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yourfatherlucifer · 2 months

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Sticky Situation (HJ)

Ghoul!Hongjoong x afab!reader

Summary: after receiving a dare from your friends, you went into the ‘haunted’ mansion as everyone says, but is it really haunted though? Something is watching you..

Warnings: NSFW MDNI, messy intercourse, slight stalking, dumbification, slime/goo play, ghost stuff, mention of death, aphrodisiac cum, rough sex.

Genre: Smut

AU: Paranormal

WC: 1.6k

Rated: R

Tags: @stardragongalaxy here is your secret admirer request!

Also there will be no part two cause I struggled lol

“Come on, you guys really cannot believe it’s haunted! Ghosts don’t exist!”

Your friends had rolled their eyes at you, “You don’t have to believe us, which is why we are daring you to go inside.”

You had stood in front of a large lavish yet run down mansion, it looked like it was straight from the 1700's, but it was still beautiful. It didn't exactly look quite abandoned but also looked like no one lived there. Maybe someone kept maintenance of it.

Approaching the vast doors, they creaked open with just a soft touch, “Hello?” You called out, like an idiot. Have you not learned from the horror films?

The place was beautiful on the inside, but was clearly abandoned, yet in pristine shape. Who was keeping it so mummified?

There was a grand staircase that winded up to the second floor, which was lined with old renaissance paintings, covered in yellow varnish.

A lot of furniture was covered with white cloth, which you assumed was to protect them from the dust already accumulating.

Dead eyes appeared in the darkness, watching you from afar yet you hadn’t noticed.

The air was musty and smelly, smelled of slight death and blood.

You made your way through double doors and found an almost pristine kitchen with antique appliances, the fridge, the stove, etc. All early eras.

Slipping out of the kitchen into the next room, you found a secret staircase, it seemed like it led to the basement, but as you descended down the steps, the stench of death kept heavily increasing. So, you quickly ran back up the stairs and slammed the door shut, covering your mouth as you tried not gag.

The eyes that watched your every move, quietly chuckled. An evil like smirk forming on its face.

Did you walk into a serial killer's hideout? Why did it smell like pure death? You wanted to leave so badly but your friends made a bet you wouldn’t last long, through the night even so.

You covered your mouth and left the area with teary eyes. You made your way upstairs to the second floor, the winding steps making you dizzy.

You could only open doors that were unlocked and there weren’t many. It was as if someone was trying to prevent you from exploring. You found the master bedroom, or what seemed to be the master bedroom. It was very large. The bed looked very dusty and unused. Looks like this is the room you’ll be staying in tonight, you thought to yourself.

Making your way to the bed, the floor creaked beneath you. You winced with every step and hoped this home was truly empty and was just an old place with dead bodies.

When you sat on the bed, you noticed some type of slime was excreting from it. You shot up from the mattress and began frantically wiping your pants, clearly grossed out.

“What the fuck!” You gagged, hands now covered in the slime.

You couldn’t even begin to think of where it came from, let alone excrete from an old bed.

As you went to leave the room, the door slammed shut in front of you. You let out a loud scream and fell to the floor, slightly bruising your tailbone from the fall.

“Where’d you think you’re going, pet?” A voice mocked you in the darkness.

You gasped in fear as you stood up to your feet, running to the door. Pulling on the handle that just wouldn’t budge. You cried out in frustration as you began to feel trapped and feared for your life.

“Awe, you think you can leave, oh-precious-life?” The voice began to stalk towards you.

You whipped around to face a man, or what looked like a man, his deathly pale skin, wide brimmed hat and a long black coat approached you with a scary grin.

“Get away from me!” You backed into the door.

“That’s very cute. You aren’t going anywhere.”

As he came closer, you could inspect his features, which you came to realize he is very attractive, but still scared you to the very bone.

His black tipped fingers came to brush against your cheek, goo oozing from the tips.

His chest pressed closer against yours, the hat brim stopping him from pushing even closer, “You smell delicious.” His tongue swiped across his lips, “I love the scent of fear.”

You whimpered as he threw the hat across the room. His nose falling to your neck crevice, inhaling your scent. The close proximity of this attractive..man, was arousing you greatly.

