Shane, My Beloved

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i want to *** ** *** **** until i *** *** **** *** ****** and he ***** me **** and ***** me *** he **** ****** me and ******* *** *** ******* ****** ** and ************* me :)

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« i like holding your hand. »

I FUCKING LOVE THIS LINE AND WILL LOVE IT TIL I D WORD!!!

alt: a line i haven’t share yet:

« i heard two voices, one: apathetic and drowsy as though they’d just been dragged from bed, the other: enthusiastic and energized like they’d been waiting for this moment their whole life. »

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beating the heat

…this is just straight smut. pls be advised. (mdni!!!)

It was the week before the wedding, and you were both… excited, to say the least. You sat together on your couch avoiding the summer heat.

“Farmer,” he said.

“Yes?” you replied, looking over at him.

He made eye contact with you and traced your cheekbone lightly with his fingers. “Farmer…” he said again, but this time gutturally. 

You suddenly understood what he wanted. But. Why let him have it so easy? You decided to play with your food, just a little. 

“Yes?” you said before batting your eyes slowly.

“Farmer. I.. I want you,” Sam said quietly.

“Hmm…” you pretended to think about the offer before saying “I dunno… It might be too hot out for me to touch you.” You said with fake disappointment. 

Then, “you know, it might even be too hot for me to be wearing all this heavy farm-wear…” You said before unclasping your overalls and letting the straps hang at your waist. You could feel Sam’s eyes glued to you as you pulled off your bulky tee shirt as well.

You fanned yourself briefly and said “Whew! Much better.”

Sam gaped at you and adjusted himself.

You saw him not-so-subtly adjust and smirked before saying “What, Sammy? Is there something you need?”

He flushed bright red before shaking his head and saying “n-no. No. I don’t need anything.” He knew that you liked to play this game sometimes and let you take the lead.

You stalked toward him before leaning down and tipping his chin up toward you. “Nothing? Hmm. A shame, really. I was going to ask if you wanted to use your favorite toy. That way I don’t have to touch you, and you get what you really want. Isn’t that what you want, my love? Some relief for that poor, aching cock of yours?”

Sam nodded his head vigorously into your hand before stuttering “Y-yes please, ma’am. That’s what I want. I want that so much.”

You smirked again and left the room, returning a minute later with the cock ring the two of you picked out together. It came with a remote, so you could have total control over him without even being in the same room together.

Sam was already breathless with the thought of you controlling every part of him. You sat down in the plush chair across the coffee table from him and instructed him to take off his shirt and pants. He did so immediately, discarding them behind the couch.

You looked directly at his tented boxers, and felt a little bad for the man. You were depriving him of some damn relief. He was to be your husband! You owed him this pleasure.

You crossed the room to kneel at his feet, but not before kissing him sweetly. “Now, be a good boy for me, okay? Listen to me, and I promise I’ll make you feel good.” 

Sam nodded eagerly in response.

As you rolled down his boxers, you watched his dick hit his stomach from arousal. You tsked and said “someone’s excited, hmm? Seems like you might deserve a little reward.” 

He trembled and nodded “Please. Please?”

You smiled and licked a stripe up the underside of his cock. He groaned in response. 

You grabbed the toy from the coffee table and unwrapped it. “Do you want it, baby?”

He nodded rapidly.

“Be a good boy, and use your words, Sammy.”

He shuddered. You knew he liked this game just as much as you did. “Yes, please, ma’am. Please, let me use my toy. Please. Please,” he said before throwing his head back on the couch.

He seemed very anxious to play, so you acquiesced to his request. After spitting on the toy, you, carefully, pushed it down to the base of his penis before strapping his balls into the toy as well. 

He was panting now. “I- I need it. I need you, farmer. P-please. F-fuck. Fuck me, please.”

You stood up and asked “do you need restraints, or can you promise not to touch yourself for me, Sam?”

Sam shook his head and said “I’ll be good. I promise.”

“I know you will,” you replied before kissing his forehead and returning to your chair across the room. 

“Are you ready?” you asked him. 

He responded instantaneously. “Yes. Yes. Yes, I’m ready, ma’am.”

You smiled again and turned on the toy to its lowest setting. Over the sound of the vibrations, you heard Sam moan softly. He really was enjoying this. You loved seeing him like this. Yoba, it was starting to get you off. 

