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triaelf9 · 1 month
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HEYOOOO GUESS WHO'S DOING THE ART FOR A NEW CR SHOW! ITSA MEEEEE
Ya'll, if you know me, I'm picky as heck when it comes to podcasts, and this show swept me away. Lot of laughs, quite a few gasps, spooks and feels, and more! And this cast… ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC💕💕 Please give it a listen so there are more seasons b/c I GOTTA KNOW MORE AND GET MORE BACKSTORY PLZ
Also, highest praise I can give media is that I can't pick a fav character b/c I love them all, and that's 100% the case here too.
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twice-inamillion · 2 months
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Smut
Sister Talk
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Chapter 232 1,826 Words
(Jeongyeon and her sister, Seungyeon, have gotten together at Jeongyeon's request. Seungyeon finds out her little sister's secret and has fun teasing her.)
The environment in the house has been much better after the release of Feel Special. The members are busy with their schedules, such as fan meetings, fan signs, and broadcast shows. All of this resulted in the members being tired at the end of each day. Some of them lazed around the house while others took a different approach, such as Nayeon. Jeongyeon, after a long day, walks through the hallway and tries to use the restroom. She passes some of the member's rooms until she comes close to yours and hears people giggling and some moaning. Interested, she tiptoes, puts her ear to the door, and tries to listen. She listens to the voice and tries to figure out who it is. Out of nowhere, she hears Nayeon’s moaning voice, “You're reaching so deep inside me, I'm going to cum.” Jeongyeon feels a tingling sensation in her private area, knowing what is going on the other side of the door. “He's always fucking, that nasty pig,” as she keeps listening to you both. “What are you doing?” Jeongyeon turns around and sees Chaeyoung coming out of her room, “Nothing.” “Doesn't seem like nothing. Are you peeping up on him?” “No, I just heard something, so I came to check.” Chaeyoung smirked and walked up to Jeongyeon, “Let's see what is going on,” as she placed her ear on the door. “Ahh, you came so much inside me.” Chaeyoung turns around and smirks, “Nayeon unnie is getting filled with so much cum. Maybe I'll tell him to give me some too.” She stands up and gives Jeongyeon a nudge, “You should let him fill you too.” Jeongyeon turns red and chases Chaeyoung off to her room. She can only imagine what's going on as she heads down the stairs and to the living room. Jeongyeon tries to keep herself busy throughout the day but can't seem to get it out of her mind, so she decides to make other plans. She takes out her phone and messages the person she can talk to about her problems, “Unnie, can I come over?” “Sure, come by at any time.”
It's been a while since Jeongyeon visited her older sister. She carries a small gift as she stands in front of the door and rings the doorbell. “Why do you ring the door? You already know my passcode.” “Hey, unnie. Just habit of mine.” “Well, come in, or are you going to stand there?” Jeongyeon walks inside and places the cake she brought into the fridge. “When's the last time you went shopping for groceries?” “Umm. About a week ago. I've been busy, so I've ordered some takeout.” “You need to eat homemade meals. Let's go grocery shopping right now. I'll pay.” “Haha. You seem more like the unnie than me.”
The two of them go shopping and get back with large bags of groceries and other things they found along the way. Seungyeon and Jeongyeon end up making a full-course meal, with Jeongyeon making the most of it. They try to catch up and talk about their lives, both professional and personal. “How's promotions going?” “Good but can tiring. What about you?”” “Just finished a small project, so now I'm resting.” “That sounds like fun.” “I can stay in and catch up on my shows. What about you?” “What do you mean?” “Well… there's a reason why you came, right? Something troubling you?” “I don't want to talk about it.” “Alright, let's change the subject.” “Thanks.” “Oh, I got my jacuzzi installed.” “Oh really?” “Yeah. It got here two weeks ago, but I haven't had a chance to try it out. Want to give it a go?” “Sure.” The two of them take a quick shower before getting inside the jacuzzi. Jeongyeon walks out of the patio and sees her sister already inside. “Come Jeongyeon, how long are you going to keep me waiting? Come inside.” Jeongyeon goes up the steps and undoes her bathrobe. “Why are you in a swimsuit? It's a jacuzzi, not a pool; take it off,” as her sister stands up and reveals her nude body. “Unnie, why are you nude?” Jeongyeon tries to cover her face. “It's my house, my rules. So go back, take off that swimsuit, and returns in “proper” attire.” Jeongyeon steps down and puts on her bathrobe before heading back to the house. It only takes her a few minutes for her to come back. As she goes up the steps, Seungyeon says, “Take it off, take it off,” teasing her. She drops her bathrobe and covers her nether regions and breasts as she gets into the water. “Haha, why are you covering? It's not like I haven't seen you nude better.” Jeongyeon rolls her eyes and takes her hands off her chest, “there, happy?” Seungyeon gets behind her and, cups her sister's breast from behind, and gives them a nice feel, “You grew a little bit.” She whines and says, “Unnie, stop, I don't like it.” “You're boring. Have some fun, Jeongyeon. Would you say that same if it was the guy you liked?” Jeongyeon stops and imagines herself being handled by you. Seungyeon grins and grabs a bit more, teasing her areolas, “So you do have someone you like, who is it? As your older sister, I should know who my little Jeongyeon likes.” “I don't like anyone,” resisting her sister's advancements. “Lies, I know you like the palm of my hand. You like someone, huh? I can tell.” “Un… unnie, please.” Seungyeon moves her hands towards Jeongyeon's nipples and gives them a slow but steady squeeze, causing Jeongyeon to moan out, “Okay, I'll tell you.” “Go on, who is it? Tell your big sister who you like.” “My oppa. I like him.” Seungyeon tries to figure out who it is until it finally clicks. “Wait, you don't mean Jihyo's husband, right?” Jeongyeon turns around and hesitantly nods her head, “Yeah, him.” Seungyeon grins and squeezes her sister, causing her to scream, “Wait, you’re pinching too hard!” “I didn't know my little sister craved for a married man, especially one that has children. You're naughty, Jeongyeon. Haha.” “Don't say it like that. You're making it sound bad.” “Haha I'm just teasing. Anyways, have you too?” slipping her index finger into her other hand in a circular shape. “Eww…that's the first thing you want to know?” “Yeah, it's a normal question to ask.” “No, we haven't done it.” “Why?” “Don't worry about it.” “Oh. Don't tell me, he doesn't even know.” Jeongyeon turns her face from embarrassment, causing her sister to tease her once more, “Oh, it's a one-sided crush, haha.” Jeongyeon, upset at her constant teasing, says, “You're making me look bad.” “Haha, okay, I'll stop.” “Thanks.” Seungyeon changes the conversation into her own love life and how she's been single for these past two years, only dating here and there but nothing serious. Jeongyeon, surprised by her casual dating, asks, “Unnie. How was your first time?”
Seungyeon turns around and asks, “Oh, you're interested?” Jeongyeon starts getting a bit red but tries to play it off, saying, “I was just wondering that's all.” Seungyeon tries to remember and says, “It wasn't too bad. He was a friend from school, so it just hurt a bit. He was average, so it wasn't a big deal.” “Oh, how much average?” “Hmm, maybe 3-5 inches.” “What about 8 inches?” Seungyeon wasn't listening too much until he heard her say eight, “Eight inches? That’s huge.” “Really?” “Yes, that would literally split you in half.” Jeongyeon looks surprised, not knowing that your cock was above average. “Oh, I thought that was normal.” “No, it's not. He’s huge.” “Oh,” debating if she should be happy or upset about your size. “Have you seen it before or have a picture of it?” asks Seungyeon. “Umm…” “You do, huh? Let me see it,” she said, rubbing her hands together. She was excited to see someone hung for the first time. Jeongyeon makes her way to the other side of the jacuzzi, grabs her phone, and goes to her hidden phone gallery. She gives her phone to her sister, making her gasp in awe as she sees a photograph of your cock as you sleep. “Jeongyeon, he’s huge. I can’t believe Jihyo’s husband is that hung. Too bad he’s taken” as Seungyeon slips her hand under the water. Jeongyeon sees her sister bite her lip and is surprised at how cock hungry she is, “Unnie, give me the phone back!” “Just give me a bit,” she said, trying to swipe to see if she found other photos. She swipes it, sees a video, and clicks on it. “Ahh, ahhh… fuck me harder” Seungyeon watches as one of her sister’s members is getting fucked in a mating press position. She moves her fingers towards her cunt and traces her folds, “fuck me from the back, please.” Jeongyeon makes her way to her sister, and they watch you flip around the member and get a view of her back. “You want this cock?” ”Yes, fuck me hard, please.” They both watch as you slap your cock against her ass, making ripples on her cheeks, “Wow, that cock is huge!” Both sisters are glued to the screen as you align your cock to her entrance. The person in the video groans as her cunt is split wide open. They each trace their folds and finger themselves to the movement of your thrusting. They look at each other but don’t do a thing and turn back to watch the last scene as you cum and eventually pull out, showing the cum oozing out of the member’s cunt. ”Jeongyeon, I’m jealous of Jihyo. She has a good husband. If I was her, I would be riding that cock every day.” ”Unnie!” “It’s true,” scrolling to another view, but Jeongyeon snatches the phone out of her hand. “Aww, I wanted to watch another one.” ”No.” ”Alight, maybe I’ll ask Jihyo if she can let me borrow him for a weekend.” ”No, he’s mine!” ”Doesn’t look like it. If that was the case, then it would be you riding that cock instead of whoever was in that video.” It’s true; all of the members except her have had an actual taste. She’s the only one out of nine; maybe she should have a real taste. “I’ll do it when it thinks it's time.” ”Let me know; maybe I’ll stop and join, haha.” ”You’re the worst.” ”I’m kidding.”
The two of them continue the night and watch a few movies before calling it for the day. They get ready and sleep in the same bed as Jeongyeon tries to organize her thoughts about the matter, “maybe a taste wouldn’t be so bad.”
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runningfrom2am · 4 months
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cold nights // part fourteen
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summary: you showed him colours he knows he can't see with anyone else.
pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader
wc: 3.1k
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tags/warnings: tribute!reader and mentor!coriolanus, r is very sweet (too kind for this world. literally.), sunshine x grumpy trope kinda, he falls first, violence typical for the source material, r is very smart (as she should), district twelve!reader.
a/n: finally reunited ahh!! (also a note from me while i'm trying to find pics for the header: damn this dude does not look happy very often huh) (okay so update we're settling for a flashback photo bc coryo in his curls era does not SMILE bruh)
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"Just right here." Lucy Gray stops on the gravel road, nodding up to the house in front of them.
"Okay, sweet." Sejanus smiles, already heading for the front porch but she grabs his arm, stopping him as Coryo just stares at the house, going slightly pale.
"Sejanus, how about you and I go figure out where you guys will stay, and come back for Coriolanus in a bit?" She offers, nodding toward him.
"Oh- uh, yes. Yeah. Good idea." He agrees, picking up quickly on what she meant. Coryo still hasn't said a word, just staring at the run-down shack that apparently was your home. It was clear that efforts were made to maintain the home, the fence had been patched in several places and there were flower beds outside. From what he knew about your family, that would make sense.
"Coriolanus?" Lucy Gray draws his attention again. "We're going to go find you a place to stay, and we'll come back for you in a bit. Does that sound okay?"
"Yeah that's... that's perfect. Thank you." He nods, in a trance-like state as he makes his way up to the door through some only slightly overgrown grass, before he has the chance to second-guess himself.
"He didn't even listen, did he?" Lucy Gray says, both of them watching him from the street.
"Not at all, no."
He can hear the two of them chatting as they disappear back down the road, and he looks for a doorbell that doesn't seem to be there, just settling for a knock instead. He waits a few moments after knocking on the wood, about to do it again when he hears a woman's voice come from inside. "One moment, I'll be right there!"
"I got it, Ma!" Comes from right behind the door as footsteps approach and it's swung open, a young boy standing there. "Hi." He says, eyeing Coryo up and down. It must be your brother.
"Uh, hi." He clears his throat. "Is Y/N here?"
"No, not right now." The boy answers. "Can I take a message for her?"
"Oh, well, my name is Coriolanus Snow, and-"
"Hold on! I'm coming!" The woman's voice comes again, much more excited as she rounds the corner from the hall, brushing her hands off on her apron. "You're Coriolanus?" She asks, a polite but delighted grin on her face as she gets closer.
"Yes, Ma'am." He nods in confirmation, a smile growing on his face. You look so much like your mother.
"Oh my goodness, come in, please! I didn't recognize you!" She gently moves her son out of the way, who is still staring at him with something unwelcoming behind his eyes. As soon as Coryo steps into the home, she's wrapping her arms around him in a hug. "Wow, it is so lovely to meet you! You came a very long way!"
"I did." He chuckles, hugging her back with as much politeness as he can muster behind shaking hands and a pale face.
"Come sit, Y/N will be home within the hour. She'll be just thrilled to see you." She pulls away, gesturing for him to follow her into the living area. "Are you hungry? You must be starving. Let me grab you something."  Your mother says, mostly to herself as he sits down on the couch.
"That would be great, thank you." He smiles, still nervous as he tries to adjust his posture on the slightly uncomfortable sofa, looking around. In reality, he hadn't been "starving" for some time now. It felt good to have a consistently filled fridge all the time, but he has hardly eaten since they left the Capitol. He was too nervous to even think about it.
"Why did you come here?" Your brother asks, making Coryo look away from the family photos that adorned the walls. Most of the frames were broken, photos blurry, but he could tell that to your family that didn't matter.
"I hadn't heard from her. I wanted to make sure she was doing okay." Coryo answers, stiffened by your brother's somewhat hostile energy and the thought of getting to see you so soon. Had you told him something you didn't tell your mother? Probably that he killed that boy, but it seemed unlike you to leave out the part where he had no choice. Unless Tigris was wrong.
Unless you still didn't see it that way.
Your brother hums, sitting in the chair across from the couch and leaning his elbows on his knees. To Coryo, this felt like an interrogation. Coming from a teenager, it was almost cute.
