Summary: What could make being a bridesmaid on Valentines Day better?
This is part of the 2025 Valentines Day Choose Your Own. As always 18+
You hadn’t wanted to attend your cousins wedding let alone be a bridesmaid. All it was a reminder of betrayal. Your parents had pressed the issue saying to forgive and shit. So you sat watching as your cousin married your ex on Valentines Day. Finally able to be out in the open after sneaking around during your relationship to him. You had planned to only stay long enough to make it seem reasonable to leave. That was until your eyes had caught sight of what had to be one of the hottest men you had ever seen. Several drinks and gazes later you found yourself in your current position.
“Get on your hands and knees,” ordered Creeper as he yanked his pants down to his ankles. Quickly Creeper flipped your dress up before slamming deep into you.
“Fuck” you cried out as he pummeled your insides quickly. Fingertips gripping into your hips before delving blows to your ass that had it stinging.
“Like that?” growled Creeper before he grabbed a handful of hair and pulled your head back making your arch more. This position allowed him to hit spots deeper within you. You could only moan as he sank in and out of you.
"This pretty pussy is mine" he growled before pulling out and ramming into you again relishing in the feel of your gripping him tightly as he pounded into you over and over. All you could do was lay there and take it.
"Gawd damn" murmured Creeper as he slowly pulled out watching his cock slowly come out as your walls gripped him tightly before he pushed back in. Creeper set a relentless pace as he slammed himself into you over and over, pummeling your soft walls with his hard cock. You were loss in an endless ocean of pleasure that had you gripping his arms for life. "This is mine" growled Creeper before slamming into you one last time, delivering a sharp slap to ass that had you howling like a banshee and filling you with his release.
"Welcome to the family Sis" chuckled Creeper as he pulled from you, eyes locked onto your core as he dripped out of you.
Summary: Creeper and you had been together for years. While never married he knew you were the one he wanted by his side forever, the worry of rejection kept him from proposing. That is until a visit to your hometown had your father making a request he couldn't deny.
TW:Angst, mention/talk/implication of death
Creeper walked in step with your father as the two of them made their way onto the path that led into the woods behind his house. He wasn’t sure what it was exactly but he knew this wasn’t going to be just a chat. He couldn’t put his finger on what exactly it was that had tipped him off but he could feel your father had something on his mind. The two men walked in silence for several minutes before your father stopped and sighed heavily.
Creeper stood silently, hands in the pockets of his hoodie as he waited for your father to speak. “Neron, I need you to do somethings for me son. They are going to be the hardest things you will ever have to do and I apologize about what it is”
Creepers heart dropped at the words. He knew what was about to be asked. Your father had finally came to his senses. What retired police chief would want their daughter with a criminal? Granted the two of you had been together for years and your father had seemed fine with it and welcomed him in. He knew things changed. The next sentence ripped Creeper from his spiral.
“The cancer is back Neron, I only have four months at best” stated your father as he looked at Neron. “While I know you love my daughter with all your heart and soul. I need to leave this world knowing she will be taken care of until she too leaves.” He stated before descending into a coughing fit that had him kneeling over. Creeper watched as your father regained his breath dabbing at the bloody froth that had formed at the corners of his mouth.
“I need you to commit to my little girl son. I know you guys are committed but an old timer like me needs to see a ring and all that. Her momma would will not be pleased when I walk through those heavenly gates if I don’t do this. I don’t need my first day in heaven to be a damn argument” laughed your father as if he hadn’t just been coughing up blood a moment before. “Next is I need you to not tell my little girl about the cancer. I don’t want her worrying and rushing to try and get stuff in. You know how she is, her only thoughts will be on taking care of me and I want her focused on her happiness.” Your father shook his head as Creeper went to interrupt.
“No son. It’s for the best. I don’t plan on letting cancer escort me out. I plan on seeing myself to the maker on my own” he stated as he patted his him where he kept his pistol. “I apologize for springing this on you and asking you to lie and deceive her. I don’t take this type of thing lightly and under normal circumstances I would never ask a man to do this to the woman he loves.
“This is for you. Her mother always wanted her baby girl to have it” your father stated as he held out a small box to Creeper.
Creeper took the box and opened it revealing a stunning ring. Swallowing hard he closed the lid and tucked it into his hoodie pocket. “I’ll do it. I love your daughter more than life itself, I have no problem committing to her in this way. That being said I must encourage you to reconsider not telling her” he stated as your father nodded before turning away.
“Let’s get back to the house. She will have that pie done now” your father stated before making his way back down the path they came down from. Creeper sighed as he followed behind him.
“Hey guys! Pies done. Wash up and come get a slice” you called from the kitchen as you heard the back door open.
“Smells good love” called Creeper as he made his way into the kitchen to wash his heads. Giving you a kiss first as your father coughed from the hallway.
“Daddy you okay?” you called with a frown as you started to move to the hall.
“Be right there love. Just the asthma acting up from the cold” he called voice strained.
“You need to call Dr. Bob and get an appointment. Just to check it out. Your voice sounds rough too and you have lost some weight since we saw you a couple months ago” you stated as you rounded the corner of the doorway.
“Just like your momma always worrying about the old man” your dad chuckled as he turned away from you.
“Somebody has too. Lord knows you won’t take care of yourself” you laughed before moving back to the kitchen where Creeper was on his phone speaking in a hushed whisper.
“Just Angel asking where the food for the cats was” stated Creeper quickly as he saw you raise a brow at him. You had specially said no club business on family trips.
“Uh huh” you stated as you worked on getting plates out as your dad finally made his way into the kitchen.
“Does my dad seem off to you” you inquired quietly as you and Creeper walked through a field of pumpkins. The wind a cool breeze that ruffled your hair slightly.
