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hello everyone ! i'm going to be starting a slipknot oneshot book. this will consist of requests or just shit that ive made up in my head. i may turn this into a numetal bands oneshot book but for now im mainly sticking with slipknot members ! here are some rules for the book:

things i will allow ! :
- will mostly write in m/f relationships
- smut
- blood/gore
- fluff
- dub-con
- kinks (minus extremely uncomforting ones)

things i will not allow :
- rape
- necrophilia
- really odd kinky shit (piss kink, vore, etc)
- self harm

this will be an x reader book, and i will really only be writing the reader with female anatomy, sorry :(

i may start another full story later so this can be a short of 'in progress' side project thing :) please feel free to submit any requests of any situations with a slipknot member, much appreciated x

- ghosty <3

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Sweat formed on your forehead as you made sure everything was as it should be; leads plugged into the amps correctly, guitars tuned, everything was perfect. A sigh left your mouth in an attempt to not overthink your situation. You gave a glance over to the singer, a good friend of yours named Ruby with a kickass voice. You nodded at her and did so likewise to the rest of your band; bassist Jack and drummer Mike. They both looked at you reassuringly in order to help you with your anxiousness, making you smile slightly.

It wasn't long before your band began their first song, 'Open Ribcage', heavy music coursing loudly through the room. Throughout the song, you kept your eyes on your guitar as you continued to sweat, too scared to look into the crowd with the dreadful thought of messing up absorbing your mind.

A few songs passed before you noticed someone walk into the bar in between songs. It was your boyfriend, Joey. You felt your worry wash away as the red and black haired boy excitedly waved at you from the distance, siting down on a stool nearby and giving you his full attention. You smiled widely at him; you weren't expecting him to show up after you texted about your gig, but here he was, sitting before you. Feeling an overwhelming sense of relief, you were much more comfortable and continued with the show.

After your band performed a few more songs, you thanked the small applauding crowd and walked off backstage to put your instruments away. It wasn't long before you went back towards the front of the bar and were met with a pair of arms wrapping around your body, squeezing softly.

"You did so well babe! You fuckin' killed it out there!" Joey excitedly says, pulling away and grasping onto your shoulders. You smiled and laughed.

"Thank you hun, it makes me so happy that you showed up! You really don't know how much it means to me." You grinned, your eyes squinting from pure happiness.

"Alright let's bounce, it smells like alcohol in here." He replies, pulling a face. You giggled at him before making your way out the front door, his hand in yours. The two of you walked along the sidewalk late into the night, eventually stumbling upon an ice-cream shop. You both looked at each other and smiled before walking inside, soon returning to the street with 2 cones of ice cream; passionfruit sorbet for Joey and (F/F) for you.

The streets were quiet and pleasant; no busy traffic passing by, no people in a rush walking by, just pure silence. You and Joey continued to hold hands, talking about whatever was on your minds and of course taking occasional licks at your dessert.

"Thank you for everything Joey." You said, glancing over to his beautiful blue eyes. He softly gazed back at you.

"I love you (Y/N)." He smiled.

"I love you too."

It wasn't long before you reached your house, where you both finished your ice-cream and passed out on the couch together, tangled in each others arms.

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You had been a fan of Slipknot for the longest time. Ever since their first album came out when you were a teenager, you had listened to their songs throughout the highs and lows of your life. It wasn't long before you found yourself shaking and staring at your computer in front of you after you had just purchased Slipknot VIP tickets.

The heart swelling day finally came; the concert that you had been waiting for ever since you had known about it months before. You got all dressed up in your pretty attire and got into your car, trembling behind the wheel as you thought of meeting your idols for the very first time. The group that has saved you from so many dark moments. You smiled at the very thought of it; especially meeting James.

You had always had a small, although you didn't like to put it the way it was, celebrity crush on James. You weren't sure what it was about him that you took such a liking to. Maybe it was the way that he seemed to loom over everyone and everything. Or perhaps it was the way he could work his fingers so well and play those incredibly solos you oh so loved. Your cheeks flushed a bright red the more you thought about him, making you nervously chuckle to yourself and turn the AC up a little more.

It was a couple of hours before the concert, but you had rocked up early to attempt to get a good spot up the front, despite of course having your precious VIP advantages. You checked through the gates and lined up at the VIP line along with a few other people who had signed up for a meet and greet. You got your special red and black lanyard, a large and flashy 'VIP' plastered on the front of the card, along with your name in small letters. 

Still feeling like you had enough time and using your power to its advantage, you skipped the queue for the merch line, getting a few glances from people. You decided to get a special addition tour hoodie, putting it on immediately as you walked away from the merch stand. You shoved your hands comfortably into the pockets of the new hoodie as you were escorted to the VIP part of the arena inside. 

You were amazed at the view you had; you were practically right in front of the stage, it almost made you a little nervous being so close to them.

The concert commenced as you felt all your anxiousness wash away in that moment. You were jumping and singing, well, more screaming the lyrics and enjoying yourself to the absolute fullest. The tunes sounded so much better, and not to mention louder, live than it did from your CD player. Corey, James and Mick would occasionally stand just a few feet away from you, making your heart skip a beat. Sadly, the concert eventually came to an end which made you a little down, but you soon remembered what you had in store after.

You found yourself and a few others being guided by one of the security men toward backstage, trembling with anticipation yet again. The man led you through the door and into a room were the 9 men were sat, jumpsuits and masks still on, yet they had somehow winded down. You stared at them in all their glory, wide-eyed like a deer in headlights as you looked at each of them. You lined up quietly before some girl push in front of you, forcing you to the back of the line. You awkwardly shifted and accepted the fact that you weren't going to meet them as soon. It wasn't long before you had made your way to the table, the members lined up in a row. You were dumbfounded as you got lost in thought from how close you were to them.

"Hello beloved fan!" Sid says in his seat, glancing up to you. You snapped back to reality and smiled softly at him, your poster clutched tightly in your hands.

"Hello." You stuttered slightly, handing him the poster. The DJ scribbled his signature in the corner and shook your hand, his eccentric energy radiating off of him. You slowly moved up, passing by Joey, Paul and Chris, whom you had gathered the signatures and handshakes of. You slowly walked to the right and stood in front of him. James looked up and down at you slightly as you handed him the poster to be signed.

"How long have you been a fan for, pretty girl?"

Your cheeks flushed at the nickname. Did your favourite member that you may or may not be crushing on just call you pretty?

"Ever since the self titled came out in '99" You replied quietly, fiddling with your VIP card slightly. James shot a glance at your card, reading the contents.

"You get to go into the Green Room right? With that little pass of yours?" James replied after a while, handing back your poster.

"Y-yeah." You said, looking into his eyes through his mask.

"I'll see you there."

You nodded at him and smiled as he winked at you, making your heart skip a beat.

After getting a signing of all the members, you walked into the Green Room and slouched onto the couch, nervously bouncing your leg. It was you and a few other people, including the girl that had pushed in front of you in line. You stared at her from across the room before feeling the couch shift.

"Gee, what a bitch she was." A husky voice said.

"I know right." You replied, still looking at the girl who seemed to not notice your stalking. 

"It's a shame she pushed you out of line, I could've talked to you a lot sooner if it wasn't for her." The voice replied again. You thought about the words you just heard before you looked to your right and quickly realised that sitting next to you was none other than James Root. You tensed up a little at his sudden appearance.

"You alright pretty?" James asked, noticing that you were visibly anxious. You quietly responded, making him lean closer to your face.

"Come again? My hearings all fucked up from the music." He chuckled slightly. You loved his laugh.

"Yes, just very nervous." You replied, a little louder this time.