"Lennox, Honey, can you come help me for just a moment?" His mother calls him from the kitchen and he's shooting up again, glaring at Coryo as he walks away. He was confused, today alone he's gotten so many mixed signals on your feelings.
You stuck out the day at work, even though while you were reshelving returns you had to rush to the bathroom in the back to vomit after reading the back cover of an old book about a man who hunted humans. You were hoping by now this would happen less and less, but leaving the house had only made it worse. Getting a job was a mistake and you knew that, but your family was hardly scraping by before you were torn from your life- but neither of your parents could work the whole time you were gone. They were sick about it. Your mom still couldn't work, and you knew your father rarely ever slept these days.
You tried to hand over the winnings Coryo's Dean had given you as soon as you got home, holding it out to your parents with trembling hands as they opened the locked door for you. They wanted none of it. Not a dollar from your three thousand, which you had spent time counting and recounting on the train. They only wanted you home. You had hoped it would give you something else to talk about- that you could smile and be proud that you won and that now your family could live comfortably, at least for a little while. The idea almost made it worth it. As you counted your prize under the dim lighting in the train car, you had wondered if you would do it again for them. The money didn't make saying hello again any easier, though, and you cried for what must have been hours on the porch of your family home, the four of you tangled together in a hug bound together by tears.
It was hard to let go, but when they had, finally, your mother shoved the money back into your pocket and told you to save it. One day, you could buy your own home with it, and that wasn't a bad idea.
All you could do for them now that your money sat in a jar in your closet, the best you could do, was convince them you were fine enough for you all to move on and forget about it. The additional income of getting your own job helped, too. So, when your boss tried to send you home, you declined, and five o'clock couldn't have come fast enough.
You drink water out of an old jam jar on the way home, washing the taste of bile out of the back of your mouth. The fresh air made a world of difference. As much as you adored the smell of books, it got stuffy in there, especially in the summers. Even with the sun beating down on your shoulders over your button-up shirt, you felt better just making the walk home every day. The breeze blowing through the trees, the familiar paths beneath your feet, it was one of the very few things that could ground you in the reality that now, you were safe. That, and the meadow behind your house at night time. Reading under lantern light with the stars overhead and your family at your side, you never felt more real. It was truly over.
That's what you would do tonight, you decided, after a long nap following an unfortunate day. At the end of every unfortunate day, you still had that, and that meant the world to you.
"Oh! Here's Tybalt." Your mom smiles, now comfortable on the couch next to Coriolanus as the cat saunters into the living room, jumping up into the space between them. "This is Y/N's cat, she calls him Tybs." She explains, tears forming in her eyes as the cat crawls onto her lap and she quickly blinks them away, but he had already noticed by then.
"She told me about him." Coryo says, placing his now empty tea cup on the coffee table in front of them.
"Of course..." She chuckles sadly. "He took real good care of us while she was away. On particularly... hard nights," She clears her throat. "He would come out into the living room with her father and I and sit with us, he can purr like no ones business, you know, and then after a while, he would run over to our room there and meow at us. Made sure we got to bed. Then curl up with us and just made sure we knew that.... she was still with us."
A tear falls as she speaks and she laughs nervously, quickly brushing it away. "Gosh, I am so sorry..." She quickly dismisses it. "We have company and I'm crying like a little girl. Forgive me..."
"No, it's quite alright." Coryo insists, shaking his head. Of course, he was worried about you in the arena and every night up until then, but he never entertained the idea of what it was like for your family even though he knew about them. That under the same sky, they were sitting here in this very home praying that you might return. Now, he could see it, and you were the lucky one who made it home. He hoped he wouldn't have to see Jessup's family while he was here. "It must have been awful for you."
"Indeed." She nods, wiping her cheek again. "But, you know, it means so much to us that she had someone there to look after her." She smiles at him. It's genuine. Sad, but full of gratitude. He would no longer wonder where you got that habit from. "I decided I wouldn't be watching anything, but her father insisted. He was out at a bar in town, the only one with televisions, then came rushing back in the door twenty minutes later and dragged us back there with him to watch. I didn't want to go but he said 'No, you need to see this. She's not alone. She has a friend.' So down we went, and they were playing reruns of the two of you being dropped into that cage. I just... She looked so comfortable with you. The way you looked at her we could see you cared, that she was human to you, and that you were there to help. I remember thinking for the first time that maybe she had a chance." She's accepted her tears now, reaching over from petting Tybalt to grasp the young man's hands in her own as she spoke.
Your brother scoffs as Coryo lets her hold onto his hands, a small smile forming on his face that's quickly torn away by Lennox's reaction. "Yeah, and then that other boy had to be the one to bring her something to eat after days."
"Hey!" Your mother gasps. "Lennox, get-" She prompts him to leave if he isn't going to be nice.
He rolls his eyes, getting up to leave.
"I didn't have anything to bring her besides a flower." Coryo finds himself stating, shocking even himself at the confession which halts your brother in his steps. He had never told anyone about the poverty he faced at home, but with them, he felt safe to. Something about knowing you assured him that they were not judgemental people. He clears his throat before explaining. "My family lost everything after the war. When I first met her, I also hadn't eaten in days. I gave her everything I could."
Lennox hums before leaving, either not convinced or embarrassed that he'd even made such a comment. Coryo couldn't tell.
"Coriolanus... I am so sorry." Your mother is quick to apologize, and he's embarrassed by the look of pity in her eyes. Pity from a woman who had, for almost a month, believed she had lost her child, and was still struggling with it today. He felt nothing but guilt.
"Well, I must tell you, your daughter saved us from that." He tries to lift her spirits as a confused expression paints itself into her features, but he doesn't get the chance to elaborate as they both turn at the sound of the front door opening.
"Ma!" You call out, closing the door behind you and kicking off your shoes, preparing your smile to tell her about the absolutely great day you just had.
Your mother stands quickly, patting the boys thigh gently and wipes her eyes. "Hi, Honey, how was your day?" She asks, smiling at him through red eyes.
"Come what come may, time and the hour runs through the roughest day." Your groaned response comes slightly muffled from the other room, and Coryo can hear you shuffling about.
"Oh, no. What happened?" Immediately your mother's tone shifts to worry, and Coryo wonders how it took her less than a second to understand.
"Nothing, Ma. All is fine." You call back, putting your bag down in the kitchen, and heading for the living room, gluing a smile back on. "Guess what I saw on the walk home! A ladybug, it landed right on my-" You freeze as you walk into the entryway, seeing your mother and your previous mentor just standing up next to her.
"Oh, I should have mentioned, we have company." Your mother smiles, already gathering the used dishes from the coffee table, and brushing past you to bring them into the kitchen. Likely, to give you two a chance to talk.
When Coryo lays his eyes on you for the first time again, he can swear his heart stops. Yours definitely does as nausea comes over you in a wave again, and your calculated smile drops.
You don't say anything, just staring with an expression unreadable to him. "Y/N, hi." He breathes, smiling at you. You look beautiful but tired, still. Still, that girl he watched in the arena, it was hard to believe that every part of you made it out. You weren't the same girl he saw for the first time in the reaping- you were more. More of you, and more of something else; hurt, if he had to guess.
"It's good to see you." He continues, his voice a gentle whisper that cuts through the awkward tension in the room. Your heart races, emotions swirling like a tempest within you. Coriolanus Snow, your mentor and friend who had guided you through your time in that Capitol and the games, is standing in your living room, looking both apologetic and hopeful.
"Coryo," You manage to say, voice barely above a whisper as you swallow the sickness rising in your throat. The memories flood back- everything awful you had gone through. Meeting him for the first time as he handed you a flower, sitting on opposite sides of the bars of your cage and talking long into the nights. Everything you had done, everything he had given you, the people you both hurt in the process. He takes a step closer, cautiously navigating the fragile space between you.
"I... What are you doing here?" You ask quietly, your eyes unable to meet his gaze. The room feels smaller, the walls closing in on you quickly.
He clears his throat, a nervous habit you remember well. "I wanted to see you," he says, his eyes pleading for understanding. "I didn't know what you were up to and how you were adjusting and... I was worried about you."
The weight of unspoken words lingers between you, and for a moment, neither of you knows how to bridge the gap that only a month of time has built. You had been away from him longer than you had known him, and facing him again, you were embarrassed. Scared. Coryo takes a deep breath, summoning the courage to express the weight of what he's carried in his mind for too long.
"I never stopped thinking about you," He confesses, sincerity etched across his face. "I tried sending letters but I didn't get any response."
The vulnerability in his eyes mirrors your own, and the air crackles with a shared sense of everything you want to say but just can't find the words. You can't help it as you feel over and over again the countless hours spent together in the lead-up to the worst days of your life.
Tentatively, he reaches for your hand, a silent plea for connection. As your fingers take his, warmth floods through you, dissolving the distance. "I missed you," he admits, his voice barely audible.
A rush of conflicting emotions surges within you- that same embarrassment, anger, hurt, but also a flicker of the fondness that never truly faded. "I missed you too," You admit, your voice breaking through the emotional dam, built up from fear and trauma and the stacks of books in your bedroom that held it back all this time.
With those words, the barriers crumble, and the room is filled with a pitiful silence. The weight of what you had both done begins to lift, replaced with the realization that he did honestly care for you, the way you did for him. As you look into each other's eyes, the connection is undeniable, evidence of a bond that time could never change. You would always be connected to him.
"Do you remember when I brought you that blanket?" He asks and you take in a sharp breath. The few pleasant memories you had of your time together were so often overthrown by the awful ones, these days. His eyes flicker quickly across your face. He looks as scared as you feel. "And I said I wish I could get to know you as you are, not as a tribute, and you said you would show me the stars."
A small smile tugs at the corners of your lips as you nod, the nausea you felt steadily subsiding. "So you walk softly and look sweetly and say nothing. I am yours for the walk and especially when I walk away."
Coryo tilts his head at you, and smiles. That must have been a yes. "Please, don't walk away again." He whispers, and in that moment, he feels the tightness in his chest that carried him through the last month finally release.
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will bringing sam to something to bc for like a hockey thing and she’s his date and he’s proudly walking around with her on his arm
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hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will)
samy's in boston for will's hockey formal which means she finally meets all of his teammates that hear so much about her!
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will's hands were around his phone as soon as he was done in the shower. the blonde didn't even take the time to change into clothes as he tapped away and stalked where samy's plane currently was. a grin curled onto his lips seeing her exactly thirty minutes away from the airport.
"what's got you so smiley?" eamon whacked his own towel against will's shoulder as he passed by the stall.
"girlfriend's coming to town," gabe answered with a smirk on his lips before will could even say a word. 
"ooh, the girlfriend, huh? has she been to boston yet?" eamon wondered with his own smile.
"is that the same girl who gave you those wicked hickeys a few weeks back?" mike poked his head into the conversation. his words had will blushing to the tips of his ears.
"yup, that's the one," ryan filled in as he leaned back into his stall.
"you mean to tell me hughes is coming here?" now connor joined the group and half the team in the locker room listened in while gaining knowledge of the star freshman's plans this weekend.
"she'll be at the formal tomorrow," will informed, finally throwing a t-shirt over his head. some of the guys let out oohs and ahhs at that information.
"we finally get to meet little hughesy??" colby exclaimed making the other boys chuckle.
"just don't be too weird, okay? do not bring up anything we talk about in here to her, promise?" will eyed his teammates seriously knowing how they got around the girlfriends. they were always sharing unwanted and lousy information that definitely did not need to get shared aloud.
"what? don't want her knowing we know how many times you guys have done it?" aidan teased earning hoots and hollers from the other juniors and seniors.
will's poor blush got even worse under the commotion. he saw ryan and gabe snickering to one another while sending the boy knowing looks. some teammates they were. 
"alright, shut up. just be normal if that's even possible for some of you," the freshman rolled his eyes, quickly disappearing from everyone to finish dressing himself.
"can't promise anything, smitty! get a few drinks in us and we're saying anything," jack called.
all will did was roll his eyes. he knew samy was used to hockey players and their antics, but he still didn't want his entire team making a fool of themselves in front of her. he wanted her to like them and them to like her. will was very big on gaining people's approval—especially samy. 
gabe and ryan happily tagged along to the airport with will. if the blonde didn't know any better, they were probably just as excited—maybe more—to see samy. something in will's heart warmed though knowing his linemates were so close with one of the people he cared the most about. he knew how much the two missed being in michigan and all of ellen's delicious homemade meals when they visited on the weekends. all of them were counting down the days they were all together again at the lake house.
the three were bouncing on their heels waiting by the gate while watching everyone unload from the plane. with them being so tall, they were able to see over most people's heads as they searched for samy's familiar mop of brown curls.
"i see her!" ryan exclaimed and the other spotted her also searching for them through the sea of people.
will began pushing his way forward to meet her in the middle. he felt like a little kid on christmas with how big his smile was and how tightly he embraced the girl when they finally met in the middle. his hug was so tight samy's feet lifted off the ground a little in a small spin.
"hey willie," samy beamed into his shoulder.
"hi pretty girl, missed you," the boy mumbled back, reluctantly letting her go for a moment. the girl's eyes spotted gabe and ryan hanging back, so she quickly jumped towards them.
"aw, my two favorites came to get me too," samy giggled as they both wrapped their arms around her shorter frame.
"good to see you too, hughesy. been a while," ryan chuckled.
"two favorites?" will cleared his throat, raising his eyebrow.
"obviously you're the first," the girl chuckled, tugging her arm back around her boyfriend after hugging ryan and gabe. the boy grinned as he basically smushed samy into his side. 
"someone's jealous,," gabe teased which only earned him a harsh glare from his friend. 
"you hungry at all? thinking about grabbing lunch with aram and drew back on campus," ryan wondered as the four made their way back down to baggage claim. 
