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ᯓ★ F1 DRIVERS REACTING TO GETTING A RANDOM HUG FROM YOU!

Oscar piastri - As soon as you hug him, he’s all in. He wraps his arms around you snugly, pulls you closer, and starts burying his face in your neck or hair. “That was nice,” he’ll say with a warm smile, holding you for a moment longer. It’s a quiet, meaningful hug that speaks volumes and you’re so grateful he’s yours

Lando Norris - As soon as you hug him, he’ll make a show of it by kissing your cheek, wrapping you in a bear hug, and giving you extra attention. “Thank you, baby” His affection doesn’t stop at the hug; he might shower you with kisses or more hugs afterward.

Carlos Sainz - The second you hug him, he gets all excited and maybe even lifts you up in a playful spin. “Is this some kind of secret surprise hug party?” He’s laughing as he kisses all over your face.

Charles Leclerc - He immediately becomes suspicious. “Okay, what’s going on here? Did you forget something? Are you trying to distract me from something?” He’s playful and grins but returns the hug nevertheless

Max Verstappen - He freezes for a moment, caught off guard by the unexpected hug, but then quickly melts into it, wrapping his arms around you tightly. He pulls away with a big smile, maybe teasing you lightly: “Well, that was unexpected… but I’m not complaining.”

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well. this was a trip to write. deadass had to take breaks and scream into my pillow, dying from embarrassment. anyways, enjoy my little funky monkes

forewarning: smut (duh), some language

[ exhibitionism and degradation ]

dark hallways, parked cars, unlocked doors, and hotel balconies. the idea of being caught while he's deep inside you ignites something within Shawn. and he tries to chase that feeling every chance he gets. you often find yourself pinned against the large window of your shared hotel room, his fingers in your mouth as the occasional sound of footsteps behind the door make your heart stutter. he would lean close to your ear and call you a slut, his slut. wrap his arms around you and pull you to his chest. he gets a thrill when he's thrusting into you and a knock on the door would push you two to a sudden halt. that doesn't stop Shawn though. his thrusts would go faster, enjoying how tears would fall down your cheeks as he goes deeper, his hips snapping harder than it did before. he does his best to make you moan, to let whoever was at your hotel door to know that you belong to him. "god, you're so needy" "nothing but a slut for my cock" "so pretty with my cum in you"

[ hair pulling and marking ]

shawn's mouth would explore every surface on your body, his teeth grazing against your flesh. he's addicted to leaving bite marks on your thighs and hand prints on your waist. In turn, you'd leave claw marks running down his back and hickeys on his neck. he's rough. his hands don't shy away from you and they'll eventually find themselves in your hair, tugging your head back as he licks down your chest. he'd pay extra attention to your breasts, taking the time to make your nipples red and sensitive with his fingers and tongue until you're mewling and shuddering. shawn would hold your hair back with one hand as his other hand would trace his cock along your lips. he loves the way you moan when he pulls on your hair, pulling even harder to get you to tighten your legs around his hips. he doesn't hide the love marks you give him. as much as he enjoys letting people know you're his, he also loves to let them know that he's yours.

[ edging and teasing ]

shawn likes the control he has on you. to see you cry and lose your breath because of him and to have the power to make you beg for more. he'll fuck you just right, thrust into you and abruptly stop just before you climax. the way you cry out and how your jaw drops is just enough for him to thrust into you again. the whole process repeats itself until both of you are breathless and overstimulated. he won't let you cum until you're sobbing. he loves cumming on your stomach and the small of your back the most.

So, first of all, I love your blog. I literally love the way you deal with Yandere and Avatar!!!!-

Secondly, I don't know if it counts as a request or something, but I got to thinking a bit about Navi culture and all that.

I know that Jake and Neytiri had no problem adopting Kiri, as both adults had a special, deep connection and relationship with Grace, but I don't know how the Navi in general handle orphaning and adoption issues, as my native tribal references have an unreliable handle on orphaning (between various anthropologists they tend to contradict each other and circumstances can generate a different communal and individual response in each case).

So… going on to the Yandere and all that.

Do you think the Yandere Sully (any of them) or Yandere Navi in general (any of your choice) would react to their love interest's previous baby?

