#elliot fluff

[roseloon]

If you still do elliot can u do a dating headcannons!

HEADCANNONS: DATING ELLIOT

he’s a total sweetheart, and when he has his eyes set on someone, they don’t waver no matter what.

elliot would offer to pick you up and drop you off at school 24/7, and you don’t mind, you guys get to jam to music and hold hands as he drives to school.

he’s overprotective to the max. you’re his most prized possession.

“babe, watch your step,” “y/n, hold my hand” “don’t step there baby, cements wet”

he doesn’t let you open your own door, ever.

definitely loves to cuddle. fall days are his favorite because you can come over and drink hot cocoa while you guys watch a movie and cuddle.

he loves giving you kisses. loves kisses your lips, your cheeks, any skin on your face really. he’s a kissing fiend tbh.

most likely doesn’t know how to handle his jealous feelings.

elliot would probably be seething over a guy complimenting your makeup at a party, pout on his face and all as you walk back over to him with a small smile.

“Why were you talking to him?” He’d ask, to which you’d resist the urge to tease him. Elliot is 100% serious and upset.

“He just wanted to compliment my hair Elliot,” You try to tell him, but it falls on deaf ears. Elliot’s already dragging you out of the party and into his car for a little “talk”

The guy is a huuuuge pothead so whether you smoke or not, it’s something you have to deal with.

If you don’t smoke, he’ll practically try to convince you to every day, every second.

If you give in, he’ll blow some into your mouth to test the waters.

if you already smoke, be prepared to have some of the best high sex of your life. literally.

“How do you feel?” He asks, panting as his hips slow a little, allowing you to catch your breath. Your eyes water from the pleasure, and Elliot coos at your vulnerable state. His hands cup your breast, and he leans down to press soft kisses to each of the sensitive nubs. You’d just gotten finished smoking 5 blunts, and god, you were so fucking faded. Every sense you had felt like it had been multiplied by a million, you could feel literally everything. “I feel ..” He presses a kiss to your lips, interrupting you speaking with a sly smile. “Feel so good,” You whimper.

He’s not one for going out to restaurants, or fancy shmancy gifts.

Elliot would much rather buy you something sentimental and as for eating in, the boy could cook his ass off already.

Instead of fancy gifts, he gives you his clothes. Knowing that you’ll love the way his scent is wrapped up in them.

Insists that you sleep in his shirts and clothes whenever you sleep over. And as soon as you do, he immediately gets turned on from seeing how big his clothes are on you.

Overall, he’s an amazing boyfriend, and would cherish the actual hell out of you.

NSFW

“E-Elliot..” You stammer, heart thumping in your chest as your boyfriend’s hand comes down hard on your ass.

SLAP!

“Fuck!” You whimper, burying your head into his neck as he grips your hips, slamming you up and down on his cock.

Elliot groans in your ear as you squeeze around him, begging him to give you what you desperately wanted.

“So .. fucking soft, shit.” He pants out, hips grinding up against at yours. Your eyes practically roll to the back of your head at the change of pace and Elliot smacks your ass again, harder this time.

You yelp, and feel your boyfriend’s hand wrap around your throat gently. Your eyes water again, and you bite you lip as your stomach starts to clench in preparation of a strong orgasm.

“Hurts,” You whimper, looking up at your boyfriend. His brown eyes soften at your words and he gives you a sweet kiss, moaning into your mouth.

“Y’ just so fuckin’ beautiful,” He slurs, gripping your ass as he continues thrusting up into your dripping cunt.

You squeeze him like your life depends on it as he fucks you like a man starved, your arms are squeezing him tightly as he fucks up into you like an animal.

[luvfae]

FAVOUR

summary: elliot shares a secret with you that ends with you giving him head.

fandom: euphoria

parings: elliot x f reader

warnings: smut, oral (male receiving), swearing, drug use

Normally when you hung out with Elliot, Jules and Rue were with you, but today they were running late. It wasn’t awkward without your two girls, but there was a weird feeling in the air. You couldn’t put your finger on what it was.

You and Elliot were sharing a joint, talking aimlessly about nothing in particular. Somehow the conversation landed on the topic of sex.

“I’ve never had mind blowing sex,” you said, taking the joint from his lips and taking a hit. “Nothing that makes me think, ‘oh my God i’ll remember this forever.’ Usually my own fingers give me a better orgasm than most men do,” you shrugged.

