#this has been sitting in my drafts forever so i need to just bite the bullet and post it LMAO | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

wwbtsdty · 1 year

Text

What Makes You Sweat | 18+

Summary: You’re really getting tired of how much time your boyfriend spends in the gym when you have so little time together on his days off. So one day you decide to join him to see what really makes him sweat.

Rating: 18+

Genre: idol!au, smut, fluff

Pairings: Jungkook x Reader

Status: Oneshot

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: Explicit language, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, smutty smut, sexual tension, big dick!jungkook, unprotected sex(wrap it before ya tap it!), oral sex, cocky!jungkook, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, praising, dirty talk, creampie, rough sex, spanking, bondage, squirting, begging, cursing, fingering, biting, did I miss anything haha.

Author’s Note: This has been sitting in my drafts forever, mainly because I was so upset I lost all my edits to it one day. Sooo I’m just gonna release it, with the premise that its extremely rough because I can’t find it in my heart to edit it again. So here it is, take it for what it is.. a quickie, dirty, unedited short story haha.

This is all fictional.

You sigh deeply staring up at the ceiling in boredom, you had tired of playing games on your phone or scrolling social media an hour ago. Glancing at the clock on the nightstand, 10:44 PM... he’d been gone for two hours. Just what the hell does he down there for so long?

Surely most people didn’t work out this long every single day, it seemed excessive and it was starting to get on your nerves. You know he promised to keep his washboard abs for ARMY, but surely he didn’t need to work out every damn day to maintain those bad boys.

Grabbing your phone again you sent off a quick text to him.

Did you fall off the treadmill? Are you seriously still working out?

You and Jungkook had been dating for over a year now what he did for so many hours every day in that gym was still a mystery. You had never been tempted to join him before, when he was finished with you for the night you could barely move, let alone go workout. Meanwhile he was the energizer bunny, ready to go again and again until you finally caved and told him to go work off some steam.

The past few days though you’d had to work late because of your bosses stupid mistake. So you weren’t able to get home in time to soothe the bunny, he was always off at the gym so you would pass out on the bed.

Tonight though you’d had to listen to one of your coworkers gossiping about their sex life with their new younger boyfriend. Which of course in turn, got you thinking about how much you happened to miss your boyfriends delicious body, anxiously waiting all day to get home to him.

So here you sat, waiting on his bed, Bam having had long since given up on waiting for his dad and crawling into his crate to go to sleep. Your phone chimed suddenly causing you to practically lunge for it.

I’m just getting started babe, don’t wait up. 😘

Just getting started? What the hell does that mean? What exactly has he been doing for that last two hours?

You groaned, rolling onto your stomach in frustration as you stared at the text on your phone.

Don’t wait up he says! I hardly get to see him anymore, not with working full time and him getting ready for his next comeback, it seemed like their time together was becoming less and less these days—yet all he wants to do is spend time in the gym!

Jumping off the bed you squared your shoulders as you raided the closet for a pair of leggings and a sports bra.

Fine, if he wanted to work out then you were going to join him, sure it was the last thing you felt like doing, but if it meant you could spend time together then so be it!

Jungkook had just finished up running for his cardio workout the last hour, pulling up the bottom of his shirt to wipe the sweat that had accumulated on his face.

Now that cardio was done he could start on weights, he needed to work his lower body today since he did upper body yesterday. Then of course abs as always to finish off the workout.

Taking a swig from his water bottle, his attention diverted as the door swung open, you walked in wearing what he guessed could pass as workout clothes.

But really there wasn’t much there, he sure hoped you didn’t wear that shit in public to workout or else there was going to be a conversation later.

“Hey, what's up? I told you not to wait up, i’ll probably be a while still.” He eyed you suspiciously, you had never come to workout with him. Not that it ever bothered him, it was more of his thing and that was totally fine by him.

“Well... you spend so much time here, I thought I would see what you get up to for once. Maybe you could give me some pointers as well, I should probably workout more anyway. I’ve been stuck at a desk all week.”

You shrugged trying to act nonchalant, but your eyes gave you away as you took in his appearance. It wasn’t fair how beautiful this man was, even coated in sweat--no, not even, of course coated in sweat this man was absolutely sinful. All you could think about was stripping that shirt off his delicious body and raking your nails down his chest.

You bit your lip, rubbing your thighs together for some sort of relief. You weren’t sure just how long you stood there ogling your boyfriend, but it was obviously enough for him to take notice.

“Hmm... you want to work out?” He sauntered up to you, eyes darkening as he crowded you against the wall, hands coming up to rest on either side of your head behind you.

Your held your breathe as you took in the sudden change in his demeanor. This was the man you had come to know all too well every night, the one that bent your body to his will.

“I missed you, feels like I haven’t seen you in weeks,” You whispered, tucking a strand of his hair back behind his ear. He smiled brightly, bunny teeth on display as he cupped your cheek leaning down to kiss your forehead sweetly.

Stepping back, he booped your nose cutely with his finger. “I always miss you.” Sighing sadly, “When this comeback is done I promise we will take a vacation, just the two of us. We can spend every waking moment with each other. We don’t even have to leave the bed.” He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

God, You loved this man so much. How you had gotten so lucky to land Bangtan’s golden boy, he was anything and everything you could ask for in a boyfriend.

“I was about to start some weights, you wanna start with some cardio?” Just like that your tender moment was gone and Muscle bunny was back. How did he just flip a switch just like that, was it part of being an idol or something?

Huffing loudly, you made your way over to the treadmill he had just vacated, turning it on the lowest setting. You walked as slowly as possible, staring aimlessly at the little television blasting some random entertainment show before you. Behind you sounds of grunting and heavy weights clinking filled your ears as he began his workout again.

It was about 16 minutes later, according to the treadmill, when you had finally reached your breaking point. His grunts and groans were driving you crazy, you could hardly walk for fear the slick coating your core would drip down your legs.

Stopping the treadmill you spun around to find him doing sit-ups on the floor, each time he sat up he gave a soft grunt. You bit your lip as an evil plan hatched in your head.

Two could play this game.

You sashayed over to the rowing machine, plopping down loudly on the seat as you fastened your legs in. Wrapping your fingers around the handle to pull back fiercely, you let out a whisper of a moan. You saw his head swivel around towards you at the noise.

Ha, take some of your own medicine Kookie!

You smirked, continuing to pull on the rowing machine. Arching your back with each tug so your breasts thrust into the air alluringly.

His gaze zeroed in on the way your breasts proudly displayed as you rowed, suddenly his grey sweats felt all too tight. He knew you were purposely trying to rile him up, and it was working. But his competitive nature would never let him give him.

Plus, he was actually enjoying having you here with him for once, and he had to admit seeing you working out made him proud.

Not like you needed to work out, eyeing that perfect ass he loved so much. Having you ride him reverse cowgirl was one of his favorite positions, he loved watching that ass bounce up and down on his dick.

Reaching down to adjust his hardening length, he pulled his gaze from your body to refocus himself. At this rate he was going to lose this game you had decided to play and turn this into a whole other kind of workout.

You had quietly crept over his way once he went back to finishing his sit-up, the slight sway of your hips driving him to distraction once more. He stopped, arms behind his head as he laid back looking up at you suspiciously, “You done already?” He questioned, regarding you as a smirk lifted his lips.

You weren’t going to give in that easily, sure you’d been annoyed he hadn’t come over at your show earlier while rowing. You couldn’t miss him adjusting himself and the tent in his pants though. You were getting to him too. It was time to change tactics.

Throwing your leg over his waist you straddled his stomach, hands splayed out across his chest as you nestled your core above his hardening length. Your fingers sliding slowly down his chest to push yourself back to lay against his knees causing your breasts to jut out towards his face tauntingly. “Nope. Just taking a break…”

His brow raised quizzically, thrusting his hips off the floor bouncing you in the process to signal you should move. “Alright princess, well I just finished sit-ups… so how about you give me some motivation to finish my pushups?”

His hands encircled your waist when you didn't move, hoisting you up into the air like you weighed nothing. He let your body slide painfully slow down his until your feet touched the floor, “Lay down.” His voice held a hint of command forcing you to lay down where he indicated unbidden. You watched as he knelt down at your feet, hands moving to either side of your head, his body hovering above yours.

“Now be a good girl and stay still.”

You bit your lip at his deep voice, his face coming closer before moving past yours, his breathe tickling your ear.

“One.”

His whispered breathe across your ear sent a shot of arousal straight to your core, nipples suddenly standing for attention as he pulled back up.

Just as quickly he was pressing back down, this time you were more composed, your head swiveled around to nip at his earlobe.

“Two…” He groaned, pulling back with narrowed eyes.

The third time he decided to press his body flush against yours, hips rolling into your core for you to feel his now fully hard length.

You moaned loudly, frantically thrusting your hips up as he pushed up just as quickly. You glared up at that cocky bunny smile plastered on his face.

“Three.”

You'd had enough of this game.

You grabbed that taunt ass with both hands as he came down for the fourth push-up, rolling your hips seductively against his.

He growled, letting his body collapse atop yours in response. “Naughty girl. I told you to stay still, you can’t even obey one command? Am I going to have to tie you up so you don’t move?” His voice was pure sin in your ear, hands sliding slowly up your arms causing goosebumps in their wake, bringing them up above your head where he captured your wrists in one hand.

“So, we're done playing already? Just when the game was getting interesting...”

His right hand moved quickly down your stomach to cup your heat without warning. Your eyes flew open in surprise, arching your back sharply as you let out a groan of satisfaction at finally being touched, tugging desperately at his grip on your wrists to break free.

A soft moan escaped his lips, “So wet for me already? Does this pussy want to be filled so badly by my cock?” He trailed wet kisses down your neck, he bite the spot where your neck meets your shoulders quickly laving the tender spot with his tongue.

He sat back on his heels, admiring the way your breasts looked barely confined by your sports bra as your chest rose and fell rapidly. Taking your breasts in each hand to squeeze them together, dipping down to taking one of your nipples and then the other into his mouth through your sports bra, tongue circling it teasingly before biting playfully.

“Jungkook!” you gasped, hips thrusting against his hand in reflex, chasing some kind of friction. You could feel just how embarrassingly slick your panties and leggings had become at this point, providing barely any barrier.

Jungkook smirked, pressing the palm of his hand down hard against your clit through your leggings. "Is this what you wanted baby?"

Nodding frantically, "Yes! Yes! Please!!" You should be embarrassed at the way your hips followed his hand as he pulled back, but you were already past caring.

He released your wrists, sitting back on his heels as you whined at the lack of contact. Palming at his hardened bulge as he motioned to the bench behind you. "Go sit that pretty ass down on that bench."

Jumping up to obey, your body trembled in anticipation as you spread your legs displaying the large wet patch that has formed in the crotch of your leggings.

He quickly shed his shirt as he approached you, dropping to his knees between your thighs.

Your mouth watered as you admired that amazing body, eyes catching a drop of sweat dripping down his chest that you suddenly wanted to catch with your tongue. And those damn grey sweatpants, always showing just enough to drive you crazy. His hard dick filled them out so well now, you could practically feel it inside you already.

He made quick work of your leggings, peeling them down your legs. God you were practically soaking that bench already and he’d barely touched you.Grabbing your thighs to tug you down to the edge of the bench roughly. He admired your beautiful pussy for a minute, the material of your panties sticking to your lips making them practically transparent.

He slid his fingertip down your slit, pressing just the tip inside your pussy the material of your panties creating resistance from going in any further.

"All of this just for me? How long has my poor baby been suffering? If you’d just said you wanted to be fucked we could have ended this game quickly. But now I feel like making you wait… I won after all.” A smirk quirked his lips, leaning down to suck your clit into his mouth over the fabric.

“Fuck Jungkook!!” You squealed at the feeling of his mouth, the material of your underwear aiding the sensation. You slid your hand into Jungkook's hair, the other gripped onto the bench beneath you as you rolled your hips against his mouth.

Without removing his mouth from your clit, he grabbed your flimsy underwear tearing it off your body and flinging the offending material away. His mouth moving over your now bare pussy, tongue delving into your folds greedily.

You sobbed in relief, squeezing your thighs together at the sudden onslaught of pleasure that was almost unbearable.

Jungkooks digs his fingers into your thighs, keeping them open for his onslaught. "Ah Ah, don't hide from me." He quips smartly, sending a sharp smack to your pussy that causes you to jump, a whine escaping you at the stinging sensation as more arousal seeps from your lips.

He begins lapping at your clit teasingly, his fingers massaging your thighs as he enjoyed the whines escaping your lips.

“Kook, stop teasing!”

He takes your clit into his mouth once more, sucking strongly. At the same time slowly inserting one finger, curling it as he begins thrusting in and out of your sloppy cunt, rubbing that sweet spot each time.

You could already feel that familiar knot forming in your stomach and he’s barely touched you. Turned on beyond belief from their game earlier and not seeing him the past few days, or more specifically not seeing his cock.

"Tell me this isn't what you came down here for?" He remarks, pulling his digit from your pussy and bringing it up to his lips to taste you.

You screamed in frustration at the sudden emptiness, leaning up on your elbows as you regarded him between your legs not moving.

"Jungkook!" He just laughed at your situation, removing his finger with a pop from his lips, his tongue prodding his cheek. He reached down palming at his dick which had become so painfully hard. Your gaze followed his hand, jerking his length over his pants a few times in relief. He couldn’t wait to finally feel you wrapped so tightly around his cock, it had been so long, he was tired of using his own hand for relief. It was a poor excuse for that tight pussy he had come to love.

"Fine, okay! I came down to get fucked okay? I couldn't wait for you any longer… Jungkook! Please just fuck me already you idiot! I need to feel you!" you sobbed, throwing your arm over your eyes in embarrassment at your confession. Even after so many years you could feel embarrassment at how badly you wanted him at times.

He smiles all teeth at your confession, "Good girl, that wasn't so hard now was it? Did you really think I thought you wanted to work out? Unless you were referring to this workout." He motioned to himself with a cocky smirk, tongue running along his lower lip.

Before you could make a smart ass remark he plunged two fingers inside your pussy, thrusting them quickly in and out of you.

Shoving your sports bra up to reveal those beautiful pert nipples. Taking one into his mouth, his tongue lavishing attention on it as he scissored his fingers inside you, stretching you out for him.

"So fucking tight. How are you still so fucking tight!" He grunted, slipping a third finger inside of you.

You winced at the slight burn, your body already having forgotten the shape of his dick. As the burn ebbed, a delicious pleasure spreading in its place as your thighs quaked from the sudden orgasm approaching. Your hips thrusting in tandem with his fingers, chasing your high.

"Yes, Yes! Jungkook harder!!" You tugged at his dark locks, forcing his mouth harder against your breast.

He rubbed at your clit with his thumb, curling his fingers to continually hit your spot as he increased his speed. His fingers moving so fast you could barely keep up.

Suddenly you felt that cord snap inside of you, your back arching off the bench as you screamed out from your orgasm. A rush of liquid flooded Jungkook's fingers, spraying his chest as he dove down to taste your release. Tongue fucking your gaping hole as it quivered around his mouth, you tasted so fucking sweet he couldn't get enough of it.He pulled his fingers out to rub your clit as his tongue delved deeply inside of you prolonging your release.

"Ah, Jungkook no more.. please..."

He forced your thighs to wide as you tried closing them from the overstimulation, squirming away from his mouth. Your fingers tangled in his dark locks as you tugged at his head trying to stop him.

"I know you can, don't even think about stopping me."

He continued lapping at your sopping pussy, filling you with two fingers again as he sought that spot inside you.

You could feel the overstimulation already turning to pleasure again, moaning loudly as you thrashed on the bench with your fast approaching second release.

Jungkook sucked your clit into his mouth, fucking his fingers harder inside of you until you felt that damn break once more. "JUNGKOOK!!" you screamed his name loudly, black flashing behind your eyes as you squirted all over his face this time, your thighs shaking with the intensity of your orgasm.

You lay back panting as he removed his fingers, watching your gaping hole quiver at the emptiness. He licked his lips glancing down at your throughly fucked out face with satisfaction.

"Good girl, I knew you would do it." He sat back on his knees, chest glistening with your release. Standing up, he quickly kicked his sweats and briefs off, his cock springing to attention against his stomach. He wrapped his hand around his painfully hard length, sliding his fingers up and down a few times before his eyes caught on something in the corner.

You were so out of it, currently basking in your post release, you hadn't even noticed him move to the corner of the room. It wasn't until you felt something cold wrapping around your wrists that you startled to attention.

"What..?" you questioned, giving a measuring tug of your wrists to find them tied together with something.

"You were very bad tonight, trying to stop me from enjoying my prize earlier." He gave a sharp tug making sure your wrists were secured with the jump rope.

"So now your going to lay there and let me fuck you however I want." He whispered in your ear before standing up, he lifted your body up from the bench forcing you to now lay on your stomach.He eyed that beautiful ass now on display, delivering a harsh smack to your left cheek enjoying the red marring your skin.

You jumped at the sudden stinging of his hand, a new flush of arousal spreading throughout your body.

He knelt down at the end of the bench, adjusting some knobs. You suddenly found your feet leaving the floor at the same time the rest of your body leaned down closer to the floor. You felt incredibly vulnerable suddenly, ass up in the air, pussy quite literally on display for his viewing pleasure. You couldn't see where he was or what he was doing.

"Fuck, you're so perfect."

He eyed your position, having risen one side of the bench to lift your ass up to the perfect height, while the other was lowered for your comfort so you wouldn't be at a weird angle. He could see just how wet you were from this angle, your pussy dripping on the bench as your hole twitched with anticipation.

He ran his index finger through your slick, "Just for me."

You suddenly felt the head of his dick teasing your core causing you to thrust yourself back against him, you wanted to feel him filling you up so badly. But instead he kept teasing you, tapping his dick against your clit as he pressed a hand down against your lower back to hold you in place delivering a shark smack to your ass.

"Stay still." He growled under his breathe, pushing forward until the thick head of his cock sinks inside you, just as quickly pulling it out.

"Jungkook!" You screeched, wriggling against your confines in frustration, you feel a new wave of wetness seeping from your pussy. "Please, Jungkook, please fuck me! I need your cock.."

His fingers spread out across your ass, massaging at the reddened cheeks. "You look so amazing like this, bared just for me, pussy just waiting to be filled." He pulled your cheeks apart, groping as he watched the way your pussy twitched, admiring the mess you made of the bench already. He strokes his cock once before lining it up with your heat, coating it in your cum before suddenly thrusting forward sinking balls deep inside of you.

