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reallyromealone · 11 days

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Title: Oh Look a mate(s)

Chapter 3

Fandom: obey me

Pairing: demon brother's x male reader

Warnings: omega verse, nsfw, male reader, gay, smut, attempted assassination, drugging, biting, torture

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It was tomorrow.

The wedding was tomorrow.

(Name) Was quiet as he waited in the altar room, candles circling the room as marble carved murals surrounded him, the ceiling glass and the moon directly above him.

He sat in silence as the moon reached its peak before shadows flooded around him, a cold smoke that strangely didn't strike him with fear but instead filled him with warmth and safety. "Good Omega" one of the voices whispered as shadowy hands grabbed at him, gently touching and smoothing over the linen nightgown he wore before a long finger sliced it down the middle "Shhh" he could hear Satan's voice whisper in his ear as the seven men materialized and kissed various parts of his now exposed flesh "beautiful..." Mammon whispered breathlessly before biting into (name) 's flesh, the others doing the same.

Each scent gland was claimed as a tattoo manifested onto their soulmate tattoos, the demons licking and kissing their soulmate marks "You're bonded to us forever... Whenever you need us, call for us..." Beelzebub said as his blackened eyes gently kissed (name) 's lips as the fire of the candles burned brighter "Alphas...." (Name) Babbled as he leaned into someone's shoulders, Levi he believed... "So beautiful..." Asmodeus whispered as his hand crept down to the other's abdomen and began whispering enchantments, hand glowing as a tattoo formed on his stomach "Your first heat will be in less than 24 hours, this will help keep it from hurting so badly"

Never would he be denied a heat again.

The men scented and kissed (name), they could smell the slick flowing from him but knew better and to wait, wait till it was time.

When morning came, (name) was kept from his alphas all morning as he was polished to perfection, traditional white robes and gold accessories set aside as they painted swirls on his body, apparently matching the marks that would be on his alphas.

He looked at himself in the mirror, the makeup, the paint, and the clothes... He hardly recognized himself.

But it was him.

All him.

Lucifer made sure the guards were on high alert as he and his brothers got dressed, in their traditional robes that were the color of their omegas eyes, as is tradition in the kingdom, they already had two people sneak in after all.

"Your Majesty?" A meek voice spoke out as the demon turned to see an Omega maid look nervous, his eyes sharp and calculating "What is it?" He said simply and the maid straightened her back a bit before speaking once more "His Highness... He's extremely stressed and I thought it would be best if one of his--" Lucifer was already darting out of the room for his mate, he didn't care if he wasn't supposed to see him till the wedding.

His mate needed him.

(Name) Was freaking out as his omega decided Kw was an excellent time to freak out over the lack of alphas.

To be fair he got scented every morning but today, was a very high-stress day.

"My, aren't you beautiful" (name) snapped his head up as the maids left the room with haste and (name) whined and ran towards him, shoving his face into the alpha's chest and whining "My, can't go a day without your alphas?" He teased and lifted (name) 's face to look at it "None of that, you will ruin your pretty makeup" he was only soft for his omega, gentle kisses "We have a wedding, right? We will dance and party and then when the moon is high we will take you back here" he promised and kissed (name), scenting him lovingly.

"Now be good for alpha" he commanded, a slight alpha tone that they found calms (name). He liked not being in control all the time, instinctually.

"Ok alpha" he whispered hazily as the maids came back in and Lucifer left to finish getting ready, confident that he calmed his mate.

(Name) Looked nervous as he was ushered into a beautiful fabric and mahogany palanquin, the finest silks used for it "To walk you to the temple, your Highness" a soldier said calmly and (name) nodded as the soldiers in celebratory costume lifted it and (name) tried not to yelp.

He walked through the city, a grand parade to show the people the next queen, and (name) shyly waved at them as the people cheered in joy and some looked in envy at him. He could hear screaming in the distance, too focused on the slight shake with each step the guards took and the loud sounds around him to figure out what direction it came from exactly but the bullet that flew past his nose as a man was pinned down by guards have his answer, the omegas palanquin lowering as the guards checked on him "oh thank goodness... Are you alright your Highness?" The general that was a bit ahead rushed to check on him and (name) though stunned and Shellshocked, nodded slowly the Alpha nodded with a sigh of relief "We will get there soon your Highness"

The parade continued and (name) tried to regulate his breathing as he lifted his sleeves and took in the smell of Lucifer that clung to him, too close to his heat to be able to properly handle this.

God, he was so tired...

"We're here your Highness" Had that much time passed?

(Name) Was helped out by his maids, dressed in floral traditional outfits, darker colors as to highlight (name) 's snow white robes that dragged behind him, gold accents matching his accessories "You got this, your Highness" (name) 's closest maid, the one in charge of his maids smiled and (name) nodded before walking up the steps of the temple as people cheered.

Traditional fan dancers danced in front of him, a beautiful display as the guests of the wedding sat and watched in awe as (name) locked eyes with his alphas and had to suppress a chirp. The dancers moved their fans away to make an entrance for (name) to walk closer to them, Asmodeus taking his hands and kissing them gently as the others looked fond at the sight of their beloved, even Belphegor awake and focused on (name).

(Name) Looked at the guests, from countless kingdoms the Royals down to the mayors from cities including the village he was from, and looked in awe at the realization of how large this temple was, it seemed so small in the darkness.

(Name) Barely focused on the priestess as he looked at his mates, shadowy magic binding them together as (name) agreed to the contract of marriage "bound by the fates and the demon king himself, his Highness (name) Morningstar is granted a gift from his majesty of immortality, may his heart beat so long as his alphas" the demon king sat in the distance, watching his younger sons fondly, leaving hell to witness such an event as a red-haired demon stood beside him while staring intently.

(Name) Felt warm as he was brought close by his alphas and danced with them, a grand party that was sure to go on for the next week as guests watched and the city partied and after brought around to be introduced to guests "This is our elder brother, the next king" Lucifer introduced the Omega to his elder brother, next king of hell and intimidating to say the least but the large grin that broke out on his face said otherwise "my, a pleasure to meet you! My apologies that it took me so long to be able to meet you! Let me know if they act up all right. It will be nice to not have a little brother that will get on my nerves!" He teased as he hugged (name) and seemed so warm and understanding to him.

"My mate couldn't make it sadly, they're too far along to make the trip but hopefully after you two can meet!" Lucifer felt warm that his elder brother and a mate got along so well as the other brothers were dragged to talk to guests and eventually Lucifer and (name) went to speak to others, the Omega passed from alpha to alpha to not hog.

"An hour and you don't greet your parents?" (Name) Froze under Asmodeus' gentle hold as he turned to see the mayor of his village and his parents... And sister.

How did they get here?

"Not even an invite, thankfully our dear mayor invited us as his plus ones as his wife and sons couldn't make it," she said casually as his sister altered between glaring at him and swooning over Asmodeus, the beta looking flirty and showing her bust at him but the demon didn't even acknowledge her as he tilted his head at his mate's parents with a cold smile (name) didn't recognize but the gentle thumb rubbing his hip told him he was safe "my~ isn't this a surprise, (name) darling... Why don't you go make sure Beelzie doesn't eat everything, yes?" He urged his hesitant Omega who looked so precious and watched him walk away.

"E-excuse me!" The dad tried barking out and Asmodeus smiled coldly, a beta demanding not just an alpha but a supernatural alpha. Laughable really "I will allow you to continue to enjoy this celebration but if I hear even a whisper of my mate's name from any of your lips that isn't shining adoration I will remind you of your place," Asmodeus said barely above a whisper as he towered over the stumpy beta and his family, he read the letter.

All seven brothers read the letter.

And despite not being wrath, Asmodeus was the most upset.

No flirting, no banter.

Just a thinly veiled threat.

"Now you best behave"

You would think this Would deter (sister), make her behave... But no no.

She was hell-bent on having them.

Breaking this farce is a marriage.

It was expensive getting rut enhancer drugs but it was worth it in her eyes she looked around and saw that (name) was moved to Belphegor who sat in a corner quietly and (name) said worthless words to him and saw that Beelzebub was enjoying his food.

Perfect.

The drug was a fine powder, easy to mask on the powdered cream puffs that the demon was gorging on, slipping past when he went for some ribs and sprinkling on.

She just had to be available when the drugs kicked in.

It was not too long before the demon returned his attention to the cream puffs... But other people took them as well.

Like servants bringing them to their kings.

Oh well, she thought as she focused on Beelzebub and deemed everyone else as a stepping stone to her happiness.

Beelzebub froze after ten minutes, eyes dilating as he stood and looked around "Are you alright?" She tried to seduce the Alpha, pressing against him but like her brother, she didn't quite understand how mating worked and believed he would go to the first willing hole.

But in reality, he sought out (name) who was talking to Diavolos butler, the two fondly chatting about something or another.

"Move," he said coldly as he locked onto (name) marched to him, and lifted him, the other brothers looked concerned as Diavolo decided to start a ring dance and nodded at Lucifer, they all seemed to understand what was happening. (Name) Was confused as he was held close by his alpha who left the temple gardens and spread his wings before taking off, (name) shoving his face in Beelzebub's neck and that's when he smelt the rut. He couldn't help but whine, he was trying so hard not to go into heat but fuck...

He closed his eyes and felt himself sink further, sounds distorting and he felt his clothes removed carefully as voices spoke around him "he will be upset if we ruin this" Asmodeus...? Or is that Satan? "Alpha?" He slurred as the alphas kissed his flesh, cold to the touch and he felt something hard press against his back before he was pushed into his back, he couldn't even formulate a feeling of shame or worry as Belphegor traced the body paint that was on (name)s flesh "pretty..." The sleep demon murmured as he touched the womb tattoo a wave of pleasure washed through (name) and a low moan broke through him "Any pain he feels will feel like absolute pleasure... We may be dealing with a very horny Omega" Asmodeus teased, they didn't have an incantation to make him feel no pain during heat or pregnancy so it was the best option.

Especially because he kept moaning and crying, without it he would be writhing in pain.

"Why don't you spread your legs for us? Hmm? Show us how an Omega presents?" Lucifer spoke low and deep to the Omega who spread his legs on the bed and yelped when Beelzebub shoved his face between his legs and gave a long lick, pushing his legs over his shoulders as half his body was pulled nearly off the bed, Beelzebub on his knees before the bed. "O-oh! Alpha!" He cried out as Beelzebub ate his ass, licking around the rim before pushing in ever so slightly as the smell of slick was heavy in the room "wanna make alpha feel good? Why don't you show Levi here how much you want his cock?" Asmodeus took the initiative with getting (name) to pleasure them as they pleasured him, the Omega opening his mouth so prettily as the shy alpha fed him his cock, (name) licking the underside as he sucked. "H-how did he get so good?!" Levi gasped as he felt (name) hollow his cheeks with a vice force "I have been teaching him how to be a good little cock whore~" Asmodeus teased as Belphegor sucked on one of (name)s nipples as Asmodeus and Lucifer got hand jobs, the two assisting (name) a bit as his body shook.

Satan kissed his navel before moving to the omegas cock and sucking on it, the pre-cum leaking like crazy as (name) struggled to comprehend all the pleasure he felt, hips being held down as Beelzebub inserted a finger, curving it upwards against his prostate as he ate his ass like a final meal and added another finger "you're gonna be-- fuck! Taking a lot tonight baby ~" Asmodeus stammered as Levi came down (name)s throat, the Omega choking slightly but managing "fuck..? Shit.." Levi was already babbling as (name) 's body shook and a climax rolled through, Satan drinking it all "You want more?" Lucifer asked the Omega who whined "Nest!" Beelzebub wasting no time, feral and horny As the other alphas slowly went into a rut from being around a heat-stricken Omega, their demon forms were on full display. (Name) Was settled into his nest as they let Beelzebub enter first his large and heavy cock pressing against (name)s ass as (name) made out with Lucifer, pretty little sounds as Beelzebub pushed in slowly.

Each inch made for louder and prettier sounds from (name) as his body glistened with sweat, another climax rolling through him as Beelzebub was halfway through bottoming out before his hips snapped forward and his pelvic bone was pressed against (name)s ass cheeks "oh! Big...!" He cried out and pushed against him as Belphegor went behind him and held him up, kissing his neck as the others watched hungrily.

Beelzebub wasted no time pistoning his hips as (name) clawed at his skin, body shaking and writhing in pleasure as he poured slick "puppy up!" He cried out as he begged to be bread, owned and full... Belphegor moved around to Sroke (name)s cock and kiss his neck before biting into its neck watching (name) unfold as Beelzebub rolled his hips at the tightness and his grip so tight it was going to leave dark bruises on his hips come morning.

"Please please! Pup!" (Name) Begged for cum, pulling Beelzebub for a kiss and tasting his slick as the alpha's hips slammed one last time and cum poured into him, hot and sticky.

Beelzebub felt some sanity return to him as he looked at a fucked out (name) who couldn't even form words but babbled nonsense as Belphegor kissed him and coddled him "Let's get water and food into him then the next round starts" Lucifer instructed as they already prepared the necessary things that morning, food tested by the demons along with the water before feeding it to (name).

(Name) May have immortality but they still didn't want anything to happen to him.

Though poison pains right now would probably give him six earth-shattering orgasms.

No! No! Bad!

They washed the sweat and paint off his body as (name) recovered slightly but soon grew whiny as he was placed on top of Asmodeus, cock pushing in with ease and crying as Asmodeus gave harsh and slow thrusts.

"Come now, you got more to take ~"

Mammon was furious, absolutely livid as he slammed his fist against the assassin's skull, not wanting this vermin alive as his mate struggled with his heat and six cocks currently "You are taking my precious time with my mate, who the fuck sent you?" He was bordering feral as the assassin finally gave in "The sister! She wanted him dead!"

Oh?

Interesting.

Mammon left swiftly, telling the guards to find her, she couldn't have gotten far after all.

For now, the greedy demon needed to sink his cock into (name)s cute little ass.

And maybe bite it.

Bite it.

When he walked into the heated room, already nude he was met with (name) being railed by Asmodeus and Satan, cocks moving in his hole at vigorous paces as (name) sucked Lucifer's cock like he would die "(name), look whose here" Lucifer pulled him off his cock to look at mammon and the whine and moan that left his lips as he cried for the silver-haired demon, hands reaching for him, and who was mammon to deny something like this?

Mammon shoved his tongue in (name) 's mouth and relished as the Omega tugged at his hair "Wanna make me feel good?" He didn't even have to show his erect cock as (name) moved and took it in his mouth, mammon sighing at the tightness of his throat "he's a natural" Satan slapped (name)s ass as he pounded as Asmodeus sucked on his chest, the omegas hands going back to work as everyone slowly found a spot for them, the Omega cumming again in the process.

(Name) Was unconscious with Belphegor, needing a heavy rest before the next wave and thoroughly fucked out, the other alphas getting their turns after as Mammon reported findings and what the assassin admitted "She most definitely drugged Bee, our ruts not till winter" Asmodeus said thoughtfully, he should have just let Satan do what he originally wanted to do but that was (name)s choice, not theirs.

But now it was treason that they were talking about.

An attempted assassination against (name).

You see when Diavolo was the next king of hell, they were given rule of the overworld and essentially made (name) queen as they were to be overworld kings come coronation granted by their eldest brother.

And after this, (name) would be carrying their heir.

God, they were half erect at the thought of (name) pregnant.

"I have a manhunt for them, a bounty will be put up as well"

For now, they would care for (name).

When (name) woke, he couldn't feel his legs and his head felt foggy as he was placed into a warm bath "Good morning, lamb" Satan caressed his cheek "Alpha?" He said weakly, voice hoarse from their activities as Mammon gently massaged oils into him, the alphas already washing the cum and sweat off him "Hello pretty baby~ you took us so well, we are so proud of you" (name) chirped at the praise as he received loving kisses "after this was gonna feed you" Lucifer promised and (name) felt a slight sense of clarity "cuddle? Before heat comes back?" He asked as the others smiled, unable to resist the request.