He let out a loud cackle, “Ooh, never have I had a human get aroused just by this!”

You gripped onto his coat as he began licking strips along your skin, taking in the flavor of human flesh.

He chuckled once again at your desperation, “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you, human?”

Hongjoong pressed his hardening bulge against your thigh.

‘What are you doing?” You whined as his hands began to roam your body.

“I’m going to fuck you, is that not what you want?” He whispered into your ear, nipping on the lobe.

His hands began to roam your body, “I can clearly smell how much you want this.”

His two hands came up to your shirt, grabbing the middle and ripping it in half. The pieces hang there from your shoulders. You yelp in protest, heat flooding throughout your body.

“You’re never gonna want another human cock after this.” An evil like cackle spilled from his lips with a toothy and mischievous

grin.

His teeth pierce the skin between your neck and shoulder, not drawing blood but practically attaching himself to you with a mark.

He grabs you from under the thighs and hikes you against the wall, tearing your feet from the floor, to wrap around his waist. His hardened cock now pressed against your clothes and wet cunt.

Hongjoong giggled in your ear, “You know, I haven’t fucked a human in so long, not since I died,” He pulls his face away and takes one boob in his hand, the black slime on his fingers left behind a slimey trail down your breast valley. His claw-like fingernails jabbed into the plush skin, drawing blood and pain. He didn’t care for your cries because he knew you wanted this just as much as him.

He brought his pale lips to yours, smashing them together. He then carries you to the unused bed, practically throwing you on the mattress. He uses his hands to rip open your pants, tossing the now ruined fabric across the room.

You quickly scrambled to the headboard, clearly embarrassed you were in your underwear in front of him.

A crazy grin spread against his cheeks as he grabbed your ankles, yanking you down the mattress and back to him, “Why do you continue to try and run from me?” his hand ran down your waist, to your thighs, then back up to your underwear, snapping the band against your hips.

Hongjoong buries his face against your clothed cunt, taking in the scent of your arousal, “Fuck, smells so good.”

You whine as he pulls down the cloth, tossing it over his shoulder. His long and pointed tongue darts out to lick the slick that leaked out of your hole. He throws your legs over his shoulders and pressed his nose against your clit. His tongue playing and teasing the tight hole, he wanted to prepare it for what he referred to as his, ‘monster sized cock,’ when he wasn’t wrong. He is a monster and his cock is huge.

“Gonna fuck you so good.” He mumbled into your cunt as his tongue swirled around your walls, his fingers digging into the back of your thighs. Then slipped his free hand underneath, and slipped a finger in just below his wet muscle.

When he was done playing with you, he removed himself from you and let your legs down.

“Ready for my cock, pretty one?”

You whimpered with a nod, spreading your legs to reveal your puffy and used cunt, “Please, I want your cock so bad.”

He laughed and took the base of his cock and lined himself up, the tip of his tongue sticking out in concentration as he pushed in, “Little human is so pathetic for me. How cute.”

The second his cock reached the hilt, you already felt fucked dumb. He was just that big, his cock so thick and long in size. The best you’ve had.

“Gonna cry?” He grunts as thrusts his hips up, “Gonna cry like a little baby? Can’t handle my cock?” He rests his arms by your head, “Well too bad, you’re gonna take it, you’re gonna love it and you’re gonna beg me for more.”

He sat back on his knees, thrusting into your cunt, while his hands excreted ectoplasm onto your body, the stick feeling was heavy and gross but you couldn’t focus on that. Not while his cock jackhammered into you, barely putting any effort into it yet he had you seeing stars.

He flipped your body around, so that your head could be pushed into the dusty mattress. He raised your hips up, but also rested a hand on your lower back.

You let out a scream as this angle let him reach you even deeper than before, his cock seemed to stretch you out even more if that was possible.

“I’m gonna cum so fucking deep in you, you’ll never want to leave me here. You’ll be mine forever.” His hand gripped your hip so tight, that his nails drew blood and left behind bruises.

“Please, inside, please!” The mattress mumbled your words but he understood you clearly.

He leans down to your ear, “Gladly.”

