#prettymuch x reader

[miffchoro]

oh my prettymuch phase, didn’t even listen to their music. i just read zion x reader fanfiction😭

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See Through

Zion x Y/N

Warnings: nothing just Zion comforting you and kinda angst I think I guess swearing ?

You were standing in the bathroom mirror looking at your figure, You didn't like what you saw you hated what you saw, You thought your stomach was to big you thought that your cheeks were to big you just didn't like it, Then comments from Zions latest post of you "Zion could do so much better", "I don't even know why Zion is even with her smh", "She's not even that pretty", "she's so big", All these things rushing through your head you began to tear up, Then the front door opens from down stairs you didn't notice because you were to busy looking at your figure, then suddenly you hear Zion "Mamas I'm here" He calls from down stairs "Y/N" He runs up stairs "Baby, Baby were you at" He opens the door to see you in the mirror then he gets concerned when he sees your face, He walks in and wraps his arms around your waste "What's wrong mamas" "I don't know" You say, He says "What do you mean tell me baby" "I don't like the way my body looks I'm just not comfortable" "Oh well I think you fine like beautiful" "Z your just saying cuz your my boyfriend", He turns you around with his hands still on your waste " Baby I'm not just saying that ok everything say I to you I fucking mean it I meant that shit , your beautiful your fucking stunning no body could compare all these people saying shit don't mean nothing its just you and me baby, Your body is beautiful mamas don't ever forget that, Your curves amazing, Your face amazing, everything about you amazing I fucking love you Y/n", Zion had left you speech less all you could do was stare into his eyes, You kissed his lips "Thank you baby I really needed that" you smile " No worries baby id do anything to make you feel good" "Can we cuddle ? " you ask "Of course mamas" You and Zion cuddle "Love you baby" you say "I love you to Y/n".

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Free

Nick Mara x Reader

Imagine on my fandom Instagram?: No  

Prompt or Request or Requested Prompt?: No

Style of Writing: Song Imagine

Rating: PG-13 ~ For fluff and cuteness, but more adult commentary or even some triggering content.

Edited: Yes

Word count: 3,914 including lyrics

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Warnings: Mention of puking, Couples angst, Zion being a little bit mean, Mention of abuse. We believe that is all, but please let us know if you catch anything we didn’t.

You can listen to the story be read out loud here.

Post Date & Time: June 29th, 2022 at 10:42 PM

Summary: Nick struggles with the feelings of needing to let the reader go. Seems like they’ve been fighting all the time lately. Maybe they’ve just grown apart. Will they be ok? Or will Nick have to make the hard decision of letting the reader go?

Based off of this song: 

♪ Love, love, love

It's a cold world, getting colder

So it hurts my heart to let you down, down

It was young love, but we're older ♪

Nick’s Pov: *Flashback*

“I didn’t compare you to Alexys, y/n,” I say, shaking my head as she frowns at me.

“Yes you did! You totally did. Do I need to call up the boys? They heard it too!” Y/n yells and I sigh, shaking my head.

“I did not compare you! All I said was how I liked something she used to do!” I yell back and she huffs.

“Exactly! You said how you wished I did it too. News flash: I’m NOT Alexys, Nick! I’m me!” she yells as tears come to her eyes.

“You know I didn’t mean it like that!! I just liked that she used to do it! I didn’t mean you had to!” I exclaim and she huffs.

“When you say I wish she did it too, that’s kinda what it implies, Nick!!” she yells back and I groan, rubbing at my face.

“I just missed it recently, that’s all!! Don’t you ever just miss something Anthony did?!” I yell and she shakes her head vehemently.

“No, Nick, I don’t! He was abusive and you know it! I don’t miss a thing that he did because I LOVE YOU! More than I EVER loved him,” she barks with her arms crossed as she turns away from me.

“I’ve told you, it was always you,” she whispers out as tears well up in her eyes.

“I can’t even look at you. What happened to us? You promised this wouldn’t happen! Nick, how could you just throw countless years of friendship and almost three years together away?” she asks as she looks away from me as she continues to cry and I reach out to her.

“I didn't throw anything away. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for it to sound like I was comparing you guys,” I say in a softer tone as I reach out to her.

“No. Don’t even touch me…” she fumes, pushing my hands away from her.

“I’m going to be sick…” she sobs out as she puts a hand to her mouth.

“You still want her, don’t you? Oh my gosh. What has this been, then?” she asks as she points between us and I quickly shake my head.

“No. I’ve wanted-” I start to deny it before she cuts me off.

“Shit. I’ve just been a rebound girl, haven’t I? Exactly what I didn’t want to be when this started,” she asks as she points between us again before pulling at her hair.

“Nick, you promised! You promised me I wouldn’t lose you!” she screams before hiccuping and I try to reach out to her again.

“You’ve never been, nor would you be, a rebound for me. Hell, I told you when we got together that I’ve been in love with you since we were fourteen, y/n, and that’s still the truth,” I say as I reach out for her and again she pushes my hands away.

“I said don’t touch me and I don’t believe that right now,” she growls at me before letting out a sigh and running off.

I run after her and watch as she slams down on her knees before releasing the lunch we just had into the toilet. I bend down and hold her hair for her. She groans before pushing my hands away again.

“I think I’m going to ask B if I can stay with him for a few days. I think we need a break,” she groans out as she sits and lays her head against the wall.