"Why are you nervous?" He asks.

"Well, the fact that I'm in a room with my favourite band, but mainly because my favourite member of my favourite band is sitting right next to me." You smiled slightly. His eyes widened from your response.

"I'm your favourite?"

You nodded, a light blush spreading across your face.

"That's a first." He chuckled slightly.

You smiled awkwardly, still shaking.

'He's so close to me, and I'm so close to him.'

"There's no need to be nervous (Y/N)." James muttered, glancing at your bouncing leg.

'How the fuck does he know my name?!'

"How do you know my name?" You asked, wide-eyed at him. 

"Read it on your little VIP card whilst Chris was signing your poster. Not trying to sound like a creep or anything by the way."

"It's okay, don't apologise."

"Anyway, to what I said before, there's no need to be nervous." He said softly. You took a big sigh as his arm wrapped around behind you and rubbed your left arm, feeling much calmer than before.

"Alright, meet and greet over!" A security man suddenly yelled. A little startled, you and James both got up from the couch as the other people began to file out through the exit.

"Thank you James. Not a lot of people can get me to calm down that quickly." You smiled, glancing up at him.

"Of course, it was a pleasure meeting you." 

Suddenly out of instinct, you gave James a big hug, to which he gladly returned. It was tight and warm, even if he did have to bend down a lot to reach you. You pulled apart from each other as you started to make your way to the exit.

"Oh! Before I forget!" He abruptly said to you, making you turn around to him. You watched as he rummaged through his jumpsuit pocket, eventually pulling out a guitar pick and a Sharpie. He quickly scribbled his signature on it before giving you the pick, your jaw slightly slack.

"For you." He smiled under his mask, dropping the pick into your hands. You thanked him as you turned a soft red in the face before waving goodbye and walking out the exit. You eventually got to your car, in which you squealed loudly in. After calming down, you placed his signed pick into your glovebox before making your way home, thinking about all the events that happened today that you were sure you wouldn't forget.

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☆ sid:
- he'd probably be teleporting between drinks table, kitchen and throwing up in toilet
- mainly sticks with chris for most of the night
- taking rips from a bong in the garage
- "LETS GET FUCKED UP"
- probably passes out after so many drinks
- wakes up at the host's house the next morning with a wicked hangover
- end of the night(day?) : super drunk

☆ joey:
- kinda awkward inside when he first gets there
- not really talking much
- finds an egg chair outside and stays there for the rest of the night with a drink
- if you're unfortunate enough to sit next to him then be prepared to hear him blabber on forever
- end of the night : a bit tipsy but nothing serious

☆ paul:
- big people person
- he'd be mingling from room to room
- you'd find him mainly in the kitchen with james talking to a few people
- end of the night : buzzed

☆ chris:
- probably in the garage taking FAT bong rips
- slumped on the couch next to sid and goofing around with alcohol
- "pass me another fuckin' bottle"
- gets home safe tho
- end of the night : high and very tipsy

☆ james:
- has a couple of drinks
- alcohol would probably not affect him due to his big fucking stature
- with paul talking to people
- will occasionally take breaks though
- end of the night : buzzed

☆ craig:
- probably sitting next to chris waiting for james to get back to the couch
- does not make an effort to speak to anyone
- you'd find him playing games on his phone to pass the time
- definitely a candy crush typa guy
- has a beer and just kinda observes people
- end of the night : pretty alright but has a slight headache from the party atmosphere

☆ shawn:
- talks to people that don't really wanna talk to him
- he'd probably talk about his art or some shit
- "yeah so i actually do a lot of the camera work for our music videos, it's kind of a big deal or whatever"
- would constantly bother the host about when the sausage rolls are coming out but never does anything about it
- ends up having a couple of drinks
- end of the night : annoyed that the meat pies and sausages rolls didn't come out 

☆ mick:
- doesn't wanna be there but will occasionally talk to people
- stays in the living room but doesn't necessarily sit down or anything
- much like craig, he just observes people quietly
- has a beer but after one alcoholic drink, he'd switch to water for the rest of the night
- end of the night : feeling good, slight headache though

☆ corey:
- very talkative to most people
- somehow recognises someone that bullied him in school and constantly says that he's gonna start shit with him to the other attendees of the party
- "i'm gonna fuck that guy up so bad"
- never follows through though
- has a couple of drinks
- finds himself talking with a separate group in a bedroom for the second half of the night
- end of the night : drunk

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"C'mon babe! You're gonna love it, I swear!" Sid smiles, glancing away from the road to look at you in the passenger seat next to him. You continue to fiddle with the rings on your quivering fingers in your lap.

"I dunno Sid." You sighed. "You know I don't really go to parties a lot."

"Yeah well, maybe this is your chance to do something new, ya know? Step outside of your comfort zone! You never know until you try it." He smiles, trying to cheer you up. You glance up to him and smile softly.

The car soon rolls up to the curb of the road, soon coming to a halt as Sid parks it. You both get out of the car as he locks it. The two of you walk hand in hand towards the house, neons lights and loud bassy music pouring out. Your eyes widened as you looked at the massive and daunting display before you, making you shiver slightly. 

"Don't worry baby, it'll be alright. I'm right here." Sid mutters in your ear, giving your hand a small squeeze. You smiled at him before gazing back down to your platform shoes.

As you walked up the steps, the front door bursts open as a few people come running out, soon throwing up on the front lawn. You jumped slightly from the hysteria as you leaned toward Sid, making him wrap an arm around your waist tightly.

The indoors had an overwhelming scent of alcohol and weed. You were hit with the smell instantly, making you squint your eyes slightly as you stayed close by your boyfriend. Sid clutched your waist as you made your way through the busy and overpopulated house.

A few moments passed as you stood near your boyfriend in slight awkwardness. You could feel yourself getting anxious and light-headed; the atmosphere was just too intense for you.

"Hey, you okay (Y/N)?" Sid asked, leaning in closer to hear you over the pounding bass.

"I... I'm just feeling a little overwhelmed, it's nothing too drastic though. I'll be okay." You lied. You gripped onto your empty cup and smiled weakly at your boyfriend, who's face softened as he looked down at you, sensing your unease. He reached for your hand and gently squeezed it.

"I get that, babe. I know this isn't your usual kind of thing but just know that I really appreciate you being here with me. Why don't we go take a break somewhere quiet?" He asked, smiling softly. You nodded as he gripped your hand slightly, leading you into the bathroom upstairs. Sid locks the door behind him as you sit down on the closed lid of the toilet, your body still vibrating from the music.

"Here." He says, offering his hand for your cup. You give it to him as he fills it up with tap water, soon giving it back to you. Swallowing the cold water down, you and Sid took a quick break in the bathroom, cooling down from the utter chaos outside.

"How're you feeling now, baby?" Sid asks with a hint of wonder in his tone.

"Much better." You replied, standing up and walking over to the mirror, looking at yourself and neatening up your hair slightly. He smiles at your face through the reflection.

"That's my girl." He mutters, giving you a tight hug as his hands wrap around your waist. You turn to him and sling your arms around his neck, your forehead resting comfortably against his shoulder. The two of you pulled apart and smiled widely at each other.

"You okay to go back out?" He asks, his eyes scanning your face.

"Yes, I'm a little more confident now." You replied, making him nod. Sid unlocks and opens the door for you as you step out of the bathroom, him following close behind back into the loud environment.

Many hours passed as you attempted to enjoy yourself. Whilst you didn't get fully comfortable in the party atmosphere, you did dance a little and had a bit of fun. It wasn't as bad as you thought when you joined in, with the help of your dear DJ boyfriend.

