Mitch Rapp Smut Any Plot Line

mitch rapp smut 🙏🙏 any plot line

Mitch Rapp x Female Reader

18+ sexual situations

Morning Sex w/ Mitch

Months apart from your husband is hard, but that it makes the reunion a little more fun too.

With him being gone for long periods, it was weird to wake up and see his face. To see him sleeping on his stomach, arms tucked beneath his pillow, and lips in a slight pout. A smile slowly spread across your lips as you watched him.

You understood Mitch's job. If anything you were extremely proud of him. But it was still hard when four months passed and you hadn't seen your husband. Not allowed or even able to call him while he's away on missions.

"You know watching people when they sleep can be seen as creepy by most people," Mitch spoke, his voice thick with sleep, but unmoving from the position he was sleeping in.

"I haven't seen your face in four months, sorry if I wanna stare for a while."

Mitch could hear the lightness in your tone knowing there was a smile on your face. He laughed softly before slowly opening his eyes. For a second he had to think if he was dreaming. For the last few weeks, he'd been stuck waking up to nothing but a cold wall beside him.

Slowly Mitch moved towards you and bent down to kiss your lips softly, his arms wrapping around your body and pulling you closer. You melted into his touch as you felt his warm body against yours. Mitch moved you to lay beneath him and settle between your legs. A small moan left your lips as you felt him harden and slowly rub against your slit.

Your arms wrapped around his shoulders and moved your fingers through his hair to grip it slightly. His hair had gotten longer since you'd last seen him, along with his beard. As his lips moved against yours, you felt the soft hairs against your skin.

As you tugged on his dark curls, Mitch growled slightly against your lips. He nipped lightly at your bottom lip before pulling away.

"You sore, baby?" He whispered softly against your lips, his eyes dark and intense as he looked down towards you.

You found it hard to speak as his fingers moved against your clit in a way that made your toes curl. Short labored breaths sounded from you before you let out a soft, "No."

Mitch slowly thrust two fingers inside of you, causing you to moan his name as you rested against the pillows. He watched your face as he pleased you. You closed your eyes and let out little wanton moans. Mitch could feel his cock twitch and harden more as he could hear and feel how wet you were. His fingers moved in and out of you with ease.

"...Mitch...Mitch..." You gasped, your hips moving up against his hand.

"So, so needy."

He felt you clench around him as he spoke. Mitch's voice was still deeper from sleep and it only turned you on more.

You whimpered softly when you felt the loss of his fingers from between your legs. Mitch grabbed you and quickly moved to flip you over onto your hands and knees. A small scream left your lips from the movement - loving when he got a little rough.

Mitch pressed your chest into the bed, before lifting your hips up, your pussy fully on display for him. You tried to look over your shoulder back towards him but he'd ducked out of view for you. Your body lurched forward in shock as you felt his tongue against you.

"Fuck..." Mitch moaned, "Taste so good."

Mitch seemed to be just as eager as you with the way he grabbed your hips and thrust deep inside of you. You let out a strangled moan, pressing your hips back towards him, but also feeling the slight burn of him stretching you. The two of you might've gone at it most of last night, but it was like you needed to get used to him again. But you liked the pain. It only turned you on more.

The rhythmic noise of your bodies moving against each other filled the room. Each thrust was harder than the last causing the headboard to bang against the wall slightly.

"Oh fuck! Mitch!" You screamed and gripped the sheets tightly. "...Ugh!"

Mitch's hand slapped down hard against your ass. "Take my cock, fuckin' take it..."

You needed it like this. The hard and roughness of it. You knew that you weren't going to last long, and you had a feeling that Mitch wasn't either. Not with the noises he made and the way his hand reached around to rub at your clit. Mitch moved to last his chest against your back, each thrust was hard and deep, moaning in your ear. You could hear him telling you how good you felt. How much he loved and missed your pussy.

"Fuck, can't wait to fill this pussy baby...you want that...hmm?" Mitch growled in your ear, slapping against your clit.

