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Milo Manheim

Eyes On Me, Sweets.

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Summary: Maddie Nears shows up in the after life taking Wally's attention, the attention that is yours to have.

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The second Maddie Nears showed up in the afterlife you were annoyed. It had nothing to do with her. You actually felt like the two of you could be really good friends. It was the fact that Wally’s attention was no longer attached to you. You saw how he looked at her when she entered the circle for Mr. Martin’s session of the day.

You were used to his chocolate eyes being stuck to your frame constantly. He might as well have been a shadow to you. You had liked Wally the moment he found you crying next to your dead body. He had became your ghost guide never leaving your side. Always throwing flirty comments your way. He was ecstatic when the adorable blush graced your freckled cheeks. The sarcastic roll of your eyes as you looked away from him trying to hide the smirk on your face.

You sat in the circle listening to Maddie talking about how she died and Rhonda’s snippy comments towards her. You were seething by the time group was finished. Not even letting Mr. Martin dismiss you before you were running out of the gym. You heard Wally calling after you telling you to wait up but you kept moving. You had never felt anything like this before. The gnawing feeling in your chest, the anger practically radiating off of you.

You needed air. You couldn’t be within these dingy walls another second. The only noise coming from you was the squeak of your boots against the tile and the faint hum of the song blasting through your headphones. You dug your nails into the palm of your hand as you willed your legs to carry you faster. You burst through the door out onto the lawn of the school finally feeling as though you could take a full breath. Your feet carried you to the side of the bleachers at Wally’s stadium tucking yourself into a small corner that hide you from view.

You sat there pick at the grass under you. Tearing the blades into tiny strands. Your mind whirling, a constant loop of self doubt and something you were pretty sure was jealousy. But why were you jealous? You didn’t think for a second the hunky jock could have ever actually liked you. You were total opposites. When you were alive you constantly had your headphones on so no one would talk to you. You had your septum pierced and only went to school sanctioned events to get pictures for yearbook. He could talk to anyone. He hadn’t met a person he couldn’t spark a conversation with. He didn’t miss a single event alive or dead.

Wally had tried to chase after you when you ran off but Charlie had grabbed him needing help putting all the chairs away. He as quickly as he could collapsed all the chairs hanging them back on the stand and excused himself. He went to all your typical hiding spots. Not that they were really hidden from him. He knew about all of them. He checked the theater where you would sit in the back corner tucked away between the chair and wall, the roof of the school where you’d sit when you needed silence, and the pool where he’d find you swimming around to clear your head. You weren’t in any of the usual spots but he had to know that you were okay. He searched every room in the school and once he finished that he started on the school grounds. He checked the bus bench and the football field. He was about to call in reinforcements when he heard the faint humming that soothed the anxiety in his chest.

You were always humming along to whatever song was playing. Wally was pretty sure it was something you did unknowingly. He found your crumpled frame tucked underneath the bleachers. You were making a pile of the grass blades that were resetting every few minutes. He crouched down gently nudging your boot with his sneaker. You didn’t look up at him keeping your eyes on your shoes. He wraps his large hand around your calf tugging you gently towards him until your bent legs are pushed against his abdomen. The warmth of him soaking through your ripped leggings comforting you, caging you in between his long legs.

He gently takes your headphones off your head and uses the tip of his pointer finger to lift your chin making you look at him. “What’s going on? Why’d you run off without me, Sweets?” He asks looking into your eyes.

“Don’t call me that.” You huff out at him trying to pull your chin from his grip. He tightens his hold looking at you with an eyebrow raised. “What’s got your brain running a hundred miles an hour, Baby?” His lips quirk up at the nickname turning his smirk into a full smile as the pink tinge covers your cheeks.

You anxiously pick at the skin on your lips with your teeth, his eyes tracing the soft curve of your lips. He gently pulls your lip from your teeth. “I asked a question. I want an answer, now.” His eyes darken.

“I just figured you’d be busy hanging out with the new girl. Didn’t wanna be a bother.” You shrug as you avert your gaze looking anywhere but at him. He leans in close enough to feel his breath on your lips. “Are you jealous, Baby?” His fingers twitching on the hand around your calf itching to somehow pull you closer. You scoff your cheeks bright red rolling your eyes at him.

