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justaaveragereader ยท 4 months
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Hear me out
Pussydrunk san sitting between your legs, tongue deep inside you as he looks up with watery eyes as a vibrator is attached to his cockhead, making him drip with pre-cum
The way Iโ€™m gripping my carpet rn to contain my thoughts off of this๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿคช!
Hear me out tho, hear me outโ€ฆpussydrunk San who is tongue deep in you, while you have the remote thatโ€™s controlling the vibrations, and every time heโ€™s close to giving you a orgasm you up the vibration, but since heโ€™s so lost in the pulsing vibration on his cock he stops his tongue movements resulting in you to lower the vibrations. The unshed tears in his eyes now just start streaming down his face, while his the tip of his cherry red cock is just oozing with pre cum.
Can you just imagine the sight of that? Like legs propped up on each of his broad shoulders while he whines to you, his hands gripping your hips, while with each slight movement you do, doesnโ€™t matter if the vibrator is on or off, any shift of your body his cock jumps. Not only the power play dynamic thatโ€™s unreasonable toe curling, but the submission San would give?!? SCREAMING.
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choism ยท 1 year
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okay but imagine coming home to sannie laying on your bed, teary eyed and drooling, playing with his hole using a big toy but heโ€™s wearing a cock ring like a good boy :(( so his cock is all red and shiny and leaking like a broken faucet and heโ€™s begging for his mommy bc he wants to cum but he knows heโ€™s not allowed to do it when youโ€™re not home so heโ€™s just been edging himself for hours alone :((( so when he finally sees you there he gasps, pulls the toy out and spreads his fluttering hole open, asking sweetly, โ€œwill mommy make sannie cum now? pleaseee? <3โ€
Sub!San x Dom!Reader
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Word Count: 1.8k
Warnings: subby san, mommy kink, reader is gn as always, unprotected sex, overstimulation, lots of begging, lots and lots of cum, praise kink, oral (m receiving), use of toys, edging, bulge kink, male squirting, rimming, petnames: baby, sweetheart, sannie, good boy, baby boy, references to reader having a "cock" but that doesn't mean reader is male, just imagine them using a strap
a/n: i passed out 37 times but here's your subby san drabble you ENABLER
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When you had arrived home from a very long and grueling day at work, you weren't expecting this.
There he was, your boyfriend, sprawled on your bed with his fluttering hole on display shamelessly. His cock fully erect and leaking precum, twitching on occasion, what seemed to be a black ring wrapped around his taught balls and shaft. In his hand a large pink dildo covered in lube and slick from his hole, probably just had been used judging by how utterly stretched it looks.
San is laying on his side with one leg in the air giving you a full view of everything. His eyes are closed tight as his cock twitches aggressively, his angry red tip looking like its been abused, probably from hours of edging. He doesn't even notice you as he tries to restrain himself from coming, the cockring proving effective.
San moves the toy to re enter his gaping hole, and he let's out sighs of pleasure at the sensation of being filled. You let out a small gasp, quiet but still loud enough for San's eyes to shoot open, a couple of tears falling from the corners of his eyes clearly from the torture he has been putting himself through. A little bit of drool spills from his mouth that he doesn't even attempt to wipe away before finally speaking,
"Mommy? I've been waiting for you to come home for the past two hours..." San pouts, moving his hips downward a bit to sink further down onto the large toy, a long groan leaving his lips. "Y-you said you would be off at 4." You watch as he bottoms out, a visible bulge protruding from the bottom of his belly. He must've been prepping and edging for hours if he is able to take in the entire length of the toy.
"I'm sorry baby, I had to work over today but Mommy is here now." You walk over to the edge of the bed and San feels the mattress sink where you sit.
"I've been playing by myself since 3, to prep for you Mommy...I haven't come not even once." He mewls when you reach your hand over to cup the side of his face, pecking his lips and rubbing your thumb against his jawline, a comforting gesture.
"Aw my poor baby boy, edging yourself for 3 full hours?" San leans further into your touch and slowly removes the dildo from his hole, sighing as the tip remerges. "You must want to come so bad you poor thing. Does my Sannie want to come?"
San vigorously nods his head 'Yes', a small smile forming on his lips and his eyes lighting up. "Want M-mommy to make me come now..please. Will Mommy make Sannie come? Please...." You feel his cock twitch again forward against your side and San involuntarily bucks his hips at the stimulation, a moan escaping his lips.
"Of course baby boy, you deserve it." You vaguely gesture for him to lay on his back and take of the cockring and he does so, no questions asked. With him now lying on his back you can see the full extent of what edging has done to him.
San's face is fully flushed, his chest rising and falling and his nipples perked up, slightly glistening with what is most likely lube, and also pink from abusing them. Trailing further down his stomach is absolutely shining with a mixture of precum, spit and lube probably from jerking himself off and laying on his side.
His cock is a sight to behold, his angry red tip shiny and leaking like a faucet, his veins fully prtruding on his shaft and his balls swollen and ready to release his hot load at anytime. And his hole is so pretty, fully stretched and prepped for you to fuck, small drops of lube spilling from it and down the crack of his plump ass, fluttering in anticipation.
You sit up and quickly remove your clothes, walking back over to your bed and dragging san to the edge of the bed by his legs, earning a yelp. "Ready baby? Wanna be a good boy for Mommy?" He squeezes his eyes shut and nods,
"Yes Mommy, please."
You settle on your knees, in between San's legs. You rub circles into his thighs as you bring your tongue to his hole, licking a stripe from the rim of his hole to his perineum, sending chills throughout his body. You want to start at his hole just to edge him that tiny bit longer, wanting to see his pleasure for yourself before letting him release, but of course you wouldn't tell him that no, you don't want to ruin the fun.
You tongue his hole softly and reach a hand above to stroke his cock slowly, making sure to effectively rebuild his orgasm. With purpose, you avoid his prostate and focus on keeping him from reaching the peak where his orgasm starts, but giving him enough pleasure to build it. You stroke his shaft and roll his balls with your palm, ever slightly avoiding his sensitive head and accidentally causing him to reach his orgasm.
"Fuck mommy, please more." He whimpers, drool dripping at the edge of his mouth and down the side of his jaw, his glassy eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head and his hips bucking with every stroke, every flick of your skilled tongue. You pull away just for a second,
"It's okay Sannie, I got you. I'll give you what you want." You lift your head from his hole and replace your tongue with two of your fingers, prodding lightly at his prostate. You wrap your now swollen lips around his head, taking in half of his thick shaft and swallowing with each bob, hollowing out your cheeks and swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip. The taste of his precum and the sound of his lewd moans enough to bring your arousal up to a 10.
"Mommy, mommy!" He cries as he feels his orgasm approaching and you start to speed your movements as you feel his cock throb in your mouth. The comforting weight of his cock in your wet, hot mouth makes you moan in pleasure, sending vibrations straight up San's spine.
"Nng fuck!" San finally comes in your mouth with load whines and groans, salty tears spilling from his eyes at the release and the sheer power of it. Turns out, 3 hours of edging can make one produce a lot of cum because you feel your mouth fill with rope after rope of his hot semen, swallowing down what you can and the rest spilling from your mouth and onto his shaft and balls.
You pull away for a second to catch your breath and small squirts of cum still spill from his cock, his balls tightening with each spurt. His orgasm finally washes over but you aren't done yet.
"Sannie baby, can you take more for me? Wanna fill you up sweetheart." San nods lightly,
"Yes, wan' more ple- ase" He garbles out barely, clearly already feeling fucked stupid from that one orgasm alone.
"Mommy's gonna fuck you, okay? Wanna see my cock inside your tight hole." You take some lube and slick yourself up, lining up with his entrance. You take a hold of one of his legs and lift it above your shoulder, slightly altering the position not only to fuck him better but so he isn't stuck in the same position for so long.
You slowly enter him and feel his hole engulf you, moans spill from his mouth and garbled "Mommy s' good" and "Cock so big, so full". You rock your hips lightly and bring your hand to his cock, it already hardening again from the stimulation. You can already feel your own orgasm approaching but hold back and wait till he builds his up again, which turns out to not be so far away.
"Mommy nng, feels funny." He says, "Fuck Mommy, I think...." You feel like you know what's gonna happen so your release his leg and bring your unoccupied hand to press down onto his lower belly, heightening his pleasure. You fuck into him harder as his whimpers and moans get louder, you're almost certain the neighbors can hear.
"Mommy I think- fuck! Gonna pee Mommy, wait please." A grin plasters itself on your face and you feel your orgasm approaching closely now, just on the edge.
"What's that baby?" You chuckle darkly, now slamming your hips as they meet his round ass, loud slapping sounds resulting. "Gonna what? Gonna squirt for me? Such a good boy."
You rub the palm of your hand over his cockhead, loud screams erupting from his mouth from the overstimulation. "Mommy it feels funny. Oh god M... Mommy I'm-" He doesn't get to finish as he squirts all over your hand, on his stomach and on his own chest. A hot mixture of squirt and cum coating his already wet body and on the sheets below. You orgasm with him, grunts and moans tumble from your lips as you feel the band snap.
San can only feel what he could describe as hot white pleasure and sweet release overtake his body, a never ending stream of squirting continuing even after you pull out of him. It slows to a stop for a bit until you bring your fingers back to his hole, aggressively hitting his prostate again and coaxing yet another round of squirting from his spent cock.
