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o0kawaii0o · 7 months
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Night Market - WIP
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wolfram-but-art · 4 months
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mercenaries the typa person to say "is anyone gonna fall in love with that?" and then not wait for an answer
reblogs > likes btw \(^_^)/
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the polka dot brush texture was made by ggutinho on DeviantArt btw!!
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fidgetspringer-art · 2 months
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✦ Linger ✦
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Greetings I play cookie run
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thedreadvampy · 2 years
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not to be a dick but if you've been through actual university level art school and you still think that it's unreasonable bullying to be asked to push yourself or experiment with different art styles or to have aspects of your artwork criticised by people you asked for an opinion. what was the point of art school for you exactly?
when people say shit like 'my art school tutors told me my art was bad bc it was too anime and cartoonish ☹️' that may be true but I'm not gonna lie what I suspect happen is they told you 'you should work on developing a solid foundation for any art style you choose by pushing yourself to try more representational art Anne getting comfortable with ways of seeing and understanding images' and what you heard is 'NOBODY IS ALLOWED TO DRAW CARTOONS EVER AND YOUR WORK IS WORTHLESS'
and furthermore I suspect that you were really annoying in crits and took any even slightly negative comment or suggestion as a personal attack even though literally the point of art school is to learn to take and grow from constructive advice from your peers.
shout out to the girl on my undergrad who burst into tears literally every crit for three years even though about the nastiest thing anyone said to her was 'it might look cleaner if you rubbed out any of your pencil lines after inking and also used a clean rubber while sketching.' and guess whose art didn't improve at all over three years and whose technique actively got sloppier while other people were moving forward in leaps and bounds? yeah.
there were people who started uni as the best in the class and ended as some of the worst bc they just weren't prepared to listen to criticism or change how they did anything. and there were people who started out very mediocre and went on to produce incredible professional work to a high standard bc they listened and were open to change. and that's got nothing to do with who was more painterly and who was more cartoony or whatever it's just. when you ask advice and get something you don't want to hear do you chew on it and try it out or do you dig your heels in and do more of the same?
and like I'm not saying there's anything wrong with sticking to your guns and doing art the way you want to do art and the way that brings you joy. I'm just saying if you don't want feedback, teaching or advice on how to improve I'm really not sure what the benefit of art school is that you couldn't get several thousand pounds cheaper by staying home and drawing there.
(and I'm also saying if you come out of art school like BOOHOO NOBODY LIKES MY STYLE AND MY ART IS WORTHLESS you might. need to pull yourself together and say either I'm committed to this style regardless of whether people like it and I'm going to keep building on this style and make it amazing, or I want to make art that's more like the work people like and I value, what could I change to get more where I want to go? but if you lie down and say waaaaaah it's so unfair that my art is bad and everyone else is just more talented than me then bullshit. by the time you've graduated art school talent is not the deciding factor in the quality of your work. it's a question of your willingness and capacity to put the work in, take criticism, understand what you want to achieve, and slog through trying and failing to get a certain effect until it improves. professional level art is not an innate talent it's a trained skill, and some people might start further along the path than others bc of their talent, eye or training, but the distance between someone who's talented but unpractised and someone who's less talented but puts a lot of thought and work in closes extremely rapidly. it can be disheartening but if you want to do this professionally rather than for yourself you gotta feel your frustration, have a good scream and cry about it, then get back in to figuring out what you need to build on. bc we're all guilty of sometimes going HOWEVER HARD I WORK I'LL NEVER BE AS GOOD AS MY PEERS but no offence if you just lie down and give up where does that get you? if you just start going 'actually you should all feel bad for not liking my work more' instead of making your work more appealing or finding the right audience for it, that's on you not on anyone else. what was the point of art school????)
#needless bitching time#i just. i don't understand why you'd pay thousands of pounds a year to get constructive feedback#and then spend the year treating any feedback as a personal attack#save your money my guy of you want to do it on your own and you don't think other people have anything to tell you#then don't pay 6 grand a year to not listen to other people's advice#saw three consecutive art posts on here of ppl being like MY TUTORS TOLD ME NOT TO DO ANIME ART BC THEY JUST DON'T GET ME#WHY ARE ALL MY PEERS DOING BETTER THAN ME DESPITE US ALL GRADUATING AT THE SAME TIME#friends it's not bc you do anime art it's bc they tried new things and learnt new skills and you dug your heels in bc anime is What You Do#but like. successful cartoonists and anime artists are ppl who've at least had a crack at life drawing and realism#to know what they're stylising and how#I'm sure there's some teachers going NO ANIME EVER but I'm p sure most of your tutors were actually saying#don't just do anime bc it's what you know how to do. try other styles bc even if you're bad at them you'll learn something#it's not just anime like. ppl who come in only doing photorealism are pushed to stylise more.#you should be pushed out of your comfort zone. different styles. different media. that's not where you're being asked to END UP.#it's a LEARNING PROCESS#like a lot of my direct tutelage was like. pushing me to do looser more gestural blockier art#use an a6 piece of paper and a fat marker pen for life drawing#or no lines only blocks of shadow#or use a 3 colour palette with no midtones#or draw 30 thumbnails in a minute#and the art i made like that SUUUUUUUUUCKED. and it's meant to. it's not meant to be how you work from now on.#it's meant to help you identify what you're missing and where your blind spots are#and what you can incorporate into your work moving forward#red said
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perhapsapremiseart · 2 years
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That scene from meld but give it sexier lighting
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shootingst4rpress · 4 months
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She said better luck next time, don't worry so much Without ears I couldn't hear, I could just feel the touch As I feel asleep softly at the edge of a cave I should have gone deeper but I'm not so brave
- When I Was Done Dying, Dan Deacon
late secret file finale piece ^_^ closeups and commentary under the cut
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i've been feeling kind of dissatisfied with my digital art recently, feeling like i'm just doing the same thing every time so i wanted to shake it up a bit! i did some analogue papercut stuff for a project and i really enjoyed it, so i wanted to try and recreate the layered paper + coloured pencil look digitally. I think it went really well! i also tried to be very careful and planned about my colours and do a proper colour scheme... unsure how much i stuck to that but the piece came together very well :] i do think there's some weirdness in how the detailed bits and areas of attention are concentrated, but this is a new style so, yaknow, still ironing out the creases. thanks for reading!
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So I'm reading for an art history class, and Baudrillard is talking about the trends in colour usage from generation to generation (mostly in interior design, but there's definite spillover into fashion, architecture, etc.), and how every new colour movement is a direct rebellion against the previous one, like how the bright colours of the 60s/70s were a direct response to the austerity and seriousness of the WWII/postwar era, and how a shift back to organized, moralistic neutrals were a direct rejection of 60s/70s gaudiness, etc., and that all makes sense, people find their parent's style tacky, sure
But he goes on to observe how we've now been stuck in a lull of pasty tones and naturalistic finishes for some time, and I'm thinking yes, he's so right, but that's weird, because its been hanging around for so long, like what is it rebelling against anymore? What is it answering to? Well all I had to do was be patient because lo and behold, Baudrillard provides the following sentence, which caused me to completely wig out:
"...except of course, for the spheres of advertising and commerce, where colour's power to corrupt enjoys full rein"
And I'm like ooohhhhHHHHHH, so this colourless minimalist wasteland of a design principle:
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Is maybe hanging on so stubbornly because this corporate hellscape:
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is assaulting all of our eyes, inside and outside of our homes, every waking second, and is tainting the very concept of colour into something we can't relax around in our living spaces.
EDIT: The reading was The System of Objects by Jean Baudrillard, 1996 Ed., Part A, Section II, Subheading "Atmospheric Values: Colour" (p. 30-36 in my copy). Even if this was a passionate spur-of-the-moment post, omitting this was pretty silly; my bad.
EDIT 2: I was trying to be chill and leave this one alone, cuz I know most people in the notes are talking to themselves and their followers and not actually me, but 11,000 notes in it's starting to get to me - yes, I am aware that decreased homeownerhship/increased renting/landlord specials/hyperfocus on resale values, are all very direct causes of this too. I totally agree. For me, those were the obvious answers; I think we all get why the owning class is serving this to us. My epiphany moment was about understanding the flip side, the psychology of the consumers who keep accepting it, and even seem to enjoy it. That's what I couldn't understand before, but now I suddenly do. (And for those of you saying such people don't exist, no one actually wants to live without colour - check the notes, bb, they're everywhere. Not everyone has the same brain as you. We all deal with the horrors of capitalism differently.)
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bweirdart · 2 months
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#mARTch 2024
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text version (with more info!) under the readmore! please check it out if you're confused about anything <3
F.A.Q
do i have to draw every day? no!!!! there are skippable days built into the event, please use them whenever you need them! i really don't want anyone getting a wrist injury!
can you share my art? yep! i try to share entries to @bweirdevents daily during the event!! the tags can get busy tho so i might miss some posts OTL sorry
what are the tags? #mARTch is the main tag, but this year you might find posts in #mARTch2024 too!
wait, i'm confused about a prompt... full breakdown of all the prompts below ↓ with helpful hints if you're stuck!
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INTRO WEEK
this week is all about your artistic identity ... technically, you don't have to draw anything new this week if you have some art that already fits. the starter days are:
1 ⭐ self portrait who are you? it doesn't have to be you IRL .. if you feel more comfortable drawing a fursona or mascot, that's fine too! if you don't wanna draw, you can also just share old self portraits today and talk about why you drew yourself that way!
2 🤍 inspirations see how this day doesn't have a star? that means it's optional and you don't have to do it at all! but if you really wanna- tell us all about what inspires you to create art! this could be anything from the people that inspire you, the shows you like, the pins on your big messy pinterest board, or concepts that you're drawn to! you can draw something about it, talk about it, or just post your inspirations! anything is fine
3 ⭐ fav thing to draw what do you like drawing most? backgrounds? animals? one specific animal? bust of your oc facing left? cars? the same anime boy over and over and over? no judgement!! show us :)
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STUDY WEEK
this is the week we actually start drawing from reference! polished art is not required at all, quick sketch studies are fine! please don't burn yourself out
4 🤍 plant
5 🤍 body
6 ⭐ animal
7 🤍 object
8 🤍 food
9 🤍 face
10 ⭐ hand
these ones are pretty self explanatory! you can do them as realistic studies, or adapt them into your own art style, it's all fine! you can reference from your own photos or from resources on the web.. have fun!
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COLOUR WEEK
this is the week for playing with palettes and working on your colour theory skills! if you're really struggling with these ones, don't worry about drawing scenes or characters, you can just have fun splashing colours around on an abstract canvas!
11 🤍 RGB a set or primary colours typically used in digital/screen art - red, green and blue!
12 🤍 CMYK a set of primary colours typically used in traditional/print art - cyan, magenta, yellow ... and key (black!)
for both of these days ↑ you can add in black and white. and feel free to combine the two days into one, if you're struggling with a three-colour palette! use all six!
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13 ⭐ WARM COLOURS the warm side of the colour wheel, reds oranges and yellows!
14 🤍 MONOCHROME monochrome doesn't mean black and white ... it means one colour! that can be any colour at all- shades of red, shades of purple, shades of green .. or yeah, grey if you really want!
15 🤍 COMPLIMENTARY complimentary colours are the ones opposite each other on the colour wheel! they're kinda married
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16 🤍 YOUR FAV COLOURS pick any palette that works for you! where's your comfort zone? what looks nice to you? what colour combos do you always go back to?
17 ⭐ COOL COLOURS the cool side of the colour wheel, purples, blues and greens!
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CREATIVITY WEEK
this week is all about vibes! try to create something that matches the mood of the prompt .. they're vague on purpose! don't overthink it, just draw from the heart!
18 🤍 SMALL you could draw something that's really small, like an ant .. or draw on a canvas that's really small .. or use a really small brush .. get creative with it!
19 🤍 DANGER try to capture the adrenaline .. the rush .. the fear that you associate with the word danger!
20 ⭐ SOFT soft colours, soft textures, soft vibes ... whatever makes you comfy!
21 🤍 MIDNIGHT darkness and secrecy .. spooky witchy vibes .. the tranquility of a forest at night .. the fun of a late-night party .. there's lots of ways you can take this!
22 🤍 POWER what does this word make you think about? superpowers? control and oppression? literal electrical power? something else?
23 🤍 CHILL chill as in calm? or chill as in cold? who knows .. it's up to YOU!
24 ⭐ LOUD try to draw something that feels LOUD! BRASH! IN YOUR FACE! how can you convey sound through art?
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FUN + GAMES WEEK
this week is just for enjoying yourself! take it easy and have fun! also .. another reminder! there are skippable prompts! if you're tired and struggling to get to the finish line, please don't hesitate to skip a day!!! or multiple days!! as many as you need!!!
25 🤍 TRY A NEW ART STYLE copy the art style of a show you like, ask a friend if you can try their style, draw the eyes a new way, develop a totally new style on the spot... whatever you want!
26 🤍 DRAW WITH YOUR NON-DOMINANT HAND righties, draw with your left! lefties, draw with your right! ambidextrous nation ... our time to show off!
