Just Kinda Hit Me

Just kinda hit me

“And if I wanted that?” I ask, he stops, shoulders straightening as he looks up at the roof “You don’t” he grumbled.

“You wouldn’t know what I want, you took me from my home, keep me locked up in this blasted castle, I’m tended to and have knowledge and riches at my fingertips but I don’t want it” he turn to look at me. 

“What do you want then?” he asked darkly, his dark mysterious eyes staring into my own, finally, he looked into my eyes. 

“I want someone to talk to, someone to tease and anger but someone that I won’t lose” I express, holding my hand out to him, his eyes moving from my own to my hand. 

“I’m giving you a chance to have something with me and I want you to take it”

“Enticing” {Damien Wayne}

Hello! 

It’s been a while, things have been super hectic over on my end and inspiration is running dry. lol.

but I came up with this a bit ago, I figured what was the harm in posting it, anyway. Take care, be safe and stay healthy! 

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Enticing. Being allured to something or someone, this was the perfect explanation for everything he felt, or acted on, he was enticed.

Her hair, her eyes, her movement, her body, her aura, her smile, her words, her incessant need for answers, even the dark ones just so she could color the world again, the whole lot of her.

It un-nerved him, challenged him, kept him up at night as he dreamt of her attention, her ability to capture perfection.

The first time Damien had come across her, she was covered head to toe in paint, emerald-green intwined with her hair, red falling down her skirt and gold splashed across her chest, blue was her shoes and stockings and her face had smudges of white.

She had smiled, taking steps back as she saw her masterpiece, paint had decorated the academy’s old brick walls, his heart had hammered un-even as he saw the bright colors and masterpiece of different worlds colliding, she had colored every brick to the roof in paint, some of it clashing violently, others gently, some blended, others simply existed in a small space with another color and it had him freeze, his eyes wide and his imagination caught between multiple ideas.

“Pretty crazy right?” she asked, turning to look at him, he caught her stare, his cheeks turning scarlet, she looked like a masterpiece herself.

“No” he objected after a few moments, she laughed, crossing her arms as the bell went for class, seeming to signal her reaction of grabbing her bag as she turned and walked away.

“You should go to lunch!” she yelled back; his heart skipped a beat before his hands seemed sweaty.

“Where are you going?!” he called out, she seemed to stop, turning back to him with a hint of a smile “To get expelled, you don’t actually think I did this with permission did you?!” she called back, before the school crowd had gathered around, the masterpiece he saw be created begin to get covered up with flashes of color and people, the artists along with it.

He was enticed.

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Take care people, let me know what you think too!

YESSSSSS!!!!!

Jacob Black ~Chapter 3~

Hello everyone! It's been a long time, like a really long time, I know, I know, I'm sorry but I didn't know if anyone actually liked my stories- Anyway, chapter three of the one and only Jacob Black, I might actually start posting the other stories of my Twilight delights, I have a few.

I dedicate chapter 3 to @famousdestinydefendor, I'll try and update soon of possible.

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I place the drinks down, smiling at the girls sitting at the table "have a good night" I smile, they nod before I walk back to the bar "look who came to pick you up" I look to see Kiki, her blonde hair in a ponytail as her golden hoops swing. I turn to see Jacob walk into the bar, looking over the place before seeing me, his lips lift as mine does as I lean against the bar "what are you doing here?" I ask, when he's close enough, he rests his arms on the bar, looking at me.

place the drinks down, smiling at the girls sitting at the table "have a good night" I smile, they nod before I walk back to the bar "look who came to pick you up" I look to see Kiki, her blonde hair in a ponytail as her golden hoops swing. I turn to see Jacob walk into the bar, looking over the place before seeing me, his lips lift as mine does as I lean against the bar "what are you doing here?" I ask, when he's close enough, he rests his arms on the bar, looking at me.

"I came to pick you up, figured we could have a movie night?" I smile, looking into his eyes "sounds great" he smiles, his white teeth on the show as I take my apron off, hanging inside the hallway as Kiki comes over to me. "Ask. Him. Out" I raise a brow, looking at her "pardon?" She rolls her eyes, placing her hands on her hips "Jacob has been staying with you for months, you walk to his work, he picks you up, he buys you flowers, you make him dinner, you live together Kathy, you're practically together" my eyes widen.

