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fettuccin-e · 7 months

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Learn Your Lesson

Kinktober Day 6: Bondage

Tags: Miguel O'Hara x Reader, afab!fem!reader, bondage, dom!miguel, unprotected piv, stoplight system established, degradation, punishment with sex, oral and fingering (f!recieving), dirty talk because i can't help myself, overstimulation, miguel being hot angry and feral (w/c: 1.1K)

A/N: teehee dom Miguel make brain go brrr (For this month, I am using this list from flightlessangelwings!)

You'd fucked yourself over on the last mission, disobeying Miguel’s direct orders, running straight into the line of fire. You’d gotten shot in the process, and though you’d healed just fine, Miguel hasn’t let you forget it. He hasn’t forgotten that you have to be punished for it.

He’s got you at his mercy, just how he likes it. Just how you like it, though you’ll never admit it to him, the cocky bastard.

Your arms ache with how they’ve been forced above you, Miguel’s webs pinning you to the wall, helpless and free to use just as he likes. Which apparently means making you cum until you cry, over and over, even as you beg him for mercy. His knees must hurt, they must, with how long he’s spent kneeling on the hard wooden floor, but it’s like he doesn’t care.

His claws dig into your thighs, not breaking the skin, but sending sparks of pain along your body. And God, the little bit of pain is nothing like the violent pleasure that rips through your body. He licks into your pussy like he’s starving for it, shoving his tongue as far as he can inside you. It’s not enough, it’s clear that it’s not enough for him as he snarls, hiking one of your thighs over his shoulder, spreading you wider for him as he eats your cunt desperately.

There’s nothing you can do but take it, unable to escape, wrap your fingers into his hair, anything.

“Miguel, fuck, please,” you whine as he licks into you, his nose digging into your clit. You don’t know if he’s ever going to stop at this point. You’re so wet, your slick and his spit smeared all over the insides of your thighs, all over his mouth. You feel him smile between your legs, and you want to smack him.

He takes a hand off your thigh to sink two deliciously thick fingers into your pussy, stretching you out as he gazes up at you. Fuck, he’s pretty. His hair is sticking to his forehead with sweat and your cum, his pupils blown wide as he pants between your thighs.

“What do you need, hermosa?” He rasps beneath you, working his fingers into you so deep, so perfect. His hands are so thick, so big, you wonder how you ever lived without them.

“Fuck me,” you gasp, your hips grinding into his hand. “Please fuck me, oh shit-” He manages to find the perfect and to grind the tips of his fingers into your g-spot, and your vision goes blurry for a moment with the pleasure of it all.

“Oh, mi amor, not yet,” he murmurs. “You’ve got a lesson to learn, baby. Fucking disobeying me in front of everyone, throwing yourself into danger.” He pulls his fingers out of you to land a mean slap to your aching clit, and you wail. “I can’t let that go, sweetheart,” he mutters, and shoves a third finger inside of you along with the first two, stretching you so fucking wide.

He leans forward, sealing your clit between his lips and sucking, and you can only gasp, not making a sound, as you cum again. You grind into his face as much as you can in this position, practically smothering him in your pussy as you ride it out. Miguel moans like he fucking loves it, playing with your clit with his tongue, his fingers pounding into your pussy at a near furious pace.

Your wrists pull fruitlessly at the webs binding them together, but Miguel doesn’t let up. It’s like he can’t, drowning himself between your legs.

He’s talking, muffled into your skin, but you can hear him, little gasps of “tastes so fucking good,” and “fuck, she’s clenching so fucking tight for me.” Whether he’s talking to you or to himself, you’re not really sure.

“Fuck me, please, please, fuck me,” you babble, frantic for it. You hardly feel human anymore, your body trembling against the wall, desperate for him to finally get up off the fucking floor and fuck you like only he can.

And finally, finally, it’s like Miguel hears you. He snarls through his fangs, his eyes going red around the edges, as he rises off the ground. He towers over you, even as you’re lifted off the ground by his webs, every bit the predator everyone believes him to be.

It makes your pussy gush between your thighs.

He pulls your thighs around his hips with clawed hands, yanking you forward onto his thick cock. He slides in so easily, your cunt practically sucking him in. He hammers into you without remorse, without mercy, and you can’t help how hot tears begin to fall down your cheeks at his onslaught.

“Fucking. Needy. Slut.” He snarls it through his fangs, punctuating each word with a violent thrust that has you gasping for air. “Can’t even take your fucking punishment like a good girl, begging me to fuck you like a whore.”

You wish that you could claw at his back, pull him into a kiss, but there’s nothing you can do. You can only let out choked moans as Miguel fucks you like a monster, using you like a toy, the pull in your arms making you feel like you’re a livewire, strung up and electrified.