His black cum spurt out in all directions inside of you. It definitely didn’t feel normal but it heated you up and felt like you needed more. You wanted more, “Oh fuck, I need more. Fuck me more. Please.” You whined and looked back at him.

“That’s so funny, I told you that you’d beg for more, pretty one.”

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phoward89 · 1 month

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Based on this ask

Best friend!Coriolanus x Reader, Coriolanus x Best friend!Reader, Academy!Coriolanus x Academy!Reader

You just couldn't believe what happened. Your boyfriend, Livinius Cardew, who was a year older than you, was cheating on you. And you just had to find out by walking in on him and the skank from the University that he was cheating on you with. God, why did you decide to go to Vinny's apartment (that his parents got him whenever he graduated from the academy last year) to surprise him for? Usually you call and see if he's busy or not.

But no…today you decideed to just drop by since you were already in the neighborhood. Well, you were actually in the library working on a project with your best friend, Coriolanus, but decided instead of going home to your Corso apartment you'd go see your boyfriend instead.

Coryo couldn't stand Vinny, but he tolerated Livia Cardew's older brother because he was your boyfriend. The platinum blonde didn't want you ditching him to the curb over some asshole, so he played nice with your boyfriend.

But after tonight, well, he won't be hiding his hatred for the older Cardew sibling anymore.

Of course, after being let inside of Livinius’ apartment by the Avox and finding him in his study getting ridden like a trick pony by some university girl, you ran to the only place you could. Your best friend's penthouse.

You were a wreck, tear stains and mascara rolling down your cheeks, as you frantically knocked on Coriolanus' door. You felt so stupid, felt so heartbroken by being cheated on and just needed your best friend.

Coriolanus had just sat down for a dinner of gloopy mashed potatoes and water cabbage soup with Grandma'am and Tigris whenever a loud frantic knock sounded at the door. Since the Snow family didn't socialize with too many people (due to keeping their status of not having a pot to piss in on the down low) they knew that it could only be one of two people. You or Pluribus Bell, their neighbor.

Standing up, Coriolanus told the women at the table, ‘I'll get it, Grandma'am, Tigris. Just keep eating.”

“Invite whoever it is for dinner. It's not too late for us to include a guest, Coriolanus.” Grandma'am told her grandson before sipping on her watery cabbage broth. Only that old woman would act like they're holding a grand feast instead of eating a bland meal for peasants.

Coryo just nodded and thinly smiled at his Grandma'am, who he felt was growing more delusional by the day. “Of course, Grandma’am.”

“Go on, Coryo, before they break the door down.” Tigris shooed her cousin as the knocks on the door got louder and more frantic.

Honestly, Tigris was getting tired of doing ‘favors’ for the maintenance man in order to borrow tools or electrical tape, etc. She shuddered at the thought of how many ‘favors’ the maintenance man would want to sand out and fix a dented door.

“Y/N, baby, what's wrong? What happened?” Coryo asked as soon as he opened the door and saw you standing in front of him, looking like a heartbroken mess with mascara and tears staining your cheeks. Your eyes, usually so beautiful and bright, were dull and blood shot. And when all Coryo got for an answer was you bursting into years and flinging yourself at him, he knew that somebody hurt you. “Who do I gotta kill?” He seriously asked while wrapping his arms around you; giving you a hug.

A hug that was warm, tight, and protective all wrapped up into one.

“I caught Vinny cheating on me.” You told your best friend as sobs wracked your body.

If Coryo didn't already hate Livinius, well he definitely does now. How could that stupid asshole cheat on you? You're perfect. You're the entire package. Any man would be more than lucky to have you

Then, one thought popped into Coryo's head. The reason why you got cheated on. Coryo and you talked about a lot of stuff, including sex. You knew about how he lost his virginity in some ally behind a club when he was drunk (thanks to a bet by Festus) and he knew that you were on the fence post about going all the way with Livinius. That everytime things should go past foreplay you seemed to get nervous and stop things from going further. So, Coryo figured that Livinius Cardew got tired of blowjobs and handjobs; decided to find some whore to get his dick wet with.

