I write about unhinged yandere oc’s, I do not write for fandoms.
My blog has dark and nsfw themes please keep in mind I occasionally post sfw posts but my blog is mostly nsfw.
I write fem and gn readers as of now but I will be adding posts with male readers soon.
REQUESTS/RULES
My requests are always open you can send anything in my asks but I do apologize in advance if I answer super late a lot of times writers block hits when I try to answer asks.
I will not make either the reader or any of the characters under 18. I will not write a dynamic between a reader and a character where either of them acts in a childish way. My blog is nsfw but I will not write about fetishes such as sc@t/v0re/watersp0rts..
Other than that go ahead and send what you’d like!
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omg the nsfw was AMAZINGGGG maybe you can do jealous ava fic?
Thought I’d combine these two asks with this fic!
female reader, female yandere, nsfw, public sex??
You lean against the bathroom sink as you drag your nail across the line of your bottom lip, the lipstick staining your finger in the process. You turn your head side to side a few times in the mirror before leaning back satisfied “Baby come on.” Ava whines besides “Your friends are too drunk to notice us gone. Half of them are gonna go fuck in a stranger’s apartment and the other half are gonna drool in the back of an uber. Let’s just go home.” You frown and turn to face her “Are you not having fun? I thought this would be good we haven’t gone out in a while.” Her arms sneak around your waist “Everyone’s looking at you and strangers are getting too close to you and touching you for no reason. I don’t like it.” You shake your head and laugh “No one’s looking at me.” Ava levels you with a look “And the place is packed! People are gonna touch me occasionally.” Ava sighs and drops her head on your shoulder “We can have more fun on our own though.” You feel her breath against your ear “I can make you feel so good for as long as you want over and over again then we can cuddle in bed and watch a movie. Don’t you want that?” You suck in a breath “Better than staying here hm?” You bite back a groan. It’s tempting “Just a little longer?” Ava kisses up your neck and whines “Please?” The bathroom door creaks letting laughter and the booming sound of music flood the bathroom.
Ava quickly pulls the both of you into the closest stall, shutting the door behind you. You hear a group of girls come in their loud drunken voices and laughter filling the bathroom. Ava presses you against the wall and kisses you, pulling her body flush against yours. Her hands squeeze your hips before trailing up and under the thin shirt you’re wearing. You smile and whisper between kisses “Can you seriously not wait?” She shakes her head and kisses down to your chest “Keep it down baby okay?” She sinks down to her knees and looks up at you as she lifts your skirt and pushes your panties down your thighs “I don’t want them to hear you.” She whispers before her head dives between your thighs, her tongue darting out to lick up your folds, parting your pussy lips. Your hand shoots up to cover your mouth, your body immediately tensing up. She lets out a muffled groan before pushing her tongue inside your hole, cranking her neck back to get a better angle, one that makes your eyes roll back and your hips rolls against her.
You slump against the wall letting your hand drop down to your side. Ava gently grabs it and places it on top of her head instead, fluttering her eyes open and looking up at you. You hear water running just as Ava goes faster. Her tongue flicking faster making wet sounds fill the stall “You’re doing really good baby.. Are you just good at staying quiet or am I not doing a good job?” You shake your head and moan “S-So good..You’re doing so good.” She moans against you “Really? Is this better than dancing with your friends hm?” her hands slide to your inner thigh, her thumbs gently spreading your lips open letting your wetness and her spit drip down your thighs “Better than getting drunk and talking to a bunch of nobodies?” You nod and hook one of your legs around her shoulder. You hear the water turn off and bite your lip. Ava glances at you and smiles before licking up to your clit and wrapping her lips around it, sucking hard. You squeal and quickly slap a hand over your mouth,Ava chuckles. The girls murmur quietly and shuffle in their place, looking around you assume, before they continue talking. You curse and glare down at Ava “Did you- Ah..need to do that?” She smiles “I need to make you feel good and by the noise you just let out I think I did. It felt good, didn’t it?” You hear a purse clamp shut before you see their heels pass by your stall. The door creaks and shuts softly, their muffled voices drift away.
“Finally I thought they’d never leave.” You laugh and let out a moan. Your body finally relaxing “Now that we’re alone, wanna cum for me?” You feel two of her fingers probing at your hole before slowly pushing in “O-Oh shit..yesyes keep going. Please.” Your hips move against her, riding her face and she lets out a guttural moan. Her eyes fluttering and her brows pinched in pleasure “I’m close..I-I’m so close please Ava..” She laps at you faster and squeezes her thighs together. You feel yourself arch off the wall as you tighten around her “You taste so good. So good baby- Keep cumming.” Her thighs quiver as she drinks up your release, letting out choked moans. She lets you ride out your orgasm before slowing down. Moaning softly as she gently licks you clean. You whine and grip her hair “Ava..” She groans and plants a soft kiss on your clit before rising up and kissing you letting you taste yourself on her lips “Hmm I love you. I love you so so much.” You sigh into the kiss and wrap your arms around her neck “Still wanna go back out there?” You shake your head and brush her hair, flattening the strands sticking out from your hand gripping her hair like your life depended on it a minute ago. Ava sighs softly and nuzzles her head into your hand “Let’s go home.” She smiles and and and takes your hand pulling you both out of the stall “Wait!” You turn around your eyes searching frantically “My underwear. Where-“ Ava grips your hand again and pulls you away “Just leave it. You don’t want to wear it again if it touched these floors.” Your lips twist in disappointment as you hesitantly follow Ava out of the bathroom.
omg the nsfw was AMAZINGGGG maybe you can do jealous ava fic?
Thought I’d combine these two asks with this fic!
female reader, female yandere, nsfw, public sex??
You lean against the bathroom sink as you drag your nail across the line of your bottom lip, the lipstick staining your finger in the process. You turn your head side to side a few times in the mirror before leaning back satisfied “Baby come on.” Ava whines besides “Your friends are too drunk to notice us gone. Half of them are gonna go fuck in a stranger’s apartment and the other half are gonna drool in the back of an uber. Let’s just go home.” You frown and turn to face her “Are you not having fun? I thought this would be good we haven’t gone out in a while.” Her arms sneak around your waist “Everyone’s looking at you and strangers are getting too close to you and touching you for no reason. I don’t like it.” You shake your head and laugh “No one’s looking at me.” Ava levels you with a look “And the place is packed! People are gonna touch me occasionally.” Ava sighs and drops her head on your shoulder “We can have more fun on our own though.” You feel her breath against your ear “I can make you feel so good for as long as you want over and over again then we can cuddle in bed and watch a movie. Don’t you want that?” You suck in a breath “Better than staying here hm?” You bite back a groan. It’s tempting “Just a little longer?” Ava kisses up your neck and whines “Please?” The bathroom door creaks letting laughter and the booming sound of music flood the bathroom.
Ava quickly pulls the both of you into the closest stall, shutting the door behind you. You hear a group of girls come in their loud drunken voices and laughter filling the bathroom. Ava presses you against the wall and kisses you, pulling her body flush against yours. Her hands squeeze your hips before trailing up and under the thin shirt you’re wearing. You smile and whisper between kisses “Can you seriously not wait?” She shakes her head and kisses down to your chest “Keep it down baby okay?” She sinks down to her knees and looks up at you as she lifts your skirt and pushes your panties down your thighs “I don’t want them to hear you.” She whispers before her head dives between your thighs, her tongue darting out to lick up your folds, parting your pussy lips. Your hand shoots up to cover your mouth, your body immediately tensing up. She lets out a muffled groan before pushing her tongue inside your hole, cranking her neck back to get a better angle, one that makes your eyes roll back and your hips rolls against her.
You slump against the wall letting your hand drop down to your side. Ava gently grabs it and places it on top of her head instead, fluttering her eyes open and looking up at you. You hear water running just as Ava goes faster. Her tongue flicking faster making wet sounds fill the stall “You’re doing really good baby.. Are you just good at staying quiet or am I not doing a good job?” You shake your head and moan “S-So good..You’re doing so good.” She moans against you “Really? Is this better than dancing with your friends hm?” her hands slide to your inner thigh, her thumbs gently spreading your lips open letting your wetness and her spit drip down your thighs “Better than getting drunk and talking to a bunch of nobodies?” You nod and hook one of your legs around her shoulder. You hear the water turn off and bite your lip. Ava glances at you and smiles before licking up to your clit and wrapping her lips around it, sucking hard. You squeal and quickly slap a hand over your mouth,Ava chuckles. The girls murmur quietly and shuffle in their place, looking around you assume, before they continue talking. You curse and glare down at Ava “Did you- Ah..need to do that?” She smiles “I need to make you feel good and by the noise you just let out I think I did. It felt good, didn’t it?” You hear a purse clamp shut before you see their heels pass by your stall. The door creaks and shuts softly, their muffled voices drift away.
“Finally I thought they’d never leave.” You laugh and let out a moan. Your body finally relaxing “Now that we’re alone, wanna cum for me?” You feel two of her fingers probing at your hole before slowly pushing in “O-Oh shit..yesyes keep going. Please.” Your hips move against her, riding her face and she lets out a guttural moan. Her eyes fluttering and her brows pinched in pleasure “I’m close..I-I’m so close please Ava..” She laps at you faster and squeezes her thighs together. You feel yourself arch off the wall as you tighten around her “You taste so good. So good baby- Keep cumming.” Her thighs quiver as she drinks up your release, letting out choked moans. She lets you ride out your orgasm before slowing down. Moaning softly as she gently licks you clean. You whine and grip her hair “Ava..” She groans and plants a soft kiss on your clit before rising up and kissing you letting you taste yourself on her lips “Hmm I love you. I love you so so much.” You sigh into the kiss and wrap your arms around her neck “Still wanna go back out there?” You shake your head and brush her hair, flattening the strands sticking out from your hand gripping her hair like your life depended on it a minute ago. Ava sighs softly and nuzzles her head into your hand “Let’s go home.” She smiles and and and takes your hand pulling you both out of the stall “Wait!” You turn around your eyes searching frantically “My underwear. Where-“ Ava grips your hand again and pulls you away “Just leave it. You don’t want to wear it again if it touched these floors.” Your lips twist in disappointment as you hesitantly follow Ava out of the bathroom.
omg the nsfw was AMAZINGGGG maybe you can do jealous ava fic?
