THE NEIGHBOURHOOD ━━━ jjba

yeah, yeah, now kiss me already || ermes x reader || requested!

this was requested by dhdhddbdbh (what a name)! hope you like it; it's a lime/fluff combination 🤭

also, Foo Fighters uses she/they pronouns in this because they are in a female body, but are a bunch of plankton who control it, so yeah, clearing that up now :D

"Baby....~" Ermes leans into your chest, planting kisses down your collarbone. You moan and shuffle in your seat, scowling at your laptop screen to distract yourself from the wet feeling in your shorts. "Ermes, please. S-Stop that." You sigh, and she refuses, pushing her braids out of her face as she slithers her hands around your chest, smirking. "Nah...I don't want to." She smirks, and brings her hands down to your thighs, squeezing them.

A moan escapes from your lips, and you turn away from Ermes, focusing harder on the screen. "Baby, come on. You can't ignore me forever." The green lipped woman smirks against your skin and gives it a small nip, her grey eyes piercing yours. Moaning against her once again, you sigh as she runs her hands through your hair and kisses your collarbone once again.

"Ermes, if you don't stop--" You try to talk, but you get cut off as you feel Ermes's hand slipping in between your legs, rubbing your thighs sensually. A weak moan escapes from your lips and you shuffle your legs together, trying to create some friction in your aching core. "What will you do, baby? Huh?" She teases, smiling as she sees you bite your lip in frustration.

"I'll c-call Jolyne. She---She'll stop you." You stare up at the ceiling as you feel Ermes's hand snake around your waist, Ermes kissing you in between your thighs. You moan again, and she starts to take off your shirt, reaching for your breasts, when Foo Fighters comes downstairs in their onesie, staring at you and Ermes in shock.

"What the hell, man?!" F.F. yells, and Ermes laughs, pulling your shirt down and rolling over on the couch, laying her head down on the opposite side of the couch. You blush as your eyes widen, closing your laptop and trying to explain. "It wasn't my fault, F.F.! It was--" You start, but Foo Fighters doesn't care, yelling at the top of her lungs. 

"You two were not just doing the hanky panky on Jolyne's couch!" She stares at you and Ermes with wide eyes, and Ermes scoffs, taking a sip of her lemonade on the coffee table. "Hanky panky? F.F., you aren't an old grandma." Ermes teases, and F.F. rolls her eyes, taking a sip of their water. "Jolyne will be pissed off when she finds out--" Foo Fighters gets cut of by Jolyne herself, leaning on the doorframe while frowning.

"Finds out about what?" Jolyne frowns, staring at Foo Fighters. "Ermes and Y/N were about to get it up on your couch." They say, sprinting off as they go in the kitchen and destroy the fridge just to find a bottle of water. Ermes frowns and looks at you, causing you to blush and jump. "What? You were the one who was distracting me from my work!" You yell, and Ermes sighs, rolling her grey eyes as she stands up and strolls to the kitchen.

"Really, Y/N?" Jolyne crosses her arms, and you sigh, staring at Ermes swaying hips as she walks to the kitchen countertop. Blushing, you shake your head and stare at your laptop, deciding to stop with work for today. "It really wasn't my fault; plus, I would never do it on your couch!" You say, and Jolyne rolls her eyes, walking back to her bedroom. "F.F." She calls, and Foo Fighters whips around to her voice. "Make sure Ermes stays in her place and doesn't fuck Y/N on my countertop." The chartreuse haired girl groans, and Foo Fighters nods, her bright blue eyes glaring at Ermes.

"Hey, watch your language, JoJo." She teases, and Jolyne turns around, flipping Ermes off before walking back to her bedroom. "I'm sorry, alright! Calm down, baby girl." Ermes gives you a light tap on your backside, and you moan in surprise, blushing as you cover your mouth. F.F. chokes on their water, staring at you with their eyes widened, and you raise your hands in defense. "Y/N, what the hell?!" Foo Fighters curses, and you blush even more.

"N-Not my fault Ermes just goes around and slaps people's behinds." You stammer, and Ermes kisses your cheek, whispering in your ear. "How about we screw each other on the countertop, just to spite Jolyne, huh?" She smirks, and you blush, elbowing her in the side, earning a grunt from Ermes.

"You can get kicked out of Jolyne's apartment; I'm staying right here. Come on, F.F." You say, grabbing the woman's hand and leading her to the living room. She follows behind you confusedly, staring at Ermes who's laughing to herself and walking behind you two. "Yeah, yeah, now kiss me already, Y/N." Ermes holds her arms out wide, and you sigh before walking over to her and planting a firm kiss on her lips, pulling away as a blush spreads across your face.

"God, you're so fucking cute." Ermes teases, biting her lips as she presses into you, earning a small moan from you. Foo Fighters whips their head around, her eyebrows furrowed at Ermes. "If you want to rearrange Y/N's insides, do it in your room. Don't bang on the floor." She sighs, turning on the television. You blush at F.F.'s words and sigh as you stare at Ermes. Ermes smirks as she picks you up and takes you to her bedroom, flicking off the lights as she places you on her bed and tackles you with kisses on your face, lips, and neck. 

"E-Ermes...ah! W-wait--w-woah!" You moan, struggling to stay quiet. Ermes smirks at you, her braids falling in front of her face and her dark skin tinted with blush. Her grey eyes scrutinize you, and she bites her green tinted lip seductively, laughing to herself as she stares at the mess she's made you into.

"Awww, can't keep quiet, baby?" Her rough voice is a turn on for you, and you moan as you wrap your arms around her waist, pulling her against you and rubbing your body against hers. A breathy moan comes from Ermes, and you smirk, now tackling her with kisses and little bites. Ermes starts to moan even louder, her skin now dotted with sweat. "Ah, f-fuck." She hisses, and you laugh, booping her nose.

"That's all you get, Costello." You roll off of the bed, landing on your feet and strutting out of her darkened room, earning a whine from Ermes as she clings to you, her arms wrapped around your waist. "Wait--w-wait. Why won't you finish me off?" She moans, her grey eyes clouded with arousal. "You distracted me from my work, Ermes. This is your punishment." You glare at her, and she shrugs, moaning as she practically claws at your shirt. 

When you turn the table on Ermes, this is what she's reduced to; a moaning and groaning whiny mess of cursing and stammering. You find it cute, especially when she starts to beg. "Punishment? Can't it be something nicer, maybe?~" Ermes questions, biting her lip as she tries to slip your pants off you. 

You roll your eyes and laugh, planting one more kiss on Ermes neck, causing her to moan in pleasure. "No, it can't. Now, go cry on the couch until I finish, okay?" You tease, and Ermes frowns, sluggishly walking to the couch and taking a bite of Foo Fighter's sugar cookie, earning a angered yell form the woman.

"Hey, what the--?!" They yell, and Ermes flips them off, frowning. "Shut up and go fuck yourself." She groans, taking another bite. F.F. leaves Ermes alone, staring back at the television as she takes a sip of her water, content with losing her cookie.

"Serves you right, Ermes." Jolyne smirks, and gives you a high five, laughing. You smile, and smirk back at Ermes, earning something between a smirk and and a smile from her.

wait---i just got inspiration for a whole separate story omg; anyways, hope you liked it! gyro's part two will be out soon :)