"Kiki-" I start "don't you dare say nothing is going on, he hasn't even thought about drinking since being with you, besides a beer with dinner every now and then, something is going on between you" I stare into her eyes "I... Don't know" she raises a brow as I slump on the wall beside me. "I don't know maybe, it's so confusing sometimes, I mean he's attractive and so nice and sweet, he buys me flowers and is interested in my life and I think he might feel the same but I don't want to seem manipulative, I helped him Kiki, what if he doesn't like me but feels like he has to?" Her eyes soften as she walks forward and wipes my cheek.

"He feels the same, trust me, your everything in his eyes, stop being scared and just... Go for it, take your shot" I look up at her, biting my lip. "Ready to go?" We both turn to see Jacob at the door frame, his eyes looking directly at me as he smiles softly "come on, your mine for the night" I chuckle at his words as Kiki pushes me along, pointing at him "take care of her or ill come for you" he takes my hand, nodding at her as he wraps an arm around me and we leave the bar.

"So what movie do you think we'll watch?" I question with a warm smile, he looks down at me "I want us to do something first" my eyebrows furrow "what?" I ask, a playful smile gracing my lips as he looks down at me, biting his lip "you'll see" he walks us to my car as I hop in the passengers as he starts the car, starting to drive down the road as I raise a brow at him, he looks at me for a moment before turning back to the road, his huge warm hand enveloping my small one as he places it on my thigh.

I reach my hand over to his hair and lightly drag my nails across his scalp having his shoulders tense up before relaxing "God, that feels nice" I laugh quietly as I smile at him "where are we going?" He looks at me again before back at the road "you'll see" I raise a brow but don't question it as he drives us further out of the city "planning to murder me?" I question, he chuckles shaking his head "no, I just wanna show you something" I roll my eyes "okay murderer" he smiles, pinching my thigh having me yelp as I slap his hand.

My eyes take in the vast trees around us, the headlights showing larger shadows as I raise a brow looking at him, his idea now making him nervous. "Okay, are you actually a murderer?" He smiles, shaking his head as he puts his hands in his pocket, looking down as I walk towards him.

"I fell in love with a girl" my heart dropped "that was why I was in your bar that night, I fell in love with her and she was with this guy who did all these horrible things and was a monster and she couldn't see it.... But I still loved her and in the end...she chose him" I grab his hand, his warmth seeping into my skin like a drug as I lean against him, his arms coming around me as he holds me close.

"I was...heartbroken, angry and I just wanted- needed to get away, I left and then I grab any and every way to forget and it still was never enough and it still hurts and I was close to giving up, that maybe there is no love for Jacob Black but then this adorable little thing walks over to me, trying to get my attention as she asks if I'm okay" my heartbeat accelerates at his words, his nose moving past the nape of my neck.

"Little did she know, that when seeing her I felt more okay than I had in my entire life" I turn to look at him with a smile, his eyes half-closed as he looks down at me. "Meeting you Kathy had to have been the best thing in my entire life with you just being you" my eyes widen as he looks down at my lips. Looking into my eyes, I nod as I move closer having him relax as his lips meet mine, his hands tightened around me as if begging me not to leave, as if I ever could.

I turn around to wrap my hands around his neck, hands moving to his hair as I pull at the smaller strands, a grunt escaping his lips as his hands fall down my hips further, hands groping by ass having me smile as I lean on my tiptoes to reach more.

"Kathy" he growled lowly, my eyes widening at the sound as he pushes me back, following with me as I almost trip before he lifts me up, my eyes closing as I feel a heat course through me at the contact. Warm hands gripping my thighs as my back hits something but I barely pay attention as embrace him further. "Kathy" he continues to breath my name between pants, kisses and soft grunts as he slowly moves his hips against me having my grip tighten as his hands move to my ass.