27 ⭐ DRAW WITH YOUR EYES CLOSED don't peek! try to draw something without looking! if you really want, you can colour it with your eyes open after you draw the lines/sketch with your eyes closed... but please try not to cheat with the actual drawing part!
28 🤍 RE-DRAW SOMETHING OLD find some old artwork you like, or something you feel like you can do better on now, and give it another go!
29 🤍 RE-DRAW A MEME find a silly picture on the internet to redraw .. do you have any in-jokes with your besties?
30 🤍 DRAW A GIFT FOR A FRIEND create something for someone you love <3
31 ⭐ FREE CHOICE final day! you can draw anything you want today! show off your skills! draw something you've been meaning to draw! whatever!
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please refrain from reblogging this post after march ends - next year's prompts will be different, thank you! if you have any additional questions, don't hesitate to shoot me an ask!
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vivwritesfics · 13 days
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Hooked On A Feeling
Chapter Twenty-Five - Future Mrs Ricciardo
Daniel is a Formula One driver, but, more importantly, he was a single dad to a wonderful little girl. He wants her to be a normal little girl, to have a normal social life, so he sends her to daycare. That was where she met Milo, her future best friend.
Milo's mother was incredibly stressed. She worked so hard to provide a good life for her son. But then he makes a new friend, a friend who has a hot dad (ofc they fall in love)
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Single Dad!Daniel x Single Mum!Reader
warnings: light smut
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Daniel spent all of December and January ring shopping. It was just so difficult, trying to decide on the perfect one. He'd seen the dainty rings she wore on her finger. All of them were flat. None of them were the kind of ring with a rock.
Something flat. Daniel knew she would like something flat, something that didn't have any kind of diamond sticking out. But that made finding the perfect one so much harder.
First, Daniel wanted to ask her and Milo to move into his house. By February, he'd decided it was time, decided he wanted to pick up all of her things and move them to his house. He wanted to see her books on the shelves, her blankets on the sofa, her mug beside his in the cupboards.
Fast forward to Valentines day. Olivia was supposed to be at her mothers house, but Kerry-Ann had a date and begged Daniel to take her.
(She watched the entire interaction, watched the way Kerry-Ann stepped closer to Daniel. Her hand touched his chest and she pouted her lips, begging him to take Olivia while she went on her Valentines date. The fact that she thought she needed to beg showed she really didn't know Daniel at all.)
Olivia and Milo spent the night at Olivia's Grand Parent's house. They watched movies, ate dinner in front of the television and filled in their colouring books until they went to bed.
"I'm thinking dinner and a movie," said Daniel as he pulled her towards him, pulling her onto his lap.
She straddled him, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I think I like what you're thinking," she said and kissed him, playing with the hair at the back of his neck. "But I'm also happy with staying here and breaking the couch in."
Daniel couldn't help but frown. "The couch isn't new," he answered, and she bounced in his lap. His eyes widened. "Oh wow," he said. "Wow, yeah, I like that." His hands settled on her hips. "But I do still want to take you out for dinner."
When she pouted, Daniel kissed her and her pout disappeared. "Come on, my love," he said. "It's our first Valentines day together and I want to treat you."
She kissed him again. "Okay. But, instead of a movie, we can come back here and..."
"I love it." He stood up and gently put her on the floor. "Go and get dressed. I wasn't to get you back here as soon as possible." Daniel pointed her in the direction of the bedroom and smacked her ass, as if to get her going.
She got showered and dressed in as quick a time as she could. She dried and brushed her hair, styling it with pins, and did her makeup. If they were going for dinner, she was going to make sure she looked fucking perfect.
When Daniel walked into the bedroom to retrieve a his own clothes, he covered his eyes. "I'm not looking, I swear," he said as he dug through the closet.
He got changed in the living room, folding his clothes and leaving them on the couch. When he was ready, Daniel sat down and called his daughter.
When she walked out of the bedroom and into the living room, Daniel damn near dropped his phone. "Is that my momma?" Milo asked, his face appearing on the screen.
"Yeah, Milo, it is," he said as he strode over to her. He turned the camera around, showing Milo and Olivia just how gorgeous she looked. She did a twirl and took the phone from Daniel, saying hello to the kids as he stood behind her, hands on her hips.
"Well, we'll see you guys tomorrow, yeah?" She said to Milo and Olivia.
"Bye, guys!" Daniel called from behind her.
"Bye!" Milo and Olivia chorused, ending the call.
When Daniel turned her around, she slipped his phone into his pocket. She kissed the underside of his jaw as Daniel gripped her hips. "You know, now I kinda regret insisting that we go to dinner."
She stepped away from him, giving him an unimpressed look as she did so. "I did not get all pretty like this for nothing." She pressed a finger to his chest as she said it. "C'mon, Honey Badger. Take me to dinner."
Dinner was, well, fantastic. It was a small Italian place. Daniel hadn't given his real name when making the reservation, and they damn near shit their pants when he walked in.
They couldn't be more apologetic that they'd sat them in one of the worst seats in the house. But it was Valentines day and it was incredibly busy.
But the food was good, the service was good and the wine went to her head a little bit. Their table was lit by candles. Everything was perfect.
Daniel had his arm wrapped around her as they walked down the street. They didn't head back to the car immediately, instead walking under the stars. "Hang on," he said, stopping to tie his shoelaces.
But his shoelaces were tied already. And, suddenly, he had a little black box in his hand. "Y/N," Daniel called and she turned towards him. "I've got an important question."
Her hands covered her mouth as he pulled open the box. What kind of ring would a man like Daniel choose for her? Whatever it was, she'd wear it with pride.
But the box didn't have a ring inside. No, it had a key. "Will you move in with me?"
She couldn't stop herself from hitting his shoulder. "Asshole, I thought you were going to propose!"
Still, Daniel was on his knee, waiting for an answer. "Yes," she said, taking the key from the box. "Yes, I'll move in with you."
Daniel stood up and kissed her. "Let me take you home, Roomie," he said with a grin, taking her hand and leading her back to the car. "I just gotta know, will you smack me like that when I do propose?"
"Propose and find out," she said with a grin as Daniel pulled open the car door for her.
When the season started a month later, Daniel wanted to take her everywhere with him. He wanted her by his side as he walked through the paddock, wanted her watching him as he drove.
But she was still working and he went alone. But it was okay, it just meant that she'd be at home, watching the race with the kids.
The drivers that had met her, loved her. They asked Daniel about her whenever they got a moment. He loved talking about her. He loved talking about all of his little family and couldn't stop once he'd started.
Only Max knew he was going to propose. Only Max had seen the ring. Only Max knew how Daniel was going to do it. He just needed to give his friend a little reassurance.
It was back in Australia. Daniel had a weekend of no racing and he wanted to get away.
He booked a cabin for the two of them, took her away for just the weekend while Milo and Olivia stayed with his parents. Daniel didn't tell her. He didn't tell her until he was packing their bags (with no idea what to pack for her).
She walked in on him, shoving things into their bags. "Danny," she said softly, placing her hand on his shoulders. "What're you doing?"
He let out a sigh as he stood up. "I... am taking you away for the weekend."
Holy shit, he was going to propose.
Wordlessly, she began putting things into her bag. She grabbed things from her underwear drawer and put them in her bag without letting Daniel see what it was.
Once her bag was zipped up, she turned to him and threw her arms around his shoulders. "Love you," she said as she kissed him.
Daniel could hardly keep himself from telling her as he drove them up to the cabin. He kept his hand on her thigh as he parked up (doing that thing where he drove with one hand, palm against the steering wheel).
Their bags weren't heavy, but Daniel insisted on carrying both of them. The cabin was nice and secluded, the next one a few miles doing the road.
"Have you ever fucked on a porch?" He grinned as he carried the bags into the cabin, flexing like crazy.
They had sex on the porch. They had sex on the rug, sex by the fire. It was damn near impossible to separate them.
Daniel was constantly looking for the right moment to propose. He wanted to, he so badly wanted to. But it wasn't the right moment.
The right moment came on Sunday. They'd spent the night unable to separate, his cock moving through her folds, her body moving on top of his.
In the morning light, with her body wrapped in the white sheets, hair covering the pillow, Daniel found his moment. He wrapped his arms around her mid section and pulled her closer. "Marry me," he said and kissed her bare shoulder.
"Sure," she muttered, fingers tracing his tattoo.
"No, I'm being serious," he said, turning her body to face him. "Marry me."
She grinned and leaned in to kiss him. "Yes, Daniel Ricciardo, I'll marry you."
Suddenly Daniel was out of the bed. He ran to his bag, pulled the ring from its box and slipped it onto her finger. "Future Mrs Ricciardo," he whispered and kissed her, pulling her body against his.
(When they picked up the kids later that evening, Daniel introduced Y/N to his parents as his ex girlfriend. Nobody was impressed by that.)
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itstheghostofmypast · 6 months
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His Honeybee
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Draco Malfoy x (f)Reader
Summary: She was as sweet as honey, as warm as the sun, and as bright as the colour yellow, that would always have his legs turn to jello. Her love for him was as vast as the sea, she was his honeybee.
Genre: Fluff (a tinge of angst)
Warnings: None
A/N: I swear I'm still try na catch up with my requests but please bear with me, I need to get this stuff out of my system from time to time to relax. Please remember to show some love by ❤️ and reblogs.
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With a small huff, he dropped his bag, eyes as clear as the lake before him, watching it glimmer under the rising sun. The mist around them had settled to a low veil, only adding to the chilly sensation, nipping at the tip of his ears.
Slowly, he settled down beside a warmer body, moving closer to welcome the furnace-like warmth, earning a small chuckle from the person beside him, his hand reaching to grab onto its counterpart, another half, to complete the puzzle, her hand.
"Didn't I tell you to wear a cap?"
Her voice was barely above a whisper, eyes never leaving the book, colouring book? It was at this point that his gaze moved from her alluring side profile to her lap, noticing the coloured pencils and markers on the other side in an unzipped pouch, then the book in her lap, watching her colour an abnormally large, unrealistic, geometric flower.
"Didn't I tell you it'll mess up my hair." his words came out a bit colder than he had intended to, the irritation in his tone was evident, but it was not because of her, never because of her. It was just the cold and the lack of attention he was being provided, but he didn't want her to think it was her fault, he had always tried to be gentle with her, and a tender undertone would resurface from within him around her.
"Even the one I knitted for you?" she pouted turning to look at him properly, a small gasp escaping her lips as she noticed the little kisses and nips left by Lady Winter herself, all across his face, the pink tips of his ears to the way his cheeks were splattered with pink and the tip his nose of a cute little rosy colour. "You look like you're freezing." she huffed letting go of his hand, much to his disapproval, turning to fish for something in her bag.
"You didn't knit me any....thing" his words slowly died off when she pulled out a woollen cap, with two strings on each side, it was by far the ugliest thing he had ever seen. It was by no means extraordinary, it was in no way a fashion statement or elegant, it was a simple, peasant-like - border line muggle-like- woollen cap.
"Tada! I did, " she gleamed before showing him another one, "For both of us." it was only then that he noticed the finer details about the caps, each had a customised trait. One of the caps was completely green, and in the centre was a woollen heart in yellow, while the other had a yellow base and a green heart in the centre- same design, inverted colours.
"Oh" his insult stopped before it could pour out, luckily the gears in his head had worked fast enough for it to click, their house colours and if he knew her like the back of his hand, which he did, she was going to give him the ghastly yellow one with the green heart and keep the green one with the yellow heart for herself.
"This one" Turning her upper body towards him, her hand reached up to his hair, fingers running through his hair, his eyes instinctively closing at the tender action, letting her touch and mess about his neatly styled hair, anyone else would've been burnt to death, but she wasn't just anyone. He hummed at her little comment about liking his new haircut, his bangs adding a nice flair to his aura, whatever that meant. A few minutes in and he had forgotten why she had begun to gently comb through his hair, basking in the oh-so-needed attention he had woken up early in the morning in the first place for, the need of attention that had him trudging through the damp, cold forest all the way to her, in their little corner, their little lake, just to be with her. An affectionate sensation faded away when he felt something warm sit atop his head, covering his ears, though the slightly itchy sensation forced him to snap his eyes open.
"There." tying up the two strings attached to each end of the earpiece, into a pretty bow she moved back to admire her work. His face had turned warmer, not because of the itchy woollen cap, but her little gesture, her look of admiration as if he were the prettiest thing in the world.
"Why...is it...yellow?" looking at anything but her face he mumbled out a question, he knew which one was his before she had even worded it out, but he couldn't figure out the ideology.
"Well" putting on her cap, leaving the strings undone, she smiled at him, "Because my heart is surrounded by you, everywhere I look, I see things that remind me of you like take this place, it's quiet and peaceful, and it's ours, I found this place because it reminded me of you, how you like quiet places, places where you are free from prying eyes, everywhere I go, I see you, like this lake, it's like I'm looking into your eyes, the way it sparkles under the sun reminds me of how your eyes twinkle in potions class when we learn something new, or how when we go to the library, the section way at the back, with the books no one touches, reminds me of the ample knowledge you have on topics I couldn't even think of, how you're so much smarter than everyone, yet, no one approaches you for help out of hesitance, just how no one goes at the back old isle." her eyes caught how a small smile had made its way on his face, how he was now holding onto her hand again, "That's why my heart is surrounded by you. I hope...yours is surrounded by me." peaking up at him, as he turned his face around, hiding his expressions from her, a part of her wanted to tease him for being shy, but perhaps that was for another time. Instead, she settled back down after hearing a faint whisper, "Of course, mine too, is surrounded by you, silly girl."
