𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕪𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕤𝕖𝕩𝕪 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

Ummmm……all I got to say is, I’m wet🤭‼️💕 @willyoubemycherryy you ate again with my man😭😭😭😭

Order➬𝒇𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 ❥❥ 𖤐๋࣭ ໒꒱ 𐙚˙⋆.˚. . @pm0544 “𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝, 𝑦𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤…”

𝑰𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔: 𝒐𝒉 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆, 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒆 𝒈𝒐, 𝑩𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒚 𝒙 𝒗𝒊𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒆, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇*𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚, 𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌, 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒆 ✪𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒎𝒔, 𝒖𝒏𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒐-𝒔𝒊-𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝑴𝑼𝑪𝑯 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆😭𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆 ♡︎!

✩last warning, you really might need to take 15 after reading this😭⚠︎︎

It’s cliché to say that it all started with a kiss but here you are.

Weeks of flirting and spontaneous dates with the official also played a role in leading up to right now. You remember the first time he walked into the infirmary, he was there to check on one of his boys that was admitted earlier and locked eyes with your wide ones. He was an absolute unit, undeniably gorgeous. Roguish and strong, you had no idea eyes could be that shade of blue and you didn’t know you were staring that obviously until he winked at you, making your cheeks flush with heat.

You heard of him but you never saw him so this? It was automatic electricity and conflicting feelings. Your already pounding heart quite literally jumped in your throat as he made his way over to you.

Jesus Christ on a bike, he was tall.

“One kiss from you and every injury I’ve ever had would be all better”, he’s smooth with it, enjoying the way you fidget.

You were pretty, real pretty and he’d try his best to at least get you to let him take you out sometime. He gives you his name and holds out his hand. You’re timid when you tell him your name, placing your hand in his bigger one, his palms rough and warm.

You let out a soft startled gasp when he raises your hand to his lips, looking you in your eyes as he bends and kisses the back of your hand. Strange warmth fills you as you stare back and John knows in that moment he needed to have you.

“Certainly a pleasure meeting you. Hey, later if you’d like, how’s about we go out about the town? Grab a few drinks, get to know each other?” He asks, licking his lips and your eyes follow the motion, acutely aware that he’s still holding your hand before looking back up to his gleaming eyes. Determined not to let your shyness ruin it, you decide to be bold in a way that’ll change your life.

“How’s about an hour from now? I’ll even buy the first round?” John barks out a laugh. Maybe he underestimated you. Nodding along, he smiles.

“An hour from now it is. See ya then, toots” and then he’s gone and you are smitten.

That date as well as the other ones, go wonderfully and he’s not only gorgeous, he’s also funny, witty, charming, strong, and a natural leader. You learn so much about each other and it’s great but you’ve never gotten further than heated kisses.

John didn’t mind since he was simply following your lead, but he couldn’t help but wonder if you were…comfortable, with him.

So one night after seeing a jazz band, you found yourselves back at his room. You were in a fabulous mood, draped across Bucky’s lap as you rambled about how fun it was and what you guys should get up to next when he kisses you, effectively silencing you.

You cup his face, kissing him back as you tilt your head to deepen the kiss. His tongue slides in your mouth and you moan, the sound makes Bucky’s head spin as he moves you so your legs are on either side of him and grinds up against your center.

His hands feel so good all over your body, that same strange warmth surrounds you making you shiver as you pull away with a gasp, resting your forehead against his.

It usually ended like this, you stopped before things went further so John has to know.

“What’s wrong, bunny? S’ it something I’m doing wrong?” He asks you, softly. Nudging his nose against yours and embarrassment fills you. It’s not like you didn’t want him, you’ve just never…. So you don’t exactly know how to go further and the last thing you want is for him to think he’s the problem.

“N-no. I haven’t…or yet-“ you let out a frustrated sigh and try to best convey what you’re trying to say, “nobody’s-er..I mean, I’ve never gotten this far…” your voice trails off and John freezes as it dawns on him. Suddenly your shyness makes a whole new kind of sense and now he’s harder than a full day of 9 hour drills on 45 minutes of sleep when he asks,

“You’re a virgin?”

You duck your face into his chest, shifting in embarrassment. John groans when you move on his erection and you’re struggling with the feelings the sound arises in you.

“Yes..but it’s not for total lack of interest-! I just don’t know how to, you know, and there was never anyone I liked enough to let them-” Bucky cuts you off with a searing kiss, taking your breath away as his tongue ravages your mouth before he pulls away.

“Sorry, shit…,” he clears his throat and your reeling, “if you want to, we can. But if you don’t, that’s fine.” Bucky’s turned on something fierce but he wants you to be comfortable more than anything, so he’s giving you an out.

But you want him, no out needed.

You’re shy when you look up at him through your lashes, making John’s blood hot.

“..and if I want to? And what if I want you to show me?” He sucks in a sharp breath, you were more tempting than you knew, leaning down to whisper against your lips.

“Then I could help…”

This time, you’re the one to kiss him first. The slow, tentative, almost sweet movements of your mouth drive him wild. Bucky sets a hand on your waist and squeezes making a shudder wrack through your body. He kisses you back a little harder and eventually your falling into a easy rhythm, your hips unconsciously rolling into his, moaning in unison at how good he feels bumping into your pussy. You pull away slowly, looking into his eyes as your heart pounds.

