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6gumi · 3 months

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can’t afford to fail.

synopsis ﹒your arrogant n self centred professor helps you get your grade up !

pairings ﹒dr. ratio x f!reader

cw ﹒nsfw MDNI. professor x college student 、mild age gap (dr ratio’s abt 28 while reader is 19-20) 、degradation 、desk s3x 、he’s a lil mean here :( 、use of nicknames 、pussy slapping (there ws like . . two!) 、t!tplay 、dirty talk 、reader implied 2 be smaller 、slight spanking 、unprotected s3x

note ﹒been too long since i wrote anything n i thought abt this . . i’ve BEEN thinkin’ abt it for awhile n i jus get so . . i get so giggly thinkin’ abt it LMAO i hope this is fine ! let’s hope i proofread in time ! reblogs r highly appreciated, feel free 2 send me an ask ! — millie ♡

“utterly ridiculous.” dr ratio replied mockingly, an eyebrow raised as his taller form towered over yours, his gaze on you was firm and serious, like he was trying to scare you away. “do you see what i’m seeing?” he raised up one of your marked worksheets you handed in the other day, in pure honesty . . it wasn’t even your fault! you wanted to curse at him for not even bothering to give you and your fellow students more time to study, it was his fault in the first place for making you all stress! that’s what you wanted to say, but he would’ve had your head for that.

“ . . . yes prof.” you muttered with a small nod.

“tell me what you see then.”

you glanced up at him, your eyes slowly trailing from him to the paper he held . . failed?! again?? gosh . . you knew this would happen either way, you wanted to scream, clench your fists and beg for another retake but knowing the type of professor dr ratio was, you knew you weren’t getting any of that, no . . not anytime soon.

“ . . i didn’t do that good.”

“—didn’t do that good is an understatement, you did terrible. your idiocy is all i see written on this fail-worthy of a sheet, your work habits in class are worse than those other idiots i teach.” the professor sighed and steepled his fingers, leaning forward. “why are you falling off in my classes? are you afraid of asking me for help, is that it?” his eyes narrowed with a condensing glare, the tension in the room grew heavier.

yeah well . . if i ask you for help, you’d insult me and get annoyed anyways, was what you wanted to say. i mean, you weren’t wrong . . you were certain dr ratio had some sort of short temper or something, no matter what he says or what you do, he is the last person you’d ask for help. “someone with major idiocy like you should be grateful i’m taking time out of my day to speak to you about your dismissive performance, you know how much people would kill to have my attention right now?" dr ratio’s voice took on a harsher tone as he watched you react to his words. “even your classmates are so much more adept, why are you even in my class?"

your body jolted at his words, no matter how tough you tried to act you were secretly trying your absolute best to hold back the tears that threatened to leave your eyes, it was hard to take in his words . . it’s hard enough to not be his top student!

dr ratio’s eyes widened slightly seeing how your body jolted at his words, he took a quick breath and thought about how he would address the situation with you with a more gentler approach. "please, humor me." he took a deep breath, trying to be patient and understanding with you. he was already noticing a slight difference in your behaviour. "i’ve spent nearly a decade teaching in this institute," he continued in a slow yet low tone, “i promise you, i know what I'm talking about. how about i help you right here right now and let’s see where to go from there, got it? tell me what you don’t understand and what you do understand.”

“ . . alright.”

— ♡ —

. . it seems you both had a different idea of “helping”. you hated yourself for enjoying it, he was your professor for heaven’s sake! now you were on your knees, your mouth wrapped around his wet cock as soft grunts left his lips. you couldn’t lie . . he looked absolutely stunning from this angle, the way he threw his head back when you swirled your tongue around the slit of his dick. dr ratio groaned, his voice deep and husky as he leaned closer to see how well you were sucking him off. " . . . u-ugh . . fuck, this mouth of yours needs to be punished . . considering how many times you talked back to me in under an hour.”

before you could pull away from his cock on your own, dr ratio’s free hand slipped downwards, grasping firmly at your head, tugging it upwards. you were roughly pulled away with a gasp, you were almost out of breath as your professor pulled you closer against his chest. “a slut like you needs to learn how to be fucked properly. maybe that’s how i can help you, fuck the information in you.”

he leaned down, his lips brushing against your neck before trailing upward, his tongue tracing along your jawline and then claiming your lips forcefully. his hands moved downwards, his cock throbbing even harder in his pants. he stepped closer, reaching out to fondle one of your breasts, squeezing it softly before running his thumb over your hardened nipple . . massaging them firmly as your tongues tangled together, your moans muffled by his mouth. dr ratio’s eyes widened in awe as he pulled away from your lips, a line of saliva connected your lips and his as he admired the sight of your breasts, now fully exposed for him to feast his eyes upon. he bit his bottom lip, unable to tear his gaze away from them as they were truly a sight to behold, heavy and perky, nipples erect and begging for attention. “tell me, [name],” he licked his lips, reaching down to flick his tongue against one of your nipples.

"why can't you be as skillful as the others? do you not have the intellectual capacity?" he smirked against your nipples, watching you intently as he waited for your response. “you’re nothing but an idiot, are you not? can’t even pass any of my damn classes.” he stepped closer to you, placing one hand on your shoulder, gently pushing you towards his desk. "undress yourself slowly," he commanded, his voice husky with desire.

“ . . prof, we can’t do this . . i’m your student, you’re my professor, you’re seriously overdoing this—“

“do you want to fail my class completely or not, princess?” dr ratio muttered, raising a brow. “do you even understand the situation in front of you? you’re a failing student and should be begging me for help.“ he grabbed you by your thighs, roughly slamming you on top of his desk. “you know what you should be doing? you should be on your fucking knees, groveling for me to give you a second of my attention. instead, you're refusing to let me help get your grade up. besides . .” he leaned in closer against your ear, bringing his voice down to a whisper . . “i know that a dirty slut like you is enjoying this as much as i am.” he raised his hand, slapping your cunt that was clothed by your pink panties as hard as he could. “show me this pussy or it’s an automatic zero.”

your eyes flashed with shock and a hint of pleasure, dr ratio’s voice seething with contempt as it sent shivers down your spine . . it was obvious he wasn't going to let this go easily. you gave in . . wrapping your arms around his neck, “ . . prof . .” your face flushed red, nuzzling against his neck. “can’t . . ‘s embarrassing—“

“veritas.”

“ . . pardon?”

“call me veritas, moan it while i fuck you.”

your professor’s heart skipped a beat at his own boldness, his hand slipped down towards your lower region, grasping firmly at the hem of your skirt and tugging it upwards, revealing your lacy black underwear underneath. with one swift motion, he ripped them apart, exposing your wet glistening pussy to his hungry eyes. "sit on the edge of the desk," he ordered, his voice low and commanding. "spread your legs wide and let me see that pretty cunt.”

you bit your lip, gazing up at him with those sweet eyes of yours as you were hesitant to even do anything under those hungry eyes of his own, “ . . do i have to? that’s . . that’s too embarrassing.”

“do you want to completely fail my class or not?”

wincing at his words, you slowly obeyed his demands . . spreading your legs with a sense of embarrassment and shame as he humiliated you completely, it was like . . he wasn’t even aware he was humiliating you! spreading your legs in front of your own damn professor? you didn’t even know what was going on in your mind at this rate! but yet . . your pussy pulsed around nothing, you craved for this and you hated that the most. the dark haired male reached down, unfastening his own pants and boxers in one swift motion, revealing his massive cock, veined and thick, dripping with precum . . it stood tall and proud, ready to claim whatever it desired, you weren’t even sure if it could fit.

"turn around," he ordered, keeping his tone low and seductive. "show me your ass." you obeyed, slowly hopping off the desk as you bent over . . your ass in his full view. your body flinched, eyes wide as he gave your cheeks one mean yet harsh slap. “try and guess how many times you nearly failed my class.” his hardened member brushed against your entrance teasingly, he couldn't resist anymore. with one swift motion, he positioned himself between your spread legs, aligning his cockhead with your tight hole from behind. “go.”

he pushed slowly, his head sliding past your tight ring of muscles, eliciting a soft moan from you as your eyes rolled back . . your pussy spasming around his thick cock almost instantly . . it was like it belonged there. “p—prof . .”

“ah ah.” he shoved his fingers inside your mouth, pressing the pad of his fingertips against your tongue. “what’s my name, slut? tell me. what did i say.” dr ratio pushed forward, stretching your hole even wider than before . . filling you up inch by agonizing inch. you couldn’t lie, each thrust of his felt like heaven, as if you and him were finally becoming one.