“No. Come on. Let’s work this out,” I protest and she holds up a hand up at me.

“Just stop…” she whimpers and I feel tears come to my eyes now.

“Mamas, please don’t leave,” I beg, shaking my head to try and will the tears to go away.

“I’m sorry Nick, but I need time. I’ll still be there for you because you're still my best friend as you always will be, but I can’t even look at you right now,” she says as she bites at her lip before standing up.

“I just need time. Comparing me to your ex really hurt me. You know Anthony did that to me all the time. I never thought you’d do it…” she whispers as her tears flow fully now.

I watch as she quickly brushes her teeth, then throws her toothbrush in the trash before pushing past me. She walks down the hall to our room and I stay frozen in my spot. I hear her speaking softly for a few minutes before she comes back out with her backpack over her shoulder.

“Please. Mamas, I’m so sorry. Please, please let us work this out. I didn’t mean it,” I practically beg and she scoffs.

“Yeah. Like you didn’t mean it that time you said her name in your sleep?” she asks and I groan before pushing my anger down.

“I can’t control my dreams, mamas. We’ve talked about that. It was purely an accident. Just like today was,” I say and she shakes her head.

“I’m sorry Nick, I’m done believing you. I can’t believe you right now and I don’t know if I ever will again,” she whispers out and I let a tear fall.

I helplessly watch as she walks out the front door and sigh as it closes behind her. I sit on the couch and just let myself go numb.

End of Flashback

♪ And we grew apart, look at us now, now

We don't have to fix it all to work it out

If you really love me then you'll let me set you free

Set you free

Just breathe

Let me set you free ♪

Nick’s Pov:

I jump when I hear the door to the apartment open, making me turn to see Zion and Edwin walking in. Zion walks into the kitchen and Edwin comes over to sit next to me. Zion comes back in with a bottle of water and hands it to me.

“How is she doing?” I ask hesitantly and Zion sighs.

“She’s doing about the same as you,” Edwin answers and I shake my head.

“It’s been two weeks…” I whisper out and Zion groans.

“What do you expect, man? You really hurt her. You didn’t see her the night she walked into B’s house. She was, and still is, utterly heartbroken dude. Broke down a bunch of times over the last two weeks,” Zion snaps at me and I nod as tears come to my eyes.

“Shut up, will you? He’s hurting too,” Edwin softly says as he pats my back.

“No. I will not go easy on him, Edwin. You haven’t been there to see her break down. She feels as though he’s lied to her this whole time,” Zion says and I sigh, shaking my head.

“I didn’t lie to her. I made a mistake. Maybe he’s right though, E. Maybe it’s time I just…” I stop myself from talking with a hiccup as I try to hold back my tears.

“Maybe… maybe it’s time I… l-l-let her go…” I choke out while my throat trembles as I hold back my emotions.

“No. Z, tell him that’s not what you mean. You know he loves her. You said it yourself the moment we met these two, they were made for one another,” Edwin says as he shakes his head.

“Yeah, but that’s why she said didn’t want to tell him her feelings. Remember? She was so scared to lose him,” Zion confesses and Edwin lets out a light growl at him.

“Z. If you don’t shut up…” Edwin trails off as he points a finger at him.

“Nick, listen to me. I know for a fact you didn’t mean it. The world has just been super cold lately and you both have changed. You’ve grown up. Your love started out as the love you guys had growing up with one another, easy,” Edwin tries to explain, but I just shake my head in confusion, making him sigh.

“What I mean is, I don’t think you know how to love the older versions of yourselves. You guys fell in love at a young age when love just comes easy to people. Especially when you grow up knowing the other like the back of your hand,” Edwin keeps trying to explain to me from what he’s seen, but I just still give him a confused look.

“You didn’t get together till you were older. Things change, people change and that’s ok. I think you guys have both been stuck in the past. You guys just haven’t learned to grow with one another,” Edwin continues to explain before groaning when I shake my head.

“No. I think it’s time. I think I need to… s-s-set her free. We have been fighting far too much lately,” I whimper out and Edwin sighs.

“If you do that you’ll only break her even more. She’s already feeling like she’s lost you as a boyfriend, don't let her lose her best friend too,” Edwin continues to push and Zion lets out an angry grunt.

“Zion, let's go. He needs some time to think this over by himself. Nick, please take care of yourself. I don’t wanna come back and find you like I did last week,” Edwin cautions with a stern look my way and I nod at him.

♪ Looking back, what we had just ain't what it was

Got too attached way too fast and it's all because

It wasn't easy, easy, for the both of us

You say you need me, need me, it's just comfortable

I get emotional, I wear my heart on my sleeve

It ain't disposable, you know Balenci' ain't cheap ♪

Nick’s Pov:

After the boys leave, I let out a sigh before pushing up off the couch. I walk into the hall and immediately stop in the entrance of the hall when I see one of the many pictures of us. I slowly reach up to it and take it off the wall before I get sucked into the memory.

~ Flashback ~

“Nick!” Y/n cries out as I pinch her side.

“What?” I ask in faux innocence.

“Stop!” she says with a giggle as I tickle her.

“What? I’m just watching a movie with my girl,” I say with a shrug.

“No, you're not. You're tickling me when I wanna watch the movie,” she accuses and I fake innocence again.

“I have no clue what you mean, mamas. I am watching the movie,” I continue to deny as I turn my head to the tv.