Kind of like their SO was already pregnant before they met them or they already have relatively grown children, like Tuk's age?

First of all, thank you <3 Secondly, I have tried to make this and I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: this won’t be seen from the Na’vi culture pov since I too lazy to look it up, I’ll just imagine what I think of it.

Content: firstly, any yandere Na’vi and then we have yandere Jake, yandere Neytiri, yandere aged up! Neteyam, yandere! Aged up! Lo’ak and Yandere! Aged up! Kiri + bonus! Yandere! Tsu’tey

Warnings: breeding, s/o is a person capable of getting pregnant

Headcanons of yandere Na’vi, Jake, Neytiri, Neteyam, Lo’ak, Kiri and Tsu’tey with an s/o who has a kid from another relationship.

First, any Na’vi

Probably not too fond of the idea. But will comply if it makes you happy.

Will never see that child as theirs and sometimes it is pretty clear even though they try to hide it.

If you are widowed, they’ll try to accept that the child will always be there. Might as well make one of his own.

If you are just separated from your previous mate, the Na’vi will send your child with your mate for long periods of time. As long as he can hold it. And in those periods of time will do whatever it takes to keep you so occupied you don’t remember you have a child. Also will try to get you pregnant, so by the time your child from other mate comes back, you won’t be able to take care of it.

Pretends to protect your child during hunts and stuff, but to be honest, they wouldn’t mind if something happened, you are not in love with anyone but them, why should another person’s spawn be there with you?

Probably baby traps you even though is pretty clear you aren’t leaving. But it is also that they are really proud on having you with a baby of their own.

If it happens, that you get pregnant, the Na’vi will have favoritism for their child, obviously.

Jake Sully

He is a manipulative yandere, as I said before. He might take many different approaches to this situation.

He could act like the father of the year and have you happy and unknowing as he treats the child with such love and care as it was one of his own. Even though, he is disgusted with the idea. That child is the living proof you your bond with other person. He will never be as overprotective as he is with one of his own, he will be tougher.

Another approach is acting all nice and sweet in front of you and then just covering the child’s basic needs. Kind of a Spider situation going on. He lets the kid be and in front of you is sweet but then he just treats the kid as the stray cat you feed once a week. Never treated wrongly but never actually part of the family. He would never mistreat the child in any physical or mental way, he might be a yandere but he ain’t no monster.

The last but not least approach, make you despise your child. This only works if you have separated from your previous mate. If you are widowed he wouldn’t do such a thing, specially since it was specified that the child is around Tuk’s age and that is pretty young.

If you separated from your previous mate, he would send the child away and then would poison your mind. Slowly but surely manipulating you into hating (or something close) your own spawn. Reminding you of the person you were previously with and painting it as a bad thing.

Also the type to give you a baby, like get you pregnant and stuff, so that your attention will go to the baby and him and not your other child. Even though you will try to keep up, he will do anything as to make your other child isolated.

Not very good in any approach if you ask me.

Neytiri

Not fond of the idea then, not fond of the idea now. Literally despises the kid from minute 0.

Might as well accept it if she knows you are going to stay longer if nothing happens.

Never and I mean never treats the child as one of her own, she accepts the fact that the kid is there and that’s it.

She might want for either of you to get pregnant to “bigger” the family. She is just telling a lie. She knows how much work a baby gives and that will give her time to go away from that demonic spawn of your last relationship.

If you are widowed, she might feel sad for the kid, but she still dislikes it, seeing how similar it is to you but so different at the same time.

If you separated from your previous mate (and they have been lucky enough not to be killed by Neytiri), the kid will ALWAYS end up on their place. Neytiri might even blackmail or threat your last partner just to make them stay with the child.

Neteyam

He is a sweetheart, even as a yandere. He will in fact treat the child as one of his own. He feels pity for the kid.

He knows how you are and he will act in consequence. If he treats the child just like one of his own, you will love him forever right?

Also, if you are widowed he will actually feel pity for the child.

If you have separated from your previous mate, he will always try to look better than them in your child’s eyes.

OBVIOUSLY, the type of step-dad who tries to make the child call him dad. Now he is with you, he is the dad. Even if the child is not his, it is yours and it makes him his.

Will have your child and you up in a pedestal and he will pamper, spoil and do anything for you guys.

