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luvwestwood · 4 months

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"Off Limits" - Gojo Satoru

4,120 words.

warnings. n*sfw (18+), tongue piercing satoru, substance use, satoru is a plug, fuckboy! satoru, oral sex (he eats your pussy OUT) , both characters 🚬 🍃, resolved sexual tension, porn with a BIT of plot, mildly dubious consent, fucking at a party, he makes you squirt

notes. this was originally posted on my ao3, which is much more longer. i've shortened it down and fixed errors I made on ao3 originally (see if you could notice what it is 😭)for tumblr so its more of an easy read! <3

banner cred. @/yunonoai on twt/ig

You had about an hour and half to get ready, before you had to make your way to the Mappa Frat House down the street. Chloe's brother, Satoru, and his friends were inviting you two to some house party they held every year building up to Halloween.

To be real, it took you A LOT of convincing for Chloe to have you come to the party with her. You were never a party person. The thought of throwing up your guts after your system has consumed all types of shit. Or the annoying guys that slap your ass from behind in hopes of getting time with you in the bedrooms upstairs.

You were the total opposite of Chloe, and honestly, you envied her. She was a social butterfly who could blend in with anyone if she needed to, and she was evidently liked by the other students of any clique out there.

Oh, and by party animal, I mean it. Dresses in every colour, length and pattern. Heels of every inch and style. She just knew what to do. Practically, if you got her to go to your party, that's how you'd know if it was a good fucking party.

Sitting in front of your desk finishing your makeup, which you were surprisingly good at, you giggle as you watch Chloe attached a lasso to her waist.

She had looked really cute in her Woody costume, and you were in fact, dressed as a sexy Buzz Lightyear. Earlier on at Ann Summers, Chloe was begging for you to match with her. You couldn’t refuse. It was a 2 for 1 sale anyway..

You smiled as she started to record a few tiktoks before hitting the road.

"I'm gonna have so much fun with this rope tonight."

"Mhm.." you let out a hum as you focus on doing your eyeliner. It was hard not to laugh at what she said, but you managed to suppress a giggle.

You lined some lashes with glue before placing them on your lash line. Your makeup was flawless tonight, and you were grateful because it had been quite some time since you've done a full glam. A bit of setting spray, and you spun your chair around to face Chloe.

It was as if she was a proud mother from what she was seeing in front of her. "Gorgeous! You look like a doll. A sexy one. Stand up really quickly, let's take a few pictures before heading out."

You stumbled a bit from the high heeled boots you were wearing, and you had to adjust the fabric your ass was practically eating as you stood up. You and Chloe took a few cute pictures before heading out to the Mappa House.

As you guys got there, it was already packed with all shit ton of people spread out on the front lawn doing all sorts of stuff.

The loud music from the inside could be heard from where you were standing. People were smoking, making out, doing keg stands.

Honestly, Chloe was right. You looked at a group of girls huddled and chatting near the door, and one caught your eye. The girl was wearing nothing but black tape on her boobs and underwear.

You nudge Chloe. “Chlo, what is she meant to be..?”

She giggled a bit before replying, “Who knows.”

You got a bit nervous as you walked on the path leading up to the main door. Spooky Halloween decorations were all over the House, and sometimes you were unable to tell what and what's not a decoration..

A man was standing just inside the door, it seemed like he was waiting for Chloe.

The guy dressed up as Johnny Cage from Mortal Kombat. You'd never seen him before, and he looked a bit intimidating.

You heard Chloe call out to the man. "Kento!" ..So that's his name. You stood behind Chloe like a loser as she gave him a hug. She pulled away and stayed pressed up against him.

He smiled, "I'm glad you came. And who's this pretty girl?"

Kento turned to you as you looked at Chloe, she held you close to her too and gave you a proper introduction. "This is my best friend and room-mate, I convinced her to come along tonight!"

You returned the smile to him, he seemed like an okay guy. "Hi, nice to meet you."

Chloe winked at you, and you smirked, knowing what it meant. You gave her the look of approval as she took her lasso and tied it around Kento, pulling him to a room somewhere in the house.

You laughed as you made your way to the kitchen, after they disappeared up the stairs. How outrageous.

It was more quiet, which you liked. Making your way to the far end of the kitchen, you opened the fridge and scanned what's inside. You decided to take a small can of Pepsi. You sighed as you turned around, closing the fridge shut with your butt.

The presence of someone behind all along startled you, leaning against the island watching you this whole time.

"Oh my fuck. Why are you creeping up on people like that?"

It was a person, assumingly a guy, his face covered with a ghostface mask. He was dressed in all black. A simple black fitted tee and jeans. He had a fake knife strapped to his belt.

The mysterious guy took off his mask, and placed it on the counter behind him. Of course, It was Satoru, Chloe's brother.

You let out a labored sigh as you leaned against the fridge, unable to move.

"I'm surprised you showed up tonight, I thought you never will."

You slowly slid to the right trying to escape him, turning your back to face Satoru as you popped the can open on the counter. "...It was a last minute decision."

"Seems like you got a costume too, huh?" Eyes sliding down your body as he finished his sentence.

Your eyes widen, realising your ass was on show to him this whole time. I'll kill this man if he thinks I'm up to no good.

You quickly turn back around to face him with the front of your body, and it didn't do you any justice as he was just met with your almost exposed chest. Party in the front, party in the back.

"I'm not complaining, you look good." he reassured you, trailing his eyes down your body from head to toe.

"..Thanks." Quickly, you took a huge sip from the can as you looked at him. This drink will only un-calm my nerves.

"I'm actually not into parties myself either." he spoke, and you almost choked on your drink.

"You? THE Satoru Gojo? I wasn't expecting that."

"No, I just like more intimate parties. Big ones like these annoy me. I don't know and don't care about 3/4 of the people who are here."

He continued, “You wanna come with? I’m going upstairs. There’s one last free room. And that’s the master room.”

Chloe was already busy, and there wasn’t really anyone else you could talk to around here. You had no choice.

”Hmm, okay. I’ll follow.”

He made sure to grab his mask from the counter, and the two of you left the kitchen.

As you made your way up the stairs, you could feel other girls eyes piercing through your back like daggers. Luckily, they couldn’t recognise you that easily.

By the time you set foot on the upstairs landing, you called out to him. "Satoru," you continued, "Who's room is this even?"

"Suguru’s, but it's cool. He won't give a fuck."

You followed behind him for a bit until you reached the master bedroom.

”Lock the door if you don’t want people coming into this room eating each other’s faces off.”

You blankly stared at him for a bit before turning back around to twist the lock. The music from downstairs turned faint and so did the chatter.

For a frat house, Suguru’s room was actually clean, you expected dirty plates and what-ever-the-fuck to litter the rest of the room, but the only exception was the clothes scattered on the ground. You watched and sat yourself down on the bed as he rummaged through the drawers for something. Is he… reaching for a..

He picked up a lighter from deep inside the drawer, taking a joint out that was untouched from the same drawer, but kept away in a tiny zip bag. Phew.

”You smoke?”

You looked at him. “What do you think?”

”I’m guessing no.” You didn't know if you were to be butthurt by his quick and certain answer, but you don't see a reason why you should be anyways. His words went a bit quiet as he concentrated on sparking the joint between his fingers.

He took a hit from the joint as soon as it was burning perfectly. “Damn, that shits good.”

”Is Suguru not gonna be pissed if he finds out you took that..?” You questioned him.

”..Who do you think sold this stuff to him?” He flashed his famous smile as he saw the priceless look on your face.

You chewed on your lip and looked at the ground. “Oh, right.. yeah.”

You forgot that Satoru was basically the one who sold 🍃 on and off the campus.

He walked over to you, and sat beside you on the edge of the bed. “You don’t wanna try?”

Satoru took another hit before blowing the smoke out on his right side, making sure it doesn’t hit your face.

“I don’t know. I’ve never done it before, plus I’m scared.” You continued, “More scared I’ll start coughing like a bitch that I’d make a fool out of myself.”

Even though the only source of light came from the bedside lamp, you could still see that his eyes were glossy, and at this point a tiny bit bloodshot. “I could teach you, here.”

He held out the joint towards you, the smell was so strong it was probably sticking to your clothes by now.

”Quick, it’s burning away for no reason.”

You held the joint between your fingers like a cigarette, and looked at him for assurance.

”No, not like that.” He took your fingers and placed it properly between your pointer and thumb. “You look like a loser if you hold it like a cigarette.”

”Okay, what now.”

”Do it, take a hit.”

You stared at it before bringing it to your lips. Satoru spoke from beside you.

”Like, almost as if you’re sucking. Make sure it really gets to here.” He points to his chest.

You slightly squint your eyes as you take a mistakingly big hit.

”Now hold it for a bit, then exhale. It’s gonna hit better.”

The joint left your lips as you held it for like two seconds, and you let out a laboured exhale.

“Good girl, see? No coughing.”

You passed it back to him and Satoru takes another hit.

”..How’d I know if it hit me?”

He smirked, “You’ll just know. Don’t worry, I got you.”

All of a sudden, it felt like everything slowed down and your face was being grabbed to the ground.

You felt a bit relaxed knowing that Satoru was beside you, and you managed to take a hit without embarrassing yourself and going all snotty.

Unwillingly, you take the joint back from his hand to take another hit.

”What happened to Ms. I don’t smoke?”

You rolled your eyes before you passed it back to him again.

Satoru smiled at your reaction before speaking again. “You wanna play a game?”

Stomach churning, and not really liking where this is going, you answered. “..like what?”

”I ask you a couple questions and you answer, then you do the same to me.”

You snickered. “Isn’t that just called ‘getting to know each other’?”

”Yeah, I just wanted to make it sound more interesting.”

“Okay, why not.”

“How about, if you refuse to answer a question you take off one piece of clothing.”

You looked at him with a , ‘nice try’ face. ”Nuh uh. Not happening. Just ask the questions.”

”Aww, it was worth a shot.”

“Start asking questions or I’ll change my mind,” you changed your position on the bed to lie down on your stomach. It was more comfortable than stiffly sitting on the edge of the bed.

”You ever had a boyfriend?”

”Once. But I was like sixteen.”

Satoru just nods. “Your turn.”

“Did getting your tongue piercing hurt?”

He turned to you and smirked, “I’m surprised you noticed it. But nahh. Not really, it was just the healing process that hurted.”

Your face slightly grew warm, “…Yeah, I noticed it yesterday.”

He just smiles, and asks his second question. “You ever gotten your pussy ate before?”

You swallowed your spit as you propped yourself up slightly. “I’m sorry, what?”

”You heard me.” He takes another hit of the joint even though it’s almost shrunken to the smallest it can be.

You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “…No.”

”…Good.” Satoru muttered, but you couldn’t really hear.

It was your turn to ask question again.

”..Why’d you want to get it pierced anyways?”

”Dunno. Why’d you think?”

Silence and tension grew between the two of you. You didn’t know if the naughty answer that crossed your mind was right or wrong.

You didn’t know if it was the temperature of the room or the shit you smoked. You avoided answering his question.

”…Y-your turn to ask the question.”

His next question came out immediately.

“..Wanna see for yourself?”

Your breath hitched as he spoke. You didn’t know what to say. And you didn’t know what he meant.

”Is that a question you’re using up or are you just saying that… as a joke..”

Satoru stood up and walked over to the dresser, placing his costume props on top. In fact, he took everything out of his pockets and placed it on the dresser.

You watched him glance at his phone for a bit, reading all the messages from his other homies before placing it down on the dresser and not replying.

A pool was forming between your legs, and you gently clamped them together while still lying down.

You’d be lying if you said you totally didn’t want to strip everything off and be naked by the time he turns back around. But you kept your composure.

Satoru turned back around, walking back to the bed. He sat on the same edge he was on a few minutes ago.

”And what if I do wanna find out,” You spoke, testing the waters.

His voice was laced with honesty. “I don’t want to push you out of your boundaries, we don’t have to do this. We can forget that this happened and my sister won’t ever know I was near you.”

A few thoughts were racing through your mind. I mean, Chloe was busy, you literally had weed in your system and you never thought you would’ve. There’s a first for everything, right?