"Fuck!" you screamed out, suddenly feeling so full as he sunk so deeply inside you. You swear you could feel him all the way to your stomach. You clenched around him inside you, wanting to keep him inside.

He slowly pulled out until just the tip was left inside you, letting you feel every ridge and vein before harshly thrusting back in as your ass jiggled with the motion.

Suddenly his thrusts sped up, hips plunging into you as the bench jerked beneath you at the strength of his motion. Loud moans left your mouth as your body fought to keep up with his pace. Pleasure wracks your body, fighting against the orgasm already approaching.

He watched your ass bounce against his hips as he took your hips in his hand, forcing your body down to meet his thrusts. Your orgasm hits you as soon as he presses his thumb down on your clit, thighs shaking as your body releases for the third time tonight.

Jungkook continued thrusting through your orgasm, chasing his release as you felt him swell even bigger flooding your insides with his cum. He gave a few more lay thrusts as his cum started leaking out between your bodies soaking the bench below. He slowly pulled out from the warmth of your body, cupping your heat to keep his cum inside.

“Don’t let even a drop escape.” He commanded moving your hand to replace his as he went to slid his boxers and work out shorts back on.

You squeezed your legs together trying in vain to keep his cum from running down your legs as you to went to find your underwear and leggings he had thrown haphazardly.

He gave your ass a firm smack once you had finished getting dressed, pushing you towards the door.

“Now be a good girl and let me finish my workout.” He flashed you a cocky grin before heading back over to the weights.

Your jaw dropped at his request, “Seriously?!?”

Remember to like, reblog and follow if you enjoyed! 💋

2K notes · View notes

itsimaginetime · 1 month

Text

ATEEZ : Would you rather (NSFW)

*This is definitely gonna be very Sub!ATEEZ coded cause... It's me... Of course I'm gonna make it Sub!Ateez coded*

Thank you @ja3hwa for tagging me 💗

-> This has been in my drafts for more than a year y'all ☠️☠️☠️ I completely forgot about it, I guess better late than never 🤣<-

1. Make out with Yeosang or dry hump Yunho?

God , making out with Yeosang sounds like a dream. Just imagine him humming and whimpering in his deep as fuck voice , letting out cute little giggles and shyly touching your body ugghh 😵

2. Give Mingi a lap dance or have Wooyoung do a sexy dance for you?

Forever on my Sub!Mingi shit.

I , OF FUCKING COURSE, want to give Mingi a lap dance. He'll be smiling that shy gummy smile of his while being hella flustered and just enjoying the show but at the same time, he'd be so desperate for more , he'd start begging and pleading for you to just touch him or let him touch you, anything really, he just needs you , it's so cute 🥰

3. Tease San under the table at dinner or Jongho tease you under the table?

I just KNOW that San will start mewling like a kitten if you tease him , especially if you keep going for a good minute , he'll just look at you with this pathetic expression that just screams neediness and if there's other people at the dinner with you , they'll think he has a fever due to how red his face will become and how he'll whimper in a way that sounds like he's in pain , while in reality, he's swimming in humiliating pleasure.

4. Give hickeys to Yeosang or get hickeys from Seonghwa?

I would never pass up the opportunity to mark up this beautiful angel. Litter his neck with hickeys while he sits there like a good boy , hear him giggling when the hickeys turn to gentle licks and kisses, and enjoy his gasps when the pace changes to playful yet rougher bites.

5. Praise Hongjoong or receive body worship from Yunho?

I would love to praise Hongjoong, especially when he's working in the studio. Just come up behind him when he lets you hear a demo for a song he made , once the demo is over, launch into a praise attack.

Tell him how talented he is, how he's become such a reliable and capable producer, rapper , singer and songwriter ; tell him how much of an amazing leader he is , how much of a sweet partner he is and watch how he melts more and more with each compliment until he's nothing but a puddle of happiness and warmth , ready to be scooped up into your loving arms and held in your comforting embrace in a domestic cuddling session right there in the studio.

6. Blindfold Mingi or be blindfolded by San?

God pleeeeeeaaaaaseee, I need this princess to be blindfolded and feel so so good 💗 Like he really is the type to lay there and take everything you give him (within his boundaries ofc💖) , only thing you'll hear from him is a bunch of sweet moans and quiet pleas , baby boy doesn't even know what he's asking for , he just wants you 🥴

7. Sexting with Wooyoung or send dirty snaps to Seonghwa?

We all know DAMN WELL that this man likes being degraded and so , why not degrade him through text? Tell him how much of a little whore he is for you, tell him how you know he's squirming in his seat like a bitch in heat just from your texts , call him pathetic and perverted for trying to get you angry so that you can talk down to him etc etc (I mean , Wooyoung always gets what he wants in the end so I guess his plan worked 🤷)

8. Choke Yeosang or be choked by Jongho?

*moans like Wooyoung* Y'all probably saw this coming, huh? I mean, come ooooooon , choking Yeosang? I can't say no to that!!! Seeing him roll his eyes back and let out breathless moans simply from having a hand wrapped around his pretty throat sounds fucking heavenly 🫠

9. Pull Hongjoong's hair or Yunho pull your hair?

I would love to pull Hongjoong's hair and watch as he smiles dazedly up at me 😵‍💫

10. Tie up Wooyoung or Jongho tie you up?

Obviously tie up the biggest brat in history, I mean come on , plus, we all know Wooyoung would fucking love that

11. Beg for Seonghwa or Mingi beg for you?

...deep voice...tall , big man...on his knees... begging... tears in his eyes... slurred words... desperate pleas to cum... Oh fuck-

12. Ride Jongho's thighs or sit on San's face?

Using these two like fuck toys is so mmm. Humping Jongho's thick thighs while he just sits there , wanting, yet being good and taking what he's given. And grinding against San's cute tongue while he mewls and begs for you to smother him and hinder his breathing more.

13. Dirty talk with Seonghwa or Mingi?

My sub!Mingi wired brain is buzzing so hard rn

Mingi's dirty talk would consist of begging, praise , begging... Did I mention begging?

"Please baby, ah , please, feels so good , you fuck me *gasp* so good oh-"

14. Spank Wooyoung or Hongjoong?

Both. Wooyoung cause his bratty , degradation loving ass would melt at that , and Hongjoong cause HAVE YOU SEEN HIS CAKE????????!!!!!!!!

15. Get spanked by Jongho or Yunho?

Neither. I like to do the spanking, not receive it.

16. Deny San his orgasm or Seonghwa deny you yours?

Denying San his orgasm will make him such a sweet , sensitive mewling kitten and that's a sight for sore eyes.

17. Have Yeosang as a master or Hongjoong as a pet?

Mmmm Hongjoong would look so fucking pretty with a collar around his gorgeous neck , on his knees , looking up with his shiny eyes , waiting for praise with a cute blush on his face- 😌

18. Touch yourself and make Yunho watch or Mingi touch himself and make you watch?

Watching Mingi desperately touch himself, whimper in need cause he doesn't wanna cum yet is mmmmmmmmmm-

19. Call Hongjoong 'daddy' or Seonghwa call you 'mommy'?

y'all pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaase having Seonghwa call me mommy might cause me to fucking COMBUST!!!!

Like him on his kneees , looking up and whinning out a soft "mommy... please... please fuck me mommy... I need you-" GOD FUCK-🤤🤤🤤

20. Receive aftercare from San or give aftercare to Wooyoung?

I love the idea of taking care of someone after being intimate , so definetely taking care of Wooyoung

21. Skype sex with Hongjoong or phone sex with Yeosang?

I have a thing for Yeosang's voice like COME OOOOON HAVE YOU HEARD THAT DEEP ASS VOICE OF HIS- FUUUUUCK

22. One night stand with Mingi or fwb with Wooyoung?

I don't think I need to explain this one lol , forever a Mingi girl I suppose

23. Studio sex with Hongjoong or practice room sex with Yunho?

Riding Hongjoong in his chair in his studio till he's a whimpering mess is just so hot to me

24. Receive nudes from Seonghwa or a sexy video from San?

A sexy video from San where he's mewling (LIKE A KITTEN!!!) and whimpering while humping a pillow. Yummy.

25. Cowgirl position with Jongho or doggystyle position with Yeosang?

Bouncing on Jongho's thighs. That's it , that's my reason.

26. Hot tub sex with Mingi or shower sex with Yunho?

Water is a horrible lubricant but I don't care , I'll make it work somehow lol , I just need to see Mingi fucked out in a hot tub

27. Giving oral to Yeosang or receiving oral from San?

San. Whimpering. Against. My. Clit. Like. A. Desperate. Kitten. Need I say more?

28. Seonghwa cum in your mouth or Wooyoung cum on your face?

The thought of Seonghwa's thighs shaking as he pants and whines while being sucked dry mmmmmmm

29. Car sex with San or sex under the stars with Yeosang?

I just know Yeosang would look ethereal under the night sky

30. Take Mingi's virginity or Yunho takes yours?

Quick , everyone! Act surprised!

Goodness, I could write a whole fic about taking Mingi's virginity, it's just so-

31. Library sex with Wooyoung or movie theater handjob with Yeosang?

What a sight it would be to watch Yeosang trying to hold back his cute noises while at the back of a movie theater getting the best handjob of his life

32. Lazy morning sex with Yunho or late night sex with Jongho?

Jongho would be so tired yet so horny, he'd want to fuck you and make you feel good but he physical can't move so he'll let you take the wheel and melt his brain, make him forget everything other than your name

33. Wear a collar for Seonghwa or San wear a collar for you?

THE KITTEN SAN AGENDAAAA 🫠🫠🫠

34. Rough sex with Hongjoong or romantic sex with Jongho?

I just know romantic sex with Jongho would be so heartwarming ❤️

35. Receiving anal from Seonghwa or giving anal to Mingi?

Of course, I want to peg Mingi. Next question.

36. Suck Yunho's fingers or San suck your fingers?

San's cute eyes shimmering as he looks up at you, mouth full of your fingers as he humps the ground in desperation, wanting more of you, ready to beg for hours on end if he needs to. Ugh such a good boy. A kitten. A KITTEN- *gets dragged off stage*

37. Wall sex with Jongho or mirror sex with Wooyoung?

I want to worship his beautiful body an make him see just how stunning he is

38. Hongjoong finger you or giving Yeosang a handjob?

The brain rot is insane 😔. Yeosang receiving a handjob and being unable to control his reactions is making me feral!!!

39. Overstimulate Mingi or be overstimulated by Wooyoung?

Those gorgeous eyes filled with tears, those plush lips trembling, those stunning thighs shaking uncontrollably, his dick twitching in pain and pleasure, his sweet deep voice reaching higher octaves as he whines for you to stop only to immediately follow it up by begging you to continue; unable to choose whether he wants the pain to stop or for you to continue your sweet torture-

40. Woosan threesome or Seongjoong threesome?

Fucking a brat and an obedient boy at the same time sounds lovely 😌

©@itsimaginetime (DO NOT REPOST! DO NOT TRANSLATE!)

#ateez imagines #sub!idol #sub!kpop #dom!reader #sub!ateez #sub!jongho #ateez scenarios #ateez fanfic #ateez smut #ateez x reader #ateez fic #ateez imagine #ateez x y/n #ateez x you

94 notes · View notes

novacqnes · 2 years

Text

tattoos & secrets // ellie williams

summary: in order to further disguise her immunity, Ellie enlists you to give her the infamous tattoo.

warning: tattooing?

word count: 2.2k

pairing: ellie x fem reader

a/n: the way this has been sitting in my drafts forever because i had no idea how to end it (still don’t)

“Ow- fuck Y/n!” Ellie winced as the needle painfully collided with her skin.She watched the needle pierce her skin over and over again, her lower arm felt as if it was set ablaze.

“You sure this is safe?” She cautioned, squeezing her eyelids closed.

Ellie had enlisted you for some proactive measures to keep her immunity a secret in Jackson, with a tattoo. Except she hadn’t told you exactly why she needed one. Instead she gave you some vague excuse claiming that she felt insecure about her scars which you thought was bullshit.

“Since when have you cared about safety?” You retorted, running the needle over the outlined pattern on her scarred skin yet again.

“Since I allowed a stranger to give me a tattoo.” She mumbled through gritted teeth.

“Stranger? Ouch.” You let out a dramatic gasp, clutching your chest.

Technically Ellie wasn’t wrong. In fact, you were surprised when she approached you about a tattoo in the first place. You two barely spoke, besides the rare moments you patrolled together. Ellie didn’t have any feelings of malice against you and vice versa but she was used to keeping to herself and she liked it that way, until now.

“Where’d you learn to do this?”

You replied bluntly, “My ex.”

Ellie usually wasn’t one to push for someone's backstory, especially from people she barely knew. And to be completely honest with herself she couldn’t care less about your ex-boyfriend. But the searing pain gave her a rush of adrenaline that made her feel extra bold.

“What happened to him?”

An amused smile spread across your face as you watched Ellie try and play off her question. She avoided your skeptical gaze looking anywhere but at you. Her green eyes averted to the ground, your pictures on the wall, the cracks in the ceiling. You decided to play along.

“It’s kinda hard for me to talk about.”

A sorrowful expression replaced your mischievous one as you moved the needle away from Ellie’s skin. You bite your lip as if to fight back tears, your eyebrows knit together.

“About a year ago. We were out on patrol, just the two of us. And we were ambushed by the infected. It felt like there were hundreds of them just chasing us.”

Ellie leaned in wanting to hear more of your tale becoming more invested.

“Eventually we got separated and I was really hurt. Neither of us had realized that we were chased into hunter territory so when I finally found him it was too late.” You whimpered, a small tear falling from your eye.

Ellie could feel the guilt rising in her consciousness as she listened to you recount the brutal death of your boyfriend. She expected some dramatic break up not murder—Quickly she began to regret ever allowing herself to ask you such a lighthearted question.

“They had taken all of his stuff and he was practically clinging to life. I was too weak to carry him so I had to leave. I had to leave him—“ You broke down in sobs clutching your face in your hands as you heaved your shoulders up and down.

Ellie was stunned, she had no idea, she didn’t know what to say or do and struggled to find the right words.

“I had no idea, Y/n I’m so sorry.” She stammered, frantically trying to find a way to comfort you.

After a while your tone quickly shifted, your cries turned to laughter as you lifted your head from your face. Upon seeing this Ellie realized it was all an act she went through a series of emotions.

“What the fuck Y/n?” She exclaimed, her face turning a bright red. She didn’t know whether to feel embarrassed, angry, shocked or all three.

“I had no choice! You fell for it so easily, I needed to keep it up.” You giggled, your hands thrown up in defense.

“You are one fucked up girl, you know that?”

“Mhm,” You smirked, picking up the needle to continue Ellie’s tattoo.

“That was really good though, you could’ve been one of the actresses on those dramas Joel used to tell me about.”

“My own show? I don’t know, I always thought I would’ve been better off on the big screen.” You wondered.

“The big screen?”

“You know movies? The flashing lights, million dollar deals and insatiable drama?”

“Seems like you’d fit right in.” Ellie hummed.

The more Ellie thought about it the more you realized how much of a mystery you were to her, yet one thing remained true. To most people in Jackson you were the pinnacle of confidence and she thought nothing less. Hence she wasn’t shocked by your dramatics, in fact she found herself pretty entertained even attracted to it. You strutted around the community without an ounce of anxiety or evidence or worry on your shoulders and this left Ellie in awe.

“So was it all bullshit then?” She asked.

“Yep, my ex was a girl who couldn’t hunt or run to save her life, but she did know how to turn just about anything into a needle and ink so alas.”

Ellie inquired, “A girl?”

You looked up from her arm watching her eyes flicker between you and the unfinished tattoo. There was something undeniably naive about the way Ellie looked back or the way she asked about your old lover, like she was curious— interested even.

“Not that there’s anything wrong with that, I just didn’t know you liked girls...” She whispered, her voice trailing off.

Ellie’s face began to heat up once again under your intense gaze. You weren’t exactly sure what you were searching for but you couldn’t look away. You’d seen her face countless times but you hadn’t truly looked at her. You hadn’t noticed the way her lips pulled into a sheepish smile or the hundreds of freckles that meticulously decorated her cheeks. But being only a few inches away from her you couldn’t help but treasure it all at once.

“Ehem, the tattoo.” She cleared her throat, gesturing back to her arm splayed across your bare lap.

Ellie licked her lips once she realized you were not so subtly checking her out. She held back a laugh as you shamelessly continued.

For a couple of minutes you two sat in silence. You did your best to pull your focus back to the tattoo and not that stupid smirk planted on Ellie’s face. She’d gotten into your head and it brought her the utmost satisfaction.

“And… we’re done.” You announced after a few finishing touches.

Ellie brought her arm to her face observing all aspects of her tattoo, the color, shape, size it was all perfect. It was a large moth alongside a fern that spanned across the entire front of her lower arm. Her lips puckered up into a small gleeful smile as she stared back at the art beautifully etched into her arm.

“Fuck, it’s beautiful Y/n.” She gushed, not being able to take her eyes off.

“I know.”

A fond smile spread across your lips as you admired Ellie. Her eyes lit up like Christmas lights and you could’ve sworn it was the cutest thing you’d ever seen.

“Remember to keep it covered for the first few hours, don’t scrub it, moisturize— but only with a small amount. Trust me you don't wanna get it infected.” You urged.

“Oh and about our agreement—“

“It’s all sorted out with Maria, don’t worry about it.” She assured.

In order to effectively persuade you into helping her Ellie promised that she’d take five of your patrol shifts in exchange for a tattoo. In hindsight it seemed like a good idea but you knew better than anyone just how strenuous those patrol shifts could be.

“No, I can't let you do that. The tattoo is on me.”

She looked at you puzzled, “Why?”

“What do you mean?”

Ellie’s eyes narrowed, studying you. There wasn’t any malice present in your face and from the looks of it you didn’t have any motive to harm her-- well none that she knew of. Yet she’d been around enough people to know that they didn’t just do things out of pure intentions.

“Nothing is ever free. You want something don’t you?”

Your eyes fell on the white bandage wrapped securely around Ellie’s lower arm. It held several secrets, secrets you were desperate to know if it meant understanding who exactly Ellie was.

“I want you to tell me how it happened.”

She lied, turning away from you. “I don’t know what you're talking about.”

“Please, don’t lie to me.’ You begged. “You're always covering that arm— last summer it was practically a hundred degrees out and you wore long sleeves the entire time.”