Probably the type to develop yandere platonic feelings for the kid once they have been interacting. He sees the kid as a little portion of you so he must protect it.

Lo’ak

Ngl, he will try to breed you to make you forget about the other one.

Pretends to care for it, knowing it keeps you calm. But in reality, why would he care about the only reminder that you hadn’t been his first. That reminder that there is a piece of you mixed with someone else’s before he was able to breed you.

Pretty irresponsible with the kid, same with the Jake scenario.

Probably treats it as a stray cat that is there.

If he has a child of his own with you, he wont treat the equally.

Kiri

Just as Neteyam, will treat the kid as one of her own.

Probably a caring mother, posible Tsa’hìk.

Never mistreats the child in any way. She knows that it will be better for your relationship if you both are the child’s parental figures.

Teaches the kid things about Pandora.

As she is so close to Eywa, she knows the child isn’t hers biologically but it her mind, it is hers.

Tsu’tey

Only two ways around.

He will make you choose between the kid and him, but with the small twist that he is a yandere and that there isn’t actually a choice.

Or he will pretend to be a good father for your kid and will try to get you pregnant as soon as he can to breed one spawn of his own.

He needs constant reassurance and lets you know about it. That way he can guilt trip you into caring about him more.

Will always try to be better than your past mate, he will always find ways to outrun them. Talks bad about your past partner to the child. If he has to deal with this, the kid will workship him.

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Hi guys! I found this adorable photo of Lyle when he was a kid, holding baby Erik. Also Lyle looks so proud/happy to be holding Erik in this photo.

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☆⁠ PAIRING : Robins x Fem Reader

☆⁠ SYNOPSIS : When You Leave Your Lipstick Mark On His Lips.

☆⁠ CHARACTERS : Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne.

☆⁠ NOTES : Teenagers in love. English is not my first language. Hope you enjoy!

— DICK GRAYSON ⋆

You lean in for a quick kiss before he swings off into the night. It’s short and sweet, but your lipstick leaves a bold, bright mark on his lips. Dick, being Dick, doesn’t notice.

He spends the rest of the patrol flirting with civilians and intimidating bad guys with your lipstick mark still there.

A woman he saves from a mugger gives him a weird look. "Uh, nice lipstick?" she says, trying not to laugh.

Dick blinks. "Lipstick? I don’t—" He touches his mouth and freezes. He puts two and two together and his face goes red. "Oh my god. She—no, wait, this is fine. I can spin this. I’m Robin. I’m cool."

The next time he sees you, he points at you accusingly. "You marked me! On purpose!" But he’s not mad—he’s delighted. He grins and says, "Next time, make it a heart."

— JASON TODD ⋆

Jason’s about to leave when you grab his face, pull him close, and kiss him. He smirks after, acting all tough. "You’re gonna make me late, babe." Then he takes off without a second thought, completely unaware of the deep red lipstick print on his lips.

He crashes a gang meeting (as Robin does) and all the thugs freeze. No one’s scared—they’re trying not to laugh.

"What’s so funny?" Jason growls.

One of them snickers, "Nice lipstick, kid."

Jason blinks, confused, then wipes his mouth with his glove. When he sees the red smear, his brain explodes. "OH, COME ON!"

He’s so embarrassed that he goes back to the Batcave immediately. When Bruce sees him, Jason tries to act casual, but Bruce raises an eyebrow. "Rough night?" Jason turns bright red and storms out.

— DAMIAN WAYNE ⋆

You catch Damian off guard with a quick kiss, leaving your lipstick mark on his lips. He pretends not to care, but he’s secretly glowing inside. Unfortunately, Damian being Damian, he doesn’t bother checking a mirror before continuing his patrol.

He interrogates a criminal, looming over them like the terrifying Robin he is. The criminal, shaking, says, "Dude, are you wearing lipstick?"

Damian blinks. "Excuse me?"

The thug nods, biting back laughter. "Yeah, it’s… pink. Cute."

Damian immediately wipes his mouth with his cape and sees the mark. His eyes narrow. His soul leaves his body. "Tt. She will PAY for this indignity!"

But he doesn’t actually bring it up to you. Instead, he quietly keeps the lipstick mark on a napkin he swiped from patrol, secretly treasuring it like some kind of bizarre trophy.