You gently crawled over across the bed, closer to him. “…No, I do want you to show me.” Your voice trailed off quietly, you grew shy as you drew back.

He turned his head behind to face you, and was able to see the sincerity in your eyes. Not gonna lie, he was very attractive. And I was literally begging to have his head between my legs.

You came closer to him again, and found yourself placing your lips on his first. The two of you melted into each other, with the lingering sexual tension finally resolved.

The good girl act no longer existed, and time around you felt like it had stopped. This was something you needed, and you finally got it.

He was extremely gentle with his hands, and softly guided you to move back further onto the bed, placing your head down on the pillow.

You slightly squirmed as he placed his knee between your legs. He pulled away from your neck before looking at you from above, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

“Just relax doll, I’ll take care of everything.” He left you with a peck on the lips as he slowly peppered a trail of kisses down your body, going lower and lower.

Your breath hitched as he cupped both of his hands around each of your thighs, kissing your inner thigh as he looked up at you in between.

His hands were cold, and caused your nipples to harden from his touch. But the heat of your body cause him to warm up in no time. He paused for a moment. “Can I?” Satoru points to your tiny shorts before you responded with a nod. You slid them off and threw them somewhere in the room. You’ll find those later.

You watched as he used his teeth to teasingly slide your thong off your body, down your legs. You grew goosebumps from the feeling of the fabric slowly gliding down your skin.

It was painfully slow, but it made you want him even more. He knew what he was doing, and for your first time getting eaten out, it was like winning the lottery if Satoru was the one doing it.

He took them from his mouth, and placed it in the back pocket of his jeans before kissing past your inner thigh, Satoru placed a wet kiss on your throbbing clit before doing a few small licks with his tongue.

The mixture between the metal of his piercing and tongue made you shudder, causing you to whine and clamp your thighs around his head gently.

You felt Satoru's soft hands grip slightly your skin firmer, spreading your legs more apart and keeping them wide open for him. You were expecting his hands to be cold, but surprisingly your skin was met with his warm touch. He sucked on your clit gently, before lapping at it again hungrily.

Your two hands were occupied themselves, one grabbed onto his hair and the other clutched onto the sheets beside you. He only pushed his tongue deeper into you, basically gently fucking your hole with it.

Practically losing your mind from how good Satoru made you feel, you could tell he was enjoying every single noise and reaction you made. You felt the way he smiled against your dripping cunt as he cycled from sucking to licking.

”…Don’t.. stop..” you continued, in short breaths. “…Please”

He hummed gently with his eyes closed, his lips glossed with his spit and the juices from your pussy, and the sound of someone’s phone ringing echoed in your ears, releasing you from your trance.

You looked down at him annoyed as he hauled his head up from your legs. “Not my phone, mines silent on the dresser.”

You turned to the far end of the bed to your left and saw your phone screen was flashing. Reaching for it, you saw Chloe was the one calling.

Turning the phone screen for Satoru to see, he squinted his eyes a bit to read who the caller was. “You can answer,”

Before answering the call you laughed a bit, as you saw how ridiculous you made him look after grabbing his hair.

”Chloe?” You watched Satoru as he tried to listen in on the conversation.

He whispered, “Put it on speaker.”

You nodded, and Chloe could be heard on the other line speaking.

”Hey girl, just checking on you. You okay?” You heard her and Kento giggle as she tried to speak over the phone. But it was a bit louder around her, so that means they were with a bunch of other people now.

”Yeah, I’m…” Your eyes widen and flutter as felt as Satoru placed his head back down between your thighs, slowly and slightly lapping at your clit again with the cold metal orb on his tongue causing you to throb again.

You felt as he carelessly swirled his tongue around like there’s no tomorrow, but this time he let one of your legs go and thrusted a finger in and out of your hole, emitting a squelching noise as he continuously sucked, stimulating you like crazy.

The pleasure overwhelmed you, and you had to bite down on your bottom lip to suppress a moan.

”Heyyy, you there?”

You were unable to answer as your own words became nothing but breathy as you try to form a sentence.

”…Y-Yeah, everything’s fine. I’m in the…b-bathroom.” You felt his lips curl into a smirk against your inner thigh for a second time as he heard your little lie over the phone.

You furrow your brows, making an “O” shape with your mouth.

Your hand holding the phone fell flat onto the bed, and by now you were no longer listening to whatever Chloe was saying on the other side of the line. Your mind was clouded, and the knot in your stomach tightened as you felt an orgasm approaching.

Lucky for you, Chloe ended the call less than ten seconds ago as it seems like she was busy with something else. Hopefully Kento.

He felt the way you quivered even more than last time, and held one of your legs over his left shoulder as he thrusted another finger in, still lapping and sucking at your dripping cunt as your breathing quickened, becoming irregular.

”Cum all over my face,” He murmured against your warm lips, and that did it for you. You liked the way he was gentle with his hands, slowly using one to rub your thigh on his left shoulder. He was deep in there, and he ate your pussy like it was a five course meal.

You watched as him as you rode out your orgasm, your head falling back against the pillow. Your mind was all over the place as you endlessly squirted all over his fingers that curled inside of you to aid your high, and felt as you slightly pushed your body more towards him.

“S-shit..” Was all you could say. You saw the way the piercing was exposed for a split second as he stuck his tongue out, the juices from your release dripping all over his mouth.

As he gently pulled away from between your legs, a ‘pop’ noise was heard after he gave your clit one last suck.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the way his face was soaking wet. Luckily it didn’t go past his above nose. Or he’d be partially blind for the rest of the night.

The neck of his shirt managed to be slightly soaked with splatters from your juices. But he didn’t care.

“..You got a little something on your face..” You say, pointing to your mouth with your finger to tell him where it was.

He smiled, and you watched as he used his tongue to wipe the corners of his mouth, but took a random towel hanging off the door to wipe the rest off his cheek.

“Damn, Suguru’s gonna be pissed when he sees how soaked his sheets are.” Satoru laughed as he looked at you still with your legs spread out, trying to recover.

No can do, the towel that was previously used by Satoru was passed to you after.

The wet circle underneath you had expanded from soaking into the sheets for too long. Satoru grabs your shorts that landed just in front of the door and tossed them back to you, but as he walked away a knock could be heard.

It was Suguru, of course it was. “Yo, whoever’s in there is cheeky enough to lock my own damn door!”

You quickly slid on your shorts as you turned to the body mirror beside you, combing your hair with your fingers.

Honestly, you were a bit upset that your fun was cut short. But you couldn’t stay for too long or eventually someone would break the door down.

“Man shut the hell up, it’s me, Satoru. I’m in here.” He responded. You watched him in the mirror as he slowly came up behind you, turning you around and gave you a sweet peck on the lips. Making sure you knew he didn’t just want to leave you hanging like that. That you weren’t just a toy to him.

The two of you walked to the door, twisting the lock to it. “Here, you go out first. I’m right behind you.”

You nod as you left the room, and shyly smiled at Suguru on your way out who was dumbfounded, followed by Satoru behind you.

And of course, Suguru couldn’t help but notice your pink thong that was still hanging off Satoru’s back pocket.

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cottonconnielvr · 9 months

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❥MONDAY — c. springer

seven days a week.

PAIRINGS ✩ — plug!connie x fem!black!reader

WARNINGS ✩ — both are under influence, spitting, usage of 🍃, hair pulling if you squint, fuck idk i suck at warnings just smut at the end leave me alone i can’t deal rn + i’ll come back to edit

CONNIE has been unfocused more than usual. He has high energy usually and is bouncing from task to task but today, he can’t seem to grasp reality.

“Bro is you good?” Onyankopon says in between a laugh. He had been calling Connie’s name for about a minute. Connie looked up from the counter, multiple packs of weed sitting on the counter. Ony was looking back from his spot on the cream colored couch, his dark green tracksuit making him stand out.

“…Yeah” Connie nodded his head at him, continuing to place weed on a scale. “Yeah ight…i’ve been calling your name” Ony walks around to the kitchen island. “Well I didn’t hear you” Connie snaps back at him.

Ony smacks his teeth, bucking at Connie. “Yo sassy ass be around Sasha too much”. Connie shook his head. “You remember that one drop we did at Marco’s yesterday….” Connie suddenly brings up.

Ony looks up, thinking back to the previous day. The party was big, he gave a couple college girls a 3.5 then left by himself. “Yeah…why?” Ony asked in confusion, now wondering if something happened to make him bring it up. Ony and Connie were like brothers, they had committed to this game together. They protected each other all the time.

“Do you remember seeing Sasha with a girl wearing pink beside her?” Connie specifies, thinking back to his first time spotting you.

“Yeah you talking about Y/N?” Connie nods his head, Y/N

“What about her?”

“Nothing, jus asking” Connie lies to Ony. There was something. Connie’s mind had been suffocated by the thought of you. He remembers how you smiled at everyone Sasha introduced you to. He also remembered how you looked up into his eyes, yours red and low.

He told you his name and you told him his– atleast he thought you did. The music was playing so loud he didn’t hear you. But that was the last thing he was worried about, he was focused on the way you were staring him down.

Since he woke up this morning he’s been thinking about the mystery girl who sucked the soul out of him. The mystery girl who’s pussy was the wettest and warmest he’s ever been in.

He cried everytime he came that night, that’s never happened before. He hoped you didn’t notice, not wanting to creep you out. He also wondered if you enjoyed it as much as he did, and if you were thinking about this particular hookup all day as well.

He’s never felt anything like you before. You had to be a crystal bitch or somethingggg like pussy putting spells onna nigga🫃🫃

He just hopes he can meet you again, for a proper introduction.

❥

You sip on your Starbucks Frappuccino, two small Tiffany and Co. bags in your other hand. You were walking down a shopping outlet, deciding to spend your free time shopping. For the past couple of days, you’ve been straight partying. The most recent one was a bit memorable though. You were pretty cross faded and had some of the best sex in your life. You couldn’t exactly remember who it was with though. He was wearing light blue and white, you can accurately remember. Tattoos all over and he smelled amazing. But his name?…..can’t exactly remember that one. You just brushed it off though, maybe he’ll come around again but you weren’t worried.

Your phone started to vibrate in your back pocket. You grabbed it before reading the contact name, ‘Sash🫶🏾🤍’

You pressed the green icon, Sasha’s face appearing on the screen. “You gotta come to this kickback” She says before you can speak.

“Girlll, i’ve been out for days. I think I still have a hangover” You whined, looking up at the Coach sign before walking in. “Well it’s not like an actual kickback. Jean is just throwing a get together,” You sighed, looking down at Sasha as she was munching on some chips. “Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! It’s gonna be like fifty people max” She pleaded, bringing her face super close to the camera.

“Okay fineee,” You groan, sipping the last of your Frappuccino. “What’s the dress code?”

“Mmmm… sexy casual” Sasha nodded her head. “Kk, I’m gonna finish up shopping babe. Send me the addy” You said your goodbyes before hanging up.

❥

Connie laid back on Jean’s couch manspreading. He had a blunt in one hand, the other resting on the couch. He had no tasks for the rest of the day and decided on stopping by Jean’s, a mutual friend.

His eyes were already red and low, he could start to feel his munchies kick in. He smoked the last of the roach before putting it out. There’s a good amount of people here. Maybe about 30 or 40.

Some people smoking hookah in the corner, some outside just chatting. The vibe was calmer than what the house parties he usually attends are.

“Ay Con!” Connie looks back from his spot on the couch. “Come take a shot!” Eren called him over,holding up a shot glass. Connie wasn’t much of a drinker but did every once in a while. It simply wasn’t for him. Standing up and walking over to the island, he hears a familiar voice speaking from the door.

“Wowwww shots without us?!” Sasha walks over from the door, you trailing behind her. Connie can feel his heartbeat pick up. It’s you. Your now standing infront of him, looking 10x more stunning.

“Y’all remember Y/N” Sasha gestured to you while snatching the bottle from Eren.

“Hey” You flashed a smile that made Connie jr harden just a bit. Your eyes wandered around the room. Not too many people, but enough for you to have to raise your voice a little if you’re trying to have a conversation.