“You just want all my attention don’t you?” You being to argue but he shushes you. “It’s yours, Sweets. I am yours.” He licks his lips rushing to kiss you with so much passion it make your head spin. “What do I need to do to make you realize that you are what I want in this life and the next?” He rasps against your mouth. He grabs your wrist pulling it to his hardened cock. “This is what you do to me. I have been touching myself to the thought of you since before you even crossed over. Cumming with your name on my lips."

You don't even know what to say as you look up at him through your lashes. The growl that crawls up his throat dampens your panties immediately. "Don't fucking look at me like that. I am barely holding on as it is." he pants out. His hand leaving yours to wrap back around your calf. You gently palm him, a pout gracing your lips. A raspy whisper leaves your lips as you look up at him. "What if I want you to show me just how much of your attention I have?" You grip his cock through his sweats giving it a squeeze.

He immediately pulls back standing to his feet and grabbing your hand pulling you into him. He tugs you with him toward the football field. He walks to the fifty yard line and shrugs off his letterman laying it out for you. He pushes you to lay down, your head resting on the smooth leather of his jacket. His smell engulfs you as he sinks to his knees between your open legs. He gently unties your boots tugging them off your feet and tossing them behind you. He places a delicate kiss to your ankles his hands slowly sliding up your calf to your thighs avoiding the area you need him. His hands rest on your covered hips as he leans over you kissing your lips roughly nipping at your bottom lip and soothing the pain with his tongue.

He trails his lips slowly down your neck bite and sucking at your skin as he goes. He looks up at you as his fingers go to pull your t-shirt over your head. You give him a nod. His fingers trailing up your soft stomach as he lifts it over your head. He sits back on his haunches to take in the exposed skin. His hands wandering, mouth watering at the lacy bra cupping your perfect tits.

He reaches around unclipping it with one hand and tugging the straps down your shoulders. His lips following the straps leaving goosebumps on your skin. Your nipples hardening as the cool air brushes against them. One hand settles back on to your hip while the other thumbs across your nipple pulling a whimper from your lips. His mouth latching on to other one sucking until he approves of the purple patch on the side of your breast. He swirls his tongue around your nipple sucking and nipping at it drawing whines from you. He drags his lips down your stomach kissing the skin above the waistband of your pants leaving you gasping for air.

He dips his long fingers into the waistband of your pants tugging them off your legs. He lowers himself to be even with your soaked pussy. He draws in a big breath a grown vibrating through him. He leans forward dragging his tongue over the wet patch. He leans back tugging your cute panties down and tucks them into the pocket of the letterman you are laying on. He puts your legs over his broad shoulders using his hands to spread you open. He stares at your soaked cunt mesmerized until your wiggle your hips with a whine. He smirks up at you. "Patience, Sweets. I have waited so long to taste this pretty pussy. I am gonna savor it." He leans in dragging his tongue over your clit swirling and flicking it until you tangle your hands in his hair. He holds your hips down as he trails his tongue from your pretty clit down to circle around where you need him the most.

"Pleeease." You whimper out not even knowing what you are begging for. You feel him smirk against you as he plunges his tongue inside you moaning at the sweet taste of you sending shockwaves through you. He continues fucking you with his tongue until he feels you tighten around him. He withdraws his tongue from your center causing you to tug at his hair trying to bring him back to you. You wiggle your hips pushing them up trying your all to get his mouth back on you until he delivers a sharp smack to your center causing a mix of a whine and a moan to fall from your lips, eyes shooting open.

You whine out "Why did you stop?" between breaths. He tugs his shirt over his head and starts shrugging off the rest of his clothes. He leans forward the tip of his cock resting against your cunt as he hovers over you. He wraps his hand around your throat squeezing, his pupils blown as he growls out "The only place you are allowed to cum is on my cock pretty girl."

