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ruminate88 · 8 months

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Hurricane Andrew

This whole time I had believed Andrew was “normal” that there were no personality or mental issues. I had believed he was just like me. Believed he was capable of attachment, love, feelings and being honest with me. YET, there was so much confusion and frustration surrounding him. I had already spent a summer and now almost three months in an actual “relationship” with him all to be bread-crumbed still and manipulated into becoming obsessed with him and his opinions of me. I was overly obsessed with getting his approval and would think long and hard before texting him back. I couldn’t just be myself and say whatever I wanted. I did not understand that’s what was happening, I felt like he was a celebrity. Andrew seemingly appeared very popular at his school and on social media. I couldn’t understand why he’d even talk to me at all and did he really want a relationship with me?? Almost seemed too unreal for me.

Andrew’s sudden interest in me after new years only made me more hopeful!!! Slowly Andrew began to “love-bomb me” again. January 3rd 2015, on a Friday night, something happened between us. We were talking and “sexting” as usual accept Andrew opened up to me and expressed feelings to me he hadn’t expressed before. It’s almost like he had to realign me after how shaky he made me on Christmas, so he made me truly believe we were falling in love. I was higher than a kite and didn’t see how I could return to planet earth. Andrew became super romantic towards me and suddenly was showing me so much attention.

Something I didn’t realize is, manipulators do something called “Intermittent Reinforcement” where they randomly show you love and attention but then ignore you again. Andrew had to start doing this in order to keep me from being too shaky and walking away. I had my doubts on Christmas Day but new years, I was a new woman. I was falling so very hard for Andrew. He went back to school but didn’t change!! He continued to message me a lot more than he had been leading up to that point. Andrew was being so romantic and lovey-dovey. I didn’t recognize him but I didn’t care. I was so happy and over the moon for his new found romantic behavior!!

Andrew would text me “good morning baby 😘” and also send me a Snapchat from his shower, saying he’s tired and wants to “take me back to bed.” Then would snap me from his class, then snap me on his walk back to the apartment, snap me pics of his “homework” and tell me how he just wanted to nap with me and didn’t care about his work. Then he would talk about cuddling me in his bed and make me feel like I had died and gone to heaven!! Andrew was just being so crazy romantic to me!!

It all lasted for awhile but wasn’t perfect. He still was in a fraternity and he was an ambassador for his college. He would have to be in “meetings” so I did have to spend some time away from him but I was still super hopeful. I didn’t want his new found interest in me to go away but nothing last forever. The romantic attention would slow down then pick back up, then slow down… it was not consistent.

I was also confused as to one day he snapped me while walking from class and says, “babe I really need you here!! I wish you could just come here!” I asked what was wrong and he told me “he just found out his grandma died” OKAY but never saw him with tears, never heard about a funeral or thought he was that much upset after that snap. It was so weird and bizarre!! I tried to “comfort” him and be there but it didn’t make sense. I stupidly believed him though because he had been so romantic towards me, I wanted so bad to trust him!!

One morning we talked about wanting to “actually be together” so I asked him was he ready to tell our parents about our relationship and he said “we need to meet each other first and know each other a little better first.” UGH soooo I found out a Maroon 5 concert was going on at his school campus. I got brave and asked him to go with me to the concert and finally meet in person!!! My heart was racing and I thought I would be sick. OF COURSE Andrew had an excuse… said to me, “that sounds so fun but I just feel now isn’t a goood time for me. I have so much going on with school and my parents are so strict on me to do well in school, I really need to focus.” HOWEVER, he was texting me and snap chatting me that very night from a fraternity party…. How could his parents be so strict on him not to go to a concert yet he’s at a party?? I JUST KNEW he was lying to me and hiding stuff from me but I was afraid to admit it or accept it. It just hurt me too bad because he had been so romantic and even talked about us “being together” so then how could he not want to meet??? (His actions was not matching his words and that’s manipulation in itself)

His birthday came in January too of 2015 and he had actually been doing better towards me. Texting me more and being more present with me even though he wouldn’t meet me yet but still sometimes would quit responding to me. I recall waiting up till midnight to wish him a happy birthday, hoping to shower him with love and make him feel special. I also wanted him to give me anything. He had been giving me so little I just didn’t understand how to change the situation. I wished him happy birthday and he thanked me but acted incredibly weird. I was only trying to make his day “special” but at some point he actually said, “I just don’t feel good and I’m home busy with my family.” Wow…. Okay?!! I was confused and bothered with that. Andrew ignored me the whole day of his birthday and refused to tell me any gifts he wanted or tell me what his birthday plans were. I was just overly concerned at this weird behavior but again I was super attached and invested plus he still called me “babe” when we talked. Never called me by my real name. I wondered many a days did he even know or remember my real name???

As I recall weird situations like this, the timeline is fuzzy for me and confusing but I’ve slowly been putting the pieces together even all these years later!! Also I never understood someone like Andrew, has many boundaries and is controlling/dominating against you but hates when you create boundaries against them. It not only hurts their opinions of you but turns them off!!! One night Andrew and I were “sexting” and in the heat of our words and sending nudes, he typed in something very disrespectful towards me!! He was saying something he would “do to me” but it was something gross and aggressive. He has always always been so “lovey-dovey” he had never said such a pornographic and disgusting thing to me before… I immediately texted back that I was grossed out by what he said and felt like a toy. I told him I was NOT interested in ever trying that with him and was bothered and upset he ever said it… I remember for the first time, I IGNORED HIM! I was so frustrated and confused. It was hard not to text him but I had to stand up for myself!! I couldn’t let him treat me that way!! Not even 45 mins went by and he texted me apologizing for what he said and promised me he would never do that to me… I actually told him, “it’s okay but if you abuse me, you’ll lose me ✌🏻” (wow I had NO idea what I was even saying)

of course my ability to stand up for myself affected Andrew’s opinion of me and he no longer saw me as “the perfect supply” willing to do anything for him… that’s sad!!! He changed and by Valentines, he was cold! 🥺 I had been so excited and hopeful for v-day prior to this but could sense a major shift in our relationship. Andrew definitely pulled away!!!

On v-day of 2015, he’s snap chatting me, sitting on his bed, with his headset on, playing video games. I asked him “what is your plans for v-day” AND he cried to me saying “I never get time to myself. I’m always studying and doing homework. I just want a break!!” Said he’s spent so much time with me, he just wants to play his games… I was majorly let down and disappointed! I continued to Snapchat him desperately trying to make sense and hope he’s still “interested in me”. He did flirt with me on Snapchat but was still playing his video games and making me feel crazy like he doesn’t love me yet he’s flirting with me so he does love me but he’s not making v-day special at all. I was afraid to speak up and say how I really felt and sensed he was somewhat cold towards me and I didn’t want to lose him.

Eventually Andrew had stopped responding to me on Snapchat and KiK. I laid awake till 3AM waiting and waiting for him to respond to me. I felt so sad and hurt that v-day was over and my bf was playing video games, so distant and not super romantic with me. I finally fell asleep so sad but when I woke up, he had texted me “good morning babe. How did you sleep?” WHAT?!!! I told him I didn’t sleep good that I was up late AND he tells me “I didn’t sleep at all. I got sick to my stomach and was up all night in the bathroom!!!” Okay… what??? When he stopped responding, he had been playing video games in his room. I was beyond frustrated and confused. Andrew has always told me prior to that whenever he got sick. Why wouldn’t he tell me now???

so I confronted Andrew and told him I waited up till 3am for his response and why didn’t he tell me he got sick????? (When he has always told me before if he was sick or not) He claimed it was cuz it was his stomach and he was in the bathroom all night… (said he was embarrassed) also said sorry for making me wait up for him but ok… I just KNEW he was lying to me. I tried so hard to push myself to accept his answer and trust him but I just knew he lied and wasn’t sick. I knew he was probably talking to other girls too it didn’t sit well with me but I was afraid to lose him so I took his word and tried to act “normal” with him but I just felt a shift between us and felt he was slowly turning cold towards me.

THEN CAME THE “DEVALUATION PHASE”…

#emotional abuse #narcissistic abuse #self healing #unpacking #my story #self awareness #healingjourney #narcissism #online relationships #bpd #heartbreak #intermittenreinforcement #devaluation #manipulation #manipulation tactics

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livingwithlosingyou · 2 years

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Living with Losing You - 11/6/2022

LAZY SUNDAY. BUT!!!! I ANNOUNCED THE LLC!!! AND IT WAS NYC MARATHON DAY!

Redefine Recovery, LLC. I am so proud.

This mostly lazy Sunday was much needed. Today’s blog will likely be fairly short because I (for once) didn’t leave the house much. BUT, I will dive into the LLC more later on.

I woke up feeling like I got hit by a bus. That was less than ideal. As I woke up though and started moving around, I felt better. I ended up taking Sadie on a 2-ish mile walk, and then coming back and picking up a bit. Whatever I was unable to get done I plan to get done tomorrow. It was just driving me crazy how unorganized this apartment was. Ironically, car is super messy but the apartment I am almost OCD.

I ordered PS and walked to grab that once I was basically done cleaning for the day. I ate around, ate that, and then ended up just sitting on the couch and hanging out. I gave Sadie and Latte both treats today for being the “goodest”, so they were happy campers. At one point I was sitting in your old chair and snuggling with Latte, and cuddled with Sadie / took a nap on the couch for over an hour. I ate my left over Jersey Mike’s for lunch, and had an ice cream cone.

Okay, I really wanna dive into the marathon and LLC for a second. I am beyond grateful for Sean and what he did today. My heart was heaving and full at the same time. Such a beautiful sentiment that meant the world to your family and I. I will post some pics that your dad send me since he was able to attend in person with Ponch (can’t remember his full name but you loved living with him). Just was so glad that he was able to go and support Sean. He raised almost $15k towards suicide prevention. Incredible.

I felt very inspired today (besides feeling very tired and sick as well). I got the LLC officially approved last week, but wasn't sure when I wanted it announce it. Well, no time is better than the present, right? I decided to make some videos explaining the LLC, and a little background as to why it came to fruition. I also made a post on the page itself, and shared this on my social media. This was honestly such a mix of nerve-wrecking and exciting. I am sure there will be people who will be nay-sayers, but honestly, I have a huge heart for this. I would much rather try and fail than not try and wonder. I do believe that I can make a difference, I feel it deep in my soul, like it’s a calling. Everything I have gone through has led me to this point. Beauty from the ashes. Peace in the abandonment. I am on a mission to do good.

Most of the feedback that I received was so supportive and kind. I feel so grateful to be surrounding by a supportive community of people who believe in me and see my heart. And to the people who are unsure of this decision, I haven’t been so sure of something in a very long time. The only people in this world who actually make a change are the ones who are crazy enough to believe that they can. Hi, I am crazy.

You would be so proud. You really would be. I wish that I could have helped you more, but at the same time, I helped you as much as I could have. Some might argue even more than I should have. The natural guilt settles in often. When it does, I try to remember the things you said to me, and how you were always so grateful for my unconditional love. You said I was the best thing to ever happen to you. It’s hard. I know that I alone couldn’t be enough to make you stay, and I hate that you felt like you needed to go.

This was our legacy, Redefine Recovery, LLC. This was what you left, and this is what I promised you I would continue. You wanted to help people, and you are. James, you are saving lives. You are making a difference. I wish it was in a different way, but you have impacted so many lives.

Man, how much I love you.

Even in the moments that were so tough, so challenging, loving you came so easily to me. You were such a light. Everyone saw it. Even though it flickered at times, you always had it in you. I want to make sure other people see that in themselves, that light. That future. The possibilities. I want people to feel heard. Supported. Loved when they feel the most unlovable.

Thank you for choosing me. Thank you for loving me. I read something that said “If you wish to love me still, when I leave, you can, by loving life, by loving all that is life, by loving yourself most of all, the way that I loved you, for now that I cannot, you must”. I felt that.

Oh - I officially have that meeting with Release Recovery in NYC in t-minus one month. WOW. God is good. I have a lot of work to do. The future is bright. <3.

Rest in Peace, James Burton Nichols

10/1/1993 - 7/16/2022

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midnightmisadventures · 2 years

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HAHAHA guys im LIVINGGGGG I got my alpha dream lmaoooo

I honestly am dying like what a funny life to live. I-, as you all know i got drunk and followed alpha last night. Put his government on the TL like an idiot.

Earlier today he accepted me and followed me back and it....was overall underwhelming. Which duh it should be, I DONT HAVE ANY FEELINGS FOR ALPHA. Like not even sexual at this point idk...like its not there. But the biggest thing is that, fucking mk, lenina crowne herself was all over the page. I was like fuck, the reason this was supposed to be fun and silly was that i thought he was single. Like i had no idea they were STILL together are you kidding me?

And yea here I am scrolling through pics of them being hot and intensely making out and being the barbie and ken we all remember them to be. And nothing. No emotion, no stomach drops. Happy 4 them! Hope they are great lmao. Its so crazy how a pic of them on my timeline 5 years ago today would make me sob. But i was like, im cured yall

From september 4, 2018 to today. I finally did it, not you not ever. I mean talk about detaching.

Anyways, it was whatever, now we follow eachother. We'll see if he unfollows after he jerks off like last time. But i take a midday nap, and i get my FUCKING alpha dream bitches. Uni said ask and u shall recieveeeeeeee hahaha im so weak.

It was a classic chip party. All of florida was there, extended family, lots of dogs. In my dreams lately ive been like "late" to get ready. Like people are arriving and im like omg, i need to change into my outfit, my hairs a mess, give me 15mins. So that was sort of happening here. Guests were arriving and I was trying to run upstairs before people saw me. And.....apparently i invited alpha?? for line fun?? but i didnt think he would come and also no other of my friends or like people my age or from highschool showed up. Like it was supposed to be like a throw away invite for the drama and ehhh if he shows up he can talk to other people he knows. But i NEVER expected him to show up and i DIDNT think no one else would be there??

But it wasnt awkward that....more of my friends werent there. Like it wasnt like "ha ha ur a loser" embarrassing. Alpha was chillin, the big deal was that we hadnt seen eachother in forever, and now he was in my house and he was just making me nervous like i didnt wanna talk to him.

So , lots was going on. Also he brought lenina? So again, wasnt super weird but i just all in all didnt feel like talking to Alpha and lenina haha sue me. But whatever, suddenly i start seeing him make eye contact with me and rounding corners like looking at me, and no lenina. So im like....okay idk where the gf is but he's obviously trying to....give looks, as me 5 yrs ago would say. And i was like okay well, i am the only one here who is his age and not my family i should probably talk to him since i invited him.

So i was in the pantry in the chip kitchen and he just comes to the side of the table and just sits down legs spread, facing me not saying anything. Black tshirt.....most likely grey sweats. Which isnt a coincidence that hyfr was wearing that too but i'll get to that.

So i was like, ugh i have to bite the bullet and talk to him, and i still wasnt dressed. But he was sitting right next to me on purpose, so im like in the pantry, and i look over like "hey alpha, w-whats whats up?" like STUTTERING i literally hated myself for being nervous but he was making me nervous lmao. Like ahh stop.

I was like "how have you been??" like genuinely acknowledging that i havent seen him in forever and i have no idea what he's been up to. And he was being very alpha and coy and sly smiled, but then he opened his mouth lmaooo.