“What now?” Bucky curses at how innocent you sound, needing him to show you. Suckling wet kisses down your throat, you gasp when he rasps a deep ‘lay down’ in your ear.

Pillows surround you as you look up at his broad body on yours, clenching your thighs together with nerves filling you. John raises to his feet to undress, getting completely naked and your dizzy as you take him in.

Crawling back on top of you, he’s back to kissing your neck, hot tongue laving over your cleavage. Your back arches and you whine at him. He tugs the hem of your dress and you nod eagerly. You’re naked in less than a minute with him licking down your body as you melt under him, breathless cries of pleasure spilling from your throat.

Bucky’s hands are everywhere, setting your body on fire before spreading your legs. Looking at your tight, dripping hole, and you look utterly delicious.

“You’re so perfect, bunny. So wet f’me…anyone ever kiss you here?” You’re shaking due to how anxious you are but you’ve never wanted anything more.

“No…no one’s t-touched me there”, Bucky groans and can’t hold back anymore, mind gone as he swallows you whole.

He doesn’t give you time to adjust to the sensations before he’s licking you up and thrusting his tongue inside your sopping cunt, mouth moving in tandem with his sucks. Pleasure ricochets through you sharp enough to leave you gasping for air.

“Oh god!” You cry out for him, fingers twisting in the sheets. “Buckyy-! Please!”

You don’t even know what you’re begging for but Bucky seems to and he can’t ignore your request, not when you’re breathing it so sweetly below him, voice wavering, syllables drawn out as though you can’t quite stop herself. He continues slipping his tongue in and out of you, jaw widening as he curls it up inside you. You’re beyond wet and the taste of you is sharp in his mouth, filling his senses and his cock with its headiness. He feels your thighs shaking on either side of his head, the muscles twitching as you raise your hips and meet his thrusts halfway, and he knows you won’t last long.

When he draws his tongue out, you sigh, the sound high and almost keening, but it turns silent as he slides his mouth over your clit and sucks gently. It drives him half-mad to know he’s giving you so much pleasure and it’s his own selfishness that compels him to slip two fingers inside of you, battering his thick fingers right against somewhere you never even felt before and watch you fall apart.

“What-! Oooh-oh my GOD! Bucky!” You moan his name, drawing it out as you jerk and push against his mouth and hand, coming with a squeeze of the muscles around his fingers until you drop your hips back to the bed, body slumped in pure exhaustion.

He pulls away, dropping a kiss to the knee over his shoulder before slotting himself between your thighs. Sliding himself in your juices.

“How do you feel, angel?” He coos and you’re in heaven. You feel so good you worry you’ll float away before you can go all the way.

“So good…you feel so good”, your honeyed voice praises him before motioning him down for another heated kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue as the muscle fills your mouth until he’s pulling away.

“Good. Now, I go inside of you. It’ll probably hurt a bit at first but after, it’ll feel so good,” he pauses at the worried look that crosses your face when he says hurt but he’s quick to soothe you, “but if you want me stop at any time, just say the words. Okay, sweetness?”

Taking a deep breath, you nod and Bucky holds your hand as he slides in.

It burns.

The pressure alone makes you lose your breath while you grip his hand, scrunching your eyebrows through the seemingly never ending stretch.

Bucky leans down to suckle at your sweet spot behind your ear, bottoming out as you gasped and shivered beneath him. Rolling his hips softly into yours to slowly get you used to the intrusion, he closes his eyes to try and calm himself. You were so soft and warm and so goddamn wet, choking his cock with your walls.

You shift your hips up to get comfortable, making Bucky hit your clit with each rock and you choke. The simmering heat suddenly boiling, while you squeal, getting his attention.

“Move, please”, and he’s unsure.

“Move?”

“Yes! More-!”

You’re cut off as he suddenly pulls out before slamming back in, the fat head of his cock kissing your g-spot with each thrust, you’re leaking like a faucet. You really didn’t need to tell him twice. He’s been wanting to fold you in half the minute he laid eyes on you in the med center.

Gripping your hips in both hands he draws out his cock, greasy and dripping in a mix of your juices, until only the head is spreading your deliciously raw hole open. Then he slams in, hard, sending the most gorgeous shriek rolling from his pretty nurse’s tongue. Your body shakes with dry, heaving sobs, insides fluttering and clenching impossibly tight.

“John, so-s m’ ah! Biiiig!” Your slurred voice drawls listlessly. The pleasure has your mind fading. As soon as Bucky laid hands on you, your brain had switched off, leaving you registering only the most carnal of sensations. Your fingers grapple weakly at the bed, floating away entirely.

You’ll never be the same after this. You don’t want to be. Is this what you were missing?

John groans over your, powerful hips starting up an unforgiving pace. With each thrust you grow limper, melting like warm cream beneath his hands.

“John,” you whine, thrusting his hips back against the bruising thrusts. “So good, please, deeper –,”

“Yeah? Whatever you want, y’ so good f’me baby,” Bucky growls. He grips your hips and bends himself over the your pliant form, using his weight to drive the full force of his thrusts deep into your spasming pussy, licking a rough, wet stripe from your erect nipples to your neck. At the shift of angle you let out a weak scream, shoulders shuddering. “You were made for me.” All his. “Say it baby…”

“I was made for you!” You cry, voice hoarse. “I think-! S-somethings! I’m-unghh –,”

“Fuck-! Just like that baby, wet my dick up..”