He's never felt like this before but it feels so damn good. He almost doesn't want to stop when you finally pull your fingers out once his squirting ceases, but his limp body says otherwise.
"What happened..." He says tiredly, exhaustion from the edging and overstimulation spreading throughout his body.
"Baby you squirted, it was very hot."
"Mhm" is all he mumbles as he closes his eyes.
"Sannie?" You lightly shake him but sleep has already over taken him. "Wow." You tut your tongue and attempt to lift him to bring him to a bath, or at least change the sheets but it's no use. Instead you opt to use a damp towel to clean the both of you up and ask your finishing up he stirs again.
"Yn?" He says, opening his eyes slowly.
"You fell asleep for a second baby, I guess it was a lot." San responds with a groan and he pulls you down on top of him, now both of you are lying in a puddle of cum and squirt and lube. "Sannie baby, we need to finish getting cleaned up." You tell him softly and while he does groan, he sits up.
"Fine fine, but I don't think I can walk." You giggle at his response. You peck his lips,
"That's okay sweetheart you can hold onto my shoulder and we can go take a bath together." He smiles and leans in for another, deeper kiss.
"I'd like that."
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ยฉ Choism 2023. do not repost or translate.
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gummygowon ยท 1 year
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silk | choi san
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word count: 1.1k
genre: just like only smut, sub!san x soft dom!reader
warnings: minor dni! 18+, very slight mean dom!reader? praise, pillow humping <3, masturbation, phone sex, petnames (good boy, baby, mommy ehehe)
author's note: guys i went AWFFFFF love me some sub!san bless @lemonhongjoong for posting about pillow humper san ehehhe
taglist: @agustdiv1ne @shinestarhwaa
choi san was always the dominant one in your relationship when it came to sex. always taking care of your needs before his and leading everything but there have been a few instances where you saw his dominant side slip.
san tried to keep it under control though since he always wanted to take care of you and never the other way around.
except for right now, poor san was impatiently waiting for you to get home so he could take care of the raging boner he had since you kissed him good bye before you went off to work. yes, it was just an innocent kiss and he tried to jerk it off but somehow it just wouldnโ€™t go away.
san tried his best to not even think about sex or you or the fact that everything in your apartment reminded of you. eventually, san gave up on waiting and resorted to jerking off with his hand just to the mere thought of what will happen tonight when you get home. usually, that would be enough to get him to come but for some reason it wasnโ€™t. san struggled to finish and with his face flushed and his skin on fire, san desperately looked around the room to help him.
to his despair, he couldnโ€™t find anything that could immediately feed his naughty thoughts. frustrated, the needy boy flopped onto your shared bed, his face smashing against your silk pillow.
it smelled dangerously too much like you. too much.
suddenly, a bright idea came over san as he stuffed your silk pillow in between his boxer-covered thighs.
โ€œfuckkkkk.โ€ san groaned, the smooth material felt like heaven on his overly sensitive body.
shyly, san gave an experimental roll of his hips as he pushed the pillow into his crotch.
โ€œoh fuck! fuck shitttt.โ€ he moaned the silk pillow felt so delicious against his covered crotch and with how much it smelled like you fucking hell it was everything he needed.
san thought about how fucking beautiful you are and your warm cunt always took his cock well. the way your walls would clench around his dick had him reeling sometimes. pause, not sometimes all the fucking time. fuck, nothing could beat out you sprawled on the very same bed as san fucked you deep into the sheets. he pictured himself pussy drunk as his hips would continuously slap against yours. he would whine for you to let him fill you up with his cum. god, he wanted to drive his cum right back into your tight little cunt as soon he came and just keep going.
these thoughts werenโ€™t enough though. he needed more.
desperate, san reached over for his phone, hips still bucking up into the soft silk pillow. he was going to call you until he saw the text you sent telling him that the lab needed you overtime to finish testing something but that didnโ€™t stop san at all. in a pathetic attempt to reach his high, he called you right away and prayed you picked up.
one ring right by.
fuck, he needed you so badly. tears were forming on his pretty eyelashes at this point.
a second ring went off and san was so close to fully crying on the phone.
finally, at the third ring you picked up. โ€œsan? what is it? iโ€™m really busy right now baby.โ€
โ€œy/n,โ€ san whined into the phone, he didnโ€™t really give a shit that you were at work.
โ€œoh my god, san are you okay?โ€ you ask completely oblivious to his acts on the other side of the phone.
a whimper slipped his lips, โ€œiโ€™m fine just-fuck-can you talk to me?โ€
โ€œsan?โ€ you ask one more time, you had a sneaking suspicion he was masturbating but never in your life had you heard san whimper.
quickly, you excuse yourself to the bathroom leaving your coworker to record the results by herself.
โ€œi need you,โ€ san whined into the phone. you could almost hear his lip trembling from the other end.
youโ€™ve never seen this side of san before and it turned you on more than anything. you could feel the arosual pooling in between your legs as you heard of more sanโ€™s pathetic whimpers.
โ€œwhatโ€™s wrong baby?โ€ you ask teasingly, itโ€™s only fair since he disturbed you at work. โ€œi canโ€™t help you if you donโ€™t tell me whatโ€™s wrong.โ€
โ€œi-shit,โ€ he groaned into the phone, you could hear shuffling on the other end, โ€œi canโ€™t- canโ€™t.โ€
โ€œyou canโ€˜t what baby boy?โ€ you asked once more. you were surprising yourself with every sentence that came out your mouth. you didnโ€™t think you would be so talkative domming.
โ€œi ccanโ€™t get off, i need you. fuck! so badly.โ€ san confessed.
โ€œoh? is that so?โ€
a soft whimper left his lips, "can you guide me? please."
"since you asked so nicely sannie." you coo at him causing san to buck his hips particularly hard into the pillow at the nickname. "just roll your hips baby, pretend it's me splayed on that bed instead of the pillow. you can do that for me can't you?"
"yyes-yes, i can!"
"good, such a good boy for me. right sannie?"
"yes! i'm your good boy!" he cries into the phone, his hips quickening.
you could hear san's heavy breaths become labored as the muffling sounds from the phone became louder. "is my good boy almost there?"
"yes-yes, can i come? i've been good, haven't i?" san begs into the phone.
"not yet baby, you can hold on a little longer can't you?" you tease into the phone. oh were you gonna have so much fun when you got home today.
"please, y'nnie. i'm soso close!"
"not yet," you answer with a stern voice, "this is what you get for interrupting me at work. did you really think you could get away with this? calling me at work because you couldn't get yourself off?"
"i'm sorry, i couldn't wait. i just-i needed you so badly." san cries into the phone, rambling on about being sorry and he was so so needy for you.
you let san continue to babble finding it amusing yet arousing seeing your such dominant boyfriend be at your mercy for once.
"please! i promise i'll be a good boy from now on."
you took a second to respond, wanting to hear more of san's pretty moans. "come now, sannie"
"fuckfuckfuck!" you hear him groan, as the muffled sounds from the pillow come to a slow.
"there's my good boy," you praise, "you did so well for me."
"thank you, mommy."
you freeze at the new petname, you've never topped before so you never been called that before but god, did you find it hot.
"i mean-" san stutters trying to correct himself.
"it's okay sannie, i like it."
"oh-"
"i'll see you when i get home okay? clean up and get ready for me, okay?"
"yes!"
"yes what, baby?"
"yes, mommy!"
"that's my good boy."
oh, you were definitely gonna have fun tonight.
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ateezscupid ยท 1 year
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Hi, can i request sub san using aphrodisiacs?
omg omgomg sub sannie an aphrodisiacs, i went ham writing this. i started writing this at 11 at night so if there are mistakes iโ€™m so sorry ๐Ÿ˜ญ
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1:00๐—ฎ๐—บ โœฆ ๐–ผ.๐—Œ๐—‡ ๐—‘ ๐–ฟ!๐—‹๐–พ๐–บ๐–ฝ๐–พ๐—‹
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plot - san is unusually horny at midnight.
genre + warnings - smut & fluff, sub!san, dom!reader, somnophilia, handjob, praising, begging, san is super whiny, heโ€™s a cute lil baby in this oh my gosh
wc - 1.22k
tags - @felixs-voice-makes-me-wanna
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currently 12am. san has been twisting and turning in his sleep for hours, mumbling sweet nothings in your ear occasionally and poking you nonstop. and itโ€™s been like this sinceโ€ฆten oโ€™clock.
you didnโ€™t understand why he was asking like this, nor did you want to ask since you knew youโ€™d fall asleep during his explanation, so you ignored him and continued sleeping. though, san has been acting like this all day. heโ€™s been super touchy and clingy with you.
not only that, but heโ€™s been tired. you counted a good 34 times where san has said he was tired. and of course, you didnโ€™t bother listening to his explanation, so you went to bed.
unusual behaviors like this were normal from him. but this, this was a whole new level of unusual.
now you two were laying in bed. you were pass out asleep on your side, possibly drooling from the really good dream you were having and san was, well, he was awake trying to go back to bed.
