Prompt: “I covered myself in wrapping paper and a bow because I’m your present!”
Word Count: 324
Requester: @rooster-geek
“Come on, Adam. Just help tape me up,” you begged him, wiggling around in your wrapping paper cocoon.
Your coworker sighed but obliged. Adam even helped tie the bow around your head.
“And now the door,” you instructed with a grin. Adam who had been pretty whatever about the whole thing did manage to crack a grin as you shuffled awkwardly through the door.
“I- What is that?” Bruce asked as soon as he heard the crinkling of the paper around you.
“Special delivery for the Willems!” you shouted.
James and Elyse were both out of their seats instantly. Bruce made a face, “Come on. We’re in the middle of a video.”
“Sorry,” you flashed an innocent smile as James and Elyse started to unwrap you.
“I wonder what it could be?” James hummed, playfully.
“I’m thinking a puppy. Who do you think it could be from?” Elyse played along.
“I think it's from a secret Santa,” you replied.
“Who said that?!” James paused and looked around making you giggle.
“James, I think our present is giggling,” your girlfriend laughed finally unwrapping you.
“Just what I asked Santa for!” James wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug.
“We thought you were heading home for the holidays,” Elyse kissed your cheek.
“I was but I talked to my family because really I didn’t want to miss our first Christmas together,” you explained as you wrapped your arms around them.
“Couldn’t have asked for a better gift,” Elyse snuggled up against you.
“Agreed,” your boyfriend added.
“It’s going to be so great, getting up on Christmas morning together and exchange gifts in our pjs. It just wouldn’t feel right without you,” Elyse sighed.
“You guys are real cute and all and hate to break this love fest but video,” Bruce pointed to the camera running.
“Oh yeah!” James exclaimed and they each kissed one of your cheeks before running back over to finish recording.
Could you do a full fic with Adam K and the Willemses comforting the reader after they lost a pet?
Word Count: 640
You took a deep breath and tried your best to look put together as you walked into the office. The relief that hit you as you were the first one there for the day was overwhelming, so much so you almost started crying again.
You fled to your desk and dropped your bag on the floor, setting up as quickly as possible so you could look engrossed in your work when everyone else walked in so you wouldn’t have to talk to anyone until you could as least compare yourself for the day.
Peake was the second one in and brought a new wave of relief since you knew he would just take his seat next to you and get to work. As the rest of Funhaus poured in dread started to fill you. You turned up the volume on your headphones and focused harder on your screen.
You were apparently focusing too hard because when Adam placed a hand on your shoulder you let out a scream and all eyes were on you. You looked up at Adam as your emotions you had been trying to shove aside hit you all at once. Tears welled up and burred your vision.
You squeaked out a tiny, “Excuse me.” You stood and rushed out of the room.
You barely made it outside the office building before you crumpled to the ground and began sobbing.
“Stupid furball!” you wailed, curling into yourself. You were embarrassed to be so upset over a cat which only made you cry harder.
You weren’t sure if Adam had followed you or came to check on you when you didn’t come back inside but next thing you knew you were in his arms, crying against his chest.
After what felt like forever you managed to wear yourself out to just small hiccups. “I’m sorry,” you mumbled, wiping your face.
Adam shook his head, “You don’t have to be sorry. Whatever it is, it clearly upset you enough to bring you to tears so there is no reason to be sorry for crying.”
“I meant more so about your shirt,” you managed a half smile as you pointed to the damp spot, appreciative of Adam’s kindness.
“Oh,” he chuckled a little, looking down, “I own a washing machine so I think it’ll be okay.” He looked back to you, “If you want to talk about it I’m here. We all are.”
You looked up at Adam, tears welling up once more, “It’s so stupid but my cat passed away Friday night and I’ve sort of just been a mess sense then.”
“Oh, sweetie!”
You jumped as you heard a voice that wasn’t Adam’s. Looking behind you, you saw James and Elyse coming back from lunch. Elyse shoved her leftovers at James who had barely enough time to react, eliciting a laugh from you. She kneeled down beside you and pulled you into a hug.
“Loosing a pet is like loosing a family member. We all know how close you and your cat were,” she soothed you, rubbing circles into your back.
James stood there awkwardly but offered a smile as you looked up at him. You smiled back, genuinely.
“Thank you. All of you. I don’t think I’ve let myself grieve properly yet and this helped a lot,” you looked at the three of them.
“Why don’t you take the rest of the day off?” James suggested.
You shook your head, “I really don’t want to be alone.”
“Oh, good because Adam was going to take the day off too. Not before we all go get ice cream though,” James smiled.
Elyse was already on her phone texting Bruce as Adam helped you up.
You hugged him tightly, “Thank you. Seriously.”
“Of course,” he wrapped an arm around you as he led you back to the Willems’ car.
For the GTA bonanza thing, could you do a smutty James and Elyse x Reader fic with the song Just a Little Bit by Kids of 88? Maybe something where the reader is extremely stressed about an upcoming heist and they help her relax a bit? (It's also totally cool if you can only do one of them and not both)
Word Count: 1,184
Warnings: NSFW
Song: Just A Little Bit by Kids Of 88
You let out a frustrated growl as you continued to look over the plans. You leaned back in the chair you were working in, staring at your laptop. Why was it so hard to plan one stupid heist?