Tell me how this man says, "honestly i've just been pretty stoned a lot"

UHHMMM WHAT. Tell me whats weirder, hyfr trying to convince me via dream that he's into big brother or alpha via dream trying to convince me he's a STONER. Like the walking tight assed ken doll. Mr, "thats pretty bad" smoking weed aLL tHe TiMe like bull shit, Liam you keep slipping up that its just actually you.

Its so funny to me, that Liam is impersonating all of my exes via dream and doesnt actually know anything about them....so he's filling the blanks, but in doing so he exposes himself. Cause MAYBE i can believe that hyfr is like?? into bb? but no one is gonna convince me that alpha is some heavy stoner. Also the black tee and grey sweats is the last thing i saw Liam in so its absolutely not a coincidence.

Anyway, rightfully so i'm like "wait reallllyyyyyyyyy" like kinda turned on haha i was so shocked but i was like okayyy alpha the stoner like lets go smoke babe thats hot. And i was so shocked so i started asking like "did you smoke in high school or did u start after highschool?" basically like tell me more. And he started trying to explain, and i dropped what i was doing in the pantry and gave him my full attention and we were sorta being flirty, but he kept trying t talk, but over in the den my dad and erikka were having this deep discussion and i was overhearing it, and they were talking about eating, and ed, and stuff that couldve easily been directed to me but i was like so confused like is erikka having eating issues? so i kept trying to eavesdrop and was getting distracted.

And then i would turn back to alpha and be like "im so sorry can you say that again, i was distracted by my sister" and he'd be like "yea so..." and start talking again. By the way he's sitting on a stool and im in front of him, but over and over i kept getting distracted about what erikka and dad were talking about. Like they were talking about how much she was eating in a day and what her appetite was like, and i mean obv that relates to me in someway so idk.

But....somehow, alpha also overheard and was like wait maybe i shouldnt be talking about how much weed i smoke/you smoke in front of your dad and your sister bc that plays into appetite and i gues he was trying to be sensitive but also in a silly way so he was like "nevermind, i should have never brought it up"

and i was like "no no no lmao you can keep going" and we were giggling. and he was just like "no, it seems like a touchy subject i wont-"

So then i was laughing, so i playfully touched his arm with my shoulder and it wasnt a big deal but i felt him flinch like- uhhh woops dont do that. Like he didnt say anything but i felt him flinch a little. And i was thinking in my head like.....is it bc he has a gf i didnt think that was that weird.

So then im like leaving upstairs to go get ready and im like "okay okay alpha we're continuing this conversation later, im serious, im gonna come find you in a few and we're talking about this" like being jokey and cute and he was like "uh huh okay lol"

And i ran upstairs to get ready.

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humanuser0613 · 2 years

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Let's Discuss:

Jikookers - Are We Conspiracy Theorists Too?

I read this article and just wanted to discuss the topic in a very open and straightforward manner.

LET'S GET IT! 🤸🏻‍♀️

(also, grab a seat cause it's long)

Short answer: we're not immune to crackpot theories, but jikookers are not, for the most part, conspiracy theorists.

Example of a "crazy" theory: JK posted this pic on Twitter because the Brazilian model proposed to Jimin online.

JK posted or he asked Tae to post again (as Tae had already posted earlier) the picture and this is assumed because Jimin didn't use his hashtag.

And why is this theory crazy?

1) We don't know who posted the picture - it could have been JM, but he just forgot his hashtag

2) Can anyone confirm that the guys even saw the news of the model asking JM to marry her? Can anyone confirm that if one of them saw the news that it was relayed to JK?

3) So we also ultimately don't know why the pictures were posted other than it's typically what the members do for ARMY from time to time. Which isn't out of the norm for them.

And why isn't this theory a conspiracy theory?

Read on to find out 👇👇👇

What's the basic of a conspiracy theory and how come jikookers don't fit?

A conspiracy theory is how an event, sometimes large, sometimes small, gets explained. There are usually sinister forces at work to cover up the true explanation, which isn't the explanation that's already been given. Hence the reason it is a conspiracy.

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The definition of conspiracy being about secret plotting by a group to do some deed, likely illegal or unethical.

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And a theory is how you explain the world around you. Usually you use facts to create a theory. And you use your 5 senses to observe those facts so they're based in reality.

In the instance of conspiracy theorists, they use the absence of facts as their proof and make up explanations to disregard or explain away actual facts. It is based more on emotions than on observable facts. 🚨 It's used to confirm already existing worldviews instead of adjusting worldviews to facts and reality. 🚨

(well known conspiracy theories - the government killed JFK, destroyed the World Trade Center Towers, & faked the moon landing, the earth is flat, Trump won the 2020 election)

And jikookers???

(😐 I'm getting there! Stay with me. 🥰)

We have theories that end up being right later on.

Examples:

1) JM retrieving JK from Hobi's bday vlive and lots of people joked or theorized it's because he needed to get into his hotel room or wanted to go to bed and needed (?) JK for that. Turns out JK had the room key.

Theory: JM needed JK (probably to get into the room)

Facts: JM and JK are often seen together & members talk about them being together a lot and during the vlive JK and JM mentioned being together where JM talked about napping and JK confirmed JM needed to set an alarm, JK talked about his hotel room size and JM didn't, JK had slippers and JM didn't and hotels set up the number of slippers in a room for each guest registered to the room

How: Eyes and ears used, historical data as well

2) Jimin being unable to complete his story during the Dynamite #1bb/JK bday vlive

Theory: Jimin had something else to say, but did it have to do with JK?

(and if people were saying that he wasn't allowed to finish talking...then who was it that was stopping him and why - that's where conspiracies start - as opposed to 7 men talking over each other and quickly moving to different topics because they're on a tight schedule)

Facts: Jimin was trying to say something else and this was later shown to be true during the press conference when he was able to say that he was with JK for his birthday and during this announcement

How: eyes and ears

3) Jimin flew from France to South Korea and spent time with JK on his birthday and posted the picture with some supposed birthday presents - this became a theory because Jimin had posted a video earlier of himself in France and many in the fandom doubted he was actually there for JK's birthday

Theory: Jimin spent time with JK on his birthday, and got the cake (the globe was a whole different issue because a fake account was created to purposely mislead the fandom, and jikookers, about how it was obtained; hence why older jikookers are extremely wary of twitter accounts providing info without evidence to back it up)

Facts: Jimin posted the picture, used his hashtag, later on he held a vlive on his birthday and talked about how he flew back to South Korea and went to see JK directly

Note: the cake theory remains unverified, and while Jimin has been known to prepare the cakes for the members in the past, the time constraints are obvious thus making it unlikely.

How: eyes... literally just accepted the info presented to us, and then ears when explained what happened a month later

Unverified Theories (non-exhaustive)

(Because even jikookers have a few of those)

1) The Matching Rings

Theory: Jikook bought matching rings. Bvlgari is thrown around. They're married!

What happened?: Jikook showed off these rings during 4th muster on their ring fingers. And I say showed off because there was literally no need for this move...

They were spotted in a store in Japan and some people got the backwards Bvlgari ad on the window mixed up with a store name somehow...🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

Bottom line: the rings are matching, they were showed off in front of ARMY and no, they're not Bvlgari. Based on available evidence we don't know where they're from. And they weren't bought by any fansites/fans and given to jikook. We don't know with certainty what they symbolize for jikook either. We have South Korean cultural cues that couples often get matching rings, but we also know that group members wear matching jewelry and clothes.

2) Valentine's Day post

Theory: Jikook are boyfriends because they posted on Valentine's Day wearing matching jackets.

Bottom line: This is part of couple culture in South Korea. But the 'boyfriends' part is unconfirmed.

3) Namchin

Theory: jikook basically confirmed their boyfriend status at MMA 2018 with their Gucci clothes and hot looks and the lip reading k-ARMY did

Bottom line: lip reading isn't always accurate, but JK did flash a finger heart to JM and JM did blow JK a kiss and they were photographed leaning into each other when they sat near each other...and the conversation they had might have appeared intense and interesting to onlookers with JM pointing to himself and then JK thus indicating something between them, the whispering in JM's ear that JK did and then JK helping JM to sit down at one point... 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

4) They were separated at the airport (ignore the analysis, just watch the video and draw your own conclusions)

Theory: They weren't allowed to quarantine together upon return to South Korea from the LA PTD concerts

Bottom line: They aren't blood family, aren't married so they faced restrictions. The assumption was made that they were forced apart because Jimin was grabbed at the airport and directed to a different car, but the fact that a different car was there should be proof that the plan was always for them to travel separately. My new theory is just that Jimin forgot. Possibly he was tired. 🤷‍♀️

5) GCF Tokyo is Jimin's birthday present

Theory: JK posted on Twitter for jimin's birthday and said "it's not over yet" and then took him to Tokyo

Bottom line: JK paid for the trip, his Twitter post seemingly indicated there was more to come, and there's video documentation that they went to Tokyo, discussed it often in interviews, and a Twitter post where Jimin stated he wasn't expecting the video. Jimin also had two mini videos he created too.

Now more important than what we observe are the narratives crafted around the observations for the purposes of this blog.

🤡 That's where the sticking point is between what is a conspiracy and what isn't. 🤡

NARRATIVES

Jikooker narratives:

1) They're boyfriends

2) They can't come out officially in South Korea

3) They show us what they're comfortable showing us of their relationship and use plausible deniability to push boundaries (including skinship)

4) They engage in South Korean couple culture with consistency over a long period of time

5) They interact normally and have always been comfortable/close with each other

6) They display body language of a (long term) couple

7) They get hate for the things that would get hyped up between other pairs

8) There's content that is shown to exist that we don't get to see (sounds contradictory, but it's not...🤔...but it is probably worth a different post because BH does have some involvement here 🙃 this one is long enough)

9) Watch original content and listen to the members

10) Don't trust rumors without evidence

🚨 What's noticeably absent is the narrative that they're being forced apart; that they're puppets being controlled by a bigger and more powerful entity than themselves; that they can't tell us what they want to and are forced to lie or use secret codes/gestures to communicate with a select few 'special' people their misery or love for each other. 🚨

Does that mean they don't have their own inside communications? 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

Now in all fairness....👁️👄👁️

Here's a few theories that have circumstantial evidence, been analyzed a lot, and have been used in the jikooker community, but they may or may not have anything to do with jikook together as opposed to them individually:

1) 13

2) 1:23

3) vlives where they may or may not have been together 👀👀

4) Jimin is ARMY (something he's stated before)

5) The members teasing JK using JM (probably worth another post 😔✊)

6) Using Twitter posts to talk to each other or even supporting ARMY as is the belief after "kiss mark" trended in SK just before NJ's bday (this is the one time I kinda believe they acknowledged something about themselves to ARMY)

Even with these theories we still don't have any sort of secret cabal doing their level best to keep the truth under wraps and presenting a fictitious version of events to distract everyone else but the chosen few that see through their lies. Jikook are still in control of their own actions and responses. And jikookers are just observing and occasionally making connections to other historical data they've provided.

To sum up: jikook are the agents of the information they show or withhold in content. There's no evil 3rd party promoting a deceptive truth to hide the real truth about jikook. The information obtained from the members is the information used to come to the basis of the belief that jikookers hold that they are dating or are more than likely dating.

Jikookers aren't conspiracy theorists (but it doesn't mean we can't be delulu 🤸‍♀️). There's also no need for jikookers to spread hate to any of the members. They're all friends. They can navigate and set their own boundaries in their relationships. And frankly, our brains aren't wired to see anyone as an obstacle between jikook....our "reality" or "worldview" doesn't need those mental contortions to continue to make sense to us. They aren't trained to see anything as a threat to a relationship that we don't always see, but what we do see of it, it is calm, loving, fun, they take care of each other's emotional needs and they're still always together behind the scenes. They've provided enough for us to generally trust we'll eventually always see them jikooking happily, even during times where we aren't seeing them be active in real time. Besides, we're more likely to think South Korea needs to come into the 21st century and protect the human rights of all their citizens.

Are there jikookers who could be conspiracy theorists? I do suppose it's possible. The world is large and everyone is different, with different capabilities and backgrounds. They would have been radicalized/broken down by something or someone else though before becoming a jikooker. Conspiracy thinking requires a bit of indoctrination to learn how to turn the rational parts of the brain off and disconnect the ability to take in new information and adjust opinions and also the regulation of appropriate emotions to stimuli.

So I'll caution jikookers to watch that the community doesn't become an echo chamber, that if people are struggling with regulating their thoughts and emotions around jikook and BTS that they're encouraged to take a break from it and gain some outside perspectives (just like people in cults need to completely disconnect in order to deprogram their brains), and that original information continues to be what is used to distinguish fact from fiction.

Happy Jikooking! 💜

(I'll just post this and make edits as discussion progresses or I think of other things)

#jikook #jm #jk #jimin #jungkook #jikookers #a discussion #let's talk #chime in #mingguk #kookmin

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iguessweallcrazyithinktho · 3 years

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𝑺𝒆𝒙 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆

Summary: I feel like Harry would buy/own a private beach and just take y/n out there just for some privacy from the world also take nude photos of y/n - concept from @harrywritingsbyme

Genre: fluff, NSFW

Warning: fingering, oral, nude photo, private Beach yeah

Pairing: harry styles x reader, Rich! Harry

Word count: 4k

This contains smuts ok

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"where here." You announced plopping down onto the king size bed. Harry chuckled as he sat down your suitcases. You looked over at him with a smile. "So this is where we'll be for the week."

Harry nodded, "yep." He walked over to the window looking out at the clear blue ocean that was crashing against the shoreline. This was Your very own beach that harry had gotten just for the two of you. Even tho you had begged him not to, he still dead. At first you were pissed at the idea of having a large chunk of ocean to yourself, but after coming here a couple of times, you loved it. You were able to parade around nude, able to be as crazy and Loud as you wanted, it's was the life and you no longer felt bad about the private beach.

You walked over to harry wrapping your arms around his neck. You placed a kiss on his cheek before you rested your head on his shoulder. "Thank you for bringing us here."

Harry rested his hands onto of yours, a little smile appearing on his face showing his dimples. "Ya'welcome babe."

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It took you both an hour to get situated. Because you both had to ride on the jet, you took a 30 minutes nap while harry ran to the store for some food. When you woke up, the fridge was stocked and Harry was sitting on the couch with a beer.

"good nap, darlin'?" He asked once he noticed you. You nodded, "yeah, pretty good." You plopped down beside him, kissing his cheek. "So I was thinking maybe we can go down to the beach. Dip our toes in the sand, what do you think?"

Harry looked over at you, he smiled before muttering sure. You stood up, "I'm going to go put on my bikini, I'll be back."

"no need for that honey." Harry stood up and took your hand. "No one will see ok." You smiled laughing a little. "You're right. Well let's grab our towels and get down there.

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You and Harry made your way down to the beach. Harry packed you both a few treats, some sandwiches, strawberries, watermelon, mangos and some tea. You laid your blanket down on the sand under the shade of an umbrella. Harry Laid down beside you with a smile. "This is nice."

You laughed looking at him. "Yes it is." You turned onto your stomach looking at him still. "You know.. you can take some nude pictures of me if you want."

Harry smirked. "Ya' you want me to take some nude photos of you?" You nodded, biting your lip.

Harry reached over to the basket picking up the camera he literally brought everywhere. "Alright baby, let's get these pics!"

You stood up so harry could take some pictures. You posed with your back facing him and some where your boobs were out. Harry was egging you on, he of course loved this so much especially when your fucking naked in front of him.

