Mornin'

Mornin'

James Wilson x Reader

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Wilson has always been a morning person. Waking up over an hour early so he can have a calm morning before work. You on the other hand are always snoozing your seven alarms before finally rolling out of bed and rushing to get to work. It doesn’t matter if you go to bed early the night before your just not made for mornings. Its a fact you’ve grown accustomed to.However now that your dating early riser Wilson your trying to change your ways. The task is proving harder than you originally thought. 

The last three days you’ve been dragging yourself away from your bed at the hellish hour Wilson wakes up. Your downing a gallon of caffine to off set your lack of sleep. It works well giving you that pep but you find yourself day dreaming about your bed. 

Its ironic the whole reason you wanted to start waking up early is so you could spend a few more minutes with Wilson. Just the two of you chatting while getting ready, it was going to be so nice. Now though your finding yourself resenting the dope. How can he just roll out of bed and look so absolutly breathe taking at FIVE in the morning. No one has any busniess looking that way at that TIME. Then theres the fact that he is so productive on only one cup of coffee at once again FIVE AM. Its absolutly not fair. 

“Honey its time to get up” you seriously can’t do this anymore. You lazily open your eyes finding wilson, the sight of his soft smile and lack of eye bags is your final straw. 

“I can’t do this anymore” your voice is thick in sleep, your eyes barely open. 

“What baby?”

“You, just looking at your face is making me sick” you tuck you head into the pillow trying to reclaim the sleep he just woke you from. While you try to let sleep take over you Wilson is starying down at you with the biggest eyes. He’s completly confused, did you just break up with him and then go back to sleep? Hes quickly shaking you again pulling you from your sleep again. 

“What did you mean by that?”

“Exactly what I said, your face is making me want to vomit” your not understanding whats so hard to understand. 

“I’m- why are you mad?” he was so helplesly clueless at what was happening. If you wern’t so tired you would have noticed but right now your eyes are barely opened. 

“WHY AM I MAD? I’m tired” your voice comes out much more whiny than you intisapated. “Its not fair that you can wake up so early and be so productive. No one should be able to roll out of bed and look as good as you do.” he can’t help but smile his chest no longer filling with anxiety at the thought of you no longer loving him. He’s fianding this adorable. “I go to bed at the same time as you and still i wake up so tired, not to mention my black eye bags. All want is a few extra minutes with you but…” your words die out as tears stream down your face. 

He quick to wipe them away relaying soothing words, “Baby its okay, just breathe for me” You do your best, trying to listen to him. 

“I’m sorry I don’t know why I’m crying” 

“Don’t apologise” he moves back into bed slipping under the covers, wrapping his arms around you. Your quick to snuggle into his embrace, nuzzeling your head into his neck. Instantly being calmed down by his scent. “Why don’t we do this ever morning?” 

“What me having a breakdown?” his chuckle has you pulling him closer. 

“No, us cuddling I’ll wake you up and we can just cuddle for a few minutes. Then I can get up and you can go back to bed for a few minutes.” You just nodd, already finding yourself drifting off.

Night Time Adventures

Tom Riddle x Reader

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You slipped out of the Slytherin common room, avoiding the prefects roaming the hallways. The walk to the library was quiet besides the tapping of your shoes against the floor. In the distance you could hear other people walking around. You silently cursed yourself when the library door made a loud creek echoing down the hallway. Someone was bound to have that so you quickly slipped into the library. The library was covered in darkness, the only source of light being candles. They littered the walls leaving the room in a hazy glow. 

Making your way over to the books shelves, trailing your hand over a few books. Your eyes struggled slightly to focus on the writing on the old books. looking for the proper place for the book you held. Once you found it you slipped the book back into place before letting your eyes scan over the rest of the books looking for your next escape. As you gaze over the books in front of you a warm breath hits the back of your neck. You freeze slightly but quickly snap out of it going to turn around but his cold hands wrap around your waist locking you in place. 

Another breath bit your neck this time followed by his voice. “Someones out late” a deep voice filled the air, it sent a shiver down your spine. 

“Just returning a book you?“ 

“Catching up on some reading“ it was quiet for a moment before you managed to turn in his hold. Moving away from him and heading for the library door once more. Before you could get too far he grabbed your wrist pulling you back into him. 

“Aw love don’t be like that” this time he flips you around pinning you against the bookshelves. 

“Tom like you mentioned before it's late so I must be going” you tried to get out of his hold  but his grip on you tightened. He used his whole body to pin you against the shelves. There was no way you were going to get away. 

“I do love when you play hard to get“ he gripped your chin forcing you to lock eyes with him. He tilts your head slightly before slamming his lips against yours. Kissing him back right away you run a hand through his hair pulling him closer to you. His lips trail down to my neck placing kisses and nipping at my skin. 

“Tom careful with marks“ you moaned. You loved the feeling of his lips trialing on your neck. You couldn’t do the marks though no one could know about yours and Tom's Nighttime visits. 