As people began to leave, you and Sid took this as an opportunity to head out as well. You both made your way back to Sid's car, where you got into the front passenger seat with Sid behind the wheel. The car started to move forward once again, cruising along the road smoothly.

"Thank you for coming with me (Y/N). I'm sorry if I was too pushy at the start... I'm really proud of you for stepping out of your comfort zone for me." Sid muttered, placing a hand on the top of your thigh as he kept one hand on the wheel.

"With the help of you of course." You grinned, making Sid chuckle lightly. You placed your hand on top of his as the two of you drove home together.

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☆ sid:
- fidgeting in his seat the whole fuckin time
- have you seen this man in the early slipknot interviews? holy shit he's like a child
- constantly kicking the back of the seat of whoever is sitting in front of him
- "are we there yet??"
- snacks = pure happiness
- loves annoying the rest of the group with chris
- will not keep his limbs inside the car; he always has a hand or leg hanging out of the rolled down window
- ipad kid energy
- could possibly pass out for a few hours if he gets drained enough

☆ joey:
- JOEY MY LOVE <33
- he'd probably be occupied with his tunes thru his headphones
- will close his eyes, but will not sleep due to constant bumps in the road or sid being too loud
- when he's not resting his eyes he'd be looking out the window, even if it's the most boring landscape ever
- he's just a funny guy like that (big kisses for this man)
- probably has a can of pringles that he shares with the person next to him
- i feel like he's the least likely to get car sick

☆ paul:
- oh god i love this man
- making conversation with the person next to him
- i feel like he'd normally sit in the front passenger seat next to craig
- will rant about whatever is on his mind, not really noticing if the person he's talking to is actually fully paying attention
- loves talking to craig as he drives because he always knows that craig's secretly listening
- sharing snacks around the van, doesn't mind if he receives an empty packet in return
- always asks everyone how they're feeling

☆ chris:
- constantly nags craig about letting him change the music
- feet kicked up on the head of the seat in front of him
- loudly yelling annoying roadtrip songs with sid and annoying the rest of the group
- "NINETY-NINE BOTTLES OF BEER ON THE WALL"
- LOVES having a blanket on his lap
- sleeps for two thirds of the road trip lmao
- ends up drooling on the person next to him as he lays his head on their shoulder whilst he sleeps (my little skrungle)

☆ james:
- somehow gets stuck in the middle of the three seat row every time they go on a road trip
- probably sharing a blanket with chris but would constantly get too hot and then too cold
- kinda just stares out the windows most of the time
- will ask where the next pitstop is so he can go have a smoke lmao
- manspreads widely due to his long fucking legs, so if you're unfortunate enough to sit next to him, just know that foot space won't really be an option
- will enjoy a nice little conversation with whoever is sitting next to him

☆ craig:
- MY BOY <33
- probably driving the van or whatever vehicle that can carry 9 angry men
- stares blankly at the road, just kinda focusing intently
- doesn't let anyone touch/change his cd's/music
- ITS HIS VAN.
- likes driving early in the morning because he likes the colour of the sky when the sun peeks over the horizon
- somehow always has a bottle of sprite in the inner door next to him

☆ shawn:
- i like to imagine he has a little sketch book he draws in occasionally on the trip
- will probably make sure the van stays clean
- tells sid and chris off for being too loud
- probably reads a few... magazines..
- is kinda on edge about craig driving at first but soon calms down
- something tells me that he wouldn't wanna fall asleep whilst on the road

☆ mick:
- probably reads a book or something
- doesn't get car sick, despite reading in the back of the vehicle (is he even human?)
- asks for a snack ONCE, somehow it lasts him the rest of the trip
- sleeps with his arms crossed (what a surprise)

☆ corey:
- doesn't seem like he wants to talk to anyone but secretly wants someone to make the first move conversation wise
- eats a ton of snacks and fizzy drinks and then throws it all up when they pull over for a break
- as highlighted in the last sentence, i think he'd be the most likely to get car sick
- will drink water for the rest of the trip and hopes no one brings up the upchuck event from before
- complains that everything is either too hot or too cold but then eventually puts up with it

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Your face rested in the palm of your hands after you got into your car; your elbows pinched against the wheel in front of you, your hands pressing into your eyes. The day hadn't been the very best that it could be, and it was all just too much for you. Exhaling a deep sigh, you started up your car and began to make your way home. 

Rolling up to a red light, you glanced down to your phone in your bag. You stared at it for a few moments before reaching down and dialing in a familiar number. You held the phone to your ear as it rang, stopping abruptly soon after.

"Hey (Y/N)!"

You smiled slightly to yourself from his voice.

"Hey Paul."

"Are you okay? What's wrong?" Paul asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

"I was just calling you about that; I had a bit of a shitty day at work and was wondering if I could drop by yours for a little?" You muttered, focusing on the road as the lights turned green.

"Oh (Y/N), you know you're always welcome to come over whenever you want." He smiled over the phone.

"Thanks Paul.. I'll be over soon." You smiled softly.

"Bye (Y/N)." He replied, soon hanging up. You tossed your phone onto the seat next to you as you quickly made your way over to Paul's house.

Soon enough, you found yourself pulling into the driveway of the house you've visited many times before. Paul had always been your number 1 best friend. The two of you were so close and have been ever since high school. You had to admit, deep inside you were feelings for him, but you could never bring it up. You were too scared to lose the friendship you both shared. You sighed once more and got out of your car, locking it behind you as you walked up the steps toward the front door. You gave the door a knock, hearing footsteps soon approach.

"Hey stranger." Paul smiled as he opened the door, soon embracing you tightly. His arms wrapped around you, giving you a small squeeze which made your cheeks tint red. The two of you pulled apart as he invited you inside, leading you to the lounge room. Paul soon flopped onto the couch, you similarly doing so and joining him.

"What's on your mind (Y/N)?" He asked, his gentle eyes staring into yours.

"I.. a lot.." You muttered, laying the side of your head against his chest.

"Please talk to me." He pleaded. You hesitated for a moment before quickly glancing at him and looking away.

"I.. I don't like the way my body looks Paul."

There was silence in the room as he didn't reply, which only encouraged you to continue.

"I look in the mirror and see someone 3 times the size of me. I hate the way my skin looks. The way it feels. Every stretch mark. Every scar. It.. It makes me feel so sick. I look at all the girls in those magazines and I.."

You didn't even notice that you were crying until you paused to let out a loud sob.

"Oh honey.." Paul frowned. He wiped your tears away with his thumb.

"Hey, look at me." He muttered. Although you didn't want him to see you cry, you turned your face towards his.

"(Y/N), you are the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen. I think your body is amazing in every way. Those silly little things you call insecurities are what I call beauty. I'm so sorry you have to think that way about yourself sweetheart." 

You teared up even more and smiled weakly at him. He returned the soft expression as you laid your head back down against his chest, sniffling quietly.

"Thank you Paul." You whispered, closing your teary eyes and slowly falling asleep.

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Your eyes fluttered open to a pitch black room, with very little moonlight coming through the curtains. You suddenly remembered that you were still at Paul's house. Feeling drowsy, you peeled yourself away from your current source of comfort and hobbled towards the bathroom. After going to the toilet, you washed your hands, looking up in the mirror, instantly hating what you saw.

You saw a body you despised, even though your body normally was what most people would call perfect. You lifted up your shirt slightly to see old self harm scars littering your hips and waist. Tears swelled into your eyes the more you looked at the reflection. You couldn't help but hate it. Your hand quivered as you gazed down to the razor near the basin. You picked it up and stared down at your hips, lifting up the fabric and drawing the razor closer to your skin You were so lost in your own thoughts that you didn't even realise it.