Slowly, as he adjusted to the rhythm of the toy, you pulled off your own clothing, leaving the two of you both completely nude. Sam awoke from his trance to find you this way and shifted in his seat.

“Fuck,” he whispered. “Are you- um. I- Uh.”

You traced patterns on your thighs and asked Sam “what do you want, my love? Tell me.”

He inhaled sharply before asking timidly, “Wi-will you touch yourself? I want to watch you. W-watch you make yourself feel good. I mean. I- uh. Fuck-” He shuddered again from the toy’s stimulation.

You chuckled before saying “Yes, my love. Whatever you want,” and opening your legs to give him a better view. 

You started by caressing your inner thighs, and, when that felt like not enough, you stuck your fingers in your mouth then trailing them down to your core. You brushed over your clit and shuddered in anticipation. “Fuck,” you whispered before briefly dipping your fingers into your hole. You sighed, and Sam squeaked from the other side of the room. You had been so wound up, you’d forgotten that he was there, struggling in silence. 

You immediately pulled your fingers away and picked up the remote again. 

“Did you like that, Sam?” You amped up the power on the toy. “Did me playing with myself arouse you?” You upped the power again. “Did it make your pretty cock pulse?” Up the power.

Sam yelped. “Y-Yes.. Yes. Fuck. Yes, ma’am. Fuck!” 

You upped the power once more, to the highest setting before setting it down next to you and plunging your fingers back into yourself. “Mmmm. I bet it did, you slut. You like watching, huh? Your dick hardens just thinking about me pleasing myself, doesn’t it?”

Sam yelped, louder this time. “FUCK! Fuck. Fuck y-yes. Yes! You.. FUCK. You pleasing yourself.. It gets me off. Fuck! Fuck. Farmer. Farmer, pl-please. Please come here. FUCK!”

You played with your clit for a minute more, just to make him squirm, before crossing the room to finish him off. 

He was gasping for air by the time you reached him. “Baby. Baby. Please. Please. Fuck. Fuck me, please.” 

You petted his hair and his head fell onto your chest. “Farmer…”

You smoothed out his hair before kneeling at his feet again. You spat on your hand and began to pump his neglected cock. His reaction to your touch was immediate. His whole body shuddered, and he moaned your name. 

You kissed his tip before opening your mouth and taking as much of him as you could. He wasn’t very girthy, but his length more than made up for it. You pumped him again, covering as much of him in you as possible. 

He whimpered, and you knew he was close. “Farmer…” he squeaked out. “Fuck. Fuck! Please…”

You had saved this as your final trick… You removed your lips from his length and attached them to his balls, sucking lightly. This was his favorite. The first time you were together, he came as soon as you slightly grazed his balls. He’d been embarrassed, but you’d known that this secret would come in handy when he was close to finishing. 

While your mouth sucked at his balls, you used your hands to pump him applying slight pressure. He was very vocal when at his limit, and this was it. He whimpered and groaned and shook and before you could come up for air, he had tapped your shoulder indicating he was about to cum. 

You immediately reattached your lips to his cock and cradled his balls in your hands. You squeezed lightly, and he came in your mouth. 

“Ah– Ah. Fu-Fuck. FUCK! Oh- oh Yoba.. Farmer…. Farmer..” he was out of breath, and, as you swallowed his cum, it was all he could do not to pass out from the sight. You kissed his thigh as you removed the toy. You then rubbed his thighs before standing up to g​​et a towel and some water for your lovely partner. 

Before you left, though, he grabbed onto your hand, looked you in the eyes, and said, “Farmer, I really, really love you. You know that right?”

You smiled and kissed his hand. “I love you, too, Sammy.”