A glass clinked down on the side table next to you and you could smell from where you were sitting that it was alcohol. You looked up to see Elyse standing there with a smile, “Thought you could use a little bit of a relaxant.”
“You don’t even know,” you sighed, closing the laptop and setting it on the table next to the drink before picking the liquor up and downing it in one go. You made a face as it burned but set the empty glass down and melted into the chair, trying to catch your breath.
“You know I remember planning my first heist and how stressful it was,” Elyse sympathized, leaning down and placing a hand on your shoulder.
“How’d it go?” you asked, subconsciously leaning into her touch.
She smiled and continued to advance closer, “Awful. I had planned everything out. Overplanned in fact but I froze in the moment. I was too hyped and in my own head. One piece of advice I could give before you do this is relax.” With the last comment, she climbed into your lap straddling you. “And I’m actually here to help with that.”
“Whoa. Whoa. What about James?” you asked holding up your hands as she leaned closer.
She smirked and leaned down to whisper into your ear, “He wanted me to warm you up before he joined us. Figured let just us girls have a little fun first.”
She nipped at your earlobe and a shiver went down your spine as she moved back around to press a firm kiss to your lips. You didn’t need to be told twice.
The relationship of members of Fakehaus have always been a little bit open but James and Elyse usually just stuck with one another. Getting a night with the both of them was a rare treat and an opportunity you never passed up.
You moaned softly as Elyse rocked down on your hips. Your hands went up into her hair, combing through it as you kissed her deeper.
Elyse pulled away to slip off your shirt and trailed kisses along your chest. As she moved lower she slipped out of the chair and down on her knees. Her fingers were quick and in no time your jeans had joined your shirt.
She suddenly stopped and you looked down, “What? Did- did you change your mind?”
She laughed and shook her head, “No. I was just thinking let's go somewhere a little more private.”
Elyse stood and held her hand out to you. You took it as she helped you out of the chair and led you back to your bedroom.
The second the door was shut she hand your underwear and bra off and you on the edge of the bed. She found herself between your legs once again. This time she pressed kisses along the inside of your thighs until she was met with your lips. Her tongue teased you before dipping into your slit.
Elyse was well skilled, to say the least. Maybe it was of her being of the female nature as well but she had you moaning and riding her face in no time.
You barely had enough time to appreciate how good she was before she had you coming. She lapped up your juices and climbed back on top of you before kissing you once again.
You leaned back on the bed when she stood up to start stripping. You drank in her perfect form as the door creaked open. James slipped inside before locking the door behind you.
“You two sounded like you were having a good time,” he commented and you flushed. “Still have room for one more?”
Elyse smiled and nodded for you since you were still riding your high.
“Didn’t tire her out did you?” James asked helping Elyse off with her bra. Then handed her what looked like a strap on. You realized you were right as she stepped into the harness.
“Our girl can handle it,” she hummed and looked to you, “Right?”
You nodded, “I can handle anything.”
“Good,” James smacked Elyse’s ass before moving to slip off his underwear. You watched as he stroked his already half hard erection. “Move back.”
You did as he commanded. James moved onto the bed first as Elyse went to lube up the new toy.
James lips found your neck and collarbone, nipping and marking you as he teased your entrance. He didn’t waste any time and surprised you as he thrust in, filling you up. Still sensitive from the first orgasm, your nails dug into his back as you practically screamed.
“Is that good for you?” he asked, starting a slow pace, making sure you were okay.
“Don’t stop,” you groaned, moving your hips to meet his.
“Good girl,” James complimented and pride filled your chest at the small sentiment. He rolled the two of you as you continued the quickening.
Now on top, you could really get to some of hard to hit places, groaning with each thrust. You gasped as you felt a lubed finger at your back entrance.
Elyse placed one hand on your shoulder to keep you in place as she slipped the finger inside of you. She curled it as you slowed yourself, riding James. She continued to add fingers, prepping you until she felt you were ready.
She kissed your back, her hair tickling you as she did so before she asked, “Ready?”
You paused your thrusting and nodded, allowing her to slowly slip inside you. You gripped James shoulders as your stomach tightened, ecstasy filling you.
“Are you okay?” James checked.
You looked down at him and nodded. You never felt quite so full and you loved it. “I’m not going to last long,” you answered honestly.
“That’s okay. Tonight is about you and making you feel good,” he reassured. He placed his hands on your hips and slowly lowered you down onto him once again. The motion from both him and Elyse made a loud groan bubble from deep inside of you.
You didn’t last long at all. You came rather quickly. Luckily James and Elyse weren’t far behind and finished soon after you.
Both pulled out carefully and you rolled over onto your back on the bed. The two of them cleaned up quickly before coming to cuddle with you right in the middle.
“Thank you for that,” you hummed, feeling tired and the best you had felt in weeks.
“Of course. That’s what we’re here for,” Elyse, rubbed your back.
“For hot threesomes?” you questioned.