Thought I’d combine these two asks with this fic!
female reader, female yandere, nsfw, public sex??
You lean against the bathroom sink as you drag your nail across the line of your bottom lip, the lipstick staining your finger in the process. You turn your head side to side a few times in the mirror before leaning back satisfied “Baby come on.” Ava whines besides “Your friends are too drunk to notice us gone. Half of them are gonna go fuck in a stranger’s apartment and the other half are gonna drool in the back of an uber. Let’s just go home.” You frown and turn to face her “Are you not having fun? I thought this would be good we haven’t gone out in a while.” Her arms sneak around your waist “Everyone’s looking at you and strangers are getting too close to you and touching you for no reason. I don’t like it.” You shake your head and laugh “No one’s looking at me.” Ava levels you with a look “And the place is packed! People are gonna touch me occasionally.” Ava sighs and drops her head on your shoulder “We can have more fun on our own though.” You feel her breath against your ear “I can make you feel so good for as long as you want over and over again then we can cuddle in bed and watch a movie. Don’t you want that?” You suck in a breath “Better than staying here hm?” You bite back a groan. It’s tempting “Just a little longer?” Ava kisses up your neck and whines “Please?” The bathroom door creaks letting laughter and the booming sound of music flood the bathroom.
Ava quickly pulls the both of you into the closest stall, shutting the door behind you. You hear a group of girls come in their loud drunken voices and laughter filling the bathroom. Ava presses you against the wall and kisses you, pulling her body flush against yours. Her hands squeeze your hips before trailing up and under the thin shirt you’re wearing. You smile and whisper between kisses “Can you seriously not wait?” She shakes her head and kisses down to your chest “Keep it down baby okay?” She sinks down to her knees and looks up at you as she lifts your skirt and pushes your panties down your thighs “I don’t want them to hear you.” She whispers before her head dives between your thighs, her tongue darting out to lick up your folds, parting your pussy lips. Your hand shoots up to cover your mouth, your body immediately tensing up. She lets out a muffled groan before pushing her tongue inside your hole, cranking her neck back to get a better angle, one that makes your eyes roll back and your hips rolls against her.
You slump against the wall letting your hand drop down to your side. Ava gently grabs it and places it on top of her head instead, fluttering her eyes open and looking up at you. You hear water running just as Ava goes faster. Her tongue flicking faster making wet sounds fill the stall “You’re doing really good baby.. Are you just good at staying quiet or am I not doing a good job?” You shake your head and moan “S-So good..You’re doing so good.” She moans against you “Really? Is this better than dancing with your friends hm?” her hands slide to your inner thigh, her thumbs gently spreading your lips open letting your wetness and her spit drip down your thighs “Better than getting drunk and talking to a bunch of nobodies?” You nod and hook one of your legs around her shoulder. You hear the water turn off and bite your lip. Ava glances at you and smiles before licking up to your clit and wrapping her lips around it, sucking hard. You squeal and quickly slap a hand over your mouth,Ava chuckles. The girls murmur quietly and shuffle in their place, looking around you assume, before they continue talking. You curse and glare down at Ava “Did you- Ah..need to do that?” She smiles “I need to make you feel good and by the noise you just let out I think I did. It felt good, didn’t it?” You hear a purse clamp shut before you see their heels pass by your stall. The door creaks and shuts softly, their muffled voices drift away.
“Finally I thought they’d never leave.” You laugh and let out a moan. Your body finally relaxing “Now that we’re alone, wanna cum for me?” You feel two of her fingers probing at your hole before slowly pushing in “O-Oh shit..yesyes keep going. Please.” Your hips move against her, riding her face and she lets out a guttural moan. Her eyes fluttering and her brows pinched in pleasure “I’m close..I-I’m so close please Ava..” She laps at you faster and squeezes her thighs together. You feel yourself arch off the wall as you tighten around her “You taste so good. So good baby- Keep cumming.” Her thighs quiver as she drinks up your release, letting out choked moans. She lets you ride out your orgasm before slowing down. Moaning softly as she gently licks you clean. You whine and grip her hair “Ava..” She groans and plants a soft kiss on your clit before rising up and kissing you letting you taste yourself on her lips “Hmm I love you. I love you so so much.” You sigh into the kiss and wrap your arms around her neck “Still wanna go back out there?” You shake your head and brush her hair, flattening the strands sticking out from your hand gripping her hair like your life depended on it a minute ago. Ava sighs softly and nuzzles her head into your hand “Let’s go home.” She smiles and and and takes your hand pulling you both out of the stall “Wait!” You turn around your eyes searching frantically “My underwear. Where-“ Ava grips your hand again and pulls you away “Just leave it. You don’t want to wear it again if it touched these floors.” Your lips twist in disappointment as you hesitantly follow Ava out of the bathroom.
(PRETEND THESE ARE ALL DIFFERENT ASKS LOOK IM JUST TRYING TO GET SOME NSFW OF MY WIFE I BEG PRETTY PLEASE)
LMAO😭 very short Ava deserves better Ik🫠 ngl I miss her maybe I’ll write another fic- perhaps a smut one?? lmk what you guys think
Ava nsfw headcanons
Ava loves worshipping you. She’s so obsessed with eating your pussy, buried between your thighs, eating it from behind, you sitting on her face, she wants it all. Even after you cum she keeps going, brows pinched like she’s in heaven. She gets as vocal as you when she’s eating you out.
Rambles. Goes on and on about how good you taste, how good you feel. She’ll cry out when you cum thanking you and telling you how much she loves you.
When she gets jealous she seeks validation through touch.
“You’re not still thinking about your ex are you? prove it to me. Please. Show me you don’t think about him anymore..”
Always likes to prove you’re hers even if it makes others uncomfortable. If someone is too chatty with you she doesn’t mind wrapping her arms around you from behind and kissing up your neck until the person gets uncomfortable and walks away. If you’re having a night out at a crowded bar and a girl tried flirting with you she’ll purposefully lead you to the hallway where the bathroom is. She’ll pull you closer and kiss you while her hips slowly push against yours, smiling into the kiss when she peels her eyes open and sees the girl awkwardly go in the bathroom with her eyes to the ground
Ava basically gets turned on by your existence. If you’re sending her a normal selfie in the middle of the day she spirals. The more she stares at it the more she zeros in on the details. Your lips, your exposed collarbones, how low cut your shirt is. Her hand will drift down to the hem of her pants while still holding the phone in the other without her even being conscious of it. She keeps her eyes on the screen while rubbing her clit, eyes staring into yours and wishing you were there. Your texts pop up on the top of her screen but she doesn’t even notice too focused on chasing her release. When she finally calms down after cumming she saves the picture to her camera roll that’s mostly filled with your pictures.
“Ava? Where did you go?”
“Sorry baby. Just got distracted.”
If you’re just hugging her when you get home or kiss her cheek her eyes glaze over and she’s pining you against the wall and peeling off your clothes. It doesn’t take much from you to get her worked up.
bonus: she’s definitely the type to leave voicemails breathless and whining about how much she needs you, minutes later sending you a text attached with a picture “See how wet I am when I think about you?”
want more of Ava? you can find my previous parts here
(PRETEND THESE ARE ALL DIFFERENT ASKS LOOK IM JUST TRYING TO GET SOME NSFW OF MY WIFE I BEG PRETTY PLEASE)
LMAO😭 very short Ava deserves better Ik🫠 ngl I miss her maybe I’ll write another fic- perhaps a smut one?? lmk what you guys think
Ava nsfw headcanons
Ava loves worshipping you. She’s so obsessed with eating your pussy, buried between your thighs, eating it from behind, you sitting on her face, she wants it all. Even after you cum she keeps going, brows pinched like she’s in heaven. She gets as vocal as you when she’s eating you out.
Rambles. Goes on and on about how good you taste, how good you feel. She’ll cry out when you cum thanking you and telling you how much she loves you.
When she gets jealous she seeks validation through touch.
“You’re not still thinking about your ex are you? prove it to me. Please. Show me you don’t think about him anymore..”
Always likes to prove you’re hers even if it makes others uncomfortable. If someone is too chatty with you she doesn’t mind wrapping her arms around you from behind and kissing up your neck until the person gets uncomfortable and walks away. If you’re having a night out at a crowded bar and a girl tried flirting with you she’ll purposefully lead you to the hallway where the bathroom is. She’ll pull you closer and kiss you while her hips slowly push against yours, smiling into the kiss when she peels her eyes open and sees the girl awkwardly go in the bathroom with her eyes to the ground
Ava basically gets turned on by your existence. If you’re sending her a normal selfie in the middle of the day she spirals. The more she stares at it the more she zeros in on the details. Your lips, your exposed collarbones, how low cut your shirt is. Her hand will drift down to the hem of her pants while still holding the phone in the other without her even being conscious of it. She keeps her eyes on the screen while rubbing her clit, eyes staring into yours and wishing you were there. Your texts pop up on the top of her screen but she doesn’t even notice too focused on chasing her release. When she finally calms down after cumming she saves the picture to her camera roll that’s mostly filled with your pictures.
“Ava? Where did you go?”
“Sorry baby. Just got distracted.”
If you’re just hugging her when you get home or kiss her cheek her eyes glaze over and she’s pining you against the wall and peeling off your clothes. It doesn’t take much from you to get her worked up.
bonus: she’s definitely the type to leave voicemails breathless and whining about how much she needs you, minutes later sending you a text attached with a picture “See how wet I am when I think about you?”
want more of Ava? you can find my previous parts here
Can we get warner nsfw hcs? I'm ngl i kinda wanted reader to sleep with someone else so we can see him snap, he so hot in part 3
if reader slept with someone they would definitely be dead🙏🙏 no doubt about it and Warner would crash out LMAO
Warner (rich yandere) nsfw headcanons
warner loves buying you clothes then fucking you in them. Expensive lingerie that he pushed to the side. Silk dresses that he grips and bunches up to your waist while he fucks you from behind.
Whether it’s for your pleasure or punishment one of his favorite things is using toys. He loves sitting back and watching you buck your hips against a vibrator or desperately push a dildo deeper into you while you fuck yourself. And if you’ve been really stubborn and testing his patience? He’s tying you up with a vibrator on your cunt. and leaving it on for hours.
