A fic where smoke realizes annie is pregnant before she does ??
(Wouldn’t be mad if you included the conception either 🤭🤭)
after i post part three of three's a crowd today, this is my next request to tackle!!! it'll probably be straight fluff tho because i been doing a lotttt of smut~~ TO BE LOVED
annie be ready to turn that man outtt. she starts arguments just so he can come at her real rough because she likes when he puts her through the mattress and meets her where she is; it’s a games for her that she knows he’ll always play. but she also talks at him real smooth so she can break him down and get everything she wants out of him. she never knows if she wants be submissive or dominant, and i like that about her.
now elijahh. he also switches between dominant and submissive, but it’s different for him. he’s dom when annie needs her attitude corrected, but he’s submissive just because he knows she likes that. he slips real easy for her cause he’d do just about anything to keep her satisfied. he’d let her wear him out by going round after round. but he’d never complain.
idkkk it’s hard cause they’re like a collective of two extremely freaky people lmaooo. and i don’t think one out freaks the other. but for the sake of answering the questionnn, maybe annie. what y’all think?
sidnote: i’ve written them being dominant at the same time and fighting for control. i gottaaaa write them as both being submissive…….
Ssoo did they consummate the marriage?! Were they virgins? How old are they! So many questions lol
ok!!
yes they did consummate the marriage annie’s first night in smoke’s home!
they’re both 23
smoke’s definitely not a virgin. and i think since annie’s parents are very hard on her to be perfect, she comes off as a goody goody but she’s done sexual things before
i responded in a comment about this, but annie’s father does win his election, and from there the two of them are just trying to maneuver around the expectations of their parents. they want to be their own people and experience life on their own terms. so smoke starts an repair and modification business in the automotive industry. annie wants to do something smaller, more local and meaningful for the everyday person (she has a lot of guilt surrounding the privilege she had growing up, but she’s working on it). so she spends her time volunteering and supporting her community where she can—very much goody goody lol.
despite their parents (and stack) being on them about having children, they don’t really consider it until they’re 26. smoke kept his word and they bought a home perfect for both of them and the family they wanted.
they had their first baby at age 28, and then annie was poppin em out every couple of years after that lmaoo.
they have five babies~~~
if you haven’t read, here’s the ficc: NULL AND VOID
Smoke and Annie are the type of couple to have mirrors on their ceiling 😭
babyyyy they be fuckinnnn okay!! i think annie would have an issue with a mirror pointed toward the bed while sleeping cause that’s a no no BUT i can definitely see it. they’d love them some mirror sex!
you people already know this but omgggg I just loveee you whole story line of they call me sugar and I just wanted to know like do you have any other previews or like anything for them bc Tt is starvingggg and this story is lowkey feeding my obsession sooo well and I’ve kinda already reread it like 4 times but yeaa anywhooo happy Easter and yeaa
-a hugeeeee supporter
hi!!! thank you so muchhhh. i don’t have anything worthwhile as of rn, but in my posting schedule, i have a annie x reader x smoke one shot to upload then chapter five of they call me sugar (which i’m really excited to share!!!)
here’s a preview of my next one shot tho! it’s inspired by Jill Scott’s Gettin’ in the Way, and it will be domme!annie x sub!smoke x domme!reader. i hope it will satisfy the craving in the meantime lol. >> read part one here!
Laying on your back in bed now, your gaze bore through the ceiling. Forehead scrunching and eye twitching in the dark, your mind ran wild.
I know her from somewhere, you thought to yourself, but it never fully landed no matter how long you envisioned her face and those big, brown eyes. Could be ‘cause of Messy’s, you pondered. Or Ada’s salon. Or from the train station.
It’s not like you had a large wealth of knowledge when it came to Clarksdale or the people who lived there. You’d moved into town a few months back, snagged a job from the local grocer, went to work in the day and the occasional juke at night. But you hadn’t met many people aside from the twins.
The pair crossed your mind—hot as always.
Smoke and Stack were the first two people around your age who actually attempted to make your acquaintance in the small town. You were terribly new with nothing but working on the horizon, but when they walked into Maybelle’s one random Thursday morning, their attention locked hot on you. Stack was the most forward, talking your head off about how pretty your skin was and how feisty your personality was and how your eyebrow raising to question his motives had his heart thumping in his chest. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, the man was charming. But it was the other twin that brought you true intrigue.
Smoke was different from any man you’d met before. His solidity frightened you. His silence brought interest to the front of your mind. His eyes held a world of trouble—of secrets and pain—but when you flashed him a smile while his brother talked your ear off, you couldn’t deny the flash you saw behind them. It was a softness, a vulnerability, an offering of something that you wanted to dive into, and it didn’t take long to figure it out. A juke here and there, a kind word when he’d step into Maybelle’s—it all worked to break the air and space between you. A few nights later when he attempted to fold you up inside the backseat of his truck, he released a soft, wet gasp when you took control. And when your hand tightened around his throat and your body managed to over power his submissive one, those eyes flashed in the same exact way.
You didn’t often find a man that solid to the rest of the world but so soft under your dominant hands, so you fed the connection, brushed off the other twin who swore you wanted him, held Smoke close when he came to you in need.
But that still doesn’t help you figure out who that woman was. She was a beauty, and you could tell—even in her flustered state—she was a woman after your own heart: breathing with a dominance you wanted to meet head on. Those brown eyes stayed heavy in your mind, and the view of her beaded necklace infiltrating her dress kept your body awake. You committed yourself to finding out who she was because whether you were familiar with her or not, she was definitely somebody you really wanted to get to know.
maybe you can do something with experienced annie x virgin smoke? you don't have to if you're uncomfortable! *runs away
working on this now! it’ll be titled Mornin’ Dewww. i accidentally posted the header yesterday smfhhh. but yes this is definitely needed so thank you anon!!!!!