Jason lounged in the sun sipping his drink and looked over at you. When you'd asked him to come on a trip with you- a little get away, he'd been down.
But now that he was here with you and he got to spend all day playing music for you when you asked and admiring you as you lay in the shade, tits out and thriving as you nibbled on fruits and sipped cocktails, he wondered how any man could ever turn you down.
You were half asleep, lazing after spending the hottest part of the day inside enjoying some time being "demanding" and bossing him around until you were ready for a nap. And he couldn't help it.
He stopped playing and got up from the bench at the piano and made his way over. Crawling carefully up the end of your lounger and pressing daquri chilled kisses against your exposed belly, smirking when you open your eyes and smile at him.
"What's the matter, Beautiful?" you ask. "Tired of playing for me?"
"Wanna play with you," he pouted. He was enjoying being kept. Especially this week. Being a lazy hedonist with no other worries but making sure his sugar mama was happy and his balls were empty was nice. Even better, emptying his balls into his sugar mama and having her pet and pamper him while he geared up to do it again.
"What game?" you ask, putting his hair and stretching languidly, arching into the touch as he buried his face in your breasts. The stubble on his jaw and cheeks rasping pleasantly on the tender skin.
"Wanna go swimming," he pouted, untying your bottoms and pulling the fabric away tenderly. Gratified to see you were still wet- ready for him.
"I'm getting sore, baby-"
"You like being sore," he teased, sliding a finger through your folds- part of the game. He knows he's being a brat. But he knows you want him to beg a little. Make you feel irrisistable. You like it when he's needy.
"Do I?" you ask, parting your thighs to give him easier access, enjoying the sight of him, half hard and a little tipsy.
"Let me kiss it better?" he pouted. "Give me a little taste? Bet you still taste like me."
"Kiss it better, Beautiful," you sigh, "If you do a good job we'll go shopping- You need a new suit."
"And once again Ladybug and Chat Noir save the day!" you looked in awe at the two superheroes on your TV. They were amazing and pretty much your idols. I mean, why wouldn't they be your idols? They save Paris practically every day!
"Man, how cool would it be if I got to meet them! Especially Chat Noir." You felt your face heat up as you thought of a certain cat superhero, "ahh!" you held your cheeks in your hands and tossed and turned. "I don't have a crush on him." You tried to deny, "for all I know he could be a thirty year old man!"
'You know that doesn't make sense.' Your brain told you, 'he's got way too much energy for a thirty year old man.'
"He's just very active." You argued.
'His voice is a little high.'
"Thirty year old men can have high voices. Ugh! I need some fresh air." You practically threw yourself off of your bed and made your way up the stairs to the roof of the apartment complex your family was living in. You pushed open the heavy metal door to the roof and exited to the cool fresh air. You made your way to the wall on the edge of the roof and let your arms dangle off while you leaned on the wall. Many stories below, you could see cars going and people going through their daily lives. Across the street you saw someone through their window and gave them a cheery wave. They gave a half-hearted wave in return. "Hah, maybe if I created a Chat Noir blog, like Alya's Ladyblog that'd give me an excuse to stalk him. No!" you violently shook your head, "that's weird!"
"What's weird?" you shrieked when you heard the new voice and spun around to look at the roof with your back pressed up against the wall.
"Chat Noir." You couldn't help it as the words tumbled out of your mouth.
"That's me." He grinned, "now what's weird?"
"Ahahaha, nothing, nothing at all." You waved off his question and looked away to try and hide the red glow on your cheeks, "absolutely nothing. Did I mention that it was nothing weird? Yeah, there's nothing weird."
"So what are you doing up here?" he asked and casually walked to where you were standing. Stunned, you watched him walk towards you then sit up on the wall next to you.
"Don't fall off please." You mumbled but then remembered he asked you a question. "Oh! I'm just getting some fresh air up here. It was getting stuffy downstairs." You turned away from him and pressed your hands to your cheeks. Yup, they were burning.
He nodded, "I can see why. All of the people and the cars and tourists. It's not a bad place though."