Doesn’t matter if you’ve had enough. Once he feels you’ve learned you lesson then he’ll turn it off and fuck you nice and hard.
Even if you haven’t been stubborn he likes edging you. Drawing it out for so long. Watching you as he slowly builds you up only to let go just when you’re about to fall apart is as good as fucking you for him. He gets to truly see your walls get chipped and fall apart as you get more and more desperate for release.
Being in public or the chance of people watching doesn’t stop him if anything he loves it. Fucking you against a window for the whole city to see. His hand sliding up your skirt when you’re in a restaurant and letting his fingers brush against your pussy. He loves your reactions when he leans in to whisper in your ear and tease you for how wet you are.
He likes experimenting. Likes using objects and bringing out reactions out of you. Cuffs, blindfolds, collars, plugs. Honestly whatever you’re open to he’s excited to try.
Warner is a provider. He loves giving you every little thing you desire and are too stubborn to say. So when you finally let loose for once and asked him for something? It ended up being one of weird.
“My friends wedding is in a few weeks. Could you order these heels for me? They’re kinda expensive.” he smiles delightfully and you huff already regretting it “Of course my love. Anything. Do you want it in multiple colors? Have you picked out the dress yet or should we go shopping? Ah- doesn’t matter I’ll get you more anyway.” You scoff “I don’t need more dresses!You know what forget about the heels I-“ You’re eyes slide down to his hips and you both fall silent “Are you hard right now?!”
bonus: he would definitely fuck you in his private jet
Can we get warner nsfw hcs? I'm ngl i kinda wanted reader to sleep with someone else so we can see him snap, he so hot in part 3
if reader slept with someone they would definitely be dead🙏🙏 no doubt about it and Warner would crash out LMAO
Warner (rich yandere) nsfw headcanons
warner loves buying you clothes then fucking you in them. Expensive lingerie that he pushed to the side. Silk dresses that he grips and bunches up to your waist while he fucks you from behind.
Whether it’s for your pleasure or punishment one of his favorite things is using toys. He loves sitting back and watching you buck your hips against a vibrator or desperately push a dildo deeper into you while you fuck yourself. And if you’ve been really stubborn and testing his patience? He’s tying you up with a vibrator on your cunt. and leaving it on for hours.
Doesn’t matter if you’ve had enough. Once he feels you’ve learned you lesson then he’ll turn it off and fuck you nice and hard.
Even if you haven’t been stubborn he likes edging you. Drawing it out for so long. Watching you as he slowly builds you up only to let go just when you’re about to fall apart is as good as fucking you for him. He gets to truly see your walls get chipped and fall apart as you get more and more desperate for release.
Being in public or the chance of people watching doesn’t stop him if anything he loves it. Fucking you against a window for the whole city to see. His hand sliding up your skirt when you’re in a restaurant and letting his fingers brush against your pussy. He loves your reactions when he leans in to whisper in your ear and tease you for how wet you are.
He likes experimenting. Likes using objects and bringing out reactions out of you. Cuffs, blindfolds, collars, plugs. Honestly whatever you’re open to he’s excited to try.
Warner is a provider. He loves giving you every little thing you desire and are too stubborn to say. So when you finally let loose for once and asked him for something? It ended up being one of weird.
“My friends wedding is in a few weeks. Could you order these heels for me? They’re kinda expensive.” he smiles delightfully and you huff already regretting it “Of course my love. Anything. Do you want it in multiple colors? Have you picked out the dress yet or should we go shopping? Ah- doesn’t matter I’ll get you more anyway.” You scoff “I don’t need more dresses!You know what forget about the heels I-“ You’re eyes slide down to his hips and you both fall silent “Are you hard right now?!”
bonus: he would definitely fuck you in his private jet
Summary: Three months into your relationship, your boyfriend Jason Todd finds your Red Hood poster. You're mortified. But Jason? Well, you've got his face in your room and your lips on his... truth be told, Jason maybe likes it a little too much that you're a super fan of his.
Pairing: Jason Todd x fem!reader
Word count: 5.4k
Warnings/tags: bf!jason, you find jason and RH hot and that crosses some wires. jason takes advantage of your crush (in a hot way), competency kink, cocky jason, identity porn, minor violence, motorcycles, reader has a crush on RH but doesn't know jason is RH so it's a little complicated but NO cheating!! implied sexual content but NO explicit smut.
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Tonight, you're staying at Jason's place. You've only been dating three months, but it's going well enough that you're comfortable enough to stay over. Jason has hinted more than once that you can leave clothes at his place, but you insist on keeping all of your stuff at your apartment, just in case things go south. What's that rule? Six months and you’ll know whether he’s the one? Three months to go, then.
Call you crazy, but you think you might already know. Jason is fantastic and you’re sure you’re in love with him. Not that you're going to tell him that any time soon. But you know enough not to put all of your stock into a three-month relationship. Who knows what secrets Jason Todd might be hiding.
"How come you never invite me to your place?" Jason asks as he pulls up in front of your building. He'd offered to drive you both to his apartment on his motorcycle, and it's officially weird if you refuse him. He might think you're hiding something. And you are. Something mortifying.
"Because you're gonna try to install your special security measures," you say as he locks his bike.
Jason thinks about it, then nods. "Yeah, that's probably true. No, but it's your place. I wouldn't do anything you wouldn't know about."
"I know," you say, going inside and holding the door for him. "But my apartment is smaller than yours.”
"That doesn't matter to me, baby."
When did he get it into his head that he needs to be in your apartment? You go up the stairs with Jason behind you, thinking about how you can excuse not inviting him inside. Except, it’s suspicious if you make him wait outside. Even for Jason, who's about as cagey as they come. He seems to trust you fine, but you have no idea what freak raised him because he's eternally wary of people and unfamiliar places. He also insists on sitting close to the door when you go out to eat. But even he's invited you to his place. Many times now. Maybe you can extend the same favor.
"Fine. You get a quick tour," you say against your better judgment as you get to your door, unlocking it.
"I'm honored, truly." Jason follows you inside. He clicks his tongue, pointing to the lock. "No deadbolt?"
"Jason..."
"I mean, what a beautiful lock on your door," he says sweetly, kissing your cheek. "Y'know what would make it even more beautiful?"
"You being less paranoid?"
"Seventy percent of Gotham break-ins are in residences that have only one lock. Sixty-five percent of them are on—"
You turn around and put your arms around Jason. He automatically puts his arms around your waist and stops talking. His beauty still stuns you: his aquiline nose, his freckles, those bright teal eyes. You get shy at times, flustered and delighted at the fact that this hunk of a man likes you so much.
"I'm extremely attracted to you, despite your raccoon demeanor," you say.
"You'd be the first," Jason says, gaze terribly fond. "I'll shut up now 'bout the statistics."
"No, statistics are hot. Just not when they're about home invasions."
"Point taken. How 'bout stats on Gotham's exports?"
You throw your head back, gasping. "Oh! You fiend. No more, please. I may just ravish you here on the floor!"
Jason bends you back a little, his hand fitting in the center of your back to ease you over. He doesn't do that very often, use his strength and wield you the way he wants, but when he does, you lose your breath. Your pulse quickens as Jason nuzzles your neck.
"This okay?" he asks. You hum an airy yes.
"'M in no rush," he says in your ear. "We can linger. Haven't finished your tour. 'S your room next?"
You straighten so fast, you nearly knock Jason in the teeth. It's only because of his quick reflexes that you don't.
"You can't see my room," you rush out, looking at him with wide eyes.
Jason squints, hands dropping to your sides. "What? Why?"
"Um... because... because my room is a mess."
"So? I don't care. My room looks like a solitary confinement cell."
You raise an eyebrow. Jason clears his throat.
"Well, I mean, it used to. It's better now that I have plants and shit."
"Lack of decor is nowhere near as embarrassing as my room, Jason. Mine is beyond messy. It's filled with half-eaten pizza crusts. And rats. And... slime?"
"Slime, huh? Well, good thing I wore my Doc Martens. I can withstand a little slime."
You sag. "You don't believe me."
Jason smiles and kisses your forehead. "Not particularly, baby. What's the issue, huh? You hiding nudie mags or something?"
You roll your eyes. "Who calls it that, Jay? You sound like Tony Soprano. Just say porn."
"Gracefully choosing to ignore that comment. Look, if y'do have porn, it's nothing to be ashamed of. You should feel safe to express and explore your sexuality however you—"
"Oh my God, it's not porn." You cover your face. "Jesus. It's—okay, just come in. If you're gonna break up with me over this, we might as well face it now."
"I'm not gonna break up with you," he says as you take his hand and lead him to your bedroom. "Nothing you show me could—"
You swing open the door Jason trails off as he follows you in, his eyes landing on your 4x6 poster of the Red Hood that's smack middle in the room, taped over your bed.
And then, obviously, one can't miss the Red Hood towel on your computer chair, or the Red Hood mug. And the limited edition Red Hood Bat Burger bobblehead, which was quickly discontinued after some public backlash.
"Wow," Jason says.
You groan and bury your face in your hands. "It's fine. I know it's weird. Just go."
You don’t know how it happened, this accumulation of Red Hood merch. It's not like people aren’t fans of heroes. Plenty of local heroes are revered across the world. You have an online friend from Brazil who has literally all of the Superman collectibles. But Superman is reasonable. Batman is reasonable. Nightwing is common and basically a Gotham staple—you've seen women in Nightwing bikinis.
But Red Hood fans are far and few. Plenty of people think he's a criminal and a borderline villain. Some people, working-class people mostly, adore him. You've heard plenty of wonderful things he's done to turn neighborhoods around, keep people safe, fight The Man. Hell, last week there was a video of him carrying an old woman to the hospital after she fell in the road.
Plus, you get the feeling he's really handsome under that helmet. You're sure he's physically overwhelming, at the very least. You've seen clips of him fighting. Oh boy, can he hold his own.
But if you told the average person on the street that your favorite hero is Red Hood, they'd definitely give you a side eye. You brace yourself for one now.
"Huh," Jason says. "Didn't think you'd be a fan of his. Not really a hero, is he?"