“Damn, really?” He said. You nodded. “If it makes you feel any better i’ve never came from head.”

“What?” You said, eyebrows furrowed. “You’re joking, right?”

“Nope,” he replied. You hummed, passing the joint back to him.

“Why?”

“No idea, guess the people who have given me head just weren’t good at it,” Elliot said. “I don’t hold grudges though.”

“I mean, I don’t know what an orgasm from head feels like for a guy, but if it’s anything like what it feels like for me, you’re missing out,” you said.

Elliot looked up at you, blowing smoke in your face. “Why don’t you show me what it’s like?”

You blinked at him, cheeks burning red. “W-what?” You stuttered.

“You seem like you know what you’re doing from some of those stories you just told me,” Elliot said, sitting up in front of you. “So why don’t you show me what i’m missing out on.”

“What if I can’t make you cum?” You replied.

“Then it must be a me problem,” Elliot shrugged. “Look, Y/N. You’re fuckin’ sexy and i’ve wanted to fuck your brains out for weeks now, but from what i’ve learnt you don’t just put out for anyone, so this is a good stepping stone for me to get to that point,” Elliot said.

You froze, eyes going wide, you face was burning at this point. You couldn’t believe he was saying these things to you.

“If you don’t want too it’s fine, I don’t want you too feel pressured or anything,” Elliot said, taking your silence as a bad thing.

“No!” You quickly yelled. “I’ll do it.” You said, slipping off his bed and onto your knees on the floor. Elliot smirked, turning around so his legs were dangling off the bed. You moved in between his legs, reaching for the button on his jeans. “I’ve been too scared to ask you but i’ve wanted this for weeks too,” you said.

You unbuttoned his pants and he stood up, pulling them off and discarding them on the floor. “Stand up,” Elliot said and you stood up, quickly. He held your cheeks with both hands and gave you a passionate kiss, you melted into his touch and felt disappointed when he pulled away. “Okay, now get on your knees and suck my dick,” Elliot said, sitting back down on the bed.

You were quick to drop to your knees, grabbing his semi hard dick and pumping him with your hand a few times until he fully hardened up. You glanced up at him before shoving his entire length into your mouth, the tip of his dick touching the back of your throat. Elliot let out a grunt, his hands moving to the back of your head and you bobbed up and down, determined to make him finish.

Your eyes filled with tears as his hands guided you, his dick slamming against the back of your throat every second. You looked up at him and he stared down at you.

“You look so pretty right now,” Elliot breathed as tears ran down your cheeks, your mascara all messed up, saliva dripping down your chin. You swirled your tongue around him, practically begging to hear a noise from his mouth again and you were pleased when he let out a groan. “You gunna swallow?” He asked.

You nodded, keeping eye contact with him the entire time and he smirked. “I knew you’d be a swallower,” he said. You hollowed out your cheeks, bobbing your head faster and faster, eager for him to finish.

Elliot was pulling on your hair so tight you were sure he was ripping out chunks and before you knew it you felt hot sticky liquid in your mouth. He pulled away from you and you opened your mouth, showing him that you had swallowed.

“Damn,” he smiled.

“Made you cum!” You teased, standing up, getting ready to fix yourself up before Rue and Jules arrived. Elliot had other plans, he grabbed your waist, throwing you onto the bed.

“Let me return the favour,” he said, dragging your pants down your legs.

© luvfae 2022

[billiebossnova]

Elliot x reader

Him being absolutely crazy behind reader and being just attached to her

Going everywhere she goes and never leaving her side

this energy

I hope you like it!

Word count: 134

“Moving closer,” Elliot said laying on top of you. 

“You cannot be serious, Elliot you are literally on top of me.” you stoke looking down on him. 

“Yea but I wanna be in your skin.” you snorted loudly.  

his lips curl back into a hazy grin, reaching up to plant a kiss on your lips.  

You get up  and head to the kitchen craving a sandwich. As you reach for the plate on the top shelve you feel warm hands around your waist and soft pecks on your cheek. 

“You just won’t let go huh?” 

“Never” he turned you around, earning a yeep from your mouth, and kissed you on your forehead. 

“I love you” 

“I love you more.” 

“even if I was a snail?” you asked causing a confused look on his face. 

[fluorescentadolescent1]

ANGEL GIRL.