(Name) Was naked and dried off as he cuddled the others who doted on him "You did so well, absolutely beautiful my love" Asmodeus cooed, and (name) let him kiss and love him "My garden?" He asked softly, why that was his worry beyond anyone but Lucifer eased his worries with the promise of the gardeners taking care of it.

For now, he was to relax.

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hyuckiefluff · 11 months

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tease | lee haechan

pairing: lee haechan x f!reader genre: enemies-ish to lovers, college au word count: 5.8k+ summary: Playing spin the bottle definitely wasn't what you had envisioned for your first college party. And the last person you expected to see was Lee Haechan. But life has a funny way of throwing surprises at you, and this time it came in the form of the bottle landing on some drunk dude who dared you to kiss Haechan. warnings: oral (m receiving), fngering, cursing, drinking, hc calls reader princess a/n: rushed this one a bit to post it on time for haechan’s bday :D i hope you enjoy! and happy birthday my haechan ilysm baby! - i recommend listening to sweat by zayn while reading

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"New girl… what was your name... oh right.. Y/N” the guy's words stumbled out of his mouth, clearly too many drinks deep into the night. He was trying so hard to formulate a single coherent thought, but his speech was all over the place. And there you sat, legs crossed, waiting for whatever command he was about to throw at you.

"You should, ehm... uh… oh I know… you should kiss the person in front of you," he slurred, barely able to keep his eyes open.

You tensed up when the words left his mouth. You expected having to kiss someone in this game but you weren’t all that excited or open to the idea. Sure, you could've just taken a shot and avoided the whole ordeal, but you had already declined way too many requests and had knocked back enough shots for the night. Plus, your friend had disappeared into the crowd a while ago, leaving you to fend for yourself. You didn't want to push your drinking limit any further.

But honestly, the mere thought of kissing anyone at that moment felt too awkward. You didn't know a single person in this circle, and the boys surrounding you seemed ready to pounce at the opportunity. The uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach grew stronger. And just when you thought things couldn't get any worse, someone sauntered into the circle, nudging the guy who had been in front of you aside, without a single word of protest. It was as if the universe itself conspired to make the situation even more complicated because there he was, in all his glory, Lee Haechan.

Let me give you a short backstory. Haechan was one of your brother's closest friends, and you practically grew up with him. Well, maybe "in his shadow" is a more accurate description. His larger-than-life personality always overshadowed your shy self whenever you were in the same room. And there was also the teasing. Haechan took great pleasure in getting under your skin. While most of your brother's friends ignored you, Haechan found it amusing to embarrass you at every opportunity. He'd mock your fashion choices and poke fun at your taste in music. Basically, anything he could find that was worthy of a good tease, he'd go for it. Sure, you'll admit that you were a bit of an awkward kid back then, spending most of your time holed up in your room, jamming out to some obscure indie band, and wearing some questionable outfits (you can totally blame your mom for that until you turned 13).

Anyway, let's just say Lee Haechan wasn't exactly the friendliest face in your memory bank.

It’s been two whole years since you last laid eyes on him, and you honestly thought you'd never have to see him again. Your big brother mentioned that Haechan went off to "some college" out of town, so you assumed your paths would never cross. But your brother also conveniently forgot to mention the crucial detail that Haechan had actually managed to get into your top-choice university. Yes, the very same one you had been raving about since the idea of higher education even entered your mind. Thank you for the heads up, big bro.

Now you were sitting here, about to lose your mind because the first time you’re meeting Haechan after all this time, you're being dared to kiss him...in front of all these people too. There was no way you could do this. Your hesitance was impossible to hide, and everyone seemed to notice. But Haechan, being Haechan, couldn't resist making a comment about it. Of course.

“She won’t do it.” He said, taking a casual sip from his drink.

Though he pretty much spoke your thoughts out loud, you still paused and looked at him raising an eyebrow. You would've shrugged it off, but there was no way you were going to let Haechan continue teasing you like that in college. You were too grown and fed up to allow him to treat you that way.

“And why won’t she?” You asked, crossing your arms.

He chuckled “Because she doesn’t have it in her.” He said the words slowly to taunt you.

Maybe it was the fact that he was talking as if you weren’t in the room, or that he seemed so sure that you were too much of a coward to kiss him but before you could stop yourself you started crawling up to him. The circle of people around you suddenly more interested in your every move. Now you were kneeling in between Haechan’s sprawled legs, so close to his face that you could smell the mix of alcohol with his cologne. He put down his drink, the look of bore left his eyes and he perked up a little at your sudden closeness. Without giving yourself time to cower away you closed the distance between your lips. You didn’t miss the slight flinch of surprise he gave when your lips touched, he really wasn’t expecting you to go through with it.

Haechan would sooner be caught dead than admit it but he really enjoyed getting a rise out of you. It gave him this weird rush whenever he saw you getting all flustered or even a little pissed off. Sure, you were usually the shy and soft-spoken type, but deep down, there was a side to you that had some fight in it. It wasn't something you showed to just anyone, but he had managed to bring it out of you on more than one occasion.

He never in a million years expected seeing you at this party. It had been a while since he even thought about you. So, when he spotted you in the crowd, he was completely caught off guard. He watched you intently all night, trying to figure out if it was actually you. It hadn't been that long since he last saw you, but there was something distinctly different about you. You were engaged in lively conversations, your laughter floating through the air. It was a stark contrast to the image he had of you in his head.

He only remembers how reserved you were, back then you weren't able to have a full conversation with him or even hold eye contact. So, when he ended up sitting in front of you, teasing you like he always did, he never expected you to do anything more than maybe give him some attitude and walk away. But man, did you flip the script on him.

Before Haechan could even process what was happening, there you were, on your knees in front of him. His attention instinctively went to your tongue darting across your lips, that simple action getting him way too excited. Before he had a chance to react, your lips were already on his. The kiss started off slow, like a cautious test drive. Haechan could tell you weren't exactly planning to go this far, he could sense that hint of hesitance in your every move.

This wasn't the kind of kiss he usually went for. He liked them rough, the kind that leaves you breathless. But, there was something about you taking charge that had him intrigued. Even though it was a simple kiss with no crazy fireworks, it managed to get both your hearts racing.

Your hands went to his chin to keep him in place while your lips fumbled in a slow rhythm that had Haechan going kinda crazy inside. He had to fight hard to keep his cool, resisting the urge to grab you and kiss you back as hard as he wanted to. His hands stayed glued to the floor. He was scared that if he touched you, he wouldn't be able to stop himself, and also because his palms were suddenly a sweaty mess and he doubted you’d like that.

You tilted his head back a bit causing his mouth to slack open. With this new access, your tongue shyly ventured into his mouth, as if following an instinctive cue. Haechan also took a chance and nibbled on your lower lip, causing a soft whimper to escape your lips. The sound made his whole body tense up. Your hands roamed from his chin to the back of his head, testing the waters by gently tugging on his hair. That's when an involuntary grunt slipped out of Haechan's mouth, snapping you both back to reality.

As you pulled away, his eyes slowly fluttered open. Yours immediately darted to his slightly swollen lips, tinged with the color of your lipstick. Acting on some unknown impulse, you brushed your thumb against his lips wiping off the lipstick. He glanced at your finger and then met your gaze again, his eyes filled with an intensity that made your breath hitch. You said nothing and wiped the remnants of lipstick from your finger onto his clean white undershirt, all while maintaining unwavering eye contact.

You stood up, trying not to make it too obvious that your legs were weaker than before. Seeing the slightly shocked and amused faces of everyone around you would’ve scared younger you into running away but you didn’t feel intimidated at all.

"I'm gonna grab a new drink," you announced, giving Haechan one final glance before making your way out.

Of course, you didn't actually head to the drinks table like you said you would. Instead, you dashed straight for the bathroom, your heart racing like a herd of wild horses. Closing the door behind you and allowing yourself a moment to process everything that just happened and pretty much freak out.

"Have you lost your damn mind, Y/N?" you scolded your reflection in the mirror, the harsh reality staring right back at you. Disheveled hair, smudged lipstick, and that dazed look in your eyes, mirroring the same one that Haechan had after the kiss. Letting out a heavy sigh, you rested your hands on the edge of the sink, reluctantly admitting to yourself that the kiss wasn't half bad. Who would've thought? Haechan, your tormentor, sure knew how to kiss. His lips felt downright amazing against yours, and the taste… a mix of alcohol with a subtle sweetness that lingered on your lips, intoxicating your thoughts as you unconsciously replayed the moment over and over in your mind.

But before you could fully immerse yourself, the bathroom door swung open with a force, causing you to yelp in surprise. In your mortification, you had completely forgotten to lock the damn door. Oh, how you wished you had because to your horror, the intruder turned out to be none other than Haechan himself. His surprise at finding you in the bathroom was evident, though you couldn't help but wonder if he had followed you all the way here.

"You could've found a better hiding spot, you know," he jeered, leaning casually against the wall, his eyes meeting yours through the mirror's reflection.

"I wasn't hiding, Haechan. Can't a girl have some privacy in the bathroom?" you fired back.

"Sorry, it's just that you looked a little frustrated when you left, princess," he taunted, his words dripping with a mixture of amusement and something else you couldn't quite put your finger on.

"Quit calling me that" you shot back, irritation lacing your voice.

Haechan merely shrugged, his teasing smile still intact. "You're right. A princess doesn't run away like that after a kiss," he continued to taunt, enjoying the effect his words had on you.

"I didn't run away," you retorted, trying to maintain your composure. "But I don't need to explain myself to you anyway, so get out, Donghyuck," you said, turning around to face him with a glare.

His teasing demeanor faltered for a moment, a flicker of genuine surprise crossing his face at the use of his actual name. "Wow, it's been a while since anyone called me that. I like the way you say it," he admitted, attempting to lighten the mood. However, seeing your unamused expression, he raised his hands in surrender. "Come on, the kiss wasn't even that bad. You don't have to be embarrassed. Though it was so short, I couldn't really judge it properly."

"Pity, because you're never gonna get another chance," you replied, determination seeping into your voice as you turned your back to him.

Haechan studied you silently, his gaze fixed on your figure. There was a brief pause, a moment where the air between you seemed to thicken with anticipation. Slowly, he closed the distance between you, his proximity making you grip the edges of the sink tighter. He position his hands next to yours, his larger frame enveloping yours. Through the reflection in the mirror, his eyes locked onto yours.

With a hushed voice, he leaned in close to your ear, his warm breath grazing your skin as he whispered, "We'll see about that."

The weight of his words hung in the air as he held your gaze for a moment longer. Then, with one final look, he pulled away, leaving you alone with your racing thoughts.

A few days went by until you saw Haechan again at another party. It was insane how quickly you were getting invited to these things. Your social life went from zero to a hundred really quick. Things were finally looking up, and you were having a blast, making more friends along the way.

But of course, there he was—Haechan, lurking in the shadows like some lingering ghost. It felt like he was always in your peripheral vision, pretending he wasn't staring at you. Seriously, why couldn't he just go away? You made up your mind that finding someone else to hang out with would be the perfect way to shake off his annoying presence. Preferably someone who didn't get a kick out of teasing you mercilessly.

Just when you were mulling over your thoughts, a smooth voice broke through the noise from behind you. "Hey there, what's a beautiful girl like you doing all alone?"

You turned to face him and recognized him was one of the players from the spin the bottle game

"Actually, I'm looking for my friend. She vanished into thin air, it seems," you replied, trying not to sound too awkward. Small talk was never your strong suit, especially with extremely attractive guys.

He nodded, laughing softly, "Well, I can help you find her, but only if you dance with me."

You considered it for a moment, thinking it might be exactly the distraction you needed. "Sure, why not? Lead the way," you said, setting your drink aside and taking his hand as he guided you to the center of the room where people were dancing.

"I'm Jeno, by the way," he introduced himself, leaning in closer to your ear so you could hear him over the music.

You shouted back, "Nice to meet you, Jeno. I'm Y/N." He responded with an adorable eye smile, and you couldn't help but smile back.

In those few fleeting minutes with Jeno, you were already smitten. He was far more polite and considerate than the typical guys you had encountered in college so far. At first, there was definitely an air of slight intimidation surrounding him, probably because of his tall muscular frame and silver blonde hair, but as you danced together, he showed his soft and kind nature. His hands rested firmly on your hips, providing just the right amount of contact without encroaching on your personal space. As you felt more comfortable in his arms, you entwined your hands behind his neck, and only then he pulled you closer. The swift movement caused a gentle collision against his solid chest, confirming what you had suspected earlier—Jeno was no stranger to the gym. His white shirt was clinging to him in all the right places and you had to force yourself to look away before he caught you staring.

As the music played and your bodies moved against each other, Jeno leaned close to your ear once again. "You know... during the spin the bottle game, I was annoyed," he confessed.

Confused, you raised an eyebrow. "Why's that?"

"Because I was supposed to get that kiss from you, before that guy came and took my chance," he explained, his expression adorably pouting to emphasize his disappointment.

Smiling at his confession, you couldn't help but tease him playfully. "Well, what if I told you I would've rather kissed you?"

His eyes lit up with delight, and you realized that he reminded you of a puppy. Jeno took your words as an invitation and slowly closed the gap between your faces, his lips barely grazing yours. But before the moment could fully unfold, the music abruptly stopped, and a crashing sound cut through the crowd. Turning your gaze over Jeno's shoulder, you saw chaos near the table where the sound system had been set up.

The whole display had been knocked over, and the DJ was engaged in a heated argument with another person. The other guy had his back to you, but you recognized that posture and when he turned his head to the side you confirmed who it was. Lee Haechan, his face contorted in anger as he flipped off the other guy who just kept yelling at him. His scorn only intensified when his eyes locked with yours, taking in the sight of you entangled with Jeno.

"What's going on over there?" you muttered to yourself, unable to tear your eyes away from the scene.

"Just some drunk jerk making a mess," Jeno replied, glancing back at you.

You wished you could have resumed where you left off with him, but the interruption had shattered the moment. Not to mention, Haechan's piercing gaze lingered in your mind making you feel somewhat uneasy.

"Uh... I'm kind of thirsty. I should get a drink," you said, trying to find an excuse to escape the overwhelming atmosphere.

"I'll get it for you," Jeno offered, flashing a quick smile before heading off to fetch the drink. As he disappeared into the crowd, you ran your fingers through your hair, feeling the heat rising within you. The intensity of the almost-kiss and Haechan's intense stare made it hard to catch your breath. You needed a moment alone, away from the suffocating crowd.

You made your way to the bathroom upstairs, your go-to escape room. However, as you reached the door, you discovered it was locked, and the lewd sounds coming from inside let you know it wouldn’t be available for a while. Frustrated, you let out a sigh and glanced around, hoping to find another bathroom. Knocking on each door along the hallway, you realized that most of them were locked too, leaving little doubt as to what was happening inside.

Just as you were about to give up, the door at the end of the hallway swung open when you tried it, and you immediately slipped into the room discreetly. Closing the door behind you, you breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for this temporary escape. You stepped into the bathroom and splashed water on your face and neck, trying to cool yourself down. Staring at your reflection in the mirror, you couldn't help but feel frustrated with yourself for allowing Haechan to disrupt your thoughts once again. You hadn't even exchanged a single word with him tonight, yet he managed to occupy your mind so intensely. The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, and with a shake of your head, you resolved to leave the bathroom and rejoin Jeno, who was probably wondering where you had run off to.