“v—veritas . .”

“good fuckin’ girl.” once fully buried to the hilt, he paused, taking a moment to savour this forbidden moment. his hands gripped your waist tightly, holding you steady as he began to move rhythmically in and out of your wet cunt, hitting your g-spot with a sense of urgency and desperation each powerful thrust. “guess how many times you almost failed my class, come on . . speak up, or are you giving up already?”

“ngh . . three?”

“wrong.” SLAP!

he ran his hand down the fat of your ass, slapping it loudly as you could feel the sound reverberating through the entire room . . your tongue lolling out your lips as another slap came down, even harder than the first. “keep guessing.”

“ah!— u-uhm . . five?” you moaned at the mere feeling of him picking up the pace, his hips rocking in sync with his thrusts. his cock throbbed harder inside your tight channel, stretching and massaging your insides in a way that drove you both wild with pleasure, it’s like . . he was trying to fuck you dumb, fuck you till you couldn’t think. “wrong again.” his voice ran through your ears, moans and gasps filled the room yet muffled by each loud thrust. sweat trickled down your professor’s back as he increased his rhythm, pounding into your hole faster and harder, building towards climax until the tip of his cock slammed against your deepest areas.

his hands roamed freely over your body, cupping your breasts roughly, pinching and tweaking at your nipples until they stood erect and hardened once more. dr ratio bit down on the flesh of your neck, leaving a mark that would serve as a reminder of this moment later on. "see how good i’m fucking this pussy?” he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. “come on, keep going . . stay focused.” he was lost in the feeling of your cunt, pounding into you like it was his last as his thrusts become even stronger as he reached his peak again. dr ratio groaned loudly, his cock throbbing violently inside you as a huge glob of cum shot out, yet his thrusts never yielding.

“mmh . . ah! veritas . . please!” his hands roamed over your body, trailing along your arms and shoulders, stopping at your pretty breasts once more. "fuck, this is the best pussy i’ve ever fucked.” he panted, pulling on one nipple, then the other in turn. "so fucking perfect." your moans and gasps became louder, filling the room with a symphony of pleasure. your bodies moved together in sync, hips rocking in harmony with his thrusts.

SLAP! “come on, baby.”

“s—six . . seven?! fuck . . ah!” piles and piles of paper fell off his desk when you were pushed forward, back arched with your eyes rolled back. “veritas . . i think this is enough . . someone’s gonna hear—“

veritas chuckled mockingly, his eyes glowing with malice as he grabbed hold of your chin firmly, tilting her head back in submission. his lips crashed forcefully against your own, tongue thrusting into your mouth roughly, claiming ownership over your body. "oh, i think you and i both know this is far from enough," he growled between kisses, his hands roaming freely over your lithe figure. "you know damn fucking well . . you don’t want me to fail you, right? so, accept it. your body’s damn made for this, princess . . see how well your body is responding to my cock? c’mon. look at me directly and tell me straight up you don’t enjoy this.”

drawing out soft whimpers from your throat, your professor continued his dirty work on your sensitive spots until you squirmed helplessly beneath him, unable to resist any longer . . your voice stuck between your throat as you couldn’t even find the right words to retort, accepting the way he took you against the desk, his rough thrusts forcing you to push your body against the cold surface as a puddle of cum formed on the floor from your professor’s previous orgasm, so fucking messy . .

“my point taken.” he savoured the feeling of being deep inside your warm, wet hole . . he knew he was gonna have dreams of this pretty cunt of yours, each time he pulled back, a low growl escaped his throat as your bodies slapped together, creating sounds of lustful pleasure. veritas’ hands gripped your hips tightly, holding you steady while his cock continued its relentless exploration of your gummy walls. in sync with each thrust his hips rocked against yours as well, grinding his pelvis and your ass together, the sensation was unlike anything either of them had ever experienced before . . raw, primal, and addictive. you couldn't think but respond to him with your body, your moans becoming more pronounced and needy.

“listen to me,” dr ratio gave your ass another mild smack. “you’re gonna take this dick while you tell me exactly what you’re having trouble with in class, understand? ‘gonna fuck everything through your head just like i said . . afterall . .”

“you can’t afford to fail, can you?”

#millie’s writings ✔︎#honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #dr ratio smut #honkai star rail smut #dr ratio x reader #hsr smut #hsr x you #hsr x reader #dr ratio x you #he’s so dreamie . . . he is. soo dreamie .#dr ratio is so dreamy . . it’s acc phenomenal (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)

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iamumbra195 · 7 months

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Random One Piece incorrect quotes cause I'm bored

Some of these are modern au though

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

*Sanji's not there*

Usopp: HELP! I TOLD LUFFY I’D COOK DINNER TONIGHT BUT I CAN’T COOK!

Zoro, pouring alcohol directly into a cereal bowl:

Zoro: And you thought I could help?

...

Luffy: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Nami : Wasn't Zoro with you?

Zoro: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised

...

Law: I trust Mugiwara-ya.

Penguin: You think he knows what he's doing?

Law: I wouldn't go that far.

...

Sabo: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life

Ace, confused: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?

Sabo: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.

Luffy: edible

...

Nami: We need to get through this locked door. Usopp, give me your credit card.

Usopp: Here.

Nami, pocketing it: Thanks. Luffy, kick down the door.

...

Chopper: You know those things will kill you, right?

Zoro, pouring another glass of whiskey: That’s the point.

Sanji, smoking a cigarette: We’re trying to speed up the process.

Luffy: *Nods while eating raw cookie dough*

...

Robin: Why is Luffy so sad?

Nami: He took one of those “Which Character Are You?” quizzes

Robin: And...?

Nami: He got Buggy

*Zoro cackling in the background

...

Zoro: Self care is actually getting into fights with randos in dark alleys.

Nami: No, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap!

Kin'emon, trying to be poetic: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you!! Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists!! Self care is the fear in your enemies’ eyes!!!

Usopp: Lmao self care is taking Luffy's birthday meat cake just so I can eat the frosting.

Luffy: If you touch my meat cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

Sanji, losing his mind: WHY IS THERE FROSTING ON MEAT?

...

Franky, about Jinbe: Apparently we’re getting someone new in the group.

Robin: Are we stealing them?

Brook: New or used?

Franky, cackling: Wonderful responses, both of you.

...

Smoker: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.

Sanji: Shit.

Usopp: Wait, three?

Smoker: Yeah?

Nami: OH MY GOD ZORO FELL OFF!!!

...

Kin'emon: Tonight, one of you has betrayed us.

Ashura: Is it me?

Kin'emon: No, it’s not you.

Denjiro: Is it me, Kin?

Kin'emon: It’s not you either.

Kanjuro: Is it me, Kin'emon?

Kin'emon, bleeding from several debilitating injuries:

Kin'emon, mockingly: Is IT mE kiN'eMOn?

...

Usopp: Can I be frank with you guys?

Luffy, confused: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help.

Chopper: Can I still be Chopper?

Franky, snickering: Shh, let Frank speak.

...

Sabo: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!

Koala: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD

Sabo: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING ROBIN-CHAN WITH ME

Hack, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

...

Law, walking into his submarine: Hello, people who do not belong here.

Zoro: Hey.

Sanji: Hi.

Robin: Hello.

Chopper: Hey!

Law: I gave you my vivre card for emergencies only!

Luffy, grinning: We were out of meat.

...

Sanji: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works.

Luffy, drinking meat: Why do you say that?

...

Zoro: Do you take constructive criticism?

Nami: I only take cash or credit.

...

Koala: Why are you on the floor?

Sabo: I'm depressed.

Sabo: Also I was stabbed, can you get Ivankov, please.

...

Robin: If I accidentally sat on a voodoo doll of myself, would I be trapped forever in that position, doomed to starve to death?

*everyone looks ay Karasu

Karasu: What? How am I supposed to know?

Lindbergh: You say, as if we don’t use you as a source of knowledge of the occult.

Karasu: *sighs*

Karasu: You wouldn't be trapped

...

Vivi: I love you guys, you're the best thing that's happened to me.

Nami: We're the best thing that's ever happened to you?

Vivi: Yes!

Usopp: ... I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you.

...

Usopp: WHY. why did you give Luffy a KNIFE?!

Zoro, shrugging: He said he felt unsafe.

Usopp: Now I feel unsafe!

Zoro: ... would you like a knife?

...

Dragon: What did you do with the target's body?

Sabo : What didn’t I do with the body?