He drives into your g-spot like a man possessed, making your head spin and your vision swim with overwhelmed tears. “We’re not done, baby, do you hear me?” He murmurs into your ear. “I’m going to fill this needy pussy up, just like you wanted.” You keen, nodding frantically, and Miguel chuckles, dark with promise. “And then I’ll get right back down between your legs, and eat this cunt until you’re begging me to stop. You’re going to learn your goddamn place.”

It’s so overwhelming, he’s so overwhelming, and you can’t fucking take it anymore. Your mouth gapes open, soundless, your eyes clenching shut as you clench and gush around his cock.

A sick sense of victory runs through your veins though, when Miguel groans, tucking his head into your neck as his hips still, filling you up so fucking perfect. You quake against him, held against his strong, warm body.

He presses a gentle kiss to your throat. “What’s your color, mi amor?” He whispers softly, and you feel your mind come back to you, just a little bit, with the question.

“Green,” you murmur, and you can feel Miguel’s feral grin as he pulls back to look at you, pressing his mouth to yours and kissing the breath from your lungs. You try to chase his lips as he pulls away, sinking to his knees all over again.

“You still have a lesson to learn, hermosa.”

#i wont him so bad #TIE ME UP WITH YOUR WEBS MIGUEL #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara smut #miguel ohara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara x you #atsv smut #across the spiderverse smut

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julysn · 2 months

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it’s too late to stop, won’t the heavens save me?

nsfw sfw

ship: (somewhat ooc) andrew graves x afab!reader

includes cursing + sexual content. no plot, just sex. yeah. (probably) inaccurate depictions of sex, i haven’t even had my first kiss so idk what u expect from me. somewhat ooc, whatever, it’s smut. just read it dawg 😣

song: the edge of heaven - wham!

a/n: what am i cooking here. possibly ooc, idk i’m really sleepy and i’m in class rn so yeah..

i’m wearing the shirt (cough. u guys know) while writing this lmfaoo

first tcoaal fic. everyone cheered.

You gaze into his emerald eyes, admiring the way the only emotion visible in those orbs being pure, unfiltered lust.

Andrew looks at you as his hands slowly crawl up to pull down his boxers. You watch with anticipation as the cloth falls down to the floor, leaving him completely nude for you and you only. His shaft stands tall and erect, as hard as ever as the ravenette slowly approached you.

Your breath hitched as he stood before you, his tousled black hair sitting on his head all prettily as those gorgeous eyes stared down into your soul. It was like his gaze was unwinding you piece by piece, limb by limb, until you were nothing but your mere consciousness, and it was one of the sexiest yet scariest things you had ever seen. It almost made you afraid about the future, and, more specifically, tomorrow. Would you even be able to walk properly? With the way his orbs were fixated on you and you only, it didn’t look like it.

Andrew slouched down to kiss you as you sat on his bed, tenderly yet domineeringly pressing his lips against yours as his tongue slipped through your teeth and into your mouth. You let out soft gasps as his tongue eagerly explored your mouth, yearning to memorize each and every crevice he came across. You couldn’t get enough of his sweet lips as you leaned deeper into the make out session he had initiated.

Once the two of you finally broke apart, he gave you a few moments to catch your breath as he leaned in and began to leave gentle, wet kisses down from your temple to jawline. A soft blush crawled up your cheeks as you sat there, accepting his affection with open arms while the tip of his member pressed against your thigh.

“Andrew..” You moan out quietly, tilting your head to accept his jawline and neck kisses. Your voice was so smooth and velvety, Andrew felt himself melt into putty. He smiled faintly and gave you a haste kiss on the lips, before refocusing down on your collarbone and neck.

Your lips parted to let out soft groans, your hands and thighs trembling as he slowly began to pull your shirt off. His lustful eyes betrayed the sweet way he began to undress you, steadily taking each article of clothing off. Your cheeks reddened as more of your body began to get exposed, causing you to shiver slightly as the somewhat-chilly air hit your skin.

“So fuckin’ pretty,” He breathes out, voice deep and husky as his fingers gently grazed the fabric of your panties, teasing you before he would inevitably tug them off. You swore that the way he spoke and how sensual his voice was had made you even wetter than you already were, and you bit your lip in anticipation.

You watched as he tugged off your panties, leaving your entrance completely exposed to his hungry eyes, the feeling of his gaze on your most intimate areas making you more aroused. You watched as he pushed you down onto the bed, your back hitting the comfortable sheets as his lips pressed against your hips, leaving hot kisses down to your thighs. He was getting more and more comfortable as the night progressed, his advances becoming more bold.

