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"Love On Pointe"

Honourable_love

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Reads 226
Votes 14
Parts 5
Time 41m

Honourable_love

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"Why? Why do you treat me like this..? I don't understand." I sob into his suited shoulder, not giving a damn if I ruined it. 
"You have to be pushed," His large hands reaching down to my face, cupping my small head, "You need to see and understand what you are capable of..."
I look into his olive green eyes and I see something I've never seen before. "W-what, no, pleas-"
"Goddammit Maddi, I love you and I want what's best for you! What you deserve, that's why." 
And with that he crashes his lips down onto mine.All Rights Reserved

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Lessons In Life || Fred Weasley by Taylor_McKenzie06

She retracted her hand from my grasp, and placed it against my cheek delicately instead. "I'm sure, I'm just worried I won't be good. I've never," she bit her lip. I chuckled lightly, pulling her body over so that it laid ontop of mine. A small gasp left her lips as she felt the stiff buldge of my cock rest directly underneath her heat. "Anything you do will be perfect, baby. This is all for your purpose, we'll learn each other's preferences as we go." She sent me a small thankful smile, before pulling her body off of mine, and perched herself between my legs. "May I?" She asked for consent, gesturing cutely to the sweatpants and boxers I wore. I smirked cheekily at her, lifting my hips in response to aid her. ~~~ Ophelia Russell was Hufflepuff's innocent sweetheart. She was incredibly smart, very welcoming, and extremely pretty. But entirely inexperienced in all things that came with 'relationships.' When she overhears a conversation between one of the Weasley twins and a professor about failing a class, she can't help but make a proposition for him. Study Lessons for Relationship Lessons. ♡ Mature!! There will be sexual scenes without warning! Short story, and not entirely focused on the actual plot of Harry Potter so don't yell at me. ♡ Lessons In Life is now COMPLETE. I plan on editing later and fixing a few small plot holes that exist. Don't yell at me, I'm fragile.

Yes, Daddy // h.s by TheDarkestOnes

please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.

A Love Like Ours by BettieBurton

"Why the hell won't you just admit it?!" I yelled at him. "Admit what?!" He asked. "The REAL reason why you don't want to be with me! It's cause I'm too fat and cause I'm white and you are so afraid as to what your friends might think, aren't you?!" I snapped at him. "You don't know shit!" He snaps right back at me. "Oh no? Why can't you just tell me? I can take the rejection!" I snap again at him. He starts stomping his way over towards me and raises both my hands against the wall and above my head as he leans in closer to me just inches from my lips. "You think I don't want to be with you because I'm too embarrassed because of how big you are or that your white? You really think I could give two shits as to what anyone including my friends think about us? Well I don't. I could give two shits about what anyone thinks! So stop fucking assuming you know me or what I'm thinking cause you don't!" He fires back at me. "Well then what is it then huh?" I asked. "You wouldn't understand. But do me a favor and stop pretending that you know me when you don't." He says. We both then stand there for a moment looking in each others eyes and then he leans in closer and smashes his lips onto mine. © Copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved

His Little Assistant by ghostwritersgirl

Never, in any dimension, would I have expected my arrogant boss to utter any words to turn me on. Much less anything that contained "little girl" in them. I hoped he hadn't seen the way my cheeks tinged pink, the way my legs grew closer together to create some friction. Surely, he would fire me, even if the words articulated were said by he himself. Having such a reaction to my boss was highly unprofessional and I needed to keep myself in check. I swallowed thickly, muttering an apology for my apparent disrespect. "Look at me when I'm talking to you." He demanded, and so I did. I wasn't sure, though, whether it was my need to not be fired or the dominant aura that seemed to flow off of him that made me abide. I need to keep my job, I repeated in my head. I need to, I need to, I need to. But he was making it very, very difficult.

Babysitter by suck_ur_dick

"As much as l want to show you off and tell everyone to keep 10 meters distance from you because you are mine l won't do that until l earn your trust" he says and l press my lips against his lips shutting him. He takes control without losing any time and pushes me more against the cupboard while his hands make his way to my waist pulling me closer and mine plays with his hair. He bites my lower lip demanding for entrance and l give him that and he wastes no time and slides his tongue inside me and mine runs along his. We finally pull away from each other " You deserved a reward for that" l say while panting and trying to catch my breath. "Oh yeah? Then l will make sure to shove you inside the Janitor's closet every day" [Babysitter is a heartwarming story its a easy life that l can't have but writing this story helped me a lot they have a almost healthy relationship? At least as healthy it can get without being too cringe yes there are misunderstandings but its not too complicated cause l wanted to make it heartwarming not frustrating]

Stuck | 18+ by whyyoucarebitch

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We Dream at Midnight (Ember 2) by immoralLaurel

Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

The Bad Boy Craves Me✔ by jhenny_pink

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Lessons In Life || Fred Weasley

She retracted her hand from my grasp, and placed it against my cheek delicately instead. "I'm sure, I'm just worried I won't be good. I've never," she bit her lip. I chuckled lightly, pulling her body over so that it laid ontop of mine. A small gasp left her lips as she felt the stiff buldge of my cock rest directly underneath her heat. "Anything you do will be perfect, baby. This is all for your purpose, we'll learn each other's preferences as we go." She sent me a small thankful smile, before pulling her body off of mine, and perched herself between my legs. "May I?" She asked for consent, gesturing cutely to the sweatpants and boxers I wore. I smirked cheekily at her, lifting my hips in response to aid her. ~~~ Ophelia Russell was Hufflepuff's innocent sweetheart. She was incredibly smart, very welcoming, and extremely pretty. But entirely inexperienced in all things that came with 'relationships.' When she overhears a conversation between one of the Weasley twins and a professor about failing a class, she can't help but make a proposition for him. Study Lessons for Relationship Lessons. ♡ Mature!! There will be sexual scenes without warning! Short story, and not entirely focused on the actual plot of Harry Potter so don't yell at me. ♡ Lessons In Life is now COMPLETE. I plan on editing later and fixing a few small plot holes that exist. Don't yell at me, I'm fragile.