“That’s a lie and you know it!” she exclaims and I chuckle.

“Oh ok… how could I ever lie to you,” I say as I snuggle into her neck, making her giggle.

“I love you, Nicky,” she says as she scratches at my scalp.

“Hmm… that’s good to hear. Cause I love you too,” I say as we both slowly relax into one another.

“Tired, Nicky?” she asks as she continues to massage my scalp.

“Hmm…” I tiredly mumble out.

“Sleep, my love. Sleep,” she says before giving my cheek a kiss and before I know it, my eyes close.

It’s not till much, much later that I wake up to the sound of chuckles. With a light groan, I open one eye to see Zion, Edwin and Austin standing in front of the tv. Austin has his phone and I hear a click before they all start to snicker again.

“Well good morning, Nicky boy,” Zion jokes as he bats his eyelashes at me and I roll my eyes.

I feel a puff of air on my neck and then y/n lets out a small groan. I look down at her now that she’s literally on top of me as she cuddles into me a little more. She nuzzles her nose into my neck then seems to go right back to sleep.

“Would you guys shut up? You're going to wake her. Believe me, you guys don’t want a cranky y/n,” I whisper out harshly to them before pulling y/n a little closer.

“Whatever…” Zion says before walking out of the room.

“You guys are so cute together,” Austin says as he sits down in the chair next to the couch.

“Look…” he says as he puts his phone out for me to look at.

I crank my neck just enough to be able to see what he’s talking about. I let out a light laugh when I see he had taken a picture of us cuddling:

“Dude, y’all fell asleep cuddling and holding hands, that’s hella cute,” Austin says and I chuckle.

“It is, isn't it? I really love her, man,” I say and he grins as he pulls his phone back.

“As you should. She's special, man. Take care of her,” he says and I smile.

“Of course I will. I always have,” I say as I stroke her back lightly.

“I mean you already did. Don’t lose that. She’s really broken, man. That Anthony did a real number on her…” he says, making me nod before looking down at her again.

“I know…” I say as I trace the light bruise that’s still on her cheek. She shivers a bit, making me stop so I don’t wake her.

“She’s mine now. He’s not ever coming near her again. If he does, he’s dead,” I say as I hold her a little tighter than before.

“And we all know you’ll keep that promise. You always do, Mr. Protective,” Austin jokes and I chuckle.

“You know it’s really kinda funny that you two got together just because of the abuse,” Austin remarks and I again crank my neck to look at him.

“Why’s it funny?” I ask and he grins.

“Cause you Nick would have never asked her out before it all. I’m sorry to tell you man, but you had absolutely no balls when around her,” he jokes and I scoff before moving my neck back.

“That’s an absolute lie, man,” I agree and he just gives me an ‘mmm-hmm'.

“All I’m saying is she needed you and you needed her without even realizing it…” he explains before trailing off as it goes quiet for a moment.

“Wanna watch something?” Austin pipes up and I shrug.

“Sure. Just not the game…” I say and he lets out a laugh.

“Duh. I’m not stupid. You’d wake her up with all your yelling,” he says and I roll my eyes.

“No I wouldn’t…” I say and he shakes his head.

“Whatever you say man. Whatever you say,” he says as he continues to laugh.

“Hey. Can you send me that picture of us?” I ask and he hums as he presses play on whatever he’s chosen to watch before picking his phone up off his lap.

A few minutes later, I feel my phone buzz next to my hip and I grin as I pull it out. I open the picture up and save it before setting my phone back down.

“Thanks, man,” I say as I turn to look at the tv.

“You're welcome, Nicky…” he says jokingly and I chuckle.

Instead of watching whatever he puts on the tv, I watch her sleep and smile lightly at the fact that she’s now safe in my arms. Three weeks ago, she was in hell and I was in hell that I hadn’t noticed. A best friend should notice when something is wrong, and I had no clue.

But when I learned he was hurting her I couldn’t take it and went full protective. Now three weeks later, we’re only a week into dating and I couldn’t be happier to have her safe in my arms.

~End of Flashback~

I hold the picture as the memory plays out and I let out a light sob as I trace over the picture with my finger. I let another tear fall as I put the picture back up before sighing. I then shuffle to our room and stop in the doorway when I see Mr. Cuddles on the bed.

I chuckle, shaking my head at the very simple name before going over to pick up the old koala. When I lift him up I hold him close to me for a second before rushing to our closet. I quickly put on my shoes and almost fall over in the process.

Once both shoes are on and my feet are safely on the floor, I rush back through to the living room. I stop in the little foyer we have before grabbing my keys off the hook. Then I run out to my car and quickly get into the driver's side.

I set Mr. Cuddles in the passenger seat before starting my car up and pulling my buckle on. Once my buckle is in place and the car is started up, I drive to B’s. After a fifteen to twenty minute drive, I’m pulling up outside his house.

I quickly turn my car off before unbuckling and grabbing Mr. Cuddles. I set the stuffed animal against the steering wheel and I sigh, knowing what I have to do. After a moment of staring at the koala, I open my car door and get out.

After getting out, I lock my door and walk up the old familiar driveway of the home I used to live in. I walk up to the door and take a deep breath as I raise my hand to knock.