You moved your head so you were directly in front of her, forcing her to look at you. Your eyes practically pleading with her.

“Just talk to me, I won’t tell anyone.”

It’s not that Ellie didn’t want to tell you, if she could she’d scream it to the rooftops because she knew deep down that her immunity meant something. It tore apart from the inside out to have to keep it from everyone she felt like she could tell you, for some reason she needed to.

“When I was fourteen my friend and I got bit. We waited around for it to happen but she turned and I didn’t. The chemical burn was to cover it up but it wasn’t enough so that’s why I want the tattoo- plus I thought it would look cool.”

You stammered, “Ellie I—“

“No one can know.”

“You hear me? No one can know I told you this.” She demanded.

Up until now you hadn’t known why Ellie was so adamant about the tattoo but the truth made things extremely clear. She was made to believe that her immunity was dangerous but you couldn’t fathom it, it was a gift, one that had cursed and blessed her for years. You couldn’t imagine what it is like to carry a burden like that on your own for years, the guilt it was paralyzing.

“I won’t say anything, I promise.”

You slid your hand over Ellie’s bouncing leg rubbing your thumb along the seam of her pants. Your warm touch seemed to ease Ellie’s nerves as her leg began to slow. You could feel your cheeks heat up as her breath fanned your face. Your faces were just inches apart.

You wanted to make some sort of remark, or a joke anything to ease the budding tension between you but you were frozen. You felt as though your body was in a trance, you could feel Ellie moving forward but you couldn’t.

The heat built up and before you knew it Ellie’s hands were tracing your soft thighs, up the small of your back, arms and neck. Her lips brushed against your neck as she left ghostly kisses all over your neck. She leaned into ear, her nose gently brushing your helix.

“Can I kiss you?” She whispered, her lips nipping at your earlobe.

It felt as though those were the words needed to break you from your trance. You drape your arms around Ellie’s neck as you fiercely kiss her. Her warm sweet scent surrounded you as she desperately pressed herself against you.

You could feel your body aching for her as you moaned deeply into the kiss. Ellie’s tongue swirled against yours as she cupped your face with her calloused hands. The both of you were so consumed by one another that you hadn’t realized that the front door to Ellie’s garage had been opened.

“Excuse me.”

Joel stood awkwardly before the two of you, his arms crossed over his body as he cleared his throat. Instinctively Ellie went to shield you although you were fully clothed. Shame had long abandoned so you didn’t matter much whether Joel saw you and Ellie kissing but watching her arms instinctively wrap around you made your heart swell.

“Whatever happened to knocking?” She scoffed.

“I did. Nobody answered. I was about to go on a run and wanted to ask if you’d join but… uh you seem busy.” His eyes landed on you comfortably secured within Ellie’s arms, they exchanged a few more words before he finally left.

“Sorry about that, he kinda ruined the moment.” Ellie chuckled, her thumb tracing your arm.

“It’s okay, we can stay like this.”

You laid in Ellie’s arms for hours. The two of you slowly grew more familiar with one another's touch not being able to get enough. Secrets still remained but you were less of a mystery to Ellie in just the few hours you’d spent together. However you didn’t want this to be the end of whatever you and Ellie were becoming.

You moved from Ellie’s warm embrace, turning to face her.

“Hey, I’m gonna ask you something and you can totally say no. Maria is throwing a get together party tomorrow to boost morale around here. I wanted to see if you’d be my date.”

“Yes.”

You continued, “I know we still have a lot to get to know about each other but granted we did just make out so that’s a start.”

“Y/n I said yes.” She grinned, looking down at you with hooded eyes.

“Perfect,” You sighed in relief, placing your head back on her chest. Her heartbeat slowly lulled you to sleep as you caught one last glimpse of the bandage around her arm, securing the tattoo and her secrets.

#ellie williams #ellie the last of us #ellie #the last of us #tlou #the last of us fanfiction #ellie tlou #the last of us 2 #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams angst #ellie williams smut #ellie williams fanfic #tlou2 #the last of us x reader

570 notes · View notes

tatumslollipop · 10 months

Text

Ghostface!Sidney Prescott X Ghostface!Reader

this has been in my drafts for a while

Y/N was sitting in Sidney's room waiting for her girlfriend to come back. Wanting to surprise her. But then Sidney came running in her room covered in blood. Y/N runs up to her and says "Omg Sidney are you okay?". She is worried. "Y/N ... this is not my blood" Sidney confesses to her girlfriend. Y/N looks at her confused and also horror. "Sidney. No. You don't mean that you" Y/N says in shock and panics taking a step back from her girlfriend. "Y/N I did. But believe me darling. I would never hurt you. I just killed Billy's Mom" Sidney says with a sight of pride and worry that her girlfriend will betray her or see her as something evil. "Why Sidney?" Y/N says sitting down on Sidney's bed trying to hold onto her feelings. "You know my mom left right?" "How could I not remember." Y/N says.

Y/N and Sidney just came back from school when Sidney saw a letter saying to Sidney. She read it and tears start falling from her eyes and hugged her telling her everything is gonna be okay. She gave me the letter and it said that Sidney's mom is leaving her forever because her dad has cheated on her with Billy's Mom. This night we just laid in her bed and cuddled. She didn't went to school for days. After School I would always visit her and comfort her and bring her my notes and some little gifts like flowers or sweets. We would talk and just cuddle. "I needed to kill her. I hate this bitch. I have a plan I need you to help me with. Please say yes baby" Sidney said with excitement. "Yes" Y/N said. She would do anything for her girlfriend to make her happy. But needless to say she also for a fact thinks of killing a lot. It charmed her. "Billy's Family stayed together. That isn't fair is it" Sidney said. Y/N shakes her head. "Well I want to kill all his friends and family to make him suffer through life till in the end. We kill him. Will you be my partner in crime?" Sidney's eyes darkened. She looks psychotic just insane but also so hot. "Yes Sidney. I will but promise me something." Y/N says almost looking crazier than Sidney "What is it my love?" Sidney says looking deep into Y/N with passion that is indescribable. "Come over to my house when you are covered in blood. You look so hot right now." Y/N says starting to kiss and bite Sidney's neck tasting the blood. "God I love you so much" Sidney says coving Y/N cheeks with her hands and kissing her. What happens after that is our little secret. They start planning the murders this night and start with Casey and Steve since she was Stu's cheating Ex which gives him reason to kill her and her boyfriend. Y/N and Sidney's love for eachother just grows with every kill. They are both psychotic but insane is the new sane.

And finally the day of act 3. Y/N was throwing a party to distract the people from the murders to make then feel better with the saying "We are saver together". Sidney just killed the principal on the football field which made everyone run to the school expect her friend group. Y/N kills Tatum while Sidney murders Gale and her camera man and Y/N Dewey. When Sidney finally takes off the mask they two man are shocked. "Suprise Billy" says Sidney with the voice changer. "How could you" Billy says in fear and shock which made him look even more pathetic than usual. "Because of your bitch mother. Your family stays together but mine doesn't. That's not fair now is it Baby?" Sidney says tracing her knife at Billy's cheek and looking at the other masked killer who is holding a gun at Stu's throat. Y/N takes off her mask and they look even more shocked. "No its not." Y/N says cold and kisses Sidney's lips gentle. "We are gonna blame you two for the murders and come out as the victims. The Final Girls. And don't worry your little dad is also here to give us company" Y/N opens the closet door to reveal Billy's dad completely tied up. "Well the party can begin now" Sidney says stabbing Billy in the stomach and Y/N shooting Stu in the head. "I love this baby" Y/N says as she licks her finger covered in blood. After killing everybody Sidney and Y/N clean the weapons and stab eachother in the shoulder and then run into windows to look like victims. When the police finally arrived they got called the Heros of the Woodsboro murders and lived a life of fame and Love. Only they knew what they did that Summer.

#im delulu #aesthetic #scream #sidney prescott #sidney prescott x reader #ghostface!sidney x ghostface!reader #slashers #scream franchise #trending #viral #ghostface!sidney #ghostface #ghostface x reader #ghostface!sidney prescott #yandere sidney prescott #neve campbell x reader #neve campbell #lesbian

77 notes · View notes

luvly-writer · 1 year

Text

"But Oh..Cara mia"

Ch. 15 Repercussions are always messy

————————————

Dick Grayson x Latina! Reader

Warning: None

Author's note: I finally found some time and inspiration to write! YAY! You wouldn't believe how crazy the last few weeks have been. First, university has been absolutely insane causing my health to decrease a little, then, it's the birthday months in my family meaning that almost every weekend we had something, and finally, I got a new phone. I had my old phone ever since 2020 and it had been malfunctioning ever since January. Unfortunately, many of my notes were lost due to me forgetting to backup them, and within those notes, I had the sketch for this ENTIRE story. So cue all the time I spent crying cause I lost SO MANY of my notes, from my TBR to my fic drafts. But worry not! I am time to reread the story so that I can get inspiration and remember how it was going to be carried out. LOTS OF LOVE.

Taglist: @lorosette @nanas-teatime @prettyacademia00 @mxtokko @sarahkaliii @w31rdg1rl @eurydicegrimes @writing-for-the-hell-of-it @alecmores @dakotali @sadraven1992

Series Masterlist:

—————————————

You ran and ran and ran. Up the stairs, taking the elevator would give you way too much time to stress over the situation. You ran with Babs hand in yours, pulling her with you. You could hear her complaining because of her running in heels and that you were going too fast but those were being unheard of. You needed to get to your room before you'd burst. Finally, after it felt like forever you got to your room. You pulled Babs in and closed the door, locking it. You both inhaled and exhaled softly, a little out of breath. "Yn, I love you. You know I do, but fuck you for making me run all the way to here." Babara panted out successfully snapping you of the trance you were in. You had been staring holes at the door. She walked up towards you and pulls you back, "Hey hey, the door won't harm you, stop looking at it as if it will" she said softly and pulls you so that you are both sitting on your bed. You breathe softly and finally look at Barbara who is looking at you with so much intrigue. "Barbara.." you start slowly and Babs nods, eager to know what you'll say, "You will not believe what the fuck happened on that dance floor" you finish and Barbara squeals and laughs making you laugh as well.

--<3---

On the other side of the manor, Dick was desperately looking for Kory. He had run away from the ballroom straight to the gardens. "KORY!" He shouted as he searched for the girl around the gardens. Just as he was about to shout for her again, he finds her sitting in a bench in front of one of the Wayne manor ponds, staring at the fish in the water.

"Kor-"

"So," she says without looking at him, "finally done eye fucking Yn are you?" she finishes. Dick flinches slightly, not used to receiving such harshness from her. He slowly walks up to her, "I wasn-" he begins but is once interrupted by her, "Of course, you were, Richard!" She bites back standing up to look at him dead in the eye. Frankly, he is currently terrified of the girl in front of him. "Honestly, when are you going to stop lying to me! I am not stupid and I am quite sick of you believing I am." Kory crosses her arms and Dick finally answers, "It is a publicity stunt, Kory" and she huffs. "Oh yes, I am sure! That's what you always say but it's a fucking lie". Dick can feel his anger rising, "I am not lying Kory, you know that Bruce pulls this shit every time something goes wrong in a gala whenever Yn and I are there. The socialites-"

"The socialites can go fuck themselves, Richard! I may not be from Earth but I have been here long enough to know that for something to be a publicity stunt, it doesn't need the amount of intimacy you were both exhibiting! When will you come to terms with the fact that she loves you and that you-" screams Kory yet chokes up in the end, not wanting to finish her sentence. Finishing it would confirm the very same thing she has been trying to avoid, say delay, all this time. "That I might what Kory? Love her? You know that's a lie. I love you" Dick says and Kory rolls her eyes in frustration. "But you are noT IN LOVE WITH ME RICHARD!" She lets out. "You haven't been in a long time" and Dick just looks at her.

"Kory, what non-"

"But it isn't nonsense! It's true! She knows you better than anyone else, better than me! You both share this strange fucking sense of intimacy-"

"No we don't"

"Yes, you do Richard. I don't know anything about you any more than she does. For fuck's sake, I had to call you under the premise of training the Titans in order to actually hear from you. Something happens to you and you go running to her. Your face lights up whenever you see her and you search for her in every room! I tried to get in the way and make you see only me, Richard, I really did, but she shines so bright that you can't see anyone but her whenever she is present. What is the point of fighting it anymore?" Kory says defeatedly. Dick reaches out for her but she steps back, "Kore, don't...don't say that" he says as his eyes begin to tear up.

"Richard, but I have to. You haven't been mine for a long while now and I thought coming to Gotham with you might've changed that but it didn't. It just made it ten times clear who you belong with and surprise! It isn't me! I have tried everything! From sex to calls and excessive PDA, to trying to limit your contact with her and trying to make you leave, and even trying to make you cut ties with her, and wanna know something? NOTHING WORKED! It isn't healthy anymore! I am desperately trying to keep something that isn't mine and never will be! I am trying to save something that's already ruined!" Kory yells and both can feel the tears run down their cheeks. Dick walks up to her and holds eye contact, "I love you, Kory, you know this, you must, you have to..." he whispers and Kory smiles bitterly at him, "I know, Robin, and I love you but you don't love me in the way I want to be loved" she answers and Dick looks down in shame. "I am sorry," he tells the girl and she smiles at him, "I am sorry. I am so so sorry, Kory" he keeps on whispering and she pulls him for a hug. No matter what anyone else says, Richard Grayson has the biggest heart of all and even in the moments where she is breaking a big part of his heart, he still doesn't have it in him to hate her and shove harsh words her way. "I know, Dick, I know. Part of loving you is letting you go so that you can truly be happy," She pulls him back to look him in the eyes, "We are over, Richard. Our time has finally come to an end" she says softly and Dick nods.

"We had a good run, Richard, we really did." She says as both laugh, still teary-eyed.

"We are no longer two dumb teenagers in love" he says and she nods laughing, "Please, Kory, know that my intention was never to hurt you, you kno-" Dick starts but Kory cuts him off with a laugh.

"Oh I know, Dick, I know, I think one of the last people to know that you're in love is you," Dick goes to open up his mouth in denial but Kory shushes him with a glare, "Richard Grayson you better not try to deny it! Do yourself a favor and accept it" Kory says and Dick has the decency to look bashful.

"It's not that, Kory, it's just, I mean, me and her, I mean she and well, we aren't exactly on good terms or have ever been exactly on the best but no well yeah but-" he is cut off by Kory's laughter.

"My, is this real? Is the suave Richard Grayson finally made a mess by a girl? What a sight!" she says and Dick glares at her. "It's complicated!" he huffs rolling his eyes and she just laughs out, "Isn't it always?"

They both decide to sit down on the grass and stair at the water. They stay in silence for a while. It is broken by Kory who looks at him curiously, "Since when?" she asks and Dick looks at her confused.

"Since when have you known that you know, you love her?" she asks and he just shrugs.

"I don't know actually, one day the hate turned into something else and I was too much of a coward to acknowledge it." He says picking on the grass.

"So you ran back to familiar?" she says and he nods a little distracted, she hums in understanding. "You are an idiot, Dick" she says making the boy nod and laugh with her. "Don't get me wrong, that wasn't the entire reason, I do love you, Kory" he says and she nods once again. She needed to clear the air before finally leaving.

"You know, it kinda makes me feel a little better that you were a little conscious of your feelings for her but pushed them down because of how much you love me" she says and he gives her a tight smile.

"What now?" he asks, scared of what the answer might be.

"Well, I am going back to the Titans tower and probably taking a well-deserved nap. You should probably go find her" she answers and Dick laughs, "No, what about us now?" he asks once again and Kory looks at him, understanding his questing. "OH! Well, you can always come to help co-lead the Titans, they are a handful as they are, so help is always appreciated. As for us us? I think we can be friends" she offers and Dick smiles and nods, "Yeah, I'd like that" making Kory smile, "But not now, I need some time, plus, I think you have a certain someone that requires your full attention" she insists and Dick lays back and looks up, "Oh her....I am fucked" he says making Kory laugh. "Why?!" she says and Dick looks at her incredulously, "Have you met her?!?! This is the one person that has never allowed me to charm my way out and is the first to call me on my bullshit. I may be absolutely earth-shattering in love with her but she will rain a shitstorm on my ass!" he exclaims making Kory wheeze, "You said it! You love her!" she yells and Dick still looks desperate to get his point across. "Yeah, but she will kick my ass" which creates another round of laughter from Kory. "Why? She got you?" she asks, genuinely confused.

"Like I said, she will absolutely call me on my bullshit and scold me for hurting you. She's a girl's girl according to Barbara and Stephanie so putting you in between will definitely be on her list of reasons why Dick Grayson is an asshole and no one can convince me otherwise," he says mocking her voice and making Kory laugh again before he continues, "Plus, she will wholeheartedly fight me on how horrible I've been with her, aside from calling me a coward for denying it for so long, Kory I have more chances entering a cage fight with a tiger and a grizzly bear and winning than the hell she will put me through, which I deserve cause she deserves so much better than me, because of all these years. She will look at me and say 'i hAvE sTanDarS' which good for her, but not really good for me cause I will have to bust my ass to become the man she deserves" Dick finishes his rant and Kory stops laughing to look at him.

"You really are in love," she observes and Dick flushes, making Kory smile. "I think this will be good for you, Richard," she says as she stands up. He gapes at her and she shakes her head with a smile, "She has always pushed you to grow and be better. And now it seems she will do so once again" she tells him, making Dick stand up. She kisses his cheek and starts to leave, waving back at him. Dick waves back as he thinks over her last few words. Yn has always been the force to challenge him, make him push past his limits, and become better. Although the majority of the time, it had been through fights and constant clashing, she always helped him get better. As he starts to walk back to the manor, he feels a gush of wind in his side. He looks and lo and behold, Wally West is looking at him with a big smile. "Sooooo, I take it that went well" he grins at Dick throwing his arm around him.

As he explains what happened with Kory, Wally nods. "Wow, this is the first time I have ever EVER seen you handle things like an adult" he quips making Dick shove his arm off as he laughs.

"Hey!" Dick exclaims to which Wally answers, "You know its true!"

They both walk back to the ballroom., "So what now with Yn?" Wally asks carefully before they enter. Remembering how cozy the two were before the dance, Dick pulls Wally by the ear and slightly threatens, "Seeing as now I have to bust my ass to win her over, do NOT make it harder by flirting with her. Keep your hands and words away from Yn, I will break your legs" To which Wally snickers like a little shit. "Hey, it did the job of getting you to do something so fuck off," he says as he pulls his ear from Dick's grasp. The two enter the ballroom and laugh falling back into the boyish banter they were always used to. Dick can feel the questioning gazes of his family and decides to avoid them because in all seriousness, he had no clue how he can even begin explaining this.

