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pinkyqil · 14 days

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Fuck boy // Patri x Pina

Summary : just two bestfriends who happens to be madly inlove but one's just a straight up fuck boy or girl whatever you want to call it and are inlove but can't admit to it.

Notes : y'all wanted fuck boy patri x pina so here it's,gonna be a mini series so send me some ideas or what you'll like to see between them or how the tension goes

Pina was done with patri's fuck boy act everyday was her hearing about some new girl who landed in her bed and how amazing it was.

she was tried and had enough fantasizing about what patri was like. how she treated the girls she brought to bed wanting it to be her instead of some random strangers.

Yesterday the team had gone clubbing but Pina couldn't go due to being sick all weekend.and now she was stuck between mapi and patri who hadn't stop talking about some chick she had made out with last night.

Her jealous feelings where rising the more she had to listen about patri fawn over some girl she definitely had enough listening.

"Patricia shut up for once we get it already you made out with some hot chick like you always do now let some of us have peace". Pina told her before walking away.

"Amiga what did you do". mapi asked cause she's never really seen the duo be that mad at each other before.

"Nothing that I could think of I don't really know".

"Oh lord you got the tiniest one angry and don't know what you did your dead meat at this point". Mapi told patri before pulling her along to do some exercises.

Everyone else around them became a little bit suspicious as the duo hadn't done anything stupid or pulled a prank like they normally do on one of them. it made everyone low spirited especially the younger ones who got to pull pranks or have fun with the duo in general but a few were happy that they wouldn't have to deal with any of the duo shenanigans.

The rest of training patri had tried talking to pina but would just get ignored by the girl or when trying to do some drills together she would rush to someone else before she could ask it broke patri to see Pina ignoring her without knowing what she did wrong.

Pina on the other hand thought she's been doing well her plan was to ignore patri until she could sort out her feelings which look's like it would take a while cause patri doesn't plan on giving up.

"Pina please talk to me or at least tell me what I did wrong". She said getting in her way before she could move.

"Nothing now please get out of my way". She honestly didn't mean it that way but it came out way aggressive than expected.

"No not until you tell me what wrong". Patri wasn't going down without a fight even though she was hurt by pina's tone.

"Patri just drop it I don't wanna talk about".Pina told her once more trying to leave.

Patri knew she must have fucked up when she saw th way pina's facial expression changed on her cause she wasn't the type to be that mad at her through out there friendship.

"Before you leave how about I make it to this Friday there's this new restaurant that opened up let me take you there please".

"Fine can you let my hands go now". she said making patri drop her hand.

All night pina's mind was filled with thoughts of patri.

wondering how she could like her bestfriend well not wondering but like who wouldn't fall inlove with a tall brunette spainsh woman who probably has one of the greatest abs and also one spain biggest fuck boy to ever exist even though pina knew she shouldn't be feeling like this.

Friday came like a breeze pina was ready to face patri after a week of ignoring her while dreaming about how sexy she was..

Patri promised to pick her up which she came right on time. opening the door for her pulling out her chair which would be very out of character for the tall one.

"So I just want to apologize for whatever dumb thing i did that offended you to be that mad all I really want is my bestfriend to stop ignoring me and acting like I don't exist". She said.

"It all okay I probably over reacted a little too much sorry for ignoring you".

"So we good". She asked

"We are". Pina told her before she busted out laughing at their awkwardness.

There day at the restaurant ended up well except the part where the waiter passed by mistaking them for a couple which left both of them blowing different shade of red.

Patri had convinced Pina to stay over for the night as they had the weekend off.

Bad idea really bad idea.

Arriving at patri places they both had been playing fifa for hours in her room until patri had pushed pina on the bed trying to mess her game up.

"Puta stop trying to cheat just cause you can't play like me".

"Says the person who's the same as a baby bear". Patri told her before climbing on top of Pina who had just been laying on the bed.

before holding her hands together staring into her eyes.

The two of them found themselves in a un required position that would be when patri had pulled Pina by the waist and kiss her.

Leaving both of them in shock by her sudden actions.

What wil happens now? how would they both react!? Would patri pull away or counting kissing pina ???

A/n: cliffhanger causes why not 😝 this might be a mini series so send in more ideas and feedbacks as there heavily appreciated thanks for reading hope you enjoyed.

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summer-princess · 3 months

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Her Type- Ingrid Engen x Mapi Leon

Summary: Ingrid Engen had a type. Sitting on the couch with her girlfriend, casually making out, hands beginning to wander, she could definitely acknowledge that. Or, Ingrid tops the shit out of Mapi.

🔞Explicit Content, Minors DNI🔞

Originally posted on my ao3

Ingrid Engen had a type.

And no matter how much she blushed and vehemently denied it when Frido teased her, she knew it was true. What could she say? It was an observable fact, supported by the two serious relationships she'd had in her adult life. Ingrid had a bad habit of falling for pretty blonde girls covered in tattoos, just a little bit older than her, and they had the habit of falling for her too.

Another element of this truth, however, was better kept away from the public gaze.

Ingrid liked pretty girls covered in tattoos. And she loved taking them apart.

Sitting on the couch with her girlfriend, casually making out with hands beginning to wander, she could definitely acknowledge that.

Kissing Mapi was addictive, with every brush of the older woman's lips against her own making the Norwegian's heart beat faster, happy shivers covering her body. The Spaniard's mouth was slotted beneath her own as Ingrid slid her hand gently up Mapi's side, slipping beneath her shirt to feel the warm skin beneath. Although Ingrid dominated the kiss, the smaller woman was by no means passive- every once in a while she would let her teeth brush carefully against Ingrid's lips, claiming space in the chasm where their mouths met.

Whenever she did, Ingrid would let her have the reigns for a moment before tugging gently on her hair, responding by driving her own lips forward, deepening the kiss further until finally there was nothing else for it but to wrap her hands around Mapi’s waist, pulling the Spaniard into her lap and slotting one strong leg between her thighs.

“Fuck,” moaned the blonde, a sound that made Ingrid smile to herself as they kissed again. Lips still connected to her girlfriend’s, the Norwegian scooped Mapi up into her arms, hands coming to rest firmly on her ass as she carried her the few steps to the bedroom.

“Ingrid, fuck,” the older defender moaned as her girlfriend settled them on the mattress, Mapi on her back with Ingrid hovering over her, strong hands moving from her ass to slide up beneath her shirt, all the while maintaining the heavy contact between their mouths, sliding messily against each other. The Norwegian shifted, sliding her leg back in between Mapi’s.

"Hello there," she grinned. She might have said something else, but before she could utter another word, Mapi had tangled her hands in Ingrid's hair, pulling the already swollen lips back against her own. The kiss was bruising, its conclusion leaving both women gasping for breath. Ingrid's hands, still on her girlfriend's breasts, moved slowly, fingers searching out and finding pert nipples, drawing them into peaks with her touch.