♪ It isn't easy, easy, tryna say goodbye

But just believe me, leave me, you're gonna be alright

We don't have to fix it all to work it out

If you really love me then you'll let me set you free

Set you free

Just breathe

Let me set you free ♪

Your pov:

I sigh when I hear a knock on the front door and pause the movie I’m watching. Then I get up with my blanket dragging behind me to open the door. When I do open the door, I let out a light gasp when I see Nick.

“What are you doing here?” I ask as I lean against the door.

“You forgot Mr. Cuddles, and as your best friend my job is to make sure you have him,” he explains as he holds the koala up.

“Well, thanks.” I reach out and take the bear from him.

“Actually, umm, can we talk?” he quickly asks and I shake my head.

“I don’t know, Nick…” I answer as I shrug and hug the bear a little closer.

“Please, mamas… just give me fifteen minutes,” he practically begs and I sigh before moving to the side.

“Fifteen minutes, that’s all you get,” I explain as he walks through the door.

“So I know all we’ve been doing is fighting…” Nick starts and I nod.

“And I started to think about it…” he continues, but he takes a pause as tears gather in his eyes.

“I’ve been thinking that maybe it’s time to s…set you free. You deserve the world and it seems I can’t give you that like I once could,” he finally finishes and refuses to look up at me. There’s a very pregnant pause as I try to figure out what I’m hearing.

♪ We don't have to fix it all to work it out

If you really love me then you'll let me set you free, yeah

Set you free, yeah

Just breathe, oh, oh

Let me set you free

We don't have to fix it all to work it out

If you really love me, then you'll let me set you free ♪

“Nick, what the hell are you saying?” I ask, shaking my head and he finally looks up at me.

“Mamas, I’ll still be your best friend. I just can’t be the man you need,” he explains and I shake my head.

“Why are you saying this? This isn’t what I want,” I say before putting my head in my hands as my elbows lean into my knees.

“But it’s what we need, y/n,” he continues on and I blow out a frustrated puff of air.

“No, it isn’t! Nick, we can't just stop everything when it gets hard. I thought we loved each other? Do you not love me anymore?” I ask and he looks away from me again.

“No. If you're going to say you don’t, I want you to look me in the eyes and say it,” I command and he keeps his eyes away from me still.

“I don’t love you anymore,” he mumbles out and I groan in frustration.

“That is a fat lie, Nick, and you know it,” I make a point that has his eyes snapping over to mine.

“Say it now. While you're looking me in the eye,” I command again and he lets out a sigh while shaking his head.

“I can't do it! Ok! I can’t tell you I don’t when I really and I mean really do!” he shouts now and I smile softly.

“See, we can’t go thinking things through when we’re not in the right mind space, babe,” I explain as I now get up from my seat.

“But I’m not the man you need…” Nick sadly shakes his head.

“Nick. Honey. Couples fight all the time. We’ll be ok. It just means we have a healthy relationship,” I explain as I lift his face up.

“Are you sure? I don’t wanna be the reason your life is all wrong,” he admits and I smile softly again.

“Nick, the fact you were thinking about me over yourself says a whole lot. I’m very sure you won’t mess up my life. We’ve been together for three years, my love. I’ll always love you. You were and still are my hero, even when we’re in a stupid fight,” I explain as I now sit in his lap and tears make way to his eyes.

“Are you really, really sure?” he asks and I giggle.

“I mean sure, we’ve fought a little more than normal lately, but I wouldn’t change us for the world, Nicky. I absolutely love you and I plan on marrying you one day,” I explain and he slowly starts to smile.

“Oh you do now, do ya?” he asks and I put my forehead to his.

“Of course I do. My number one, remember?” I ask and he smiles.

“Oh I remember. Will you be coming home now?” he asks and I smile, nodding.

“Help me pack up, yeah? I’ll leave a note or text B,” I explain as I get up off his lap and he nods.

“Before we do any of that…” he trails off before pulling me back to him.

“Let me kiss you first,” he smirks as I just nod and then he’s kissing me.

He caresses my face softly and I smile as he pulls away. He puts his forehead to mine and I giggle as his hand lightly trails down my arm. I shiver lightly before his hand grips on mine and my fingers interlock with his.

“Let’s go home? Yeah?” he asks me and I grin before nodding.

“Yeah. Let’s go home,” I agree with my grin growing.

The End…

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Cross The Line- Z.K (18+)

Warnings: through the clothes shenanigans, heavy kissing, oral (f and m receiving) , Z being soft

You hate parties. You always have, always will- and Zion knows that better than anyone. He can see the dejection written all over that soft, familiar face of yours, annoyance hidden between the tight furrow of your brows.

His breath is warm against your ear, and you shiver against his side as you begin to feel increasingly tempted to burrow yourself in his hoodie altogether.

“Too many people here, huh?”

“Yeah, and I’m cold.”  You scowl, a chuckle falling from his plump lips as he throws a long, heavy arm around your slumped shoulders, pressing you closer to the heat of his body.

You rest your head against his shoulder, and the smell of cologne brings you comfort, along with the scent of dryer sheets- the snuggle ones specifically, he refuses to use anything else. You love him more for it. 

“Finally.”

Your eyes threaten to close, just before you hear his voice, the octave low enough to send vibrations through his chest, the sensation causing a stir in your belly.

You push the wandering thought to the back of your mind as a hoard of people begin moving towards the small leather couch you and Zion are sat on, a blunt resting snugly between the fingers of the party’s host.

“C'mere mama.”