Your eyes stopped on a pair that were only staring right back at you. You could feel your breath hitch. Holy shit no way

❥

The night has been filled with pure tension. Sexual tension at that. You’ve come to find out that ,mystery boy with a huge dick, name is actually Connie. The entire night he’s had his eyes on you, both of you keeping eye contact. A part of you kept wanting to look back from your spot on the couch. You’d only immediately find his eyes. It was as if you were silently conversing. You both wanted more of eachother, but how do you approach your “one” night stand asking for just another round.

“Imma go get a refill” You say to Jean, passing him the hookah. He nodded before continuing to converse with Sasha.

You walked into the kitchen, holding your red cup in one hand. Much to your surprise, Connie was the only one in the kitchen. He was sitting on the counter, his head down and all his attention focused on the blunt he was currently rolling.

You walk over to where all the bottles were, Connie’s head immediately lifting as he gets a whiff of sweet perfume. You smile to yourself when you feel his stare on you. You pour a little hennessy in your cup before turning around.

Connie’s looking at you with his eyes low and redder than before. You keep eye contact with him as you sip from your cup. Your gloss staining your cup.

Connie watches you closely, focusing on every single detail about you. He’s wondering what makes you so different from any other girl he’s been with.

“Why aren’t you with everyone else?” You decide to speak first, breaking the ice. Connie can feel his dick twitch at the sound of your voice, a slight rasp from the burning of the alcohol.

Your thighs clench together as you watch Connie lick his lips. “Shit…..guess I was waiting for you to come to me.” His voice coming out low and deep.

The tension in the kitchen is so high right now, even Ony who’s sitting on the couch can feel it.

A lazy smile breaks out on your face, Connie’s too as he licks the blunt. His eyes never look away from yours, dragging his tongue across the wood. You can even see his tongue piercing that was deep in your pus-

“Mhmm, well i’m here now so…” You trail off, walking a bit closer to him. You can smell his cologne from where you stand. Your intoxication was making this no better for you, as well as the PartyNextDoor that’s playing in the background.

You watch as Connie lights his blunt. He brings it to his lips before puffing twice, just to make sure it’s lit. He sucks in a breath before blowing the smoke out. He reaches his hands out, holding out the blunt to you.

You hesitate before moving closer, taking it from him. You reach for a napkin to wipe your lipgloss off but Connie only grabs your wrist. “You don’t have too, i’m okay with it”

“Oh…okay” You bring the blunt up to your lips, the smoke immediately making you cough. “God damn, strong ass…” You can’t finish your sentence through a fit of coughs. Connie lightly laughs as he reaches to grab an unopened water bottle on the counter.

You could already feel like you were baked off of just one hit, your eyes looking a little sleepy. “I’m already high what the fuck…” You blinked up at Connie.

“I guess i’m just used to it” He hits it again. “You’re literally smoking the devils lettuce. That shit came straight from hell” You take a gulp of water.

Connie could tell you were a lot less tense. For some reason you trusted him like a lot… even though you’ve never had a full conversation with him.

“I enjoyed last night a lot” You lean against the counter, head tilting. You know that you’re being bold all of a sudden but fuck, this man was too fine.

Behind his faux chill demeanor, Connie was freaking out. He wanted to feel you again. He never wanted you to stop talking and he could look at you for hours.

“Yeah, me too” He’s fighting his anxiety, trying not to seem to excited to be talking to you. He was praying, even crossing his toes that he would be able to get another look at your naked body.

You bit on your lower lip, contemplating on whether or not you should keep making the moves.

“I’m gonna…go to the bathroom” You trail off, not giving Connie another word before walking off with your cup.

Connie almost jumps off the counter, fighting the urge to throw his rolling tray to the side and follow you right to the bathroom. He wanted you to keep talking to him. Connie watched you walk up the stairs, he couldn’t miss this opportunity.

❥

“Fuck, talk to me mama” Connie breathes into your ear, your hair roughly tangled around his fist. You can feel him in your stomach, punching your cervix over and over.

“Ah-mmph..I can’t” Your hands hold onto the sink, grasping it harder than you can grasp reality.

Connie feels a bit bad that he wishes he didn’t have on a condom right now, wanting to feel you raw.

“Yes you can, you are now —fuck— aren’t ya?” Connie taunts you, his hand reaching down to rub your clit. “I don’t want p-people to hear” Your head rests on Connie’s shoulder.

“Why not? Don’t want anyone to know how much of a slut you are?” Your eyebrows furrow, you were pretty sure you saw tears falling down Connie’s eyes the first time you hooked up. You clenched around him purposely, earning a whine from him.

“Oh i’m a slut?” You lifted your head back up to look at him in the mirror. You used Connie’s vulnerable state to push him off of you, giving him no time to be confused before you drop to your knees.

“What the– fuck” Connie groans out. You watch as this grown man literally slaps his hand over his mouth. Your tongue runs up his cock, licking up all your wetness. You rise up, peeling Connie’s hand off of his mouth. He watched you intently. You squished his cheeks together before spitting your wetness in his mouth.

A part of you feels really really slutty. No man has really made you feel like this. Yeah sure you wanted him but you wanted him to chase after you, not the other way around.

You watch Connie swallow with no hesitation. “You’re cool and all Connie, but I don’t even know you. It’ll take a little more than a blunt.” You watch Connie’s mouth open agape.

He was very very confused. He thought you wanted him just as bad as he wanted you. You let him eat you out before letting him put his dick inside you. Then you suddenly stop him? What the fuck-

“Just letting you know, i’m a bit expensive” You fix your clothes and hair in the mirror.

“Bye Connie” You sweetly say, before exiting the bathroom, leaving Connie with a rock hard erection.

“Fuck i’m too high for this” Connie face palms himself. No way he just let a girl edge him.

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leonsbimbogf · 4 days

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I adore you, I swear.

🍃! Plug! Miguel O'Hara x reader !🍃

A/n: I got an ask about a plug Miguel x reader but my laptop crashed and I lost the ask. I'm so sorry stinky butt but here it is 🤞🙁, but dw this is only part one the next part is smut🙏. btw credits to JesGreenEight on Deviant art for the banner! ngl it might be short.

cw: miggy fw's u heavily 😼, reader's kinda like shy when they around him, weed, a cheesy porn plot boo me all y'all want!!

You needed to get some weed from none other than your dealer Miguel O'Hara. There was no problem having a favorite client but you were different. With your timid voice and shy actions, you had him swooning. Lately having alone time has been pretty tough on you and you needed a release, the sad thing was, you didn't have any money. You thought to yourself,

“how can I even buy weed if I barely have any money”

you pick up your phone and you start to text your dealer.

Y/n: hii do you still have any left? :((

He immediately texts back. Before you can even close your phone. He was into you but can you even realize that he wants you? His favorite client.

Secret Spidey: So needy for weed? Come to the same spot. I’ll be there in 20.

You rushed to change. Even if you were in a hurry you didn’t wanna look bad at least. You quickly noticed what was the point. It’ll be quick. you put on a jacket as you walk out of your apartment. You walk to your destination, the back of an abandoned corner store. Usually, you two would meet in his car but since it’s under repair he used his motorcycle to meet you. He doesn’t treat you like other clients, He even offers to smoke in his car with you. If you were some other client he would’ve given you only just weed and a cold glare with it. As he walks up to you you both realize how he was much taller than you and most definitely towering over you.

“Hey, Miguel..”

you say with a bit of a grin.

“Oh bunny, what's up, you told me you needed some right?

“Bunny? Where in the hell did this nickname come from?” Your thoughts cloud your head as you think about all of this, how close he was to you, the cute nicknames, how his eyes practically show hearts in them when they look at you.

he puts his hand on your back and smiles as he does you start shaking slightly from a cold breeze hitting the back of your neck. you were gonna ask a stupid question and you knew he would get a bit pissy.

“Miguel.. uhm..I was wondering if you can give me..some for free..you don’t have to it's just-“ you say ranting, hoping for him to at least hear you out on why you want the free deal. He cuts you off with a sudden deep sigh. He looks you in your eyes and in reaction, you put your head down immediately.

“Aren’t you just the cutest huh?” He says with a faint chuckle before disappearing. Before you can even get a single word in, you open your mouth and something comes out but yet again he cuts you off.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head yea? I’ll get you some weed, I just need you to do something for me..” your eyes light up with interest then he smiles at your eagerness. He always had eyes for you and you were just his type.

“Okay I can help but how so?” you asked biting your lip. you pray that he would say something back that you would like. It sounded like a cheesy porno but honestly, he was attractive and so were you. You have known this man for years so what’s the harm in that? you guys are just two people wanting to have a release and maybe more. Who knows?

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chrollohearttags · 2 years

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When I Pull Up • Connie Springer

wc: 4.0k

author’s note: plug!connie (and the aot men in general) has been rent free in my frontal lobe for a while and I had to do it, even though a bitch don’t smoke. it’s just sum bout this hc.

cw: drug use/weed, car sex, constance getting a lil possessive over his fav buyer like ugh, choking, fingering and pussy play, breeding, squirting

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"Ugh, I wish he'd hurry his ass up."

a very irritable and impatient (y/n) muttered from the comfort of your soft bed as you glared up at the ceiling of your room.

your iPhone lying flat against your ample chest as your folded arms cradled it.

it was currently eleven p.m and time was passing just as quickly as your will to wait was.

frequently lifting the device from your torso to check for any signs of a notification...

hoping the sought after text you had been waiting on would pop up.

you were listening to music, red LED lights strewn across the ceiling and the rest completely dark.

honestly, you had been bored out of your mind when out of the blue, your plug hit you up asking to chill. He said he'd smoke you out and you didn't pass up the offer.

truth was, he was fine as fuck, an absolute sweetheart to you and always have a little extra so you loved being around him.

finally, your phone illuminated and the name you wanted to see most appeared on your screen.

Connie 🍃🥺

I'm outside

instantly, you perked up and shot out of bed. Making sure you were decent, you'd go over to take a glance in the mirror.

long, jet black bundles hung down your back, a strapless neon green dress wrapping your frame and gloss covering your plump lips, you were set to go.

it was late and your roommates were either out in the streets or sleeping peacefully. Regardless, you'd creep through the dark living room and out the front door.

parked on the curb was an all black Charger; chrome rims and tinted windows on the exterior.

walking the short distance from the steps to the passenger side, you'd fling it open and be greeted by faint traces of smoke and cologne, along with that handsome face you had been waiting to see.

"Aye, gorgeous.

"Hey, Connie!"

from the moment you sat down, you felt pangs in your stomach and your body burning up.

dressed in a black muscle shirt, grey sweats, tattoos all down his arms, stud diamonds in his ears, gold watch on his wrist and gold slugs on his bottom row of teeth, Connie greeted you with a hug and nearly made your heart explode.

he looks so fucking good! And that voice, oh my God! Why is doing this to me? This man is trying to turn me into a slut so bad.

it was all you could think to yourself; so spaced out that you didn't even hear him talking to you.

"(Y/N)!"

his smooth voice snapped you out of your trance and you'd whip your head around towards him.

"Oh! Sorry.."

"You good, mama. Was just asking how you been. I missed you..ain't seen you in 'bout a week."

every time he spoke, you felt yourself melting into the bright red leather seats. He was so damn sexy, it didn't make sense!

brushing your hand across your arm, you'd glance down at the floorboards as you nervously answered.

"Yeah, just been busy. Staying out the way, you know how it is."

all the while, his eyes were glaring you up and down before he reaching down to grab something from the glove compartment.

"I feel you though. Well I'm glad you came to chill with me tonight. 'Preciate it."

"Of course, I'm glad you invited me."

in his hand, he held some papers, and a lighter, taking them out to start your session. Music was thumping quietly from the speakers and the hum of the engine were the only things you heard.

you didn't even want to move around him because he made you so flustered.

taking out the buds, he'd break them down as he spread the crumbs across the papers. The green flakes filled the brown sheet until it couldn't fit another ounce.

you'd watch his perfectly manicured fingertips move delicately across it; he was a natural.

even when doing the simplest task, he managed to turn you on. He'd run his tongue across the crease and you had to squeeze your thighs together!

flicking it around so casually..made you wish it were you..

suddenly, you were broken out of your trance by him calling your name.