Mapi squirmed, already rocking her hips against Ingrid's still-clothed leg. There were too many layers of fabric between them for her to really feel anything, but the Norwegian smirked at her anyway, a sudden pinch to the elder's nipple making her gasp.

"I love how sensitive your tits are," said Ingrid, voice saccharine despite the filthy words being uttered. "Every time I play with your pretty nipples it turns you into just the most darling desperate little thing. Like I haven't touched you a hundred times before."

Even as Ingrid brought her mouth down, pushing up Mapi's shirt to reveal her braless chest, she could sense the blush on her girlfriend's cheeks. She grinned to herself as she took one of the hard peaks into her mouth- when they had first started dating, it had been Mapi who made her blush most of the time. She still did, if Ingrid was being honest- every time the older woman called her princess or spoiled her with an expensive dinner or new dress, her cheeks would flame red. However, the Norwegian thoroughly enjoyed turning the tables on her, drawing the blood up to coat Mapi's cheeks before inevitably taking her apart.

"Ingrid," whined the Spaniard, distracted by how good her girlfriend's mouth felt on her sensitive nipples. "Ingrid, baby, c'mon."

"What do you want, Maria?"

"Touch me," she said, voice a gasp as Ingrid ran her teeth across sensitive skin. Bringing her mouth away with a lewd pop, the brunette grinned down at her girlfriend, ready to wind her up even further.

"That's not how we ask for things, love," she cooed, shaking her head in mock disapproval.

Mapi growled in annoyance, hands fiddling with the waistband of her own shorts as she shoved them down her legs, kicking them carelessly away along with her panties and leaving her bottom half bare, a feast for Ingrid's eyes.

"Please," she said, blush deepening. "Is that what you wanted to fucking hear? Please touch me, Ingrid."

"There we go," said the Norwegian. "Good girl."

With two long fingers, Ingrid began to circle her girlfriend's clit, dipping them quickly into Mapi to coat the tips with her wetness. She started out slowly, gently, barely brushing the swollen bud which was begging for her caress. Even as she got wetter and wetter, Ingrid's talented fingers gradually increasing the pressure, Mapi couldn't take her eyes off of her beautiful girlfriend. Before Ingrid, she had been the one who typically called the shots with her previous partners. The first time the Norwegian had turned the tables on her, though, she had been spellbound by it. Each and every time Ingrid did this, put her on her back or her hands and knees and called her good girl while making her ask for it, the spell was cast all over again.

Letting her eyes drift shut, Ingrid's hand continuing to rub circles around her sensitive clit, occasionally dipping a finger inside, Mapi only became aware of the world around her again when the motions stopped. A rather undignified whine slipping from her lips, she opened her eyes again to find that she had caught Ingrid in the process of undressing. Shamelessly, she devoured her girlfriend's body with her eyes, gaze dropping quickly to the wetness between her legs. Oh God, she wanted Ingrid on her tongue.

The younger defender smiled when she noticed that Mapi had opened her eyes, dropping the last of her clothing to the ground and turning around to dig through their drawer, providing the blonde with an excellent angle from which to admire her ass.

The strap which she pulled out of the drawer wasn't their biggest by any means, and it was only single sided, but it had a gentle curve which touched Mapi in all the right places. She clenched around nothing, already anticipating how it would feel as it slid into her, and so she was surprised when, rather than putting it on straightaway, Ingrid set the toy gently on the bedside table.

Climbing back onto the bed, Ingrid bent down to give her girlfriend another bruising kiss, tugging gently on her hair.

"I want to sit on your face," she whispered. Mapi nodded eagerly, resisting the urge to reach down between her own thighs, knowing that, with how dominant of a mood her partner seemed to be in today, she certainly wouldn't tolerate that.

"Please," she moaned. "God, yes, Ingrid. Please sit on my face."

Ingrid's grin widened as she straddled her girlfriend, lowering herself down until her soaked pussy was almost within Mapi's reach. The older woman stuck out her tongue, trying to reach it, but Ingrid kept it just out of reach, bringing down the hand not bracing herself against the headboard to toy with her own swollen clit, a sight that made Mapi think she might die there. Then, slowly, just as her partner was about to burst from the frustration of it, of having Ingrid right there yet not being able to quite reach her while still keeping her head on the pillow, Ingrid sank fully down, wet cunt finding a home against the other's swollen lips.

Ingrid let Mapi set the pace at first, the blonde beginning with gentle licks and kisses to Ingrid's clit, taking the bud between her lips and sucking it into her mouth, a movement which made Ingrid's hips jerk almost imperceptibly. Then, just as the Spaniard was getting into her rhythm, Ingrid started to grind down against her partner's face, her hole against Mapi's mouth directing her partner to focus her attention there. Ingrid's hand came down again, thumb rubbing roughly against her swollen clit.

Mapi watched, mesmerized, as her fingers moved, creamy thighs on either side of her head. There was something about it, about licking diligently at her girlfriend's hole while Ingrid toyed with her own clit, that made her want to melt into a puddle at her girlfriend's feet.

"Fuck, Maria," moaned Ingrid. "Your mouth, oh!"

Mapi couldn't be quite sure how long she was between Ingrid's legs, losing herself in the heaven of her girlfriend's juices coating her face, the feeling of being completely surrounded by the Norwegian's pussy, her own throbbing between her thighs. She only became aware again when the pattern changed, when Ingrid took her hand away from her clit to tangle it in Mapi's blonde hair, using it to direct her girlfriend as she approached her peak.

"There, yes," she gasped. "Just like that, fuck! I'm close!"

Redoubling her efforts, desperate for Ingrid to come for her, Mapi took her girlfriend's clit between her lips again. One of her hands, idle at her sides before this point, came up to slide two fingers into Ingrid's pussy, curling them gently to find her favorite spot.

"Fuck, I'm going to come on your face."

Ingrid had just enough stamina left to utter the statement before she was cresting her orgasm, cunt pulsing steadily around Mapi's fingers, juices leaking out to coat the Spaniard's tongue and chin, incoherent noises of pleasure falling from her lips. She rode out her climax against her girlfriend's face, hand still tight in her hair, only collapsing down onto the bed once the orgasm had faded.

Even though the longing between her own legs was becoming difficult to ignore, the older woman gave Ingrid a moment to recover before she pressed a kiss to the hollow of her throat, the remnants of Ingrid's orgasm leaving a wet spot where her lips touched Ingrid's skin.

"Mm," said Ingrid, shaking her head back and forth to refocus on the beautiful woman waiting for her to fuck her. "Let me strap up, love."

She reached for the dildo and harness that she had left on the bedside table, sliding it on before spitting into her own hand and giving the toy a performative stroke.

"Do you want me, love?"