--<3--

"SHUT UP!" screams Barbara as Yn finally finishes her story, nodding excitedly. Barbara's mouth is wide open as she processes what just happened, making Yn laugh. "I know! I don't even know how I am breathing! It was so intense and genuinely, a little hot too and it felt sooooooo right but soooo wrong at the same time you know!?" YN exclaims as Barbara nods, "Yeah cause Kory was there and oh my, they are definitely breaking up! Shit, Yn! This is messy!" she says and Yn nods with wide eyes. "I know! And honestly, I feel so conflicted! Because A) I don't like that a thrid party got hurt-"

"Even if she was a huge bitch to you?"

"Even if she was a huge bitch to me. And B) Barbara it felt so good, like I wanna scream into my pillow all night kind of good!" Yn finishes and Barbara laughs at her expression, "Bitch I sure hope it feels good, it isn't every day that someone tells you that they are afraid of who they will become if you are gone AND tells you to ask anything and it is yours, you know, especially FROM DICK GRAYSON" says Barbara, "The same Dick Grayson, whose middle name is casanova with commitment issues" she finished making Yn burst out laughing. Finally, they calm down and stay silent as they process everything. They were still in their outfits, with the exception of their heels as they both lay on the floor of YN's bedroom.

"You know, don't feel so bad about the Dick and Kory thing. I think everyone has been seeing that they were going to fall out at any given moment in the last few years. So I don't really think it was ALL your fault. You being included was more of a last straw kinda thing" says Barbara trying to reassure Yn, who in return looks at her and asks, "You think so?" Barbara nods and Yn stays silent for a moment. "But if they broke up, I am NOT being a rebound. Dick has to prove that this time it is legit! Cause I am not going back to the same hot and cold as always. I can't, Barbara, I cannot! I deserve better and I don't want a few months of love and then for him to turn back into the asshole that he is always with me. I am not going to be the second choice cause his first left. If Dick wants me, he has to earn me" she says confidently and Barbara beams at her. "I wouldn't expect anything less from you." She says and they both laugh. They begin to put on their shoes after finally feeling like they should go back to the ball. They fixed themselves up and walked back. Barbara kept teasing Yn over her situation with Dick and Yn, although she was heavily blushing, she laughed with her friend. As they entered, YN went directly towards Diana with a huge smile, they agreed that Yn would spend the next weekend in New York with her so that she could tell her all about what happened in more privacy.

As she walked back to where Barbara, Cass, and Stephanie were, Yn made brief eye contact with Dick. She felt her heart skip a beat. Dick smiled at her and waved. Yn nodded in acknowledgment and waved back. The night carried on without any other mishaps. Even though, everyone was dying to know what happened between them, they would have to wait until their next Diyn (ship name) meeting to know what happened so they let it slide for tonight and just enjoyed the gala.

That night, as Yn was heading for bed her phone dings. She opens it only to find:

Mi Picaflor <3:

The offer still stands. Ask for anything and it is yours. Goodnight, gorgeous.

--<3--

"Right now, I'm shameless

Screaming my lungs out for ya, not afraid to face it

I need you more than I want to, need you more than I want to"

96 notes · View notes

burgundybmw · 2 years

Text

Brooklyn Baby

Masterlist

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2,402

Warnings: Mentions of cheating (not Steve), discussions of sex (no smut).

Summary: After catching her high school sweetheart in bed with another woman, Y/N quickly realizes that moving half way across the country to be with her boyfriend was a big mistake. Stuck in Hawkins for the rest of the year, Y/N has to navigate the struggles of moving to a new town, going to class, and mending a broken heart. However, Hawkins has a certain way of changing a person’s life forever. Will it be the fresh start Y/N desperately needs? Or a nightmare much bigger than a break up?

Author’s Note: I really struggled with this ending for whatever reason, but I just wanted to get it posted so it would stop sitting in my drafts. Hope you guys like it! As always let me know if you want to be tagged in any of my fics!

Part Two

This was not how Steve expected to be spending his first day of 1986. When he woke up this morning, sans hangover for the first time since he was 15, he thought he would walk into work like it was every other day. Watch whatever bizarre artsy movie Robin insisted on putting on, and mess around till closing. What happened instead was a self titled "strange girl", he learned her name was Y/N L/N now, walked into Family Video. Glum and gray like the winter weather outside. Now he was sitting on the floor, munching on Raisinets, listening to her talk about why she moved to Hawkins, and how awful the last 24 hours were for her.

"Wait so let me get this straight. You drove all the way from New York City to Indiana straight, to move closer to this Ryan guy you've been going out with for like half a decade, only to find him cheating on you with some random chick?" Steve said in between bites of the chocolate candy.

"His name is Chris Ryan, but yea pretty much." Y/N sighed, taking a sip of the Coke Steve stole from the store's refrigerator.

"At least the girl was nice, she didn't know we were together. Her name's Jo, she drove me to this gas station to get ice cream after we left Chris's dorm. She told me that she met him in her Communications class. He flirted with her a lot while they were studying for finals, asked if she had plans for winter break. Her family lives in Tennessee, and apparently her parents are going through a messy divorce so she decided to stay on campus. He invited her to a party that weekend, she heard rumors he was good in bed, and they hooked up for the first time then. Notre Dame is huge, so the fact that she heard about him means he'd been cheating on me for awhile, probably with a ton of different women. I don't know how that rumor spread though, Chris is garbage in bed."

Steve and Y/N laughed at that, despite how painful the conversation was for her. Steve passed her some popcorn he microwaved in the back, Keith was gonna yell at him for taking snacks off the store floor again, but he didn't care. When Nancy broke up with him, he wished he had someone to talk too that wasn't 14. To have someone sit around and eat junk food with you and listen to your problems. Anything was better than being alone wallowing in your own self pity.

"Probably spread it himself. This guy I used to be friends with, Tommy Hagan, he started a rumor that he was packing down there. When his girlfriend Carol heard about it, she said it was all true. She used to be a huge gossip queen. All the guys knew it was bullshit though, all the showers at Hawkins High were open concept." Y/N was laughing, nearly in tears.

"Oh god I don't know what's worse about that story, the fact that a guy spread a rumor about his own dick size or the fact you had to shower in open stalls." Steve was laughing now too, it was nice to reminisce about High School, at least the memories that weren't filled with teenage heart break and fighting monsters.

"No, the worst part was that I used to be friends with the guy, he was such an asshole."

"He and Chris would probably be friends then." Y/N had long since taken off her parka, using it as a cushion beneath her. She had her legs stretched out in front of her, leather boots tapping the shelf. She reached inside of her tote bag to grab something, after a moment she pulled out a small polaroid and gave it to Steve. "This is what he looks like, seem like the type to hangout with your Tommy H?"

He looked at the photo, it depicted a tall blonde guy around his age. Clean shaven, all American type, decently muscular. Steve tried not to judge a book by its cover, but this guy looked like a Grade A douchebag. Polar opposite to the girl sitting next to him. Y/N looked like the kind of girl who spent her weekends at an art gallery, drinking lattes at a local coffee shop reading books Steve was supposed to read in High School. He used to beg Nancy to give him a summary of any classic lit they were assigned, Y/N looks like she would genuinely enjoy reading them. Steve couldn't understand why she was with this Chris guy to begin with, but maybe that's what people thought when Nancy and him were together. Back when he wore the crown of King Steve.

"Oh yea totally, shit heads of feather stick together." She laughed again, and Steve thought about how much he liked the sound of it. It was a big laugh, loud and full. Like she wasn't afraid to take up space.

"He looks like a shit head doesn't he?"

"Absolutely, I should know. I used to be kind of a shit head myself. Takes one to know one." Y/N's eyes widened at that, she looked like she didn't believe him.

"That can't be true."

"Well it is true, ask anyone around what Steve Harrington was like the first 2.5 years of high school and they'll tell you." She shook her head, giggling to herself.

"Well I can tell you're not a shit head now, real shit heads can't admit to themselves that they are, or were, shit heads. It's like their brains can't compute with the idea they're anything less than God's gift to the planet." Steve doesn't remember the last time he's laughed this much with another girl before, except maybe with Robin. He's only known Y/N for a day, and yet he feels so comfortable with her. She has this presence around her, something easy and familiar. It's like they've known each other for years, and are just catching up after not seeing each other for while. Not strangers who just met for the first time today.

"God I can't believe I wasted 5 years of my life with him... You know he was always super controlling, never let me have friends who were boys. He was paranoid I was going to leave him for some other guy. Chris had this whole plan that we were going to be together forever, didn't even ask my opinion about it. We were gonna move upstate to the suburbs, have 2.5 kids, a dog, and a white picket fence, and I just convinced myself that it was something I wanted. Even though deep down I knew I didn't. It wasn't the idea of a husband, kids, and a dog that bothered me. It was the idea of just living behind that white picket fence, like I'm some Stepford wife. Anytime I made something for Chris, whether it was a gift, baked goods, or whatever. He would always call me his future little housewife. Like that was all I was good for, a future housewife. Every time he said it my stomach would sink, but I told myself it was fine." Y/N closed her eyes, head leaning against the shelf of VHS tapes.

"And I moved here to be with him, because I loved him. Even if I wasn't too much of a fan of his life goals, I wanted to do it because I loved him. Look where that's got me. Halfway across the country with no friends, no job, and sitting in a Family Video crying over a guy who's full name is just two first names... That's so fucking pathetic. God, you must think I'm so stupid." Steve could tell she was fighting back tears, and that was the last thing he wanted. For a moment he forgot about how upset she was earlier, they were having fun laughing and talking shit about guys they new. It looked like the rose colored glasses were slipping off, and reality was sinking in for her.

"Hey, I don't think you're stupid." Y/N looked at him, doubt clearly written all over her face.

"I'm serious. Listen, I've had my heart broken before, I know what it's like. This guy is a total dick, and you're way out of his league." She started to smile again, and Steve didn't want to lose his momentum.

"It hurts now, but it'll hurt less in the future. I know no one wants to hear it all gets better with time, but it's kind of true. Sometimes you'll see something that reminds you of them, of your time together, and the hurt comes back in full force, but each time it happens it hurts less and less. Until eventually that heart break is only a dull pain, and then it goes away completely." It took Steve a long time to get over Nancy. Every time he saw her in school, walking around town, or holding hands with Jonathan fucking Byers, it felt like he was getting stabbed in the chest over and over again. He knew he was a shitty boyfriend to her, but he did genuinely love her. She was the first girl he ever did love. Now, when he sees Nancy it doesn't hurt to look at her. They have a mutual respect for each other now, can share the same space without overwhelming awkwardness, someone to hunt inter-dimensional monsters with on the occasion. The pain is gone, and now she's just there. Nancy Wheeler, someone he used to love but loves no longer.

"What was her name?"

"Who?" Steve asked, in between sips of his now room temperature Coke.

"The girl that broke your heart?" It's a fair question, given everything she's told him, and that he opened the door for her to ask.

"Her name is Nancy. We dated for a year almost. She broke up with me at a Halloween party, said our relationship was bullshit, that I was bullshit. She was drunk at the time, but when I asked her the next day if she meant it, she said I was being ridiculous. But when I asked her if she loved me, almost begged her to say she still loved me, she stayed quiet. Deep down I knew it was over... And that's when she broke my heart." Y/N placed her hand on Steve's shoulder, a sign of comfort. He wanted to tell her that he was over it. That it's not a big deal, but the warmth of her hand felt nice, and she might take it away if he says anything. So Steve stayed quiet.

"Looks like holiday parties and relationships aren't a good combination for us." A sad chuckle left Steve's mouth, what a coincidence. Halloween and New Years, both leading to disaster.

"Yea, sounds about right. But hey, you were wrong about one thing earlier."

"Pray tell, what was I wrong about?"

"That you didn't have any friends here." She narrowed her eyes at him, not sure where he was going with his train of thought.

"Oh?"

"Yep," Steve said, adding a pop to the end of the p. "We're friends now, don't you think?" He was suddenly nervous. Normally when he talked to girls he didn't get nervous. Even if a girl rejects him, he can usually let it go, get back on the saddle and all that. But now? He really wanted to be friends with her, get to know her better. He didn't want her to walk out that door and never see him again. The thought made his stomach clench.

"We are?"

"Oh for sure, do you think I steal snacks from my employer for just anyone? We're definitely friends now." Y/N giggled. She was glad she met Steve. He was funny, nice, exactly what she needed after what happened yesterday. A breath of fresh air.

"That's true, does that mean I have to steal food from my future employer to really seal the deal?"

"Nah, you don't have too. But, that doesn't mean I would say no if you so happen to decide to anyway." Y/N nodded. She really hoped he meant what he said, that they were friends. If she was going to be stuck in Hawkins until May she really didn't want to do it alone.

"Steve?" A girl's voice rang out from the back of the room.

"Over here Robin!" Steve shouted. Y/N didn't know anybody else was in the Family Video with them, they'd been here for awhile and didn't hear anyone else coming in or out of the store. Steve knew her though, so she must work here too.

"What are you doing? We're about to close... Who's this?" A tall girl with short sandy brown hair and a green Family Video vest came into the isle. She looked between Steve and Y/N, clearly she had no idea another person was in the store either.

"What you mean we're about to close? It's not that late." Steve stood up, brushing off the crumbs from the popcorn he ate earlier.

"Yea, it's 7:55 dingus. We close in 5 minutes." Shit, was it really that late? Steve didn't realize they'd been talking for so long, nearly 4.5 hours. Y/N stood up too, after gathering her belongings on the ground.

"Oh, Robin this is Y/N, she just moved here from New York City. Y/N this Robin, my best friend slash coworker."

"Hi, I'm sorry I didn't realize the time. Oh, and we made a mess. I can help clean up if you guys want? I wouldn't to keep you both here longer than necessary."

"Don't worry about it, I got it. I'm sorry you didn't get a chance to look around for a movie though." Y/N shook her head.

"No, you were more than helpful, thank you for listening to my sob story. I really needed that." Y/N put her parka back on and picked up the empty candy wrappers she had and tossed them into the garbage can.

"I guess I'll see you around?"

"Yea of course, you know where to find me!" Y/N smiled and walked outside of the Family Video. Steve turned to Robin to find her leaning against the front desk, arms crossed against her chest and an expectant look on her face.

"Gonna explain who that was Harrington?"

Taglist:

@stratospherewalker , @creativedogs , @k-k0129 ,

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington #stranger things steve harrington #stranger things #stranger things fanficton #stranger things fanfic

242 notes · View notes

artknifeandglue · 7 months

Text

WIP Whatever-day!

Because this piece has taken so much work today that I now have a headache, and sharing (the suffering) is caring. Have an excerpt from the first draft, y'all.

Tagging @lovingherwasgay because we are both suffering with exams in various ways lol

---

Over eggs and bacon one morning, Harry lowers the newspaper in front of him and looks at the chipped mug of coffee by Eggsy’s plate, horribly out of place with the words HANDS OFF MY MUG, YOU CUNT plastered across the side in stark contrast to the bone china of Harry’s teacup. Plodding footsteps echo from the staircase and down the hallway into the dining room as he takes stock of the things that don’t belong to him but have surfaced in his home anyway: a coat in the wrong size on the hook by the doorway; the pair of oxfords not in his size sitting by the shoe cabinet where their owner leaves them every single time despite Harry’s near-daily reminders to put them away; the box of absurdly sweet breakfast cereal with no nutritional value whatsoever, perched proudly next to the coffee machine as though that space was never empty; the second toothbrush by the bathroom sink where there was only one before; the sleepy brunette currently padding into the dining room, rubbing his eyes and colliding with the doorframe on his way in, still in his pyjamas with his hair sticking up at odd angles. Instead of all of this making his head spin, the realisation settles into a quiet sort of clarity, as though this is how it ought to be.

Still, Harry waits until the end of breakfast, when Eggsy’s coffee has disappeared from the mug, his plate is empty, and all that is left of his cereal is a lonely blue Froot Loop sitting at the bottom of the bowl, surrounded by a few spoonfuls of milk tinted an unappealing colour by copious amounts of food colouring. As Eggsy scoops it up with his spoon, Harry bites the bullet and asks, “How do you feel about moving in?”

The spoon pauses on its way to Eggsy's mouth, a drop of milk dangling dangerously and threatening to fall onto the placemat. Harry drops his gaze to his own nearly-empty plate, cutting the last mushroom into half and spearing it on his fork just to give him something to do in the unbearable silence. A second passes, and then he ends up being the one to break it anyway. “Of course, you don’t have to if you would like to remain-”

“Yes,” Eggsy cuts in, and Harry looks up in time to see his shocked expression give way to a delighted grin. “Obviously yes, Harry, I want to.”

Relief and joy swell in Harry’s chest, too much and just perfect and crowding out almost all speech except the words I love you. “Excellent,” he manages to say when his throat finally unsticks. “Will you need help with your things?”

“Nah. Haven’t got that much to pack, and I can get Rox to help. She’s been offering for ages.” Eggsy tips the last bit of cereal and milk directly into his mouth and swallows. “Can I bring my stuff over tomorrow?”

“You can do as you like,” Harry points out, “since it’s now also your house. You live here.” With me, he wants to add, horribly sentimental as it is. You live here with me.

“Sweet. Thank you, Harry.” Eggsy is smiling again, this one beatific and soft and gentle, the way he smiles only when they are alone. What Harry wouldn’t give to keep that smile, to keep Eggsy like that forever, bright and brilliant and happy.

He shelves the thought, because now isn’t the time for impassioned declarations of love. “I’m glad you’re open to it,” he answers instead.

“Open to waking up next to you every morning for the rest of my life? Fuck yeah.” Eggsy’s chair scrapes against the floor as he gets up, now-empty bowl stacked neatly atop his plate as he carries his dishes to the kitchen sink. As he passes Harry’s chair, he leans down for a quick kiss, leaving on Harry’s lips the faint taste of sugar and artificial fruit and in Harry’s chest the fierce warmth of love.

Every morning for the rest of their lives. What a prospect.

#kingsman #harry hart #eggsy unwin #hartwin #fic #how to word

14 notes · View notes

regalityandcoffee · 2 years

Text

Okay, this was chapter 1 of a Dean Ambrose x OC romate au I was working on. It's been in my drafts on wattpad for literally months. I have no idea what to do with it so I'm gonna just put it here.

