His hands trembled as he held you close, desperate to feel your warmth for the last time.
Eugene took in a breath and pressed his forehead against yours.
"Please… don't go…"
The falter in his plea shattered your aching heart.
You loved him.
Cared deeply for him.
However, you belonged to someone else. Someone who had a suffocating leash wrapped around your neck.
"Eugene, I…"
Before you could finish, he captured your lips, passion exuding with every caress of his tongue.
Succumbing to your own desires, you returned his kiss with need and urgency. Both of you desperately clung on to each other — not wanting to let go. You thread your fingers through your secret lover's golden mane as he pressed his hips into your own.
Oh, how much you were going to miss playing with his soft hair.
How much you were going to miss the love of your life.
"I… I can't."
With a final kiss on his lips, you pulled away as sorrow fell upon his solemn, pale face. Eugene cupped your tear-soaked cheeks as his eyes plead for you to stay.
You closed your eyes, leaning into the tenderness of his touch before stepping away entirely and began to head towards the door.
"No... Don't." Eugene begged, shaking his head as you saw the brilliance of his eyes become dull with dejection.
The image of his crestfallen form now burnt into your memory, you quickly turned your back to him as you stammered your goodbye before leaving the room.
"I'm sorry."
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A/N: For my Eugene stans. I was in a mood tonight and quickly whipped this up. Hope you enjoyed this little drabble x
I feel the need. A need for Ethan x Reader x Eugene
Hope this piece satisfies your need 😉 😏
I’ve been dying to complete this one for AGES! It’s finally done! 😅
Also tagging @alloveroliver-ash! I remember you were keen on reading this one!
Enjoy, lovelies!! 😘 😘
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N.B. All Characters in this fic are aged up (18+)
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The Teacher’s Lounge - Ethan x Reader x Eugene
* image from LucyDreams, Dangerous Fellows
Word Count: 1,702 [ edited ]
NSFW
Warning: Smut . Minor M/M . Ass Play / Anal . Profanity (18+)
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“Man…! I. Am. FAMISHED!!”
Eugene stretched out his arms with a heavy groan before linking his fingers together, cupping them at the base of his head. With a spring in his step, he followed after his dark-haired friend down the lengthy corridor - eagerly eyeing him with curiosity.
The blonde rubbed his hands together with excitement at the prospect of finding something delectable to fill his grumbling belly.
Ethan maintained his gaze in the direction of their destination — his nonchalant expression giving nothing away.
“Yeah…”
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The moonlight bounced off your feminine curves as you waited patiently on a sofa in the teacher’s lounge. Feeling poised and provocative, you had one hand resting underneath your head as the other toyed with the hem of the fine fabric of your lace panties; the only item of clothing that covered your most intimate body part.
The door finally slid open and you greeted the two men with a vibrant smile — one of them completely taken aback by your delicious form.
“Hi, Eugene~”
The hooded male stood there with his mouth agape, unable to look away from your beautiful figure. He always thought that you were utterly breathtaking; however, seeing you unexpectedly naked before him took him by surprise.
Ethan placed his hands on Eugene’s shoulders and nudged him through the doorway, locking it behind him in the process.
Licking your lips, you beamed at them. Your eyelids narrowed into a sultry gaze as you gestured the men to come forward, “Hungry?”
Without hesitation, Ethan prowled towards you - carnal gems blazing with desire. His athletic physique towered over you before capturing your eager lips with fervent need. He maneuvered himself on top, fitting perfectly between your legs. Ethan began moving his pelvis up against your core and you mewled with delight, digging your fingernails into his back - consumed with unadulterated pleasure.
Eugene watched his friends embrace in a heated dance. Hips gyrating, tongues tangling, soft groans of lust-filled the entirety of the room. He could feel himself harden with arousal as his amber orbs remained fixated on your sensual movements. The melody of your wanton moans sent a shiver up his spine, beckoning him to seize the role as the conductor to such sweet music.
He shook his head, snapping out of his daze and strode towards the sofa — determination lit within his stare.
“Okay, okay…!” He grabbed onto Ethan’s jacket and hauled him off you.
Ethan willingly sat back, a tiny smirk on his handsome face as he allowed his friend to take control.
Eugene hovered over you, cupping your jawline. He gently grazed his lips upon your own, tickling them as he spoke, “Did you miss me, (Y/N)?”
Captivated by the fire burning in his brilliant eyes, you answered him with a breathy, “Yes…”
Before you knew it, he was all over you. Kissing you with intense passion as he threw off his jacket with haste. You were at his mercy, moaning lewdly into his mouth. His tongue laced with your own, dancing together salaciously… a dance that you had desperately yearned for over the past few days.