"Here, you go first, beautiful." taking the blunt and letting you place it between your lips, he'd grasp the lighter to ignite it.

you'd take a drag, letting the smoke fill your lungs before exhaling and releasing a cloud. He was mesmerized, watching you closely.

eventually, the two of you went back and forth, passing and taking hits until nearly half it had disintegrated.

by that time, smoke cloud had filled the car and your lungs.

your heads lie dormant on the cushioned rests as your seats reclined back and you'd just glare up at the ceiling in your euphoric haze.

he always had the best shit and it didn't take long for you to get high.

during the smoke session, you'd tell him about everything that had been happening in your life: from school to your new job, even how you had started your new fitness journey.

that's what he always admired about you..how goal oriented and smart you were.

it was so attractive and if he wasn't out here, doing all of this shit, he would've been tried to cuff you..even so, it didn't stop him from wanting you in the slightest.

especially now; looking so cute slouched down in the seat, eyes glazed over but still just as beautiful.

"Y'know I'm always proud of you, (y/n)..always making shit happen, never depending on nobody for anything. I like that."

his head was turned, glaring you up and down with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.

he couldn't even hide it anymore. You had his attention in more ways than one and he was hoping you'd felt the same.

he couldn't stop staring because you looked so damn beautiful sitting next to him.

but he wouldn't have to worry in the slightest because you wanted him so badly, even if it was just one night. He couldn't be your man but you'd take him right here if that's what he wanted.

"Yeah? For real?"

scooting over in his seat, Connie leaned over the console and brushed his fingers across your temple and down your shoulder blade.

"Hell yeah..smart and you fine as fuck? I know these dudes stay pressing you, huh?"

honestly, you didn't pay them any mind! None of them really caught your attention quite like Connie and you weren't concerned with what they thought.

shrugging your shoulders, you'd just laugh it off and stare up at him.

"I mean..sometimes but I ain't thinking about them. Got more important shit to worry about."

all the while, you'd hadn't take your eyes of each other.

right now, you wanted to feel his lips..his hands rubbing up the curvature of your body..and that's exactly what would happen when he leaned further and got only inches from your face.

"Mmm..well lemme help you relax for a lil' bit, take your mind off all that shit.."

his voice had dropped to a low growl as he began to brush against your soft lips. You weren't even trying to stop him, instead you'd bring your hand to the back of his neck and pull him closer.

"Really? How?"

"I ain't much for talking, but I can show you.."

nothing else needed to be said because before he could get the rest of his words out, you'd begin kissing gently.

getting acquainted with the taste of each other's tongues. Swirling them around, smacking your lips together in slow, sensual pecks.

your hand resting on the cusp of his jawline while slowly curled the side of your throat.

your voices meeting in low hums and moans as you'd continue to make out. This was all you had been hoping for and with the feeling of the weed pumping through your veins, who knows where things would go.

"..I need you so bad."

and he'd show you just how irresistible you were when he'd bring his own to your neck and begin suckling on the tender part of it.

your fingertips caressing the back of his shaved head as his tongue piercing rolled off of your jugular vein, making your legs tremble.

(Y/N) could feel a throb between your legs and you'd try to squeeze them close but he wasn't having it.

"Nah, go ahead and open them legs for me, baby..it's alright.."

whispering with a low tone to his voice that made you even wetter.

you were already whimpering in his ear but when he brought that free hand up to your thighs and parted them, you'd release a sharp gasp.

"Shit!.."

chest rising and falling between heavy breaths as you held him close. All he could do was laugh because he hadn't even gotten started yet!

even though you had just been smoking, you were practically salivating at the way he handled you so carefully. He was like a completely different person right now..

finally, he'd reach that spot you had been longing for him to touch and he'd be greeted by wet warmth on his fingertips.

that made him grunt and suck his teeth.

"All this from a lil' kissing, just for me?.."

nodding your head as you chewed your lip, waiting for him to do as he pleased. That definitely put a smile on his face so he didn't keep you waiting any longer.

with the bezel of his watch shining underneath the dim lights, he'd bring his hand to your mouth and stick those two fingers inside.

as you'd gently run them across your tongue, big round eyes glaring so innocently..he'd prompt you to lift your legs in the seat so he could get a better view.

that beautifully shaven mound, dark and glistening with slick, spread open to a bright pink like a delicate flower.

right then and there, you could see a tent forming in the center of his pants and see him mumbling under his breath.

"Tell me something..how long you been waiting for us to do this?"

removing the digits so that you could answer him.

"Since we met..shit." garnering him a very honest response and he wasn't surprised.

he too felt the same way. So there was no need for either of you to hold back. Bringing his dampened fingers down to your warmth yet again, he'd began stroking your clit before slipping them inside.

"I'm glad to hear that..because I been wanting to fuck you for a minute now."

your mouth suddenly fell agape and your head fell back against the door as he explored your insides with those digits.

the sounds of your squishing flesh driving him absolutely crazy with lust but he held it together for now.

he hadn't shifted his gaze once and yet, you were crying out, squeezing your eyes shut as you rocked against his fingers.

your knees pressed into your chest and your back against the door handle.

"..so you gon' let me have it? Can I make this pussy mine?.."

there was no doubt or question about it!

"Y-yes! Take it.." with that notion, he'd shove them deeper until it reached the sensitive pad of flesh that made you tick.

squirming in the seat, he'd wrap that ink covered hand around your throat and choke you as he fingered that leaking hole.

it had begun to stain his fingers with a sheath of milky white but he wouldn't stop until you made a mess of the entire front seat.

moaning and whimpering, you'd beg him for more, knowing you were close to a climax.

"Connieeee! I'm gonna come..please."

but he couldn't allow it just yet. You'd peak down at his pants and notice that his bulge was barely able to be contained.

if you were going to release, you'd have to do it with him inside of you. Withdrawing his fingers yet again, he'd rub your thighs momentarily to soothe your trembling legs.

"Get in the backseat, baby..on your back, right now."

he had to feel that for himself now!

so you'd do as he instructed and crawl to the open seats. Luckily, it was fairly spacious enough for the two of you to move around and he was about to take advantage.

climbing in behind you, Connie pinned your legs against the passenger door and tugged your dress down to your stomach.

he couldn't help but to be fixated on your breasts as they popped out of the thin material..

the cool air of his AC hitting your nipples and stiffening them up.

bending his six foot frame down to hover over (y/n), he'd bring his tongue across the buds and suckle on both of them.

"..You gotta hurry up and fuck me. I can't take it."

it wasn't exactly the most savory thing to say but it was the truth. You had to feel him right now or you were going to explode.

that throbbing heat was begging for something to puncture it.

laughing before leaving one last kiss on your right breast, he'd lean up and shuffle his sweats down his waist.

you could tell just by the print that he had a lot to work with and he planned to show you just what he could do.

when he pulled it out and laid it across the lower half of your stomach, you'd let out a gasp without realizing. Could you really even take all of that?!

"Don't worry, mama..I'm not gon' hurt you. Just relax and keep your legs pinned back for me."

he sounded and looked so focus. Maybe you weren't the only one struggling to handle this but the second you felt his tip grazing your clit, you'd start whimpering and pouting.

it was too sensitive from the teasing to stay idle.

"Can I put it in now, baby? You gonna take it for me?"

"Yes! Whatever you want.."

"That's my girl.."

he had to admit, it was cute seeing you plead and cry out like that but he wasn't one for making a lady wait so slowly, he'd push himself into your aching heat.

right then and there, he nearly lost composure but he held himself together to buck his hips forward.

his body was a little contorted but he was going to make it work and make love to you no matter what.

"Nah and you was holding this shit from me all this time? Goddamn.."

never in his life had he felt pussy like this! That grip you had on his fingers was nothing compared to the way you were clamping his dick right now.

he'd gradually gain his pace and eventually, the two of you were moving in rhythm.

for now, he'd feed you slow strokes so he didn't bust too quickly but you were nutting all over him..making a creamy mess everywhere.

"You could've been gotten this pussy, all you had to do was ask for it.."

smiles were wide on both of your faces as your frames swayed back and forth, connecting as one and as if you belonged to each other.

"You're too good to me, baby. Well..now that I got it, I'm 'bout to fuck the shit out of you. Hope that's alright."

he was so cocky yet done it in the most charming way..one that made you throb against his shaft yet again. By now, he had sped up and gotten a little more fitted to your walls.

each thrust coaxing out more of that warm, silky fluid that he loved so much..

"You're stretching me out..oh my God, yes." crying out in pure pleasure when you felt him go deeper.

"Here, take my hands, sweetheart. Let me know if it's too much for you, okay?"

he was probably the biggest and undeniably the best dick you had ever had!

but you had him feeling equally as amazing and by now, he had reached pretty deep strokes. Your tits were bouncing, legs shaking and mouth agape.

"Ahh!—you look so pretty, (y/n)..letting me drill your shit like this. I'm so proud of you..taking my dick so good."

with your fingers intertwined, he'd lean down and slide his tongue into your mouth, letting them twirl as well. Subtle moans humming through your pressed lips.

"And you're so fucking tight..but look at how quick you opened up for me..oh shit."

being doted on like this was causing butterflies to swell in your stomach and your cheeks to burn. Especially when his voice was ascending to a high pitch.

he wasn't ashamed to admit that you had him weak though.

soon, those laced hands creeped up to his shoulder blades to claw into his back.

he was pounding your sensitive pussy, going deeper and you didn't know how much longer you'd be able to withstand it.

that pressure was swelling and growing harder to contain by the second.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck...I'm gonna come, daddy! I can't hold it anymore, please!"

faint tears were streaming down your puffy cheeks from the restraint of being edged like that and you'd make one hell of a mess.

you tended to wet things up and quite a lot when you climaxed!

but all that did was make him more excited and rather than stop you, he'd press his thumb pad to your clit and stroke it while glaring into your eyes.

"So do it..the fuck you waiting on, mama? Get your nut, go ahead."

encouraging you to release. He could still feel you squeezing him pretty tight though. So he'd lean down and kiss your forehead with a smile to soothe you.

"If it's these seats you're worried about, don't. Squirt on this dick and you ain't ever got to worry about paying for my shit ever again, baby. Hell, I'll buy you whatever you want."

he'd keep feeding you long strokes and tracing circles on your clit until he felt wetness all over his shaft and watched you splatter his leather interior.

droplets of sticky rain all over those red cushion and it was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.

"Fuuuck! Connieee!"

"Let it out, I know! Look at all that cum!"

crying out and calling his name as you granted his wish.

needless to say, he was in awe of your little display.

"Yeah! That's it, baby..that's my good fucking girl, yesss!"

coaxing out all that he could until you were shaking and reeling from that pent up orgasm. Leaning down to kiss you, he'd first scoop some of your juices onto his tongue before spitting them into your mouth.

it would appear that you had turned him into a deviant..completely unhinged and crazy for you!

but now it was his chance to return the favor and fill you full of his cum.

"You're not getting rid of me now, you know that, right? You my girl now.."

whether he was serious or not, you knew you couldn't be done with him that quickly and he felt the same so he'd plop down onto the seat and pat his thigh.

"Is that right?" questioning as you readjusted to climb atop his lap and onto that still hard erect.

it was touching his bellybutton when he sat up like this and it had to be eight inches at least. You could get used to having dick like that in your life!

slowly, you'd get adjusted and impaled yourself on it.

"Hell yeah, so tell the rest of them motherfuckers to fall back unless they' tryna die 'bout this shit."

and you knew then that he was serious. You were definitely about to have a time on your hands but right now, you were only focused on riding him.

little did you know, you were about to put your claim on him too!

"Well you ain't got that to worry about, daddy..it's all yours."

you'd gently stroke his cheek as you got into position and pecked him once more.

you'd slowly ease yourself up and down while looking back and arching for his viewing pleasure. The grip you had on him made Connie toss his head back and just admire your work.

his voice was cracking and his fingertips were clawing into your bare hips.

it sounded so sexy hearing him moan and cry out for you.