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My cheeks blaze as we drive back, after being caught by a few teenagers, I had pulled Jacob back to the car after wishing them a good night as Jacob has practically glared at them as we left. I had tried starting a conversation but had gone quiet everytime I tried, my skin feeling sticky around my neck as I touched my collar bone only to feel a dull ache which had Jacob grin as he looked at me before back on the road.

"I meant it, Kathy, I'm happy with you and I love being with you" I bite my lip as I reach for his hand, slowly as I grab it. Warmth filling me at the contact as he pulled my hand to his lips, placing a kiss on my knuckle as he played it on my lap.

My cheeks heating "I didn't think you we're lying, I think I'd believe anything if you told me" I say quietly, he smiles as we reach the city.

"I wanted to tell you something else tonight, but I'll tell you when we're more okay with 'us'" I look back to his face as I interlock our fingers. "I like us, sounds-" "perfect" I smile as we share a look "yeah, sounds pretty perfect" he smiles as I lean my head against his shoulder, driving through the city.

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Have a lovely day everyone!!!!

stuffing

summary: javier has never been able to get enough of you, but it's only gotten worse ever since you've become pregnant.

pairing: javier peña x f!reader

word count: 3.1k

warnings: 18+ content; no use of y/n; unprotected p in v; oral (f receiving); fingering; established relationship; pregnancy sex/kink; squirting; cum eating; cum play; creampie; some dirty talk

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Life in Laredo was boring.

Boring people, boring houses, hell, even the birds singing here seemed boring.

But that’s how Javier liked it.

The biggest news here was barely worth a mention compared to what he had seen in Colombia.

He was more than fine with this boring life, no more chases, no more heavy protection tact vests. No looking over the shoulder, no suspicious staring.

Though, he still did that from time to time.

Couldn’t quite shake the habit of suspecting people planned something bad, occasionally checking his car for bombs.

He’d probably never lose these things, it was too deeply embedded into his being now, had become a part of him.

But that’s why he loved this boring life.

Coming home to the little plot of land they had purchased right next to his father’s, staying close to Chucho and helping out whenever they could.

Coming home to a warm home, decorated with silly little trinkets, pretty paintings.

Everything neatly organized but with a certain chaos to it. He didn’t like things too neat, and while their home was tidy and clean, it looked lived in.

Maybe a little wild at times.

Not bare or sparsely decorated like safehouses or his apartment back in Medellín.

He loved coming home to the smell of food wafting to the front door.

Loved coming home to her.

His lovely wife, her back turned towards him as she worked on something, hair up and out of her face.

Moving her pretty hips and ass as she hummed along to whatever song the radio was playing. Completely in her own world.

He smiled when he saw her, walking up to her and pressing himself close, hands on her hip and kissing the back of her head before pressing one against her exposed neck.

She was warm and inviting, letting out a small sigh when she felt him, leaning back while still working on whatever food she was making.

“Looks good, cariño.” He said, kissing that spot behind her ear that let her sigh even deeper before resting his chin on her shoulder to watch. 

“Thank you, it’s the stuffing for the poblano peppers I wanna make at the cookout tomorrow.” She said, her skilled hands cutting vegetables into small portions. “I know I could whip it up tomorrow, but I have so many things still planned and I don’t know how I’ll feel.”

A smirk stretched his lips wide, his hands roaming to her large, round belly. Just letting his hands smooth over it for a moment, they wandered to the underside of it, gently lifting it.

The sigh of relief that spilled over her lips echoed loudly in the kitchen and he watched how she put down the knife, just leaning back into him, hands gripping the counter.

It was a heavy weight in his hands and he couldn’t imagine carrying that around every day.

But she was such a champ, despite her swearing and complaints. And she had never looked more beautiful.

“We could make a different kind of stuffing.” He suggested, tone teasing. “Together.”

A small laugh bubbled in her chest, and fuck, how he loved hearing it.

“Pretty sure there’s enough stuffing inside of me already.”

Javier had always been pretty insatiable when it came to her, whether it was for the basic need of wanting to fuck his beautiful wife or because his past was plaguing him and he needed a respite, seeking comfort in her body rather than his usual vices.

But ever since she had become pregnant, he truly couldn’t get enough of her, hands all over her round belly and swollen breasts, needing some part of himself buried inside her pussy.