“I hope you broke up with him.” Your best friend told you, because he really didn't want to see you get used and trampled on. Once a cheater always a cheater, or at least that's how the old saying goes.

Nodding against his chest, you sniffled, “Yes, I broke up with him.”

“How about we get you inside and cleaned up in the kitchen; then we'll join Grandma'am and Tigris in the dining room for dinner.” Coriolanus suggested, hoping that eating with him and his family would get your mind off of your recent breakup. Plus his family loves you, they’ll be able to help cheer you up.

Looking up at him through teary eyes, you sadly said, “Okay.”

Coriolanus rubbed your back and assured you, “You're heartbroken now, darling, but it'll mend. It won't hurt forever.” Breaking the hug, because he needed to get you inside of the penthouse, he said, “I'll make sure you forget all about that cheating bastard. We'll hangout, do whatever you want. Okay?”

“Okay.” You nodded, giving your best friend a sad smile.

Wrapping an arm around you, the platinum blonde simply said, “Come on, let's get you cheered up.��, while ushering you into his house.

And cheer you up he did. Coriolanus let you sleep over that night and listened to you vent about Vinny. He sat with you as you cried it out. Then he swore, as your best friend, that he'd never let anyone hurt you ever again.

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k2ntoss · 4 months

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UNTITLED N°1 !! demon dean

(gif from pinterest, credits to the owner)

tw ⭒ minors dni, SMUT, dirty talk, dean x f!reader, did i already said this is demon dean shit???? i am vibrating on another level istg, fingering (f. receiving), sex toys (vibrator), spanking, oral (m. receiving), p in v, public space, unprotected sex, etc.

a/n ⭒ ian i swear i'll hunt you down for giving me ideas EVERY FUCKING DAY and yeah, implicit the fact of the lipgloss stuff i wrote for jason but a bit different here, it's 1 am and i'm going back home from a party so prob no proof read, shhhh

words count ⭒ 2.505 (at this point i don't even dream of doing something short)

dean was changed since the last time you saw him, right before he received the mark of cain and way before he turned into a damn demon, sam and you looked for him for days until you stumbled with him outside of a night club which wasn't the best situation to find the guy who was supposed to be your boyfriend, the one that once treated you like the most important thing on his life and now only thought of you as another one night stand.

and what are you doing at a night club? well, long night and almost no sleep so you decided to take baby for a ride and maybe look for dean and here you are, standing in front of him while you fight the urge to punch him right across the face when you notice the lipstick smudges he has all over his jaw and neck "you're fucking amazing, dean" the sarcasm that drips from your voice seems to amuse him, dean grins at you with arms crossed over his chest as he walks closer "looks like you can't remember you shouldn't take the things that don't belong to you, sweetheart" he ignores your annoyance completely, walking around you with heavy steps almost as if he was a predator and you were a sick little animal to hunt and torture.

"yeah? i couldn't care less, what the hell are you doing here?" right behind the club the parking lot is almost empty, the led lights drawing shades on your bodies and the muffled music being almost completely hushed by your voice "having fun, can't a man have fun with a bunch of pretty girls? or are you getting jealous?" he has always had a smart mouth but this time his words do hurt a little but they also fuel your anger "you're being an ass, dean" words come out as a growl, avoiding his question because he already knows the answer damn well, it doesn't take humanity to understand that she loved the dean she used to know and that this dean only made her remember him but here again, he couldn't care less about your feelings right now.

"and you're being a pain in the ass, darling" he'll reply once he's in front of you, a devilish smirk on his lips at the same time he leans in making your heart rush because even with dean being a demon there was still an ounce of the man you loved and that minimal part of him still wanted you and only you, it was enough for it to take over and make you notice the glimpse of desire he had, a growing need to press his lips on yours and pin you against the impala, the same one that has already been the place for a good amount of the times you've let yourself melt into each other's touch and oh, if the evil side of dean hasn't used those memories to get off to your vulnerable image when you tremble under your lover. the way he stands so close to you, how he looks at your lips and licks his owns makes you shiver, making your lips part before he gives into your dean's needs; his lips are over yours, a bruising kiss as his hands grip your waist roughly, his touch making you moan from the pain his hands inflicted on your flesh.

