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kitten4sannie · 2 months

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ᴡᴏʀᴋ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴘʟᴀʏ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ

ᴍᴀꜱᴋ ᴋɪɴᴋ/ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀʏ ➠ ᴊᴏɴɢʜᴏ

pairing: intern! jongho x boss! reader (fem)

genre: office au, smut

summary: to relieve some stress after another long day of being the boss, you decide to visit your favorite dom at your local playroom. what you were not expecting, however, was to come face to face with your office’s intern instead.

w.c: 2.8k

warnings: hard (somehow still soft) dom! jongho, sub! reader, established bdsm relationship, jongho wears a teddy bear mask hehe/reader wears a kitty one, pet names (sweetheart, kitty, kitten, are we sensing a pattern here? TT), name calling, praise/degradation, use of hand cuffs, jongho puts reader over his lap ^^, paddling (ass/pussy), spit play, hair pulling, toy usage, strength kink, manhandling, overstim, brief oral (receiving), squirting, unprotected sex, creampie

a/n: never worked in an office before but this is my ideal office ✨fantasy✨ but also like jongho would be the cutest ??? intern??? he’d just come in and give you a cup of coffee with his sweet little gummy smile ughhhhh :’) enjoy, loves!

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“I’m really sorry to inform you of this right before the weekend starts, Ms. L/N, but we need to see at least a 20% increase in sales by next month,” your higher-up told you through the speaker phone sitting on your desk, almost distracting you from putting on your coat.

“20%, sir?” you replied cordially, trying to dispel the attitude you wanted to give him at that moment.

“20%, Ms. L/N. You’ve been doing quite well this quarter, but my boss is breathing down my neck, asking me for more…I do apologize, but it’s what we need from you.”

You walked around the front of your desk, sitting on the edge of it to process the information, unconsciously reaching underneath the sleeve of your form-fitting blouse to rub at the rope burns still embedded in your skin from your last visit to your local bdsm playroom, wishing you were there again, not having to focus on numbers and percentages, but on the pain and pleasure that was enveloping your body.

“Ms. L/N…?” the man said softly into the speaker when he didn’t get a reply from you.

You came out of your temporary fog, sitting up straight and fixing the hem of your tight skirt, despite no one being there to witness your perfect posture. “I can handle 20%, sir. I’ll get those numbers up for you.”

“That’s why you’re my favorite branch manager, Ms. L/N. Enjoy your weekend. Make sure you unwind,” he said, exchanging goodbyes with you, before he hung up.

You were definitely going to do a bit of unwinding, that was for damn sure.

As you collected both your personal and work items, putting them into your sleek briefcase, your branch’s intern knocked on the thick glass door of your office, allowing you to see his perfectly styled, ink black hair through the section of the door that wasn’t completely opaque.

“Come in, Jongho.”

Once the permission was granted, Jongho entered your space to give you a small wave and a gentle, charming smile, resting his own briefcase against his thigh. “Just thought I would come and check on you, Ms. L/N. It’s already half past 8, you know, and you deserve your weekends more than anybody in this building.”

“Oh, please, it’s off-hours, call me Y/N,” you sighed, wishing you could swap the roles of your position in power, wanting to be the one who was told what to do next. “But, thank you…that means a lot. I always try to cram in as much R&R into my weekends as humanly possible.”

“That’s good to hear, Y/N,” he corrected himself, holding the door open for you, his inviting aura and cologne relaxing your rigid demeanor just a tad. “Shall we go?”

Once inside the sanctity of the elevator, the both of you watched as the bright red numbers on the digital screen slowly counted down.

When you got down to the twenieth floor, you were suddenly reminded of your daunting task, murmuring, “20%…and next month he’ll want 30…that bastard…”

Jongho acknowledged your passive mumbles about the ridiculous increase in sales you had to somehow pull out of your ass, hoping to ease your mind with his straightforward statement, “Hey, no number talk in the elevator, Y/N. That stays in the office.” His gaze softened. “You know better.”

You quieted down, hoping Jongho couldn’t tell how wet you suddenly were, offering him a gentle chuckle. “Right, no more numbers.”

Jongho tilted his head to the side, his gelled, parted hair falling into his eyes a bit. “Tell me, what do you do to unwind, Y/N?”

Your fingers squeezed around the handle of your briefcase. You couldn’t possibly tell him that you enjoyed getting tied up, punished till you were drunk on pleasure, and fucked by masked men and women until you reached your own personal nirvana, now, could you?

“I like to do lots of things,” you began, turning your head to look at him, realizing he was already looking at you, his gaze intense, but grounding. “Anything that doesn’t make me feel like a corporate drone anymore.”

Jongho nodded knowingly. “It’s important to let go from time to time. To relinquish that power you hold.”

You nodded at his words, unconsciously licking at your lips, having to break eye contact with Jongho first, your attention going to the adorably small teddy bear keychain he had on the handle of his briefcase, smiling at it. “What do you do for fun, Jongho?”

The corners of his lips curled into a smile that you weren’t looking at, his eyes returning to the rapidly lowering numbers on the wall, gently cracking his knuckles to fill the brief silence. “These days, I like to do a bit of roleplaying.”

“Like…DND?” you asked, swallowing dryly, the ding of the sliding elevator door about to draw you towards it.

“Something like that,” Jongho replied, his smile now akin more to a smirk, following you out of the elevator into the lobby.