Dragon:

Sabo: Okay, that sounded more sexual than I intended. I disposed of the corpse respectfully.

...

Luffy, texting Ace: Ace! Help I’m being kidnapped

Ace: Where are you?

Luffy: I’m with some strange person. In a car. Help.

Ace: I’ll call Gramps.

Garp, answering their cell: Y’ello?

Ace: Where’s Luffy? He texted me that he was being kidnapped.

Garp: Luffy? Whaddya mean, he's right next to me-

Garp, who shaved his head:

Garp: I’ll call you back. *hangs up*

Garp: THE NEW HAIRCUT ISN’T THAT BAD!

Luffy: WHO ARE YOU?!

...

*Ace, Sabo and Luffy sitting in jail together*

Sabo: So who should we call?

Ace: I’d call Gramps, but I feel safer in jail

...

Roger: Garp, my old arch enemy.

Garp: ... I thought I was your only arch enemy?

Roger: I have a life outside of you, Garp

...

Zoro: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container.

Luffy: The cow???

Zoro: What?

Sanji: *disgusted shudder* LUFFY, W H Y?

...

Usopp: Would you stab your best friend in the leg for 10 billion berry?

Zoro: Nami can stab me, and then when my leg gets better, we buy a big-ass house and erase my debt

Luffy: You can stab me too, then we'll have 20 billion.

Zoro: Good thinking.

...

Kin'emon: Come on, I wasn’t that drunk last night.

Denjiro: You were flirting with O'Tsuru.

Kin'emon: So what? She's my wife.

Denjiro: You asked her if she were single.

Kin'emon:

Denjiro: And then you cried when she said she wasn't

...

Marco: What time is it?

Ace: I don’t know; pass me that saxophone and we’ll find out

Ace: *Plays sax loudly and extremely out of tune*

Izou: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE AT TWO IN THE MORNING

Ace, proudly: It’s 2 am

...

Luffy: I can’t believe you live nearby, and you won’t let anyone crash at your place.

Law: You people already know too much about me.

Kidd: I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won’t let any of us crash at your place.

...

Sabo, an enabler: Tell Ace about the birds and the bees.

Luffy: They're disappearing at an alarming rate.

...

Brook: Schrödinger’s cat is overrated. If you wanna see something that’s both dead and alive you can talk to me any time of the day.

...

Zoro: With great power comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.

...

Law: When someone points at your black clothes and asks whose funeral it is, having a look around the room and saying 'Haven’t decided yet' is typically a good response.

Bepo: Captain, no.

...

Law: Nothing in life is free.

Chopper: Love is free!

Luffy: Adventure is free!

Robin: Knowledge is free.

Nami: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

...

Usopp: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Luffy will and will not eat.

Franky: Grass? Yes!

Usopp: Moss? Yes!!

Franky: Leaves? Ohh, yes!

Usopp: Shoelaces? Strange but true!

Franky: Worms? Sometimes!

Usopp: Rocks? Usually nah.

Franky: Twigs? Usually!

Usopp: Zoro's cooking? Inconclusive!

Chopper: How did you… test this?

Usopp: You just hand him stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if he eats it, he eats it.

Chopper: ... I don’t know how to feel about this.

Nami: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SHOELACES WENT?

Robin: What about humans? He tried to eat Crocodile once

Everyone: ...

Usopp: I think I might be too afraid to ask

(Someone pls draw this one XD)

...

Betty: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity?

Koala: *turning to Sabo* How tall are you?

...

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That's it, this took forever to write lol

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themermaidpirate · 5 months

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whaddup gayboy it's time for another daydream

I fantasize a lot about being a fae

or like, being fae-like enough to confuse people from back in the olden days, you know?

I have false fangs, I have pretty dresses (with pockets) and lots of shiny jewelry. makeup that isn't made with lead and that matches my complexion lmao

I might want kids one day

I like to imagine meeting some kid while I'm hanging out in the woods (idk, picking flowers or singing or something I guess), and it's very clear that this child is hungry and sad, maybe even in an unsafe household, and I pick him up and twirl him around and he's thrilled and laughing and his happiness is the best thing I've ever seen and I immediately decide that this is my son now and I love him more than anything

I don't know whether time has passed and the boy visits me first, or if I meet the father right away, but he's clearly not a very nice man.

more importantly, he's not a very brave one.

a stupid man can still be dangerous, but a coward can be manipulated, you see.

Im holding the boy, and his father wants to know who the hell I am, but he won't come closer because I'm in the faerie ring and he Knows Better than to cross the ring of tiny mushrooms in the ground, the grass itself greener inside than out

I smile, close-lipped, red lipstick a statement against my tan complexion. I have a strange accent compared to his, he's never heard it before. Never heard my language before. (I like to imagine 1800s Britain, somewhere, and while I'm sure Mexicans had been invented by then, we're a world and a half away.)

I tell him a sort of truth, words chosen carefully to hide my fangs for now. This is my home, and I don't like that he's here. I'm not mean or rude about it, just stating facts. "This is my home. You shouldn't be here." That's true enough. I actually live far away, and don't plan to stay longer than this adoption takes, or maybe I'll magically whisk my new baby boy into the faerie realm with me, where he'll be safe and happy forever and ever.

He looks furious, and demands his child back.

The boy, arms wrapped tight around my neck, hides his face. I can tell he's scared, but he's mine now, and I won't let anyone hurt him anymore.

I pat his back, or run a hand through his hair, and I smile up at his old father. "What would it take for you to take him back? What would it take to let me have him? What's worth the risk?"

He doesn't know who I am.

He doesn't know what I'll do.

If he insists on arguing, I'll bare my fangs to pull one of my rings off my finger and toss it to him. It's opal, set in topaz and silver. I name it as opal, but I admit out loud that I find it silly for humans to call it a faerie gem. Not mockingly, just to highlight that I am clearly Not What He Thought.

I am clearly Not One Of Him.

I twirl around again, dress flowing up with the motion, and the boy laughs, if quietly. I laugh too, and come to a stop facing the man. I am still smiling, teeth flashing.

"It is time to go now." I say. "For both of us. And for your patience and your generosity, I will grant you this one kindness: we will not meet again."

He seems satisfyingly spooked.

I am satisfied with his nod as he backs away.

I sing a lullaby to my sweet boy while I bring him home. "Arrorró mi niño, arrorró mi sol..."

Why do you haunt me in this way

#asks #ilysm tho #ajjsjdhhfnf

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boulevardk · 3 years

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Gimme Gimme (m). Part Two.

Preview: “And my body…” you moan, “it feels so warm.”

Johnny touches your skin and confirms the heat you mentioned. He leans his hand closer to your core, flips up your skirt, and cups your heat. You gasp loudly in response and your eyes shoot open.

“That’s what it is, baby,” Johnny smirks, “That just means you...really like us.”

You nod in shock at Johnny’s words, “I have never felt this way before!”

Rubbing his fingers slowly against your pussy, Johnny explains, “It’s okay, baby. We’re right here, and we’re going to take care of you.”

Jaehyun looks around from behind you and notices your lack of underwear from under your skirt.

“No panties, huh, kitty?” Jaehyun asks mockingly, “Now, you didn’t do that just for us, now did you?”

Pairing: nct 127 x black panther hybrid (f)

Genre: Hybrid AU, PWP, idolverse, M/F, smut... ;), series

Word count: 6k

Warnings: profanity, dubcon (...? like a bit i guess), low key bimbofication, dry humping, innocence corruption, nct are horny lmao, mentions of size kinks, johnny and jaehyun have big dicks but we already knew that so that's not new info, fingering, reader's first orgasm... i think that's it?? lemme know if i'm forgetting anything

a/n: i’m really happy with how well the first installment of Gimme Gimme was received! It really warms my heart to see people like and appreciate my work :,) i really am a softie for compliments. also, for the life of me, i couldn't find a high quality, recent photo of the members in this chapter lmao so the banner is just gonna stay as the one with all the members. also, this is like half way proof read lmao lemme know if you catch any mistakes. Anyways, happy reading!

- jay

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“...You don’t like seeing us in pain, do you?” Jaehyun asks, looking at you whilst biting his lip to keep from moaning as he rubs your hand against his cock through his jeans.

“O-of course not,” you stutter, turning back and forth to look at both boys, your hands still on them.

“You can help us feel better,” Johnny rasps slightly, “You want to make us feel better, right, baby?”

You pout and look at both boys with big eyes.

“...Yes.”

Johnny groans and ruts against your hand, “That’s our girl.”