"is that even a question? of course i'm hungry," samy beamed making the guys laugh. 
ryan and gabe helped grab samy's suitcase while catching up about soccer and school. will hung back, gladly letting his linemates talk since he's heard it all already from their nightly facetime calls. the smiles on ryan and gabe's faces were enough to tell will how much they enjoyed being around samy. it was something the blonde worried about when he first introduced them two years ago, but he should've known there was nothing to worry about. 
obviously samy got shotgun in will's car, so the guys stuffed themselves into the backseats. samy excitedly told them about her spring season while they chimed in with small tidbits from hockey. 
"did smitty tell you all the guys on the team are excited to meet you tomorrow?" ryan wondered. 
"they are?" samy giggled to herself while both boys nodded.
"you should've heard them in the locker room earlier," gabe grinned while will eyed him through the rearview mirror. 
"you're kind of a big deal to them i guess," will mumbled a bit shyly. his ears turned a slight pink thinking back to their teasing remarks. 
"so i've heard. i can't wait to meet them," the brunette chuckled. 
lunch with the six of them felt like old times back in michigan. somethimg about being all together and laughing like they hadn't been apart the last few months brought a sense of comfort and nostalgia knowing that in a few years they really weren't going to be together like that. 
samy and will retreated back to his dorm afterwards to spend some much needed alone time together before tomorrow. the girl grinned when her eyes caught sight of will's new wall decorations as soon as she stepped into the room. 
"aw, you two took my suggestions," she beamed and glanced over at gabe's side too. 
samy's heart warmed seeing so many pictures of her on will's side. he had three framed photos and probably 10-15 mixed into the photo collage on his wall. a smile crept onto the blonde's lips watching his girlfriend inspect every aspect of his side since she last visited. 
"this one's my favorite," he pointed to one of the many photos in the collage. 
samy ws laughing at something whoever took the photo said, but will's eyes had never left her. the gaze in his eyes said a lot more than words could. 
"wait, i didn't even know this picture existed. when was that?" the girl wondered, jumping onto will's bed to get a better look.
"like last summer?" the boy shrugged some. 
"i didn't even realize you were looking at me," samy giggled. 
"i know. that's why i like it," her eyes flicked to will's and that same stare from the photo was in his eyes. a small blush painted her cheeks as she quickly looked away before he noticed. 
"it was nice seeing the guys. i missed them," samy changed the subject as she sunk further into will's bed. 
"they were really excited to see you. they really miss michigan. i do too," the boy kicked his shoes off to join her. his words softened out samy's expression. 
"best two years ever having you guys so close by. i can't wait for summer," her voice dropped a little knowing how far off summer was still. 
will's arm curled around her waist to bringing her into him. "me neither. this long distance sucks, but i'm glad you're here. tomorrow's gonna be fun," his fingers carefully brushed some of her hair away from her face. 
a teasing smile grew on samy's lips, "how bad are they gonna chirp at you?" she knew all too well about his teammates constant teasing. 
"hopefully not too bad. i told them to cool it," will mumbled with an embarrassing blush that samy adored nonetheless. 
the two spent the rest of the afternoon in each other's arms after two long months apart. gabe came back later that night to the sight of them sound asleep and some random movie playing off of will's computer. the dark-haired boy quickly snapped a photo before shutting will's laptop and placing it somewhere safe. he quickly sent the photo to the freshman group chat, a smirk on his lips as he got himself ready for bed. 
will stood in front of the full length mirror getting his tie ready while samy got herself ready in the bathroom. he'd be lying if he said he wasn't just a little nervous for tonight. the hockey player knew his teammates would like her—they literally fangirl over her—he was just afraid they'd become too much or something. 
gabe threw his suit jacket over his shoulders while trying to look over will in the mirror. "dude, you're hogging the mirror," the dark-haired boy complained. 
"i'm almost done," will mumbled, fidgeting with his collar now. 
"go look at yourself next to your girlfriend in the bathroom," gabe shoved will out of the way. the blonde stumbled sideways, catching himself on the door. 
"dude," the blonde glared at him. 
"what? there's a bathroom for a reason," gabe shrugged, seemingly unbothered by pushing his friend out of the way. 
will rolled his eyes before gently knocking on the bathroom door. "yeah?" samy asked. 
"can i come in? gabe's kicking me away from our mirror," will wondered. he heard samy laugh and then a yes, so he carefully pushed the door open. 
the sight in front of him made the boy stop in his tracks. samy leaned over the counter trying to apply mascara and her dress was one will hadn't seen before. the material was satin or something because it shined in the light and hugged all of the right places. blue was most definitely samy's color. 
"like what you see?" the brunette smirked. she caught will's wandering eyes through the mirror, finally turning to him once she had her mascara on. 
pink colored will's skin from his neck to his ears. "you look beautiful," he mumbled, slowly stepping further into the bathroom and letting the door close a bit. 
"you don't look bad yourself," samy smiled at his all black suit and tie look. 
will stepped forward even more so his one arm could snake around samy's waist. he pulled her into his chest while his eyes shamelessly dropped down to her chest area and back up. "i can't believe you're mine," he nearly whispered making the girl chuckle. 
"you're sweet. i think i'm almost ready," samy's hands brushed back some of will's unruly curls. he flushed under her touch and brought her to his lips before he let her go. 
their kiss was filled with a lot of love. will's grasp on her waist kept her in place, kissing her deeper which allowed him to push his tongue into her mouth. samy's hands toyed with the hair on the nape of his neck, indulging in her boyfriend's slight neediness before she needed to finish getting ready. his boyish instincts started taking over as his other hand began sliding down past her waist. 
before he could reach her butt, samy pulled herself away. "i gotta finish getting ready. don't wanna be late," she giggled. 
will let out a small groan in protest, "you're annoying." 
"maybe." 
samy turned back to the sink, eyeing her makeup scattered across the counter. will's eyes did one last once-over of his girlfriend before tearing his eyes away and doing his finishing touches. another five minutes went by and the couple was finally ready. gabe looked up from his bed, smiling at the two.
"finally. scared i'd have to walk in there myself," he joked. 
will rolled his eyes while samy just chuckled. the three headed out of the dorm where they met ryan, drew, aram, and will vote downstairs to drive over together. the seven exchanged their hello's before dividing everyone up between will, drew, and ryan's cars. gabe stuck himself with will and samy, so the three continued out to the parking lot. 
samy smiled when will opened her door for her. 
"so charming," gabe mumbled as he climbed into the back. 
"wish he did that for me," ryan laughed as he walked by. 
poor will knew he wasn't going to escape the chirping all weekend, especially tonight. the drive into downtown stayed uneventful with minimal comments from gabe. they pulled into what looked like a very fancy bar in the heart of the city. samy hooked her arm around will's as the three walked in. a lot of the upperclassmen were already there mingling and their attention was caught when samy and will walked in. 
"yo, smitty!" aidan exclaimed, running around the bar to the couple. 
"what's up, hreschuck," will grinned. 
"you must be samy. we've heard a lot about you," aidan turned to the girl beside his teammate. 
"it's good to meet you," the two exchanged a friendly hug before the older player went to greet gabe. 
"it's her! it's little hughesy!" connor jumped up, running to hug samy. 
"connor miller! it's been forever since i saw you," the brunette laughed. she remembered connor playing with luke in the ntdp before they headed off to separate schools. 
"i know! when i heard you were smitty's girl i just couldn't believe it. how's your brothers?" the older boy wondered. 
"they're good. quinn's in van. jack and luke are in jersey. i'm the only one left in michigan," samy chuckled a little. 
"god, i can't believe moosey's in jersey. i can't believe you're old enough to be in college. you play soccer right?" 
will lingered beside samy while the smile on his lips grew. he never put two and two together that samy would know some of these guys through her brothers. he loved seeing her eyes so bright talking to connor about her brothers and soccer knowing she'd talk nonstop about them at any chance she got. maybe he wouldn't get chirped at as much as he thought. 
just as will thought that, colby and mike bounced over to where the couple was. "aw, she really does exist," colby cut into the conversation causing will's face to flush. 
"i'm colby. that's mike. we've heard a lot about you being smitty's girl," colby continued as he held his hand out. 
"it's nice to finally meet you guys," samy laughed, shaking their hands. 
"don't pay much mind to them. colby's going a little crazy tonight since he's graduating in a few months," connor laughed. 
"can do whatever i want and they won't kick me off the team," the older guy shrugged. 
"sometimes we thought smitty was lying about dating you," mike chimed in. 
"yeah, sometimes i don't believe it either," samy joined into their teasing. her gaze slid towards her boyfriend still beside her who blushed hard. 
"i mean he definitely picked a good one," colby nodded. 
"why don't you guys get some drinks and food before the other guys eat it all," connor laughed, pushing samy and will further into the bar and pretty much saving them from more of mike and colby's annoying remarks. 
"jesus, sorry about them," will mumbled when they were out of ear shot. 
"don't apologize. i thought it was funny," samy shook her head with a smile. 
"they don't know how to shut up ever," the blonde rolled his eyes. 
"you forget i'm used to it after growing up with three brothers who have hockey friends of their own," the girl giggled making will flush. 
"i know. i know. thanks for coming again," will placed a chaste kiss to her lips. 
samt stuck to will's side for most of the night, but she enjoyed seeing him in his comfort zone. all of the guys on the team were so close with one another. the upperclassmen treated the underclassmen like brothers despite the slight chirping. she could tell how much will loved it and how much he fit in with them. 
even though her boyfriend did most of the talking, she was glad to be at his side in a pretty dress for the night supporting him in what he loved the most. 
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Bad Manager - Huening Bahiyyih KEP1ER
Rape, Pure Horny Degenerate Male Reader, Clothed Sex, Hair Pulling, Face Slapping, Submission, Piss, Messy Facefuck, Creampie
KEP1ER Bahiyyih
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Being a personal manager for the KEP1ER members is exciting, but it's also draining. Not physically, however. You're young and full of energy, so running around all day is a piece of cake.
What you mean by "exhausting" is trying to keep your shit together while being surrounded by nine smoking-hot idols.
These ladies are drop-dead gorgeous, and they get you all riled up every time they perform or even during practice.
Today's no different. They're about to rock the stage at the Asia Artist Awards, and you gotta give props to the stylist who made them look so irresistible.
Especially the youngest one, flaunting her soft midriff and smooth shoulders like a seductive siren.
All you wanna do is grab Yeseo and fuck her senseless right then and there. But your last shred of decency holds you back as you focus on handling their needs.
A few minutes before showtime, you excuse yourself to the bathroom. You plop down on the toilet, whip out your phone, and watch their performance on the screen.
Your cock's throbbing in your jeans, begging for some action.
You're on the verge of losing it, and when the camera zooms in on Yeseo, swaying her hips and shaking that fine ass, your leftover self-control shatters into a million pieces.
"Oh God, I wanna fuck you so bad, Kang Yeseo. That petite body... it's begging to be bred," you mutter, fishing out your cock and giving it a firm stroke.
KEP1ER's five-minute performance feels like a blur. You crave more of Yeseo, watching her move her body in that gray shiny top that barely covers a thing.
With a sigh, you lock your phone, letting go of your cock and taking a deep breath. But calmness is a distant dream. This level of horniness is downright torturous.
Realizing the girls probably need your assistance now that they're done being on stage, you force your stiff cock back inside your jeans and step out of the toilet stall.
As you make your way back to the waiting room area, you spot Bahiyyih strolling down the hallway towards you, still in that short performance dress.
She seems a bit lost, wearing a worried expression until her eyes meet yours. "Oh, oppa!" she calls out, a smile lighting up her face as she hurries over. "Thank goodness. I can't find the bathroom. Do you..."
Her voice fades into the background as your gaze fixates on her collarbone and that creamy skin of hers.
She's never looked this sexy before. Well, this girl will do. It's the only chance you've got, and you're not picky at this point. You just want to fuck any of them.
"Oppa?" she calls out, her voice tinged with hesitation as she instinctively covers her bare chest with one hand.
Snapping back to reality, you meet her eyes. "Hm? Oh yeah, sure. Follow me, Hiyyih-ah."
You walk side by side, leading her in the direction you just came from. But instead of heading straight, you take a left turn towards another restroom that's out of commission, tucked away from prying eyes.
"Oh? I guess I can't use this one then," she says upon noticing the sign, but continues to follow your lead and stops in front of the restroom. She hisses and squirms a little while glancing at you. "Oppa, is there another restroom? Ahh!"
You grab her dark brown hair and shove her inside the partially open door, quickly locking it behind you. As Bahiyyih falls to her knees, struggling to regain her footing in that fitting dress, you unbuckle your belt.
Once the idol manages to stand upright, you yank her hair again and press her against the wall, pushing her face against it and pressing your body against hers.
Despite her attempts to resist by pushing the wall with both hands, your weight keeps her pinned. "Stop! No! What are you doing?! What's wrong with you!? Let me go!"
You place your forearm on the back of her neck. "Shh! Stay quiet, okay, Hiyyih-ah? I'll make this quick..." Your other hand unzips and lowers your jeans.
Your jeans and boxers slide down to your knees, your rock-hard cock bursts out. Her dress, not exactly thick, allows her to feel the presence of your cock pressing on her ass, sending a wave of panic through her.
"Stop! Oppa, please... What the hell is that? What are you doing?"
You yank her head back by her hair, giving her earlobe a teasing lick that makes her let out a groan. "That is my cock. Don't act like you don't know what it is. I'm pretty sure those wrinkly sponsors have already had their way with your pussy."
The degrading words spew from your mouth, causing the held-back tears in her eyes to stream down her cheeks. "No! Stop it! I'm— Just stop, please. I won't say a word."
You pull her head even further back, so you can get a good look at her pretty face stained with tears.
"Quit crying like a little bitch. I'll let you go once I've fucked you good and proper, like a whore. Either way, you won't be blabbing to anyone. You won't dare.”
You reach for the hem of her dress and yank it up, fully expecting her reaction. You cover her mouth from behind, muffling her scream as her hands desperately try to keep her dress in place.
But it's too late, your hand has already slipped between her legs.
“I saw how you were performing earlier. I had no idea you're kinda thick. Let me have a taste of that juicy pussy too," you say, spreading one of her legs apart.