Deciding that things should progress further, Ethan knelt down behind Eugene and pressed up against his ass. Rocking his hips at a steady pace, Ethan roamed his large hands on either side of the blonde’s thighs. The pressure of his touch soon made its way to the bulge beneath the young man’s trousers and Eugene huffed lustfully, relishing in the pleasure that the other male was giving him.
Eugene suddenly broke away from your embrace, panting laboriously as Ethan swiftly unzipped his pants and began to work his palm all over Eugene’s rigid cock - the pumping motion mimicking his own thrusts.
Aroused by the sight of his gratified expression, you ran your tongue over Eugene’s lips before turning over onto on your hands and knees.
With your pussy in full view, both men gave each other a knowing look and repositioned themselves. Eugene remained behind you as he proceeded to remove the rest of his attire. Ethan freed himself from the confinement of his pants and stood before your parted lips.
Quivering with excitement, you flicked your saliva-coated tongue along the slit of his tip before taking him whole. You sucked enthusiastically, tasting the saltiness of his essence as Ethan began to face-fuck you with hard snaps of his hips. He inhaled through his teeth and grasped a fist full your hair, thrusting deeper into your avid mouth — asserting his dominance… and you loved every bit of it.
“Mmm…AH!”
A muffled mewl slips past your lips as you felt a gentle nip over your unclad sex.
Eugene had slid your panties halfway down your thighs and licked a stripe from your clit to your well-lubricated entrance. He teased your cunt with light strokes of his tongue before grabbing either side of your hips and burying his face into your wetness.
Goosebumps scattered all over your bare skin, your senses overwhelmed by the two men pleasuring you on either end of your body. You could feel the heat within your core inch closer and closer to your release until Eugene unexpectedly plunged his length into your pussy.
The corner of Ethan’s lips curled up into a smug grin as he watched his friend immerse himself in heady passion, attempting to match his rhythmic grind.
“Come for me, (Y/N). I want to feel you clench around my cock…”
Eugene’s demand sent you into a frenzy and you no longer had control of your body.
The intensity of your orgasm halted both men as they allowed you to indulge in the sweet ecstasy that electrified your entire body. You were tingling all over with satisfaction as your vaginal walls pulsated around Eugene — drool trickling down your chin.
“Let me taste her.”
Once more, you were flipped onto your back, writhing against Ethan’s ravenous tongue as he stretched your legs out wide. He lapped in between your slick folds — devouring you with expertise. Eugene’s warm lips encased your nipple, feverishly licking and sucking the pert nub. He kept one hand wrapped around his girth, stroking casually as he watched Ethan lavish your cunt in a rapacious manner.
Feeling your legs tremble within his grasp, Ethan flickered his tongue over your slit before driving it deep within your hole. You could barely voice your delight as Eugene stifled your moans with his two digits, languidly finger-fucking your avid mouth — purposely quieting your salacious tune.
Both men were relentless — striving to reach the peak of your climax for the second time.
Panting with unbridled joy, you felt your body temperature rise and that familiar sensation blooming within your core as your pussy ached for a more sizeable type of penetration. As much as you didn’t want the men to stop, you regretfully pulled away from their touch.
Biting down on your lower lip, you eyed your lovers with a hooded gaze; tousling your hair so it could fall seductively over to one side. As if reading your lascivious thoughts, Ethan stripped off the rest of his clothes and sat up against the sofa — his firm cock, erect and on show. Arms draped around his neck, you straddled him with ease before peering over your shoulder, enticing Eugene to join in.
“Greedy girl… Do you want me too?” The golden-hair male chuckled and knelt down on the floor behind you, acknowledging you with a mischievous smile. “Then lift that ass up for me, (Y/N)…”
Obeying his command, you jutted your derrière towards his gorgeous face while keeping Ethan inside you. Ethan glided his callous hands down your torso before cupping either side of your ass cheeks, separating them apart and exposing you entirely.
“Nnhhgg…”
The lewdness of your mewl made both men groan, sensuously. Ethan guided your hips back and forth as you rode his dick, while Eugene prepped your asshole — licking and fingering it, meticulously. You slowed your pace down and steadied your breathing, attempting to relax your muscles. Satisfied, Eugene stood up and lined the head of his cock to your ass.
Resting your head on your arm, you sighed into Ethan’s ear as you felt pressure teasing at your most taboo entrance.
“You ready, (Y/N)?”
Double penetration had been on your mind all afternoon and you couldn’t help but mewl a gratified “Yess!” as Eugene inched himself into the tightness of your anus. The initial pain was all too familiar as he stretched your anal walls with his thickness. You arms fell on either side of Ethan onto the sofa and you sank teeth into his shoulder, prompting a gritted hiss from the man as you tried to suppress a loud, lustful moan.