"(Y/N)?"

You pulled the razor away from your body and spun around to see Paul standing in the doorway of the bathroom.

"Paul I-"

"What are you doing?" He asked, his eyes switching between your hand and your eyes. You immediately broke down and dropped the razor onto the floor, your hands shooting up to your tear-flooded eyes. You quickly felt warm arms wrap around you as you sobbed, Paul shushing you gently and quietly.

"I'm sorry Paul.. I- I wasn't going to do it, I swear! I.."

Your speech was cut off by Paul's lips on yours. You stayed still for a moment before gently kissing back, feeling his calloused fingers hold your waist lightly. After a few seconds, you both slowly pulled apart, looking into each other's eyes.

"I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have. Now's not the right ti-" He started before being cut off by your lips this time. The kiss was passionate and slow, making everything feel as if it were dissolving, and it was just you and Paul in this very moment. You felt your tear-stained cheeks burn red from everything that was happening. You slung your arms around his neck as he picked you up by the thighs, wrapping your legs around his body. He walked you both into his bedroom, leaning down and placing you gently on the bed. He plants soft kisses against your jawline, making his way down to your neck. He stops and pulls away from you for a moment, his hands hovering at the bottom of your hoodie.

"Is this alright?" Paul whispers to you. You nod sweetly at him, letting him take off your hoodie, followed by your t-shirt. You were left in a bra and baggy Adidas tracksuit pants as your arms crossed your body, your hands staying on top of your scars.

"Let me see you (Y/N), if you're okay with that." He asks quietly, his hands now on yours. You hesitated at first, but soon nodded at him again as you watched Paul take your hands off your body and replace them with his own. His fingers danced slowly along your curves, watching as he scanned yourself. You shivered at the touch, but were comfortable knowing that it was Paul's touch and no one else's.

"What a pretty girl you are.. such a beautiful body.." Paul mumbled, admiring your body before him. You blushed intensely at his words, feeling yourself grow damper by the second. He left no place untouched, lovingly praising your body that you hated. He slowly took off your tracksuit pants, leaving you in a matching bra and panty set, the cold air piercing your warm skin.

"Are you absolutely sure you want to do this (Y/N)?" He confirmed, gazing into your eyes.

"Yes Paul. 100 percent positive." You replied, feeling yourself growing slightly antsy. You couldn't believe your thoughts, but you desperately wanted him to do something to you already. As if he read your mind, Paul hooked a finger underneath the hem of your underwear, pulling them down and off your legs.

"My God (Y/N), I haven't even done anything to you yet.." Paul chuckled, noticing how damp your garment was. He tossed them aside before undoing his belt and yanking the bottom half of his clothes off. He gently grabbed your thighs and dragged your body to the edge of the bed as you remained lying down, Paul still standing up at the edge. Your breathing hitched for a moment as you felt him press up against you, his length painstakingly rubbing against your heat. 

"Ready?" He whispered. You nodded as your eyes stayed glued to the ceiling. You soon felt his tip fit into your entrance, making you gasp. Paul slid in slowly, letting you adjust to his size.

"You okay honey?" He asked. 

"Yes, p-please keep going." You shuddered. You felt so needy and desperate to be loved. Paul abided to your request and started slowly thrusting in and out, leaving you in soft whimpers and moans.

"Fuck (Y/N), you're so fucking perfect. All this, just for me." He mumbled. Paul's hands made their way to your hips, moving your body against his as his member hit that special spot inside of you, making you cry out.

"Fuck Paul! Right there!" You gasped. Paul grunted slightly as he continued to slowly but effectively get you off, causing you to get close to your climax.

"God (Y/N), you feel s-so good. Such a pretty f-fucking girl I scored." Paul breathed. You could tell he was close from the way he was talking; all out of breath and desperate sounding. It drove you ballistic. He leaned down to connect with your lips again, his thrusts picking up in speed.

"Ah- I-I'm close, please I-" You whimpered between kisses. Paul understood and continued to pleasure you, using his words to further encourage you.

"Come on sweetheart, cum for me. Let me hear you say my name."

"I- ah! I-I'm gonna cum- fuck Paul!" You moaned, feeling yourself tip over the edge as he slammed his hips into you. You tightened around his member, causing Paul to groan slightly.

"Hff, you're so good for me love. I- ah- I think I'm gonna cum." He mumbled, thrusting into you as you came down from your high. It wasn't long before Paul tipped over, feeling his seed shoot inside of you. You both stayed there for a moment; Paul's hand either side of your head as he hovered above you, both panting and out of breath. You felt him slowly pull out as he flopped down next to you on the bed. He quickly embraced you in a warm hug, to which you gladly returned.

"I love you so much (Y/N). You're my gorgeous girl." He muttered.

"I love you more Paul." You smiled.

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Hearing a loud scream from the crowd behind the curtain, you stood anxiously backstage, waiting for them to appear. It had been 6 weeks since you had seen your boyfriend, which happened to be the singer for Slipknot. Finding that texts and facetime calls weren't enough, you found the idea of surprising Corey appealing. You flew to their destination and managed to hide from Corey right up until this very moment. 

Your heart swelled and your eyes widened slightly as you saw James first, followed by Joey, who was sitting on Clown's shoulders and then Craig. It wasn't long before you saw your boyfriend appear and glance over to you, stopping slightly in his tracks as you chuckled quietly. You watched his eyes widen in disbelief under the dirty dread covered mask before snapping out of his trance.

"(Y/N)!" Corey yelled before sprinting over to you. He picked you up and spun you around as you squealed. He put you back onto the ground and gave you a kiss on the lips before hugging you tightly.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" He asked, chuckling and obviously very surprised to see you.

"Just thought I might surprise you... It's been a while, and I know you're very busy with the tour and everything, but I couldn't wait any longer." You blushed, glancing down to your shoes for a moment. You weren't sure why you got so flustered around Corey. Maybe it was the way his voice sounded, or how good his hugs are. Maybe it was the way his golden curly hair peeked out from under his mask. Whatever it was, you loved it.

"I think we have some catching up to do, hm?" He asked, his half-lidded eyes gazing into yours. You nodded and nervously chuckled as he took your hand and began leading you to the bathrooms. You watched as James and Joey started giggling and whooping at the two of you, whilst hearing Mick mutter something along the lines of "here we go again".

It wasn't long before Corey pulled you inside the bathrooms and locked the door, his body soon pressing you up against the wall as his lips attacked yours. You moaned out of surprise and reached up to his hair, yanking on his golden locks slightly. You could taste the grease paint from his skin underneath his mask but you didn't mind; you were completely focused on just Corey in this very moment. He began kissing at your neck, leaving dark marks from the paint.

"I've fuckin' missed you so much baby." He muttered against your flesh, his voice full of lust.

"I've m-missed you too Corey." You moaned out, feeling his mouth against your collarbone.

"Not too loud sweetheart." He stopped, glancing up to you. You nodded, allowing him to go back to teasing you. He soon picked you up by the thighs, making you wrap your legs around his waist. You could already feel his hard-on through his overalls, making your cheeks burn a crimson red.

"I know you can feel it." He lazily muttered.

You felt a shiver run down your spine from his words; the way he sounded so breathy and tired made your brain go ballistic. You felt as his hands travelled up to underneath your skirt, ghosting at the hem of your underwear.

"Can I..?" Corey muttered. 

"Yes." You whispered. You felt his fingers hook under your garment, sliding them down your legs and throwing them onto the floor nearby.