"Of course not. Just, sometimes you need to get away from it all." You gazed out at the scenery below you again, "what's it like?"
"What's what like?" he questioned in surprise.
"Being a superhero? All of Paris looks up to you." You mused.
He awkwardly laughed, "oh I'm sure not all of Paris. I'm sure all of Paris looks up to Ladybug though." He added quietly.
You looked to your side to see the dejected cat next to you, "if it's any consolation, I prefer you over Ladybug." You grinned.
"You don't need to say that just to make me feel better." He avoided your gaze.
"But it's true!" you protested. You placed your hands on the wall and sat up next to him. The more you talked with him the more you realized how easy it was to talk to him. For a few moments you could forget that he was a celebrity and you were star struck by him and harbored a major crush. "You always have Ladybug's back, I can tell that you're incredibly loyal. Plus, you're super strong! I couldn't imagine being in your position and getting beat up by akumatized villains practically every day."
He looked at you with a smile and you could see his green eyes up close, "thanks." There was a beeping sound and both of your eyes widened. "Oh no, I've got to go. Can I meet you here tomorrow? Same time?" he asked as he stood up on the wall.
"I'll be waiting for you, kitty." You grinned. He smiled back and jumped off to who knows where.
Pairing: OT8 x GN!reader (Please let me know if I accidentally slip up!)
Warnings: violence
Masterlist
“(s/n)? (s/n)!”
You felt someone shake your shoulder and you slapped them off, screaming, “I didn’t kill her!”
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“We’re doing it tonight.” You looked up at Ina who had taken a seat across from you with a tray of food in her hands.
Your eyes widened in surprise and you nearly choked on the viscous gray soup, “already?” you asked as you stared at her in shock, “isn’t it a bit early?”
She didn’t look at you but instead poked at the poor excuse for food that was on her plate, “something’s happening.”
“What is it?” you demanded as you half stood up to try and get closer to her.
Her dark eyes flicked to the side to look at the closest guard, “not so loud.” You felt guilt ricochet through your body and you sat back down, hoping that nobody saw your little outburst. “Trust me on this.”
She finally met eyes with you and you felt your gaze soften as you looked at the brown haired girl in front of you, the white streaks making her look older than she actually was, “I’ll always trust you. I promise.”
She flinched and looked away from you, “don’t say that.”
You couldn’t help but frown at her, she helped you through so much, why was she so against your trust? You genuinely had undying trust in her, she was able to get you out of hairy situations before, and you probably wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for her, so why wouldn’t she let you try and repay it? “But it’s true,” you protested, “I would die for you.”
She screwed her eyes shut, “please don’t say that.” Her voice sounded so pained and it hurt you as well. Who hurt her before so she was like this? “You don’t know what’s going to happen tonight.”
“But neither do you.” You couldn’t help the retort and your sharp glare, it was frustrating how she was still pushing you away, even after everything you’ve gone through together. She was always so independent and you wished you could help take off some of her stress.
She shook her head harshly, as if to clear some thoughts from her head, “if you’re going to promise me something, promise me this.” She looked up to meet your eyes and you could’ve sworn there were silver swirls in the pools of chocolatey brown, “that you will get out of here tonight by any means necessary.”
You paused at her sudden change in atmosphere, and felt yourself cool down. You nodded, you would fight hard to get both of you out tonight, even if that meant punching some people down (not that you’d regret it, they deserved it), “I promise.”
She let out a breath and closed her eyes, when she opened them up again, she gave you a soft smile, “thank you.”
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You nervously fiddled with the keycard Ina had slipped into your hand earlier. You were laying on the lumpy mattress with a thin white sheet over you as a blanket, pretending to be asleep. You heard footsteps from one of the guards who was doing his rounds, and you stilled your fidgeting. You took deep, long breaths to further convince them that you were asleep. It worried you how the footsteps kept on starting and stopping, almost as if the guard was taking a moment to stare into the rooms. You tried to calm the shiver that ran down your spine. You had to be still.
