Basement Yard Fanfic Novels & Stories

I can’t understand why he looks at me that way, why the Omega is brisk as he pulls out of me and moves towards the edge of the bed. He’s already hunting for his clothes. I wasn’t expecting an after-sex cuddle or for him to make me breakfast or anything, but his actions seem harsh and out of character for him. He was literally inside me only three seconds ago and now he can’t seem to make it out of my bed fast enough. He jerks up his pants quickly, not bothering to remove the condom, or put on his underwear, and shoves his feet into his boots. I sit up, taking the sheet with me, wrapping it around my bare chest. I can’t figure out what I’ve done to make Basil so upset with me. His back is tu

I'm not his fucking sweetheart. "Have sex with me." My eye twitches at his words. "Even if I go to hell, I'd rather fuck with Lucifer but not you." Realizing it was my mistake to not comprehend what was going to be his answer, I quickly turn on my heel and leave the basement. I came running, and I couldn't realise how big the basement actually is. "This tunnel feels like forever." Mumbling under my breath, I drag my hands across the stone walls and smell something funny.

"Roxanne, that's not..." "I thought we were building something." I started walking again, past him, toward the building. "I thought maybe twelve years of being your punching bag was turning into something that at least resembled basic human decency." I pushed through the door and he followed. "I was wrong. That's fine. I'll remember next time." "Listen to me..." "Goodnight, Tyson." I was at my door, key in hand. "If you need anything." I turned around one last time and looked at him standing in my corridor looking at me. "a body to stand next to you, someone available, someone desperate, you know where I am." I pushed my door open. "You have your Omega at your disposal."

, mom requested. "Okay I'll get to it", I said and texted Conrad and asked if he could come around, he seems to know how to handle these kind of situations pretty well. He said he'd be there. I went deep deep into the basement, they organized this place like a million times but it always gets dirty and stuffy in here I started checking around for picture albums and finally found them. Then I saw lots and lots of video tapes we made. I checked them out in the small tv there and they were working, wow since all this years

Instead of holding on to the handkerchief, they would wander off, trying to get a hold of Hunter's slowly growing snake. Hunter was not a child who couldn't read the tension in the room. He knew what was going on, he knew what Basil wanted, and he also knew that he also wanted the same thing, he was just waiting for him to take the initiative, to make the first move, a direct move that would make it clear that he wanted it too. " You might have to remove your pants", Basil said, getting up from his bitchy position, " I'll quickly rush to the car and see if I can find you a new pair of pants".

"What can I do if I'm crazy about you. Really crazy. Besides, I want to show you a room in my house that will make our moments hotter." "Hotter than they already are?" "You can be sure." He put his hand inside my shorts and grabbed my ass, but without causing pain. I was curious to know which room he was talking about, so I looked at him. "Can we go now?" I asked and he laughed at me. "What about your precious movie?" "But I'm curious, Daddy," I asked again and he caressed my face. "I'll take you there." Joshua took me to the basement of his flat guy, there was a door there that made me more curious. I knew it had to do with sex because he'd already said it would be something to spice up our

The gash across my cheek still pulsed with pain. He worked fast—painkillers, disinfectants, bandages for my leg and face. The bleeding slowed. My vision cleared slightly. And that’s when Cassian turned back. He really looked at me this time. And everything about him changed. His expression twisted—first into confusion, then horror. “Mom?” he whispered. “What are you doing in my basement?” I didn’t have the strength to speak. I just cried. Tears slid down my temples, hot and silent.

Eric tells me as he runs down the stairs. It is really dark down here. I always find basements kind of creepy and cold. And also, very very dark. I hate that because it really creeps me out. "I got you and Renny into this mess. So yes. I must be here with you to help you get him back..." He opens the door to the basement. He is the first to stomp in and then I follow. The bulb is immediately lit, swathing light into the dark room. A very beautiful Vanessa is leaning against the wall, a cigarette dancing between her fingers.

They walked with slowly, but with purpose. My eyes followed one, then the other. Jesse made his way to the basement door, while Chase came over to me. Without saying one word he slid his arm under my legs and when the other glided across my back, my arms erupted with goosebumps. He picked me up like I didn’t weigh a damn thing and buried his head in my neck. He inhaled heavily and purred with a rumbling growl, the mix of the two sounds and the feeling of his chest vibrate on my back made my clit go crazy. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife. The air felt so thick I could almost see the pheromones swirling around the room. My breathing slowed and became heavy, matching the guys. He

By the end of the week Basil had crawled from his shell just a bit. His general posture had loosened, he was talking more, and Jaxsen had even managed to get a smile or two from him. Jaxsen, to his credit, did what he could in keeping the other boy distracted; something Basil was quite grateful for. He didn’t want to be stuck in his thoughts all day. He had enough trouble at night when he was trying to sleep. It was on such a night that Basil lie awake, hands behind his head, sorting through his thoughts, when a sudden, very small, scared whimper emanated through the dark to his right. His eyes had adjusted enough to see Jaxsen’s face in the sliver of moonlight pouring gently in through the