Request Line (Requested One-Shots)

A Misunderstanding: Lewis x Mary

(Yet another non requested story. I'm sorry. I'm working on requests, okay?!)

Mary's POV
I sighed, slowly walking up and stepping out of bed so I didn't wake up Lewis. God, he's so cute when he's sleeping... I slip on some pants and step downstairs, and I hear my phone ringing. I lunge over the couch and grab it, my stomach hanging over the side of the couch.
"Hello?", I say into the phone.
"Mary? Hey!", I heard a familiar voice. It was Mikey! I hadn't heard from him since high school, and his voice made me really happy.
"Yo Mikey! It's been a while!", I smile and stand up, slowly walking to the kitchen to make breakfast.
"Yeah man, I just decided to call, man you still have the same number!", he laughed. I smiled, and we kept talking, until I heard Lewis in the doorway.
"Oh, hey, I've gotta go Mikey, see you sometime tonight?", we said our farewells and I hung up.
"Hey, who is Mikey?", he asked in a blunt tone. I looked up and sighed.
"It's just a friend, I've known him since high school and we're gonna hang out tonight. Do you-", I got interrupted.
"Oh, sure, a friend. Mary, fuckin' 'ell, I'm not stupid!", he snapped at me. I raised an eyebrow and set the knife I was making toast with down.
"What do you mean, eh? It's not like I like him, and he's not into me, he's-", again, I got interrupted by his accusations.
"A friend?! Mary! Stop this! I know you're cheating on me!"
The room got silent. Why would he think I was cheating on him... Oh. Right.
"Lewis, why would I cheat on you for Mikey? He's ga-"
"Because apparently you want to 'see him tonight'. What're you going to do, HM?!", he took a step towards me, anger in his voice.
"LEWIS BRINDLEY, I WOULD NOT CHEAT ON YOU!", I screamed at him. Anger and fear was bubbling in my chest.
"WELL YOU ALREADY WERE, SO WHY DON'T YOU JUST GO ON YOUR FUCKING FABULOUS DATE WITH MIKEY THE FUCKING SUPERHERO!", he screamed at me. I grabbed my phone, huffed, and rushed out of the house. I'm not dealing with somebody that would scream at me for hanging out with my best bud and his husband.

Lewis' POV
As soon as she walked out, I realized how fucking stupid I probably looked.
I mean, I was screaming at my girlfriend in my Christmas boxers that I got about three years ago, and my sock had a hole in it, and my glasses were crooked. I'm surprised she didn't laugh, to be honest.
As these thoughts ran through my head, I heard the mail slip through the slit in the door. I sighed and walked over to the door, and saw a letter addressed to her from "Mikey and Frankie Young". I raised my eyebrow and opened the letter. Blah blah blah, hope to see you soon, Frankie's doing well, my mom reacted well to me coming out... Oh shit. How could she cheat on me for a gay guy?! She didn't, obviously. I rushed upstairs and got dressed. I had to find her, I felt terrible for not hearing her out.

Mary's POV
I grumbled and walked up to Mikey and Frankie's dissembled doorway. Since they knew I was coming, I stepped over the mess of tools and called out.
"Hey guys, I'm here!", I yelled, and I heard something fall.
"Ah, shit!", I heard Mikey yell as he stuttered a string of cuss words. Soon, he came out, introducing me to Frankie. I smiled and shook his hand, introducing myself and apologizing for being quite early. They didn't care, honestly. As we started talking, my phone rang. I looked at the caller Id and sighed. I'm not talking to that fuck right now. Soon I got a barrage of messages, which made my phone sound like it was a video game of sorts. Frankie gave me an odd look.
"Who's that yo?", Mikey asked as he took a drink of his soda.
"Ugh, I got into a fight with my boyfriend. He's a bit clingy, I guess.", I sighed and shrugged, screwing in another screw to the new cabinets they were asking me to assemble. My phone rang again. I sighed. He's not gonna stop messaging me if I don't answer.
"Hello?", I sigh and ask.
"Mary! Oh my god, where are you? I'm so sorry, I-", for once I cut him off.
"Was worried? Yeah, sure.", I rolled my eyes and replied.
"No, I made a mistake. I didn't know he was married, I'm sorry...", he sighed and said into the phone. I smiled weakly and replied.
"Alright, you're forgiven. I'm gonna be a bit though, so be ready for me at about... Three? Yeah, three. I'll be home at three.", I smiled and reassured him. I could tell he was smiling like the cheeky bugger he was from over the phone, and that made me chuckle a bit.
"Alright, be ready for some romanticizing!", he laughed and said.
"Oh I'm already feeling the love, y'know?", I smiled and said goodbye, and hung up.