You clench around nothing at his possessiveness. He uses the hand not holding your throat to smack the tip of his aching cock against your clit loving the pretty sounds leaving your mouth. He drags it down to your center "Eyes on me, Sweets." you look up at him. He smacks the inside of your thigh "I expect a response."

You stutter out a "Yes, Sir." He sinks into you inch by inch barely giving you time to adjust as he draws all the way out slamming back into you. A scream leaves your lips at the mix of pain and pleasure. Already so close to the edge you are writhing under him crying out.

"That's it sweets. You are gripping me so tight. Fuckkkk." his hips stutter, his grip around your throat tightening as he grabs your hand pushing you to play with your clit. "Show me how you make yourself cum, pretty girl." He continues his brutal place abusing the spongey spot inside you as you rub circles into your clit crying out at every thrust.

"Wallyyy i'm gonna cum." You whimper out as you spasm around his cock. "Go ahead baby show me how much you want me to fill this sweet cunt. Just let go." He grunts out. You scream his name as you tighten around him cumming. His hand leaves your throat as he pushes your limp hand away from your clit rubbing hard circles overstimulating you. He thrusts into you again moaning out "Y/N. Fuck taking me so well. Gonna fill you up." You feel his cum pumping into you as you desperately try and push his hand away from your clit. He grabs your face out of breath to kiss your swollen lips and gently pulls out of you loving the whimper that leaves you.

He leans back watching some cum dripping out of you. He gently pushes it back inside of you grabbing his shirt to clean you both off. He finds your panties and gently slides them back on and helps you put your arms through his letterman. And fuck when he leans back and takes in the view in nothing but his letterman jacket and his cum soaking through your panties he almost cums again right there.

He lets you rest while he gets redressed and then helps you get dressed putting his letterman back on you loving you in it. He picks you up not trusting your shaking legs to carry you. "Let's go get you some food and water, Sweets. I am not done with you quite yet." He smirks pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. You smile lazily up at him bleary eyes running over his face and your hand playing with his necklace.

Why am I jealous of a pizza slice

Also it kinda looks like he’s eating 🐱

You Belong with Me 💙🏈📖

Wally Clark x fem reader Y/N slow burn story

Part 20:

Summary: After confronting your scar, Wally heads into his and you and him finally admit your feelings for each other (finally LOL)

The sun peered through the small window in the storage room waking you up not that you got much rest after keep waking up reliving your scar. Good thing you actually didn’t need sleep, but it felt good to have something normal. Wally was already awake doing some stretches on the floor. “Morning, Darling” he says as he does a sit up. Seeing him like that makes you feel all flustered. “I have an idea, something we could all do to take our minds off this whole scar/ Mr Martin drama.” He says continuing to do push ups. “What’s your idea?” you ask as you get off the couch. He finishes his sit ups and you give him your hand to help him off the floor, not that he needed it anyway. “We have a field day. We get all of our anger out and just have fun.” He says enthusiastically. “That’s a great idea, I defiantly need to get some anger out after yesterday” you said. He nods his head as you two exit the room to find the others. You find Rhonda and Charley in the cafeteria and tell them Wally’s idea. they both agree wanting to push back going into their scars longer. 

You all head outside and find the others along the way, all eager for the day. Normally field day was Wally’s thing, and you just went along with it, but for the first time in years you were just as eager. You grabbed a golf club and began smashing the vending machines. You turn around and notice everyone is staring at you in shock. “Damn chickee, didn’t know you had it in you.” Rhonda expresses with her mouth hung open. “Yeah well, seeing your own death for the first time as well as your best friend’s death again it does something to a person.” You say as you take another swing at another vending machine. “Are you guys going to join in or just watch me destroy stuff?” you add when again you notice everyone staring. 