࿏࿏࿏

“Good to see you back, Miss Kitty,” A man with deep-set eyes, plump lips, and short, choppy hair greeted you at the playroom’s lobby, the rest of his features obscured due to the bunny mask he was wearing. He leaned forward against the sleek receptionist desk, resting his chin on his palm as he pulled out a cutely decorated day planner, his tight butler get-up creasing to accommodate his new position. “Who would you like to visit today?”

“The Bear,” you replied instantly, shifting your weight from foot to foot, your own equally tight office ensemble making you feel constricted in the best way. “Is he free right now?”

The handsome bunny butler opened the planner and used a pen with a small plastic bunny at the tip to write in a time and date, drawing a few hearts around the words. “He’s always free for you, Miss Kitty,” he replied smoothly, before walking over to the door with a key and unlocking it for you. He placed another key, this one with the image of a cartoon bear on it into your hand, giving you a suggestive, though cordial smile. “Enjoy your stay.”

Once past the lobby, you were faced by many other rooms and doors, each one presenting you with a cute cartoon caricature of various animals. You immediately walked towards the one that displayed the same bear as the one in your sweaty hand.

Upon unlocking the door, you were met by a familiar setting. Minimalistic bedroom furniture decorated with lace doilies and soft, plush teddy tears filled the inviting space, the only thing keeping it from completely embodying someone’s sweet grandma’s bedroom were the egregious amount of sex toys, paddles, and whips that lined the wall, small plastic teddy bears decorating the handles of some of the items to further complete the cutesy aesthetic.

The only bear that interested you, however, was the one sitting on the edge of the large mattress in a simple black suit that looked a bit too familiar, his large thighs threatening to rip through his perfectly tailored pants, his sleeves rolled up past his thick forearms, his pretty raven hair falling past the sleek plastic of his mask that was complete with teddy bear ears. “It’s such a joy to have you back in my playroom. Now, what are you in the mood for today, kitty cat?” he asked you in a low, calculated tone, licking over the top row of his teeth.

You felt a shiver go up your spine, taking slow steps until you stood in front of him, licking your lips at the sight of his hands settling on his thighs. “To be paddled and fucked raw, sir.”

Jongho nodded his head knowingly, reaching up to stroke the side of your hip. “Mmm…my kitten’s had a rough day, I see. I’ll be sure to take good care of you tonight.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“The pleasure is all mine.” He stood up, cracking his knuckles out of habit, opening and closing his fists to prepare for what he was about to inflict on you. “If at any time, you want this to stop, you’ll use your voice and tell me to, correct?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good, good.” Jongho slowly walked over to the wall, his loafers clacking against the wood floor, picking out a paddle and a few other items amongst the large selection. He twirled the paddle around in his hands, gazing back at you through his mask, piercing you with his dark eyes. He kept his sight on you as he made his way back to the bed, spreading his thighs open when he sat down. “Now, you know the drill, don’t you, kitty?”

You nodded, quickly positioning yourself across his lap, feeling delightfully petite and usable now that you were relinquishing yourself to your dom.

“That’s right, sweetheart, feels so nice being on my lap like this, hm? Your pussy’s dripping for me just from the thought of getting paddled red, isn’t it?” Jongho spoke, his voice coming out slow, draping over you like honey, rubbing the side of your upper thigh in gentle circles, watching the way you squeezed them together.

“Yes, sir,” you answered breathily, squirming around once his hands were on your ass and squeezing it roughly through your thin skirt.

“Did you bring a change of clothes, pet?”

“Yes, s–”

Rip.

Jongho had torn through your designer skirt up the middle with one swift tug, sighing at the sight of your ass squeezing through the torn material, running the edge of the paddle over the exposed skin. “How many, kitten? How many till your ass is raw and red for me?”

You closed your eyes for a moment, your cunt pulsing steadily, knowing what you needed for your own personal satisfaction. “Twenty…”

Jongho’s eyes widened slightly behind his mask, running the broad side of the paddle down your ass, using his other hand to tear open sections of your tights. “Twenty it is, pet.” He then wrapped your hair around his hand to create a makeshift ponytail, pulling it back to watch the way you arched your back for him, your ass raising higher up in the air for his own personal satisfaction. “Time to count.”

Twenty paddles is what you asked for and twenty paddles is what you received, each and every one sending a supreme jolt of pleasure through your body, your fingers squeezing into Jongho’s thick thighs, drool leaving your moaning mouth the second he got to double digits. He rubbed the paddle over your bruising ass in between spanks, rubbing the wetness around your partially clothed cunt from in between your trembling thighs, his cock hard and pressing into your abdomen. “Your pretty pussy deserves to get paddled too, doesn’t it?” he asked you in your ear, squeezing your clit between two fingers, suddenly tearing your panties open, giving him direct access to your dripping cunt, finishing his power move with a direct slap to your slit, making you gasp.

“Six…teen…Please, sir, give it to me,” you requested, looking up at him with shiny eyes through your cat themed mask.

Smack. Rub. Smack. Rub. Smack. Jongho turned your cunt into a puffy, leaking mess with ease, giving you one last, incredibly hard smack on the ass with his paddle, before he reached over for the bubblegum pink toy that was sitting on the bed. “Such a good kitty, taking everything I give you. You need something inside you now, yeah? Something to fill up your tight little cunt?”

A few beads of sweat dripped down your temple past your flushed cheeks. “Twenty…God, yes, please, sir.”