โ€œwhy did i do that,โ€ he whispers to himself. โ€œfuck, yunho said it wasnโ€™t gonna be that strong!โ€
he was clutching onto his pajama pants for dear life trying to control his urges but he couldnโ€™t. his nerves were going crazy, everything in his body was going off as if there were thousands of alarms in his body. he was so fidgety he couldnโ€™t stay still.
san recently tried out this aphrodisiac drink that yunho gave him. san expected it to not work, just like all of the other ones yunho had given him, but this one was working like the rent was due. he was so hard, he couldnโ€™t concentrate on daily tasks and it became unbearable to even move his legs. heโ€™s been like this since ten in the morning, and you were busy working all day. san didnโ€™t know what to do.
all he knew was his cock was pulsing, almost breaking the zipper in his pants from earlier. he wanted to jerk off so badly, but because of your rules, he couldnโ€™t. his only other option was to ask you, which he didnโ€™t want. youโ€™d most likely say no and would tease him all day.
tonight, you were wearing the necklace. the necklace that told him it was okay for him to touch you if you were sleeping. a mutual agreement you two made. if one was wearing the star necklace, it was okay for the other to touch if they were already in bed. it was awkward at first, but the two of you got used to it after a few weeks.
you noticed san acting strange today, but didnโ€™t want to bring it up. overwhelming him was the last thing you wanted to do. you only found out about the aphrodisiacs when you saw yunho say something about in the groupchat.
so tonight, you were gonna let san do whatever he wanted if it meant he could relieve himself. anything for your sannie.
san scoots behind you and gently moves your leg, squeezing your thigh a bit and pulling down his pajama pants. he was leaking like a broken faucet, red and veiny and pulsing. he needed to touch you, he felt like he was going crazy.
he moves closer to your body and grabs ahold of his cock, hissing from his own hand as he slid himself between your legs. he accidentally moaned, covering his mouth afterward then beginning to push and pull his hips.
god, your thighs were so soft. he loved feeling them. his favorite thing about them was whenever heโ€™d eat you out and it became to much for you, youโ€™d squeeze your pretty thighs around his head and he loved it. being crushed by his goddess was the last thing on his bucket list.
san wraps his arms around your body and rests his forehead on your shoulder blade, pushing and pulling his hips faster with small whines leaving his parted, plump lips. he needed your touch so bad. he was desperate.
โ€œplease wake upโ€ฆโ€ he whispered in your ear. โ€œp-please, it hurts.โ€
your eye opens when you feel him lick your neck. his tongue rolling against your skin while his cock plunged back and forth between your thighs wouldโ€™ve made you pounce on him if it were morning.
โ€œsannie, did you drink an entire bottle of aphro-juice?โ€ you say with a croaked voice. he nods his head quickly against your shoulder.
โ€œi-i wanna cum s-so bad, please. p-please let me cum, miss.โ€ he whimpered into your soft skin, lips grazing your shoulder.
โ€œi-i canโ€™t h-help it, fuckโ€”!โ€ he moans incredibly loud when you clamped your thighs down on his length. he scratches at your stomach, cum spurting from his tip and onto the bed sheets. now you had to get up. though, not after you had your fun with him.
โ€œokay, san, okay. iโ€™ll help you.โ€ you sir up, rubbing your eyes a bit since you were still tired. you turn to see the blanket pulled off of him and his back against the bed. his pretty orbs staring into yours, glossy and making him look absolutely adorable.
โ€œyou want me to touch you, sannie?โ€ you ask as you run your nails over his stomach. โ€œyou want miss to make you feel better?โ€
โ€œy-yes please.โ€ san pouts. โ€œi havenโ€™t been able to do anything all day, please touch me.โ€
โ€œi am, itโ€™s okay. sit up and get in front of me.โ€ you say while scooting all the way back, your back against the headboard. he crawls toward you and does what you ask of him, his back against your chest and his eyes looking up at you.
you bring your hand down and start to stroke him slowly. immediately, san grabs onto you. both hands holding onto your arms as he moans. his moans grew louder once your hand accelerated in speed, his hips bucking up into your hand erratically trying to chase himself orgasm.
โ€œfuck, yesss!โ€ he moaned, eyes shut tightly. โ€œp-please let me cum, i really need to, please please please!โ€
you smile at him and continue your actions, stopping a few times to rub your palm on his tip and then control to twist and turn your hand on his cock. his body shifted against yours, his face now hiding in your arm as he felt himself getting closer.
โ€œyouโ€™re doing so good for me, baby,โ€ you whisper, your free hand patting his chest gently. โ€œyou didnโ€™t touch yourself all day, this is your reward.โ€
โ€œoh mโ€”fucking yes, sโ€™good, so so so good, yes!โ€ san whined louder, body shaking and tensing in your arms.
โ€œis my sannie gonna cum?โ€ you ask. at first there was no answer, he was so fucked out. โ€œanswer, sannie, are you gonna cum?โ€
โ€œy-yesโ€”!โ€ he strains.
โ€œwhatโ€™s the magic word?โ€
โ€œp-please miss, can iโ€”c-can i pleaseโ€”oh my fucking god, oh my, iโ€™mโ€”iโ€™m gonna-โ€ sanโ€™s body froze entirely, hands pulling at the bed sheets underneath you and almost puncturing a hole in them as he released in your hand.
โ€œshh, good boy, sannie. good good boy.โ€ you spoke softly in his ear as you helped him ride out his orgasm, his body shaking uncontrollably.
โ€œyou did so good for me, baby.โ€
โ€œlove you, i love you, so so so much.โ€ he slurred. โ€œlove you so much.โ€
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a-soft-hornytiny ยท 1 year
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It's raining.
Summary: San wants Wooyoungโ€™s attention and you make sure that he gets it, and then you decide to watch.ย 
Word count: 2.2k+
Genre: Smut
Pairing: OT8 x neutral!reader, Wooyoung x San (poly relationship)
Warnings: sub!san, dom!woo, shower sex, unprotected sex, use of kitten and master, slight degradation and humiliation, M x M, male penetration, anal sex, masturbation, voyeurism, cum, cumming untouched (let me know if I missed something) be careful while reading.
Notes: uhmmm yeah ive noticed that I donโ€™t have any WooSan comtent on here so I decided to change that. Have fun reading haha
Taglist: under the cut (let me know if you wanna be added)ย 
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โ€œY/n!โ€ You heard your name called right as you finished cleaning the kitchen. It was Sanโ€™s voice, and it was his pouty one. You smiled softly as an image of pouty San appeared in your head. And unsurprisingly, when you found him in the living room, he looked just like you had imagined.
His arms were crossed and his legs were spread apart while he barely sat on the couch anymore. He had slid so deep that his chin was laying on his chest, which perfectly underlined his pouty lips. He was adorable.ย 
โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong little one?โ€ You asked as you sat down next to him. Before answering, he turned towards you and pulled himself back up.
โ€œY/nโ€ฆโ€ He whined. โ€œWooyoung hasnโ€™t given me any attention today.โ€ย 
You couldnโ€™t help but chuckle a bit. He was getting so worked up just because he didnโ€™t receive enough love, for his standards, from a single person. But Wooyoung and Sanโ€™s relationship has always been special and you knew that.ย 
โ€œBaby.. if he doesnโ€™t give you enough attention, you need to tell him! He canโ€™t read your mind.โ€ You tried to comfort him a bit by gently patting his head. Without any hesitation San pressed his head into your hand and let out a satisfied sigh. Like a kitten.ย 
โ€œOkay Sannie, get up. Weโ€™re gonna find Wooyoung and tell him to give you attention alright?โ€ You said while standing up, not really accepting no as an answer. San nodded slowly and sloppily removed himself from the couch. You chuckled again.ย 
You held out your hand, which he immediately took, and walked him to Wooyoungโ€™s room. But to his disappointment, Wooyoung wasnโ€™t there. Only Yeosang looked up from his laptop, confused.
โ€œCan I help you?โ€ He asked, a loving smile on his face. The picture of you and San holding hands made his heart grow warm.ย 
โ€œWhere is Wooyoung?โ€ You responded, sending him a small kiss. Yeosang received it with a dramatic gesture, holding his chest as if he was shot before he answered.
โ€œOh Wooyoungie is in the bathroom, I think he wanted to take a shower.โ€ You quickly thanked him before leading San to the bathroom. You had an amazing idea. Right before the bathroom door, you stopped.
โ€œKnock on the door honey.โ€ You told San and his cheeks immediately turned red.ย 
โ€œBut- but what if heโ€™s naked?โ€ San asked, his mind obviously going places. You laughed a bit. As if San had ever cared about nakedness. โ€œYouโ€™ll have to find out.โ€ You giggled and knocked for him.
โ€œCome in, the door is open!โ€ Wooyoungโ€™s voice sounded out of the room in response. You opened the door and gently pushed San forward.ย 
You entered a steamy room. Wooyoung always liked his showers hot. And before you could say anything, Wooyoung had pushed open one of the shower doors and popped his head out. As he realized it was you and San, he was confused.
โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong?โ€ Wooyoung asked, sounding a bit worried. San just blushed and watched his feet. You gave him a little nudge. โ€œWasnโ€™t there something you wanted to tell him, Sannie?โ€
Curiosity lit up in Wooyoungโ€™s eyes and San was stepping from one foot to the other.ย 
โ€œUhm I- I want-โ€œ San stuttered โ€œI need your attention.โ€ He was nearly whispering as he finished his sentence, but Wooyoung heard him loud and clear. His eyes darkened immediately and he shot you a small glance to make sure you were okay with what was about to happen. Oh and you definitely were. You nodded.
