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Moo Snuckle x Reader

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Y/N's POV

I sighed, nervous and semi depressed. Today was my
Wedding day. It's supposed to e the happiest day of my life but I couldn't help but feel depressed and more alone as ever.

My mother and father were making me marry this guy, Derek. He was nice, had great looks, and all the money anyone could imagine, but he wasn't right for me. I didn't fall in love with the spark in his green eyes, his laugh, his odd sense of humor, and his love for video games. I don't even think I've ever seen Derek play any kind of video game at all, and we have been engaged for almost a year.

The man I was in love with was named Brock, you've probably heard of him. I hear he's a pretty famous YouTuber called Moo Snuckle. He's doing well without me holding him back... I knew Brock in high school, he seems happier now though. We dated for nearly a year and a half, but my parents never liked him. He was too poor they said. I didn't care though.

Brock made me happy. He could bring a smile to my face even at my darkest times. He always told me seeing my smile was the best part of his day...

But it seems like every perfect love story has to end... My parents made me move far from Brock to prevent our relationship. Even after we moved we pursued our relationship viva Skype and texting.

Over about 6 months or so, Brock started being distanced from me. He worried about his YouTube career more than our relationship. Eventually I did what needed to be done and I broke things off with him. He didn't care much...

I on the other hand was completely broken up over it. To try to "help", my and Derek's parents arranged our wedding...

Here we are a year later. The day of the wedding. I couldn't help but feel like no body cares about me and what I wanted...

Soon, I was ready to walk the isle. I felt the panic of anxiety start to bubble in my stomach. I took a deep breath and plastered an emotionless expression on my face. I stood behind the door, my father next to me. I held beautifully deep red roses that looked too gorgeous for this dreaded occasion. I wished the guy I was marrying was Brock...

I heard the familiar melody play as my dad looped our arms. The doors opened as we began to walk with the beat.

Once we got to the alter, my father took his seat. I stared across to Derek, he held the same emotionless expression on his sharp face. I knew he didn't want this either. He told me of his girlfriend before me that he had to leave because of his parents. They were planning to runaway and his parents found out so they made arrangement with my parents. I felt bad for him, he was in the same boat as me.

We both turned to face the pastor who began speaking. By the time we got to the vows, I wanted to break down crying... Why couldn't Brock be here... I thought to myself.

Just then, the doors of the church burst opened and there stood... Brock?! What was he doing here?

"Y/N!! I heard you were marrying some other guy... I.. I couldn't let you do it! I love you Y/N! Please don't do this!" Brock ran to the alter where I stood. I looked down and let a few tears slide down my face. I threw down the roses in my hand and brought my arms around him. He held me and let me silently cry onto his shoulder.

I pulled away from the hug and turned to Derek. He had a happy smile on his face. "Go Y/N,I'll handle our parents! Be happy for the both of us." He walked down and pulled me into a hug.

I muttered into his chest as we hugged, "Thank you, Derek. I hope you find her again," I pulled away and me as Brock ran out of the church, both of us laughing.

"I love you, so much Y/N," Brock said once we were in his car. "I was stupid to let you get away and almost marry someone else."

I looked over him and smiled, feeling the happiest I have in nearly a year. "I love you too Brock." He leaned over and kissed me sweetly.

Once we got to his hotel room he was staying at, he hugged me close to him and kissed me again. Both of us let out a groan of happiness.

Our tongues battles for dominance, inevitably he won and began exploring my mouth. He started kissing behind my ear and along my sensitive collar bone, making me a moaning mess.

Brock reached around and unzipped my white dress. It fell to the floor as I took off my heels. I nearly ripped his shirt off and started to take off his pants too.

Brock's fingers played with my clothed heat. I moaned and finally got his pants off. He lay me on the bed in the middle of the room, he blue sheets consuming us into them. I pulled off his plaid boxers and he took off my bra and panties.

We were both impatient, since we had waited for so long for this moment. He thrusted into me at an intoxicatingly pace. I moaned out his name and moved my hips in time with his thrusts.

Soon after, he changed our positions so I was on my hands and knees. He thrusted into my core at the pace from before, this time slamming into me at a new angle, easily reaching my sensitive spot. I cried out loudly as he hit it causing him to his it harder as he got deeper into me.

"Y/N, you're so tight," he groaned as he spanked me hard. I moaned again and let my head fall onto the bed I was seeing stars as I reached my climax. He poured his seed into me as we both reached our orgasms.

He leaned over and kissed my neck. "I love you so much, Y/N. I can't want to marry you some day. " Brock whispered in my ear.