Jongho smiled to himself, suddenly lifting you up and maneuvering your body like you were a simple doll, positioning you on the bed so that your lower half hung in the air along with your gushing cunt, your ankles near your head. He turned the toy on, letting it vibrate inside his calloused hands, too busy sending a few strings of spit directly onto your heat. “Take it nice and deep for me, kitty,” he directed, holding you steady for him, the toy slipping directly into you.

You moaned in response, grasping tightly at the sheets, unable to do anything except take the vibrator as deep as it would go, the ribbed edges of it pleasuring your tight inner walls. “Fuck, gonna cum for you, sir…”

“Not until I tell you to,” Jongho reminded you, relentlessly dragging the toy in and out of you, occasionally taking a break in between thrusts to watch the way your cunt contracted around nothing, taking the opportunity to send a wad of spit inside your hole, plugging you back up with the toy each and every time.

It was when Jongho left the toy fully submerged inside your cunt with the vibration set on max that you were actually going to lose your mind, your fingers digging painfully into your own thighs. “Please, can I cum, sir? I’ve been so good, so good for you,” you babbled, tears pricking at your eyes.

“Yes, sweetheart, you’ve been an absolute doll for me. Now go on and squirt, kitty. Give me your milk.” Jongho removed the toy completely and replaced it with his hot tongue, fucking your hole and rubbing your clit in quick, tight circles until you screamed, your hot arousal spraying onto his face and wetting his hair, some of it dripping down his mask.

“Thank you, sir, thank you so much,” you sighed out, completely melting against the bed, blinking hazily up at him.

“Anytime, doll,” he replied softly, readjusting his mask, a familiar smile gracing his glistening lips.

Once you recovered, you got up onto your knees, pawing at Jongho’s pulsing cock through his work pants. “You still haven’t fucked me raw, yet, sir…”

“And I clearly haven’t done my job,” he began in a low voice, straddling your lap, positioning your wrists above your head, a soft click resounding in both of your ears, having handcuffed you to the bed. “If I had, you would have no memory of anything…” He bent down towards you, his lips ghosting along the skin of your neck, the heavy metallic sound of his belt being popped open filling the silent air next. “…except for me, and pleasure I give you. Isn’t that right, kitty?”

“That’s right, sir,” you purred, spreading your thighs open further for him, encouraging him to grasp and grope at them once he took his aching cock out, letting it sit heavily on your abdomen.

“But does your pretty red cunt remember the shape of my cock, kitten? After all these times I’ve fucked you completely raw and filled you with my load, it’s surely had to, right?” he asked you softly, as though he hadn’t said such a dirty thing to you, spreading you open with two fingers, pushing the head of his cock into your willing hole inch by inch, eventually filling you up to the brim.

You pulled your wrists against your constraints, moaning wantonly, unable to do anything about your current situation except take what you were given, your cunt routinely getting stuffed with Jongho’s thick cock until you were babbling incoherently. “Sir…! So good, your cock, it’s so good!”

“I know it is, kitty,” he nodded, strands of his wet hair occasionally brushing over your face, pulling his hips back and expertly slamming them back into you, forcing a fresh wave of slick out of you, which formed a rim around the base of his throbbing length. “You’re so tight around my cock, so ready to take my cum inside you…”

“Please, please, please…” you whined, tugging and tugging at your restraints, your body pulsing with indescribable pleasure the longer Jongho pumped himself into you like a well-oiled machine, not even realizing when your mask began to fall off your sweaty, flushed face.

Jongho was in the same state as you, overwhelmed with pleasure, his own mask slipping down the slope of his nose, the tie around his head loosening with each deliberate, though sloppy thrust, your slick, joined bodies melding into one over and over. “Cumming, kitten, cumming inside your pretty cunt,” he groaned out, holding your hips with a cement grip, looking deep into your eyes.

And just like that, you both fell apart completely, your overflowing arousal mixing harmoniously with the seemingly endless cumshots Jongho pumped into your clenching cunt, your masks having fallen off long ago. You simply gazed at each other in pure awe, sweat dripping along your flush bodies, the soft click sound of handcuffs being unlocked joining the background noise of pants, moans, and the steady stream of mattress springs squeaking underneath the moving bed.

࿏࿏࿏

The elevator took its time lowering you and your intern down to the bottom floor of your shared work space at the end of another tiring performance, regrettably filling a role you wish you could be at the receiving end of instead. The numbers on the small digital screen grew more and more irrevelant the longer you and Jongho shared seemingly polite smiles with one another.

Jongho tilted his head to the side, his hair falling in his face, his eyes containing a sparkle that you were fully aware of. “Are you going to relax again this weekend, Y/N?”

“Mm, yes I definitely need it after my last meeting with my boss,” you sighed out, leaning in his direction, your shoulders touching. “They’re asking for a bigger increase in sales this time…30%, they say.”

“Ahh, ahh,” Jongho tutted softly, shaking his head, the palm of his hand pressing against the small of your back, his dark eyes gleaming. “No numbers, Y/N.”

“No numbers,” you repeated gently, a delightful shiver going up your spine, the ding of the elevator reminding you of where you were currently, and where you would be going very soon. Your eyes began to gleam as well. “Except when I count for you. Right, sir?”

Jongho jingled his little teddy bear key chain around in his hand, his lips curling upwards. “Precisely, kitty cat.”

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spidernuggets · 15 days

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Hi! First time requeating something and i hope i’m doinv it right, but if you want could you write Reader meeting Jason’s family? Like, titans + bruce and his siblings? Ans Reader is nervous cause she doesn’t know how they’ll react to her and she wants to make a good impression and she’s anxious n stuff? Tysm! 🩷🩷

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

OH MY DAYSSS, your first time requesting?!?! And you picked lil ol' me?!?! Got me blushing and kicking my feet. ANYWAYS, i hope this fic brings you justice to your request. If you don't mind, I'll split it into two, half for Titans, other for Batfam!!