Bahiyyih shakes her head in your grasp, thrashing with all her strength. But it's no use. You squeeze her soft thigh, burying your nose in the spot where her neck meets her shoulder.
Take a deep sniff, matching the vigor of your hand sliding between her legs.
She can't do anything but stay still, her body jerking with harsh sobs. You take advantage of the moment and slide your cock right between her ass cheeks, the tip rubbing against her pussy.
"Hmm! Mmph..." The violated idol cries even harder. Her hands claw desperately at the wall, trying to find some way out.
"Yah, calm down, Hiyyih-ah. You'll get used to this eventually."
You give her pussy a smack, ripping a hole on whatever safety shorts she's wearing right around her private area. Her voice gets louder, wetting your hand with a mix of saliva and a bit of snot.
Bahiyyih can resist all she wants, but you couldn't care less as you start fucking her soft, warm thighs from behind, taking it slow and teasing her slit with two fingers, while your thumb flicks her clit.
The new sensation weakens her knees, unintentionally squeezing your cock between her thighs even tighter as her ass lowers on top of your shaft.
"Oh shit. You're into this now, huh? Such a slut," you whisper into her ear, increasing the pace of your thrusts, “Imagine what it would feel like if this was my thick cock.”
Using the same fingers that were teasing her entrance, you slip them inside, causing her eyes to widen in shock. You push deeper into her wetness.
When about half of your fingers are already buried inside her, Bahiyyih grabs your hand as if trying to pull them out in a hurry. But you oppose her attempts and plunge your two whole fingers in.
You can sense her walls clenching around your fingers. She gasps, her back arching in response. Increasing the intensity, you thrust with a fervor that matches the rapid rhythm of her breath.
Her muffled scream gradually transforms into a whimper.
Curling your fingers upwards, you focus on stimulating her sensitive front wall, targeting that sweet spot. Her muscles tense, her grip on your hand tightening.
The wetness dropping on your hand increases with each passing moment, a clear sign that her body is betraying her.
"Come for me, like the slut you truly are. You know you want to, Hiyyih-ah, otherwise you wouldn't be moaning like this, right?"
You release your hand from her mouth, and indeed, she bites her bottom lip to stifle any sounds from escaping.
As much as you want to simply fuck her and be done with it, the idea of sexually breaking her mind also holds a certain temptation.
You thrust your fingers into her slick pussy, the sound of your palm smacking against her skin reverberating through the room. Fingers in and out, the wetness sloshing with each motion.
Bahiyyih's legs drop even lower, unable to contain her moans any longer. "Ooh... Ahh! O-oppa, s-stop! Ah! Ah! Hmm! I'm..."
Her words trail off, but you know exactly what she's trying to say. You wiggle your fingers deep within her, exploring her inner walls.
She leans back against you, her legs quivering, and her moans become strained as she digs her nails into your forearm. Her orgasm crashes over her, causing her whole body to shake uncontrollably.
As the tremors subside, a warm liquid washes over your hand, even dampening your still-pressed cock between her thighs. Bahiyyih pants, her head resting on your shoulder.
"See? This toilet is still functional. You managed to pee so much," you taunt, pulling your fingers from her dripping pussy and raising them in front of her face.
"You like that, huh? Pissing yourself turns you on, doesn't it? We're in this together now, Hiyyih-ah," you taunt her, relishing in the way it challenges her morals.
"N-No, I'm not... Haa... I hate this..." Her words come out in gasps as she struggles to regain her balance.
Without any warning, you thrust your urine-soaked fingers into her mouth. Her eyes squeeze shut as you push deeper, ensuring she can't bite down on your hand.
"Eeugh... Blergh—" She gags and manages to remove your hand before coughing, the taste of her own piss lingering in her mouth.
"How about that? Proof that you enjoy this just as much as I do. It tastes good, doesn't it?"
"No! Let me go! You've lost your mind... I'll tell everyone what you—"
Her futile threat is cut short as you yank her hair, eliciting a yelp of pain. You turn her body around and down to her knees. Gripping her hair, you repeatedly slap her face with your erect member.
"Tell everyone what? That I'm slapping your face with my cock? Well, why don't you also tell them how you suck my dick like a pro slut, huh? While you're at it," you sneer.
You yank her hair back and forth, causing her to wince in pain as she tries to shield her face from your cock and free herself from your grip.
Watching her helpless state, relishing in the power you have over her trembling form. Fear pulses through her veins, fueling the twisted excitement that courses through your veins.
Without a shred of mercy, you force your cock into her mouth, disregarding her pleas and protests as you immediately start pumping deeper.
Your cock chokes Bahiyyih, her body convulsing with each merciless jab. The taste of her tears mixes with the salty, musky flavor of your cock, which is infused with the tang of her earlier urine.
The mounting pleasure drives you onward. The strong pressure of your penetrations stretches her jaws, causing her body to twist, retching as your cockhead breaches her throat.
You hold both sides of her face, keeping it in place as you pound into her throat.
Her tongue remains trapped beneath, rubbing the underside, adding to the intense sensations that drive you closer to the peak.
Her makeup smears down her face, mixing with the tears streaming down her cheeks. Her eyes roll back, silently pleading for you to give her a moment to breathe.
Despite her nails scratching at your thighs, the pleasure you're experiencing overrides any discomfort.
Bahiyyih's mind teeters on the edge of surrender, her mouth drooling excessively. Her chest and stomach cave in, desperate for a breath of air.
"Shit, shit, shit! Oh, fuck! Your mouth feels so damn good, Hiyyih-ah. It's not just for singing, huh?" you remark, your hips continuing to rock back and forth.
She gags even harder, trying to stretch her jaws wide to find some relief from the continuous harsh motion while enduring your balls repeatedly smack against her chin, causing her saliva to splatter everywhere.
As you feel your climax approaching, you abruptly withdraw from her mouth. Her stomach heaves, and she collapses to the floor, coughing up a wad of spit and gasping for air.
"Now you can breathe all you want, you whiny bitch. Get up!" you command, your cock still throbbing and on the brink of explosion. You grab Bahiyyih's hair and pull her up.
Bahiyyih is too exhausted to speak, only able to shake her head. Irritated by her stubbornness, you rapidly slap her face, turning it red until she stands as straight as she can.
She winces in pain, tightly closing her eyes as she endures the slaps. Her trembling hands are powerless to shield her face.
You cease the slapping and wrap your fingers around her neck, while your other hand slips under her knees, lifting one of her legs.
"You better clench that pussy real tight, Hiyyih-ah. I'm going to fuck you hard. At the very least, you deserve that," you announce.
Bahiyyih cries, her body jerking without any will to fight back. She hesitantly places her hands on your shoulders, gripping them tightly as if holding onto the last sliver of hope she has remaining.
You squat down, aligning your hard cock with her pussy, a smirk plastered on your face. Since your hands are occupied holding her, you give the weeping idol a command, “Go ahead. Put it in."
You lock eyes with her before glancing down at her glistening, bald pussy. Bahiyyih follows your gaze, finally getting a good look at the thick meat that damn near choked her.
Now, that repulsive thing is about to be inside her again, and she's gotta do it herself. The only consolation she can think of is that she won't suffer like she did before, as long as your cock is in her pussy.
With that in mind, Bahiyyih slowly grabs hold of your cock, lining it up with her wet folds and after taking a deep breath, she slides your cock into her pussy.
The moment the swollen knob slips in, a blissful hiss escapes your lips as you push forward, invading her slick, velvety canal. She doesn't let go, as if she's in control of how you fuck her.
Bahiyyih can feel the wide stretch inside her as your cock buries itself deeper. Her head instinctively knocks against the wall, her mouth gaping open, and a low huff escaping her lips.
It's a whole new sensation compared to when you fingered her. This time, the slow feeling of being filled starts to consume her. No need for you to force your entire cock inside when she willingly thrusts her hips forward.
Leaning back a bit, you take a look down, letting out a chuckle at the sight of her pussy lips tightly gripping the base of your cock. Her one leg planted on the floor is tiptoeing while the toes of the raised leg are curling.
"You really are a fucking slut, aren't you?" you remark as you pull out.
"Ahh!" she moans, completely oblivious to your comment, her entire focus locked on the growing pleasure pulsating within her heated core. One hand aimlessly scratches the wall beside her head.
Completely convinced that she won't put up a fight anymore, you release her neck and hold her slender waist, fucking Bahiyyih with fierce intensity, reclaiming the orgasm that you cut short earlier.
Her pussy clings to your cock, tight and gripping, as her natural juices flow abundantly, making the slide in and out of her moistness a breeze.
Leaning forward, you shoot your hips upward, splashing and sloshing inside her drenched warmth, your balls smacking against her flushed cunt with a satisfying thud.
Your grunts grow louder with each hard thrust, matching her erratic moans. She becomes increasingly vocal, her back arching involuntarily, her body sinking lower as her legs weaken over time.
"Oh fuck! Your pussy... Haa! I'm really gonna cum this time... Shit!"
In the nick of time, you scoop up her other leg, lowering her body as you lean forward, battering the idol's swollen pussy without holding back as if your very existence depended on it.
Knowing that you might face the consequences later, you go all out, giving it everything you've got in an uninhibited, wild frenzy, taking full advantage of the moment.
You pull Bahiyyih close, pressing your cock deep inside her, not caring about anything else as the tip hits something inside her. The room is filled with the scent of sex as you release fresh white semen, coating her insides.
Bahiyyih feels a tickling within her womb. Her body spasms, and she lets out strained groans, her arms awkwardly reaching out for nonexistent support against the wall.
One leg stiffens while the other moves as if walking on air, her toes curling in pure ecstasy.
As the pleasure subsides, you slowly withdraw your cock with a wet "plop," removing your hands from her legs. She slides down the wall and collapses onto the floor.
Her legs twitch, still spread wide, as your cum oozes out of her well-used pussy and trickles down to her asshole.
"Stay spread like that, Hiyyih-ah. It suits you so much more," you degrade her, scoffing as you pull up your boxers and jeans, which had bunched up around your ankles.
Gradually regaining her senses, Bahiyyih closes her legs and collapses sideways, her messy face covered as she sobs, her arms shielding her from the world.
You check your phone and see numerous texts from the other managers and members. You quickly reply, making an excuse about having a stomach ache.
Glancing at Bahiyyih's pitiful state, you give one last command, "Get yourself cleaned up. The others are looking for you. Good thing I didn't ruin your fancy clothes, or you'd have to walk out naked."
Despite putting on a tough front, fear starts to creep in as the adrenaline wears off. But one thing is certain—you have no regrets.
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They had been pretty lucky thus far- evading claws that tried to snatch them up, jaws that tried to trap them within, and hungry predators that saw an easy mark. Today wasn't one of those victorious days.
Swiftly, before they could react, a hand snatched them out of their hiding spot. "There you are..." A voice growled from above. "Did you think I wouldn't find you in my own home?" You're face to face with your captor, a smug smirk on their face as they studied you. "I must say, I admire your boldness...but your luck has just ran out, my little morsel. That chase worked up an appetite, and I have a friend that's very eager to meet you..."
They grinned, flashing their teeth as they patted their stomach. Their prey wriggled in their grip, struggling to get free. "N-no! You can't do this!" "Oh, but I can! What's a cute little thing like you going to do about it? Squeak for help?" The predator laughed, lifting them up above their mouth. "It'll be much easier for you to just accept your fate as food...now, so long~"
They opened their mouth wide, dropping the tiny into their mouth and swiftly closing their jaws around them. They could feel them fighting against their tongue as it sampled them, squirming against their confines as they tilted their head back...and swallowed. All that fight was for nothing as they sent that squirmy lump to their stomach. "Ahh, there we go...you're all mine~ Maybe I should've let you call for help? Seconds sounds wonderful right now..."
They felt their little snack enter their stomach, shoving around as the walls apparently closed in. They waited a few moments before speaking again. "...w-was that good? I've never really done anything like that before. Was that enough menace?"
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harrysfolklore · 1 year
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hiii, could you do a part 2 to taylor giaviasis blurb??? she just had a baby girl and it would be top tier dadrry content 🥹
here it is ! some dad!harry for the soul 🥹 i hope you like it
CHECK OUT PART ONE | MY PATREON
ask me anything | masterlist | likes and reblogs are appreciated !
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yourinstagram Our family is getting bigger 😭🎉Baby #2 is on the way ! Can’t believe bubs is going to be a big brother 🥺
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harryfan1 OMG HARRY WILL BE A DAD AGAIN
jefezoff I love this family so much ♥️
gemmastyles I can’t believe I’m going to be an auntie again I’m losing my mind
harrystyles Thank you for making me a daddy again, there’s no one else in this world I would want this with x
harryfan2 OMFGG I HOPE THEY HAVE A BABY GIRL
harryfan3 harry is going to have his second child i feel so old right now
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harrystyles Three become four x
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harryfan1 CONGRATULATIONS HARRY
taylorswift Congratulations 💖 Much love to your beautiful family, I can’t wait to start knitting blankets for the little squish on the way 🥲
↳ harryfan2 TAYLOR ????