The blonde’s unhurried thrusts soon became pleasurable and you were panting breathlessly into the crook of Ethan’s neck. Squeezing your ass cheeks, Ethan kept you in place as he slammed his length into the moistness of your cunt — in sync with Eugene’s movements.
“Ooohh… Fuuuck…”
The delicious sensation of having both these beautiful men fuck you simultaneously was blissfully dizzying. You felt fulfillment… complete, as it had been too long since you had any moment of intimacy together.
Desperately seeking your release, Ethan and Eugene quickened their pace; growling, grunting and grinding as their animalistic urges took control. Glistening beads of sweat dripped down your heated body and it wasn’t long until euphoria consumed you once more.
As you screamed with ecstasy, both men followed suit with their own, filling you up to the brim with the warmth of their climax.
The three of you collapsed into a heap, basking in the aftermath of your erotic tango.
Ethan relaxed onto the sofa, his head resting on the armchair. You slinked yourself on top of his chiseled form, panting heavily… still floating down from your orgasmic high. Eugene slumped back down onto the floor, sitting upright. He tipped his head back, shooting you a boyishly-cute smile and you kissed your lover’s lips, adoringly.
Closing your eyes, you all embraced the peacefulness of the room until Eugene perked his head up - raising an eyebrow towards Ethan.
Hi! I was wondering if you could do an imagine with Eugene x female reader with unexpected pregnancy? You choose if it's after the apocalypse or in it! I love this blog💕
Beautiful @rachelfischbach, Part I is finally done! I’m so sorry it took so long! I really wanted this one to be perfect because you were just a gem to chat to while discussing deets with this request. I hope you enjoy it and I’ll get working on Part II & III. Lots of love xx 😘
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Unexpected : PART I - Eugene x Reader
* image from Lucydreams, Dangerous Fellows
Word Count: 4,026
Angst
Warning: Profanity (18+)
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“Is everything ok, (Y/N)?”
There was a soft knock on the cubical door.
Sitting idly on the toilet, you stared blankly at the graffitied wooden panel in front of you; unsure of how to answer your anxious friend. Burying your head in your hands, you let out a forlorn sigh.
“Judy! I’m 2 weeks late!” Yanking your pants up, you pushed the door open and let her slather hand sanitiser all over your palms.
“Maybe your body is just under a lot of stress? That’s probably why your cycle hasn’t…”
“Not two weeks late though!” You threw your head back, exasperated – interrupting her.
“Eugene and I… We’re not exactly careful…”
How is he going to react?
Judy placed a gentle hand on your trembling shoulder, reassuring you with a sympathetic smile, “You need to tell him.”
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The ethereal moonlight illuminated the classroom that you and Eugene both shared. Bathing in the aftermath of your night of passion, you rested your head on your boyfriend’s warm chest; twining and tangling your fingers with his playfully. He kissed your temple softly and you felt a pang of nervousness in the pit of your stomach as Judy’s voice echoed in the back of your mind. You let out a heavy sigh, attempting to shake her out of your head.
“What? My kiss not good enough?” Eugene chuckled as he watched you sit up; caressing your arm gently with the back of his fingers.
Clutching the blanket to your breasts, you furrowed your brows and met his amber orbs with apprehension. The smile on his face faded once he saw your quivering lips.
“Hey? Is everything ok?” He settled beside you and wrapped his arms around your waist; sincerity evident upon his boyish face.
Averting your gaze, you gnawed on your lower lip; contemplating over your words.
“Eugene, I think I’m…” Pausing for a moment, you studied his facial expression. Your boyfriend watched you earnestly, encouraging you to continue with a small nod. “I… I’m pregnant.”
“What?” The golden-haired male stared at you blankly, searching for any hint of humour in your anxious eyes. “How?”
You scoffed at his question, irritated at the fact that he couldn’t put two-and-two together.
“Well, that’s what happens when you have unprotected sex, Eugene. You fall pregnant.”
You were furious with yourself for responding to him in such a sardonic manner – guilt consuming you entirely. It was a harsh reality check towards the stunned male and his brows furrowed instantly at your shrewish remark.
“I’m not an idiot, (Y/N)! Shit! I’m just… I’m just shocked. I wasn’t expecting this at all!”
Tensive silence fell between the both of you.
After what felt like hours, Eugene stood up. His body language screaming with disbelief as he began to dress himself. Shoving his hands into the pockets of his jacket, he wandered towards the door - your delicate voice halting him in his tracks.
“Where are you going? Don’t you want to talk about this?”
You felt wetness welling up in the corner of your eyes as you inhaled deeply, attempting to calm your heartache and nerves caused by his unexpected reaction.