And just like that you’re cumming. Clenching so tight he can’t breathe.

John’s mouth hangs open as he gasps for air, drawing deep, ragged pants as he fucks hard and fast into you, sweat coursing over his skin. He’s coming then, melting along with you.

His muscles pull tight while he fills you up as he feels you cum again below him; for all the life he just railed out of you, he half expects you to begin foaming at the mouth, but all that spills from your pretty lips is drool. Your cute face contorted in pleasure, hair glowing and dishevelled, body shining and slick with sweat and cum as you twitch beneath him, hips humping wildly on his cock, spraying that sweet liquid, drenching you both to the point where you’re dripping all over the bed.

A sound leaves you – soft and breathy – as he slips out of your dripping hole, pulling you on top of him, waiting for you to catch your breath.

It’s a while until your soul finds its way back to your body, but when it does, you’re beaming at him drowsily from ear to ear. John huffs out a chuckle, leaning up to kiss you between your eyes. Asking the same question as earlier.

“How do you feel? Anything hurtin’?”

You shake your head and snuggle back into his chest, relaxed like never before.

“Mmmhm, I’m good. Great, even..sleepy too.” He hums, he could’ve figured that.

“Then sleep, sweet girl. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

Just tooooo goodddd😭🤌🏾 @willyoubemycherryy l

➯Part 𝟚❣︎ of the Thomas Webb

🎀pretty shameless neighbor series🎀

@missusnora @eymie @eleanorbaybars ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

❥𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐇𝐨𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐱𝐨𝐱𝐨 ⚠︎︎MDNI⚠︎︎

“𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘, 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑙𝑙 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑠...”

𝒙 • 𝒙 • 𝒙 • 𝒙

Apparently that one meeting had the universe’s blessing because two days later and nonstop thinking about the tall boy with the pretty eyes named Thomas; you see him again.

It was late.

Just a couple minutes after midnight. It wasn’t that you couldn’t sleep, you just wanted to get out for a little bit. So, only dressed in a thin cami and cotton plaid short shorts you’ve had since forever, you slide on some flip flops (while ignoring their contrast with your pink nails) grab your key, lock the door and go.

You jog up the stairwell at the end of the hall, all the way up until you get to the emergency exit that leads to the roof.

Stepping outside, the cool air makes your nipples harden but it’s refreshing and you take a deep breath. Looking out at the city, you walk to the little wall and take it in.

It’s relaxing but you sigh once that feeling of missing someone or something, rushes over you. You had moved to New York honestly, to run. Back at home there always seemed to be someone who wanted something from you. Whether it was answers about your personal business, affection, more closeness than you were comfortable sharing, or compliance.

You got tired of never being able to enjoy yourself and constantly guilt tripped for keeping your privacy private, you just said fuck it and left.

And best decision you made yet. Good fucking riddance.

Your thoughts drift back to where they’ve usually been…Thomas. He was so panty droppingly gorgeous. His eyes, the way he looked at you, the way his supple lips had felt beneath your teeth, right down to how they moved when he spoke and his voice. Biting your lip, even thinking about him made both your hearts beat faster.

“Bye Doll”. Damn. You wanted him all over you to the point of madness.

Imagine your surprise when you see said boy out the corner of your eye sitting on the floor to your far opposite.

“DICK ME DOWN SIDEWAYS! FUCK!!” Clutching your chest in shock, he smiles, walking up to you.

“How long have you been there??”. It was somehow slightly embarrassing to have him there while you were thinking about him.

He’d actually been there 30 minutes before you. Thinking of things to write when the door opened and out walked you. Looking just as good as you did 2 days ago when you sent his world spinning by just existing near it.

Taking you in while you silently looked into the night. Smooth skin, the hardened buds of your chest, and cute little shorts that couldn’t quite cover the plump of your ass. You were pretty down to the Barbie pink paint on your toes. Your expression gave away everything and nothing about what was going on in your mind.

“A little over half an hour. Couldn’t sleep.” Oh. You look at him closer and his answer checks out. His hair is tousled and he’s wearing a college tee and…lord have mercy….gray sweatpants. Your breath gets stuck in your throat before you snap your eyes back up to meet his that are already looking at you knowingly.

“What about you?” He asks lowly, standing close to you while you lean back.

“Just wanted to get out. Until I got lost in thought”.

“About what?” That one takes you a second to answer before deviousness gives you an idea.

“You really wanna know, Thomas?” Making your voice a sultry purr, he feels warmth lick up the back of his neck before nodding a weak “yeah”.

“I was thinking about all kinds of things. Favorite songs this week, work, if I should make more friends or stay a lone wolf, life in New York, but more often than not; you.”

Thomas listens and tries to ignore how his heart races. He’s so taken by you that he wants to know everything. But the part where you were thinking of him? More than once? He temporarily resets.

Taking a deep breath he steps closer to you, in your space. Looking down at you with something and the energy shifts as you look at each other.

“Tell me more?” Tilting his head, voice soft. Fuck. His voice.