BATFAM (based on WFA):

You were pacing around the steps of Wayne Manor. Jason wanted to bring you up to the manor with him, but he wanted to make sure all his siblings and Bruce stayed in check before you arrived. In all honesty, he was more concerned about his family's behaviour rather than yours. He also doesn't really care what his family thinks of you. If they don't like you, screw it. He'd pick you up, throw you into a plane, and move to a beautiful island with you.

You were biting your nails, but then realised that you were standing in front of the richest man's, let alone Batman's house, and biting your nails might make you look bad for Jason. Then you looked at your nails. The polish was chipped, and your nails were jagged. And your skin seemed dry. God, no, now they were sweating?!

One little thought led to another. How did your outfit look? Shit, is it creased? Is that a stain? Maybe you should've worn something more formal, more expensive, perhaps.

Your body moved faster than your brain could think and turned, wanting to make a run for it. But before you could take another step, a certain butler opened the doors.

"Ah! And you must be Ms. Y/n, correct?" The old man asks, a welcoming smile on his face.

Your shaking hands wiped the thin sweat away along your pants as you turned and an awkward grin on your own face. "U-uh, yeah. Yes, I am. Hi." You stammer, reaching your hand out as Alfred shakes it.

"My, you're as wonderful as Master Jason decribed you as. Come in, come in," he steps aside, letting you in.

Okay. Maybe this whole family meeting thing isn't as bad as it-

"So you're Todd's girlfriend?" A short boy who appeared out of nowhere says.

You look down on him. Thinking he'd be as nice as Alfred, you tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear, smiled and replied, "Yeah, I am. You must be Damian?"

Damian tilts his head to the side and hums. "Do you participate in any form of combat?" He asks, as if it's a normal question to ask someone you meet for the first time.

"Uhm... No.?"

"Hm. I would've thought Todd would have dated someone similar to him," the kid mutters. That statement made your knees shakier than they should have.

"Alright, scram, brat." You've never felt more relieved to have heard your boyfriend's voice. The last time you felt this relief was when you were held at gunpoint, and luckily, Jason showed up right on time.

"Tt. You were the one who wanted us to meet her," Damian scoffs.

"Yeah, and now your time is up. Thanks for letting her in, Alfred," Jason says as Alfred nods and heads off to fulfil other responsibilities, and Damian also leaves, most likely to tend to Titus. "Don't worry about Dami, sweet thing. He's like that to everyone," he kisses your forhead.

You lean against his shoulder. "But I need everyone to like me!" You complain.

He rolls his eyes. "I'm the only person who needs to like you. If no one else does, fuck them. Besides, there's literally no reason for anyone not to like you," he wraps his arm around your shoulders, guiding you to the living room where everyone was.

"Okay, everyone. This is Y/n," Jason says upon walking in. The second everyone's eyes were on you, you wanted you run away, jump out the window, have the floor swallow you whole. Anything to get you out of this situation.

You were sure there would be questions bombarding you like Damian's, like, "Are you skilled in any area of combat?", "Do you know how to use any weaponry?"

Or even questions like, "Do you really like Jason, or are you in it just for the money?", "What’s your social status?", "What’s your occupation?"

What you didn't expect was a blonde girl rushing over to you, embracing you in a warm, tight hug.

"Hi! Oh my gosh, you're Y/n! I've been dying to meet you! But Jason's been hiding you away for a while," she frowns at Jason, who was behind you. Another girl, short black hair, stood behind the blonde, waving at you with a small smile. "Oh, yeah! I'm Stephanie, that's Cassandra! You can call us Steph and Cass!" She points to Cassandra.

Jason holds onto your shoulders behind you. "Okay, okay, back off, Steph," he tries pushing you away to meet the others, but Stephaine is just so keen on meeting you.

"Ugh," Stephanie scoffs, linking your arm with hers. "Jason always was so down bad for you. He literally wouldn't stop talling about you," she says while giggling while also making you blush.

Jason flicks Stephanie's forhead. "Ow! Asshole," she mutters, letting go of you. "Anyways," she starts pointing around the room. "That's Tim, Dick, Duke, and Barbara!"

"Hello," you shyly say, waving to the group.

"So you're the girl that was able to swoon Jason," Dick got up from the couch and walked towards you. "Finally, nice you meet you. My compliments to you. You really know how to tame him," Dick smirks at Jason, who was currently shooting daggers back at his older brother.

"You sure he didn't like... pay you or anything to date him?" Tim shouts from the couch.

"Quiet, nitwit," Jason yells back.

"Behave. The both of you," a deeper voice behind you said, making you flinch.

As things were getting good, you turned and saw the man of the house, making you feel smaller than you already were. "Hi- Ahem, hello, Mr. Wayne," you squeaked, feeling the need to curtsey.

Bruce smiles down at you. "Bruce is fine, Y/n. It's a great pleasure to meet you," Bruce extends his hand out to greet you, and you hope he doesn't notice your clammy hands and shakiness as you shook his hand.

"It's great to meet you, too. All of you," you say back to the rest of the family before looking back up at Jason. He sends you a wink back, telling you that there was nothing to worry about.

A bark came from behind Bruce. He steos to the side and reveals Damian and Titus. The two walked by as Damian muttered that they might as well join the rest of the family.

