Bakugou And Deku Didn't Read The Sign.

Bakugou and Deku didn't read the sign.

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“Mine. Only mine.” || Leto Atreides x Reader Smut

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Summary: The time is finally right for Leto to claim you as his.

Warnings: graphic smut without plot & well… Duke Leto (how is it possible for a man to be that handsome?!)

Word count: circa 2140

Pairing: Leto Atreides x reader

Authors: Fenrir & Cass

After the door to the bathroom closed, Duke rested his blanched hands on the edge of the countertop and closed his eyes.

Within his bathroom, you were removing your clothes and allowing the warm water to splash against your naked skin. The fragrance of his soap was going to linger on your skin and in your wet hair. His hitched breathing was exacerbated by hazy images of you scrubbing your breasts and the length of your legs. Leto's trousers tightened as he thought about the peaks of your breasts, the way your fingers moved within the tightness between your thighs. Leto hadn't touched a woman for a long time; being a Duke of one of the Noble Houses was an incredibly significant role to play, and he barely had spare time. He married you for political reasons. There was never a proper time to consume the marriage, to claim you as his, and as Duke Leto Atreides was a man of honor, he wasn't inclined to push you. Spending time together meant having short conversations at breakfast or supper, saying goodnight once you were long asleep when he returned from important meetings, or just holding hands a little during official parties or meetings. However, the mere thought of your perfect skin and slight curves of your hips and waist was enough to drive him wild.

Under his uncomfortable pants, his cock hardened as his thoughts became clouded with you. He brought his palm onto the throbbing bulge, a small whimper falling from his mouth as he pressed down. A pulse of dull pleasure ran through his body as he rubbed himself over his clothes, drawing his lower lip between his teeth to muffle the threatening sounds. Duke wondered whether you were going to open the bathroom door and see him frantically jerking himself over a risque thought about you.

Although the warm water and your own touch felt wonderful on your skin, they couldn't compare to Duke's. You didn't experience much of it, but from what you did, you could tell you loved it already. Being a considerate wife, you understood that Leto Atreides was a busy man. Instead of pushing him, you gratefully accepted whatever he gave you. It was silly, but you fall for the Duke. It was just a political ploy, which made you feel silly. Though it was your duty, not a pleasure, you were completely charmed by Duke's looks and behavior toward you. Leto was respectful and caring. He always made sure you felt comfortable in every moment he spent with you or even when he was away. It was nearly impossible not to fall for this man.

You finished your shower and walked out of it to dry yourself, smiling at the soft scent lingering on your skin. It was his scent after all. Once you had dried your hair as much as possible, you wrapped the soft towel around your body. You took a deep breath and left the bathroom, not knowing what to expect.

His breath wavered as he fumbled for his buckle and unzipped himself, pushing the material of his briefs to the back of his thighs. A dreary relief filled his mind as he slowly pumped himself. There was a bathroom door between you and him, preventing you from seeing the leaking cock he held in his shaky hand. Before he continued yanking, he placed his hand in his mouth and gently licked it with his tongue. Moans emanated from his open mouth, gentle breaths, and whiny whimpers as he decided to take more comfortable position by sitting on the edge of his bed. As he jerked his hips and dragged his tongue against his bottom lip, he threw his head back. He thought about your fingers soaking into your tight pussy as the shower's waterfall drenched your skin. He imagined the soft moans you would make as he kissed the softness of your breasts, his tongue memorizing your taste as it touched your nipple. Your ass would be squeezed tightly after he sucked on your fingers, the taste of your pussy glistening on his tongue as he moved his fingers across your soaking folds. He wanted you to clench around him as you rubbed his curly hair, his name slipping from your lips.

Since you were barefoot, you left the bathroom quietly. At the unexpected sounds that came from Leto himself, I immediately perked up. Evidently, you weren't the only one who was impatient for any kind of contact. As luck would have it, Duke sat with his back to you on the edge of the bed. It was obvious what he was doing. As you slowly approached the bed, you climbed on it, sitting right behind him. Your only response to his attempt to turn around was a whisper. "Don't move." Your palm rested on his shoulder as your other hand moved down his still-covered chest.