"Yes! Yes...fuck, please..." You cried out

You froze beneath Mitch for a moment before your entire body erupted as you came around his cock. Mitch felt his thrusts becoming a little more erratic as he felt you.

"...Ahh...yes baby..." Mitch whimpered before spilling deep inside of you, grinding his hips against yours.

The two of you collapsed to the bed with entangled limbs with chest rising and falling with labored breaths.

"Holy...fuck..." You whispered, eyes closed as you laid beside him.

"Mmmm, maybe I should leave more often." Mitch chuckled, moving to kiss along your shoulder before pulling out gently. "If this is what it's like when I come back."

"I'm gonna tell Stan you're no longer allowed to leave," You playfully glared towards him.

Mitch bent down and kissed your lips before slowly getting out of bed and walking towards the bathroom. You stayed in your place and closed your eyes. Mitch came back after cleaning up, he cleaned between your legs with a warm cloth, before tossing it into the hamper.

"Lazy day today," Mitch asked moving back into bed with you.

"Lazy day," You spoke before turning to nuzzle into his chest.

Hola! Dylan O’Brien anniversary smut and or fluff, up to you! You’re amazing bestieeeee 💘

Happy Anniversary

Pairing: Dylan O'Brien X Reader

Warnings: SMUT! Not full on but tones.

A/N: So sorry this took so long! Hopefully the "smut" will be worthy enough as I get back into the groove (PUNS FOR DAYS!)

You hear the doorknob creak from the opposite side of the room sending a wave of excitement through your entire body. Goosebumps begin rising on your sensitive, bare skin, only being lightly lit from the double candles on the bedside table. A rush of heat washes over your cheeks as the slight anxiety you have had all day begins to bubble over as you see his form enter the room.

A giggle escapes your lips, drawing his attention from the rose petals covering the floor, to your body laying scantily clad atop the cold, gray quilt that covered the bed.

Dylan’s deep brown eyes blink uncontrollably, his bottom lip slips between his teeth as he bites down harder than usual, and his throat begins to fill with saliva as he takes a big gulp - feeling his muscles spasm from his throat to his abs to his now hardened cock.

Speechless. Only on two occasions had you ever seen Dylan speechless, yet, YOU seemed to always be the reason for his amusing silence.

As he closed the gap between him and the bed, his whiskey eyes never once left your body. Drifting from your sprawled out toes, when you noticed his eyes glancing there you tried to hide them… and failed, to your thighs glistening in the candlelight, to your belly. His eyes lingered a bit longer on your abdomen, knowing that soon he was going to be in there, pressing down on your skin so you felt his member inside you even more.

As by instinct, his long arms made quick work of his hoodie. Discarding the purple pullover and his white tee beneath it onto the floor. His ears capture the nearly silent whine you made from his actions.

You always loved taking it off of him. Your fingers would run up his chest, dancing along his warm skin that just made you want to crawl into his body. And God forbid you wrap your arms around him, dragging your fingernails over his back. Your fingertips feel every flex of his muscles under the slight sting of your nails, marking his body for a few moments. Make YOUR mark.

His eyes rose from your belly until they settled on your breasts, barely covered by the thin lingerie you had bought recently. He wasn’t supposed to know you had gotten it, but how was he supposed to know to NOT open one of the hundreds of Amazon packages delivered that month?

And finally, his eyes met your lips, tucked into one another to hide the smirk you were aching to release. Dylan knew “sexy” wasn’t your most comfortable thing to do. He thought you were sexy with sweats and 7-day unwashed hair. Everything you did was sexy to him. But the vulnerability of laying there… wearing that… letting his eyes just watch you… only for him and very special occasions would you go through the anxiety it gave you.

“Happy anniversary,” your words came like a siren from the water to him. Dylan came closer, kneeling on the bedside, his body close enough to radiate his heat onto you. You can see the darkness, lust, in his eyes as they looked deeply into yours. His lips curled up into a devilish smirk, your own now showing on your features.

Dylan bit down on his bottom lip before swiping his tongue over the sensitive flesh as he leaned into your body. Your goosebumps immediately disappear at his touch, as if the slightest feel of him sent a cascading wave of comfort and safety to wash through your anxiety.