"Good." with that she let go of his hand and went back to colouring, letting a comfortable silence settle between the two.
It took him a good ten minutes to calm down, her little confession had his chest hammering against the walls of his chest, demanding to be set free so it could nestle in the warm, tender palm of hers, all pretty and all hers. He knew his palm was sweaty against hers, and he prayed to God that she wouldn't continue with her teasing, knowing fully well he'd either snap in retaliation or just run away to cry in joy somewhere in a corner. The noise of his pesky, beating heart rang in his ears, constantly reminding him of his undying love for her. After the ringing dyed out his attention turned towards the scratching sound, noticing the bold choice of colours she was using to colour the unrealistic flower, his curiosity no longer being confined by his sense of logic as it slipped out,
"Why are you colouring?"
"It's therapeutic."
"Colouring like a child ?"
"Hmm, it's designed for an older audience."
"So colouring is a nice way to relax?"
"Mhmmm..." Pulling out another colour she glanced at him, "What do you do to relax?"
What did he do to relax? Most of the time he'd be too frustrated with his father and grades to even care to relax. If he did ever get a moment of peace, it was with her. As she had mentioned before, he was surrounded by her, his senses were flooded with her presence, he'd be thinking about her more often these days, perhaps because winter break was upon them. Winterbreak meant that the two would have to part, he'd go back home to his cold mansion and she'd go back to her loving parents. Parents who knew he existed, unlike his own, who had no idea who she was or if she existed, perhaps if he could build the courage this time, he might tell them, he was after all in his 6th year.
"Draco?"
"I sketch." the words left him sooner than he expected, it wasn't his fault though, he was too distracted by her curious eyes, her inviting scent, her warm and tender aura, his brain would often short-circuit around her, and this was one of those times.
"Ah...that's nice, I've never seen any of your sketches before." she giggled, once again letting go of his hand to turn to her bag, missing the way he shrugged with a "Burn them afterwards."
"Well" turning to him she handed him her sketchbook and pencils, "Don't burn this one, I wanna keep it safe and close to me." she smiled at his surprised eyes, adding in a little "Please" Much to his pleasure, for she knew that would make him all putty and it did.
A few beats of silence later, all that could be heard was the gentle sounds of nature waking up around them, the sun ever so slowly waltzing up higher into the sky, trying to own the cold floor with its glow and warmth within the winter sky. The birds would often change the tune around them, from a soft melody to a high-pitched orchestra of chirps, much to their pleasure, this was what he loved most about spending time with her, everything would be so pleasant, so calming and so warm, caressing his soul with such a tender delicate touch, allowing him to bask in her presence, a feeling he wanted to lounge in for almost all of eternity if it were possible.
Ever so often she'd notice him glance at her, then look ahead, unsure of whether he wanted to ask her something, or tell her. Truth be told, she had been meaning to ask him something, something about them, but perhaps she was too afraid to do so, afraid that it would scare him away. It took so long for him to open up to her, even after they had become an official couple, at least official enough for their close friends to know, but she knew his parents were not aware of her presence. She never brought it up, even after she had introduced him to hers, admiring how he was able to hold up a conversation with her father, gushing over the way he was being forced to eat more by her mother after he had complimented her cooking. She thanked him with her whole being when he had told her how he felt about her home that night, when he lay next to her, snuggled under the covers with her on her cramped single bed in matching pyjamas, "It isn't special, but I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world...it's warm...and nice...mine is...cold. I like it here, I like being here with you."
A part of her wanted to ask him if he'd ever want to be with her outside of school, or what would happen to them after their school years came to an end. Would their relationship cease to exist? Would their love turn into a bundle of memories they'd turn to in their darkest times? Would she just be his secret lover he was destined to leave? Perhaps she felt this way due to the upcoming winter break, all these questions finally bottling up to the max, ready to spill over. But she couldn't, she had to be careful, for she knew no matter how cold or tough he would act, he was but a fragile soul, always yearning for the approval of his parents, for their love and admiration, especially his father's, one he barely received. So, she had to be careful and phrase it properly, because even if he feared his father, she was terrified of the man, she had seen him only a handful of times at school and if there was one thing she was sure about was that other than muggles, he hated Hufflepuffs as well. Maybe their love was short-lived, maybe she should prepare herself for the day he'd let her go, because in this situation it was not the "It's not you it's me", since it wasn't him, he was perfect in all and every sense, but it was her if she wasn't sorted in Hufflepuff, she was from a more prominent family if she was...perfect like him, maybe, then just maybe, their fates could have intertwined till eternity, if only the stars had, for once, listened to her and not decided for her, it only.
"Oh" his gasp broke her train of thought, "I'm late for practice!" he shot up, looking down at her, who was staring up at him like a deer caught in headlights, face flushed, her cap now covering her forehead, as she blinked up at him. Letting out a chuckle he bent down to brush his slightly chapped lips against hers, fingers gently gripping her chin, tilting her head to look up at him, "I've made up my mind, my honeybee, come with me this winter break, I...I don't know what to expect, but I know for sure I want you in my life, whether anyone likes it or not." With that, he knelt one last time to give her a proper kiss, "Finish your colouring, you've been on the same petal for an hour."
"Draco! Wait!" she called out, only for him to turn his head and give her that heart-stopping smile, winking at her before running off to the schoolyards, not waiting for her to speak.
"You're still wearing the....cap." she sighed before letting out a nervous chuckle, well then, at least one thing was clear, his parents may not need to wait till winter break to find out about their boy's heart belonging to a Hufflepuff, especially when his entire Quidditch team would see him in his woollen cap. Shaking her head, she turned to grab the sketchbook flipping it over to look at what he had been sketching, a soft gasp leaving her lips, as her fingers dug into the paper, eyes turning glossy at the sight. For more than an hour, he had sat there, sketching her, from every dimple to strand of hair, the details added in just made her wonder who he had sketched, for this ethereal being could not have been her. That is until she read the little sign off underneath, "My precious honeybee."
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the-modern-typewriter · 8 months
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Hello! Would you be able to do a hero x villain scene where the villain catches the hero doing something he's not supposed to and the villain uses that to blackmail the hero? I love your snippets, i could literally read them all day like a book lol
"Tsk. Tsk. What have we here?"
The hero froze. They ran through a million different versions of how screwed they were. Then, they swore quietly, and turned. "Is there any small chance that you're not going to make a big deal out of this?"
"You graffitiing the side of parliament? On-" The villain's gaze raked over the colours, the style, clearly matching it to the other acts of vandalism that had been making the news of late, "-multiple occasions." Their eyes it up. "Oh, they'll have your head, hero."
The hero's stomach sank. It wasn't even an exaggeration. "So no biggie. Right? You love a bit of chaos?"
The villain smiled. It was not a comforting smile.
The villain might appreciate chaos, but not so much as power.
The hero folded their arms across their hoodie, like that would somehow cover the bloody scrawl of 'inaction in the face of evil is evil, you bastards' behind them. It was complete with a rendition of the head minister's face with a moustache and devil horns and a list of the dead.
"Why are you even here?" they snapped.
"Consulting with him of the devil horns."
"Of course you bloody are."
The villain shrugged. "This administration is evil, as you say. It's very convenient. They're oh so eager to get me on board, yada yada."
"You in government?"
"Mm. It's horrifying, isn't it?"
Horrifying seemed like too mild a word. The villain was already powerful, with legal and official backing - however unjust - they would be unstoppable. Never mind that...
They were probably using the villain. Or, at least, trying to. The idiots didn't realise that the villain was a different sort of beast entirely; difficult to tame, malice not contained to cabinets and board rooms and cruel detachment. Or, maybe, they knew but were simply too greedy for what the villain could give them.
There was no way it would end well either way.
And now...
The villain's smile broadened, at the hero's expression.
"Relax, hero," the villain said. "I won't tell anyone."
"...you won't?"
"Not if you do a little something for me."
The hero stared at the villain, flat.
"Oh, come now," the villain purred. "I'm being nice."
"By blackmailing me?"
"By giving you a chance to avoid being executed on the front steps. By not instantly taking away the last hope that all these poor..." The villain swept forward, "downtrodden," they captured the hero's chin, "peasants have."
Their eyes met. The hero swallowed.
It didn't need saying that the villain could. Which meant that whatever they were after must be awful, for them to give up the chance of their ultimate victory, of the chance to get rid of the hero forever.
"What do you want me to do?"
"I have no doubt you're aware of the dance tomorrow."
"The one that costs an obscene amount of money that could be used on public infrastructure or the welfare of people who live here."
"That's the one," the villain cooed. "Come with me."
"Excuse me?"
"Come with me to the dance."
"As your accomplice to what?" The hero's eyes narrowed. "You're not going to kill them all, are you?"
"As my date."
The villain dropped their chin.
There was a long pause. The villain was implacable. The hero was having some sort of internal seizure. Emotional whiplash. Possibly an existential crisis.
"...you're blackmailing me to be your date."
"Astute observation."
"I notice you didn't say you weren't going to kill them all."
"I notice you didn't say no."
"Well," the hero huffed, face hot. "I don't have much of a choice, do I?"
"I was half-expecting an 'I'd rather die', I'll admit."
"I mean, it was a close shout. It is..." They looked the villain up and down, then quickly looked away from the disgustingly perfect body. "You."
The villain smiled again. Wild. Savage. No politician's curve of the lips.
The hero wet their dry lips, resisting the urge to clear their throat. "And if I do this...you won't tell anyone about..." They waved a hand at the wall. "I have your word?"
For what is was worth, and the hero had never expected it to be worth quite so much, the villain always kept their word. Unlike some people.
"You have my word."
The hero felt dizzy as the adrenaline in them bottomed out. Shaky. They realised abruptly how clammy their hands were around the cans.
It still seemed too easy. The villain could have finished them. It was a stupid, ridiculous thing to be murdered for...but exactly the kind of thing the current administration didn't tolerate. That along with free speech, empathy and the other hallmarks of a caring society.
The villain turned to look at the vandalism, attention roaming over the names, the words. It was impossible to tell what they were thinking.
"Go on then," the villain murmured. "Finish up."
"You're going to watch?"
The villain didn't deign that with a response. The hero tried - and failed - not to feel self conscious as they got back to work. They'd, for obvious reasons, never had an audience before.
After what it had cost, though, they couldn't leave the job half done.
They felt the villain's eyes on them the whole time, intent and electric. It made the hero feel like they were stripping.
By the time they were done, the hero's hand was shaking.
"Very good." They felt the villain's chest pressed against their back, their breath against the hero's ear. "Remember to wear something pretty for me."
Then, they were gone.
The hero had to get out of there.
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imissylou · 6 months
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Herbs and Spices Legacy Challenge
By Sunny & Missy
Hello! This is the first challenge my friend and I created. I had lots of fun making this challenge and I hope you enjoy it as well. I created this in only a day so there may be things that need to be added or taken away once I go through the challenge myself. Happy Simming!
Overview:
This is an 8 generation Legacy Challenge. The gender and style is completely up to you (except generation 2). Complete all goals before moving onto the next generation. Make sure you look ahead each generation because some may overlap with each other (start as a teen or teen goals). I will create a base game version in the future, but for right now just skip or make up a new rule if you don't have a pack. We will be adding colour's (yes we’re Canadian), no they don't make sense with the herbs and spices, but it's fun so that's what we're going to do!! I'm playing this for the first time so things may change, please let me know if there's any mistakes or if you think of anything to add to this challenge.
Rules
You can either start off with 0 money like the original legacy challenge or start out with starting funds, whichever is more fun for you!
You don't have to level up skills to level 10, unless the job states otherwise.
Complete job career, unless stated otherwise
Complete the aspiration each generation, unless stated otherwise
Cheats are fine if it makes the challenge more fun for you, otherwise try not to make yourself have an advantage over others, cc is fine
Must complete each goal for each gen, then you can go to the next generation, You can choose to do the optional goals
I suggest life span on normal or long, short if you want stress and a challenge!
This doesn't need to be a berry challenge, but if you want to you can make everything their fav colour!! 
if you play this challenge please use #herbsandspiceslegacy
Have Fun!!
The link for the full challenge can be found below!! The first Gen will be below the cut, just to see if you like it!
Here's a google doc
Generation 1 - Paprika
You always loved kids, your job as a teacher fulfilled your needs as wanting to be a Parent, you fell in love with a noncommittle person, you thought you could change them, but one day they were gone, you still had something to remind you of them. you were pregnant! Now you're going to be the best parent ever, who needs two parents anyways.