ELLIOT X SHY! READER

a/n: sorry if it was a bit short, I hope you like it! requests are still open so feel welcome to send them!

request: Elliot x shy reader would be so good😭

MASTERLIST.

Elliot sometimes appreciates how calm and collected you are, so shy that you usually couldn't even speak in public due to the feeling of embarrassment.all his life he experienced strong emotions, so noisy that they did not even let him sleep.

and suddenly he met you, an angel fallen from heaven, who helped him in his worst moments and made him feel euphoric without the need for drugs. He knows that he probably shouldn't allow himself to fall in love with you or let you into his chaotic life for your own good, but he preferred to have you over look at you from afar, maybe it's a little selfish of him but he couldn't help it.

And you felt the same, your whole life was based on the stereotype of a softie,reserved and most of the time quiet. and meeting elliot unleashed a side of you that you didn't know, with other people you were still shy as it was inevitable but with elliot you could talk without worrying about sounding stupid.

You knew Elliot had a drug problem, but you couldn't change something that was almost his daily routine, no matter how hard you tried.

Your friends were worried about you, as they knew you never used any drugs or tasted alcohol to the point of forgetting your name.

"we don't want to tell you what to do y/n, you're a smart girl and you know what's best for you, but don't let elliot influence you into something you don't want. " that's something they always repeated, sometimes more abruptly and sometimes more gently but you didn't care.

But Elliot never got high in front of you with anything other than weed. And it made you feel calm, at times like now, both lying on his bed while talking about everyone and everything.

" Wait, repeat the last thing, cassie is maddy's best friend but she's fucking her ex who was abusive to her? " you felt your cheeks burn from elliot's abrupt way of talking about sex.

" yes, cassie had a break down and told me everything in the bathroom"  you said as you played with elliot's fingers, who was quiet for a while.

" You know you're really pretty, right? " Elliot said kissing your cheek, you looked away to the ceiling and closed your eyes.

" why would you say something like that" feeling your cheeks burn, you covered your face with both hands, you could swear elliot heard the way your heart was pounding .

you felt elliot's hands grab your wrists and pull them away from your face, leaving a kiss on each of your knuckles trying to make you look him in the eye.

"because it's true, you are the most beautiful girl my eyes have ever seen" you opened your eyes colliding with the intense gaze of elliot who smiled at the eye contact "There she is"

" shut up elliot, you know that's not true." you said when he released your wrists and caressed one of your cheeks with his thumb, you brought your face closer to his palm.

" Why would I lie about something like that? I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, you are an angel destined to come to earth to take care of this poor boy who fell in love with you." now that got your attention.

elliot had always said sweet things to you but he never mentioned that he was in love with you, although it was not necessary since his actions were clear but it was still so warm to hear him say it .

" you are in love with me?" you felt how your eyes began to fill with tears, maybe it's pathetic of you but you never believed that someone could notice you that way.

"of course i am, how could someone not fall in love with you angel" Elliot said getting closer to you, with one last look he sealed his lips with a sweet kiss that confirmed his words, making the need to breath disappear and your heart beat faster and faster. In your mind there was only the need to love him.

" I don't know if I'll be an angel, but I'm glad I met you elliot."

[sublimecatgalaxy]

can you do one where elliot and the reader are fucking but the reader has a boyfriend. shes really in love with elliot but shes like popular and doesnt want to lose her reputation by being with him but she feels really guilty because elliot is in lobe with her too. holy fuck thats alot sorry

Love love love love this concept. LOVE. Love it, like I could write multiple parts on this (let me know), whoever this is, CHEFS FUCKING KISS BABY.

I went with more like popular in an academic/sports sense instead of like 'prissy/preppy' popular. Just so this has a little bit more depth and more I can write about since I was so so so interested in this idea.

Not proofread.

He doesn't realize how handsome he is.

His eyes are trained on the screen in front of him, moving back and forth between his guitar, his small keyboard and his laptop, coming up with some new music that he'd put out. His eyes are soft, a bit glazed over from his post-orgasm bliss, his freckled shoulders hunched over as he sighs, dragging his fingers along the side of his jaws. He looks amazing in the dim light of his bedroom, his cheeks still a bit flushed from our activities and his breathing had finally mellowed out into deep breaths.

He's so handsome...

He must've sensed me gazing at him, his head tilting to peek at me over his shoulder as I pull the covers up to my chin, covering my bare chest as he grins. He looks so soft and gentle, boyish almost as he leans back into the pillows behind him, resting his head on the palm of his hand.