Your nerves were suddenly put aside. "You have a Great Dane?" You gasped, holding your hand out to the dog. Titus slowly walks up to you, first sniffing your hand, then taking a lick, accepting your affections as you begin to pet him.

"Mm. She's an acceptable partner, Todd," Damian looks up to his older bother as he observes your encounter with his pet.

"Yeah, whatever. I wasn't even looking for your validation," Jason bites back. But deeo down, he's glad his family liked you. This meant less work of him trying to praise you if any of his family tried to criticise you or your relationship.

"So. How was that?" Jason asks, walking you out of the manor, offering to give you a ride home.

You smiled up at him. "Fun. Went better as expected."

TITANS:

He kisses the back of your hand. "Told you they'd love you, sweet thing. Not as much as I do, though."

"Nope, I don't wanna do this anymore," you say out of nowhere. You and Jason were already at the entrance of Titans Tower. And Jason being his bragging self, couldn't stop talking about his amazing, beautiful girlfriend to the rest of the Titans.

And a certain comment from Rachel, saying she doesn't believe this girlfriend he's talking about is real, Jason promised to bring you up to introduce you to everyone.

You were eager to meet everyone, but on the way to the tower, you started thinking about everyone and everything. They're all badass heroes, some wirh powers. And even those with no powers can still fight like crazy. And you were just some mundane civilian who didn't even pack a punch.

If you were a member of the Titans, you also wouldn't believe that Jason is dating the kind of person he's describing. And don't get yourself started on his ex-girlfriend.

Rose fucking Wilson.

You heard plenty of her. How she used Jason and the Titans, yet somehow is still a member?

And how she's also a badass who can use swords... And how she can't necessarily die... and how she has cool hair and an eyepatch...

Jason grabs onto your wrist. "And why not?" He asks, preventing you from walking away.

Your shoulders dramatically slump, and you pout. "They're gonna hate me! And don't say they won't, because if they don't hate me, then they'll definitely think I'm some lame person who just lies in her couch all day," you felt like you wanted to cry. You weren't sure if you were overreacting, but this isn't just some simple introduction with other people. This is meeting with Jason's teammates. A group of heroes, vigilantes, who saves lives for a living!

Jason'a gaze softens, taking into account your anxious state. "Hey," he gently calls out, brushing your hair away from your face and cradles your cheeks. "They're not gonna hate you. But, listen. If you don't want to do it, that's okay, I won't force you to," he kisses your nose. The light touch makes you giggle.

You take in a deep breath. "No, it's fine. I want to meet them."

He raises an eyebrow. "Are you sure? You don't have to-"

You hold his hands in yours, turning your face to kiss both of his rough palms before leaning into his touch. "I'm sure."

Jason leans his forhead against yours in reassurance before the two of you head up in the elevator.

You couldn't help but laugh after feigning annoyance when the elevator doors open, and the first thing Jason said was, "I told you she's real, motherfuckers!"

You noticed a green haired boy clap his hands in victory, receiving cash from a buffer guy with a superman symbol on his black shirt, and from a purple haired girl. You also noticed a thorny Rose Wilson, sitting beside the other girl, keeping a sharp eye on you, but you made it your best to avoid any form of contact with her.

Jason had an arm protectively wrapped around your waist as he walked you further into the lobby.

Dawn was the first one to walk up to you. To be honest, if you weren't head over heels for Jason, you probably would've tried swoon Dawn. (I'm sorry, she's just so pretty)

"You're Y/n?" She asks as she walks to you.

"Hi.. yeah, I am," you reply, shaking her hand.

"Aw, well. Jason told us all about you," she sends a knowing wink to Jason. If she knew Jason didn't want her to say anything to you yet, she would've told you all about how he came up to her, asking about what girls like, how to ask you out, how to plan the perfect first date, etc. But that didn't stop her from teasing and testing Jason's shyness. "He honestly couldn't stop talking about you. Especially ever since Rachel said you weren't real," she sends a look and raised eyebrow to Rachel. Rachel just rolls her eyes and smiles at the memory before turning to talk with Gar.

"Well, I can promise everyone I'm a hundred per cent real," you reply, leaning closer into Jason's hold.

"Jason, where have you bee- Oh. Are.. you the girlfriend?" A guy emerges from the hallway, walking over towards you two.

"Hi, yeah. And you're Dick?" You shake his hand, too as you introduced yourself.

"Yeah. Jason's talked a lot about you," Dick says, raising his eyebrows at his younger brother.

You couldn't stop yourself from smiling, hearing about all the times Jason has talked about you. "So I've heard."

"Well, welcome. I'd love to get to know more about you, but Jason. I need you to help me with a few things. It was nice meeting you, Y/n," Dick says before leaving, walking back where he came out from.

Jason rolls his eyes before stepping in front of you, holding your shoulders. "You gonna be okay on your own? It's only gonna be for a bit," Jason asks with concern.

You smile, holding onto his face before kissing his cheek. "I'll be fine, Jay."

He brings you in for a hug. "Ignore Rose. If she says anything, tell me, okay?" He whispers into your ear. You hum in response, kissing his shoulder before he lets go, kissing the back of your hand, and running off towards the same direction as Dick.

You were wrong. You were awkwardly standing there for a few seconds, not knowing where to go, what to do, or what to say. And from the corner of your eye, you could see Rose smirking at your current situation.

You thanked the gods when Dawn came back with Hank.

"It's Jason's girlfriend!" She almost squealed.