Creeper glanced back at where your dad was sitting on hay bale. The day had barely begun and he already seemed worn out. His coughing fits the last few days getting worse, sounding wetter and wetter. “Think he’s just getting a cold love” he replied as he looked back to you hoping you wouldn’t see the lie in his eyes. Lying was one of your deal breakers. He had promised he would never lie to you and here he was breaking that because your dad was wanting him too.
Playing with the ring box in his pocket he wondered if this was a good call. The two of you had never really talked about marriage or weddings. Both of you just content with the love and life you shared. What if you wanted your dad to walk you down the aisle? A father daughter dance that he wouldn’t be here for either? You already were without a mother to help get you ready on such a special day. All these thoughts had plagued him since your dad took him for that damn walk in the words.
“Neron” you called again with a frown as he continued to walk down the aisle. Leaving you knelt next to a pumpkin.
“Sorry” he mumbled as he quickly walked back to you. “My mind” he started but just shook his head and gave you a smile. “You want that one?” he inquired as if he hadn’t just been acting like a wierdo.
“Are you okay?” you inquired as you nodded standing up as he bent down to pick it up.
“Yeah just nervous cause I have something to ask” he rushed as he pulled the box from his hoodie pocket. Watching your eyes widen as he opened the box, taking a deep breath. “Will you marry me and make me the happiest man ever?”
Your eyes swam with tears as you nodded and offered your left hand for him to slip the ring on.
“I got the photos Neron” called your father as he jogged up too you guys a huge grin on his face. “Now give me a hug babygirl” stated your dad as he opened his arms wide too you. “Your momma would have been so happy. You are going to be a beautiful bride” he murmured as he choked back a sob.
“Don’t cry now daddy” you laughed as you patted his back. “Plenty of time for that at the wedding. I know exactly which song we should do our father daughter dance too” you continued happily. Oblivious to the look Creeper and your father were sharing and the torment you were bestowing upon both men.
“So what do I do? She is hell bent on having the wedding back home on the property next fall. Her dad is hell bent on keeping her in the dark. I feel stuck in the middle here” stated Creeper defeated as he rubbed his face.
The last month and a half had been rough since you both had returned home from visiting your father. What should have been a fun celebration of your engagement followed by wedding planning had caused more than one argument between the two of you.
“Well, I think you are either going to have to tell her. Or make her father tell her” stated Bishop as he smoked his cigar. “I can understand her father not wanting to worry her but hes her only family family left. So of course she wants him in the wedding. I hate to say it but in my opinion forcing your hand on proposing was selfish. He could have gone out to the woods and left without having to involve you.” He continued as Creeper nodded.
The thought of your father being selfish and an asshole had passed through his mind more than once over the last few weeks. But a dying mans wishes should be honored he had countered.
“Could we shut the scrapyard and clubhouse down this weekend for a possible wedding?” inquired Creeper as it hit him how he could fix this and save both him and your father from your wrath. Once Bishop nodded Creeper was on his phone and out the door. He had a lot to do if this was too work.
“I have to say Neron” started your father as he stood looking around the clubhouse that the guys had worked on decorating and tidying up. Filling it with your favorite flowers and making it look like an autumn wonderland for your surprise wedding. “When you first called and told me that I wasn’t allowed to leave that you and I were going to go out on bad terms. But I understand now. What I did wasn’t fair and I Appreciate you being a better man and letting me fix my mistake.”
“No worries sir” stated Creeper as he handed him a tux and handed your mothers wedding dress to Bishops wife. “Did you get your will and all that completed?” he inquired as the two men moved to the changing area.
“I did. Thank you for making sure I could go out on my own terms and still make sure she got everything. I hadn’t thought of the insurer denying stuff due to it being….ya know.” Stated your father as he bent over coughing.
“Well a wise man once told me we all leave, I just figured that also meant making sure our loved ones were good” stated Creeper as he helped your dad change.
“You’re a good man Neron. Never thought I’d say it but glad my daughter came out here and found an outlaw like you” chuckled your dad making Neron laugh as well.
“Well sir I hope you brought your cuffs and a stun gun. May need it for her is she loses that temper about a surprise wedding” joked Creeper.
“Well son. If she turns the cake knife on ya. Remember we all leave sometime” stated your father.
Seven Months Later
“What do you think about moving to my hometown?” you inquired as you padded into the kitchen.
“I’d say we all leave sometime” stated Creeper as he kissed your cheek before kneeling to kiss your baby bump.
Hey! How do you feel about "can't sleep tonight, wide awake and so confused, everything's in line, but I'm bruised" for Neron? I'm honestly just curious to see what you'd do with that prompt, so feel free to pick someone else if you like it
Neron can’t sleep. He lies, twisted up in his sheets as he stares up at the ceiling wondering how his life has completely imploded. His palm comes to rest in the space where you belong, he feels your absence acutely. It’s been three days since you’ve ended things with him because of Mateo and it’s broken something deep down inside Neron.
His lover or his family, he never dreamed he’d have to choose.
He understands it of course, your sobriety is paramount.
You can’t risk seven years being flushed down the drain because his brother is drinking again. He rolls onto his side and stares at the pillow where you lay. He misses you; it feels like there’s an ache in his chest. He hears Mateo moving around in the other room and he closes his eyes.
I feel bad for Creeper but I also don't because he did the same as EZ... I wish we could have seen more of a head bashing but Oh the baby
I honestly wouldn't compare creeper and Ez. Creep didn't know he was even feeding the feds information, and when he did find out, he did everything in his power to make it right. Ez, in my opinion, is only fueled by power and greed. He's not seeing the implications of his actions and he still chooses to go forward no matter the consequences. He's bringing the club to their demise.