Mapi nodded, spreading her legs to reveal her own soaked pussy, begging silently for Ingrid's attention. The Norwegian smirked, a predatory expression that sent chills across her partner's body. Even though she had just come, her clit gave an interested twitch at the sight of Mapi on her back, legs wide open for her, cunt just waiting for Ingrid to slide her cock inside.

"God," she said, kneeling down on the bed and gripping her girlfriend's hips. "Aren't you just the prettiest sight? So wet for me. It's almost obscene, isn't it? How wet you get for me."

“Fuck,” came the whine from between her girlfriend’s lips, the desperate sound music to Ingrid’s ears as she stroked her entrance, tantalizingly slow, with the head of their strap. Mapi was teetering on the edge of exactly where Ingrid wanted her- all she needed was a little push.

“Be good for me,” she crooned, letting the head of the toy come to rest up against the Spaniard’s hard clit and giving it another stroke. Her hands came up to Mapi's chest, the brunette noting absently that the shirt she had pushed up earlier was still bunched up at the base of her girlfriend's neck. Her fingers rolling Mapi's nipples drew another wrecked moan from the older woman.

“I’ll fuck you,” she continued, voice gentle as she made the dirty promise.

“All you need to do is beg.”

“Please,” came the whimper, before Ingrid had even finished speaking. “Please, Ingrid, fuck me! I need it so bad, please!”

“There you go,” cooed Ingrid, letting the teasing edge fully enter her voice as she pressed her hips forward, one hand still toying with Mapi’s peaked nipples. The noise the Spaniard released as Ingrid sank into her was truly sinful, provoking a smile of smug satisfaction from the younger woman. Ingrid watched the head of the toy disappear inside her girlfriend, her cunt swallowing it so perfectly.

“Was that really so difficult?”

Mapi didn’t respond- what was difficult for her now was keeping her hips pressed against the bed, trying not to buck upward and meet Ingrid’s thrusts with her own. The Norwegian’s hips moved slowly, torturously slowly, each thrust sending the toy a bit deeper. The older woman stretched around it and, for a few moments, the only sounds in the room were her soft gasps, accompanied by the filthy wet sounds her pussy was making as Ingrid fucked her.

"Fuck," moaned Ingrid, eyes locked on the way her girlfriend's face contorted in pleasure as she fucked her. Having not had any attention for a good fifteen minutes, the older woman's clit twitched under Ingrid's skilled touch. It wasn't going to take much, the Norwegian could tell, to get her there.

The smooth thrusts, combined with Ingrid's fingers circling her swollen clit, had Mapi teetering on the edge before she knew it. Locking eyes with Ingrid, the Spaniard saw her girlfriend give a slight nod and, permission granted, the muscles of the blonde's cunt spasmed with orgasm, gripping the toy inside her. Ingrid's fingers continued their path on her clit, working her through her climax, wave upon wave of pleasure drowning her. The thin digits worked her, playing her like an instrument, until her whimpers became oversensitive.

Easing her cock gently out, taking a moment to admire the copious wetness clinging to the toy, Ingrid took her fucked out girlfriend into her arms, pressing a kiss to her swollen lips.

"How was that, love?"

Mapi didn't answer right away, still occupied with catching her breath. Eventually, though, she turned to Ingrid, lips raised in the smile that had first captured the Norwegian's heart.

"Perfect as always, princess."

It was Ingrid's turn to blush as Mapi kissed her cheek, pulling the sheets up and over them.

#woso #woso smut #woso fanfics #fcb femení #ingrid engen #mapi leon #ingrid engen x mapi leon #woso community #player x player

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iloveclark1 · 1 month

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ok I don't really know how to start this but here goes nothing.

pairing - Kate Martin x Caitlin Clark

warnings - SMUT.

word count - 692

sorry its short 💔

i did not spell check...

it was a rough loss for Iowa. Caitlin worked her ass of and it felt like there was a weight on her back that she had to carry for her team. Kate obviously disagreed. she was always the one to bring Caitlin back to reality when she felt like she wasn't enough.

"baby calm down its not your fault." kate gave as much praise as possible while Caitlin had her fingers digging into her scalp, sitting down on a bench in the locker room. all the girls had left by now but Caitlin could barely move. Kate sat next to her, rubbing her back hoping she could make her feel better some way. the dirty blonde girl played her head on Caitlin's shoulder still running her fingers across the brunettes back. the mere feeling of Kate's touch made Caitlin feel a bit better already. she finally let out a sigh before standing up, silently letting Kate's hand fall down to her waist. the girls held onto each other before actually leaving and driving home.

kate always looked up to Caitlin even at her worst. a lot of times she felt like she was lucky to be this close to her but Caitlin felt the exact same. they were perfect people in each other's eyes not their own.

the drive to the girls' apartment was silent. as silent as it was, Caitlin didn't hesitate to holding onto Kate's thigh. even if they weren't asking to each other, you could always tell that they wouldn't want to be away from each other. ever. the brunette was silent even walking through the door. she took of her shoes and got in the shower without speaking, even her breaths were quiet. usually the girls showered alone but Kate felt the need to be holding Caitlin as much as possible. like I said, you could always tell. only 3 minutes into Caitlin's shower did Kate take off her own clothes and stepped in the shower behind the brunette. that was the first time Caitlin smiled since the loss. it was a subtle smile but at least it was something. Kate wrapped her hands around Caitlin's stomach, letting her take all the warm water.

still no words were exchanged, just small pecks of caitlins bare shoulders. "you did good hun. I promise its not your fault." Kate whispered in Caitlin's ear before turning her around and placing a short kiss on her lips. before Kate could pull away to keep admiring her girlfriend, Caitlin wrapped her hands around the back of kates neck and deepened the kiss. Kate could feel that she had been desperate for this since the two stepped on court.

kates hands started to roamed around Caitlin's back, tracing her spin up to her neck. Caitlin quickly let her tongue sneak out between her lips and moved along with Kate's. as much as Caitlin loved to tease before fucking Kate, she decided that both of them deserved something a bit better.

caitlin had no hesitation to slip in two of her fingers, keeping a slower but passionate pace. Kate quickly threw her head back but was controlled by Caitlin strong hand bringing it back into her lips. Caitlin swallowed each and every moan that Kate let out while quickening her pace.

kate began to squirm around, needing the brunette to go even faster than she already was. "f-fuck cait..."

"stay still."

kate felt her legs go weak as she came on Caitlin's fingers for only the first time tonight. Caitlin slowly pressed Kate's back against the shower wall, not stop or moving where her fingers were curled inside of the blondes cunt.

"God don't stop please." Kate pulled away from Caitlin's lips to speak, her voice cracking while reaching a higher pitch than usual.

the pure sound of Kate's whines almost made Caitlin drip. it definitely gave her a boost that was needed after that game. before Kate could cum for a second time, Caitlin removed her fingers, licking them clean.

"more later okay?"

kate nodded while Caitlin stepped out of the shower and got dressed.

caitlin didn't realize that it would her girlfriends turn after.