The next time they see you:

Dick: "Next time, can we match colors? I’ll wear lipstick too!"

Jason: "You’re evil, you know that? I can’t even LOOK at those thugs again."

Damian: "You think this is amusing? You’re testing my patience, woman!" (But he secretly hopes you’ll do it again.)

— MASTERLIST ☆

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hiiii ! i absolutely LOVEEE your writing 👏 i’m not sure if you do this ( ITS OKAY IF YOU DONT) but i’m just looking for anything plus size reader with nicholas chavez because ive yet to see one and it doesn’t hurt to ask !

a/n: thank you sm for this ask and i hope you enjoy the fic!!! and let me know if i should do more!!

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you and nicholas had been dating for a few months now, and tonight was a big deal—meeting some of his friends for the first time. you weren’t usually one to stress over things like this, but as you sat in the restaurant booth, your eyes darted between nicholas, who was casually chatting away, and his group of friends, who were equally as glamorous as he was. it was a bit intimidating, to say the least.

nicholas, ever the charmer, leaned in close, his hand casually resting on your thigh. "you okay?" he whispered, his voice so low and smooth it sent a shiver up your spine.

you nodded with a small smile, but the anxiety of the moment was still there, lingering beneath the surface. you adjusted your dress, one that hugged your curves just right, a confidence booster for sure. but now, seated among his friends, you started to feel that familiar insecurity creeping in.

"you look amazing, by the way," nicholas murmured in your ear before giving you a quick kiss on your temple, his lips lingering just enough to make your heart race. "don't let them intimidate you."

you were grateful for his support, especially as victoria—one of his friends who looked like she’d stepped right out of a fashion magazine—continued to shoot glances your way. she was tall, effortlessly thin, and the type of girl you’d seen nicholas photographed with countless times before. the kind that made you wonder, why me?

but nicholas wasn’t like that. he never made you feel any less than beautiful, no matter your size. in fact, he was constantly telling you how irresistible you were, which was one of the many reasons you’d fallen for him. that, and his ridiculous sense of humor, the way his eyes sparkled when he laughed, the way he never seemed to care about what anyone else thought.

the conversation flowed easily as the food arrived—an array of delicious dishes that smelled so good you almost forgot your nerves. you started to relax as you filled your plate, enjoying the chatter and the way nicholas’ thumb traced slow, lazy circles on your knee beneath the table. his friends were warm and friendly enough, but you couldn’t help but notice victoria, sitting across from you, glancing at your plate every now and then.

“so, nicholas,” victoria began, her tone sweet but with an edge that made you bristle. “how did you two meet again?”

nicholas grinned, completely oblivious to the undertone in her voice. “we met through some mutual friends at a party. i saw her from across the room and knew i had to talk to her,” he said, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze.

victoria’s smile was tight, and she looked at you with thinly veiled judgment. “that’s sweet,” she said, then leaned back in her chair, taking a sip of her drink. “i just… didn’t picture you with someone like her.”

your fork paused mid-air, the bite you were about to take suddenly feeling like too much. nicholas stiffened beside you, his eyes narrowing, but before he could say anything, victoria let out a small laugh and added, “i mean, nicholas usually dates models, right? you know, girls who practically live at the gym.”

the words hung in the air, sharp and cutting. you felt your heart sink, your appetite vanishing as quickly as it had come. you forced a smile, trying to brush it off, but the damage was done. suddenly, every bite you’d taken felt like it was under scrutiny. you pushed your plate away slightly, your stomach twisting into knots.

nicholas’ hand tightened on your leg, and he turned to victoria, his voice low and controlled. “victoria, i don’t think that’s necessary.”

“oh, come on,” she said with a light laugh, clearly not realizing—or not caring—how uncomfortable she’d made you. “i’m just teasing.”