But to your surprise and horror, someone stood on the balcony. You hadn't even realized the room had a balcony when you entered. The figure seemed unaware of your presence. So you attempted to make a silent exit, and almost succeeded until you accidentally tripped over a trash can. Wow, you really needed to pay better attention to your surroundings.

"Y/N?" a familiar voice called out, the one that had been haunting your thoughts just moments ago. Frozen in place, you debated whether to make a run for it. Surely he wouldn't stop you, right? He wouldn't chase after you... would he?

"Haechan..." you sighed, your tone conveying your frustration at seeing him.

"Are you stalking me or something?," he asked, his teasing tone cutting through the tense air. You rolled your eyes at the absurd suggestion.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking that? It seems like you're always popping up wherever I go… first the game, then the bathroom, and now here," you retorted, counting off the instances on your fingers. "What are you even doing here?" You gestured around the room, emphasizing your point.

"I could ask you the same thing. Weren't you just getting cozy with that Kendoll downstairs?" he asked, hands nonchalantly tucked into his pockets as he gradually closed the distance between you. Now, up close, you could see him clearly. He wore a black graphic t-shirt with the words 'they come, they go,' and his jeans were ripped on the thighs. His hair was also somewhat styled. It was clear that he had put some effort into his appearance, unlike his usual messy style.

"You didn't answer my question," you persisted, fighting off the nerves that his proximity was starting to stir.

"Well, this happens to be my birthday party," he revealed, a hint of satisfaction in his voice at seeing the slight shock in your face.

"Oh… uhm… happy birthday," you awkwardly mumbled. His closeness now forced you to tilt your head upward, despite the height advantage your heels provided.

"Anyway, why did you make a scene at your own birthday party?" you asked, trying to kill the awkward silence and stepping away slightly to regain some personal space.

You made your way to the balcony, craving the fresh air as a relief from the intensity of the room.

"I guess you could say I wasn't vibing with the atmosphere, the music, the people... especially the people," he replied, his words hinting at something that you couldn't quite grasp.

"Hm, well, I was actually having a good time for once," you replied, leaning against the balcony rail. He mirrored your posture, but instead of gazing out at the street ahead, he fixed his gaze on you.

"Yeah, I could see that. So, who's your new boy-jock-friend?" he asked, his words dripping with sarcasm and… jealousy? You turned your head to the side, squinting incredulously at the ridiculous nickname he had given Jeno.

"His name is Jeno, and he's actually a really nice guy," you clarified.

"Is that so?," he hummed, his expression pensive. His lack of a proper response prompted you to look at him again, only to find him struggling to suppress a stupid grin.

"What, Haechan?" you demanded, growing tired of his antics.

"Nothing, just...I was wondering if you even like guys like that," he asked, shrugging.

"Why does it matter to you?" you shot back, your voice tinged with annoyance.

"It doesn't," he replied nonchalantly, but there was a subtle shift in his demeanor as he closed the distance between you. The intensity in his gaze mirrored the way he had looked at you after your first kiss. "But I know you don't like him." He whispered that into your ear, now standing directly behind you.

Caught off guard by his statement, you instinctively turned around to face him. Bad idea.

"You're wrong," you managed to reply, though the pitch change in your voice betrayed your nervousness. His amusement grew as he leaned against the balcony rail, his hands positioned on either side of you.

"Then answer this..." he began, his hand gently brushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear before cupping your chin, tilting it ever so slightly, "Why are you here with me instead of with him?"

You were at a loss for words. He was right. You should have been downstairs with Jeno, dancing some more, perhaps even kissing him. Yet, there you stood with this fool, your gaze inexplicably drawn to his lips and the way they moved, and how he unconsciously wet them every few seconds.

"Nothing to say?" he teased, his nose grazing against yours, and you couldn't help but close your eyes, knowing deep down that you were about to do something completely crazy. "I think we-"

"Shut up," you blurted out, unable to hold back any longer, and you closed the gap between your lips in a frenzy. The kiss was anything but slow this time; it was a messy collision of longing and pent-up tension that had been brewing for days. All the warning signs you put for yourself to stay away from Lee Haechan felt irrelevant now.

Your hands found their way into Haechan's hair, pulling on the strands as you tried to make him groan just like before. But this time, he surprised you by firmly gripping your thighs and seating you on the balcony rail. The cool metal against your bare skin made you shiver, but the sensation was quickly overridden by the warmth of Haechan's touch. The kiss grew more intense, a mess of lips and tongues, bites, sucks, and a chorus of eager sounds that escaped from both of you. The world around you faded away as you focused solely on how good his hands and lips felt.

"Please," you moaned against his lips, and he wasted no time. In a flash, he lifted you, carrying you effortlessly to the bed. The kiss never faltered as he positioned himself above you, his hands hungrily exploring your body. Your skirt was hiked up, and he suddenly grabbed your ass making you gasp. Clothes were becoming a nuisance, and Haechan noticed your impatience as you fumbled with his shirt. He couldn't help but chuckle at your eagerness, but he helped anyways, discarding the shirt and revealing a canvas of smooth skin that begged to be touched.

You traced the contours of his torso with your fingers, savoring the sight of every mole and line etched across his skin. Your ogling was momentarily interrupted when Haechan tried to remove your tangled shirt, provoking a dramatic sigh from you when he finally pulled it off your head. He laughed at this and your lips met once more in a short, sweet kiss before his attention shifted to removing your skirt.

Lying before him in nothing but your underwear, you watched as he straightened up, his gaze locked on your exposed form. You felt self-conscious but the way he was looking at you with darkened, adoring eyes, let you know that there was nothing to be shy about.

You flung your bra aside after unhooking it, meeting Haechan's hungry gaze as he took in your now exposed chest. You grabbed his hand inviting him to touch you. His hand glided from your belly to your breasts, exploring your curves slowly. He leaned and latched his mouth on your right breast, playing, nibbling, and sucking. He wanted to hear every moan and whimper coming from your lips. Each sound you made spurred him on, his body instinctively grinding against yours, his growing hardness pressing against you with every movement. You knew he was growing desperate with every sloppy thrust and lick of his tongue.

You hooked your finger through the chain around Haechan's neck and pulled him up so he was face to face with you "I want to try something," you whispered, planting a quick kiss on his lips. Gently pushing him by the shoulder, he willingly allowed himself to fall onto his back, his eyes fixed on you, filled with anticipation.

"What are you doing?" he asked, a playful tone lacing his breathless voice as you slowly crawled down his body, stopping in front of his crotch.

"What do you think?" you teased, unzipping his pants and sliding them down. His black boxers clung tightly to his arousal, already dampened with pre-cum. Biting your lip, you could already imagine his thickness just by the sight of it over his underwear. Looking up at Haechan, you noticed he had his hands behind his head to get a better view of your actions.

Without hesitation, you pulled down his boxers, causing his erection to spring up in an almost comical manner. There was no time to waste, you could tell that he might explode if you delayed any further. Grasping him firmly at the base, you used the slickness of his pre-cum as lub, pumping him a few times. Haechan bit his lips to contain his desperate moans, he didn’t want it to be so obvious that your simple touch on his dick almost made him cum.

But you had other plans. You wanted to hear him. You wanted to make him moan, whimper, and maybe even cry out in pleasure. Propping yourself up, you leaned in and without warning, kitten-licked his sensitive tip. Haechan's head flew back, as a string of curses left his mouth. Delighted by his fucked up state, you repeated the motion several more times before finally taking him fully into your mouth. Slowly, you went deeper, until he hit the back of your throat. Inevitably, a groan escaped him, his self-restraint crumbling as you began to suck him off properly. He moaned, thrusting his hips into your mouth, his grip on your hair becoming desperate to ensure you wouldn't stop. Seeing him in such a vulnerable and desperate state was a sight you never thought you'd witness - Lee Haechan squirming beneath you, completely undone by your actions.

"Oh, f-...uck... that feels so good," Haechan groaned, his voice strained as you hollowed your cheeks and sucked harder. He was thrusting against your face without even realizing it. You didn't blame him; he was so consumed by pleasure that he couldn't control himself. You reached down and gently played with his balls, wanting to see his reaction. The way his eyes rolled back, and his hips momentarily faltered, told you that another touch like that would send him over the edge. With a quick glance at you bobbing your head up and down his cock, Haechan decided he had reached his limit. He grabbed you by the cheeks, pulling your mouth away from his dick. The lewd sight of your saliva connecting you both in a string made him wish he could capture the moment in a picture to enjoy later.

"I need to fuck you right now," Haechan explained when you looked at him with confusion. With those words, he got off the bed and rummaged through one of the night tables, searching for a condom. As he pulled out the small wrapper, you couldn't help but ask, "How did you know that was there?"

"Because this is my room," he said casually, the revelation catching you off guard. Though, it made sense that this was his dorm, given that it was his birthday party.

He swiftly opened the condom wrapper and rolled it onto his cock. Without wasting any time, he climbed back onto the bed and slowly removed your panties, tutting at the sight of how wet you were. "Look at you," he said with a smile, allowing his fingers to explore your slick folds. The way your mouth opened and your eyes screwed shut in response showed just how bad you were needing to be touched there. As one of his fingers slowly entered you, he leaned in and kissed you, his tongue drowning out the moans that escaped your lips. Sensing your growing desperation, he added an extra finger, expertly pleasuring you. "H... Haechan," you moaned into his lips, and he hummed in response, continuing to finger you with more urgency.

"Please... more," you managed to gasp out.

"As you wish, princess," he whispered, removing his fingers from you and licking your essence off them. He positioned himself on top of you, aligning his cock with your entrance. Teasingly, he pressed it against you without fully entering. "Haechan..." you said, your tone suddenly serious, using his dangling chain to pull him closer. "If you don't stop teasing me, I swear I'm going downstairs to find Jeno."

He let out a bitter laugh, but the mention of Jeno noticeably changed his demeanor. Before you could say anything else, he plunged inside you. The immediate clenching of your walls around him caused both of you to moan loudly. Haechan gripped your hips and adjusted your position with surprising care. After a few more seconds, you grabbed his hips and pushed him slightly, indicating that you wanted him to go deeper. Without wasting any more time, he obliged, burying his cock further inside you. "Fuck," he groaned, the sensation of him stretching you feeling too incredible for words.

He began to move, his thrusts gradually gaining speed until he was practically ramming into you. The sight of his pretty face, screwed up with swollen lips from all the kissing and biting, dilated pupils, and droplets of sweat on his forehead, drove you wild.

Effortlessly, he grabbed your leg and propped it on his shoulder, allowing him to penetrate deeper, hitting a new spot that had your mouth foaming. He continued thrusting hard and fast, relishing in the way your breasts bounced with each powerful stroke.

Your whimpering only made him want to see you come undone even more. He leaned in and kissed you softly, the tenderness contrasting with his hard thrusts. You melted into the kiss, moans mixing between you both. He even slowed down his thrusts, lost in the kiss for a moment. But then he unexpectedly started ramming into you again, thrusting harder and pushing you closer to the edge.

"Cum all over my cock, princess," he commanded, his voice hoarse with pleasure. With a few more hard thrusts and the feeling of his mouth devouring yours, you felt yourself reaching an orgasm more intense than anything you've ever before.

"Fu-...oh my god," you moaned loudly, your legs trembling uncontrollably.

Haechan followed suit shortly after, his thrusts growing messier as you clenched tightly around him. He came with a loud, uninhibited moan that reverberated through the room, a sound that would undoubtedly linger in your mind for a long time.

The air grew still, and the only audible sounds were the heavy, ragged breaths escaping both of you. Lying on your backs, you found yourselves staring up at the ceiling, your legs still intertwined, too exhausted to make a move or utter a word.

But then, Haechan shattered the silence.

"Best fucking birthday ever."

a/n: btw i reached 127 followers right after posting this so thank you so much lol *cue the flute*

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jayke0 · 24 days

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A Pleasant Surprise

Summary: Steven has had something on his mind for a while now, and finally he divulges his fantasy to you; degrading was certainly not on your playing cards.

Rating: nsfw, smut

Warnings/Content: sub!Steven, dom!reader, fem!reader, “mommy” title, degrading, grinding, cumming in pants, lmk if there's anything else I should add :).

Word count: 1,441

Credit: @automnepoet for proofreading ily.

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When Steven had come to you with a “fun idea”, you'd expected something along the lines of ”naive uni teacher gets fucked by his student”, but this was so much better.

“Love? I have a, uh…suggestion,” Steven calls from the bathroom between brushing his teeth. “Well, it's more of a proposal, really.”

“Yeah? Go on.” You're sitting in your bedroom reading some gruesome crime novel that Marc seems to have a real distaste for.

You hear the water running briefly before your boyfriend joins you in the room, warm morning sun streaming in through the cracked curtains and casting a soft glow over his face. “I mean, we don't have to do it now of course. I know you're reading and all that, and I have to get to work in a bit–.”

You close your book and pat the edge of the bed, making him instantly respond to your gesture by placing himself down. “I'm all ears, sweetheart, lay it on me.”

Blood rushes to Steven's face as he actually thinks about saying it outloud, feet shuffling a little on the creaky floorboards. The words feel stuck in his throat now that he has to speak them, despite the fact he'd thought about the whole image on numerous occasions... and in great detail.

“Heeyy c’mon,” your hand brushes his arm, and you move closer to him to wrap your arms fully around his, crinkling his blue floral shirt. “You know I can't read your mind, Steven… Though I wish I could, that'd be super fucking helpful, then the other two couldn't lie to me.”

His chuckle makes you smile and you feel him draw in a long breath.

”I wanna like… grind against you… and I want you to mock me for it, u-until I cum… in my trousers…”

The pauses between his words are almost comical, but you look up at his face and see that he's completely serious, looking at you with wide eyes and waiting for an answer.

“Oh! Right.”

“Ah, Gods! No no... no no no no no, forget it–.” He frantically shakes his head, his hands doing the same as his face scrunches. “It's weird, I'm sorry, pretend I never said anything. Me and my big bloody mouth.”

“Steven,” you say between giggles, hand resting on his soft face to pull his gaze towards you. “It's not weird, silly! I just didn't expect you to be the one that's into degrading.” Careful not to fall back off of the bed, you climb onto his lap, thighs either side of his as you examine his expression, how gorgeous he looks with his brows knitted together and his unruly curls that Marc would definitely be gluing down with copious amounts of gel right about now.

His chest deflates as he lets out a soft sigh, resting his head on your chest out of embarrassment while you link your arms around his neck to run your fingers through the long curls at the back of his head. You feel his hands graze up your back, gliding under your night shirt and making you shiver with the warmth.

“Are you sniffing me?”

“No! Well…” he pauses, “yeah, but not in a creepy way.” The man lifts his head and looks up at you with those big doe eyes, and you watch them close as you start rolling your hips down on him slowly. You're only in your underwear underneath that shirt, but Steven is fully clothed and ready for work… or at least he would be, if his eyes weren't fluttering shut and arousal wasn't growing in his tummy.

“I promise you, darling, I like your idea.” You reassure him with your hips drawing slow circles against the material of his trousers, creating a delicious friction. “As long as you tell me if it's too much, alright?”

The bed creaks a little with your grinding before he looks up at you, nodding with a kind of desperation in his eyes that lights a fire in your gut.

“You promise?”

“Yeah love, yeah I promise.” He says, his voice a little more whiny.

You don't bother yourself with working out the psychological reasons for why your boyfriend enjoys being degraded about how long he can last, chalking it up to his masculinity, despite your reassurances that he's just as much of a man as his other two alters.

“You've got 10 minutes, think you can do that?”

Steven groans at your question, since both of you know all too well that 10 minutes is more than enough time. Still, he nods, big puppy dog eyes looking up at you and begging you to divulge in his vision.

A smirk creeps across your face when you see those glassy eyes, your gaze trailing down to the blush dusting his cheeks and the straining muscles in his neck.