🫣🫣

#anonymous #caitlin clark #kate martin #caitlin clark smut #player x player #18+ only

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hellsuwus · 2 months

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An awful babysitter, inspired by @bumblehoneybee

#i live for ur fics #dogday #dogday x player #poppy playtime #dogday x reader #sunnyangel

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magnetic-dogz · 2 months

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People are so fucking mean to the elemental monkeys and for what??? Because you think they're ugly???? Yeah well you're ugly. In your heart

#cookie.txt #my simisage has been my best friend and strongest player in my white and X playthroughs. respect her

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yoshipupz · 25 days

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Kisses ^3^ 💖

a lil animation I made AAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE KINITO ASRRDGGG WOOFWOFO WO. ok uuuerm,!

#art #fanart #kinito fanart #kinitopet fanart #kinito pet #kinitopet #kinito my beloved #kinito the axolotl #animated #animation #flipaclip #ship art #kinito x y/n #kinito x player #y/n

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words-writ-in-starlight · 1 year

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listen I expected literally Nothing from the D&D movie okay, like I can't make it clear enough that I expected the most soulless money grab with a good cgi budget imaginable, I went in having already gone through every stage of grief and landed on acceptance and LISTEN

I fucking CRIED during this dumb RPG movie. it wasn't just "not terrible" it was objectively good with a clever plot and compelling characters and sincere emotional beats. this movie loves D&D so fucking much and it NAILS the "a bunch of goobers try to be cool and accidentally discover The Power Of Friendship And Also Great Violence" classic D&D party vibe. their barbarian's last name is fucking Kilgore and my entire family cried in the theater.

I hope they make twelve of these motherfuckers.

#honor among thieves #dnd #dungeons and dragons: honor among thieves #holga kilgore #she is a BARBARIAN whose name is KILL GORE like who among us has not been in a party with this exact character #some new player who picked whatever they were told was the easiest class and gave them a name that is 98% a joke #and just piggybacked their backstory onto the most experienced player's as like rp training wheels #and then smash cut 60 sessions later and we're all getting choked up over john dingus or whatever #do you motherfuckers know how rarely i cry????? about ANYTHING?????#god it was so good #i am going to watch this an unhealthy amount #i want a separate movie for every red wizard and also one about xenk's backstory #his name is X E N K with an X these writers have played some fucking DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS #do i have to buy dead in thay now?????? i think i have to buy dead in thay now #i literally ran dnd on friday and this movie put me in WITHDRAWAL i want to play some dnd Now

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suiana · 3 months

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imagine a yandere who's a player and a darling who appears to be a sweet, innocent thing. keyword, appears. because plot twist, darling actually used to be one of yan player's play things, devoting their hearts to him until... he broke it. duh.

he claimed that he was bored of darling, abandoning them onto the curb after having his fun with them. darling is of course shattered, broken beyond belief. how could he do such a thing? they had given everything up for yan player! but instead of being pathetic and depressed, darling decides that revenge is the better option.

it's not like he'll remember their face anyway. yan player plays with too many people for darling to stand out.

so darling comes back into yan player's life, planning on ruining his life and ditching him like he ditched them. but halfway through the plan, something seems to be horribly wrong. because why does yan player suddenly remember who they are? and why does darling suddenly get a really bad feeling?

#yandere #tw yandere #yandere x reader #yandere drabbles #yandere imagines #yandere scenario #yandere concept #yandere player #yandere player x reader #gn reader #suiana rambling #suiana brainrotting

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pinkyqil · 11 days

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secreta // a.Putellas x j.Hermoso

It been months since jenni and alexia got back together the couple had been keeping it a secret from close friends family and of course teammates.

not that they didn't want to tell them just because they deserve to have this as their little secret.

they've posted small snap shots of there relationships without revealing who the other was.

and let's say it was very fun when fans obviously try and connect the dots cause who would think long time exes are back together.

It was the couple secret best one in fact being able to have that relationship dynamic.

going on dates whenever they could visiting each other no matter what the distance would be they could be in love outside or keep it a secret who was gonna know.

As long has they love and got each other that was all that mattered nothing else no one else.

A/n: lil jenni and alexia fic ik it not that long wasn't planning on it, hope you all have a happy Sunday 💗

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0fflimits · 1 month

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heres some fluff comfort kinito n player doodles thing,,,,

sorry for multiplle posts in a short amount of time i kinda have quite a bit of kinito art i didn’t get to post 🚶

#art #fanart #kinito #kinitopet #kinito the axolotl #kinito fanart #kinito x y/n #kinito x player #kinitopet fanart #Why cant i hold him its not fair #auuufhffhfff #Didn’t Write “You” inmost of theseto not make it too crowded

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steviesbicrisis · 1 year

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Gareth is in charge of the Corroded Coffin official TikTok account, being the only one who actually uses social media on a daily basis.

He's playing Fuck Marry Kill with the three random celebrities generator and trying to make the other guys join as well.

When it's Eddie's turn, he's having none of it "they're just gonna get mad at me because I know no one! let me live in peace!"

Gareth insists until he shoves the phone in Eddie's face, giving him no chance to escape. The filter generates three pictures on top of Eddie's face.

"I have no fucking clue who these people-" he stops talking as his eyes focus on the last picture, it's a man around his age with voluminous hair and beautiful features. Eddie pulls the phone up close, ripping it out of Gareth's hand, to have a better look.

"you okay man?" Gareth asks, out of frame.

"Kiss, have sex with, marry, and adopt a puppy with him," he says, pointing at the guy on the screen "kill the other two."

"That's not how you play man, the fuck??" Gareth appears in frame and looks at the celebrities "you mean the third guy? are you serious?"

Eddie glares at him sideways "have you fucking seen him? he's a fucking-" but the video is cut off by the time limit.

The most liked comment under the video is by none other than famous baseball player Steve Harrington:

"I'm more of a cat type, but how about we discuss it over dinner? ;)"

More of this story here

#steddie #steddie headcanon #steve and eddie #steve x eddie #steddie prompt #prompts #famous eddie munson #famous steve harrington #guitarist eddie munson #baseball player steve harrington #tiktok au #celebrities au #corroded coffin #sbc writes #ficlets

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lloline · 2 months

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Dogday & Poppy (and her Angel)

a small illustration how i imagine Poppy and Dogday's meeting justice for Dogday please our poor good boy (,,>﹏<,,)

#dogday #poppy playtime #poppy playtime poppy #dogday x y/n #dogday x player #poppy playtime fanart #smiling critters #poppy playtime chapter 3 #ppt #ppt 3 #fanart #art #digital art #dogday poppy playtime #poppy playtime art #poppy playtime dogday #poppy playtime 3 #illustration #artist on tumblr

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hellsuwus · 3 months

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Puppyday gets a bandana!!

