endured longer without that in the past. Knowing you would never hear it again felt like a physical wound. Bringing up your phone, you found some videos of the times you had laughed together. There was a video of him showing you some HYDE merch he found in a shop before you came to Seoul. You had teased him, hoping he loved you enough to buy it, but he had just teased you back. Feeling sad, you put on a soft vocal HYDE song, crying to the slow, pained vocals, feeling as though they were your own. You didn't fit into Sehyoon's life anymore, and he was laughing at the thought that you two had ever been anything more than friends.

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"You should have a gender reveal, you know," Kevin said when he came in. "It's a good excuse to get things for the baby," he added. You rolled your eyes. "And everyone will know I'm fatherless," you glared at him playfully. "As if your child is fatherless! They have twelve fathers," he smirked. "Ask Youngjae, and he'll say he's all twelve of them," Hyunjae snorted. "Then how can I ask for the baby daddy to buy things for their own baby?" you said, ignoring Hyunjae's comment. "You don't think the customers will bring a few gifts?" Kevin questioned, amused. "Depends on which ones. I don't think a keg of beer is quite the thing this baby needs," you scoffed. "No, but as one of the twelve dads, I would appreciate it," Kevin chuckled. You went to swat his arm, but he moved away.

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Another month passed, and you had your next scan. Youngjae, as always, held your hand. "Have you chosen a nickname for the little one?" the sonographer asked. You shook your head. "What about 'Dad'? Surely you've got a name in mind?" she said. Youngjae chuckled, blushing with being called the baby's Father. "Well, he looks like bit of a wobbly odeng," he said. You chuckled at him. "My baby isn't a piece of food you can scoff down," you said, slapping his arm. "I won't eat him, though, I promise," he said as you rolled your eyes with amusement. “He also looks like a little tadpole and tadpoles are fish so Odeng is fitting," he said, looking proud. "Tadpoles are amphibians," you said. As he deadpanned in denial which looked cute. "No, they are not," he snorted. "Well, 'Dad' is correct," the sonographer said, laughing. "Told you I know my animals," Youngjae teased. "No, Miss Oh was right about that. You've been calling him a boy since you both came in," she said, smiling. Your eyes widened in excitement. "Wait, I'm having a boy?" you said excitedly and She nodded. You were going to have a little version of Sehyoon—one you could hold and cherish forever. "Little Odeng is officially going to be the thirteenth male member of this family," Youngjae said, stroking your belly. "He means the workplace; I haven't got twelve other children," you said and the sonographer laughed. "You mean eleven! I make twelve, and I'm not your kid," he snorted as you lightly chuckled raising one of your eyebrows. "You sure about that, Jae?" you said. He blushed at the new pet name, and you made a note to call him that more often. You eventually made it back to the pub. A dozen blue balloons were in his hand—in fact, there were thirteen to fit the "twelve fathers" joke. "Baby Odeng is officially a boy!" Youngjae screamed in excitement the second the door opened to the bar. You saw blue banners and balloons, a three-tier cake, and a whole corner of gifts for the baby. "You threw me a gender reveal without telling me?" you said, slapping Youngjae's arm playfully. "So, we're having a boy," Hyunjae said, twirling you in the air and pressing a kiss to your cheek. "Congratulations, sweetie," Sangyeon said, pulling you into a hug. "You've got to hug all twelve of us, you know," Sunwoo said, opening his arms with a wink. You fell into his embrace giggling at his ability to use this moment to get his feelers in. "What about Daddy number thirteen?" a voice came from behind you. Turning, your eyes wide in shock as you saw the last person you ever expected standing there. With his new shortened black hair, bangs falling into his face and his perfect, healing smile, it was your former partner, Yuta. And his expression did not look amused.

A.C.E. Masterlist

Main Masterlist

[aces-sweetheart]

(kind of cliche) pornstar!au where you and ace are doing a corny video together where he’s playing a firefighter that rescued you and of course you have to repay him by fucking him. it’s full of cringeworthy dialogue packed with fire-related innuendos but you can’t even find it in yourself to care when he’s fucking you so good.

[riainthisho]

Idk why this has been on my mind

But someone make a fanfic of hybrid!Bull Portgas D. Ace X Hybrid! Brown Bear Reader and call that shit Milk & Honey🍯

Stay with me now…

[squales4life]

off topic but his dub voice is so hot i need to be both complimented and threatened or be brutally cracked and told to be quiet and take it from him 😭😭😭

[squales4life]

OH ALABASTA ACE HOW I NEED TO BE CRUSHED BETWEEN YOUR ARMS WHILE U FOLD ME IN HALF 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍

[squales4life]

yk i’m fully FULLY convinced after seeing OP in dub. Ace whines in bed. that man whimpers and whines- might not even be in a submissive way, but he’s definitely noisy as fuck 😋😋😋

[squales4life]

When they yell “stop drawing ace eating the box” but that’s not my name so i lokey ignore it

[reinerismwrld]

it’s hard to see you, but I wish you were right here

PAIRING: Portgas D. Ace x f!Reader

SUMMARY: After breaking up with Ace, your body somehow still needed him. And after finding Ace outside of your door in the middle of the night, you could see he needed you too.