“God Steven, I love the way you look at me. Look at those big soft eyes, all for mommy, aren't they?”

He lets out a whimper with the use of that title, his cock stirring in his trousers and reminding you of the thin barrier that's stopping you from grinding on the rough material of his slacks all together. The man doesn't take his gaze off of you; he drinks in every one of your features as if he's seeing you for the first time.

Rocking his hips up, he pants.

“Yes mommy, all for you, I'm all for you.”

“That's right, sweetheart, those desperate eyes are for me. that dumb little face is mine.” You lean forward and nip his bottom lip, soothing it afterwards with your tongue as he gasps and bucks his hips.

“I can feel you twitching, baby. You just can't help it, can you? Always getting so worked up and hard when I'm around, maybe I should put this pretty cock in a cage, what do you think?”

Steven's shoulders drop as he leans forward into your neck, biting and sucking any skin he can get his mouth on while his hot breath and whimpers raise goosebumps over your skin.

The suction he had in your neck is broken as his head is suddenly jerked backwards, your grip tight in his hair and making him whimper pathetically.

“I asked you a question, sweetheart.”

His adam's apple bobs in his throat as he tries to suppress his moans, his head nodding wildly. “Yes mommy, I'd– agh–I'd love that.” His hips buck again.

“Mhm.. then you'd at least last longer than 5 minutes, you'd actually be able to fuck me properly.”

Steven's mouth hangs agape, his eyes now squeezed shut as his grip on your hips tighten and he guides your hips down on him harder, wanting more, anything.

“Sh–it… Ah- Feels so good.” His eyebrows knit together in a beautifully strained way. “More, gimme more–.”

You tut with a small smirk on your lips, rocking back and forth to coat his trousers in your own arousal that's seeped through your underwear.

“Oh, look at you, you gonna cum in your pants, baby? Gonna prove how pathetic you are to mommy?” You feel the muscles in his shoulders and back tighten. “C'mon sweetheart, cum for me, ruin those pants.”

Sweet moans and whimpers tumble from the man's rosy lips as he finally lets go, staining his boxers enough that you feel the wetness as it soaks a spot on his trouser leg.

His grip on your hips loosens, but he doesn't stop whimpering, soft babbles and huffs escaping his throat as he calms down. You stroke his head, combing your fingers through his hair as your hips slow. “Good boy, you're such a good boy, Steven.” You smile brightly at him, despite the fact his eyes are still shut.

They only flutter open when he feels your hand stroking his cheek and tilting his head down.

“Are you ok, baby? How do you feel?”

His cheeks are flushed bright red still, beads of sweat sitting on his forehead from the warmth of his button-up shirt. A smile cracks across his face as he nods shyly, “I'm ok– great, yeah.. I'm great, actually.”

“You sure? I didn't hurt your feelings, did I?”

He shakes his head and tilts face to kiss your palm. “No, you didn't, love. I promise.”

His eyes drift down to the wet patch on his trousers, your eyes following as you chuckle softly.

“Should probably change…” He mumbles while resting his head on your shoulder.

“Yeah, that's probably a good idea.” You place a kiss on his neck as you embrace him, ignoring the fact that he will most definitely be late to work… again.

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maidragoste · 1 year

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Bastard

Aemond Targaryen x Reader (Daughter of Rhaenyra)

Summary: Aelor finds out that you are not his biological mother.

Disclaimer: English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes.

part of the universe of "the queen and her husbands" but can be read independently

Masterlist Serie

It was no secret that Aemond had days when he felt uncomfortable seeing Aelor because he reminded him of Alys Rivers. Still, he always tried to be a good father, one better than Viserys. That's why when he just saw his son enter his chambers with a red face and full of tears he was already ready to cut off the head of whoever he had hurt his son. But that had to wait because now he had to deal with reassuring his child.

"Come here"

Another time Aelor would stay where he was and try to calm himself down. He wanted to show his father that he was already a big boy, but right now all he wanted was to be in his arms and be comforted so he ran to Aemond and let him sit on his lap.

"Why don't you tell me what happened?" Aemond asked as he stroked the boy's back in circles.

"Baelon called me a bastard" replied his son, still crying but at least he didn't seem as agitated as before.

Well, he forgets the murder part because Aemond can't kill his other son but he would definitely punish him for bothering his brother. Though he could already imagine Baelon telling him that he couldn't punish him for telling the truth. It didn't matter that you and Aegon legitimized the boy to the rest of the world, he would always be a bastard.

It was not your intention to lie to Aelor. They never told him that you were his mother, but you didn't deny it when he first called you Muña. He was just copying his siblings and you didn't feel the need to correct him because for you he was another son.

"He also said that Muña is not my mother," he said with a trembling voice "Is it true?" Aelor asked devastated because deep down he already knew the answer. Baelon was right to point out that he didn't look like any of his family. All of his siblings had platinum or blonde hair while he had brown curls. Aemon wanted to make him feel better by telling him that their grandmother, Alicent, also had dark hair but Aelor wasn't a fool. His hair was nothing like their grandmother's.

"Your brother is wrong" Aemond replied instantly. It felt disrespectful for someone to say that because even though you didn't give birth to Aelor, you were the one who took him in first, you were the one who, upon learning of his illness, flew to Harrenhal and took care of him as if he were another one of your children, you were the one who convinced him to bring the child to live with you, you raised him as if he were yours so you were his mother "You were born of another woman" when he saw that his son was about to interrupt him he continued speaking "But your Muña will always be your muña. She loves you more than anything just like she loves your brothers. It doesn't matter that you were not born to her, you are as much her son as your brothers are"

"Your kepa is right," you said from the door, drawing the attention of both. You had found out what happened because Aemon went looking for you worried because he couldn't find Aelor. You were furious when you heard that Baelon had called his brother a bastard, you wanted to question him and find out where he had heard that word from and why he said it to his brother, but you were too worried about Aelor's reaction. You had always feared that once he learned the truth of his parentage, he would hate Aemond, Aegon, and you for killing his birth mother. "You weren't born of me" you started walking towards them "But that doesn't make me love you less than your brothers. You will always be my son" you affirmed as you gently caressed his face.

"You promise?" the boy asked, still not sure. Yesterday Baelon had no problem playing with him and today he seemed to hate him. Grandma had days when she seemed to love him and others when she barely tolerated him. The same with his uncle Egg from him, he sometimes stared at him with deep sadness. What if one day they tell you something and make you stop loving it?

"I promise" you kissed his forehead "How could I stop loving you when you're one of the best huggers around?" you said managing to make Aelor smile. You snatched it from your husband's lap and started tickling him causing the room to fill with the boy's outrageous laughter. You were sure anyone could hear it in the hallways but you didn't care. You just wanted your son to forget about the bad moment that happened.

Aemond looked at them with a smile. He would never stop being grateful to the gods for letting him survive the battle at Eyes God and he would never get tired of seeing you with their children. No matter what the interaction, you could be singing to them, reading to them, playing with them, or, like now, comforting your child. Every time he witnessed the bond between you and the children he always warmed his heart.

"Kepa, help," Aelor asked between laughs.

"I'm sorry, son. But I have a council meeting," Aemond said, drawing your attention.

"Wait, do we have a council meeting?" you stopped tickling your son and put him down instantly, worried that you had forgotten your duty "Aemond!" your husband had taken advantage of your moment of distraction to start tickling you and your son soon joined the attack "You liar" you complain between laughs.

"I'm sorry, my dear wife. But I couldn't let you continue torturing our son."

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Kylian Mbappe with major baby fever but you’re not buying it

Let's have a baby

Kylian and I are in bed having a conversation

"So uhm what do you think about having a baby?"

I'm silent, I don't have a response to that question, fuck what do I say

"Uhhhhh, yeah maybe in a few more years"

"How many years is a few more years"

How about 10-15

"3-4 years maybe"

"What that's too long"

"How long do you want it to be then"

"Maybe in the next year"

Is he mad the next year, that is way to soon

"Kylian we can't have a baby within the next year"

"Why not?"

"Because I-I I don't want to"

"You don't wanna have a baby or you don't want to have a baby with me"

"I don't want to have a baby"

"Why not?"

"I'm not ready"

"I've seen how you are with kids you are great with them, you'd be a good mother"

"Thanks"

"So can we have a baby?"

I get out of bed and walk to the bathroom to get ready for the day, he follows me and waits for my answer

"Not yet Kylian"

"But the last time we had this conversation you said you were ready"

"Well I changed my mind" I say getting angry that he keeps pressing on about the matter

"What made you change your mind?" He says getting frustrated with me

"Kylian I don't want to have a baby" I say getting louder

"What changed your mind?" he asks sounding even more frustrated

"I realised I wasn't ready to be a mother" I say

"You were ready the last time" he says

"We're going around in circles you realize that right, you keep asking me the Same question and everytime I give you the Same answer"

"Well maybe I wouldn't be asking you the same question if yourself explained properly"

"Kylian it's a new day and we're starting it on a bad note"

"You've been avoiding this topic for months now and everytime I bring it up you come up with an excuse"

"Because I don't want to talk about it"

"Why do you have to be so difficult"

"Kylian I know you keep asking me the same questions because you're not satisfied with my answers"

"Oh wow look at that, see this is why I married you, you know me so well"

"Stop patronizing me"

"What you don't like my responses,see how it feel?"

"You're hurting my feelings Kylian that's not funny"

"You're also hurting my feelings"

"Because I don't want to be pregnant?"

"But you know that for the longest time I've wanted to a father"

"You seem to forget whose body this is, you're telling me what to do with my body?"

"I'm not I'm just suggesting"

"Well I'm not talking your suggestion"

"WHY?"

"Don't shout at me Kylian"

"WHY DON'T YOU WANT TO HAVE A BABY?"

"BECAUSE THE LAST TIME I WAS PREGNANT I HAD A MISCARRIAGE"

"What?"

"There was a time when I found out I was pregnant, and I didn't tell you because it was that time you and Neymar were fighting and the world had seen you as an arrogant person, I didn't want to tell you because you always looked exhausted, and angry about the whole thing I didn't think it was the right time to tell you

Then one day when you were gone for the international break, I was having stomach cramps, and I knew it was bad because I can't be on my periods and be pregnant, so I went to the doctor and I found out I had lost the baby, and I didn't want to tell you because you looked much happier and I knew if I told you it would make you sad, I hadn't seen you that happy in a long time, so I decided not to tell you and you were never home so that made it easier to hide my pain and hurt"

"Mais pourquoi"

"Whenever we were together I wanted us to be happy because I knew the moments would be short lived and you'd have to go back to playing"

I look at him with hurt and he looks at me with shock and hurt

"I'm sorry Kylian, please forgive me"

"I-I-I can't" he whispers

He walks out the bathroom then down the stairs and out the front door

I then cry, cry for my husband, cry for my unborn baby, cry for the life I would have and cry because of everything that has happened

After wiping my tears and fixing myself I continue with my day

But every now and then I think about the events of the morning and Kylian has ben gone for 6 hours now and I've been calling but his phone keeps going to voicemail

After 8 hours of being absent Kylian finally comes back home, I'm sat on the sofa when he walks in

"Hey"

"Hi" he says

He walks to the kitchen and grabs a bottle of water

"Are you ok?"

"Mhm"

"Can we please talk"

"Yeah"

He walks towards me and we sit on the sofa

We sit in silence until I break it

"Kylian I'm sorry, for not telling you about the baby and keeping it a secret from you, but you have to understand that I was doing it to protect you and your happiness"

"I went out to clear my head, and to think about what you told me and I thought about it and at first I was angry and upset at you for not telling me what was going on with you, but then I realized you've suffered so much all on your own and I wasn't there to walk you through it"

"I am your husband and I'm supposed to be there for you, we are supposed to face problems together and that's why I say we are both at fault here, you are at fault because you didn't tell me what was going on with you and I'm also at fault because I wasn't there for you and I didn't give you an environment where you can tell me, I'm sorry"

"I'm sorry as well"

"Do you forgive me" we both say at the same time

"Yeah I forgive you"

"I forgive you aswell"

He pulls me in for a hug and says

"And we don't have to have a baby now, we can wait until your body is ready and until you are ready I won't bring up the baby topic anymore unless you bring it up"

"Ok, thank you Kylian"

"You're welcome amour"

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what-if-nct · 4 months

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Stray Kids reaction to their plus size girlfriend being afraid to get naked during sex.

Bangchan: "Hey, if you're not comfortable doing it, you don't have to. I would never want you to be uncomfortable with me. But I want you to know that you have nothing to be afraid of. You're body is beautiful in every way and all I will ever see is it's beauty. You can stay in your dress the entire time if that makes you comfortable but I'll be waiting patiently for when you're ready to take it off." Chan ran his hand down your shoulders as he placed a kiss on your cheek that trailed down your neck and over your shoulder. "You're absolutely beautiful and I will do everything in my power to get you to see that."

Lee know: "Wait, come here. What's going on?" Lee know asked taking your hand in his and pulling you closer to him. You gesture to your body that was twice the size of his. "And?" He shrugged as his eyes stared into yours "You think I don't already know what you're body looks like. Clothes can only hide so much and I love everything I see so far. No look at me" He guided you to face him. "I of course won't push you but I want you to know you don't ever have to hide yourself from me. Alright?" He tilted his head waiting for a response. "Alright?" He asked again his lips curling up when you nod as his arms wrap around you.

Changbin: "You never take off more than your shirt. Why is that?" Changbin asked something that has been on the back of his mind for a while. You explain why which only pulls him closer to you. "What makes you think that I wouldn't want to see all of you. There's nothing about you that I don't love." He wrapped his arm around you as you both sat at the head of the bed. "It's like you don't even notice the way I look at you, why aren't you noticing that? Huh? I can't hide it" Changbin nudged you as he looked toward you with a soft smile. "You don't have to take everything off at once or right now but you just have to know I want to see everything eventually and you don't have to cover up in front of me" he pressed his lips against yours.

Hyunjin: "Wait, wait why are you crying?" Hyunjin dropped the hem of your dress he pulled up higher than you wanted him to. You explain you didn't want him to see that much of your body as you cried through your words. "What do you mean?" He held your hand as he searched for your fallen eyes. "Did I ever do anything to make you feel this way?" He asked his eyes becoming teary as he watched you shake and cry in front of him. "I would never want you to feel that way" he brushed your hair behind your ear and ran his thumbs under your eyes to dry your tears. "I want you to feel comfortable with me. Your body is beautiful, and perfect. You're soft, warm and a combination of multiple circles creating dips and curves I can't help but touch. You don't have to be afraid of me seeing too much. I honestly haven't seen enough" his hand held your warm teary cheek as his almost equally teary eyes stared into yours. "You have nothing to worry about as long as I'm here." He held your face in his hands. "Okay?" His eyes were soft as he looked into yours. "Okay" you respond bringing a smile to his face as his lips met yours. "You don't have to do anything at this moment. I don't want to continue while you're crying. But can I hold you?" Hyunjin just barely got out before you clung to him. "Don't worry all you have to is lay here with me" he guided you to lay in the bed with your head on his chest as he held you tightly in his arms.

Han: "Don't say that. What makes you think I don't want to see you like that? Who made you feel that way?" Han asked as he watched you fidget with your clothes. You explain it wasn't anyone it's just how you feel. "But you shouldn't feel that way. Why wouldn't I want to see all of my girlfriend?" He wrapped his arm around you as he held your hand that was trying to hold your shirt down. "I don't know what put that silly idea in your head but I think you should know that there is nothing wrong with your body, it's perfect in every way and I can't wait for the day you choose to share it all with me." He squeezed you tighter as he nuzzled his face into your neck.