↳ taylorfan1 “cold was the steel of my axe to grind for the boys who broke my heart, now i send their babies presents” 🥹
adele ♥️
harryfan3 OKAY BUT HARRY STYLES FATHER OF TWO ???? HELL YES
billieeilish Where do i sign up to be part of this family??😩
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zanelowe A very special conversation with @harrystyles on paternity, music and balancing personal life and the spotlight. Coming this Monday at 10am pt. @applemusic
[LINK TO THE BLURB ABOUT THE INTERVIEW]
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harryfan1 OHHH
harryfan2 i can’t wait to listen to this
harryfan3 i know zane wouldn’t fail us
harryfan4 YEEES
YN’S INSTAGRAM STORIES
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dilfrrystyles WE MET HARRY TODAY !! we asked him how was yn doing and his reply was "she's amazing, getting more gorgeous by the second" and he also said that they might know what they're having soon and he's excited MY HEART I CANT BELIEVE THIS HAPPENED
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harryfan1 OMFG CONGRATS
harryfan2 AHH I LOVE FATHER HARRY
harryfan3 knowing him, he won't tell us what they're having
harryfan4 i still can't belive he's going to have another child
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yourinstagram Put your favorite baby girl names down below 🌸
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harryfan1 OH MY GOOOOD
annetwist I love my little girl already ❤️
harryfan2 HARRY STYLES GIRL DAD OMFG
harrystyles She’s not allowed to have boyfriends already
↳ harryfan3 he’s going to be one of those annoying dads lol
jefezoff Jeffrina
↳ harryfan1 WHAT THE HELL 😭😭😭
↳ yourinstagram GTFO
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harrystyles It’s coming to an end, and it’s almost time to meet our baby girl. As you reach the final stage of your pregnancy, I can’t help but be in awe of you. You’re the best mom to our bubba and you’ll be the best mom to our little girl. Thank you for putting up with the changes in your body, the hormones and pain. I love you, and I admire you.
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harryfan1 HAAAARRRYYYY
lukehemmings 🥺🥺🥺💓
gemmastyles I love you both so much
harryfan2 if my husband doesn’t love me like this i’m divorcing
yourinstagram I’m a very, very pregnant woman about to pop and this doesn’t help with the hormones at all, i love you 🥲
harryfan3 THE BABY MUST BE COMING REALLY SOOOON
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celebrityleaks Harry Styles photographed outside a hospital today in London. It’s most likely that his daughter was born this weekend
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harryfan1 FUCK PAPS
harryfan2 come on be respectful give them some privacy
harryfan3 harry is officially a father of two ???
harryfan4 this is not the way news should’ve come out ://
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yourinstagram Two weeks ago after five hours of labor my baby girl entered the world. Birth is a wild yet magical thing. Thank you to my doctors, midwife, family and friends for all that you did for me. And most importantly, thank you to my life partner for making this child with me, for physically holding me up while i brought her to the world and for being the best father to grace this earth.
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harryfan1 OHHHH MY GOD
pillowpersonpp 🥺🥺🥺💓
harryfan2 HARRY IS A FATHER OF TWO
harrystyles There’s no one I would rather have as a life partner. Thank you for being the mother of my children. You’re the love of my life
↳ harryfan3 HARRYYYYY STOP
gemmastyles Bubba is going to be the best big brother ever 🥺🥺 my babies ❤️
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harrystyles My daughter has been part of our world for two weeks. Bubba is in love with his little sister and he’s willing to do anything for her and that’s such a sight to see. I feel like the luckiest man on the planet because this is my family. Thank you to everyone who has sent out love and joyous wishes, my family feels your love every day.
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harryfan1 HARRY ILYSM
selenagomez Much love to your beautiful family ✨
harryfan2 i can’t believe he has two kids now
yourinstagram Thank you for giving me the family of my dreams, hubby
↳ harryfan3 STOP IT RIGHT NOW
lukehemmings 💖💖💖
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diagonal-queen · 5 months
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hello!! how are you doing??<3 may i have hunting dogs with silent s/o??? teruko platonic ofc:3 thanks if you do
Hunting Dogs with a Silent S/O
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♡ pairing: Fukuchi Ouchi, Jouno Saigiku, Tecchou Suehiro, Teruko Okura, Tachihara Michizou x gn!Reader
♡ synopsis: How are they with an S/O who doesn't speak?
♡ cw: Swearing, I'm under the assumption that reader is completely silent either because they can't or won't speak, so...yeah!
note: I'm finally fucking posting something, so I'm honestly doing pretty fantastic! I know it's kinda short though I'm sorry T-T It's getting increasingly harder to find new panels of the Hunting Dogs to make banners out of. Like I spend a DISGUSTING amount of time on them and they don't even look good help </3 anyway Teruko solos, I apologise for errors and I hope you enjoy x
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Fukuchi:
Fukuchi 'look upon and admire my adorable silent partner or face my wrath' Ouchi
I know I keep saying this but I physically can't see him being anything but extremely proud of his partner and wanting to show you off at any chance he can, no matter how silent you are
If you're up to it, sit with him at meetings and follow him around when he runs errands this man LOVES your company!
As such, he doesn't mind your silence. In fact, he thinks it's endearing, and will find alternative ways for you to communicate that make you the most comfortable
(I mean all of this in the most manly macho war hero way possible btw)
To be honest he's not the best at reading you at first, but just give it a little more time and you're like an open book to him. He is that meme where you're sad and then he wakes up in a cold sweat like 'something is deeply wrong'
Of course this is assuming that you've opted not to sleep in the same bed, which he's also fine with, but like, Fukuchi despite being a literal global hero is also a pathetic man who will turn up at your house in the wee hours of the morning because he couldn't sleep because he could sense that YOU couldn't sleep
He is both parts cool and just downright pitiful. Maybe you'll actually be the one taking care of him (behind closed doors of course)
Jouno:
"Excuse me they asked for no pickles" ahh boyfriend
He loves that you're silent. Not only can he already tell how you're feeling regardless because of your body language and other factors, but he also doesn't need to worry about any potential scares or distractions from your voice. Win-win
He's actually a little curious as to why you don't talk but he waits for you to tell him of your own accord rather than asking outright (and if you ask him to keep it a secret he does)
He's more than happy to speak for you at any point. Like if someone asks you a question, he answers for you if you want him to, or if the question is rude he's like 'hey leave my partner alone you pathetic fuck'
Jouno's just a little bit possessive. He just really, really strikes me as the type
Since you don't talk to him, your love language manifests in other ways. He loves when you cling to him, buy him little presents or help him with stuff, he genuinely really appreciates it.
And, honestly, he gives you more than enough compliments to make up for it <3
When you guys are out in public (not when he's at work) you're almost always holding hands. It's like you're glued to each other
Jouno doesn't need to hear you speak at all. The sound of your heartbeat is more than enough for him <3
Tecchou:
I mean...talk about a quiet couple
I feel like the only times Tecchou really even talks are when he's spoken to first, or when he's like talking to a suspect or a witness or whatever his job needs. He's certainly not a man of many words at the very least
Your time is spent together just in each others' presence and that's more than enough for him. Regardless of whether or not you have any conversation he loves your company
If he's given any options for something or any decisions to make ever without fail he'll always turn to you with a blank face and ask what you think, and wait for you to either nod and shake your head
He honestly might find it a little easier to communicate nonverbally with you and that's why he enjoys it so much. (if it isn't already established I am a firm believer in autistic Tecchou)
You two establish little ways of communicating with one another, like a squeeze of the hand means 'I love you' for example. It's honestly really adorable
At this point you could have whole conversations without saying anything. You two are the telepathic communication meme. Everyone else is confused, even Jouno is confused, he has NO idea what's happening
Man, he just loves everything about the way you are. And he'll squeeze your hand many times so that you know it
Teruko (platonic):
Let's be real she does enough talking for the both of you
Teruko is SO FUCKING LOUD, man. Even if you did talk, you're not quite sure you'd be able to hear your own voice. You sure as hell can't hear your own thoughts already
Teruko might have prodded at you for a while when you first met, trying to provoke you into talking. But you didn't let up with your silence and she decided that she liked you as you were anyway.
She really doesn't seem like someone who you should try talking over or interrupting tbh
If anyone else did that to you though, they'd be getting decked (I know I say this in EVERY Teruko post but I adore the idea of her being the 'only I'm allowed to be mean to you' friend)
Unlike the others she probably doesn't always wait to get your opinion. She'll be like 'do you wanna hang' and then before you indicate any answer she's got you by the wrist and has started dragging you around
But she loves you so much for real. Will stick up for you, will include you in things, and will make you feel VALUED.
Like Jouno, is also an 'Excuse me they asked for no pickles' person
Except she'd probably just take the pickles off and launch them at the poor cashier let's be real. And you just have to give them an apologetic look T-T
Tachihara:
He's friends with Gin. If you think he has an issue with your quietness you're a little stupid sorry <3
He thinks it's endearing and will still engage with you just as much as anyone else, like even if you're arguing or something he'll still like pause and wait for you to argue back before continuing T-T
Not that I imagine you'd argue very much but he's a stubborn guy fr (goodluck if you're also stubborn (I'm NOT projecting))
If you primarily communicate in sign language, he'll learn it for you. He might not be perfect but goddamnit he'll TRY.
He's already pretty good at reading your facial expressions and minute body language, so like a lot of the time if he sees your eyebrow twitch a certain way or some shit he'll just be like 'you look happy babe :)' or like 'you look sad what's wrong :('
Sometimes it feels a little random but it's just because he cares about you <3
The two of you text each other ALL the time. Like even from across the room and stuff. He probably did it one day to be a goof but the habit stuck and now its your guys' thing
And everyone else can always tell when you're doing it because the pair of you are just smiling down at your phones and occasionally glancing at each other (Teruko probably bullies you guys rip
You guys might have your little quirks or whatever but who cares? You're still fucking adorable anyway
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malleusarcanum · 10 months
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⚠️: make sure you're not eating
Mc: *pulled the wrist of Sebek vigorously* you owe me a brief discussion about-
Sebek: Human! Why would you come up with such uncommon subject.
Mc: What? I haven't said much...
Sebek: don't underestimate my knowledge my human friend. I already know what your discussions about.
Mc:....
Sebek: do you really want to discuss this.
Mc: Ahh.. yes that's what I'm here for
Sebek: Well if that's what you desire
Mc: ???
*Sebek looked at his pants and starts to unlock his belt*
Mc: what are you doing?
Sebek: discussing about my brief---
*almost unziping his pants*
Mc:what?!!! THE HECK!! THATs NOT IM---
*stopped after hearing the creak of the door then looked who opened it*
Riddle: Disgraceful...
Trey : Why only...the two of you?
Deuce: What..
Cater: the...
Ace: F***
Vil: the bird is ready to soar
Rook: Je n’en reviens pas!
Epel: the horror
Jack:?!
Leona: Why not mine?
Ruggie: Not the time for those
Azul: My contracts are available for memory erasure...
Floyd: this is more worse than on tv
Jade: you just said what's on my mind.
Ortho: hey I can't see! *Jeered while struggling to take off Idia's hand on his eyes*
Idia: some things in this world are not meant for little ones
Jamil: We should have rescheduled this meeting
Kalim: So that's why they're missing
Silver: I wish this is just a dream.
Lilia: Mc! Sebek! How could you?!!!
Mc: T-this was j-just a misunderstanding!!
Jade: tsk, tsk tsk looks like she is no longer innocent
Floyd: Off all creatures?! Why Sebek!
Sebek: Well she said about brief discussions....
*all of their heads turned to Mc waiting for an explanation with eyes almost aching to kill*
Mc: not in a literal way!!! it means I need to talk to him about something!!!
All of them: about? *Eyes still fixing on Mc with disbelief*
Mc: about..... * Doesn't want to tell the secret only Sebek knows. That they broke the queen of hearts statue.*
Leona: alright I'll forgive you as long as you ask mine?
Riddle: as if she'd ask to a potato sack.
Ruggie: speak for yourself tomato head!
Ace: No one talks to riddle like that! Except me...
Jack: were you saying something? *Said while punching his fist together*
Deuce: Why can't you shut your mouth in times of trouble? *whispered to ace*
Ace: I can't stop when I'm pissed!
Deuce: then control yourself! I'm not a babysitter watching out a kid bragging nonsense.
*they started to fight and all of them watched as they do*
*Floyd secretly hold the hand of mc out of the meeting room*
Floyd: Let's get out of here shrimpy
Lilia: Hey! Where'you taking her?!
*Lilia's voice is too loud it reached everyone's ears and their eyes fumed once they saw Floyd ready for battle*
Vil: So this is a battle to whom apple will do it.
Mc: D*mmit just stop the nonsense
Azul: can't hold back to such divine price
Kalim: Charge!
*they fought at each other, throwing various magic while speaking sharp interactions that filled the room with war like scenery*
*Mc wrenched it jaws*
Mc: When I count to three and no one stops!
*Thinking of what can make them stop*
Mc: No one will receive a lick on a neck from my own tongue!!!!
Mc: one!
*they already stopped*
Mc: .....
Mc: Curse you d*mn brain
Malleus: Mc! Want to taste my egg!
*exclaimed after entering*
*all of them turned their heads on him ready for another round*
Malleus: what did I miss?
*tilted his head while holding a plate of well cooked and mouth watering omelette*
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tan1shere · 6 months
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Motel Whore
Ellie Williams x female reader !
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A/n: ahh you guys after awhile its finally hereeee. Sorry for the wait life's been hectic and I'm not doing the best right now :( going through a pretty difficult breakup that's quite honestly tearing me apart but I hope you guys enjoy this!
Summary: You and Ellie started a fwb. But you want more. She doesn't see that nor notice how you've been acting. You're just her. Motel Whore. (Yes this is based off of the song Motel Whore by Nessa Barrett!)
Warnings: smut, angst, just sadness. Ellies a bit of an ass. Jealousy, slightly rapey Ellie if ya squint. We won't pay attention to that cuz we all know she's a sweetheart and wouldn't do that. Suggestive language. Like always MDNI
Masterlist
Pt 2!
It was just one night. Turning into two. Turning into a week. Months. Almost a year and you still don't know how you're here. Doing this with your friend Ellie. You always thought it'd be easy, the whole friend's with benefits thing, just a simple fuck then leave. You had no feelings for eachother. Wrong. It was the complete opposite. You started getting more attached as the weeks went by. But you had agreed to her request. 'No feelings involved' and 'this isn't a forever thing' you and Ellie were both single.
And you had agreed that it was a good idea to do this until you could fill that void. On the first night you two had slept together you had told her you were sick of being lonely and having to get off by yourself. You said it mindlessly just ranting to a friend. Until she came up with the idea. You were getting in too deep and you had no idea what to do about it.
You were currently at your friends, Dinas. To be exact. A mutual friend of you and Ellie. She had no idea about your secret life with her, no one did for that matter. It was hush hush. That was another agreement that you both made at the start. But secretly. You wanted the whole world to know. Why? You honestly couldn't even answer that. Because, you had no clue yourself.