You huff, squaring your shoulders. "He's helped a lot of people. No one actually cares about protecting us except for vigilantes. Red Hood protects innocents. If that takes a little bit of a heavier hand, so be it."
Jason raises his eyebrows. "Didn't know you played fast with morality like that, honey."
"You don't agree?" If this is where your relationship ends, you'd rather it happen sooner than later. "He's implemented a lot of fundamental structures that even Batman hasn't. He's more big-picture than the Bats. So, whatever, okay? If you think I'm nutty for liking Red Hood, then just go now."
You cross your arms and turn away from Jason. It's quiet for a long moment. You're sure it's done; you've just ruined the first relationship you really wanted to make work. But you've been on dates and let it slip that you admire Hood, and plenty of men let you know what an idiot you are to do so. You thought Jason would understand. Maybe not.
But then you feel arms around your stomach. Jason kisses your cheek.
"C'mon," he says chidingly, voice low and sweet in your ear. "Y'think it's that easy to scare me off? We live in Gotham, sweetheart. The only way I'd be worried is if you had someone's head sitting in your fridge. And even then, I'd hear ya out on whose head it is."
You lean into Jason's solid warmth, rubbing your cheek against his scruff like a cat. "I'd have my reasons if I did that."
"Mm, I know it."
You slip out of his grip enough to turn around. Jason's got a coy, little grin on, and you can't figure out why. But you suppose that's better than him leaving because of your local celebrity crush.
"You're really not annoyed?" you ask. "Because if you are, we should hash it out now."
"No, baby, 'm not annoyed." Jason glances at the Red Hood bobblehead. His grin widens, tongue resting between his teeth as he looks at you. You feel hunted, but the glint in Jason’s eye quickly disappears. "I think he does what needs to be done."
"Yeah?"
"Sure. Just surprised, is all. He doesn't seem like your type."
You blink, heart beating faster. "My type? Well, I-I just think he contributes a lot to the city. It's not... I appreciate what he does for Gotham."
"Wait." He tilts his head like he's genuinely trying to figure something out. "D'you have a crush on Hood or something?"
You blink, flustered at how quickly Jason picked up on that. How does he do that? "I don't—I mean, I admire him—he's—but I don't even know what he looks like, so—"
Jason's eyes light up, and you know you've made a mistake, just not the one you thought you would. He cups the back of your neck, which always makes you hot and squirmy.
"Oh, you do like him like that. Huh. Didn't know the helmet did it for you. Very interesting news, sweetheart. He doesn't scare ya?"
"No," you say, the word coming out weak. Wires are being crossed in your head between the image of the Red Hood and your boyfriend crowding you in your room and pressing his lips to your neck.
"That's very good to hear," Jason says, and you give in, tugging him over to your bed. He laughs. "Why didn't you want me to know?"
"It's embarrassing," you whine. "The poster was from a friend."
You let Jason climb atop you, permeating your senses with his bulk and his citrusy scent. He carefully keeps his weight off of you, but you wish he'd hold you down. This is exactly why you didn't want to bring Jason over; you don't need your old fantasies of Red Hood getting mixed up with your boyfriend.
"I don't think it's embarrassing," he says, gently taking your leg and crooking it over his hip. "You picturing him right now?"
"Jason!" You thwack his shoulder. You feel it more than he does, probably. He cackles.
"Teasin'," he says, soothing you with a kiss. "But I can get a helmet if you want me to."
You kick him off the bed. "No more tours for you!"
Work runs late a week later, so you're still out by the time eight o'clock rolls around. It's summer time, so it's not the worst thing ever, but you know what Jason would say. Your last message is still unread because Jason works most nights. You’ve chosen not to worry him by telling him you're also working tonight, instead texting him funny Gotham memes.
"Evening."
…Maybe you should've let him know.
You flinch, the voice startling you hard. Red Hood is leaning against the fence surrounding the park you pass by on your way to the bus stop. His arms are crossed, and his biceps bulge underneath his tight black t-shirt. You can't tell from here, but you're sure he must tower over you.
"Oh." Briefly, you wonder if you summoned him somehow after revealing your room to Jason last week. You've lived in Gotham your whole life and you've never run into Hood. The only vigilante you've met is Red Robin, and he's not a talker.
"Hi," you say, a little nervous, a little starstruck.
"Hi," Hood says, letting his arms drop. His posture is easy, but you know better. You know he's here for a reason. "Working tonight?"
You nod. "I just finished. I'm just going to the bus now."
"Pretty late for the bus."
"It's June."
"It's Gotham."
You open your mouth, then close it. Then you open it again. "Um... it's okay. I've done it plenty of times before."
"Plenty of times? Without letting anyone know?"
You wince. "Well, not plenty—"
"Nobody to pick you up?"
You shrug. "No."
"No? Think hard." There's the tiniest edge to his tone.
"I mean, my boyfriend could, hypothetically, but he works nights, so—"
"And you think his job is more important than making sure you're safe? It'd devastate him if something happened to you."
You blink. "I don't—I guess I didn't think of it that way."
Hood shakes his head. Then he pushes himself off of the fence and approaches you. Immediately, your heart rate increases. To be this close to the Red Hood, to have him worry about little old you, scold you for not calling Jason, it's causing a confusing mix of emotions to swirl inside you.
You've thought about how you'd act if you met Red Hood. Maybe ask for an autograph if the opportunity arises. You can't fathom asking him for anything now. He's intimidating. Maybe you are a little afraid, but it's intertwined with other feelings.
You can't see his face but you feel like he doesn't believe you. "Sure?"
You wonder if he can see all of your vitals. Can he see how warm you feel? "Yes, I'm sure. It's just... I'm sort of a fan of you. So it's... it's an experience."
Hood laughs. "Fan? Don't think I have any fans."
You shake your head. "That's not true. I know a few people who like you."
He hums and approaches you slowly. You let him until he's close enough for you to take in his physicality completely. He's a couple inches taller than Jason. Not that it matters. Just an observation.
"'M flattered," he says softly. "But if you're jus' sayin' that 'cause you're a little scared, please don't."
"No, I'm not scared. I trust you, Red Hood."
He folds his arms, stretching his neck to his right shoulder. You catch a sliver of tanned, scarred skin. "So soon?"
"Uh-huh."
"Kinda crazy of ya."
You shrug. "Maybe."
"Hmm. We goin' home?"
"You want to take me home?" you ask, eyes wide.
"Not-not like that. I mean, I can't let ya go home alone."
"No, I know, I just... I didn't think Red Hood made home visits."
"Sometimes." He makes an aborted gesture to touch your cheek with his finger and you swallow hard. Your ears are very hot. You might choke on your spit.
"I didn't know Red Hood would care that much if I went home."
"'Course I do," he says softly. "Your safety is my priority."
"My-?"
"Civilians, I mean," Hood says quickly. "'S why I'm out here patrolling."
"But surely there's people who need you more than me. I'm just some nobody going home from work, I—"
"You're not a nobody. Don't say that," Hood says with so much force, it renders you silent. "Got it?"
You nod. "Okay. Sorry."
"Nothing to be sorry 'bout. C'mon, I'll take you home, okay?"
You really don't want to bother Jason at this hour. Besides, as far as vigilante escorts go, Hood really isn't the worst choice. Another person might be afraid. A sane person would refuse.
"Yes, I'm okay with that," you say, smiling. "Thank you."
"Sure. My bike is parked down the block."
He walks a little behind you, close enough for you to turn and talk to him, but angled so that nothing can sneak up on you. It's the way Jason walks with you sometimes. You wonder if it's a Gotham thing.
Hood's bike is a cherry red. He lets you type in your address into his GPS. Then he gives you a helmet.
"Safety first," he says. It's the same helmet that Jason wears for his motorcycle. For a second, you swear you can smell his aftershave. Orange blossoms.
Hood gestures for you to get on. He holds the bike steady and it seems like he's going to hold your back to help you onto the bike. But he doesn't touch you, not like Jason does.
"Ever been on a bike before?" he asks when you're on.
"My boyfriend's."
He hums, throwing a leg over and straddling the bike. You blink at the sudden wall of bulk in front of you. "He treat you right, that boyfriend?"
You nod. "He's amazing. I love him."
Hood is silent for a moment, then he clears his throat. "Good. Lady like you deserves to be treated like a princess."
You laugh. "You barely know me. I'm no princess."
"I got a good sense about people. Hold onto me."
You wrap your arms around his waist. He tuts at you.
"Gotta hold me tighter than that. Don't want you flying off. You know better."
You tighten your hold, flustered and speechless. Hood pats your hand.
"There we go. Good listener," he says. "Everything okay back there? You're quiet."
For a second, it sounds like he's teasing you, and your stomach jumps like when Jason teases you. But the Red Hood isn't playful like that, right?
"I'm okay," you say.
"Nervous?"
You shake your head. "No."
"No? Glad you've got so much faith in me."
"I do."
Hood turns on his bike, revving the engine. You squeeze him tighter as he flicks the kickstand up with his foot, pushing off and balancing. He does so effortlessly. Wow.
Hood gets you home quickly. He follows all the traffic laws and doesn't speed. He drives efficiently, like Jason, but he takes it slow on the leans... like Jason. Maybe he can feel how you get nervous on motorcycles.
"This is it?" he asks, slowing down next to your building.
"Yes. Thank you." You wait as Hood stops and gets off first, then helps you off. You take his gloved hand, and he helps you off like it's nothing, bearing most of your weight.
"No more secretly working nights," he tells you. "I'll know."
You don't question it. "Okay. I won't."
"Good. Have a good night."
He starts to mount his bike. You step off the curb, in front of him. Hood stops.
"What's up?" he asks, nodding at you. He addresses you so casually... so familiar.
"Um, I was... do you mind if I ask for your autograph?"
Hood looks at you for a long moment. You lose your nerve and turn around.
"Never mind! Sorry. Good night."
"Hang on."
You turn around. Hood beckons you over with two fingers. You go, eyes widening as he takes off his gloves. He gives them to you. You catch a glimpse of more scars and maybe a silver ring. Jason sometimes wears a silver chain around his neck. It dangles over you when he’s—
"Oh no! Oh my God, you don't have to—"
"Got a bunch." It sounds like he's smiling. "Always nice to meet a fan. Any trouble with that boyfriend, let me know."