*Aspiration: Super Parent
*Traits: Family Oriented (choose others)
*Skills: Research and debate, logic, and Charisma 
*Job: Teacher (Any Branch)
*Fav Colour: Red
Goals
*complete the teacher career
*Complete Aspiration
*Must have a male Child (you can cheat this or have a trans sim)
*Have 1 child, be super involved in their life
*Have your kid have high confidence
*Achieve either the close or supportive family dynamic with your child
*Never date or marry
Optional goals
*Master all your skills
*Get the single and loving it lifestyle
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letstrip13 · 1 month
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🛍 - dress
reader x chris
summary: when chris sees you in your new dress at a party, things take a turn. based on "dress" by taylor swift
warnings: smut, unprotected sex, slight use of y/n, use of nicknames (ma, sweetheart), partying, slight intoxication
word count: 2,550
author's note: i'm sorry this took so long but i hope you like it :) i'll start the request for the matt oneshot tonight and it should hopefully be out on monday. keep sending requests, i love getting them ♡
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you honk the horn in your car once again as you wait for your best friend, chris, to come out of his house. seriously, what's taking him so long? he walks out his front door, closing it behind him. he jogs over to your car and opens the door, mumbling, “i'm coming, i'm coming.. fuck's sake, y/n.” he gets into your car and puts his seat belt on as you start driving. “sorry, but you were taking forever.” “my bad, i had to grab my wallet.”
you start driving down the street in the direction that'll get you to the mall the fastest. “so are you gonna buy me something then?” you ask him, teasingly. “hmm maybe,” chris says matching your tone.
you guys arrive at the mall around ten minutes later and you park your car. you both get out and go into the mall. before you can even decide which store you want to go into first, chris takes your hand and starts leading you somewhere. “where are you taking me?” “food court. i'm starving.”
when you get there, he takes you to find a table before getting in a line to order. he comes back a few minutes later with a slice of pizza and a pepsi for each of you. “thank you,” you say before taking a bite. he hums in response between bites of his pizza.
you guys finish up, throwing away your cups, paper plates, and napkins before leaving the food court. he takes your hand and you guys walk in comfortable silence until he realizes that you led him to a clothing store. “what are we doing here?” “i need a new dress for the party tonight.” he groans at just the mere thought of standing outside a fitting room while you try on a bunch of dresses. he can be impatient sometimes and to him, that doesn’t sound like a good time at all. “don't make me go in there. you always take forever.” “i'll be quick, i swear.” he chuckles softly, “we both know you won't be.”
he reaches into his back pocket and takes his wallet out. “take my card, buy whatever you want. i'll do my own thing and i'll meet you back here.” he takes his credit card out of his wallet and holds it out for you to take. you don't accept it right away though. “chris, i was joking earlier.. you don't have to buy me anything.” he firmly but gently forces it into your hand. “i wasn't joking though. go buy your dress.” “thank you,” you say as you give him a quick hug.
you guys go your separate ways, you into that store and chris off to a different one. you spend some time looking through racks with various colours and styles of dresses. you choose a few to try on in the fitting rooms before finally deciding on one to buy. it was perfect and you knew chris would love it. you'd been attracted to him for a while and you had a feeling that he felt the same way. if this dress couldn't get him to make a move, nothing else would tonight. as you're getting in line to pay for your new dress, you can't help but imagine the possibilities of how tonight could go; the way he'd kiss you, the way his hands would feel on your body after taking the dress of and how his- almost as if he knew you were thinking about him, you get a text from chris, asking if you're done yet. you send him a quick text back, “i'm paying now.” you can see that he read it, but doesn't reply. you pay using his card while your dress gets bagged. you take the bag, thanking the cashier before walking out and you see chris waiting outside for you.
“you didn't take as long as i thought you would,” he says as he wraps an arm around your shoulders, starting to walk with you. “shut up,” you reply, lightly pushing his arm off, “i told you that i'd be quick.” he puts his arm around you again as you walk out to the parking lot. you give his credit card back to him before dropping him off at his house, then going to yours to get ready for tonight's party.
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by the time you and your friends arrive at the party, the place is packed, music is blaring, and about half the people have gotten drunk already. your friends went their separate ways, getting drinks or finding other people they know, leaving you alone.
“our secret moments in a crowded room.”
you’re not alone for long though. a pair of arms circle your waist and the sound of a familiar, deep voice fills your ears, “you look really fucking hot in that dress.” you turn to see chris looking down at you with a smirk, one that you had never seen on his face before. “thank you,” you respond.
your favourite song starts to play so you grab chris by the arm. “come dance with me, i love this song,” you say as you pull him towards where everyone else is dancing. he agrees, not that he had much of a choice. the both of you enjoy yourselves, dancing to that song then the next before getting drinks together. throughout the night, you two share a couple of drinks, dance to your favourite songs, and talk in a corner. to anyone else, it would look like two best friends having a good time together, nothing more. but it was so much more than that with the lingering touches, the way he had been smirking at you all night, and the way you had caught him checking out your ass several times. then there was that look in his eyes; he had never looked at you like that before, but every time he looked into yours, a familiar heat stirred between your legs. chris stands up and takes your hand, pulling you to stand up too. “come on, let’s dance to one more song.” you agree to it and let him lead you to wherever he’s going.
“all of this silence and patience, pining and anticipation. my hands are shaking from holding back from you."
instead of facing each other while dancing like you’ve been doing all night, he places his hands on your waist and turns you around. you move your hips to the music while chris presses his chest against your back, matching his hip movements with yours. he moves his hands down to your hips, tightening his grip as he grinds against your ass. the more you dance, the harder chris gets and you can feel it as he continues pressing against you. he presses a few kisses to your neck, his warm breath fans across your skin as he speaks, “you've been driving me fucking crazy with that dress all night.” your jaw drops slightly, not knowing how to respond to that. as soon as the song ends, he grabs your wrist and starts leading you upstairs. “chris, what are you-” he cuts you off by pulling you into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door.
“say my name and everything just stops.”
“y/n..” chris starts to say, but you cut him off by pressing a kiss to his lips. he runs his tongue across your bottom lip, letting out a small groan as you grant him access by parting your lips. before he can get too carried away, you pull away, teasingly biting his bottom lip as you do so. “is that what you wanted?”
“i don't want you like a best friend.”
“yes, but i wanted to fuck you more. can i?” “yes.” without a moment's hesitation, he smashes his lips against yours, pulling you into a messy, heated makeout. that one word was all he needed to hear to take things all the way with you. he had been wanting this for a while and so had you, it just took a new dress and a little bit of alcohol to get things going. he squeezes your ass, causing you to let out a little whine into the kiss. he pulls away and starts kissing your neck and collarbones, gently sucking at the skin to leave a mark.
“only bought this dress so you could take it off.”
his hands find their way to your back, his fingers toying with the strings that tie up your dress. “i know you wore this just for me, and i know you saw me staring at your ass. were you planning this, sweetheart?” he teasingly whispers in your ear. you were a little shocked to say the least, you didn't think he would've caught on. “i did,” you admit to him, “i've wanted to do this for a while but i didn't know if you wanted it too.” he leaves a few kisses down your neck. “you didn't have to do all that. i wanted to fuck you either way.” he pulls at one of the thin strings, undoing the bow at the back and loosening the dress until it's practically falling off your body. he impatiently tugs it down, leaving it discarded on the bathroom floor. “chris-” “shut up, i paid for it.”
he trails his hands down your body then back up again, stopping to lightly pinch and twist your nipples between his fingers as a small whimper escapes your lips. he moves his hands to your hips. “turn around for me, ma.” you obey and turn, now facing the mirror. chris keeps his hands on your hips and you can see him staring at your ass for what must be the hundredth time tonight.
without warning, he grabs the waistband of your panties and rips them off your body. a surprised gasp leaves your lips as he tosses the destroyed fabric on the bathroom floor. you opened your mouth to say something but it's not like you could stop him from ruining them now, and it was really hot. “such a nice ass,” he mumbles, giving it a light slap. it made you a little nervous that you were now fully bare while chris is still fully dressed. almost as if he read your mind, you hear the sound of a zipper and the movement of fabric.
“spread your legs for me.” you do as he says, watching in the mirror as he slowly strokes his cock a few times. “chris, please,” you whine. “patience, sweetheart.” he presses a quick kiss to your temple as his fingers find their way between your legs, spreading your wet folds apart. “so wet for me already,” he mumbles. he slides one of his fingers into you and you let out a small moan. after a minute, he adds another one to stretch you out. he pumps his fingers in and out of you slowly while soft whimpers and moans fall from your lips.
he pulls his fingers out, replacing them with his cock without so much as a warning. he slams into you with his hands on your hips, causing you to let out a scream. he doesn't waste any time and starts pounding into you. if it weren't for the music playing downstairs, everyone would hear the loud moans coming from both of you. you lean against his chest, shutting your eyes and tilting your head back at the intense pleasure of chris’ cock hitting your g-spot with every rough thrust.
he grabs your jaw and tilts your head back down. “open your eyes and watch in the mirror while i fuck you,” he says, holding your head in place. you do as he says and the view in the mirror is one of the hottest things you've ever seen: chris’ face contorted in pleasure, loud groans escaping his lips as he wraps his free arm around your waist to hold you up. he's still pretty much fully clothed, having only unzipped his jeans and adjusted his boxers. his hand moves from your jaw to wrap around your neck. the light squeeze he gives you is enough to make your walls clench around him. he feels it and makes eye contact with you through the mirror. “you like that? you like watching your best friend fuck you like a slut?”
you open your mouth to tell him you do but all that comes out are loud moans. this only motivates him to fuck you harder as you continue to watch. you feel that familiar knot building up in your stomach. “so- close,” you manage to gasp out between moans.
chris stops but doesn't pull out. “put your leg up on the counter.” you could scream in frustration from the way he stopped just before you could cum, but you trust him and do it anyways, bringing your left leg up to sort of kneel on the counter. he starts thrusting again, going just as hard as before. in this new position, you can feel him going so much deeper, hitting every spot and filling you up perfectly.
he keeps his arm wrapped around your waist while he uses his other hand to hold your thigh, thrusting deep and fast while he groans in your ear. the feeling of him fucking you like that is almost too much. without much warning, you're pushed over the edge; your legs are shaking and you're gripping onto the counter so tightly that your knuckles turn white while screaming out in pleasure. this doesn't slow chris down at all and he keeps fucking you through your high.
“chris- it's too much,” you practically sob. “you can take it, ma. you look so pretty taking my cock like this,” he says softly in your ear. your legs feel like jelly so he has to hold you tighter to keep you up while he uses you to finish himself off. “o-oh fuck-” he groans loudly, shooting his release inside you. you whine from the new feeling of emptiness as he pulls out.
he turns you around and helps you sit on the counter. he puts his dick back in his boxers and zips up his pants. then he looks in one of the cupboards and finds a clean towel which he uses to clean you up, whispering sweet nothings in your ear while he does so.
“let's get you dressed, sweetheart.” he helps you off the counter and picks up your dress, helping you into it and carefully tying up the back for you. he kisses you on the cheek. “do you wanna go back downstairs?” you nod in response but as you guys are walking out of the bathroom, you change your mind. “wait- can we go back to my place and cuddle?” “of course. i'll get an uber.”
he calls an uber before taking you downstairs. while you wait, you tell your friends that you came with that you're leaving early. chris tells matt and nick that he's taking you home. the uber arrives soon after and takes you back to your apartment where you and chris spend the rest of the night cuddling.
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kozachenko · 4 months
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Starting off the 2024 season with Keiki because I've been thinking about her a lot lately
Artist's Note:
I decided to experiment a little more with my rendering style via using a more traditional approach to drawing in the shadows. I like how much texture this piece has as a result, my friend told me it looks like something out of a storybook and that was the look I was inspired by so I'm glad it turned out that way.
Also, when it came to doing the front view of the nose, I just went "fuck it" and made it a dot because why learn anatomy when you can just default to what 5 year old you did when drawing faces?
I also had an idea of how to draw Keiki's dress as that has always been something I've struggled with since it's kinda confusing to draw lol. I also gave Keiki some earrings in the shape of a kofun tomb because we need more Keiki with earrings (I could have also taken from IRL but I'll save that for when I draw Keiki next). Speaking of Kofun tombs, I made the thing she's laying down on the shape of a Kofun tomb, because this is also kind of a redraw of some old Keiki fanart from 2021 that I will show right here.
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I liked the concept of it (i.e. Keiki in the middle of a Kofun keyhole with the fire thing she has surrounding her) so I decided to try at that concept again just for fun. Back then I was very adamant on staying as close to canon as possible, but now I'm a lot more lenient with how I draw the characters. The pose in the 2021 drawing was inspired by that one Shinra-Bansho records MV where Keiki showed up for 5 seconds and the rest of it was Yachie but yeah. Also I always thought Keiki's apron was a dark green BUT NO IT WAS JUST A DARK SHADE OF FUCKING TEAL ZUN WHAT IS THE COLOUR THEORY BULLSHIT YOU HAVE CONFUSED ME FOR SO LONG-
anyways, I would say this is a pretty strong start to 2024 art wise, I'm gonna keep experimenting with this new rendering style because I like it a lot!
