Punk! (Hobie x Reader)

Don't Cry. I AM JUST A FREAK!

Smut in this chap. When you see the *
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  Gwen isn't just awesome. She's amazing. Hobie eventually joined us and we laughed until night came, telling stories and the lot.

  Lowkey made me realize how terribly boring my life is.

  I had no reason to be jealous. Hobie treats her like a sister. He's just worried that her plan to visit Miles—who is another spider—is dangerous.

  I learned that during the day Hobie is literally saving the universes with a team of spider people.

  I'm just full of knowledge now.

  Not sure what to do with it, but hey.

  I learned that she's run from her universe for complicated reasons. But something about her reminded me of me.

But then I realized that unlike me, she gets shit done. Honestly, I'm inspired.

  She knows what she likes and she does it. No rules.

  I know I'm surrounded by people like that, but she's the first to speak on it. And that's where our conversation ends.

  She leaves from the same corner of the room. Still amazing. And Hobie nudges me with an elbow as the portal shrinks into nothing.

  "She's cool," I smile.

  "Yeh, steals my kicks sumtimes, but she's alrigh'," he shrugs.

  I laugh, "based on what I've heard tonight, I hope she doesn't go to him, it is dangerous," I sigh.

  He shakes his head. "Dat's not even the worst of it,"

  He doesn't look like he wants to speak on that, so I change the subject. "Why did you bring me here? Not complaining... just curious."

  "I wan'ed you to kno more, and she's bet'er at that, so," he winks.

  "Yeah?" I step to him, changing tone.

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He chuckles, looking down at me, reading my eyes. "You can't be loud here," he warns.

  "Then neither can you," I smile.

  He lifts his head, signaling for me to pull his choker.

  "Ha, you like that?" I pull him to me and he picks me up immediately as we kiss. "I like you," I exhale, biting his thick bottom lip.

  "Maybe now," he laughs, laying me on the mattress on the floor. It's hot in a way. Messy.

  It smells like him. I love it, so much.

  "I di'n't tease you las time, 'memba?"

  "I remember, it was a very cute attempt, babes,"

  "Don't patronize me, woman," he crawls over me. He bites my lip and pulls it until it throbs in pain.

  "Ahh," I exhale. "You must want my blood," I smile. "What a kink!"

  He laughs, taking off his tops. "You like it, yeh?"

  I nod.

  "Me too," he exhales.

  I pull off my hoodie and bra, wanting him to touch my breasts.