They all go their own ways, while Charley stays behind to talk to you. “Y/N I love you but in all these years of friendship I have never seen you so angry especially on field day, a day literary made for it. What’s going on?” he asks with concern in his voice as you give one final blow to the vending machines. “I told you, going through my scar was traumatic.” You reply as you put down the golf club and follow Charley to the picnic table. “And?” he adds. You shrug not knowing what he means to which he gives you a look. “Ok and its Wally. I just- I can’t understand why he hasn’t noticed I have been here all along and that we belong together.” You utter. “Are you quoting Taylor Swift right now? He laughs. “Yes, if you and I were alive we would be at all of her concerts.” You laugh. “You know I love him but he’s a himbo. You have to actually tell him otherwise he will remain clueless forever.” He states. “I wish he would come to the conclusion himself, so I don’t have to tell him. Oh my god, Rhonda is right I am a chicken.” You say. “Yeah, you are. Just tell him already before he and Maddie get too serious, she may not be really dead but that doesn’t stop her and him from doing stuff.” he says. “Gross.” You add as Rhonda and Tommy join the table. 

“Have you calmed down yet chickee?” Rhonda asks and she takes a seat next to Charley while Tommy sits next to you. “She’s finally going to tell him.” Charley says enthusiastically. “About time chickee, what made you decide now?” Rhonda says as she takes a lollipop out from her pocket. “Going into the scar, seeing his death and mine made me realise that I don’t want to waste anymore time. It feels right.” You express. “Well go do it now, I overheard him tell Maddie he’s ready to face his scar and find Mr Martin.” Tommy says as Wally and Maddie approach your table. 

“Darling, its time.” Wally says as Maddie takes a seat. You nod and go with him to grab his object to get into his scar. He grabs his football as you and him head to the field. “You sure you are up for this now? The others will understand that you need more time.” You express knowing what he will face since you just did. “Yeah, I have to. No, I need too, I need to find him we need- I need answers.” He says as he tries to hype himself up. “Ok Walls, I’ll be right here for you.” You say giving him a hug. He lets go off the hug, then vanishes as he sees the red glow. 

You take a seat on the lower level of the bleachers, not knowing how long you would have to wait. To pass time you talk to yourself, practicing what you want to say to Wally when you tell him that you love him. “What I’m about to say mighty be the best thing you ever heard or the worst thing, but I have been holding on to a secret that I have never told you, for 41 years. Wally, I love you. I have loved you since junior year. I was going to tell you at homecoming, but we all know how that went down. I then got so terrified that you would reject me, and I would lose you. Which I could never lose you especially in this place. I’m sorry I have kept it in for so long and I know you and Maddie have something, but it was killing me not telling you.” You finish rambling when you see Wally fall out of his scar, and on to the grass, grasping for air clinging onto his throat.

“I’m here, Walls. Its ok.” You say as you rush towards him and kneel to hug him. It takes him a while to calm down, but you just hold him and wait until he says. “I love you too, Darling.” You stare blankly at him confused. “Huh?” you mumble. “I heard everything you said Y/N, like you said you heard me in yours yesterday.” He replies pushing a strand of hair away from your face. Shit. You did forget you said that. “I didn’t want you to find out that way, I truly was waiting for the right moment. You’re not mad at me that I never told you?” You ask as you grab his hand. “Why would I be mad Darling? Because I have kept something from you for a long time too, I have loved you since I accidently walked in on you changing on Halloween, I was scared too.” He admits. “So, we have loved each other this whole time and we never said anything?” You add. “Yeah, I guess so.” He laughs making you laugh as well. “Oh my god, I could have been with you this whole time, but I have been too much of a chicken to admit it.” You say still laughing. And before you knew it, Wally had grabbed your hands and gently directed you to the grass, with him on top of you and kisses you. He breaks apart the kiss long enough to say “You belong with me, Darling” you smile and kiss him again. Finally, you feel a weight lift. You feel your heart get lighter and fuller of love knowing he’s felt the same way this whole time. “I love you Walls.” You mumble into his lips as you feel breathless in a good way, finally kissing the love of your life. 

Then you remembered, the whole reason he went into the scar. “Wait was he in there?” you ask breaking apart your kiss, eyes still locked to his. “No, he must be in one of the others. Now, let’s not talk about him and let’s get back to what we were doing.” He snarls as he places his soft pink lips on yours once more. 

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need milo so bad rn

This photo does something to me oh my

Also look at the tattoos on his feet

I’m creaming oops I mean screaming

Standing ovulation. I mean ovation. Whatever 10/10