once he pulled back you were panting and dean was living for that, his hand ran until it was on your neck "i think i have something in mind that you could enjoy, i miss someone misses fucking you dumb..." he whispers while tilting your head up to make you look up at him, green eyes fixed on yours made feel hypnotized until the point you walked to the passenger seat as dean got behind the steering wheel, the sigh making you even more hungry because the way he drove always made things to you. dean made the engine roar, pulling into the road until you both were sure it was safe to start anything. dean leaned to your side, his arm going behind your sit until he was able to reach a small vibrator he had used before with you, one of your road adventures from the past "are you gonna be good for me?" his voice was filled with a hint of what felt like mischief but also that cockiness that was part of him, you knew that maybe this wasn't the best idea, you should be the one driving to take dean back to the bunker but you mind was full of the bunch of memories of your boyfriend's dick deep inside of you and that was enough to make you forget any other responsability for at least a while, it had been a good long time since the last time you had any kind of sexual interaction thanks to him so, why not take the chance? so you nodded at him, lips pressed in a thin line as you waited for his next move.

there's a smirk on dean's face as he drives single handled, twisting the small vibrator between his fingers, dropping it on your thigh while you shift on your seat "sit pretty and spread those pretty legs of yours for me" he orders simply and you obey, legs spread enough for him to reach with his hand, undoing your belt and buttons before he slides two fingers under your clothes, starting to caress you slowly, torturing he plays with your clit circling over it before he pinches it softly making you moan shamelessly "fuck, dean..." you mutter when one of your hands goes to grab his wrist to make him stop when his fingers circle a bit faster "oh, you're being a little killjoy" he taunts with a click of his tongue but he takes his hand off you to grab the toy, turning it on just to slide it until he's able to press it against your sensitive bud, the vibrations making you gasp and hold onto the leather seat "just as slutty as always, aren't you? bet you've been dreaming about being fucked by me a lot lately" words making you moan and buck your hips, your eyes fixed on his movements when dean takes his hand away again, fingers coated on your wetness which he licks while glacing at you, the action only making you squirm in need of his mouth on you "and also as sweet as always, mhm, i could pull over and eat your pussy but i have other things in mind... close your legs, baby, and don't even think you can cum before i say you can."

with your legs closed the vibrator was pressed a little harder on your clit, it makes you sigh and whimper in the five eternal minutes it takes dean to find a good place to pull over, behind a small bar. he opens the door, getting to the back seat and sitting there, legs spread and his arms across the back of the seat "aren't you gonna come here, baby?" he asks teasingly, of course he was asking you to walk yourself out of the car and to the back seat, shaky legs and overstimulated, cursing him on your mind but still growing needier so when you get off the car and open the back door you can't help but bite your lip when dean is there undoing his belt and taking it off slowly with his eyes glued to you "come here and lay on my lap, sweetheart" he takes your hand in his, pulling you in taking advantage of your weak legs to make you lay on his lap, tummy flat over the seat while your hips rest over his legs when he closes the door before his hand stops on your ass, stroking you softly as he started to pull your jeans down slowly exposing your silky panties, chuckling lowly at the sight of the wet spot between your legs where the vibrator was still making you squirm and moan "so fucking wet, mhm? thought you would be harder to break down... such a easy whore" dean's voice is as rough and low as all the times you've found yourself so needy and hot for him, the big difference was that right now he was indeed a big bad wolf about to eat you alive.

every thought was erased of your head as soon as you felt his belt comming down to hit your ass, making you moan as dean's free hand snaked between your thighs to pull off the vibrator "oh, the little girl enjoys being spanked? you have a pretty sick mind, huh, you like being treated as a slut?" another spank falls on your rear, making you squirm and hold back a loud whimper before you nod "i love it... when you treat me like that" you moan, your reaction brings a wide grin to his face as he lets the leather belt fall again on your ass, the red marks of it standing over your skin as a sing of the way it would bruise by the morning, fuel for dean to keep it up until your cheeks were all red, your hips up with your ass on the air and your eyes teary from how much you needed him "god... dean, please" you beg and he growls at your voice.