"ok, I think we got enough yea'." Harry sat beck on the blanket and you followed. "Gonna keep this for personal reasons." Harry said smirking at you. You smiled, resting your head on his shoulder. "So now what should we do? Eat?"

Harry peered at you. "Yes, but I think I wanna eat something else other than what's in that basket." He kissed your cheek. You caught onto what he was saying very quickly. "Well go right ahead Mr."

You laid down and opened your legs. Harry moved so that he was between them. His emerald eyes looked up at you with so much hunger. You smiled down at him, bringing your hands to his locks.

Harry began to kiss your inner thighs making sure to go nice and slow to piss you off. You knew he loved that and he knew you hated it.

He inched closer to your pussy, you could feel his hot breath fanning it and it made you shiver. "Harry, stop with the teasing." You said throwing your head back. Harry laughed. "So impatient."

He kissed your clit softly; you moaned out, toes curling. Harry then took his tongue licking up to your clit. He moaned at your taste, he knew he could no longer hold himself back.

Harry started to suck and lick at your pussy; you moaned and shivered at the feeling of his hot wet tongue.

"harry, your mouth feels so nice." You breathed out. Harry looked up at you watching as you squirmed and arched your back off the ground. This was his favorite sight right after seeing you sitting on his face.

He brought his tongue into your cunt, you were clenched around nothing which made him Chuckle. His laugh sent a vibration to your clit making it pulse.

"fuck, I'm going to come."

"I know baby, show me how you cum yea'."

Harry didn't stop His assult. He kept going, licking and sucking until you were crying out and thrashing under him. He held you down not stopping one bit until you were pushing him away.

Harry came up and laid beside you, he grinned as he looked down at your rising and falling chest. "Good, that was a nice snack."

You opened one eye looking at your dork of a husband. He was literally fucking cheesy.

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It was around 6pm. You and Harry were in your beach house listening on the couch as the waves kept crashing on the shore. You had your wine in your hand and your legs stretched out over his legs.

Harry was busy stroking your legs, alcohol had taken over his system at this point. Not that either of you minded.

"this was a nice day. Got to go to the beach, got some pictures of ya naked, and got to eat that pussy. Yea, today was nice."

You chuckled softly. "Yeah, I enjoyed it too."

"so I was thinking we can repeat this tomorrow, but this time getting into the water." You nodded your head. "I think that's a great idea. Now let's go get some sleep before we get a little too drunk."

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The next morning you woke up to the smell of pancakes. You climbed out of bed walking to the kitchen. Harry was standing in front of the stove, he was shirtless which made the view perfect.

"good morning handsome." You said walking up to him. You wrapped your arms around him. "Good morning beautiful. Good sleep?"

You hummed softly. "Yeah. What are you making?"I'm Making some pancakes and eggs." Harry picked up a plate and started putting some finished egg's and pancakes on it. "Here you go." Harry said handing it you.

"thank you." You said, kissing his cheek. You took a seat at the table slowly eating your food. Harry sat across from you eating his food as well. You both made small talk with each other about a few things. Harry had some fun business things that he wanted to start when your trip was over.

After breakfast you both got ready, took a shower, brushed your teeth and got ready for the day. Around 11 you both were ready for your day down on the beach.

You laid on your towel soaking up the sun while harry was writing in his journal. You noticed his staring at you and after a while it became a little annoying to you.

"harry, stop staring."

"I'm sorry." He said but you know he was smiling. You took off your sunglasses and looked at him. "No you're not." Harry grinned. "Yeah you're right." You giggled. "You wanna get in the water now?"

Harry nodded. "Yes, I would love that." Harry stood up and grabbed your hand pulling you up. Till you were on your feet. You both walked over to the water waddling in. you got into it deeper and deeper until it was up to your waist.

harry had his arms wrapped around you as you both stood in the crystal clear water. He couldn't help but smile as he admired you. The best thing harry had done was fall in love with you.

You both met while harry was out shopping. You were working in retail at the time and Harry had walked into the store to escape his crazy fans. You were a fan of him yourself but you knew enough to not obsess over him.

You lead him to the back where their was another exit for him. Harry was so grateful for that, that he came back the following week it Tried to thank you. At first he tried money, but you could take it from him. Then he asked you to go on a date with him, you weren't to sure about the idea, but eventually he persuaded you and you said yes.

The rest was history. Now here you were with him, you've both been together for 6 years, 3 years married and never been more happy together.

"I wonder if there's any dolphins here." You said looking around at the water. "Mhm I don't think so." You turned back to harry pouting your lips. "Well that's sad."

You smiled, laughing. Harry smiled at the sight of yours. "It is Kinda sad, by it's alright." Harry looked out at the Small waves. "But this is beautiful enough yeah?"

You hummed, nodding. "Yeah, it's very beautiful." You leaned in kissing Harry's lips. When you pulled away harry ran his hand over your wet hair.. "You're more beautiful though."

"I know." You giggled. Harry hummed before replying, "As long as you know."

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You and Harry stayed in the water for another 20 minutes before getting out. You returned to the beach house getting yourself a snack. Harry Walked up to you wrapping his arms around you. You leaned against him swaying slightly. Harry began to kiss your neck. At first it was slow, but then his kisses became sloppy.

You moaned as you reached around and ran your fingers through his curls. Harry ran his hands over your skin until he reached your panties. He started toying with them. You began to grind on him, he grew harder by the second at your action.

Harry decided to not tease anymore, he put his long fingers Into your panties. His fingers came in contact with your clit making you shiver. He slowly began to circle over it making you moan and shutter at his touch.

"here let's put you on the counter." Harry whispered into your ear. You turned around letting him hoist you up on the couch. Harry ran his hands over your thigh as his lips landed on yours. He slipped his tongue into your mouth moaning into your mouth. He pulled off your panties, tossing them to the ground when they were all the way off. He returned hands to your clit. He rubbed harder and faster then he did before making your back arch. He slide his fingers through your fold before he found your cunt. He rested his forehead against yours before mumbling about how wet you were for him as he slipped his fingers in.

He began to plug them into you slowly. You moaned against his lips at the feeling. Harry Hand grew faster also curling. Your cunt squeezed around Harry's fingers making him chuckle. "So tight for me huh? Are you close?"

You nodded. Your breath became heavy, you started grinding against his hand. Before you knew it you were coming. Your hand gripped Harry's tattooed arm as he kept thrusting his fingers in; you were extremely sensitive and he knew it. Harry pulled his hand out. "Are you ok." He asked as he kissed you. You nodded right away, "yeah, I'm fine... I should really finish my sandwich now." You hoped off of the counter grabbing your half ate sandwich. "I'm going to finish this now." You took a bite of it before waving it in the air. . harry laughed. "Well I'm going to go take a shower while you finish your sandwich."

Harry jogged off leaving you in the kitchen. "You have fun.." your Laughed to yourself as you heard harry laughing before the door closed to the bathroom. He knew he fucked you up; this wasn't the first time he had done this to you.

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For the next three days you and Harry repeated your routine. Got ready for the day, had breakfast and went to the beach, had sex on the beach. You went to the local town a couple of times doing some shopping for some clothes and ate at a five star restaurant. By the last day you both were burnt out and very much happy with your vacation.

"I had a good time this week." You wrapped your arms around harry waist looking up at him. "Thank you for this."

Harry softly smiled at you as he looked in your eyes. "Y'welcome." He pecked your lips before you pulled away. You picked up your bag. "Now are you ready to get back to civilization?" Harry asked as he picked up your shared suitcase. "Yep, I definitely am."

Harry walked up to you. "Ok. Let's go back home."

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Ok I'm done, hope you all enjoyed

#harry styles #harry Styles smut #harry Styles x reader #harry Styles x you #harry Styles one shot #harry Styles fanfiction #harry Styles fanfic

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animeomegas · 3 years

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Heyooo how are you?? It’s been so lovely to read your stuff I never thought I would be this in love with omegaverse :) could I ask for the Naruto boys reaction to their kids taking a picture of them and their alpha sleeping? Like for example, I know you’ve said sasuke doesn’t like to cuddle his alpha to sleep but he clings to them while he sleeps and how would he react to his daughter showing him and his alpha a pic of him all cuddled up on their side? ><

(I'm great, thank you so much for asking! And yes, omegaverse is a rather strange thing objectively, but it's so much fun, so I'm glad you're enjoying it! This is so cute! I’ve just done a couple of the boys, so I hope that’s okay!)

Naruto – When his twins run up to Naruto, giggling like crazy, Naruto is a little concerned. They certainly inherited his penchant for mischief, so ominous giggling is rarely a good sign. And when they hand him a seemingly innocuous piece of card, Naruto breaks into a nervous sweat. But it’s just… a picture of him? Asleep?

The picture is him, sprawled out like a starfish on top of his mate, one of his arms smacking them in the face, his chin covered in drool. His alpha somehow remains asleep despite being crushed under their unconscious mate. Also, why is his shirt inside out?

Naruto has an initial rush of embarrassment, bopping both of the twins on the head affectionately with a ‘Why are you taking pictures of me, huh?’. But he fully appreciates the prank and honestly the picture is kinda funny/cute.

He gets the twins to sign the back of the photo noting them as the photographers and then he frames it and puts it on his dresser in his room. It makes him smile every time he sees it.

Sasuke – His daughter never knows what to get Sasuke for his birthday, he’s so hard to buy for!! But this year, she has the greatest idea ever: a big frame filled with pictures of them all! She borrows a camera from a friend and sets out to take the best photos, starting with a selfie of course. And when the academy lets out early one day, she stumbles across the perfect photo opportunity. Her parents are sleeping together on the couch, and they look so cute! She somehow manages to snap a photo without waking either of them up. On his birthday, she nervously presents her gift to her father.

The picture is him nestled into his alpha’s arms, face tucked into their neck, a hand gripped onto their top. His face is completely relaxed and his legs are tangled up with his mate’s.

As soon as he sees the photograph, the tips of Sasuke’s ears go bright red. He tries to squash down any reaction and instead gives his daughter a poke on the forehead and sincere thank you, hoping she doesn’t notice how badly she’s managed to fluster him. But the second his alpha tries to look at the photos, he snatches the frame to his chest and refuses to let them look at it.

He keeps the frame under his bed and never lets anyone else see it. He’s learnt his lesson about falling asleep in the living room. Cuddling is now a bedroom only activity haha.

Shikamaru – Well, when Shikamaru’s daughter picked up photography as a hobby, it was only a matter of time before she got one of him sleeping. He did that an awful lot, after all. He first sees the pictures of him sleeping when they come up in the photo album that his daughter is showing him.

The photo is a picture of him from their last family picnic, his head pillowed on his alpha’s stomach as they lounge together on the blanket. His eyes are shut, protecting him from the harsh rays of the sun that were falling across his face. It was a beautiful candid shot.

Shikamaru smiles when he sees the picture. His daughter is clearly very talented, and he thinks that she’s managed to capture the essence of his relationship in one moment. He brushes his finger over the picture absentmindedly, complimenting his daughter on a job well done. He leaves the photo in her album, but he definitely sneaks a look inside sometimes when she’s away, and this picture is one of his favourites.

Neji – Neji’s children are a little (read: a lot) spoiled, so when his children decide they enjoy setting up weekly play fashion runways, he buys them a camera and dutifully plays the role of paparazzi for them. Most of the time, the camera sits innocuously on a shelf in their playroom, but when Neji’s daughter stumbles across the most adorable sight upon entering her parents’ room to ask a question, she rushes the get the camera and take a picture as fast as she can.

The picture is of Neji and his alpha spooning, Neji of course being the little spoon, as always. With arms wrapped around his waist and a solid warmth to his back, Neji looks relaxed and at ease as he dozes peacefully. Neji’s alpha has their face nuzzled on top of Neji’s head, seemingly unperturbed by the mess of hair that’s managed to get everywhere.

Giggling, Neji’s daughter hands the picture to her parents the second they come downstairs from their nap. Neji’s face gives nothing away, but his alpha can feel his back tense under their hand. He’s very embarrassed! Now, Neji is an amazing parent, but he’s also a huge stick in the mud, so he turns the innocent prank into a lecture about respecting people’s privacy, especially in their own bedrooms. His mate calms him down and reassures their pup that they aren’t upset, but that they are going to confiscate the photo. (Of course, Neji’s alpha doesn’t particularly care, but they know Neji won’t be happy if their pup keeps the photo in case they show it off at school or something.)

So, the picture is confiscated… and then promptly put in Neji’s alpha’s wallet/purse for safe keeping 😉.

#omegaverse #naruto #a/b/o #omega!naruto #omega!sasuke #omega!neji #omega!shikamaru #alpha!reader #reader insert #gn reader #gender neutral reader #naruto x reader

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ohmycenchaheart · 3 years

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Okay, but I need a fic where Cha Young is sick and Vincenzo is taking care of her à la The Hating Game.

Give me a Vincenzo who is fretting as every minute passes because Cha Young hasn’t come in for work nor is she answering her phone, and Mr. Nam who is also low-key anxious, because even though Cha Young is not always the most punctual person, the only time the two lawyers come in late is if they’ve stopped by a cafe to get coffees for the three of them, and Cassano Byeonhosanim is already here in the Jipuragi office so where is Hong Byeonhosanim?

Give me a Cha Young who was so sick the night before, she forgot to charge her phone at night, and her now dead phone has some 20 missed calls from Vincenzo and Mr. Nam each.

Give me a worried Vincenzo who drives as fast as he can to Cha Young’s house; who walks in (of course he knows the code and has his own set of spare keys to her house) and is surprised to see the kitchen a mess (because Cha Young isn’t fastidious, but she does hate a messy kitchen); and who heaves a huge sigh of relief to see her bundled under her blankets when he walks into her room.

Although that relief doesn’t last long when he realises just how sick she is. Give me Vincenzo placing a cool, damp washcloth on her forehead, forcing her to take meds and holding her hair when she throws up. Give me Vincenzo gently stroking her hair, and a very feverish Cha Young softly calling out “Eomma.. Abeoji.. Cenzo..” in her sleep.

Give me Mr. Nam dropping by with an overnight bag for Vincenzo (because there’s no way he’s going to leave Cha Young’s when she’s so sick).

Give me Ms. Kwak preparing and bringing over some juk and other comfort food, because Cha Young needs to eat home cooked food, and her juk always does the trick when Yeong Ho is sick. Also, she’s not sure if Mr. Cassano can cook. And she’s pretty sure he hasn’t given a thought to his meals either.

Give me Cheol Wook, Yeon Jin and Dal Rae dropping by with some fruits. The fruits are just an excuse -- Yeon Jin looks after Cha Young while Cheol Wook and Dal Rae make sure Vincenzo finally takes a few minutes to eat something. Also, little Dal Rae is the only one who succeeds in making her godfather smile (albeit a small one) that day.

Give me Han Seo, Mr. Cho, Mr. Tak, Director Ahn and Seok Do, all calling up Vincenzo in turns and offering to drive them both to the E.R. should the need arise. Han Seo offers to get his noona the best doctors from the best hospital in Seoul and even pay for the entire VIP floor of the hospital if needed.