Below I put a comparison between the two drawings in case any of you wanted to see the two drawings side by side
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Princess and Mochi
Naoi Rei X Jang Wonyoung X Male Reader
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When the door to her dorm opens, you see her head peaking out, before she opens the door completely. Tugging her black hair behind her hear, she gives you a coy smile.
The pink highlights are as cute as her face. They form a small frame around it and compliment her puckered lips.
"H-Hello, daddy."
Her stuttering shows how nervous she is. You have been with more experienced girls before, but you have never taken someones virginity. After finding out that she never had sex, you were reluctant to take things further, since you are in a relationship with another woman, but she made it clear, that's she doesn't want a boyfriend.
After meeting her once and after seeing some of the media about her, you really think she looks like a princess. Her small face radiates cuteness, while the small metal chocker around her neck makes her look a little freaky. Her almost completely pink outfit matches her highlights. The white crop top, which shows off her exposed midriff and emphasizes her breasts, is partially covered by the pink jacket. Its decorated with silver epaulettes. Her pants in the same colour hug her lower body and highlight her curves.
Your gaze falls onto her right hand, which is holding the door handle. Her pink and white nails match the rest of her outfit.
You haven't seen much of the beautiful singer, but a couple of her pictures did appear on the news from time to time. One of the outfits she was wearing caught your attention and you asked her to wear it for you.
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"Are you not going to invite me inside?"
Wonyoung blinks once or twice, before she smiles shyly and makes room in the doorway.
Just as you checked her out, she did the same to you.
Her eyes moved over your face, taking in your features, before glancing at your well styled hair. You used to not care much about your hair, besides a haircut, but whenever Ahin stays over, she makes it part of her morning routine to style your hair.
The black jacket emphasizes your broad shoulders, while your green shirt highlights your eyes. Although you know how to pick a suit, Ahin, once again, still comes up with new combinations and styles with the shirts, jackets and trousers you already have. You are not complaining, since you do seem to look better. And the way Wonyoung looks at you, while her cheeks flush red, proves your assumption.
Walking past her, you smell her raspberry scent. You know, that she has other members in her group, but they all seem to be somewhere else.
"No one home?"
You ask after taking off your shoes.
"Rei is in her room. My two unnies have a schedule and Leeseo is at school."
"I see."
Looking around the spacious living room, you hear music behind one of the closed doors.
"Does that mean I have to cover your mouth, when you scream?"
Wonyoung's expression is priceless as she stares at you in shock.
"W-What?"
You see her lips tremble and for a moment, you think you might have been too forward. After all, she has never done this before.
"I meant in a good way."
You give her a reassuring smile.
"I'm not gonna hurt you."
"I know."
Wonyoung looks at you shyly, while she bites her lip. Your question shocked her, yes. But in a good way. Of course she knows you are not going to hurt her. No one has ever said that to her before and she feels her body becoming a little warmer.
"M-My room is this way."
The brunette points towards one of the doors, before she dashes away. You chuckle at her antics. Although she must be nervous, you didn't expect her to be so shy. She always looked very confident in the pictures you saw.
While walking after her, you move past the room, which seems to be Rei's. Listening closer, you hear that the song is in Japanese. You stand there for a moment, trying to understand the lyrics. You still have a little trouble with the pronunciation. It feels like Japanese is harder than Korean.
You stand there for a minute or two. It's not like Wonyoung is going to run away.
When you finally do enter, you see her standing in the middle of the room. Her bed is placed between the two of you. Closing the door behind you, you see that her hands are folded in front of her and her eyes wonder around.
"Nervous?"
She nods hesitantly.
"But I really want this."
She cracks a smile.
"I overhead a conversation about you. Chaewon was talking to Yujin unnie. And I just couldn't think of a better person. And if Chaewon likes you, you must be good."
With the words that leave her mouth, she seems to relax a little. You still remember your first time. You were nervous as well, but also excited. That's what Wonyoung must feel right now, too.
"Do you want to start?"
She nods her head in a cute manner.
After her surprised face earlier, you make sure to take it slow.
"Come here."
You sit down on the foot of the bed and extend your left arm towards her. Wonyoung takes your hand, before you guide her closer. Once she is standing in front of you, you look up at her face.
Although she is reasonably tall for a Korean girl, she is still almost the same hight as you, even when you are sitting. While holding her hand, you place the other on her waist. Pulling her a little closer, you make Wonyoung stand between your legs.
"Have you ever kissed someone before?"
"I have."
The brunette blushes as she smiles.
"Have you made out?"
"Once or twice."
Her voice is quiet as if she is afraid that Rei is going to hear what's going on in the room next to hers.
"Then this shouldn't be new to you."
Finally pulling her on your lap, Wonyoung places her legs around your body instinctively. She is now way closer than before and you smell her raspberry scent once again.
You look into her dark eyes as she closes them, before you lean towards her. Touching Wonyoung's lips with yours, the smell and taste of raspberries becomes stronger. She is soft and sweet. Just like her lips.
The short kiss only lasts for a couple of seconds. You don't want to overdo it. But just a moment after you lean away, Wonyoung scoots closer in your lap.
Now, she captures your lips with hers. She pulls you in, while her hands rest on your shoulder. You feel her weight in your lap and you can't help, but let one of your hands stroke her hair.
Wonyoung sighs into the kiss, when you start to introduce your tongue to her. Exploring her mouth, you take what you can.
Although the young woman started the kiss, she now seems to become more submissive as you press against her further, while you hold onto her waist.
The tase of raspberries on her lips intoxicates you. You can't stop, but to continue to kiss her. You feel her breathing faster, until the both of you finally have to break away from each other. The pink lipstick she had on is now smeared. She looks like the reincarnation of sex with the way she looks at you.
Gone is most of her coy facade. She knows what you are here for. Otherwise, she wouldn't have allowed you to come. Wonyoung only focuses on you. On your body. On you hand in her hair.
"I feel so warm."
She whispers, before capturing your lips once more.
It definitely isn't Wonyoung's first make out session. She knows how to move her tongue and lips in rhythm. The way she sits on your left thigh, barely sliding along it's length. She isn't as innocent as she seems.
Moving your hand along her toned midriff, you take a hold of her pink pants. You grab them as if you were ready to rip them off of her. Wonyoung gives you a flirty wink, liking the way in which you take the lead.
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Her wink is wiped off her face pretty fast as you suddenly lean backwards.
Keeping your hand on her waist and the back of her head, you pull her with you.
As you hit the sheets, Wonyoung lands on top of you. Her nose touches your cheek and you are almost able to see yourself in her eyes.
She blushes hard at the new found closeness. But before she can move, you roll the two of you over. Wonyoung's hair is not blocking the light anymore, so you can appreciate her gorgeous features once more. It seems like it's impossible to look away. Especially when you are this close. How her lips are shaped. How her dark orbs sparkle a little with amusement and lust. How a smile forms at the corners of her mouth.
Your hands and arms are holding your weight, so you don't crush the woman underneath you. She is small and you are afraid you would break her, even before you start.
Diving into her neck, you taste more of that raspberry flavor. Or is it just an illusion? Either way, you lick and kiss every inch of her neck. While Wonyoung's head is on the bed, she arches her back, giving you better access to her neck. A cute moan leaves her mouth as you give her a small bite.
Wanting to discover more of her gorgeous body, you make your way downwards. You reach her chain like collar, before you look up.
"I assume you like to be chocked?"
It was meant as a teasing joke, with a hint of seriousness. After all, you don't know what she likes yet. But Wonyoung's closed eyes shoot open wide.
"W-What?"
You have to chuckle at her reappearing nervousness.
"I guess you haven't tried it before."
Not giving her time to talk, you get past the small metal piece.
Scooting down a little, you are now on the same level as her shirt. Tugging at the upper hem with your teeth, you start to kiss her once more.
Wonyoung starts to squirm. Before, you were kissing her bare skin, now only the white fabric. And yet, the young woman becomes even more excited. She feels your lips on her skin, although there is something blocking your way. She feels the pressure, but not as much pleasure.
"Please. Just take it off."
You were waiting for her to say exactly that.
Shifting your weight onto your knees, you can now use your hands to slowly pull her top off. Wonyoung stretches out her arms, when you reach her shoulders and after just moments, her top is a lonely piece of clothing on the floor.
You try not to stare too much. Of course, Wonyoung must know that she is incredibly beautiful. But no one has seen her this exposed before. You see her instinctively moving her arms, trying to cover herself with her hands.
Taking her wrists, you put them back on either of her sides. You lean down again, winking at Wonyoung, before kissing her bra. It's a white one, with black lacey as decoration. Small flower patterns. It suits her innocent princess vibe.
Kissing along one of the straps of the only clothing that is covering her upper body, you reach the brunette's shoulders. Switching sides, you make your way back towards her chest.
Her skin responds to your touch. Wonyoung closes her eyes, a little embarrassed that she is half naked in front of you. But at the same time, she likes how you shower her flawless porcelain like skin with affection.
She starts to yearn for more of you. To take more of her clothes off. To take yours off as well. To kiss her more. To finally take her innocence.
Wonyoung sighs in disbelief and disappointment as you move past her bra. Although she likes how you pepper her midriff with kisses, she would have loved your lips somewhere else. You take it slow, since it's her first time. Not wanting to disappoint her. But at the same time enjoy yourself as much as you can.
Finally reaching the hem of her pink pants, you open the silver button slowly. Looking up, you see Wonyoung watching you. Her cheeks are flushed as she bites her lower lip.
Instead of undressing her lower body further, you dive into her neck once more, making her arch her back again. Wonyoung expected you take her pants off, but now she feels your lips on the sensitive skin of her neck. She sighs as her eyes close automatically. Her hand finally finds your head and she tugs at your hair lightly as you give her more kisses.
You start to become hard at the sight of a half naked Wonyoung. Although you like teasing and making her squirm, you don't have much self-control left.
"Please."
The brunette whimpers as you keep kissing her exposed skin, while your hands finally reach underneath her arched back. Your fingers dance along her white bra straps, before you finally unhook them.
Tossing the bra away as well, you can finally see Wonyoung's upper body in all its glory. Her breasts seemed a little bigger underneath the top, but they are still delicious looking.
Slowly taking a handful with each of your hands, you make Wonyoung moan. No one has haver touched her like this before. She feels the heat in her body starting to rise. Especially in her lower region.
"Can-Can you suck on them?"
Wonyoung's shy voice makes you look up. She watches you letting your hands explore her tits, while her mouth is half opened as if she is preparing herself to moan.
Accepting her request, you let your tongue swirl around her right nipple. You don't touch it yet, wanting to hear more pleas. For some reason, hearing Wonyoung talk about something lewd like sex, makes her look so much dirtier and sexier. As if her innocent princess image is replaced by something else.
"Please. Take them into your mouth."
You smile as you hear her soft voice beg for more.
You finally comply as you take her right nipple into your mouth. Sucking on it, you let your tongue flick against it.
"Oh my god."
Wonyoung sighs as the grip on your hair tightens a little. After a couple of moments, you focus your attention to her left. For a few minutes you feast on her delicious chest. Tasting every inch of her skin. Covering her nipples with saliva. It makes the brunette release a series of sighs and moans.
"This feels good."
You can't wait to hear more of her cute voice, when you fuck her.
You keep your mouth on her tits, as you pull down the zipper of her pants. Once you have enough room, you let your hand slide inside.
Up until now, you were able to hold back your desire to fuck Wonyoung's brains out. But you know you won't be able to keep this up for much longer. Squirming at your touch on her panties, the brunette moans, while she pulls at your hair. Her other small fist is holding onto the sheets to her right.
You begin to rub her clit slowly through the fabric, which is matching her bra. A small wet spot is already evident and Wonyoung keeps bucking her hips further into your hand. More moans fill her room as you draw circles on her most intimate area.
Wonyoung has touched herself before of course. Even after the two of you met. She fantasized about this moment last night. But her fingers could never compare to yours. You are bigger. Stronger. A little more aggressive. She feels herself fall into the comfortable cushions of her bed as you make her body feel as light as feathers.
Severel different parts of Wonyoung's body get stimulated by your touch. Your mouth on her skin. Your finger above her clit. Your left hand cupping her breast.
You suddenly rip her out of her dream like state, when you whisper into her ear.
"Strip."
A single word, which makes Wonyoung shudder. Removing your body from hers, you see her pout at you in disappointment. You are surprised at how adorable she actually looks.
Once she got off the bed, you watch her spinning around once, showing off her curves, which are still partially covered by her pants.
Although the brunette has no experience with stripping at all, she knows how to tease the crowd. She is a performer after all. And so you find yourself in a similar position as before. You sitting on the edge of the bed, with Wonyoung in your lap. Her hips moving in circles. Grinding on your legs, while her hand holds onto your black tie. Instinctively, you put your hands on her waist, which makes Wonyoung reach down.
She seems to have become more confident over the last couple of minutes. She moves more relaxed now. More in the mood. Her shyness has been replaced by eager curiosity.
When her hands reach yours, she takes them, before guiding one towards her mouth. Slightly biting the tip of your finger, she gives you a seductive wink, before hopping off your lap.