GENRE: Angst and Smut.

WARNINGS: Mentions of cheating, hate sex, happy ending.

WORD COUNT: 2.1k words

Breaking up with Ace left you a mess. How can someone who said to love you with his whole being, cheat on you?

The scene replayed in your mind every night since then. Ace, with a girl you didn’t even recognize on his lap, kissing her, holding her with the same neediness he used to hold you with. Ace then staring directly at you while tears were making it hard to see, and you fleeing the place in a beat.

You didn’t know if you were angrier or sadder, but you knew something. You didn’t need any type of explanation. You left without even looking back.

Of course, Ace didn’t even try to contact you after that. He knew how you felt about cheating and that you would never forgive him. And you were kinda grateful for that. It made it easier to hate him and not feel hopeless, since in the end, it was his decision to cheat.

After 6 months, you felt like you could finally breathe without any type of hatred clouding your mind, but you somehow still missed him.

You missed the chemistry, the way he made you feel all the time, the way you somehow clicked, but only when it came to the physical part of the relationship. Apart from that, you could’ve easily gone through life without ever thinking about him.

But even if your body was the one missing him, it didn’t mean it was any easier. Every time you closed your eyes, you could see him. Every single time you were together in bed, you could still feel the way his hand would touch, roam, and caress you. You could still hear him whispering the dirtiest things to your ear, and the way his breathing became erratic when he was close. The way he held you and looked at you was imprinted in the back of your head. And god, you hated it.

It was so unfair the fact that your whole body and part of your mind couldn’t get over him. You’ve lost count of the number of nights you’ve replayed several memories with Ace.

And you were glad to see that Ace was also feeling the same way. To be honest, he couldn’t be more dramatic, but it kinda fit him. The fact that it was the middle of the night and he was only in gray sweatpants, a red zip-up hoodie, and a white tank top, breathing all hectic after banging and knocking on your door like his life depended on it

“Ace, what do you even want?” You tried your best to look annoyed, but it was as if your body only knew one way to react when it was close to him, and that way was making you all hot and bothered. 

Ace finally took a look at your clothes, shorts, and a sweatshirt, simple, but that was enough for him to lose his mind. He didn’t even say a word, he just passed through your door, pushing you inside and cornering you against the closest wall. 

“I need you.” You closed your eyes and felt him start kissing your head. “Please say something.” How dare he? He just arrived in the middle of the night, asking for sex, and unfortunately, your body was ready for him.

“What makes you think I need you too?” You took a deep breath and sighed. His scent was making you dizzy. It appeared that he had just showered since you could still smell the body wash he usually uses.

“Maybe it’s the way both of your hands have been grabbing my shirt since the very first moment I put you against the wall, and you haven’t let go of me, or maybe it’s the fact that you’re rubbing yourself against my cock. I don't know, baby, you tell me.” You groaned. You couldn’t believe you gave in that easily, but for 6 months, you’ve been needing this, and to be honest, you weren’t the best when it came to thinking about the consequences of your actions.

“I still hate you, Ace.” You didn’t even let him answer, and kissed him. God, you missed this. The way he would embrace you, the way his lips were clashing against yours, the way he held you, trying to get your whole body as close as possible, feeling all of you. 

You slowly made your way to your couch, getting rid of his hoodie and tank top, leaving him shirtless by the time you two were finally on the couch, with you on his lap.

You pulled away from him, your breathing was the only thing that could be heard. He cupped your right cheek with his hand, and he touched your lips with his thumb. 

“God, I missed these lips.” It looked like he was in a trance. You stared at him, and something in your chest hurt.

“Are you here to talk or to fuck me, Ace?” You quickly stopped his actions. You don’t want to fall again for his schemes. You were together for a year, so he knows how to get under your skin, he knows how to make you give in.

By the look on his face, it appears that he was hurt by the harsh words, but he really couldn’t blame you.

He took your sweatshirt off you and smiled.

“No bra?”

“Why do you look surprised? It’s not like I didn’t sleep like this when we were together.” Ace quickly moved and started to suck on your nipples, making you choke from the sudden action. You started to rub yourself against his bulge, seeking some kind of relief.

Ace moved his head to your other nipple, rolling between his fingers the nipple he was previously sucking on. He repeated the actions for quite a few minutes before he came to a stop and looked at your fucked up expression.

“Here, or your room?” Ace was starting to carry you up, knowing you usually liked it better on a bed, but you quickly pushed him back to the sofa.

“Here, you lost room privilege the moment you decided to cheat on me.” Ace was surprised at your words, not because of the context itself, but because you said it in a playful manner.