Not that she minded, he always made sure to make her feel good.

“C’mon, nena.” He said, letting her belly down again gently, taking notice of how she slumped a little. “There can never be enough stuffing inside of you.”

She rolled her eyes with a groan, partially from the heavy weight returning, partially because he was ridiculous. In the best way, of course.

“Better keep that talk to a minimum tomorrow.” She warned with a grin, turning around in his arms and leaning back against the counter.

“Yes ma’am.” 

His lips on hers were gentle at first, moulding languidly together, his hand roaming up and down her side. Moustache tickling her upper lip.

Letting his tongue find hers, he could taste some of the vegetables she had chopped up, smiling at that. She tasted amazing and Javier couldn’t wait to have whatever she was making tomorrow.

But first, he wanted her.

Deepening the kiss, his hands wandered down to her ass, squeezing hard which made her moan.

The most beautiful sound he knew, soft and already high-pitched, a song no one else would ever know.

“C’mon, nena” He rasped against her lips, a small groan leaving him when her hands wandered into his hair. “Let me take care of you.”

She chuckled at his words.

“Take care of me or of your dick?”

Javier had to laugh at that as well, forehead coming to rest against hers, looking into her eyes.

“Is that what you think of me?”

She shrugged her shoulders, upside down smile on her lips.

Her hands moved to his cheeks, squishing them just lightly. She really wanted him, feeling wet already at the thought of him inside her.

But she needed to finish chopping the vegetables first, knowing she wouldn’t come back here once he had her in bed. And he wouldn’t do it.

“Can I finish this first, Javi?” She placed a kiss on the bridge of his nose, right over the small scar there. “I know you won’t let me out of bed once you get me there.”

Javier sighed but nodded. Anything for his wife.

Kissing her forehead, he let his lips linger there as she hummed. “I’ll help you, cariño.”

It took them longer than expected to land in their bedroom, with Javier trying to get things done the fast way and getting reprimanded by her more than just once for how sloppily he diced the vegetables.

But, they had managed somehow, leaving the mess to get cleaned up in the morning.

She giggled when he pushed her onto the bed, gently, before kneeling before her.

Hands on her belly, lips back on hers.

“Wanna taste that pussy so bad.” He said, one hand sliding to her thigh and slowly pushing up the hem of her dress. “Wet and sweet for me.”

Kissing down her jaw to her neck, he could feel the moan vibrating in her throat, her hand at the back of his neck.

“Please, Javi.” She sighed, enjoying the way his lips felt against her skin, how tantalisingly slow he moved his calloused hand up her thigh. 

Her legs spread further, allowing him to trace his fingers up the inside of her thigh before reaching the hem of her panties, already wet.

A soft gasp echoed between them when he pressed a knuckle over her clit, applying just a little bit of pressure.

Her fingers curled into his neck, eyes closed.

She was much more sensitive now, every little touch so much more intense as he languidly dragged his knuckle over the damp material.

“Feels good, huh, nena?” He asked, leaning back to look at her face, drinking in her pleasure as he pressed a little harder. 

She nodded, humming, biting her lip when he brushed over her clit again.

“Take them off, Javi.” 

He grinned, fingers hooking under the waistband and tugging them down her legs when she lifted her hips to help him.

Both his hands were back on her immediately, bunching up her summer dress so he could look at her soaking pussy when she leaned back on one arm. The other caressed the back of his head still.

No matter how often he saw her, he always looked mesmerised somehow, like this was his first time.

Made her feel special, the low, quiet whistle and grin on his face making her giggle.

“Pretty pussy all soaked for me.” He said, eyes still on her middle as he used his thumbs to spread her open, the air chilly against her. “You're stunning, cariño.”

She couldn’t quite see, her belly too big already, but she felt the rough pad of one thumb press into her clit, making her hips jerk forward.

“Always for you, Javi.” She smiled, nails scratching against his scalp.

His dark eyes found hers, sparkling and so loving and he leaned up towards her face, pressing a long kiss to her lips.

“Let me taste you, nena.” He said.

