rubs hands together evilly... i have concocted a Devious Request... not really, just returning to the classics! How would you feel about writing the gooselings with a social anxiety/shy reader (and I mean SHY shy, hiding behind people type shy). Hope you have a nice day!
this took me a second to conjure up... very sorry about that
being the gooselings' shy partner...
featuring: driver, holland, lars, ryland, henry
Driver
☆ this man is a big big fan of shy people. there's no pressure for him to speak around you and he gets to be protective of his partner whenever you're both in public. you both are winning in this relationship.
☆ when you two are out of the house, he'll hold your hand to lead you through crowds so that you don't get lost. if someone tries to have any sort of conversation, he'll stand in front of you and let you hold onto his arm while practically burrowing into his back.
if you get uncomfortable in any situation, ever, then he's getting you out of there and driving you to wherever you so desire.
☆ there's been a couple of times when you've needed to see him at work for whatever reason, and shannon absolutely adores you. the first time shannon meets you, he tries to sweet-talk you and immediately sees that driver cares an awful lot about you when he gets incredibly protective.
shannon knows now that to avoid making you uncomfortable, or driver pissed, he should let you start any conversation.
Holland
☆ holland absolutely does not understand the concept of being shy. he is talking constantly, and to literally anybody that will listen. it's a small miracle that the two of you ended up together in the end.
☆ he talks for the both of you. if you guys are out in public and somebody asks you a question, holland will answer for you without a second thought.
after a while, he starts to speak for you even if you have something to say. once you get comfortable around holly and healy, sometimes you want to speak for yourself and holland will talk over you without even realizing.
he's been told to shut up multiple times by holly so that you can speak, if you want to.
☆ despite all of his natural confidence, if you will, he learns how to chill out a little. he's never really been around anybody as quiet as you before, and it's definitely a learning curve as to how to be with someone that isn't as talkative as him. it's a constant battle between simply being himself and not accidently overwhelming you.
Lars
☆ two peas in a pod. lars is plenty shy on his own, so he understands your affliction.
☆ almost all of the time you guys spend together is at home. lars will find cute little activities to do for dates so that you guys aren't just having the same date with dinner and a movie every time.
or maybe you guys go on walks. he really likes taking you out to have picnics at the lakefront, or when the water is frozen you'll both (carefully) skate across the ice. you're one of the only people that he's brought to his treehouse, and he very much enjoys seeing somebody he loves in a place that brings him comfort.
☆ when you guys do go out of the house, mostly to go to the church together every sunday morning, lars so bravely takes on the brunt of the conversation that people initiate. he gives very short, awkward responses, and you guys are escaping to go home soon enough.
the friendlier folks in the town learned quickly that you and lars are an incredibly quite couple, and now they keep the talking to a minimum if they think it's a bad time. it's something you both have noticed and appreciate greatly.
Ryland
☆ ryland is actually very fond of you being shy. he thinks that quietness is a very appealing trait, and he likes just being able to sit with you without feeling the need to say much.
☆ since he's started dating you, he's gotten better with his shy students. he's heard all of your stories about what it is was like when you were in school, and he lets that reflect on how he acts around the students in his class.
☆ he used to be a wild person, going to parties and doing drug before he became dr. ryland grace. he's kicked that sort of behavior now, of course, but there are still remnants of it that remains within him.
every once in a while, his brother colt will invite him out, and if you're comfortable with it, ryland brings you along as well. he's perfectly content with just being out with you, and if you prefer sitting in the corner of the bar the whole time, then he'll happily join you.
you don't even have to say a word at all, though colt has admitted to ryland that he enjoys when you will open up to him for conversation.
you'll get home from the outing and ryland will tell you how happy it makes him to see the two people he cares for the most in the same room, and how thankful he is that you came even if it's not particularly your thing.
Henry
☆ henry isn't shy himself, but he is very anti-social. he understands the feeling of being in public and wanting to have no one even look in your direction.
☆ he doesn't get out much on his own, besides going to classes and his therapist, so he's fine with just sitting at home with you if that's what you want.
when you guys do venture out of the house, however, he likes to take you to the bookstore. he has a particular corner that the owner has basically sectioned off for him, and you guys can sit back there for hours.
if you like reading, then you pick out your own book to read as you sit besides him. if you don't like reading, then he'll read out the words from the book that he has.