#sunnyday #dogday x player #dogday x reader #dogday #poppy playtime

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sparklingchim · 9 months

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too hot to handle;m | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 5.3k

rating: 18+

genre: hockeyplayer!jungkook, richgirlie!oc, brother’s best friend, college!au, fwb

warnings: belly button smoochies !!!!, they banter a lot hihi, oral (m receiving), protected sex, dick slaps on the face 🫢, mentions of underage drinking, spanking, spitting, dirty talk, oc loves reality tv shows & jk just puts up w it, groping, praise, a sprinkle of jealousy😋, INTRODUCING A KITTY CAT !!!! pls she is the cutest <3

summary: pov: it's a hot summer day, and naturally, your brother's best friend can't take his eyes off your scantily clad body.

a/n: wow it's been so long!! but here's a lil summer fic!! love u hope u like it MWAH 😙

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“I can’t believe those people can’t keep their dick in for just a little while.” Jungkook tilts his head in a disapproving way. “There’s so much money at stake and you're risking it just cause you’re horny?”

You silently giggle at the way his brows knit. The judgement that contorts his face is the exact opposite of his earlier claims that he doesn’t care about silly reality tv shows that are obviously pre-arranged and scripted.

“Oh, don’t act like it’d be easy for you.” You poke his calf with your foot. “You’re a very horny person, Jungkook.” You look up at him with your chin resting against his bare chest and give him a pointed look.

His bottom lip juts out as he ponders your words. “I don’t think so,” he finally says.

You gasp in mock surprise, pushing yourself away from with your palms against shoulders. You lie nearly completely on top of him, one leg thrown across his body. “That is a bold statement coming from you.”

Jungkook toys with the strap of your lacy camisole. “Honestly, I think you are hornier than me.”

You blink multiple times. “Me?” You point to yourself. “No, it’s you.” You nudge his bare, husky chest with your nail – you got your nails done for summer, the tips are painted in the cutest pastel colours.

He catches your finger and swiftly interlaces his hand with yours. “Nuh-uh. It’s not me,” he denies. “Who was the one to initiate things between us?”

“That has nothing to do with this,” you argue. “You just never initiated anything because you’re scared of my brother.” A mischievous twinkle unfolds in your eyes. Jungkook should be paid for the obnoxious number of times he has to put up with your bratty ass.

Jungkook rolls his pretty eyes. “I wouldn’t be on his fucking couch cuddling with his sister if I was scared, hm?” He looks across the hallway, pointing with his chin to Taehyung’s room. “Where even is he?”

“I dunno. Said he’d come home late.”

His fingers slip away from yours and he holds his palm against yours.

“You’ve got long fingers,” you say, staring at the size difference.

“Your nails are pretty.” He mindlessly brushes his fingers over them.

You excitedly tap your fingertips against his hand. “I know, right? Thank you!” You lean down and give his belly button a kiss.

“Another one?”

You giggle foolishly, planting another smooch on his tummy. Then you rest your head on his belly and refocus on the show playing on the television.

His palm lies on the small of your back, thumb gently stroking your exposed skin. “You were, like, all over me, though. Last year, I mean.”

“Excuse me?” you turn your head.

“Last year during summer break, when Taehyung and I surprised you.”

“I know what you mean,” you tell him. You drop his hand on his lap, a frown blossoming on your face. “But that was not the case at all.”

Okay, perhaps he is correct – but to your defence, you were struggling with your first real heartbreak around that time and needed a little distraction.

“I just wanted to get the charger and leave,” he argues with a pout, playing all innocent with those damned doe eyes

“No.” You give him an appalled look. “You were literally standing in my room staring at me.”

“Well, I didn’t expect to find you like that.”

“You barged into my room, what were you expe-”

“I didn’t barge into your room,” he clarifies. “Your door was ajar, so I assumed you’d be decent.”

You shake your head disapprovingly. “Knocking is basic etiquette.”

“Whatever,” he sighs and his hand on your back sneaks beneath your top. “You initiated it, though. Practically threw yourself at me.”

You scoff, frowning up at him. “Need a trip down memory lane?”

Jungkook smirks amusedly. His dimple pops out adorably. “What?” He twirls a strand of your hair around his finger. “Wanna show me what we did?”

You roll your eyes, despite your heart skipping a beat. “You wouldn’t last a second on the show.” You tilt your head towards the flat screen tv.

“I have a hot girl in my arms – gonna blame a boy for trying?”

Jungkook clearly knows how to get you. And you hate that he knows when he’s got you. His smile grows bigger and his hand wanders down to your ass, barely covered with your tiny shorts, and delivers a little smack.

“C’mere,” he whispers and pulls you on top of him. “Wanna make you scream louder than you did earlier.”

one year ago

For you, summer doesn’t quite begin until it’s the perfect day to lie on the sun lounger in a cute bikini, sipping on a cold drink and bask in the gentle warmth with good music in your ears. It’s the perfect way to relax and unwind.

Lucky for you, today is one of those summer days – just perfect enough to spend the entire day resting by the pool. The sun is high in the sky, casting a warm glow on your skin.

Better than Revenge by Taylor Swift is blasting through your phone while you placidly flip the page of a memoir about love.

As you look up from the book, you notice that your little grey cat Moon has left your lap. She was sunbathing with you, lying flat on her belly with her limbs outstretched, but she must’ve slipped into the house a while ago. You dog ear the page and place the book on the small table beside you.

The sun dances on the water, creating a beautiful mosaic of light and shadow. A little slice of heaven on earth, you think. You love spending time in the backyard. It’s peaceful and tranquil.

And that’s when you hear the patter of feet running across the grass from behind, and before you’re able to realise what’s happening, two bodies jump into the pool, the water splashes everywhere – including you.

“What the-” You shut your eyes closed despite the sunglass perched on the bridge of your nose. Water droplets hit your face. You pull your sunglasses up to your forehead.

Two heads pop out of the water. “Hi.” Jungkook is the first to speak up. He sends a sweet smile in your direction, his hand doing a little wave.

Your heart beats faster at the sight of him. Unthinkingly, you slowly mimic the wave with your hand. Your gaze wanders over to the tattoo wreathing his shoulder, peeking out of the water, and the way the droplets run from his face to his neck before your eyes shift to your brother.

Taehyung is fixing his hair, a huge grin plastered on his face.

“What are you guys doing here?” You grab the towel next to you to dry yourself off. “Isn’t it Thursday? I thought you were coming back on Friday?”

“Surprise!” Your brother yells from the pool. When Taehyung notices the pout on your lips, he gives you a quizzical look. “You’re not happy to see me?” He pushes himself out of the pool and walks over to you.

“I had planned to bake you a cake,” you explain sullenly and stand up.

“A cake? For what?”

“Just a little welcome back cake.” You shrug. “Mum bought me the pink Smeg stand mixer and I wanted to try it out.”

“Well, that’s fine. We could bake together?” He opens his arms, and despite him being wet everywhere, you rush into the hug.

