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Miguel O'Hara x GN!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • Kinktober 2024 Masterlist • Day 23: Can't get to sleep
Summary: Miguel misses you.
A/N: I'm just gonna go stare out of the window.
Warnings: phone sex, lube, jacking off, reader has a job which takes them away from their home on conferences occasionally, Miguel sleeping nakied, not beta read, please let me know if I have missed a warning!
Word Count: 941
Miguel shifts in bed, rolling over for the seventh time in two minutes. He just couldn’t settle, couldn’t find any position that was remotely comfortable.
He grabs your pillow and buries his face into it, inhaling your scent that still lingers on the cotton. He hates when you’re away, hates it more than anything.
He knows it’s selfish and impractical, you had an important job that you loved and it was only a few times a year that you went to a conference that he couldn’t attend with you. He’d never stop you, never voice his upset. But he misses you. Painfully.
There’s a buzz buzz buzz of his comminator and he groans, huffing and rolling over until he realises it’s you calling.
He answers quickly. “What’s wrong?”
You chuckle, “Hello to you too.”
“Baby, it’s the middle of the night-”
“Then why aren’t you asleep?”
He pauses, “I…”
“Don’t lie.” He can hear the smile in your voice.
“I’m having difficulty.” He mumbles, laying back down, his heart already calming at hearing you.
“I know.” “How?”
“Lyla called me.”
He swears and groans.
“She said you weren’t sleeping.”
“So she woke you up?” He says gruffly.
“No, I have trouble sleeping without you too.” You say soothingly.
“That’s a fucking lie, you fall asleep the second you get into bed.” He scoffs.
“No,” you draw out the word teasingly, “that’s only when you’re in the bed with me.”
He mumbles something noncomitable.
“What was that?” You laugh.
“Nothing, just grumpy noises.”
You laugh harder and he smiles, his chest growing lighter at the sound. He shifts a little, stretching and rolls onto his back.
“I’m glad you called, miss you.” He mumbles.
“I miss you too.”
“I miss you more.”
You snort and he grins again.
“I know why you can’t sleep,” he says after a moment.”
“Oh, yeah? Why?” “I didn’t fuck your brains out beforehand.”
You laugh harder.
“Hey,” he tries his best to interject some outrage into his voice, but it doesn't work.
“I think that’s why you can't sleep.” You retort.
“Maybe.” You pause, you hadn’t expected him to just admit it. “Why don’t you?”
Miguel swallows thickly, “Why don’t I what?”
“Come?”
He wriggles a little, a shiver running down his spine. “Not the same if you’re not here.”
“I am here.”
He swallows thickly.
“I think it’ll help you sleep.” You say softly.
“Okay.” He breathes out the word, fragile and quiet on his tongue. “What… what should I do?” His voice small.
“Get the lube from the bedside table.”
He nods, then adds a quick, “yeah,” as he rumages around in the top drawer and pulls it out.
“Lay back down.”
He follows your suggestions without a second thought, getting comfortable and pulling down the blankets.
“You naked?”
“Hmmm.”
“Good boy.”
He lets out a little groan at the sound of your voice.
“Put your fingers on your chest.” You say softly, his mind going a little numb as he closes his eyes and places his fingers against his skin.
“And just traiiiiill down,” you whisper.
He groans as he strokes down his chest, picturing you above him in his mind’s eye. He shivers, his muscles jumping under the feather-light touch.
“Tha’s it,” you say sweetly, “Now get your hand nice and wet.”
He moans a little as he flicks open the bottle of lube and pours a hefty amount onto his palm. The sound of the cap opening is enough to make his cock twitch and harden quickly. That was definitely something to think about later. He rubs the lube in his hand, warming it slightly. “It’s wet.” He mutters.
“Want you to make a tight hole with your thumb and fingers, can you do that?”
He nods, and then swallows, realising that you can’t see him. “Yeah, I can do that.” He moans.
“Good boy, now I want you to fuck your hand, nice and slow.”
Miguel bites his lip, whining softly. “Okay.” He holds the base of his heavy cock, positioning it so that he can press the tight little hole he made against the tip. He shivers, his legs squirming.
“How does it feel?”
“Good, but…” “But?” You smile.
“Made it too small.” He bites his lip with his sharp teeth.
“You can widen it a little, but keep it as tight as possible, okay?”
“Yes,” he mumbles breathlessly, “I will.”
“Good boy Miguel, you drag it down your cock.”
He groans loudly, thrusting up slowly in time with his hand.
“Take your time, get all the way to the bottom.”
He huffs, trying to stop his hips from bucking wildly.
“And all the way up.”
Miguel groans loudly, the deep sound of his slick hand echoing.
“You keep doing that, nice and slow.” You mutter.
He whimpers ever so slightly, his breathing catching in his throat.
After five more long, agonising pumps you whisper, “a little faster.”
“Thank you,” he shivers, picking up the pace ever so slightly.
Three more pumps, “Faster.”
“Fuck.” He misses you so fucking much, needs you there with him now to wrap your arms around him and play with his hair as you tease him.
“Faster.”
He whines again, high pitched, his balls tightening. “I’m gonna come.”
“So soon?” You tease.
“Yeah,” he whimpers, “miss you, want you, need you- oh!” He comes hard, shooting robs of warm cum all over his stomach as he cries out your name.
He breathes hard as aftershocks roll through him.
You giggle playfully. “Did you make a mess?”
“Yes.” He pouts. “A big one.”
You bite your lip. “Can I see?”
“I’ll send you a picture.”