"God, you're already so fucking wet. I think you wanted a little more than to just see me, (Y/N)." He smirked against your lips, unzipping his sweaty overalls. You felt your eyes roll to the back of your head as you felt his stiff member achingly teasing you. You couldn't take it anymore.

"Please Corey." You whimpered.

"As you wish." He muttered.

You felt his length slide inside, causing you to gasp. He lets you adjust before beginning to move slowly.

"Fuck, you feel so good (Y/N)." He moaned lowly, his arms wrapped around your waist as he rutted into you gently. Your hands gripped at his shoulders, feeling his hot breath against your cool neck. The small bathroom was filled with low groans and lewd sounds, intensifying the fire growing in your stomach. You slowly felt a knot begin to form, waiting to unravel.

"Ah- Corey, I think I'm gonna cum-" You whimpered. He took note and picked up his pace slightly, his tip constantly hitting that spot deep inside you.

"Cum for me sweetheart."

"Mm! Right there!" You moaned loudly. You could hear Corey groan below you, his thrusts making that knot inside you loosen like crazy. It wasn't long before you felt the knot snap, tipping over the edge and making you clench around him.

"God (Y/N), you make me feel so good. You're so fuckin' perfect for me." He whimpered, his thrusts soon getting uneven as he neared his climax. He tipped over with one final push, holding you tightly as he painted your insides. You both stood there panting, your back still pushed up against the wall.

"You missed me too, huh?" You sighed, smiling at him as your hand played with his hair.

"Not at all." He chuckled sarcastically. You rolled your eyes playfully.

"Just kiss me." 

And he did.

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It was a cold wintery night when you found yourself driving through the snowy streets of Iowa. The radio hummed lowly in the background as warmth filled the car from the ventilation, making your cheeks feel fuzzy and soft. Suddenly you gasped, your foot slamming onto the brakes.

You stared down at the road in front of you. Just meters ahead was a small black kitten, shivering on the cold tarmac. You quickly glanced behind and around you, coming to the conclusion that there was no one around. You hurriedly got out of your car and ran over to the cat, who meowed at you loudly. You brought it into your arms and ran back to your car, getting inside quickly. 

You checked for a collar, seeing a black and red leather collar followed by a nametag reading 'Murray'. There was no number on the back. The poor thing shook as you laid him in your lap, your hands soon gripping onto the wheel again. You glanced down to the fuzzy creature, who had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. 

Breathing a sigh of relief, you slowly made your way home, being careful as to not wake the kitten up. You soon rolled up to your house and brought your new friend inside, out from the cold. Placing him up onto the counter, you gave him some tuna, followed by a small dish of water. You smiled as you watched him hungrily consume it all. You gently picked him up and brought him into your bedroom, where you quickly got into your pajamas and got underneath the covers. The kitten tiredly paced around, soon laying next to your head on the pillow as you both fell asleep.

The next morning soon approached, making you get up and out of bed to go make some coffee. You glanced back into your room to see the kitten had not moved, but was still asleep, making you smile. Later that morning, you decided to go for a quick walk around, considering you loved dressing in so many layers and walking in the cool weather.

As you took your normal route, you found yourself glancing at a telephone pole. There was an A4 sheet of paper in a plastic pocket stapled to it.

MISSING KITTEN
NAME : MURRAY
SEX : MALE
AGE : 10 WEEKS OLD
FUR COLOUR : BLACK
IF YOU HAVE ANY DETAILS REGARDING HIS WHEREABOUTS, PLEASE CALL THIS NUMBER !
XXX-XXX-XXXX

You read the words on the paper and glanced at the black and white picture above it. It was the cat you found last night. You quickly pulled out your phone and dialed the number, hearing it ring. Almost instantly the person picked up.

"Hello?" The person on the other side said.

You were caught off guard; the voice was so gentle and smooth, there was something about it that made you zone out. You soon snapped out of your daydream and replied.

"Yes, sorry, hi. Um, I was just calling about Murray? I found him last night." You muttered.

"You found him?! Oh thank God, is he alright?!" The voice said, picking up in tone. You could tell that whoever this was cared so much about this cat.

"Yeah, I just gave him some food and water last night, he seems to be fine though."

"That's great. Um, can I give you an address so you know where to drop him off at?" The person asked.

"Yeah of course.. uh."

"Oh, Joey."

"It's nice to meet you Joey, I'm (Y/N)." You said, a smile leaving your lips.

"What a pretty name." Joey replied. You felt your cheeks tint red slightly as silence stood between the phone call.

"Oh! Um, anyway, you can come over whenever you want, whatever works." He perked up again.

"How about 3pm?" You asked, glancing down at your watch and reading 11:23am.

"Fine by me. Thank you so much (Y/N)."

"Bye Joey, see you soon."

You hung up and smiled, beginning to make your way back home. You felt a buzz from your phone as you got a text from a the number you had just called.

'hey, its joey, here's my address.'
XXX, XX LANE, DES MOINES IOWA
'see you soon :)'

You smiled and dropped your phone into your jacket pocket, continuing your walk back to your house.

- 3PM -

You stood at the front door, nervously letting out a sigh as you reached up and rung the doorbell. You clutched Murray in your shivering hands, dusting off any snow that landed on him from the trip from the car to the front door. Your breathing hitched as you heard footsteps soon approaching.

The door swung open to reveal a short man with long, red and black dyed hair. He had gorgeous blue eyes. He instantly smiled as he gazed down at your hands, holding the black furball out to him.

"Murray!" He exaggerated, holding his hands out to let the cat jump in to. The cat did so and immediately started purring loudly. You watched as the two bonded after not seeing each other for however many weeks. Joey's eyes met yours, making your heart skip a beat.

'Why am I feeling this way? I've only just met him.'

"I really don't know how I can thank you (Y/N). You've made me the happiest guy in the world." He smiled, glancing back down to Murray.

"It's fine, really." You softly smiled.

"The snow's getting pretty heavy, did you maybe wanna come in for a bit?" Joey asked, looking behind you quickly.

"That would be great, thank you." You accepted. He let you walk inside his house as you took your snowy shoes off, leaving them by the door. Joey closed the front door and placed Murray onto the ground, who happily ran away to a group of small cats.

"You're quiet the cat lover, huh?" You smiled, looking over to the reunited kittens.

"What makes you say that?" Joey smirks. You chuckled lightly as the two of you walked into the living area. One thing that you picked up about him was that he treated you like a friend he's known for years. He offered you drinks and snacks, even told you to make yourself at home. The time was around 8pm when the two of you found yourselves curled up on the couch, surrounded by cats. He was nice enough to make dinner for you.

You and Joey had talked about everything and anything. From music, to childhood, to relationships. There was something about Joey that you admired. You admired his love for cats and music, and the way he was so grateful for everything. You loved listening to his voice and the way he'd rant about his interests.

You laid your head gently against his chest, hearing his racing heartbeat in his ribcage. His arms very awkwardly and softly wrapped around your waist, as if he was scared to touch you. However, he soon relaxed, pulling you close towards him. He softly drummed his fingers on your back, which you found comforting. Murray made his way over and sat right next to you, pressing up against your thighs. You both glanced down to the kitten, watching as he snuggled into a ball. 

"Looks like he loves you already." Joey chuckled.

"I'll just have to come over more often then." You smirked.

The two of you giggled softly before looking at each other in the dim lighting.

"I'm really glad it was you that found him, (Y/N)." He muttered quietly, the hum of the TV playing in the background.

"I'm glad it was you that he belonged to, Joey." You whispered.

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It was a sunny Saturday morning and your boyfriend, Paul, had just gotten home from a quick drive around. You weren't particularly in a good mood today, so he decided to surprise you with a sneaky trip to McDonald's, bringing home some fries and a burger for each of you. Your mood suddenly shifted dramatically as you thanked Paul greatly and smiled at him, giving him a small kiss on the cheek before you both dug into your meals.