“Happy anniversary, baby girl.”

You have no idea how obsessed I am with your writing. I have almost every single Dylan/ Stiles smut saved in my notes just so I could go back and look at them all. But I have an idea, so hear me out please. Imaging if you went to Comic-Con and Dylan thinks your the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen, so he takes you back stage and fucks you for so long that it causes him to be late to his panel interview, and you end up giving his number to continue your actions at his apartment😩

please, we all know this man is not going out there. he's not done fucking you and no comic con will stop him after he'd been eyeing you for hours.

you'd been bouncing on top of him, face stained with tears and biting your lips so hard you could see the little droplets of blood. you'd never felt so full and fucked out so fast. his cock stretching your walls to practical perfection just had your brain spinning and his slander fingers toying with your clit did not help.

you'd had came already and were on the verge of cumming again with the way he'd been hammering into you. what can he do anyways, not his fault your sounds are addictive.

"f-fuck ! dylan, fuck ! please slow... slow down ! oh fuck ! oh god, yes ! more, more, more !"

"fuck, pussy's so good... holding me so nice and creaming all around me... you like when i bully your pretty cunt huh baby ? you like it when i turn you into a fleshlight and fuck you senseless ?"

you can barely speak or think straight so answering is definitely not happening. but then you see the time from the corner of your eyes and you start panicking, squirming on top of him while his grip on you tightens.

"w-wait ! dylan, d-dylan oh god ! t-the ah ! the interview ! dylan, the interview !"

that is when he takes over, flipping you on the couch to tower over you and fuck into you deeper. his palm slides up your chest, caressing your breasts before taking hold of your neck.

"don't focus on the interview, focus on me. they'll find a way, for now i need to make sure that you're dripping cum all over the place. wouldn't want my girl to go out there unmarked."

Can you PLEASE do a breeding kink concept with Dylan? You guys go to Disney and see all these kids & it just hits him how much he wants kids with you !! Thank you!! And I hope you have fun @ Disney 🤍🤍

Happiest Place On Earth

Pairing: Dylan O'Brien X Reader

Warnings: 18+ Smut mentions

A/N: I didn't use as much smut as I wanted to with this one... felt odd. But I hope it's not terrible for you!

A Disney Adult they called you. But in full honesty, Disney made you feel like a kid again, like all your worries and concerns for the future just washed away while you were there. Dylan thought you were crazy at first, but after seeing the way your entire demeanor changed the second you heard the entrance music play through the courtyard, something in him broke.

He always wanted a family, wanted kids. But never had he wanted them so badly, not until watching you in the happiest place on earth, surrounded by mothers and fathers enjoying it just as much as their rugrats running through the streets. He imagined him doing the same.

As you walked down Main street, your friends drifted off towards the food stands to the left, you felt an arm wrap around your middle. The smell of Dylan’s cologne wafted through your senses as his voice lowly hummed the song playing throughout the park, sending a smirk crossing over your features as he pulled you close.

“You are right,” He smiled into the side of your head, lips pursing into your hair as he inhaled your fresh scent. “This is a magical place. It’s making me want to make a little magic with you as well.”

Your eyes grow at the comment, surprised that he would be thinking of such things at a time like this. You knew he had a thing for starting a family, with the few times he let it known how much he wanted to fill you up and see you grow for nearly 10 months. But this time, he was different. He was pushy.

You weren’t one to complain about this change in him. You were going to have the time of your lives today, to be kids again. But that night, when you were alone in the solitude of his place… it was game on. You didn;t make it through the front door before his fingers were aching to slip beneath your panty line. His lips were already devouring your neck once the car was safely in park.

It was a long night. A long, loud night.

"behave" prompt with dylan o'brien or any of his characters 🤪

14. Behave.

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you peeked out the window of the hotel and spotted the red carpet, photographers and you bit your lip as your stomach grew a ball of nervousness.

the door opened and you turned, your expression softening as dylan walked in. "my oh my" you smile and walk over to him, pushing your hands under his jacket and kissing him slowly. "you just get sexier every time i see you"

"oh please" dylan smiled and held your face, kissing you again. "i'm so happy you came, baby. i'm so happy i get to share this experience with you, thank you for coming"

"yes sir anything for you" you smile and his eyes darken. "what?"