“Missed you,” you mumble into his arm. Immediate comfort surrounds you. "But it’s no fun being in the kitchen with you.”

“Yah.” He shoves you away. “Be grateful that I’m letting you ruin my kitchen with all your stuff.”

“Ruin?” you repeat offended. “As far as I know you barely even have anything in your kitchen – let alone your apartment. I’ll decorate everything really pretty, just trust me.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Jungkook pushing himself out of the pool. Taehyung restricts your sight a little, so you take a subtle step to the side. But the second you have a clear view of Jungkook, you instantly regret it.

His arms have gotten bigger – stronger, buffer, just everything – and the water running down his sculpted body is pitifully failing at making this scene less salivating. Oh, and his thighs. His wet swim shorts cling to them, leaving exactly nothing to the imagination.

You hastily look away when Jungkook catches your eyes.

“You missed me too?” Jungkook chips in, standing next to Taehyung. Jungkook wears a cheeky grin and stretches his arms out.

With faux reluctance, you give in. “I guess,” you mutter and gingerly hug him. Jungkook’s big hands are on your back and you feel the slightest tingle.

“You guess?” he scoffs.

He pulls you back and peers down at you beneath his wet locks. You’re a little blinded by the proximity of his gorgeous face. His piercings twinkle in the sun just like is eyes do when he looks at you.

When his hands clasp your waist, you know exactly what he’s scheming.

“Jungkook, don’t.” You try to push him away, but he obviously won’t budge.

“When are you gonna learn that teasing me by the pool never ends well for you?” He cocks his head.

You feel Taehyung’s hand on your shoulder. “You did this to yourself.”

You huff, trying to plead with your eyes. “Jungkook. I really don’t want to get my hair wet.”

“You don’t want me to throw you into the pool?”

“No.” Your mouth twists into a pout. Maybe he’ll spare you for cuteness. Your hands travel to his arms. Or maybe you can distract him enough to let you go.

“Too bad.” Jungkook throws you over his shoulder with an annoying grin. You kick his back with your fists, but it’s hopeless. “That’s, like, one of my favourite summer activities.”

And then he leaps into the pool with you.

You admit, you did indeed have fun goofing around with them in the pool – you're still pissed at Jungkook for tossing you into the water though.

“You’ve been alone the whole day?” Taehyung asks when all three of you are out of the pool.

“Yeah, mum and dad said they’d come home later.”

“Why haven’t you invited someone over?”

“Just wanted to enjoy some me time.” You point to your copy of Everything I Know About Love. “I was reading a little.”

“How are thing with Doyoon? Haven’t heard from him in a while.”

It is a reasonable question, given that you haven’t updated Taehyung on your relationship status for, like, a month now. But you’d rather talk about anything but your ex.

“I don’t know,” you reply indifferently. When you spot little Moon plodding around the garden you swoop her up into your arms. “Have you greeted Moonie yet? She’s missed you.” The tiny grey kitty purrs in your hold.

“I spent like 20 minutes cuddling her in the living room when we got here.” Taehyung pets her under her chin and her purring intensifies. “So, what’s with Doyoon? You two had a fight?”

Jungkook joins the kitty cuddles and gives Moon belly rubs.

“I broke up with him.”

Both boys stop their movements. Moon complains meekly at the sudden lack of petting.

“You broke up with him?” Jungkook asks perplexed.

You’re aware it sounds shocking that the girl with huge separation anxiety and attachment issues broke up with her boyfriend of nearly a year, but that is exactly what you did.

“What did he do?” Taehyung's eyebrows are knitted, flashing you a glowering gaze.

You know he is not mad at you – even though he doesn’t particularly like when you keep things hidden from him – but mad at the fact that someone hurt you and he wasn’t there to protect you.

You just shrug.

“How long ago was that?” Taehyung continues his inquiry.

“Uh, like a month ago or so?” You let Moon hop onto the grass. She immediately goes to rub her head against Jungkook’s leg.

“___, if you want me to-”

“Tae, I’m fine. Really.”

“We’ll talk about this later.” In Jungkook’s direction he says, “I’ll get us some towels.” And then he disappears into the house.

Jungkook steps closer to you, now with Moon in his embrace, and changes the subject. “Watchu been up to?” He pinches your cheek. “Senior year was fine without us?”

Frowning, you shove his arm away. “Believe it or not, but school was actually more peaceful without annoying boys in the hallways.”

Jungkook snorts a laugh at your jab. His dimples popping out distract you a little and all you think about is cute and how badly you want to poke them. But instead, you cross your arms in front of your chest.

“So, everything’s been fine?” he asks. “You’re excited for college? Being roomies with Taehyung?” Jungkook’s eyes shimmer teasingly – how could they not, his doe eyes look the sparkliest around you.

Now, you don’t want to seem rude. But when you thought about moving out and finally having the freedom you had dreamed of for so long, you didn’t reckon with the fact that your parents had already arranged your move out without you. You had tabs of pretty apartments near campus saved on your laptop when your mum nonchalantly asked at dinner a few months ago if Taehyung had already removed the furniture from his guest bedroom so you could furnish it to your liking.

You were a little upset – still are upset, but there's nothing you can do.

It’s a sore subject, so you bite the side of your lip sulkily. “Why? Do you wanna move in? I heard you only got a tiny dorm.” You keep your nose in the air.

“Oh no, I love my apartment. I love having my own space and not having to share it with anyone.” Jungkook shakes his head at your wrong assumption, all innocently. “It’s not big, but perfect for one person.” He shrugs. “Will you be fine with only one room to yourself, princess?” He actually flashes you a smile – taunting you with those sickeningly wicked lips and round eyes – but you just roll your eyes at his silly remark and turn on your heel, sashaying your way back to the sun lounger.

“I’m good.” You pick up your towel from the small table to dry you off. “I’ll be perfectly fine. I don’t think I’ll be home much anyway.” You imitate his smile from just a moment ago. “Wanna have the full college experience.” You think you see his face falter for the tiniest second before he recovers.

“Told Taehyung that too?”

You purse your lips in naivety. “Of course he knows.”

“Oh, yeah?” He quirks his brow. You catch his eyes as they dip down to watch you drying your chest.

You blink. “What do you mean – yeah, of course I told him.” You have to contain your laughter when perplexity falls over Jungkook’s face. “What are you thinking of?” Your head falls sideways, mouth curving upwards.

“No, what are you thinking of?”

“Oh, I’m thinking of spending my time in the library to study, maybe explore some cute cafes nearby to study in – oh, creating study groups and having study buddies would be fun!” you exclaim. “And obviously cheering for Taehyung and you,” – you give him a pointed look – “at your games.” You throw the now damp towel back on the lounger. “What were you thinking of?”

He shakes his head, pouty mouth denying that he was thinking of something else. He’s guilelessly rubbing Moon’s back, who has quickly fallen into a little nap in his arms.