"Hi." He whispers, reaching over to cup my cheek, a happy grin on my lips as my eyes flutter nervously away from him. "Oh, are you bashful now?" He chuckles, scooting closer to me as he leans down, his nose brushing against mine as I steal a quick, guilt filled kiss. My phone buzzes behind me, a groan leaving Elliot at the sound of the horrible sound, his least favorite. We both know who's texting me, who's in need of my love and affection. "I'm assuming that's the douchebag looking for you?" He huffs, flopping back down onto the bed as I frown, reaching over to grab my phone, flicking it on.

Elliot's Favorite: Where you at baby?

I sigh, throwing my phone to the side as I sit up, holding the blanket to my chest as Elliot follows. "He looking for you?" He asks carefully, disappointment lacing his voice. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't upset too, needing more time and more of Elliot.

It had been our ongoing issue, deciding what to do with our future, with our interesting relationship. My boyfriend was our class president and a big influence on our football team, already getting offers from colleges and universities from all over. It was important that as our class treasurer, along with the debate team and volleyball captain that I kept up my reputation.

A reputation that Elliot has not and will not fit into.

Elliot's a stoner, a bit of a social reject if you ask people at school. He doesn't care about social status, really only going to school to learn and get good enough grades. He wants a career in music and nothing involving college. But he has just been so supportive over everything that I want in life, everything I want to do and go in my life. And he made it more than clear that he wanted to follow me wherever my life led me.

The decision to break up with my boyfriend is overwhelming and heartbreaking to think about since we've been friends since we were children. It would not only be a blow to our high school politics but our families who love us together.

But to think about not being with Elliot is suffocating.

"Yeah, I think he probably misses me. I've been ignoring him since I got her last night." I whisper, toying with the corner of the blanket as Elliot huffs.

"Sucks to be him." I look back at him teasingly, my brows raised as he cracks a bit of a smile, his bashful gaze flickering away from him. "Do you really have to go?" He asks suddenly, my words stuck on the tip of my tongue, knowing that he wouldn't like the answer. "I'm taking your silence as a yes." Slipping out from under covers, I grab my dress from the ground, slipping it over my head. Elliot whines as he crawls his way over to my side of the bed, his fingers wrapping around my wrist. "Don't go." He whispers, rising to his knees simply, taking my hands in his. His eyes are silently pleading, flickering back and forth between mine as I frown, hating how upset he looks. My hands leave his, cupping his cheeks as I step towards him, his chest pressed against mine. My thumbs brush over his cheeks soothingly, his forehead resting against mine as I listen to him huff.

"I'm sorry-"

"Please don't go." He begs, shaking his head as I pout, my heart aching painfully as I ponder for a moment, wondering if I can come up with another excuse to ditch out on the man who's currently blowing up my phone. "If you need me to say it, I'll say it. If that's what it'll take for you to stay, I'll say it." He pleads, his eyes shining with tears as tears fill my eyes, knowing about his hesitance with saying those three words. We both knew we felt that way for each other but neither of us have actually had the balls to say it out loud, especially with Elliot being the whole 'other man'.

"Elliot don't-"

"I love you." He whispers, his eyes dark and swimming with hesitancy and tears. My jaw slacks, my heart picking up as my head spins, moving to sit on the bed next to him. "I love you and I'm in love with you. Please leave him and just stay." He pleads, wrapping his arms around me as tears spill from my eyes, my heart so heavy and my head swimming with questions and concerns.

"Elliot you know it's not that simple-"

"It's that simple-"

"Let me get a word in, please." I mumble, running my fingers through my hair. I know that I need to end it, knowing that I want to be with Elliot, loving him and how he makes me feel. But to dump someone... it's not an easy decision, especially when I've never done it before. "I know that I need to break up with him Elliot. I get that, I get your side, I get this is painful for you." I turn to him, his head bobbing in an anxious nod as he bites at his lip. "I do love you. I am in love with you, alright?" I lean forward, pressing a kiss to his forehead, a small laugh leaving his lips. "I'll go over right now and talk to him. I'll call when I need a ride, alright-"

"You think I'm just gonna let you go break up with him on your own without back up- have you met your asshole of a boyfriend? He beat the shit out of Fezco a few years ago. Fezco, doll." I nod, realizing this might not be the safest situation for me to be in alone.