☆ as much as henry thinks it's a cliche, he very much enjoys painting and sketching portraits of you. he puts a lot of effort into them, and he loves when he shows them to you and you get flustered at it.
driver x reader who’s a virgin but still a freak. reader who has literally so many things they wanna try and is so horny for him but he knows that things should be a little more simple at first. driver who takes things slowly no matter how much virgin!reader is asking him to just get to it because they’ve been ready for this for SO LONG.
stalker!driver who parks outside your work 10 minuted before you leave your shift to make sure you get out safe
stalker!driver who knows your daily routine
stalker!driver who watches you through your apartment window
stalker!driver who buys you things before even having a conversation with you
stalker!driver who follows behind your car perfectly enough that you dont notice someones following you
stalker!driver who sits in his car outside your apartment block, knuckles white against the wheel, waiting for you to leave because you’re 5 minutes later than usual
stalker!driver who practices what he’d say if you ever noticed him
stalker!driver who has definitely jerked off more than once in his car to the thought of you
stalker!driver who is desperate to hear your voice properly
⋄ tags: driver/fem!reader, use of pussy, spanking, impact play, possessiveness, jealously, dom/sub, cursing, dirty talk, public indecency, hair grabbing, roughness, driver would not do anything reader didn't want, consensual, safe words established, relationship established, pet names, overprotective
⋄ w/c: 2.6k
𝄞 song inspo: agora hills Doja cat, need to know Doja cat, tell your friends The weeknd, recognize by party next door
⋄ a/n: This is a request for one of my faves (@thiccbeef) thank you for requesting, you are the best and I loved writing this for one of my fave pebbles <3 & Thank you to @doctor-ryland-grace & @littlerobinette for looking this over, I appreciate it so much!
;; summary: in which driver has to put you in your place.
↳ Part 4 of my Bad Boys Bring Heaven To You series.
Driver's gloved hands rest on his legs as he idles outside of your job in his Malibu. He hates that you take the night shifts, but apparently the tips are better than day shifts. The compromise is that he must pick you up to ensure you get home safe with him.
You do not own a car and damned if he is going to have you take the bus so late in this crazy ass city. It would be easier for Driver to just take care of you like he desires. He has more than enough money hidden away. You do not need to work, but you are stubborn.
'I want to take care of myself, baby' you insist anytime he brings it up and you always get that adorable defiant pout on your face.
And since you've got him wrapped around your sweet little finger he always gives up easily. So, you bust your ass all night long. Only for Driver to pick you up and keep you awake between the sheets several hours longer.
Tonight, you are supposed to get off at four in the morning, but you are running late. It is unlike you so Driver is already concerned and tapping his foot against the floorboard.
But then you finally walk out of the building and once Driver spots your tired, but smiling face look towards him, he feels the tension in his shoulders relax. Good. You're okay.
You look utterly beautiful as always and seem to glow in Driver's eyes as he rakes a gaze up and down your body. The uniform you wear always looks much too hot on you–to the point he's fucked you in it a few times.
Unfortunately, he also watches one of your new co-workers, Jacob, walk out from behind you. The two of you chat for a moment and seem to be laughing about something. Driver watches Jacob stand way too close to you and brush against your shoulder casually.
Driver's ice blue eyes narrow and his hands move to grip the steering wheel as his jaw tenses. The fuck is this prick doing being so familiar with you? Did he not know you belong to someone?
A part of him wants to get out of the car, walk over, and shove this guy off. But he knows you would hate that and he does not wanna get you into trouble. Nor does Driver want to scare you.
Driver has put a few guys from your job in their place before. It isn't like he goes looking for trouble but sometimes it is unavoidable.
The point is moot anyways as Jacob turns to go back inside and you hurry over to Driver with an excited expression on your face. He already has the door unlocked for you and you slid right in as you do each night.
"Hey babe. Missed you." You say lightly, completely unaware of the frustration brewing in Driver.
"Missed you too." Driver mutters. His mind is still on Jacob and the way he stood too fucking close to you.
Driver waits until you are buckled in before pulling away and starting the journey back to your apartment. Maybe he can calm down on the way back.
Whilst Driver can be a man of few words, you can yap all night long which works since he adores the sound of your voice.
"God, work was so stressful today, but at least I had my favorite co-workers with me. They make getting through a shift so much better, you know?"
"Who was on shift with you?" He asks cooly.
"Oh.. Em, Reed, Misty, Jacob, and a few other people. Time just flew by with them."
He nods, distaste on his tongue at the mention of Jacob.
As if on cue, your phone lights up and you let out a small laugh. "Well, speak of the devil, it's Jacob. He wants me to text him when I get home safe."
Driver barely reacts. Internally, he wants to turn the car around and have a good long talk with this man.
He didn't need to worry about that. Driver took care of that and he didn’t respond well to anyone trying to move in on what belongs to him. You are his territory.
“Anyways," You continue, oblivious, "the customers weren't too bad tonight so that's good. But I just want to get home and snuggle with you.”
When Driver does not respond, you look over at him and finally notice he seems off. You can tell his entire body is on edge by how straight he's sitting.