Give me Mi Ri and Monk Chae Shin dropping by with tea and vitamins for Cha Young and offering to do small chores around the house like tidying up the kitchen. Give me Cha Young finally feeling a little better and telling Vincenzo he doesn’t need to stay, he can go home and rest now, she’ll be alright and him looking at her with the most intense look in his eyes and the softest, most resolute No, and that’s the end of that. Give me Cha Young hobbling to the bathroom to freshen up, and stopping in her tracks when she sees the now tidied up kitchen and living room, and all the food on her dining table, courtesy the Geumga family. Give me Cha Young leaning into Vincenzo for support, who is half hugging her and reassuringly rubbing her shoulder, and her tearing up slightly, because after her Abeoji’s death she thought she would never have a family again, but times like these make her so thankful for their crazy family. Give me Vincenzo changing the sheets on her bed and opening the windows in her room to let some fresh air in, while she’s in the bathroom freshening up.

Give me Yeong Ho dropping by in the evening because of an errand Mr. Cassano asked of him as a special favour: he’s brought them bungeoppang! Give me Cha Young and Vincenzo relaxing in the living room, because Cha Young is feeling much better now and she needs a change from her bedroom. They’re both on the couch watching the latest melo drama, with Cha Young’s feet in Vincenzo’s lap, and him cutting an apple into slices for her.

And imagine the amused expressions on both their faces when their Geumga Cassano family group chat blows up because everyone is texting to check in and see how the two of them are doing. And then Vincenzo does something very unlike him: he sends them a selfie of the two of them. And then the group chat really blows up, and Cha Young can’t stop laughing. But also, aish, did you have to take a pic when I’m looking like that, huh? And imagine Soo Nam texting “just get married already, why don’t you” and immediately deleting his text. But of course everyone’s seen it. Vincenzo and Cha Young don’t mention it to each other though. Although Vincenzo is already cursing Soo Nam in his head, because he already has a plan.

Give me Cha Young falling asleep as she lays huddled to Vincenzo’s side, and him arranging a throw around her, stroking her hair and kissing the top of her head softly, and then leaning back and closing his eyes and settling for a nap himself. Give me Cha Young waking up a few mins later, and seeing this sweet, tired man finally resting, and she smiles to herself and kisses his cheek and then snuggles again into him and closes her eyes. She’s finally feeling better.

Give me Cha Young and Vincenzo having dinner a couple hours later, with him low-key fussing over her because she needs to eat more to keep her strengths up. Give me Vincenzo handing Cha Young her meds, tucking her into bed once she’s taken them while she reiterates yet again that she’s fine, and him kissing her forehead and telling her to sleep well and then settling into the bedding that he’s laid on the floor by her bedside. Give me both of them having a staring match from their respective beds, until Vincenzo dozes off first, and Cha Young reaches out and touches his hair, now down and curling across his forehead, and mutters a soft gomawoyo, before giving in to sleep herself.

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rightsockjin · 3 years

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Timbs part 2

Hello beautiful people! Merry Christmas and Happy holidays! Since this blog has grown so much even during the time of our temporary hiatus, and this story (Timbs from the dynamite series) continues to get attention, I thought that I'd listen and write a part two! Happy Christmas Y'all! Also, I do want to address some stuff that is in this pic. First off, as a group, the writers at right sock decided to give each member of BTS a permanent girlfriend. So basically, nicknames which will make it easier to refer to other girls. This is the first real place you will see that. Y/N is nicknamed Bunny in this. But Y/N is used as well. Just incase it confused you.

Anyway! On to what we all came here for!

Summary: After your last encounter with your best friend and the words exchanged, you aren't sure where you stand... but maybe you should focus on where you lay...

Rating: M! Big M!

Genre: Smut, angst, fluff. All the good stories are hehe.

word count: Drum roll please....7,378!

Warnings: Stalking, being eaten out, mentions of blowjobs, kink talk. someone walks in during the deed....kinda. Jealousy. General meanness. Naked people y'all. nipple stuff. I think that’s all??

Part one

Master list

He closed the door behind him. It thudded thickly in the small apartment of his that you frequented. It was in the same state as you had seen it the last time you had been over. Boxes were still packed, dust covered the old furniture, save for the couch that had been a combined gift from all of his friends as he was the last to move out, that had come with the appartnemnt appartment, and heaps of bubble wrap and packing peanuts littered the floor. You crossed your arms and rolled your eyes.

Your nose itched and you could feel a sneeze coming on. With a slight shake of your head, you looked over your shoulder and gave your best friend the look. Eyebrows slightly raised at the center, a light smile teased your nude, mint chapstick coated lips. A hint of incredulity mixed with “really?” and some other emotion that you tried to snuff out completely. Something akin to fondness perhaps?

Jungkook had his black shirt covered back to you. His hair was grazing his lower ears and lightly ruffled as he turned to look at you after checking that the door had indeed locked as he forgot to lock his door constantly which made no sense because it was an automatic lock, but somehow, he had already gotten people accidentally walking in on him in less than opportune moments. Namely, this girl who lived near by was always accidentally walking into his apartment thinking it was hers, but you surmised that she couldn’t possibly be that stupid and was coming in purly because she thought Jungkook was cute and single.

You knew this because one time, you had been over and she “accidentally” walked in while Jungkook was in the restroom with a cute little confused face on which fell as soon as she saw you lounging on the couch eating a particularly stringy mango. She stumbled through an awkward apology before quickly closing the door and going to her actual apartment.

But Jungkook was convinced that she was just very lost and very new to the building. You couldn’t bear to break it to him. Or maybe you didn’t want him to realize that she most likely had a crush on him. A creepy, stalkery crush… maybe you should tell him...

Jungkook’s mask sat slightly under his nose. His eyes widened when he noticed you staring, completely zoned out from your light flashback. He blinked in confusion, frozen for a second before he slowly crossed his arms and raised his own eyebrows at you.

You shook your head and scrunched your eyebrows at him then. Your hands held up in question. A stance that clearly said “what are you looking at me like that for? I’m the one judging you here.”

Again, with mirth in his eyes and his nose scrunched slightly, signaling that he was smiling under his face cover, he mimicked your stance. He leaned down slightly to get on your level. His mistake. You would think he’d learn by now.

You smacked the side of his head lightly enough that you were sure it didn’t hurt but also hard enough to get him out of this weird theater mirror exercise thing he was doing.

“Ow? What the fuck, Bunny,” he questioned, closing one eye tightly and rubbing the spot on his head you had tapped as if you had bruised him.

You rolled your eyes but reached up and patted his head lightly before giving his hair a small scratch that you knew he loved as an apology. Without fail, he smiled down at you with squinty eyes and a scrunched nose. The fondness in his eyes reached your own body. A sense of calmness. Your body relaxed.

You made to remove your hand from his hair, but he put his own hand over yours, begging you to keep it on his head for a second longer. You complied, only because you liked to mess with his hair almost as much as he liked for you to mess with it.

Jungkook ripped his mask off as you mused his hair gently. His breathing slowed and he let himself take yet another step closer to you. The scent of sweet pea flowers danced around him like a lullaby.

He was tired. He hadn’t realized he was tired until that very moment, since your outing hadn’t really been something to tire him out. He was usually fairly energetic around you and lunch was hardly an activity that would make him feel tired, but now, a nap was sounding really nice. He wondered if you would nap with him if he asked.

But then your hand was off his head and you were stepping away and the peace was lifted. He snapped his eyes open, a pretty pout decorated his pink lips which went ignored by you.

“You should really unpack all this stuff Kookie. The dust is really obnoxious.”

And then you rubbed the underside of your nose and sniffed aggressively. Jesus, how were you this...breathtaking? He felt the emotion building in his chest. It compressed into his ribs and pressed on all his organs. It grew bigger and bigger until it felt like he would explode. Almost like the weeks before when you had your head between his legs with your saliva dribbled down his cock and onto his-

AACHOOoo!

Jungkook was nearly knocked off his feet with the force of his sneeze. Instantly, the pressure in his chest loosened a bit but not entirely. Not enough. He blinked down at his body, feeling betrayed.

He could already feel his nice slacks starting to squeeze around his middle. He could only stand there in shock as he watched blood flow to his third leg. He had really thought that he had gotten past the phase of his crush on you where every little thing you did turned him on.

But then again, sucking him off while he fingered you in a barely lit room wasn’t exactly a little thing. It was huge. And he wasn’t just talking about his dick.

If he was a braver man, he would have made something of that first encounter. Maybe asked you where you stood. Maybe confessed that as much as he thought you were beautiful in every physical way, he was highly attracted to you. Just you. The you that barged into his room whenever she felt like it. The you that texted him every morning with a synopsis of your crazy dream and used the word dick as a verb, a noun and an adjective at any given point. The you that liked to bitch at him for every little thing he did because it was out of affection.

But no. You had left that day and neither you nor him had mentioned it once while you hadn’t rejected any of his date invitations, he couldn’t muster the courage to actually ask what your relationship was. Not even in passing. He was starting to wonder if it had actually even happened or if he had imagined it, but every time he goes for his laptop and sees the dent on the edge where it hit the floor, he is forced to recall the sweet scent of flowers and your dripping center.

He had to stop that. If he kept letting his head wonder this way…

Well, he wouldn’t do anything to make you uncomfortable, which is why he hadn’t brought it up. Or that’s what he told himself.

“Well bless you,” you said with a slight giggle, “That sounded like it hurt.”

Jungkook forced his awareness away from his crotch, realizing that if he wanted you to not see it, it would be best to not draw more awareness to it himself and the limb that was awkwardly sticking to his left leg.

“A-a little. Maybe you’re right. I really should sweep this place. I just haven’t had time since i’ve been spending so much time out with you.”

You scrunch your nose at him. His cheeks were a little red, though you assumed it was from the cold outside since the tip of his nose was also a bit red. Then, he pushed his hair out of his face, you noticed that so were his ears.

Weird. He only ever got rosy ears when he was embarrassed? Well he should be. His apartment was a mess. He probably shouldn’t have even moved out. You doubted that he knew how to clean his own ass let alone do his laundry. You were going to tell him exactly that, sass locked and loaded but something- maybe it was the way his pants fit or the way that his chest protruded through his shirt or the muscles in his arms- told you to look down.

His thighs were always your favorite part of him. So strong. Rideable. How could you not when he spent so much time making sure that they were solid as a rock. You could salivate, in fact you were salivating thinking of the last time you had your mouth anywhere near those legs and his dick deep in your throat.

If you really focused, you could fool yourself into thinking that he was hard in that instant. But no. Wait. Was it? Was he?

You snapped your eyes back to your friend. Your friend that you wanted to be more than that but you refused to say so, to see that he was looking around the apartment thoughtfully.

“Why don’t you go home for today, Y/N? I should get started on-,” he cleared his throat and visibly swallowed, hoping that if he got rid of you quickly enough, then you wouldn’t have a chance to notice the log that was in his pants.

You on the other hand weren’t sure what to do. His suggestion made you do a double take. Your boundary issues had not been resolved from last time. And this was evident in what you said next.

“Gonna beat it to the last time you got a real blow job instead of asking for one or what? Small dick energy.”

And who else could that have been than you? Your brain caught up to your mouth a second too late to take anything back. The words floated out in the open like an invitation. Well, wasn’t it? Isn’t that what you had meant? Probably. Your brain tended to go that direction when it came to Jeon Jungkook but had you really just offered him a blow job?

There was a second in which Jungkook’s face steadily turned the color of a cherry tomato and he began to sweat slightly. His eyes were wide and he was looking at you like he must have misunderstood. Were you speaking the same language?

His body tensed and blood pumped predominantly to his cheeks or his nether region. He felt a little faint even. Was the room spinning? It felt like it could be.

You watched him reel and try to compose himself. This was similar to the last time you guys had partaken in activities that weren’t usually shared by platonic friends. And like that instance, you felt the urge to run. To get out before he had a chance to don his other persona. The one that makes you weak in the knees and something of a brat.

“Is that like an offer or are you being an ass?” he asked, sass dripping from his tone. He pushed both hands into his pockets, the tips of his fingers grazed his hardened rod, already sensitive despite it not being entirely hard.

You crossed your arms, not sure if you wanted him to take you up on your invitation or if you wanted to retract it.

Jungkook took a step closer to you, waiting patiently for you to find your voice. He wasn’t going to pressure you. As much as he had enjoyed it last time, he couldn’t live with himself if you did something just for his sake.

You leaned against the back of his couch, the head rest was pushed slightly against your lower back, grounding you.

“No pressure, Y/N,” he assured, suddenly feeling like the playful tone that this activity had taken on the last time may seem a little pushy if you really didn’t want to partake once again.

But this solidified in your mind that as much as he seemed turned on, he clearly had enough respect for you to make sure you really were into the situation as much as he was. This was enough to push any feelings of unease aside and focus just on what was being given.

“I mean… honestly, don’t you kind of owe me for last time? I basically did all the work and you just sat there like a rock.”

Jungkook gaped at you, he put a hand over his heart and scooted slightly closer so that there was only a foot of distance between the both of you now.

“You were the one calling the shots babe. If you wanted me to do something more than just shake that,” Perfectly sculpted and hard work evident, “ass then you should have said something.”

His vibrato dropped for a second, his eyes met yours, “I’d do anything you ask of me, Bun.”

Your heart palpitated wildily in your chest. The words he had spoken to you that night came back to you then. You dreamed of those words. Hoped he would say them again in a different setting but never had even acknowledged that it had even happened, so you were left only with dreams and foggy memories of the way your name sounded on his sweet lips and the three words that you craved to hear.

He’d probably said it in the heat of the moment. The emotions were high and your climaxes had just...well climaxed so maybe it wasn’t that he L-worded you. It was that he L-worded what had just happened.

The issue then was that you did mean them. You meant when you said that you L-worded him so the blow of your relationship staying exactly the same as it had been before, nearly made you want to cut ties with him completely out of pure embarrassment. But you couldn’t. Because he didn’t let you. Any time you didn’t answer your phone, he was at your door. Any time you avoided set dates, he’d find you. The jerk wouldn’t let you leave, and you were too weak to let him go anyway.

But then there was that sparkle of...something, in his big eyes that made him seem so genuine and willing. Subconsciously, he licked his lips and you could only imagine those same lips on you. His head between your legs.

Could you take his offer? Did you have the courage to ask for what you wanted?

“A-anything?”

Junkook’s teeth made an appearance before he chuckled lowly, “Do I make you nervous? Is- is that’s what’s going on here?” He asked, gesturing between you two with one finger. Confidence poured out of every pore.

Instantly, you scoffed. Because no. Jungkook, baby boy, bunny teeth Jeon didn’t make you nervous in the slightest. But then why did your voice get stuck in your throat? Why did your mind go blank? Why were you fidgeting incessantly?

Jungkook hissed, a laugh chimed deep in his throat, “Who would have thought that the only thing I needed to do to get you to shut up was to offer to do you? Wish I would have known this years ago! I would have offered more often.”

He crossed his arms over his chest, the muscles flexed against his shirt. Your body thirsted at the sight. What would he look like on top of you? Pinning you down?

Your eyelid felt heavy. Lust coursed through your body. If you could just speak-

“So what will it be? Want me to eat you out? Fuck you? Spank you? Or are you more of an orgasm denial type of girl? You know, if this is going to work out, we should really talk about those kinks. Maybe think of a safe word? Or are you not that kinky? Cuz I’m pretty kinky so we should definitely talk hard limits as well-”

You watched him monologue in complete shock. Did he think that this was going to be a common occurrence? No. You didn’t usually sleep with guys just for the hell of it unless you were never going to see them again, and Jungkook clearly did not fit that criteria so no. You couldn’t just casually sleep with your best friend.