XXXXX

He had never felt this awkward in his life Dean thought to himself as he at the last bite of crust in his third pizza slice of the night. He sat in the inside of the booth, almost pressed against the window, in an effort to give Becky's friend more space.

Sometimes he wondered if her friend felt the same way on these nights out, with them sitting on one side of the table and Becky and Seth on the other, either sitting extra close or in each other's lap (It varied on who was sitting on whose lap each night).

What was her name again anyway? How many times has they had pizza at this joint together why did he keep forgetting her-

"Oh, Viv, I forgot to ask! Are you still thinking about moving out?"

Vivienne! That's what her name was!

Dean watched her out of the corner of his eye as she gingerly swirling her iced tea around with the metal straw in her glass. "I don't know. It's not like rent's super expensive, I can still afford it even with you moving in with Seth, it'll just be weird trying to get used to living alone."

"Oh I know," the redhead reached over the table and took one of the girls hands. "But I know you can do it! And I'll visit all the time, I promise!"

"I mean, at least you're giving me a few weeks notice, so that's cool. And you'll only be a few towns away."

Seth laughed, pulling Becky closer by the waist, kissing her on the cheek. "And Soon this girl I'll be stuck in my lair forever!"

Vivienne snorted and Dean rolled his eyes. She shuffled in her seat, and through the smog of pizza smoke he caught another wiff of her hair. It smelled almost fruity, probably some kind of olive oil spray or lotion, there was always one on the living room table at her and Becky's apartment whenever Seth dragged him over for game night.

It was pretty weird of him to notice it at a time like this, but God he'd rather pay attention to that then anything else right now. His back hurt from work, his ears were ringing from the music and laughter, and the tightness of the booth was driving him nuts.

"Hey, Deano, are you still looking for a place?" Seth's voice broke through his thoughts, the twang of concern in his voice slapping him back to reality.

"Huh? Oh yeah. 's going okay. I've been looking around at places near Winter...Winter something, yknow, where Full Sail is? A lot of long wait lists though." How the hell did he come up with a lie that fast? He couldn't find shit, definitely not anything in his price range.

"Yknow you don't have to move out asap, right? We can wait until you find a place and then I can move in with Seth." Becky added.

"Nah, it's cool, you need to hurry up and make room for the Misses, you know? 'fore she gets cold feet." Dean shook his head, forcing out a laugh. Underneath the table he gripped his knee. Somebody get me the hell out of here...

"You can stay with me." a small voice interjected. Suprised, they all looked to Vivienne. " I mean, since Becky's moving out, you can stay with me until you find a place, or however long you need."

"Hey, that's an idea," Seth nodded, stroking the whispered of a goatee he had with his free hand. "She's gonna have that extra room. She can move into Becky's and you can move into her old one."

"No, I can stay in my room, I like it," Viv shook her head. Besides, Becky's rooms bigger and Dean's taller so he needs it more."

Are you kidding? Dean thought to himself. He barely knew her, would he take the primary room when she lived their longer? "Uh, I ain't so-"

"Rent is $850 a month, can you pay half of that?" Becky asked.

Dean eyes widened. "That's only like $400!"

Viv nodded.

That was barely half of his paycheck! "Yeah, I can pay that."

"Okay. We'll have to talk to the landlord about it after Becky moves out so you can sign the lease too." Viv noted.

"Cool, great. Thanks." Wait, shit, did he just say yes?

They continued on with the rest of their evening, laughing at jokes and finishing the rest of the pizza, while Dean silently panicked. What the hell just happened? What did he just agree to? She was nice, but he barely knew her!

She didn't really talk to him for the rest of the night, just kind of stole glances at him when she thought he wasn't paying attention. Unnerving as it was, she didn't look at him in a bad way, just.. curious.

Almost as if she was unsure how this would work as he was.

#regality rambles #dean ambrose #dean ambrose x oc #i hate how i wrote seth and becky but yeah this is it #i have like a lil bit for a second chapter too but i still havent finished it lmao

8 notes · View notes

lilslilword · 18 days

Text

A little scared to post this, but it has been sitting in my draft for years. Okay, so I am not used to doing fanfiction and I’m awfully embarrassed by it, but here it is— fanfiction of First Kill but with an age progression so the main characters are well into college almost Grad School, the families know about the relationships and are more than cordial. Any other details that would make this problematic, let’s assume have been solved. This is about the characters and their relationship and has nothing to do with the actual people/actors that portray them. Hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Mentions of blood, sex, periods, sex on periods possibly, pain, etc…

so Part 1 I guess.

“Good Morning gorgeous.”

I walked into the kitchen to be greeted by the smell of waffles, eggs, and bacon and my girlfriend, leaning over the counter sipping blood out of a Starbucks cup.

“Hi, thanks for making me breakfast.”

I come around and kiss her gently on the cheek which makes her give off a sad whine.

“You know our rule. You have to brush your teeth first.” I smirk knowing that the rule is in play just so I can get her to make her little, cute sad face.

Juliette looked at me laughing before pulling me in for a kiss. It was equal parts rough and gentle and it made me want to pick her up and take her back to bed right now. But forever being the responsible one, she wouldn’t let me as she broke off the kiss and pointed towards the food.

“No, you need to eat food first and we have classes today.”

“Get out of my head ma’am.” I yelled with mock offense, but if she stays in there then she will see some things.

Still, knowing that she was right I picked up my fork and started on my food. Not actually upset by the bloody kiss which actually made me want her more. It’s weird, like, who’s the vampire anyways?

Juliette looked me up and down, shaking her head as our eyes met.

“If it wasn’t your mind, then it’s going to be your face. So either way I know exactly what you are thinking and speaking of, please stop thinking of fucking me during your classes or giving me fuck me eyes while we are in class! We’re in college to learn, not to rip each other’s clothes off. Ooh, if only Ms. Talia knew what you were up to!”

My head shot up from the plate after she said something about my Mom.

“I know you wouldn’t.” I gave her a glare looking deep into her soul.

“I know my Mom is accepting, but chill out with that Jules.” I tried to find something else to say, but couldn’t give the same threat as Mrs. Fairmount would be overjoyed at her child showing any form of aggression. She often jokes that I might be more of a vampire seeing that Jules loves to heal her hickies slowly because she loves looking at the marks.

She gave me those cold blue eyes and I tried not to show how bothered I was by her statement, knowing that my Mom, if not big on monster hunting, has always been huge on education. Also, that reminded me that I needed to call her, see where the fam is right now and tell them to stop sending Tess to look after me. Last time we had to help her clumsy, drunk ass out of the bushes of a nearby sorority house.

I rolled my eyes taking another bite of this waffle. If you didn’t want to get fucked then stop looking so good all the time.

“You always think I look good, I could be wearing anything and you’d want to fuck me, but anyways, your period is about to start. So I’m going to go because you become a horny demon at first and then a sweet baby, like a Sour Patch kid.” Juliette smirked looking at me from her cup before adding, “and smelling your blood has…actually I don’t want to talk about it.”

Hmm, no matter how beautiful she’s grown to be, she’s still that shy girl that I met in high school and when she blushes it is the cutest thing.

“Babe, can you try to stay with me this time? I know you can’t resist me, but I need you here. You always leave, and the gifts, food, etc that you send me are nice, but it doesn’t beat having my girlfriend here with me.”

I walked around the counter, putting my dishes in the sink before coming to hug her from behind while kissing on her neck.

“Please.” I turn her around, giving her my best puppy dog eyes.

“Okay, okay, but I need you to put a pad on and take this medicine right now. I guess you’re going to see why I leave.”

She sighed while giving me a soft smile before going with me to get dressed.

About an hour, a shower, teeth brushing, getting fully dressed, and one attitude later.

“So you couldn’t tell me that I started when we were in the kitchen?” I yelled from behind her.

She was checking herself in the mirror and getting the keys when she chuckled and gave me a wicked little grin. “I’m sorry baby, I tried to hint at it and if I would’ve told you outright then you wouldn’t have eaten your breakfast.”

She pulled me in, kissing me on the cheek while pulling us both closer to the door.

“You have medicine and water in your bag, but I also packed some extra for you in mine. If it becomes too painful we’re leaving and either going to the hospital or coming back home okay?”

I kept walking, not really paying too much attention to what was going on and why this was so serious. She stopped walking and held my face gently, concern evident as she looked me in the eyes.

“If it gets too painful, we are leaving.” She repeated.

“Okay, but I can tolerate the pain. This isn’t anything new to me.”

She shook her head agreeing with me. “I know…and you’re always really strong about it, but I don’t like it when you’re in pain. I can’t stand it actually.”

I pushed her hair back and held her face in my hand. “I’ll be fine. I’m taking pain medicine, it won’t be too bad I promise.” I kissed her cheek knowing that I was lying, but we kept walking and she didn’t question anything .

“I hear you, but you don’t understand.” She walked a little faster trying to out pace me, but I caught up taking her by the hand.

“Then tell me, so I will.”

She gave a quick blush, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. Seeing her hair go up made me a little sad, but that’s besides the point.

“It’s embarrassing, also don’t do that, you can always take it down later.”

She gave me a flirty grin before using her speed to run ahead. I was going to run after her when a cramp stopped me in my tracks making me double over in pain.

She ran back towards me, holding me up so I wouldn’t fall over.

“Nope, we’re going back to the dorm. No class today, I’ll send emails.”

I grit my teeth together trying to pull off a smile while standing back up. “I’m fine, I promise, just get the pain medicine out of my bag please.”

She reached for my bag, but another cramp came that had me about to throw up.

“Nope, we both know that you already took it too late or forgot completely. We’re going home.”

She looked around before picking me up in a wedding carry and speeding back to the outside of the apartment.

“Here, two and you’re going to sleep.”

I took the pills and water from her giving up. “Okay.” I know I said that I wanted her to stay, but if she gets so upset seeing me in a little pain then I don’t know how she’ll react being with me right now.

We made it to our room and I ran straight into the bathroom throwing up the breakfast she made. While I was dying, she made the bed, got my heating pad, and sat watching me slowly walk to the bed to lay down.

“You looking at me like that is giving major creep vibes.” I knew she was only doing it because she was worried, but I couldn’t let her be too worried without joking on her a little.

Instead of continuing to give off creep, she stood up and paced the room. I guess she must’ve been very nervous because I could hear her thoughts, something that had never happened before.

It’s okay. She’s going to be okay. She’s not dying. She’s just in pain, which I hate. I hate it. I hate it. Okay, what can I do to help? Okay, she has her heating pad, medicine, I’ll make a warm bath when she is feeling better and wants to get up, does she want cuddles, oh my God she smells so good. Fuck, I need to leave before I eat her. Well, there is some research that an orgasm helps with cramps, but I don’t want her to think that I’m horny. Eating her out right now does sound good, I wouldn’t let a single drop fall. No. No. No. I’m being a horrible girlfriend right now. She’s in pain, I’m going to go cuddle her. Fuck I need to eat. Fuck, she smells sooo good.

I opened my eyes to feel her under the covers in between my legs.

“Babe!”

Her eyes had turned and her fangs were out.

“Babe! Baby!”

She finally came to and went beside me.

“I’m sorry I don’t know what got into me.”

She looked worried, scared, and I could hear her thoughts going a mile a minute. But only one stood out.

She’s going to break up with me.

“Baby, come here.”

I held my arms out, waiting for her to fill the space between them. She took my heating pad, restarting the time and heat on it before slowly coming to lie just above the heating pad. I played in her hair finally taking the ponytail down. A win is a win.

“I’m not going to break up with you. Not now, not ever. You even thinking that breaks my heart, okay?”

She nodded looking down. I could feel her shaking as her tears fell to her arm.

“Aww baby.” I lifted her up, wiping her face.

“Okay…but I have to tell you something that’s a little creepy and embarrassing. I should’ve told you earlier when I brought it up, but ever since I bit you I can feel what you feel. I try to ignore it and block it out if I can, but the bigger the feeling the harder it is to block. So when you started cramping I could feel how much pain you were in, it terrified me. And I am never here when you��re on your period because your blood is intoxicating and me loving you makes me want to umm relieve your pain any way possible, also your blood can make me a little tipsy to say the least. I don’t want to talk about it, but I leave because I’m trying to protect you from me, the monster.”

She hung her head down and it’s like I could feel her heart cracking and it hurt so much. I never knew she was going through all of this or even that me calling her a monster so long ago still affected her. I could feel the pain radiating off of her when she said it and although I have questions about her being able to feel what I feel, I think I’m starting to understand her a lot more.

I pushed her hair back and we laid together like that until I fell asleep. When I woke up, she had some more pain medicine, fruit, and water in her hands.

“I know you don’t eat much the first two days, but you need to eat something and I thought something light like this might help.” She put the bowl of fruit on the bedside table before giving me her signature shy grin while holding the meds and bottle out for me to take.

“Thank you my love.” I took the medicine and drunk water from the bottle before eating a couple pieces of fruit. “Do you want to cuddle again?” She just stood there frozen and I could sense the fear.

“ You aren’t going to hurt me.” I reached out for her and she took my hand kissing it before cuddling me and restarting the heating pad which I hadn’t realized had gone out.

With her arms wrapped around me my mind started wondering to earlier. I know she was talking about period pain, but now it just makes me wonder if she can feel how much she turns me on, when she makes me cum, and other things like that? Wait, can she feel when I masturbate? Is there a way that I can feel what she feels? If yes, then that would explain why she’s so sensitive when it’s my turn to please her and I think I kind of already feel what she feels. Well, at least I can feel the sadness.

She had the biggest blush on her face as she turned away from me in bed .

“To answer your questions, yes. Now stop thinking before you start something.”

Stop thinking? Maybe I want to start something.

“No you don’t. We’ve never had sex while you’re on your period and some of the lore about it is real. Very real.”

She turned back around snuggling closer into me, her head now on my chest. Before I could ask about the lore, she started back talking.

“You’ve always relaxed me, from the first time I saw you back when I was hurting myself trying not to kill someone. You’d come into the room and I couldn’t feel any of the pain. Even right now listening to your heartbeat, how it gets a little faster when we kiss or when I touch you like this.” She gently traced her fingers down my spine while looking into my eyes. This girl. “Or just hearing your thoughts can help put me at ease. Well, not right now, you horny freak, but usually.” She looked into my eyes and pulled me into a kiss.

At this point I grabbed her so she was on top of me.

I sat up so our faces were inches apart and brought her into a kiss before drifting to her neck.

“If you weren’t blocking them, could I hear your thoughts and feel what you feel?” I asked her in between kissing the sweet spots on her neck and rubbing her hotspots.

“Uhh…fu-fuck yesss.” I could see the lust in her eyes as she was trying her best to restrain herself.

“Let me in.” I ordered licking her neck before sucking and biting trying to leave hickies.

Her head tilted back and I could feel her hips grinding into mine, just trying to get any friction that she could. A low moan came from her lips and I could see her fangs. I could feel her ragged breathing by my ear, then she pulled away. I kept hold of her waist so she couldn’t go too far.

“Baby, we can’t. If we do, a lot will happen and I don’t know if we’re ready for those changes.”

She looked at me sadly while pulling my hair away from my face.

“Tell me what happens and we can decide together.”

She tried to get off of my lap, but I kept a stronghold looking her up and down with a straight face. She sighed, making herself more comfortable.

“There’s old lore about the powers of period blood as in someone eating or consuming another person’s links them. The lore is true, but for vampire couples it is a lot extra. In essence I’d become addicted to you in a way, as if, I could become anymore enamored by you. But that’s the lore and since we are in love, apparently it gives some powers to both parties if the vampire has the sexual acts reciprocated.”

She blushed looking away.

“As if I’d ever leave you hanging, but is this, this lore part of the reason why you usually aren’t around?”

She shook her head signaling yes.

“And it doesn’t matter,because that’s not happening. Not right now at least, I mean some things can happen, but just not the reciprocation right now.”

She rambled nervously as a blush crept onto her face. I pulled her back in, kissing her again. Bringing her hair back I stared into her eyes.

“I’m not opposed to it, but we don’t have to either. I don’t want to do anything you aren’t ready to do , but can you take the boundary down and fully let me in? I know it’s your last defense, but I’m your girlfriend and I’m not going anywhere, understood?”

She shook her head agreeing before I kissed her passionately once again. She slowly started grinding onto me again.

“Okay baby, I’m ready.” She moaned and like a flood I could feel how much she wanted, no needed this.

“Fuck, shit.” I gasped as I could feel how wet she was and her clit throbbing as if it were my own. I could feel my touch on her and how it felt like electricity was going throughout me.

I trailed my hand to her waist and pulled her panties aside before slowly putting a finger inside of her. Our eyes locked, we moaned together as I could feel the pleasure she was getting.

She needed my touch, was craving it, so badly. Trying to keep her composure, to not fuck me senseless. I could feel all of it, her back arching from my touch, my tongue on her neck, fingers exploring her insides, her shaking, the need for more.

“Baby, if you needed me this much you should’ve said something.”

She let off a breathy giggle. “I didn’t know how? Ugh fuck me please.” She pleaded needing more than just my one finger to get her off.

“Asking like that is a good way to start.” Heating pad and pain be damned, I’m going to fuck this girl senseless.

Both of us switched positions her back on the bed while I straddled on top of her. A bit of pain came back, but I couldn't care less at the moment which left one of us.

“Babe, no.” She gently placed me beside her and reset my heating pad on my stomach.

I could feel her need, how much she wanted me, but overpowering that was worry, her wanting me to feel better.

“But, I know how much you need this right now and I don’t want to leave you horny. A little pain won’t kill me.” I reached towards her only for her to pull back.

“It won’t kill you, but it’ll hurt me knowing that you’re hurting.”

“Okay, but you aren’t getting it.” I looked towards her.

“I’ll be fine, I’m right here, I’m not leaving.”

I pulled the finger out, licking it as I looked her in the eyes.

“I know how much you need this right now. You’re always putting yourself last and making sure that I’m okay, that I feel good, as your girlfriend it’s my job to put you first. So you’re going to lay down and you’re going to let me fuck you, then afterwards I’ll do whatever you want even if that is just cuddling and taking medicine. But right now, you’re wet, horny, and I can feel how much you want me to just take you, so let me.”

I looked into her eyes, rubbing up and down her thigh. I love her reactions, how sensitive she is with me. She shook her head eagerly before taking her clothes off.

“Okay.” She guided my hand back to her pussy. “But I’m doing to you whatever you do to me.”