OKAY UM YES. LOL. my first time writing a full-length scene I hope it is okay n i hope y'all like it LAWL ! lmk if u have any suggestions or anything i am new at this so any advice is awesome !! thank u :3

what is going grocery shopping with you favorite bachelors like? <3

hi anon!!! thank you so much for the ask, this was so fun to write! :D <3

grocery shopping with your bf !

featuring sam, sebastian, alex ♡

⊹₊⟡ sam

growing up, he hated being dragged to the grocery store with his mom, trudging up and down aisles filled with wheat-bran something and green-bean blah

working at jojamart certainly didn't help things either, being constantly surrounded by stockrooms filled with corporate glop

but ever since he's started dating you, and the two of you went on your first official grocery trip™ as a couple, he has gone off the RAILS

always throws something random into the cart, every single trip, without fail

you have to wrangle him around sometimes as he tends to wander off whenever something catches his eye

you're browsing an assortment of breads when he suddenly gasps loudly, nearly scaring the living daylights out of you as he runs over to a precarious-looking display

"cactus fruit joja cola?! that's a thing now??!"

yes, you obviously had to buy a pack. you spoil him too much.

he's always happy to be there, even through the "boring" parts

as you ponder over what kind of sugar to buy ("there's more than one type of sugar? are they all yummy?") he does his best to be helpful

"this one looks... strange, but i feel like we should try something new!"

"that looks like it fits your energy. your vibe, if you will. i'm sensing good vibrations from it."

"think i can pop a wheelie on the cart?" "what the hell, sam, no—" "LOOKKK! i'm doin' it!"

he always feels comfortable to let out his inner child around you, and you love him for it <3

⊹₊⟡ sebastian

just there to help you out <3

he honestly isn't in love with the thought of going out and dragging a cart around for an hour, especially since he doesn't have much preference for foods, but he'll do anything to help you

very efficient—not to end your quality time early, but so your trip can be as quick and easy as possible

"you keep getting stuck in the sweets aisle, love," he says, an amused smile on his face. "come on, let's pick one out then go get the things on our list."

watches you intently as you move up and down the aisles, making a mental note of your preferences

he's gotten it down to a science, so much so that he even takes the initiative to go shopping by himself some days to give you a chance to rest

and when you see him finally return, arms full of bags brimming with your favorite produce and snacks, your heart feels so, so full

it grows on him, the mundane, familiar domesticity of it all

to the point where he automatically tags along, walking just a step behind you as he reminds you of small items you forget from time to time

he now looks forward to spending time with his love; running simple errands with you allows him to take his mind off of the hectic outside world and his brewing inner thoughts, and he so appreciates you for it :,)

⊹₊⟡ alex

he knows what he likes and makes a beeline for it

milk, eggs, a nice ribeye... the regular protein-packed stuff

"this body doesn't maintain itself, y'know!"

he is your personal cart pusher and product grabber, even with the smallest things

and i mean SMALLEST

like he saw you eyeing a box of cereal that was just above eye-level for you, and he swooped in and threw it in the cart

he loves showing off for you, especially when the older folks passing by swoon at his heroism

but he genuinely just wants to help you out!

"don't let the praise from the grannies go to your head," you warn teasingly as he hands you the jam that you had been struggling to reach on the top shelf

he presses a quick, soft kiss to the corner of your lips at that before pulling back with a wink. "i won't, not unless it's from you."

as the two of you wait in line, he's always got his hands on you in some small way

wrapping his arm subtly around your waist, giving your temple a soft peck

or resting his elbow on your shoulder as he browses the various knick knacks on display in the checkout line

"do people still drink five-hour energies?" "i don't know, but i think you definitely shouldn't."

"aren't kinder eggs, like, illegal or somethin'?" "you down to test that?"

it's always so chaotic all around, but it's never boring, you'll give it that :)

thank you so much for reading! requests are always open~ ♡

SAM POST COMING TODAY I PROMISE I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS MUAHAHAHAHAH

….after i finish my paper 🥲

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restorations // chapter three

read on ao3 here!

on my fifth day in the valley, i opened my mailbox to see a flyer informing me that a mine had opened up on the mountaintop. after grabbing my pickaxe and a few parsnips, i made my way up the mountain to be greeted by an older man with an eyepatch. 

he introduced himself as marlon and warned me about the dangers i’d face below. with the wimpy sword he’d given me to protect myself with, i swallowed my fears and descended. 

i’d already nearly exhausted myself on the third floor. just my luck, i’d supposed. i swung my sword wildly as a bat nearly knocked me off my feet. i reached in my pack for a parsnip, only to find that i’d brought only three with me, all of which i had already eaten. 

gone already? what is wrong with me today? i thought to myself. 