“Thank fucking God,” Jaehyun groans and pulls you onto his lap with your back towards him, removing your hand from Johnny’s thick thigh. When you're firmly seated on his crotch, he grinds his pelvis up into you and you gasp, “You feel that, baby? That’s what you do to me.”

Your eyes widen and he leans in closer to your ear, “You’re gonna relieve the pain, yeah?”

Nodding quickly, you whine when he starts grinding up against your ass slowly. It’s taking all Jaehyun has not to rip down your skirt, whip out his cock, and make you cream around him right here on the couch. As much as he wanted to fuck the living daylights out of you, he could still hear Taeyong’s voice ringing in the back of his head about “being soft” with you. Jaehyun scoffed at the words.

If only he could see you now.

“Fuck,” Jaehyun moans as he continues to move against your barely covered ass, “I don’t even know why you bother wearing these skirts, kitty. They barely cover anything.”

“Not that we’re complaining, though. We always love the show you put on for us, baby,” Johnny reassures, looking at you with a smile, “even if the show isn’t always intentional.”

Jaehyun rolls his eyes at that comment.

The other day, you were walking around the dorm, looking for something to occupy your attention. Jaehyun, Johnny, and Mark were sitting at the table when you entered the kitchen, and their eyes all immediately moved from their phones to your figure dressed in an oversized shirt with your infamously short skirt.

“Hello, boys!” you chirped, trying to maintain your charismatic persona.

All three boys just nodded wordlessly, stunned by your appearance.

Your eyes sparkled when you found a newly purchased bottle of milk in the fridge that Taeyong had gotten specifically for you from the grocery store. Apparently, black panther hybrids appreciate milk just as much as the ordinary house cat.

Reaching your small hands toward the glass, Jaehyun nearly began drooling when your fingers couldn’t even wrap fully around the bottle.

You let out a chirp of delight when you noticed a jar of cookies above the fridge that you knew would go perfectly with your milk. After placing the glass of milk on the counter beside you, you began jumping to try to reach the jar above you. You huffed when your fingers weren’t able to reach the jar.

Johnny chuckled in adoration while Mark struggled not to coo at your cuteness. Jaehyun, on the other hand, had to rearrange his pants as his cock grew hard.

He could just imagine the look of shock on your face as you stared at his massive size. He could imagine your huffs of annoyance as you’d try and fail, to wrap your hands around his cock while he’d just sit back and smirk at the thought of fucking you stupid.

“These are getting in the way!” you huffed angrily.

Johnny and Mark looked at you with confusion while Jaehyun was still in his daydream. Although Jaehyun’s attention was effectively caught when you reached down and pulled down your underwear from below your short skirt.

“What the-,” Mark said in a daze.

“Fuck,” Johnny continued for him, looking at you in a state of awe as well.

Jaehyun was just speechless as you peeled your panties off without a care in the world. Once they had fallen to the floor you kicked them to the side and muttered, “That’s better.”

Once your panties were gone, you jumped once more and finally reached the cookie jar on the top of the shelf. In the process of your final jump, your skirt flew up with the motion and all three boys sitting at the table got a clear view of your ass and long, black tail.

Jaehyun’s cock was straining against his pants, Johnny fought not to drool, and Mark’s eyes were as wide as saucers. All of them were shocked to the point of speechlessness.

Once you had finally arranged your snack, you turned back towards the boys with a sheepish smile and gestured towards your discarded panties beside the fridge, “They were hurting my tail.”

Even with your explanation (which to any other hybrid would have made perfect sense), all three boys were still mute, replaying the event they had just witnessed.

Mark clenched his eyes and jaw as the image of you innocently removing your panties was branded inside his mind.

“Oh! A patch of sun!” you said excitedly and pointed towards a window in the living room, “I’m going to go eat my snack there!”

“Did…” Mark begins, still in a daze after you skipped out of the room, “D-did that really just happen?”

Johnny ran his hands over his face and groaned, “It was too good to even be in my dreams.”

Jaehyun grits his teeth. If you kept tempting him like that, he was going to fuck you on the kitchen counter right in front of the two other members- Taeyong’s stupid rules be damned.

Mark cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure, and shook his head thoroughly for good measure. Standing up quickly from his seat at the table, he hurriedly shuffles over to your panties beside the fridge. He quickly collects them in his hands and leaves the kitchen before the other members could see the bright blush on his face, much less tease him for his perverted actions. When, in all reality, Jaehyun and Johnny just wished they had done the same thing first.

There will always be another time to take your panties.

Jaehyun was going to make sure of that.

To his left, Johnny moves one hand down to unbuckle his pants and places another on your thigh as Jaehyun continues to roll your hips against his own. You squeal when Johnny’s hand reaches your inner thigh.

“Oh!” you squeal as your stomach twists in knots and a strange, liquidy sensation forms between your legs, “What’s that?”

Johnny quirks his head at you, “What’s what, baby?”

“My-my thighs!” you exclaim in confusion, “They’re all wet!”

Jaehyun and Johnny share a look with each other.

“And my body…” you moan, “it feels so warm.”

Johnny touches your skin and confirms the heat you mentioned. He leans his hand closer to your core, flips up your skirt, and cups your heat. You gasp loudly in response and your eyes shoot open.

“That’s what it is, baby,” Johnny smirks, “That just means you...really like us.”

You nod in shock at Johnny’s words, “I have never felt this way before!”

Rubbing his fingers slowly against your pussy, Johnny explains, “It’s okay, baby. We’re right here, and we’re going to take care of you.”

Jaehyun looks around from behind you and notices your lack of underwear from under your skirt.

“No panties, huh, kitty?” Jaehyun asks mockingly, “Now, you didn’t do that just for us, now did you?”

You feel so good from the friction of Jaehyun’s hips against yours that it takes you a second to remember you’ve been asked a question. You shake your head quickly while clenching your eyes, “N-no, I didn’t do it on purpose! The panties hurt my tail!”

Your stutter of response has Jaehyun rolling his eyes, “Well, you won’t be needing them from this point on anyway, kitty.”

Johnny begins to rub his finger up and down your pussy, “How does this feel, baby? You like Daddy’s fingers on you like this?”

Johnny’s use of the name makes you gasp.

“D-daddy?” you quiver.

“That’s right, baby,” Johnny smiles at your shock and lets out a soft laugh as a thought crosses his mind, “Ha, would you look at that. Rubbing a pussy’s pussy.”

Jaehyun scoffs once more at the stupid comment. Meanwhile, your neck burns in humiliation at the comment.

You had never heard such dirty words before.

“Take your hands off her for a sec, John,” Jaehyun huffs, “I wanna try something.”

Johnny does as Jaehyun says and removes his hand from where he had been rubbing, leading you to let out a loud whine at the loss. Jaehyun removes you from his lap momentarily just to shimmy out of his jeans. Next, he moves to lay on his back with his torso propped up by his elbows. Once he’s situated and his lower half is left in his underwear, he pulls you back onto his lap with your chest facing him so you’re straddling him as he lays on the couch. Then he takes your skirt into his hands, “Let’s just get rid of this, shall we?”

Jaehyun barely finishes his sentence before he rips your skirt off your body like it was a thin sheet of paper. Your eyes shoot open and you squeal once more at the sound of the fabric tearing, “Hey! That was my favorite skirt!”

He groans as you shift on his lap during your exclamation, “I promise I’ll buy you another one. I’ll buy you all the fucking skirts in the world. Johnny, take off your pants for our kitty, won’t you?”

Johnny snaps out of the daze he was put in by looking at your bare ass and hurriedly takes off his pants but leaves his boxers. Like Jaehyun, he wanted to take you on this couch, but he also didn’t want to overwhelm you. So this would have to do… for now.

Once the older man had removed his pants, Jaehyun said with a rasp in his voice, “Why don’t you get behind our kitty and show her a good time, huh? Just like this.”

Jaehyun demonstrates by grinding on your bare heat from below you, your warm core directly over his boxers. You could feel his bulge through his pants, and your eyes widened at the size of him.

Did his size and hardness indicate his feelings for you? If so, he must really like you.

Johnny nodded with a smirk at Jaehyun’s actions and gently pushed you back down so that your chest was closer to Jaehyun’s and your ass was presented to him. Then he positioned himself behind you and held himself up as his hips met your backside.

You bit your lip at the new feeling, relishing in the pleasure from Johnny’s large cock pressed against your ass.

He must like you even more.

Once you’re fully sandwiched between both men, they begin to grind against you, and you yelp at the electricity you feel that shoots through your body. They begin to grind in tandem, and you feel your brain begin to melt.