Wonyoung finally hooks her fingers inside her pants, before slowly sliding them down. Showing off more of her skin with every second, you can't tear your eyes away from her.
The white thong with the tiny black bow at the front reminds you of her princess like manner as she lets her pants fall around her ankles. She seemed to be shy, innocent and sweet at first. But now this little princess seems to have turned into a more bratty and seductive one.
"Do you want me to take this off, too? Daddy?"
The word, which only barely left her mouth at the beginning, is now rolling off her tongue so effortlessly.
You are about to say yes, when the knocking on the door makes the both of you jump.
"Wonyoung? Whom are you talking to?"
You guess that's Rei.
"I'm-I'm on my phone!"
Even if you weren't inside her room, you could tell she wasn't. Which seems to be the case for her band mate as well.
"Don't lie!"
You barely have enough time to turn around, you were still too captivated by Wonyoung's almost entirely naked body, as Rei's head appears in the door.
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"Fuck. She is hot."
It's the first thing that comes to mind and you are glad you are able to keep the words inside.
"Wonyoung!"
Her eyes go wide as she sees what's going on. Her dorm mate, wearing nothing but her panties, standing in front of a guy she doesn't know.
"I-I...."
Wonyoung blushes hard and you stand up from the bed to face the pink haired girl properly.
"I'm (y/n)."
Rei tilts her head to the side as if to say "I didn't ask who you are".
"What is this Wonyoung?"
"Well..."
"You agreed that we are going to share him."
What? It takes you a moment to realize what she is saying. You haven't met her yet, but she and Wonyoung agreed to share you? You expected the brunette to be more innocent, but it seems like she isn't. Looking at Wonyoung, you see her eyes being full of lust, but also regret.
"I just wanted him to take me, before he meets you. I need to know how it feels."
Rei shakes her head as she walks into the room.
"No. That's not okay."
She walks around the bed and crosses her arms, when she stands in front of you.
"You learn best, when you watch how to do it first."
Suddenly, Rei's hand is holding the buckle of your belt.
"Let me show you."
As far as you know, which isn't a lot, Rei is supposed to be rather shy and introverted. You didn't expect her to be this forward. And she is younger than Wonyoung. But she still orders her around.
"Sit down and watch. Princess."
The last word drips of venom as Rei doesn't even look at her. Wonyoung looks at her. Stunned. Her mouth is opened slightly as if she is about to say something, but she doesn't. You decide to play with her more.
"You heard your friend. Princess."
Whispering into her ear gives the brunette goosebumps. Your word was softer, almost sweet, but with an undertone which didn't leave any room for misinterpretation of your words.
Wonyoung sits down quietly, watching with wide open eyes, how Rei starts to undo your belt. She seems way more experienced than the older girl. In just a couple of moments, your pants are lying on the floor and Rei slides her hand past the waistband of your underwear.
Her fingers dance along the length of your shaft, before she pulls down your boxers.
The change of pace is a little overwhelming, but you enjoy it none the less. You are intrigued by the idea of showing Wonyoung how to fuck by pounding her dorm mate.
You haven't even finished your thought, but Rei is already squatting in front of you. As she looks up, you have to say that she is just as as pretty as Wonyoung. You don't find any flaws on her face. She usually looked cute in the pictures online, but her pink hair makes her look more fierce. The color reminds you of Yena. And that reminds you, that you are about to have a second threesome in one day.
Her light blue makeup highlights her eyes and matches her denim outfit. Her silky pink hair feels as good as it looks as you stroke it almost out of habit. As if it's a starting signal for her, Rei opens her mouth, before guiding your shaft inside. Her hot breath is replaced by the warmth of her mouth.
You sigh as you finally feel pleasure shootings through your body. The lengthy foreplay with Wonyoung did not help to restrain yourself. Quite the opposite. Her flawless body is just screaming to be used.
Looking at her now, you see that the brunette is watching Rei. Her mouth slightly opens in awe as the younger girl takes more and more of your shaft inside of her. Her wet mouth drenches your cock in spit. Your hand on the back of her head slowly starts to guide her movements. You make her take more and more. Until finally, you hit her limit.
As skilled as Rei seems, she doesn't look like she has much experience with deep throating. Her throat tightens already as only your tip brushes against it. Spit starts to dribble out of the corners of her mouth.
The older girl's eyes are opened wide as she hears Rei choking. You hold her in place, until she taps out. Letting go off her head, you watch as your cock leaves her mouth.
"Gosh, you are big."
Rei takes a deep breath, while she strokes your drenched cock. Keeping her right hand around it, she takes you inside once more. Purposefully giving you head as if she wants to show off.
And in fact, she does. Rei wants to show Wonyoung what being a slut means. She had sex several times before and is proud that she did it earlier than Wonyoung. She isn't as innocent as others might expect.
You can confirm that as she keeps trying to put your cock further and further down her throat. She is barely taking half of your length, while she keeps chocking.
"Does that feel good?"
Wonyoung looks at Rei sucking you off. Her right hand drawing circles on her white panties.
"It does."
The pink haired girl answers for you.
"Do you want to try?"
Wonyoung nods hesitantly, before looking at you.
"May I?"
Y
ou gesture her to join Rei and she slowly gets onto her knees in front of you.
"Let's see how much you can take."
An evil grin is playing on Rei's face as she watches Wonyoung slightly holding your cock. Her hand wraps around it and she slowly starts to stroke you.
"Like this?"
She looks up at you. Her big eyes and pink lips makes you want to shove your cock down her throat. She is so gorgeous.
You have to nod, trying to keep those thoughts in check as Rei reaches for your cock as well.
"Suck it."
It's a simple order, which makes Wonyoung glance at the younger girl, before she finally lets your tip touch her lips. She is way more gentle, compared to Rei. Giving your tip a few pecks, the brunette looks up at you, to see your reaction.
When she finally takes you inside her mouth, you feel your shaft slide over her flat tongue. It makes shivers run down your spine, all the while you watch her cheeks hollow.
Rei is holding Wonyoung's hair back as the older girl starts to slowly bob her head up and down. She barely reaches half of your shaft with her lips, and you're sure she could take more, but the pleasure of being inside her mouth is overwhelming already. You don't know, if she is doing it on purpose, but you can feel her tongue slightly flicking against the underside of your cock, everytime she leans forward to take you in again.
"What a naughty princess."
Rei taunts Wonyoung, while the brunette is unable to speak.
"Does it feel as good as you thought? Having your mouth full of cock?"
The older girl nods and Rei laughs.
"You are such a slut."
"I hope so."
You tease her as well, making Wonyoung look up at you with those big Hazel brown eyes once again. Cupping her right cheek with your hand, you let it wander towards her chin, holding her in place like that. You start to slowly thrust into her mouth.
At first you only go as deep as Wonyoung took you before. But after a couple of thrusts, you decide to test her further. While Rei rests her chin on the brunette's shoulder, you start to feed her more and more of your cock. Everytime you pull out, strings of saliva connect your tip with her lips, before you break them, by thrusting back inside. You are surprised at how much Wonyoung's mouth is able to take.
When she finally reaches the faint mark of Rei's light lipstick, you glance at the younger girl.
"You really are a slut, aren't you? Taking that cock so deep."
Because her mouth is even fuller than before, Wonyoung doesn't reply. Or rather, isn't able to. She is barely holding back gag after gag, with every one of your thrusts.
"I didn't expect you to be such a slutty princess. What would Yujin unnie say to this?"
Wonyoung closes her eyes as her imagination gets the best of her. She can almost see the older girl as Rei keeps talking.
"Think about her surprised gasp. Her wide eyes. Her mouth almost as wide as yours right now."
You can see that Rei has reached down to rub Wonyoung's clit above her panties. The older girl is barely moving as she gets facefucked by your cock and feels Rei's hand on the white fabric.
Her mind works overtime as she can almost see Yujin in the door.
"Wonyoung-ah!"
She hears her voice as if she is here. The young brunette becomes wetter by the second as she feels like her dark side has been revealed. Her innocent princess image is gone. Rei's words invade her ear, corrupting her once pure mind.
"I bet you would love to choke on that dick. You want to show Yujin unnie, how well you take cock. What a slutty princess you are."
Wonyoung whimpers around your cock as Rei finally pulls her panties to the side with her thumb. Her index finger parts her pink lips.
"Yujin would call you so many dirty names."
You feel Wonyoung's muscles tighten around your cock as Rei starts spilling out a list of words, some of which even you never heard of.
"Slut. Whore."
As she keeps talking, you do your best to slow down your thrusts to match her pace. With every word, you invade Wonyoung's mouth.
"Bitch. Hoe."
As the list goes on, the brunette's lips aren't wrapped around your shaft as tight as before. She moans onto your cock, the vibrations almost make your toes curl.
"Useless toy."
The last makes Wonyoung shake uncontrollably. You didn't know she was this close. Her loud moans are muffled by your cock in her mouth. She cums on Rei's finger. Her thighs shake. You see her toes curl as her eyes are shut tight. Stopping in your tracks, you enjoy the show she is putting on, although she does it involuntarily. Her cute squeals are barely leaving her throat.
Once she has finally recovered from her orgasm, Rei's finger leaves her snatch and the pink haired girl sucks on it.
"Mmmh. Sweet."
She sighs as you finally let go off Wonyoung's head. The older girl's body loses its composure and she leans her head against the bed.
"Wow. That was..."
Her voice trails off as she catches her breath.
Rei takes her original place as she strokes you again. Her touch a little rougher than Wonyoung's.
"She got your cock so nice and wet."
When Rei removes her hand again, strings of Wonyoung's saliva stick to her palm. She watches them snap, before she wraps her fingers around your shaft again.
"I can't wait for you to plow me hard."
Rei kisses your tip, before looking up at you again.
"You ever had Japanese pussy?"
After shaking your head, you see a lustful smile appear on her face as the pink haired girl stands up.
"You are going to love it."
Rei isn't as patient as Wonyoung. It takes her only a couple of moments, until her denim top and pants have joined Wonyoung's pile of clothing on the floor. The Japanese girl's underwear matches her hair. A simple pink bra and panties.
"Let's show her how you fuck a real slut."
Rei gets onto the bed and Wonyoung joins her. She looks at you with expectation and lust in her eyes.
Getting onto all fours, Rei looks over her shoulder at you, wiggling her ass invitingly. You can't look away from her glistening entrance. It seems like what she said earlier wasn't just to pleasure Wonyoung. She got off just as much.
Taking a hold on her waist, you lean forward, peppering her naked shoulders with kisses. Whispering into her ear, you want to make her feel what Wonyoung must have felt.
"As soon as I'm inside, your pussy is mine."
The brunette scoots closer, trying to hear what you are saying.
"Once I'm done with you, you will be such a slutty girl, just like Wonyoung."
Rei moans at your words as you touch her lower lips with your finger.
"I already am."
"Trust me."
You push your finger inside, feeling the Japanese girl's tightness.
"I'm going to cream pie you so hard, that it's still leaking out of you, when Yujin comes home."
Taking your chance with that one, you hope Rei gets turned on just as much as Wonyoung by the idea of being caught by their leader.
"Fuck."
She sighs as you move your head away, knowing that you won this little back and forth. She is still on all fours on the bed, while Wonyoung is sitting at the end of the bed, her head leaning against the wall as she watches the two of you. Rei's ass doesn't really compare to Sohee's or any of the older girls'. But you still can't help yourself. You kiss both her cheeks. The white, flawless skin just inviting you to give her a good spanking. Maybe later.
For now, there is only one thing to do. Lining up your cock with Rei's pussy, you see Wonyoung kneeling on the bed, trying to watch what you are doing. She is biting her lip, while you hear the pink haired girl's moan. Your tip parts her lower lips and you sink inside her pussy.
"Holy-!"
Rei's gasp is cut short by a squeal as you push further. Only being halfway inside, you feel her tight walls hug your cock.
"Fuck. How big are you?!"
It seems to be a rhetorical question, since you are already fully inside of her now. Rei must feel your whole length. But she is still flustered.
"Oh."
She sighs as her arms buckle, due to the feeling in her core. The Japanese girl is sure, that this is the biggest cock she ever had. Of course she already thought you were big, when she gave you head. But it looks like she underestimated you.
"You are tearing me open."
Rei's raspy moan escapes her mouth.
"I told you."
You lean forward again, taking a fistful of the pink, silk like hair.
"Your pussy is mine now."
With barely any effort, you brake Rei's last piece of self-control. Pushing against the flat of her back, you make her fall into the mattress.
Wonyoung's eyes are big with lust as she watches her band mate getting fucked in front of her. Rei is now lying flat on the bed as you are kneeling behind her. Your cock still embedded in her tight, Japanese pussy.
"So good."
Rei groans as you fuck her into the mattress. Her chin was resting on her hands at first. Now her cheek is pressed against the sheets as she takes your pounding.
"Fuck!"
Rei's arms are stretched out, her hands formed into fists, while grabbing the sheets. Your hands as are holding onto her butt cheeks, kneading them occasionally. They feel soft but firm. Perfect handfuls to squeeze, while you make her moan.