Driver's mouth is in a tight line and he's holding the steering wheel like it personally offended him.
“What's wrong? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
“No.. you're not. You look displeased despite the fact I mentioned cuddling which you love."
“I'm heated."
“About?”
“Who the hell this Jacob character is because apparently, you're all about him.” Driver knows that it is not true, but the big green monster has a hold of him and he’s talking out his ass. You are loyal to a fault and have made it clear you would like to marry him someday.
You are silent for a moment, genuinely caught off guard by his jealousy.
“Driver, that is not true. He is a friend from work. Nothing more.. I mean as if I would even look at anyone else that way."
“Looks at you like he wants more."
“Does not! You're being ridiculous."
“Huh? Don't you remember the last creep from work? He harassed you until I stepped in and made him regret that real fast.”
You frown at that and let out a sigh.
Of course you remember. The visual of Driver walking into your job and roughly shoving your creep colleague who had been hitting on you and the other girls made you shiver.
He had been so hot and protective that night.
“Well.. I see your point, but Jacob is a normal guy. I don't get those same bad feelings."
"You trust too easily." Driver says, shaking his head. "You don’t see yourself clearly.”
"And you never trust anything."
"That's just good practice."
"Maybe it is."
After a moment you add.
"But, I trust you, always." You ask softly. "I think we've established that."
Driver tries to ignore the way your sweet words warm his cold heart.
"So, you'll tell Jacob to back off?"
"..I'll consider it."
Driver freezes at that, his hands flexing as he keeps his eyes on the road. The decision comes to him in an instant.
Without saying a word, Driver pulls off the main road. You watch curiously as he takes a bunch of streets and back ways you are not familiar with. The getaway man knows this entire city like the back of his hand.
Soon, the two of you are driving along a back way deserted road and he pulls over wordlessly. One glance out the window tells you this is a stretch of road covered by long tall trees and lots of untouched forest.
Driver takes in a deep breath and finally fixes his ice cold gaze on you.
"Get out of the car."
You blink in surprise.
"What? Here? But– we're on the side of the road and it's late as hell!"
“Please, out of the fucking car, sweetheart." His tone doesn't leave any room for agreement.
With that he gets out of the car and slams his door shut with a resounding thud.
In the rear view mirror you can see him striding to the other side of the car, his silver scorpion jacket glinting against the darkness.
You let out a huff as you push the door open to step out and stand. The brisk night air nips at your skin and makes you miss the warmth of the Malibu.
Head turning to the right, you watch Driver stalk towards you wordlessly.
"Driver, what are you thinking?”
He ignores you.
Driver grabs your arm just enough to twist you around and shoves you against the passenger backseat door roughly.
Then he grabs your hips with both hands and forces you to straighten so you are bent over with both hands pressed against the electric blue car.
You are immediately stunned and feel your face warm at this shameless position. As if to scandalize you even further, Driver yanks down the jeans pants you wear, leaving you only in your panties.
“Oh fuck, n-no this is too much, isn’t it?” You gasp out, yet you make no move to pull up your panties nor do you ask Driver to stop.
Driver takes a moment to trail his eyes down your alluring body, his cock twitching at the erotic scene of his lover so vulnerable before him.
This is hardly the first time he’s had you in such a dirty way. Hell, on one of your first dates you leaned over while he was driving and somehow managed to unzip his pants. You had the nerve to pull his cock into your mouth whilst he kept an iron grip on the wheel.
Driver knew you liked some kinky ass shit.
“Color, baby.” Driver rasps suddenly.
“Green.” You answer immediately, the word tumbling from your lips quickly.
The severe lewdness of the situation has you hot and bothered. Embarrassment drizzles on top of those emotions, but mostly you are thrilled. God, what if someone drove by right now? What would they think? The thought causes adrenaline and excitement to rush through your veins.
“Good.” Driver murmurs, grabbing at your sweet little ass and groping as he pleases.
Driver’s tongue darts out to lick his lips and he shudders slightly. He's excited, but he needs to calm down.
This is about teaching you a lesson and there will be plenty of time to screw you from behind later.
"Listen here, you've got a lot of fucking attitude tonight and it sounds like you’re forgetting whose in charge of you. Now, I gotta take time outta my night to remind you, angel.”
"D-Driver, that's not true, but can we talk about this at home?! Someone could come by any second." You stammer, your face hot at the reality of being so bare and exposed to mother nature.
Driver simply shrugs.
"If you don't want anyone seeing you like this then you shouldn't have provoked me."
"Didn't mean to baby, I swear.”
"Not another word until I give you permission,” Driver snaps, voice like ice.
".."
"Now, I don't like the way that fuck looks at you like you don't already belong to me. And I don't like the way you're acting like you're not the prettiest thing up in that place. So, I'm gonna fucking spank this ass till you’ve learned your lesson to my satisfaction. Understand?”