"Did he pay you or anything to date him?" Was the first thing Hank said. Dawn hit him against his bicep.

"Be nice," she said to him.

"Yeah, yeah," he muttered. "Nice to meet you," he says, offering you a fist bump, in which you retunred one to him.

Then, from behind them, you saw a vibrant pink haired woman. Damn, all these people have cool hair.

"Oh, you must be Y/n! I'm Kory," She doesn't hesitate to give you a welcoming hug once ciming up to you.

"Hi, yeah, I am. Cool hair," you try to say with confidence.

"Hm, Jason was right. You are sweet. And pretty," she winked. This made your heart race faster. "You want anything, sweetie? A drink? Food, snack?" She asked while walking over to the kitchen.

"Oh, no, I'm fine. Thanks." You call back out to her. That was a half lie. You were sort of in need of a drink. All these nerves and handshakes got your throat drying up.

Hank grunts. "You sure he didn't pay you? You're like the complete opposite of Jason Todd."

You laugh. "Yeah, he's a hot head a lot of the times."

"All the time," Hank interrupts.

"Yeah, fine. All the time," you correct yourself. "But he's actually really sweet. And real attentive too," you quietly admit, knowing Hank probably wouldn't let Jason hear the end of it.

Hank nods in surprise. "Well, maybe he isn't such an asshole. I'll still find a reason to kill him, though," he grins before walking away.

Dawn shakes her head. "He's not gonna kill him. C'mon, sit." Dawn leads you to the couch to sit on the other side of Rachel. Kory comes up, placing some snacks on the table for the others and hands you a bottle of coke as you quietly thank her.

"Rachel," Rachel introduces herself, offering her hand to shake.

You smile, "Y/n," you shake her hand.

"It's so great to meet you! I'm Gar," the green haired boy smiles. "Rach and Conner believed that Jason was lying about you being real. But thanks, because I just gained ten bucks!" He laughed, waving the money around as you laughed with him.

"So, Y/n," Rose chimes. You and Rose haven't officially met, but knowing what she did to Jason made you automatically hate her. "How did you and Jason meet?"

It was an innocent question that the rest would probably like to know. So you didn't show any signs of disliking yet.

"Oh, uhm, we met at the store I work at-"

"What store?" She interrupts, making a nerve inside you twitch.

"Uhm, a book store. It's also a cafe. I own it," you meekly reply while still maintaining your posture.

"Oh. You know, for a person dating Jason, I expected another vigilante. Or, y'know. Somewhere along the lines," she smirks.

You shrug. "Mm, well. Jason's a bookworm. Not a lot of people know that," you feign an innocent smile to Rose.

"Oh yeah. He told me some stuff about theatre and how he was quite a theatre nerd himself-"

"Thespians. He likes them to be called thespians." You interrupt her. Your shaken nervers were replaced by spite, wanting to put Rose in her place.

"So," Gar tries to break off any possible dispute. "Y/n, how long have you and Jason been dating?"

"Uhm.." You pretend to give it some thought, wanting it to seem like a longer time than Rose anticipated. "Six? Reaching up to seven months now," you reply, knowing that Rose and Jason only lasted less than a month.

You mentally punch the air in victory as Rose rolls her eye and gets up from the couch and leaves, saying she's getting herself coffee.

At the same time, Jason comes back with Dick, sending him a couple of scoffs and glares after saying, "He took too much time from him away from his girl."

"Seriously," Rachel says, scooching closer to you, "What do you see in that guy?" She quietly and genuinely asks, since all her previous encounters with Jason weren't really sunshine and rainbows.

You smile to yourself and look over the couch, watching Jason flip Hank off for no reason, your smile growing wider. "He makes me laugh," you replied.

"So? Wasn't so bad, was it?" Jason asks as the two of you walk out of the tower, ready to go home. His arm is laying around your shoulders as your head lays onto his own.

You hum in response. "They're really nice."

He kisses the crown of your head. "What about Rose? She give you any trouble?" He asks with genuine worry.

"Nothing I can't handle," you smile up at him, kissing his chin.

"That's my girl," he says back, pulling you closer, capturing your lips against his.

You guys see what i did there... at the end... was the reference obvious...

HOPE U ENJOYED, ANON!!

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reo comforting reader after nagi neglects her?

I CAN BE A BETTER MAN

featuring. Mikage Reo !!

info; you've been dating Nagi for a while, and he's starting to neglect your relationship. So, you went to his and your bestfriend, Mikage Reo for comfort.

cw. brief mentions of nagi, protected sex, vaginal penetration, the usual sexual stuff, cheating, afab!reader :x

wc. 2.6k+ >0<

note; aaaaa 'm sorry this took so long TT

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

you felt frustrated. Your own boyfriend, Nagi, was neglecting you. Honestly, his games, laziness, soccer career, have never been a problem in you and his relationship. You always found a way to at least sneak in his busy schedule, and once he gets home, you make sure he's treated well and you give him a lot of affection, asking him about his day, letting him rest on your chest or thighs, and combing his hair as he plays video games.

But somehow, as things went on, Nagi started neglecting you. He started to become more distant, focusing on his career, coming home later than usual, ignoring you and just going straight to bed after taking a bath, and over all just not acknowledging your presence. This went on for weeks. It started out when he came home silent, no remarks whatsoever about his game, and when you asked him if he's okay since he usually would make comments like 'today was such a pain.' or tell you something that happened in the locker rooms, but today he just said “I'm tired” and didn't bat a word after. This continued on for weeks, and you didn't know what to do.