“I… I can’t right now. I just need some air.”
As Eugene slid the door shut, you fell onto the floor in a heap - dejected. You huddled into a tight foetal position and allowed the emotions to pour out from your shattered heart, your hands muffling your doleful cries.
A waterfall of tears pooled onto the cold hardwood floor. You stared down at your belly with clouded eyes, remorse and sadness consuming every inch of your body. Peeling your shaking hands reluctantly from your lips, you held your tummy just below your navel; trying your hardest to convey all the warmth and affection you could muster for the little being growing inside of your womb.
I don’t know if I can do this without him, little one…
Deep down you knew that Eugene wouldn’t take the news too well; hence, you prolonged announcing it to him. You feared that you would lose him completely. That he would no longer want you… or your baby.
Has your worst fears become reality?
Maybe your expectations for a better future was unrealistic.
Maybe the notion of raising a child in this godforsaken world was just too simplistic.
Maybe… maybe you were just naive.
The twisted ache in your heart trembled beneath your chest as the thought of losing Eugene over an unwanted pregnancy was too painful to bear.
“Please… don’t leave me…”
Gazing down at your hunched over belly, you exhaled with overbearing pain and stammered, “Don’t leave us…”
Your quiet plea was left unheard and you cried once more, hugging your abdomen tightly. As moments passed by, you let out a mournful sigh; blinking your tears back. With a gentle caress of your belly, you made a silent promise to your unborn child. A promise that you will protect them, no matter what the costs may be.
You fluttered your swollen eyes shut, attempting to sleep – waiting for your boyfriend to return.
The crisp air embraced your shivering form before the morning rays eventually warmed up the empty room, welcoming a new day… a day where you awoke with no partner by your side.
And as days soon became weeks, you both never spoke about that night again.
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The winter breeze whipped the strands of your (h/c) hair across your solemn features as you sat out on the rooftop, watching idly towards the mist-covered city - overridden by mindless zombies. Alone, you hugged your knees to your chest; shielding your belly from the cold as you nibbled on the chocolate bar that was rationed during the afternoon meeting.
“You’re going to catch a cold if you stay up here for too long.”
The irritated tone of the man you yearned for snapped you out of your listless stare. Your heart skipped a beat and you tilted your head to the direction of the entrance as Eugene stepped out onto the concrete, his presence - apathetic and sombre. Relieved to see him safe and unharmed from his supply run, you managed a tiny smile as you watched him stop right at your feet.
“Here.”
He thrusts a small water bottle, a large bag of crisps and a protein bar your way, “Found these at a nearby store. You need to eat.”
Peering up to meet his vacant gaze, you gathered the snacks and crossed your legs to place them in your lap.
He was expressionless.
You missed his charming smile and the sound of his spirited laugh. His lack of emotion broke your heart as you only wished to see him beam at you once more.
“Thanks…”
Averting your eyes, you began to fiddle with the ends of your hair anxiously; fearful of the constant rejection as you craved for his company. “Do you have food? I mean, we can shar-“
“I’m fine. You’re eating for two.”
His abrupt words were a painful reminder of your current relationship status. If you tried to strike up a conversation, he would generally cut you off mid-sentence or walk away from you. During meals, you now sat with Judy and Sue while he would be with Zion or on his own. You hated this feeling… this constant ache in your chest. Dropping your head, you struggled to fight back the tears from this continuous isolation.
Suddenly, a familiar warmth enveloped your shoulders as the comforting scent of Eugene embraced your senses, protecting you from the bitter cold. Your body relaxed into the residual heat that emanated from his jacket before perking up to see the blonde heading towards the door.
“You should really get inside, (Y/N). Unless you want to freeze to death out here.”
The rhythm of your heart thrummed happily as you toyed with the zipper of the garment fondly. You let out a soft giggle as your lips curled up affectionately. His words were crass, but it was enough for you to know that he still cared.
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Emerging from Judy’s room, you rubbed your weary eyes and yawned.
Urgh… Why am I so tired this morning?
Your tiny bump was hidden underneath your jacket and you gazed down at your torso, humming softly. An expression graced with a grin as wide as a Cheshire Cat’s, your face emanating with blooming love at your growing tummy.
You must be taking up all of Mummy’s energy, little one.
You gave your distended belly a little rub ‘hello’ before stopping in front of Eugene’s classroom, staring longingly at the wooden door. You couldn’t remember how many nights it had been since you’ve slept in the same room together. The loneliness you had endured was finally too much to bear and it led you to ultimately accept your best friend’s invitation to stay with her instead.
Letting out a dispirited sigh, you began your way to Classroom 1-C.
