warnings: smut, bondage, slightly dom!reader (no pegging tho), riding, nipple play (fem!receiving), teasing, loid has horse cock (but we already know that hmmm)
a/n: this was supposed to be an uzui tengen drabble at first but i changed it last minute sorry uzui stans :(
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Post-sex with Loid Forger is truly blissful.
Normally, you can never catch him off guard. He’s expecting the unexpected at all times— even in his sleep, you recall, from all the times he fully wakes up when you merely shuffle in bed next to him.
But now, with sweat seeping from his skin, making the strands of his pretty blond hair stick to his forehead, his eyes are closed in peace. His breathing has evened out from shallow gasps, muscled chest rising and falling at a steady pace. You stroke his cheek and he moves into your palm lovingly. A part of you feels bad to ask him now when he’s feeling quite domestic, but you know you won’t have the confidence to tell him any other time.
“Loid.”
“Hmm?”
“…Why don’t you ever let me be on top?”
Blue eyes flicker wide open to gaze at you. “Huh?”
“W-well…” Your hands drop to the sheets, fiddling with the seams, as if that could hide your furious flush. “Every time I’m on top, you flip us over.”
“That’s not—”
“Everytime.”
You watch as he reflects, his eyebrows knitting together slightly in concentration. “D’you not like it when I take over?”
“Well, of course I like it.” You giggle at the bluntness of his question. “I just want to be in control the whole time, one time. So… would you let me?”
Loid stills. He hates feeling out of control, despises when his missions go wrong because of the stupidity of others. But he also knows you won’t do anything he won’t like. You know him better than anyone, and he trusts you, fully.
He reminds himself this as he tugs at the binds around his wrists, keeping him pinned to the head frame of the bed.
“Does it hurt?” You ask, fingers trailing down to trace the dips of his abs, easing his tensed muscles.
Loid is about to scoff out a “No”, but you’ve lowered yourself onto him, slipping his length into you in one quick motion. He groans loudly, embarrassingly loud, and his wrists ache in pain from wanting to cover his mouth.
“Fuck.” You flutter around him involuntarily, making him gasp. Loid curses himself. How can he lose his composure this quickly? It’s not fair, really, how you’ve got him like this, beading with sweat and straining in complete pleasure, and you’re not even movingyet—
You rise up on your knees and swiftly drop back down, repeating the motion until you find a steady pace to work with.
“I-is this okay?”
Loid faintly processes what you’re saying and nods, in fear that he’ll bite his tongue off if he attempts to formulate any words. Your pretty tits hang over his face, bouncing with every grind of your hips and enticing him to lean up as much as he can to wrap his lips around one of your peaks.
“Ah, Loid—”
He sucks hard to muffle his moans, rolling your nipple against his teeth. You noticeably shudder, slowing down your motions to arch your back.
Loid takes it as an opportunity to plant his feet into the bed and thrust upwards.
“L-Loid!”
You grasp onto his shoulders, whining at the feel of him throbbing inside of you. “No, you have to let me do it.”
“But isn’t this so much better?” He thrusts up harshly at this, watching tears immediately prick your eyes in pleasure. He does it again and again, watching you turn to putty in his hands— his tied hands— and it makes a twinge of pride run through his veins.
And then he stops, giving you a chance to breathe without the brutal force of his cock. When you look at him confused, he raises a brow back. “Go on.”
“But…” You try to grind on him again, but it doesn’t feel the same, especially not after that. Loid knows this too, eyes glinting in success. Before you can even ask him, he’s above you, the ropes tying him undone, his cock kissing your cervix as he pushes in deep. But you don’t complain, not at all, because you always like it when he’s in control.
Requested?: Yes by the lovely anon ! Hi! Im sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you could possibly do clingy Jacob black x reader if not that’s fine just wondering have a great day /night!
Warnings: just tons of wholesome fluff here!
Specific Pronouns Used: none were used, completely gender neutral.