The atmosphere slowly began to feel hotter, while your vision followed the way Andrew’s kisses trailed up to your entrance. You let out soft gasps as he began to gently lick your folds, his tongue sliding across the wet flesh like butter sliding across a pan. Your head reeled back in ecstasy as you threw your hand over your mouth to stifle your breathless moans, but you knew he didn’t mind when you were loud. It was like his way of claiming you.

“Fuckfuckfuck, Andrew, oh god-” You babble mindlessly, lost in the sea of pleasure that he had enveloped you in. His tongue slicked back and forth, leaving a trail of saliva all over your kiss-bruised clit. You look down, hand successfully suppressing your whines of pleasure as his head averted upwards to watch your expressions of pleasure. He smirked and pressed another kiss against your skin, a shiver of lust sending chills down your spine as your hands made its way into his hair and you gripped those soft strands of his, throwing your head back.

“You look desperate.” He scoffs lightheartedly as he playfully pinched your hips and stood back up, the tip of his member rubbing against your wet cunt and causing your thighs to tremble in excitement. Your hands slid off of his hair and onto the bedsheets, gripping them for support as your back arched forward and your breathing began to get heavier, shakier, and more frequent.

“I am.” You admit, rolling your eyes as a lighthearted smile rested on your lips. A faint smile flashes across Andrew’s face, before he quickly glances around the room for any possible lubricants. His gaze swiftly landed on a bottle of lube on his dresser, and he pulled away to grab it before squeezing some on his hand.

“Yeah, I can tell.” He replies smugly, shrugging nonchalantly. He rubbed the substance all over his erect member, a smug smirk gracing his expression as you began to feel the tip of his cock slicking up and down your folds. Your lips parted to release a soft whimper, your hands tightening the grip around his sheets as he chuckled huskily and slowly laid his hands on top of your spread thighs.

His gaze explored your body as he looked down at you, stare unintentionally degrading but in a sexy way that most were unable to match. He slouches down yet again, to give you one last kiss, like a warning of what was to come next. Your breathing was as irregular as ever, heart thumping against your ribcage as your hands trembled due to the intense grip it held on the linen (and also because you were excited).

You watched with shaky breaths as Andrew’s tip gradually pushed past the rings of muscle that, to him, felt like the gateway of Heaven, or, more like Hell, if you were to consider all of the things he had done in his past with his sister.

Light, lecherous whimpers escaped your throat as your back arched forward, eager to invite more of him inside. You didn’t want him inside, no, that would be an understatement.

You needed him, deep inside, pounding away like his life depended on it.

“You’re so goddamn tight,” Andrew coos, voice sweet like honey yet smooth like butter, tone as dulcet as ever. It was a stark contrast from how he usually was in public; cynical, cold, apathetic. You shivered at his duality, the way he was so tender with his words making you feel chills as you were used to his sardonic demeanor. “it’s driving me crazy.”

It was as if his intense stares from previously had finally been able to unwind your limbs apart to reveal your soul, as the pleasure he was inducing was like he was fucking you deep into your consciousness. He was buried inside of your heat, his member enveloped in the sea that was your wet entrance. You let out faint whines as his thrusts slowly began to crescendo in speed and intensity.

Andrew’s hips rammed into yours, his member continuing to fill the void within your cunt and then slipping out of it, only to come back inside again. Your eyes rolled back in ecstasy, head reeled back as your grip on the linen sheets tightened even further. Your knuckles were practically ghostly white at this point, toes curled in arousal.

You let out intoxicated whimpers as he pumped deep inside, vision blurred with ecstasy. You were caught off-guard at the sudden sensations of his lips pressing against your neck. “Andrew, oh god..”

Your hips bucked forward instinctively, trying to angle yourself so he could get to the most pleasurable spots. His soft, black curls boucned around on his head prettily as his thrusts heightened in speed. You gasped as his member slicked in and out of your clenched pussy, cheeks flushed in both excitement and pleasure.

Your head tilted downward to meet his gaze, becoming absolutely mesmerized by the way he was staring at you with a pleasant mix of infatuation and lust. Pearls of sweat beaded his hairline, dripping onto your bare waist and thighs, beginning to soak into your skin and leaving his musky scent behind.

Slowly yet surely, you felt your climax creeping up through your veins. You were so close, so goddamn close, and each and every thrust of Andrew’s hips was helping push you off the edge.

“I-” You gasped out, body trembling and face contorted in ecstasy. “I’m gonna—”

Before you could even finish your sentence, it was interjected by your climax, your cum blanketing his veiny shaft as your inner walls clenched even tighter than they already had. You let out a loud, high-pitched whimper, breathless and exhausted as Andrew had also reached his own climax.