As you entered the general meeting room, you noticed Judy and Zion engrossed in what seemed to be a serious conversation. Intrigued, you began your way towards them until you felt a gentle hand tap on your shoulder.
“Good morning, (Y/N). Would you mind preparing the food before I commence today’s meeting?”
Lawrence greeted you with a kind smile.
“Sure, Lawrence.”
Pivoting on your heels, you accepted the job and strode back out the door.
“Oi! Wait Up! I’ll come help!”
Recognising the male voice hailing you down, you spun your head around just as you were about to enter the food storage room. A soft smile grew upon your face as Zion approached - his crimson hair bouncing as he jogged down the hallway.
The two of you began to ration the morning meals for all eleven people residing in the school and you sighed, realising that there would only be enough for the next week or so.
“I know it’s soon, but I think we’ll need to go on another food hunt.”
“Yeah… This doesn’t look like it’s gonna last for very long.” Zion nodded in concurrence to your suggestion, “We should let Lawrence know when we get back.”
As you lined the items in a small cardboard box to take back, the redhead perched himself on a desk adjacent to you - capturing your attention.
“So, this thing between you and Eugene has been going on for waay too long.”
Legs crossed on the desk, Zion propped his elbow on his knee - chin resting in his palm. His golden orbs were fuelled with genuine concern; an expression familiar to you way back when you both had dated as teens.
“The guy is like, my idiot brother. He’s my compadre and he won’t even confide in me.” He sighed, furrowing his eyebrows sympathetically, “It’s been months, (Y/N)… What happened between you two?”
Exhaling deeply, you dropped your gaze to your feet; contemplating on what to say to your friend.
“I… It’s a little personal.” You decided not to tell him the truth as to why Eugene hadn’t spoken to you, “It’s not like I wanted this, you know. He seems to want space, so I’m giving that to him.”
A flooding warmth glazed your (e/c) eyes as you tipped your head back, rejecting the unshed tears from falling.
“I miss being with him…” The note in your voice went quiet. You grit your teeth, finally coming to terms with your worse fears, “Zion… I don’t know if he loves me anymore.”
As your emotions washed over your shaking form, you sobbed uncontrollably; burying your moistened face into your trembling hands.
If even Zion had noticed the distance between Eugene and yourself, then it would obviously be evident amongst your friends. This notion tore your heart in two and the hope you held onto was beginning to fade.
Why is he still avoiding me? I mean, he’s half responsible for… for this!
You laced your arms around your waist as you let the tears stream down your cheeks.
Why does it feel like this is punishment for falling pregnant?
I hate what he’s doing to me! I hate feeling so hopeless!
You soon felt arms wrap around you - strong and gentle. That comforting feeling was followed by a gentle pressure on top of your head as Zion nestles his cheek upon you. It was very uncharacteristic of him to be compassionate; however, you welcomed the embrace, nuzzling into his broad chest.
“I’m worried about you guys. I’m worried about you, (Y/N)…” He placed his large hands over your shoulders and pulled away - smiling tenderly. “You know, if it’s any consolation, I’ve seen that moron stare at you from time to time. He looks like a man in love to me.”
“Thanks, Zion. I needed that.” Using the ends of your sleeve to wipe away the tears, you managed a weak smile.
His crimson hair blazed from the morning sun shining through the half-boarded windows - a sure grin across his porcelain face.
“Let’s head back. I’ll talk to him if I get the chance.”
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“It has been brought to my attention that we are low on food.”
Lawrence pushed up his round specs as he explained the dire situation to everyone gathered in 1-C.
“I will personally go out for this supply run and if you don’t mind, Ethan, I’d like you to assist me as well.”
Ethan nodded his head in agreement, his usual nonchalant face never giving away his thoughts.
“Zion and I will come too. We know exactly how much food is needed to keep us going for another few months.”
Eager to help - and to get some much-needed fresh air - you shot Lawrence a look of determination and he accepted your voluntary offer with a warm smile.
“YOU CAN’T GO!”
All eyes fixated on Eugene, who had been quiet since the commencement of the meeting. He shifted awkwardly and averted his gaze from everyone else, “I mean… I’ll go instead of (Y/N)… I remember which store has the most food supply from the last run.”
YOU CAN NOT BE SERIOUS?
You took a deep inhale before contending your cause.
“I already have the inventory memorised. It’ll be easier if I go. Just tell us where this place is.”
Folding your arms across your chest, you narrowed your eyes at him - refusing to back down. You needed to get out of the confines of the school, cabin fever beginning to eat away at your sanity.
Eugene shot you an insistent glare, “It’s been a while since you’ve been out there. It’ll be faster if I go since we had to make new safe routes to different locations.”
“Well, obviously it’s been a while! You keep butting in before I could even volunteer to go into town!”