“For starters, I moved here by myself because life back home got too stifling. Here is more fun and being a bartender isn’t bad either”, you trail off, his gaze making you feel like y’all should be doing more than just talking before you continue,

“right now my favorite song is ‘open arms’ by Sza. I would try to make friends but I don’t have time for mean girls. Y’know the type; always coming around with bad news, say they want you to win but hope you lose. I think about you because…” pausing, you choose honesty, “you light me up. I wanna get to know you and do stuff.”

You two are so close that your chests almost touch. Looking up at him, who’s looking down at you…in your shared gazes, there’s nothing but want.

He actually needs to be his girlfriend after listening to you. He’s always considered himself and his life boring, lacking. But you don’t seem to think that about him or care if that really was the case.

It’s sweet.

Your angelic voice pulls him from his trance.

“Well? Talk to me”, slowly bringing your hand up to caress the hair at the nape of his neck.

Reveling in your touch, Thomas wraps an arm around your waist. Pulling you to him, he takes in how soft you are against him, how good you smell. He inhales, the air sweetened by you and talks.

About anything. Everything.

He likes pastel green, trends aren’t his thing, he likes to write but he tutors for cash in other subjects, he likes poetry, his father doesn’t like him because he doesn’t exactly fit the aesthetic of his family, touches briefly on his sensitive mom, he dislikes unnecessarily rude people, how the internet will eventually ruin the world, that he too likes open arms by Sza but he preferred Bruno Mars and Metallica or just classical music, the old guy in the building he recently made friends with, that he’s boring, he doesn’t go out much and when he does, he’s socially awkward. And lastly…

“I think about you too. Haven’t stopped thinking about you since we met. I wanna hang out with you too. And do stuff.” Repeating your previous statement, he usually doesn’t talk this much but the captivated look in your eyes drive him to.

To you, it’s the way he speaks. What he talks about. The way he sees things. He’s not just skin deep, he’s present. Plus Thomas is actually not as timid as you thought he was. Oof.

You smile up at him as you two continue to chat and lose track of time. Just enjoying each other’s company.

“So why did you pick ‘wh𖦹recore’ as the name?”, he snorts out a laugh as you tell him about how you came up with the name to one of your playlists.

“Because it has most, if not all, of the slūttiest songs known to man on it. Yknow, for the culture. In-house wh𖦹res need representation too”. You sound completely serious for a few seconds before dissolving into giggles. Maybe the name was a touch absurd.

“Why? You got something against wh𖦹res?” Giggling while you tease him, he just shakes his head smiling lightly.

“Not wh𖦹res but home wreckers don’t sit right with me.” The subtle shift in his tone makes you want to smack whoever’s the cause of it.

“Oooh. Is this family related or…?- Wait-, you don’t have to tell me or even talk about if you don’t wanna.” You like him a lot so the last thing you want is to upset him by being too nosy.

Thomas furrows his brows and automatically denies it.

“No no no no no. It’s fine. I like talking to you”, tipping his head down in your direction, grins before it fades and he continues.

“Her name’s Johanna. She’s my father’s mistress.” He’s looking to the side, sounding far off and almost bitter.

“Me and Mimi saw them out together once and she was all over him. That’s how I found out. A few days later I talked to her, let her know that my father’s married, and that it’s fucked up and-“, pausing once he sees the “less-than impressed, let’s get ready to rumble” look on your face. A prettily arched eyebrow, jaw set, with the meanest glare he’s ever seen.

“And what???” Yeahhhh, you definitely did not like Johanna.

“And she said that my mom was giving my father to her because she was lacking….something? So, home wreckers aren’t a favorite.” Thomas tries to laugh that last part off but it doesn’t quite hit home.

“Look, whatever I could say, I’m not going to because I’ll curse a bitch sick from here to Peru. What does miss thing look like?” Well damn.

“A bit older than me, brown hair n eyes, little nose, about 5’6, posh brit, and….beautiful.” Amusement spreads across your face and suddenly he’s nervous again.

“Sounds beautiful. Beautifully basic. That’s a fraudulent hoe if I EVER heard of one. You and your mom deserve better from your father but that’s all I’ll say about that.” Sighing, you try not to let it irritate you too much. Still, it’s something about a manipulative woman with no respect for other’s relationships that makes you itch to put your hands on her. Hmm. Hopefully, for her sake, you don’t ever run into her.

Changing the subject, you lean back into him.

“At least I didn’t attempt to poison my uncle with mint chocolate chip ice cream”. Thomas gasps indignantly at you before picking you up and sitting you on the wall you were leaning against, smiling at your squeals.

“That was one time, smart ass”. Defending himself with a cheeky grin, he rests his hands on your waist.

You nod in mock surrender and settle into a comfortable silence before going back to playing with the short strands at the base of his neck.

He’s back to looking at you and you look right back. It’s comfortable how easy you feel with each other. The attraction.

So when Thomas slowly leans down, capturing your soft lips with his full ones, you fold immediately.

You felt it when you bit his lip before that they were soft but nothing like the full scope.

Soft like melting snow and having the same effect as they melded against yours. The warmth of your shared breaths had your heart beating hard, arousal trickling into your system at the feel of him. Gasping at Thomas, pressing harder against your mouth, tilting his head to deepen the kiss.

Your little sounds were driving him mad. Taking your bottom lip in his mouth, sucking lightly and letting it pop back into place, pupil’s dilating more at the throaty moans that spill from you. Moving a hairs breath back so he could look at you. Wet, swollen lips, heaving breasts, looking at him like that with your blown doe eyes. And before you know it, he’s rushing you again.