You're not sure if you respond, you're so dazed. Hood pulls away from the curb like a bat out of hell, waving at you as he goes.
You're already in bed by the time Jason comes home from work. He comes home earlier than usual, and you're still awake when he crawls into your bed next to you. You've taken down the Red Hood poster, too embarrassed from last week. Jason insists he's going to get you an even bigger poster. You beg him not to.
"How'd you know I was at my place?" you ask, yawning.
"My apartment alarm didn't report anybody entering."
"Still think it's weird that you track who enters your apartment," you say.
"Safety first. You usually don't go to your place unless you're coming home from work. You wouldn't happen to have worked a shift tonight without telling me, would you?"
"Okay, yes, but please don't be mad. I didn't take the bus." You pause before finishing. "Red Hood actually gave me a ride home tonight."
You reach sleepily for Jason's arm. He tucks himself into place behind you, wrapping an arm and a leg around you. He smells like your shampoo.
"Yeah, don't think we aren't done with the conversation about you taking the bus home at night, by the way. Red Hood, huh? Should I be doubly worried then?"
You roll your eyes. "Not on my part. But I was definitely getting a vibe."
"A vibe? Red Hood's got the hots for my girl?"
Jason slips a hand under your shirt to rest on your stomach. He always runs a little cool and it feels good on warm nights like tonight. He doesn't mean anything by it, but desire creeps onto you, slow and thick. You think of the gloves in your dresser.
"It kinda felt like that," you say, a little embarrassed to even admit it. "He, uh, gave me his gloves."
"His gloves?" Jason sounds sleepy. "That's basically a proposal."
You'd never cheat on Jason, obviously, but you've had a crush on the Red Hood since he came to Gotham. Riding on his motorcycle tonight was exhilarating, to say the least. Still, you don't want this to be a thing. Another guy would probably get upset.
But Jason's tone doesn't change. He's still sleepy and peaceful. "'M not. Might have to kick his ass, though."
You laugh at the thought. Jason kneads the soft fat of your stomach. "Something funny?" he asks. "Y'think I can't take him?"
"I know you could," you say, and you mean it, even though you're not sure how well your boyfriend can dodge bullets. "But, I mean, you're too nice for him, Jay. Hood fights dirty when he needs to. You fight fair."
"Wow. So you don't think I could beat Red Hood in a fight. Way to bruise a man's ego, baby." Jason buries his face in the back of your neck in retaliation. You squeal at the tickles.
"I didn't say that!" you say, giggling. "It's a compliment. You're too nice to scrap with him. Ah! Jason, mercy, mercy!"
"So you're saying he's mean?" Jason asks, showing mercy and easing off. He returns to just holding you, leg over yours.
"Not... not to civilians. Not to me. He's just a little rough overall, I think. But he seemed nice."
"Oh my God, you loved it," Jason says, no longer sounding so sleepy. "You loved being on his bike. You loved him being a little rough. This was a dream come true."
"No! No, Jason, it wasn't like that."
"You got the hots for Hood," he sing-songs. "Hood hots, Hood hots!"
"I don't, I don't," you say, shoving your face into your pillow. "Stop. You know you're the only one for me."
Jason hums, pushing himself up so he's on top of you without putting his weight on you. He pets your hip. "Yeah, baby, I know. Don't worry. Not mad. I think it's cute. You got a little flustered around him. No biggie. I trust ya."
You sigh, turning your face to the side. "He was professional."
Jason snorts. "Yeah, he better have been. Pretty lady like you holding onto him."
"I'm sure he helps way prettier ladies in a night," you mumble.
Jason easily rolls you over, so you're facing each other. He tucks you into his chest, an arm and a leg returning to their places around you.
"I seriously doubt it," he says. You can feel his voice vibrate through his chest. "Everyone knows you're the prettiest princess in Gotham, baby."
You hesitate, thinking about Hood. "Princess?"
"Yeah. That okay?"
"Oh. Yeah, that's fine."
Jason makes a noise like he knows something you don't.
Every so often, you really hate living in Gotham. It's usually around a time like this: Scarecrow has broken out of Arkham, and he's causing serious damage. Everyone has been warned to stay inside, and the sky is hazy with fear gas.
You're mostly worried about Jason. He went out a few hours ago and he hasn't texted you since. You asked where he was and called him a dozen times but he didn't respond. You're freaking out.
You're about to go out and look for him, Scarecrow be damned, when suddenly Red Hood is on the balcony of your boyfriend's apartment. How did he avoid tripping the alarm? You go to open the window but he opens it himself.
Shit. Is Hood breaking into Jason's apartment? Who the hell do you call in this situation?
"Hey," he says, voice tight. "Get your bag. We gotta go. Scarecrow and Ivy teamed up and it's bad."
"What? Okay. Oh my God." You jump into action, running into Jason's room to get your stuff. You come back, about to climb out the window, but you stop. He waves you over urgently. You shake your head and take a step back.
"No, I can't go without Jason," you say. "He was supposed to be back by now. What if he's gassed? He hasn't called me."
Hood fidgets, his whole body restless. He looks around, then looks back at you. "I'm sure he's fine. You can call him again when you're—"
"No," you say, staring those glowing white eyes down. "I don't care what authority you might hold, Hood. I'm not leaving Jason. He might come back here and he'll worry if I'm not here. I was going to go look for him."
"Don't do that," he says firmly. "Jesus." He looks at you, rolls his shoulders, then sighs. He shakes his head and grabs his helmet.
"Fuck," he says. "Fuck, I didn't wanna do it this way. Shit. Okay."
The latches of his helmet click. And suddenly you have your boyfriend in front of you, dressed like the Red Hood. He drops his helmet on the floor.
Your mouth falls open. "Wh—Jason? What? Are you–you were him the whole time? Are you fucking ser—"
"I know, I'm sorry." He takes your hands. "I'm sorry, honey. I wasn't gonna tell you this way but you're so stubborn, worrying about me and shit. I promise you can yell at me as much as you want after. You can throw stuff, hit me, break up with me, anything you want, just—"
You squeeze his hands. Jason stops his senseless ramble.
"I would never do any of those things," you say. "You don't know me at all if you think I would, Jay. I'm just, y'know, caught off-guard. Apparently, I've had a crush on my boyfriend since he before he became my boyfriend."
He cracks a smile. You roll your eyes.
"And you've been a smug asshole about it this whole time!"
"Kinda," he admits, looking away, and you see how pleased he's been about the whole thing. "I'll make it up to ya."
"Yeah, you better. Where are we going?"
Jason's shoulders slump with relief. You see it in his eyes too.
"You'll go with me?"
"Always," you say.
He takes his helmet, shifting from your boyfriend back to Red Hood. Wow. "Okay. Down the fire escape. We're taking my bike."
Jason puts his helmet back on. You follow him down the fire escape and to where his—Hood's—bike is parked.
"Your bike, huh?" you ask.
"My other bike."
"Uh-huh."
Hood gives you a rebreather and you take off, headed toward the Diamond District. He goes down a ramp and through some pretty fancy gates. Where...?
Concrete walls slide open and Jason pulls into what looks like a lair. Holy shit. He helps you off and you take off your helmet, staring up at a cave ceiling that seems to go on forever.
"Hood," someone growls, startling your gaze back down. Batman is glaring at you. "Why is there a civilian here?"
Jason takes off his helmet. "Yeah, so, this is my girlfriend. She's staying here, and if you try to kick her out, I'm gonna blow up the Batmobile. Cool? Cool."
"Since when do you have a girlf—" begins Red Robin.
"No questions," Jason snaps. "Not one word. Be nice to her or I'll kill you all."
You gasp. Jason turns to you, pulling you closer.
"No, sorry, I wouldn't do that. No deaths. They would recover from my maiming," he says to you, petting your shoulder.
"Not better," you hiss.
He shrugs, smiling. "'M a man of habit. Gonna try to change me now?" He kisses your cheek and you melt like you always do under his affection. Jason leans in and whispers the last part: "You could. I'd let ya."
"Wow," says Spoiler. Is the entire Gotham vigilante taskforce here? "So it's true what they say about married life."
"We aren't married," you say, confused. Jason grunts in annoyance, cradling the small of your back.
"With how he's acting? You might as well be," she says.
"This is so awesome," Nightwing says, full of glee. "Oh, you'll never hear the end of this, Jason."
"Listen, Dickbag—"
"Focus," Batman says. "She can't be here. Take her upstairs and come right back."
Jason rolls his eyes. "Sure, fine. C'mon, baby."
Robin is glaring at you, which kind of makes you want to throw up. But then Black Bat and Spoiler wave at you, and that makes you feel better. You wave back.
"Batman's really mad," you say as Jason leads you upstairs.
"Yeah, that's his default setting. He's been mad for about twenty-five years. He'll get over it. You're gonna meet Alfred next. He's the best."
"Alfred?"
You get to the top of the stairs and step into what looks like a mansion. Wait a minute. You've seen this mansion before. In a magazine...
"Is this Wayne Manor? What the hell, Jason? Am I meeting the Queen of Denmark next?"
"Again, not how I wanted you to find out," he says.
"I'm–I'm not dressed to be in Wayne Manor!"
"Bruce dresses up as a bat every night. Rest assured that you are the most normal person in this house, and none of those freaks downstairs can ever take that away from you."
You frown. "Still..."
"Don't y'trust me?" Jason asks, tapping under your chin. He towers over you, and now you notice that his Red Hood boots are taller than his normal ones. Clever.
"Yeah, I trust you, but—" You stop as Jason herds you against the wall, helmet dangling from his hand. He looks very official with his guns and armored clothing. His black cargo pants are pulled taut around his thighs, outlining how thick they are. It's just now occurring to you how deadly competent your boyfriend is, now that you've learned that the Red Hood was never that far away. Maybe you should be scared but, well, the wires were crossed a while ago.
"I didn't even suspect anything," you say, blinking at him. "You had me completely."
Jason shrugs, eyes half-lidded. You're not mad. He knows it. "Made sure you wouldn't find out. Wanted to find the right time, see how you felt about Hood. And then imagine my surprise when I learn that you've got his face on your wall, and his gloves in your dresser."