"Alright, I'll call Maddy in the morning and see if she'll go over with me." I mutter, toying with Elliot's fingers in my lap as he lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank you for your concern. I probably wouldn't have thought about that." I let out an embarrassed laugh, realizing that I'd be lost without him. Our eyes meet, his eyes soft as they flicker over my expression.

"Does that mean I get to keep you for another night?" His head tilts playfully, a snort leaving me as I nod, letting him tug me back down onto the bed once more.

[multifandomwhore-003]

Can you do that?

Requested by: 🎶 anon

Pairing: Elliot x female! reader

Summary: Smut with a shitty plot.

Genre(s): Fluff, smut.

Warnings: POSSIBLE SEASON TWO SPOILERS, mentions of sex, fingering, sub! reader.

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Your smile faded into a gentle gasp as you felt his callused hands burn their way inside your skirt, he chuckled, his hot breath crashing with yours.

"We have to hurry," you mumbled, your hands clenching the edge of the desk in anticipation.

"It's okay," he bumped his nose with yours.

"Elliot, I have class in less than ten minutes," you frowned.

"Shh," he pushed the laced clothing to the crook of your knees to then start to play with your clit.

You knew better than to pressure your boyfriend to hurry, you knew that even the slightest, most careful touch could quickly make an almost hurtful hotness through every inch of your skin, sometimes you felt so warm you were sure you were burning to touch, your system's temperature would get so high anyone would assume you had a fever.

"You're so cute when you blush," his lips delicately pressed on your cheek, and you didn't need to see it to know he was smiling through the kiss. You were so focused on joining his action that your respiration hitched when one of his fingers entered your wet center. The next kiss was slower, he wanted to savor every second of you, plus, it served to quiet your moans.

"You have to be quiet for me, Princess, can you do that? Please," he whispered against your neck.

You nodded with the small piece of logic that your brain could still formulate, your nails dug on his skull when he went quicker, and you had to bite your lip harshly as he introduce the second one.

"You're so pretty, I can't believe you're mine," his words only seemed to feed your erotism, feeling the bulge in your stomach get tighter, "You're mine, right?"

And it never mattered how many times you've said it, in an act of selfishness, he had to ask it, he needed to hear it, and he would never get tired of it.

"Yes, I'm yours," you whined, "I'm yours,"

His pace continued, deep and steady, you bucked your hips forward wanting more, needing more for you to finish, a part of you felt pathetic for how badly you'd fallen for him, for how intensely you allowed him to affect you in such ways no one in your life had even thought of doing.

He quickly kissed you when you didn't stop yourself from moaning louder as your orgasm arrived.

"I'm sorry," you gulped whilst panting.

"It's okay, Princess, it's okay," he kissed your hair.

[beeewee]

Hiii everyone.

I would like to know who you would like to read about, if you could leave me suggestions I would really appreciate it. So I can try to make something you'll enjoy reading.

[canbean-enby]

I feel like I need to post so here is some Stardew Valley fluff for my favorite writer boi

Elliot had been working on his new novel for the past few months. Because of his dedication, he had become more and more closed off the closer he came to finishing it. He always pushed himself too hard when it came to his books. He thought that if he didn’t finish them that he would be a failure and the entire reason that he moved to the small town would be a waist. He also thought that he would be a bad husband to you if he wasn't able to provide funds for your crops for the coming season. Of course, you could hold your own, you were good with saving and your crops always sold for a pretty penny because of the new fertilizer that you were able to get. It was safe to say that you were financially in the right place, however, Elliot always concerns himself with the “what ifs”

What if you get into an accident on the bus? What if your crops die earlier than they were expected. What if the fertilizer stops working? What if your animals weren’t able to provide enough milk this week?

The what-ifs consumed him and pushed him to continue writing. But the progress he was making on each chapter, caused you two to grow further apart.

Some days you two would barely speak. Others, you could not get a single word out of him. He would always forget to eat so you had to make sure he was doing that while also taking care of the farm. You were getting exhausted. And today caused you to pass out.

You decided to get your farm duties done early so you could get something nice for Elliot in the mines. You know he doesn’t like to show it, but the man loves being spoiled. Especially with crab cakes and some jewels. So, that’s what you decided to get. You understand his determination to get books done when he has the idea in place. You’ve seen him when he has to discard a book because of the loss of direction and you never want him to be that sad again. Even if it costs you quality time to spend with him. You have your farm to distract you anyway.