Except this time; there’s tongue and your heads move with the sheer intensity of your kiss. He licks hotly into you, almost eating your mouth out, holding you so close that you can feel his erection which only serves to make you wetter. Your whole body was like molten lava with how good you felt. Arousal lighting every nerve inside you.

But, you two can’t…not yet. And if you keep going like this, you will. So, begrudgingly, you tug sharply at the hair of his nape. Clit throbbing when he pulls away with a wet hiss, groaning.

Panting, he presses his nose against yours while you catch your breath.

“Thank god you let me kiss you,” he’s boyish as he chuckles and you smile broadly back.

“Thank god you kissed me period.” Feeling light and giddy as you rub your noses together.

“Got any plans tonight?” It’s husky and suggestive and your nipples tingle with the thought of what plans you could find yourself under.

“None actually…but I could help you unpitch your tent if you’d like?”, raising an eyebrow and making sure he follows your gaze as you look down at his crotch.

Thomas let’s out a hum before pecking your lips again.

“Tempting, Doll. But I feel like you’d be more trouble than help.” He murmurs, looking at you through lidded eyes. You nod, grinning because he’s right.

“True. Maybe later we can get up to our own kind of trouble and help each other out real nice then, hm?” He sharply inhales at that, moving his hands to settle back on your waist.

“Mhmm, I’ll hold you to that”, and this time your tiptoes up to kiss him. Sealing the deal.

“Then hold me tight.” Eyes gleaming as you smile up at him. He’s so darling, and you wish you could stay but it’s so late and you have things tomorrow so you have to say goodbye to him for now.

“Well while I don’t have plans tonight, I do unfortunately have plans tomorrow…so I’ll see you later?” Thomas throws his head back in a whine, pouting all the way as he reluctantly let’s go.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it. It is really late but yeah, you’ll see me. Until then, try not to miss me too much, yeah?” He’s teasing but he misses you already really. Watching as you walk back to the exit, all light amusement as you look back at him with a playful wink.

“I make no promises!”, he’s blushing at that, heart fluttering at how much he likes you. That you’ll maybe miss him too.

Waving before you open the door and disappear behind it,

“Goodnight dreamboy”.

“Goodnight, Doll.” He whispers after you,

Then you’re gone….

but your scent stays sweet on his lips.

Me personally I would have to fight them reports cause bitch😭, how the fuck you know I’m in a love triangle💀😭, but again I love the fucking drama🤭

Co-Stars turned Lovers A Callum Turner love story

Chapter 2: "Falling behind"

Pairing: Callum Turner x Fem!Bestfriend!Actress!Reader

Word count: 3.7k

Warnings: angst, reader feels down, Callum and reader's relationship is on pause, special guest: Barry Keoghan, hurt to comfort, reader feels left out, long talks with Austin + some smexy tension, PLOT TWIST, fluff, reader goes out with Austin and has fun... enjoy!

PARTIALLY EDITED<33

Summary: {In this chapter, reader finds herself in her thoughts after being out with friends. All of her friends are falling in love and she's falling behind... Her feelings for Callum slowly fading away but she will have to face the fact that she can't have it all...}

THIS CHAPTER IS BASED ON THIS SONG:

Previously on Co-Stars turned Lovers...

That night was a night you've never forgotten but what you were completely oblivious too was that that night was unforgettable to Callum too.

He thought about that night everyday he looked at you... everytime he touched you... everytime he sees lip gloss coat your full lips.

It plagued his mind like a virus corrupting a humans mind. He wanted you badly but he knew he couldn't have you. He couldn't ruin this relationship he had with you, this beautiful friendship, but goddamn were you addicting.

you and Callum were polar opposites yet destined to be together...If only you two could open your eyes and see what is right in front of you.

You and him were made for each other, you just needed to find each other. Like two lost souls searching for a purpose. Like the Earth and the Moon, they look platonic but one can't live without the other. Destined to fall in love either way.

Love, fate, and desire... Something you two need to give into in order to find yourselves.

You were out to brunch with a couple of your friends from high school. You guys were a tiny knit group, just the four of you, together all the time and never breaking up.

The one thing you hated about being in this group was... you were the only one without a man. You were 32 years old and still to this day haven't found a man.

The main problem was because nobody met (Callum's standards) your standards. They weren't like Callum. Another main reason was because you never really wanted to do that dating thing, going online then meeting up with them only to find out there a total dick.

It was sad though, it still broke your heart. Vanessa would have a funny story to tell about her husband, Sandra always had gossip about these guys at her boyfriends job, and Stacy would always have something to say about her husband and his family and how spectacular they were.

Whilst you, you never had anything to contribute to the conversation. They would ask you about work and if you've gotten a role or a casting call but never, EVER will they ask you if you have a man unless you bring it up.

Because they know. They know you haven't gone out to find one, they know your phone has zero messages or notifications from a dating app about how you and some random named dave matched.

They know that you're stuck up on one man and one man only.

"Did you hear me?" a muffled voice said. You look up and realize they are all staring at you. Vanessa was next to you with a hand on your shoulder (she was the one that spoke) and Sandra and Stacy were in front of you with worried looks on their faces.