โ€œYou need my attention Sannie? Then get rid of those clothes and get it.โ€ Wooyoung smirked as San flinched at his tone but instantly started undressing. You smiled. This is gonna be a nice show you thought while closing the toilet lit and settling down on it. Your premium seat gave you a clear view of the shower and even through the foggy glass you could perfectly see the outlines of Wooyoungโ€™s naked body.
You had purposely left the door open to make sure everyone knew what was going on.
You watched San as he got rid of his last piece of clothing and stepped towards the shower. As cute as he liked to act there was no denial of how hot he was and he knew that very well. There was nothing that Yunho loved more than wrapping his big hands around Sanโ€™s small waist while.. you know during what. Every member had their favourite part about San and if you had to choose it would be his broad shoulders.
His muscles were moving under his skin while he opened the shower door to get in. You were mesmerised by his movements. San was about to close the door behind him but Wooyoung interrupted him.
โ€œLeave it open. Iโ€™m sure Y/n wants to watch.โ€ย 
Wooyoung had moved to the back part of the shower, leaving enough room so San could get himself wet. Having a big shower definitely had its advantages.ย 
But right when it looked like just a normal shower, Wooyoung took the body wash and squeezed a good amount into his hands before starting to gently massage Sanโ€™s back. You watched as San flinched under the sudden touch but soon relaxed into Wooyoungโ€™s hands.
A familiar tingle appeared in your belly as you followed Wooyoungโ€™s hands with your eyes. He had started at Sanโ€™s back before moving on to his shoulders and arms making sure every centimeter of his skin was covered in a thin layer of gel. Then he let his hands glide down Sanโ€™s sides and stepped a bit closer to caress his chest and stomach. Their bodyโ€™s were close, so close it looked like Wooyoung was pressed against Sanโ€™s back while his hands were slowly wandering lower and lower.ย 
You smirked as you heard a well known little moan.ย 
Wooyoung had reached Sanโ€™s crotch and began to stroke his dick gently. San had been hard from the moment he stepped into that shower. They had shut off the water before using body wash so you could clearly hear every little sound.
โ€œIs this what you wanted, kitten?โ€ Wooyoung asked, chuckling as San just nodded furiously. He loved that nickname. But thatโ€™s what he was to all of you, a little kitten.
Sanโ€™s pathetic little moans from being jerked off echoed through the bathroom. Fuck this is too hot you thought as you felt arousment building up in your stomach. And you werenโ€™t talking about the temperature in the room, which was also quite high.
Wooyoung was completely pressed against San by now, obviously rock hard as well. San could feel his boyfriendโ€™s length press against his back and it made him go crazy. Wooyoungโ€™s touch made him shiver, again and again, as he felt pre-cum dripping out of his own dick.ย 
โ€œDo you want me to fuck you kitten? Is this the attention you need? If thatโ€™s the case, just say so~โ€ Wooyoung teased San, letting one of his hands move to Sanโ€™s butt while the other still gently jerked him off.ย 
You were in awe. You loved watching your boyfriendโ€™s fuck each other. They were so ethereal and yet so pathetic, doing everything for the pleasure that they were getting. San send you an unsure gaze.ย 
โ€œCan he?โ€ San was breathing heavily. You smiled. He was such a good boy. Even asking for permission in this situation. You nodded.
โ€œIf thatโ€™s what you want, then feel free.โ€ You answered calmly, even though you were burning inside. You wanted someone to stuff you with a dick or have someone sit in front of you eagerly waiting to satisfy you. Anything was fine. And you couldโ€™ve just asked one of them to come and help you out. But you decided to wait. Something about watching them without getting off yourself made you incredibly horny.ย 
Wooyoung didnโ€™t hesitate a single second after he got your permission to fuck San. He had taken some of the lube that was standing in the shower for obvious reasons and started to carefully prep San.ย 
And San was shaking under his touch. He let out a deep groan as Wooyoung pushed a second finger into his entrance, slowly stretching him.ย 
โ€œEnoughโ€ฆโ€ San moaned. โ€œFuck me already.โ€
Wooyoung smirked. โ€œOh eager, are we?โ€ But he didnโ€™t need to ask twice. Wooyoung pulled his fingers out, making San complain about the emptiness, and turned on the water slightly to wash off the remaining body wash. After washing his hands under the light stream he lubricated his dick and positioned it at Sanโ€™s entrance.ย 
San immediately reacted by bending over slightly and holding on to anything he could find. You couldnโ€™t help but let out a big breath at the overwhelmingly exciting position they were in.
Wooyoung then let one of his hands wander around Sanโ€™s waist to his front, gently grabbing his dick, and the other sank into Sanโ€™s hair before he slowly pushed his hip forward. As his dick disappeared in Sanโ€™s clenching hole, he let out a relieved sigh. Not only San had been waiting for this all day.
You sharply inhaled as your hand moved towards your crotch, eager to touch yourself, knowing that it would make them go even crazy. But you stopped yourself.
Seeing you glance at them with burning passion in your eyes, barely able to control yourself, made San even hornier. His dick was already dripping when Wooyoung finally started to move.ย 
โ€œYouโ€™re such a dirty little kitten for me Sannie. All worked up just for my dick.โ€ Wooyoung growled while picking up the pace. San was clenching around him, making it hard not to cum right then and there. Wooyoung was glad they had a non-slip mat in their shower because otherwise he wouldnโ€™t be able to pound his pulsing cock into Sanโ€™s little hole this steady.ย 
โ€œI am..โ€ San answered, his eyes rolled back, nearly drooling. โ€œI am just a little attention whore.โ€ He moaned loudly. He was deep deep in subspace. You had to suppress a chuckle. You knew he would regret this later. He always felt like nobody would take him seriously after stuff like that, but in the end he couldnโ€™t help it. And he would get back at the others when he was in dom mode anyway.ย 
Wooyoungโ€™s moans got louder as he felt himself getting closer to his high. He started jerking San off in the same rhythm as he was thrusting into him to make sure he wouldnโ€™t be the first one to cum.ย 
And it worked. San was a panting mess. The double stimulation had overtaken all of his senses and all he managed to do was whine and moan Wooyoungโ€™s name.ย 
โ€œPlease make me cum.. please master..โ€ As soon as that little word slipped out of Sanโ€™s mouth it was over for him. Wooyoung groaned deeply as he got faster and faster. At that point he was just mindlessly fucking San, chasing after his own orgasm.ย 
โ€œCan I.. ca-โ€œ San interrupted himself as he turned his head to you. Something inside of you changed as you memorized every single feature of his fucked out face.ย 
โ€œCan I c-cum?โ€ He then managed to say, begging you with his eyes to say yes. You immediately felt pressured building up in your stomach and electricity running through your veins. Fuck why is he so good.
"Yes, of course. Both of you can.โ€ You responded, holding down the lewd sounds that wanted to come out of your mouth.ย 
After getting your consent, Sanโ€™s eyes rolled back and his back arched as white liquid shot out of his tip. His whole body was twitching as he painted the shower wall white. The pleasure that was washing over him was immense and he immediately started clenching around the throbbing dick in his ass.ย 
Wooyoung began letting out high pitched moans, replacing his relatively calm self from before. He let go of Sanโ€™s dick and hair and held him by his waist, making it easier to reach the places he wanted to reach. San was shaking under him because of the overstimulation but Wooyoung didnโ€™t care. He needed to cum.
Your body was moving on its own, grinding on your seat, trying to get every bit of pleasure possibly. And then something happened to you. Your body started shaking, tensing up while this familiar feeling was washing over you. You held onto the counter on your right as your high finally wore off. You had cum, untouched.ย 
Wooyoung glanced over to you for one second and it was over for him. The way you were sitting on the toilet, legs pressed together, completely fucked without even having been touched sent an impulse through his body. He pushed himself into San one last time before filling him up to the brim. His cum was leaking out of Sanโ€™s hole before he gently pulled out.ย 
San immediately collapsed under him. โ€œAre you happy now?โ€ Wooyoung asked, still panting. San nodded weakly. After collecting yourself from what just happened you immediately got up to help them get cleaned up.ย 
After making sure they were all clean, you lovingly pet their heads. โ€œYou put on an amazing show for me, such good boys.โ€ You smiled, giving them each a kiss on the forehead.
Just as you were wrapping them up in big towels, Yeosang walked into the bathroom.
โ€œNeed any help?โ€ He giggled as he recognised the state Wooyoung and San were in. โ€œIโ€™ll make sure they get enough rest.โ€
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meowjunjun ยท 9 months
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Sub San x afab reader drabble <3
Includes: oral (f receiving), sub San, dom afab reader, vag penetration, dacryphilia, degradation, humiliation, slight overstim
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Such an obedient sub, always wanting to make you feel good. And no matter how painfully hard his poor cock is, heโ€™s such a good boy and always makes you cum first. Never cums without permission. Imagine him eating you out all sloppy and messy and being so hard in his sweatpants and begging you to cum on his tongue, poor bby just wants to taste you so bad :(. He eats pussy like heโ€™s fucking starving, so eager and cooperative. He would spend hours between your legs if he could. And once he makes you cum, be sure to reward him for being oh so good by abusing his leaky cock until he cries, because god does he look gorgeous all ruined and overstimulated. Thereโ€™s just something so good about reducing big tough guys to a whining, sobbing mess. Imagine him having a sensitive waist, just brushing against it makes him leak in his pants <3. His dick is even more sensitive, to the point where when he wants to fuck you he canโ€™t even move once heโ€™s inside because he knows heโ€™ll cum instantly; crying about how hot it feels inside of you. Tease him and degrade him because of it, he loves feeling humiliated by you. Tell him heโ€™s fucking pathetic, not even being able to fuck you right and heโ€™ll melt in your hands like putty.
