Request: Reader is PMSing and Digger deals with it
Digger knew something was wrong the moment he walked in the door. You didn’t immediately run to greet him like you normally did, instead you stayed put on the couch, buried under blankets and looking ill. He cocked his head to the side and frowned.
“You alright there little miss?” he asked, moving around to face you. You groaned and glared.
“You’ve been gone awhile...and I’ve been in pain...how could you just abandon me?” you demanded, sniffling. His eyes widened. O no, o come on! Not when he got home! This was supposed to be the time you two got to get down and dirty, but not this time. “Digger?! DIGGER?! Do you even care?!” You looked angry now, sitting up and staring daggers at him.
“Yes I care, you know that!” he said. He folded his arms and watched you for a moment before moving over to you. “Lay down, I will be right back ok?”
You were yelling at him as he left your place again, but he was on a mission. An hour later he came back to find you curled up in a ball on the couch, looking miserable again.
“Where’d you go? Are you leaving me? Is there someone else?” you cried. He sighed, knowing this was just your mood swings talking.
“I didn’t leave ya and I ain’t ever leaving ya, I love ya little miss,” he said, handing you a bag. Inside was Aleve, your favorite chocolate, a heating pad, and a bouquet of flowers with a stuffed unicorn. “Thought you would like this,” he said. You looked from the gifts to him and then smiled a watery smile.
“O Digger! I love you so much!” you said, now crying for happiness. Digger smiled and leaned in, kissing you softly before settling on the couch to help you get comfy and eat some chocolate.
Summary: Based on the prompt ‘no, it can’t be you! I hate you!’
You and Digger had had a tough go so far, being partners for the Squad. You were new and he was crazy and you sometimes could not handle even being in the same room as the guy let alone room with him. In the first few days you were with the Squad, in a new city full of opportunities you had taken to studying the words written on your arm that would point you to your soul mate. ‘It’s me ya know, just in case you were wondering’ it said and you figured this meant you had already spoken to them and they just hadn’t told you yet. Digger had watched you every night, not saying a word, just watching you clean your weapons, glance at your arm, punch a bag, glance at your arm, it was entertaining for a while, then it got annoying. Sheesh you just wouldn’t let him off the hook would ya? Guess it was time to give up the unicorns anyways. You were reading a manual, every so often glancing at your arm when he finally spoke.
“It’s me ya know, just in case you were wondering,” he said, voice annoyed. You froze, eyes wide as you turned to look at him. It couldn’t be. You looked back at your arm, seeing the words gone, and knowing he was right. No, No, NO!
“I can’t believe it! Of all the people- You can’t be. I hate you!” you spat out, tossing the manual. You stood, glaring at him. Digger just rolled his eyes and stood, walking over to you and grabbing your face, hands surprisingly gentle, before kissing you deeply, lips soft and warm and filling you with safety, something you had never really felt before. You couldn’t stand him most of the time, but if he kissed you like this all the time that would change.
Summary: The thought of you stresses Digger out but you always can get him to calm down
Now Digger would be the first to admit that he was a little high strung and out there. He loved that damn unicorn and he loved you, both of those things were crazy to him. How did he have a unicorn and you? It seemed like too good to be true so maybe that was why he was always stressed these days. What if he lost his unicorn? And what if he lost you? Which would be worse? They both would suck and now he had stressed himself out thinking about it in the middle of a job. Ugh. Now what? Well he had the cash time to get home and make sure that you were still there. You and his unicorn. Wonder if he could get you dress like a unicorn? Whatever, time to go.
You knew Digger was a different kind of guy. He was a bit out of his mind and God did he love unicorns. You sometimes wondered if he wanted you to become a unicorn, which would be both weird and awesome, but it didn’t bother you. Digger was crazy but he was good and sweet and kind. So what if he was a bank robber and crazy? He treated you like you were a princess and he adored you. That was enough for you to be dressed in unicorn lingerie and waiting for him when he got back from his job.
Digger came in the apartment and at first had no idea where you were and it sent him into a mini panic for a minute, making him tense up again. Then he saw the light coming from your bedroom so he headed that way and stopped in the doorway. You were on your knees, pink nightie covered in unicorns. He swallowed hard.
“You look stressed baby, come here and let me give you a massage,” you said. All Digger could do was nod and walk over. You pulled his shirt over his head and slid his pants off slowly, fingers gliding over his naked body, feeling the muscles tense and harden under your fingers. You gently moved him to lay on his stomach and straddled his lower back, fingers moving up and down his spine slowly at first. You felt him laugh underneath you and smiled, he was so sweet.
“You always know what I need don’t you?” he said as you started to massage his shoulders, rubbing hard and soft in the right places. The muscles slowly started to relax and you heard him moan softly as you found a good spot near his shoulder. You leaned down, kissing the skin softly.
“Digger, wanna turn over and I’ll get you really relaxed?” you whispered. He looked up at you and moved quick, turning over and moving you to straddle his lap. You could feel his rapidly hardening cock against your folds, making them start dripping. This was another reason you loved him, God that cock felt so good when he teased you, even better when it was buried deep inside you.
“You like that? Want more?” he asked, voice rough with lust. He gripped your hips tight, moving you back and forth over his cock, driving you crazy already. Fuck he felt so good. You nodded, voice coming out in a moan as his tip hit your clit several times. Your hand moved down and grabbed him and lined him up with your entrance. He sank you down and filled you completely. You arched your back and gripped his shoulders. “You look so sexy in that…if only you had a horn…” You laughed a little as your hips ground against his. He held your hips in a bruising grip as he started to bounce you on his cock.
“Digger…” you moaned, spurning him to move you faster. You had no control over yourself anymore and you were free to focus completely on the feeling of Digger inside you, striking your sweet spot over and over. “I’m so close…”
“Lick your fingers,” he demanded, watching you closely. You did as he asked, wanting to do anything to get that sweet release that he gave you and feel him release for you. You loved to make him cum, watching his face and feeling him climax inside you. “Now play with that nub you like so much. I want you to cum first and watch that face you make.” You moved your fingers to your clit, playing with it while he continued to bounce you, hitting that spot again and again. Finally you felt yourself spill over the edge, crying out his name as your face contorted in pleasure. Digger watched you feel your climax, still moving you over him to ride out your orgasm until he called out loudly and released also.
“Fuck Digger…you are amazing,” you said, finally collapsing onto his chest panting.
“Thanks unicorn,” he said softly, making you smile.