“Fuck, I’m cumming—!” He groaned loudly, his nails digging into your hips as his thrusting came to an abrupt stop. You let out a soft moan as the feeling of cum filling your pussy filled your senses, his dick beginning to soften as he was still deep inside you.

The two of you just laid there for a few seconds, looking into each other’s eyes and trying to catch your breath. You attempted to take deep, long breaths, Andrew’s cock now completely soft as he pulled away and out from you and grabbed a tissue. You smiled faintly as he gently wiped off his semen off of your folds and thighs, before grabbing another tissue to wipe off his own lower half.

“I’m gonna go take a shower,” He breathed out, throwing the tissues away and pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. “… Love you.”

Your heart immediately melted at his affection, and you nodded and kissed him on the cheek in return. “I love you too.”

#HES SO #SSOOO FINEEE #i wont him so bad #julysn #julia’s fics .𖥔 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚#x reader smut #smut #afab reader #afab reader smut #tcoaal smut #tcoaal #the coffin of andy and leyley #andrew graves #andrew graves x reader #andrew graves x reader smut #x reader #cherriepicked

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roachesbf · 1 year

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Chubby Konig x Male reader

art @ Mr_Not_Null_ (twt.com)

It's inspired by this art lol, he is 100% my type and I needed to get this out of my brain NOW!!

Konig is very proud of his body on the field!! He can easily bring a man down with his size and height so he has no reason to be incompetent on the field. He’s given clear instructions on how to wipe the field with what he has, yet he has no idea what to do when it comes to you. Hell he gets even insecure because of how unsure he is, and if you even find him appealing for the most part. He’s so used to viewing his body as a killing machine, it’s hard to change his views about himself. But when you lay your head between his thighs or his belly he immediately melts with how much you love him. He especially goes crazy if you start kissing his belly all over, he bursts into childish laughter because he’s so sensitive to your touch. At first he was insecure to show skin around you such as his thighs, arms, belly/chest, but seeing the way you drool and squeal over him. You’ve managed to get him from always wearing hoodies and extremely baggy pants, to him just enjoying himself on the couch with a tank top and some shorts.

Everytime you’re cuddled up he asks you if all the hairs are a bother and itchy, but you just say it feels like you’re cuddling a bear. He gets all giddy when you compare him to one:)) He once shaved off the hair on his chest + stomach during an episode and when you saw him you treated it like a death in the family. He was a little embarrassed/ashamed but you both managed to talk to him about his feelings so all good after that. Somehow he just always convinces himself that you’d rather be with someone more conventionally attractive, he’ll ramble on about how you deserve better that the only way to get him to stop is by kissing him all over. He’ll get so flustered that his brain short circuits. With his big size though he does like to get annoying and he’ll keep you hostage in his arms when he doesn’t feel like getting up. It could be 10 in the morning and you need to get chores done, but as long as he’s got you in his arms, he’s not letting go. Or how he’ll lay himself on top of you for a little bit and pretend that you’re not there. Getting himself comfy while you’re trying to push him off while laughing.

When the both of you nap, he’s either holding you in his arms or he’s got you resting on top of him. No in between. He’s grown into the habit of falling asleep easier when he’s holding something in his arms, so cuddle sessions will usually turn into quick naps for the both of you.

#x male reader #male reader #cod x male reader #cod x reader #call of duty x male reader #call of duty x reader #konig x male reader #konig x reader #dont mind me im being self indulgent #its also like 12am #i wont him so bad

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show-tunes · 5 months

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Sexy Leshy calendar

#suggestive maybe #i wont him so bad #finals have been hell and i have other finished art that i'm sitting on #i'm just waiting to post it in one batch #leshy #inscryption #my art

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ninjautistic · 2 months

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I am literally OBSESSED with young garmadons design like GOTDAMNN

#no wonder why misako fell for him..#she even got PREGNANT with this man she did NOT hold back #if i was a lego babe I'd be ON MY KNEES #the fact lloyd looks exactly like his father too when hes wearing his bandana..#LLOYD GETS HIS LOOKS FROM HIS FATHER CONFIRMED #hes so FINEEEEE #i wont him so bad #ninjago #ninjago fandom #garmadon ninjago #ninjago garmadon #lord garmadon ninjago #ninjago lord garmadon #Spinjitzu brothers #ninjago spinjitzu brothers

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tobealonemp3 · 1 year

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he's so... (x)

#🌌#hozier #i wont him so bad #also whoever chose that mic im sending you flowers

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crybaby-bkg · 10 months

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Being in the forest, you’ve come across all kinds of things, people, beings. You, being one of them, a fairy, an olden one of your kind, the kin that’s far and few to find just lurking around. So you’re special, held in high regard to those who frequent your area of the forest, respected and highly praised. Most know to bow and smile without teeth when they see you, except for one.