"Hello, earth to Y/n. I'm talking to you babe." She blurts out, snapping you out of your thoughts. "Oh yeah, sorry." You mumble. "What's up, you seem off." You shake your head. "Nothing, I'm fine." You give her a reassuring smile. But knowing how Dina was she didn't buy it one bit. She was going to pry, but knowing you'd tell her eventually she let's it go.
"Right well, I asked if you wanted to go out for dinner on Saturday." You look straight at her. Fuck, you were suppose to be meeting Ellie. You always did on a Saturday. Or whenever one of you needed a good fuck. "Uhmm, can we make it Friday?" You try to negotiate. She furrows her brows. "I'm going out with Jesse on Friday, he has a date planned." You flop on the bed. "You guys are so cute." She laughs at the pout on your lips. "You'll find it. Trust me. It may even be close you never know." You scoff. "Doubt it." She then thinks for a moment. "Sunday could work?" You smile at her. "Sounds like a plan."
It was now Saturday you were just driving to the motel of this time. Ellie would always text you the address of some crappy motel. It was never the same one, but if it was it would've been months since you went. Where you lived there was a shit ton of em around. So you rarely ever had to visit them twice. You get out of your car and go up to the number she texted you. "Room 147." You speak, going to knock on it, guessing she's already there.
She opens it welcoming you in. You follow, immediately being kissed by her, she was desperate, and honestly so were you. You always can't wait to see her on your planned days, even when they aren't you can't wait to be by her. "God I missed you." You let out a giggle. "It was only 2 days ago since we last did this Ellie." You smile at her as she takes her hoodie off. "Yeah. 2 days too long." She continues to kiss you. Making you let out a soft sigh into her mouth. "I want to ruin you angel." She'd always call you that during these moments.
You were quite different from most of your friends, you would dress with whites, baby pinks, golds, just any baby color really. You weren't super girly and childish but you had this aura about you that was ethereal. Honestly angelic. Ellie fed on that. She was the complete opposite. She loved fucking you senseless, ripping you apart so to speak. She adored how soft you were. Although you weren't completely innocent. This was the most you've done with any body. You always would do stuff to yourself. But what Ellie didn't know. Was she was your first.
"Ruin me Els.. please." You needed it. You craved it. And she loved that. She loved having you completely under her control. She moves her incredibly soft lips against your neck, putting your hands in her hair gently tugging at her locks, making her groan against your skin. She leads you to the bed getting ontop of you, starting to move down your now naked body. You were panting, it was getting hotter in the room. Both of your bodies radiating heat, making both of you going mental for one another. "Gunna dick you down sweetheart." And she did, just that.
It was now after and like always she was getting dressed immediately. You were always left sitting there, feeling sorry for yourself. "I've been meeting up with some other girls that I've met recently for a quick fuck and I'm meeting one of them right now." She states as she puts her jeans back on. You felt something brew in your stomach. Was it jealousy, disgust? "Oh, I see, well have fun." She grabs her keys. "If you can't be bothered going home, I booked this room out for the night so you can just stay here if you'd like." You look at the bed sheets contemplating your whole life right now. "Right." She then leaves not uttering another word.
Room 147.
Just for the night.
Said I was heaven.
That's without saying goodbye.
It was now a Wednesday. You had been in your apartment just tidying up a bit you could not stop the thought of Ellie. It was intoxicating. And you couldn't quite tell if that was a bad or good thing. You tried to take your mind off of it, but this was all slowly getting to you. You knew what you signed up for. But at the same time it's like she's doing it on purpose. You needed your brain to just shut up for a quick second. Then you got a stupid. Stupid idea. Thinking itd help.
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You shook your head. It shouldn't hurt the way it does. You're not even dating her. But oh how it did. The image of her tattooed hand rubbing up some other girls thigh. It made you want to physically puke. But you needed to stop that feeling. You were both single. You had no rule over her. Which meant neither did she. Maybe you should go out more find someone else. You just shake your head again, waiting to see how later pans out.
Later came round slow. You'd been feeling off all day. You don't know why this would make you feel better because honestly you always felt like shit afterwards. You felt used. Even if you wanted this it just felt worthless, were you wasting your time? Should you just call it quits before it's too late. What if it is too late. You were already at the said motel, sitting on the bed waiting. She then comes through the door, looking like she's in a rush. You furrow your brows at her. "Sorry stayed a bit longer." You just nod. Knowing it was one of the girls she's been doing it with alongside you. "You alright love?" She asks as she takes off her jeans. It felt wrong. This all felt so wrong.
You lie. "Yeah I'm good. Just really bored Els. Needed you." What are you doing. Why hurt yourself like this. She smirks, getting on the bed with you. "Yeah baby? How badly hm." She leans closer to your face inches away. Leaning down to kiss you, you relish in it. She begins taking your clothes off, leaving you in your specifically picked out lingerie. It was red, with lace, and silk. You'd hope that maybe this will get her to notice you as something more. See you in something as special. But oh boy were you. Wrong. Making you feel even more stupid as she takes it off, no comment, no nothing. You felt cold. And not because of the fact you were naked. You felt icy, inside and out. You felt that pukey feeling again.
And just like everytime you two fuck, she was up and about to leave again. "So uhm where are you going?" You ask, knowing the answer but still asking regardless. "One of the other girls." You nod. "Do any of them know about me?" She looks up at you, your figure still on the bed. "No. No one knows about this. And that's what we agreed on right?" You nod, looking at her. "Have fun." Your response was cold. Cold like your body.
Am I just a secret.
You love to hide.
Turn off your location when, you come over late at night.
You were currently out with Dina, doing your usual girly shopping, trying on all sorts of clothes and shoes. "Hey what do you think of these pumps?" She asks. You nod. "Suit you." You say bluntly. You don't particularly like the mood you've acquired over the last few months, but you had yourself to blame for that one. "Ok what is up your ass girl. And you are telling me this time." You sigh. "Nothing Dee I'm just not in a good place right now." You softens her look. "Please just talk to me. I'm worried about you babe." You hated that, you never ever wanted to worry. Or upset anyone, at all. "Promise to talk to you in future." You give her a smile. "You better." She winks at you.
"Right anyways, positive vibes. I saw this cute skirt that was definitely you. Wanna go try it on?" You nod smiling genuinely this time. You continued to do this, going around the stores when you got a text.
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You absolutely hated yourself for getting into it. You should've stopped sooner but you just can't. And you still don't know why. You couldn't keep treating yourself like this it's time this ends.
You arrive at the motel that she mentioned. Knocking on the door, quickly getting tugged in. She's immediately kissing you, your lips, your neck. She slides her thumb over your bottom lip. You let out a breath. "Ellie-"
"Shhh. I need to fuck the shit out of you angel. Need it." You just nod, giving consent but not fully in the mood for this. You're so stupid. What is wrong with you, you're so blinded. She takes your clothes off, getting you to lay on the bed, but she thinks for a moment. "Uh uh, ass up." You look right at her. "Bu-" She flips you over, going to grope your ass, your face hiding in the pillow. She attached her strap, without any thought pushing into you rough. And hard. You let out a slight gasp.
"Fuck. I needed this." She mumbles, watching as it goes in and out of you. "Using you as I please." And for the first time in all of this mess, you felt tears, hot well needed tears. You're so thankful she couldn't see your face. But it truly hurt. Usually those words wouldn't get to you. But it's how you've been feeling. Used. Abused. In a mental way. It was hurting. Every little bit of it hurt. This feeling wasn't at all good, you just wanted it to be over. So. You faked your orgasm. And like always it ended with her leaving and not uttering a word. You were still faced down in the pillows pretending you were sleeping. Although you don't think it made much difference. You just couldn't look at her. Not with your makeup stained face. From the tears.
Check in check out.
One night stay, you're out the door.
You treat me, like a motel whore.
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comicwritesstuff · 2 months
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okay this is so incredibly specific so please feel free to ignore BUT i’ve been wanting to read a fic for ages where the reader is Chase’s childhood best friend from Australia and she moves to New Jersey for a fresh start. She’s staying with Chase while she gets settled, and one day she comes to visit him at lunch at the hospital, where she ends up meeting House and he’s… intrigued by her 👀 either romantic or smut would be so very cool :^D <33 💐
YES. I LOVE THIS PROMPT IM SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG BUT IM FINISHED!!!
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Gregory House x Fem!Chases bsf!Reader
Warnings: None really, just cussing and tooth rotting fluff >:) 3k+ words.
Chase's POV: 
“Well I was just wondering if we could go out sometime, I think you're really-” My attention shifted as y/n's call lit up my phone, interrupting the conversation. It was a more pressing matter than pursuing a one-night stand.
“Excuse me for a moment.” I say walking away, the woman having an annoyed look on her face. 
I answer the phone.
“Hello, y/n? Whats up” 
“Chase! Long time no talk haha.”
“You called me yesterday.”
“Learn to take a joke, anyways, I have some exciting news for you.”
“I’m moving to New Jersey!!” 
“Wait what? Really?”
“Yeah, I kinda forgot to tell you and i'm actually at the airport right now, so I hope you aren't busy tomorrow so you can pick me up.”
“Wow, um alright, yeah I can pick you up, do you have a place to stay?"
“Um…no…” I sigh, “Just stay at mine for now.”
“Don't even with the sigh i’ve known you my whole life you can put the nightly hookups on hold for your best friend.” 
I smirk and shake my head, “Yeah yeah, I’ll see ya tomorrow y/n” 
Y/N’s POV:
I smile as I hang up with Chase, grabbing my luggage and pulling it along the airport. Ahh yes, crying babies, rushed parents, annoying couples and that one insanely attractive person you see for a split second, I love the airport. 
Glancing at my ticket I realize I might have to hurry to make it to the gate, speed walking I see a text from chase, “Have a safe flight.” Let's hope so. 
Time skip (to lazy to write all the details about fucking airports)
Relaxing on a 21-hour flight proved challenging, especially with a toddler nearby. It was unclear whether the toddler would be a source of annoyance or just be tolerable. The flight just started. So to entertain myself I decide to do some digging about Chase's job, he brags about it all the time and the infamous Dr Gregory House. To be honest I thought Chase was gay for a little while with how much he talks about him. Still speculating. 
The plane lifts off and I start my look, at first just looking up Gregory House, a surprising amount of things show up. An article titled, “Gregory House, Talented Doctor? Or a lying Narcissist?” Oh well that's a good first impression.   
Scrolling down I see another article, “The world's greatest doctor, and his deepest secrets” 
Now that's enticing. I click on it only to find out his deepest secrets, including using 3 in one shampoo and how his leg got hurt. I guess people hardly know anything about him. I click on the photos of him, there's only a couple, most of them blurry but to be honest he's pretty good looking from the photos I can see. I’d honestly be gay for him if I was Chase. 
The toddler next to me starts giggling, I glance at her and notice her staring at a picture of House. She's kicking her feet too. That's so relatable. 
For the rest of the flight I find some stuff about this guy named Taub, who somehow also figured out that he cheated on his wife which is why he had to quit. How did I find that out? I took a coding class in 8th grade. (I got lucky) 
Lisa Cuddy the Dean of Medicine, unfortunately only good stuff about her, boring. 
Remy Hadley, oddly, can't find anything on her. 
Eric Foreman, his brothers in jail, fun. 
And the others are just as boring. For the remainder of the flight, the toddler proved surprisingly chill. I passed the time by binge-watching random movies I had downloaded earlier
*Another time skip to plane landing* 
Finally, 21 hours on a fucking plane is horrible. 
I check my phone after I take it off airplane mode, seeing a text from chase a couple minutes ago. 
“I’m at the airport, is your flight done?”
“Yep, wya.”
“I’m parked in the front.”
“That's specific” 
“There's no other front dumbass”
I roll my eyes at his text, and get off the plane as soon as I can. I walk out and see Chase standing outside his car waiting for me. His eyes light up as he spots me, and a grin spreads across his face. Unable to resist, I rush forward and envelop him in a bear hug.
“Man you’re a lot uglier in person” 
I say jokingly, smirking.
“Oh shut up”  
We climbed into his car, and he drove us back to his apartment. When we arrive he helps get my crap into the house, before he gets a call saying he had to head to work. 
Eventually a week or two passes, I've gotten more comfortable in his apartment, applied for a bunch of jobs, and looked for places to stay so I’m not invading his “man” space anymore. Unfortunately there aren't a lot of options, and no jobs have replied to my applications, which is weird since im overqualified, it's almost like they aren’t even getting my applications in the first place. 
I’m doing the dishes when I get a text from Chase.
“Hey, I left my wallet on the counter, so I don’t have money for food, could ya bring it for me?” 
“Nah”
“See you soon”
I breathe out a laugh and grab his wallet, putting a coat on then driving to the hospital. 
When I get there I walk in, looking around before I call Chase, “Where do I go this place is huge” I can hear talking in the background, actually more like arguing. “Uhm just wait at the entrance i’ll be right there.” He says in a whisper.
He hangs up so I just stand there awkwardly waiting, that was a weird ass phone call. To be fair Chase is a weird ass guy with weird ass coworkers so what do I expect at this point. 
Before I see Chase I see Dr Gregory House, limping quickly towards me. And damn he’s even hotter in person than the pictures I saw of him. 
“Hey, no time to explain, you need to come with me.” He grabs my arm dragging me into the elevator. Before it closes I see Chase come out of the stairway, he sprints towards the elevator but it closes. I hear him trying to say something, but it's muffled and I can’t understand it. Wait why the fuck did I even follow House? 
“You're real compliant, you’d make a great hooker.” 
I turn around and side eye him.
“Thanks, so would you.” I say giving a fake smile. 
“Speaking of compliant, why did you drag me away from Chase? What's going on?’’
“I made a bet with Chase.”
“That's really specific and helpful thanks” 
“Oh yeah no problem” 
Sarcastic asshole. 
“If you don’t tell me, I'll stop following you and go with Chase.” 