"You liked it," you say, lifting your chin, challenging.
Jason leans in, cupping the back of your neck, lips going to your ear. He wedges a knee between yours. "How could I not? You're so pretty, so nice t'me. Y'like me that much? Want me even like that? Tellin' Hood you love me, God—"
Something beeps, loud and shrill, and you jump. Jason just sighs exasperatedly, pulling out his phone and denying the alert.
"You have to go," you say, suddenly guilty you've kept Jason for so long.
"I—" Jason grimaces. "Yeah. I'll be back. We're not done."
You bite the inside of your lip. "I hope not."
Jason kisses you, hot and hard, and then he seems to steel himself, shifting into whatever Gotham needs him to be. He puts his helmet on and brushes your cheek, then disappears down the stairs to the Cave. You lean against the wall, catching your breath.
Might not write another part for a while so asks for Caspian are welcome!
For the small percentage that voted for no smut, I got you🙏 I’ve marked the nsfw part you can stop reading at that point as it’s at the end of the post.
Taglist at the end of the post because it’s kinda long.
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You nod and try keep your attention on the couple in front of you but you squirm under Caspian’s hold. He doesn’t seem to care that you’re not alone as he continues to cling and hold on to you like you’ll disappear if he lets go for one second.
After waking up slightly uncomfortable from your body still not being used to the water Caspian took you to a few other spots that were worth seeing before heading to his friends home. Darya, a mermaid, and her human mate Keith. Both pleasant and clearly hold a special place in Caspian’s life “He persisted. I was so worried about him leaving everything behind but he wouldn’t budge.” Darya looks at her mate with a smile, dark eyes twinkling at the memory. They light up with a new memory when she turns to look at you again “He tried to go after me but ended up almost drowning I had no choice but to take him here.” Keith rolls his eyes “She’s exaggerating I wouldve totally made it I’m a great swimmer.”
You laugh as they banter. They’re truly beautiful together and you can see the love they share even as an outsider to their relationship. You can feel your love growing for Caspian but can what he feels even be called love or is it an infatuation?
You’ve noticed his interest in humans. How he collects items and how he tries to replicate how human talk and act. You can’t help but wonder if you’re just the perfect piece that fit into his fantasy. That perhaps you’re his escape, the only way he can turn his wishes into something tangible.
You blink when Keith looks at you “You should join us.” You glance at Darya then back at Keith “Every year we do a celebration ritual. A rebirth ritual of sorts. Since merpeople live a long time rituals like this kind of remind them to still enjoy life and not be prisoners to routine and boredom.” Keith sends a playful look to Caspian “Caspian here would tag along as a third wheel but this year he can finally come with a mate.” You glance at Caspian and softly smile when you see his flushed face “I would love that.” Keith grimaces “You two are so in love it’s starting to gross me out.” Darya nudges his shoulder “Don’t start. We were the same way.” He rolls his eyes “Yeah whatever..”He snickers and looks at you while getting up “Hey wanna help me get all this out of the way?”
Darya pulls a reluctant Caspian who keeps looking over his shoulder like a hurt puppy out of the room leaving you and Keith alone.
Caspian and Darya’s muffled voices seep into the room as you work to clean up, the noise blending with the clinking of utensils.
Caspian glances at you “So..how are you adjusting? I can’t tell if you’re already used to living here or you’re going insane you’re not giving me much here.” You chuckle and shake your head “I don’t mind it I think it’s beautiful here, really.” He throws you a wary glance. Your words are to comfort him but you can help but feel like you’re telling yourself that more than him “It’s just..I feel homesick.” You sighs softly “Hey I get that. I do. A lot of humans love it here but it’s not in our nature. We need some balance. What does Caspian think about this?” You purse your lips and shake your head “Caspian is a bit..protective? I think he’s scared of me not coming back if I go back there.” Keith moves closer to you, voice low “Look Caspian never..found his match. From both worlds. He’s my friend and he was Daryas for much longer. I’m sure he’s scared you know?” You nod. You could understand that but you need to know this isn’t permanent. Your thoughts spiral and you feel your chest tighten “Hey..” Keith rubs your back, the soothing motion only lessens a fraction of your worries “I trust him. It might take him a minute but talk to him. And hey, you always have a friend here.” He smiles warmly and you have to admit you’re happy you agreed to meet his friends. It feels less lonely with another human here who can truly understand the concerns you have “Thank you Keith.” You smile up at him.
Just when you feels a weight pressed to your back Keith glances behind you biting back a smile as he moves away from you “I’m happily mated Cas. Not gonna steal her away.” He says in a sinsong voice as he makes his way out of the room, sending you a wink before disappearing.
You turn to Caspian to see a pout on his face “You were here too long. What were you talking about?” He pulls you into his arms cradling your head into his chest. You speak quietly into his chest as you wrap your arms around him “Nothing important. Were you worried?” He nods “Missed you..” You chuckles softly and move away “Come on. Let’s go back.”
You knew Caspian loved humans. You knew he was intrigued at the very simple things that made them what they are. How they talk, walk, laugh.
All the shiny little things they make that are meaningless in the grand scheme of things but somehow mean the whole world to them. Caspian studies humans without even realizing it. Peeking out the water and quietly analyzing every scene in front of him. Replaying words he learned in his head before he sleeps. You loved that about him. You thought his curiosity to learn more was endearing. Though, sometimes you can’t help but wonder if his curiosity had turned into obsession when you came along. If in that moment you called out to him in the water something had clicked and what started as an innocent interest turned into something more sinister. Possessive. You think about that late at night when his hands wrap around you so tight you could barely breathe. When his claws and teeth dig into your flesh when he takes you and swears that he won’t ever let you go. You know it without needing him to say it out loud; he wants to create his own world to hide the both of you away. Where only you two exist. Nothing else would matter. You know it but you can’t let it get to that point. That’s how you’ve found yourself in this position. Laying with Caspian and placing soft kisses all over his face slowly coaxing him to let you go back tot he surface “I can’t stay here forever..I’ll spend the day there and I’ll come back at night. Or maybe a week here and a week there?” You speak softly as you trail kisses down his neck. Caspian gently grips your jaw so you can look up at him. The familiar pout on his face “What is so important there that you’re willing to leave your mate for the whole day?” He frowns and you smiles and shake your head “I have friends and I have a job..One I still need to take care of. I can’t just disappear.” He looks away, lips twisted in displeasure. You sigh and cup his cheek “Please..” His eyes flicked between yours contemplating before he gives up, letting out a sharp breath and grumbling a “Fine..” You beam and wrap your arms around him “Thank you..I promise you won’t even notice it.” He sighs and pulls you flush against him “Of course I will, but I’ll do it for you. I love you, I want you to come to me not run from me.” You both lay tangled up with each other. He leaves a trail of kisses down the column of your neck, hands rubbing your hips affectionately.
!nsfw!
He gently nips your skins as his hands drift lower “Caspian..” he hums “Yes my love?” he flips you on your back as he continues to kiss down your body “Aren’t you- ah tired?” He laughs and looks up to you as he kisses down your stomach with a glint in his eyes “I’m never tired when it comes to pleasing my mate.” You sigh softly when he gently parts your thighs, your legs resting on his shoulders “You’re so pretty.” He groans before burying his face between your thighs. His long tongue licking your folds before probing at your hold. You moan softly and squirm as his tongue stretches you out “So good- You taste so good..” He stutters as he whimpers “I don’t want anything else. Ever. I just want to make you feel good.” His leaking cock slips out of his slit “Please- hah please can I make you feel good?” You whimper and nod, head clouded as you feel yourself getting closer.
You grind against him chasing your relief when he pulls away. Your body shudders and you whine at the loss. Caspian swallows up your protests, kissing you like he wants to swallow you whole. Letting out shuddered breaths as he rubs his heavy leaking cock up and down your folds “I need you. Please..” He growls and slowly rubs his tip against your hole before pushing it in. You both moan at the stretch. He’s so big and with the sensitivity of your interrupted release you feel yourself getting close again. Your walls tighten around him and you shudder as you finally cum before he’s even bottomed out. Caspian stays still letting you ride it out while you push down on his length mewling and whining. He lets out a low moan as your face contorts in pleasure “My beautiful mate. So beautiful. All mine, you’re all mine.” He snaps his hips and you gasp as his entire length fills you “I can’t hold back- I need you.” He growls and buries his face in your neck as he starts to pound you. Your body moving up and down at the force “Cas- wait I’m sensitive.” His claws dig into your hips as he growls “Again- I wants you to do it again. Together.” Your legs tighten around his waist but he roughly pries them open again, pinning them down as he leans back and watches his cock go in and out of you “Look at us. We fit so perfectly together..” He sucks in a breath “My mates taking me so well. So good for me.” A clawed hand slides up from your thigh to you hips then your stomach and pressing down. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and he hums in satisfaction “I can feel myself here. Does it feel good?” You sob and sputter “It feels so good- Please don’t stop.” He chuckles softly and leans down to gently kiss you.
His thrusts turn sloppy and your hand shoot up to claw at his back “Cas I-“ He kisses you and nods “I know. Let go for me. My mate. Mine, mine, mine..” He growls and buries his head in your neck sinking his teeth into the flesh sending another wave crashing through you. Seconds after you feel his cock twitch and sputter inside you. He doesn’t stop fucking you as his cum fills you up.
You feel some of it slowly dribble out as Caspian slows down. A white ring coating the base of his cock. He slowly moves the both of you to lay on your sides without pulling out. He sighs contentedly as he hugs you close “You did so good for me.” He rubs your back soothingly and kisses the new aching mark on your neck “I love you so much. So so much.” You feel the words threatening to leave your lips for the sole purpose of not leaving his words hanging but bury your face in his chest instead. You let yourself get lost to the sound of his heartbeat as all your thoughts and worries drift away into a sea of nothing.
Might not write another part for a while so asks for Caspian are welcome!
For the small percentage that voted for no smut, I got you🙏 I’ve marked the nsfw part you can stop reading at that point as it’s at the end of the post.
Taglist at the end of the post because it’s kinda long.
part 1 part 2
male yandere, female yandere
You nod and try keep your attention on the couple in front of you but you squirm under Caspian’s hold. He doesn’t seem to care that you’re not alone as he continues to cling and hold on to you like you’ll disappear if he lets go for one second.