He’s new, you suspect, with his too big green eyes and tilted head. He takes in every part of the forest, mumbling to himself, picks at his bottom lip. His hands rests on his hips, and you notice his chest is naked and his lower half is covered in thick, dense fur. It tapers off into shiny hooves that he taps into the soft grass, and you wonder when the last time you saw a satyr was.

He’s a pretty one, you think, with thick curly green locks and curious eyes. His ears are pointed and they twitch in your direction at your giggle when he trips over a tree root. His gaze swivels over to the flower you rest on, and he perks up at the sight of it, clumsily making his way to you.

Everything’s all giggles from you, until he picks up the flower you rest on, mouth opening as the flower comes quickly to his mouth. Before he can devour you, you screech at him, something in your old tongue that nobody in a thirty mile radius could understand. But he stops, pulling the flower back, his curious green eyes widening when he finally makes out your camouflaged body sitting prettily in the bud of the flower.

“Have you no manners?” You ask, voice a huff that makes the satyr’s head tilt in the other direction. He blinks a few times before his eyes widen in excitement, mouth dropping open as he takes you in.

“You’re a…” his voice delves off, as he realizes what kind of fairy you must be. One he’s only heard of in tales, ones that are as old as time. He can’t believe he’s seeing one in real time, much less almost eating one!

“Give me your name, and I’ll forgive your indiscretion.” You offer him, chin jutting out in his direction. He knows he shouldn’t, knows you guys are full of tricks, that he should only admire from afar. But you’re so pretty in that ethereal type of way, and so, so tiny in his hands, that he wonders just how much damage you could actually cause. So he bites the bullet, doesn’t even realize that with just a name, he’s sealed his fate.

“Izuku. My name is Izuku.”

Izuku, or Deku as he likes to be called, has become so subservient to you as the days go on. Carries you everywhere, despite your wings working perfectly fine. Feeds you the fruit from trees without a single complaint, bathes you in the lakes despite his face always turning so red.

He even touches you the way you like to be touched. Lets you stay in his palm, figure hidden behind thick trees, a patch in the openness of the forest where only you two reside. He holds his thickest finger above you, watches with intent vermillion eyes as you lay on your back in his palm, rubbing your tiny little clit all over the pad of his finger. He could crush you in this position, but all he can think of is how immoral it would be to kill an ancient fairy from trying to shove you on his too big cock.

And despite using his big fingers to get you off for so long, it still isn’t enough. He’s surprised, one dusky morning, when he enters that patch in the forest that’s become you guys’ special spot, and doesn’t find you sleeping on a leaf. No, instead, Deku finds someone who looks eerily like you, only bigger in size—so, so much bigger.

Your hair looks so soft and your skin glows an eery golden haze around it. Your wings look iridescent in the slithers of morning light, as they flap lightly when he enters the thicket. Your body is bare, and it only feels that much intenser when everything is so much bigger, so easier to see in the broadening of your skin.

Your eyes are devious, with a downright cruel smile. You stretch where you lay, yawning a little, flipping on your back as you look at Izuku upside down, body bare and on display. It makes him think back to how hard he would have to strain to look in between your legs, now looking away at just how clear everything is.

“It’s time to prove your usefulness to me, Izuku. Are you ready?” You ask in a voice so sultry, he thinks he might melt on the spot. He should’ve known better than to give an ancient fairy his name, knows he’s spellbound to you and your every wish for eternity. But a part of him wishes he only would’ve met you sooner.

“I’m more than ready.”

#I’ve had this idea in my drafts for like 3 weeks now #but kept forgetting about it and then I got lazy lol #love this idea tho I’ve been wanting to write about fairy reader for a while now #but couldn’t think of anything else!!#it’s something about too big clumsy satyr izuku with this tiny conniving lil fairy that he always carries around #that just makes me :(((((#he’s so beeg but sooo gentle #omg and when you try to kiss for the first time while you’re still tiny #his eyes squint so much and he’s got this big pucker on his lips #he can barely even feel your kiss but it’s soft and light and he thinks he’s in love #and he’s so easy to tease #AHHHHH I NEED TO LAY DOWN!!!!!!#I wont him so bad #—new treat in the streets! 🍫#deku treats! 🍬#also if anyone wants to talk more about this then I’m more than happy to 👀

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ncteez · 1 year

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I NEED A MORE ON BRAT TAMER TURNED SERVICE TOP WONWOO PLEASE

“Fuck…. You’re driving me insane”

(Finally brave enough to send a msg, can I be ✨anon pls )

warning: mingyu is buzzing around lmao

For you, there are no limits, nor are there any for Wonwoo, he loves when you act out of line because there are certain implications when you do it.