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thetypingpup ยท 1 year
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Slutty...hungry...dragon...sugar babies...making the brain go brr ๐Ÿฅด
San would just be so hungry for your pussy, all the fucking time. Waking you up with his tongue is a common occurrence he just always wants to taste you. No matter how many times he does this, working you up ever so subtly to get you wet for him, he never gets tired of the sight of your pussy. His eyes widen at the sight of the glossy slick that sticks to your panties. He lies there for a moment and just eyes your pussy, seeing you folds subtly quiver and glistening with slick arousal. He licks his lips at the sight, his tail swaying in excitement. Once he starts eating you out, he doesn't care how loud he's being, just clutching your thighs and licking between your legs. He doesn't care how much noise his loud licking and slurping makes. He wants your pussy, and he wants it now. He wants you to wake up and grab his hair, to shove his face into your core so his nose is buried within your folds. He wants his every sense to be flooded with you, craving you like he's craved nothing else in his life. He hums the whole time, rumbling snarls slipping in every now and again. He'd mumble shamelessly the whole time, speaking about your pussy like he's feasting on his favorite treat, "mmm so good...tastes so good mommy...love this pussy so much..."
Seonghwa would feel the urge to go down on you while you're working. San would too, but Seonghwa, Seonghwa would act on his cravings in a more...subtle way. He'd kneel between your thighs under your desk and just slowly lick your pussy, not trying to break your concentration, just trying to kindle the subtle flames of pleasure while he tastes you. He licks you at a slow, leisurely pace, letting you feel the entire length of his long tongue. Just imagine looking down at him, brushing his hair back so you can see his face. And he blinks up at you all cutely while he sucks on your clit. When his hunger overtakes him, he spreads your legs wider, pressing his face in deeper, sliding his tongue past your entrance and fucking you with it, growling under his breath all the while. Even as you try to concentrate, the pleasure he gives you radiates so intensely you just have to moan for him every now and then. "Good boy...that's my good boy..." Whenever you whisper that, his cock throbs in the confines of his pants, and he keeps going, determined to please you and make you cum on his tongue. Your cum could be all over his face, dripping down his face and making a completely mess of you both, and he'll just keep eating your pussy without a care in the fucking world. To him, nothing is better than being between your legs like this.
But both of them would tag team you while you're cooking or whole you're on the phone for sure. Just anything where they can break your concentration, they just suddenly get the hungry urge to feast on you. They'd kneel at your feet, nudging each other out of the way to try and lick up a taste of you. And your boys are nothing if not spoiled, so of course you let them. Your hands would clutch the countertop, or the arm of your chair, your legs falling open to let your dragons taste you how they please. You let them paw at your thighs. You let their tongues sweep over your core. You let their lips wrap around your clit and suckle hungrily. Maybe they'd growl at each other too, both wanting to be right at your dripping centre, and you only let them keep eating you out as long as they share like good boys for their mommy. No matter how much they eat you out, they just can't get enough. They're both completely insatiable when it comes to your pussy, and you wouldn't have it any other way.
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taehyungisminee ยท 1 year
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ATEEZ - IMAGINE
๐‘ด๐’‚๐’‡๐’Š๐’‚ ๐‘จ๐’•๐’†๐’†๐’› ๐‘น๐’†๐’‚๐’„๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ "๐‘พ๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–/๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’‚๐’„๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’š ๐’•๐’๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Ž/๐’š๐’๐’–~" [๐‘ด๐’‚๐’Œ๐’๐’‚๐’† ๐‘ณ๐’Š๐’๐’†]
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โžบ ๐—ช๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐—–๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜ :- ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฏ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฑ,๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฌ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€
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๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’…๐’†๐’“ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‚ ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’‰๐’–๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’‡๐’Š๐’‚ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’•๐’“๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‰๐’‚๐’… ๐’‚ ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’„๐’–๐’•๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š๐’‡๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‰๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Ž๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’‘๐’“๐’†๐’„๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–. ๐‘ฏ๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’๐’Š ๐‘บ๐’‚๐’. ๐‘บ๐’‚๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’˜๐’†๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’†๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’˜๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’…๐’”. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’”๐’†๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’š ๐’˜๐’‰๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’•๐’“๐’–๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’Ž๐’†๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’๐’–๐’•๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’‡๐’‡๐’Š๐’„๐’† ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‚ ๐’ˆ๐’๐’‚๐’”๐’” ๐’…๐’๐’๐’“. ๐‘บ๐’‚๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Š๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’Š๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’‡๐’‡๐’Š๐’„๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’Š๐’•๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’Š๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’„๐’‰ ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’…๐’Š๐’“๐’†๐’„๐’• ๐’—๐’Š๐’†๐’˜ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’–๐’•๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’๐’‚๐’”๐’” ๐’…๐’๐’๐’“. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’‚๐’‡๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’”๐’†๐’†๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’”๐’†๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’ ๐’„๐’๐’๐’”๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’ƒ๐’๐’…๐’š ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’‹๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’‚ ๐’‡๐’†๐’˜ ๐’Š๐’๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’” ๐’‚๐’˜๐’‚๐’š. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’˜๐’†๐’Š๐’“๐’…, ๐’‰๐’† ๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’“๐’š, ๐’‰๐’† ๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’”๐’‚๐’…, ๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’‹๐’†๐’‚๐’๐’๐’–๐’”... ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐’๐’• ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’“๐’ˆ๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’…๐’๐’๐’“ ๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’“๐’–๐’‘๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’„๐’๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’š๐’†๐’๐’๐’†๐’… "๐‘พ๐‘ฏ๐‘จ๐‘ป ๐‘จ๐‘น๐‘ฌ ๐’€๐‘ถ๐‘ผ ๐‘ซ๐‘ถ๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ฎ? ๐‘ฐ'๐‘ฝ๐‘ฌ ๐‘ฉ๐‘ฌ๐‘ฌ๐‘ต ๐‘พ๐‘จ๐‘ฐ๐‘ป๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ฎ ๐‘ญ๐‘ถ๐‘น ๐’€๐‘ถ๐‘ผ ๐‘ญ๐‘น๐‘ถ๐‘ด ๐‘ป๐‘ฏ๐‘ฌ ๐‘ท๐‘จ๐‘บ๐‘ป ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ“ ๐‘ด๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ผ๐‘ป๐‘ฌ๐‘บ?" ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’’๐’–๐’Š๐’•๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’š ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‰๐’‚๐’… ๐’๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’†. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’†๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž "๐‘ฉ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š, ๐‘น๐’†๐’๐’‚๐’™ ๐’ˆ๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Š๐’• ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’„๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‘๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’†. ๐‘ฐ'๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’•๐’†๐’”." ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’ ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‰๐’† ๐’š๐’†๐’๐’๐’” ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’ "๐‘พ๐‘ถ๐‘พ, ๐‘ฐ๐‘ป๐‘บ ๐‘ช๐‘ณ๐‘ฌ๐‘จ๐‘น ๐‘ต๐‘ถ๐‘พ ๐‘ป๐‘ฏ๐‘จ๐‘ป ๐’€๐‘ถ๐‘ผ ๐‘พ๐‘จ๐‘ต๐‘ต๐‘จ ๐‘ฉ๐‘ฌ ๐‘พ๐‘ฐ๐‘ป๐‘ฏ ๐‘ฏ๐‘ฐ๐‘ด ๐‘ด๐‘ถ๐‘น๐‘ฌ ๐‘ป๐‘ฏ๐‘จ๐‘ต ๐‘ด๐‘ฌ?" ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’•๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’” ๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’๐’๐’š ๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’†. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’…๐’“๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’‡๐’‡๐’Š๐’„๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’…๐’†๐’”๐’Œ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‘๐’–๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‰๐’‚๐’Š๐’“ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’‚๐’š ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’…๐’†๐’†๐’‘ ๐’—๐’๐’Š๐’„๐’† "๐‘ฏ๐’๐’˜ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’„๐’„๐’–๐’”๐’† ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐’”๐’–๐’„๐’‰ ๐’‚ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’๐’–๐’•? ๐‘ฐ ๐’•๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’Š๐’• ๐’”๐’†๐’†๐’Ž๐’” ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š๐’ƒ๐’๐’š ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’‚๐’•. ๐‘บ๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’Š๐’•." ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’”๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’”๐’‰๐’Š๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’”๐’‘๐’Š๐’๐’†. ๐‘พ๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’”๐’‚๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’–๐’๐’…๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’†๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’š ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐’‘๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’• ๐’‚๐’ ๐’Š๐’๐’‰๐’–๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’‘๐’†๐’†๐’…. "๐‘ด-๐’Ž-๐’Ž๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’š ๐‘ฐ'๐’Ž ๐’„-๐’„๐’๐’๐’”๐’†" ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’”๐’‚๐’Š๐’…, ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’๐’๐’๐’Œ ๐’‚๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š๐’ƒ๐’๐’š๐’” ๐’‡๐’‚๐’„๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’„๐’‰ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’”. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’… ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“๐’”๐’†๐’๐’‡ ๐’‚๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’”๐’ ๐’“๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž. "๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š๐’ƒ๐’๐’š." ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’‚๐’Š๐’… ๐’”๐’˜๐’†๐’†๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’•๐’Š๐’Ž๐’† ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’†๐’๐’†๐’“๐’ˆ๐’š. ๐‘จ๐’” ๐’”๐’๐’๐’ ๐’‚๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’ˆ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐’—๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’Ž๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’Ž๐’๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‡๐’‚๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’‡๐’‡๐’Š๐’„๐’† ๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’Š๐’“. ๐‘พ๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’†๐’๐’†๐’“๐’ˆ๐’š ๐’…๐’“๐’‚๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’‚๐’•๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‡๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’‚๐’”๐’๐’†๐’†๐’‘ ๐’‚๐’๐’Ž๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’๐’š. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’…๐’๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’๐’˜ ๐’„๐’–๐’•๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š๐’‡๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’… ๐’๐’๐’๐’Œ๐’” ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’…๐’†๐’†๐’‘ ๐’”๐’–๐’ƒ๐’Ž๐’†๐’“๐’ˆ๐’†๐’… ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’…๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž๐’”.
