Multi-Fandom Oneshots/Random scenarios

Midnight(Macbeth) x Reader(Fairy Tail)

I sighed quietly as I let my hands frame his face. His soft eyes watched me with intent. I stared into them. Even with the darkness in the area, I could make out his face almost perfectly. "You're not who they say you are." I spoke softly with a hushed voice. He didn't say anything, but he leaned into my soft touch. He let out a breath and rested his forehead on mine.

I leaned upward and softly pressed my lips onto his lipstick covered ones. I dragged my hands through his hair slowly. "I love you." He broke away and whispered to me. His firm hands gripped my waist comfortably. I smiled softly as fondness set in my eyes. I sighed out, leaning down to rest my head upon his chest.

He had sat against a tree while I straddled his lap. The others were asleep while we had stayed up late in each other's presence. His hands rested on my hips while mine were on his shoulders.

I felt his hand reach up and grip my chin. He brought my face back up to his and we stared into each other's eyes. Without words, he had dragged me into another kiss. This one started out faster than the last one. Slowly, as it continued, the kiss became more heated.

I dug my nails into his scalp and his hands ran across my body. His sharp tongue swiped across my bottom lip and I slowly opened my mouth for him. Our tongues danced in a speeded waltz. We pulled away for air, breathing heavily. A small and almost unnoticeable string of saliva connected our mouths.

I licked my lips and pulled him closer once again. Our lips smashed together and I felt my body heat up. I love him. More than anything. I gripped his multicolored hair tighter and heard a small grunt leave his mouth. I smirked and he squeezed my bottom. A small gasp left my mouth and it was his turn to smirk.

I trailed my soft kisses down his jaw and toward his neck. He grunted and dragged his hands along my thighs. I heard him sigh out softly. "You're all that matters to me." I mumbled against his skin. I looked up, into his eyes with my innocent looking/piercing eyes. He was already looking at me. I smiled softly again and brought my lips back to his.

All I needed was him. Just him. If I had him, I'd always be fine. I love him and he loves me. That's all that matters. I pulled away and stared into his beautiful dark eyes. The eyes that capture me in a trance every single time I see them. I put my hand back onto his cheek and he leaned into it.

The truth is, we don't need words. We've always known that we love each other. He's mine and I'm his. We have our connection. I can see it in his mesmerizing eyes. I can hear it in his captivating voice. I can feel it in his comforting touch. I can taste it in his loving kisses.

I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed in content. He relaxed his hands on my waist and hip, rubbing softly. My arms wrapped around his torso and we closed our eyes.

~•~

The next night, everyone was sat around a campfire. Most of the day, we had spent our time traveling. We never had a specific destination, but that never mattered. I was sat on Macbeth's lap as he sat upon a fallen tree. His warm hands laid on my waist and my hands were behind his head. I smirked to myself.

Jellal and Meldy were talking to the rest of the Seis. I leaned back into Macbeth and smiled up at him. I reached up and softly kissed his cheek. I heard a scoff and turned to Erik. I smirked at him. Jealous? I raised an eyebrow teasingly. He merely grinned and shook his head. Erik is one of my best friends and he's quite protective. He went back to talking with the others after one more glance.

I turned around and wrapped my arms around Macbeth's waist, staring into his eyes. I closed mine softly and pressed a kiss to his lips. I leaned back and looked up through my eyelashes. Macbeth's hand caressed my cheek and I leaned into his touch. I tangled my legs around him and relaxed against his warm and comforting body.

~•~

In the Tower of Heaven, I could never find what I was looking for. All there was, was sadness, pain, anger, sorrow. That wasn't what I'm looking for.

I don't what it is that I'm looking for, but I know that when I find it, I'll know. Maybe it was freedom. Maybe happiness. A family. A chance. A real life. But I have those things now.

Maybe I won't know like I think I will. Maybe I'm wrong. But that doesn't mean I'll give up. I want to find something. Just for me. I don't want to go back to the way I was.

Writing scene where characters make out/ kiss are so weird and awkward!!!