For instance, once the two of you were out getting groceries after he worked all day. He didn’t mind going with you, but he did put up a fight in the hope that you’d let him stay home and be lazy or something. It started with you batting your eyelashes to go, despite the kitchen already fully stocked with food. It ended with him struggling not to bend you over a table of produce and fuck you right then and there in front of Margaret, the elderly store manager.

Why did he want to do such a thing to you? Well, he should have known when he came home to you wearing a comfortable little dress, that you probably didn’t have panties on. He should have known that when you insisted on bending down to pick up a product “just to see what it is”, that you did it on purpose to show off a perfect pussy already wet and needing him.

Safe to say, you were fucking good at what you do and for the most part. He loved it, he really did. Today though, you’re pushing it.

Day two into his vacation, he really thought the two of you got enough of your fill regarding sex. Then again, with him being a sex-hungry man and you being...well...you, are either of you ever fulfilled? Either way, the point is, Mingyu is over and trying to have a friendly fucking lunch with his friendly fucking friends, and every single time he isn’t paying attention, you’re torturing your boyfriend.

Groping him under the table, rubbing your ass against him every chance you get, popping a tit out when Mingyu’s back is turned, intentionally being clumsy just so you can make sounds that you know will get your boyfriend’s cock adjusted.

And so, that’s the dilemma. Hiding a boner, wanting you so badly it hurts, and having to sit here and pretend he’s interested in what the fuck Mingyu is saying.

Quite frankly, the only thing he cares about right now is getting you on your knees and shutting you up in the best way he knows how.

Mingyu leaves, You’re innocently sitting on the couch, and Wonwoo is glaring.

“Can you behave yourself when we have a guest over?” He grouches, locking the front door and walking over to the table to clean up the emptied cups.

“Behave? I wasn’t doing anything.” You offer snidely, standing to your feet and preparing to bat those eyelashes at him.

“You grabbed my dick like four times right in front of him.”

“He didn’t see, plus,” You look him up and down, noting that he’s been hard for two entire hours because of you. “You liked it.”

“Of course I did! That’s exactly why you shouldn’t have done it.”

You roll your eyes playfully, following him to the kitchen sink and wrapping your arms around him.

“You don’t want me to show your friends how much I want you?” You ask, laughing.

He’s silent.

“You don’t want me to make you feel good?”

Silence.

“That hurts my feelings.”

He takes in a deep breath, squeezing his eyes shut and allowing all of those suppressed thoughts in his head come to the surface, because he knows what you're doing.

“You love doing this when other people are around.” He starts, but you cut him off.

“You’re really hot when you can’t fuck me.”

He rolls his eyes as he turns toward you.

“You say that like I’m going to give you what you want.”

You smile at him, because of course he is. He may be an expert at putting you in your place, but there are times when he does exactly what you want when you tease him enough. Torturing him for an hour alone at a grocery store was enough to have him on his knees, asking how you want him to get you off.

“Oh yeah?” You challenge him, dropping a hand to his cock and squeezing. “You’re not going to? Even after two hours of wanting me?”

He holds back a groan, trying to remain firm as he glares at you.

“You’re not getting anything from me this time,” He sighs, reaching for your hand but failing in his attempt to pull it away. He pauses at the fact that he just holds your hand in place, and you continue to squeeze. “You tend to forget that I do have self-control.”

You look at him, taking in that familiar glare before lifting up on your toes to swipe your tongue across his bottom lip.

“So, you’re not going to put me on this countertop and give me what I want?” You don’t even let him respond as you continue, shaking his hand away from you and dipping into his pants. “You don't seem to be controlling yourself too well.”

That’s really all it takes. Internally, he buckles.

“I can’t fucking stand you sometimes,” He grits his teeth when he says it, bucking into your hand and feeling heat rush throughout his body at the way you always know right when to squeeze when he does this. “You drive me insane.”

“I know.” You say in a pleased voice, smiling. You're well aware that typically, Wonwoo isn't in the palm of your hand during sex. If he's chasing your hand with his hips, he's not going to be putting you in your place any time soon. Instead, he's going to be praising the way you take him for all he's worth.