it suddenly occurred to me just how unprepared for the strength and energy that was required for this journey i was, leaving aside the simple fact that i had barely any of the required materials… my pickaxe was far too weak, my sword was falling apart, and i’d only just finished growing my first batch of parsnips (ninety percent of which i’d sold to lewis that morning). 

these are the reasons i gave myself as why it was okay that i’d woken up in Harvey's arms as he carried me out of the mines and into town, maru trailing behind him with a worried look on her face.

i floated in and out of consciousness as we walked past the large house on the mountaintop, past the old, broken down community center, and finally toward the door of the clinic where he readjusted our positions so he could unlock his door. 

i groaned as he cradled me in his arms and saw him look down at me, almost frightened. 

the last thing i remember before everything going dark is making eye contact with the doctor as he walked us across the threshold of his clinic.

–

when i opened my eyes next, i was in a hospital bed with Harvey leaning over me. 

he didn’t notice me open my eyes immediately so i just regarded him for a moment. i think he could feel my eyes on him after a moment because he suddenly remembered himself, his body covering mine in a way far too intimate for a doctor and his patient.

he tensed and i couldn’t help but reach up to touch his shoulder in an attempt to try to get him to relax a bit. he regarded my hand for a minute before meeting my eyes.

with a huffed breath, he whispered “hi. um, you got in an accident today. when maru found you in the mines, it appeared as though you’d been knocked out. by what, we still don’t know. i was able to repair all of your injuries without much trouble. do you have any insurance? i’ll need to bill you for the service.”

he paused for a moment before saying, “you know what? nevermind. let’s worry about that later. how much pain are you in? do you need more penicillin? i can get you some acetaminophen or maybe some benadryl but it’s a little late in the day–”

i was obviously still high as shit from the effects of whatever kind of drug the doctor must’ve put me under because in the middle of his diatribe, i brought up a finger to his lips and shushed him. 

he seemed surprised at first, maybe even a little rattled, but softened almost immediately. “you’re right. i’m sorry, Calliope. i’ve been hovering, and i should give you some time to rest. or, at least, some time to be alone. maru told me that you have plans tonight at the saloon.”

had i not been “up in the clouds,” as it were, i might’ve wondered why the town doctor had asked his colleague if i’d had plans tonight, but as such, i simply said “come with me.”

his eyes had wandered to where my fingers had landed following their personal space invasion but snapped back to mine as he processed my words.

“n-no. i.. i couldn’t. i wouldn’t want to intrude on you four. and.. i wouldn’t feel comfortable. the old man in the corner… you’d feel obligated to include me in conversation and it’d make you miserable,” he said, taking a step away from the bed, and, suddenly, the room temperature dropped noticeably.

“wait,” i said, sitting up (and immediately wincing), “it’s not going to be like that. i promise. plus, it won’t be four of us and you. sebastian’s not coming. something about a looming deadline. it’ll be me, sam, and abby. and you. hopefully. and i need someone else there so that i don’t get caught third wheeling! they haven’t admitted it… but there’s something going on there, i just know it…” 

as i conspired about a budding relationship between two of my neighbors, i turned my head and began chewing on my fingernails, a habit i’d picked up as an anxious eight-year-old and hadn’t been able to kick since. i had, however, not done it in public since fifteen. 

when i finally realized that i was, of course, not alone, i immediately pulled my fingers out of my mouth and felt my face get hot with embarrassment. i couldn’t look him in the eyes as i mumbled an apology.

his mouth parted in a small smile before saying, “don’t be. i think it’s cute.”

my eyes widened, my head snapping over to him again. “what?” i said. 

it seemed the doctor, too, was rendered speechless. he swallowed before pausing, as if to make up an excuse. finally, he said, “well! you are all patched up and free to go. let me know if you need anything else from me, Calliope.”

before i could reply, he turned on his heel and practically ran out of the room. 

minutes later, i walked out into the waiting room of the small clinic, after gathering my things and ensuring i looked decent enough for the outside world. Harvey was there, and appeared to be busying himself with various papers. 

i didn’t manage to catch his eye, but before walking out, i repeated my offer to him.

“just think about it,” i finally said. without a look back, i left the clinic, still in pain, definitely exhausted, and scared as hell that i might just fall in love after all.

Onions caramelizing on the stove, shane smut cooking on the computer. Life can be beautiful sometimes.