“yeah, well, it’s not funny,” nicholas shot back, his tone icy now. his hand left your thigh as he straightened in his seat, ready to confront her head-on, but you gave his arm a soft squeeze, silently asking him to let it go. you didn’t want to cause a scene, not here, not like this.

instead, you leaned back, trying to breathe through the sudden wave of insecurity that washed over you. it wasn’t that you weren’t confident in yourself—nicholas had made sure you knew exactly how much he adored you—but moments like this… they were hard. you’d spent years battling your own self-doubt, and it wasn’t easy to shake off someone’s judgment so easily.

nicholas noticed immediately when you stopped eating. “hey, are you okay?” he whispered, concern etched into his handsome features.

you nodded, though the tightness in your chest told a different story. “i’m fine,” you said, but your voice lacked its usual warmth. you wanted to be fine, wanted to laugh it off, but victoria’s words had cut deeper than you’d anticipated.

nicholas wasn’t having it. without another word, he stood up from the table, reaching for your hand. “come on,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

the rest of the table fell silent as he pulled you to your feet, not caring about the confused looks from his friends. “nicholas—” you started to protest, but he shook his head, a determined look in his eyes.

“we’re leaving.”

you barely had time to grab your bag before he was leading you out of the restaurant, his hand warm and firm in yours. you could feel your cheeks burning with embarrassment, but more than that, you felt… safe. like no matter what, nicholas had your back.

outside, the cool night air hit your skin, and you shivered slightly. nicholas immediately shrugged off his jacket and draped it over your shoulders, wrapping you in his warmth. “i’m sorry about that,” he said softly, pulling you close.

you looked up at him, your heart swelling with gratitude and love. “you don’t have to apologize for her.”

“no, but i should’ve said something sooner,” he said, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “victoria doesn’t know what she’s talking about. you’re beautiful, inside and out, and if she can’t see that, then screw her.”

you let out a shaky laugh, leaning into his touch. “i just… i don’t know. i felt like i didn’t belong.”

nicholas’ expression softened, and he cupped your face gently in his hands, his thumbs brushing against your cheeks. “you belong with me. always. i don’t care what anyone else thinks.”

his words melted away the lingering hurt, and you smiled up at him, feeling a surge of warmth spread through your chest. “you’re kind of perfect, you know that?”

he smirked, leaning down to press a soft, lingering kiss to your lips. “well, i do have a pretty amazing girlfriend, so i guess that helps.”

you laughed, the sound light and free, as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for another kiss. this time, the world around you faded away, and all that mattered was the feeling of his lips on yours, the way his hands held you like you were the most precious thing in the world.

when you finally pulled away, breathless and a little dazed, nicholas grinned down at you. “how about we skip the rest of the night and get some takeout instead? just you and me.”

your heart fluttered at the thought, and you nodded, smiling. “that sounds perfect.”

and as nicholas laced his fingers with yours, leading you down the street, you realized that with him by your side, you didn’t need anyone else’s approval. you were enough—more than enough.

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Neteyam Headcanons ✽ Part 2

Neteyam is a very attentive listener. Even if he’s busy doing something, or after a long day when he just wants to rest, you’ll know he’s listening to every word you’re saying. He loves hearing your voice, and your bubbly storytelling over the rundown of your day while he was gone actually helps take his mind off the responsibilities that ail him. Though he may not respond in words all the time, you’ll look over to see his ear flick in your direction as a clear indicator that he’s hearing you, followed by a hum or a head nod that permits you to continue speaking. You’ll beam when you hear him randomly chime in. “And then what?”

He definitely gets jealous. He comes off as secure due to his naturally confident demeanor, but deep down he’s terrified that one day he’ll lose everything he loves, including you. Anytime he catches another male looking at you in a way he doesn’t like, he’ll bare his fangs at them and hope you’re not paying attention. You only look up at him to see what’s going on based off the other man’s reaction and he’ll send you the sweetest smile that extinguishes your suspicions, until you feel his tail possessively coil around your thigh.

Loves having his hair played with and finds it very relaxing. It’s so easy to coax him to sleep at night, regardless of his want to stay up with you. After only five minutes of you running your fingers through his hair you’ll hear him snoring into the small of your neck. He’s also trying to grow it out to be as long as his mom’s, so when you show interest or appreciation towards it and mention that it might have gotten longer, he gets very excited. You usually wake up before him in the mornings, so as you’re waiting for him to open his eyes you’ll strum your fingers through his soft braids, massaging his scalp on the way down and eliciting deep, faint purrs from the man fast asleep on your chest.