"Huh, what did you say?" you ask with confusion. You chuckle and speak again, "Sorry, I was zoned out badly wasn't I." When you realize that that didn't exactly lift the mood your smile fades and you clear your throat.

"I said, when are you gonna tell him?" Vanessa repeats her previous statement. "Huh, tell who what?" you ask confused.

"Callum silly!" she says with a smile. Your eyes widen and she laughs. "Hi! Hello, do you remember who I am? Awkward me could never tell him I love him." you respond taking a sip of your lemonade.

"Oh please, you already tell him you love him, you need to tell him you're in love with him. There's a difference." she ends in a sing songy voice.

"yea well even if I did do that, he doesn't feel the same." you say with your head down.

"EXCUSE ME!" Stacy yells out. "Do I need to remind you of the story you told us about a thousand times? "OMG Callum kissed me last night and we were all alone!" Do you remember now?" She says with a scrunched up look on her face, her eyes narrowed at you in an accusing manner.

"That was not what I said at all Stacy... I said that we were a bit tipsy and he called me beautiful and then kissed me. He immediately apologized and we both forgot about that night like it was nothing." You say with your head in your hands.

"Babes, that was clearly not nothing." Sandra says. "There's no way being a little tipsy makes you all lovey dovey and kiss someone like that. You remember us in our college days. Being tipsy doesn't make you do bold moves like that."

You shake your head, "well then if he was still in his right mind, why didn't he confess his feelings right then and there? Why apologize and make a deal to forget it ever happened?" You counter to her argument.

"Maybe he's scared? Doesn't wanna ruin a good friendship and make it awkward if you didn't feel the same?" Stacy responds.

"Or maybe he's a pussy." Vanessa says. You all look at her shocked. Stacy is shaking her head while you and Sandra are just staring at her.

"What!? it's a fact though isn't it?" she defends. You all shake your heads. "Anyways..." Stacy says, "He's doing the same thing your doing. Testing the waters and as soon as he feels he's going too far, he overthinks and then shuts down."

"Stacy does have a point girl. Communication is always key in a relationship. That's how me and Brad got through are arguments so well. A majority of the time is was over a lack of communication." Sandra says.

"Yea but you guys were already in a relationship. You both have already gone through that stage of getting to know each other. Me and Callum have known each other for years now, and still I don't know how to approach him. I feel like if I put all that on him, he'll get scared and leave me. I've become to attached to him for him to leave me..." You say sadly with tears in your eyes.

Before anyone can say anything, you get a phone call. "It's uhm it's Barry, I gotta take this." You say wiping away the tears that escaped.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Are you busy right now?" He asks.

"Nope, I'm just out with friends. Why? What's wrong Bare?"

"Nothing, just wanted to talk to you about Callum, can you come over? If not we can stay on the phone?" He says

"Yea, I kinda can't leave right now but I can stay on the phone. What about Callum?"

"Well he's uhm-" before barry could finish you hear yelling over the phone.

"CALLUM CALM DOWN!" You know who's voice that is, it's Austin's.

"uh barry, what is going on?"You say chuckling over the phone as you pace around the outside of the cafe.

"So yea, your not the only one with separation anxiety. Callum has been crying and screaming for the past three hours because he misses you. We got off our plane about 5 hours ago and then he saw you on the billboard about 3 hours ago and now he's been crying about wanting to hold you ever since."

You laugh out loud and laugh the happiest most genuine laugh you have laughed in hours. Soon you get an incoming facetime call from Barry and you see Callum's eyes immediately.

"Hi loveee! It's you! Why aren't you here?? COME HERE NOW! I need you please!!!! Your my pookie! is that how you say that word? pookie? poooookie?! ha!" he says over the phone.

"I'm coming Callum, don't worry. Barry! I'll be there shortly ok? Just hang on folks." you respond with a smile on your face.

You hang up the phone and go back inside the cafe. The girls all look at you with worried expressions yet again.

"I have to go, Barry needs me to help him with something." You say with a small smile on your face.

"To help with something or someone?" Vanessa says with a smile on her face.

"Oh shut up! Bye girls! I'll talk to you guys tomorrow!" you yell out and wave.

You walk to your car, get in and turn on the radio hoping it will bring you good spirits.

The moment you turn it on a lovely upbeat melody begins.

"Moved out to a new city, June is dawning down on me."

you listen to the lyrics closely as you back out of the parking lot.

"And all that I can find, A sickly romance in the air. Lovers stroll without a care in sight, ooh this can't be right..."

You shake your head, "Sure is." you say while driving. You turn it up a little more.

" 'Cause the sun's engaged to the sky. And my best friend's found a new guy"

"wow. these lyrics hit deep, why does this relate to me so much." you say sadly.

"I'm only getting older I've never had a shoulder to cry on, Someone to call mine"

"Everybody's falling in love and I'm falling behind"

You turn off the radio and sink in your seat as you ease up to a red light.

You think about what the lyrics said and about how your life is going versus your friends lives.

you turn the radio back up and listen some more.

"Touched the ocean, fell right in Stepped outside and burned my skin My life won't go my way."

That part is very true. Your life just doesn't seem to go your way, especially in the love aspect of it.

"Bossa nova in my room Hope that I'll find someone too to love Because"

"The sun's engaged to the sky And my best friend's found a new guy I'm only getting older"

You are only getting older. You're 32 and still haven't found someone to call yours.