Just a few years back, when she had met him between his stays in Colombia, he would have just dived in without even asking, merely announcing it.

It made her happy that he had settled a little, had found enough rest to allow himself to change just a bit.

Just a little though, still falling into his old ways more often than not.

Exactly how she liked it.

“‘Course, Javi, you fucking know that.” She chuckled, kissing him again before he settled back down, grinning like he’d just won the damn lottery.

In his mind, he did.

With a woman so stunning, so perfect with her charm and wits and that round belly only making her angelic.

He felt like he had done something right for once when he put a ring on her, just them in a tiny ceremony.

Only Chucho with them.

They never liked the big celebrations, just them was enough.

“Scootch back and lay down, cariño.” He said, helping her to move back on the bed, making it easier for both of them.

That growing stomach of hers had made it just a little harder to do all this, but they found a way.

She hummed when he kissed down the insides of her thighs, occasionally biting her while his hands kept them spread for him.

Her hand in his hair tugged weakly on his dark locks, making him hum in return.

“So fucking pretty.” He murmured, right before finding her middle, tongue twisting around her clit, seeing how her back arched off the bed, her fingers curling tighter into his hair. “So fucking sensitive, cariño.”

Licking a broad stripe up her folds, he focused solely on her clit, tongue flicking over it before he sucked on it, making her moan and whimper.

“Javi, fuck, that feels good, baby.” She whined loudly, writhing on the bed already, one hand twisted in the sheets while the other still gripped his hair tightly.

She wished she could watch him, watch his face as he ate her out. He always looked so pretty when he did.

So she closed her eyes and imagined his staring up at hers, brows furrowed in concentration. The wet sounds growing louder, mingling with her moans.

Her hips bucked against his mouth and he laid one of his hands on her hip to keep her still, the other finding her wet entrance, two fingers teasing her and making her whine.

“Oh- Baby, please, fuck me with your fingers, please.” She rushed out, trying to inch closer to him but he kept teasing her, letting them glide over her aching hole but not pushing inside. “You’re a mean man, Javi.”

He hummed against her, the vibrations running up her spine and pushed his fingers in, taking her by surprise.

She clenched around him, moaning loudly and throwing her head back as he slowly started pumping in and out of her, fingers curling against that spongy sweet spot inside of her.

“That’s my girl.” He mumbled, grabbing her hip harder as he continued to lick and suck at her clit. “Sweet pussy gripping me so tight, nena.”

Her orgasm was building rapidly, feeling so sensitive as he touched all the right spots.

A different, unfamiliar sensation built alongside it, faster and faster as she writhed below him, whines growing louder.

“Baby- I’m gonna-” She choked out, unable to finish her sentence as her orgasm crashed into her so suddenly and so violently that she couldn’t even make more sounds.

Then she felt it, a warm, wet gush, her hand in his hair managing to tug him away as he kept pumping his fingers, fucking her through her orgasm as she soaked his shirt.

He just looked stunned. This was the first time this had ever happened and seeing her body tremble, legs shaking and her thighs and the sheets wet…

Could he possibly be more in love and crazy for her?

“‘M sorry, Javier.” She gasped out when he removed his fingers once she had calmed down again, breathing hard. “I don’t know-”

“Stop.” He cut her off, rising to his feet so he could crawl over her. “That was fucking hot, cariño.”

His eyes were hungry when he looked down at her, lips crashing into hers.

His moustache was wet, as was his chin and she could taste herself on him when he pushed his tongue into her mouth.

She could practically feel how excited he was, not that he ever wasn’t, but all the shame she might have felt at what she did was melting away as he kissed her so roughly and passionately, his hands moving to push down the straps of her dress.

Quickly his fingers unclasped her bra and she helped him take it off, groaning when his rough hands cupped her sensitive breasts.

“God, I love you pregnant.” He said, kissing down her neck to her chest.

She giggled, the sound broken by a gasp when his mouth closed around one nipple.

“Just ‘cause my tits get bigger?”

Javier had to laugh at that. “Exactly, and you’re fucking sexy like this.”

She rolled her eyes, moaning again when his tongue curled around her nipple, back arching into him.