Lewis' POV
As I quickly hung up, I cheered to myself and quickly began thinking of what I'm gonna do. I mean, she expects something romantic. I'm romantic, right? I've been romantic before, correct?... No, I really haven't... Shit!
I rush up the stairs and get onto my computer, googling stupid things to do for date ideas. I hope she isn't planning anything! As I click something, it finally clicks.
We could, y'know, just bang.
Fuck, that conversation was practically hot on its own, I could totally bring in some kinky shit to this relationship! What kinks does she even have? Does she have kinks? I pull out my phone and text her.
"Luv just a quick question do you have any kinks or no"
I quickly got a response.
"Why 😘 But yeah I do." I chuckled at her emoji choice. I'm totally getting laid.
"Do tell 😏" I sent back. I could tell this was going quite well.
"I might have a daddy kink. No judging tho."
Oh dear Jesus above, my prayers have been answered.
"Oh thanks luv 😉 Be home soon baby" I texted her. She said she would be home more around two. I looked at the clock.
It's already one!

Mary's POV (Note: It's smut time baby! Also, I don't really have a daddy kink. It's just on the spot, y'know, yeah.)
He took my kink surprisingly well. I looked at the clock and sighed, it's 1:00, I have to go. I quickly said my farewells and left. I had a stop to make.
As I walked out of Walmart with my small bag of lingerie, I slipped it on under my clothes and drove home. Since it took me a while to find, it was already 1:50. I pulled up to the house and I stepped out, slowly walking up to the door and unlocking it.
Upon walking in, I noticed that somebody had dimmed the stupid lights. I nearly shut them off before I smirked slightly. This is all in his plan, eh? Good, good. As I set my bag down and my phone on the counter, I heard a slight whistle from the doorway.
"Ello luv.", he smirked and looked me down. I rolled my eyes playfully and pretended not to notice.
"Oh, not gonna respond, eh?", he said and took a few steps toward me. I let my gaze rise upon him.
"I can respond, y'know.", I smirked weakly and brushed past him, sitting at my desk in the living room.
"Well why don't you, hm baby girl?", he wrapped his arm around the back of the chair and up my front, making me blush slightly and bite my lip.
"I want you to make me, daddy.", And as soon as I said that, he had spun the chair around and forcefully kissed me. I let out a surprised gasp as he picked me up by my ass and wrapped my legs around him. I ran my hands through his hair, still kissing him as he laid me down on the couch.
"You're gonna be a bad girl, hm luv?", he whispered in a husky tone, sending shivers down my spine.
"Well bad girls get punished, you should know this...", he smirked a devious smirk and ran his hand along my side. He leaned forward and kissed my neck roughly, making me moan a shaky moan and tighten my legs around his hips. He soon grabbed my wrists and held them down, making it so that I couldn't do much but let him do what he wanted. I nodded gently.
"Oh what do you want me to do to you baby?" He said in a low tone.
"Daddy, fuck me..." I asked gently.
"You didn't say please...", he smirked and grabbed my ass surprisingly quick. I let out a gasp as he took that moment to kiss me, shoving his tongue into my mouth. I groaned loudly. He practically ripped my shirt off, massaging my chest and making me groan loudly. I snaked my hand up the back of his shirt. As he trailed small love bites down my neck, I pushed my hips against his, making him let out a small groan.
"Baby, don't even try to play games with me... Please...", he said in his still low tone.

(Yeah... This might have a part two, and it might not. Probably no. Don't be a kinky fuck kids, stay in school.)