Strong hands gently grip the small of your waist, your feet moving faster than your brain as you find yourself sitting atop Zions firm thighs, his broad chest pressed against your back. 

It’s not like you two have never been in this position before, its normal. You’re best friends. For three years, it’s been like this. 

Still, something feels off. Not in a bad way, necessarily, but it isn’t like Zion to have his arm locked protectively around your middle in front of all these people, as if he isnt even the least bit scared of anyone seeing.

As if he wants them to see.

The blunt is passed to you before him, and you notice a slight shake to your wrist as you bring it to your lips, inhaling and allowing the smoke to enter your lungs before you turn to the side just slightly- giving it to Zion, who’s honey coloured eyes are locked onto you like this is the first time he’s ever seen you.

It’s the weed, it has to be, right?

Now it’s you who is watching him, as his eyes close ever so slowly while he takes a puff, letting the smoke billow from his mouth and into his nose.

You almost forget that it’s a party, the noise and chatter sounding as if it’s distant, further away than in the room, surrounding you both.

You take a deep breath, turning around to face away from his penetrative gaze as your fingers dig into the meat of his thighs through the material of his jeans, your hips wiggling only slightly as you attempt to get comfortable. 

He hums, you feel it, and his grip on you tightens just a tiny bit, not enough for anyone else to notice, but definitely enough for you to. 

In fact, that’s not the only thing you notice. 

You know that he knows you know, especially when you suddenly stiffen in his arms, your heartbeat practically echoing in your ears as your pulse pounds beneath your skin. 

“You alright?” 

You gasp only loud enough for him to hear, chills rising across the surface of your skin as you turn in his grasp to face him at a more comfortable angle, your tongue darting out to lick your lips. 

“You’re hard, Z.”

Fuck. You make it so damn difficult when you look at him like that. With this slight wonder, curiosity even, with a hint of shock. Yet, even so, he can feel the way you are squeezing your thighs together, attempting to relieve the building pressure between them. He twitches inside his briefs. 

“Does it make you uncomfortable?”

Your heart skips a beat, the need to reassure him that you are far from uncomfortable, almost unbearable. You ignore his question. 

“Can we go somewhere, Caleb?”

He’ll never get over how you saying his first name makes him feel. It’s silly, he usually hates it. Even so, it’s just a first name, nothing special. But you somehow turn it into something magical. He wants to hear you say it all day. 

His hand nearly swallows yours whole with its size, his palms soft, fingers gentle as they wrap around your wrist. He’s fast, long legs moving through crowds of intoxicated people swiftly as you trail behind him, free hand gripping the back of his hoodie. 

He fumbles horribly when trying to open the door to an empty bedroom, but he does get it open, and upon entering- your lips find his within the first three seconds. 

He cups your cheeks in his wide palms, your fingers pushing his dreads out from in front of his face as his tongue skims your bottom lip. You moan into his mouth, and he grips your hips with enough force to further elicit those sweet sounds he already adores so much. 

And then you stop. 

You look like you’ve just run a marathon, overwhelmed and taking deep, controlled breaths that seem to have spurred from the realization that you just kissed your best friend of three years. 

His heart starts to ache, stomach turning with anxiety. Say something. Anything. He thinks to himself. 

“I’m sorry, oh my god, I’m so sorry Zion.” 

His eyebrows furrow together, fingers clasping around your wrist as you cradle your face in your palms. 

“Sorry? For what, angel?” 

His voice is soft, and the anxiety that had previously been rising in your throat, settles somewhat as you look up at his soft, familiar features. You want to kiss him again. 

“I- well, I kissed you.” You state, his topaz colored eyes becoming increasingly dark as he closes the space between your bodies, face held in his hands. 

“Yeah, why’d you stop?” Your belly turns at his voices drop in octave, the tension in the air thick and palpable, both of you clearly hot and bothered. Your skin prickles with adrenaline and need, and judging by the way his obsidian pupils are blown out, he’s feeling the same way. 

“I- well I didn’t know you wanted me to kiss you.” 

He laughs, a genuine, jovial sound filling the space between you as his thumb tenderly swipes the apple of your cheek. 

“How could you ever think that?”

He sounds breathless, his plush, tempting mouth only inches away from yours as your noses meet, grazing each other in the pursuit of something more. 

Without inhibition, Zion kisses you this time, both of you still and absorbing the impact of such a delicate, yet fever inducing kiss that causes you both to hum in satisfaction. 

Not an inch is left between you, it seems like, when you two are body to body, hands feeling all the places that you’ve never gotten to touch, but have always admired. 

Your clothes suddenly feel too tight, especially when every nerve in your body is telling you that you to be touched. Not just by anyone though, by him. 

His tongue is soft and wet against the roof of your mouth, your fingers locked around the nape of his neck as he places you onto the soft mattress by the back of your thighs. 

“Can I please-mmm- taste you?” 

He speaks between slow, drawn out kisses, and you feel a pool of wetness gathering between your legs, no doubt evident through your underwear, if he were to look. 

You want him to look.

You know that this is most definitely what you want, you’re aching for it by now, but the weed still makes you bolder than you actually are, which isn’t so bad right about now. Sober you would be overthinking to the point of physical tears, especially since this is Zion, your Zion, going down on you. 

But you take one look at him, into those gentle eyes that sometimes seem warmer than the sun, and you know that you’d trust him with your life. He is home in so many ways.

“Yes, Caleb. Yes.” 