"Aw damn, baby. You riding the fuck out of this dick..I love it. All this ass bouncing on my shit.."

meanwhile, you were winding your waist and bouncing up and down on his cock as if it were nothing.

you were just focusing on making him come this time around, wanting to feel that warmth inside of your womb.

"You like that? It feel good for you?" you'd ask as you glared at him with lustful eyes.

a rhetorical question for sure because his toes were curling inside of those Jordans and those moans were growing louder.

no one would ever guess you had a drug dealer crying like this! But he was egregiously desperate for you to keep it up.

"Yes! You're fucking me so good, (y/n). I'm all yours now.."

he was losing it by the second and when you decided to balance on your tip toes, hands pressed to the ceiling, he damn near flatlined right there!

"So come in me..come in this fucking pussy, daddy."

begging for him to release, you'd speed up and take him to the hilt as you coated him in more of those warm secretions.

he was trying to hold out but there was no need to because seconds later, you felt his hands clutching your frame and you were being impaled.

"Hold still! I got it.."

the pure helplessness in his voice was such a turn on but you were about yo get exactly what you were hoping for.

frozen, you'd stay in that position as he began thrusting upward and filling your tummy with his large member.

you'd sound off, trading moans and please, cursing as the intensity became too much to bare.

as he pounded your swollen cunt, you'd rub your clit yet again until you heard his voice fade off into a faint moan.

"Oh God—I'm coming..Imma nut—"

before the words could even finish making it out, he'd make his finish inside of you and pour every ounce into you.

and it wasn't just a little droplet..he dumped every ounce of that pent up cream into your womb, just as you asked.

and when he climaxed, his whimpers were absolutely adorable. You had never seen him so vulnerable before in your life.

finally, he'd collapse against the seat and as his chest rose and fell, he'd pull you back against him.

"C'mere.."

held tightly in his arms, he'd proceed to make out with you one last time and it was undoubtedly, the best night you had ever had.

"You my girl..my baby now so don't you ever forget that. You hear me?" Nodding as he spoke with such conviction even if he were out of breath.

you couldn't get over how cute he was like this.

the way he stared at you, it was more like love rather than lust.

"All yours. For sure." tracing tiny circles in his chest to quell his harsh breathing.

needless to say, your plug was about to be supplying a little more than weed from now!

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gabessquishytum · 9 months

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Thinking about the au where the Endless siblings all dom Hob professionally for their studio. I love sub Hob so much but when I see a wet cat control freak...

For the cameras Hob is such a good sub for everyone, including Dream, and Dream loves coming up with ways to dom Hob.

However, in the privacy of their own home, Dream loves to let go and let Hob take charge. He always kept a tight grip on everything and the day he found out that letting Hob take care of things was not frightening but instead comforting and liberating, it was a religious experience.

After a long day of co-running a studio he gets to go home and sit on a cushion on the floor in front of Hob and be a good boy who gets praised for letting Hob take care of him.

-🍃

I am also INCREDIBLY obsessed with the Endless (+ the Corinthian) porn studio concept. And I think yeah!!! Realistically getting dommed by 8 people, 24/7, could be a bit of a strain for Hob. Getting to do a little domination at home is the perfect remedy.

Your description here also made me think for some reason that Dream might enjoy pet play? He already knows that he loves it when Hob is his good little puppy, so when Hob suggests that they turn tables and let Dream have a go, he's willing to try!

So, sometimes after work when things have been stressful, and working with his siblings has left him raw with negative emotions, Dream gets to come home and be Hob's cute, obedient kitty. He has big black velvet cat ears and a matching tail plug, and a soft bodysuit to wear if he doesn't want to be naked. He has a comfy cushion to sit on (or he can curl up in Hob's lap), and he isn't allowed to talk or walk around. Sometimes it's sexual, sometimes not, but Dream always gets lots of physical touch from Hob to help him chill out and feel loved. Inside his head goes quiet and he finally gets to feel like someone else is in charge, keeping him safe and making sure he goes to bed early with plenty of food in him.

It's the perfect arrangement. And it's a lovely addition to Dream and Hob's relationship away from the studio which feels cozy and warm and comfortable.

#🍃 anon #the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw pet play

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latte-moo · 2 years

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Lustful High

Pairing: Hanta Sero

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1352

Warning: Drinking, Smoking Weed, Rough sex, little bit of degradation, use of the n word (I’m black btw), All characters are of age please don’t interact if uncomfortable!!!

Originated: Adapted from my Wattpad @_LatteSenpai_

Plopping back down on the couch where Mina, Jirou, Tsu and a couple other random ass bitches were sitting, you sat the drinks down on the middle of the coffee table, sighing as you started cozying back up to the strangely comforting feeling of cold couch leather and loud ass music. "And I was all like bitch, who the fuck you think you're talking to? Your ugly ass man was staring at me, not the other way around hoe." Mina elaborated, still close to where she was before you had left.

"And what happened after that?" you asked, grabbing a shot for both you and Tsu, who was laying right on your chest per usual, though not really sure if she was just too high or tired from being on her feet all day. "Well the bitch spat on me so I started beating her ass..." Mina explained, demonstrating the fight just as Sero and a couple of his friends had walked in. "Damn can this nigga be any more sexy?" you thought, subconsciously biting your lip as he walked past.

"Babes you're drooling." Jirou jokes, halfway startling you from your trance as you quickly deny the allegations. "Bitch, do you think we're blind? you're thirsty ass was clearly staring." Mina groaned, rolling her eyes before downing two more shots. "No, yo bitch ass is clearly drunk and can't see for shit." You replied, taking another shot yourself. "Well I'm not, and I can see crystal clear that you're still fucking him." Jirou said, speaking nothing but the truth, though you still denied.

"Well, free weed and edibles for us." Tsu croaked, half way joking while reaching for another glass; and if the timing wasn't anymore perfect, your eyes suddenly caught onto Sero's staring back at yours from his place right next to the table of cheap liquor and snacks; and before you could even blink, your phone started to buzz in your back pocket.

-Message-

Plug 🍃😶‍🌫️: You still tryna smoke this joint or should I count you out?

-Message end-

Looking up from your phone, you shot him a quick nod, as he offered you a heart throbbing sly smile in return. Sliding your phone back into your pocket, you quickly got up, moving Tsu over to lay on Jirou. "And there she goes to fuck the plug." Tsu commented, chuckling to herself as you rolled your eyes, walking off. "When you're done, ask him for a few grams of purple haze and fruity pebbles for us, will ya?" Jirou asked, chuckling though serious as hell.

Making your way into the bathroom with Sero following closely behind; locking the door as the two of you got settled, you sighed, a palm on your forehead in annoyance. "They still fucking with ya." Sero asked, that sexy ass smirk plastered on his face. Taking a deep breath as a means to keep what was left of your composer, you let out a shaky sigh. "You already know." you groaned, sliding onto the bathroom's counter top.

Sliding a zip lock bag of weed and rolling papers on the counter, Sero looked over at you noticeably scanning your perfect figure. "You wanna roll this time or?" "Nah, I'm not really in the mood for trying to wash sticky ass buds off my hands." You said, laying your head back on the mirror, leaving your tits on full display. "Well, at least you know my shit's legit." Sero said, huffing out a low chuckle, as he quickly finished rolling. Handing the blunt your way, you grabbed your lighter from out your back pocket, lighting it up and taking the first puff.

Feeling a wave of pure ecstasy and relief rush through the entirety of your body, you almost had let a soft moan past your lips. Passing the blunt back over to Sero, you blissfully began licking your lips, savoring its intoxicating flavor. "Damn I miss seeing that sexy ass look of yours, especially when I'd look down and watch as you'd lick up my cum." Sero said, reminiscing before taking a long hit off the blunt. "Wasn't my fault I was hooked on you." You said, feeling as though you were coming undone with every time you'd breathe in. Taking another long puff, Sero’s gaze began to get way more hazy and lustful and he continued to stare and scan your ever so tempting body.

"So what you looking for?" Sero asked, knowing all two well of the everlasting arrangement between the two of you. Now staring at him with the same washed over lust filled gaze, you grabbed the blunt from off of him, taking a long blissful puff, allowing for a soft moan to pass your parted lips. "I need a few grams of purple haze and fruity pebbles...maybe even a ziplock of sour diesel if it's not to much." You asked, giving him those irresistible doe eyes.

Sighing heavily, Sero ran his fingers through his curly black hair. "You know you're my girl, so if that's what ya want, you'll get it." Sero said in an almost cooing manner, finding his hands gently massaging your thighs. "So how much is that gonna cost me?" You asked, playfully biting your lip, doing away with your shorts. "Way too fucking much. But for right now, you can bend that ass over the counter and let me have my way with that slutty pussy of yours." Sero answered, the print in his gray sweat more notable as he bit down on his lip.

Biting back a smile, you then placed what was left of blunt on the counter, pulling down his sweat and boxer, just enough, for his semi hard cock to spring free. After jerking it in your hands for a few strokes, his member stood at full attention, now allowing you to do what he had asked. Now bent over the counter, ass clearly accessible, Sero gently pulled your underwear to the side, rubbing your seemingly wet folds with his index and middle finger. "Damn already ready for me. Mind if j-just slide in?" Sero asked, not needing much of a response as he gently slid his entire length inside your heated pussy.

Moaning from the amazingly full feeling of being bottomed out, you gripped onto the side of the counter slightly tighter to stable your position, allowing for Sero to fuck you as hard and fast as he desired; and that's exactly what he did.

Gripping onto your waist tighter, Sero then pulled his cock all the way out, leaving you to whine out from the lost full feeling, before slamming his entire length back into your slit, fucking your pussy at an entirely faster and much aggressive pace. "Fuccck, your cock's so amazing~." You whined, clearly not giving a damn if someone heard. "That's fucking right. Only I can make you feel this good." Sero lowly groaned, dragging his point by pounded into you harder, making you even more of a moaning mess. "H-hard." You managed to moan in between prominent whines and yelps as Sero happily obliged to your wishes.

Feeling his huge cock, hit that sweet spot of yours that had you seeing stars and moaning out incoherent praises, Sero continued his harsh handling of your pussy, plowing away, as he found himself now drawing small circles around your clit, causing your legs to vigorously shake. Feeling that knot in your stomach begin to unravel, you found yourself, along with him plowing into you, helping to fuck your pussy onto his huge length. Not even three more storks in, you felt the knot in you stomach come undone, and without any warning, you came all over his cock, leaving him more than satisfied with his work as he then pulled out; watching your legs shake before buckling beneath you.

Though after a few long deep breaths, you noticed one problem. "Sero I'm sorry, you didn't get to come." You apologize, looking up at him with those same doey fuck me eyes. "It's fine y/n, you still got time to suck me off."

#anime #bnha #mha x y/n #bnha smut #bnha fanfiction #fancfiction #mha sero #sero hanta #sero smut #sero x reader #black reader #black yn

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summerwritesfics · 1 year

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🍎Little Moments Masterlist

Masterlist for a series of fics known as little moments, ficlet’s of up-to 100 words.

Current Status: On Hiatus!

Weena - 💛 Teen - ❄️Gen - Dog

Stay - 💚 General - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Home Remedy

Fluffy - 💚 General - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Dragons

4AM - 🧡 Mature - 😎&🔥❄️Gen & Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Annoying

Plugged In - 🧡 Mature - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Technology

Challenge - 🧡 Mature - 🔥🌊Hanzo Hasashi/Rain - Love/Hate Relationship

Watching - 🧡 Mature - ⚰️&❄️Gen - In The Shadows

A Pleasure To Meet You - 🧡 Mature - 🔥❄️🌺Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang/Harumi Hasashi - First Introductions

It Stops Now - 🧡 Mature - 🈲❄️Sektor/Kuai Liang - Bruises

Request - 🧡 Mature - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Rough

Are You Coming? - 💚 General - 🤠❄️Erron Black/Kuai Liang - Going My Way?