“Oh,” you pant, “T-this feels so good. I don’t think I have ever felt so good in my life.”

Johnny chuckles at your comment and continues to thrust against you, “Is that so, baby? I think that makes three of us, then.”

Your whines echo through the living room, and Jaehyun has never been so glad to be given the day off while the other members have a schedule. Johnny is relieved to be alone with you too, although the idea of other members walking in on the two men corrupting their precious little kitten has him thrusting against your harder.

“Wanna know something, kitty?” Jaehyun whispers as he leans towards your ear, “I know this whole little confident personality was an act from the second I laid eyes on you.”

You know you should be more concerned by his words, considering you were fearful the group might send you back if you didn’t meet their expectations of a social, friendly, and outgoing hybrid. But as much as you should have cared about what the handsome man has said beneath you, your mind felt fuzzy from the pleasure you were receiving.

“Hey,” Jaehyun says, grabbing your chin in his hand and lowering your gaze to meet his own, “Did you hear a word I just said, kitty?”

His grip on your chip tightens and the slight pain clears your brain a bit enough to focus your attention on him, “W-what?”

He smiles at your dazed expression as he and Johnny continue to rut against you from either side, “I said I know your secret. You don’t have me fooled.”

You gasp in surprise and in pleasure as the man beneath you thrusts up against you even harder, “W-what are you talking about?”

“You can’t play stupid with me,” he says mockingly, “Rest assured, though, kitty. Your secret is safe with me.”

Before you can ask him what he meant, both men speed up their pace, and you let out a yelp.

Johnny grunts behind you and puts his hands on your shoulders to pull himself closer to you with each thrust over your bare ass. Jaehyun’s hands are firmly set on your hips as he looks up at you.

“I-” you whine, “Johnny, I feel funny. I don’t know what’s happening.”

Flicking his hair from his face, Johnny laughs, “You’re gonna cum, baby. Do you know what that means?”

You clench your eyes shut and shake your head back and forth.

“Well...Let’s just say it’ll make you feel really good,” Johnny pants, “And when Jaehyun and Daddy cum, we won’t be in pain anymore, baby. You’re doing such a good job.”

“I’m close, Johnny,” Jaehyun groans, “Fuck, I wish I could fill you up right now, kitty. I would do anything to make you cum around my cock right now.”

His words are barely processed in your head as the knot in your stomach tightens and your thighs collect more and more slick.

Fill you up?

If your brain weren’t so fried at the moment, you would have asked Jaehyun what he meant by that.

“Ah!” you squeal, “I think I’m going to faint!”

“Just give in to it, baby,” Johnny coos from behind you, “I promise it’ll feel good.”

The pressure in your stomach builds and builds, and you fear you may actually lose consciousness. You begin to see black spots in your vision, and the dam inside you finally breaks.

“Oh, my God! Jaehyun!” you scream and feel a surge of liquid shoot out from between your thighs. Although you don’t fully pass out, you feel your body lose most of its strength, and if it weren’t for Johnny and Jaehyun holding you up, you surely would have fallen on your face.

“Ugh,” Johnny groans and tightens his grip on your shoulders, “Fuck!”

You hear Johnny suck in a breath before the fabric of Johnny’s boxers grows warm and wet against your ass.

Before you could question what the substance in Johnny’s underwear is, Jaehyun’s grip tightens on your hips as well, and his thrusts up against your pussy speed up even faster, “I’m gonna cum, kitty. You think you can handle it?”

Although you still feel like you're floating from the experience you just felt, you nod at his words. It isn’t long after your response that his eyes clench and he lets out a deep moan, “So fucking good.”

Unlike Johnny, you actually get somewhat of a glimpse at what happens to Jaehyun when he cums, as they’d explained. After he curses, his hips stutter and his mouth forms an ‘O’ before you feel the same sensation Johnny had given you.

You squeak when the fabric below your pussy becomes warm and wet as well, “W-what’s that? What happened?”

Jaehyun smiles at your innocent question and appearance, despite the fact that all three of you had cum from dry humping, “We all just came, kitty. How did it feel?”

“Hmm,” you hum and smile at the thought, “It felt so good. I never knew I could feel something like that… Why is this fabric wet?”

You point down at his boxers and he chuckles, “That’s because I came, and your cum is there too.”

Gasping, you move your hips away from Jaehyun’s crotch, and you notice a giant wet spot on the grey fabric of his underwear.

“Oh!” you stutter, “D-did I do that just now?”

“Yeah, baby,” Johnny laughs, plopping beside you as Jaehyun gets up from his position on the couch and sits to your right, “It’s kind of hard to ignore, isn’t it?”

Your face burns at the question, and you bury your face in the crook of Jaehyun’s neck, biting your lip to conceal your yelp.

You feel Jaehyun’s chest rumble as he chuckles at your cuteness and brings his band to the back of your head to soothingly run through your hair, “You don’t even realize how cute you are, do you?”

Johnny smiles as your hum for a comment is muffled by your position on his fellow member, “This was so fun, baby. Now, how about we get you cleaned up, yeah? Something tells me Taeyong wouldn’t be too happy to see you all dirty, would he?”

You lean up from your place against Jaehyun and shake your head in agreement, “I know it’s important to clean up… But I just hate being in the water.”

“Ha,” Jaehyun rolls his eyes, “You really are a cat hybrid.”

---

Basking in the sunlight pouring in from the window, you began to purr quietly at the feeling.

Shortly after the group had adopted you, Taeyong had explained to you the delicacy of the members owning a hybrid. He had mentioned that they belonged to a strict company that wouldn’t approve of the members being distracted from practice due to a hybrid companion living with them.

Jaehyun had also said that their jobs were very public, and information about you being leaked to the public could not only damage their reputation, but it could possibly put you in danger. At that comment, you heard Doyoung and Yuta mutter curses under their breath about obsessive, toxic fans.

You felt conflicted about the situation. On one hand, due to your inner shyness, you were relieved you wouldn’t have to make many public appearances- if any at all. You didn’t do too well in front of big crowds…. Not that the members needed to know that, anyways.

You were also disheartened by the idea of people potentially disliking you. Unhinged fans not liking you was something you could live with. Something tells you you wouldn't care much for them anyway.

But when Taeyong had stated that their company and fans might disapprove of you, it made your heart hurt a bit. Even the thought of people not liking you made you uneasy… You wanted everyone to like you.

Once you had expressed your sensitivity of public perception to Taeyong in private, his eyes softened and he cooed at your sensitivity and innocence. He hoped you wouldn’t ever have to find out how cruel the world could be… not in the way he found out, anyway.

He promised himself that he would do everything in his power to protect you. And when he shared his concern and feelings to the other members about the situation, they all agreed.

Even though you had only been living with the group for a short amount of time, they had grown very fond of you, and they never wanted to put you in a position where you could get hurt.

On the other hand, however, you were disappointed you couldn’t go outside more frequently simply to enjoy the nature around you. It was no secret to the members how much you enjoyed soaking up the sun. In fact, whenever the members would see you lounging in the sunlight, sprawled out with your tail happily swishing back and forth, they would come over and join you.

Your heart jumped a few times when the members first began to approach you, but over time, you grew used to their company and looked forward to their closeness in proximity.

Your favorite member to lay within the sun was undoubtedly Taeil who always made a point to brush your fur and scratch your pointed ears softly just the way you liked. You would lean against him for hours or however long his schedule allowed and purr against his chest as he would sing softly to you.

Although you enjoyed your time with the members inside, you still did mourn the chance to go outside. You missed watching and chirping at birds in person, and the experience wasn’t the same through a window. You also missed rubbing your cheek against various flowers and plants that had an intriguing smell.

You understood why you couldn’t be seen by the paparazzi… you just wish there was some other way to get the time outside you had been missing. Until then, your view of nature through the windows in the group’s dorms would have to suffice.

“Hey there, pretty girl,” Taeil’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts.

Without opening your eyes, you stretched on the carpet and sighed out to the man, “Hello, Taeil. Just the person I wanted to see to make this time in the sun even more enjoyable.”

He chuckled and joined you on the soft carpet. Once he was seated comfortably, you readjusted and leaned against his chest, finding a comfortable place to rest.

“Where are the other members?” you ask him with a yawn, your eyes still closed.

He brings his hand to stroke your hair and hums, “Every except Haechan is at a schedule… Haechan is at the Dream dorm for the next couple of days.”

“Oh,” you nodded slightly, “Can I tell you something, Taeil?”