“I’m conflicted, your mouth says no but your body says yes“ he says in between kisses. His hands trail down your body pulling on your shirt and unbuttoning your top. You start to do the same to him making quick work of removing his shirt. Once we are both shirtless he trails kisses up my neck mumbling in my ear to jump. You don’t hesitate jumping up and wrapping your legs around him. He carries you over to a table. Your back collides with the wood of the table causing a chill to go over you. 

He stands in between your legs letting his hands wander up your body. One of his hands reaches beneath you unclasping your bra leaving your chest bare. His mouth latches on to your nipple right away. You moan at the feeling arching your back into him. He used one of his hands to pin you down while his other one encased your other boob. Rolling the nipple between his fingers. You can feel your panties getting wetter by the minute. He switched his mouth to your other boob letting the hand that was playing with your nipple trail down your body. His fingers trailed under your skirt. Trailing his finger over underwear taking notice of your wet patch right away. “Already dripping” he chuckled against your neck. He moved your underwear to the side before pushing two fingers inside of you. The stretch felt amazing. You start rolling your hips against his fingers moaning at the feeling. 

Your moans grew louder as he fucked you with his fingers curling them just right. Hitting that perfect spot inside you makes your toes curl. “Darling I love all the sounds you make but I need you to be quiet or we will be caught” you nod your head but you were barely listening. As your moans got louder Tom wrapped his hand around your throat squeezing just enough to make it difficult to breathe. He could feel you tighten around his fingers making him let out a small groan. Your orgasm came crashing down on you, a silent moan falling from your lips. 

Tom removed his fingers from you once you came down from your high. You sat up leaning back on your elbows watching as he brought his fingers to his mouth sucking them clean all while keeping eye contact with you. Watching him clean your arousal off his fingers. You sat up meeting his face before standing up. Your legs are shaky but you keep going. Lowering yourself down to your knees in front of Tom. His eyes are locked on you watching closely as you unzip his pants, lowering them down with his boxers, freeing his erection. “What a good girl” the praise went straight to your core. 

“Only for you” your eyes are locked on his erection, no matter how many times you see it the size surprises you. How he fits in you is a mystery to you. Your hand was barely able to wrap around him. You started by stroking him off at a light pace. Picking it up when Tom gripped your hair giving you a warning look. Tom hated when you teased him yet you could help but do it. You kitten lick his tip only placing the tip in your mouth. You lick up his length, placing teasing kisses on his length. Going back to his tip you place it back in your mouth swirling his tongue around his tip. 

Tom was fed up with your teasing grabbing the back of your head and slamming your head forward making you take all of his dick. You gagged around him your hands flying up to his thighs bracing your self as he face fucked you. His pace was brutal as he used your mouth. Your gagging caused no hesitance in his motions, not even your tearing eyes made him stop. “You asked for this baby”

Before he could cum he pulled you off his dick allowing you to finally breathe. He pulled you off the ground helping you to sit back up at the table. He slips his member into making you moan. He mumbled something about wanting to cum inside you. His pace was brutal, his hand was playing with your clit, His other hand had to cover your mouth as your moans grew louder by the minute. You felt your orgasm approaching, pulling Tom closer to you and placing kisses over his exposed skin. You felt him cum inside of you moaning at the feeling of his cum inside of you. The feeling made you cum tightening around his dick, pulling even more cum from him.   

You whimper as he pulls out of you leaving you feeling empty. He helped you clean up before getting dressed himself. You watched as he put his robes back on. A smile grew on your face. You loved him more than words can describe. “See something you like” you could hear the teasing in his tone. 

“Yeah I do“ a blush forms on your face when he walks over to you helping you off the table. He places a light kiss on your lips when he went to pull away you grabbed a hold of his face pulling him back. You could feel him chuckle against your lips moving your hands from his face and pulling away from you. He placed a kiss on your hands. The two of you stood there for a moment just staring at each other. He pulls away first telling you the two of you should head back before someone catches them. You nod the two of you wanted to stay longer but you both knew you had to go back. 

“Come on love“ he grabbed your hand leading you out of the library.

The Bet

James Wilson x Reader

He thought there was no way he’d lose, it seemed like a sure thing. That's the only reason he agreed to the terms, he should have known better. Never bet something you're not willing to lose, yet he did and now he has to go to work like this. Gosh House is going to ream him when he sees him. 

“Come on out James” your sing-song tone just made him want to lock himself in the bathroom forever. “Would you stop being a baby its not even that bad I could have made you do something way worse”

You weren't wrong, you could have made him do something long lasting like shaving his head. It was still bad though. He heard you call his name again, he was going to have come out or he’d be late for work. So finally after gathering all his courage he opened the bathroom door. As soon as you saw his face you were laughing. Wilsons' face lights up like a Christmas tree and he's covering his face in hopes you'll stop laughing. 