Watching Rei getting fucked, Wonyoung has slid her hand into her panties. She is still wearing them, not sure if she should take them off, or if you would like to do that yourself. Her eyes are only halfway open. Her horny body acting on its own as she starts to play with herself. The feeling of her mouth being filled and the way you pound Rei, makes her pussy dripping wet.
If Rei can barely take your cock, how is she supposed to handle it? Her mind goes into overdrive, trying to figure out, how you are going to fuck her. Like this? Just like Rei? Pounding her into the bed, while your hand in her hair pushes her face further into the mattress? How your other hand squeezes and plays with Rei's full cheeks?
Or are you going to take Wonyoung in a different position? The only ones she knows are out of sex ed from school, her friends, or two books she hid deep in her closet. No one has seen these books except for herself. Two short novels, full of erotic fiction.
She loves the one, which she bought last, the most. It's about a princess, who gets married of to a man, whom she doesn't know. But after going through life together for some time, she starts to fall for her husband.
Wonyoung always imagines herself to be that princess. To be fucked like her. She almost knows the book by hard. That's how often she read it. She can almost see the two characters in her mind, whenever she gets herself off.
But after seeing you fuck Rei, the images in her mind are replaced by you and herself. Her brain basically overwrites the scenes she has read. Now, she only sees you and her in those scenarios.
How you bend her over a large wooden desk. Hike up her silk dress. Whisper words of filth in her ear, before you make them come true. Making the servants outside the room listen to her moans and screams as you take her from behind.
"Fuck! You are so deep!"
Wonyoung gets ripped out of her trance by Rei's loud moan. The pink haired girl has become a mess underneath your relentless pounding.
"You are going to bruise my spine!"
Her eyes are shut tight as she takes you inside again and again. She doesn't have much of a choice anyway. You trap her in place, not even giving her an inch to move. And even if she wanted to get up, her lust drunken body wouldn't be able to.
With every thrust, Rei feels sparks of pleasure rush through her. From the spot, where your tip kisses her womb, through her spine, up her back and towards her brain. Those sparks make her body heat up. At first it's slow. But the more you fuck her, the harder you fuck her, the warmer Rei's body feels.
Her breathing becomes faster and her once loud moans start to fade into whispers.
"Please. More. Please."
Wonyoung is a witness to all of this. Her mind flooded with more and more images. She feels like she is in two realities at once.
In one, she watches you fuck the life out of Rei. Making her shake and whimper underneath you. Her hands open and close desperately, trying to release some of the overloading pleasure from her body.
In the other one, she imagines herself lying on the wooden floor, animal furs underneath her. Pressing her nose into the warmth, she smells yours and her sweat. The sounds of a small fire in the fireplace invades her ears, before she even realizes that it's another scene from her book. She is lying on her back, while you tower over her. One of your hands is in her long brown hair, pinning her head to the wooden planks underneath the fur. Your other hand is pressing onto her stomach, holding the rest of her body in place. Her legs are wrapped around your waist as she feels you penetrate her pussy over and over again.
"I'm gonna cum!"
Rei's words bring her back to one reality once again. It's the loudest sound the pink haired girl made for a while. She has been a stuttering mess up until this point. But the heat rising in her body made her scream again.
"Almost..."
Her words trail off as she buries her head in the sheets. The clapping of your hips against her cheeks has become louder.
When Rei shakes and quivers, you feel her cuming around your cock. She lost her voice, or at least you are unable to hear her as her pussy pulsates around you. It grips your shaft tight and you are forced to stop pounding her. Her walls hold you in place.
Another shriek, almost at the same time, makes you look over at Wonyoung. Her fingers are buried deep in her pussy. Her once white panties are now almost completely see through. They are drenched with her juices as she orgasms. She cums to the thought of climaxing on your cock over and over again as you fuck her in various positions.
You see her facial features twist in pleasure. The once innocent princess has become a naughty little brat.
While listening to Rei's shallow breathing, you wait for the right moment to finally pull out of her. Although her tight pussy is one of a kind, there is someone else, who you still haven't fucked.
After Wonyoung comes down from her high, her eyes rest on your body. Her lips are slightly parted as if a silent moan is escaping through them.
Getting off the bed, you take a step, before you stand next to Wonyoung. You have watched her touch herself the whole time, while you were pounding her dorm mate. Taking her hand in yours, you suck on her fingers. The brunette bites her lip as you taste her sweet nectar on her skin.
Once you have cleaned her from her own cum, you look into her eyes, while your hand traces little patterns on her chest, occasionally grazing one of her nipples. Wonyoung lets out a shaky breath as she tries to hold eye contact with you.
Your fingers travel downwards, over her flat midriff, until you find the hem of her panties. Capturing her pink lips with yours, you kiss her deeply, while you place the palm of your hand flat against her lower stomach. Slowly sliding underneath her panties, you reach Wonyoung's clit. She moans into your mouth at your touch. You give it a little attention, making her moan a couple of times more, before you reach deeper.
She bites your lip as you touch her wet folds. You realize that her pussy has never been touched by another man before. Slowly sliding one finger inside, you feel Wonyoung's tightness. You thought Rei was tight, but the older girl is more than just tight. Barely able to move your finger, you realize that you have to work more, before you can fuck her.
Because her fingers are way smaller and slimmer than yours, she never had a problem with fingering herself. But you actually have to put in a little effort. You don't want to hurt her, so you stop after a couple of moments.
Holding the back of her head with your right hand while you kiss, you take her waist with your left. Turning her around to fully face you, you make her legs hang off the edge of the bed.
Leaving your spot at her lips, you start to kiss down her body once again. Wonyoung's breathing becomes shallower and faster the closer you move towards her clothed womanhood.
When you reach her panties, you move them to the side, exposing her pretty pink pussy for the first time.
"I shaved her just for you."
You look up at Rei, who has placed her chin on Wonyoung's shoulder, while her hands explore her upper body lazily.
"She was so excited to show off her pink little pussy."
"R-Rei."
The Korean girl's words are still stuck in her throat as she hears Rei speak. She still seems coy, even after everything she just witnessed and did.
"What? It's really pretty. Am I right?"
She looks down at you.
"You are right."
You earn a hitched breath from Wonyoung ad you move closer. Your warm breath reaching her clit.
"It is pretty, princess."
While your hands caress her thighs you lower your head between them.
A gasp leaves her mouth as Wonyoung feels your tongue on her pussy. You slowly lick along her lips, upwards, until you reach her clit.
"T-That feels so good."
Wonyoung's head falls back onto Rei's shoulder, while the younger girl keeps playing with her breasts. Your tongue begins its work on her clit.
The brunette's wordless moans echo through her room, while you eat her out. Your hands hold her quivering thighs in place.
"He eats you so good."
Rei whispers into Wonyoung's ear with admiration and jealousy in her voice.
"Look at that tongue. Making your pussy so wet."
The Korean girl does look down to see your head between her legs. Just a couple of days ago, she never expected this to happen. But now she can't help but release moan after moan, while Rei sounds like a little devil on her shoulder.
"He must be making you feel so good. I can't wait to watch you get fucked."
Wonyoung's hands are curled up into fists. She doesn't know what to do. Should she hold onto something to release some of that pleasure? Should she moan louder? She wants to make sure that you know how good you make her feel.
"P-Please, daddy. More."
Her lust drunken voice makes its way to your ears. It's muffled a little by Wonyoung's thighs, which are trapping you, making you eat her out more and more. You feel like you are being pulled in. Towards her body, towards her pussy. Further and further as you eat her out. Not wanting to stop. Not able to stop.
The scent of her raspberry perfume invades your nose once more. It makes the juices, which dribble out of her pussy, taste similar. Like a fruit drink. Not a strong one. But still tasty. Not too sweet, but sure as hell addictive.
When you begin to suck on her clit, you hear her moan louder, before your hand leaves her right thigh. Slowly, you insert it into her tight snatch again. It is a little easier this time. Her pussy way wetter, while her walls seem to be a little more relaxed. You still don't know if you are even going to fit inside of her.
You begin to finger Wonyoung, while you suck on her pearl. Your tongue occasionally flicking against it.
"Mmmh. Daddy, yes."
The brunette's hand has finally found your head. She pushes you a little further towards her core. She feels like she can't get enough of your tongue. Or your fingers. All of you for that matter.
Her eyes slowly fall shut as you make your way towards her orgasm.
If you were able to look up, you would have joked that her flushed cheeks are as pink as Rei's hair. But you are busy with your fingers in her snatch and your lips around her clit.
"A little faster. Please, daddy. A little more."
Rei hasn't said much up until now, enjoying the view of her band mate getting eaten out, while she let's her hand run over her tits.
"You are such a slutty princess. Begging your daddy for more."
You have to smile for a moment, knowing where this is heading.
"Are you still going to ask for more after he made you cum? You are so needy."
Wonyoung shakes her head.
"N-No."
"Come on. Don't deny it. You would love for him to eat you out. Anytime. Anywhere."
"I-I'm not... not that needy."
You know that Wonyoung's stuttering has nothing to do with her shyness anymore. The pleasure, which is flooding her system, is starting to prove too much for her body to handle. Although she knows what she has become over the last half hour or so, she still tries to deny it.
"Do you not get horny thinking about it?"
Rei eggs her on even more.
"Imagine you are at a music show. All of us are in the dressing room. But not you. You are somewhere in a closet. Your skimpy skirt pulled up-"
"P-Please. That-That's not me."
"Do you really think so?"
Rei caresses her left cheek.
"Trust me. You are build for getting fucked. Why do do you think are you the most popular?"
Wonyoung moans as your fingers curl upwards inside of her. Hitting the spot inside her pussy, you make her take a shortcut towards her destination. Her climax.
"Everyone wants to take this little princess. Make her their bitch. Fuck you. Breed you. Make you moan."
Wonyoung whimpers as she imagines all the people, who watch her dancing and performing in short skirts and skimpy tops. Just because they want to fuck her.
"I bet you don't even care if Yujin comes in at this point."
As soon as you hear her name, you know that Rei is about to reveal her final blow towards Wonyoung's princess image.
"She would have to watch you, her eyes wide in surprise and shock. While you sit here. Your pussy getting fingered, his mouth around your clit."
You don't hear any resistance from Wonyoung. She has either given up and excepted her fate, or she is unable to talk as you send more and more pleasure through every fiber of her being.
"Think about it, when you cum. How you cum in front of Yujin unnie. Making her see your face, when you cum. Making her hear your moans and squeals."
It's a mystery to you, how Rei knows how to talk like this. Her seductive voice dripping of honey, while her words are drenched in filth.
"Now cum. Show Yujin what a whore you are."
After being called names again and again. After being forced to listen to Rei's lewd words, Wonyoung's mind finally goes blank. As she finally cums around your fingers, there is only one picture on her mind. Cuming in front of Yujin. Soaking the sheets and your face with her juices, while her leader watches her in utter shock.
The brunette's thighs shake around your head as she climaxes. Her whole body twists and twitches, while Rei holds her upright. Wonyoung feels like wave after wave is crashing into her. Wave after wave of pure pleasure.
With a heavy sigh, she finally regains her composure. Her cheeks are still flushed pink. Her pussy feels like it's radiating pure heat. She realizes that Rei was right. She needs more. More of that new feeling you just gave her.
But after you finally leave her pussy and part her thighs, you stand up, wiping your chin.
"Are you going to fuck her now?"
Rei sounds almost even more excited than Wonyoung. Although the older girl's eyes sparkle as she sees you nod.
"Any preferences?"
You look at Wonyoung. She goes through her mind, thinking of all the positions she can come up with. They are not a lot. And honestly, she still doesn't know much. Shaking her head, she is hoping that you know what to do.
"Stand up."
The brunette follows your order, still a little shaky as she gets up. Taking your place on the bed, you sit down right next to wet spot on her sheets.
"Come here."
Wonyoung stands above your lap, looking down at your cock. It's pointing upwards towards her. You see her bite her lip.
"Just a second."
Rei leans forward from behind your back and wraps her slim fingers around your shaft. They are suspiciously wet. Although you don't know if it's her saliva or any other body fluids. Either way, she strokes you back to full hardness, while making your cock glisten with whatever.
"I want to see her cum your dick."
This time, she is whispering into your ear.
"Take her good. Fuck her so hard, she can't walk tomorrow."
Rei's sultry voice is very convincing. It really is. But you have to look out for Wonyoung first. You want make sure that she feels good.
Holding Wonyoung's waist, you begin to lower her body. When your tip kisses her entrance, you look up at her, waiting for conformation. You see her nod slightly.
The Korean girl looks down her body as she watches herself, slowly getting impaled by your cock. Slowly but surely, you enter Wonyoung's snug pussy. She is still tight. But due to her wetness, it's bearable.
Pushing her further down, you watch her expressions. She bites her lower lip. A wrinkle appears on her forehead and her eyes narrow. Her hands hold onto your wrists.
Inch after inch, you take Wonyoung's virginity as you slide her down your length. A moan escapes through her teeth. It's deeper than the ones before. More natural. Filled with more lust.
"She's loving it."
Rei watches in awe as you make Wonyoung sit on your cock.