After you finished the burgers, you both laid on the couch as Paul finished the rest of his fries. Your head was laying on his chest, your arms wrapped around his figure as you laid on top of him. The atmosphere was peaceful and silent, only being broken by the sound of the distant radio playing in the kitchen.

You glanced up to your boyfriend's face to see that he had a fry in between his teeth and sticking out of his mouth toward you. You grinned and lifted your head up to bite it, to which Paul psychs you out and pulls the fry into his mouth slightly. You chuckled lightly and tried again, this time with Paul pulling the whole fry into his mouth. Your lips met his as you were caught off guard, but melted into the kiss quickly. You pulled apart from him soon after and chuckled.

"Sneaky bastard.." You mutter whilst smiling, ruffling his hair as he chuckles from the way his actions made you react.

"Alright, you gotta admit, that was pretty smooth, right?" Paul says, a big smile on his face.

"Yeah, I suppose." You replied, rolling your eyes playfully as you laid the side of your head back against his chest. "But if you wanted an excuse to kiss me Paul you didn't have to be sneaky about it. You can just ask." You mutter. You could hear his heartbeat slowly pick up.

"Well, can I kiss you (Y/N)?" He asks. You eyes widened slightly as you looked back up at him, his dark brown eyes softly gazing into yours. You didn't even have to say anything, instead, you just leaned in and kissed him again.

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☆ sid:
- BIG cuddler
- not a surprise to say that sid would love having his face in your boobs
- likes it when his legs are tangled in yours
- this man is so goofy and silly and cute RHRGHRG
- absolutely loves being little spoon and curling up into a little ball
- rat boy things yk?
- could not fall asleep with you
- he loves seeing you so he would hate to fall asleep and miss seeing your face

☆ joey:
- loves cuddling
- loves being big spoon because he rarely ever finds anyone shorter than him to be big spoon with
- although he would like being little spoon sometimes i like to imagine
- when he's big spoon he loves having his arms wrapped around you and pulling you close to his chest
- im gonna cry i love this man so much
- probably ends up drifting off because he's so comfy
- he will 100% hum something for you as you fall asleep
- plays with your hair gently

☆ paul:
- oh my god
- one of the best people to cuddle
- paul is so friend shaped
- he's so comfy to cuddle with
- like joey, he loves playing with your hair, especially the day after you wash it because its soft and its smells nice
- not to mention he would keep you so warm when its cold

☆ chris:
- says he hates cuddling but ACTUALLY secretly loves it
- he loves it when you face him because he likes seeing your reaction when he squeezes/touches you
- his big ol' mask nose kinda gets in the way but neither of you seem to mind
- he loves being so close to you
- loves falling asleep in your arms as well (I NEED A GUY LIKE THIS)
- chris the typa guy to hug you and not let go, even when he's in a deep sleep
- LITTLE SPOON ENERGY
- loves being babied sometimes, but will also love being a big spoon and just engulfing you into a massive hug trap

☆ james:
- massive gentle man.
- despite james being like, 6'6, he's so gentle when he's in a cuddly mood
- sound the alarm, we have a gentle giant in the area
- loves it when you lay on top of him so he can wrap him arms around you
- also loves it when you have your head on his chest or in the crook of his neck ARGHHHG
- likes singing you little tunes to help you sleep
- i need this man atp
- will hold you tight and not let you move
- also loves touching and playing with your hair
- or simply just having his hand on the back of your head as you sleep
- just likes his hands on you tbh

☆ craig:
- doesn't really do much do cuddling
- the mask kinda gets in the way but you don't mind the spikes
- lets you do all the cuddly business
- tbh i still love craig idc
- i feel like he would awkwardly kinda wrap his arms around you
- craig the typa guy to gently rub your back
- i feel like craig really likes cuddling but his constant relation to a porcupine somewhat contrasts the idea (poor boy)
- also just really likes hugs but again, the spikes make it a little bit difficult
- overall a bit of a hugbug but things are just slightly awkward

☆ shawn:
- likes kissing whilst cuddling probably
- like planting little kisses on your head n stuff
- mad cute shit
- similar to chris, he doesn't really like admitting that he likes cuddling
- typa guy to like hand holding whilst cuddling tbh
- also really comfy to cuddle

☆ mick:
- not really one for cuddles
- big angry strong man doesn't need cuddles !!!
- this is a lie everyone needs cuddles
- he won't ever invite you to cuddle, he just grabs you by the hand and drags you to the bed and wraps his arms around you, no words
- especially after you or him have had a long/hard day, just being near each other and relaxing is so calming to him
- likes it when you lay your head on his chest
- bit of a softie when he's away from the guys aww :3

☆ corey:
- SOFTIE ALERT
- loves cuddling
- loves wrapping his arms tightly around you, kinda like a snake constricting someone
- iowa corey is insane, what can i say
- he likes the thought of only you being with him in that very moment, with no one else
- you are corey's property, is basically how he likes to think of it
- when he's going through a sad hour he loves being little spoon
- big sook
- half the time he wants to be a rough cuddler and then the other half is just wanting to be cared for (real.)

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☆ sid:
- happened at a party (of course)
- you two were on the busy dance floor jumping around
- you found yourself just enjoying yourself so much with him
- kinda yelled "i love you!" out to him through the crowd
- you had to repeat it due to him not hearing properly the first time
- he kissed you in the crowd when you said it again

☆ joey:
- you and joey were at a pet store looking at the cats together
- lowkey cute, you were both tapping on the glass and trying to get their attention
- joey pointed out two little kittens that were play fighting and rolling on the floor together
- "hey that's us" he chuckled
- you giggled and kinda muttered out a "god i love you.." as you began walking away to look at the bunnies
- joey paused and went silent as he heard what you said, leaving him blushing with the cats
- he surprised you a day later by buying a cat he knew you wanted and sheepishly replied with "i love you more"

☆ paul:
- you were both baking when it happened
- you were icing some cupcakes when he put some icing on your nose
- ended up in a bit of a messy icing battle between the two of you
- as you wiped your face with a tea towel you smiled and muttered "i love you" before throwing the tea towel at paul
- "you what?" he replied with
- ended up with him picking you up and hugging you tightly in the kitchen and giving you a big kiss, with bits of icing still on his face

☆ chris:
- happened whilst you were both playing a video game together
- super smash brothers to be specific
- he had gotten a k.o. against you
- "i hate you!" you smiled at him, whacking him with a pillow
- chris smuggly replied with a "that's a lie", not expecting anything in return
- was quite shocked when you muttered "yeah no that was a lie, i love you" 
- ended up with him on top of you on the couch smothering your face with kisses

☆ james:
- you and james were at a little secret spot when it happened
- he took you for a drive on his motorbike at like, 1am when you both couldn't sleep
- you two were just stargazing when you kinda just let it fall out of your mouth
- he paused and just replied with "i.. love you too"
- ended with a kiss as you hugged him extra tight on the ride home

☆ craig:
- happened whilst you were having a small breakdown in your room
- craig heard you crying through your bedroom door when he walked by and prepared a little dish of snacks and goodies without you even asking
- he knocked on your door and you let him inside, letting him sit down on the bed next to you
- you saw what he had done and broke down even more, wrapping your arms around his neck and letting out a tearful "i love you so much"
- he paused before also wrapping his arms around you, mumbling "i love you too..."