He feels himself harden to an uncomfortable point inside his jeans, that are suddenly suffocating him. All he can think about is you. How you taste, how you feel, how you’re gonna sound when he’s in between your legs. Fuck. It feels surreal.

He lavishes your skin in sloppy, sweet kisses from the curve of your jaw, to the dip of your shoulder, too eager to finally to taste you to worry about stripping you of your clothes completely- however, he still savors the way your breasts feel in his large palms as he slips his hands underneath your sweater. 

Of course you aren’t wearing a bra. 

While your chest misses the warmth of his touch, your belly fills with heat as you feel his long dexterous fingers slipping underneath the waistband of your bottoms, as well as your underwear. 

You are bare in front of him with not even a second to process it before you feel him gripping your calves, lifting them onto his broad shoulders as he pulls you to the edge of the bed. 

You are shocked, for one, at the fact that your bestfriend has his head between your legs, eating you like you’re his last meal- but most of all, you’re shocked at how good he is at it. 

Of course you know he isn’t a virgin, in most categories, which strangely causes you great discomfort to even think about- but the point is that of course Zion is good at giving head, he’s Zion, but you didn’t expect to be holding back an orgasm so soon. 

Your fingers find his hair as his tongue laps at the wetness leaking from you, his plush lips wrapping around your swollen clit. You are so far gone already that you know you won’t last long, and a little part of Zion gets off on way you’re whimpering for him. 

“Oh-Oh fuck, feels s-so good Z.”

This spurs him on further, his hunger only increasing as you attempt to clamp your thighs shut- and suddenly, you feel two of his thick fingers curving up inside of you, massaging your sweet spot.

“You’re so pretty baby.”  He professes between self indulgent licks.

He doesn’t even realize he’s bucking his hips into the mattress until he has to stop to prevent himself from cumming too soon, both of you clearly overwhelmed and just as worked up as the other. You taste better than he could have ever anticipated. 

And when you do finally let go, he swears it’s the most beautiful thing he has ever gotten to see. 

Your body stiffens, back arching up and off of the bed as a silent cry falls from your lips, your fingers clawing at his broad shoulders as he continues to flick his soft tongue against your clit. 

He works you through your high like this, but the oversensitivity is almost unbearably blissful, and you know that you won’t be able to handle it right now.

You pull him to your mouth before he can think about trying to give you another orgasm, because this is the same Zion who ended up binge watching three whole seasons of Grey’s Anatomy in two nights simply because you bet him he couldn’t, and you are visibly eager to finally touch him too. 

You taste yourself on his lips, and the eroticism of it all makes your skin burn even hotter than it already is. 

“Your turn.”

Your voice is soft, and he happily complies as your small hands push at his chest, thighs straddling his trim waist as you climb on top of him. 

He lets his head fall back against the soft pile of pillows, eyes threatening to close shut as you kiss the curve of his jaw and across his throat, before he feels your fingers undoing the button of his jeans, your eyes hooded with lust- lips pink from how many times you’ve bitten them. 

He watches as you pull his bottoms off, the way your entire expression seems to light up with shock and unbridled desire, his dick bobbing in the air as precum leaks from his throbbing, rosy tip. 

The moment your hand wraps around him, he twitches. It’s not like he’s never felt a hand on his dick before that isn’t his own. But it’s your hand, small in comparison to his large ones, soft and gentle. 

“I don’t think I can fit you, Z.”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“It’s okay mamas, you don’t have to do anything you don’t wanna do.” 

His throat is dry but he still manages to speak, thumb stroking your cheek. You swear you feel your entire universe shift as you look up at him from between his thighs, an unbridled need to make him feel good, consuming you completely. 

“I’ll just lick it until you cum in my mouth.” 

He lets out a long, drawn out groan- not just at the feeling of your soft, plush lips kissing the head of his painfully hard dick, but also at how filthy and utterly ethereal you seem to be at the same time. 

In fact, he can’t seem to remember anyone else other than you, and this moment. All he can see is you, all he can feel is you. All he wants is you.

He looks down to see the tip of his dick disappearing into the warmth of your mouth, and props himself up on his elbows so he can move your hair out from in front of your face while you work, both hands wrapped around his thick length. 

He knows he’s done for when you moan around him, his eyes flickering over your figure to see one of your hands between your legs. Fuck you’re getting off to this, he can hear how wet you are. 

“I’m gonna cum, fuck.” 

Your tongue circles around him, and flicks the underside of his frenulum, hand pumping the rest of what you can’t reach. Your lashes flutter against your brow bone as you peer up at him, making eye contact. He feels his whole body tremor. 

You know that the way Zion looks and sounds as he releases, is going to stick with you forever. The way every muscle in his body seems to flex, veins bulging from his inked forearms, lips parted and eyebrows furrowed in a moment of bliss. 

Not to mention the way your name falls from his tongue like a mantra as you swallow every drop of what he spills, his hands cupping your cheeks with him still in your mouth. Knowing you can’t take him all the way only makes coming down from such an intense orgasm, harder. No pun intended. 

There’s only a few moments of silence that pass, save the pants and heavy breathing as you both cool off, before he is pulling you onto his lap and kissing you as if he might never get the chance again. 

Your flavors mix together, and neither one of you complain about it as you throw your arms around his shoulders, letting yourself cherish each and every moment his lips are on yours. You almost feel tears well up in your eyes as he pulls away.