Felix: "No, no don't say that" Felix followed you as you walked away from the bed "Why would you think I didn't want to see you naked? I don't understand where that's coming from" he took your hand in his "I would never think negatively about your body. You're absolutely gorgeous and I don't know why you don't see that" he tried his best to make contact with your avoidant eyes. "Listen" Felix laid his hand under your chin allowing your eyes to finally meet. "I don't want you to ever feel uncomfortable around me. My only goal is to make you feel loved. You don't have to completely disrobe today or even ever but I want you to know you should never be afraid to in front of me. You're absolutely perfect" Felix pressed his lips against yours. "You can keep your dress on, you can wrap yourself in my sheet, you can do whatever makes you comfortable as long as you're with me is all that matters"

Seungmin: "Hey listen to me. First of all it's actually ridiculous for you to be afraid of doing that in front of me" he stood up from the bed and walked up to you taking your hand in his. "Listen, this shouldn't surprise you but I know you're a big girl. And guess what? I love that, with or without clothes doesn't matter. You look amazing either way. But I will not have you thinking I'm shallow and not attracted to every ounce of you. Alright?" He tried to hold eye contact. "look at me when I'm talking to you" His voice was soft and playful as his lips formed a soft smile. "You are absolutely perfect and beautiful you just have to accept that" he began poking your side successfully getting you to smile. Now I will leave the room and let you get comfortable under the covers leaving on as much as you feel comfortable with. I promise I won't look wherever you don't want me to but i can't promise I won't touch" you could feel his smirk against your cheek as he left you with a kiss.

Jeongin: "Hey, hey" Jeongin reached for your hand as he was sat on the edge of the bed "come here" He pulled you slowly in his lap despite your resistance to sit "No, no we've been through this sit" he made sure all of your weight was on him. "Now I would love to see you in less clothes, I'd do anything to see you in just your underwear. What makes you think I feel otherwise?" He looked up at you as he held you tightly knowing you would escape his lap if he let go. You do nothing but gesture to your body that spilled over his smaller frame as he held you. "Okay and?" He shrugged. "Do you think I don't spend every minute I'm with you checking you out, getting excited when you wear something tight, of course I want to see you without clothes. You don't have to take off anything but I'd be happy to at the very least see your shirt and your bra my floor one day" he grinned as he played with your bra strap. You pulled the straps of your top down exposing your bra but keeping your stomach covered. "That's a great start" Jeongin smiled up at you as he undid your bra.

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fushipurro · 4 months

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Lessons in Love

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☆ Synopsis: A sudden book tour event forces you and toji to have some time apart. Complicated feelings arise and more troubles stir that shake the foundations of your relationship.

☆ Content: 18+ MDNI, f!reader, mma!toji, jjk au, pet names, roommate!satoru, roommate!suguru, foreplay (vaginal, nipple), creampie, biting/sucking/scratching, age gap (10 years), mentions of violence and blood, jealousy/angst, toji fluff, nanami fluff, masturbation, phone sex

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"say that again, doll?"

"i said~, my publisher wants me to go on a book tour to celebrate my upcoming release."

"i heard that part," he reached around your waist, pulling you tightly against his bare body, "but what i didn't hear was how long you'd be away from me for."

"it's only for two weeks, toji," you laughed, "i'll be back by christmas and then we can spend the whole day together, okay?"

the man buried his face in your hair, hands refusing to let go of your body. a part of him afraid that if he let you go, you'd shatter again and he'd never get you back.

"besides, i'll still be able to call so you better answer," your hand moved over his, sinking deeper against him. "this is really important to me."

"i know, sweetheart," his husky voice vibrated off your neck, "i know you'll do so well." he smirked, leaving soft kisses against your skin.

the day of your flight came all but slowly, cursing yourself for agreeing to an early flight, but still had all your bags packed and ready to go. toji refused to let you go off in a taxi, insisting that he'll drive you to the airport himself.

it drove him crazy giving you space the night before, but you both knew if you slept together beforehand, you'd be doing anything but sleeping. either way, toji didn't get an ounce of sleep as evident by the deep circles below his eyes.

he snatched your luggage from you at the entrance to your apartment, "you seriously need all this?"

"hey you should know by now that it takes a lot to make a good appearance, i have to look my best!"

"you always do thou─"

"y/n~!"

you turned before immediately getting tackled into a hug by satoru, suguru standing behind. toji scowled, resisting the urge to scruff him off of you like he was a cat.

"you better call and send tons of photos, we're gonna miss our favorite roommate."

"i'll miss you too, 'toru," you smiled, "you too, sugu. i'll call you guys at the hotel."

suguru took the initiative to pull his man off you so you wouldn't miss your flight.

"you ready yet?" toji asked, with an annoyed puff. he softened his expression when you looked back up at him.

you wished the drive to the airport would last longer. being away from toji now wasn't going to be easy in any way, especially with how much better your relationship has been in recent times. time apart is a good thing though, right? absence makes the heart grow fonder, blah blah blah...

once on the road, toji's hand rested on your thigh keeping a comfortable grip.

"what are you going to do while i'm gone?"

"the only thing i'm good at, fighting," he scoffed.

"oh please, toji, you're plenty good with more than that."

his face lit up with an almost predatory gaze and his grip tightened, thumbing rubbing circles on your thigh, "oh yeah? like what?"

you laughed, "the light's green, honey."

"and yet, all i see is red, sugar," he smirked.

as expected, when you made it to the airport, he refused again to let you carry anything but your own purse. staying right at your side with his eyes on you.

a blond man came into sight and a smile crossed your face.

"hope i didn't keep you waiting for long, mr nanami!"

"miss fushiguro," the man greeted, giving a quick adjustment to his tie, "and who is this you brought?"

"oh right, toji, this is my publisher, mr nanami." you stood between the two men, oblivious to the scowl toji was making.

toji stood close, fixing his posture like it was some competition. his eyes coldly set on the man before him. right now he's just feeling extra possessive even when really there's no need.

that doesn't stop his large hand grabbing hold of your waist to pull you against him, "i'm toji. y/n's boyfriend."

"a pleasure, toji," kento remained calm, glancing at his watch and back to you, "now that you're here, we should go check in for our flight."

your expression turned sullen, eyes turning to toji with an attempt to smile. he leaned down in front of your face, mere inches from your lips.

"what's wrong, princess? you missin' me already?"

your hands reached behind his neck and pulled him closer, eyes glossing over but still trying to be happy, "i am".

"well don't think you're leaving without this," he pressed his lips against yours for a few moments and when the kiss was done, you planted your forehead against his while cupping his cheeks.

"you just be a good girl and come back to me soon, okay?"

"i will, i promise," you nodded, wiping your tears and waving goodbye to toji, walking off with kento.

toji wasn't the sappy type to sit there by the window waiting for your takeoff, but that didn't stop him from keeping his eyes to sky instead of the empty leather passenger seat beside him.

the moment the plane touched down at your destination, chaos quickly ensued.

kento kept a tight schedule and urged punctuality. your luggage was dropped off in a hotel room and you were whisked away for one of many meetings to occur in the next two weeks.

on toji's end, he trained at the gym until the the moon was high before hitting up a ramen stall on his way home. he wished so badly his phone would shine your pretty little face and as much as he debated just calling you himself, he figured you were probably be busy with work anyways.

the first night of your book tour went better than you hoped. the venue was full of various people begging for signatures and photos with you, eager to know more details about your upcoming book.

kento kept everything running smoothly, trying to make sure you weren't overwhelmed by the crowd but also making sure it was a good first impression for the tour.

when you finally got back to your hotel, you wasted no time in crashing onto the bed and closing your eyes for a few minutes.

"would you like to shower first, miss fushiguro?" your publisher interrupted, setting his briefcase down on the desk in the room.

"oh no, that's fine. i'll probably take longer so do what you need to do."

i also want to see how he's doing.

right. the one thing you meant to do and said you would when you got here before running off to your own world.

pulling your phone out, the first dozen notifications were all from satoru asking if you were still alive along with photos of him and suguru together.

nothing from toji, which was a bit saddening, but not atypical of him.

y/n fushiguro sorry, it's been a long day. you up? sent: 12:16am

you put your phone down not expecting much given the time, when to your surprise it began to ring.

"i'm surprised you're still awake."

"don't you sound tired, sweetheart."

"that's what shaking hands and talking to several dozen people will do to you," you laughed, your voice slightly hoarse. "i miss you, toji."

the man was silent for a moment, "i miss you too."

for the next several minutes, you chatted away, telling toji all about the people you saw, the things they said or asked. he was more than happy just to listen you talk. oh how he missed the sound of your voice in his ears.

the door clicked behind you, followed by kento's smooth voice filling the room, "it's all yours, miss fushiguro."

"hah?" toji growled, "you ain't alone?"

you nodded to kento and placed your attention back to your phone, "no i'm with mr nanami. it's just us representing for the tour so it was easier to cover costs with one hotel room."

"that so? well for his sake i hope he keeps his hands to himself."

"toji!" you scolded, your groggy voice turned to a whisper, "there's nothing to worry about. look who's being a little jealous now," you teased.

toji scoffed, rolling over on his side looking down at the empty spot you always lay on when you're with him in bed. those words hit his head abruptly like spotting yourself in a mirror. jealous?

jealousy was something toji wasn't, or rather, couldn't be familiar with. growing up as a black sheep in his family, mistreated while everyone else was loved and accepted.

he never was told what he did wrong besides the fact that he was born and there was nothing he could do to right it. forced to bear with that "sin" and continue honoring his family name.

maybe a piece of him was always jealous but toji was not allowed to express these types of feelings, he couldn't express "weakness" in any form and had to become the strongest.

it was only when he finally cut himself away from that life that he was able to create a false reality for himself. he used the zenin name in the underground arena as a means to besmirch what should have been the family that loved him. he created this whole persona of someone capable, someone everyone either feared or desired.

he doesn't need to be jealous anymore as he is now. he's been forced to rely on only himself and has become so sure of himself that being envious shouldn't cross his mind but yet in this situation, it does.

you came along and started chipping away at the walls he built around himself but yet you still you want him more. you look at him like you would anyone else, a human, and not some walking calamity that shouldn't ever have been born.

your willingness to love and accept toji for who he his despite knowing so little about his past or the hell he's walked through time and time again, he treasures that.

maybe that's why he felt the way he did. jealous. despite what he went through and how he believes he doesn't truly deserve you, none of that could possibly stop his heart from beating the way it does in your presence.

he wants to be selfish and keep you for himself. he wants to protect you even if you don't need it. most of all, he's enjoying how it feels to be loved wholeheartedly.

"toji? tooojjjiii."

the man snapped back into reality, "yeah?"

"i thought you fell asleep on me, you okay?"

"i'm fine," he hummed in response, "you on the other hand should be asleep already. can't look your best for the fans if you show up with bags under your eyes."

hearing you laugh and in an especially tired sort of way calmed him in ways he couldn't express.

"you're right, i should go shower already, but i'll call you again as soon as i can, okay? i love you, toji."

"i love ya too, princess."

it had been about a week since that phone call with toji, with many sleepless nights in between as you shuffle from hotel to hotel along your tour.

during which time, your publisher was contacted about having a news crew interview you which he noted would be good for publicity.

much to your dismay, said interview was taking place the same night as an important fight for toji that you set aside time for previously to watch.

"don't worry, we'll make sure to record it for you!" satoru had said in your last phone call with each other.

"thanks, but it's not the same as getting to watch him live..."

"i don't think toji will mind either way, you have a job to do too, so do your best. i'll make sure your interview gets recorded too."

"i appreciate that, sugu. god i can't wait to be back home."

"aww you miss us that badly? we love you too, roomie~!"

"miss fushiguro, i urge you to focus on getting ready. we need to be there early so the news crew can brief you on what to expect."

"i know i know, but his match is coming up, i don't want to miss this."

you lifted the laptop up, moving to a vanity to prepare your makeup and hair.

"our next fight for the night is toji zenin facing off against..."

your eyes dart back to the screen, "finally!"

a smile stretched across your face when the man walked onto the stage. his opponent wasn't near the size of toji, but plenty built nonetheless as you'd expect.

the first round went by, toji winning it albeit not as fast as he usually ends things. his punches weren't as impactful as you've seen him land before and you could tell it was getting on his nerves.

shiu was at the edge of the arena giving him pep talks and all the while toji continued to scowl.

round two was just beginning when kento interrupted, "miss fushiguro, it's time to leave."

"do we have to? toji's fight is finally here..."

"we'll be late if we don't leave now, miss fushiguro. i understand this is important to you but you can't forget your own priorities."

"i know i know," the smile faded from your face, standing up from the vanity and giving one last look to the fighter before closing the screen.

on toji's end, the fight was reaching its halfway mark, the opponent giving the troubled man a bit more of an issue than he normally would allow.

the combination of sleep exhaustion and intrusive thoughts doesn't bode well for anyone, especially not someone with a history like toji. his movements were more sloppy, he let his foe hit him more than he should have.

the round ended in favor of the opposing side, toji retreating to his corner in anger.

"toji, what's wrong with you, man? you'd never let someone walk all over you like this any other day," shiu commented, handing the fighter a towel.

"shut the hell up," he hissed, yanking it from the man.

"don't take it out on me, i'm not the one in the arena."

toji grunted, rolling his shoulders a few times before getting up. his eyes wandered to the crowd, longing to see you sitting there at the edge of your seat cheering him on.

by the third and final round, he was done playing around. the timer started and he hurled himself at his opponent. shiu needing to yell from time to time to remind toji of where he is and rightfully so.

if this fight was taking place in the underground arena, his opponent would've been turned into a ragdoll by now, a sandbag for toji to express his frustrations. but above ground? that's asking for some severe consequences.

the crowd was a mix of silence, gasping, and finally cheers at toji's comeback. his opponent quickly folding under his sheer strength as toji's secured victory.

he gave hardly any looks to the fans on his way out, eyes cold and distant marching to his dressing room while his bloody knuckles dripped on the floor.

once inside, he sunk into the couch and grabbed his phone from the coffee table in front of him.

y/n fushiguro good luck with your fight!! i'm sure though you won't need it <3 you won't believe it though, i'm going to be on the news tonight! it's really last minute but i'm so excited. it starts at about 6:40 later! sent: 2:47pm

toji glanced at the time on his phone, 6:55pm. thankfully the room had a small TV on the wall, so he flipped channels praying he didn't miss your appearance.

"so y/n, did you plan for your characters to get into a relationship from the start?" the reporter asked.

the sight of you and the sound of your voice felt like the first drop of water after a week in the desert.

"i honestly did not! i had planned for them to be enemies always getting in the way of each other's bounties, but then my publisher came up with the idea of turning it into a romance and well, you see how that ended up."

the reporter laughed, "i think i speak for others but the way you wrote their relationship and especially the love they share, it's unique and quite real. was there someone who inspired or played into the experiences you write? maybe someone in your own life who plays the part of the love interest?"

that was the turning point in the interview. anyone with a sense could see the way your face softened and how your smile stopped being one for the people watching TV but instead one true expression of love meant for one person only.

toji watched you brush a few stray hairs behind your ears as you normally do when nervous or flushed, the corner of his own lips raising upwards subconciously.

"w-well it wasn't immediately i had someone in mind when i was writing the first book, but that changed once i met my boyfriend."

"is he here tonight? we'd love to see him up on stage!"

"i wish he was, but he had an important match today for his career," your eyes turned to the camera directly, waving your arm, "if you're watching this, i love you, toji!"

the remote fell out of toji's hand onto the floor, his face awestruck, "fuck─ you're so beautiful."

"i think that'll do it for this interview, thank you so much for speaking with us, y/n! we're looking forward to reading your new book when it drops."

"god that was exhausting but really exciting!"

"you did good today, miss fushiguro," kento smiled, "keep up the hard work."

"thanks, mr nanami, but i couldn't have done all of this without you."