He rolls his eyes.
“Fine, Mom! The bet is that I can convince you to work as my assistant here.”
“Really? That's it? I need a job. Why would Chase even bet against that?” 
“He thinks you’ll fall in love with me so he doesn’t want that to happen, in his words, “She has a thing for homeless looking, narcissistic assholes with beards.” So he’s trying to prevent it, and he’s sure he can.”  
Damn- I feel so called out. I stay silent before nodding.
“Well to be honest he isn’t wrong.” 
I see House smirk before we get out of the elevator, he hobbles and leads me to his office, locking the door then having me sit down. 
As I sit down in front of his desk, he grabs a ball and starts throwing it against the wall, while sitting down. 
“So are you gonna interview me or something?” 
“Yeah, I’m just waiting for Chase to get back up here so he can watch me interview you.” 
He really is an asshole…it's kinda hot though. 
“Fair enough.” 
We wait a bit before Chase comes jogging up to the door, out of breath, he’s clearly been running plenty. He starts banging on the glass door that House previously locked.
“House!! Y/N! Let me in! This isn’t fair!” He exclaims, House is grinning when he leans over his desk, crossing his arms.
“Okay! Let’s start this interview now.” 
“Y/n! You traitor!” 
Did I abandon my childhood best friend for some disabled doctor? No, I did it for the job. At least that's what I'm telling myself.   
Turning my attention back to House instead of the Australian cry baby outside the door, he asks me, “First question, do you want the job of being my assistant?” 
“Obviously”
“Great! You have the job!” 
I mean, easy enough. I smile and shake my head. This hospital really has some unique people. 
House shakes my hand, grinning as Chase is sitting on the floor defeated outside. 
As the days turned into weeks at Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, I got to know everyone. Cuddy had to actually approve of me working as House’s assistant first, but once she saw a…normal enough individual, she welcomed me into the environment.
Getting to know House better, I found myself drawn to him in ways I hadn’t really expected. The bet between House and Chase, Chase thinking I would fall for House, I took it as a joke, until that joke turned more into reality. 
Despite House being a narcissistic piece of shit, there were small moments that I saw, or shared with him that made me fall for him. Ones where he seemed happy, or just easy to be around. At work he's serious but when Wilson dragged him out to bars, or other social environments, he could actually be fun. And though him being a dick is undeniably attractive sometimes, when he was…”himself” that's how I began to fall for him.  
One day, after an especially tough day for the team, and being forced to go break into houses and get coffee and food, I found myself alone with House in his office. The rest of the team had left, leaving us in a rare moment alone with each other. As I glanced up from the medical chart of the most recent patient, I caught House’s gaze lingering on me, his blue eyes intense and unreadable. 
“Something on your mind, House?” I asked, attempting to break the awkward silence between us. 
He smirked, leaning back in his chair with a casual ease, “Oh just wondering why a catch like yourself doesn’t have a boyfriend, or husband?” He responds, his tone laced with flirtatiousness.
I couldn’t help but chuckle at his response, a faint blush on my cheeks. House and I had gained an uncanny camaraderie, made from me running around doing everyone's paperwork, being the designated “you get to tell patients they are dying!!” person. And as you’d expect people didn’t respect me a lot, but if someone was blatantly mean to me, House would step in and destroy their self esteem in a second and walk away like it meant nothing. That's another thing that I think made me fall for him. 
“Believe me, I’ve been asking myself that a lot too.” I smile, placing the medical chart on his desk. 
“Do you want a boyfriend? Or girlfriend, or a pet or something.” He quips, his eyes looking like they are reading me, studying my every movement and reaction to what he’s saying, it's flattering and uncomfortable at the same time. 
“A boyfriend would be nice.” I say reassuringly, a laugh escaping me as I shake my head in amusement.
“Alright let's say *hypothetically* I asked you out. *hypothetically* what would your response be?” 
Raising an eyebrow I ask, “Are you trying to go on a date with me?”
“I said hypothetically, now answer the question.” 
A smirk plays on my lips as I roll my eyes in a mock annoyance. 
“Well.” I say, “Hypothetically, I would say yes.” 
“Great, meet me for dinner at (some random fancy place idk u make up a name i'm too lazy to), wear something cute.” 
 With that, he sauntered out of the office, leaving me to think about what just happened. Glancing at the clock, I realized I had just enough time to get ready for our “hypothetical date.” 
The anticipation bubbled within me, standing outside (IDK A RESTAURANT NAME IT), waiting for House to arrive. My heart raced with nervous excitement, unsure what to expect from a…unique…guy like House. I had used all the time I had to work on my outfit, settling for a simple dress (or suit, or just anything you're comfy in :) ). 
As I scanned the busy street, searching for any sign of House, I heard the obnoxiously loud sound of a motorcycle approaching. House rode in, parking his bike before getting off and walking (limping) towards me. My breath caught in my throat as I saw him, he looked impossibly handsome, in a tailored suit that made his rugged charm come out, good god he looked fine. 
“Y/n,” he greeted with a warm smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners in genuine affection. “That outfit makes your ass look nice.” 
I scoff playfully, hitting his arm. “So much for acting like a gentleman, at least you look like one.” 
He chuckled, offering me his arm in a more gentlemanly gesture. “Yeah yeah, shall we?” 
With a nod, I looped my arm through his, savoring the warmth of his touch as we mad our way into the restaurant. The ambiance was elegant and inviting, with a soft candlelight casting a warm glow over the decor. 
As we were seated at a table in a quiet corner of the restaurant, I couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement in my chest. I’m finally going out with House, damn Chase was totally right. 
Throughout the evening, our conversation flowed surprisingly easily between us. I had half expected him to be rude or stuck up, but he seemed actually interested in me, in my life. He was asking questions, laughing and joking with me. Sharing stories of his own, and treating me like an actual human. Honestly it was scaring me a bit, but it was making me fall harder for him. 
House raised an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes. ‘So, tell my Y/N. What’s the most embarrassing thing that's happened to you?” 
I laughed, shaking my head as I thought about the memory. “Well, there was this one time in college-” 
“Let me guess,” House interrupted, a smirk playing on his lips. “It involved copious amounts of alcohol and very questionable decisions?” 
I chuckle and nod in agreement. “You could say that. Long story short, I ended up streaking through the campus fountain at three in the morning. I'm pretty sure Chase might still have a video of it still.”
House raises an eyebrow, an amused laugh coming from him. “I wish I could say I was surprised, oh and also. I am finding that video.” He states, with a determined and mischievous grin. 
The dinner continues and our connection just seems to get stronger, fueled by shared laughter, stories of shit Wilson and him did in college, things Chase and I did in highschool. With each passing moment, I found myself more and more under House’s spell, captivated by the complexity of himself, his character. His gaze, laughter, even his personality. Maybe it was the wine or something, but House was being nice, he had charisma, and was being attractive in general.  
I don’t even realize that we’ve spent almost three hours in the restaurant just talking. I check my phone seeing that it's 9:30 already. We had got and paid the check awhile ago, but had stayed to talk longer. The restaurant closes at 10, and I felt a sudden pang of disappointment that our date was close to being over with. I didn’t want it to end, I was savoring this moment I was having, this seemingly perfect night. 
When the waiter arrived to take our dessert order, I couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment that the evening was drawing to a close. I wasn't ready for it to end—I wanted to savor every moment, to prolong the magic of our time together for as long as possible.
House notices my look of disappointment, “I’m aware how amazing I am, but if its up to me, this won’t be our last date.” 
A smile tugs at the corners of my mouth, my cheeks heating up as I blush. The butterflies in my stomach going absolutely insane. 
So with a quick glance around the restaurant, I rose from my seat, House grabbed my hand as he led me towards the exit. 
Stepping out into the cool night air, I felt a sense of happiness coursing through me. This was it, the beginning of a new relationship, a surprisingly healthy one so far. 
As House’s hand tightened around mine, his touch sent sparks of electricity coursing through my veins. I knew now that maybe Chase knows me better than I know myself, in all fairness he predicted this, but right now I wasn’t afraid to admit this, to admit the undeniable attraction that I had towards Dr Gregory House. 
His touch leaves mine, his hand pulling as we stand in front of the restaurant, close to each other, staring in each other's eyes. I glance at his lips before leaning in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips, not sure if he expected it, but I pull back.
“Goodnight House. I’ll see you tomorrow.” And with that I walk away, to my car. When I get in my car, I look in the mirror, seeing House standing there with a lovestruck grin, one a child would have over some school crush. But it was cute, he was cute. And this was just the beginning of an annoyingly predicated relationship with a Vicodin addicted, asshole, who I suspect has a soft spot for me.
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albonious · 6 months
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hiii hope u dont mind me asking, but could u recommend ur favorite galex long fics out there? also!! ur fic u have pinned i read it before we even were mutuals and it's SO GOOD one of my favs!!
ahh thank you so much, i'm glad you liked it!!
i don't know what you consider a longfic but since there are barely any 50k+ galex-centered fics i will list my favourites that are 20k+ lol
all green lights by venerat (22k) f1 driver george texts the wrong number after a hookup and he and non-famous alex start texting, and then they accidentally meet in a club.
it's you i fell into by glitterbb (@yesterdayiwrote) (22k) george and alex go on married at first sight and get married to each other.
nothing but teeth by crescenteluce (@janinaduszejko) (25k) george finds out alex has hooked up with guys and becomes obsessed with it, so they end up hooking up as well and not talking about their feelings (but what else is new).
you and me till the end of time by alltimecharlo (28k) george has a four-year-old daughter and alex is her preschool teacher, and actually, his daughter's preschool teacher is really cute, george thinks.
wait 'till the world is mine by lewisshamilton (@georgerussells) (30k) this is a classic. george finds out he's the crown prince of the uk and alex is with him through all his struggles.
who's that guy? by ohmygaslys (singsweetmelodies) (@singsweetmelodies) and welightitup (@welightitup) (31k) a new girl au! if you (like me) have never seen new girl, yuki, pierre and alex live together and after max and daniel moved out, they needed two new roommates, who end up being (surprise surprise) george and charles, who also happen to be alex' and pierre's exes. george and charles think pierre and alex are dating, pierre and alex think george and charles are dating and yuki is just so. incredibly. done with them all.
what do i know? show me the right way to go. by tiredtiredsharl (34k) musician alex and actor george used to date, but broke up and became strangers. years later, they reconnect because the band alex is in is writing the theme for the james bond movie george will be playing in.
champagne gold by lewisshamilton (@georgerussells) (34k) alex, son of the uk's prime minister, and george, crown prince of the uk, fall in love. it's as simple as that. (loosely inspired by rw&rb).
ode to a conversation stuck in your throat by prettyrotten (@prettydangrotten) (40k) loads and loads of miscommunication, they both can't talk about their thoughts for shit and it's so awkward but it's so damn rewarding when they finally get their shit together and talk.
confide in me by glitterbb (@yesterdayiwrote) (45k) alex, writing for a right-wing tabloid, meets george, son of the labour party leader, at a labour party event and against all odds, they fall in love.
if you know some more good galex fics, please send them to me, i am desperate for some more content of them!
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marycorcaroli · 8 months
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dancer!luffy.
fluff !
mary ♡ : i was inspired by "step up 2" and that rain scene with the moose, it was so beautiful that i rewatched it several times. hope you like it ! english is not my first language, i apologize for the mistake.
rules ; masterlist.
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dancer!luffy, who saw you in the crowd of screaming people and ahh, it was a gift for him. your hair was wet from so much rain and fell over your beautiful face that he wanted to see every day, your loving eyes staring at him and unable to tear themselves away, and the smile still on your face, your dimples were the cutest thing in this life and luffy was sure of it. time stood still between you and the two of you, seeing only each other, your hearts melded into one.
you and your presence were all that mattered to luffy now, the rain and the people stopped for you, while you admired looking at luffy, he had never been happier, it seemed like his mouth would burst open if he didn't stop smiling like that, but he couldn't help it, you were here, just a few meters away from him and he can't even move, luffy is so enchanted by you, without realizing it, you've captured his heart in your hands and kept it safe in a box, while you kept pushing his soul away, thinking he was only joking, but for your sake he changed and became different, just so you would believe him.
he had become what he had always wanted to be, but for some reason he had failed every time, and then you came into his life. the person who told him that life wasn't just jokes and that someone could get hurt because of them, told him that he still had to take care of himself, or he wouldn't be able to dance, then how would the world see his talent?
with a quick step approaching him through the crowd and grabbing his palms, luffy twitched and it was like breathing in the freshest air, everything around him started to slowly come alive and his heart skipped the hardest beat and kept doing that, even you could hear it.
luffy wrapped his arms around your back, pulling you even closer to him, afraid that you might pull away and ruin this intimate moment. you held him so gently, your fingers buried in his hair and your face buried in his neck, breathing in the perfume you liked best. this moment was too sudden for you, the feeling that it was all a dream still lingered in luffy's mind, but every time your lips kissed his shoulder, he pushed away his doubts and squeezed you until your bones crunched.
when he pulled away from you for a few seconds, luffy missed your touch again, the touch that brought him back to the warm days when you'd first met and couldn't forget each other. remembering your meeting before bed, luffy knew that cupid was real after all.
"you came..." luffy's hands cupped your face as the pad of his thumb wiped away your tears. "i was looking for you and i'd given up hope, and then i saw you, and believe me, i started breathing again."
hearing you laugh he laughed involuntarily himself, pressing the top of your head to his lips and kissing you right on the forehead.
"well, you said that this performance was very important to you, that you put your heart and feelings into this dance, how could i miss it?" your innocent eyes looked at him and studied his face, it was so surprised but happy at the same time.
while you waited for a response, you didn't realize that luffy's lips were pressed against yours in the most scalding kiss. his wet body pressed against yours again as hard as it could be, literally breaking all the laws of physics. luffy's palms traveled down your back and stroked gently, and a second later he was at your waist, wrapping his arms around it like in the most romantic movies. he felt the real pleasure when you ran your fingers through his hair, tilting your head and deepening your kiss. your teeth clashed, the air in your lungs ran out, your lips turned purple from biting, it was all mixed with an incredible feeling of euphoria as the rain poured down on you and you breathed each other.
neither of you wanted to move away, you had waited too long for this moment and for you it would last forever, no matter who passed by you or what he said, no one would destroy your fusion.