"don't pull any of that tonight, you hear me? not.. not in front of everyone, you hear me?" dylan tilted your chin up and you smiled, hitting his nose against yours.

"yes sir" you push your hands into his back pockets and pull him forward, pressing his body against yours. "how much time do we have until we have to go down there?"

your fingers touched his belt and he held your wrists. "none. let's go, baby" you pout and he kisses your lip, taking your hand and pulling you down to the car. he waves at the cameras and helps you in the car, closing the door.

you held his hand and took out your phone, taking some pictures with him and posting them. you two pulled up to the premier and he helps you out again, wrapping an arm around your waist as you two walk onto the red carpet together.

you smiled and placed your hand on his stomach, dylan kissing your head. you look at him and smile, and he leans down. "i wish i could show them you're mine, sir. you just look so amazing"

"yn.." he pulls away and you look to his lips then his eyes. "behave"

"yes, dylan" you smile and he kisses you again, you two taking more pictures before he was off to do interviews. you headed inside and grabbed a drink, waiting for dylan and scrolling through twitter.

arms snaked around your waist and you stood up, pressing your body against dylan's. "i thought i told you not to pull anything tonight. and you said that in front of cameras?" you spin in his arms and smile, holding his face.

"oh come on, i was just having a little fun" you wink and kiss him again, and he hums as he tastes the alcohol on your tongue. "now, let's go watch your sexy ass on the big screen, hm?"

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the movie was over and you hugged dylan tightly as you all stood up. "oh my god, dylan, that was amazing! i'm so proud of you, baby" dylan smiled and held the back of your bicep as you placed your hands on his chest. "let's go home, baby. i'm so tired and just want to celebrate in bed" you smile and he nods, kissing you again and taking you to the car.

the car ride was silent, but comfortable. you held dylan's hand in your lap, and stared out the window at the city of los angeles. the car parked outside of your house and you both thanked the driver, heading inside.

you kicked off your heels and sighed. you grabbed a water and headed up the stairs, dylan following close behind. you stopped in front of the mirror, placing down your water bottle and struggling to unzip your dress.

a shirtless dylan popped up behind you in the mirror and you sighed when he unzipped your dress and unclipped your bra from your body. "when did you get shirtless?"

"does it matter?" his hand wrapped around your neck and tilted it back, looking down at you. "you're ridiculous, you know. i warned, you didn't i?"

"you're still mad about that?" you shimmied yourself out of your dress and bra, and it piled on the floor, dylan holding your jaw and making you look in the mirror. you both watched as his fingers fell down the valley of your breasts all the way down to your underwear hem.

dylan pushed his finger into your underwear and you sighed, pushing your hips back and rubbing your butt against his crotch. "you disobeyed my rules, baby. and now i'm going to make you watch me punish you" dylan grabbed the stool from the vanity and bent you over, your stomach pressing against the fur.

dylan undid his pants and pushed them down, leaving him naked next to your body. dylan's hand ran down your back and to your ass, kneading it softly before spanking you rather roughly. "fuck, i'm so sorry, sir. i promise i won't do it again"

"that's what you said the last time" he growled and spanked you a few more times. your ass turned red and a few tears fell down your cheek. "alright.. i think you learned your lesson. now i want you to watch me pleasure you" dylan kissed you and stood you up, kicking the stool and sitting you on the edge of the bed.

dylan sat on his knees in front of you, spreading your legs and looking up at you as his tongue slightly brushed against your clit. "please.." you whimper over and over, dylan smirking and pushing his tongue into you. you roll your eyes and grip his hair, looking at him in the mirror, which seemed to turn you on even more. "fuck yes, dylan"

"my good girl" dylan pushed you against the bed, rubbing his cock up and down your folds as he kissed you. "and you were right, all i wanted to do tonight was go under your dress and make you scream so everyone knew you were mine" dylan mumbled against your mouth. you grabbed his cock and guided him into you, moaning as he thrusted into you slowly. "you're so fucking pretty when you take my cock"

"fuck dylan, faster" dylan's hands pushed your thighs to the bed and thrusted deeper into you. he spun you on your stomach and tilted your head back, kissing you sloppily as his skin slapped against yours.