A/N: angel, I hope you do enjoy this and thank you for requesting ! I love writing for clingy jacob, cause i truly believe he’s like this.
oh this man will easily be so clingy to you, especially when patrol is involved; whether he was coming back from patrol or had to leave for patrol, he will hold you close and not let go.
sometimes this can cause problems with sam — if he happens to still be following sam`s orders at the time — whenever he happens to be late for patrol because he was just holding onto you.
whenever jacob is tired, he is kind of like a loopy child and he will just casually drop almost all his weight on top of you or lean almost all his weight onto you, as he wants to just be completely one with you.
definitely will hold both your hand and your arm whenever you are out in public and he can`t be completely cuddled up to you.
it tends to get annoying but you love him too much to tell him off about it, much to everyone else`s discretion, as you find it adorable that he loves you enough to be clingy.
All of my oneshots and longer fics listed alphabetically by character; just click the link to go to the fic!
Emmett Cullen
Baby Fever: When you find a pair of baby boys while you were away visiting family, adopting them seemed only natural. Luckily your husband Emmett had always wanted to be a dad.
Jacob Black
Sensitivities: When you joined your boyfriend and the pack for a training session, you didn’t expect to find a new best friend because of your shared sensitivities to other peoples’ emotions.
Jasper Hale
Regrets: When he’s hit with a love spell, Jasper can’t seem to stay away from you. He’s got enough things in his past that he regrets; he won’t let you be one of them.
Jared Cameron
Worst Kept Secrets: You couldn’t have been a more perfect imprint for Jared, but you did come with one major issue, namely your overprotective brother, Jacob.
Paul Lahote
Warmth: You’d never expected to be imprinted on by a werewolf when you got dragged along to the Cullens’ treaty meeting by your sister, but you honestly can’t complain.
To the End of the Line: Imprinting is difficult sometimes, like when a werewolf imprints on a vampire for example. But hey, Paul loves you, and your little secret isn’t going to change the fact that he’d be with you to the end of the line.
Seth Clearwater
Dilemmas: Seth was sure that he was meant to spend the rest of his life with you. He knew that he would have been sure whether or not he had imprinted on you, but now all he could do was hope you felt the same when you learned the truth about his furry little secret.
The Big (Not So) Bad Wolf: Seth was not having a good day. Not until he meets a particular forest ranger that he remembers from his childhood.
Preferences: how they react to their mate having an identical twin
Carlisle
He would be the most surprised by this; he has worked for decades to dull his reaction to the smell of blood so humans all smell very much the same. When you first got together, he would mistake them for you once or twice but now he can notice the subtle differences in your appearances.
Esme
The more, the merrier is generally how this angel feels about her family so she is more than welcoming. Her face lights up brightly when she sees the closeness a twin bond brings.
Rosalie
This is the one who struggles the most with your twin. Not because she has a problem with them but because she can’t help but compare your life to theirs and hate all of the human things she’s taking away by being with you.
Emmett
Oooh boy, he is the king of “hot sibling jokes”. Emmett would constantly tease you about how your sibling is so attractive but he only does it to see the exasperated smile grace your face.
Alice
Knew there were two of you before she met you. At first, she would get frustrated because she’d have visions of the seemingly same person doing drastically different things but once she figured out you were twins, she could See you more quickly
Jasper
Jasper struggles because your twin smells just like you and he loves you enough to restrain himself but when your twin is right there, smelling just as good, it’s almost too much for his self control. He would pretend to not be able to tell you apart but wouldn’t have any problems doing so.
Edward
Doesn’t even realize you’re twins because he’s so focused on reading your minds instead of your faces. It doesn’t phase him though, it’s nice you have someone in your life.
Bella
She is the only one that can immediately tell you apart. Bella is very intuitive and observant so she’ll be able to come up and put her arms around you every time when you’re standing with your twin
I woke up to the soft snores of Quil on the couch next to me. His heat radiating off his body, almost lulling me back into a slumber.
Almost.
“Quil.” I whisper. “Quil.”
“Mhmmmmm.” He groans, gripping his pillow harder.
I purse my lips, sighing before sitting up.
Jacob.
The overwhelming memories of last night replayed through my brain. I felt a chill run up my spine, followed by immediate displeasure.
Why didn’t Quil let him see me? He knew how I felt.
But why couldn’t I speak? Why couldn’t I get up?
Why couldn’t I say anything to Jacob?