“Yes, Driver.”
“Say you belong to me. Hurry up.”
“I belong to you.”
Driver’s gloved hands come down swiftly and slaps your ass so hard it shakes. The feeling of the smooth leather hitting your supple skin so intensely is dangerously thrilling.
You cry out in pleasure, hands pressing into the car as the sting of his hand causes your pussy to grow wet in response.
Your reaction must please Driver because he places one hand on your butt and caresses. He's so hard now and straining against his boxers.
“That’s right. Good girl. Bet you’re already wet huh? Poor baby.”
You bite your lip and nod shakily in response, your body quivers as you gaze down at the ground. You still don’t have permission to speak, but if you did, you would ask for more.
“Again.”
“I belong to you!”
The second spank feels even better due to the sensitivity of your skin and you let out a high pitched moan. Your lace panties are now soaked and your nipples are stiff against the fabric of your bra.
“Doing so well, pretty girl. I bet Jacob is waiting for you to text him right now, but he doesn't know you're too busy getting wrecked by me, too bad.”
You let out a whine at his mocking and wiggle your ass, wishing you could feel the friction from Driver’s erection. Surely, he has got to be turned on too. Not that you would dare look back for visual confirmation.
That would get you in trouble. It might be worth it though and he did love the brat in you.
Driver smirks at your adorable attempt, already knowing what you want so badly. “Tsk, tsk, sweetheart. I'm not ready to give you this cock. Gonna make you wait.”
You sigh in frustration. Your pussy is wet and you just want him to touch you more. Anywhere else. But you can be patient, Driver will take care of you, he always does.
“Now, tell me that you are pretty.”
“I’m pretty.”
“That’s right. So perfect too and all fucking mine.”
Driver’s hand once again hits your ass so hard it jiggles and nearly causes your knees to buckle. Thankfully, Driver keeps a firm grip on your waist with his other hand and holds you steady.
Your skin is practically burning now, but the sting feels good and once again reminds you how much you need to be touched.
The feeling seems to be mutual because after massaging your ass for a bit, Driver backs up just enough to pull your panties down. Driver exhales sharply at the view of your pussy from behind. God, it looks glorious and absolutely mouth watering. He runs a gloved finger through your slick and looks smug when you immediately rock your body into his touch.
So eager, so needy, and all Driver's.
Maybe Driver would be nice and fuck you against his car. Yeah, he could imagine pressing your sweet body into it while he rails you with his cock.
Yet, it is at that exact moment that the trees are bathed with the headlights of an incoming car not far off. You both freeze. As exciting as this moment is Driver does not really want anyone to actually see you. After all, you do belong only to him. He only choose this stretch of road because it tends to be deserted this time of night.
“Fuck, we gotta go.”
Driver quickly helps you pull up your panties and pants. You straighten immediately and turn to look at him.
His eyes are burning with passion and without thinking, you immediately throw your arms around him. Driver pulls you against him and crashes his lips against yours.
The kiss is brief, but the two of you will more than make up for it home.
Driver pulls away and ushers you back into his car.
Once you are both securely inside, he waits for the incoming car to pass before pulling back onto the road. All he wants to do now is get home and have his way with you.
“That was fucking intense.” You let out after a moment. Your heart still races from how hot you felt.
“It was. Hopefully you stay away from Jacob now.”
“I promise to politely make it clear to Jacob that I have a boyfriend who is a bit wild.”
“And if he still acts too close?”
“I’ll beat him up myself.” You say with a smile.
Driver’s lip twitches and you relax, knowing he’s not in his feelings about it anymore.
“Wait till we get home. You’re gonna drop to your knees for me.”
You hum for a second before a devilish grin crosses your face.
“Why wait? I want you in my mouth now.”
“Huh–ohhhh fuck, sweetheart.” Driver says, gulping as you reach over the console to start unzipping his pants.
“You know I love sucking you off while you drive.”
With that, you get to work doing what you love best as Driver swears and bites down on his bottom lip.
Driver brings one hand to rest on the top of your head while the other stays firmly on the steering wheel.
Driver who, when he's with you, can finally relax. When he's around you, he's no longer a stunt driver, or a getaway driver. The blood on his hands temporarily forgotten when you smile so sweetly at him.
At him.
The sensation buzzes in his chest---he can almost feel his ribs rattle with the sheer volume and force of the affection he feels for you. And when you touch him? He's done. Make it known that you care for him, and you've put him in an early grave.
He has a hard time telling you how he feels. Not because he doesn't feel what he feels, but because it's more effective when he can kiss and touch his way through his feelings---a way he understands, instead of trying to come of with a word strong enough to convey just how much he loves you.