A shiver ran down his spine as he was unaware you had joined him in the bedroom. While he did not respond out loud, he gave a nod to your whisper and leaned into the touch.

As you hummed, you kissed his shoulder before moving to his neck until you reached his ear. Your deep voice whispered, "Undress for me, my love."

Though he wasn't used to being given orders by women, you had control over him; after all, you were a Bene Gesserit sister. After he undressed and tossed his clothing on the marble floor, the Duke looked down at you, gazing into your eyes.

"Sit back down, just like a moment ago." You ordered, patting the place where he had been sitting.

Despite his reluctance, he followed your order.

"There's no need to give me that face." You chuckled as he sat back down beside you. As you moved closer, you wrapped your arms around his waist, nuzzling his shoulder. "I waited so long to finally be alone with you like this," your hand slowly moved up his chest, gently touching his skin as your other hand wrapped around his shaft. "But shall I be offended that my dear husband started without me?"

The moaning came out of his parted lips as Leto rolled his head down, resting its back on your shoulder. "I couldn't help myself, Y/N. Just thinking about you drove me insane."

Kissing him on the cheek, you purred softly. As your small palm moved up and down his cock, your other hand caressed his stomach. "I wouldn't mind if you joined me in the shower, love."

"I could, indeed." His body wash was already oozing from your wet body. This did not help his situation. “God, yes.” The words escaped his reddened lips before he could even think of what was happening. Your hand was gently massaging him, and your pretty mouth was looming closer to his.

With a soft smile on your lips, you whispered, "I waited so long for you and you never claimed me as yours. The image of you and my own hands wasn't enough when you were leaving me all alone here. I couldn't wait for your cock to stretch me out. I couldn't wait to yell your name so loud that everyone here knows that I belong to you."

The man's thoughts were erratic as he tasted your lips and tentatively caressed your tongue. "As I heard all of the sisters are skilled, I presume you can take care of your needs."

You kissed him softly and focused fully on his cock before saying, "You heard right but my hands can't compare to your touch, love. I was sure you knew this." You teased his tip with your thumb. You continued to massage his balls with the hand that was caressing his chest.

Leto rolled his head back and turned his head; he was kissing you, entangling his fingers in your hair as you touched his cock. "Fuck. Take off that towel."

Having asked so nicely, you gave him one last kiss before moving away and further down the bed. As you sat down, you removed your towel and threw it aside, presenting yourself fully to him.

Your naked body was scanned with administration by his eyes. "You're so perfect."

"Thank you," you whispered, moving your hand down your body. "It's all yours."

He touched your curve, repeating, "All mine."

"All yours. Till death separates us." You reminded him. Grabbing his wrist, you gently pulled him closer so you could cup his cheeks. Your thumbs caressed them. "My Duke. So strong, so perfect. Kiss me and claim me as yours only. I am begging you, love."

His lips quickly found yours, crushing on them.

You chuckled as you kissed him deeply, "No need to be so gentle with me, love. I am all yours, and I don't bite." You chuckled as you kissed him deeply.

He towered over you fully as soon as you lied down on the bed. A boyish smile appeared on his lips as he reached for your breasts and squeezed the mounds. He tentatively pinched your nipples as you gasped, fearing that he had somehow hurt you. Your expression revealed pure bliss when he looked up at you. His hands gently caressed your stomach, hips, and thighs. When you inevitably left his room tomorrow morning, he didn't want to forget how you felt or what your skin felt like. With elation in his eyes, his fingers stopped over your pussy. Leto's hands moved back and forth across your stomach, his calloused hands caressing your hip before inserting two fingers into your pussy.

As your hand grabbed his shoulder, you gasped and let out a whimper. You already felt full from his fingers, and you wondered how full you would feel later. Rolling your hips in excitement, you purred loudly.