I slid a finger inside curving it to hit her spot and was rewarded with a moan before she easily slid a finger into my folds, finding my spot just as easily.

On a regular day I’m super sensitive to her touch, but right now, I’m trying my hardest not to cum. I need to get her off first, I can’t let her make me cum first.

I slid another finger inside of her and found a rhythm curving it to hit her spot every time. I started pounding into her, her moans coming out like sweet music. I could feel her orgasm building, her shaking underneath me, and trying her best to keep her fangs at bay.

Her eyes were closed and she was running away from the pleasure. Her body slightly backing away from me everytime I thrust my fingers inside, slowly making her take less and less.

“Stop running and look at me when I’m making you cum. You’re such a sub for me.”

She hissed her fangs very much out and her eyes glowing with pleasure. I had her right how I wanted her, but somehow she flipped me over taking my clothes off while sliding a towel underneath me.

She had my legs opened and up so fast that I couldn’t think before her tongue made contact with my throbbing clit. She tore my underwear off before sticking two fingers inside of me fucking me like she hates me and now I’m the one running away, not able to look or speak to her. She was bringing me to the point of tears, fucking me while sneaking a meal. Her eyes glowed with a slight twinkle as she kept working to make me cum harder than I have before.

She was in my head saying all the right things to make me cum.

You’re such a good little slut, now come for Mommy. I want to taste you all over my tongue. You taste so good right now baby, give me more. Reward me for fucking your pussy like this. Oh my, you look so good, I’m cumming just looking at you. Fuck, you’re so beautiful, cum for me My Pretty Girl.

Between her being in my head and fucking the hell out of me I was panting, cumming at will, almost about to pass out.

She kissed me, pouring water into my mouth which I happily accepted before screaming as she continued to abuse my spots. My legs shaking as my eyes fluttered she kept fucking me hard.

Uhh it’s so nice seeing you turn into a little puddle like this for me. Such a good girl taking my fingers. You’re cumming so much baby.

And I was cumming hard, no words just sounds and I couldn’t even get my thoughts together. My mind went blank as the feeling got stronger.

I tried to keep in control of my body, but I could feel myself giving in to my more aggressive self. She’s only seen this side of me once or twice when I was a bit too over stimulated, which is why I try to keep it down, but I can't right now. If she wants to be a monster, then she’s about to meet her match.

“Baby, we f-fuck need to stop before. “ I choked out as I was shaking from another orgasm.

“I’m not stopping, bring it on baby. I can feel you about to switch, but I am too. Let’s see how this works out.”

“Fu-fuck, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I looked into Juliette’s eyes trying my hardest to chill, but it didn’t work, I was cumming undone.

“You did, but I’m going to enjoy this. “

I shook in the bed, cumming so hard that I couldn’t stop myself from moaning loudly. I could feel Juls tonging me through my orgasm leading me to another one.

“F-fuck.” My juices were spilling out of me and Juliette wasn’t missing a single drop. She came up with her mouth wet as her tongue licked around to get every drop. Her fingers still trapped inside of my pulsing pussy going in and out had me in a trance. I couldn’t take it anymore…

#first kill #calliette #fanfic #netflix #black lgbt #vampire #vampire hunter #calliope burns #juliette fairmont #firstkillfanfic #smut

1 note · View note

wint3r-h3art · 2 years

Text

Mad at Me | Loki x Avenger! Reader

Summary: Loki notices that you left Tony’s party without saying a word to anyone, and he’s determined to find out why. He confronts you about it when he finds you drinking in the library. A revelation leads to some fun time.

⚠️Warning: Mutual pinning, Explicit smut. Contains oral (female & male receiving), face sitting, fingering, unprotected sex, p in v sex, cum eating. By clicking Read More, you are consenting to seeing all of these content. MINOR DNI. Blank blogs and blogs with no age will be blocked.

Word count: 3.4k

A/N: This is my first Loki x reader fic. It’s been sitting in draft like forever, collecting dust, but here I am posting this in an ungodly hour and day. No beta, but I re-read it and went over 5 times already. If I missed anything, those mistakes are my own. I hope you liked it. Your comment and especially reblog would mean so so much to me!

I do not consent for my work to be copy or translated in any shape or form.

“Ah, there you are.”

You turn around at his voice, your hand still holding onto your glass of wine. You briefly look at him before you turn back to staring out of the window.

“Loki. What do you want?” you ask before taking a big sip of that wine of yours. You wish you didn’t sound so goddamn angry at him, but your tone just comes out that way.

“Why do you humans always ask that? Why do you need to know what I need from you when I just want your company?” You can hear his footsteps against the porcelain tiles clicking closer in your direction, but you make no move to turn.

You came up to Stark’s library for some air, hoping to perhaps calm yourself down a bit before you freeze someone to death. Sometimes being a hydrokenisis with cryokenetic ability is bothersome. People just know when you’re mad because you end up turning the whole damn place into ice. No wonder Tony is calling your Elsa.

“I don’t know, Loki. There’s always something you want from me.” You try not to suck in your breath when you feel his callus palms against your bare skin.

“You’re angry at me.”

“Why would I be angry at you?” you turn slightly, trying to look at his expression. Loki just knows how to push your buttons. And right now, he’s pressing all of it. He knows why you came up here in the first place, especially with the way he openly flirts with that little blonde secretary that Pepper just hired. She’s wearing his color tonight after all. Not being subtle at all about wanting him to fuck her.

You can feel him shrugging. “I am quite unsure, but you are sulking.” He lies. Loki could see right through you the moment your eyes caught his hand tucking what’s her name? Meghan's hair behind her ear. He could feel your dark glare practically bursting out of you, and he couldn’t be more right. “And I am determined to know why, especially when I did nothing wrong.”

“Am not mad,” you quickly cut him off.

Loki chuckles before he turns you around. “Come now. Is this your way of talking to me?”

You scoff, brushing his hand off of you. “I don’t remember being anything to you, except for working with you that one time.”

Frustration bubbles up inside of him as he watches you through narrow eyes. “Pet, then explain to me why your wine is frozen in your glass right now?” You look down and see that you’re accidentally using your power. It always happens when you can’t control your emotions properly.

Quickly, you shift the temperature of your wine back to room temperature, turning it back into liquid. At this point, the ruby red liquid is ruined, so you just set the glass on the window still instead. You look up to see that Loki is trying to suppress his amused smirk.

“It doesn't mean anything,” you insist.

“Of course,” Loki bites down on his lower lip, trying to suppress his smile. He’s flattered that you’re feeling jealous of him. It has been a guessing game between the two of you. Thor brought Loki back to Earth to amend for his wrongdoing by forcing him to join the Avengers. At first, he was annoyed at you, since Fury directly assigned you to be his little babysitter, but somewhere along the way he grows fond of having you around.

Feeling your face growing warmer, you push past him, trying to make an escape, at least away from him. Loki grabs your elbow and pulls you back. You gasp when your body crashes against his hard chest. His breath fans your forehead as he stares down at you with hooded eyes. Your throat goes dry.

“You’re obviously angry at me about something, and I need to know that. So, you either need to stop acting like a petulant child and tell me, or I’ll force it out of you.”

“I told you, I’m not angry!” you raise your voice. Frost starts to form over your arm as you glare defiantly at him.

Oh, you’re definitely angry alright, Loki muses. He’s not at all bothered by the fact that your little frost is slowly covering his hand. Of course, you don’t know that he’s a Jotunn. Let’s keep it that way.

“Loki, let me go!”

“Or what? Freeze me to death?” he chuckles. He knows deep, deep down you can easily kill him with a flick of your finger. “Ah, pet. Do you have no idea what you’re doing to me?” He pulls you closer by the hip, and you gasp at the way his growing hardness pressed against your stomach. Your heart raises a little as heat is flooding your face and up to your ears. Suddenly you forget how to properly breathe as you stare up at the Trickster God.

“Deny it all you want about how you’re feeling right now, but don’t ever lie to me that you don’t feel anything for me after all these times we’ve spent together.”

You swallow the lump in your throat as your eyes flutter, trying to make sense of what’s going on. The sexual tension is always there, but you’ve never acted on your urges, mainly he’s your colleagues. But Loki is being Loki, and he’s forever going to want to push you until you are his.

You know this, and he knows that you know it.

It’s a game to him, and he’s going in for the kill tonight. You’re just happened to be his prey.

Loki huffs frustratingly when you’re not saying anything, but he can see it in your eyes that you’re battling your own urges. He suddenly grabs your face and pulls you into a hot searing kiss. You’re reluctant at first, unsure of what’s happening but you find yourself kissing him back with the same ferocity and urgency. Nothing about it screams gentle to you, and you’re fine with that. It’s the last thing you need from him.

Your fingers quickly move to claw at his chest, grabbing whatever you can. Loki quickly takes a hold of you before he pushes you against the wall. You gasp at the feel of the cold, solid wall pressing against your back.

Loki not so subtly slips his tongue into your mouth and you gladly allow him to. He kisses you everywhere and anywhere. His tongue glides and flicks against your, licking every part of you, tasting you. He easily picks you up and you instinctively wrap your legs around his taut waist, while his lips are still on yours.

His hands are on your ass, and you can feel him squeezing you firmly, eliciting a moan out of you as you deepen the kiss. You gently bite his lip and Loki growls low in his chest, a noise that makes you feel the thing that you shouldn’t be feeling if you’re in your right mind, but you’re clearly not.

His taste is intoxicating, lulling you into a haze if you’re not already buzzed by the wine you’ve been drinking all night. His touches burn you and thrill you at the same time, making every inch of your skin come alive, and it’s addicting. You want more.

He slaps your ass suddenly as you feel him grin against your lips. His fingers clawing through the taut flesh as if he cannot have enough of you. Feeling a bit braver, you gently nip at his bottom lips before you lick at the spot. Loki grins before pulling you out of your haze. You stare at him momentarily before you lean in, brushing your nose against him. You and Loki are panting, his pupils blown wide. He holds you by the nape of your neck so you have no choice but to look at him.

“We shouldn’t,” you say breathlessly, your lips are still tingling and swollen from the kiss. Your heart is practically soaring out of your chest looking at the dishevel dark-haired prince. Never once have you seen him like this. He always oozes an air of proper, poise, and perfection. But now, he looks like any mortal man. His cheeks are tinted red, lips swollen, and hair falling over his face. Your heart fills with pride, knowing that you did this to a God.

“Yet, you kissed me. Tell me why you don’t want to give in to me?”

“Because I’m human, and you’re a God,” you pant softly. Your chest is still rising and falling as you try to pull more air into your lungs. All you can feel now is him. Every breath that you take is all of him, and all you can smell is sweet and fresh, and oh so fucking sinful scent in your nostril.

“You’re far from human, pet,” he says softly as gently places you down on his feet. You almost protest before you see him slowly sinking down onto his knees in front of you. “Your power is beyond any measure, pet. You can kill a man with a flick of your wrist by either boiling his blood or freezing him to death. Do you honestly believe that the only reason Fury wanted you to be an Avenger is that he sees potential in you?” Loki's hands are ghosting over your legs, making you wish that he would touch you then. “You’re not a normal, pet.”

Your breathing halts then when he hikes your dress up your thigh. His eyes burn into yours like a thousand suns. You watch him kiss his way up to your thigh. His breath brushing against your clothes, needy pussy, and he lingers there for a moment. His sapphire eyes are still on yours as his fingers dance around your skin, sending chills through you.

“You’re a Goddess, and you deserve to be worshiped like one.” Loki pushes your panties aside and exposes your needy pussy to him. His mouth is on yours while his eyes are still burning into you. A throaty moan escapes from your lips as your head is thrown back, relishing the feeling that he’s giving you. All you can feel is his tongue flickering and sliding against the small, sensitive bud, sending jolts of pleasure through you. Slick slowly gathers at your opening, rolling and sliding down his chin as he devours you.

Instinctively, your hands combing through his hair, fingers raking through his dark tresses, pulling him closer to your sopping cunt. A satisfying grunt reverberates from his chest, sending vibration right through your pussy, making you moan into it. Never had ever felt this way before, and to be worshipped by the Trickster God himself is beyond what you have imagined.

His talented tongue is now plunging into you, licking and slurping shamelessly at your overflowing juices. Your soft panting only encourages him further as he quickly hikes both of your legs over his broad shoulders

You yelp at the suddenness of it all, but he assures you that he got you. With your back still leaning against the wall for support, Loki slowly stands up, all the while his face is still buried in your pussy. His arms wrap securely around your thighs.

You barely have time to register that this newfound position because his tongue is on you once again, fucking and slurping you like it’s his last meal. You moan and find yourself grinding your aching cunt against his face, completely forgetting that you’re practically hanging onto his shoulders. His tongues flicker over your clit a couple of more times, perhaps twice or thrice more before your release comes crashing down on you like a tidal wave. Your body concludes and thrashes as you feel your overflowing juices seeping out of you, coating the dark-haired God with your essence.

“Hmmm, you taste just like how I imagine, my sweet,” he murmurs against your now sensitive pussy.

Your eyes flutter open to stare into his now darkened eyes. He has to make it a show for you of course when his pink tongue darts out to flick at your clit. You watch the way your slick drips down from his tongue and onto him, but Loki seems to not care that he’s practically covered with your essence. “I cannot wait to watch you come undone again, pet?” A mischievous smile quirks at the corner of his mouth before he takes a few steps away from the wall. Your hand instinctively grabs his head, clearly scared of falling off of him. You can feel Loki chuckle in your crotch before he slowly kneels down, and lays down out on the massive table.

He stands up and quickly observes your form. You stare up at him, your mouth slightly parted, while your dress is barely hanging on to you.

“Loki,” you murmur, your arm reaching out to him. He chuckles softly before he kneels on the table, his lean, muscular legs caging your form.

“Yes, pet?” He watches you with lust-filled eyes. You suck in your breath when you feel his fingers circling your clit. You can only reply with a low moan that seems to come from deep inside your chest. Your legs easily part, allowing Loki to grind his hardness into you.

“O-oh god,” you utter out loud, your back arches, your eyes clenched tightly at the way another wave of please is slowly building up at the pit of your stomach.

“I am your God now, pet,” he murmurs against your neck. You can feel him smiling. His lips press against your skin, then travel down till they reach the swell of your breast, all the while that his fingers are pumping in and out of you. Loki grins at the way your face scrunches up as pleasure coursing through you. He slowly bites down at the thin strap of your dress, and yanks it down your arm, exposing your soft flesh.

You hiss at the way the cold air licks at your naked chest, hardening your nipples. Your eyes quickly open when he wraps his mouth around your taut, stiff nipple, making you cry out. His eyes catch yours and he grins with your nipples in between his teeth. You watch him flick his tongue around it, over it before he gently presses his teeth on the nub just enough to get a reaction out of you.

“Loki, please,” you beg softly as you grind your hips against his fingers.

“Please what?”

“I need you! O-oh, Loki I need you inside me. Please.”

Without a word, he withdraws his hand away from you and quickly undresses, discarding his expensive suit jacket over his shoulder. You get up to help him, quickly unbutton his shirt. While he looks rather sexy in that Armani suit, you rather have him with nothing on instead.

Your mouth waters as you stare shamelessly at his hard body. Loki smirks at this of course. He knows the kind of thought you’re having of him right then and there. He grabs you by the ankles and pulls you down. “I’m going to ruin you for other men tonight,” he says darkly, his eyes filling with promise. “No mortal men shall ever satisfy you again, pet.” You watch him unbuckle his pants, revealing his stiff, hard cock. You always thought that he may belong, but you’ve never thought that he also packed some girth in him too. You eye his cock then at his face, swallowing hard. You’ve never been with anyone this big before. The thought of taking him scared you a bit.

Loki notices your reaction and he reaches out, stroking your face. “Do you not want this pet?” he asks. You look at him briefly before you shake your head.

“I do,” you reply softly. Your voice is almost inaudible if it wasn’t for his Godly hearing. You meekly reach out to wrap your hand your his shaft. Loki tips his head back and lets out a hiss. Seeing how he reacts, you bite your lips and begin to stroke him slowly at first, relishing the way the hot, soft, velvety hardness feels around your palm. Loki moans softly as he watches you stroking him. “Pet,” is all he can utter before leaning into to lick at the pink bulbous head. Another hiss escapes from his lips before you wrap your mouth around him. Loki lets out a string of curses at the way your mouth feels around his cock. He has always fantasized about what it would feel like to have you taste him, sucking till he cums, but he has never thought that tonight is the night that he’s going to experience that.

You slowly take more of him until you can’t anymore. Then, you slowly bob your head back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of your mouth, coating the hard shaft with your saliva. Occasionally, you suck in your cheeks, creating suction around his cock, making him curse out loud. Loki knows you are holding the rein now. While he enjoys having you taking a little bit of control on him, he will never let that thought goes into your head.

With a huff, he holds your head in place and begins to thrust into your mouth. You let out choking, wet sounds as he fucks you. Tears spill down your face at the way you gag at his thick, hard cock. “You’re being a suck a good cock slut for me, pet,” he coos as he continues to thrust into your mouth. You can only reply with a moan that reverberates through his cock, making Loki groan lowly. He thrust into your a couple of more times before you moan as you feel his cock twitch inside your mouth.

“Not yet, pet. I want to fuck you properly and throughly,” he pants before pulling himself out of you.

Strings of saliva are trailing from your mouth to his now wet dick, and some are on your chin. You groan softly as you watch him stroke himself.

“Is this what you want?”

You nod eagerly before he pushes you back and quickly plunges himself into you. At first, he feels like fire, burning and consuming you from the inside. Then that fire slowly turns into pleasure, the kind that makes you speechless because you’re so overwhelmed by him. The moment he starts to move, you almost cum then and there because God, you’re so full and so filled up that you can’t utter any words. All you feel is him and all you ever wanted is him. His movement is slow at first as he watches your expression. The moment he can feel your body relaxes against him, Loki begins to move quicker. His thrust is full of power and every movement seems to knock all of the air right out of your lungs.

You mewl softly under him before he quickly turns you onto your stomach. Pulling your ass back, he sheath himself once more. You groan loudly at the way you feel yourself wrap snuggly around him. You’ve never thought that you’d become overwhelmed with sex before, but Loki makes you think otherwise.

Reaching around you, you can feel his fingers rubbing at your clit, stimulating your body even more. Before you know it, your release comes crashing onto you like a wave against the rock, flooding you with a sense of warmness that radiates from your core. Your body is convulses and clenches around him as Loki continues to move inside you. He grunts lowly at the way your wall clamping down in him, making his movement more erratic. Before he knows it, Loki quickly pulls himself out and releases himself onto you. Without a thought, you open your mouth. Some of his sticky, white fluid lands in it and you hum with satisfaction. You both stare at each other for a long moment as Loki pumps the last of himself onto you.