"my girl, my beautiful girl" dylan mumbled, making you moan. dylan turned you onto your back again and place your legs over his shoulders. "fuck baby"

"dylan.. dylan fuck" you gasp, gripping his arms as his hips got sloppy.

"baby.." dylan grunted and you took your legs off his shoulders, wrapping them around his waist and pulling him into you. "fuck yn, are you close, baby?"

"yes, dylan, cum for me" you grit your teeth and he rubs your clit, grunting as he came into you. you shook a few seconds after, cumming around him. "god i love when you're angry" you pant and he laughs, kissing you softly.

"i'll got start us a shower, hm?" you nod and he smiles, brushing his nose against yours and kissing you again before getting off you and walking towards the bathroom. you sat up and looked at yourself in the mirror, laughing at your very messy hair and makeup. you take off the fake eyelashes and he towards the bathroom.

"hi" you whisper and dylan held your hand, helping you into the shower. you two ended the night with a very needed shower and feeling sleepy afterwards. you both fell asleep on top of the sheets in just your underwear, tired from the night.

Brother's best friend (D.O'B)- Smut Pt.1

warnings⚠: smut (duh), spanking, fingering, cussing slight daddy kink, Dylan being a dick, angst at the ending, fighting, kinda slut shaming...that's it for now, lmk if i missed something.

Just a side note...there will be smut in pt.2 and i'll try to make it as detailed as i can😉

Everything  started the moment i walked on set to visit my brother, Tyler.

He was busy filming Teen Wolf season 4 and he asked me to fly out to Los Angeles to hang out with him on set for a bit.

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As i walked onto set,  Hollond came up and greeted me. Alot of the time, when i called my brother, one or two...or a few of his co-stars would be with him. That's how Holland and i met. We eventually got each others numbers and started chatting that way, so needless to say, i was so happy when i finally met her in person.

She took me all over set, showing me where everything is and telling me how everything worked etc. I met basically everyone, the only 3 people i haven't met yet, was Dylan O'Brien, my brothet and Tyler Hoechlin.

Holland eventually took me over to the trailers, where i greeted my brother. He was ecstatic when he saw me, Dylan O'Brien on the other hand, he was talking and laughing about something with Tyler, but his smile immediately dropped the moment he saw me. It wasn't always like this.

The first few weeks after we met, we got along great, but then out of nowhere, everyrime he was with tyler when i called, he would leave the room.

I have no idea what i did to make him upset,  but i just sort of excepted it. I still waved and smiled at him when me made eye contact, but he just went inside his trailer.

"What's up with him?" Holland asked

"I have no idea, we were just talking and making jokes." Tyler responded

"Maby he remembered he had to do something?" Holland said

"Yea, or maby he's a dick head who for some unknown reason just started ignoring me and started to be a total ass hat toward me." I said

Tyler and Holland turned their heads to me as soon as i started talking. They didn't even try to deny it, beacause they both know it's true.

"You know what, why don't we go over to Hoechlin's trailer?" Tyler asked

"Yea, sure." I said, putting a smile on my face.

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After i met Hoechlin...he's so incredibly nice by the way, Tyler and Arden was called to set.

Tyler told me that i could either watch him shoot the scene or i could just stay in his trailer. I did neither.

Instead, i just walked around on set and talked to a few people, before trying make my way to the bathroom, i got lost though.

As i turned the corner, i saw Dylan talking to Hoechlin. I know it's wrong to eavesdrop, but i couldn't help it.

"C'mon man, Holland told me that you've been avoiding Y/N." Hoechlin said

"No i haven't." Dylan said annoyed

"Don't bullshit me O'Brien. You two used to talk. Alot. But for some reason you started to avoid her and i wanna know why."