After waking up slightly uncomfortable from your body still not being used to the water Caspian took you to a few other spots that were worth seeing before heading to his friends home. Darya, a mermaid, and her human mate Keith. Both pleasant and clearly hold a special place in Caspian’s life “He persisted. I was so worried about him leaving everything behind but he wouldn’t budge.” Darya looks at her mate with a smile, dark eyes twinkling at the memory. They light up with a new memory when she turns to look at you again “He tried to go after me but ended up almost drowning I had no choice but to take him here.” Keith rolls his eyes “She’s exaggerating I wouldve totally made it I’m a great swimmer.”
You laugh as they banter. They’re truly beautiful together and you can see the love they share even as an outsider to their relationship. You can feel your love growing for Caspian but can what he feels even be called love or is it an infatuation?
You’ve noticed his interest in humans. How he collects items and how he tries to replicate how human talk and act. You can’t help but wonder if you’re just the perfect piece that fit into his fantasy. That perhaps you’re his escape, the only way he can turn his wishes into something tangible.
You blink when Keith looks at you “You should join us.” You glance at Darya then back at Keith “Every year we do a celebration ritual. A rebirth ritual of sorts. Since merpeople live a long time rituals like this kind of remind them to still enjoy life and not be prisoners to routine and boredom.” Keith sends a playful look to Caspian “Caspian here would tag along as a third wheel but this year he can finally come with a mate.” You glance at Caspian and softly smile when you see his flushed face “I would love that.” Keith grimaces “You two are so in love it’s starting to gross me out.” Darya nudges his shoulder “Don’t start. We were the same way.” He rolls his eyes “Yeah whatever..”He snickers and looks at you while getting up “Hey wanna help me get all this out of the way?”
Darya pulls a reluctant Caspian who keeps looking over his shoulder like a hurt puppy out of the room leaving you and Keith alone.
Caspian and Darya’s muffled voices seep into the room as you work to clean up, the noise blending with the clinking of utensils.
Caspian glances at you “So..how are you adjusting? I can’t tell if you’re already used to living here or you’re going insane you’re not giving me much here.” You chuckle and shake your head “I don’t mind it I think it’s beautiful here, really.” He throws you a wary glance. Your words are to comfort him but you can help but feel like you’re telling yourself that more than him “It’s just..I feel homesick.” You sighs softly “Hey I get that. I do. A lot of humans love it here but it’s not in our nature. We need some balance. What does Caspian think about this?” You purse your lips and shake your head “Caspian is a bit..protective? I think he’s scared of me not coming back if I go back there.” Keith moves closer to you, voice low “Look Caspian never..found his match. From both worlds. He’s my friend and he was Daryas for much longer. I’m sure he’s scared you know?” You nod. You could understand that but you need to know this isn’t permanent. Your thoughts spiral and you feel your chest tighten “Hey..” Keith rubs your back, the soothing motion only lessens a fraction of your worries “I trust him. It might take him a minute but talk to him. And hey, you always have a friend here.” He smiles warmly and you have to admit you’re happy you agreed to meet his friends. It feels less lonely with another human here who can truly understand the concerns you have “Thank you Keith.” You smile up at him.
Just when you feels a weight pressed to your back Keith glances behind you biting back a smile as he moves away from you “I’m happily mated Cas. Not gonna steal her away.” He says in a sinsong voice as he makes his way out of the room, sending you a wink before disappearing.
You turn to Caspian to see a pout on his face “You were here too long. What were you talking about?” He pulls you into his arms cradling your head into his chest. You speak quietly into his chest as you wrap your arms around him “Nothing important. Were you worried?” He nods “Missed you..” You chuckles softly and move away “Come on. Let’s go back.”
You knew Caspian loved humans. You knew he was intrigued at the very simple things that made them what they are. How they talk, walk, laugh.
All the shiny little things they make that are meaningless in the grand scheme of things but somehow mean the whole world to them. Caspian studies humans without even realizing it. Peeking out the water and quietly analyzing every scene in front of him. Replaying words he learned in his head before he sleeps. You loved that about him. You thought his curiosity to learn more was endearing. Though, sometimes you can’t help but wonder if his curiosity had turned into obsession when you came along. If in that moment you called out to him in the water something had clicked and what started as an innocent interest turned into something more sinister. Possessive. You think about that late at night when his hands wrap around you so tight you could barely breathe. When his claws and teeth dig into your flesh when he takes you and swears that he won’t ever let you go. You know it without needing him to say it out loud; he wants to create his own world to hide the both of you away. Where only you two exist. Nothing else would matter. You know it but you can’t let it get to that point. That’s how you’ve found yourself in this position. Laying with Caspian and placing soft kisses all over his face slowly coaxing him to let you go back tot he surface “I can’t stay here forever..I’ll spend the day there and I’ll come back at night. Or maybe a week here and a week there?” You speak softly as you trail kisses down his neck. Caspian gently grips your jaw so you can look up at him. The familiar pout on his face “What is so important there that you’re willing to leave your mate for the whole day?” He frowns and you smiles and shake your head “I have friends and I have a job..One I still need to take care of. I can’t just disappear.” He looks away, lips twisted in displeasure. You sigh and cup his cheek “Please..” His eyes flicked between yours contemplating before he gives up, letting out a sharp breath and grumbling a “Fine..” You beam and wrap your arms around him “Thank you..I promise you won’t even notice it.” He sighs and pulls you flush against him “Of course I will, but I’ll do it for you. I love you, I want you to come to me not run from me.” You both lay tangled up with each other. He leaves a trail of kisses down the column of your neck, hands rubbing your hips affectionately.
!nsfw!
He gently nips your skins as his hands drift lower “Caspian..” he hums “Yes my love?” he flips you on your back as he continues to kiss down your body “Aren’t you- ah tired?” He laughs and looks up to you as he kisses down your stomach with a glint in his eyes “I’m never tired when it comes to pleasing my mate.” You sigh softly when he gently parts your thighs, your legs resting on his shoulders “You’re so pretty.” He groans before burying his face between your thighs. His long tongue licking your folds before probing at your hold. You moan softly and squirm as his tongue stretches you out “So good- You taste so good..” He stutters as he whimpers “I don’t want anything else. Ever. I just want to make you feel good.” His leaking cock slips out of his slit “Please- hah please can I make you feel good?” You whimper and nod, head clouded as you feel yourself getting closer.
You grind against him chasing your relief when he pulls away. Your body shudders and you whine at the loss. Caspian swallows up your protests, kissing you like he wants to swallow you whole. Letting out shuddered breaths as he rubs his heavy leaking cock up and down your folds “I need you. Please..” He growls and slowly rubs his tip against your hole before pushing it in. You both moan at the stretch. He’s so big and with the sensitivity of your interrupted release you feel yourself getting close again. Your walls tighten around him and you shudder as you finally cum before he’s even bottomed out. Caspian stays still letting you ride it out while you push down on his length mewling and whining. He lets out a low moan as your face contorts in pleasure “My beautiful mate. So beautiful. All mine, you’re all mine.” He snaps his hips and you gasp as his entire length fills you “I can’t hold back- I need you.” He growls and buries his face in your neck as he starts to pound you. Your body moving up and down at the force “Cas- wait I’m sensitive.” His claws dig into your hips as he growls “Again- I wants you to do it again. Together.” Your legs tighten around his waist but he roughly pries them open again, pinning them down as he leans back and watches his cock go in and out of you “Look at us. We fit so perfectly together..” He sucks in a breath “My mates taking me so well. So good for me.” A clawed hand slides up from your thigh to you hips then your stomach and pressing down. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and he hums in satisfaction “I can feel myself here. Does it feel good?” You sob and sputter “It feels so good- Please don’t stop.” He chuckles softly and leans down to gently kiss you.
His thrusts turn sloppy and your hand shoot up to claw at his back “Cas I-“ He kisses you and nods “I know. Let go for me. My mate. Mine, mine, mine..” He growls and buries his head in your neck sinking his teeth into the flesh sending another wave crashing through you. Seconds after you feel his cock twitch and sputter inside you. He doesn’t stop fucking you as his cum fills you up.
You feel some of it slowly dribble out as Caspian slows down. A white ring coating the base of his cock. He slowly moves the both of you to lay on your sides without pulling out. He sighs contentedly as he hugs you close “You did so good for me.” He rubs your back soothingly and kisses the new aching mark on your neck “I love you so much. So so much.” You feel the words threatening to leave your lips for the sole purpose of not leaving his words hanging but bury your face in his chest instead. You let yourself get lost to the sound of his heartbeat as all your thoughts and worries drift away into a sea of nothing.
Might not write another part for a while so asks for Caspian are welcome!
For the small percentage that voted for no smut, I got you🙏 I’ve marked the nsfw part you can stop reading at that point as it’s at the end of the post.
Taglist at the end of the post because it’s kinda long.
part 1 part 2
male yandere, female yandere
You nod and try keep your attention on the couple in front of you but you squirm under Caspian’s hold. He doesn’t seem to care that you’re not alone as he continues to cling and hold on to you like you’ll disappear if he lets go for one second.
After waking up slightly uncomfortable from your body still not being used to the water Caspian took you to a few other spots that were worth seeing before heading to his friends home. Darya, a mermaid, and her human mate Keith. Both pleasant and clearly hold a special place in Caspian’s life “He persisted. I was so worried about him leaving everything behind but he wouldn’t budge.” Darya looks at her mate with a smile, dark eyes twinkling at the memory. They light up with a new memory when she turns to look at you again “He tried to go after me but ended up almost drowning I had no choice but to take him here.” Keith rolls his eyes “She’s exaggerating I wouldve totally made it I’m a great swimmer.”
You laugh as they banter. They’re truly beautiful together and you can see the love they share even as an outsider to their relationship. You can feel your love growing for Caspian but can what he feels even be called love or is it an infatuation?
You’ve noticed his interest in humans. How he collects items and how he tries to replicate how human talk and act. You can’t help but wonder if you’re just the perfect piece that fit into his fantasy. That perhaps you’re his escape, the only way he can turn his wishes into something tangible.
