Cannonball Diving, With One Leg In The Air And Both Arms Tucked Behind My BACK To Get My Ass Onto Your

Impatient

A/N: I've never written anything like this, so I hope it turned out okay!!

Requested by: @dyersseve

Genre: 18+ Slice of life, non-smut but sexual situations/mentions of sex

Word Count: 1048

Warnings: Spanking, mentions of sex

I could hear ‘Heat of the Moment’ by Asia play over the radio outside. A smile graced my lips as I made drinks. It was a warm day, the sun shining brightly. A great day to sit out and bask in the sun. 

I made my way outside, my smile grew. My boyfriend, James, brought one of his cars out and was working on it. I gave him one of the glasses and he kissed my forehead.

“Thanks baby.” He took a sip then set it down resuming the work on his car. 

I moseyed over to my lawn chair and sat down. I always angled it perfectly to have the best view of James. 

I may be a little biased, I always think he looks good, but when he’s working with his hands under the hood of a car… he gets a little sweaty, greasy… god he’s perfect. 

To distract myself I had a book to read, so I dived in trying to immerse myself in the latest romance novel I’d picked up. 

I made a bit of headway into my book, but I kept getting distracted by James. The way his back muscles tensed and stretched as he had his head buried under the hood. 

I don’t know what he’s doing, or why it could take so long. Sometimes he spent hours under the hood. 

I was growing a bit bored, as much as I love reading, I love spending time with James so much more. 

I set my book to the side and sauntered up to James wrapping my arms around his middle and placing my head in the middle of his back. 

“Are you almost done?” I asked. 

“No, baby. I still have quite a bit of work to do.” He replied. I sighed and gave him a squeeze. He chuckled and tapped my arm. 

“Go entertain yourself, I know you can find something to do.” He said, turning to look at me. I huffed again and walked away, making sure to swing my hips while I knew he was watching. 

I sat down and tried to get back into my book, but no matter how hard I tried to focus, I couldn’t get into it. I set it aside again and rested my chin on my hand as I watched him. Don’t get me wrong, I love it when he works on his cars, but I like it best when he does it for short periods. Not hours on end. 

I went to take a sip of my drink but it was empty. I looked at James glass and it was empty as well. 

“Do you need a refill?” I asked as I walked back over to James. 

“No, thanks.” He said, not even shooting me a glance. My lips turned downward and I took his glass to take it inside. 

I put his glass in the sink and made myself another drink. 

I looked at my books, maybe another would keep my attention better but nothing was jumping out at me. 

So I went back out and straight to James. 

“Jaaaaaaaaammmmmmeeesssssssss.” I dragged out putting my face on his back. 

“What?” He asked, I could tell his patience was wearing thin, he doesn’t particularly like his concentration being broken while working in his cars. But I am bored and want to spend time with him. 

“I’m bored, can we please do something else. You’ve been working forever.” I pleaded. 

He turned to me, he looked annoyed. 

“Babe, I have to get this finished. Go call a friend or something.” 

“But I want to spend time with you… you know I read something in my book we should try out.” I smirked, disregarding what he said. 

“I had something planned for tonight but you’re being an impatient brat.” He said, my eyes widened looking up at him. 

“What?” I squeaked out. 

“You’re. Being. A. Brat.” He said, his shoulders wide as he folded his arms looking down at me. 

“I’m sorry, I’ll be good and patient. We can still do what you were planning.” I said backing away from him. 

“Too late.” He spun back around to the car and closed the hood. When he turned back to me he quickly hauled me over his shoulder and smacked my ass. I squealed as a blush made its way to my face. 

James took me inside, he set me down and sat in the middle of the couch. 

“Lay on your stomach with your head that way,” he pointed in one direction, “your legs that way,” he pointed in another direction, “and your ass up on my lap.” He instructed. I nodded and did as he said. 

His big warm hands massaged my ass through my shorts. 

“Usually you’re so good when I work on my cars. Today though, I need to punish you. Other than bringing me my drink, how many times did you disrupt me?” He asked. 

“3 times.” I answered. 

“Does 2 two spanks for each interruption sound fair, baby?” He asked, giving my ass a squeeze.

“Yes.” I replied. 

“Count for me, please.” He said, he continued to knead my ass. He paused, bringing his hand back. 

SMACK

I squealed. He rubbed my ass.

“One.” 

SMACK

“Two.”

SMACK, SMACK

“Three, four.” I counted out and clenched my thighs. 