I swung my legs off the couch quietly, grabbing Quil’s slippers and stumbling out the front door. I look back to still see Quil fast asleep on the couch, his chest rising and falling with every slow breath.
I let out a sigh, quietly shutting the front door. I look at my car, weighing out my options.
Car is quicker, though much louder. Walking won’t wake up Quil but it’ll take a half an hour as opposed to the five minute drive. Oh the options.
Pursing my lips as I look between the car and the road for what seemed like a million times.
Walking.
Before I knew it, I was already at Billy’s front door.
I went to knock, but my cold knuckles hesitated. I inhale sharply, slowly knocking on the door.
I heard some movement behind the door, to be met with Billy.
“Hi Billy, I know it’s early but I really need to-” I noticed his eyes were bloodshot and filled to the brim with tears, his cheeks flushed with a red hue I had not seen in years.
Not since Sarah.
“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” I whisper, looking into his defeated eyes.
“(Y/N), he’s gone.” His voice croaked.
My blood went cold, suddenly my ears were ringing. I felt the world around me freeze.
“What?” I choke, almost gasping for air.
“He’s gone. Jacob’s gone. Sam is looking for him, but- but he’s gone.” His voice breaks. “All I have left is gone. I need my son.” He buried his face in his hands.
I hung onto every word that Billy said, praying to a God I didn’t believe in that they weren’t true.
“Sam? Billy we need to call the police. What can Sam do?” I panic.
Billy turns to me, giving me a confused look. His eyebrow raises, when suddenly the once puzzled look turns into one of realization.
“You don’t know.” He mutters under his breath, his eyes widening as they stare into mine.
“What? What don’t I know?”
“Read this first.” He pulls an envelope off the table, handing it to me.
(Y/N).
I read my name, admiring Jacob’s handwriting. Terrified to open it.
I look at Billy’s tearful eyes before he nods towards the chair beside me.
I sit down, taking a deep breath; trying to build the courage to open this letter. I look up to see Billy watching me with sad eyes, I assume to see if I have more information in my letter about Jacob’s potential whereabouts.
Dear (Y/N),
I’m sorry. I just, I can’t be here anymore. It’s all too… complicated.
Everything hurts. It’s all too much. I’ve become something I don’t want to be. I don’t want this, but there’s no escape.
I had to leave. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry I’ve been treating you like shit. I just can’t explain it.
I don’t want you involved in this life.
But you are, unfortunately.
Though, I left. I don’t want to be around you. Everything changed. If I stay, you’re roped in far deeper than you would ever need to be.
I’m sorry (Y/N). I am.
I miss you, I do.
I just, I can’t be there anymore. Not for my own sake, but mostly for your sake.
I’m sorry, I just don’t want this.
I won’t see you for a while, if ever again.
I wanted a choice. I want you to have a choice. I want us to have a say in our lives.
I love you.
Jacob Black
I sat there in disbelief. I felt all the air leave my lungs.
It was as if the world around me was no longer real. I could no longer hear properly, everything is muffled.
I closed the letter, looking up from my lap to meet eyes with Billy.
“I-I” I choke on my words. “I don’t know where he went.”
Billy sighs, as a hand is placed on his shoulder. I follow the hand, seeing Sam standing next to Billy.
“No luck, but we’ll keep looking. I have Paul and Embry out looking right now.” Sam gives Billy’s shoulder a slight squeeze as he makes direct eye contact with me.
“Paul and Embry? Why not the police? How are theysupposed to find Jacob? He’s gone.” I croak.
“I know he left before explaining, but you’re entitled to know.” Sam says sternly.
“Know about what? God, I’m so sick of not being in the loop while Bella Swan gets to know everything!” I yell, the anger burning within me.
“She’s not supposed to know.”
“Well she does. And I still do not.” I scoff, tears falling from my eyes.
“Quil’s waiting for you outside, I suggest you go meet him out there for now.” Sam instructs.
I shake my head, looking at the man in disbelief. Who was he to tell mewhat to do.
But I couldn’t be bothered. I quickly got up, bumping into Sam purposefully before walking outside to Quil.
His eyes portrayed a sadness that reflected my own as he stood against the hood of my car.