Taeil’s hand stops stroking your hair and finds its place on your thigh instead, “Of course you can, honey. I’m just happy you feel comfortable enough to confide in me. What is it?”

“It’s just that Haechan…” you trail off and twiddle your fingers, “He makes me nervous…”

Taeil sits up quickly but not too abruptly to alarm you, “What do you mean? Has he hurt you at all? Do you want me to talk to him?”

Taeil knew how...intense Haechan could be, to say the least.

Taeil knew the younger boy to be zealous in every sense of the word. But a sex-deprived Haechan was an even more difficult beast to tame.

The oldest member had overheard Haechan talk about how rough he had been with his bunny hybrid at the Dream dorm. If the time came that you wanted to experience that same kind of roughness with any of the members, Taeil would be more than happy to participate.

However, unlike the other members (Yuta, Jaehyun, and Haechan in particular), Taeil wasn’t obsessed with the idea of corrupting you. Taeil wouldn't necessarily describe himself as vanilla, because he knew he wasn’t. But Taeil didn’t get off to the idea of turning you into a sex-crazed minx like the other members did.

“No! No, of course not,” you quickly corrected him, “It’s just…”

Taeil raised his eyebrows and prompted, “Just what?”

You conceded with a sigh, “He makes me feel strange.”

Tilting his head to the side in confusion, he asked, “Strange how?”

Blushing profusely, you bite your lip and take one of his hands in yours, placing it on top of your skirt just above your core, “Strange right here.”

Taeil makes a noise along the lines of a gasp and widens his eyes, “W-what do you mean, honey?”

You close your eyes and breathe deeply, “It’s like there’s a rubber band in my stomach that’s about to snap, and my heart feels like it’s about to beat out of my chest.”

Biting back a moan, Taeil inhales sharply at your words.

When Taeyong and Jaehyun had gone to adopt you, they mentioned that the adoption facility was unsure if you had had your first heat yet since you were rescued and not bred in captivity. Taeil had always wondered if you even knew about sex at all. He had always imagined you knew the basics, at least. But considering how… sensitive of a topic that could potentially be, Taeil obviously never asked if you had been given “the talk”, to put it simply.

“What else do you feel?” Taeil asks in a tone just above a whisper.

You begin to move his hand around your pussy slowly, the fabric of your skirt beginning to dampen from the heavy amounts of slick dripping from you as you thought dirty thoughts about the men you lived with.

“I feel warm… Practically hot to the touch. And my thighs,” you whimper, “They get wet just like they are right now.”

Taeil pushes his hand harder against your skirt and discovers that you are, indeed, as wet as you just described.

“There’s something else, Taeil,” you confess, turning your head slightly to look at him, “You… you make me feel the same way.”

Throwing his head back slightly at that information, Taeil firmly presses against your pussy again, and begins to rub slow circles over the skirt’s fabric, “Is that so, pretty girl?”

Your eyes are big and glossy as you nod your head towards him.

“Well,” Taeil begins, “If that’s the case…”

You let out a yelp as Taeil begins to rub your cunt faster, your skirt fabric completely soaked at this point, “I guess I’ll just have to help you out then, won’t I?”

“Fuck,” Taeil curses, “Your skirt is drenched at this point. I can’t even imagine how wet you feel without it.”

At that comment, Taeil flips up the front of your skirt and his fingers make contact with your bare cunt, and you gasp at the feeling.

“Oh?” Taeil asks as he continues to rub you, “No panties? When did that start?”

“They hurt my tail,” you moaned, “And Johnny and Jaehyun also told me not to wear them.”

Raising his eyebrows, Taeil smirks, “Johnny and Jaehyun, huh? I should have known. They’ve been dying to get a piece of you since the day you arrived… I can’t blame them, though. We’ve all pretty much felt the same way.”

Your eyes widen at his comment, but you’re unable to stutter a response due to the sheer pleasure you’re feeling in your gut.

“You like this, right, honey?” Taeil asks, to which you nod frantically in response. The eldest member chuckles at your nonverbal response, “If it feels good there, you’re gonna love this even more.”

He skillfully moves his fingers directly to your clit and your shout at the suddenness of his actions. He begins to rub even faster, and his actions have your eyes rolling back.

“Tell me how that feels, my pretty girl,” Taeil mutters beside your ear.

You attempt to clear your clouded head by shaking it repeatedly, “I-it feels so nice. My whole body feels l-like it’s tingling.”

Taeil just laughs at your reply and continues to rub your clit in quick figure eights.

Taeil, much like Johnny and Jaehyun, does have to restrain himself when it comes to you- especially considering because you two are home alone. He could be the first one to sleep with you and no one would be the wiser.

He could imagine all the members (especially Haechan) throwing a fit at the idea of not being the first to fuck you, with Mark and perhaps Doyoung being the only exceptions. Even to this day, Haechan still rants about how he should have been the first to fuck his bunny hybrid- even though he fucks her almost every day now since her first heat passed.

Even Taeyong was possessive of you to a certain extent, although it came from a different place. Although all the members wanted to protect and care for you, Taeyong undoubtedly felt the most attached to you. And considering how you spent the most time with him aside from Taeil, it was simple to say you felt very attached to the leader as well.

Hell, you even sleep in his room every night. Taeyong always liked to argue that it was best for you to sleep in his room because he didn’t have to share with any other members and it would be the best, most comfortable situation for you. But the other members saw through his facade and knew it was probably just an attempt to keep you all to himself.

Although Taeil wanted so desperately to take you to his room and fuck you right now, he knew you weren’t ready for that kind of commitment or change- no matter how you were grinding your pussy against his hand right now.

“Right there, Taeil,” you moaned out, “Johnny said this feeling means I really like you.”

Taeil smirked at your comment.

What kind of nonsense was Johnny putting in your head…? And why hadn’t Johnny and Jaehyun invited him when they made you feel this way before?

You squirmed in Taeil’s grasp, and he could tell you were close.

“I think Johnny called it ‘cum’?” you innocently stated as you not so innocent ground your hips down on Taeil’s hand, “Is that what I’m about to do?”

“Yes, pretty girl, that’s right. You’re about to cum for me,” Taeil said as he felt his cock grow stiffer and stiffer by the second, “You’re doing so well for me, honey. You’re so close.”

You tossed your head side to side against Taeil’s chest as your orgasm drew closer and closer.

You felt like there were fireworks going off in your stomach. You had only received your first orgasm days ago from dry humping with Jaehyun and Johnny. It felt so primal, and you loved every second of it. Even thinking about it now, made you moan loudly.

Being with Taeil was different, though. He was solely focused on making you feel good. And as hot as your body felt from your impending orgasm, your heart also warmed at the thought that Taeil’s attention was purely focused on making you feel the pleasure you so desperately sought.

Taeil knew that you were so innocent and clueless that he could probably convince you that sucking his cock was just a sign of affection, and you’d probably fall for it. It was fucked up, to say the least, but Taeil liked the idea of being about to manipulate you. He wasn’t going to do it now, because he was worried about overstepping your current boundaries.

The last thing he wanted to do was scare you away right as you had warmed up to him … but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to jerk off to the idea of manipulating you right after he made you cum on his fingers.

“I think I’m going to cum, Taeil!” you shouted.

Taeil sped up his fingers a bit faster to get you over the edge, “That’s it, honey. You’ve been such a good girl for me.”

You whined aloud once more before you came on Taeil’s fingers.

Taeil had fingered his fair share of women… but none of them had cum as much as you did just now.

It wasn’t at all an overstatement to say Taeil’s hand was coated in your slick. In fact, that statement is more of an understatement than anything else.

The eldest member removed his hand from your skirt and brought his fingers to his lips, tasting your essence, “Damn.”

You tasted sweeter than candy and easily sweeter than any other girl Taeil had eaten out before. If this is what you tasted like after simply cumming on Taeil’s fingers, he couldn’t wait for the day where he could actually eat you out.

Hopefully, that day was sooner rather than later.

Your eyes were still shut as you rode out your high, and Taeil held you as long as you remained somewhat delirious from your orgasm.

When you finally opened your eyes, they were hazy and glossed over with the slightest bit of tears. Your tired eyes met Taeil’s right as he had brought his finger to his mouth to taste your cum.

“What are you doing?” you asked innocently.

Taeil looked at you in confusion before following your gaze and realizing that you were talking about what Taeil was licking off his fingers.

“Oh,” Taeil shrugged, “I was just tasting… Well, I was tasting you.”

You looked at him and pondered what he said, “May… may I try?”