"Yea, we talked, but i just didn't see us going anywhere with the friendship, besides she's my bestfriends sister."

"Ofcourse you saw it going somewhere Dylan and i think that's exactly why you started avoiding her. She's your best friends sister, you started falling for her and you thought it could mess everything up."

"Oh please, i never saw anything happening between us. She's not even my type." Dylan said

"Mm, you keep telling yourself that man, but just know. If you're gonna keep acting like a total dick towards her, you're going to lose her." Hoechlin said before patting Dylan on his shoulder and walking away.

Dylan turned his head and watched Hoechlin, before turning his head again. We made eye contact, he looked pissed when he saw me. I ducked away, but then i heard him coming closer, so i bolted.

Somehow i managed my way to where all the trailers where, i found Tyler's and went inside, closing and locking the door behind me. I sat down on the couch he had in there and thought about what Dylan and Hoechlin said.

'Does or did Dylan like me.'  I thought to myself.

*knock, knock, knock*

"Shit." I whisper yelled.

"Y/N, open door please, i know you're in there." Dylan said

"Princess you better open this door, i'm staring to get pissed and i promise you, you do not want to see me pissed." Dylan said.

The pool between my leggs started growing. God, this wad not supposed to be turning me on.

"Why should i let you come in?" I asked, my voice came out in a slight whiper.

"Because i wanna talk to you."

"About what?"

"Open the door and i'll tell you."

"I open the dood if you tell me what you wanna talk about."

"You're making me mad princess."

After i took a few deep breathes, i unlocked the door and took a few steps back. After a moment the door opened and Dylan walked inside.

"See that wasn't so hard." He said, closing and locking the door behind him.

"Why where you eavesdropping?" Dylan asked

"I wasn't." I said

"Liar."

"Why where you eavesdropping?" Dylan asked again, walking closer to me, making me take a step back.

"I couldn't help it." I said, looking down.

"Mmm, good girl." Dylan said in a low voice.

The wettness between my leggs where probably dripping down my thighs by now.

"Why'd you run away?" Dylan asked.

I stayed quite.

"I asked, why.did.you.run away?" Dylan asked, he grabbed my face and forced me to look at him

"Why does it matter?" I asked

"You're in no position to ask the questions darling." Dylan said, a slight smirk appearing on his face.

"Oh yea, what makes you so sure?" I asked, a smirk also forming on my lips now. The slight smirk instantly disappeared and within a second i was pushed against the wall, Dylan's hand was now wrapped around my neck.

"God you're a little brat."

"Aww, what are you gonna do? Spank me?" I asked mockingly

"You know what, i think i am." Dylan said. Dylan practically threw me onto the couch. He walked over to me, sat down and threw me over his lap.

"Dylan what the fuck are you doing!" I yelled.

"I'm just doing what you suggested princess." Dylan said

"Oh my gosh, you son of a bitch." I said. Wrong move. Dylan grabbed my hair a pulled my head back.

"Let's make one thing very clear princess, you can only open that pretty little mouth of yours when you're screaming or moaning my name, when you're answering me or when you're begging. Got it." Dylan said, gripping my hair a little tighter

"Yes." I replied

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Dylan."

"Yes. What?"

"Yes, Sir?" I asked

"Good girl" Dylan said

I could feel his hand trailing up my leg and under my sun dress.

"Mmm a thong, you're clearly not as innocent as your brother makes you out to be."

"You're about to spank me Dylan, so can we please not talk about my brother?"

"What did i say?" Dylan said pulling my head back again?"

"Sorry, sir." I moaned

"I wanna hear you count okay." Dylan said

"Okay."

*smack*

"One"

*smack*

"Two"

And that's how it went untill i reached ten. A few tears escaped my eyes, but god did the sting on my ass feel good.

"Such a good girl." Dylan said as he rubbed my ass. Within a second my thong was moved to the side and Dylan had one finger inside my.

"Ah" i moaned at the unexpected feeling.

"Faster, please" i begged. Dylan just shushed me and kept moving his fingers at an agonizingly slow pace.