His fingers pumped as he flicked his tongue across your clit, gently sucking as you throbbed on his fingers. He curled his fingers soon after. Your body moved against him as you moaned his name like a desperate prayer, nearly begging with dwelling tears as his confidence soared. Every night he would have fallen on his knees and pleaded with whoever answered his prayers to let him taste you again, for you tasted like the forbidden fruit, dangerously intoxicating.

While arching your back, you moved your hand into his thick curls to pull them. Every time he touched you, you sang. "Oh, please have mercy on me, Leto!"

Despite the fact that it drove him crazy, he loved it so much. With his cock in hand, he stroked the shaft a few times before guiding it to your entrance and digging his hips deep into your body.

It didn't take Leto long to intertwine his fingers with yours. The sound of his cock gliding in and out of you made you hear how wet you were, which was a sound filthy enough to drive your senses wild. The sound of his skin slapping against yours in a quickening pace coupled with both of you being desperate for release. After eating you out, Duke was so irritable that he knew he wouldn't last long. It was heaven for him to feel your cunt swallow his length with such ease, pulsing around it.

Every time you held his hand, your grip grew tighter. You were turned on more by the sounds of skin hitting skin, your moans mixed with his groans. The climax was near, you could feel it as your walls tightened around his cock.

One of his arms slid under your back to pull your upper body closer to his chest. His thrusts became more violent soon as he increased his pace.

“Oh, sweet Y/N.” As he finally came, Leto grunted deeply, looking down to where your bodies had become one. Hot cords of cum spilled deep inside of you, which felt so right. While your cunt milked his twitching cock, Duke kissed your shoulder and then buried his face in your neck, completely driven by bliss.

With your nails marking his back, you finished with him, screaming his name so loudly that everyone probably heard you.

Instead of pulling away from you just yet, he laid on top of you, kissing your cheeks and neck.

Wrapping your leg around his waist, you kept him close. With a gentle stroke of his hair, you whispered, "Now I can call myself fully your wife. I think everybody heard me..."

"My guards definitely did."

As you kissed his cheek, you laughed, blushing slightly. "Then I hope they enjoyed it as much as I did."

Leto's brows furrowed a little, but shortly after he offered you a soft grin and whispered in your ear, "You are mine. Only mine. You’ll fell me stroking slowly inside of you every night as I whisper to you that you are only mine."

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norwegian-dreams

2 years ago

SLIPPING THROUGH MY FINGERS - J.M

Warnings: pregnancy, main character death, violence, blood, grief

Pairing: pre-outbreak!Joel Miller x fem!reader

Summary: you loved Joel more than you had ever loved anyone else and when you were finally ready to start the rest of your lives together, the world collapsed

Wordcount: 4.1k

The alarm woke the two of you up that morning but he ignored it, tightening his arms around his girlfriend of four years as the two of you lay there in his bed.

"Alarm," the young girl called out, hand pounding on the door.

You didn't want to be taken out of the dream you had even though you knew that the morning sickness would wake you up any second.

You hadn't mentioned it to Joel yet but you'd checked and you were going to surprise him before he left for work for his birthday. You were 7weeks along and couldn't be happier.

You were snapped out of your thoughts of your future by Joel's groan as he pulled you tighter against him, "Five more minutes," he said, his voice gruff in your ear.

As you turned over and looked at your husband of two years, you thought of everything you'd done and been through. You were 5 years his junior and had met five years ago at a work event. You were a secretary at a work event he wa doing construction for and after spending the whole night staring at you, tommy had finally convinced him to ask you out.

Now as you lay here in his bed, looking up into his eyes, you knew that he had made the best decision. "Happy birthday handsome," you said and he pulled you closer to him, arms tightening around your waist.

He smirked, eyes opening to look at you as he spoke in his deep morning voice, “Do i get my present now?” He questioned, hand slipping down to pull on the bottom of his oversized shirt you were wearing.