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camryn-haitani · 8 months
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Tell me you need it
sub! Ghostface x dom! FemReader
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He thought you couldn't do it, that you were too inexperienced. Oh he was ever so wrong.
TW: SMUT. dom reader, sub ghostface, tying him up, p in v, riding, blowjob (m receiving), multiple orgasm, knife play, gagging (reader shoves her panties into his mouth to keep him quiet), petnames (pretty boy, sweetheart, baby, good boy), mommy and ma'am used, praise, you flicking his dick, overstimulation, dacryphilia, knife fucking (knife handle in his ass), roommates, no established relationship until the end, aftercare.
my first ever smut, I'm excited for this one. y'all enjoy🖤
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"p-please I'm sorry.... ahh~" he whines. hands bound behind his back, cold knife running down his abdomen. the cool, cold blade gives him goosebumps along his skin.
"why should I? you started this, now finish it like a good boy." dragging the knife across his thighs and over his leaking tip.
"mommy I'm sorry. you're right, you can do this. please lemme cum" the metal cuffs clang as he thrashes around, begging for his release. how did he get in this situation?
*1 hour ago*
the faint groans slip out behind the door. you pass his room, wanting to give him a back game you borrowed but instead you heard something different.
'fuck, god please. just lemme cum.' you heard from a distant in his room, the slick noises from his fleshlight louder than ever. you open the door anyway, knowing what was going on.
"hey! what the fuck, knock next time!" he quickly covers himself. "my bad, I'm just returning your game." you set the case down in his dresser. you stand in the doorway for a good minute.
"the fuck you still doing here? go!" he scowls. "you know, I was gonna offer to help, but nevermind." you turn to face him.
"oh please, like you could make me feel good. in your dreams." fleshlight still in hand around his aching cock.
"you don't think I can do it?" you question. "I know you can't." he challenges.
"wanna bet?"
*now*
and that's how y'all got in this situation. him being tied up with handcuffs, cold knife against his chest, waiting to be used, and your hand slowly pumping his leaky cock.
"you keep bucking your hips up to meet my hand. I've gotta be doing a good job, right sweetheart?" you tease. you move your hands faster until he can't keep up with your rhythm.
"ah! gon- gonna cum. please, mommy! can't take it!" his thighs shake as he cums. you lean your head down to lick up his dripping cock. you start sucking him off to overstimulate him.
"no no no no no no no, mommy I can't no more. it hurts, please." you hear the tears slipping down his pretty face. his voice cracks with every movement of your mouth.
you pick your head up from his dick with a 'pop' sound. he struggles to catch his breath. you pick the knife back up and drag it along his chest, all the way to his inner thigh.
"wha-... what are you doing?" he picks his head up to meet your eyes. he sees the knife go lower and lower down to his perfect asshole. he swallows the lump in his throat he didn't know he had.
he feels the tip of the handle brush against his hole. "hah! moMMY! FUCK!" he moans as more of the handle pushes against his walls. you roll your eyes and take off your panties. you take your soaked underwear and shove them in his mouth. he whimpers as your slick coats his tongue. his muffled moans are mostly covered by your panties, but it doesn't help much. he's still so loud.
"I know it feels good baby, you're hard again." you flick his red tip. he hisses at the sudden pain but pre leaks from his cock. "oh... you like that? you like it when I flick your cock? like this?" you do it again but harder. he flinches and moans at the pain but soon turns into pleasure.
your strokes with the knife become faster as he whimpers and moans louder. the muffled "I'm 'bout to cum" and his pleas tell you to go faster and harder. so you do. before you knew it, his cum streaks all over his stomach and chest.
you take your underwear out of his mouth. "feelin good, pretty boy? you think you can go for one more round?" he instantly nods his head, cock already standing high once again.
you straddle his waist, his dick pressed against his stomach. you straightened it out and line it up with your glistening folds. your hole fluttering with every glide over his tip.
"please! fuck me, ma'am! I need you!" he almost screams out. you listen to his begs and line his tip with your wet hole. you sink down into him and y'all both hiss. 'hes bigger than he looks, fuck' you think to yourself.
rocking your hips back and forth, you had an idea.
"wanna touch me? feel my body?" you ask him, rubbing your hands over your tits and waist. he nods vigorously, wanting to feel your soft body. you lean on the nightstand to grab the keys. he props his body up to let you unlock the cuffs. immediately, his hands are on your waist. lifting you up and down onto his cock.
his forehead up against your shoulder, helping you ride his aching cock. soft whispers of "mommy" against your neck making you closer and closer to the edge. you grab his hand and place his thumb on your clit, rubbing it up and down.
"fuck pretty boy, I'm gonna cum" your stomach tightens with that knot you know all too well. all the nights you've spent touching yourself, thinking it was him. all the nights of silently moaning his name and now you finally get to do it.
"fuck mommy, I'm gonna cum. cum with me please please please." whimpers fall out of his mouth. that's all you needed to hear to push you over the edge. your walls tighten around his cock, you feel his cock twitch more and more with every passing second. both of y'all cum at the same time, feeling his cum coat your walls.
you get off of him and lay next to him. you tilt your head to look at him, but he was already looking right at you.
"you know" he pauses "it's funny. our rooms are right next to each other. and somehow, you thought I couldn't hear you fucking yourself thinking it was me. even if you did whisper my name, our beds are right next to each other walls." he laughs and your face is burning red.
youre the one who became a stuttering mess. "don't worry baby, I love you too" he kisses you as he gets up to clean both of you off
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AHHH I DID IT
hope y'all like it🖤
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moonslie04 · 2 months
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scaramouche x male reader
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Part 7: Raspberry scent
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“Wait so you’re telling me that Lumine, sweet innocent Lumine, fought with someone in highschool? You’re lying.” Scaramouche said, disbelief evident in his voice.
YN let out a laugh, his eyes crinkling as he did so. He nodded as he took a sip of his coke. “I’m being serious!! The guys were making fun of Ae because of his long hair and people at our old school were absolute assholes so they obviously ridiculed him.” YN said, rolling his eyes.
“Holy shit. I’m never pissing her off again. Forever terrified of her.”
They were sitting at McDonald’s. After the disaster that turned out to be YN’s house, Scaramouche had decided that some comfort food would do both of them some good.
“So, tell me about Nahida. Lumine mentioned that she was your sister?” YN said, shoving fries in his mouth.
Scaramouche’s eyes twinkled, “Already talking about me are you? You know if you wanted to know about me, you could’ve just asked.” Scaramouche said, earning himself a half-hearted glare from the [your haircolor],
“She’s not my real sister. When I was 15, I saw her getting bullied by some kids from The Academia. She was around 13 at the time. And ever since then, she’s like a bug that I can't shake off.” Scaramouche said, a small smile on his lips.
“Ahh that’s so cute! I’ve always wanted siblings but never had any..” YN shrugged. “Show me her photos!! If you don’t mind of course”
Scaramouche shook his head, pulling out his phone. He moved his seat closer to YN’s, causing the other boy’s face to bloom red. Scaramouche chuckled under his breath.
He opened his gallery, images of the white haired teen causing him to smile fondly.
“Wait wait! What’s this one?” YN asked, pointing to a photo of Scaramouche playing with an orange cat that Nahida and Scaramouche had found and sort of taken in. She was still a stray but they gave her food everyday and played with her.
“Oh, that’s Pepper. She lives or comes near my dorm and technically Nahida started to feed her everyday but then i also started to feed her.” Scaramouche explained, scrolling through his folder of Pepper.
“Oh, she’s so cute!! I need to meet her!” YN squealed, scooting closer to Scaramouche and leaning.
Scaramouche turned his head, suddenly aware about how close YN was. Very cliche but time seemed to slow down. Scaramouche could smell the raspberry scent of YN’s shampoo, mixed with his perfume which made Scaramouche wonder when the other had time to put it on. His breath hitched as he noticed how easy it would be to kiss YN, how much little distance he would have to move to taste the other’s lips. Scaramouche suddenly felt breathless as he watched YN bite his lip in thought as he scrolled on Scaramouche’s phone. His mind wandered and his thoughts got more scattered.
“Oh Scara, you have a call.” He heard YN’s voice and the melodic voice broke him out of his thoughts. He hummed in response, his eyes refocusing on his phone.
He groaned inwardly as he saw his step-mom’s name flash across the screen. “Gimme a minute. Sorry.” He mumbled, getting up and going outside.
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A/N: Right, im so sorry! i got a new phone and then lost all the images and apps so i had to make new profiles-
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pablitogavii · 1 year
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Para la Victoria!
Spain won!! Vamos Campeoness!!
I know I've been inactive for awhile but I've been working on a series for y'all which still work in progress. Requests are open but I already have so many so don't expect me to able to answer quickly :( I chose them based on inspiration!
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"Vitoriaaaa!!!" everyone around you was screaming, cheering, filming the celebrations all around the stadium while your eyes were glued on your boyfriend hugging his teammates in happiness.
Gavi gave his all to properly prepare for the final end of his season with the national team which included many sacrifices like not being able to be with you as much as he wanted.
He kept re-assuring you that he loves you and that he will give you everything this summer during which you will be his sole focus. He was also not allowed to be intimate the whole week since he started practicing and it was driving him absolutely crazy.
A few days ago..
"Amor, you can't stay the night.." he said while we were on his bed making out with me on too of him and his hands gripping my ass tightly.
"But why???" you whined leaning down and kissing his neck to his chest while he threw his head back holding onto your hair tightly. You were driving him insane!
"Because I can't control myself, amor...I want to fuck you so bad right now...and I can't" he moaned and you smirked nodding your head and kissing his plum lips again.
He promised you that night that the moment this game ends he will fuck you until you couldn't walk for weeks...you were excited to see weather he keeps his promise.
They let you pass to the hallway and Pablo ran off the pitch to meet you and the moment you saw each other you ran and jumped into his arms wrapping your legs round his waist while he held you close kissing your lips passionately not caring about the cameras.
"Here is Gavi..and his girlfriend..certainly excited to celebrate his victory together! They are considered one of the most beautiful couples in Spain currently... Gavi certainly deserves to enjoy ;)" commentator said while they filmed out moment but Pablo quickly put you down taking your hand and leading you to a more secluded area.
"I can't wait to get home amor..I want to be inside of you so bad preciosa!" he whispered into your ear before licking it and you blushed nodding your head while bitting your bottom lip letting him go change so you can leave quickly. You were glad he didn't forget his promise..;)
When you arrived home, he locked the door quickly turning around and grabbing your body before pinning you against the wall while kissing your lips feverishly.
"You know how much I love to see you in my jersey preciosa..but right now, I want all of the clothes off your beautiful body!" he groaned while devouring your neck leaving many marks on your gentle skin while you moaned.
He unzipped your skirt letting it fall to your feet, helping you take off your shoes as you pulled onto his own shirt making him smirk and take it off tossing it onto the ground. Then he grabbed your body making you snake your legs around his waist while his lips were back onto yours while he walked to the bedroom.
He put you down on the ground taking off his jeans and sitting on the bed in only his boxers looking at how perfect you looked with his national jersey that looked like dress on you..que perfecta! ;)
"Come here princesa.." he said and you slowly moved in between his legs feeling his cold hands on your ass moving up while pulling his jersey off your body a little surprised when he saw that you were wearing no bra underneath. He quickly smirked looking from you perky breasts to your eyes making you blush bright red.
"What did I say about not wearing a bra, princesa? HUh?" he spoke darkly while your hands went to cover your breasts in embarrassment but he took them away kissing in the middle while looking up into your eyes.
"To..ahh..um..always wear it when I'm not with you..fuck!" you tried answering but his licks were very distracting as you felt pleasure consume your mind.
"But I guess I can forgive you...after all, it's easy access for me now?" he smirked and I nodded while he held my breasts touching, licking and sucking on them while I moaned before pulling me onto the bed and hovering above you.
"I missed you so much..I missed this so much..that stupid rule!" Pablo groaned before kissing down your neck to your stomach leaving marks wherever he could before finally arriving to your panties pulling them down and tossing them on the ground. Shortly afterwards his boxers were on the floor as well and he was back up kissing your lips passionately.
He reached to the side and grabbed a condom opening it with his teeth while you played with his sweaty hair taking in the perfection of his body on top of your finally.
"I know it's been kinda long..so I'll let you adjust again okay princesa?" he said and when you nodded with a shy smile he entered you in one swift motion making you throw your head back in pain mixed with intense burning pleasure.
"Joder!! You're so tight preciosa..I haven't stretched you up for weeks!" he growled into your neck while you wrapped around like in a tight hold. After a few moment of staying still and letting you adjust while distracting you with kisses, he started to move with gentle stroked that turned into rough ones the moment you started to beg him for more.
"My perfect girl! Joder! Just like that..let me in" he spoke into your lips before flipping over and sitting up with you on his lap giving him better access to move deeper and hit all the right spots that brought you close to your first orgasm.
"Please don't stop Pablo..please I need to cum..please amor" you were a moaning mess and he reassured you that he won't stop and that you can let go with his strong hold holding you in place.
"Let go for me, princesa..show me who you belong to!" and those words were enough to tip you off the edge as your muscles spasmed and you came hard pushing him over his own edge as you both held onto each other breathlessly.
"That was amazing.." you said when you laid down on top of him as he held you tightly touching your back gently while staring into your eyes like that was the first time he's seen them.
You smiled moving again on top of him and starting to kiss down his chest again while he laid back with his arms behind his head looking down at you in amusement.
"What is this for amor??" his voice was shaking and you looked up kissing him softly before moving back down caressing his strong abs.
"Para la victoria.." you smirked and so did he as you were determined to make up for all the lost time..;)
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