#[mail]#[h.hours]#[m]#[wonwoo]#I WONT HIM SO BAD #✨

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satorkiees · 11 months

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by his side

synopsis : reo has a stalker and so he moves away to start afresh but he finds that sometimes the past will always be there

content : 2.0k words, NOT proofread, i love reo, stalking, angst to fluff, roommates to lovers ( between y/n and reo )

reo had it all.

that’s what made him so desirable to most people, his looks, academics and wealth. to the average eye - he was perfect. but deep down, he was flawed and cracked just like everybody else because of course he was - he’s human too.

despite his wealth evident in the fancy apartment you both shared, it couldn’t keep her away from him.

she was prominent in his circle, the daughter of one of the trading companies that his parents were closely aligned with. meaning ever since they were young, she had always been there. at first, he tried to be cordial with her: offering her a tight lipped smile whenever he passed her after a meeting; dancing with her when her parents ushered the both of them on the dance floor whilst feeling the sweat drenching his suit or participating in idle conversation with her to pass the time.

though, after a while, it began to get weird. he would notice her more outside of their usual business setting, she’d transferred to his school with a messy grin drawn her face. she was now in all of reo’s classes, at all of reo’s games wishing him a ‘good luck’ with the same grin that haunted him. she was touchy too, giving him unwarranted hugs and affection he didn’t want or need from her.

however, the breaking point for reo was the lead up to his 16th birthday. for 3 weeks before his birthday, a package would arrive in the mail. all designer. whether it be watches, clothes, shirts - things he had mentioned to his friends in passing that he wanted. he’d assumed that it was them but upon further investigation all of his friends denied sending him any. after the first week, the quantity of the gifts multiplied till he could no longer contain it in his closet.

his attendance began to decrease with the lead-up to his birthday and when he had built up the courage to tell his parents about what happened, what was he met with?

“seriously? i didn’t know you were so daft that you would lie about spending our money” his dad said in response.

“she’s lovely though. maybe she just likes you? to say she’s stalking you is a bit far.” his mother nodded agreeably.

blurred together, that was the only thing he could remember from the whole ordeal as he moved out shortly after when he was 17 and transferred elsewhere. with significantly less earnings than he had before, he needed to get a roommate and you just so happened to be the person he picked.

reo was cold, distant and honestly a bit rude when you first met him. he brushed past you whenever you were in the house together, never cleaned up properly and was overall a bit of a nuisance. but the rent was affordable for you and though he didn’t seem nice, you had a feeling that he was okay.

“reo, wanna go out sometime?” you asked politely, determined to become at least friendly with your roommate.

“no. leave me alone” he said, not even bothering to look up from his phone. with that, you swore you’d never try again. whatever “feeling” you had must’ve been way off.

the first semester came and went and though you had no progress with reo, you had became good friends with nagi - something reo had done also.

that’s why you three were here now. sat on your cream coloured couch, nagi sandwiched between the two of you playing through zelda : botw so he could start the new game. nagi thought it was oddly tense for two people that had been living together for a couple of months now but decided to not say anything about it.

“you missed a kokoro seed there.” you pointed out an unsolved pattern evident by the sparkles and weirdly shaped rocks.

“they literally just look like rocks. nagi, it’s best you move on so you can get to that last shrine.” reo said in reply. peeved, you turn to face him and began to lay your case on why the kokoro seed was the best plan of action whilst reo countered arguing for the shrine. nagi ignored the both of you and headed straight to ganon to defeat the final boss ( and failed ). though, at that point, you were less interested in the game itself and happy you were finally talking to your roommate.

as the seasons changed and the cold, harsh winter transitioned into a hot and fruitful summer, you and reo became close. you were friends and you began to have a settling feeling that you may want more.

the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed or when he told you about his childhood stories, the way his eyes would go soft and tender. a look that you wanted him to direct towards you. the both of you had fallen into a nice rhythm, often you’d both study together then eat afterwards. if both reo and nagi had football practice, you’d order in takeaway whilst watching the latest movie.

maybe you had gotten too comfortable.

on your way home from school, you admired the plants that had sprouted once again. pops of colour painting the gardens on the leadup to your apartment when an overwhelming presence made its way behind you. swiftly, you turned around to meet a girl who seemed to be around your age. she was tall and slender, ghostly. her skin pale as ever and her hair neatly tucked away, she looked as fragile as a doll.

“are you y/n l/n?” she asked, a sickening sweetness oozing from her voice that completely juxtaposed her appearance, you stayed silent.

“well, i’m reo’s girlfriend. i’ve been waiting for him” your heart dropped, though unsure of because of what she just said or the way her smile was twisted into this off-putting grin.

“i see.” you say cordially, unsure of what to do. “i’m not sure who that is but… i’ve never heard of anyone like that living here.”

then, you heard the release of groceries sprawled across the floor behind you with the new zelda game peeking out of one of the bags. as you turned to face the sound, reo met your eyes, completely frozen in place, beads of sweat began sprouting on his face.