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๐‘ด๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’Š ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’…๐’†๐’“ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‚ ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’˜๐’†๐’๐’ ๐’Œ๐’๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐‘ด๐’‚๐’‡๐’Š๐’‚ ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’๐’–๐’‘ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’‘๐’“๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’”๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’Ž๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’‚๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’Š๐’Ž๐’†๐’”. ๐‘บ๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’Ž๐’†๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’–๐’‘ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’๐’๐’๐’š ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š๐’‡๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’…๐’š ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’†. ๐‘ฐ๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’” ๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’“๐’†๐’๐’š ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’๐’š ๐’•๐’Š๐’Ž๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’”๐’† ๐’…๐’‚๐’š๐’”. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’˜๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‰๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’š ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ. ๐‘ฐ๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’•๐’๐’…๐’‚๐’š ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐‘ด๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’Š ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‘๐’“๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’š ๐’Ž๐’–๐’„๐’‰ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’…๐’. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’…๐’Š๐’…๐’'๐’• ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’‰๐’–๐’๐’ˆ๐’“๐’š ๐’”๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’Œ๐’Š๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Œ๐’‡๐’‚๐’”๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’”๐’Š๐’•๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’„๐’‰ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‘๐’๐’‚๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’†๐’”. ๐‘จ๐’‡๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’‚ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’ˆ๐’๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’…๐’†๐’„๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’…๐’ ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’…๐’†๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’ˆ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’“๐’†๐’ˆ๐’“๐’†๐’• ๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’“. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’„๐’๐’๐’”๐’†๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’… ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ ๐’ƒ๐’๐’™. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’๐’๐’Œ ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’‚ ๐Ÿ— ๐’Š๐’๐’„๐’‰ ๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’, ๐’๐’–๐’ƒ๐’†๐’… ๐’Š๐’• ๐’–๐’‘ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’“๐’†๐’„๐’๐’“๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“๐’”๐’†๐’๐’‡ ๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐‘ฐ๐’‘๐’‰๐’๐’๐’†. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’๐’–๐’ƒ๐’†๐’… ๐’–๐’‘ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’†๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’•๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’‰๐’๐’๐’† ๐’‚๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’‘๐’‚๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’๐’๐’ ๐’†๐’๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’–๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’Ž๐’๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’๐’–๐’…๐’๐’š. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’…๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’๐’๐’ ๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’๐’๐’๐’”๐’† ๐’†๐’๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’๐’„๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’–๐’‘ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ด๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’Š'๐’” ๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’†. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’๐’๐’ ๐’„๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’๐’‚๐’”๐’• ๐’๐’๐’–๐’… ๐’Ž๐’๐’‚๐’. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’ ๐’๐’‡๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’„๐’๐’“๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’†๐’๐’… ๐’Š๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š๐’‡๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‰๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’”๐’š ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’Ž๐’†๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“ ๐’๐’‚๐’“๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’‡๐’‹๐’‚. ๐‘ด๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’Š ๐’‰๐’‚๐’… ๐’•๐’๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’ ๐’๐’๐’๐’š ๐’•๐’†๐’™๐’• ๐’๐’“ ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’Š๐’•๐’” ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’–๐’“๐’ˆ๐’†๐’๐’•. ๐‘จ๐’” ๐’”๐’๐’๐’ ๐’‚๐’” ๐‘ด๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’Š ๐’”๐’‚๐’˜ ๐’‚ ๐’๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’‡๐’Š๐’„๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’‘๐’๐’‘ ๐’–๐’‘ ๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‘๐’‰๐’๐’๐’† ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’†๐’™๐’„๐’–๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž๐’”๐’†๐’๐’‡ ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Ž๐’†๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’“๐’๐’๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’‡๐’‡๐’Š๐’„๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’„๐’‰ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž. ๐‘จ๐’” ๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’•๐’†๐’™๐’• ๐’Ž๐’†๐’”๐’”๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’‡๐’–๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’” ๐’‚๐’” ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’†๐’š๐’†๐’” ๐’๐’‚๐’Š๐’… ๐’๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’—๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’ ๐’Ž๐’†๐’”๐’”๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’๐’‡๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‰๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’๐’–๐’„๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’†๐’๐’‡ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐’Š๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’Ž๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’. ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’…๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’”๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’๐’š๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’‰๐’† ๐’Š๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’†๐’…๐’Š๐’‚๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’„๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’”๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’…๐’–๐’๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’…๐’“๐’Š๐’—๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’• ๐’‚ ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’‰๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’”๐’‘๐’†๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ ๐’‰๐’๐’Ž๐’†. ๐‘จ๐’” ๐’”๐’๐’๐’ ๐’‚๐’” ๐’‰๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’‚๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’…๐’“๐’๐’๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’‚๐’˜ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’Š๐’•๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’… ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’„๐’“๐’๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‘๐’‰๐’๐’๐’†. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’…๐’Š๐’…๐’'๐’• ๐’๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’„๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’…๐’๐’๐’“ ๐’–๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’ ๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’‚๐’Š๐’… "๐‘ฉ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’‚๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’• ๐’‚๐’˜๐’‚๐’š ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’•๐’๐’–๐’„๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“๐’”๐’†๐’๐’‡ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’„๐’‚๐’–๐’”๐’† ๐‘ฐ'๐’Ž ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’”๐’š? ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’…๐’† ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’‚๐’ ๐’Š๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’“๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’• ๐’Ž๐’†๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’‡ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’š๐’๐’–'๐’๐’ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’š ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Š๐’•." ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’ˆ๐’๐’• ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’–๐’…๐’…๐’†๐’ ๐’…๐’†๐’†๐’‘ ๐’—๐’๐’Š๐’„๐’† ๐’‚๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’๐’๐’๐’Œ ๐’–๐’‘ ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š๐’‡๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’… ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’–. ๐‘ฉ๐’†๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’‘๐’†๐’‚๐’Œ ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’–๐’๐’…๐’“๐’†๐’”๐’” ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž๐’”๐’†๐’๐’‡ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’Ž๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’“๐’Š๐’‘๐’‘๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’”. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’”๐’ ๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’š ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‰๐’–๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’‡๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’–๐’“๐’†. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’’๐’–๐’Š๐’„๐’Œ๐’๐’š ๐’†๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’š ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’• ๐’„๐’๐’„๐’Œ ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’š ๐’‘๐’Š๐’๐’Œ ๐’‰๐’๐’๐’†. ๐‘จ๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’Ž๐’๐’‚๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’† ๐’…๐’Š๐’…๐’๐’• ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’‘ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’‡๐’–๐’„๐’Œ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐’๐’• ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’ ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’†. ๐‘จ๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’…๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’Ž๐’๐’‚๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‰๐’† ๐’‹๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’•๐’๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’๐’˜ 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๐‘พ๐’๐’๐’š๐’๐’–๐’๐’ˆ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’‡๐’‡๐’Š๐’„๐’† ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’–๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’‹๐’–๐’”๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐’๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’‡๐’‚ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’„๐’“๐’๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‘๐’‰๐’๐’๐’†. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’…๐’†๐’‘๐’“๐’Š๐’—๐’†๐’… ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’˜๐’‰๐’๐’๐’† ๐’˜๐’†๐’†๐’Œ. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’๐’… ๐’๐’†๐’™๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’‚๐’Š๐’… ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’˜๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ "๐‘พ๐’๐’, ๐‘จ๐’“๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’…๐’๐’๐’† ๐’š๐’†๐’•?" ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’“๐’†๐’๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’†๐’… "๐‘ต๐’๐’• ๐’š๐’†๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–'๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’• ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’†." ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’˜๐’‚๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’Ž๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’‚๐’ ๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’‚ ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’๐’๐’˜๐’๐’š ๐’‘๐’‚๐’„๐’† ๐’•๐’๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’Ž๐’๐’–๐’๐’• ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’‚๐’‘, ๐’”๐’˜๐’Š๐’‡๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’”๐’–๐’“๐’‘๐’“๐’Š๐’”๐’†. ๐‘ฉ๐’†๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’‘ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’… ๐’„๐’๐’„๐’Œ. ๐‘พ๐’๐’๐’š๐’๐’–๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’๐’‚๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’†๐’๐’”๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’„๐’‰ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‰๐’‚๐’“๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’๐’‚ ๐’“๐’†๐’ˆ๐’“๐’†๐’• ๐’Š๐’• ๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’“. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’‰๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’‘๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’๐’…๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’Œ๐’๐’†๐’†๐’”. "๐‘ฐ ๐’”๐’†๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’๐’Š๐’•๐’•๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’…๐’๐’†๐’”๐’'๐’• ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’๐’ƒ๐’†๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’†๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’“? ๐‘บ๐’–๐’„๐’‰ ๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’†๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’†." ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’”๐’‚๐’š๐’” ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’…๐’†๐’†๐’‘ ๐’—๐’๐’Š๐’„๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‚ ๐’”๐’Ž๐’Š๐’“๐’Œ ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’๐’˜๐’” ๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‡๐’‚๐’„๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’Š๐’• ๐’”๐’†๐’๐’…๐’” ๐’”๐’‰๐’Š๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’”๐’‘๐’Š๐’๐’†. "๐‘ต๐’๐’˜ ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’• ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’." ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’”๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’๐’†๐’™๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’†๐’‚๐’“, ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’” ๐’”๐’˜๐’Š๐’‡๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’™๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’†๐’‚๐’“, ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’” ๐’”๐’˜๐’Š๐’‡๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’„๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’‰๐’‚๐’“๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’‡๐’• ๐’”๐’Œ๐’‹๐’ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‚๐’”๐’”. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’Ž๐’๐’‚๐’ ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’Š๐’. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’’๐’–๐’Š๐’†๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’‚๐’š "๐‘ถ-๐’๐’๐’†." ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’‘๐’–๐’๐’๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’Œ๐’š ๐’‰๐’‚๐’Š๐’“ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’‚๐’š๐’” "๐‘บ๐’‘๐’†๐’‚๐’Œ ๐’๐’๐’–๐’…๐’†๐’“ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’‰๐’๐’“๐’†." ๐‘จ๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’†๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’‘๐’‚๐’๐’Œ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’• ๐’‚๐’‡๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’… ๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’” ๐’“๐’–๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’†๐’Œ๐’”. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’‘๐’” ๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’˜๐’†๐’๐’•๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’๐’Š๐’‡๐’•๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’–๐’‘ ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’‚๐’‘ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’๐’…๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’…๐’†๐’”๐’Œ ๐’‘๐’–๐’”๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‰๐’† ๐’†๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’š ๐’Ž๐’†๐’“๐’„๐’š. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’”๐’‘ ๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’–๐’…๐’…๐’†๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‘๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’–๐’“๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’†๐’š๐’†๐’” ๐’“๐’๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ. "๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’…๐’๐’'๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’๐’–๐’•? ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’š ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’„๐’๐’„๐’Œ ๐’…๐’†๐’—๐’๐’–๐’“๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’š ๐’‘๐’–๐’”๐’”๐’š? ๐‘บ-๐’”๐’–๐’„๐’‰ ๐’‚ ๐’…๐’Š๐’“๐’•๐’š ๐’”๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’†." ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’”๐’‚๐’š๐’” ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’–๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’…๐’†๐’†๐’‘ ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’Š๐’•๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‘๐’“๐’๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’•๐’†. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐’'๐’• ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’…๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’—๐’†๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’–......
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๐‘ฐ๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐Ÿ:๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ ๐’‚.๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐‘ฑ๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’‡๐’‡๐’Š๐’„๐’† ๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‘๐’‚๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’‰๐’† ๐’‰๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’ ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’”๐’” ๐’…๐’†๐’‚๐’ ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’‡๐’Š๐’‚. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Š๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‘๐’‚๐’”๐’• ๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’Š๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’๐’‡ ๐’Š๐’•. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’…๐’†๐’„๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’‘ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Š๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’„๐’๐’๐’”๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‡๐’‚๐’„๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’‰๐’† ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‡๐’‚๐’„๐’† ๐’•๐’๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’„๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’ˆ๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’‹๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’”๐’๐’• ๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’š ๐’‚๐’” ๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’‚ ๐’๐’ƒ๐’—๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’”๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’๐’• ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’‚๐’”๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’†๐’„๐’๐’๐’…๐’”. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’๐’๐’๐’Œ๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’†๐’š๐’†๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’‚๐’Š๐’… "๐‘บ๐’•๐’๐’‘ ๐’‘๐’๐’‚๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š, ๐‘ฐ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’Œ ๐’•๐’ ๐’…๐’. ๐‘ฎ๐’ ๐’”๐’Š๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Š๐’• ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐‘ฐ'๐’Ž ๐’…๐’๐’๐’†." ๐‘จ๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’‚๐’Š๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’š ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’…๐’Š๐’…๐’'๐’• ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’Ž๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’Š๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’—๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’๐’†๐’„๐’Œ ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’†๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’„๐’‚๐’–๐’”๐’† ๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’๐’—๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’”๐’†. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’Ž๐’๐’—๐’†๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’“๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’‘ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’” ๐’๐’‡ ๐’–๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’„๐’†. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’†๐’“๐’—๐’†๐’”. ๐‘ป๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’Š๐’• ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’”๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’… ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’๐’”๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’”๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’… "๐‘ช๐’–๐’•๐’†.." ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‰๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’†๐’˜ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’Š๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’๐’‘ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’–. "๐‘ฐ๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’”๐’†๐’† ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‚๐’”? ๐‘ช๐’–๐’•๐’†?" ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’‚๐’”๐’Œ๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‡๐’–๐’๐’ ๐’‚๐’…๐’—๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‡๐’๐’–๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’•๐’†. ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’“๐’†๐’‘๐’๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’–๐’•๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’๐’‡๐’‡ ๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’†๐’„๐’Œ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’„๐’‰ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’‚๐’Œ ๐’”๐’‘๐’๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‰๐’† ๐’•๐’๐’๐’Œ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’• ๐’๐’‘๐’‘๐’๐’“๐’•๐’–๐’๐’Š๐’•๐’š ๐’•๐’ ๐’‘๐’–๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’Š๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‘๐’๐’‚๐’„๐’†. ๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’…๐’Š๐’…๐’๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’…๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’‚๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’Š๐’‘ ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’”๐’‡๐’š ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’–๐’๐’‰๐’๐’๐’š ๐’Ž๐’๐’‚๐’๐’”. ๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’…'๐’๐’• ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’‚๐’š "๐‘ท๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’† ๐’‡๐’–๐’„๐’Œ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’…๐’‚๐’…๐’…๐’š~" ๐‘ฏ๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’ˆ ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’๐’˜๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‘๐’Š๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’‚ ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’…. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’Š๐’๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‘๐’‚๐’„๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’” ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’Š๐’‘๐’” ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‰๐’๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’๐’†๐’ˆ๐’” ๐’”๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’‚๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’ ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’‡๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’“. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’๐’‚๐’๐’” "๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’”๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’~" ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’‘๐’–๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“๐’”๐’†๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’‚๐’š "๐‘ซ-๐’…-๐’…๐’‚๐’…๐’…๐’š ๐‘ฐ'๐’Ž ๐’ˆ-๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’๐’‚ ๐’„-๐’„-๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’†." ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’”๐’Ž๐’Š๐’“๐’Œ๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’“๐’†๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’†๐’… "๐‘ป๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’–๐’•~" ๐‘พ๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’”๐’‚๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’Ž๐’๐’‚๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’„๐’‚๐’Ž๐’†. ๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’• ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ ๐’‰๐’†'๐’… ๐’๐’†๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’ˆ๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’‹๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’๐’‰ ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’˜๐’“๐’๐’๐’ˆ. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’‡๐’–๐’„๐’Œ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Š๐’ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’Ž๐’๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’†๐’”๐’”.....
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Do me a favor
Pairings: San x black reader
Series of short stories
Word count: 523
โ†’ Summary; hard hours with San
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The two of you cuddle against each other on the sofa while watching a movie. It's been a while since the two of you relaxed. With his busy schedules and you as well, let's just say you were a little bit needy for his touch.
So you began to run your fingers through his hair slowly messaging his scalp. "mmhn... y/n" he groaned slightly. A smile slightly tugged at your lips as you slowly began to love the sounds he was making completely forgetting about the movie in general. Your other hand slips down to his cover dick. You start to press down on his sensitive area as a moan slips past his lips. You feel him getting hard. Before he can look down at what you're doing you tug at his hair keeping his eyes focused on the the screen. "Who said you could look at what I'm doing to you hmm?" you question him, you can hear his breathing quicken. "No one m-mistress" You smiled "Good. Now do me a favor and be a good boy." He nodded his head yes and bit his bottom lip. "Miss, can you please touch me for real, I wanna feel you"
"I don't know if you deserve to feel me. How 'bout you beg for it." You can see the desire in his eyes as he bucks his hips up and your hand trying to get any type of friction between his legs. "fuck Please I've been so good for you. I'll fuck you so hard, please mistress" he pled. You couldn't help yourself you got on your knees and pulled his pants down. He was only left with his dick hitting his belly. The sight was eye candy. As he hiss at the coldness of the air hitting his dick. You can see how hard he was as precum leaked from the tip of his dick. You lick the tip of his dick while holding eye contact with him. His breath hitch slightly with the sudden sensation from your tongue. You engulf his dick down and swirled your tongue at the tip and licking up all of his precum. โ€œOmg mistressโ€ฆ it feels soโ€ฆ fuckโ€ just hearing him try his hardest trying to form words just was turn on itself.