You could hear the footsteps coming closer and closer, and an icy feeling of fear doused your body when you heard the footsteps stop right in front of your room. You could almost feel the heat of the guard’s gaze, and then you heard the slight sound of metal sliding against metal. You desperately wanted to see what was happening, and fought to keep your eyes from opening or screwing shut, making a dead giveaway that you were still awake. There was a soft click, as if the lock on your door had been undone, and then the footsteps continued away.
You waited until you heard the sound of the footsteps disappearing and a door closing, meaning the guard left the wing of rooms you were in. You carefully opened your eyes, and seeing nobody through your window, slowly eased out of the bed. You were silent as you climbed out, careful to not make a sound, and barely pushed on the door. To your surprise, it eased open. This had to be Ina’s doing, you had no idea how she did it, but it had to be.
Looking both ways and seeing the pristine halls dark and quiet, you eased yourself out of the door and shut it behind you, wincing as it made a click as it latched shut. You silently made your way to the end of the hall, crouching so your head wouldn’t be seen through any of the windows to the rooms. It would’ve been bad if someone saw you sneaking out.
You made it to the end of the hall and pulled at the door, slightly disappointed to find it locked tight. You remembered the key card that was clutched in your other hand, and pressed it against the pad next to the door. The red light turned green and the door clicked, signaling it was unlocked. You bit your cheek at the noise that seemed to be deafening in the silence, but pulled open the door and snuck out before anyone noticed. You let it shut softly behind you and looked around. The hall was bathed in an eerie dark blue, but it was silent.
Trying to remain as cat-like as possible, you made your way to your rendezvous point in the cafeteria. When you arrived at the room, you found the door locked, but with a press of the key card, you managed to get in. You closed the door behind you and looked around. Like the rest of the building, it was cold and silent. It was strange to see the normally crowded room devoid of people. The tables and chairs were still up and cast large shadows throughout the room. The window to the kitchen was shuttered closed, and the stacks of trays were filled and piled high, ready for the next day.
There was a light tap on the window to the cafeteria and you nearly jumped out of your skin as you looked to the sound, a hand clasped to your mouth in case you screamed, but to your relief, it was just Ina. You hurried to open the door for her and she snuck in, letting the door lock behind her. “I’m glad you got here safe.” She whispered as she gave you a hug.
“How did you do it?” you asked, you were still in awe at how she was able to get you a key card and get the guard to unlock your room.
“I’ll explain later,” was her hushed response as she made her way to the door leading to the kitchen. She pointed to the pad next to the door, “try it.” With a nod, you pressed the card against the pad and the blinking red light turned green. Ina turned the handle on the door and pushed it open carefully. Seeing nobody there, she hurried in completely and you followed, making sure to close the door behind you.
The dark room was filled with long tables for preparing food, and large appliances of all sorts lined the walls. Ina paid no attention to the contents of the kitchen as she made a beeline to one of the doors. There was a window in the top, very similar to the one that was on the door to the cafeteria, and you let out a gasp as you saw it lead outside. “He was right!” Ina breathed happily as she pushed open the door.
The door clicked and swung open, but the breath of freedom was too good to be true as an alarm started blaring. You froze and watched Ina’s mouth drop in horror, clearly whoever ‘he’ was forgot to mention this would happen. Ina blinked and somehow snapped out of her stupor, grabbing your own hand and rushing outside.
You stumbled at the sudden jerk and you were moments away from crashing face first onto the ground, Ina’s firm grip on your wrist the only thing keeping you from falling, though you were scarily close. Outside the sky was dark, but bright spotlights were dancing along the ground, clearly searching for the two of you.
Your feet made loud slaps against the concrete, but the blaring sirens drowned out the sounds of your footsteps. You looked around, looking for your escape route. Your eyes followed the multiple rows of fences lining the complex. Rings of barbed wire perched menacingly on the top, if you tried to climb that, you’d be caught in no time, and who knows, maybe it was electrically charged as well.