You opened your mouth to tell him this when you suddenly tuned back into the conversation.

“-and I mean… I know it might have been a bit fuzzy but I’ve had fun on our dates so far so I guess it’s natural that we take this to the next level? If- If that’s okay with you! Mama always told me that a gentleman never rushes his woman. Not that you’re mine! Or like that I own you or anything like that! No, no, I just mean that I like you and well you like me and like… the dates? So we’re like together? A couple? Should we have that conversation as well? I don’t know… what do you think, Y/N?”

You blinked at him in complete shock. Had you been dating Jungkook for the last couple of weeks and hadn’t noticed?

In hindsight, he had been paying for some of your meals and while he had done this on occasion, it had become more of a regular thing. He’d also been a lot more clingy than he had been. He’d even tried holding your hand a couple of times only for you to panic and pull away.

All of this information seemed to hit you like a ton of bricks. Oh my God… You had been dating Jungkook! How the hell did you miss that??

When you didn’t answer, combined with the horrified expression on your face that he had no way of knowing wasn’t complete disgust at the idea of him touching you, Jungkook feel like a total idiot.

To him, it seemed clear that the last thing you wanted was for his nasty hands anywhere near you. Couldn’t he take a hint? Clearly not, because you hadn’t so much as tried to kiss him on the cheek and now here he was offering to eat you. Talk about jumping some steps.

He took a step back, trying to give you some room so as not to force himself on you but he could feel his heart constrict. He was not gonna cry. He was not gonna cry. He was not gonna- oh…

Tears pooled in his pretty eyes. They burned with emotion and he really wanted nothing more than for you to leave and never speak to him again while at the same time wanting to jump into your arms and be comforted.

Regardless of his feelings, he stayed rooted to the spot he was standing in, his hands folded neatly before him as he bowed his head in a small apology.

“Oh...I uh… I overstepped. I’m so sorry, Y/N… I didn’t mean to- to make you uncomfortable.”

He balled his hands into fists trying to distract himself from the emotional pain of the blow you had dealt.

You on the other hand, were struggling to come to terms with what was happening. How did you stop this from spiraling further? And.. was he crying? No! He couldn’t be crying! You had to stop this. He may be obnoxious and a baby but he was apparently… your… obnoxious baby!

Without thinking much, you closed the distance with one big step and wormed your arms around his torso. You shimmied your head under his chin. Jungkook seized for a second. Unsure what he should do.

But as the shock wore down, he let his body relax and wrapped his strong arms around your body as he was shocked with emotion. At the end of the day, you were his best friend and if he was going to be consoled after a girl broke his heart, it would be you who would do it, even if that girl who broke his heart… was you.

But then, why were you kissing his neck softly? Was he imagining it? No. Because in the next second, you were grabbing his chin with your thumb and forefinger- they were ice cold- and you were pulling his face to look up at you.

When your eyes connected, your heart shattered. The pools of tears turned to streams in the mountains of his cheeks then conjelled at the valley between his collarbones.

Of course, on top of his good looks, he was a pretty crier. That was so unfair. Almost as unfair as the beautiful fan of eyelashes that caught his sparkling tears. And the voice that could only belong to an angel that he possessed.

You couldn’t help the slight smile that crossed your chapstick lips and the fond scrunch of your nose before you closed the three inches or so of air that divided you. When your lips settled onto his, you felt rather than saw him freeze for the third time that day.

His lips were a little salty and a little minty. Vaguely, you remember him applying and reapplying his chapstick all day. Now you wondered if he had been doing it out of nervousness.

Then his hands were in your hair, pulling you closer, balled at the nape pleasantly. He was breathing hard. Like he’d run a marathon or danced a full concert.

His lips were pressed so firmly onto yours that you were sure they would swell and bruise after this. You let all semblance of control be taken from you. One of his hands slid down to the arch of your back tentatively. Like he was scared to break you or that you would tell him to get off.

You arched your back with his hand, pressing your high necked cotton shirt into his chest. You could feel his heartbeat through the fabric of his own shirt and the muscles that covered it.

With a sigh, you opened your mouth as he opened his lips and sandwiched your top one within his own.

You could feel that he was still crying, but you weren’t exactly sure why. You could ask later. Right now, all you wanted, all you knew he needed, was for you to kiss him and make it all better. To fix whatever it is you had done. You could piece him back together if you tried hard enough.

So when he began walking you backwards towards the couch, you didn’t fight. The hand on your back moved over to your hip. His lips were connected to yours, open wide, his tongue explored the wet cavern of your mouth. Teeth clashed awkwardly, the kiss was out of sync. You let him maneuver your head whichever way he wanted with the hand that was still firmly in your hair. He leaned over you. His body seemed to completely incompace yours. Your back was arched almost forty five degrees. It wasn’t painful at all. Instead, it pushed your hips flush against his.

His member, which had shrunk significantly only seconds before, was now growing again, filling with the erotic arousal that pulsed in his veins. A hulk in disguise was being pulled from the Bruce Banner you were so used to. And you were all too eager to let him show you this side of him.

Like a man on the brink of drowning, he pulled his mouth from yours. You couldn’t bring yourself to open your eyes. In a split second, he leaned down and picked you up from the knees. You wondered if he would carry you to his room or throw you over his shoulder, but he sat you down on the back of the couch before he placed a quick peck to your lips.

Then, like the sadist he was, he pulled away again, smiling up at you through red eyes. He wasn’t sure what this meant. If this was a sign that you too were too scared to bring up the relationship and the conversation that could change everything, but that could wait for another time. Right then, all he wanted was to show you, with his tongue, with his mouth, with whatever limb you let him, that he was falling for you. Hard.

Reluctantly, you opened your eyes. A sigh escaped your lips. If you opened your eyes, would it be over? Would he ask you to leave? Would it once again go back to how it was for the last couple of weeks?

Eventually, you did open your eyes. Jungkook could see the fear and unsteadiness in them. The red around the brown made you hurt deeply in your soul. A tender hand reached out to cup his cheek. The light scratch of your freshly done nails was pleasurable to his senses. Goosebumps. Then a strong shiver. And he felt himself melt for the girl he had known for so long. And you for the man whom you had watched grow from a frightened boy.

“Are you going to touch me or are you going to punish me for all the times I left you high and dry,” you laughed. Even in this tender moment, you couldn’t hold your tongue, but Jungkook didn’t mind. The engine of his brain was whirring and he could hear, all he could see and feel, was you...you...you. Nothing but you and the way your hair hung under your chest and covered your left eye. Nothing but your chest rising and falling and the smile on your kissible, bruised lips.

How could he help himself? The answer? Would always be you.

He kissed your nose, then your cheek. An eskimo kiss. You giggled. It was the most beautiful music to his ears.

“You want me to Bunbun?” Internally, he cringed at his overly affectionate name but you smiled brighter and the insecurity left as soon as it came.

“Is that my name now?”

“If you want it to be, or you could choose another one?”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, now that you were almost level with his eyes- though now you were a bit taller than him. You shrugged.

“I like it. Bunny, Bun, BunBun, any variation.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” you confirmed.

“Who knew you were this cheesy, Y/N?”

You rolled your eyes at him playfully as you opened your legs so he could slot himself between them. You pulled him closer and wrapped your legs around his waist. A mischievous smirk crossed your lips.

“What’s with the face,” he asked, sniffling a little.

“What face,” you asked, feigning innocence.

“This face,” he countered, gesturing vaguely at your eyes.

“Oh this? Ah well you see,” and then without ending your thought, you let yourself fall backwards with your legs and arms wrapped tightly around his frame. He was much heavier than you and clearly more muscular but with the weight distribution you were able to pull him over the back of the couch and twist both yourself and him so you landed on the cushions. His body atop yours.

By the look on his face, he clearly had not expected you to pull him, nor did he expect for his center to land directly on yours, but the shock gave way to the joy and fun that tended to encompass your everyday encounters.

His high pitched giggle of a laugh made an appearance which caused a multitude of butterflies to flutter through your intestines and chest. He relaxed into you, laying his head cautiously onto your breasts, pushing his middle away from your heated core. (yes, he noticed)

He could hear your heart beating against the- hehe squishy- lump of fat on your chest. Instantly, he knew that he could spend eons on your bosom uninhibited and satisfied.

But the pulse of his confined member made his head swirl with thoughts less than innocent.

When your nails lightly scratched at his back and the smallest, lightest moan left your lips, he knew you must be on the same page. Or at least, he hoped. Spurred on by the heavenly shapes and your inquiry from a couple seconds before, Jungkook picked his head off your chest and hovered over your left breast.

There was a question in his eyes as he looked between your boob and your face. One which you couldn’t answer verbally as your heart rate picked up and the lust poisoned your veins.

With the slightest nod, he had everything he needed to lean down and lightly nip at the mound through the thin material of your beige shirt. The warmth of his breath traversed the stitches easily. It sent pleasant shivers through your body, settling in your core.

He nibbled softly around what he hoped was your nipple, before he kissed the center of the mound with tender lips. His eyes stayed looking up at yours, searching for any signs that he should stop. You bit your lips and took a deep breath, dropping his questioning gaze and letting him take the reigns once again.

Jungkook felt you relax into him. Relief flooded his chest. With a little more confidence, Jungkook looked with his mouth for the hardened bud of your breast and pulled it softly between his teeth. He was rewarded with a moan, only slightly louder than the one before and he realized, he wanted you screaming. He wanted you to moan his name. Hear your voice penetrate through the walls of his apartment and disturb the neighbors. This was his new goal.

“Y/N,” he said softly trying to get your attention. Instantly, you looked down from your position, your pupils were blown wide. A beautiful sight.

“Is it okay if I-” and then his confidence waned and so he gestured to your shirt with his eyes a couple of times. You smiled at him.

“Mhm, go for it Kookie.”

Was this what it felt like to be called a good boy? Because Jungkook loved it. He needed more. More. More.

Eagerly, Jungkook untucked your shirt from your pants and bunched it up right under your boobs. The expanse of skin that he had exposed seemed like an oasis in a desert. He couldn’t help the pull of gravity that connected his lips to your stomach. They were not soft, nor gentle. They were fast and more pecks than anything. They tickled your skin as he tried to cover every single open spot with his love.

He worked his way up and nudged your shirt higher with his nose.

“Y/N?”

“Yes, Jungkook?” You asked exasperated.

“Can I take this off?”

You groaned, “Yes. Take it off. All of it, my shirt, my pants, my underwear. Whatever you want. You have my permission.”

Sheepishly, Jungkook obeyed. You raised your arms over your head and arched your back to make it easier for him to undress you.

He pulled it off swiftly, ruffling your hair in the process. He tossed the shirt aside, excited to see what he was unwrapping. He wasn’t disappointed. Had you known you would be undressing for someone today? Or did your undergarments always consist of lavish fabrics and sexy shapes?

Jungkook didn’t care. He just felt honored to be able to see it. The see through fabric held together by underwire did little to hide the prize behind the clothing. Your nipples stood pert and puckered under it all. Begging to be released. He wondered if your underwear matched.

It was weird. The things one noticed when something monumental was happening. Like the golden stiching that held the bra together, or the way that the underwire dug into your skin to hold your perfect breasts in place.

Then in a second, he was moving again, frantically unbuttoning your pants and ripping them off your body without hesitation. He must know. It was life or death for him to know if your underwear matched.

He tossed the pants in the opposite direction of the discarded shirt. He watched it fly over a lamp and land on a box that he thought had his art supplies. With bated breath, he turned to look at you. It felt as if his whole life had been leading to this moment.

And yes. The answer was that you were wearing a set. His mouth salivated as the scent of your arousal hit his nose. He wanted nothing more than to bury his face in your folds and die.

But he slowed down and took in every inch of your body. He wanted to remember it. Every freckle, every curve. He wanted a picture to hang in his bathroom or to draw you on his ipad so he could use it to jerk off when you weren’t around because after this, he knew that no other image would do it for him. Not anymore

He watched your chest heave. He looked up at your face again, asking for permission even though you had already given it to him.

“Jungkook, if you don’t touch me in the next five seconds I’m gonna bite your dick off,” you growled.

Oof… that was not one of his kinks, thank you very much, but it was the last push he needed, because he slithered down your body and pulled your legs around his shoulders staring at the promise land between your legs.

He could already see a bit of your natural lubricant running down your lightly covered slits.

You watched him, entranced by how hypnotized he seemed by your entrance. A laugh gurgled at your throat.

“Wow, if I knew that all it would take to shut you up was for me to wrap my legs around your head, I would have done it sooner,” you teased.

But the laughter died on your lips as jungkook opened his mouth wide and licked a thick stripe from your entrance to your clit. Even with the fabric in between his tongue and your skin, it felt like heaven.

“Fuck, Jungkook…” your hand flew to his hair, tangling in the locks of deep noir that you loved to braid when you two sat together watching a movie.

He kissed up and down your lower lips lovingly, lickig his lips as if it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted in his life.

He hummed, sending a long vibration to your core which clamped around thin air as if trying to stop it from leaving.

“I can’t wait to really taste you, Bunny… fuck you’re delicious…” Every word was like a strike to your center. Arousal gushed from your entrance that made jungkook’s eyes sparkle in earnest enthusiasm.

Without asking, he pulled your underwear to the side, and buried his face in your juices. A bit of self consciousness wormed its way into your brain. He could be lying about how it tastes. Did it smell okay?

But the devilish sounds of him slurping and sucking at your folds pushed the thoughts away. He held your ass up, pulling you closer and closer to his face. He never felt like he was quite close enough. His nose brushed continuously against your clit and when he noticed the way you screamed under your breath every time it happened, he made it his mission to continue to do just that as he laved at your pulsing hole.

You had been hiding all of this from him. The paradise between your legs. The treat at your center. He wouldn’t let you hide from him any longer. He’d rather perish than to go one more day without your center at his lips.

Short, consecutive moans fell from the petals of your lips. Your orgasm built slowly at first, not coming to a head- both literally and figuratively and he could tell. He pushed his tongue into your entrance. Your walls closed on it, trying to keep it inside. His name came from your lips like a prayer. But it wasn’t enough. He wanted you to scream his name. To never be able to think of another doing what he was doing to you in that moment, so when your eventual crash came, he was less than satisfied.

You were breathing heavily. Your legs twitched. Jungkook ripped his face from your core only because you pulled harshly at his hair. From his nose to his chin, he shone with your cum. If there was anything hotter than that you couldn't picture it.

But then he was standing, and he ripped his belt from the loops and began to undress.

Looking over his shoulder as he pulled his pants down he said, “Take off your bra and underwear. Are you on the pill?”

Shocked, you followed his demands, though they were given loosely. You shook your head no and he gave you one nod of confirmation.

“I have condoms. You’re not allergic or anything right?”

Again you negated his question with a shake of your head and he half smiled.

“We could stop if you want-”

“Don’t be a fucking tease, JK,” you rolled your eyes and spead your legs, hooking one on the head rest of the couch so he could see your abused lips which were dripping for him.

His eyes widened only for a second, but then he tore his shirt off and scrounged for his wallet where he kept a condom. He ripped it open with his bunny teeth and pulled his underwear off unceremoniously.