☆ shawn:
- shawn had taken you for a drive when it happened
- it was beautiful and sunny
- he had bought you and him ice cream to eat as you sat near the edge of a popular cliff point
- you were just admiring everything
- "i love this.. i love... you.."
- lots of cuddles when the two of you got home

☆ mick:
- you were in his room at 2am because neither of you could sleep
- the whole night you were watching horror movies
- the two of you were cuddled up on the couch, sharing a blanket
- as you began to drift off, you muttered a small "i love you.."
- mick let out a little "love you too..." and just hugged you extra tight as you fell asleep in his arms

☆ corey:
- corey was frustrated with something sid had done after a concert so you decided to make him his favourite dinner
- i feel like spaghetti bolognese is his favourite
- he was so drained, he was falling asleep at the table as you were preparing it
- you set a bowl of pasta infront of him with a note underneath a glass of water saying "please take a break, enjoy and i love you x"
- you were in your room watching tv when he walked in around 30 minutes later and gave you a big hug and kiss
- "oh (Y/N) i love you too"
- he fell asleep next to you on the couch that night

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You laid on your boyfriend's bed, bored out of your fucking mind. You looked up from your phone to the red and black haired boy who was sitting at his desk, focusing on the screen in front of him as he yelled at his friends over the mic. You didn't mind him gaming, but holy shit, he gets so angry sometimes, it's fucking scary.

You got up from the bed and made your way over, stopping behind him and watching his screen. Joey noticed your presence and looked up, smiling whilst patting his lap. You smiled back and did as he motioned, soon straddling his legs and placing your head into the crook of his neck. You gave him a single kiss on his jawline before readjusting your head and laying there, tired. You felt Joey smirk as he breathed out steadily, noticing your action. Your eyes widened as you felt a slight boner arousing in his Adidas tracksuit pants, making an idea come to your head.

You shifted your ass up, purposefully rubbing against his crotch in an attempt to get more out of it. You heard a slight groan as Joey bit his lip, muffling his noises.

"Fuck.. baby I'm on call." He whispered in your ear, covering his mic with one of his pale hands.

"I'm sorry, I was just getting comfortable." You reply, a slight frown on your face. He kisses you on the cheek and lets go of his mic, placing his hand back onto the mouse in front of him. Time passed by as you sat in Joey's lap for some affection, occasionally hearing him mumble profanities under his breath, making you wetter by the second. You hated to admit that you loved hearing him say those little things. You were sure he could clearly notice how antsy you were getting, due to your fiddling and shifting around. By now, you could clearly tell that his now not-so-slight problem needed taking care of too.

"Fuck it." He mumbled, pushing his wheely chair back slightly.

"Guys I'm gonna head off for tonight." He said into the mic, taking the headset off soon after. He threw it onto his desk, ending the call and closing all the applications. Your head was suddenly removed from his shoulder, being met with a pair of lips soon after. His kisses were slightly aggressive, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth. Joey soon pulled apart from you as he placed his hands on your waist.

"Fuck, I can't get enough of you (Y/N)." 

You felt a hand make its way underneath your skirt, making you shiver slightly. His fingers tugged at your underwear, to which he slips down easily.

"Holy shit you're wet.." He chuckles. You blushed with embarrassment as his pale hands make their way to your thighs, rubbing them comfortably. Your breathing hitched as you felt his slender fingers near your heat, soon inserting them as you gasped out. You bit your lip in an attempt to muffle your noises; however, Joey didn't want that.

"Does that feel good doll? Taking my fingers so well, hm?" He mumbled, his free hand holding your face gently. The pace in his fingers sped up slightly, curling around inside of you. He tilted his head slightly, watching the expressions on your face as he watched you unravel.

"Ah- yes, f-fuck.." You whimpered. Sure enough, and just from his fingers alone, you felt your climax rising.

"Yes! Fuck God- Ah- no!" You cried as Joey took his fingers out, painfully edging you. You attempted to catch your breath as you watched him lick his fingers.

"You taste like fucking candy." He grinned, making you blush even more.

Joey brought his lips back to yours, his hand pressing at the back of your head. He whimpers slightly against your lips as his hands made their way to his baggy tracksuit pants, tugging them down just to his knees. You glance down for a moment before a hand forces you to look back up.

"Eyes up here darling." He mumbles, a toothy smile plastered across his face. A hand slithers around to your ass, soon hoisting you up slightly. You watched as Joey looks down before glancing back up at you.

"Ready?" He asks. You nodded confidently, bracing yourself.

You sunk down on his member, hearing a soft groan emerge from your boyfriend as he tilted his head back against his chair.

"Hahh- Fuck you're so big.." You moaned, your arms wrapping around his neck. His hands stayed on your waist as he lets you adjust to his size.

"You alright?" Joey asks, looking back up at you. You nod sweetly at him, encouraging him to continue. Slowly, he lifts you up and softly brings you back down. The grunts and groans that Joey was emitting drove you absolutely wild, making your soft walls clench around his member.

"Good girl (Y/N), good fucking girl..." He mumbled, now starting to thrust up into you more. His push was getting more rough, penetrating into you harder and hitting that sweet spot several times over.

"Mm! Ah! F- Joey- I- f-fucking hell.." You whimpered.

"I know baby. You're doing so well." He mumbles.

You shut your eyes as he places a hand on the back of your head, forcing it into the crook of his neck, allowing him to thrust into you quicker, making you cry out in pleasure and pain from the speed of it all.

"Joey- I'm gonna f-fucking- I- Ah-"

"I know doll, me too, just a little more.." Joey whimpers. Your whines and his groans mixed together in a perfect harmony as he continued to pound your tight core. You tipped over your climax with hot and heavy moans and cries, tightening around him once more and making him moan out of pure bliss.

"Fu- ah- you feel so good, so fucking good (Y/N). My good fucking girl.. Mm- ah- Oh fuck." he whimpered into your neck, his motion overstimulating you. His thrusts soon became uneven as he was nearing his climax, soon slamming you onto his hips. His hands quickly held your face, forcing your lips onto his and he kissed you deeply, rolling his hips slowly into you as he filled you with his seed.

"Good girl, you did so well sweetheart." He breathes heavily, running his fingers through your hair. You smiled at him and gave him another kiss.

"I love you Joey." You smiled at him.

"I love you more (Y/N)."

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☆ sid:
- constantly trying to add random shit or just straight up lighter fluid to the campfire
- goes off wandering into the woods like an absolute child and then probably returns an hour later with some sort of scrape or gash
- always burns the marshmallows at the campfire (on purpose)
- chases the others around with the extremely hot metal prongs used to toast marshmallows
- eats random berries and then upchucks them an hour later (he's somehow okay in the end)
- keeps giggling randomly at night when it's silent and everyone is trying to sleep
- loves swimming in the lake and catching fish with his mouth like a fish
-"i've counted 46 mosquito bites on my body! how cool is that!"