James let out a laugh, “No. We’re here to make you feel better. But now that you mention it you can add threesomes to the list. I think we’ll be doing this again soon.”
“Yes!” you cheered as the three of you fell into a small fit of giggles.
Could you do a full Willemses x Reader fic where reader is out on the town with the funhaus guys, and she leaves the table to go get a drink and ends up being verbally harassed by some creep at the bar, and when he starts tugging on her wrist, James and Elyse see it and go over and tell him to piss off, being very protective of reader, and afterwards fluff ensues, the three of them going home early (I hope this makes sense!! Sorry it's such a long request 😬)
Word Count: 678
Warnings: Creeps who don’t know the meaning of no
“See this isn’t so bad?” Elyse smiled over at you as she set another drink down in front of you.
“Okay. Fair but that’s only because all of you are here,” you gestured to your coworkers at the table.
“Sometimes you just got to let loose,” James pat your shoulder, “I mean even Peake and Adam came out. I’m not sure which is more impressive.”
Your eyes trailed over to your friends. Peake was clearly ignoring the comment and went on listening to Dan ramble on. Adam just glared as he took another large sip of his drink.
“Maybe we should do this more often,” you suggested with a small smile.
“That’s the spirit!” Bruce laughed before clinking your glasses together and downing his beer.
You shook your head and took a sip of your own drink.
You excused yourself to use the bathroom. As you left the bathroom you felt a hand grab your wrist. You turned expecting once of your friends but froze as you came face to face with a stranger. He wasn’t really scary or threatening except the fact he had a hand on you.
You tried to play it off with a nervous chuckle, “Sorry. You must have mistaken me for someone else.”
“Oh, no sweet cheeks. I certainly found the right one. What do you say I buy you a drink and you come home with me?” he gave you a grin that made you uneasy.
You gave a nervous chuckle, “No, thanks. I’m actually here with my friends and my partners. Speaking of which I should be heading back to them.”
You tried taking your wrist back but the creep just gripped tighter and pulled you closer. You tried stepping away but he wasn’t budging.
“Partners? You’re one of those freaky girls? I like that,” he purred and grinded against your leg.
The feeling of him against you made you sick to your stomach. You wished you could see your friends but you were too far away for them to probably even hear you of you shouted. Actually, the bathrooms were pretty secluded from the whole bar.
“Please, stop. I don’t want anything to do with you,” you tugged your hand back but he just tightened his grip, “Stop it your hurting me.”
“Stop it you’re hurting me,” he mocked, “Shut up, slut. Any girl would be lucky to have me.”
He raised a hand and you squeezed your eyes shut waiting for the slap. While you heard the sound of a punch. You didn’t feel anything except your wrist being freed. You opened your eyes as a slew of insults left James’ mouth. Elyse was wrapping her arm around you, pulling you away as quickly as possible.
It was lest than a minute when James returned to the two of you. You noticed his knuckles were red and bloody. Whose blood? You weren’t about to ask.
“Can we go?” you asked in a soft voice, shaking slightly. You didn’t realize how much you were affected until now.
“Of course,” Elyse hushed. She took the keys from James as he said goodbye to you and paid for the drinks. As soon as you were tucked into Elyse’s side in the car and situated James joined you, taking the driver's seat.
The car ride was mostly quiet save for the soft music from the speakers and Elyse whispering soft nothings to you.
When you got home James picked you up and carried you in.
“I can still walk,” you giggled.
“I know that. A guy can’t carry one of his ladies to the bed now?” he asked.
“Fair enough,” you rolled your eyes, getting comfortable again.
As James tucked you in, Elyse got tea for the three of you before joining in.
“Thank you,” you hummed, snuggling against your two lovers.
“Anything for you. We’ll always keep you safe,” James replied before kissing your forehead.
“We love you,” Elyse added placing a kiss on your cheek.
“I love you guys too,” you smiled at them, the night's events easily melting away now.
42 with james willems? where's he's the one saying it to reader. :)
You cheered as you and Bruce won another mini game. The two of them took a shot as you and Bruce did a stupid little dance with each other.
James growled and stormed out of the room.
“I’ll be right back,” you told the other two boys before heading out to the hall where James had run off to. You caught him pacing and grumbling. “Hey, sore loser the game isn’t even done yet.
James looked up to you, clear upset at something, “It’s not that!”
“What then? What has you so worked up?” you crossed your arms.
“Seriously?” he raised an eyebrow. You nodded and he sighed, “Stop being so cute. Okay?!”
“What?” you dropped your arms, taken aback.
“Do you know how frustrating it is to work with someone you like? Someone so cute?” he slurred just a bit.
“Yeah, actually I do. So I’ll knock it off as soon as you do.”
Willemses x Reader with 72? Maybe something where the reader has just been having a bad week and they can't stand to see her feeling so down?
You were sitting on James and Elyse’s couch, crying your eyes out over the awful week you had been having. You were leaned over on Elyse and James was softly rubbing your back.
“I know it’s been a rough week,” James sighed, feeling awful for you, “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now. Please”
You forced a smile and knew how bad it must look and let out a giggle as James tried to mock it.
“Now that the smile I remember,” he commented before kissing your forehead.