“Cheering us on, hm?”

“Just like old times,” you say. “Think I should apply as a cheerleader again?”

Jungkook toys with his lip ring and you hate when he does it because you already have a hard time not blatantly staring at his mouth as it is.

“You-” He stops abruptly.

“What?” you ask, trying to pull the words from him, the tip of your tongue pressing against your top lip.

“You looked good in your cheerleader uniform.” His eyes dart mindlessly over your body.

A short giggle escapes you. “I know, right? Thank you!” You give him a sweet smile over your shoulder as you walk pass Taehyung, who just stepped outside with two towels in his hand.

“Where’re you going?” Taehyung halts next to you.

“Thought I’d make us some drinks,” you reply.

Taehyung gives you a long stare. “That’s what you’ve been up to the past weeks?”

You wave dismissively. “No, not at all.”

But Taehyung can tell when you lie – can smell it from anywhere. It’s something you hate and love at the same time. Sometimes you just want to be left alone, and sometimes, when your guard is up high, he allows you to feel vulnerable through his endless poking and snooping.

“Maybe a little.” An apologetic smile forms on your mouth, eyes going rounder when you hear Taehyung sigh.

Okay, maybe you did drink a little more than you’d like to admit – you got your heart broken. What’s a girl gonna do? – but never too much. And never when you were on your own. Being drunk alone is no fun.

“I promise it’s not that serious,” you say. Nothing a little crying, cuddles from Moon and journaling at night can’t cure. Your visits at stationery stores have been a tad bit excessive this past month – but for good reason.

His eyes tell you that he’s going to confront you about this later. He nods his head to the kitchen inside. “Don’t go too overboard, yeah?”

“Oh, I’ll make you one of my specialties!”

Taehyung doesn’t join your enthusiasm. Instead, he scowls. “Specialties? ___, when did you-”

You hop into the house, not listening anymore. Once he gets a taste of your drink, his grumpy face will ask for another one instead of grumbling about your recklessness.

You don’t know what Taehyung and Jungkook are up to, but you hope they took your advice seriously when you told them to put on sunscreen if they want to spend more time outside.

You’re fresh out of a shower. The steam in your bathroom follows you into your bedroom – despite the hot temperatures, you can’t bring yourself to shower with cold water.

With a fluffy towel around you and your kitty ears headband on, you poke your head into your wardrobe to search for clothes.

You just fetched a cute pair of panties when you hear your door fly open.

“Taehyung needs a charger can you-”

Jungkook immediately shuts up.

Your panties slip from your fingers. His eyes move aimlessly over your body until he realises what he’s doing. Flustered, he turns his head around and sees the door wide open. Jungkook quickly closes it, and you don’t know why – maybe he doesn’t want anyone seeing you like this, you think he mentioned earlier that Namjoon was gonna come over too, or maybe he doesn’t want someone seeing him in this untimely situation.

Your cheeks feel on fire. “He needs a phone charger?” you ask when he shifts his gaze back at you.

“Yeah.” You almost giggle at the way he tries not to look down at your body. He already had trouble with that in the backyard.

You pad through your room to find your charger.

“I’m not sure where I put it.” You feel his eyes on you and inevitably, your entire body gradually starts feeling hot. You bend down to take a peek under your bed, tightly holding the towel in front of your chest to keep it from sliding down, but you come up empty-handed.

Jungkook clears his throat. “You know – I think he’ll be fine. If he doesn’t find his I can get mine from home.”

Returning to him, you quickly snatch your panties from the ground and throw them back into your wardrobe.

“Maybe I left it in the living room,” you say, eyes trailing over his bare chest. If he’s not subtle about staring, you won’t be either.

“I’ll tell him to look there.”

You nod. And he nods. But no one moves.

“That looks cute.” He nods towards your headband.

“Oh.” You touch the soft material of your headband. “Thank you.”

“I probably should head back.”

“You really want to leave?”

That elicits a surprised snort from him. “Do you want me to stay?” His eyebrows shoot up.

“I dunno.” You toy with the front of your towel. “Maybe?”

The crooked smile that appears on his face gives you the last push. You’ve got Jungkook alone in your room in nothing but his swim shorts – you'd be a fool not to try.

His eyes are locked on your fingers playing with your towel. Jungkook takes a step towards you. When he raises his tatted arm and gently outlines the curve of your waist with his fingertip, you let go of your towel. With a dull thud it pools around your feet.

“I-” Jungkook is speechless as he stares at your exposed body His doe eyes are wider than you’ve ever seen them. He averts his gaze to your face, pointing his thumb to the door. His mouth parts, but no words come past them.

“Don’t leave.” A little frown scrunches your face. “Do you want to leave?”

“We shouldn’t-” Jungkook shakes his head, eyes furtively glimpsing at your body again before lifting them up. “You sure?” he asks. “You want this?” Hesitantly, his tongue fiddles with his piercing.

You nod and reach for his hand, grabbing a few fingers to drag him closer to you.

“You want this?” he repeats. “Need you to say it. Please.” He’s staring deep into your eyes and you see the desire and restraint striving against each other in his. His question lingering in the air controls his mixed emotions.

“I want this.” You tug him even closer.

His longing glances are all over you – he can’t seem to dwell too long on one curve, he needs to memorise it all.

“Fuck it,” he whispers. And then he cups your jaw, roughly going in for a messy kiss.

You stumble a few steps back, but Jungkook catches you, his fingers dip into the soft skin of your waist. A sigh from you mingles into the kiss. You didn’t think kissing Jungkook would feel so good. But his lips are ridiculously smooth, and he moves his mouth in a fashion that has you yearning for more. Your hands vanish in his hair, teasingly pulling at his damp locks.

He pulls back, breathing heavy. “This is so wrong.” He nuzzles his head into your neck.

“He won’t know.” When you feel his teeth sinking into your skin, you yank him back. “He will if you're gonna suck hickeys on me.”

“You just taste so fucking good,” he mumbles.

You pepper kisses along his jaw before you slowly sink on your knees. The bulge in his shorts stares right at you. Giddy sparks flash through your eyes while you look up at Jungkook.

“You’re not doing this because you drank, right?” His knuckles brush over your cheek.

“Huh?” you feel dizzy, little pink hearts swell up in front of your eyes, the longer you stare into his dreamy face. When you register his question, you deny it with a strong shake of your head. “I’m not drunk.”

He tips your chin up. “You promise?”

“I didn’t put anything in my drink,” you assure him. “I promise.”

With a smile playing on your lips, you place a kiss on his belly button before pulling down his swim shorts. The pink hearts grow even bigger when his cock pops out. It’s a pretty cock – veiny and thick, his tip glistening with a teeny tiny dab of pre-cum. You’ve never been more excited to put a dick in your mouth.

