building ikea furniture |american horror story|

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tw ~ light choking
some of these are nsfw, there's nothing to detailed, more just suggestive, if you wouldn't be comfortable with something like that then don't read... other than that, enjoy...
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billie dean howard
- she would be in charge as always
- her nails would probably get in the way, but she would do it anyway "darling, nails never stopped me doing anything else"
- you'd do most of the lifting, she would love to watch your muscles flex and would make many comments about how 'hot you looked'
- "baby, you know we could have got someone to help" she'd say when you start to complain
- your pride would get in the way "baby, i can do it" you'd half shout, she'd just smile, knowing you wouldn't let up
- she would eventually help, reading out the instructions for you, knowing that was the part you struggled with
- it would be a fun process, she'd make sure to give your regular kisses
- "just one more piece bill" you'd say, giving her a kiss of the forehead "finally" you'd say while wiping your hand on your shirt
- "why don't you strip off babydoll" she'd say, seeing how hot you were
- billie would grab for your shirt and lift it over your head "come on let's take a shower" she'd say, dragging you upstairs
- you'd stand close in the shower, your legs and arms suddenly not being able to hold your weight
- "aw come here little one" she'd say, bending down to pick you up bridal style
- she'd carry you over to the bed, drying you off and putting some cosy pj's on "you just rest darling, i'll go order some food" she'd say
- "it was actually really fun billie" you say into her neck, later in the night
- you'd both fall asleep, wrapped in each other, tired from the day

nora montgomery
- nora would be confused as to what 'flat pack furniture' is and would suggest getting someone else to come and build it
- "baby we can do it ourselves" you'd say while handing her a screwdriver
- she'd be so confused "why are we doing this, shouldn't it come built" she'd say, you'd just laugh
- "were strong women darling, we can do this" you'd say, giving her arms a squeeze
- you'd both lay everything out, keeping it in order of how it came out the box "we've gotta keep it in order" you'd say
- the process of building the wardrobe would be a long one, you'd would both be so precise, checking and double checking the pieces before attaching them
- "can we have a break for a minute" you'd ask after an hour "no sweet one, we have to get it finished" nora would be sweating, but she doesn't like leaving a job half done
- you'd walk off into the kitchen to grab some drinks "here baby take this" she would just laugh "baby, i can't drink remember" your face would turn shocked "oh god nor i forgot, i'm sorry"
- when the wardrobe was finally built, you both collapse onto the bed "god that was stressful" you'd exclaim, rubbing your tired eyes
- you'd end up ordering in pizza "were perfectly capable of making food y/n" nora would say, still not fulling understanding 'internet' food
- "i know we are baby, but the last time you did it on your own, you nearly killed yourself, again"
- you'd both eat the pizza up on the bed, in spite of nora's comments
- "i need sleep miss ghosty, even if you don't" you'd say as you rolled over, laying your head on her chest
- you'd spend the night curled into each other, not letting go until the sun rose in the sky

cordelia goode
- you'd would want to use magic, not having the energy to do it yourself "dee we have magic for a reason" you'd say
- delia would turn to you, moving her hand and turning off your magic "we'll do it properly sweetheart"
- you'd go to open the box, pulling out all of the parts "why are we wasting energy on this, when we could be doing something else"
- she'd laugh at your suggestiveness
- as you pulled out the last piece, you'd raise your hand, wanting to make the wardrobe with a flick of your wrist
- when nothing happened you'd turn to dee "darling what have you done?" she'd just chuckle "oh angel, you didn't actually think i'd let you do that did you"
- a pout would form on your face "but ms supreme, it's more fun that way" you'd use that nickname, knowing what it did to her
- "don't even try sweetheart, that's not going to work" you'd give up eventually, going through the box to find the instructions
- after a little while, things would've started to come together, delia would be screwing in another bolt when you'd gasp
- "oh my god dee, i had the instructions the wrong way round" you'd hear a crash, she'd dropped the screwdriver she was holding
- "y/n you better be joking" she'd say as she turned to you, your face would have a massive grin on it "i'm sorry sunshine, i couldn't resist"
- she wouldn't say a word, she'd just walk up to you and keep pushing you until you hit the wall
- "you think that's funny little one?" she'd ask, eyes not leaving yours
- you'd gulp, spluttering out an apology "s- sorry" delia would chuckle again
- she'd then completely back off, going back to what she was doing, not saying another word
- the rest of the construction would be in silence, when it was finished she'd turn to you, taking off her top and throwing you a wink "i need a shower baby girl" she'd say, swaying her hips as she walked into the bathroom
- you'd be pinned to the wall the second you walked in "don't mess with me again little one, you shouldn't have done that"
- the rest of the night would be spent beneath the sheets
- "cordelia goode i love you" you'd say before you fell asleep on her chest
- she'd lean down and place a kiss on your hairline "i love you to baby, so much"

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