SMACK

“Five.”

SMACK

“Six.”

“Good girl, you took your punishment so well.” He praised me. He leaned down and kissed each cheek through my shorts. He turned me around and helped me into a sitting position so that he could cradle me in his arms. He tickled my back softly while I drew patterns on his chest. 

“Do we still get to do what you were planning?” I asked softly. 

“Not tonight, but you’re still going to come, don’t worry that little head of yours pretty girl.” He said and placed a kiss on my forehead. 

“Really?” I grinned looking up at him. He chuckled.

“Of course,” he threw me back on the couch and hovered over me, placing kisses on my neck, “by the time I’m through with you, you're going to be begging for me to stop.” He bit down softly on my neck. 

“Just the way I like it.” I said running my hands through his hair tugging softly. 

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-Isa

Award Show

A/N: ahhh my first Duff request!! He is so precious!!

Requested by: Anon

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 571

Warnings: none

I was already dressed and nearly ready to go. I stared at the shoes in my closet. I knew which pair went best with my outfit, but I was unsure if I should wear them or not. 

“Babe, we have to go soon.” Duff said as he came up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist. 

“I can’t decide which shoes to wear.” I told him my dilemma. He pulled back and spun me. His eyes dragged over me taking in my dress. His eyes flicked to the shoe rack and I watched as he grabbed the pair I knew would work best with my outfit. They were a gorgeous pair of heels. He set them down and helped me step into them. For a few moments I worried that after he stood I would be taller than him. When he stood back up, I was elated when he still stood a few inches taller than me. Duff stood back and took in the full outfit.

“You look absolutely ravishing, sweetheart. You should wear heels more often.” He smiled at me. I smiled back and leaned in to give him a sweet kiss. He kissed me back then kissed my forehead. 

“Let’s go.” He said holding out his elbow to me. I held onto it as we left the house. 

A car picked us up and we sat comfortably in the back. Duff held my hand in his lap running thumb over it comfortingly. 

“Are you nervous?” I asked him. 

“No, either we win or we don’t.” He shrugged. 

“I think you’re going to win, your album is the best that was nominated.” I said. Duff chuckled a little.

“You may be a little biased.” He winked. 

“Nope, I listened to each of the nominated albums and your bands is the best.” I said. He beamed at me and leaned in for a kiss.

When we arrived, he stepped outside then held his hand out for me to take. I took his hand as he helped me out of the car. His hand came to the small of my back as cameras flashed. We both smiled while posing for pictures. We walked across the carpet and posed again. 

In the past at award shows, I felt like I had to wear flats or if I did wear heels I would tower over my date, leading to headlines that were just petty. I feel so free being able to wear my favorite heels, and having Duff still be taller than me.

I felt his gaze and I looked over. He kissed me softly letting the photographers get the perfect shot. I pulled away smiling. His smile matched mine. 

We went into the venue and found our seats. The awards started but I couldn’t focus, Duff kept leaning in to whisper sweet nothings in my ear. That’s how he missed when Guns ‘N Roses was announced the winner of album of the year. 

“Babe, you won, you have to go up.” I told him. 

“Come on, lover boy.” Slash said, hauling Duff up as the band went to the stage. I was so proud of them but I couldn’t hold back a fit of giggles. 

I hugged Duff tightly when he came back to his seat. 

“Congratulations, Duff.” I whispered to him. 

“Thanks, babe.” He smiled and gave me a kiss. 

This was hands down the best award show I’ve ever attended.

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-Isa

Noo you are my love! I luv you too!!

I've just been chilling, playing on my beauty of a bass guitar trying to learn different tunes, I just learned Thorn Within by Metallica, my fav😩

How have you been??

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agree to disagree bc your the sweetest. I don't make the rules I just enforce 'em 🤷🏼‍♀️

yoooo that is so freaking cool!! That is exciting, there must be such an amazing rush of accomplishment when you learn new songs!

I have been good! just working and rotting lmao XD but I'm tired of rotting so I'm making myself return to writing 🤣

I hope you get well soon❤️ we will be here waiting for you

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Shy! Introverted!reader who is so sensitive and really just loves to be alone. Her and Kirk are best friends but both are totally in love with one another. Kirk tells her, lowkey scaring her off, but she admits she loves him too, quietly. Slowly he brings her out of her shell, and she becomes a lot more confident in herself. However, she overhears Lars making fun of her for being shy and quiet (and ofc Cliff defends her bc I ❤️Cliff) she starts to pull away from Kirk. Kirk notices and confronts her, and she admits what lars said. Kirk just comforts her, giving her cuddles and kisses and love, making sure she knows just how much he loves her for who she is.