That was when you called on his best friend, Mikage Reo. Reo always had the solution to your problems, whether it be in your social or private life. You two met up at a convenience store, near his luxurious building. “so, what's the problem with Seishiro this time?” Reo asked, opening the can of his soda. “Let me guess, he's neglecting you again?” Reo pushed further, and you fell upon silence. Reo hit the bullseye, and that gave him the signal that it was a 'yes.', after all, silence means yes. “geez, you two always have the same problem every time.” he sighed, resting his head down on the table and taking a peek at you, your expression neutral as you viewed the city life from the clear wall of the store. You didn't know what to do. Your mind swirled with dozens of thoughts. You had always loved Seishiro, and you weren't just going to give up on him like that. You're patient enough to wait for him, but it's getting pretty tiring now. You were growing tired of his behavior, of him giving you tons of love and care, treating you like a princess just a few days ago and then turning back into some nonchalant guy you could hardly recognize.

“What should I do, Reo?” you tilted your head down, looking at Reo who was resting and staring at you in silence. His eyes contained a thousand thoughts. “The usual, just talk to him, ms. Y/N.” he answers, a sigh following afterwards. You lost count on how many times you came to Reo for advice with his best friend. Reo always knew what to do with Nagi, as he knew Nagi the best. “But how do I do that if he doesn't even talk to me? He doesn't even look at me..” you muttered, frustration present in your voice. Seishiro wouldn't even spare a glance at you once he gets home. You were beginning to worry as you talked to Reo, your face slowly showing signs of discomfort. You're frustrated, really.

“I think we should take this to my room,” Reo got up, standing and fixing his posture. “You look like you're about to cry any time soon, Y/n.” he looked back at you, sending a soft smile before extending his hand for you to grab. You took his hand and stood up from your seat, leading you all the way back to his luxurious building that you thanked was just nearby the convenience store. He led you up to his room, which allowed you to lower your guard. You sat down on the fluffy king sized bed in his room, and sighing heavily.

“Can I cry, Reo?” you looked up to him. Your expression showed how pent up and frustrated you really are with Nagi. You were about to crumble soon, and you just really couldn't help it anymore. Reo sat beside you, and nodded. "Well, it can't be helped." He muttered, pulling you closely in his arms and you started to cry. Tears streamed down your face, you were so frustrated with Nagi that you don't know what to do anymore. What went wrong? What was the problem? Tons of questions lingered at the back of your head. It felt horrible to be like this. It felt horrible that Nagi could shut you out so quickly without even saying anything. You were beginning to grow tired.

"Hey.. I know this isn't really a proper solution but," Reo gulped before continuing his sentence. "But.. maybe you two should break up."

Break up? what? That was the least thing you'd expect from Reo. Reo had always been supportive of you and Nagi's relationship, so why.. so why is he suggesting this? "What..?" You looked up to him, teary doe eyes staring at his purple irises. "I can't bear seeing you cry again and again over the same guy." He murmured, stroking your hair from the back. "Do you have any idea on how much pain you're enduring right now?" Reo questioned, and you paused. Stopping your tears as you remained silent, what was Reo on? What does he mean? Your deep thoughts were stopped as Reo pushed you on the bed, towering over you with both of his hands on the side of your head. "You deserve better than Nagi." He stated, the tone of his voice being stern, and those words rang inside your head a dozen of times, it took you quite a few minutes to register his words and to understand it. "What.. what are you saying, Reo?" You probed. You were curious why he was saying this, has he finally had enough of you and Nagi's problems? You never thought Reo would be the type to be like this.

"Come on. Nagi's worthy of many things, but he's not worthy of you." He hissed, looking away from you as he sat back down, and you fixed your posture, your back straightening up as you sat right in front of him. "He's always.. neglecting you, I don't think he's fit to be your boyfriend." Reo continued further, as he leaned in, grabbing both of your cheeks. Your irises widened in shock of what Reo was doing, but you didn't want him to stop. You had to get a grip of reality, and stop trying so hard to fix something that really can't be fixed. "Please, Y/n.. find a better man." He pleaded, his voice sounded sincere and desperate. But you didn't know where to find a better man. Nagi has always been your ideal, and you've liked him since forever. "How do I find a better man, Reo?" You queried, unsure of what he'll say next. "I'm a better man, Y/n." He blurted out, before pulling you into a kiss.

A kiss that caught you off guard, you didn't expect this from Reo, at all. And nonetheless, this was also wrong. You and Nagi were still dating, but why.. why do Reo's lips being on yours feel so good? You pulled away, looking away from his gaze. "This.. this is wrong, Reo." you uttered out, your hands fisting on the bed sheets. "Please, Y/n. I'll prove to you," he hushed you, cupping your cheeks once more before pulling you back again into a kiss. "that im," kiss. "a better," another kiss. "a better man." he pulled away, looking at you. His eyes didn't leave your face, not one bit. Admiring your features and pressing his thumb on your cheek.