I walked over slowly, dragging my feet against the Earth.
I stopped in front of him, I took a deep breath.
“He’s gone.” I choke. “Quil, Jacob’s gone.” I feel my knees about to give out from under me. I walk into his large frame, burying my head into his chest.
“I know, love. I know.” He coos, opening his arms to pull me into a hug.
I felt my tears fall onto his shirt as I melted into his touch.
Quil, the only person to make me feel like things could maybe be okay.
The only person left who can bring me back to Earth.
“Quil, what is going on?” I pull back, looking sternly into his eyes.
“(Y/N)-” He hesitates.
“No, I deserve to know. Because apparently it involves me a lot more than I was led to believe.”
I pull the letter from my jacket pocket, holding it up to Quil. “So tell me now. Or I’m going to Embry.” I let out the breath of air that was stuck in my lungs. “But you know I would rather hear it from you.
"Can I read it?” He pleads, nodding towards my letter.
“After you tell me exactly what is going on, Quil.” I pull the letter behind me, looking up at him. “I deserve to know. I need to know why it hurts so bad.” I look down at my feet. “Why does it hurt so bad?” I look up at his chocolate brown eyes, pleading with my own.
“Get in the car, we’re going to our spot.” He advises, looking back between me and the car before walking over to the driver’s side.
I look at him, standing still. Trying to walk, despite my legs feeling like cement.
His eyes met mine, him motioning for me to get into the car.
And so I did.
I walked to the passenger side, silently opening the door and climbing in, taking a deep breath.
My mind raced with every thought imaginable.
Did Jacob come to say goodbye last night?
Could I have made him stay?
Was there something I did? Is there something I could do?
A sense of dread washed over me as I explored every possibility in my mind.
“Relax.” Quil whispers, grabbing my hand and squeezing it lightly.
I look over to him, wondering how he always knows where my mind goes.
request: Hello!! Can I please get some general headcanons for what it would like to be Vladimir’s mate? Thank you!!
requested by:anon
warnings:none
i never thought i’d be interested in vladimir but here we are lol. hope you enjoy!
- Vladimir is very hesitant when he first realizes you two are mates - especially if you are human.
- His last relationship hadn’t ended well thanks to the Volturi and, as much as he hated to admit it, he was scared of losing another mate.
- But the more he was around you, the more he accepted your new relationship.
- He has a harder time if you’re human, constantly hovering over your shoulder or asking Stefan to watch over you if he has to handle something.
- He calls Carlisle a lot, asking questions about the most mundane thing and never believes you when you insist that you’re okay.
- He’s very gentle with you, his touches featherlight and kisses tender until he’s a little more comfortable around your fragile body.
- He always makes sure you’re fed. In the beginning, he’s constantly asking if you’re hungry because he’s not quite sure how much or how often humans should eat.
- Keeps a first aid kit handy, which he tries really hard to keep from Stefan, knowing the vampire will tease him mercilessly.
- When it’s just the two of you, he loves to slow dance or read to you. (He likes it best when you read to him or tell him about your life).
- He loves watching you. He’ll sneer and snarl and deny it whenever you catch him, but when you’re not looking, he’s got a soft smile on his face, eyes completely soft and focused on you.
- Definitely still likes to pretend he’s a tough and scary vampire and that your presence doesn’t change anything
- (Don’t get me wrong, he’s definitely a tough and scary vampire, just not around you… as much)
- There are times when he’ll get frustrated with your human ways, like your clumsiness or your blatant lack of survival instincts, and he’ll snap at you, showing you just how fearsome he can be.
- He always calms down when he sees the fear on your face and does his best to keep his temper in control until he’s alone.
- You’re definitely one of the most protected humans around, thanks to both Vladimir and Stefan.
- You and Stefan had a rocky relationship at first, due to him not being particularly fond of humans.
- But the more you two were around each other, you found that you were able to enjoy the other’s company (especially when you gang up on Vladimir)
- Vladimir turns you himself after nearly a year together and helps you adjust to your newborn life.
- Though, even as a vampire, he’s still insanely protective, not willing to take a chance in case an enemy decides to come after his mate once again.