“I’m-”

“Shut up, Ace. I need you.” You stood up so he could take off his sweatpants, and took this opportunity to take off your shorts and panties, not wanting to lose time. 

You grabbed one of his shoulders to balance yourself, while your other hand was guiding his cock to your entrance. You didn’t need any preparation. The moment you saw Ace at your door, and the countless restless nights for the past months were enough for you to just want to fuck him without any type of foreplay. You slowly took him in, adjusting yourself to his size.

It’s been months since you had sex with someone, so it did sting a bit. 

“So… tight,” he managed to say.

“Shut… up.” You started to move your waist, not enough movement for him to get proper relief, but enough for you to get used to his size again.

Ace was able to see that you didn’t open your eyes. Maybe because you were trying to concentrate. But he knew better, and he knew it was because you didn’t actually want to look at him. His chest hurt. When you were together, you used to love looking at him. Something about the way he would look at you, with such neediness and love, was something that would always help you cum faster. So this was new. But he also knew he fucked up pretty bad, and this was the only way to have you this close.

“More,” Ace didn’t even ask you to stop when he grabbed your ass, stopping you from moving back and forth, and started to move his hips up and down. Due to the sudden change of movement, your upper body crashed against his chest. And you hissed.

“Ace,” you wanted to shout at him, be mad at him, but instead of sounding angry, his name came out as a moan. He was abusing your hole, going as fast as he could, hitting that spot that would make you forget everything except for the man that was making you feel such an intense pleasure.

“That’s right, baby, I’m the only one that can make you feel this way.” You clenched at his words, defeated. “Even if you wanted to take control tonight, you know this is the only way for you to come around my cock.” You wanted to punch him in the face so bad.

“Fuck you.” You felt tears starting to roll down your face. You didn’t know if it was because of the overwhelming sensation or because you were having sex with the person who cheated on you, but you didn’t care. It made the pleasure a hundred times better.

Ace felt his chest getting wetter, but he knew better than to ask if you were ok. 

“God, sweetheart, I missed you so much.” Ace stopped for a moment to grab your chin up and kiss you properly. You could feel his neediness and his regret.

“Move, please.” Ace chuckled and continued to move. You started to leave small wet kisses on his neck and collarbones.

“Keep doing that…” You hid your smile and started to suck his neck, wanting to mark him up. Ace could feel your pussy clench harder, meaning that you were close. With one arm, he grabbed you by the waist, and with his other hand, he started to play with your clit, wanting you to come before he did.

“Fuck fuck fuck” you whispered in Ace’s ear.

“That’s right, cum baby, please. Let me feel you.” 

You hated the way you gave into him so easily. You hated the fact that, finally, after months and months of being sexually frustrated, you were finally going to be able to cum thanks to him.

You weren’t ready for the feeling. A rush of electricity traveled from your core to the rest of your body. Your whole body went limp as your sight became blurry. You couldn’t think properly. It was as if your brain had become a puddle of incoherent thoughts. You let out a loud whine as Ace continued to fuck you, trying to reach his own climax. 

“Where do you want it?” You didn’t need more explanation. You knew he was referring to his load.

“Inside me, A-ace.” You whimpered, trying your best to not push him away from you. The overstimulation was not something you were used to.

It was all Ace needed to come undone. He always loved it when you were so vocal about your needs and wants. As you felt the warm shot of cum paint the inside of your walls, you finally relaxed completely against his body. 

You hated to admit it, but you missed this. You miss him.

You didn’t want to be the first one to break the silence that filled your living room, too scared of speaking and him being able to tell you were about to cry.

“I’m sorry. I know I fucked up, really bad,” he was slowly moving his fingers through your hair, smoothing it out. 

“Don’t. Pease,” you could barely say, voice breaking in the process.

“Just give me one more chance. Let me win your heart and trust back.” 

“Don’t you think you are 6 months late, Ace?” You were right. He didn’t call, text, or try to find you.

“I know. But please, just let me try to win you back. I haven’t been able to properly rest, and I haven’t been able to function at all. I can’t live without you.” And you knew he was telling the truth. As you stared deeply into his eyes, you sighed.

“I don’t know Ace. I just kept picturing her lips on you.” A small tear rolled down your cheek, but Ace quickly moved his hand to clean it up.

“Let me make it up to you. I will do anything to fix this mess I made.”

“You know, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.” You admit. Ace cupped your face with both of his hands, wanting to look into your eyes.

“I messed up, but if you agree and if you let me, I will show you that you are the only person I ever want to be with for the rest of my life.” You weren’t so sure if you wanted to forgive him that easily, but you knew something, and it was the fact that even if it was hard to see him, you needed his company more than anything.

You could only nod, wanting to give it a try one more time.

“I promise you won’t regret it, baby.” Ace embraced you in a tight hug, and for the first time in months, you could finally rest peacefully.

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