"I've never had a shoulder to cry on Someone to call mine Everybody's falling in love and I'm falling behind"

You start to cry as your thoughts overwhelm you, speeding the car up by stepping on the gas a little harder.

"Everybody's falling in love Everybody's falling in love, oh Everybody's falling in love but me"

you hear the last of the melody before you finally reach Barrys house. You just sit in the driveway head on the steering wheel as you cry your heart out.

You hated this, god how much you hated this. Seeing your friends in happy relationships while your sitting here suffering. Suffering from the fact that you are falling behind.

Suffering from the fact that every time you look at Callum, you get butterflies. Every time he touches you, your skin burns with love for the rest of the day.

You don't get that feeling with anyone else. You used to get that feeling with Austin, but then he found a girlfriend. Yea they broke up and you could always go to Austin but you don't wanna do that to him

You don't wanna ruin a good friendship where everything is pink and white. Love fucking sucks. Maybe you do need to talk to someone about this. Austin! Austin! Austin!

A little voice is telling you to talk to the person you trust and love the absolute most(apart from Callum).

You wipe the tears from your eyes and the smudged mascara on your eyes and walk towards the door.

You knock and to your lovely surprise it's Austins face. Also to your surprise, his face is sad.

"Austin?" You ask grabbing his face. "What's wrong?" you say with a sad frown on your face.

"I should be asking if your ok?" he says. Your face obviously contorts into one of confusion choosing to push all your feelings down.

"what do you mean?" you ask confused. He pulls his phone out and it shows an article that was posted 35 minutes ago. It has a photo and video link posted below. You begin to read the article...

Y/N Y/L/N SEEN CRYING OUTSIDE OF A CAFE WHILE ON THE PHONE, SHE IS HEARD SAYING CALLUM TURNERS NAME AND AUSTIN BUTLERS NAME: Many say that y/n y/l/n was crying while on the phone. She was heard and seen by many fans and people who stood on the sidelines. What could have possibly occurred to make actress and famous award-winning woman cry. Well many witness took videos and pictures that are all linked below. Could this possibly be a love triangle between her, Callum Turner and Austin Butler? Could she be crying because she doesn't know what to do? Well, stay tuned as they are being interviewed tomorrow by the one and only JIMMY FALLON: ON THE TONIGHT SHOW!

you read the end and your eyes are wide the entire time after you finish reading the article.

Austin puts his hand down and tucks his phone in his pocket. He looks at you. "I don't care about the love triangle why were you crying?" he asks.

"You may not care Austin but I do, it doesn't matter why I was crying and that so called video was weeks ago! I wore that outfit 2 weeks ago! Does that look like the outfit i'm wearing today? Fucking love triangle!? Are you fucking kidding me!?" you say throwing your hands up.

"I've already had the most shitty day ever and now this!? Why honestly can't I just be left alone? THIS IS FUCKING INSANE!"

Austin stands there looking at you. "Oh don't gimme that look Austin!" you yell out.

"what? what look y/n?" he says lowly. You stare at him and make eye contact for the longest time it felt as if time just stopped.

"I honestly d-don't know. Your giving me two looks. One looks like i'm fucking insane and the other look..." you trail off.

"what's the other look?" he asks with an eyebrow raised as he turns around to close the front door behind him leaving the both of you standing outside.

"Like i just hung up the moon and all the stars in the sky." you say breaking eye contact and looking at your feet.

"Maybe it's both." he says with a shrug. You look up at him with wide eyes and blink. 'What did he mean by that?' you thought. Before you could say anything Barry walks out with a tired and annoyed look on his face.

"You. And You. Inside. Now. Before I Pew pew him and myself." he says in his accent that you found just so adorable.

Austin chuckles and opens the door motioning for you to go in first.

"In you go M'lady." he says with a smirk on his face. You smile and walk in. You remove your shoes and walk over to where Callum is sitting on the couch.

"Hey Callum." you say with a smile, but when you say it he doesn't respond. As quickly as the smile came on your face is as quickly as it left.

You look at Austin and mouth 'did he see it?' and Austin nods yes. You sigh and look back at him. He doesn't even look at you. 'Why should he be mad, your the only one that should be pissed here.' you thought. It just wasn't making any sense.

Maybe Vanessa was right, Callum is being a pussy and you couldn't take it anymore, your finally realizing you can't have it all.

Maybe it's ok to be falling behind...

"You know what. Let's just cut to the chase." You say standing up and going to the front blocking the tv from Callum's view.

"We all saw the stupid article, ok? So Callum stop acting like a fucking baby about it. I don't know why you possibly could be upset or whatever batman broody mood your having but let's get one thing clear. Maybe 2 things."

Austin leans against the wall and Barry sits on the coffee table next to Callum.

"Number 1: That video was from 2 weeks ago. That isn't a new video. Number 2: I'm done being stereotyped because I have male friends and it's all "Oh there totally fucking" or "Yea no there definitely in love!" Like no were not! So if you and you know." You say pointing to Callum and Austin, "That we are not a thing and we are not dating, why is it affecting you so much." you say pointing to Callum again.

"Barry calls me over here for you, I finally get here and I get what the silent treatment? We all have an interview tomorrow and you wanna sit here in your fucking feelings cause of what? Me crying?" you say with a bitter laugh.