"think nothing of it, it's my job to help your books succeed."

you placed your things down on a spare desk in the hotel room, walking over to your bed to sit down.

"i need to step out to make a few phone calls and then i'll be back, do you need anything?"

"i'm alright, thanks, mr nanami."

the blond men stepped out of the room, leaving you alone.

now then...

y/n fushiguro i miss you, do you maybe want to video chat? sent: 9:06pm

"you calling up your fans now that you're famous?"

"hi toji," you smiled.

"i missed that pretty face of yours smiling for me."

you laughed, "did you get to see me on the news? now we've both been on TV."

"you think i'd miss the chance to see that?" he teased, leaning his head back against his pillow.

"so how'd your fight end up?"

"what, you weren't watching?" he asked with a sarcastic tone.

"i was trying to, but i didn't get to see it all... only got to watch the first round before i had to leave."

"cheer up, princess. you know i'm only teasin' ya," he coos, "it wasn't a good fight anyways."

his sweet words and husky tone started making you feel warm, your hand beginning to move in its own down your side.

"you still won though, right? i wish i could've seen it."

he smirked, "of course i did, would've been more of a show if i had you on the sidelines cheering."

your fingers crept under the hem of your panties, running down your already moist folds.

"i wish i could've been there, mhm, or at least have you here on tour with me."

one of the man's eyebrows raised up, "oh yeah? i don't think you'd have enough time or energy to be signing books if i were there."

as he spoke, you slipped your fingers up inside you, curling inwards as you dug as deep as you could. your breathing hitched with each action, desperate to find that sweet spot.

toji knew exactly what you were doing, even if you didn't make it obvious, he's had enough time with your body to know the subtle signs you make.

his own hand unfastened his now hardened cock from his boxers, swirling the precum around the tip as he glazed his calloused hands down the shaft.

"my voice making you nice and wet, sweetheart? aren't you needy."

you nodded your head, "i miss you, fuck."

"why don't you show me how much you miss me then," he purred, a devious grin crossing his face.

you propped your phone up against the pillow on the bed and kneeled in front of it. lifting up your skirt over your waist with one hand while the other loosened your breasts from your shirt.

"that's it, sweetheart," his cock beginning to twitch in his hands, "keep going."

one hand was now toying with the bud on your chest. your other glistening with juices for the camera, gently moaning as you watched him with open eyes.

"good girl, do you wanna cum for me? i know you're getting close."

your body started to squirm, eyes fluttering, "ple─please, fuck."

"go on then," his deep voice made your body shiver in heat, "let me hear that pretty voice of yours cum."

"nnghhh─ fuck, t-toji!" you whimpered, finally hitting the right spot. your other hand latched onto the sheets around you, desperate for something anchor against as you arched your back.

"fuck─" he threw his head back, ropes of seed shooting across his abs, "look at how fast you made me cum, pretty girl. if only i could taste you right now."

you heard the click of a keycard at your hotel door and quickly fixed your outfit.

toji clicked his tongue, loosening the grip he had on himself, "tch, fucking cockblocker."

"ah, you're still awake, miss fushiguro," his eyes glanced over to toji's annoyed face on your screen, "i got off the phone with someone from the office and they warned that our flight may be delayed getting home."

any semblance of joy you had immediately sank, "what!? why?"

"there's a blizzard coming and it's expected to halt the airlines until it's safe again to fly."

"when could that be?"

"they're not sure as of right now, hard to know until we see how much it piles up."

"fuckin' hell," toji growled under his breath.

"are we going to cancel the rest of the tour then to leave early?"

kento unfastened his tie, "i understand your desire, but we can't get back the money already spent for our remaining time here. i'm sorry, miss fushiguro."

you turned to toji while sulking, "i'm sorry, toji. guess i won't be back for christmas after all..."

"don't you start crying now, princess. i'll still see you soon, okay?"

with glossy eyes, you nodded with a sniffle, "i really wanted to spend our first christmas together..."

"last i checked, we're still together unless you suddenly called it quits without me," he said in a teasing tone with his usual smirk, earning a laugh from you.

"i'll call you later then, even if it means spending christmas through our phone screens."

"good girl, now you should go and get cleaned off then," he winked.

a flood of heat hit your face making you reach your hand up to your nape, god i hope kento didn't notice anything...

as predicted, the inclement weather delayed all flights in the area. your tour technically ended a few days ago, but you've been stuck in town with kento.

christmas eve arrived and your mood was worse than ever. happy couples everywhere and you just felt so alone.

kento had told you earlier in the day that he had made reservations at a nearby restaurant to help make the most of it, so here you were trudging through the falling snow through town passing by couple after couple.

"let's see, it should be around here... ah─ there it is."

the nice restaurant came into view, as did a familiar shape leaning against the side of some brick.

"huh?" you stopped dead in your tracks, losing your grip on your purse as it dropped onto the snow. "toji?"

the man turned to you, revealing his face completely to you, "y/n," he smiled.

you couldn't hold back from lunging at the man, arms wide as you collided into an embrace. his thick arms wrapping around your body pulling you tightly against him.

tears filled your eyes, "i'm so happy, what are you doing here?"

toji caressed his hand against the back of your head, lips right up against your ear, "i said i'd see ya soon, didn't i?"

"i missed you so much," you sobbed, gripping him with all the strength you have, "i missed you, toji."

he kissed the crown of your head, "i did too, sweetheart"

you pulled back and looked up at him for a moment before planting your lips against his.

toji's eyes widened at the sudden bout of confidence, allowing his tongue to melt against your own.

he held a firm grip on your lower back, keeping you flush against his body with no room to breathe.

the man wanted nothing more than to stay like that forever, one with the one he loved more than anything. he allowed you to be in control, letting you kiss him for however long you wanted to in that moment.

when you did finally pull away, you cupped his cheeks in your hands, "so what are you doing here? i thought all the flights were cancelled?"

"you can thank your boss for that," he smiled, "i wanted to see you, and he helped make it happen. even had me surprise you like this out here instead of busting your door down."

"still feeling jealous?" you teased.

toji used his thumb to wipe the tears from your eyes, "don't need to be. you're mine after all, aren't you?"

"always," you chuckled, leaning back in to hug him once more.

"that's my good girl," he purred, "now let's go get some food, i'm starving."

taking your hand, he led the way inside the restaurant, cringing at kento's selection of one of higher standards but it was paid in advanced so he couldn't really complain.

instead of sitting across from each other, you both chose to sit side by side. you were nestled under his arm with your legs glued to his, gleefully sharing all the fun moments you had on tour.

afterwards, he walked you back to your hotel room, wasting no time in pulling you in the second you walked inside, kicking the door shut behind him.

he held you from behind, leaning into the crook of your neck and delivering a flurry of kisses. toji held your torso tightly against his body, one hand cupping your breast.

"turn around," he ordered, your body responding in turn as he embraced your mouth once more, lips parting to welcome his tongue.

calloused hands rubbed down your back and under your thighs, pulling you up against his body. underneath his pants, his cock stirred, throbbing against your clothed heat.

he walked forward with you in his arms, kneading his fingers in the fat of your ass, sitting himself down at the foot of the bed with you on his lap.

your hips rocked against his waist, "you wanna ride me? show me how much you missed my dick?"

you nodded your head, your mind going dizzy from the pleasure, "so drunk on my cock and i haven't put anything in you yet, baby. let me change that for you."

toji's fingers moved between your thighs from the front, pushing the fabric aside and toying with the entrance to your depths, "gotta get you ready for me."

"ngh~, toji," you broke from the kiss, panting as you bit down on your lip. your nails dug into the nape of his neck as you lifted your chest up into his face.

"want me to play with your tits too, sweetheart? i don't remember you ever being this demanding," he used his teeth to unlatch your shirt and bra, "i want to mark these pretty things all up."

"y-yes please, i need you," you squirmed at his touch, two of his thick digits sliding in between your folds inside of you.

"such a needy cunt," he teased, his mouth becoming more demanding of your chest, "y'er swallowing my fingers right up."

it was as though a vampire had their first taste of blood, he was practically biting at your tits and swirling his tongue over your hardened buds.

"fuck─ toji," you bucked your hips, clenching against his fingers.

"you're close now, aren't you, princess?" he quickly removed his fingers, holding them up to your face.

"toji!" the high that was coming faded before you could reach it, "that was mean," you pouted.

his eyes darkened slightly, "we have plenty of time to enjoy one another tonight, y/n. now open up for me."

you parted your lips for his fingers, brushing your tongue along the calloused digits, tasting the juices that coated them.

"good girl," he coos.

lifting your hands of his shoulders, you grabbed onto his wrist, eyes going absent with lust as you continued to suck, "you're so fucking gorgeous, you know that, right?"

in a second, toji flipped you over with your back against the sheets. one of his knees pressed in between your thighs, arms at either side of you as he kissed from your lips all down your body until he reached your core

he gave a deviant look before spelling sweet nothings with his tongue against your swollen pearl, his fingers reaching back up inside you.

"fuck─ toji, right there!" you squeezed your thighs around his head.

he kissed your clit and pulled away slightly, "better keep your legs relaxed unless you want me to stop."

"n-no no, i'm sorry, don't stop, please!"

"yeah?" his fingers scissored your insides, swiping his tongue up repeatedly, "ya taste so fuckin' good, i can't stop myself."

you buried your hands in the side of his head, grabbing chunks of his long raven hair while he lapped at your core. his digits pumping deeper than you can get with your own.

"i can't hold it, fuck, m' gonna cu-ahh!"

he slowly pulled his fingers out of you while you came down the high, earning a few whimpers from you as you felt empty without him.

"i think you're ready now, want me inside you?"

you couldn't hear his words as you were lost in your own world, but you felt the heat emanating off his thick member when it rested against your folds.

toji leaned up over your face, "you still with me, doll?" his hand caressed your cheek, a few light taps to get your attention back.

"hang in there, princess, you're doing so well."

your eyes wandered down to toji's bottom half. he lifted up your legs over his shoulders and lined his cock up, pressing the tip in slightly.

"i need it, toji," you begged, music to his ears as he smiled ear to ear.

he started slow, enjoying as your back arched immediately at the pressure and your fingers desperate to claw into anything you could reach.

"fuck, you're so tight," his pace quickened, "your cunt forget who it's made for?"

"never, nghh fuck─" you felt his cock kiss your womb, welcoming him as deep as he could get.

"shit, you came with just that?" he pushed through your orgasm, lifting your body up in his hands to better align himself.

toji himself started to lose himself in you, sweat dripping from his locks onto your stomach. his thumb running circles over your clit overstimulating yourself beyond what you could handle.

"toji fuck─ s'good i'm gonna-aaah" his cock quivered against your velvet walls, warmth filling your insides. the man squeezed as tight as he could against your body, his grip sure to leave bruises on your waist later.

"that's my good girl, fuck y'er taking my cock so well," he grunted.

your heart was hammering, barely able to catch your breath before toji started up his thrusts again.

you tried to wrap your legs around his waist, but your strength was faltering. your body trembled and all you could do was scream his name.

"fuck, toji!"

"shit─ baby, what's wrong?" he asked, slowing his pace. the tears filling leaving your eyes more than just ones caused from the ecstasy he was giving you.

"i love you s'much, toji, god fuck─ i'm so happy," you tried to wipe your face but could barely move your own limbs.

the man dropped down over you, your greedy walls clenching his cock. his lips kissed each tear on your face before meeting your lips.

"i love you too, y/n," he cooed, "don't know what i'd do without my perfect girl."

he continued to give you sloppy kisses, biting on your lips until the metallic taste filled his own. your nails got their own taste after tearing his back apart with each thrust against your cervix from the man.

"cum with me, baby, okay? i'm gonna fill you right up, not gonna waste a single drop."

"please, toji, i need you!" you moaned, an orgasm erupting from the two of you.

your mouths parted from each other for those few moments, but in an act of overstimulation you couldn't resist biting down on the flesh of his neck that was within reach.

"fuck, such a pretty mouth," he groaned, "i love my little vampire."

"of course an incubus like you would love it," you smiled, desperately catching your breath.

"is that what i am now?" he smirked, "you dream of me fucking you too?"

"who can say?" you giggled, "even if i do, it doesn't beat the real thing i have right here and in me."

you smiled up at him, and even with your hair in such a messy state and your body covered in sweat and mixed juices, to toji, that was the prettiest he's ever seen you.

his expression softened, the phantom pain from his scar evaporating from the sunlight you casted upon him. toji has never felt more warm and loved than before this very moment.

"i'll go warm up a bath then for us," he pulled himself out of you, pushing his cum back inside with his finger and licking the excess of your combined love off himself.

"w-wait, toji!" you tried to lean up but ultimately fell back against the bed.

toji understood completely, turning back to you and lifting you up into a bridal carry.

"did ya forget already? you know you can never walk when i'm done with you," he teased.

"good thing i have you to carry me around then," you laughed, nestling against his chest.

once the bath was the perfect temperature, the two of you sat down inside together. your back planted against his chest with your head falling back into his neck.

one of toji's hands laid dangerously close to your inner thighs while the other rested on the side of the tub.

"i'm surprised mr nanami hasn't come back yet, it's pretty late."

"and have him ruin the fun again?" you lightly hit the arm in a teasing manner, "nah, he helped me get here so i paid for another room so i could keep you all to myself."

"well that was nice of you, toji, i appreciate that. i feel a bit bad sending him away but i'm so happy you're here with me."

"you have a good boss. smart too since he probably knows you're going to throw some of this in your book anyways." toji leaned his head down and kissed your temple, "can't get enough of me that you went and made me the main character in your story? how sweet of you."

heat rushed to your face, "i can't help that you're a perfect fit for it... i couldn't have done all of this anyways without your help."

before you knew it, toji's fingers already slid down to your exposed heat, clutching it until you quivered.

"the writing is all you, doll, you did this. be proud of yourself, you deserve it." he put his lips right against your ears, holding some of the flesh between his teeth, "i only showed you how to love."

you moaned softly, gripping his thighs for support.

"hey toji?" the man hummed in response, kissing your neck up and down, "merry christmas."

the arm he had resting on the side of the tub wrapped around the front of you, pulling your face flushed against his, "merry christmas, y/n."

☆ Notes: sorry for the delay getting this part out, i had some inspo for other stories as you all can see and wasn't sure what i wanted to do with part 3 just yet but i've got some ideas rolling again. i really want to do some stuff with nanami in the future but god i'm so hyperfixated on toji...

☆ Taglist: @lynnsemptymind

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sexydoffyman · 2 months

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Your 'brat taming' post was sooo...

I wonder how Simon would react to a Sergeant that gets walked over a bit because she doesn't want to be 'difficult'; would he reward her if she finally stuck up for herself?

GOOD JOB FOR NOT DISAPPOINTING ME

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genre: suggestive in the end? action, romance

characters: Simon Riley

A/N: Have a nice read.🪱

You were transferred from a nearby base a while ago. Unfortunately for you, in the base you were currently at were only dudes. Sexual comments were unavoidable, but that didn't bother you. You got used to it.

If it would've only stayed that way.

The harmless comments about your body eventually turned into teases. "You need help carrying that miss?" "You sure you can wake up that early, girlie?" It was a bit annoying, especially with the way they looked at you. But you sucked it up and let them do their thing.

Your ignorance of their attention-seeking behaviour made some of them pissed. Few of them decided to take it up a notch. You got roughly pinned down to a wall. One of them would lick your neck while the other laughed at your lack of strength.

You thought about fighting back, but a little scared voice in your head told you to stay low. If you act all submissive and scared, they will get bored of it. Right?

You were alone in the canteen of the base, fiddling with your fingers. You were afraid to go to your barracks before everyone else fell asleep. A dude walked into the canteen by one of the entrances it had. He slapped the back of your head and called you a waste of space. He left right after, leaving you in a more tense state than before.