He grip the sides of the sofa with fingers nails making scratches on sofa. You began to message his balls and this sent him over the edge. โ€œIf you keep at it im g-gonna cumโ€ he said in a shaky voice. You continued the same actions with your mouth swallowing him whole. He through his head back and moaned loudly. He bucked his hips into your mouth and hot cum shot down your throat. You gladly swallow all of it.
You left your mouth off his dick with a poping sound. His body went limp and his breathing slowed โ€œdamn I wasnโ€™t expecting thatโ€ San let out in a huff.
โ€œIโ€™ve been wanting to do that for the longestโ€ you said. You can see blush come across his face. โ€œCan Iโ€ฆ um. Fuck you now mistressโ€ San said to you with lustful eyes.
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A/N: dude itโ€™s been so long since Iโ€™ve written something I low-key feel like Coryxkenshin leaving for 9 months and then come back with a banger. Anyways I hope you guys enjoy this I donโ€™t know when Iโ€™m coming back with something else.
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I didnโ€™t know if you were taking requests but I just wanted to know your thoughts on Sub Woosan with a mommy kink๐Ÿ’•
I love your writing and I hope you keep up the good work๐Ÿค
Sub!Woosan????? WITH A MOMMY KINK???!!!!!!! *dies*
Fucking hell oh my god you're speaking my language right now , brain is going haywire, got me barking and shit god DAMN-
Alright, alright so hear me OUT-
They both want to be ruinedโ—โ—โ— Completely fucked out that they can't fell their lower halves but like they take turns with which gets fucked first ANDโ— ANDโ—THEY HELP YOU OUT WITH EACH OTHER
So let's say you start with San , good boy , obedient baby Sannie , alright? He may be a good boy but he's so squirmy he can't help it , he just can't stay still and he cums so fast like instantly soooooo you get Wooyoung to hold him down , make sure he stays still, and have him put a snug cock ring on Sannie.
And I know a lot of us think Wooyoung is a masochist (WHICH I AGREE WITH BTW) but I also think he's a sadist at times , so when Sannie is squirming and moaning and crying out for his mommy , Wooyoung would squeeze his balls , slap his cock , squish his face and watch him struggle to speak through the unforced pout , and whine in pleasure and pain as he lets out unintelligible words while Wooyoung simply continues to hold him down and watch as you take care of your baby ๐Ÿ’—
Now when it's Wooyoung's turn , he's snarky, he's sassy , he's doing the most to piss you off while Sannie , in his post nut haze , tries his best to help you out as you order him around.
You would tie Wooyoung to the bed (cuz physically holding him down isn't enough) and you would have San hand you vibrators , a cock ring , nipple clamps and the like as you tame down the bratty menace underneath you.
When it comes to calling you mommy, San does it in the whinniest voice imaginable, begging and pleading "mommy, please let me cum~ oh mommy please~" while pouting cutely to get your permission (but he's so cute when desperate that you can't help but draw out the edging as long as you can within reason)
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As for Wooyoung , he uses it in a teasing , bratty manner , for example , you'll be spanking him so hard that his skin is raw at this point and he'll be like : "Come on , mommy... Is that the best you can do? I can't even feel it~~" all in an attempt to get you to spank him even harder ๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ
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Anyways, I'm glad you like my writing anon ๐Ÿ’—
And for the ones that are interested, my hard / soft thought asks are still open so feel free to share your thoughts with me โ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ž
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blindfolded san???
tied up, submissive san??
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all the things i could do to himโ€ฆ
choi san is a freak! I JUST KNOW IT!!
someone give me a scenario so i can mentally destroy this mannn ๐Ÿ˜ซ
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Ateez Imagines: Losing their Virginity PT2
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i cant stop thinking about overstimulating sub!sanhwa theyd be so cute whining and on the brink of tears from all the pleasure
Whiny boys!
SanHwa just has a grip on me in general. The best thing would be that they would push each other up.
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So you sit there, both of them in front of you -only the bottom undressed because that makes it more embarrassing for some reason- hands tied behind there backs as you touch them harshly. They would send each other those glances, those horny watery eye glances.
I can totally see them do a โ€œwho is more patheticโ€ competition.
It starts with staring but then its who moans louder, lewder. Who whines more, cries more.
And it would be the biggest fun for you to watch because they are basically torturing themselves to get your attention.
In the end they would be equally pathetic whiny boys wanted all the after care that you can give.
Sub!SanHwa for the WIN. AHHHHH.
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Bratty baby boy | Choi San X F!Reader (Smut)
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Pairing : Choi San x F!Reader
Warnings : Pure smut. Bratty baby boy San, Busy CEO reader, choking, soft dom!reader, whiny San, sensory deprivation, name calling (baby boy, mommy) handcuffs, subspace, hand job, overstimulation, breeding kink, dacryphilia kink. Minors dni.
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San sat up in his bed, kinda feeling whiny after seeing that the bed was empty next to him. He hated days like this where his mommy wasn't next to him when he woke up, it always made him act bratty. And that's exactly what he did. Sending a pic of him sitting in front of the mirror in just his boxers which prominently showed his bulge was definitely what you didn't expect while being in the meeting room. Even if he was bratty you most probably expected a whiny message from him saying he's needy.
You soon typed out a message warning him for his behavior
Y/n : Babyboy better be a good boy till mommy comes home. Or you will be punished.
San let out a mischievous chuckle as he read your message, feeling too bratty to care about what you said over the text. He removed his boxers as he started stroking himself slowly as he started recording himself. Also letting out loud moans, whining about how much he misses you. After feeling he has done enough through the video, he sent the video having a smug grin on his face.
The meeting had already finished at the time when your phone buzzed. You saw there was a video sent to you by your beloved baby boy. You pressed play only to hear breathy soft moans which soon turned into loud whines as you saw him stroking his cock. You were shocked to see him being so brave today. You were definitely not gonna let this slide.
Y/n : Babyboy I want you on your knees in our bedroom, naked. I'm on my way. Pick the handcuffs u want.
San felt an adrenaline rush reading your message soon fumbling around your room to grab his favorite blue fluffy handcuffs. As he got to his ordered position. You took your coat and soon rushed out to get to your house. You shrugged off the worried looks that were shot at you because you never left your office until it was at least 10 at night. You walked into your shared bedroom as you found San on his knees wearing his cat fluffy cat ears with his favorite handcuffs placed next to him.
"Not so bratty now huh?" You let out scoff at his smug smile as he looked up at you. You sat on the nearest chair as you patted your lap and beckoned him towards you. He tried to get up but stopped hearing your words. "Bad boys don't get the privilege to walk babyboy, crawl to me." He of course obliged and when he reached you he soon got on your lap and started straddling your lap.
Your hands found their way to his hair as you pulled him for a kiss which turned into a make out session. You tugged at his hair with your right hands as your left hand travelled down to his neck as you wrapped your hand around his neck. He let out a whiny moan as he pulled away. Your eyes turned dark as you looked at him fucked out state.
Your left hand travelled down as you attached your lips on his neck. Your hand wrapped itself around his throbbing cock. You started stroking him painfully slow, making him let out a loud moan. "M-mommy f-aster p-please." "Yeah, do you deserve it, love? Weren't you being a brat just an hour ago." "So-rry mo-mmy I will be-behave. P-please let me c-cum." You started stroking him at a very fast pace and soon with one hard stroke he was making a mess on you as he came undone on you.
You captured his lips, helping him ride out his orgasm. "On the bed, Now." Even if he was on the verge of falling into subspace he still crawled to the bed and got on the bed. You picked up the handcuffs laid on the floor and looked down at him. "Hands." He obeyed as he held out his hands as you wrapped it around his hands.
You soon started undressing yourself and as you removed your belt you wrapped it around his neck , turning it into a leash for you to pull on. And that's exactly what you just did, you pulled hard on the belt making him lunge forward as he let out a whine. You pushed him down on the bed and you soon undressed yourself and got on top of him. The leash in your hand and you slowly sink yourself on his cock watching his face for any discomfort before slowly moving.
Your slow pace soon became fast and rough as you pulled on the leash every time you clenched around him. San was letting out pornographic moans as tears welled up in his eyes because of too much pleasure. "Mommy w-wanna cum inside you, c-can I? " "Fuck yeah baby boy, fill up mommy." He started orgasming at that as he shoke uncontrollably. You soon came following him. You both rode out your orgasms as you fell on the bed next to him.
You tried to get up to grab a towel for both of you, but soon his hands held you tightly as he burried his face into your chest. "Don't go, Mommy." You knew he would go to subspace from how hard he was shaking after reaching his high. This wasn't the first time he has gone so deep into subspace. You gave up as you just hugged him back going into your dreamland.
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My first ever smut..... Never thought it would get me so horny.
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