☆ joey:
- would make dinner once and then never again for the rest of the trip (it was the best food the group had eaten whilst camping)
- spends most of his time reading or sitting by a nearby lake
- tbh he'd probably love going for a night time swim at said lake
- would manage to construct a makeshift hammock between two trees and chill there for most of the day
- in charge of s'more-making at the campfire
- loooooves long walks and taking pictures of the beautiful nature surrounding

☆ paul:
- loves making a hearty dinner with shawn (shawn doesn't like him helping so paul barely gets to do anything and the food ends up turning shitty because of it)
- has long chats to whoever's around and by the campfire at night 
- much like joey, he also likes long walks and just observing nature
- something tells me this man loves fishing and hunting (hunter gatherer ahh)
- triple checks to make sure no one leaves anything at the camping ground before leaving
- perfectly sets up his tent every time
- brings a little game like go fish or uno or something and gets sad when no one wants to play with him :( (i'd play uno with you any day paul)

☆ chris:
- acts like he doesn't wanna be there but secretly loves camping
- the best at telling spooky stories around the campfire
- eats too many s'mores to the point where he feels ill (and is somehow fine the next morning)
- always burns marshmallows at the campfire (not on purpose, unlike sid)
- gets way to competitive playing volleyball in the lake
- demolishes the food no matter how good or bad it is, this man is a human vacuum
- would probably get annoyed that he couldn't jack off at night because he has to share a tent with the guys

☆ james:
- actually wants to go camping but by the end of the trip, he's so ready to leave
- nods off by the campfire in his chair
- for some reason i see him as the early bird of the group, and would wake up at an absurd hour to go on a walk, being careful as to not wake the others
- complains that there's no air con (they're outside in tents with no electricity at all)
- has a close encounter with some sort of danger but brushes it off like it's nothing
- his feet stick out of the tent like a cartoon because he's 5 billion ft tall
- "yeah i saw a bear like... 100 meters in the treeline but we should be fine"

☆ craig:
- drives the group to the camping spot but doesn't let them know where the location of the spot is (serial killer coded)
- likes fishing and hunting with paul
- dabbles in reading and the occasional no wifi games on his phone (until his phone dies, in which he gets annoyed and considers throwing it in the lake)
- only time he talked was at the campfire; told a horrifying story and sid genuinely peed himself out of fear whilst the other guys were shocked, and then just got up and went to bed like it was nothing
- sleeps the least out of all of them. he loves staying up, gazing at the stars, and going for walks late into the night
- probably goes camping in hopes of seeing some mythical creature like bigfoot or something
- brings his own secret stash of snacks for when he gets sick of eating s'mores all the time

☆ shawn:
- makes dinner most nights for the group (lowkey ends up awful)
- you could not keep this man away from a bottle of beer each night by the fire
- weary of chris and sid doing weird shit in the forest and gets paranoid that they'll make a séance or some shit and get the group haunted
- has deep conversations by the fire at night when everyone but 1 or 2 guys are sleeping
- snores
- complains about the bugs and several creepy crawlies in the area

☆ mick:
- isn't too talkative by the fire, but listens to the guys' stories and conversations
- only one in the group to bring up how shit the food is
- goes on walks and is super friendly to the soft furry creatures
- brings fucking bird seed and goes bird watching
- makes breakfast for everyone in the mornings
- smothers shawn with anything he can find to make him stop snoring
- brings cards to play solitaire by himself

☆ corey:
- can't stand the sound of the birds chirping in the morning
- throws rocks at the chirping birds and then gets told off by mick
- tells a horror story at the campfire and then ruins it by finishing it with a fart joke at the end
- disappears for a few hours at random and then returns with the most unbelievable story imaginable
- "no because i ACTUALLY saw slenderman i swear"
- is also upset that he can't jack off at night
- has thoughts about burning the whole forest/camping area down
- complains about the water of the lake being too cold all the time

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☆ sid:
- as much as sid would just love to do nothing in bed with you with his face in your boobs, dates typically involve going outside
- sid would like going to doofs or nightclubs i imagine, loud dancey places with his beloved
- that also involves staying up super late unfortunately
- when you guys aren't at doofs or parties, i like to think that sid enjoys going to the zoo in great contrast
- any time of the day works for this man
- loves having a cone with you at the end of the night
- evening would consist of you two eating ice cream back at his place and falling asleep on the couch whilst watching a movie

☆ joey:
- i feel like joey is a big romantic when it comes to dates
- picnic typa stuff, or sitting by a lake just talking and laying with you while cloudgazing
- he LOVES going rollerblading/ice skating with you as well
- he loves holding your hand while you both skate together, trying not to fall
- he'd take you out to a nice restaurant after, only the best for his love smh
- while joey mainly likes staying up late, he always feels tired by the time you two get home from your outing
- he loves cuddling with you in bed while music plays in the background
- definitely tells you how much he loves you and how great the day was with you before kissing you goodnight in his arms

☆ paul:
- much like joey, paul is a big ol' romantic when it comes to dates
- fancy restaurant, nice attire
- loves seeing you in gorgeous and flattering clothing, he thinks you looks absolutely breath-taking each time
- takes you out to eat ice cream after
- once that's done, i feel like paul would drive you around in his car while listening to music and singing along with you
- he knows the places you like to go and see so of course he'll take you there
- has his hand on your thigh for the entire car ride
- ends with you falling asleep in the car and him carrying you inside and tucking you into bed, cuddling you as he soon falls asleep

☆ chris:
- chris would just wanna fuck but in your books that's not really a date
- i feel like anything could be considered a date for him
- music gig, movie night, sex, napping in the same bed, baking/cooking together, the list goes on
- chris is happy as long as he's with you
- secretly loves when you do anything crafty on him, like drawing on him or putting silly makeup on him, he loves it all
- literally admires you every second
- at the end of the day, chris is just happy to see you
- gets upset when he has to drive you home at the end of the night so you end up sleeping in his bed with him and that makes him have the best sleep of his life

☆ james:
- this man would definitely take you to a motor show during the day
- cars or motorbikes, either one, he loves holding your hand and nerding out to you at the sight of a vintage vehicle
- at night, i like to imagine james drives you and him to a lookout point on a mountain
- you both spend hours just laying together and stargazing (or kissing)
- loves it when you go on your little rambles to him, he just loves listening to you talk, even if it's nonsense
- you both then head back to his place and he plays on his acoustic guitar until you fall asleep
- also carries you to bed and cuddles next to you

☆ craig:
- while craig is quiet around the rest of the guys, he really opens up when it's just you and him
- loves spending copious amounts of money on you
- takes you out to probably eat hotpot, ramen, or something similar
- craig loves to yap to you when it's just you and him together
- you also love to yap to him
- bitch i wanna marry this man
- craig would love going to the cinemas with you where he's able to put his hands all over you in the dark
- doesn't really pay attention to the movie but like oh well
- date night finishes with a cute little board game or movie, and falling asleep on the couch together

☆ shawn:
- classical dating typa guy
- would love getting you flowers upon seeing you before your date
- buys fancy take away food for the both of you
- does fancy take away food even exist?
- he'd def take you to a drive-in theatre (classical ahh fucken of course)
- loves cuddling up next to you in his car while watching the movie
- gives you little pecks on your cheek and neck and occasionally gets distracted before you tell him to pay attention to the movie (although sometimes you wish he didn't stop)
- gets all warm and cozy in bed with you at the end of the night

☆ mick:
- i feel like mick would enjoy walking around a massive music store with you
- trying various guitars n shit while you just stare and watch him in awe
- he's kinda big and scary so it looks like he's not really enjoying anything but he most definitely is enjoying himself
- loves having a stay at home meal with you and cooking for you
- spaghetti is his favourite
- if you're lucky, he let's you braid his hair while you guys watch a movie on the couch together
- secretly likes getting his hair braided but that's something to talk about for another day
- when you both eventually go to sleep, he loves it when you lay on top of him because you're essentially like a weighted blanket
- runs his fingers through your hair as you fall asleep

☆ corey:
- like chris, he just wanna fuck
- i feel like corey gets a bit paranoid when he goes outside so mainly he likes to stay indoors with you
- loves cooking or baking with you for a date
- and of course looooves playing video games with you
- mario kart or super smash bros. to be specific
- when it gets late at night, you both love watching a classic horror movie like scream or something
- loves when you get scared and face into his t-shirt so he can wrap his arms around you and comfort you
- corey also loves humming you a little tune as you fall asleep in his arms