You chuckled, pressing a hand against his chest as you pushed him away before sitting up in your share bed, “We have to make breakfast, Ill meet you downstairs,” you said, getting out of bed.

After getting changed, you walked down the stairs to the kitchen where you saw Sarah as she stood at the stove, cooking some eggs. As you walked past, you pressed a kiss to the girls temple as you went to grab a glass of water from the fridge.

Sarah had only been 7 when you started dating her dad and she love you from the second that you two met. She had never had a mother like any of the other girls t school had had but you were more than enough.

“You want any help lovey?” You asked as you saw the girl cooking the eggs.

Sarahs nose scrunched up in disgust, she loved your cooking but eggs was in no way your forte, “I’m good,” she said, trying to be polite as you sat down at the counter.

You looked over at the stairs when you heard a noise, watching as Joel walked into the room. He walked over to his daughter, pressing a kiss to her forehead before reaching for the coffee machine.

Sarah asked where the pancake mix was and her fathers face scrunched up in the same way Sarahs had earlier, they were more similar than they thought they were, "I don't like pancakes," he said.

"I know, but me and mum do," Sarah said, grinning at you. You would never get over her calling you that because it showed just how accepted you were in the little family. She turned to the fridge, pouring her father a glass of orange juice, "It's Vitamin C,"

He shook his head in disgust, sliding the juice over the counter. You smiled, picking it up and taking a sip as he drank his coffee. You picked the glass up as you both walked over to the table, watching as Sarah placed their food on the table.

"How old are you again?" Sarah asked teasingly.

"36," he said, taking a sip from his coffee. He had missed out on so much in his life but the only thing he wanted now was to grow old with his daughter and his wife, ready to live the rest of their lives together.

He was snapped out of his daydream when he heard the door open and and they all turne to him as he walked in, "Hey, still alive you old fucker," he said, grabbing a cup of coffee fron the pot, "You look cheery, you get some last night?"

"Course he did," Sarah said and Joel choked on his food, looking up at his 12 year old daughter, thinking about what she had just insinuated.

"Sarah!' The two adults exclaimed, looking over at her as Tommy laughed at the idea.

“At this rate, you two will have some evil mini mes running all over this house,” Tommy joked and Joel laughed at the concept.

Your face scrunched up as you looked over at him, brows furrowed at the idea that he didn’t want that with you, “Would that be so bad Joel?” You questioned and he looked ta you, mimicking the same confused look.

He shrugs, looking at you with the ghost of a smirk on his lips, “No, I don’t think it would,’ he said.

The words sent a wave of relief through you and though you didnt want to mention it now, you were. You had the tests upstairs and the first scan that you had gotten the other day at the hospital to prove it. You smiled at him at the idea and his face sank, almost like he was going through all five stages of grief.

“Honey,” he said, his voice quiet as he looked at you, your smile growing every second that you looked at his shocked face, “Are you serious?”

The room was silent as they waited for your answer. Sarah had a huge grin on her face as she looked at you, the excitement of having a baby brother or sister bubbling up inside of her. Tommys eyes were wide as he looked over at the table, realising that he spoiled the surprise - you had mentioned it to him the other day as he had driven you to the hospital.

“Surprise,” you said, your voice quiet as you waited to gauge the reaction from the others, “I had this whole thing prepared for tonight Joel-“

You started to speak and he cut you off, pulling you into a kiss - he didn’t normally kiss you that much in front of Sarah so the act alone made it clear how happy he was. When he pulled away, his hands came up to cup your cheeks and he looked into your eyes, tears welling up in his.

“We’re going to have a baby?” He questioned again, trying to keep his emotion in as he looked at you. Sarahs mother had never stuck around but he knew that you would, he knew that you were everything he was looking for in a person.

You nodded your head and he kissed you again, one hand going down to rest on your stomach, “7 weeks,” you stated when you pulled away from the kiss.