“Can you finally fuck me?” She asked, hands in his hair. “Please, baby, it hurts.”

He sat up, taking off his soaked shirt and throwing it to the side, revealing his toned chest and soft stomach.

“Hurts for me, nena?” He said, brow raised as his fingers fumbled with his belt buckle. “Gonna need my dick to help you feel better?”

She nodded, biting her lip as she watched him take off his jeans, then his underwear, his hard cock springing free.

“Say it.”

Her legs wrapped around his waist, trying to coax him closer. 

“Need your cock in my aching pussy, Javi. Want you to fuck me.”

His hands wandered to her dress, still bunched around her hips and pulled it off of her.

“My pretty little wife.” He chuckled, lining himself up with her, her legs draped over his hips. “You sound so sweet, you’re always so good to me.”

Slowly he pushed in, watching for her reactions as he pushed in deeper, until he was settled all the way.

She moaned, eyes closing and her hands reaching for his thighs, needing to hold onto him in some way.

“Feels good?” He asked, running his hands over her legs, then placed them over hers.

A low hum left her and she nodded. “Move, baby. Wanna feel you.”

Javier obliged almost immediately, rolling his hips slowly, pulling out before pushing himself all the way in again. 

Dragging low moans from her, short gasps and pants.

Watching her face contort in pleasure when one of her hands left his leg to squeeze her own breast.

“Fuck, you’re so gorgeous, cariño.” He groaned, feeling her clench around him. “My dirty, little wife.”

A new orgasm built rapidly, his dick hitting all the right places inside of her, his groans and moans only helping the waves of pleasure grow.

She opened her eyes to look at him, watching his muscles flex as he slammed his hips against hers, when he lifted her legs to lay them against his shoulders, changing the angle and moving faster.

“Oh- Javi, fuck!” She gasped, feeling herself so close already as he kept fucking her. “You feel so good!”

“I know, nena.” He rasped, his eyes moving back and forth between her face and her bouncing breasts. “Be a good girl for me and let go, yeah? Wanna feel that pussy all tight, you’re so fucking gorgeous like this, cariño.”

Just a few more thrusts, looking at his face, teeth bared and brows furrowed, her second orgasm crashed into her, making her tense up and moan his name, squeezing him so tightly he had to stop for a moment.

“Just like that, nena, yes.” He breathed out, picking up his speed as he fucked her through it, rhythm faltering. “That’s my girl, fuck-”

His hips pressed into her, a guttural groan ripped from him as he came, fingers curling into her thighs.

“So fucking pretty with your belly, fuck- Gotta give you more.”

She barely understood his rambling over the blood rushing in her ears, struggling to breathe as she still felt the pleasure running through her.

But something about it was just incredibly hot.

He let her legs down gently before pulling out carefully, spreading her legs to watch his cum leak out of her.

She felt hot under his gaze and watched as he used his fingers to push it back into her, making her groan and roll her eyes.

“Javi, I am already pregnant.” She said, watching his face closely.

He hummed in response, still pushing more back into her.

“Just gotta make sure.” He said, hearing her laugh at that. “Love seeing my cum inside you, cariño, you know that.”

“Just gotta make sure…” She mumbled under her breath with a chuckle. “You’re ridiculous.”

Happy with what he’d done, he leaned forward to kiss her belly before leaning over her again, putting his fingers to her mouth.

“Open.”

She did, sucking his fingers into her mouth and humming at the salty taste, both of them together.

When he pulled them out again, he kissed her, soft and tender now, his hand smoothing over her belly.

“We do make good stuffing.” She said, trying not to laugh but feeling herself unable to when he started grinning.

He laughed too, loving her laugh and kissing her forehead.

“We do, and I’ll make sure there’s more where that came from.” He said, eyes twinkling.

“Not tomorrow.” She warned.

He kissed her cheek.

“I won’t have to mention it, everyone can already see how well I stuffed you.”

That earned him a playful swat on the arm, pushing him off of her with a laugh.

Yeah, she really loved this Javier.

And she could imagine letting him stuff her just once or twice more.

He was pretty good at this, after all.