“i-it’s you.” reo looked small, smaller than you’d ever seen him and as he tried to move away, his feet had bonded with the ground. unable to move away from his stalker that faced him once again.

“hello reo. i’ve missed you so much.” that dark overwhelming feeling had begun to consume you. “it’s been so lonely without you, reo.” she made her way over to him, confidence oozing off of her. “let’s hangout today, reo.” his whole body trembled, his face frozen along with every other fibre in his body.

the adrenaline had kicked in, you rushed your way in front of reo with the most determined face you could muster. “he’s busy.” putting your arms out to block her getting any nearer to him. “it’d be best if you left him alone from now on.”

the sweetness in her voice rotted all at once as her face melted into an array of disgust. brushing herself off, she simply huffed and gave you one last scowl. you stood in front of reo until she’s had left your apartment area and you could no longer see her.

“i think she’s gone now.” putting your arms down when you were pulled into a tight embrace.

“thank you.” he whispered into your ear, his body melting into yours with his head nuzzled into your neck. you return the hug, humming a reply in return.

that night, he told you all about his old school and how his parents disregarded him. as your heart ached for him, you swore that you’d never leave his side. your eyes were as bright as the whole galaxy, sincerity present throughout your whole being. reo felt as he looked into them that if he was to stare into them any longer that he’d be blinded by you. from that moment, he knew you had made a home for yourself in his heart.

months past after that too and a new normal set in, she was reported to the police and reo contacted his parents again to threaten an annulment between the two companies if he wasn’t left alone. and they obliged begrudgingly with one condition.

“are you sure you want me to go with you, reo?” you were dolled up, all ready for a gala that reo had insisted you come with him too. to you, this was out of the blue and though you’ve attended a couple of galas because of your parents’ own company. it was never anything to this degree.

“if i wasn’t sure i wouldn’t have asked you. besides, i want you to be there with me.” reo said, brushing off any dust that might’ve stuck to his suit. he polished up as good as ever and you had to contain yourself from staring at him for too long. your crush on him had grown into something wild and you were unsure how you were managing to contain it with reo right in your reach. these days, you were so close to confessing you thought you might burst.

bright lights were everywhere as you entered the scene, arms entwined around reo’s arm. he was a natural at this, smiling at the right times, cracking jokes and just being himself. another thing you admire about him really. when you entered the building, the grandiose interior blew all your expectations whilst reo looked at the place with familiarity. as he scanned his eyes for his parents, subconsciously you clung onto him tighter, not wanting to be left alone in this unknown place. he hoped to himself that you wouldn’t hear his heart pounding out of his chest. at last, he found his parents and he guided you across the floor to go and speak to them.

suddenly, it hit you that you were actually going to meet his parents. and obviously you weren’t dating and it was normal to meet your friend’s parents but you still wanted to make a good impression and-

“they’ll love you so don’t worry.” he reassured you with that same tenderness he’s always had. he waved to his parents, disconnecting you both from one another.

“good evening mr and mrs mikage, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” you said bowing your head. “thank you for having me.”

“aren’t they polite?” his mother exclaimed, exuding the same warmth that reo did. his dad only nodded in response.

“i’m so sorry dear but we just want to talk to reo here for a quick minute.”

understanding the hint, you bid them a temporary goodbye and made your way around the room. you admired how many legacies were present in this room and how everything just seemed to flow like clockwork. until you felt a familiar overwhelming feeling, one that made you sick to the depths of your stomach. her silky black hair was pin straight, not a hair out of place whilst her crimson red dress reached the floor and her makeup done to perfection. he looked more doll like than ever.

“it is you.” obvious surprise being suppressed in her tone, all prior sweetness in her voice was gone as reo was no longer present. “you may have got him now but when he eventually gets bored of you. he’ll come running back to me.” she snickered, twirling her hair.

“i don’t know where you even have the audacity to say all of that,” you said exasperated. “he doesn’t like you and he doesn’t need me to say that but i know that i’ll never let you torment him like that again. because that’s not what he deserves.” you conviction shone throughout your words. so much so you thought it made her run away until you looked behind you to see a starstruck reo.

“i love you, y/n.”

bonus - on the ride home

“you said WHAT to your parents??”

“i told them i was gonna marry you.”

“you’re crazy.”

“crazy for you 😜”

a/n : inspired by romantic lover. i hope it gets a s2 so bad. kazuki and anzu have to get together istg

#bugeatermaya #reo x reader #reo mikage #reo mikage x reader #reo mikage x you #reo x you #reo x y/n #blue lock x reader #reo mikage fluff #reo mikage x y/n #i wont him so bad #reo i miss you #reo imagines

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