From another of the tables, you heard a voice. "You gonna let him get away with that?" You turned to the source of the noise and found that another man was with you there all along. He was just staring at you, watching you the whole time you waited in complete silence. "So?" He broke the silence.

"You see, I'm not strong enough to fight back." You started explaining. He stood up, revealing his massive frame. "You really are a waste of space." He said with a cold tone as he walked out of the canteen.

You felt bad, more like ashamed of yourself. But it is what it is. You waited another hour or so and went to sleep.

The next day was like any other. When you walked into the canteen, you noticed something unusual. No kidding, there was a circle of people watching and cheering. You pushed through the crowd and saw two dudes beating each other's asses.

When you found out what was happening, you tried to get out of there. You didn't want to end up in there yourself. But of course, you just can't have a good day in here. The asshole from yesterday pulled you into the circle. "let's see what's the girlie made out of." He told the crowd like he was showing a trick at the circus.

The next thing he said was only for you. "If you fight, I will fucking kill you." He walked two steps away from you, and so did you. Nothing announced a start. He just punched you in the face with no warning. You fell to the floor. You covered your nose and kept sat on the ground, watching him laugh with the others.

You felt small, and you just wanted it to end. It was just then that you noticed the man who you spoke to yesterday. He was in the crowd, but he wasn't laughing and talking to the other dude. No, he was looking at you. He was watching you like he was waiting for something. You made an expression, showing him your fear.

He sighed and turned to walk away. That is when he heard, "Yo, the girlie is standing up!" He looked back again, and you weren't on the ground anymore. You were attacking your opponent. Without a warning, just like he did to you.

You managed to pull him to the ground and started bashing his face in. You were winning, finally. You stopped with your punches, feeling something was wrong. You turned your head and saw a dude ready to get you from the back. You were fucked. There was no way you could react fast enough. You spotted another two dudes coming from the side.

You were ready to die there. "WHACK" You couldn't believe what just happened. The man you talked to. He just knocked out all three of them. It looked so easy for him. No one even dared to get close. The crowd disappeared one by one. It was just you, him, and four knocked-out dudes.

"I find it inappropriate to call you a girlie." "Oh yeah, call me whatever you want." "My name is Ghost." "Well, it was nice meeting you and thanks for the-" You were cut off. "Meet me at the smoke pit at 0100." "Yeah... and why exactly?" "Might consider telling my captain about you. It is likely we'll be sharing a room very soon.~" He only smirked and left.

#requests are open #cod x reader #cod x you #call of duty #cod mw2 #ghost x female reader #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #ghost smut #simon ghost riley smut #simon ghost x reader

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atryoshka · 6 months

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Frenchie and Izzy getting together would be genius and tbh I can't unsee it now

Love that Izzy and Frenchie actually have a lot in common on a deeper level that wasn't really apparent to me until s2 when we see how they deal with trauma in equal but opposite ways. We have Frenchie with his little box that allows him to straight up ignore the dark shit he's been through like it doesn't exist, happily eat some blood cake, and thinking that his death being given a clear deadline is a comfort. Then we have Izzy trying to stone face his way through having his body parts severed, just business as usual bc that's the pirate life and it won't change even though he's visibly holding back tears, and then accusing the crew of being too cowardly to kill him, actively inviting death bc he doesn't get why any of it even matters so keeping him alive is pointless.

What's interesting is that given the right circumstances, they could easily trade places, with Izzy being more lighthearted and Frenchie falling apart at the seams.

We've already seen signs of this with Izzy being much more chilled out after the crew made him the new unicorn, finding something in this terrible life that make him see them, and himself, in a more positive light. Like yeah, life is still filled with unimaginable horror, but now has a custom gold painted unicorn leg to trudge through it with, which is absolutely absurd but now he can't help but smile. So he decided his life is so unserious right now and you know what? A shark took his leg, end of story, here's a little wooden shark I made today just for fun lol. Frenchie on the other hand is still pretty relaxed despite everything that's happened so far, but I have a feeling that he was probably very similar to izzy in the past before he joined the crew of The Revenge. His past is pretty mysterious even with the little tidbits we get like him being in the service for bit. It doesn't sound like he was doing it for too long so the other things in his life that he doesn't talk about remain unknown, probably even to himself. The box exists so he can pretend any trauma he experiences doesn't even exist, unlike a fiction which still somewhat acknowledges that there was something that happened to him in a way he could accept. The truth is, he actually never moved on bc all the parts of his life that he's ignoring are still lurking inside him waiting to break out at anytime. I think when something accidentally triggers a memory he suppressed, we'll see a different side to him. Less chill, more shrewd survivalist, like when he and the others reunited with the revenge crew after being stranded at sea. He bounced back pretty fast after they got past the pinnata and cake standoff but it was interesting to see how ready he was to be violent and how untrusting he was of everyone's intentions in that context. He'd usually be much more chill and willing to fast talk his way out of a situation, even when he knows someone has bad intentions. (There's also probably something with religious trauma he's hiding but that's a whole other can of worms I won't get into. All I'll say is that combined with his very strong beliefs of the supernatural and grudging flippant way he does the cross symbol on himself when others do it, when they boarded the cursed ship, he was that only one to not step in the satanic circle before anyone even questioned what the strange lines even were. Did he immediately recognize it and consciously avoid it or was it gut reaction? Idk, but he sure as hell didn't speak up about it and just wearily watched the other step into it and draw their own conclusions. ) But getting back on track Honestly, their dynamic would be really interesting to explore in the show bc they could understand and care about each other in ways that would probably surprise them if given the opportunity to spend more time together on screen. tl;dr: All this to say that I fell down the rabbit hole after realizing that they are basically this meme, which has a lot of potential for so many hilarious and accidentally heartbreaking moments

#ouizzy #ofmd #izzy hands #frenchie ofmd #ofmd spoilers #listen i saw that hand holding picture and my brain latched on #new to this ship so feel free to leave your head canons about them since I don't know what's already been discussed #a crack ship i accidentally started taking seriously lmao

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asurix · 3 months

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''You're cunt taste just like sweets~''

Ranpo x fem!reader ♡

Genre: NFSW/SMUT, fluff at the end, sub!Ranpo on fluff♡

Content warning : Smut,Cunt l!cking, vag!nal sex, fem!reader, afab,praising,degrading,dom!ranpo,sub!fem!reader,mean!dom,unprotected sex ♡

There no way i wouldnt let this man...

ANYWAYYYY ML i will call you my luvies/moots for the people who follow me <3!! i am very very very new when it comes to TUMBLR i am not new to fanfic and i have written a bunch of them in wattpad...yeah ew, ANYWHO i am going to make my first post about my cute amazing lover RANPOOOO yaya applauds for him because i know he loves praises JJAHDJKAHDH but i will of course begin i wont let you guys wait ♡♡♡ but please be gentle on me this isn't my first time but i might have spelling errors so please spare me :c

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 RANPO

You were sitting at the office at the ADA workplace, you normally write reports at you're apartment but you had to stay for a bit longer due to issues of dazai causing problems wit kunikida wich made them pretty slow, so you had to overwork for just today, as you were sitting at you're desk writing the reports you glanced at youre former partner Ranpo, as usual he was eating a lolipop not even bothering with the mess, the hard candy wrappers, goody bags and chocolate wrappers all over his desk, you softly sighed still not understanding how he could be the ''smartest'' detective at the agency but so stupid and childish? you had enough of that thought and continued working, but for Ranpo he wasn't working with anything at all because Fukuzawa was getting off his case just because he's the most respected person at the agency,

Ranpo playfully walked over to you're desk and placed a hand on you're computer trying to close it, as he was about to you caught his hand and pushed it away just slightly, not for him to whine and complain about how ''aggresive'' you were. ''Oh come on Y/N! you dont need to be like that'' he said brightly, ''Like what?'' you asked confused, ''you're acting boring like theres no meaning to life, light up a little would you?'' he said a bit annoyed and confused as if he didnt understand why you were like this, '' Come again?'' you said once again baffled, ''You know what i mean!'' he raised his voice a little bit, you ignored him and went back to you're work, as soon as you were about to lift you're pen you felt something touch you're cloth underneath you. ''Ranpo what the?-'' you got cut off by a slight moan as you felt Ranpo pull you're panties out the way so that he could expose you're already wet cunt for him, ''such a pretty cunt'' he said still holding his lolipop from before

As he finished his lolipop he asked a question that caught you off guard, ''i wonder if you're cunt will taste just like sweets Y/N~'' just as you were about to protest you got once again cut off by Ranpo giving you're cunt kitten licks ''ah~ R-Ranpo...what are you d-doing?!'' you bickered with slight bit of pleasure but it wasn't really something you wanted, right?

Ranpo didn't listen to what you had to say and continued licking you're cunt, pushing his toungue deeper inside you

'' You taste just like sweets Y/N~'' you gasped loudly as he started circling the tip of his tounge on you're clit,

'' You like that dont you?'' he said smirking he loves seeing you in such a state ''y-you idiot...what the f-fuck is A-AH~'' you choked on you're moan as he pushed not 1 but 2 fingers inside you, '' f-fuck n-ngh~ please Ranpo i think im going to-'' you looked down to see ranpo giving you a playfull wicked look, '' Dont you worry beautiful ill make sure you feel really good~'' Ranpo said innocently, as he got out of the desk, stood up then unbuckled his pants, ''w-wait wait Ranpo!'' you said frightened, just as you were about to say something he got behinde you then lined up, ''you ready?'' he said kisses her neck from behinde, ''Ranpo...'' you said softly, ''yes, Y/N?'' he said back matching you're energy, '' Please go slow..'' you said shivering out of the climax you were about to hit from him just sucking you're clit and fingering you, ''he slammed inside her without any warnings, she gasped almost at the verge of crying,

''NGH~ RANPO YOU WERE'NT S-SLOW AT ALL?!'' you whined with anger and frustration, ''sorry princess ngh.. y-you're just so fucking tight i-'' he hissed as she cleanched around his cock, ''you're such a slut Y/N'' he smiled, breathing and huffing, he put his head on the crook of her neck and started penetrate her fully, ''ah~ Ranpo i'if you continue like this i might-'' she whined, ''Not yet beautiful, you're such a good bitch, all moaning and whining for me'' he grinned but groaned right after. ''you can come now beautiful'' she moaned as she reached climax, Ranpo cumming right after, they both exhaled making a hot steam of atmosphere surronding them,

''I hope i did a good job beautiful~'' he smiled, breathing heavily ''as if! you never got premission of me do so what makes you think im happy with you idiot'' you said ranted, ''so i didnt do a good job?'' he lamented, ''well...i guess you did a okay job'' you rolled you're eyes but soon got caught off by Ranpo giving you soft kisses on the neck, you giggled at the unexpected movement Ranpo had just pulled.

You both cleaned up and started chatting, you were sitting at the desk you guys had just fucked, Ranpo was sitting on you're lap, wrapping his arms around you're waist and his head crooked on you're neck, he was mumbling about something but you couldn't make out what he was saying but instead you both went to sleep

In the end of the day you alone got scolded by kunikida for not finishing the report you were assigned to do.

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Could you do a little sister fic where they find out she’s in an abusive relationship? (Maybe Chris goes to fix his hair and she flinches)

Toxic

Sturniolo Little Sister (SLS) x The Sturniolo Triplets

warnings: toxic/abusive relationships, flinching, etc.

Note: This is based off of a couple different requests, but I’ll put them at the bottom just incase so there’s no spoilers!

SLS/N’s POV

I love him. Don’t I?

That was what I was thinking on my way back from Luke’s house today.

He kinda snapped at me before I left today, which was normal, but what really threw me off was when he smacked me on the leg, hard. It caught me so off guard, so I started crying, which only made him even more upset.

It was my fault, I’m too sensitive. I should have just agreed with him when he was talking to me the first time. I should have just-

“Someone’s quiet today. What’s on your mind kiddo?” Matt asked me, breaking my train of thought. He picked me up from Luke's house today, and we were now headed home.

“Uh-yeah, yeah I’m fine.” I say, as we pulled up to the house.

Nick made chicken Alfredo pasta for dinner tonight, and I could smell it as soon as I walked through the door.

“It’s about time you slow pokes showed up! I’m hungry!” Chris wined, banging his fists on the table like a child. Nick smacked him lightly on the shoulder, rolling his eyes as he set plates of steaming pasta in front of us.

After about two hours of eating dinner and talking on the couch, I decided to call it a night and head to my room to shower. I grab my towel and turn on the water to warm it as I undress.

I pull down my cargo jeans, but I find a big purplish-red mark on my thigh, right where Luke had hit me. The mark had a big blue circle in the middle, probably from his ring. I didn't mind the pain though, I was being too sensitive.

It's kinda like I have a piece of him with me now, I thought.

My shower was done and my hair was brushed, but I couldn't help feeling like something was wrong.

I should call Luke and apologize.

I went to his contact and FaceTimed him. No answer. I tried one more time. I heard the line pick up, but before I could start talking, I heard a voice that wasn't Luke's say,

"He's busy." Then ended the call.

I stared blankly at the screen, so many thought that I did.'t even comprehend going through my brain.

Who was that? Why was she with him? Does he have a sister? No.... Is he...is he cheating on me?

I feel tears well up in my eyes at that last thought. I quickly wipe them away, clearing my throat, thinking,

"What is wrong with you?! Do you know what he would do if he knew you thought of him that way?! You are so disloyal! You don't deserve him!

I pinched myself, hard, right next to the bruise from Luke.

He's probably just busy like she said.

I woke up the next morning to a text from Luke, and I immediately felt relieved.

Luke❤️: Picking you up @ 9 be ready

I sent him a thumbs-up and began to get ready, throwing on some leggings and a crew neck. I put my hair in a ponytail and threw on some mascara, then walked downstairs.

"Morning SLS/N!" I hear my brothers say. Nick had some bagels laid out. I quickly grabbed one and threw my Uggs on while eating it. As I finished I stood right by the door and stared out the window, waiting for Luke's truck to pull up.

I wouldn't wanna make him wait!

I shouted a quick, "Love you boys," to my brothers before climbing up into Luke's truck.

It reeked of perfume, one that I would never wear.

His Mom must have been in here recently.

"Why do you look so sloppy today?" Luke asked me, looking my outfit up and down as he pulled away from my house.

"Oh, I just thought-" I began to say, but Luke grabbed my ponytail and yanked my head towards him, shouting,

"I didn't ask for you to talk back!"

I quickly apologized and winced at the pain in my head. He let go of my hair and rubbed the side of my head. I leaned into his touch. he chuckled then let go.

I've been at Luke's house for about two hours, but all he's done is play his video game while I sat pretty on the bed, hoping for some of his attention.

"Luke?...Hey Luke?" I began to say his name hoping he would notice me.

He muted his mic and slammed his headset on his table, briskly walking over to me.

He crouched down in front of me, and just when I thought he was about to give me the attention I'd been waiting for, he smacked me on the side of the face.

"What is wrong with you? Can't you see I'm in the middle of something really important right now?" He yelled in my face. I feel the tears well up in my eyes I mumble an apology.

"Oh my gosh, now your gonna start crying like I'm the bad guy! I-" He started to yell again but was interrupted by a call. He pulled out his phone, checked who it was, and then answered it while stepping into the hallway.

Luke came back into the room, slipping his phone back into his pocket while saying,

"You need to get your brother to come pick you up. I've got someone coming over soon." He said, before going back to his game.

I quickly gathered my things and went to give Lke a goodbye kiss, but then thought better of it.

I called Matt as I walked outside and sat on the curb. He picked up on the second ring.

"Hey, can you come pick me up?" I asked, hoping he wouldn't ask questions.

He did.