He looks breathtaking like this, flushed with a slight sheen of sweat coating his pretty face. You reach out to stroke his cheek, and the words seem to fall from his lips without a second thought. 

“We can’t go back. To the way things were. I-I don’t want to. And not just sex either-I know you’ve been around for a lot and you’ve seen me do things with girls I’m not proud of but I-” 

You shut him up with a kiss that makes his insides do flips, everything he has ever wanted, right here in his arms. You know him, through and through. The mistakes he’s made, the person he has grown to be in such a short time. 

“Me too, Caleb.”  You nearly whisper back.

You’ve always been his. 

[angellissy]

hugs & masterchefs

Thanks for your request @babygirlmil hope I made it justice. It was starting to get a bit long, so I had to stop lol. I am sorry if it sucks haha <3

Zion Kuwonu x Reader

She was sitting at a bar stool, legs swinging back and forth as she watched the boys in front of her. They were discussing something, she couldn’t really hear over the loud music they were blasting. Her fingers tapped at her thighs to the beat of the song that was echoing between the walls, she lightly hummed the lyrics as she continued watching the boys. One, in particular, was leaning against a wall while rolling his eyes every now and then. Clearly he was not that interested in whatever the other four were talking about. Her lips curved up in a smile when she noticed that his eyes had found hers, he gave her a small cheeky grin while mouthing something about the other boys being idiots. She stifled a laugh at that, shaking her head at him and mouthing that he needed to be more serious. He pretended to not see her when she did that.

Her thumb was moving over her screen at rapid speed, scrolling up and down over the countless pictures that adorned her Instagram for you page. She stopped for a bit when a certain picture caught her eye. He was grinning from ear to ear, his dreads hanging loosely around his head and he had one arm around her. Looking up at him, she was smiling as big as he was. She double-tapped the picture, it was a fan that had reposted the old picture, it was probably from around a year ago. She liked it though and was happy that she had countless more pictures of him with his arms draped around her body.

The music came to a stop and she looked up from her phone, only to see the boys lined up in front of the camera. Zion gave her a little wink before he turned his attention to the camera and everything the other boys were saying.

“So what is something you are looking for in the master, the master dish?” Brandon asked, her boyfriend just shrugged and said: “Look they are both going to suck, it depends on which one sucks a little less, you know what I am saying.” She rolled her eyes at that statement, but she couldn’t blame him either. She lived with all of them almost all the time, and a well-cooked and tasty meal was a rare find in that house.

She hopped off the barstool and made her way towards her boyfriend, now standing alone since the boys finally had landed in the kitchen, the camera following their every move. A small laugh escaped her lips as she watched Austin play with the knives. “Austin, stop you are going to poke an eye out.” She yelled at him, still not being able to hide the amused expression that clouded her features. The boy with long brown hair just shook his head at her while putting the knives down.

“He’s fucking crazy,” Zion mumbled as he draped his arms over her body and drew her closer, her back was now resting on his torso and she rested her head against his chest. “Well you all are, and you especially shouldn’t be saying nothing.” 

“Fuck off dude.” He let go of her body as he started walking towards the other boys, and she lightly slapped his arm. She hopped on the table and sat down, once again her legs were swinging back and forth. It was with big interest that she watched the chaos happening in the kitchen, Nick was muttering about how they already had lost due to their pan not working. “Nick, you are Italian so you better not let me down with that pasta.” He laughed a little at her words and lightly scratched the back of his head. “I’ll see what I can do y/n.” She furrowed her brows as she watched the dirty looks that Edwin and Brandon were giving her. “Yall got a stick up your ass or something? Why are you looking at me like that?” Both of them shrugged their shoulders lightly “You aren’t supposed to take sides.” “I am not taking sides Edwin, I might have said it out of pity for all you know.” He laughed a little at that, while Nick shouted a loud hey at her words. She watched Zion closely, he was talking about the importance of the noodles having good consistency. This made her snort because, that man could not care less of the consistency, as long as he could eat the food he would be happy. “You got something to say, mamas?” Zion asked while removing his attention from the camera towards her. Her shoes slammed against the ground as she hopped off the table and walked towards him, her arms snaked around his body and she rested her head against his chest, once again. “Nah, just that I love you.” He laughed a little at that but nevertheless hugged her closer to his body. “Y’all are disgusting,” Nick remarked as he watched them from behind the counter, a playful smirk on his lips. “Your food will be too if you stop concentrating.” She remarked, earning laughs from all the boys. A little later she found herself sitting in Zion’s lap, still watching the disaster that was unfolding right in front of her. Nick and Austin had disappeared while Brandon and Edwin were deadly concentrated on their pasta. She was just about to say something when the two lost boys found their way back into the kitchen before she even had time to comprehend what was happening, Austin was playing with knives again. He was pressing the blade towards his palm, and Zion was chanting “You sick sick fuck.” over and over again. “Austin stop, I don’t even know why I bother with you guys.” She muttered while covering her eyes, not wanting to witness whatever disaster that was just waiting to happen. Zion wrapped his arms around her body “You do it cause’ you love us.” The others nodded in agreement, which caused her to sigh even more. But it was true, she even loved them so much that she pretended to like their food while her boyfriend was roasting them like there was no tomorrow. 

[precious-porter]

Sick day shower with Nick anyone?