You blink when Keith looks at you “You should join us.” You glance at Darya then back at Keith “Every year we do a celebration ritual. A rebirth ritual of sorts. Since merpeople live a long time rituals like this kind of remind them to still enjoy life and not be prisoners to routine and boredom.” Keith sends a playful look to Caspian “Caspian here would tag along as a third wheel but this year he can finally come with a mate.” You glance at Caspian and softly smile when you see his flushed face “I would love that.” Keith grimaces “You two are so in love it’s starting to gross me out.” Darya nudges his shoulder “Don’t start. We were the same way.” He rolls his eyes “Yeah whatever..”He snickers and looks at you while getting up “Hey wanna help me get all this out of the way?”
Darya pulls a reluctant Caspian who keeps looking over his shoulder like a hurt puppy out of the room leaving you and Keith alone.
Caspian and Darya’s muffled voices seep into the room as you work to clean up, the noise blending with the clinking of utensils.
Caspian glances at you “So..how are you adjusting? I can’t tell if you’re already used to living here or you’re going insane you’re not giving me much here.” You chuckle and shake your head “I don’t mind it I think it’s beautiful here, really.” He throws you a wary glance. Your words are to comfort him but you can help but feel like you’re telling yourself that more than him “It’s just..I feel homesick.” You sighs softly “Hey I get that. I do. A lot of humans love it here but it’s not in our nature. We need some balance. What does Caspian think about this?” You purse your lips and shake your head “Caspian is a bit..protective? I think he’s scared of me not coming back if I go back there.” Keith moves closer to you, voice low “Look Caspian never..found his match. From both worlds. He’s my friend and he was Daryas for much longer. I’m sure he’s scared you know?” You nod. You could understand that but you need to know this isn’t permanent. Your thoughts spiral and you feel your chest tighten “Hey..” Keith rubs your back, the soothing motion only lessens a fraction of your worries “I trust him. It might take him a minute but talk to him. And hey, you always have a friend here.” He smiles warmly and you have to admit you’re happy you agreed to meet his friends. It feels less lonely with another human here who can truly understand the concerns you have “Thank you Keith.” You smile up at him.
Just when you feels a weight pressed to your back Keith glances behind you biting back a smile as he moves away from you “I’m happily mated Cas. Not gonna steal her away.” He says in a sinsong voice as he makes his way out of the room, sending you a wink before disappearing.
You turn to Caspian to see a pout on his face “You were here too long. What were you talking about?” He pulls you into his arms cradling your head into his chest. You speak quietly into his chest as you wrap your arms around him “Nothing important. Were you worried?” He nods “Missed you..” You chuckles softly and move away “Come on. Let’s go back.”
You knew Caspian loved humans. You knew he was intrigued at the very simple things that made them what they are. How they talk, walk, laugh.
All the shiny little things they make that are meaningless in the grand scheme of things but somehow mean the whole world to them. Caspian studies humans without even realizing it. Peeking out the water and quietly analyzing every scene in front of him. Replaying words he learned in his head before he sleeps. You loved that about him. You thought his curiosity to learn more was endearing. Though, sometimes you can’t help but wonder if his curiosity had turned into obsession when you came along. If in that moment you called out to him in the water something had clicked and what started as an innocent interest turned into something more sinister. Possessive. You think about that late at night when his hands wrap around you so tight you could barely breathe. When his claws and teeth dig into your flesh when he takes you and swears that he won’t ever let you go. You know it without needing him to say it out loud; he wants to create his own world to hide the both of you away. Where only you two exist. Nothing else would matter. You know it but you can’t let it get to that point. That’s how you’ve found yourself in this position. Laying with Caspian and placing soft kisses all over his face slowly coaxing him to let you go back tot he surface “I can’t stay here forever..I’ll spend the day there and I’ll come back at night. Or maybe a week here and a week there?” You speak softly as you trail kisses down his neck. Caspian gently grips your jaw so you can look up at him. The familiar pout on his face “What is so important there that you’re willing to leave your mate for the whole day?” He frowns and you smiles and shake your head “I have friends and I have a job..One I still need to take care of. I can’t just disappear.” He looks away, lips twisted in displeasure. You sigh and cup his cheek “Please..” His eyes flicked between yours contemplating before he gives up, letting out a sharp breath and grumbling a “Fine..” You beam and wrap your arms around him “Thank you..I promise you won’t even notice it.” He sighs and pulls you flush against him “Of course I will, but I’ll do it for you. I love you, I want you to come to me not run from me.” You both lay tangled up with each other. He leaves a trail of kisses down the column of your neck, hands rubbing your hips affectionately.
!nsfw!
He gently nips your skins as his hands drift lower “Caspian..” he hums “Yes my love?” he flips you on your back as he continues to kiss down your body “Aren’t you- ah tired?” He laughs and looks up to you as he kisses down your stomach with a glint in his eyes “I’m never tired when it comes to pleasing my mate.” You sigh softly when he gently parts your thighs, your legs resting on his shoulders “You’re so pretty.” He groans before burying his face between your thighs. His long tongue licking your folds before probing at your hold. You moan softly and squirm as his tongue stretches you out “So good- You taste so good..” He stutters as he whimpers “I don’t want anything else. Ever. I just want to make you feel good.” His leaking cock slips out of his slit “Please- hah please can I make you feel good?” You whimper and nod, head clouded as you feel yourself getting closer.
You grind against him chasing your relief when he pulls away. Your body shudders and you whine at the loss. Caspian swallows up your protests, kissing you like he wants to swallow you whole. Letting out shuddered breaths as he rubs his heavy leaking cock up and down your folds “I need you. Please..” He growls and slowly rubs his tip against your hole before pushing it in. You both moan at the stretch. He’s so big and with the sensitivity of your interrupted release you feel yourself getting close again. Your walls tighten around him and you shudder as you finally cum before he’s even bottomed out. Caspian stays still letting you ride it out while you push down on his length mewling and whining. He lets out a low moan as your face contorts in pleasure “My beautiful mate. So beautiful. All mine, you’re all mine.” He snaps his hips and you gasp as his entire length fills you “I can’t hold back- I need you.” He growls and buries his face in your neck as he starts to pound you. Your body moving up and down at the force “Cas- wait I’m sensitive.” His claws dig into your hips as he growls “Again- I wants you to do it again. Together.” Your legs tighten around his waist but he roughly pries them open again, pinning them down as he leans back and watches his cock go in and out of you “Look at us. We fit so perfectly together..” He sucks in a breath “My mates taking me so well. So good for me.” A clawed hand slides up from your thigh to you hips then your stomach and pressing down. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and he hums in satisfaction “I can feel myself here. Does it feel good?” You sob and sputter “It feels so good- Please don’t stop.” He chuckles softly and leans down to gently kiss you.
His thrusts turn sloppy and your hand shoot up to claw at his back “Cas I-“ He kisses you and nods “I know. Let go for me. My mate. Mine, mine, mine..” He growls and buries his head in your neck sinking his teeth into the flesh sending another wave crashing through you. Seconds after you feel his cock twitch and sputter inside you. He doesn’t stop fucking you as his cum fills you up.
You feel some of it slowly dribble out as Caspian slows down. A white ring coating the base of his cock. He slowly moves the both of you to lay on your sides without pulling out. He sighs contentedly as he hugs you close “You did so good for me.” He rubs your back soothingly and kisses the new aching mark on your neck “I love you so much. So so much.” You feel the words threatening to leave your lips for the sole purpose of not leaving his words hanging but bury your face in his chest instead. You let yourself get lost to the sound of his heartbeat as all your thoughts and worries drift away into a sea of nothing.
was tempted to make this nsfw buttt since it wasn’t in the ask thought I’ll keep it sfw just incase! lmk if yall are interested in Ava nsfw headcanons🫠
Things didn’t get weird when you started dating Ava. You spent your time the same way you always have. Nothing should have changed except for Ava somehow becoming even more intense. You started noticing things you weren’t sure are a result of your new relationship or you were just blind to before.
yandere Ava who hard launched you 15 minutes after you started dating. Spamming her story with your face. Which isn’t new really her account was filled with more pictures of you than her. Though the romantic lyrics and the “my beautiful girlfriend<3” typed out over the picture didn’t leave any room to question your relationship.
yandere Ava who’s more comfortable with public affection now more then ever. Being out in public before, no one ever assumed you were together no matter how hard she clung to your side. She had to watch guys slide their eyes over your body and walk up to you with the audacity to ask for your number. Now she doesn’t have to deal with any of it. All she has to do is pull you in and kiss you, her face glowing with satisfaction when they awkwardly walk away.
yandere Ava who literally won’t let you go. Calling her an affectionate person is a huge understatement. If you’re in the kitchen making a snack she’s sneaking behind you and wrapping her arms around your waist. If you’re waiting in line she sees it as an opportunity to hug and kiss you, earning a few scoffs from the people behind you. If you’re trying to relax while reading a book she’ll plop herself and lay her head on your lap watching you without saying anything. Lounging on the couch watching tv, laying in bed, doesn’t matter. She’s always wrapped around you.
yandere Ava who has trouble letting go of some old habits. She has you. She shouldn’t need to steal your underwear or roll around in the sheets when you’re out because they have your scent. She just can’t help it she needs every part of you all the time.
yandere Ava who can’t help but get jealous. She never shows it or tells you about it. It drove you away from your lousy ex-boyfriend, which worked out wonderfully for her, but it could drive you away from her too and she won’t risk it. But every time one of your friends hug you, or you have lunch with your friend group and she’s not there’s she can’t help but spiral. She stays awake at night watching your chest rise and fall slowly. What if you one day decide you have feelings for a friend just like you did with her? What if there’s a friend that hugs you too long when they see you or steal your things without you noticing?
She tries not to let it get to her head but it’s so easy for her to get paranoid.
yandere Ava who loves to leave her mark on you. Whether it’s marks littered all over your neck or a necklace with her initials, she’s always searching for little ways to prove you’re hers. So that if she’s not there people can connect the dots that you’re taken.
yandere Ava who whispers in your ear at night begging you not to leave her. Telling you how much she loves you, adores you, lives for you.
Her arms tighten around you making sure you never slip away. You’re the only good thing in her life, she can’t ever let you go