"I love all of you. Your my boys! But right now you feel like strangers to me. Especially you Callum. So if. you wanna be. on non-speaking terms and put this talk or friendship on pause by all means! Cause I can't keep doing these mixed feelings and one second your happy and wanna see me and the next you can't even look at me."

There's silence in the room for a. whole minute and you shake your head and scoff, "I fucking knew it. Well bye Barry, it was nice seeing you and hearing from you. Bye Austin, I'll text you later." You say before walking out of the door and slamming it.

You walk to your car and get inside. You don't turn it on you just sit there and breath. You feel like crying but what's the point. Your done. Done with Callum, done with those stupid feelings.

It's time to move on cause you can't have it all.

*knock knock!

You look up and turn towards the window. You see Austin's face and give him a weak smile before rolling down your window.

"Hi princess." he says. A nickname he's given you since you first started filming Masters of the air.

"Hi my prince." you say adding onto the little joke. He smiles at you and you wanna cry.

Callum used to smile at you just like that... God you have to get Callum out of your head!

"I know, you know. That your in love with him." Austin says as he fiddles with your steering wheel.

Your eyes widen at his confession and you proceed to talk. "How do you-"before you can even finish he interjects.

"It's obvious y/n. The way you look at him. The way. your eyes light up whenever he's mentioned in. a conversation or how giddy. you get whenever you talk about him." He explains.

"I's that obvious?" you say lowly.

"Your that oblivious? Everyone sees it. Why do you think the whole world believes your dating? They know what it looks like when someone is in love."

"But that leaves m-me and you... The whole love triangle thing. The fans never catch us together and only a few ship us together." You say oblivious to the truth.

"You know what I said about the way you look at Callum?" He says and you nod slowly trying to understand where he's going.

"It's the way I look at you..." He says looking away from your eyes. Your eyes widen with realization.

"Oh Austin... get in the car, we're going for a drive." you say smiling at him.

He shows confusion but your eager and motion for him to get in the passengers seat.

He runs to the other side and gets in. The both of you drive in silence for about 5 minutes before you say something.

"Austin...You know you didn't have to hide it from me right?" you say taking a glance at him.

He looks at you while your driving and pulling in to a McDonalds drive thru. "Yea I know, but you like someone else, sorry no, you love someone else. How can I get in the way of that especially when it's two of my best friends?" he says as you pull up to the board to order.

"Hold that thought ok? Hiii can I get Quarter Pounder with cheese please, and A large fry with a cola and a vanilla cone please?" You ask. The lady repeats the order and asks, "Is that all for you today?"

you look at Austin and ask, "Do you want your usual Austin?" He stares at you and smiles. "I'll take that as a yes!" you say with a chuckle.

"No, can I also get a double cheeseburger with a large fry and a lemonade with a chocolate chip cookie please? That's all!" you say with a smile.

She tells you order total and tells you to pull up to the window. You roll up your window again and turn to Austin as you sit in the line.

You guys pull up to the window and you give the lady your card and grab your food before you pull into the parking lot and turn off the car.

"Well I mean your my celebrity crush you know that? You've been my crush since Elvis, not even! Since like Sharpay's fabulous adventure." you admit.

His eyes widen as he takes a bite of his fry. "There's no way, your insane!" He says with a laugh which causes you to laugh with him.

"Yep!" you say stuffing your face with fries. "I've like been obsessed with you ever since then. Was always so excited to meet you and one day, I got to see you, and that was when like 14 year old me's dream came true. I got to act on screen with you for the first time." You say with a smile on your face.

"I never knew that. You just make me love you more every day you know that?" Austin admits to you as he looks out the window. He eventually turns to you as he takes a sip of his lemonade to wash down his food.

"Austin..." you say before he cuts you off. "I know I know, can't admit my feelings for you, I know." He says lowly and slowly.

"Austin..." you try to say but again he cuts you off. "How am I supposed to do that though? I mean your just like so gorgeous and like one of the best things that's ever happened to me. What can I do to change your mind y/n? Hmm? I just need to know how you fee-" he's cut off with you grabbing his face and kissing him.

His eyes are wide until they flutter closed and relish in the feeling of your mouth on his.

From what feels like hours is only minutes and you guys pull away and his eyes are still closed.You open your eyes and giggle at his reaction.

"Does that answer your question Austin?" you say with a smile on your face. His eyes open and he smiles back at you.

"Yea, but what about Callum?" He asks. You smile even wider now. "Austin, baby, I wanna forget about being in love with him all together! I want you know, why chase after a man who doesn't want me clearly and can't get his priorities straight when I have a man who loves me for me and sees me and is someone I've had a crush on since 2011." You say laughing and smiling with him.

He grabs your face and kissed you again. "Hey y/n?" He whispers out.

"Yea Austin?" you whisper back with a content smile on your face. "Wake up." he says.

You pull away and when you look at him with confusion, real you shoots up out of bed and wakes up realizing it was all a dream...

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Girl all I have to say is I am so sorry for you and you should never go through some shit like that and I mean at all, especially with people who are supposed to be your friends and have your back. And girl you deserve so much better and I’m happy that you are getting help with everything. And boo Tyler doesn’t deserve you at all cause you a bad bitch and you’re always going to be one💕. Also I would have beat the shit out of those bitches for spreading rumors about you, cause I would not let that shit slide at all😭

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