Joel looked around the room, a huge smile on his face as he looked at his family, “We’re going to have a baby!” He exclaimed, repeating the sentiment as he looked at the others.

When he noticed Sarah had started crying, his face sunk as he wondered if she was unhappy about it, even though she was the one who had been begging for a little sibling since you two got married, “What’s wrong baby?” He asked and Sarah sniffled.

“I’m so happy,” she said, laughing in between the tears. He pressed a kiss against her forehead with a smile.

“Me too Sarah, me too,” he said, looking back at you. Nobody in the room had ever seen Joel miller smile that much before but right now, it looked like he would never stop.

“Congratulations you two, guess I get to be the fun uncle for another kiddo,” he said, a smile on his face.

You were laying on the sofa, fast asleep, when you heard a noise coming from outside. When you finally fully woke up, you checked the time and noticed the sound of helicopters flying overhead.

The rest of the breakfast went smoothly, all of them talking about how exciting it wa going to be, what they were going to name the baby, how they were going to paint the nursery but all good things must come to an end. Joel left for the day to pull a double shift at the construction yard and you drove to work.

You started to panic and pulled a jacket on as you rushed to Sarah’s room, you bag slung on your back. When you noicted that she wasnt in bed, you rushed outside, screaming her name.

That’s when you saw Joel’s truck rushing down the street - he had gone out to pick tommy up from jail after an incident - and when the car parked, he jumped outside.

“Where’s Sarah?” He asked, looked around, a wrench in his hand as he walked over.

Just as he said that, she ran out of the Adlers house, the girl running into your arms as you tried to protect her from whatever it was that Joel was scared of.

Nana Adler started crawling out of the house and anyone could tell that the three adults were scared and unsure what to do. You didnt even know what was going on but with Tommy standing there, a shotgun in his hand, you knew that something was wrong.

"What are we doing Joel?" Tommy asked, his voice loud as he pointed the shotgun at the old lady. She seemed sick, her face morphing into something horrid as she scrambled towards them.

When she got closer, Joel did the only thing he could think about doing to protect his family, he hit her over the head. He had to kill the elderly woman because if he didnt, then there was any chance that she could kill his family.

You gasped, pulling Sarah’s face into your body in an attempt to make sure that she didn’t have to watch her elderly neighbour being bludgeoned to death by Joel.

"He killed her," Sarah whispered into her chest and Joel came over to the two girls, knowing that you both deserved answers.

When he looked into your eyes, he could see that you were scared and confused and he felt bad that this was happening to you now. You two were just about to start your family and now you were being flung head first into an apocalypse that you had no idea about.

When his daughter looked up at him, he noticed the look of pure fear in her eyes - she had never looked at him like that before and he could feel the guilt sinking in his stomach "It's not just the Adlees but we're gonna be brave,"

You nodded and he grabbed your hand, checking on the both of you quickly. You watched Sarah get into the car and he pulled you close, pressing a kiss to your forehead, “You okay baby girl?” He asked and you nodded, “We’re going to make it through this, all of us,”

You got into the car, sitting down next to Sarah when you noticed that the other two Adlers were rushing towards the car - they were infected, "Get your seatbelt on!" Joel yelled out and the two girls did.

"I'm scared," Sarah said as she looked up at you. You didnt know how to reassure the girl, you didnt even know what was going on. All you could think about was your family, your baby. You looked down at the bag that you had carried out; inside was the present for Joel, the sonogram.

“What’s going on boys?” You asked, trying to hide the shake in your voice as you looked out of the window as they sped through the streets.

Tommy shook his head in the front from where they were sitting, "They're saying its a virus. Some sort of parasite," he explained, looking back at them.

Sarah let out a shaky sigh, "Are we sick?" She questioned, eyes wide as she looked over at you.

You took her hand in yours, "Course not," you said as you tried to comfort her on a subject that you knew nothing about. You could all be sick for all that you knew but you had to make sure she wasnt too worried

"How do you know? How do you know were not sick?" She questioned an you could hear the fear in her voice.