You stop immediately, when you hear her hiss in pain. She shakes her head as you hold her in place. You are only halfway inside of her, but she can barely take it.
After a couple of moments, you see her nodding again. Instead of lowering her further, you push her back up. Wonyoung is surprisingly light as you lift her off your cock. It feels like a workout for you. Her body barely weighs anything.
"Please. Back in."
The brunette's whisper makes you lower her again. Her head falls into her neck as you penetrate her for a second time.
"I bet she is already addicted to your cock."
Rei is corrupting the two of you once more.
"Make her pussy yours. Own her, like you own me."
It is tempting. It is very tempting to just shove Wonyoung onto your cock. Her pussy is hugging you so tight. Her walls squeezing your cock as if her life depends on it.
But you keep control over your body. You stop once more, when half of you is inside Wonyoung again.
Lifting her back up, you keep continuing this motion. Lifting her up and down. Almost like a weight in the gym. Of course, certain parts of your body feel way better than when you are working out.
Wonyoung's facial expression has changed. Gone is the slightly scared girl. Her deep moans grow in numbers as you impale her on your cock again and again. She is still only able to take half of your length, but that is already more than enough.
"Let me give you a hand."
Rei gets off the bed and disappears behind Wonyoung.
"Or should I rather say tongue?"
You feel a new sensation on your cock after her cheeky comment.
"Fuck."
You can't help, but express how good this feels. Wonyoung taking the upper half of your cock into her tight snatch as you slowly lift her up and down. Rei between your legs, letting her tongue glide over the lower half of your shaft. You occasionally feel her hands caress your thighs, while you bring Wonyoung upwards.
"Such a nice cock."
It sounds like Rei is talking to herself.
"And with this slutt's cum on it, it tastes even better."
Feeling Rei's lips on your cock, you try to look down. You see one or two streaks of wet fluid dribble out of Wonyoung's pussy. They make their way down your shaft, slowly, before Rei laps them up with her tongue.
While the Japanese girl keeps spilling filthy nonsense, you watch Wonyoung's body again. Her tits are right in front of you, so you take the opportunity. Leaning forward a bit, you capture one of her nipples with your mouth, while you keep moving her up and down.
The brunette's breath hitches at the familiar sensation. Her eyes are closed as her mind is spinning with pleasure. She can't remember the last time she felt so good.
As she keeps taking your cock, she can feel something change in her. It's like something has tried to take control of her, since you entered her dorm and now, finally, she can feel it. She can feel clouds of lust invade her mind. Egging Wonyoung on to take more. To take more of your cock. To beg more. To beg for pleasure.
Her mind is decided into two sides. One side is trying to stay as sweet and innocent as she can. While the other is searching for the right words to make you cum.
"Am I a good princess?"
Unaware of her inner dilemma, you lean away from her, thinking you heard her wrong.
"Please tell me, daddy. Have I been a good princess for you?"
You hear Rei moan against your shaft at her band mate's words. They are not just turning you on. Rei is getting off on this as well.
"I think you are doing great."
You don't stop lifting her up and down.
"Good girl."
You kiss her pink lips as she reaches the lower half of your cock.
"Please more, daddy. I want to take all of daddy's cock."
You do what she wants, you slowly lower her further.
"Such a slutty princess."
Rei's words, not yours.
"You sound like a whore of a princess."
Wonyoung moans as she getting called filthy names once again. Her hands have left your wrists and are now interlocked behind your neck. As Rei keeps talking, her head sinks onto your shoulder.
"You look like a pretty fuck doll. Getting lifted up and down like the princess you are. You want to cum without working for it?"
You see Rei's hand sneak around Wonyoung's waist towards her clit.
"Be my guest."
She whispers into her ear as she is standing up.
The brunette sighs heavily at the touch of Rei's hand. You introduce her to more and more of your cock after every three up and downs. By now, you are making her take three quarters of your cock.
Wonyoung now knows what Rei meant by "You are tearing me open". She is starting to feel the same. She has never felt like this before. Being filled with cock. So much, that it almost hurts her. And whenever she thinks, she can't take more, you lower Wonyoung onto your cock even further.
"Do-Do good princess get to cum?"
Her desperate voice suddenly fills your ear. It's surprising how her orgasms hit her out of nowhere.
"Yes. They do get to cum."
Wonyoung shrieks as she suddenly lets go of her composure. You didn't think she would cum right away. But there she is now. Her hips bucking forward, pressing her clit further towards Rei's hand.
The brunette's pussy tightens around you. She is almost painfully tight as you feel her climax, while you are still inside. More of her juices run down the length of your cock. Wonyoung sighs into your neck as she slowly calms down.
She never came with something inside of her before. Fingers don't count and she never used a toy or misused some other household item. Although she knows that Yujin has more than just one wireless possession.
The new feeling of cuming around your cock makes Wonyoung experience something new. It feels way better to squeeze your cock, when she cums, instead of clenching around empty air. Her already corrupted mind falls deeper into the sea of lust as she imagines herself cuming again and again on your cock. How it feels, how big you are. All of it.
To your disappointment though, Wonyoung's tight snatch doesn't help at all with postponing your own release. You can feel how it's slowly building up as her walls squeeze and hug your cock tight.
"That's a good princess."
You kiss her shoulder as you begin to make her go up and down once more. It seems like she likes to be praised.
"You came so good."
You feel her smile into your neck.
"Thank you, daddy. From now on, I will be a good princess and cum for you all the time."
Before you can respond, Rei is at it again.
"Such a naughty slut. I'm sure you would even want him to fill your pussy up. To make you drip of his cum as you walk around the dorm."
Wonyoung whimpers again and as you imagine that scenario yourself, you can feel your cock twitching.
"I'm gonna cum."
You stop your lifting and Wonyoung's head leaves your shoulder.
"I have been waiting for your cum."
Rei leans over, behind Wonyoung, and starts kissing you.
"I want it all over my face."
The brunette looks a little shy once again. You mistake it for the thought, that she doesn't know what exactly Rei is talking about.
But Wonyoung is reminded of her book. Her husband always came inside of her. What was the term she googled a couple of days ago?
"C-Cream pie."
You and Rei look at Wonyoung with wide eyes.
"I want that."
She still looks shy. But not because of what she said. But because of what she is thinking. As soon as that thought entered her mind, Wonyoung couldn't get away from it. She imagines how it must feel. Being filled with seed, until it starts leaking out. How it runs down her thighs. How it ruins her panties, when she puts them back on later. It's not like they are in a good condition anyway.
"You want what?"
You are surprised that Wonyoung even knows this word.
"I would like a cream pie. Please, daddy."
"You are such a selfish slut."
Rei pouts behind her.
"I want his cum too."
"Please, daddy."
Wonyoung tilts her, while she pouts at you as well. As if that isn't enough already, she suddenly starts to move. Not very fast, but you can still feel your orgasm approaching as Wonyoung starts to impale herself on your cock. Her walls grip you tight and you can't help but watch. Her hands are placed on your shoulders as she slowly lifts her body up and down.
"Rei is right. I would love for you to fill my pussy up. I want to know how your cum feels inside of me."
You suddenly realize that you two have turned the innocent, princess like Wonyoung into a begging slut. Her eyes are glazing over with lust as she slowly fucks herself with your cock.
"This is really what you want?"
Rei kisses Wonyoung's neck as she rides you.
"Getting cream pied right here? When, at any moment, Yujin could come home?"
The brunette closes her eyes at the thought as she quickens her pace a little. She is not going fast enough yet to make you cum, but the way her pussy clenches around you, indicates that you don't have much time left.
"It's hot if you think about it."
Rei keeps talking, although you don't know whom she is still trying to convince. It was Wonyoung's idea anyway and it looks like you are not strong enough to resist.
"Innocent Wonyoung standing in the kitchen. Yujin talking to her as always. Not knowing that Wonyoung has a huge load of cum inside her. Not knowing it's dripping down her thighs. Not knowing how warm all that semen makes her feel."
Wonyoung whimpers at the Japanese girl's words. You can feel her getting wetter as her nails dig into your skin.
"She doesn't know that sweet little Wonyoung is a whore. A whore for her daddy's cock. A whore for his cum."
"Please..."
The brunette bites her lip, trying to keep riding you, while Rei edges her on with her words.
"I bet you would love to show Yujin what a slut you are. Show her the big load of cum, that her innocent princess got."
"Daddy..."
Wonyoung whines into your neck. You don't know if it's because of Rei, or because she is going to orgasm again. Her pussy feeling tighter by the second.
"While you rummage around in the fridge, Yujin sees a small puddle on the floor. She asks you what it is."
"No more..."
Wonyoung's riding becomes weaker. Her voice barely above a whisper.
"You don't want to be exposed as a slut, but at the same time, you want Yujin to know how good you took your first cock. How well you sucked his cock, before you rode him."
Wonyoung shakes her head, unable to form words. You can feel her being on the verge of breaking.
"And when you don't tell her the truth, Yujin is just going to turn you around. She is going to bend you over, to see what's going on. Your cheek is going to be pressed against the cold glass of the compartment in the fridge. She reaches under your skimpy skirt."
You can barely hold on yourself. You are convinced, Rei could write great smut stories about Wonyoung in her free time. There would be a lot of people, who would love them.
"She pulls down your ruined panties. They are still wet with your own slick and full with creamy, white cum."
By now, Wonyoung is unable to move. Her mind has left her body as she imagines the possible future. You take control once more, lifting her up and down, feeling her pussy glide along the length of your shaft.
"You expect her to scream at you. To scold you. But instead, Yujin gets onto her knees. And she eats all the cum out of you."
You time your next thrust perfectly with Rei's words. Wonyoung's eyes shoot open. Her mouth forms a silent O as she cums on top of you.
"Yujin is just as slutty as you. You realize that, when you are bend over in the fridge. While she eats all the cum out of your pussy."
Wonyoung's pussy contracts around you over and over again. It feels like she can't stop cuming at Rei's words.
"Daddy, please."
She is finally able to talk, while she still massages your cock with her walls.
"Fill me up. You said, you would own Rei's pussy."
You know that, with one right word, Wonyoung could make you cum right here, right now. Right inside of her.
"Please own mine, too. Please claim me as yours, daddy."
"Fuck."
You groan into her neck as you finally tremble over the edge of the cliff. You held out for so long, but Wonyoung finally got you. You smell her sweat on her skin, mixed with the faint scent of her raspberry perfume. You feel yourself cuming inside of the Korean girl. Rope after rope of cum paint her walls white.
"So warm. So good."
Wonyoung sighs as you unload inside her snatch. You her a light squeal and you see Rei standing behind Wonyoung as she cums on her own fingers. She had played with herself the whole time, thinking about the stuff she said just as much as Wonyoung.
You wonder, if her words might actually come true in the future.
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Hi everyone! I hope you enjoyed the new update. If you were able to read this far, thank you so much. I apologize for the length of this chapter. I didn't think I would get up to 11k words. But here it is. I had a complete different plot in mind for this chapter, but after seeing Rei's pink hair in one of her pictures, I couldn't stop myself.
Although I have exams coming up and still two unfinished requests on my desk, I would like you to vote for the continuation of the plot. You guys can vote for one out of the three chapters listed below. I will give you a few hints and a general direction of the future for each chapter. If the chapter you personally voted for didn't get picked by the majority, don't worry, it might still appear in the future, but in a different context.
Please take into consideration, that I'm writing on Wattpad and Tumblr, which means, I will count the votes from both platforms equally. The chapter which you vote for, will come after the two requests, which means, you have time to vote, until I finish the second request.
1. Option: "5-Star service"
- "I don't have time for this."
The woman on top of you sighs in annoyance.
"Make up your mind. Are you going to fuck me or not?"
- "You better listen to mommy."
Her dark eyes scan you up and down as she leans back in her chair, while she is crossing her legs.
"You need an older woman to teach you how to fuck."
Hints:
-Roleplay
-She is a singer
-She is at SM
Future:
-More roleplay
-She is very possessive
2. Option: "The new guy"
- As you walk into the small gym, you realize that you must be dreaming. The woman in front of you doesn't seem to notice you yet.
- "Don't touch me."
You chuckle, although she looks at you with angry eyes.
"You wanted me to show you, how well I fight. Should I write it down, instead of showing?"
Hints:
-Actress and singer
-New season of her drama is coming out this year
Future:
-Meeting more actresses
-Occasional dreams about dramas you watched with Ahin
3. Option: "Doctors' orders"
- "Dr.Kim! How many times have I told you, how clumsy you are?!"
The woman who just walked in, glares at the other one, before she scans you up and down. Your face is still completely drenched and your shirt is soaked.
- "I'm not sure if this is really professional."
Your doctor snickers at your remark, her black hair falling into your face.
"I told you," her fingers dance over your pants. "this is normal. If we don't treat you know, you will have to come back three times a week."
She nods towards her colleague.
"Do what you want with her."
Hints:
-Doctor roleplay
-Two singers
-Dr. Kim and Dr. Kim (very confusing)
Future:
-Visits to the doctor for more "treatments"
-Other group members want to roleplay with you as well
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