While thinking about your darling husband, you got distracted and a slime snuck up on you. While you attacked it, there was another that snuck up behind you. You managed to fight both of them off but they messed you up pretty good. Your body was torn and your energy was depleted. You need to go home. You don’t need another $1000 charged because you wanted to complete a task. That would be the tenth time this month and you know Harvey would scold you until your ears bleed. Plus, there is always someone stealing in the mines. No one knows who but if you pass out, you wake up with less than you had before. You found that out the hard way and there is no way you are going to let that happen again.

So, you dragged your sluggish body back to your house. Your feet cried at the fact that your house was so far from the mines. Your stomach yelled at you for not eating before coming here. You thought it would’ve been a quick trip. Didn’t realize that crabs were so hard to come by. Then again the TV did say that your luck would not be good today.

You didn’t even notice that you got home until your head banged against your front door. You opened it and suddenly your legs gave out as soon as the indoor breeze hit you. You didn’t even care at this point, your body was just so exhausted.

In your fog of exhaustion, you didn’t notice that your husband was trying to get your response to see if you were okay. He heard the bang at the front door and knew it was you, what he didn’t expect was the collapse that followed right after that. He knew you worked yourself hard but this was going too far. What could you possibly need that you would risk passing out in a place like the mines?

Once you gave your husband a quiet whisper that you were okay, he walked you over to your shared bedroom and set you on the bed. He pressed his fingers on top of your forehead to see if you had run a fever but everything seemed fine. So he ran to the kitchen to grab you some food that you left in the fridge for him. You did not hesitate to eat it. You didn’t even realize how hungry you were until the plate of food met your eyes. Once you were finished, you set the plate aside and tried to sit up only to be pushed down by the ginger.

“Darling you need to rest”

“I’m okay Elliot, really. I just need to remember to bring some more food with me when I go to the mines. And I probably need to go the adventurers guild to see if I can get a new weapon. Who knew slimes could be so-“

“My love,” he places a hand on your cheek and a thumb on your lips to stop you from talking. “I don’t want you out of my sight for the rest of today, okay? My eyes need a break from the screen and you need to rest. Why not help each other out hm? How does that sound?” You couldn’t help the smile that crawled onto your face or the heat that spread across your cheeks as you looked at the man you loved. “Depends, do I get a kiss out of this deal or?” He only chuckled before pressing his lips to yours, filling the kiss with passion and love, something you both have needed for the past few months. Once he pulls back, he moves into the bed next to you and pulls you close to him, playing with your hair gently to try and lull you to sleep. Of course, it was working.

After a few moments of silence, you can hear the hesitation in his voice. The way he opens and closes it prompts you to ask what is on his mind.

“I am sorry for my neglectful behavior these past few months. It’s just…I feel that if I do not make this book better than my last, I won’t be able to financially support the farm and I would eventually become a burden to you.”

You look up at him and see that his eyes are full of tears and his breath has quickened. You move your hand gently onto his face and slowly make him look at you, giving a small kiss to his nose to try and ground him from the thoughts that continue to rack his mind.

“Elliot, we are fine financially. You know this. You are not and never will be a burden on me. The house is already paid for, the farm is just something I feel the need to do. There is nothing you need to worry about when it comes to finances my darling. Everything is covered. You do not need to worry.”

Though you said this, a smile did not appear on his face like you expected it to. So you did what you know would bring a smile onto his face. You moved your hand into your pocket and felt around for the receipt that Pierre provided when you sold your crops. You showed it to your husband and his eyes lit up in surprise.

"How- you made all of this from the farm? Was this from this month?"

"Darling...that was just from today." You didn't think his eyes could get any bigger, but they did. He sat in shock, looking over the numbers that were inked onto the small piece of paper. The guilty feeling lifted away as you slipped the piece of paper onto the night stand next to you.

"If you ever need help on the farm. Do let me know. Maybe if you showed me how then we can make even more than that."

You giggled at his excitement, moving you hands around his waist and pulling him in closer to you as you close your eyes.

"Yea but you have to learn to remember to water your crops every day my love. And not with salt water..."

He kissed the top of your head and angled his arms around you, getting comfortable as multiple yawns were shared between the both of you. "I guess you are correct. Maybe I should stick to writing."