"So fucking wet princess." Dylan said in a low, deep voice.

"God Dylan, are you gonna keep moving so fucking slow or are you actually gonna fuck me?" I said out of frustration...bad move.

In a second, Dylan pulled out his fingers and i was on my hands and knees on the couch. Dylan then ripped my panties clean off.

"Hey! I actually liked those." I whined

"I'll buy you new ones." Dylan said, while getting undressed. As soon as he was done he slammed into me.

"Ahh!" I screamed

"Fuckin hell, you could've warned me."

"Where's the fun in that darling." Dylan said, spanking my ass. Then he started pounding into me. He grabbed my hair and pulled me up so my back was against his front.

"So fuckin' tight princess." Dylan moaned in my neck.

"Fucking me so good daddy."

"Daddy huh?"

"You have your kinks, i have mine. Fuck." I moaned

Dylan kept pounding into me untill both of us eventually came. He pulled out of me and went to the bathroom.

Once he was finished, he came out and helped me get cleaned up as well.

He then handed me my clothes and we started getting dressed

*knock* *knock*

"Y/N! Why the hell is my door locked?" Tyler screamed from outside

"Shit?" I whisper yelled at Dylan

"Just hurry up and hide." Dylan whispered back

"Why the hell should i hide?"

"Fine, i'll hide, but you better make up a damn good excuse."

"Oh just go fucking hide."

Once Dylan was in the bathroom, he climed into the bath and hid behind the shower curtain.

I helped him, before going over to the door, unlocking it and opening it.

"Hey big bro, whatcha up to?" I said

"Why was the door locked."

"It's a habit, sorry."

"Mm, okay. Why did it take you so long to answer the door?" He asked, walking into the trailer and grabbing a water out of the fridge.

"Damn is this an interrogation? What's with all the questions?" I asked with a slight laugh.

"Yea, i guess your right." Tyler said.

"Anyway, do you wanna go get something to eat, i could invite Dylan and Holland to come too?" Tyler asked

"Uhh i-"

"Oh come on Y/N. Besides i know you and Dylan like eachother so."

"Correction, i used to like him, but he started getting distant and eventually stoped talking to me all together, now he keeps avoiding me." I said

"Oh, he never told me that."

"Guess you don't know eachother that well after all." I said

"But hey! We're both grown, so i think we could spend one evening together." I said smiling.

"You sure?"

"Totally! Now if you'll excuse me, i need to get ready." I said

"Okay, i have to do a re-shoot anyway, we can leave in about 2 hours?"

"Sounds good, goodluck with the re-shoot." I said, watching Tyler leave.

Once he was out of view, i let Dylan know.

"This dinner sounds more like a double date." Dylan said

"Do you want it to be double date?" I asked with a smirk

"Don't flatter yourself princess." Dylan said before kissing me on my forehead and opening the door to leave, but i grabbed his arm, stopping him.

"Whoa, what the hell did you mean by that?" I asked, kinda offended.

"You're overthinking this Y/N."

"I don't think i am. I think you just wanted to fuck me and that that's the reason you stopped talking to me. You saw that i'm not going to make it easy."

"Well you made it pretty easy about an hour ago when i fingered you."

*slap*

"Screw you Dylan." I said. Dylan still had a hand on the side of his face were i slapped him, when he turned to me.

"What, can't handel the fact that you're a slut."

"Oh please Dylan, the only reason i let you fuck me, is because my date from two nights ago couldn't make me cum. Infact. You couldn't either."

"What, your saying that you faked it?" He asked, he looked pissed. He started walking towards me.

"Yes.i.am."

"What's going on here?" Tyler asked from the trailer door way.

"Uh, i was looking for you." Dylan said

"Uh huh." Tyler said, looking between me and Dylan.

"Were gonna do the re-shoot tomorrow."

"Oh that's great." I said, trying to act normal.

"So you guys still wanna go to dinner?"

"Yea" me and Dylan said at the same time

"Great, well uhh, get ready then."

"Oh shit yea."

With that, Dylan left and i went into the bathroom and got ready.

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