Taeil’s eyes widened a bit in shock at your statement. How could such a dirty comment come from such an innocent face?

Humming in response, Taeil brought his hand back to your pussy and swiped some more slick onto the pads of his fingers. You flinched a bit in sensitivity from your orgasm, and Taeil bit back a laugh at your reaction.

When he brought his fingers up to your mouth, you looked at the substance coating his digits. It looked strange, to say the least. Although you had little to no idea what cum truly was, you were intrigued by the idea of tasting it.

You wrapped your lips around his finger and sucked somewhat cautiously in case you didn’t like the flavor.

Taeil knew hybrids (cats in particular) could be quite sensitive to taste. Although your cum was easily the sweetest he had ever tasted, he was unsure of how you would react to it.

Your eyes were still wide as you sucked off your slick from his digits, and Taeil wanted the image ingrained in his mind for when he was going to jerk off later. Taeil genuinely wasn’t sure if you were purposefully promiscuous or if you were just naturally this way. Either way, Taeil couldn’t deny that he always enjoyed the shows you put on. Like the one time, you were playing with a toy Taeyong had bought you and you bent down to collect the toy after you had hit it under the couch. It was safe to say that all the members who witnessed the event were turned on within seconds.

As you sucked off the last bits of slick from Taeil’s fingers, you hummed at the taste in curiosity. Taeil was impossibly hard at this point, and your humming around his fingers made him wonder how it would feel to have you humming around his cock. The thought made him shudder, and he had to remind himself to practice restraint.

You pulled away from his finger and licked your lips, familiarizing yourself with the taste once more. Taeil looked at you expectantly, awaiting your response.

“Hm,” you began, looking at Taeil again, “I…”

Taeil anxiously awaiting your verdict on the taste. He certainly didn’t want to be the reason your hyperactive senses reacted negatively.

“I actually like it,” you finished, “Do… Do you like it, Taeil?”

He was relieved to hear your answer and nodded frantically in response to your question, “I like your flavor a lot, honey. It’s even sweeter than you are.”

You giggled when he poked your nose at that comment, and you turned your face away when you felt a blush rise to your cheeks.

“I look forward to having another chance to taste you, pretty girl,” Taeil whispered as he leaned closer to your ear. He kissed the side of your head, and you felt your whole body warm at his statement.

Not too long after you were adopted by the group, you were timid around nearly everyone (with the exception of Taeyong), and you had never had any sort of sexual experience in your life. Now, just a few weeks had passed and you had had dirtier interactions with some of the members than you ever could have imagined.

You had suspected after Johnny and Jaehyun had made you cum for the first time that you were addicted to the feeling of pleasure, but now you were certain of your assumption. And your thighs grew wet at the very idea of what kind of pleasure awaits when the other members got the piece of you they had all been drooling after.

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We're Worlds Apart (3)

Draco Malfoy x American No-Maj!reader

series m.list | general m.list | previous chp

warnings: cursing, angst(?), Draco being a meanie :(

summary: Draco Malfoy is a pureblood wizard. Magic runs through his veins and has been since his birth. You're a Wiccan No-Maj; a non-magical being with ordinary blood through your veins, but practices what you call magick. And this very practice upsets your neighbor.

a/n: not my best lmao kinda gets cheesy. anyways, Y/M/N = your mother’s name and Y/B/N = your brother’s name

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“Do I really have to get one?” Draco whined in the middle of the phone store, getting his very first cellular device.

“Yeah, man. It's 2008 and you still write letters. Plus, your bird took a shit on my car,” Blaine said matter-of-factly. He found it funny that Draco still used an owl post for communication; the only other person Blaine knew that still uses an owl is his 97 year old grandmother. And even she has a landline in her house. “It's just easier and quicker to use. Why wait a whole day for a letter when you can just text me and I’ll respond in two seconds?”

“I’ve never even used a wall phone, how do you expect me to use a bloody cell-phone, Blaine?” Draco was fidgeting in his seat as he waited for the store employee to finish, what was it called, a credit score? Muggles sure are weird.

She came back shortly with a small, black box that had a weird word on it. What the bloody hell is an iPhone? She explained how it turned on, all the applications it carried, and details about billing and more. Draco was still confused about the whole thing but Blaine said that he would help him understand it better.

“Well look at you, Dray. A modern wizard in America,” Blaine jokes. Draco played with the new device, working out all the kinks of it. He sent his very first text message to Blaine at that moment. Took him precisely 5 minutes to type out a very bland, simple ‘Hello. -Draco L. Malfoy’

It made Blaine laugh so hard that he held his stomach. “My god, we’re gonna have to work on your texting skills, man. First things first, you don't have to sign your name at the end of a text. I know it's you.” Blaine explained to Draco all the fundamentals of texting as they walked through the halls of Santa Marie.

Throughout the day, Draco shared his new number with his department. The more he shared his number, the faster he became at typing.

At the end of his shift, he went to a nearby restaurant where he usually picked up dinner —not one to know his way around the kitchen — and headed home.

It's been a good week for him; his mother had sent him a letter everyday, he finished setting up the guest room for Theo and Blaise, he has this new phone, and best of all, Y/N had not crossed his mind once.

Now he still hasn't accepted what she does in her free time, but also he realized that she’s not exactly harming him nor did she know what he was. He's usually busy with all the work he does, anyway. It was quite a sudden change of heart. But mostly, it was his mother that was able to talk to him and change his views.

My dearest son, had it been during the time before the war, I would have agreed with you. But you have to understand that things are different now. You're different now. Now I am not forcing you, but maybe you should just talk with her just once. If not, just ignore her. After all, she only lives next door.

When he read the letter, he could practically hear all of his friends telling him ‘She's right, you know.’ And deep down, he knew it too. So he went with her advice: ignore Y/N.

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You’ve had a terrible week; your assistant manager forgot to count the inventory which meant she also forgot to make an order for inventory. A group of teens stole a bunch of little vials of oils you had put on display. And to top it all off, a man stood in front of your shop with signs that had biblical verses written on them, blocking the entrance way and essentially driving away any potential customers. You called security but they never came.

You were used to this happening, it's happened all your life. But that didn't mean that it didn't hurt. I'm not harming anyone, so why does this happen to me? Next week, your mother was flying in from Maine to look around the house to make sure nothing would ‘freak Stephanie out.’

Driving back home, you were just waiting to mix some bath salts in your tub, play music, and relax for the next couple of days. By sheer coincidence, as you pulled in you noticed your neighbor that you now knew as Draco pull into his driveway.

This week can't exactly get worse you thought as your legs carried you to his front door. With gentle knocks on the door, you waited patiently. Being rejected once more didn't bother you, but you at least wanted to hear him speak to you and try your chance to become better acquainted.

Draco opened his door, his tie was undone and he looked confusingly at you. “Can I help you?”

Panic overcame your senses and without thinking, you blurted out, “Do you hate me?” You noticed his shocked face as it was probably not something he expected to hear.

“Excuse me, what exactly are you talking about?” he asked in his entrancing British accent. It was too late to take it back, so you just kept going with it. “I’m sorry, but you moved in here four months ago and you seem to have made friends with everyone around here but for some reason, you won’t even say ‘hi’ to me. Did I offend you or something?” You sounded exhausted and sad. Not only at the week you just had, but how Draco wasn’t being so neighborly with you as he was with everyone else on the street. It bothered you so much to no end. And the most frustrating thing was that you didn’t understand why.

“Uh, I apologize that we haven’t been on speaking terms but I don’t think I have to talk to you now, do I?” Draco scoffed. Why is he being such a jerk? “I’m not saying that you have to talk to me, but it’d be nice if you could at least wave or something. But instead, you look at me funny and ignore me. It’s kinda rude.”

“Merlin, you muggles are so temperamental.” Draco said under his breath. The word sounded funny to you.

“Muggles? Did you just call me a muggle?” The look on Draco’s face didn’t go unnoticed. He stared at you for a few moments, not saying anything. What does that mean? “Is that what you call Americans in the UK? Doesn’t really sound nice.”

Draco started laughing mockingly at you, his grip on his door tightening and knuckles turning white, “Look, I don’t understand what it is exactly you want from me but I will say this; the fact that you are so offended that I won’t acknowledge you is honestly quite fucking childish and if you couldn’t get the hint then I’ll say it plainly for you now. I don’t. Wish. To. Be. Friends. With. You. Got it?” and with that, he slammed the door in your face.