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Random little relationship headcannons‼️💋
BYAKUYA TOGAMI x GAMER!READER
Warnings: none really, just romantic partner hc's, you play video games ig :3
Pairings: Byakuya togami x Gn!Gamer!Reader
☆Doesn't really do pda, but does kiss your forehead every so often while patting your head.
(Then you'd do the same to him, but like this⬇️)
☆ He's definitely the kind of guy to kiss the back of your hand to greet you.
☆you sometimes take pictures of him when he's sleeping and send them to him. (Hehehe)
☆thinks video games are childish, but he kind of stopped thinking that after seeing you play video games, seeing how competitive it can be. (At least for you, lmao) he won't admit to anything and will keep saying that "they're childish" !!!
☆while playing on your PC or console, he's 'reading' a book of his, but while he's reading, he began to stop paying attention to his book and watching your gameplay, hearing all the clicking of the keys or buttons and seeing all the complicated movement.
☆he's silently rooting for you to a round, silently watching your gameplay.
☆when you're playing on your switch, he insists you get in bed and get comfortable in case you get sleepy and lose progress.
☆(he just wants to hold you)
☆ Absolutely loves it when you wear a shirt of his. Most you'll get off a reaction is a smile or maybe MAYBE... a compliment <3.
☆Seems kind of overprotective whenever you two go out, but to him, he's reasonably protective.
☆sees how you're yapping about a game or a character you like, and you'll probably see a box on your (shared) bed with a plush, Keychain, figure, or a giftcard to buy something on the game you like.
Do you guys want me to write more of x GAMER reader??? LMKK!!
If requests are still open can I request a fluffy Alex Chen from Life is Stange x Gender Neutral Reader oneshot or headcanons?
Alex Chen x Gn!Reader
Pronouns used: None, no gendered terms either.
Format used: Oneshot.
Of course! In this one shot, Alex has just arrived in town and the reader, a friend from the past, reunites with her and they put on music to dance around. Cause that stuff is cute
Tell me if you want anything changed, I haven't played the game since it was released, so I apologise if I've gotten something wrong here!
You glanced around the tavern which Gabe had previously told you about, opening the doors had greeted you with a one or two people at a few separate tables, barely enough to be considered busy or full. The bartender smiled and greeted you towards him.
"You're new here, I'm guessing you're Alex and Gabes friend? They're in their apartment, chatting, since you're clearly searching for them." He pointed you to the direction of the stairs, you stepped your way toward the stairs, anxiousness setting in.
You were so nervous, you held a fondness on Alex, for all the years you've known her, you couldn't get over the musician. And the thought of finally seeing her again? It filled you with so much joy. Determination, more like, to see her again, to rekindle your friendship.
You noticed that the closer you got to the top, a faint music got louder.
You finally reached the top, stepping into the apartment without warning, and making sure to close the door behind yourself. You had immediately noticed Alex and Gabe dancing to the music, once faint and now the loudest you were sure a speaker could go. After a few moments, Alex opened her eyes right when facing you in an air guiatr move, her furrowed brows, open mouth, and dancing quickly changed into a shocked expression.
It took her a few moments just to fully register what she was seeing, Alex's face was now a relieved, and almost familiar one. You two stared for a few more agonisingly slow seconds, fully taking the sight in after being separated for so long.
"(F/N), you made it!" Gabe spoke, noticing you after seeing Alex had gone still, butting in on your staring session.
Suddenly, a knock was heard from the door you'd previously closed. Alex looked awkwardly between you, Gabe, then the door, an unspoken conversation happening between her and her brother. Gabe pointed to the door.
"I'll... Uhh, go get that?" He changed his point to a thumbs up directed toward his sister and began walking toward the door to answer it. A few words were spoke before footsteps heading down the stairs started. Gabe and the mystery person took whatever was happening downstairs.
Alex turned to me.
"So... Uhm. You're here?" She smiled, swinging her hands forward and back, before realising how that could've sounded, and she quickly put her hands down, adding-
"I'm happy! That you're here, I've... I've missed you. A lot." You smiled happily at her words. Alex seemed to relax at your smile.
"What're you listening to?" You asked, the music which was blaring previously having changed by now. A new, more punk style song played.
"Oh! Right, just uh, listening to some music I like. Wanna 'jam out' with me?" She joked, doing jazz hands and expecting you to have something better to do, or to just deny it. But, instead of any of that, you walked closer and let out a small laugh, taking in Alex's offer seriously.
"Hell yeah! Let's jam!" You looked toward her hands, holding your own out. She grasped yours with only a moments hesitation, you pulled her toward you, moving along with the music in a clumsy and awkwardly fun way.
Alex's moves were slower and relied mostly on you to guide her, her awkwardness causing some missteps or stepping on your shoes. The wild moves you were doing may or may not be causing some damage to your shoes and feet, but so what? It was fun, and Alex was loosening up, making her own moved and letting go of your hands.
Halfway through, you held each others hands again, and felt yourself trip over each other almost a second later, stumbling around before falling on the floor. You laughed, feeling happy tears well in your eyes, both of you were unharmed from the fall, but Alex struggled getting up for a moment. Dizzy from the constant and excitable movement, wobbling and falling onto you again.
You both continued to shriek of laughter, her movements became more free when you both managed to stand. Her laughs were less shy, she finally spoke to you some more, telling you what had happened over her life while you were gone. And even if Alex became contained as she moved and danced along with you. Both of your movements slowed so she could explain everything better. It wasn't a long explanation, as she left out the bad parts.
But, even if Alex wasn't exposing her sensitive side, she was still feeling more open here than she ever had in her life. Both of you never wanting this wonderful moment to end, and feeling the most overjoyed either of you had ever felt in your entire lives.