Depending on the situation, the man can have quite the temper on him. To no surprise, though. I feel as if the ones who constantly appear calm, collected, and carefree are the ones you definitely do not want to piss off. He may appear a big softie and a sweetheart because let’s be honest, he is. But when it comes to protecting you or his family? He’s going to jail.

Has a staring problem. He can’t keep his eyes off you no matter how hard he tries. He’ll be in a meeting with Jake and the other warriors off in the distance, and you’ll look over to see him paying zero attention and looking dead at you while you’re helping the female elder’s with some tasks. When you catch him ogling you’ll motion your head at his father and urge him to focus with a pointing look, in which he just grins and quickly looks away.

And lastly, I headcanon that Neteyam has social anxiety. Being the eldest son of olo’eyktan and up next for the throne, he’s constantly stared at or bothered wherever he goes and it overwhelms him. He wishes he could just be a normal na’vi, free to live his life the way he pleases. Not ‘son of Toruk Makto’ or ‘the next clan leader’. Just plain old Neteyam. You’re the only one who sees him as who he really is and doesn’t put him on a pedestal simply because of his title. He prefers to spend his free time with you, cuddled up somewhere in a secluded part of the forest and safely tucked away from the eyes of others.

╰┈➤Day 18: Fellatio || GR63 x Hamilton!reader

Warnings: 18+, blowjob, sub!george, drivers room sex, secret relationship, fwb Wordcount: 0.7k Fellatio (also known as fellation, and in slang as blowjob, BJ, giving head, or sucking off) is an oral sex act involving a person stimulating the penis of another by using the mouth

George was always hard before a race. Adrenaline pumping through his blood or some shit

Normally he wouldn't care. Drive with the boner, but if it hurt too much, he'd take care of it before

Everything changed when she came around

It was probably wrong of him to think of Lewis' sister like that, but god, she was an angel sent from heaven

The first time he had seen her, it was right before a race, so of course, when she had noticed he was hard, she had blushed furously, thinking it was because of her

He found her later, making himself look like an idiot when he stuttered out his words, trying to explain to her that it wasn't because of her, then having to apologise because he made it sound like she wasn't pretty or attractive, to then after being in his drivers room, her lips wrapped around his cock becuase she offered to "help"

They kept going like this. She would show up to as many races as could, "helping" George before each race

When she couldn't be there, he raced with the oner, no matter how uncomfortable it was, finding himself feel… Guilty? If he touched himself without her being there

She had been promoted, so she didn't show at the races for a long time. When George finally saw her walk by Lewis' side into the garage, he felt as though he could fall to his knees right in the middle of it all, begging her to suck him off- or litterly anything that included skin against skin contact

He got himself together, making a eyecontact with her before he walked to his drivers room. It wasn't just eye contact, it was the eye contact

When she got to his drivers room a minute after, he sat on the couch, already gotten rid of his shirt and his jeans and boxers pushed down to his mid-thighs

She scoffed slightly, locking the door behind her "What if anyone that wasn't me walked in, hm?" She hummed, walking over to him

"Don't care. Just want you" He looked up at her with begging eyes, reaching out to touch her hand carefully

She took a pillow from the couch, throwing it to the floor at his feet, lowering herself to be leveled with his cock

One of her hands were placed on his waist, the other holding his hand, his other hand placed over his mouth once she finally licked a stribe up his cock, flicking it over his slit, making his body jump slightly

"You're so perfect" She muttered, placing a kiss on his hip bone before swallowing him whole, gagging slightly. Normally he would apologise, but she had told him the first time to never apologise for it, so he didn't

She moved slowly. She had pulled her hair up in a ponytail before she left the hotel, knowing this waas gonna happen, so her hair was no problem to worry about

She looked up at him, expecting to find his eyes, but she didn't seethem. His head was thrown back, hand covering his mouth

He thrusted his hips up into her mouth soft and slow, meeting her mouth halfway

She smiled as well as she could around him as she felt him slightly twitch inside her mouth, knowing he was close now

Without a warning, beside his hand tightning around hers, he came down her throat, a quiet moan escaping his lips, caught by his hand covering it

She swallowed all of him, only popping off of him once he was soft again, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand

She stood up, their hands still interwined as she leaned down to kiss the corner of his mouth softly, caressing his hair "Missed you" She said softly

"I missed you too" He panted heavily