The girl had been so excited this morning, she had picked out baby names that she wanted and was preparing for tthe rest of her life as a big sister. Now she was preparing to potentially die.

Joel turned back and looked at the two of you, "They're saying it people in the city, that's why they got the highway blocked off," he explained and you nodded, unsure what that meant.

He hated seeing his daughter like that, so upset and scared, bur he knew that you would look after her and that you were going to be okay. He didnt know how this morning he had had he greatest news in his life and now he was sitting here, planning on runnning away to save his family.

As they drove through the streets, Tommy looked in horror at a house on fire in a field, "God. That's Jimmy's place," he said, almost like he finally realised the extent of all of it. It was surreal as they heard the sirens on the streets and prepared for the end of the world as they knew it.

"The Adlers would take nana into thr city," Sarah said almost absentmindedly suddenly. You nodded, listening o Joel reassure her that that must be how they got As they drove onto the highway, Joel swore as he looked at all of the other trucks lining up in an attempt to escape the hell, "Everyone had the same fucking idea," Tommy said.

"Take the field, we'll pick it up on the west side," you said and Tommy nodded, the car jolting back and forth as they drove across the grass.

When they were driving through, Tommy stopped aburpty when he noticed that the entire military was lining the highway that they were trying ro get to, "The fucking army," Tommy said.

"Keep moving, head north," Joel said and you could her the panic in his voice as he starts to yell, explaining that there was nowhere else that they could go, "Tommy, come on,"

He would do anything for his family, especially now, "Where do we go?" You questioned, not knowing what they were going to do now. You werent even write sure what really was going on but also, nobody else seemed to know either.

"We go as far as we go, I don't know, Mexico," he said, shaking his head as he tried to save the family that he had spent so long building, "Go to the river, get across. Pick up the highway and then we're out,"

As he looked back at you and Sarah, you whispering to the girl to try to keep her calm, one hadn on her shoulder and one of your stomach, he wanted to cry. He wanted to break down and destroy whoever had done this to his family.

"Maybe its everywhere, maybe there's nowhere to go," Sarah said, trying to stay strong for everyone else but you could tell that her voice was breaking.

"We will be fine lovey," you said, reaching down and grabbing the girls hand, “You’re a strong girl and you’re going to make it, we all are,”

You were absolutely terrified for your family, for your baby but you couldn’t let it show for Sarahs sake. You had never had a good family life and now that you had a this one, you couldn’t bare to lose it.

They started to drive through town, the four of them horrified ad they looked at the crowds of people. Some people were running for safety and some were chewing on other people.

Tommys eyes were wide as he stared into the distance, "I can't drive through them," he said, his hand shaking on the wheel.

"Keep going," Joel yelled out, all of his protective instincts bubbling up. There was no part of Joel that would ever let anything happen his family, to his brother, to his daughter, his wife and his unborn child and he knew that he would kill people to protect them if he had to.

All of a sudden, a large crowd started to emerge in the distance and they realised that there was somethinggoing on over there,probably more infected people. There was no way they'd make it through.

"Back!" Joel exclaimed, his voice breaking slightly "Tommy go faster, mow the fuck over them,

"Joel!" Youyelled out and he turned to look in the front window when he noticed that a plane waas crashign down and was going to land in their direction - it was going to kill them all.

Your head was a blurry for a second as you crashed and when you woke up, you were upside down and Joel waqs reaching through the car to grab you. You winced as he pulled you out.

He pulled you into his lap, whispering your name under his breath as he checked to make sure you were alright. His heart was pounding as he looked over at the other side of the car where Sarah and Tommy were standing.

“Dad? Are you two okay?” The girl called out from the other side of the car, holding onto her uncle.

"She's fine, you're fine aren't you baby," he asked, hands coming up to her face and she nodded, looking in his eyes like it would be the last time.

You took a deep breath, nodding your head, "My ankle hurts, but I'll be fine," you said and he helped you stand.