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Unwell

A/N: A self indulgent blurb bc I don't feel good and wish this was a reality hahah 😭💕

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 805

Warnings: Swearing

“I have a cough, are you sure you still want me to come over?” I asked Saul over the phone as I sat on my couch. 

“It’s probably just your smokers' hack.” He replied. 

“Tell her if she doesn’t get here soon we’re gonna start the movie without her!” I heard Duff yell in the background. 

“You heard the man.” Saul said. 

“Fine.” I grumbled, “I’ll be there soon.” 

“See ya fucker.” Saul hung up. 

I rolled my eyes and got up putting a jacket on. I drove to Saul’s and entered without knocking. 

“Look who finally decided to show up.” Duff said as I entered the living room. 

“Shut up McKagan.” I said plopping down on the couch. 

“You know what I love best about you? Your cheery disposition.” Duff grinned. 

“Haha.” I said dryly and flipped him off. “What are we watching?” I asked, turning my attention to Saul who walked in with some popcorn. 

“I rented Labyrinth.” He smiled. I grinned back at him as he sat next to me. I’ve known Saul for a couple years, we used to be neighbors in an apartment building, and kept in contact after he moved. I have the biggest crush on him, but I’m content just being his friend.

The movie started and I wanted to melt into his side like normal but my throat kept tickling and I had to cough every few minutes. 

“Jesus.” Duff huffed. 

“I warned Saul.” I said. 

Duff and I were best frenemies. He’s the sweetest guy but we love to push each other's buttons. 

About half way through the movie I got up to use the restroom. 

“Want me to pause it?” Saul asked. 

“Nah, I've already seen it a bunch of times.” I replied. 

When I came out of the bathroom the movie was paused.

“Fuck me gently with a chainsaw.” I grumbled.

Duff threw his head back with a laugh. 

“What’s wrong?” Saul asked.

“I just started my period, I’m pretty sure I have a cold, and look at the dark bags under my eyes, I’m pretty sure they have their own goddamn zip code.” I said pointing to my eyes. 

“You do look like you got dragged to hell by a semi-truck.” Duff said laughing. I flipped him off and he raised his hands, “sorry. I’ll leave you be.” He continued laughing as he left. 

“Go lay in my bed and I’ll bring you some soup.” Saul said. 

“No it’s okay, I should probably go home.” I said, grabbing my jacket. Saul caught my elbow. 

“I wasn’t asking. Go lay down.” He said again. My heart melted a little, as did my resolve to leave. 

“Thank you.” I said and made my way to his room. I found some of his clothes changing into them then cocooned myself in his blankets. 

Saul came in a short while later with a bowl. I sat up and he handed it to me. 

“Thank you.” I smiled softly. He sat next to me as I sipped on the soup. He reached out, putting his hand on my forehead. 

“You feel warm. When you finish the soup you should sleep.” He stated. 

“Are you sure I can stay here? I don't mind driving home.” I said. 

“If you go home, who is going to take care of you?” He asked. 

“Me.” I replied. He shook his head.

“That won’t do.” He said. 

“But what if you get sick?” I asked him softly.

“Then you can take care of me.” He smiled. 

“You’d love it if I played nurse, huh?” I teased with a small laugh that triggered a cough. He took the soup from my hands so I didn’t spill. When I regained my breath he brought the spoon to my mouth. 

“You’re right, I would love it if you were my nurse.” He grinned and continued feeding me the soup. My cheeks were heated and it wasn’t the fever. When I finished the soup Saul left to take the bowl to the kitchen. 

I laid back down feeling more tired than I had realized. 

Saul came back to his room and I heard him shuffling about until the bed dipped and I felt him get under the covers. He scooted over until he was right behind me. He wrapped a strong arm around me pulling me into him. We cuddled on a couch during movies. This is new though. 

“Are you comfortable?” He asked. 

“Yeah.” I replied softly. 

“Good. Now get some sleep, okay?” He said and nuzzled his head on top of mine. 

I thought my heart would have been trying to beat out of my chest but all I felt was peace and safety. My last thought before drifting off was that I don’t think Saul and I will be just friends for much longer. 

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-Isa

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