You watched in fixed fascination as his cock sprang free of its confines, so hard that it looked painful. It was bound to feel good.

He rolled the condom on carefully before he situated himself between your legs and wiped your juices from his face. He was partially on his knees and partially standing. It was easy to find your entrance with your legs spread so wide.

When his head pushed in, you let your head fall back. Maybe it was because you already had one orgasm under your belt or maybe Jungkook’s dick was just a good fit but pure pleasure filled your body. He watched your reaction, gritting his teeth as your walls clamped down around him, resisting his entrance.

“Does it hurt?”

You gurgled something that you couldn’t make out but Jungkook seemed to understand because he nodded and pushed in farther, slowly. He bottomed out, his balls gently hit your ass and your vagina clenched, feeling every ridge of his member within you.

“Fuck… Y/N… I… I don’t know how long I can last…”

It was so sensitive. Every little twitch of his dick felt monumental. In all honesty, you weren’t sure if you could last either.

“Move,” you managed.

You didn’t have to tell him twice. He pulled out slowly then slammed back into you. Your skin clapped loudly in the mostly empty apartment. You whimpered. Your back arched. He pulled out again, then slammed back in. His pace was marked. Timed. It made your boobs jiggle as he grabbed your hips to help you meet his movements.

Cute little ‘ah’s filled his ears. They got higher pitched as you neared your end. Jungkook couldn’t believe his luck. You were so tight. So wet and the way your walls closed around him made him grow close to his end much quicker than he ever had by hand.

“Y/N… I’m gonna… I’mma…”

But you beat him to it. Your pussy clamped down and fluttered around him as your second orgasm crashed upon you.

You moaned his name as he continued to pound into you. Whines and pleas went unheard as he sped up. He needed you to know who you belonged to… in like a totally consensual way.

You were so sensitive, but the pain of over stimulation gave way to pleasure far too soon and a third orgasm consumed you.

In pure shock, Jungkook grunted and moaned, your vagina got even tighter around him. And he came violently, with his dick mid thrust and his name bouncing off the walls in the tone of your exhausted voice.

Spurt after spurt of white, hot cum spilled from his member and into the condom. He was so caught up in his pleasure that he didn’t notice nor hear the front door open.

Both of you heard a gasp and footsteps. Jungkook, mid orgasm, snapped his heavy head to the sound. To his complete surprise and embarrassment, there stood the aloof neighbor that was always walking into the wrong apartment.

At first, you were embarrassed, being naked was not something you did frequently in the presence of others, but then you were upset. Angry. How stupid could one girl be? Shouldn’t she learn that this was not her place after a billion and one mistakes?

For a second, all three of you were frozen. Jungkook’s orgasm finished and his cock quickly deflated. He jumped to action quickly, throwing his body over yours to cover you before he looked back at the neighbor and said, “this isn’t your apartment!”

Over Jungkook’s toned shoulder, you watched her eyes dart to his exposed ass before they filled with tears.

“Oppa…” she said under her breath, before the tears streamed and she turned on her heels and hurried out.

Your blood boiled. It seemed you were right. She wasn’t stupid at all. She had a crush on your… person? Whatever he was. He was yours- in a ‘I want to be yours and like it’s totally okay for you to say that’ kind of way, and you were not going to put up with some random girl who clearly didn’t have boundaries.

Jungkook looked down at you, his cheeks were red and you could tell he was extremely uncomfortable.

Carefully, he pulled his softened member from your core and made a show of removing the condom then disposing of it. You began to put your underwear and bra back on, watching him walk around his apartment butt naked. Would he say something? Or would you have to bring it up?

After minutes of silence, you decided you would have to be the one to break the awkwardness.

“So uh… do you know what her actual apartment is? Maybe we can put a note on your front door for her to remind her,” you half joked, standing to find your shirt and pants, but settling instead for the button up he was wearing before.

Jungkook pulled his shorts on, his back was to you. There was a tenseness in his muscles that wasn’t going away and something in the air struck fear in the pit of your stomach.

“She lives next door.”

Something about the way he said it made you feel like it was a confession of sorts. It made you want to run. But instead, you sat in his shirt as he rifled in his boxes for a pair of more comfortable pants before you decided to drop it for now, knowing that whatever it was that was hanging in the air around you wasn’t something you were ready for.

“Jungkook, where's your broom?”

“Uh…,” there was a hint of a laugh in his voice and some of the pressure lifted from the atmosphere, “was I supposed to buy one?”

You rolled your eyes for the millionth time that day and berated him for not having bought the basic necessities for his home. Everything felt lighter, but still like you were trending on eggshells. It felt like instead of taking a step forward, you had taken six steps back. You were no more clear on what you were or what to do than you had been the last couple of weeks.

You helped him unpack that day, because you knew he wouldn’t do it on his own. He joked with you as if nothing had happened, and you sassed him all the same but something was off… and you didn’t know if it could be fixed without it first breaking you both.

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goldnratio · 4 years

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Dating Luke Alvez HC’s

word count: 1.3k

warnings: some are a little risqué but nothing major

a/n: here’s some headcanons for luke! might do some nsfw ones, and for spencer and Hotch but I have to finish some requests first

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love love LOVES music

michael jackson, david bowie, queen, biggie smalls, etc.

oh what I would I do to see him sing ‘hypnotize’ (I know he drinks his Respecting Women Juice but he always emphasizes on “bulletproof glass tints if I want some ass” with a laugh ‘cause it reminds him of an ‘inside joke’ you two share aka the time you two fucked in one of the bureau’s SUVs during a boring stakeout but that’s a story for another time)

ALSO SPANISH MUSIC DUH

our puerto rican + cuban king loves daddy yankee, calle 13, nicky jam, bad bunny, marc anthony, juanes, hombres G!!!

does Not Care if you can’t speak/understand Spanish, he’s got you dancing with him either way

GOING CRAZY TO ‘gasolina’ AND ‘yo perreo sola’ AND ‘safaera’

this mere idea of dancing to reggaeton with luke,,, im lightheaded

all you feel is his hands’ tight grip on your hips and the feeling of your ass pressing against him has him groaning and im gonna pass out if I keep thinking about it

not even gonna talk about dancing with him to cumbia bc y’all would never hear the end of it

anyways you got him airpods for christmas because you were sick of hearing him complain about always having to detangle his wires; he wears them almost 24/7 and likes that he can share one with you and not have to worry about the wires

he has playlists for EVERYTHING

big cuddle monster

luke is naturally a Big Spoon, have you SEEN HIS ARMS AND BODY? so Wide and perfecting for holding you

loves to hold you in his sleep, you’re like an anchor for him when he gets nightmares from cases

the bau team has several pictures of you two asleep on the jet; some of your head on luke’s chest with one of his arms around you and others with your limbs so tangled together that they can’t tell where luke ends and you begin

prefers Real Cuddles at home though because both of you are handsy and innocent cuddles have turned into sex more times than you can count

but sometimes after a bad case he just wants to be held with your fingers running through his hair. you’re in bed and he tightly wraps his arms around your waist, resting his upper body on yours with his head on your chest or face buried in your neck.

He’s a very protective man

and not like in an overbearing way

it’s just that you both have seen and know firsthand how sick and dangerous the world can be sometimes and he never wants it to touch you

almost always has a hand on you; whether it’s holding hands, or an arm over your shoulders, or a hand on your waist, or—

alternatively, your hands always wind up in his back pocket or holding onto his GIANT biceps

usually in lines he stands behind you with his arms wrapped around you and resting his chin on the top of your head, or you’re next to him and holding his arm with your head resting on his shoulder

sometimes you go on runs together with Roxy

and sometimes you go run by yourself, and Luke always suggests taking Roxy with you

not because he thinks you’re incapable of taking care of yourself without him but he doesn’t want to take the risk of something happening to you when he’s not there

also because “she could go for a run, burn some of that energy, right, Roxy?”

ALSO EXTRA PROTECTIVE IN THE FIELD!!!!

He knows the danger is part of the job but he just hates the idea of something happening to you

He will try to talk you out of something too dangerous but won’t tell you that you can’t go (even though he REALLY WANTS TO) because as much as he loves and cares for you, he knows you’re a great agent and are capable of taking care of yourself out in the field

I suppose it also depends on the case and the unsub? ‘cause like if you fit the unsub’s victimology then he’s more,,,cautious about it

Luke always tries to put himself in between you and the potential danger, which is funny because you try to do the same thing

[insert that meme/comic of the two people bending to protect each other]

does a mix of the ‘get behind me’ and ‘mom arm reflex for an abrupt stop’ so he can protect you from anything ahead and you have his back with a view of anything behind you guys

literally will take a bullet for you if it comes to it and he knows without a doubt that you would do the same

BACK TO ROXY!!! that adorable german shepard

HIS ENTIRE CAMERA ROLL IS JUST YOU, HIM, AND ROXY

but mostly you and Roxy

with the occasional bau team pics

but when Luke first introduced you to her the first time you came over to his house

it went...ok?

roxy—like luke—has seen Some Serious Shit

even being a friendly dog, I think it’d be natural for her to be cautious with new people

so when her daddy is bringing the same woman home she is like oH??

she was a little shy and kept her distance, staying close to luke the first few times you went over

eventually she got used to you coming around more often, sitting closer to you and letting you pet her more

you swear luke’s eyes were glossy the first time Roxy curled up next to you and laid her head on your lap

“no, (Y/N), I’m not about to cry it’s just that I have…dust...in my eyes…”

he’s melting on the inside though because you’re both his Best Girls Who He Loves Very Much!!!!!

he also trusts you enough to watch Roxy if he’s away and loves that Roxy trusts you too

sometimes he stays at the BAU later and comes home to you asleep on the couch with Roxy right by your side, or you’re in bed with Roxy right by the entrance of the room

either way it makes him Soft™️ that Roxy is also just as protective of you

“what’s up, baby? you taking care of mommy for me, being a good guard dog for (y/n)?”

with both of you working at the BAU, you are literally the Hottest Couple Most Sleep Deprived Couple

you sleep at the hotels when you’re on a case but let’s be real: sometimes the case is too fresh in your mind to let you sleep, same goes for Luke

you guys find that just talking about it helps

sex works too, but there’s only two moods after: I’m so tired now thank you and I love you, goodnight OR I now have more energy than I did when we got in bed can we please go another round

NAP DATES ARE SO FREQUENT

like you will just go over to cuddle him and sleep

you stay over a lot more than luke stays at your place and it’s mostly because taking Roxy back and forth gets difficult, especially if your place is like less equipped for pets

ANYWAYS

as sleep deprived as you two are, you can’t sleep in late

You’re both used to waking up early and at ungodly times because of work, plus Luke takes Roxy outside in the mornings to potty so you usually get up to make him coffee

so your bodies aren’t exactly programmed to want to sleep in, but there are rare times when you’ll sleep in till like 11am (Luke has potty pads in place for Roxy just in case)

but since you guys tend to wake up early on your days off, you spend the mornings in bed and just nap throughout the day

finally, having lots of pet names for each other!!!!!

his for you include but are not limited to:

mamas

baby

sweet thang

mi amor

pretty lady

princesa

yours for him include but are not limited to:

babe

big guy

sweet cheeks

papacito

cariño

papi chulo (he ALWAYS blushes with this one but he tries to cover it up with a smirk)

#luke alvez #luke alvez x reader #luke alvez imagine #luke alvez x oc #luke alvez one shot #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds oneshot #adam rodriguez #ssa luke alvez

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Listen Closer - Chapter 5

[ can't stop won't stop. when will Lawrence not get cockblocked by Nar <///3 ]

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Luckily for all of them, Garrett did finish that furnace before the day was over. He managed to check the trigger on the fire right before passing out face down on his bed. He told them they’d just move it to the house in the morning.

It wasn’t morning when they moved it, but it got moved out of his room at the very least before he was running out to get to his real job. He was definitely going to be late, but at least he wouldn’t have to deal with that giant machine in his living space anymore. Mark and Amanda could figure out how to get it to the house themselves.

“You’re late,” one of his coworkers teased as he clocked in and he just rolled his eyes. “And you look like shit. How do you live like this?” they continued, receiving a short glare from Garrett.

He didn’t necessarily hate his coworkers, but he wasn’t friends with them either. “Easily,” he replied shortly, leaving no more room for conversation as he clipped his nametag on his shirt and got to work.

Normally he wasn’t so short with them, but he was tired and wanted to get on with the day so he could help with the final preparations for the game.

The day went by quickly, especially because Nar remembered he had his phone number and would occasionally send him pictures of Amanda working, or a joking picture of Hoffman’s ass. He even received a picture of Lawrence ranting about something, probably a bad hospital show. Stuff like that always got him through the day.

“Is that your new boyfriend?” The coworker from earlier, Nadia, asked when they got a glimpse of one of the Hoffman ass pics. They backed off at the look Garrett gave them.

“No.” That was where he left it, putting his phone in his pocket and getting back to work. He was very lucky that Nadia didn’t get the chance to see him turn bright red at the mere idea of Hoffman being his boyfriend.

It was around 5pm when Garrett finally got off, practically running out of the bookstore and heading directly for his car. He was kind of aware of Nadia trying to talk to him as he sped out of the door, but didn’t care enough to stay put.

He was partly rushing so much because he needed to help finish the trap, but mostly because right before his shift ended, he’d gotten a text from Nar:

‘help gordon is trying to walk and idk what to do, he’s just hobbling around with his lil prosthetic help-’

He TOLD Gordon to wait until he could help him, and now he was speeding toward the base, two miles away from being pulled over for how fast he was driving. Plus there was the fact that the other two apprentices weren’t supposed to know about him, according to John, and the picture attached to the text showed him one of the main work rooms.

Fucking idiot, Gordon was supposed to be smart and here he was, being the dumbest bitch in the Jigsaw house, stepping way too close to getting killed.

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… Apparently the other apprentices weren’t home.

Amanda was already at the Nerve Gas House to help with finishing touches, and Hoffman was at the precinct to “help” with the newest Jigsaw case, meaning Gordon was not in danger of being killed.

Garrett still scolded him.

“I can’t believe you!” He hissed as Gordon leaned into his side, trapped by the arm across his back and the hand placed on his midriff. “I told you! I told you not to try to move around without my help! You know Nar can’t support your weight!!”

Gordon just chuckled at him, the gravelly sound just pissing him off more rather than flustering him like usual.

“Lawrence!! This isn’t a joke!!! I’m genuinely worried about your dumb ass!!!!” Garrett continued, his voice slightly more high pitched in annoyance. Gordon just laughed at him again, making him huff as he practically dragged the doctor back to his room.

It was when he was finally sat down that Gordon said something. “I know you’re worried, but I wasn’t going to call you out of work just so I can walk around.”

“Wh- That’s what I expected you to do!!” Garrett countered, almost offended at the idea that Gordon thought his job was more important than him. “You literally can’t walk without help, and you’ve been bedridden for months! You don’t even have a cane yet!”

Gordon was just watching him at this point as he continued to list off reasons he should have been called, a small smile on his face at how animated Garrett got when he was passionate about something.

“... Why are you staring at me like that?” Garrett asked once he noticed Gordon’s gaze, his hands frozen midair in one of his wild gestures.

“You called me Lawrence.” Garrett’s eyes widened, he hadn’t even noticed. “And I like listening to your voice. I know you’re busy, but I wish you would visit more often, even if it was just to talk.”