Groaning out, you yelled at him through his door, “Fuck you then! I don’t wanna be friends with some rude prick!” You ran to your door and slammed it pretty hard. The sudden noise frightened your cat and made her run from her tower into your room. What the fuck is his deal?

You walked to your room, pissed off and tired. Looking up, you saw Draco in his room. You stared each other down before you walked up to your window to close your blinds, flipping him off before it fully closed. Afterwards, you took a regular shower and went to bed. Anger built up inside you, and for probably the first time, you hated another human being. And you had to live next to him for god knows how long.

“I mean, did you really have to say that to her?” Ian and Ashley had just listened to Draco explain what had happened the night before. Ian just sat in the chair eating his lunch as Ashley responded to him. “I know things might be different in England, but you should’ve given her a chance. She could be nice. I have a couple No-Maj friends on my block.”

“I’m on Ash with this. Is it really all because she’s Wiccan? Be honest, Dray,” Ian chipped in. At that point, Draco didn’t really know what to say. He thought he could look past it, but he couldn’t. “Maybe, yeah. I come from two families that had very strict traditions and views of muggles. I thought I dropped those views but seeing first hand what they do and-”

“And it makes you feel like a freak? Because you’re a real wizard that can do magic and they sit in some weirdly drawn circle and ‘do’ magic?” Ashley finished Draco’s sentence, making quotation marks with her hands. “I get it, I really do. I was offended too when I had to read about No-Maj’s doing this during school. And then to see movies where witches are viewed as ugly, green-skinned hags with warts on her face and wear rags for clothes. Kinda brings you down as a kid. But I got over it. You should, too.” Ashley held Draco’s hand for a bit before she grabbed her coffee mug and left for her appointments.

Ian sat quietly, watching as Draco was sinking in everything he was advised. “Look man, it’s not really my business to be telling you what you should or shouldn’t like, and who you should or shouldn’t like. And you know what, you’re not exactly in the wrong to get mad about what happened. After all, she just kinda picked a fight with you out of nowhere.” Draco had a face that looked as if he was saying ‘Right? I’m not crazy here’

“But,” of course there’s a ‘but’, “from what I hear around the street, Y/N’s really nice. Super weird for sure, but an overall nice person. I think you should think about it.” Ian nodded at Draco before joining Ashley out of the breakroom. Draco sat there, thinking about what his friends said and also thought back to his mother’s letters. I’m such a child. And I’m the one that called her childish. If he was honest, you were but it didn’t make him better.

He knew what he was going to do after work. It pained him to have to apologize to someone. Apologizing wasn’t something he was exactly used to doing. He’s only done it once to Harry and his friends nearly three years after the Battle. He didn’t even really know what to say to you. But he’ll figure it out. Right?

You stood shocked at your doorstep, hands holding onto the sweater as you looked before you. “Mom, you’re here early.”

“I had been given an extra week off of work so I thought I’d just come and see my oldest baby before your brother and Stephanie comes. Also gives me a head start to plan our dinner and get this house situated,” your mother walked past you with her two large luggage cases and dropped them on your living room floor. She looked around the house and eyed all the decorations and pictures on the walls.

To her, everything was nearly normal. You had family pictures posted and some pictures of you and your friends from college. In the living room, you had a tapestry hung up behind your couch that used to belong to your grandmother. “Y/N please, will you take down that blanket? Why don’t you put up a picture of some flowers, or maybe something abstract?”

“Because I don’t want a picture of flowers and that’s not a blanket. It was Grandma’s. I want it hung up there. Ma, you gotta understand that it’s my house now.” Your arms were crossed due to the cold. You had the day off and tried to spend it well as you did your cleansing spell in the morning, but it seems that it wasn’t very effective seeing as your mother came in and immediately started nitpicking everything.

“It was cute in your room when you were a kid. But you’re 26 now. How would your boyfriend feel if he walked in here and thought ‘oh, didn’t know I was dating a 16 year old.’” Her constant criticism was nearly pushing you to the edge. “Ma, I don’t really want to argue with you tonight so I’m just going to bed-” a doorbell rang throughout the house and you were thanking whoever was listening for giving you a reason to walk away from your mother.

As soon as you opened the door, you were met with another face that you weren’t exactly excited to see. “Can I help you?” you repeated Draco’s words from last night back at him in a spiteful tone.

Through gritted teeth, he looked at you and said, “I just wanted to tell you that I’m sorry for being an arse yesterday. I hope we can look past it and become well-acquainted neighbors.”

“Huh, you’re sorry? You don’t really sound it.”

“I know, I’m not really used to doing this,” Draco quipped. “But nonetheless, I would still like to apologize.”

“Yeah, whatever, I’m sorry too.” You were about to close the door until your mother came up and pushed the door completely open, “Honey, who’s at the door- oh! Hello, I’m Y/M/N. And you are?” She looked at Draco with the nicest smile that you had ever seen on her.

“Hello, My name’s Draco. Nice to meet you,” he awkwardly shook your mother’s hand. He didn’t smile, but he also didn’t have the usual scowl on his face when he would look at you. Guess he does have manners. “Y/N, is this a friend of yours?” your mother insinuated with a less than discreet wink. Without missing a beat, you replied, “No. Ma, this is my new neighbor. I just met him. But it’s late, so nice meeting you Draco. See you around.” And you closed the door.

“That was rude, Y/N. You should have invited him in. He’s very cute,” your mother grabbed her bags and headed into the guest room. From a distance, you could hear your mother speak to herself, saying ‘At least this room looks normal’. “It’s kinda late. Besides, we have all the time in the world to talk.”

You walked to your small closet and grabbed the special bath salts for stress relief and walked to your bathroom. Starting to strip, your mother barged in. “Ma! Privacy, please!”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Y/N. I gave birth to you. Anyways, how long has it been since he moved in? Do you think he knows about your witchy stuff?” She asked as she stood by the door, checking her reflection as you continued to undress for your bath. “I don’t really hold a sign around my neck that says I’m a Wiccan, Mother,” you said with closed eyes. Your mother said, “I hope not. Night, baby,” and closed the door.

This is going to be a long three weeks.

The morning came and you woke up before your alarm and did your daily routine. The only difference was that your mother was going through your pantry looking for ingredients to make breakfast. “Morning, honey. Do you want some pancakes? I’ll make your favorites! It’s still blueberry, right?”

“No, that was Y/B/N. Mine are chocolate chip and peanut butter.” You said flatly as you grabbed your watering can. “Oh that’s right. But I already bought the blueberries.”

“That’s fine, they still taste good.” Your mother was satisfied with your response and started right away. You walked out to your front yard and watered your plants along the fence. The betony plants were beautiful, its sight was calming your nerves as you poured water over them. The sound of a door closing caused you to look up, watching Draco as he was standing in his yard with what seemed like a cigarette attached to his lips before he took it out and placed it onto an ashtray that was on his porch.

He walked over to the fence that separated your yards. The smell of the cigarette was in the air and it reminded you of your late father. “I meant it last night,” he mentioned his apology. You didn’t really know what to say so you just nodded and went back to watering your plants.

“But if I recall, you did start that fight,” he chuckled. You glared up at him for a few seconds before returning to your task. “Alright, I guess I’m sorry too.” Draco scoffed and just whispered ‘Whatever’ and walked away. “Wait,” you called for him before he walked back into his house and luckily, he stopped. “I’m sorry,” you said with sincerity. “Can we just start over?”

He stared at you, visibly contemplating your question then finally said, “Sure.” He walked into his house and you stood shocked in your yard. Your mother walked out and announced to you, “Honey! Breakfast is ready! Come on, I think your plants are watered enough.” With the snap of your screen door, you were released from your daze and walked inside. Maybe this week is turning around after all.

Draco sat in his room, not exactly sure what exactly happened. Was he really going to try and become friends with a muggle? He could imagine the look on his fathers face. Just because he had lost in the Battle, didn’t mean that he magically accepted muggles and muggle-borns. Narcissa didn’t like them much either but she also didn’t hate them as Lucius did.

This would shock not only his parents, but also his friends, Blaise and Theo. Merlin, the person that would probably have a field day about this would be Hermione Granger. He sat there, imagining Granger either laughing at him or cursing him after all the bullying he put her through. All those years of calling her a mudblood and he becomes friends with a muggle. A No-Maj. A Wiccan No-Maj. But then he thought about what Ian said at work. Y/N is really nice. Weird, but nice. And when he agreed to having a fresh start with you, he figured that it would give you a chance to prove him wrong about what you were like.

Or she could be exactly what I always thought muggles to be. Foolish.

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