“Oh James, I’m sorry it's just” you find yourself laughing again “Don’t hide from me James I want to see your pretty face” That just made him want to hide more. He’s been in love with you for almost a year, always dropping hints he's in love with you, yet you never seem to pick up on them. House says it's obvious the two of you like each other but Wilsons isn’t so sure. 

“James” god he loves when you say his name. You pull Wilsons hands away from his face you do your best trying to hold in your laughter. “Wow you look..hm” your eyes study his face or more importantly the glued on mustache that now rests on his upper lip. 

“Don’t, it looks horrible” he was right it was bad he looked much better clean shaven. Though even with the ugly mustache he was still pretty. 

“It’s just for one day” it is true its just one day but Wilson didn’t just have to wear a fake mustache, every time someone asks about said mustache he owes you ten bucks. Easy money since you know every one he talks to today will be focused on it. 

“Maybe but I’ll be paying for weeks” that's true you're going to make quite a profit off today. 

As soon as Wilson enters the hospital eyes are on him even patients that have never seen him give him a funny look. House is the first to say anything, throwing a file on the nurses station and staring at Wilson with his mouth comically open. “Wilson, I think you got something there. ” He gestures at his face. Wilson rolled his eyes today's going to be a long day. 

“It's a really interesting story” you egg on trying to get House to say the golden words. 

“Okay I’ll bite what’s with the fake mustache” Wilson cursed under his breath pulling out his wallet and handing you the first ten of the day. House eyes the exchange getting even more curious about what's going on. “Hold up, what was that?” 

“Me and Wilson made a bet he lost and now everytime someone asks about his mustache he owes me ten bucks, I’ll give you two bucks if you help” House was agreeing instantly, happy to mess with Wilson in any way. Wilson on the other hand was anything but thrilled. He was objecting right away but it fell on deaf ears.  

Wilson spent the rest of his day getting paged to the clinic where patients asked about his mustache. At the end of the day Wilson owed 780 dollars. 

SPOT THE DIFFERENCE

Idk if your requests are open so I apologize if they aren't but I've had this idea on my mind and I need to get answers lol.

What if like you're Wilson's 4th wife and like you just got married and maybe you're insecure because this is his FOURTH wedding night and honeymoon and you want to make it special and like stand out from his exes? If that makes sense?

Idk anyways.

I loved writing this request, it was such a fun idea and it practically wrote itself. Heres the fic: Honeymoon

Honeymoon

James Wilson x Reader

Prompt: What if like you're Wilson's 4th wife and like you just got married and maybe you're insecure because this is his FOURTH wedding night and honeymoon and you want to make it special and like stand out from his exes? If that makes sense? ~ from anon

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Before you even started dating Wilson you knew about his long list of exs. In the beginning you found it quite intimidating when you first started dating. Now it’s been over a year and you're married to your prince charming. The whole day was like a page out of a fairy tale. It was a world wind but now that the ceremony and reception are over you can feel your nerves building up. Feelings you had thought you had gotten over came bubbling back up. 

You're not Wilson's first wife, you're not even his second but fourth. He’s been married three times before, had three honeymoons before. He has all this experience while this is your first wedding, your first honeymoon. You're just so nervous that you won’t live up to his past exs. 

So nervous that you’ve been locked in the bathroom for the last twenty minutes. Your eyes are locked on your reflection, when you bought this negligee you thought it was beautiful. Now though you don’t think it's good enough. A knock on the door stops you from spirling more. 

“Are you okay in there, honey” your nerves pick up at his voice. How can you face him looking like this? You're positive you're going to disappoint him. You try to calm your breathing. 

You’ve been thinking about this night for weeks, you just need to calm down. In hopes of making this night special for Wilson you planned a little surprise for him. Now though you're second guessing yourself. 

Wilson knocks on the door once more , “Honey?” You look yourself in the mirror, locking eyes with your reflection. 

“You are not going to spend your honeymoon in the bathroom, you have a gorgeous man waiting for you so pull yourself together.” You shake yourself of your nerves opening the door before you can back out. As soon as you open the door Wilson gives you a lovesick smile. 

“You look stunning” he places a sweet kiss on your lips. You can already feel your nerves coming back as you look him over. He's taken off his tie and unbuttoned the first half of his shirt revealing his chest. “Are you okay baby you seem off?” 

“Yeah just nervous” you try to give him a reassuring smile but it doesn’t work. 

He pulls you closer “Don’t be I won’t do anything you're uncomfortable with,” You feel so stupid. It’s not like this is the first time the two of you spent the night together. It’s just the first time with you being Mrs. Wilson. 

“I know” you grab his hand, feeling yourself calm down at his touch. Time to give him your surprise. “I got you something for you or us to use tonight” his eyebrows furrowed. He watched you closely as you opened the mini fridge in the room pulling out a few things. A new found confidence overcomes you when you see the fascinated look on his face. “I hope you didn’t fill up” you say with strawberries in one hand and whip cream in the other. 

He trips a little making his way to you “I’m starving” you giggle at his eagerness. 

Safe to say you made your Honeymoon special even for the thrice divorced Wilson.