Bro stop you’re scaring the hoes with attachment issues who are afraid of relationships (Garrett).

“Wh- I don’t-” Garrett’s stammering was cut off by Gordon’s lip suddenly connecting with his, and he mentally cursed himself for almost immediately melting into it.

The kiss didn’t last long because Gordon had stood up to reach Garrett, and he pulled back to sit back down on the bed, but that didn’t last long either.

As if he’d been waiting for it his whole life, Garrett practically lunged at the doctor, pulling him into another, slightly more desperate kiss. His hands were gripping Gordon’s shirt hard enough that it would definitely be forever wrinkled like that, and he was pretty much in the other man’s lap.

He was worried he was coming off too strong for all of two seconds, the concern dissipating when Gordon’s hands found his hips, holding him there in a tight grip.

Garrett had just begun to thread his fingers through Gordon’s hair- two seconds away from pulling at it- when there was a knock on the door.

Both of them jumped, Garrett shooting back like he’d been shocked. “I forgot we weren’t alone,” he whispered to Gordon, gaining a soft laugh from the doctor. Both of them took a moment to put themselves back together (when had Gordon started unbuttoning Garrett’s shirt?) before answering the door.

Nar glanced between the two of them, seemingly surprised that they looked like they had when they went in- luckily, the room was dark enough to conceal their flushed faces and Garrett’s very red lips.

“You done yelling at him?” he asked Garrett, who nodded in reply. “Good. John wants you at the Nerve Gas House, he wants you to set up the razor box.” Right. Garrett had forgotten about that.

He took one last glance at Gordon before sighing. “I’m so sick of that box,” he muttered, though he accepted his fate and headed out in far less of a frenzy than before. To be completely honest, he didn’t want to leave. He wanted to finish what he started with Gordon. But… the others needed his help, and he needed to give it.

That didn’t mean he didn’t spend the whole drive there thinking about the feeling of Gordon’s lips on his, and what else he could do to the good doctor the next time they were alone.

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“Does that look good?” Garrett asked Hoffman once the razor box was attached to the ceiling, taking a few steps back to stand next to the detective.

He’d been having trouble with getting the box to hang evenly, which was a struggle he was no stranger to, so he’d brought Hoffman in to take a look at it.

The detective tilted his head slightly to the side as he inspected it, before letting out a soft hum. “You finally got it,” he confirmed, straightening back up. He didn’t flinch when Garrett let out a triumphant whoop, which was proof that one could get used to him quickly.

“You’re a godsend,” Garrett told him, slapping him on the shoulder before leaving the room, running down the hall to tell John and Amanda the good news. He could hear Hoffman following him, but absolutely did not slow down.

He skidded into the main room where John and Amanda were going over the plan for the thousandth time, almost tripping over his own foot and sending himself crashing into the ground. His only saving grace was Hoffman grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him back onto his feet.

John and Amanda stared at him like he was crazy for all of two seconds, before completely ignoring the fact that he almost just curbstomped himself into the floor. “I finally got the razor box straight,” Garrett spoke up, also acting as if he did not almost just die. “All my traps are good to go. Now, I desperately need sleep, so I’m gonna go home and take a two hour nap.”

He wasn’t. He was going to go back to his apartment and frantically draw up plans until he passed out from sleep deprivation at 2am. That was his permanent Jigsaw trap, one he could never escape from.

Wow. That was the most emo thought he’d had since middle school.

“Anyway. Good-bye.” With that, he turned on his heel and walked out of the house, but not after patting Hoffman- who had still been awkwardly standing behind him- on the chest, slipping a piece of paper into the front pocket of his shirt.

What was on it, you ask? A gay little doodle of Hoffman setting up the door gun. Why did he give it to him? He doesn’t know how to flirt. This is the best he’s got.

He went straight ‘home’ after that, a little annoyed he couldn’t go back to the base but also knowing that his neighbours were weirdly nosy and would “get concerned” if he didn’t show up to his apartment regularly.

Plus, his couch there was a really comfortable bed.

#story tag: listen closer #self ship fic #self shipping #self insert #scrap.writing #scrap.ships #romantic: ⛓🕵️‍♂️#s/i: garrett whitlock #mark hoffman #romantic: 🦿🩺#(poly) romantic: ⛓🩺#lawrence gordon #chapter 5

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demolition-lovers-blog · 4 years

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CHEMISTRY

A/n Did not get to edit so sorry in advance for any errors. I hope you enjoy think this might be the longest one shot I've ever done.

👿🖤😘

Y/n was doing absolutely awful in chemistry, like she just couldn't grasp it no matter how hard she had studied and paid attention. After class she went and spoke to her professor and lucky for her he liked her and knew she was trying her best,so when she asked for help he obliged willingly giving her the name of a student who could tutor her. He wrote the name and number of the student and folded the paper handing it to y/n wishing her luck he saying he knew this student would be a good match to tudor her. Thanking him she left the classroom and heading back to her apartment having it be a Friday and thankfully her last class of the day.

Y/n took out her phone then opened the the folded piece of paper. Her eyes got wider when she read the name Harry Styles followed by his phone number. Of course she knew who he was not personally she was a sophomore and he was a senior and from what she knew of him he got straight A's and was a nice guy,but she also had heard stories of Harry at the parties his fraternity threw. Y/n thought for awhile that there were actually two people at the school with the same name(crazy right??) She soon found out that they were one in the same. Now she was not sure if she should text him being Friday and all she probably wouldn't hear back from him but decided to go ahead and just get it over with.

Y/n: Hi Harry, my name is y/n and my chemistry professor gave me your name and number and said you would possibly be able to tutor me. Here is my number please let me know either way if you are available. Thanks y/n

Y/n was shocked when a minute later her phone buzzed with a text back from Harry.

Harry: Hey y/n, I'm glad you were recommended to me, I'd be glad to tutor you. I do have one condition though, I want to get to know you first, so we dont start out awkwardly when we have our first tutoring session.

Y/n: ok um how do you want to do that?

Harry: my fraternity is having a party tonight please come as my quest,I promise you'll have a great time.

Y/n: I dont know, I havent been to many parties and I wont know anyone and I dont expect you to babysit me all night so I think I would just feel totally out of place. I'm sorry.

Harry: No, I promise you won't in fact give me your address I'll come and pick you up so you dont have to walk in alone and how would we get to know each other if I didnt spend the night by your side??

Y/n: I dont know Harry, your offering to spend the night by my side at a party and you dont know what I even look like you might see me and want to spend the rest of the night getting away from me lol

Harry: I doubt that very much, but if it makes you feel better let's both send a selfie😜😜

Y/n laughed to herself and thought what the hell I'll send him one. Y/n was a pretty girl she always took the time to do her hair and make up. It wasnt like she was against parties or anything it's just that she was new to this university she had transferred after winter break and hasn't really had a chance to make a lot of friends being she was trying to keep her grades up and catch up at a new school. So she took the selfie and sent it just as she had received one from Harry. Y/n opened the pic and her breath caught in her throat. Shit she thought how am I supposed to pay attention if I'm looking at him. Before she could text him back she received one from Harry again.

Harry: You Have No Worries doll, I promise I wont leave your side. So would you please send me your address so i can pick you up. 8? Ok with you?

Y/n sent Harry her address and letting him know that the time was fine. She then went home to take a nap before she got ready it was 3 so she figured she had time.. y/n wakes up to her phone blaring she looks and sees it's her mom and the time is 6:30. FUCK!! How did I sleep that long saying a silent sorry to her mom for not answering she jumped up and headed towards the shower.

At 7:55 she had just finished getting ready choosing a more casual look going for tight plain black shirt, black skinny jeans and black low top converse with no socks. She left her hair down with some soft curls she looked good but didnt look like she was trying to hard.

At exactly 8 o'clock there was a knock on her door. She opened it to find Harry standing there looking like a model, he gave her a dimpled smile asking her if she was ready to go. She said yes and they started on there way, they were walking as Harry told her it was a couple blocks over. So they talked getting to know each other a little before it became harder to do at a party. Y/n told him how she transferred after winter break and not really having a chance to make many friends yet. They talked about their hometowns and about their majors at university in the short walk. As they came up to the house Harry turned to y/n "I don't think I mentioned how pretty you look tonight." Y/n put her head down and shyly thanked him. He smiled at her timidness and grabbed her hand to hold it as they walked up the steps and into the house.

"STYLES!" The crowd yelled as they walked in. Harry gave a small wave and then weaved the two of you thru the crowd and into the kitchen.

"What would you like to drink love?"he asked.

"Um in not sure beer is fine." You answered.

"Okay, beer it is I'll have one too. Do you wanna do a shot with me." Harry could see the hesitation in your eyes so he spoke up quickly. "Y/n I promise you, I'm not gonna leave you alone to fend for yourself tonight. Your stuck with me babygirl,so just know you are safe,well from everyone but me at least." Harry winked at you and you blushed. Harry poured two shots you both downed them then he decided it was time to introduce you to some of his mates and their girlfriends.

HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW-

Harry decided to introduce you to some of his mates and their girlfriends. He had only decided this on the way over. He had clearly seen how beautiful you were from the selfie you took on the fly for him. So when he showed up he thought he knew what to expect but when you opened the door he felt like he had been kicked in the gut, you were even more gorgeous then he had imagined. He still wasnt sure he would introduce you to his friends yeah you were gorgeous, but he wasnt sure about your personality. He found out quickly on the walk over that your personality was just as beautiful. You were funny, inquisitive, and you were smart. He decided by the time he reached the house that he was definitely introducing you to everybody. He also figured out by then that he had somehow developed a crush on you in that short period of time.

Harry was the campus heartthrob,he knew this getting girls to suck him off was easy in fact to easy there was a handful at everyday to pick from and after he got drunk he would chose one. He always let the girls know that he only wanted a one night thing and always gave them a chance to back out, but the girl always said she was fine with it. She just wanted to brag that she hooked up with him,but she still tried to come back even thou agreeing she still would text him and bug him at parties for a few weeks until she would finally give up. You thou for the first time since his freshman year he considered taking a girl on a date and seeing her more then once.

He brought her around and introduced you to each of his mates and their girlfriends. He was glad they all seemed to like you and when one of the girls asked you to go do a shot with her, you looked at him for approval maybe he wasnt sure. He nodded at you and when you smiled back at him before you walked away his heart skipped a beat, he thinks but it's been so long he cant quite be sure. When you walked off his friend smacked him on back.

"Styles, this is a first your introducing us to a one night hook up,this is definitely new. She's gorgeous,seems really sweet but why the sudden change in letting us meet her and this early into the night." He laughed

Harry shook his head. "Nah,not like that. I'm tutoring her in chemistry and I thought it would be cool if we got to know each other first. She only transferred here in December and she doesn't really know anyone,shes a sophomore. Shes a nice girl.

His other friend chimed in. "So then does that mean that she is open game for the rest of us cause I wouldn't mind hooking up with that and not just one night. He smirked.

Harry felt his jaw tighten. "No! She is not open game for any of you. I'm serious stay away from her. I have to tudor her and I won't have any of you making it awkward for her to come over if she needs to cause you guys did something fucking stupid! I'm serious stay away from her!"

"Ok,ok just asking calm down Styles. We get it she's yours. His friend huffed out.

Your damn right. Harry thought to himself she's mine. He had no idea why he felt so strongly about this but he wanted you for himself even if it was just a really good friendship and if he is honest with himself he wants more. He just can't grasp it he hasn't wanted to be with just one girl in years,but in a matter of a couple hours he felt this way about you. He was good at chemistry is this what they mean by love at first site. Your chemistry just matched with his perfectly. He only Hope's that you could feel the same way he wants to make a move on you tonight but doesn't want to scare you away so he is conflicted on what to do finally deciding to let the night play out however it does and just go with it.

Harry is brought out of his thoughts when he hears one of his hook ups from a couple months ago say something rude to you, he hadn't noticed you had just walked back up.

"Y/n was it?" She growls. "What the fuck makes you so special. Do you have special cock sucking skills the rest of us don't." She smirked. Harry was about to speak up but you spoke before he did.

"Sorry, I think I missed whatever this is about. Hmmm but let me just guess yeah? Maybe its cause I'm not the cock slut you are and maybe I have respect for myself you dont have seeing as you have been sucking his friends face off all night. Again I wasnt here for this conversation but I think I got it right why is Harry here with me etc. I cant tell you why I'm different I prefer to be respected and if I'm treated otherwise i dont stick around. Also I'm going to let you in on a little secret, we havent even hooked up. Yet that is. Does that answer your question love?" She huffed and stomped away. Harry looked at y/n with adoration in his eyes. One of his friends girlfriends started cracking up saying to y/n.

"Y/n that was fucking awesome all us girls hate that slut and you put her right in her place . We love you." She then turned to Harry. "Please keep her around Harry she is amazing and we would love to have her hang out more." Harry smiled and had nothing but pride for you at the moment.

He asked y/n to dance and they danced for most of the night stopping here and there to do a shot or grab a beer. To Harry's delight both of your dancing got closer and more suggestive, grinding on each other and panting. You had your back to his chest and your arms wrapped around his neck. Harry was in heaven, he moved your hair to the side so he could have access to your neck and before he could overthink it he started kissing down your next. He was so happy when he heard a little moan escape from you. He knew this was also unlike him he never even kissed a girl in front of anyone, he never wanted people to assume they were a couple, but with you he realized he didnt care if they thought that,he thinks he wants them to think your his so no one else try's to hit on you. He decides at that moment that if your willing he wants you to be his,he wants to call you his girl and for the first time he is nervous of what the answer will be. He always knew he could have the girls he hooked up be his girlfriend but with you he wasnt sure. So again he decides to just fly by the seat of his pants, he bends down,his lips hovering ever so slightly over the shell of your ear so they will skim over it when he speaks.

"Y/n, can I ask you something love?" She looks up at him and nods having that look of want in her eyes. He wont focus on that he doesn't want her to think he is only after one night. "I know we just met,and you might think I'm fucking crazy but I want you to be my girl just mine, what do you think about that baby?" Y/n looked back up at him and said. "Does that mean your only mine if I'm only yours?" Harry sees the concern in her eyes but his heart still fluttered at her question. The look in her eyes makes him want to protect her,to hold her and keep her safe in his arms, and fuck it makes him want to do the most unspeakable things to her. "Aww babygirl, it absolutely means I'm all yours sweet girl. Your mine and I am yours. Only mine. Only yours." With that y/n answers him. "Then yes i want to be yours Harry." He smiled then brought his hand to her chin to move her face in the perfect place for him to kiss her and he did he kissed her. It started out slow and sweet but got heavy and lustful within about 5 minutes.

"I promise" Harry starts. "That what ever you say has no effect on us being boyfriend/girlfriend,but I really want you to spend the night with me. No pressure, we dont have to do anything. I just really want you to stay with me." Y/n gave him a shy smile and told him she would stay. He felt lucky really lucky you agreed to stay the night with him and he knew everything was happening so fast but when you know you know right, and that's how he felt that this was right and it felt real and he wasnt going to let this moment slip away.

Y/N'S POINT OF VIEW-

She was in disbelief that all this was happening so fast, she'll admit that she felt something for Harry she even thinks she is feeling everything that he is. She doesn't want to just slept, she thinks as Harry takes her hand and starts walking them up the stairs to his room, but she is afraid what if this is just some twisted plot to get her in bed,she decided right then either way she wanted to be with him. Y/n wasn't very experienced in the sex department she only had had 3 boyfriends her whole life and only had sex with one of them and it wasn't what she thought it was going to be. He only ever worried about getting himself off and as soon as he would cum he would roll over and fall asleep always leaving her to deal with it herself,and honestly she didnt even know much about doing that so most of the time she just went to sleep never feeling satisfied.