“It’s because you’re more suited for yard and hallway patrols than outside. Zion and I-“
“EXCUSE ME? MORE SUITED? CARE TO EXPLAIN, EUGENE?”
Your temper erupted as rage crept up your neck. A scarlet hue to complement your angered face.
You were fuming!
You had barely spoken even a few sentences together for months and you couldn’t believe that he had dared to claim that you were not ‘suited’ for supply runs.
Shocked by your outburst, Eugene froze with his mouth agape - speechless.
Vexed by his stubbornness, you sprung to your feet and curled your fingers into a fist, “I’ve been cooped up in here for ages because you keep making excuses as to why I can’t go! I. AM. DONE. HERE!”
You stormed towards the door before turning your gaze at Lawrence, who sat there dumbfounded by the situation, “I’ll prepare my bag and I’ll meet you guys at the gate.”
A pair of footsteps raced after you as you exited the classroom, furious with what had transpired.
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Slamming the door open to Judy’s room, you gathered your essentials with sheer frustration; preparing for your trip out into town - Eugene hot on your tail.
“I’m going on this food run and that’s FINAL!”
“LIKE HELL YOU ARE! Not in your state!”
Anger surged through your veins and you snapped your head back to scowl at the man you hopelessly yearned to be with again. You desired nothing more than to be enveloped in his arms; however, at this moment, he was the last person you wanted to see.
“MY STATE? Are we actually going to talk about ‘my state’? After you walked out on me that night I told you I was pregnant, you have NO SAY in the decisions I make.”
Motioning an imaginary circle around your growing belly, you glared at him with indignation, “This? This right here is going to happen whether you like it or not. However, me being pregnant shouldn’t hinder me from going out on runs, and I for one will NOT let a man dictate that. Especially someone who hasn’t been there for me emotionally for the past few months.”
Maintaining eye contact, you curled your hands into a fist once more and let out a stuttering sigh before continuing your outburst, “I needed you, Eugene. My body is changing. I’ve been nauseous and hungry, and I just needed my boy-… I just needed you to hold me… To tell me that everything will be okay and that we can survive in this damned world with a baby. But all you’ve done was avoided the situation. Avoided me! You’ve shut yourself away instead of working this out together. It’s selfish and cowardly, and…”
Biting your lower lip, you stopped yourself from saying any more in fear that you may regret it later.
“You know what? Just… Just, forget it…”
Exasperated, you swung your backpack over your shoulder and made your way towards the exit until Eugene suddenly grabs your wrist. His irritated expression fell into distraught, remorse evident in his crestfallen gaze; unable to form the words that he wanted to convey.
Instead, he manoeuvred his hand to hold your own; caressing your knuckles gently with the pad of his thumb. His eyes remained fixated on the feel of your skin against his, clearly missing the physical connection as he displayed a long-awaited sign of affection.
All the anger was swept away with his touch alone and you desperately wanted to throw your arms around him - to feel the warmth of the man you love so dearly. With all the emotional agony he had put you through, you desired to know only one thing.
Cupping his cheek with your free hand, you guided his gaze to meet yours - searching for answers.
“Do you love me?”
Your whisper had caught him off guard and he looked at you with slight apprehension, his vibrant orbs suddenly glazed with tears.
“(Y/N)… I-”
The hesitation in his voice shattered your heart and you withdrew yourself away from him completely - lips quivering in trepidation.
Why would he hesitate?
Does he doubt his love for me now?
Why do I keep allowing him to make me feel this way?
It felt like the ground beneath you would give way – enticing you to fall into the welcoming sense of oblivion. A nauseating sensation began to churn within the pit of your stomach and you felt like you were going to be sick. Before all of this happened, Eugene was always so affectionate, always doting; his love was unconditional, and he would always express that to you.
If he feels nothing for me… for us, then I will love you with everything that I have, little one!
You subconsciously, placed your hands over your belly - safeguarding your child.
A cocktail of emotions whirled through your mind and you could no longer hold back the tears. The sadness resonated in your voice as you whispered.
“Actually, no… don’t answer that. I don’t think my heart can handle the constant rejection.”
Anger, sorrow, and hopelessness consumed your entirety as you sprinted out the door; not wanting to look back at the remorse shrouded upon Eugene’s tear-stricken face.
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Zion looked up at the window where his friend remained, watching you and the others exit the school gate. The redhead gave Eugene a reassuring nod. An unspoken promise to make sure that you remained safe and unharmed. The hooded male caught his gaze and motioned his head in return before focusing his melancholy eyes on you; wishing that he had seized the chance to apologise, to tell you how he genuinely felt about everything… to have tried harder to live up to the man you needed him to be.