“Are you still angry at me?” he asks.

You shrug as you swipe a finger on the sticky cum that is still warmed on your chest. You bring that finger up and put it in your mouth, all the while you’re looking straight at him. “If I say yes, will you make it up to me more?”

Loki narrows his eyes at you. “I can never say no to you,” before he leans in and kisses you, tasting himself on you.

#loki x reader #loki x you #loki x female reader #loki fanfic #loki imagine #loki fanfiction #tom hiddelston loki #tom hiddelston x reader #tom hiddelston imagine #tom hiddleston fanfiction #marvel x reader #marvel x you #mcu x you #mcu fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #loki odinson #loki laufeyson #mcu loki #loki smut

2K notes · View notes

anordinarymuse · 2 years

Text

professor.

Prof!Remus Lupin x Fem!Reader (of age)

Summary : remus fingers you dumb <3

Warnings : dom/sub roles *not explicit(?)* (dom!remus + sub!reader); fingering; pet names; reader is of ageee; innocent reader; unedited.

Word Count : ~1k (generous)

A/N : idk why but i’ve been wanting to write this kind of prompt for a bit + this is the longest thing i’ve written in a long time + this has been sitting on my drafts for fucking forever

the masterlist.

request here.

“Professor?” You asked as you walked into his office. It was nearing the end of his open office hours and you had a few questions about the upcoming test.

“Y/N?” Professor Lupin replied, almost surprised, as you stepped foot in his office.

“Am I too late?” You asked, nervous, playing with the hem of your skirt. You had changed into a small black miniskirt and button up, for lounge, and now as you played with the fabric you realized how revealing you had become.

“No, not at all,” Professor Lupin said slowly, looking your attire over before blinking and turning to file some papers. “Go ahead and sit at my desk. I just need to finish this one thing.”

You nodded as you sat, placing your hands neatly in your lap as you waited.

Lupin, unbeknownst to you, leaned against his office door simply staring at your figure. It was wrong, he knew that, to think of you so fondly. In a manner more lustful than he should. You were his student for fuck’s sake. However, as you sat innocently at his desk, he could feel a pounding in his head.

“Professor?” You asked confused, turning your head to face him.

“Right, sorry,” he replied, pressing down the ends of his coat before sitting at his desk. “What did you need?”

“I just had questions about the test that’s coming up.”

He hummed in response.

“Like for uhm- on the second page of the review sheet about the- the dementors-“ You stuttered, your words barely falling into sentences. You felt. . .queasy. . . and you couldn’t figure out why.

“Yes?”

“I-“ you muttered before suddenly pushing yourself up from your chair, exclaiming, “I should go.”

“Why?” He asked, standing up as well, towering over you. You swallowed as he quirked a brow.

“I feel a bit- I’m not sure my stomach hurts and I can’t stop shaking-“ you rambled, getting lost as you looked up to try and meet Professor Lupin’s gaze. “I think I might be a bit tense…?”

You didn’t know how to explain the knot in your stomach and heat in your cheeks into words. All you could do was ogle upwards and bite the inside of your cheek.

“Tense?” He asked as he walked around his desk to you. He squinted his eyes down at you before gently sliding his palm from your hips to the dip in your waist. “Does this make it any better?”

“I don’t-“ You mumbled, startled, looking to and from his hand and eyes.

“Or this?” He continued, sliding his hand up the side of your body to right beneath your breasts.

“I’m not-“ You began shallowly, leaning your body into his grasp, letting your eyes fall close before forcing yourself to open them.

“If you want me stop. . .” he whispered breathily into your ear while moving his hand so his fingers pressed up against the waistband of your miniskirt. “. . .say it.”

You let your eyes flutter up to meet his, a soft moan escaping your lips before mumbling, “Please don’t stop,”

“Good girl,” he grinned before sliding his fingers into your skirt. Feeling the warmth of his fingers against your bare skin sent shivers down your spine.

You took a sharp inhale as you felt his fingers push up into your slick folds. Your body throbbed in his grasp, trembling as he pumped your heat.

“Oh my-“ you whimpered as the tight feeling in your stomach worsened.

“You like that pretty girl?” He smirked, using his other hand to hold up your chin, watching your facial reactions as you unraveled.

“Yes, professor-“

“Remus,” he corrected darkly, squeezing your cheeks and abruptly stopping his moving hand. He watched with narrowed eyes as you unconsciously rubbed your things together for the slightest bit of action.

“Remus,” you whispered back, eyes pleading him to go back to fingering you. And as soon as he did you let out a pleasurable sigh before screaming as the coil in your stomach yanked at its chain.

“Mhm, I know you like it,” Remus snickered as he moved his hand from propping up your chin down to your collarbone. He pulled back the collar of you button up and slowly licked up your neck, placing a delicate kiss behind your earlobe that tipped off the weight.

“My stomach- it-“ you tried to explain as you sight went out, seeing stars, and you could feel as your eyes rolled back.

“That’s right, poppet, make a mess on my fingers.”

And that’s all it took for your body to collapse in his arms, the knot in your stomach unraveling at the speed of your juices dropping down your thigh.

The blurry haze lingered but you’d never felt more unrestrained. Your heart pounded as you stared glossy eyed up at Remus, waiting for instruction on what to do next.

“Open,” Remus ordered, pulling his fingers out from your slick cunt, and placing them gently between your lips. His eyes gleamed as you sucked on your own cum.

Your tongue swirled around his fingers, it tasted strange, but you couldn’t stop, not when he was looking down at you like that.

“Feel better now?” Remus asked condescendingly as he brought his fingers from your wet mouth to his.

**********

taglist : @marimorena06 @missryerye @agirlwholovescoffee @nicole198205 @siriuspvdfoot @hufflepuffflowers-blog @thatguppienamedbae @peachykeen3502 @youngblood199456 @oranee @bobbyjohnsonbeat @jasgreen101 @will-to-live-who @bellatrixscurls @krishavania @thegirlwhocriedlupin @mrsaliciamalfoy @wwweasleystan @modernvellichor @westantheweasleys @lolaperezb @zaraskyla @v4l3nt1n44 @sirisuorionblack @rinbyo @xdancinggurlx @lupinsravenclaw @hogwarts-boys @inglourious-imagines @siriuslyslyslytherin @the-abyss-gazed-back @eunoia-kth @kaqua @rudypankowisdaddy @story-scribbler @youreso-golden @natural-ikagai @auggie2000 @dontjudgemyobsessionpls @666cookies @i-love-scott-mccall

2K notes · View notes

ahloveisboo · 2 years

Note

HIII JO!!! Can I request a story with Jihoon please, maybe something like a slice of life and having a lazy day with reader. <33

hi meraki <3 sorry for being so incredibly late with this. i'm going through my jihoon feels lately so i'm about to treat you to some of my brain worms. hope you enjoy.

pairing: lee jihoon x reader / slice of life, established relationship, wc: 0.6k

***

The water's hot, scalding almost—the hard stream hitting that one sore spot on your shoulder just right. It's a knot you can't quite reach yourself, knit together from hours sitting behind your home made office typing up drafts and reports and e-mails and rewrites and more e-mails. You welcome the hot shower, eager to wash away the fatigue that built up as the hours passed.

There's an unmistakable click of the bathroom door lock falling into place, and you draw back the curtain to peek into the steamed up room. Jihoon wasn't supposed to come home until 8, but there's a big heart shape lazily drawn into the mirror fog and a cup of your favourite tea sitting on the edge of the sink. Wrapping a towel around your waist, you smile as a whiff of the tea's scent reaches you.

Jihoon looks up from his spot on the sofa without really looking up, his eyes still glued to the tv but lips puckered to welcome a kiss anyway, and you chuckle. "Home early?" you say as you affectionately pat his hair, and he beckons you to take a seat next to him. You've changed into your pj's and place the cup of tea Jihoon's made for you on the coffee table before plopping down comfortably.

"Kind of forced my boss to agree to letting me put some of my overtime into shorter shifts," he smirks, reaching for the remote to turn down the volume. "I miss spending quality time with you. Even left me with enough time to bring you food," he adds, "I know you've been craving these." Jihoon hands you a tiny plate of fried gyoza.

"Ugh, I love you," you sigh after a big bite, and you snuggle deeper into the sofa, balancing your plate on your knees. "If you're going to keep feeding me like this I might ask you to stick around forever."

Jihoon laughs. "Don't tempt me."

You finish dinner in record speed. Jihoon asks you to lay with him after, assures you he'll clean up later, and so you do—with your head in his lap, and his fingertips brushing through your hair, you're suddenly exhausted. You stay like this for a while, just you and Jihoon and the soft lull of voices eminating from the tv. There's a tingle at the back of your neck as he continues to pet your hair and you can feel your eyelids growing heavy with sleep.

"How about-," Jihoon's voice is soft when he speaks. He clears his throat. "How about we call in sick tomorrow, sleep in, and do a mini movie marathon?" he proposes. You look up at your boyfriend in surprise. The harsh tv light is casted upon his face, yet the glint is his eyes is warm, and you find yourself agreeing without hesitation. It has been a while since you spent an entire day at home without commitments.

"Do I get first pick, though?"

"Absolutely not," he jests, "but I'll let you decide on breakfast?"

You put a hand over your heart in response. "Oh, Lee Jihoon, you romantic soul. Be still, my heart."

"This is what I get for trying to take care of you?" he scoffs, "sarcasm and quips?"

"You can get those for free," you note, trying to suppress a smile. "Comes with the package. Sexy, smart, funny, what more do you need?"

Jihoon clicks his tongue, hands moving to cup your cheeks—gently. His eyes lock on yours, and for a moment, your breath catches in your throat. A few heartbeats pass, and then a soft, "Absolutely nothing."

Your chest contracts. This man will be the death of you one day.

"...Although a new set of headphones would be nice. Ouch! "

#caratwritersclub #ficscafe #lee jihoon #woozi #woozi fanfic #woozi drabble #woozi imagine #woozi fluff #seventeen #woozi seventeen #jihoon seventeen #jihoon fanfic #jihoon fluff #jihoon imagine #jihoon drabble #jihoon x reader #woozi x reader

152 notes · View notes

starlightxsvt · 3 years

Text

Home | k.mg

pairing ➳ businessman!mingyu x female!reader

genre ➳ strangers to lovers, romance, slice of life, angst, fluff, gets spicy at the end

word count ➳ 5.6k (apx)

warnings ➳ cursing, reader is really indecisive, heavy makeout, implications of sexual activity.

synopsis ➳ an attractive stranger visits your cabin for a week with whom you quickly bond, developing some strong feelings in the process; leaving you to wonder if he's worth leaving everything behind.

A/N: henlooo~ I finally posted! This has been sitting in my drafts for a while but I didn't really feel like writing for a while, hence the delay. I hope y'all enjoy this piece and please don't forget to leave some feedback! It really motivates me :)

A cool gust of wind blew by as you finished typing your last column, leaving a soothing feeling behind as you exhaled loudly. It was hard to finish this piece of writing for some reason, maybe because you lacked inspiration or maybe because your life had been monotonous for a while or simply, a mix of both. Closing your laptop you stretch your hands and legs, feeling somewhat productive. Humming a tune, you looked out the window to see a Lamborghini come to a halt at the entrance.

It piqued your interest because it's not often that people riding Lamborghini come in this cabin so genuinely you're interested in the visitor. You shifted in your chair, waiting for the man to come upstairs to the reception and sure enough a tall- really tall man dressed in a neatly pressed suit appears into your view, briskly walking towards the reception where Chan stood to greet him. You could not get a good look at his face as he moved around quickly, grabbing his small carry on and heading towards his cabin after the formalities.

You watched his tall frame walking away as you got up from your seat and moved towards Chan.

"Who is he?"

"Kim Mingyu," Chan explained, resting his arms on the reception table." A millionaire, owns a lot of companies. No wonder he looked familiar."

"Oh, really? How long is he staying?"

"He has booked for five days. Said he might extend his stay."

"I see."

"Why are you so curious though?" Chan raised a brow at you, tilting his head to a side.

"Nothing." You shrugged. "He just has different vibes than the other people that come here you know?"

Chan hummed in agreement.

There was never much visitors during the rainy season which was both a blessing and a curse. Blessing because that meant the cabin was less hectic and curse because sometimes you are bound to get a bit too bored. You were helping yourself with a cup of tea to somewhat feel re-energised when your newest and the only guest for the week appeared from his cabin, padding through the corridor and stepping into the common kitchen area. You were taken aback for a moment before you composed yourself and smiled at your guest, "Good morning, Mr. Kim. May I help you with anything?"

"Mingyu, please," the tall male replied while scanning the kitchen area. "You're the owner right? What's the food arrangement here?"

"Well, our guests generally cook for themselves or order takeout. When there are many guests I sometimes do the cooking."

Nodding, he hummed before putting in a capsule in the cappuccino machine. You took a seat by the window, tea in your hand as you watched the male move around like he knew this place. Dressed in his pajamas and judging by the fluffy mess that his hair was you assumed he had a good night's sleep.

"I hope you had a pleasant night, Mr- Mingyu." You said to your guest who had whipped out a pan from the cupboard and was making omelette. "Yes, surprisingly so. Normally I have trouble falling asleep but I slept like a baby last night," he casually conversed as he prepared his breakfast.

You smiled, "Well, I'm glad to know that. If you need anything let my staffs or me know."

"Sure. Oh- I didn't get your name though." Mingyu turned to meet your eyes.

"___," you smiled.

"___, okay."

"This is gonna be a rainy week," Hoshi said from behind you as he stood holding a tub of fresh soil for the plants in the backyard of the cabin. You sat on your knees, eyeing the plants which needed their soil changed.

"Yeah? Well, good thing there isn't much guests now."

"I think there should be, I mean it's so pretty here during the rain too. People need to look at it themselves." Hoshi complained.

"Well, most people don't like going out in the rain. Pass me the soil, Hoshi. Let's get this finished before the shower starts."

Hoshi handed you the tub of soil as the sky above started growling, full of thick black clouds. It was gonna start raining soon.

Hoshi spoke, "Oh, Mr.Kim, Mingyu you know, asked me about the beach by the marketplace. Apparently he wants to visit so he asked me if I was free to show him around."

"And let me guess, you aren't?" You rolled your eyes.

Soonyoung pouted, "No! Well I would have given him a tour today if the weather wasn't so bad. And my friends are coming tomorrow, so I'll be busy then."

"Wait- you're friends are coming?" You turned, glaring at the boy who smiles sheepishly, "Oh! Um- I didn't tell you? Well they're only staying for a couple of days and it's not like they're staying for free."

"Well, make sure they clean after themselves okay? If I see them trashing all over the place like last time, I'm kicking you out with them." You gave him a pointed look.

"Okay okay," Hoshi rolled his eyes, puffing his cheeks. "Just- take the CEO out on a tour tomorrow for me okay? I haven't seen my friends in a long time."

"Alright, I will...if the weather is good which probably won't be." You sighed, gently removing the old soil.

Hoshi mused about Mingyu, "Bummer for him, he came in a wrong time. It's weird, no? We don't have such guests like him."

"Yeah," you hummed, focused on handling your roses.

Hoshi's friend, Seokmin and Seungkwan appeared early in the morning next day as you watched Hoshi vibrate from happiness when he hugged them. You smiled to yourself, laughing at at the antics of your staff as you saw him guide his friends into their cabin. The day was once again filled with dark clouds and raining which occurred every other hour. You and Chan cleaned up and completed some chores as the noon fell.

"Should I cook something up for them?" You wondered as Chan finished cleaning the common space of the first cabin.

"Nah, Seokmin hyung is cooking for them. He's a pretty good cook actually."

"Really? That's nice." You said pulling up a chair to sit down. "Are you gonna join them? Hoshi has been with his friends since they came."

"Yeah, probably. You should join us too."

"No, I think I'm gonna take a nap. I feel so tired."

"Alright."

You watched as Chan climbed down the stairs and stepped towards the second cabin where everyone else was. You were about to head to your room when the CEO, Mingyu appeared in the kitchen.

"Oh, hello."

"Hi."

"I haven't seen you since morning," you said watching as Mingyu poured himself a glass of water.

"Yeah, I woke up early today, went for a jog."

"Ah, I see."

"Couldn't go far though, the weather sucks you know." He said leaning against the kitchen top.

"Yeah. But I heard that it should get better from tomorrow. I could show you around if you want to. Hoshi, my staff, is going to busy for a while so I can guide you around."

"Really? That would be cool." Mingyu smiled. There was a small stretch of silence as you both listened to the rainfall before he spoke, "Have you had lunch?"

"Uh-no."

"Would you like to join me?" He asked "This is the longest time I've been alone and it feels a bit weird," he murmured more to himself than you.

"I mean- I don't mind," you shrugged. "Though I should be the one doing it."

"It's okay. People say I am a good cook," Mingyu smiled, his eyes crinkling.

"Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to see."

It was weird how comfortable you felt watching Mingyu being clumsy and bump into things as he prepared your meal. It felt like you've been doing this forever- like you've known him forever and you thought to yourself what was suddenly wrong with you. He made small talk as he cooked and it felt easy talking with him- almost impossible to believe that he was stranger. He was friendly and easy to get along with, definitely not a cold and grumpy businessman like you imagined him to be.

Mingyu grinned as he set down the food in front of you- chicken soup, rice and cheese omelette. His eyes twinkled excitedly as he watched you take a bite, waiting for you to say something.

"What are you? A part time chef or something?" You tried not to moan as you chewed because it was that good. Mingyu laughed- a sweet, shy laugh that had his canines showing and his eyes forming crescents. "Thank you. I learned from my mom. I like cooking for myself when I get the time which is not often," he smiled- almost sadly.

"Well, you can cook for me all you want as long as you're here because this is amazing!" You grinned at him, cheeks puffed with food.

Mingyu chuckled softly as he dug in and you both started eating. It felt nice, to talk to someone new and spend time with them, someone other than Chan or Hoshi. It was a nice change- a change you probably needed for a while.

"So...What brings you here?" You asked as you finished your food, setting down the spoon and leaning back into the chair. Mingyu who was still eating, looked at you with a perplexed expression so you spoke, "I mean...we don't generally have guests like you. And it's not even a good time to visit...so I was wondering what brought you here?"