When they entered Harry's room she decided to just blurt it out,figuring if it was going to ruin the night better to do it before anything even started.

"Harry." She quietly said, but it was loud enough to grab his attention. He saw the concerned look on her face so he moved to her cupping her face in his hands. He still felt the need to protect her even in this situation. "What's the matter baby? Hmm you can tell me yeah? Tell daddy what's got you upset babygirl." Y/n had never had anyone talk to her like that never even considered herself to have a daddy kink but holy shit the flip flops her stomach did and the way her thighs clenched told her she very much had one. Making herself concentrate on what she wanted to say"Harry I'm not very experienced I've only been with one person and he just stuck it in and got off and went to sleep so I might be really bad in bed and not know how to do all the things your used to so if you want to stop this now and have me go home i dont blame you cause you might be wasting your time in fact I'm sorry i wasted your time it's just that-" Harry cut you off from your rambling runon sentence. " Babygirl look at me." he says lifting your chin up. "I'm sorry that the only person you were with was a selfish dickhead. I assure you that it is not how sex is supposed to go. It's about pleasing your partner first and foremost I believe and yes being pleased in return is also amazing. I personally think if my girlfriend doesn't cum at least two to three times before I even cum once then I'm not doing my job as her boyfriend." He said as he started kissing her cheek."If you let me I'll teach you baby, but you have to be a good little girl for daddy yeah? You'll do as your told? This could be great for both of us, you learn what it feels like to have multiple orgasms in one night and I get a babygirl made just for me. How does that sound little one?" Y/n was in awe she never imagined she would be turned on being called little girl,or little one. She never thought she would love the way Harry was making her feel so little and submissive,like she would trust him to do anything and she would be ok. She never thought about being in a dom/sub relationship. She felt that is what he was asking without saying it directly but she didnt want to assume so she asked with bright pink cheeks if that is what he was ultimately asking of her. He kissed her lips softly and spoke into her mouth as he answered. "Yes I am,but mostly in the bedroom,I am a dominant but I havent practiced it in a awhile. I never bothered to go there with one night stands only in a relationship so there was trust and honesty. If you dont like something you'll tell me and well have a safe word, so you'll assure me that you will always use it if you feel the need to, do you promise to do these things baby?" Y/n answered back yes and with that Harry kissed her holding her face in both his hands so he controlled everything about the kiss. Y/n sunk into the kiss fall into a hazy state that she is guessing is what they call slipping into sub space. Shes still not sure how all this happened so fast but hey one thing she did learn from her chemistry class that things that have chemistry work so why fight it.

3RD PERSON POV

Harry slowly slid his hands down to her neck down her sides till they were at her waist, he tugged her tight to him but then spun her around so they were in the position they had been in when dancing. With her back to his front he took her arms and wrapped them as they had been before around his neck. Then he slowly slid the backs of his hands down her sides eliciting goosebumps in their wake. When he reached her waist this time he grabbed the hem of her t shirt and brought it up her torso, over her breast, unhooking her arms from his neck so he could bring it over her head and rid you of the shirt totally. Leaving her hands at her side for the moment as he put his fingers thru each one of the straps pulling them down and letting them lay against her arms. She shuddered as his hands went around to her back and un hooked her bra. Y/n's hands automatically came up to stop the bra from falling and exposing her. Harry shook his head and sighed " Little girl,I thought you said you trusted daddy,or is it that your embarrassed,what is it angel I need to know?" She let out the breath she had been holding in. "It's not you i promise it's me I'm self conscious and when i was with the other person he never bothered even taking off my shirt or bra." Harry scoffed "He is a fucking waste of air baby. You are beautiful nothing to be embarrassed about he didnt take of your shirt cause he was selfish and was only worried about himself, and I'm sorry baby if he made you feel that way,but trust me it had nothing to do with your body or how you looked. You deserve to be worshipped,and I want to be the one who worships you,is that ok?" "Yes, daddy." She breathed out. When she had finally said daddy for the first time he felt his cock twitch,it had never turned him on as much as it has at this moment.

Harry took her arms and pulled them away so the bra falls down away from her. He groaned at the site and brought his hands up and started feeling her up making his way to her nipples taking each one between his fore finger and his thumb and rolling them until they became hardened stiff peaks that he could not wait to get his mouth around,but he didnt want to rush anything so when her hand laid back against his shoulder. He cooed whispered praises as his hands made their way to the button of her Jean's. He could feel her stiffen when she realized his action,but he tilted he head and started kissing her passionately with that he felt the tension leave her body so he continued,eventually removing her Jean's leaving her in just her panties. Her turned her around her almost naked body pressed against his as he slowly walked her backwards to the bed. He laid her down and instructed her to move so she is in the center of the bed.

Y/n lies on the bed mesmerized watching Harry slowly unbuttoned his shirt. She doesn't even realize that she licked her lips only Harry's smock made her realize what she had done and she blushed and turned her head away. Harry rid himself of his shirt and crawled up the bed and hovered over her again grabbing her chin he spoke. "Hey,babygirl you dont ever have to hide or be embarrassed about wanting me, it's not embarrassing at all baby it turns me on to think you want me or that I'm turning you on. Like I told you your pleasure is the most important thing to me. I want to ask you before I even start has anyone ever eaten your sweet little pussy before little girl?" Oh god y/n thought she was going to internally combust, that was so hot. "No,no one ever has, is that bad?" "Fuck no." He replied. " I get to be the first and only person to eat your sweet peach, not bad baby,not bad at all." He smiled at her and started kissing her slowly moving away from her lips and kissing and sucking down her jawline and continuing to her neck stopping when he found her sweet spot to pay extra attention to it. Y/n let out a soft moan which only fueled him on. He continued on to her breast sighing when he finally went to put his lips around your perky nipple. He sucked on her nipple lightly at first,rolling the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger again. He started to suck harder then backed away to blow cool air over her nipple. She let out a whine that was so fucking sexy as he switched to give the same attention to the other nipple.

Deciding to continue downward even thou he could have honestly stayed attached to her breast all night. He moved down till his face was just an inch away from her core and he couldn't even deny that the thought of eating her pussy,was getting him harder by the second if that was even possible.

He looked up at her still not connecting this lips to her pussy. "You still ok with this sweetie he said. She nodded, but he still did nothing. He slapped the inside of her thigh hard and she whined. "Use your words little girl." He practically growled. "Yes,yes daddy I want it please,I'll be a goodgirl,ill be your goodgirl." That was all he needed to hear. He licked up her slit ever so slowly but evading her clit, he did this again and again all the while with a smirk cause he knew it was driving her crazy but also knew she wouldn't say anything and since this is the first time he decided to have mercy on you when his next swipe up of his tongue he enclosed her clit between his lips and sucked. Y/s body jolted up as she yelped. "Lay back baby,its ok just enjoy it and just for this one you dont have to ask me if you can cum. I want you to cum if you feel it,ok? Daddy wants to taste it so bad so dont hold back,I wanna hear you too dont worry about anyone else here the party will drown you out just as long as I hear you baby so let me know I'm doing my job at making you feel good." Y/ns head was spinning Harry was back at licking and sucking at her pussy and it felt amazing she cant believe she has been missing out on this,she let out a loud moan when he pus3d a finger gently into her,he started pumping it in and out of her. "Shit,your tight,so fucking tight on just my finger,I'm gonna add another finger baby." He slipped the second one in and she moaned again louder this time. "That's it baby feel it feel my fingers in your tight pussy." He then bent down and sucked on her clit while continually pumping his fingers in and out of her. Y/n felt her tummy tighten, her body started to tingle, she got nervous at first honestly embarrassed she had never cum in front of someone. Harry sensing her hesitation egged her on. "Come on baby let it go, cum for daddy, I want to taste you, give daddy all your cum baby come on let go let yourself go for daddy pretty baby." With that the damn in y/n broke,she moaned loud,her body convulsing as she gripped onto his hair tightly making him moan into her pussy making her spasm even more. She came and she came hard it knocked the wind out of her. She was dazed she hadn't even noticed Harry had crawled up the bed to her. He kissed her letting her taste herself on his tongue,fuck it was dirty but so erotic and she was into it definitely. Harry kissed her till he could tell that her haze had dissipated. "Are you ok? Do you want to continue or we could stop for tonight,I dont mind I think it's hot I gave you your first orgasm." He smiled. Y/n shook her head. "I want to please you too, I am not selfish and before you ask I'm saying this because I want to do it not that I feel that I have to or am obligated to do it. I really want to suck your cock daddy,will you tech me how,please? I promise I'll be a good girl and listen to everything you say. I'll do it just like you ask me to. I will I swear."

"Fuck, fucking hell baby, shit yeah I'll teach ya. You wanna know how to suck daddy off,you want him to cum down your pretty little throat. Gonna swallow it all like the good little girl I know you are, is that what you want kitten,huh is that what your asking daddy to teach you baby?" Why were even his words so fucking hot. His voice alone could make her cum she thinks it's so sexy and at the same time gruff and she loves it.

"Yes daddy,yes that's what I'm asking. Will you teach me that?"

"Ok,first off I'm gonna stand up and your gonna get on the floor on your knees." Y/n scurried to get on her knees next to the bed,Harry nodded his approval.

"Next unbutton my pants and pull them down and next pull down my briefs so they are off."

Y/n unbuttoned his pants removing them and his briefs. She stared at his cock it was so big was he even going to fit in her mouth. Harry ran both his hands thru her hair instructing her to to open her mouth to keep her teeth behind her lips he instructed her to lick up and down the shaft and to not forget the balls. He told her not to try to take all of him her first time cause she didnt know how her gag reflex was that they would work up to that. He told her to wrap her hand around what she couldn't fit in her move and to pump it and move it in unison with her mouth and to always make sure it was wet really wet,the water the better. He was a sucker for a filthy,sloppy blow job.

Y/n did as she was told hiding her teeth behind her lips but before that she remembered and she let a large amount of spit fall from her lips on to the head of his cock and then used her hand jerking him off for a few minutes to spread it around and make sure he was fully drenched her spit and by the way he hissed she thinks she did it right. She bends down and engulfed the head of his cock between her lips sucking down a little ways testing the waters. She then licks a strip up his cock running her tongue along the his slit slowly and tasting his precum went back to do it again loving the way he tasted. She was more eager when she took him back into her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down. Going a little further a little deeper everytime. Harry was panting his hands gripping tightly at your hair making your scalp tingle from the pain it caused. She moaned around him liking the way the pain in her scalp combined with him in her mouth it was a amazing feeling that had her tummy doing those flip,flops again. She couldn't believe she was getting turned on by sucking his cock.

"Fuck babygirl that it, keep going, your doing so good for daddy. Shit, you keep taking me further down I guess you dont have a gag reflex baby, that's good for both of us..." he moaned loudly.

Y/n started getting into it. Found out she really enjoyed sucking him off and she loved the way he tasted she could do this every day and not get tired of it. Harry's eyes rolled in the back of his head when she sucked his balls into her mouth. He only let out a low growl of "Fuck." As she went back to sucking him off bobbing her head head up and down on his couck taking him deeper and deeper but not going g to fast wanting him to enjoy this. "Your lips,..fuck your lips are like heaven baby. You are making your daddy feel so so good. Are you ready to take my cum kitten,ready to swallow it all down like a good girl?" Y/n moaned her affirmation into his cock and that sent him over the edge. Gripping her hair so fucking tight as he stilled her and thrust himself into her mouth a few more times before stilling and having his seed spill down the back of her throat and he came so hard some of shot strait back and down her throat without her even swallowing. When he had finished cuming he had her open her mouth to show she swallowed it all.

"He pulled her to his chest and wrapped his arms around her. Y/n smiled as he turned her face towards him.

"I know your probably to tired to do anything else tonight and that's fine. You did so good tonight for me baby we can sleep now if you want I'll hold you close,but let me clean you up first."

"Daddy" a small bounce called him as he went to get up. "Yes babygirl?" "I'm not to tired daddy,unless you are then we can wait till later." Harry tsked "Oh babygirl I am more then ready to fuck your pretty pink pussy till you cant walk for a week. But first for being a little brat you need to come lay over daddy's lap." She cried "No daddy I didnt mean it. I'm not a brat I'm your good girl I'm sorry." He shook his head. "Dont make me have to pull you over come willingly and it will be easier on you." Y/n whimpered, but crawled over to him and laid herself over his lap. "You ok baby, you remember the safe word we picked out? She whispered a quiet "yes" "y/n" Harry said. "You dont have to do this baby,just tell me ok dont be scared if your not up for it I dont want to push you." "I'm ok daddy, I promise, i guess I'm under further then i thought you could be but i trust you daddy."

Harry felt a shiver go down his back, y/n was in subspace and he never saw someone fall so hard and so fast. It made his feelings for her deepen the thought of her trusting him so completely in such a short amount of time was pulling on his heart strings. So he decided then he would go easy on her with the spankings tonight because of her trust for him and also reminding himself this is new to you and if he let himself fully go into daddy mode he might scare you away.

Y/n wasnt ready for the first strike when it made contact with her ass. "Oww!" She cried out. "Count baby or I'll add more." He growled out. "One" she whimpered. Then she took the other four remaining spanks the best she could remembering to count so when she got to five and they stopped she was relieved. "You did so good for daddy baby,you were such a goodgirl. Oh fuck your so wet kitten." Harry said as he pushed two fingers into her dripping wet pussy. She moaned out as he started to finger fuck her with two fingers then adding a third, letting her know he had to stretch her out nice and good so she could take his big cock in her tiny pussy.

When Harry thought that he had stretched y/n out enough he laid her back on the bed with his body on top of hers. He started kissing her deeply and grinding his hard cock against her pulsing pussy, eventually asking her if she was ready. She answered yes and they both moaned as he slid into her inch by inch stopping briefly from time to time to let her adjust to him. When he was finally sunk all the way balls deep into her silk cavern,he wait to let her adjust. "Daddy move please,I'm fine I promise. Fuck me daddy i dont want you to hold back,want it so bad daddy please." He cocked his head to the side. "Such a needy little girl are we? You cant even give daddy a minute and your begging for him to fuck you, but who am I to deny my babygirl anything." He said as he thrust forward suddenly making her Yelp. "Is this what you wanted baby?" He asked as he started fucking her hard pressing her body into the mattress with every thrust. "Fuck yes, daddy just like that, your so big, I feel so full. I love your cock in my tight pussy." "That's right babygirl and who's pussy is this? Who does this tight little pussy belong to?" He asked as he pounded into her. "You daddy only you." Harry then moved his hand between them and started rubbing her clit. Y/n cried out"Im gonna cum daddy please let me,please let me cum." He was feeling his end approach quickly also." Cum little girl, cream all over your daddy's cock, common baby cum,cum for me now." With that y/n came with Harry following right after.

Harry smiled at y/n as she was wrapped up in his arms. "Remind me to send the professor a thank you for recommending me to tudor you in chemistry." They both smiled at each other both caught up in the new feelings they were experiencing and excited for whatever the future held for them. With their chemistry it was destined to be amazing.

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