Desperately longing that he had returned to you that night he left you.
Eugene slammed his fist against the window, angered at what he believed was a cowardly act. He should have told you that he was anxious and scared… scared that he wouldn’t be good enough to be a father. Ultimately, his life would change with ‘baby’ in the picture and he was unsure of whether he was ready to fulfil such an intimidating role.
Eugene’s breath stammered as he mentally beat himself down at how selfish and inconsiderate he had been these past few months. He couldn’t imagine what you would have gone through. He could only assume that you weren’t ready to become a mum yourself. That you were also afraid of the future ahead.
The painful guilt he felt for abandoning you during such a daunting and vulnerable time ate away at his conscience. Regret devoured his entire being and he felt utterly pathetic that he was unable to express how much you truly mean to him.
As you disappeared around the corner of the gate, he placed his hands on the frosted glass - attempting to reach out to you in a desperate hope that you would feel his undying love for you.
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The suffocating silence in 1-C was deafening.
Witnessing the scene of only two of the four hurtling back into the gates stunned everyone into paralysis. Inundated by a swarm of zombies, Lawrence and Ethan were forced to cut the search short; unfortunately resulting in you and Zion becoming separated from them. With darkness threatening their safety, the two men had to retreat back to the school with heavy hearts.
Eugene stood there in disbelief before a flood of remorse washed over his trembling body. He hunched over, winded from the news. Clutching his hand over his shirt, his breath grew rapid as his heart hammered underneath his ribcage - the pain overwhelming to bear.
“(Y/N)…”
The whisper of your name was meek, agonising, and sad - he couldn’t believe that you were gone.
Images of your enchanted smile bombarded his mind and his breath hitched within his throat, torn at the thought he may not ever see it again.
I shouldn’t have let her go! I should have forced her to stay!
Internally screaming at himself with regret, moisture glazed over Eugene’s eyes; threatening to escape as guilt began to tear at his soul.
His legs froze on the spot, overcome with mind-numbing despair. His thoughts, running a million miles an hour; uncertain of how he’d ever be able to live on without you by his side.
It’s because of me… This is all my fault!
FUCK! How could I have been so stupid?
You were no longer within the safe haven of the school building… no longer within reach of his grasp.
I… I’m the reason she wanted to leave.
It’s all my fault… IT’S ALL MY FUCKING FAULT!
Why did I let myself become the reason she wanted to leave?
The blood in the young man’s face drained as his whole world began to crumble. The chance to prove to you that he loves you and that he would try his damn hardest to step up to his responsibilities were ripped away from him.
But if Lawrence said that they got separated, maybe…
Heart pounding, his eyes widened with sudden realisation as he muttered to himself - adamant with his decision.
“I need to see for myself!”
Before anyone could stop him, Eugene had grabbed his bag, readied a weapon and bolted out the gate alone in search for you and his unborn child.
I was like, “How do I go about this and still make it a short scenario at the same time?” I hope this is ok @winged-reaper 😘Thank you for your kind words and for sending in the request ✌️ 💓 *huggles*
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500 Followers Prompt Event
Eugene x Reader
Fluff / Sinful Smut
“Hold my hand tight. I’ll protect you.” / “Show me where you want to be touched.”
Warning: Smut . Profanity (18+)
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You scrambled up frantically without any time to brush the dirt off your scuffed knees.
Fuck! They’re everywhere!
A very distraught Eugene reached out to you, “Hold my hand tight. I’ll protect you.”
You grabbed onto your boyfriend and together, you bolted to the gate; Eugene clearing a path way with whatever strength he could muster, avoiding the savage mouths of the zombies.
Panic-stricken, the other’s coaxed you both to hurry and you finally threw yourselves into safety unharmed.
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You watched Eugene tend to the grazes on your knees as you sat on top of a desk in his room. His brows furrowed in annoyance as he cleaned the dirt and blood with salve. You adored how attentive and caring he was towards you; always there when you needed him most. A flashback of what had just happened bombarded your mind and you began to weep uncontrollably; the thought of possibly losing your lives today just became all too real.
“(Y/N)?”
Eugene had just finished dressing your wound when he heard your quiet sobbing. He stood up and wrapped his arms around your trembling form, guiding you into his chest as he combed his fingers through you hair. He rested his cheek on your head, holding you tight.
“If you would’ve listened to me in the first place, you wouldn’t have gotten yourself hurt!” Hearing your whimpering elevated, he let out an exasperated sigh and he decided to change his tone of voice, “But… we’re safe now. We made it back alive.”
Eugene cupped you rosy cheek; gently stroking along your jawline before nudging your chin up to meet his warm amber gaze. He stared lovingly into your tear-strewn eyes, “We’re here together and I WILL protect you, always.”