Just as yu were about to make your way around to check on Sarah and tommy, another car crashed into theirs, blocking the way around, "Head to thr River, we'll find a way," Tommy said, knowing there was no way round.

“Let’s go babygirl,” Joel said, wrapping his arm around her as they started running. When they made it into an alleyway, they started running at the sight of one of the infected behind them. They started running as fast as they could, legs carrying them into an abandoned field at the back.

Just as you thought that you weren't going to make it through, the infected man was shot and you and Joel both looked over to see a man from the Tate police standing in the field.

He wrapped his arm round your waist, your ankle had gotten worse from all that running and he could hear you wincing as he walked over to the man.

“Help us, my wife, she’s hurt her ankle,” he said and the man was hesitating, hand on his gun, “She’s pregnant, please,”

You both stood there for a second, not knowing what the man was going to do or say. You looked up at Joel, looking into his deep brown eyes for wht you wondered may be the last time.

The man picked up his radio, “we have two civilians, a man and his injured wife, she’s pregnant,” the man said.

They couldn’t hear what the man said though the radio after that but when he received his orders, he held up his gun and you both knew that this was not going to end well.

“Please, we’re not sick, we’re not sick,” he repeated and when he heard the bullet fire, he did the only thing that he could think of doing, he turned his body around to shied you but it waas too late.

When he opened his eyes, he looked up at the man who had the gun still pointed at you. The man never shot again and Joel flinched when he heard a gunshot. When he looked at him, the man was falling to the ground and Tommy was standing there with the shotgun in his hand.

The first thing he heard was Sarah’s scream and then he turned to see you laying there. He crawled over to you, tears in his eyes as he looked at he bullet wounds all in your stomach and chest. There was no way you were going to make it.

“Babygirl, babygirl, come on,” he said and when he tried to move you, you screamed. He pulled you into his lap, tears in his eyes as he held his hand to your abdomen in an attempt to save you somehow.

“Joel, Joel, it hurts,” you said through gritted teeth. It was like someone was pulling at you, peeling your skin off completley. You don’t know how you could bre it any longer so you closed your eyes.

“Look at me honey, don’t do this to me,” he said, listening to your sobs. He turned back, tears in his eyes as he looked at Tommy and Sarah, the latter of which had tears streaming down her cheeks, “Don’t let her watch,”

He pressed his hand against your wounds desperately no matter how loud you screamed. He was watching his future slip away from him in those last seconds and you closed your eyes, sobs getting quieter.

“Stay with me baby, come on, come on,” he repeated over and over again and you opened your eyes, looking into his eyes.

“It hurts Joel,” you whispered, “The baby Joel, my baby,”

You let out a scream as he pressed his jacket to your stomach in any attempt to save you. He wasnt going to sit ideally and wait, “We’re going to make it darling, just stay with me,”

“I’m cold Joel,” you said, a chuckle escaping you as you closed your eyes, “Its so cliche, I’m cold baby,”

He let the tears flowed down his cheeks and your eyes fluttered open, focusing on him. You thought back to the first time you looked into his deep brown eyes from across the room and wished you could go back there. As the world slipped away, his hand in yours, you let his face ground you.

He let out a guttural scream ask he pulled you into his arms, feeling your limp body in his arms. Joel couldn’t bare the thought of losing you. He had failed at the only thing he had ever promised you to do, he had failed to look after you.

Even tommy closed his eyes as he watched his brother lose the only woman he ever really loved. He couldn’t watch, he could listen to the sobs from his niece and the screams from his brother as he tried to hold onto any piece of you that he could.

Joels eyes opened when he heard something flutter to the groun and he looked t a crumpled up sonogram that had fallen from your pocket. The pad of his thumb wiped the blood off of it, your blood, as he looked at what could have been his future.

He let out one more visceral scream as he held your body to his. He wasn’t ready to let go and he never would.

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norwegian-dreams

7 years ago