"Why" Matt asked.

"Oh he-uh... had a meeting he forgot about and doesn't have time to pick me up," I said. It wasn't a complete lie, he was meeting with someone.

As Matt and I drove out of his driveway, a white jeep pulled in. A blonde girl, with long fake lashes and nails, stepped out of the jeep and walked inside.

My brothers and I got Pizza for dinner tonight, so we decided to watch a movie while we ate. I had changed into some PJ shorts and one of Chris's hoodies for the occasion.

I was in between Nick and Chris on the short part of the couch, drinking a Pepsi. As I was reaching to put the can on the coffee table, I accidentally spilled it on the floor.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Chris put his hand up. I immediately crouched down, putting my hands over my head to avoid being smacked. I waited for the contact to hit but it never came.

I look up to see all my brothers staring at me with shocked and confused faces.

"Did-did you think I was gonna hit you?" Chris asked me, reaching a hand out to help me up. I cursed myself for flinching at that too.

"I-I...Well-you see I" I began to say but Nick cut me off.

"I need you to be honest SLS/N. Is Luke hitting you?"H said, giving me an I already know kinda look.

"N-no! He loves me, there is just a little love tap! He-"

"Then what's that giant bruise you've been pretending not there from?" Matt questions me.

I look up at him. And then it dawns on me.

Luke has been hitting me. And cheating.

At this I break down into tears, finally letting all of my bottled-up emotions out. Chris leans down and picks me up, bringing me into his lap and cradling me.

"Shh, your okay. Your safe here with us. We won't ever let anyone do this to you again. we gotcha kiddo." Chris says into my ear softly. Matt and Nick scoot closer and join us.

My thoughts change.

You never deserved him? Ha! More like he never deserved you. He used you, hit you, abused you. Fuck him.

All of these thoughts finally added up, and now they will never change, because my brothers will always be here for me.

"We gotcha kiddo."

So Sorry this took so fucking long! Here are the other requests! And I'm sorry if the story didn't completely line up with what you were asking, but if you drop another request I can try and mak a whole new one with that just by itself!

#sturniolo imagine #nick sturniolo #sturniolo smut #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matthew sturniolo

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greengoblinswifey · 2 years

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Eddie having sex with fem!reader for the first time.

He wasn't shocked when you told him you were a virgin. Seeing you around school, you were always quiet and looked innocent.

When you started dating, he made sure to tell you sex was not a priority, he was ready whenever you were.

You didn't have sex with Eddie until you were six months into your relationship and he never once complained.

When you were finally ready, he was ecstatic but still felt worried that you felt pressure to have sex with him.

You started off with kissing, you would always kiss but this time, your fingers tugged the hem of his Hellfire shirt and he allowed you to pull it over his head.

"Baby, wait, are you sure? You absolutely don't have to do this if you don't want to," he asked, cupping your heated cheeks.

You blushed at his concern. He was always sweet and consent was number one in your relationship. He'd even ask for permission to touch your ass when you hugged.

"I'm sure Ed, I want this, I want you." He smiled and pressed his lips against yours again. The kiss was filled with more lust than before as your teeth clashed and your tongues went deeper into the other's mouth

He abruptly lifted you up and carried you upstairs to your bedroom.

He helped you out of your thin nightwear and gasped at how striking you were. You felt a bit self conscious about getting naked, but his reaction and praises made your heart flutter.

"Wow, you have got to be the most beautiful girl in Hawkins. You're so beautiful doll," he marveled.

He kissed your lips and trailed down to your chest.

Your breasts were now probably his favorite part of your body. He sucked and flicked your hard nipples with his teeth, having you writhe and moan under him. Now, his only focus was pleasuring you. Making you feel good. Tonight was all about you.

His cock throbbed at the way you moaned his name and pleaded for more. You were like a cat in heat and he adored it. He adored you.

He engulfed your areola with his mouth and his hand finally found it's way down to your aching pussy.

"Can I touch you princess?" he asked. You nodded eagerly, desperate to have him play with your wet pussy.

As he sucked on your breasts, leaving hickeys as he did, he rubbed rough circles on your clit.

You touched yourself before, but the pleasure he made you feel surpassed any other you'd felt from your own hands.

Your own loud moans were almost embarrassing but Eddie thought you sounded like an angel and he wanted to see how loud he could make you get. Thank God your parents were out of town.

Your pussy was absolutely drenched for him and he brought his fingers to his lips and sucked your sweet juices off.

He reached back down and abruptly slipped a finger inside your hole as he sucked on your neck.

"If it hurts, tell me and I'll stop," he said but you were too drowned in pleasure to respond. He slipped another finger inside you, making you feel fuller than you'd ever been.

His ring clad fingers were longer and thicker than yours, reaching all the right spots you could never reach.

"Cum for me Y/N," he commanded. As soon as his fingers curled inside you, your back arched off the bed and your orgasm came crashing down.

He moved down to your pussy, quickly taking off your underwear, attacking it with his mouth, and lapping up the juices that were trailing down your thighs.

"So sweet, prettiest pussy I've ever seen," he praised. He never liked people touching his hair, but his cock throbbed in his pants when you gripped it and grinded your pussy on his face.

You kept your hands in his hair as he ate you out, flicking your clit with his tongue and spreading your lips open before licking between them.

"Eddie, oh God, I'm gonna fucking cum," was all you could say before you squirted into his mouth. He muttered praises and happily slurped you up like you were his last meal and he was on death row. He was addicted to your taste.

His cock was now painfully hard and he pulled down his pants and kicked it off.

You had to do a double take. He was huge.

He smirked and slowly stroked his cock, spreading the precum that leaked from the tip. He didn't think he could be this hard.

He came on the bed and hovered over you, looking intensely into your eyes. "Sweetheart are you sure you want this? We can always stop, its not too late. I know this is a big deal for you, are you sure you want me to-"

You slapped your hand over his mouth and giggled. "Yes Ed, I'm sure. I love you and there's no other person I'd want to be my first."

"I love you more princess. This will uncomfortable at first but it'll all be over soon. If the pain becomes too much, please tell me," Eddie said, sternly.

The moment was intimate. His eyes were locked with yours as he slowly entered your pussy. Both your mouths fell open and Eddie let out a long, strained moan that went straight to your throbbing pussy.

"Fuck, so tight, so wet," he groaned.

He was right, it was uncomfortable at first but whatever pain you felt quickly turned to pleasure.

"You're doing so well for me. So good, such a good girl," he praised as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

You played with his hair and he slowly bottomed out of you before entering your walls again. He fit inside you like a glove and as you looked down, you could see the bulge of his cock in your stomach moving slowly.

"Tell me, tell me how good it feels," Eddie moaned.

"Feels so good, so good Eddie, please, faster," you pleaded.

He was afraid he would hurt you but he complied with your request and started fucking you faster.

He whispered sweet nothings in your ear and rolled his hips to meet yours, shaking your bed and causing the bedpost to hit the wall.

Your mind was clouded with pleasure, all you could focus on was the fact that he was taking your virginity and it was the best feeling in the world.

As he bottomed out and slammed back into you, there was a bit of blood on his pink cock. He'd made sure to clean you up later.

"Fucking shit," Eddie whimpered, "squeezing me so fucking tight. Cum for me, I know you want to pretty."

He was right. As soon as he said those words, the coil in your stomach burst and you wrapped your legs around his waist and came, hard.

You squeezed your breasts and moaned his name in his ear as he fucked you through your high.

You were very obviously tired and worn out and he quickly pulled out of you as you both panted and tried to catch your breaths. He didn't need to cum, tonight was about your pleasure.

He collapsed beside you and kissed you all over your face.

"Eddie," you said, turning to him, "that- that was amazing. Better than I imagined."

"I'm glad you liked it doll," he smiled. He enjoyed it too. "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up."

You were too weak to stand and so, he carried you bridal style into the bathroom and placed you in the tub. He turned on the water and came in behind you.

He bathed you and cleaned between your legs, kissing your shoulders and your back. For the rest of the night, he praised you, telling you how beautiful you were and how good you did for him. Eddie Munson was all you needed.

A/N: requests are open xx

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afroditisworld · 6 months

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Playing Dangerous

love is strange sometimes it makes you crazy

Eycte!Alex Turner x Rockstar!Reader

Warnings: smut, edging, blue balls, reader and Alex being mean, use of cigarette pet names (doll, darling, luv) basically smut without plot :) (if you are not into that please don't read)

word count: 2k

A/N: I kinda rushed it 'cause i was excited to post my first fic. It's kinda small but I hope you like it :)

You should have known better than having sex backstage just before going on stage. As the opening act of The Last Shadow Puppets, you should be getting ready rather than getting laid with one of the singers. But you didn't give a damn right now, on top of Alex, as you started getting closer to your relief.

"Al-I'm-I'm close-" As you started bouncing faster and harder against his thigh and felt your climax getting closer, you were nothing more than a whimpering mess on top of him. With both of your hands laying at his chest, trying to increase your pace, you were becoming much sloppier.

"Not yet." Alex's warm breath landed on your neck, causing goosebumps all over your body. A pleasant gasp escaped from your lips, and all of a sudden, everything felt way too good. He said, "Wait for me, doll," sensing your walls becoming more and more tight with each thrust.

"I-I can't, Al, please." You cried as you bit your lower lip to the point that you thought you tasted blood in your attempt to stop yourself from cumming.

Typically, Alex wasn't such a tease. But tonight was different perhaps it was the anticipation and excitement for the concert you didn't know, but at the moment, it didn't matter because everything felt just right. As your head rolled back, allowing him complete access to your neck, he whispered, "Look at you, so needy to cum." refusing to pass up an opportunity to leave his mark, Alex sucked the skin and worked a soft bruise into the side of your neck. You were completely messed up you couldn't even keep riding his cock, your mind was all over the place as your moans filled the room. You were so out of touch with reality, and Alex knew that.

"Come on, darling, like a good girl and cum on my cock, I'm sure you want it," he murmured, reaching for your waist to help with your movement. Alex couldn't help but press your hips downward, finding a new spot inside of you, and this was all you needed. Because of the overstimulation you were shaking and trying to stop moving on top of him. However, he refused to let you and kept bouncing inside you. He continued to fuck you as you came, crying with pleasure as he filled you up after a few more thrusts.

You could feel his cum pouring out of you while his dick was still buried inside you. You felt completely lightheaded and crashed on top of him, attempting to catch your breath as your sweaty bodies collided and tried to come down from your high. You were totally zoomed out, and his beautiful veiny neck was the ideal place to rest your head.

"Babe, are you with me?" He asked, lightly massaging your back with his thumb in circles. One of your favourite parts was the afterglow, and you couldn't take your eyes off of his sweating face. You blinked at him idly without shifting your position as you peered up at him. For an instant, you had completely forgotten about the concert, and all you wanted to do was stay here. "You know you have to be on stage in twenty minutes, right?" He asked you again, and this time you met his eyes, making him groan in response to your sudden movement. "Please don't remind me," you said, followed by the realisation that perhaps it wasn't a good idea to have sex shortly before your show and that you should reconsider before giving in to Alex's all-day flirting.

You've been struggling to adjust your hair, clothes, and makeup for the past ten minutes, but nothing seems exactly the same as it did before. Even though you didn't think you looked horrible, you sighed as you glanced in the mirror since you knew your stylist would be upset with you. "You should be more careful with that," you said as you gently touched your neck in admiration of Alex's work in your reflection. He smirked as his eyes landed on your neck and looked at you through the mirror. "I think it's fitting you well, luv" he commented grinning. "Oh yeah? I believe people gonna think that too," you said sarcastically. When youlooked at him, Alex had just lit up a cigarette and was looking so calm. The fact that he looked so good even after fucking you into oblivion nearly made you hate him. "So what do you think?" You showed him your figure and asked. He calmly stepped closer and started covering your neck with wet kisses without responding to you. "Alex, I'm serious!" You paused and turned around to face the man with his flawless hair all over his face and the smoke starting to escape from his mouth. It nearly slipped your mind what you were asking him. "You look perfect." He said leaning in to kiss you. You tiptoed, trying to reach him and kiss him back. When he broke the kiss, you continued as Alex's hands grabbed your ass. "I looked like I was having sex right before my show." He sent out a little giggle and then someone called you from outside "Y/n in five you have to be on stage." "Fuck me," you moaned as you opened your dressing room door. Naturally, Alex couldn't pass up the opportunity to tease you. Next to you, he responded, "Oh, but I did."

The floor under your feet was vibrating, pulsing with music and you couldn't help but think about all the risky things that went on backstage and how much you may have enjoyed it for that reason. Even though you were trying not to think about it, your mind kept reminding you that every time your eyes drifted to the side of the stage, Alex was there smirking at you and fighting to hold back his playful smile. You sang, lost in the music that pulsed through your body like a drug. And when the show was over you felt as though a weight had lifted. But you couldn't stop recalling what had happened before the concert and how you could get a revenge.

And then it hit you. You knew exactly what you wanted to do and you ran in Alex's arms as you exited the stage. "Do you know how hard it was to perform when all I could think about was you?" You whispered in his ear and as a reflex, he grabbed your wrist firmly and led you backstage.

When he opened the door of his dressing room, you pulled him inside by his sleeveless jersey. "You're such a teaser sometimes," you moaned as you pushed him and forced him to sit on the room's sofa. He simply stared at you, satisfied with himself, realising that his previous actions had such an impact on you. And as you lowered yourself, you could see his eyes darkening and his jawlines becoming sharper. You sit on his lap and begin kissing his neck, trying to find his sweet spot and pulling his hair to have easier access. You knew you had an effect on him, but his erection in his trousers confirmed it.

"Baby, we don't have time," he worriedly muttered. He realised he didn't have time for what you had in mind and that he should be performing in less than ten minutes, but he didn't stop you. "Oh, don't worry about that, I will be quick" You said this as you stood up from his lap and knelt on the floor in front of him. Alex put one hand on the back of your head and pulled your hair, forcing you to look at him. And he traced his thumb down your bottom lip, you licked your lips and opened your mouth as you took the lead and sucked lightly on Alex's thumb. "Don't tease me doll" he breathed out and a small smirk appeared on your lips. He couldn't help but watch you as your fingers loosened his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his tight pants and pushed them and his underwear down.He didn’t need to say anything else as you took him into your mouth.

Despite having sucked Alex's dick numerous times, you couldn't get used to the feeling of your mouth being stretched to the most. Your gaze met his as you leaned in and licked his erection, his cock brushing the back of your throat as Alex's lips left a groan. He could feel the heat flowing in the backstage room from the rawness of your tongue across his entire body. What you were doing had an intoxicating kind of power, and you were totally into it. "Don't- Fuck don't stop using your tongue," he said as his head rolled back. And you did exactly what he asked eager to please him. "Just- ugh, just look at how good you're talking me." he moaned and pulled your hair as he fucking your throat. You could feel tears running from your eyes and you locked your eyes with him again knowing how much he loved making you cry.

You sped up, and your entire world shrank to the taste of his cock, the sound of his breathing, and the sensation of his hand in your hair. You were so focused on your task that you almost didn't notice the shift in his breathing that indicated he was close. Then a tap on the door snapped you out of your thoughts about how you were getting Alex closer to cum.

"Alex, it's time for show time" Miles's voice sounded from outside. "Fuck-I- I'm coming" He gasped, and you pulled his dick out of your mouth. He was stunned, his eyes wide open, staring at you as you gave him puppy eyes and rose up. His dick was still wet from your spit as he opened his mouth to tell you something, but he was cut off by another knock.

"Come on, mate," Miles said again, and a tiny giggle escaped your lips. He shook his head and re-tucked his trousers. "What I'm going to do with this?" he asked you as he showed you his erection through his jeans, "I think it fits you well, luv," you said mocking him from before.

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