The Other One - 💚 General - 🔥❄️🌺Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang/Harumi Hasashi - Father

Quite The Romantic - 🧡 Mature - 🤠❄️Erron Black/Kuai Liang - Love Letters

Occupational Hazard - 🧡 Mature - 🤠❄️Erron Black/Kuai Liang - Damsel In Distress

Heatwave - 💛 Teen - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Too Hot To Handle

Beautiful - 🔞 Explicit - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - All Tied Up

Edenian Selfie - 💛 Teen - 🌊❄️Rain/Kuai Liang - Statue

Sex Tapes - 🧡 Mature - 😎&🈲❄️Gen & Past!Sektor/Kuai Liang - Home Movies

Happy Birthday - 💚 General - 🍃🩸Jade/Skarlet - Gift

Worse Than A Child - 💚 General - ⚡️&🌪️&🔫&🏹&🥊&🌕Gen - Game Of Keep Away

Tantrum - 🧡 Mature - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Maturity

Military Quality - 🧡 Mature - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Handcuffs

It Doesn’t Have To Be This Way - 🧡 Mature - 🈲❄️Sektor/Kuai Liang - Caged Bird

Meow - 🧡 Mature - 💨❄️Tomas Vrbada/Kuai Liang - Cat

Secluded - 🔞 Explicit - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Snow Job

Emojis - 💚 General - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Phone

Broken - 🧡 Mature - ❄️Gen - Therapy

Oblivious - 🧡 Mature - 🔥❄️&💨❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang & Tomas Vrbada/Kuai Liang - Triangle

A Gift - 💚 General - 🐺🌪️Nightwolf/Fujin - Totem

White Room - 🧡 Mature - 🌨️&🌕&🔥❄️Gen & Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Locked In A Room

Well Played - 🧡 Mature - 🈲❄️Sektor/Kuai Liang - Kisses To Shut Them Up

Those Who Walked Before You - 💚 General - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Ancestors

Rest - 💚General - ⚰️🌑Bi-Han/Saibot - Back Hugs

Run - 💛 Teen - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Twink

Kuai Liang, Hanzo, Hanzo’s Desk And A Potted Plant - 🧡 Mature - 😎&❄️Gen & Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Accident

Fix You - 🧡 Mature - 🈲❄️Sektor/Kuai Liang - Can You Feel The Blood Draining From Your Body?

Moaning - 🧡 Mature - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - I Said Moaning, Not Screaming! They’re Not Going To Think We’re Having Fun, They’ll Think I’m Murdering You!

Never Come True - 🧡 Mature - 🔥❄️Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang - Nightmare

#🌸masterlists🌸#🍎Little Moments

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velvethana · 2 days

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ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ 🍃 Dealer, NO DEAL. ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི ་ ༘࿐

CHAPTER SEVEN: BIG FUN!

Beomgyu has more or less solidified himself as the plug for any and all student's needs. If you need anything, it's likely that he has it. When your new business endeavor interferes with his customer base, he does everything in his power to sort it out.

CONTENTS: fluff , comedy , smau + written , uni au , one sided enemies to lovers , drugs (obvi) + dumb humor

n. starting a taglist for this soo lmk if you wanna be on it & the rest of the chapters will continue updating after May 3rd ^^ ty

SATURDAY , 2:17 PM

10:12 PM , OUTSIDE

“There’s a lot of dog hair back here.”

“Shut up or walk.” Luckily for Jay, the five of you had just pulled up to the front of the house and were face to face with the completely defaced and trashed lawn.

The house party had a lot of energy, that was undeniable. If you could call electronic music blaring down the street while people threw up in the bushes energy.

As Jake parked, you sank into your seat with a huff. Before you could get your energy back, you felt familiar arms drape over you from the back seat. Turning, you see Mingi’s wide smile.

You gave him one back, your energy after a long day of draining classes already returning.

“Get a room.” Yunho complained, hitting Mingi on the arm.

“In front of Jay is crazy—”

“Get OUT!!” Jay said as he opened the door and practically shoved the two boys out of the car.

There wasn’t much you wanted to do tonight anyways so you had no issue completely throwing yourself into the party without a plan.

There was a cluster of students in the place, the air tinged with the scent of sweat and marijuana making you cringe.

“I need to get drunk… immediately? Yeah, immediately.”

“Is that smart?” Jake asked, looking at you from the corner of his eye.”

“A smart way to protect my sense of sanity? Yes!” He just shrugged before walking away to find his friends. If you were to attempt to try and predict the night, you’d probably find him later comforting a drunk Sunghoon or Jungwon.

In one corner, a group gathers around a makeshift bar, where shots of liquor were being poured freely. “Bingo.”

In another corner, there were a few hands exchanging small bags containing pills. They weren’t necessarily slick so you wondered how they haven’t gotten caught already. Not that the host would care.

Wanting a drink, you started your way toward the bar before a girl practically jumped into you like an actor at a horror attraction.

“Fuck!”

The blonde girl’s eyes widened and she almost seemed as scared of you, if that was possible.

“Aw, did I scare you? Sorry.. hey, you want some Xanax?”

Your feet came to a complete stop and you stared at her with an unreadable face. “What?”

“Oh! I, like, stole it from my mom and I was just asking because like, I guess people do that right? At parties?”

Her clueless tone made you snicker, crossing your arms with a shrug. “Maybe on Skins or something.”

“I thought they did crack?”

“Probably.”

There was a silence for a moment before you gave her a tight smile, attempting to squeeze past her. Instead of letting you pass she held out the palm of her hand, a few pink pills sleeping there.

“So… do you want one?”

Any attempt at humoring the girl politely melted away with your patience as you glared at her.

“Do I look like I want a fucking Xanny?”

Pouting, the furrowed her eyebrows as she stepped aside. “Fuck me, I was just trying to make friends.”

Not bothering to answer her, you finally walked up to the bar and decided to make yourself a mix of alcohol with your left over energy drink.

For some reason though, the ‘infamous’ party seemed to have no intention of allowing you a moment of peace before another voice came.

“You wanna smoke?” An unfamiliar body stands next to you and you glance over, taking a sip from your cup.

“I never pass down a smoke session..” your voice trailed off. “For free, I hope.”

The guy’s eyes widened before he nodded, almost frantically. It was kind of funny, or it would be if you weren’t having a bad day.

“Yeah! Of course dude, we have business to discuss. Business casual.”

Quickly you realized this was the guy Beomgyu was insistent that you stop trying to sell to earlier that day. Remembering that fact alone, you suddenly flashed him a bright smile.

“Right!”

You followed Mark to the backyard where there were plenty of other people gathered. The air was still thick with weed but there was the paint lingering of perfume that you assumed someone had sprayed.

The two of you sat down outside by the pool, Mark throwing down his bag before fairly quickly rustling through it.

“You’re.. eager.”

Glancing up at you through his eyelashes he gave you a confused look before realizing.

“Oh! I’m not like… that much of a pothead or anything.” The amused look on your face made him roll his eyes.

“Just had a really shit day. And my roommate smoked everything I had left so it took me until I got here to get anything because ‘Beomgyu’ wouldn’t deliver.”

The high pitched tone he said his voice in made you laugh as he looked at you proudly.

“He wouldn’t?”

“No, said he was busy with something.” Mark shrugged before he smiled, laying out everything he needed.

Stirring your drink, you watched as he grinded down what he had and carefully sprinkled it onto the rolling paper in front of him.

“So that’s not his weed? Who’d you buy from?”

Mark pauses for a moment, seeming to try and remember before shaking his head.

“I didn’t ask. Some guy, never seen him before.” You just nodded.

From what you knew, Beomgyu was at least the most popular plug around. Obviously he wasn’t the only one, though.

If you wanted the harder stuff you’d have to opt for some guy behind the back alley of a 7/11 but for the general population of students, Beomgyu was it.

Well, Beomgyu and you now.

In all honesty, you were just selling for a little extra money to dedicate towards fueling your shopping addiction. Not that you’d tell anyone that.

“Oh! I’m Mark, by the way.”

If you weren’t so fixated on Beomgyu lately, you’d probably swoon at the way he looked at you before finishing his blunt.

Unfortunately for him, you were obsessed with a random dude from twitter.

Laughing, you shifted to a more comfortable position. “Yeah, I figured from your little business comment.”

“Yeah, that was just an excuse. I recognized you and you seemed a little tense so.. I figured what the hell, you know? Oh! I’m still uh, interested in whatever it was though! As long as it’s not um…” he swallowed. “Crack.”

That comment almost made you spit out your drink as you stifled your laughter, covering your mouth and swallowing what was in it.

Instead of business, the two of you talked for a while about yourselves, your classes and how in the hell you’d never met before when you were so clearly the perfect friend for the other, as if handcrafted by some God.

Eventually you’d downed your drink completely and smoked what Mark had left, letting the empty cup drop to the concrete ground and roll away somewhere you couldn’t be bothered to follow it to.

“Should we like… get drinks?”

The suggestion made Mark look over to you, slumping further onto the lawn chair. “Probably.”

He lifted his arms up as if he was reaching toward something before they collapsed back down.

“I can’t move.”

You rolled your eyes at him, standing up before reaching over and grabbing his hands to yank him to his feet.

“You won’t be able to move your tongue soon either if you don’t get up.”

“How do you have such energy?!” His voice came out as a whisper as he narrowed his eyes at you, following you inside at a slugs pace.

“I’ve got more stuff in my bag we can smoke.” You offered up and suddenly, he straightened his back along with the strings on his hoodie and nodded.

Mark was trying to seem too chill when he was clearly excited to get even higher. You, on the other hand were focused on weaving through the people before making it to the bar.

“What do you—”

Mark hadn’t made it to the bar. In fact, he ended up collapsing onto a couch in the corner of the room and abandoning you on your quest.

Already dumbfounded with your new friend, you shrugged before getting two cups of the first thing you could grab. Some perfectly cheap vodka.

Before going back to Mark with your drinks, you found Jay conversing with his friend Heeseung.

The two noticed you fairly quickly as you leaned into Jay, nudging him.

“Where’s my bag?”

“You look good tonight, Y/N.”

Heeseung seemed to always throw out compliments at these parties so you weren’t shaken by it. Pointing at him with the drink in your hand, you replied.

“You look the same as always! Which is really hot, obviously.” He laughed, taking a sip of his own drink.

Jay rolled his eyes, turning to you with the same fond smile he always had. Considering he was your best friend, it just seemed to be his permanent expression now.

“What’d you need?” His voice was low, almost in a whisper.

You, on the other hand, were very loud.

“My bag!”

“Oh. I gave it to Yunho to hold.”

Letting out a dramatic blow of defeat, you nodded. “Okay, thanks!”

Leaving the two to their conversation and praying your new friend didn’t pass out on the couch he occupied, your eyes scanned the crowd to find your other friends.

Unsurprisingly, the two were up by the bar where you had been moments before.

Glancing back over to Mark, you see that he’s already talking it up with some other guys that he seems pretty close with. At least he had something to keep him from remembering you existed.

Going over, you hand him the drink and snap a picture of him. His eyes were half-lidded and he seemed to be barely processing what was happening around him so he didn’t seem to care much when you walked away. Satisfied, you sent a picture of him to Beomgyu.

Shutting off your phone, you didn't bother to check for a text back. Dragging your feet through, you practically throw yourself onto the counter next to your friends as you slammed down your own drink.

Or rather you tripped over your new shoes a bit and spilled it but if anyone asked, you were just irritated.

“Y/N!” Turning to you, Mingi threw his arms up excitedly.

Once again, he was constricting you with his arms. Patting his back awkwardly, you laughed. “Mingi!”

“What’s up?” He asked, pulling away to wipe any alcohol off of his mouth that had slipped out.

“Bag?” Yunho asked and you nodded.

“Bag!”

Yunho tossed your bag to you, barely catching it as you opened it and sifted through to find your smoking stuff.

“I don’t know why you didn’t just come get it yourself before.”

When you realized you had everything but one thing, your hand stilled.

“Where are my blazy susans?” Yunho just looked at you from behind his glass, an eyebrow raised.

“Didn’t you send Yeonjun over?” Mingi asked, leaning onto the counter.

“Why the FUCK would I send Yeonjun over?”