Ina kept on running and pulling you with her. You watched as her dark hair whipped back and forth, her eyes desperately searching for a way out. You felt a cold pit of dread grow in your stomach, she didn’t know what to do from here. Your eyes widened as you watched a spotlight sweep closer and closer to where the two of you were, and gave a large tug on her as you dragged the two of you to the side. She let out a yelp and the two of you fell into a heap, but to your relief, the spotlight swept right past the spot where you were moments before. Your sudden movement wasn’t in vain.
You pulled the two of you back to your feet, and thought to look behind you to see if you were being pursued. Your heart lurched into your throat as you saw people exit out of the door the two of you had escaped out of. “Keep moving!” Ina’s voice shouted as she pushed you forward.
“I’ll fly us out!” you told her and started to call for your wings.
“No!” she shouted and punched your arm, you gasped in shock and felt the magic that was gathering at your back dissipate, “not until we get to the fence.” She pointed to the fence closest to the two of you, “you’ll gather too much attention.” You gestured at the group of people that were behind you, already breathing too hard to talk from running as fast as you could. Even though the sky was dark, the complex was lit up with lights so people working could see, and that meant the two of you were not subtle. They could obviously see the two of you running. “We don’t want more.” She gasped out, also clearly tired from the sudden exertion, but both of you knew stopping was not an option.
There was a bang and a cry behind you. You nearly screamed along as you saw Ina stumble, she was obviously hit. You grabbed her hand and pulled her towards you, so you could help support her as the two of you ran. You focused on the area of the fence she had pointed to, you just needed to get there and you would be free.
There was another bang, another scream from Ina, and she stumbled to the ground. She pushed for you to keep going, but you kept on trying to drag her along. You focused on your magic and summoned your wings. “Don’t wait for me!” Ina yelled as she tried to push you to keep moving without her. Your concentration was broken once again and the soft white-(favorite color) glow disappeared from your back. “Just run and get out of here!”
“I can’t leave you behind!” you told her and pulled her to her feet so the two of you could take shaky steps toward the fence. You could hear Ina’s labored breaths but you kept on pushing, trying to drag her along.
“They’re getting closer,” she gasped out and you pushed yourself to go even faster, but Ina kept on tripping over her feet and you could hardly hold her weight. “Just let me go.”
You gritted your teeth, “no. You’re crazy if you think I’m just going to leave you.” You hoisted her onto your back, giving up on trying to drag her side by side, and pushed yourself forward.
“Please,” you heard her quiet voice next to your ear, and she sounded so broken. “Save yourself.”
“Stop it!” you shouted back at her, your eyes narrowing as you somehow found new energy to keep on moving and began half-running at a brisker pace. You weren’t sure how you were going to summon your wings with her on your back, but you’d figure that out when you got to the fence.
You heard another pained scream and Ina’s sudden movement from the pain caused her to slip off your back. You grasped for her and looked behind to see her fallen on the ground, curled up in pain. You rushed to her side, determined to get the two of you to safety.
Her dark eyes were filled with tears as she told you, “any means necessary.” Your heart sank as you thought about what she said, you thought she meant using force to get out, not leaving her behind. “You promised me!” and her eyes seemed to glow a light purple before you felt some other force pull you away from her. You tried to fight it and fight to her side. You needed to rescue her as well! She was going to die for you and this was not how you imagined the night would go. You wanted to get both of you out. But despite your struggles, it seemed like someone else was controlling your body as you ran away from your only friend.
You watched in horror as the guards caught up to her and she was dragged back, her head hanging limp. Your wings were called into existence on your back. A soft white-(f/c) glow put a target on your back as streams of pixeled light descended from the sky and pieced your wings together. You felt the slight weight of your wings fall into place, and without waiting you took off into the air. Your wings propelling you with forceful bursts above and past the fence keeping you in.
But as you were flying away from the facility known as District 9, some unknown force keeping you from turning back to rescue your friend, a thought ricocheted through your mind. She lied to you.
AN: I am still losing my mind over purple-haired Bang Chan. He looked so good with it!! If anyone ever wants to talk about Stray Kids with me, I'd love to chat!