Nick running you a hot ass shower because you just feel icky. He gets in there with you to help you. Massages your scalp with the shampoo then running his hands through the bottom half of your hair with the conditioner. Helps you scrub your body, putting your arms on his chest to scrub them gently. Pressing a kiss to the backs of your hands. Resting your head on his chest as he rinses your hair. Then giving himself a shower while you just chill in there with him. Getting out when he’s done, wrapping a towel around his hips. Running to get your towel out of the dryer. Wrapping you in a towel burrito and carrying you to your room. A wet haired Nick with a towel hanging around his hips.

[portersfilms]

hesitate (z.k)

prompt: loosely based off the song ‘hesitate’ by jonas brothers

requested: uhh kinda, prompt given to me by @cnco-much *kinda got carried away with the single prompt, so i’m sorry if it’s not what you wanted but hope you like it nonetheless*

warnings: none

smoke hung in the air of his room as you lay on zion, your head rested on his lap, braids pulled up into an incredibly disheveled bun. the two of you scrolled on your phones, a blunt hanging in his free hand. you broke your stare on your phone to glance up at the boy, staring in admiration as he dragged a heavy breath in. your tongue darted out to your lips as he closed his eyes, allowing the smoke to escape his mouth as his eyes slowly opened. he dropped his chin to his chest, his eyes locking with yours, causing a hazy smile to spread across your lips.

‘hi’ you spoke softly, both of your eyes hooded as you held the glance. you watched as his gaze drifted from your eyes, to your lips and continued to float around your face, his lips parted slightly. you hummed in question, his eyes snapping back to yours.

‘i love you’ it was random, it was immediate and it was the first one. those three words were enough to sober you up as you sat up, subconsciously scooting down the bed. you smiled in disbelief, shaking your head slightly before taking your hair down, solely to put it back up. you laughed quietly to yourself, wrapped a chunk of braids around the rubber band to finish it off, now rubbing your hands down your thighs.

‘you’re kidding’ you shrugged, seeming as if you were trying to convince yourself of his actions. your reaction in itself caused him to sit up against the headboard and rub his eyes harshly, forcing himself to sober up. he furrowed his eyebrows, leaning towards you, one hand suspended in the air in surrender. his other hand came down to rest on your knee, his hand cool against your rising body heat.

‘hey,’ you kept your head down, continuing to shake your head until he lifted his hand off your knee to grip your chin carefully. your eyes stayed down but he continued to talk to you. ‘i’m not kidding, and you don’t have to say it back’ he dipped his head lower to lock eyes once more, ‘you don’t have to say it back, and that’s okay’ you bit your tongue, confused as he explained, the words seeming foreign linked together. 

you raised your head, eyes still slightly watery from the high and you relaxed, leaning forward to rest your head on his shoulder. you sighed softly as his hand came to brace the back of your neck, drifting down to your back at times. 

‘i can’t say it back’ you mumbled, taking note of how he didn’t pause, he didn’t tense up, but just placed a kiss on your neck before shrugging. 

‘and that’s all good, don’t be scared’ he pulled away from you, music still playing quietly as he leaned in to press a chaste kiss on your lips, both of you smiling softly. ‘aye’ his trademark smirk toyed on his lips, his dimples poking out, ‘i’m on your side’. you both left it at that, simply laying back down as he turned trippie up, head banging as he rolled one more. 

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a few months passed, the two of you still committed, but you were still scared. scared of not knowing whether he would get tired of saying those words with no response more than a shy smile or kiss. the two of you were back in his head, the credits of inside out playing on his computer. he had an arm thrown around your shoulder and he glanced down as he felt you shaking slightly, laughing loudly as tears fell down your face. you rolled your eyes and slapped his chest, causing him to recoil, bracing his hands to protect himself. 

‘bruh chill!’ he laughed, spazzing out slightly as he did so. you sloppily wiped at your cheeks with his sweatshirt sleeve that hung off your hands, pushing your body into his. 

‘leave me alone’ you groaned, ‘he just wanted riley to go to the moon.’ you pouted, crossing your arms with a huff. he looked down at you, rolling his eyes before wrapping his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into him. you stuck your head out in the opposite direction, stifiling a laugh as he huffed and stood off the bed completely. you turned to face where he stood at the end of the bed, letting out a yell s he tackled you into the bed. he showered kisses into your face, pulling helpless laughs out of you as you shuffled under his hold. you attempted to stop laughing as he hovered above you, the corners of his mouth turning up. you searched his eyes, he shifted so he rested on his forearms, his face right above yours as your hands ran up and down his sides. 

your smile got softer as he laughed giddily above you, a smug look on his face, knowing he had won the little battle you had. you swallowed, blinking slowly before smiling back at him as he rested his lips on your forehead. 

‘i love you’ you held a laugh back as he froze, his lips still on your skin. he looked down at you after pulling back, pushing his nose against yours. 

‘say it again’ you smiled, biting your bottom lip softly. you laughed loudly as he rolled over, pulling you on top of him. you grabbed the sides of the his face squeezing his cheeks together, smiling as his lips popped out. you kissed his puckered lips pulling back to look him directly in the eyes. 

‘i love you caleb’ he smiled toothily, leaning up to meet your lips again. you two laid together another disney movie playing, but you couldn’t care less, sharing quiet ‘i love you’s’ as you drifted off. 

[flowerbeanz]

Spending The Day With Youtuber (Y/N) and Boyfriend Brandon