Yunho shrugged, “aren’t you two friends or something?”

That was certainly a statement. You didn’t really put any thought into what you were. But, more importantly if you and Yeonjun were friends then what the hell were you and HIS friend? Enemies?

You shook your head and brushed away the thoughts as you focused on the situation in front of you.

“Yeonjun went in my bag??”

The two were still seemingly clueless as they nodded.

“That fucking Yeonjun stole my Susan from me!”

Almost as if on cue, a voice called out from behind you.

“Who’s this caucasian chick and what did she do to Yeonjun?”

Turning, you’re face to face with Beomgyu for the first time. Irritatingly enough to make the situation worse, he looked even better in person.

You wanted to launch a federal investigation into how and why this is even possible but first, you’ve decided to hunt down the man who stole your rolling papers.

“He.. stole from me! He’s a thief!”

Beomgyu gave you a look of amusement and you glared at him, raising your hand with a frustrated sigh.

“Don’t. I know what I just walked into… but don’t.”

He raised his hands defensively, “I wasn’t gonna say anything..”

Yunho rolled his eyes, leaning toward the two of you so that you could hear him better. “If it helps any, he went somewhere upstairs.”

“It doesn’t.” Seemingly fed up with your little problem, Yunho waves a hand at you dismissively.

“Fuck you, yes it does. It narrows it down!”

Groaning, you were about to ask Beomgyu to call his thieving friend before your phones vibrated in your pockets. Curiously, you unlocked it and glanced down to see what it was.

That mysterious groupchat text led you here: with Beomgyu and Yeonjun, hunched over the toilet as he threw up. Rather violently.

Apparently Beomgyu’s friend Kai had added you in hopes that you would know where Yeonjun was after he was asking everyone where you were. Or more specifically, where your bag was.

“Um… what’d he take?” Beomgyu slowly looked over at you and blinked as if you knew the answer.

“Besides my rolling papers?”

Maybe it was the day or having to deal with his jealousy in person but you glared at him, placing your drink down on the sink.

“What are you looking at me for?? I don’t sell anything but the natural stuff anymore. I only have weed in here tonight so whatever he got wasn’t stolen from me.”

He watched as you rummaged in the cabinet underneath the sink. “Oh.”

Beomgyu wasn’t doing much, giving Yeonjun pats of support on his back with an uncomfortable expression.

Unraveling the paper towels you’d found under the sink, you gently wet one before kneeling down next to Yeonjun and wiping away what was on his face.

“I’m wiping up your vomit after you stole my rolling papers.” You emphasized, a defeated tone in your voice.

Yeonjun’s dazed eyes made you feel the slightest bit bad for reprimanding him. Just barely.

“You said to come to you… if I needed anything.” The older boy sniffled.

“Um… yeah, for money?” The sarcasm coming off of you made Beomgyu laugh as he nudged Yeonjun’s slumped form.

“Well, you could have just bought pre-rolls from me…”

You shot him a glare as you brushed some hair out of Yeonjun’s face. Albeit, you were a bit hesitant as you instinctively leaned away from the smell.

“Maybe then you wouldn’t be about to die.”

The joke seemed to catch you off guard as you quickly reached around Yeonjun, slapping Beomgyu’s arm.

“He’s greening out, not like… dying..?”

“Yeah I’m not an idiot–” Yeonjun’s defense was cut off by another sea of nausea.

Beomgyu shrugged, deciding to make himself comfortable on the marble floor, leaning back against the tub.

“Man, I don’t know. Only time I ever greened out I just ate a bunch of cereal, got sick and passed out during League.”

The newfound information that his game of choice was League of Legends made you put your head in your hands, balance wavering.

“That’s the most loser-ish story I’ve ever heard…”

Unfortunately, he was still extremely attractive.

“So you guys are like stoner stoners, huh?”

Yeonjun simply groaned in response and Beomgyu gave you a confused look.

“You’re not?”

Humming, you replaced Beomgyu in rubbing Yeonjun’s back. With how his eyes fluttered closed, you were a bit worried he’d fall asleep in this position.

“I prefer other methods but I guess I am? I’m just not always high.”

Beomgyu arched an eyebrow at the insinuation. “I’m not either?”

Thinking back to how almost all of his tweets are related to weed, excluding his live tweeted reactions to random shows, you simply afforded him a nod.

“Right.”

Beomgyu let out a huff of annoyance similar to that of a child. “I go to classes, I have hobbies.”

“A job?” He hesitated for a moment.

“Well..” as his voice trailed off, you laughed before a voice echoing cut you off.

“Who cares! Y/N, you play Overwatch! Biblically and socially that’s just as bad as—” before Yeonjun could finish, you’re pushing his head further into the toilet as he tried to free himself.

“Overwatch?” The smirk Beomgyu gave you made you want to kick him in the worst possible place.

“I’ve matured and moved onto other games, actually. Yeonjun should fact check that information.”

“Right, cool. What was your rank though?”

You covered your face with your hands once again, “oh my god… you play ranked matches…”

As interesting as the conversation the two of you were having was, you pointed at Yeonjun from behind his back to change the subject.

“Regardless of what games you play, your friends kinda… uh…”

Yeonjun whined, dragging his body back to look at you with pleading eyes.

“His friend? Y/N, are we not friends???”

Your eyes widened for a moment as you gave him an empty smile, hesitating. In all honesty, you had no idea how to respond.

“Um… haha… well…!”

Beomgyu laughed at you this time as you were basically backed into a corner. “Wow. Sounds like she’s not your friend, Yeonjun.”

Yeonjun cried out your name before burying his face into his arms. It sounded like a mix of giggles and sobs so you genuinely couldn’t tell how he was feeling.

“Um… we’re friends! We’re friends! Just… stop crying…” grabbing his face, you turned him toward you to be faced with exactly that. He was crying.

You wiped away his tears with a concerned look. Your friends had greened out tons of times so this wasn’t necessarily your first time dealing with over-emotional highs but Yeonjun and you weren’t particularly close yet.

A wide smile grew on his face before it was quickly washed away with a grimace and he disappeared back into the toilet, gagging again.

The door suddenly opened, Soobin standing there with a dumbfounded face as he sipped from the can in his hands.

“Is Yeonjun dead?” His flat tone had you wondering how often this happened.

“Ah, stop saying shit like that about me!!” Yeonjun yelled out, annoyed. He seemed to stop crying already.

The smile on Soobin’s face fell back into his usual pout, “oh. He’s alive.”

“Soobin do you know if Yeonjun, uh… took anything?” Beomgyu gave him a careless smile and Soobin shrugged.

Your eyes were only focused on Beomgyu, leaning back with his arms crossed and a smug look on his face. That part of you that wanted to kick him now wanted to kiss him— and then kick him again.

“I saw him talking to some blonde chick and she gave him a pill or something, I think.”

Beomgyu’s smirk fell into an almost devastated face. The dramatic shift made you smile as you held back a laugh. “Oh… he’s gonna die.”

“He’s not gonna die! What color was it?”

Beomgyu shrugged and you rolled your eyes, turning to Soobin. “Hey Soobin, what color was it?”

“Um.. pur… pink?” Although the hesitation had you on guard, the answer he settled on confirmed your suspicions and you hummed in response, moving so that you were sitting on your knees.

“Okay then it was probably Xanax. That girls been offering it to anybody who passes by, she stole it from her mom.”

“And… Tito’s…” Yeonjun muttered.

“Jesus Christ, Yeonjun were you trying to speedrun death?” Beomgyu muttered.

Soobin snickered. “Her mom? How old is this girl?”

“Oh, she’s fully grown. She just still lives with her parents, I guess.”

Shaking his head, Beomgyu balanced his arms on his knees as he leaned back. Soobin gave him a strange look as he leaned against the door frame, slightly leaning down due to the height. It didn’t seem like a very comfortable position.

“Moving on though, those ones are like… tiny. So he won’t pass out or die, right?”

You shook your head. “He won’t die.”

“Will he pass out…?”

The silence coming from you had Beomgyu’s eyes widening as he leaned forward, grabbing your shoulder.

“Y/N! Will he pass out?”

Giving him a nervous smile, you looked over to Yeonjun who was now seemingly unresponsive. “Well…”

Soobin seemed to catch on. “I’ll uh… go get Taehyun and Kai!”

Eventually, Soobin came back with who you assumed to be their other two friends. Apparently, Soobin and Taehyun usually took care of Yeonjun in this state but Soobin had been drinking.

Taehyun and Kai continued to take care of a horribly cross-faded Yeonjun as you and Beomgyu exited the bathroom with a relieved Soobin.

“Thank God Yeonjun’s okay, I thought I was gonna have to bomb JYP.” Beomgyu laughed at Soobin’s comment as you just stared at him confused. His friends had a strange sense of humor. Not that you wouldn’t be opposed to that happening.

“Um… well, I’m gonna go drink some more. Have fun you two, but not t—” Beomgyu cut him off.

“Shut up. Shut the fuck up now.” This caused you to crack a smile as you looked away, covering your mouth slightly to hide it.

Soobin frowned. “Rude.”

As Soobin left, the two of you stood outside the bathroom. Even though there wasn’t anything keeping the two of you together anymore, you both lingered for some odd reason.

Beomgyu kicked at the ground for a moment before looking up at you. “Why do you only sell the natural stuff anyway?”

The answer was pretty obvious to you, considering self-preservation and… well, the law.

“I’m not gonna lecture you about the effects of pharmaceutical drug abuse on your brain and body but it’s just easier access with that stuff? Plus I think it’s the most fun, anyway.”

Beomgyu nodded, seemingly in understanding.

“Well, not that I didn’t try at first. I needed money but I couldn’t sell a SINGLE addy in this school without one of the Profs trying to get some from me. It felt like I was in catholic school again.”

Beomgyu stifled a laugh now, “Adderall? No shit, they hand that stuff out to kids like candy on Halloween.”

Students coming past the two of you, shoving to try and get to the now unoccupied bathroom made the both of you move out of their way.

Before you’d even realized it, you made your own way through the house and back downstairs to get another drink and find a secluded corner. For some reason, maybe his own amusement, Beomgyu followed you.

“You went to catholic school then?”

“Don’t remind me.” He gave you a weird look.

“You brought it up.”

Holding your bag tight, you sunk into the couch as you studied him. His hair was shorter than the pictures you’d seen on his socials so he must not have uploaded anything recently, or it was new.

He looked good either way, though. What was annoying about it was that he seemed to know that.

Now that the drama of the night was seemingly over and you were free to laze around, you decided to have your fun.

“You know you’re less cute off of Twitter.” Your voice had a teasing tone to it and he smirked again.

“I didn’t know you thought I was cute.” That comment threw you off completely once again and you simply stared at him with a blank expression.

You wondered if he was genuinely clueless or if it was some act he was trying to put on.

“How? I’ve made it painfully obvious that I thought you were pretty.” Your bluntness seemed to throw him off a bit as his facial features softened.

“Painfully..?” He repeated something else that had caught him off guard but you couldn’t hear it over the loud chatter nearby.

“Um.. yeah. I called you hot on text?”

The faint pink in his cheeks was hard to see with the tan of his skin but once it went away, the difference was noticeable.

“Oh yeah, right after you told me to kill myself.”

Nodding, you raised a cup on the table in front of you. “I’ll drink to that!”

Beomgyu smiled. He seemed much more relaxed offline than online but you suppose that could be because you aren’t publicly slandering him.

“Then why are you trying to steal my clients?”

Shaking your head, you looked up at him through your eyelashes.

“I’m not stealing anything. Or I wasn’t before. Now I totally am.” Dragging your nails along the cups in front of you, you make it a game in your mind to entertain yourself.

“Well why now?” His voice seemed the slightest bit annoyed but his eyes just stayed on you.

You didn’t really seem real, almost too pretty to conceptualize— but he chalked that up to the fact that the two of you had initially met online.

“So I had an excuse to talk to you. And because it’s funny.”

Beomgyu shifted on the couch, leaning closer into you as if to hide away from the rest of the people in the room. The moment felt a bit too intimate— it felt too much just yours.

“You wanna talk? Let��s talk.”