With tenderness, he wiped the wetness from your face with his sleeve. You let out a heavy exhale and smiled up at him, feeling the devotion that he was exuding.
“I love you, Eugene.”
“I love you, (Y/N).”
Your lips met in a feverish kiss, both desperate to taste on another’s heated passion. Your tongue danced and twirled in his mouth and you moaned lustfully, gripping firmly onto his back.
“I need you…” You were breathless, craving for more.
Eugene lingered away from your lips, “Then…” His affectionate eyes, bright with fiery desire, “Show me where you want to be touched.”
You felt yourself ache within the depth of your core by his words and you placed your hand over his immediately.
His caress was hot, as you lead him down to your breast. He paused there, kneading you ever-so gently, tweaking your nipple in the process. You mewled with delight, melting under his touch.
“Show me more…” He cooed, fixated on your hooded sultry eyes.
You moved him down towards your belly.
“More…” Enjoying this little foreplay, his chest began to heave - feeling his trousers tighten from arousal.
Eugene groaned as you guided his hand down your pants, his fingertips now wet with your essence.
He had gotten rid of you anxiety and replaced it with overwhelming sexual need.
Sinful moans escaped your lips as Eugene rubbed eagerly at your clit, stroking that sensitive spot that he was always so good at finding. You began to swell under his touch and soon enough his digits were thrusting inside your supple cunt.
Lewd sounds of your juices echoed around the room as Eugene finger-fucked you; pleasuring you until you begged for penetration and release.
For the Valentine's day prompts could I do 💋 with some sappy Eugene?
Love me some sappy Eugene! Hope you enjoy lovely feline~ @little-dreamer
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Valentine’s Day Prompts
Eugene x Kisses/Cuddles x Fluff
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The hallway was dark and ominous as we patrolled the lower floor of the school. The soft moonlight streaming through the gaps between the boarded-up windows provided the area with just enough light to safely guide us during our night watch together.
The silence between us was new, it was clear that she was still shaken from the events that had taken place in the karaoke room during our supply run two days prior… The loss of Jay didn’t exactly help lessen her growing anxiety either.
Her small frame appears so fragile and vulnerable, it looks as if she’d crumble from the slightest touch. The once bright and bubbly girl I came to know seems non-existent at this point. I’d give anything to see her smile whole-heartedly again, to see her beam from excitement once more, just like she did when she saw that claw machine.
Suddenly, I turned my head towards (Y/N). Her unexpected gasp snapping me out of my train of thought. My gaze follows hers to a zombie unusually close to the windows, it’s face dragging along the wooden boards.
As it came towards us, I notice a fairly wide gap in one of the windows, putting us in clear view of the monster. Too late to run away without initiating attention, I hastily grab (Y/N)’s arm, pinning her to the wall before placing my index finger upon her lips. As the zombie draws closer, I press my body against hers, shielding her frightened form while silently praying to blend into the walls as it moved past.
She continues to shake violently, clearly traumatised from the sight of them as she reaches out to wrap her arms around me. I look down surprised yet understanding of her actions and notice her trembling lips threatening to break out into a sob. I felt helpless, unable to console her while the zombie was still within earshot. However, as soon as it was out of sight, I was finally able to wrap my arms around her. I squeeze her tight, hoping to release all of her anxiety from a single embrace.
“It’s ok, it’s gone now… I’m here.” I whisper frantically.
I feel (Y/N) bury her face into my chest, her shaking now slowly subsiding within my hold. Blood rushes to the surface of my cheeks, unable to hide my affection from her dependency as I tighten our embrace. I wait patiently for her to calm down before she withdraws herself from my grasp. She looks up at me as I gently tuck a lock of hair behind her ear before wiping the tears threatening to escape from the sides of her beautiful (e/c) eyes. She grabs hold of my hand, keeping it placed against her flushed cheeks before leaning against my touch.
“Thank you, Eugene… For saving me that day too.” She whispered before finally flashing me the gorgeous smile I’ve come to miss dearly.
Overcome with utmost love for her, I lean in and place my lips upon hers bringing her in to a passionate kiss. I feel her arms wrap behind my neck as she pulls me closer, deepening the kiss. We both pull away, breathless yet smiling ear to ear.
“Thank you too.” I whisper as I place a light kiss on her knuckles.
“For what?” She questions, a puzzled expression gracing her face.
“For being here.”
Her face glows before tearing up again, this time from utter happiness. She embraces me again and I return the act immediately, chuckling into her soft (h/c) hair at her adorable reaction. When she looks up again, I kiss her once more and we stay in each other’s arms until the sunlight illuminates the once dark hallway, bringing light back into our day.