"okay, y/n? would you let me?" He asked, a sincere smile filled with mischief and desire was given to you. And you couldn't possibly refuse Reo like that. You wanted to, really, but somehow, you wanted this. You felt frustrated with Nagi, so maybe, Reo could help. It took you a few seconds before giving him the signal that he could proceed. "fine, just.. just this once." you consented, and he's quick to tug on your blouse, unbuttoning it and exposing your chest, your bra blocking view on your bare boobs. You tossed your blouse away, and Reo quickly unclasped your bra from behind and discarded it, having a full view of your bare tits. You leaned back on his bed, your hands slightly covering your face. You were embarrassed to have Reo see you in this state, to see you in a vulnerable state. "Don't hide your face away from me," he grabbed your hand, pushing it away softly and giving you a smile. "You look so pretty right now." He assured you, before sucking on your areola. His hand played with your other boob, giving it a massage. You placed your hand on top of his head, stroking his purple hair as pants and whines left your mouth. He would teasingly bite on your nipple, and you would whine in response. Reo did this alternatively, until he's had enough fun leaving marks on your boobs. "I'll be in trouble if Nagi sees this." He chuckled, resting his head on the crook of your neck. "But that said, I think I want more from you." He added, and you felt yourself get hot from his words. His hands traveled from your waist, down to your sex. His hand toying with your clothed pussy from the fabric of your pants. "So.. would ya let me?" He looked up to you, his purple irises not leaving your face, studying your emotions. You gave him a nod, your face flushed pink and a few breaths left your lips. Your agreement to letting him in made him happy, a smirk crept up on his face. He then undressed himself, showing you the full view of his abdomen that was packed, his thighs that could literally crush you, and his massive length. You gulped down a lump in your throat and proceeded to remove the remaining clothes that kept your bare body away from his eyes. He had a cheeky grin the entire time when you removed your pants and underwear, he would've been lying if he said he never waited and begged every night for this moment. before anything could go down, he pulled on a drawer and grabbed a condom. He opened the condom with his teeth, and gosh, why was that so attractive?

He quickly figured out how to insert it, and once he did, he looked back at you again. "Are you sure you're okay with this?" He asked, wanting for your consent again. Reo wanted to hear your approval, the last thing he would want is to make you uncomfortable. This was his way of 'comforting' you. He knows you're fragile right now with your pent up emotions, so he wants to make sure you're okay. "Yes, yes.. it's okay, Reo." You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck, and giving him a soft smile. He took that as a signal to start, and slowly started going inside you. The first few inches of his dick made you wince and whimper. He was rather.. big. Although, you've taken Nagi before (who was also massive), you could never get used to this.

"Shhh, shh, it's okay, princess. Just a few more, alright?" He coos, his thumb then pressing on your clit, to loosen you up. You tried to relax yourself, and you trusted Reo on this. After a few more, he managed to fit all the way in, bottoming out. Once he's all the way in, a groan left his mouth. "There.. it's all the way in. Look, you're taking me so well." He praised you, before slowly starting to thrust in you. whimpers and moans came out from your lips, and your nails started to dig in on the back of his shoulders. "Reo.. y're.. ah!.. too big.." you moaned out, squeezing your eyes shut.

"don't look away now, dear." he coaxed, despite the fact he sounded sweet, there was still a hint of possessiveness that you couldn't explain. Regardless of that, his words still worked on you, and you forced yourself to look back at Reo, and looked down at the mess he's created on your pussy. Each thrust looked so erotic, it was such a sinful sight. But somehow, you felt cozy. You felt warm. It somehow felt right, it felt right to have your cunt filled up to the brim with Reo's cock.

Reo took note of the moans coming out of your mouth, your pleas for 'more', you seemed desperate. He wondered if Nagi has ever been this intimate with you. However, he shoved those thoughts aside, he fancied you long enough for this moment to happen. He wasn't going to let this opportunity slip away. Reo remembers how he felt before, how hard he tried to conceal his jealousy when you came to him all beaming and happy, telling him nonsense.

"Reo-Reo! Guess what, guess what!? Seishiro and I are dating!" He remembers that clearly. He remembers how you smiled back then, on how pretty you looked, but the thing is, that smile was not for him. He envied Nagi. He had always thought he would get whatever he wanted, but you proved him wrong. You chose Nagi instead of him. He was heart broken, it was bitter sweet. He never would've expected that his own best friend would get ahead of him. He was already too late to tell you his feelings. Looking back, it didn't matter now.

Those memories were pushed off, and a grin plastered on his face as he sped up his pace on thrusting at your pretty pussy. Those memories haunt him late at night, but now, no. You were here under him, being a pretty mess, moaning and crying all for him.

"You're so.. fuck, so gorgeous," he grunted, his thrusts were so fast, you ended up digging onto his skin, causing blood to fall out, but he didn't care. He wanted more of you. "Reo- too fast..! no, no, too fast..!" You moaned out, cries of pleasure coming out from you. "you can do it, sweetheart." he assured you, pulling you into a deep heated kiss. The kiss was enough for you to lose your mind, go insane over this man. Your walls tightened around his shaft, and you didn't even notice your own release overcoming you, and your walls gripped around his cock as you orgasmed. Your whole body tensing up as you tugged on deeper to Reo, a long whine of his name leaving your lips.

Reo was quick enough to follow, as the pleasure of your walls tightening around his length was enough to get him to reach his high. He groaned at the feeling, it felt so.. pleasurable. He questioned himself, how good would it feel if it wasn't for this damned condom? How good would it feel if he came inside you instead? But alas, Reo knew he had to prioritize safety first. He didn't want to ruin you and his future just for his own lustful and selfish desire.

You gasped, breathing for air. The activity made you weak, and you felt relaxed, laying your body down on his bed. Maybe this was really the comfort you needed, a good fuck from a friend. Reo pulled out, discarding the condom and throwing it away, as he cleaned you up and pressed a kiss on your cheek. "You did well." He remarked, and you giggled in response.

"You know.. if you ever feel down again, I'll be here to comfort you, okay?"

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