You have one palm around his cock and guide his head to your mouth. You stick your tongue out and sweep it over his slit. The muscles on his abdomen tense. Even the slightest reactions from him excites you, cheeks turning warm in eagerness.

A breathy moan escapes Jungkook at the feeling of your warm lips wrapped around his head and his fingers slide over your kitty ears headband to the back of your head. You like the feeling of his hand on you. It elicits a tingly sensation in your tummy. You take more of him, relaxing your throat as you go.

“Good girl.” His hushed praise has wetness pooling between your thighs. Your fist curled around his cock tightens fleetingly.

More quiet moans fill the room as you bob your head, tongue swirling around his length. You pull off his dick with a lewd sound and pump his cock while you suck on his balls. Jungkook’s head falls back, flaunting his pretty throat you’d die to adorn with your love bites all over.

Dragging your lips over his cock again, his palm pushes your head forward. Almost his entire length vanishes in your mouth and the corner of your eyes start shimmering with tears.

“Fuck, that’s right.” He holds you there, savouring the feeling of your lips pulled taut around his swollen cock. “Taking my cock so good.” When you retract with a gag, his thumb brushes your tear away. “But still too big, huh?”

“You wanna teach me how to take all of it?” You bat your eyes.

Jungkook grins, flashing you his bunny teeth. He glides his tip over your plush lips and to your cheek. “Think you could take it all?”

“If you teach me well enough.” Your palms rest against his muscular thighs. You squeeze them and your mouth turns round in awe of their firmness.

He taps his cock on your face a couple times. “Another time, princess. Just wanna fuck your mouth right now.” Jungkook presses his dick on your mouth. “Open.”

With his cock back in your mouth, he starts moving his hips. He doesn’t force his cock in too far, just enough to have you teary eyed.

“Scoot over there.” His voice his husky as he pulls his dick from your mouth, it distracts you a little from what he’s instructed you to do until Jungkook nudges your shoulder and nods his chin to the back. You crawl backwards on your knees, palms on his thighs. When he’s satisfied, he leans in for a short kiss and you kneel comfortably on the plush carpet beneath you.

He strokes himself, eyebrows drawn together as he ogles your body through his hooded eyes. You could sit here for hours watching him play with himself. He’s just so hot. You love watching hot men do anything.

“Wanna fuck you,” he rasps, words laced with thick, deep lust. He pushes his hair back before it falls prettily into his face. “Can I fuck you?”

Unbeknownst to him, you would do anything he asked you to do now.

When you raise to your feet Jungkook asks, “Can you keep quiet?”

Offence is written on your face as you pad to your nightstand. “Don’t worry. This isn’t the first time I’ve snuck a boy into my room.”

“Who would’ve thought you’re such a dirty girl, hm?” He snatches the condom from your drawer before you can reach for it. He’s practised in tearing the wrapper open and rolling it over his cock. “Bend over your desk for me.”

You prop yourself up on your elbows, arching your back for him. He shoves two fingers up your pussy and you have to bite down your lip to stifle a moan.

“So wet for me already.” Jungkook curls his fingers, and you can’t believe how fast he has your thighs trembling.

Withdrawing his fingers, he aligns his tip to your entrance. Jungkook gradually sinks his cock into you.

“Fuck, you’re big,” you whine, brows pinched together.

“You can take it.” Jungkook moves his hips while his fingers grip your ass, kneading the supple flesh. “Your pussy feels so fucking good – fuck.”

Jungkook fucks you fast – fucks you good, you think you already feel your high building up. He sneaks his around your body, pressing his palm on your tummy.

“You like this?” He puts pressure with his hand and your walls clamp around his cock. A moan escapes you. “Good girl,” he coos. “Wanna make you cum for me.”

“Don’t stop – please don’t stop,” you pant, shutting your eyes closed. Your elbows give in and you rest your arms on the desk.

Jungkook’s cock feels undeniably good, rubbing against your sweet spot and making you see stars while you uncontrollably utter tiny moans.

“Gonna cum around my cock?” Jungkook hand collides against your butt. “Be a good girl and cum for me.”

Your climax consumes you in lightning speed. It swamps your wholly, tears well up in your eyes. Your legs are wobbly, but Jungkook has a safe hand around you.

“That’s a good girl,” he whispers.

His hand on your tummy flies up to your tits, rolling them around in his palm while relentlessly fucking you through your high.

“Has any sneaky link made you cum this fast before?” His voice is tinted in something you can’t quiet pinpoint. It’s deep, fierce.

“Nu-uh.” You’re dizzy and breathless, can’t think straight.

“Good.” He lands a smack on your ass.

His breathing intensifies, cock throbbing in your pussy. Pressing his forehead against your shoulder blade, his husky moans fill your ear. Your eyes roll. There’s nothing hotter than men moaning – especially when it’s Jungkook.

With a final thrust he spills his cum inside the condom. He exhales shakily and the tiniest whine falls from his lips. “Fuck.” Both his hands run over the slope of your ass. Jungkook plants a thoughtless kiss on the nape of your neck. “Fucking you might be my favourite now.”

“Found a new favourite summer activity besides throwing me into the pool?” You smile tiredly, peering over your shoulder.

“No – I’m talking favourite activity in general.” He absent-mindedly roams his palms across your back and down to your butt.

A giddy feeling unfurls in your chest. “Well, don’t tell Tae that.”

“Fuck, I should head downstairs.” Jungkook pulls his cock out, coaxing a little whine from you “You have a bin here?”

“In my bathroom.”

While Jungkook gets rid of the condom, you wrap yourself up in the towel again. You need another shower before putting on clothes.

When he steps out, he quickly throws on his swim shorts. “You gonna take a shower?”

“Yeah...need to fix this.”

Genuine confusion spreads on his face. “You look pretty.” With an endearing smile, dimples out and doe eyes sparkling he adds, “Always.”

Something really tightly wraps around your heart. “Thanks.” Your teeth sink into your bottom lip to stop your smile from growing.

The doorbell rings downstairs.

“Oh, is that Joon?” you ask joyfully. “I need him to recommend me some books again! I missed him so much.”

“He has a girlfriend,” Jungkook tells you.

You frown. You’re not stupid – obviously you know he has one. You’ve seen the pictures he shared on his Instagram stories. What kinda guy goes to a ceramic painting place? That was obviously a date.

“I know.”

When Namjoon’s loud voice screaming for Jungkook reaches your ears, your tummy churns.

“You need to leave.” You push Jungkook towards the door. He opens it and swiftly walks out.

“Hey, Namjoon, is that you?” Jungkook yells.

As you watch Jungkook leave your room, you want him back immediately. It feels unfair to get a taste of what his kisses and touches feel like only to have them taken away.

But deep down you know you two can’t repeat this. You wouldn’t be able to keep it from your brother. Eventually, Taehyung would figure it out.

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pt 1 & pt 2 here <3

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simp-lyy · 3 months

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Seen far too many fan arts of this goodest boy, so why not join in.