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HI AINE!!♥️ I wasn't sure if you'll be down with anything like this but I'll just drop this by and to say HELLO!! Hope you're doing well!! wishing you a greaaat day ahead love!! take care ♥️ ♥️ xx >> Pass the happy! 💌 When you get, this reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 more people! Get sending 🍃 <<

Koko 🥺 Laura 🥺

@fanathedeer @thoughtfullyrainynightmare

Thank you for thinking of me, I’m so overwhelmed 😭💗

5 things that make me happy!

1. It’s gonna sound a little cringey but writing really makes me happy. It brings me to another world where nobody in my personal life knows who I am and I am free to do and write anything from my wildest fantasies.

2. Being with my pets make me happy. UwU i prefer being with them than hanging out with humans. 🖖

3. Swings make me happy. Love swing high into the air or just sitting and rocking back and forth on them.

4. Ice cream. No questions asked.

5. I love plugging in my headphones and going for a walk / jog. Similar to writing I could just teleport to my other world.

#ask Aine

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you look so good like this it's insane. I want to take care of you but I want to break you too. I need to fill you up, I never want to leave the clutch of your hole. I want you in any and all the ways possible.

I lay down on top of you getting that extra inch deep inside of you "you want my cum? so take it" and it's instantaneous, I am cumming so deep it's like it'll never come out, I can feel you cumming between us and it makes me screw you even deeper, groaning and closing my eyes at how good you feel milking me for all I have.

it's overwhelming, baby?! it's too much?! you're looking at me with such adoration I can't think straight. you're so hot inside I feel like we're burning up. I'll put more of my weight on you, press you down and try to make you take it even deeper. we're nasty but I don't care I just want to keep you plugged with all my cum inside you while I mark your neck.

I can feel your little nails working faintly on my back. you can feel how warm my seed is, can feel it so deep without any way to go and it makes you all drolly and come dumb.

"you look so good" I can't help myself, I kiss every inch of skin I can find, I bite you shoulder with force enough to make you groan deep in your throat, I lick on top of it so it'll won't hurt so much but I just can't stop I need to mark you. I already left my mark inside you and with little trusts I keep pushing it deeper from time to time and now I want to mark you where everyone can see it. where everyone can see how I own you and how you let me do this. how you begged for me too do this. 🍃

It feels so good, thank you for giving it too me ..deep in me..fuck...mark me please, mark me in places everyone can see...so when we are walking everyone will know who owns me...

#ale answer #🍃 anon

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splitontendo · 2 years

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correct me if i’m wrong pls but there is only one chapter left for plug walk right?? or am i tripping

hey, i’m sorry for barely responding to this i don’t open up the app much. but yess there is one more chapter to finish the story plus an extra (just a smut chapter)! ure not tripping lol, i was just in a really bad head space for a whilllee, that i never got around to writing it. (plus i’m still debating if i’d want to leave the story open ended or not but i do plan to write those last chapters ‘:))

#🍃 plug walk #thank you for ur patience <3

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splitontendo · 2 years

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goodmorning tumblr!!

#osamu miya #haikyuu #pick me pls samu #🍃 plug walk #or something idk lol

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splitontendo · 3 years

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paring: osamu miya x f!reader

synopsis: in honor of your friends birthday your friends and you all decided to get high. buying the drugs from no other than osamu miya. the most attractive dealer you’ve ever laid eyes on.

genre: crack / humor, fluff, angst, smut, strangers to lovers.

warnings: swearing, suggestive themes, smut, drugs, drug use.

status: completed

meet the characters

chapters :

01 | why men deserve nothing

02 | we might seriously get robbed 😍

03 | girl boss moves (written)

04 | of course it’s because we’re high

05 | pretty girl (written + smut)

06 | what was his name?

07 | kiss and tell

08 | is it working..? 👀

09 | it’s the mommy’s issues

10 | #bestfriendgoals

11 | lucky ass 😡 she’s hot asf 🥵

12 | guys wtf :/

13 | he is about to commit a federal crime

14 | it’s hot girl culture

15 | can’t risk it (written)

16 | i have no secrets 😌

17 | jealousy is a disease bitch, get well soon xx

18 | my finger slipped

19 | update the people!

20 | a fucking daydream (written)

21 | it’ll go viral

22 | deja vu (written)

23 | that’s wassup 🤝

24 | give me time (written)

25 | she said yes! (kinda) + bonus!

art credit to aikk.00 on instagram

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splitontendo · 3 years

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paring: osamu miya x f!reader

synopsis: in honor of your friends birthday your friends and you all decided to get high. buying the drugs from no other than osamu miya. the most attractive dealer you’ve ever laid eyes on.

05 | pretty girl

THIS CHAPTER IS SMUT. IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO READ YOU CAN SKIP. WHAT HAPPENS BASICALLY GETS SUMMARIZED NEXT CHAPTER, SO YOU WONT REALLY MISS MUCH.

warnings: 18+, smut, oral (m! and f! receiving), dirty talk, cum eating, drugs, drug use, (oral) sex under the influence. osamu is v hot. y/n is v hot.

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“did you get dropped off?”

you looked up from your phone to see the gray haired boy approaching the bench you sat on. too stoned to fight back the smile already spreading on your face.

“no.” your smile dropped seeing his furrowed brows. “you weren’t driving right?” his concern pulled at your heartstrings.

“i took the bus.” you waved off his worries. he just gave you a nod.

the silence hit you both quickly after.

“uh, what about you?”

“i drove.”

again silence.

“sorry, you don’t need to answer if you don’t want to but, are you high?”

you couldn’t help but laugh. he sold weed but couldn’t notice someone being high?

“yeah, it was for my friends birthday. but it’s wearing off a bit now.” you smiled looking back up at him.

he examined your face for a bit with pursed lips.

“well do you wanna get high again?”

you laughed entering his car, it reeked of weed, and the roach weeds in his cup holder held the answers to all your questions.

“i only got a blunt on me, is that okay?”

you met his eyes after roaming them around his car. he was staring as he pulled a cigar and another small plastic bag from his jean pockets.

“mhm.”

he connected his phone to his car and started playing his music. before getting to work on cleaning out the cigar. you sat in the passenger seat hands under your thighs as you stared out the windshield.

“you had fun tonight then?”

his voice brought your eyes back to him, and you swore your heart dropped. his eyes glued to you as he licked the blunt closed.

“y-yeah.” you nervously laughed.

“that’s good,” he smiled and adjusted the edges a bit with his fingers.

“lemme get something from here.” he reached over to the glove compartment in front of you, his hand didn’t missing brushing up against your knee. he pulled out a lighter before sitting up straight.

“you can go first.”

his hand moved to your lips, blunt in hand, he placed it in front of your lips. you opened your mouth a bit to hold it between your lips. bringing the lighter up with the same hand he then lit the blunt up.

you inhaled slowly not wanting to take in more than you could handle.

“c’mon you can take some more.” he teased, grin plastered on his face.

you playfully rolled your eyes inhaling a bit more before removing it from your mouth yourself. feeling as the smoke hit the back of your throat then lungs before releasing the rest of the smoke out into the car. creating a huge gray cloud above you two.

“good girl.”

you both took a few more hits. you lost count after the sixth one.

“here.” he handed you the blunt. which you took, smile plastered on your face.

you loved the burning feeling in your lungs, how warm the item itself felt at the tip of your fingers, the slow rhythm of the music in the background, his presence next to you. of course he was a stranger, but he hadn’t tried anything. and you couldn’t decide if you were happy or saddened at the fact.

you once again inhaled for a few seconds, but before releasing it this time, you got closer to him exhaling in his face. you giggled when he pouted his lips.

“you’re make it really hard to not kiss you right now.”

“then do it.”

he wrapped his hand around your neck, moving his fingers up to your jaw. he pulled you closer bringing your lips to touch.

the calm and tamed aura that filled the car washed away turning into pure lust. as you bit on his bottom lip and he hissed a bit. you giggled at the noises you pulled from him, and he took advantage of that, slipping his tongue in.

he pulled you in closer bringing his hands to your lower back. you moaned as he groped your ass, to which he chuckled.

“fuck y/n, you make such pretty noises.”

you reached your hands over and pawed at the bulge growing in his pants. which he groaned at.

“you too.” you teased.

you began to undo his pants but before you could reach your hand into his draws he held your wrist.

“are you sure you wanna do this?”

“yeah, i wanna taste you.”

your could hear his breath catch in his throat, before he nodded and released his hold on you.

you brought him out of his draws. your heart fluttered at the sight. he wasn’t fully hard but already so big.

you ran your hand up and down his shaft earning small groans and shaky breaths from him. the noises did nothing aside from boost your ego and sent more heat to your core.

you continued slow and skillful strokes— he was now fully hard— you only tighten your hand a bit more when you reached up around the tip. precum coated your hand more as you sped up your pace.

“f-fuck.”

“can you hold up?” you asked looking up at him, you lowered your head closer to his shaft. he could only nod a respond.

you kitten licked his tip only for him to groan.

“c’mon don’t tease.”

you did a few more licks before swirling your tongue around his tip. you slid more of him into your mouth. he could’ve came the moment your tongue touched his tip but he didn’t want to this moment to end.

you bobbed your head up and down once you had a little less than half of him inside. you didn’t want to gag just yet.

you felt butterflies in your stomach when he reached down to make a makeshift ponytail with his hand. keeping your hair out of the way.

sliding more of him into your mouth, you could feel him hit the back of your throat now. bringing your hand up to stroke what you couldn’t fit.

“fuck ima cum.” he moaned and you put more of him into your mouth the best you could.

he shot his hips upwards shoving more of himself into your mouth as his grip around your hair tighten.

“shit.”

he came right down your throat. you swallowed it all and gave him some more kitten licks until he began to squirm. you only giggled— coming up wiping your mouth.

before you could ask about your performance, which you really didn’t have to seeing you turned him into putty from the start he cut you off.

“get in the back.”

seconds into climbing into the backseat he had you on your back, pants and panties discarded, and legs on his shoulders.

his smirk was evident at the whines he pulled from you as he slid his finger up and down your folds.

“what’s got you all worked up?” he teased as he prodded at your entrance. you couldn’t even reply trying to keep your breathing and heart beat in check.

“sucking my dick made you this wet?”

not waiting for a reply he shoves his finger in. you gasp loudly back arching, wanting more. your actions spoke louder than any answer you could’ve given him with words.

he lowered his head and began sucking on your clit, you moaned and he added another finger.

he increased his pace and held you down roughly at your hips as you thrashed around. you grabbed onto his charcoal grey locks pulling him closer to your heat.

his fingers piston in and out of you— curving their way into places you could never reach yourself.

the skill his tongue had was a gift from the gods themselves. he lapped up your juices effortlessly, leaving you gasping and a whiney mess.

“you taste so good.”

“im gonna-“ you couldn’t finish your sentence as your words came out broken and whiny. he spared you the embarrassment as he sucked harsher and moved his fingers deeper. hitting the spot that had you lightheaded and seeing stars.

“cum for me pretty girl.”

and who were you to deny. you came all over his fingers and mouth. the noises of him slurping your mess up sent heat to your face. you were thankful for how dark it was outside, once he sat up and looked down at you.

“i’d ask how was i, but your legs won’t stop shaking.” it was hard to hold back a laugh as he contradicted his cocky words with a gentle kiss to your ankle. which was still over his shoulder.

you rolled your eyes as you moved your legs down and began to dress yourself again.

“you wouldn’t believe me if i lied.”

“you couldn’t lie.”

you sent him a glare that was quickly shot down as you saw him place his fingers in his mouth and clean your cum and arousal off them, meeting your eyes.

“here taste yourself.”

he moved over to catch your lips again. oh you could definitely taste yourself. your taste practically filled his mouth. sweet.

when you both pulled away he sent a warm and kind smile to you, which you returned. rewarding you with another quick peck to your lips.

“how bout i drive you home petty girl?”

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sorry i haven’t posted in a week and for any typos <//3

nothing really since i don’t know if everyone will read this

no taglist because i don’t know if anyone wants to be tagged in smut. 😁

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