"Guests like me? What does that mean?"

"I mean...rich, okay?" You fumbled, feeling awkward. Maybe you shouldn't have asked. "Like...there are fancier places to visit, you know..."

Mingyu smiled at your words for a moment before he deadpanned, "I'm running away."

"Running away?" You gasped, almost jumping from your seat, "From who? The cops?"

"It would have been better but no, my family," he said, his voice as serious as ever.

"Oh...I see," you fell quiet. It definitely wasn't the answer you expected. You both remained silent for a while as he started out the window, lost in thoughts. "It must have been really bad if you're hiding out here." You spoke softly.

"It has always been," he mumbled. "I just couldn't take it anymore, you know? I desperately needed a break," he spoke more to himself than you. Instead of prodding further, you sat quietly, watching him and listening to his words. Seeing him now, he definitely looks troubled and you didn't exactly have the words to console him.

So you whispered, "Well, I hope it gets better."

Later that night, you find Hoshi and his friends and Chan preparing for a bonfire in the front yard of the cabin.

"Wow, you all are really having fun, no?" You said as you fisted your hands in your pockets from the chilly weather. The air was colder than other nights and everyone including you had put on some warm clothes.

"You wanna join us?" Seokmin asked as he stacked logs on top of each other.

"Nah, it's fine. You four carry on," you patted his back as you started walking back towards the cabin and saw Chan and Hoshi coming out with some boxes in their hands.

"Hey! There are marshmallows in the kitchen cabinet if you want.... nevermind," you finished as you saw beer cans and soju bottles in their hands.

"We're gonna get drunk baby!" Soonyoung yelled, grinning like a fool.

"Hyung, you look drunk already," Chan gave him a side look as they trudged towards the bonfire.

Laughing at their antics you climbed the stairs to the kitchen, preparing some hot chocolate for yourself. Holding the mug on one hand you knocked on the door to Mingyu's room, checking up on him since you haven't seen him since lunch.

The door opened revealing Mingyu in a baggy shirt and pajamas, his hair fluffy and messy.

"Hey," you chriped. "Wanted to check up on you. You wanna join the others in the bonfire?"

"Nah, I'm good. I've been watching them from the balcony." He smiled, his pointy canines showing.

"Oh, I see."

"You wanna come in? I've been getting lonely." He offered, moving away from the door to make space for you.

"Uh- I don't mind," you murmured, surprised that he asked you to come in. You tentatively stepped in and it was fair to say that you were surprised to see the room neat and pristine as most guests kept their room messy.

He ushered you into the balcony, which had a great view of your yard and the forest behind. You saw others laughing loudly as Soonyoung acted something out. Mingyu's voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

"You didn't join them?"

"Nah, they can get too loud sometimes," you chuckled, taking a seat on the bench. You eyed an empty mug lying by, guessing that Mingyu already had his fill of hot chocolate.

Mingyu took a seat beside you, stretching his legs and sighing as he mused, "The view is great."

You hummed your agreement. It was indeed. Not only did you have the full view of your yard and the forest, but you could see a vast horizon of the night sky, some stars twinkling through the clouds.

"It's even more beautiful during summer. You can see so many stars that it feels unreal." You told him.

"Then I will try to visit again during summer," he smiled and you were not sure if he was serious or joking. However you replied with a smile, "You're always welcome."

A silence falls among you two after that but it's not uncomfortable, as you both watched the night grow and Soonyoung and his friends got louder.

"Things got really hard for me, you know," Mingyu started speaking, his voice soft as he stared at the mesh of trees ahead. You were somewhat surprised at his words, but you didn't interrupt, opting for him to continue.

"Running a million dollar company was never easy but...it suddenly was unbearable. My parents always interfered in my work and how I run the company but I managed through all of that, really...until..." Mingyu heaved a long sigh, abruptly stopping.

"Until?" You tentatively asked, peeking at him.

"They want me to get married. With the daughter of their business partner. A marriage of convenience, really."

Oh.

You fell silent, watching him as the moonlight dimly lit the side of his face. There wasn't enough light to see his face completely, but enough to see the curve of his face, his sharp jawline and the sad, lost look in his eyes. Your heart suddenly ached for him. Silently you patted his shoulder, conjuring up some words to console him.

"That's ...awful, really. I'm sorry."

"I've never been so mad in my whole life. Can't they just leave me alone? They treat me like a puppet, like my only job is to live for them. I'm so done. " He said, his hands forming fists.

There's a beat of silence as you quietly patted his back and watched your friends get wasted by the bonfire before he chuckled softly, "I'm sorry for dumping all these on you. I just couldn't hold them in you know-"

"It's really fine, Mingyu. I don't mind. It would be nice if I could actually help you," you sighed, retracting your hand.

"Trust me, you are," he said and you caught a smile on his face.

"I suppose you don't have a significant other? Someone you could talk to freely?"

He shook his head. "That is why I came here. Needed to get my thoughts together, away from them. Not to mention I don't remember the last time I went on a vacation."

"And have you got your thoughts together?"

"I think so, yeah." He shrugged.

"What are you gonna do?" You asked tilting your head.

"Stand strong in my ground, I guess. There's no way I'm marrying their business partner, I'd rather die. And if all else fails, I'm staying here. I'm sure you have some type of job for me, right?"

You laughed at his words, "Maybe. But I'm not sure about your skills, Mr. Kim."

"Oh I'm a fast learner, Miss ___."

You both grinned at each other.

That night when you went back to your room, your thoughts were plagued by Mingyu and you could swear you saw him in your dreams too.

The next morning is brighter and shinier; the sky relatively clear other than some light clouds. After getting dressed and checking up on Hoshi and Chan who were still sleeping, you trudged through the cabin and towards Mingyu's room, before knocking on it. A fully dressed Mingyu appeared, clad in a white polo and jeans, his hair styled messily. He looked effortlessly attractive, making your heart skipp a few beats.

Damn it, what was wrong with you?

"Hi," you almost missed a breath, your face flushed with warmth.

"Oh, hey. I was about to come to you. I believe you were to show me around." Mingyu grinned, his pointy canines showing.

"And that is what I'm here for, Mr. Kim."

"Great! Let's get going. We'll take my car."

After showing Mingyu around for a couple of hours, you both ended up at the beach by the marketplace, sitting on the sand next to each other. The weather was nice; not too hot, not too cold as a light breeze flew by occasionally. Though you could see some black clouds gathering above, it wasn't to rain until evening if the forecast was correct.

"This place is so pretty," Mingyu mused, making you smile.

"I know right. The weather is great too."

You both watched the waves crash to the shore, occasionally wetting your feet as you both relaxed on the sand. There was a silence, a comfortable one as you finished eating the corndog you bought from the market earlier with some groceries. As you finished the last bite, Mingyu turned to face you and asked, "Tell me about yourself."

"What?" A squeak of surprise escaped from you.

"I shared a lot about myself last night. It's only fair I get to know about you too."

"Well..." You pondered. "There isn't much to tell. I've a pretty dull life, unlike you."

Mingyu chuckled, shaking his head, "Does the cabin belong to your parents? Is it like a family business type of thing?"

"No, not really," you smiled softly. "My parents are dead. The cabin belonged to my grandfather."

"Oh- I'm sorry."

"No it's okay. They passed away in an accident when I was a kid so I don't remember them much." You spoke, watching the sea, "My grandparents raised me. Growing up I've spent a lot of time in the cabin and when my grandfather retired he handed the job to me."

"Are they alive? Your grandparents?" He asked tentatively.

You shook your head, "Grandpa passed away a couple years ago and it's been a few months since grandma did too."

"I'm sorry, you must've been lonely," Mingyu offered, his voice soft.

You shrugged, "Yeah, like I said, nothing interesting going on in my life."

Mingyu hummed noncommittally and there was a few moments of silence before he spoke again, "Was managing the cabin something you have always wanted to do?"

You were quiet for a while as you thought over the question, "No...not really. I've just kept doing the job I was handed to. I haven't really thought about what I want to do."

"Well...I think you should hire a manager in your place and maybe...I don't come to the city and make friends, see what calls for you."

"Yeah, I've thought about it. But I don't know really." You murmured.

"Well, give it some thought. I could help you find a manager. In fact, I could help promote and upgrade your cabin if you'd let me. It'll be a good investment."

You laughed softly, not taking his words too seriously. He was just a guest. He was probably just being nice.

A gust of strong wind flew by, ruining your hair as it poked into your eyes and you laughed when your eyes landed on Mingyu.

"What?"

His hair was sticking in different directions because of the wind and you shook your head with a smile as you reached to pat the hairs back into place. It happened naturally, before you could stop yourself. For a moment your eyes meet as you quickly retract your hand, face heated.

Something was definitely wrong with you.

Mingyu's gaze stayed at you for a while; you could feel his intense eyes on you and you thought maybe he didn't like you touching him. Before your thoughts ran more rampant, he spoke.

"___?"

"Y-yes?"

"Do you...Do you have a home?"

"Home?" You were confused.

"Yes, home. Not like a real house but like a... person. Someone who makes you feel at ease, someone with whom you can be yourself without judgements, someone who keeps you cozy and safe and loved...like a home."

Somewhat taken aback by his words, you fell silent but their depth hit you and you found yourself thinking about it. Do you have a home?

No. No, you don't.

You shook your head, murmuring, "No."

Mingyu nodded taking his eyes off you.

"What about you?" You asked.

"Me neither."

You smiled, "Figures. Because if you had someone you wouldn't have run here but went to them."

Mingyu smiled, a sad smile gracing his lips. It was a somewhat bitter truth, he hadn't found his home no matter how much he looked for it. Maybe that's what he was doing wrong, looking desperately.

"Let's get going. It has started to rain," Your voice dragged him out of his thoughts as he felt small drops of water fall on his face. You reached your hand out to him and he took it, standing up. As you both jogged towards Mingyu's car, your hands remained connected, no one bothering to let go.

That night you had dinner with Mingyu again but this time it was you who did the cooking. After enjoying dinner over small talk, Mingyu like the gentleman he is did the dishes as you poured some wine for the two of you.

Sitting on the small table in common space by the window, you both watched the clear sky that had appeared after the shower. You sipped your wine, watching the vast expanse of stars that blinked in the dark sky.

"I think I've to go back tomorrow," Mingyu suddenly whispered, his tone so low you almost thought you misheard him. A bolt out the blue, you looked at him.

"Tomorrow?"

"Mmhmm," he fiddled with the hem of his cardigan as he stared at the table. "I've got so many calls and messages from work. My company won't run on its on, I can be gone for only so long." He sighed.

You didn't offer any words, too shocked to know that he'd be gone tomorrow. What is this attachment you've developed towards him? Why did the thought of someone, almost a stranger going back to where he came from, where he belonged hurt you so much? You didn't know what to label your feelings but realizing that you'd probably never see him again was tugging at your heartstrings.

Should you ask him for his number and stay connected with him? Is there even a point in that? You both live miles away from each other. Or should just take his advice and follow him to the city? Would that even be a good idea? Are you just reading all this wrong?

You were so invested in your thoughts that you didn't realize Mingyu was calling you until he shook your shoulder.

"You okay, ___?"

"Huh? Yeah...it's just, the news is really sudden. I didn't... expect you'd return so soon." You mumbled.

Mingyu sighed, his shoulder dropping a little bit. "Trust me, if I could I'd stay here forever. But...I can't keep running. I need to face my parents, the sooner the better."

At a loss of what to say, you just nodded. Reaching for your drink you took a big gulp, trying to calm your nerves. It's okay, you can do this. He's just another one of your guests.

You stood up, taking the empty glass in your hand, "Well, I better leave you alone now. I'm sure you've got packing to do."

You almost turned away; until a strong hand gripped your wrist and pulled you back, making you stumble towards Mingyu's body.

"Don't. Stay for a while. I don't want you to leave." His voice was soft yet deep and it immediately broke your resolve as you set the glass down and looked into his eyes.

He didn't let go of your wrist; instead only wrapped his other hand around your waist, pulling you closer, leaving just a few inches between your faces. You didn't tell him to move neither did you make any effort to get away from him- you didn't want to. It felt good, comforting as he held you and looked at you almost like you were his whole world. His eyes had so much emotion swirling in them and you were sure yours looked the same too.

"___?" His voice was breathy and it set your heart aflame.

"Y-yes?"

"Can I...kiss you?"

You inhaled sharply as his hold on you got tighter. You couldn't process a reply, overwhelmed with emotion. So you just nodded and Mingyu leaned in, pressing his lips to yours.

It was soft at first, his lips just resting against yours, as if he was testing the waters. When you didn't resist but only pulled him closer, he started devouring you, his tongue prodding in your wet cavern. Moans espaced from you as you kept pulling at his hair almost grinding on him, desperate for more. He was the same, kissing you with so much passion and vigour like you were the last female standing.

You somehow managed to tug off his cardigan between the kiss and when you pulled apart for air, Mingyu panted, "Can we take this to the bedroom?"

His deep raspy voice spread liquid heat throughout your body and you had to stop yourself from pouncing on him.

"Yes please," you breathed. Mingyu stood up straight, his tall and built body intimidating you in the best ways possible, "Oh baby, you don't have to beg. I'll give you anything you want."

Once again your breath was trapped as he picked you up, his hand under your ass to support you. When he dropped you on his bed and took off his tee you realized you were in for a long night. In the back of your mind, you also realized that this would make it even harder to let him go.

Next morning you were the first one to wake up as the sun barely seeped through the blinds. If you had to guess it wasn't any more than six am. Mingyu's hand rested on your waist as he remained snuggled against your back. It was so comforting that you almost forgot your reality and went back to sleep, until you remembered what had happened last night. Before you could start overthinking and possibly had a breakdown right there, you ever so carefully removed his hand from your body and scrawled out of the bed, grabbing your shirt and quickly throwing it on. Then you tiptoped out of his room despite the ache between your legs and rushed straight towards yours.

Slamming the door shut, your sat down, head in your hands. You've to now prepare for saying goodbye. Right, you just need to act casual and not let him know that you might have developed feelings for him in the past week.

His words came back to you.

"Do you have a home?"

You didn't have one until now but the realization that you may have found it brought tears to your eyes.

You spent the next hours wallowing in your self pity, curled up in your bed too afraid to get out and face Mingyu. Soonyoung dropped by once, knocking at your door and asking if you want breakfast, which you declined. Time slowly ticked away and you watched as the clock struck eleven. You couldn't stay inside forever. You needed to bid Mingyu a goodbye- that is if he hadn't left already. But you were sure he didn't; he wouldn't just leave without any words.

Sighing, you gathered every last bit of your courage and stepped out of your room. Immediately you saw Mingyu coming out from the opposite end of the corridor, the carry-on he brought with him in his hand.

"Hey, where have you been?" He asked, his steps getting quicker to come and stand in front of you.

"Oh- um, I took and shower and then dozed off, sorry," you lied easily, not meeting his eyes.

There was a beat of silence as you both stood in front of each other and when your eyes finally met his, a blush spread across his face like wildfire. The air was heavy with unsaid words and you coughed, trying to get rid of the terrible awkwardness.

"So, you're leaving now?"

What a nice question.

Mingyu seemed to be lost in thoughts as he snapped back to reality and scratched the back of his head, "Oh yeah, right. It'll be a couple hours drive so the earlier I leave the better."

Nodding you motioned your hand towards the exit, "I'll see you out."

Mingyu seemed to have something to say but he pressed his lips in a thin line and started to climb down the stairs, you behind him. Soonyoung, who was standing at the entrance gave you a conspirational wiggle of his brows but said nothing as he watched you follow Mingyu out.

You observed as Mingyu loaded his bag in the trunk, peeking glances at you every other second. When he finished, you spoke, "Well...good luck. I hope you can overcome your problems."

"Thanks. It won't be easy and my dad will probably take away my shares of the company but...I'm done living like this."

You nodded, smiling softly as you crossed your arms against your chest. It suddenly felt cold.

You both gazed at each other, saying nothing even though you've so much to say, as if the silence would carry your unsaid words to him. You were torn- wanting to talk about last night but chickening out knowing it was probably just a fling, a one night stand for him.

"___..." Mingyu spoke but the words died on his tongue. Not trusting yourself to speak, you swallwed the ball of emotions and looked at him with a curious tilt of head.

"...I hope you find what you really want to do. And I hope you find your home too," he said, his words so soft and gentle. For some reason you had a feeling that those were not the words he wanted to say yet you forced a smile and nodded, "You too, Mingyu."

His eyes swirled with so my emotions but you didn't know what he was thinking. He looked pained, just like you but you were too afraid to speak your feelings, scared that you misread him.

When you spoke no more, Mingyu sighed and backstopped slowly, "Well... goodbye, then."

You managed to choke out the words, "Goodbye."

Your emotions overwhelmed you, tears stinging your eyes as you watched him enter his car. Why did it hurt so much? Why did it feel like your heart was being ripped right out of your chest?

His engine roared to life and your stomach sunk. Was this really the right thing to do? Should you just let him go like this?

You made a split second decision that moment, just as his car moved forward a little.

"Mingyu!" You called after him, immediately making him stop the car. He came out, almost in a hurry, an expectant look on his face as you ran towards him. Then you made another split second decision as you wrapped your arms around his tall frame and held tight.

"I like you, Mingyu. I really like you." You mumbled in his chest.

He didn't say anything back but you felt his arms wrapping around you tightly and you stood there in each others embrace for a while. It felt like time has stopped, the warmth and safety of his arms comforting you and making you realize how you would have regretted if you had let him go.

Mingyu pulled back to take a look at your face, his hand cupping your cheeks, his warm but intense eyes on you, shining with love and adoration.

"Say something," you whispered, still unsure.

He chuckled, a light-hearted, carefree sound that made your heart swoon. "I like you too, if it wasn't obvious after last night."

Elated, you pulled his face down and kissed his lips as you felt him grin and wrap his arms around you once again.

"I want to go with you...to the city," you murmured into his chest as he rested his chin on the top of your head.

You couldn't see it but you felt him smirk, "Good. Because I think I found my home."

Your heart couldn't become fuller as you grinned like a happy child.

"Me too."

A/N 2: If you enjoyed reading don't forget to like and reblog and let me know your thoughts!

#seventeen #seventeen fic #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fanfic #seventeen smut #seventeen au #seventeen fluff #seventeen angst #svt imagines #svt fluff #svt scenarios #svt fic #svt smut #kim mingyu #seventeen mingyu #svt mingyu #svt fake texts

512 notes · View notes