"down. on your knees" he is quick to command, making you kneel on the floor, sitting all pretty and obedient between his legs as he undoes his jeans, pulling them down with his boxers making your mouth water at how hard his dick was in front of you "open that pretty mouth of yours, i want to fuck your face" the amount of dirty words turning you, leaning in you place your hands on his thighs while your tongue runs over his lenght tasting him and moaning softly at the way dean is looking at you. the growl he lets out when your lips are wrapped around his tip is gutural, his left hand going to grab a handful of your hair while you suck on him, tiny licks on him that leave your lips shiny from his precum "never thought a slut could look as pretty as you, mhm, those lips all pretty and shiny for me" he says in a low and raspy tone before he pulls your head by your hair, pressing his cock between your lips to make you swallow him right before he starts to move you, his hands making you bob your head causing you to gag and choke. your eyes are closed but it doesn't stop a few tears from falling from your eyes while dean pushes his dick into your mouth, throat fucking you between growls and moans of pure pleasure, smirking each time you gag and chuckling when he lets you pull away to breath but it doesn't take you too much until you're again looking to put his dick into your mouth "oh, baby so hungry... a needy whore that loves choking on my cock"

you whine when dean pulls you away from him, his hand grips your hair to bring you back to his lap but this time he makes you sit with your back pressed against his chest "i need to fuck that sweet pussy of yours, sweetheart, wanna see you ride me like a fucktoy" he whispers into your ear before making you lean forward, your ass perfectly pressed against him and a nice view of your hips and waist when he lifts you up and pulls your panties to the side before pushing his dick inside your snug walls in a rough thrust "so damn thight... gonna make you scream, baby" dean growls while his hands hold your waist to urge you to start moving.

at first you're just grinding your hips against his, feeling his dick moving inside of you in a way that made you moan softly but the need building inside your tummy made your movements change into quick and sloppy hops while you held yourself on the front seats, tits bouncing and your ass slapping against his body "that's a good bunny, fucking yourself on my cock like a good slut" a low moan escapes his lips and his hands are sliding under your black top, lifting the fabric until his hands are squeezing your breasts "you know how i love it when you're not wearing anything under your shirts? love this perfect tits of yours" you moan when his fingers are toying with your nipples at the same time he decides to move his hips to meet your movements, making him reach deeper inside of you.

anyone who came out of the bar sober enough could see what was going out inside of the impala, the sight of you bouncing with your eyes closed and mouth open as you moaned loudly enough to be heard if someone came closer to the car, it only turned you on more and it showed in the way your pussy clenched around dean like a vice, his strokes only going faster and harder when your legs started to fail you to keep on bouncing on him "who would have thought you would like to be seen getting fucked like a whore, mhm, you enjoy the way everyone knows you're getting dicked down so good, baby?" and you nod, your moans making it hard for you to speak properly, dean is laughing at you and it's humillating but it also makes you hornier "dean... i need to cum, please" your pleas are met with a hard squeeze on your tits and a hard thrust "really, bunny?" he asks with a smirk, hands back on your waist before he leans in to press a kiss on your back "do it, baby, cum all over my cock" and it takes you nothing, your pussy is squeezing him hard making a dark growl escape him and you're about to ask him to fill you up when dean lifts you, sitting you on his lap " 'm not filling your greedy pussy, love, not like you deserve it" he grunts, his hand around his dick as he strokes himself.

dean growls behind you, he's fisting his cock and moving his hand using your wetness to make his task easier and the lewd sounds make you eager to feel his hot load wherever he wants to put it on you "mhm, want me to cum on your dirty body, slut?" he asks with a smirk as his hand slows down for a bit "yes, please..." you say softly and it's the only thing dean needs before he cums behind you, white streaks painting your back and ass as he bites your shoulder harshly "there you go, huh... such a nasty whore" dean mutters on your neck, kissing your skin and nibbling on it "the best fuck i've had lately"

#mara's thoughts #dean winchester #dean winchester smut #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester imagine #dean winchester x f!reader #dean winchester x you #dean winchester x female!reader #supernatural

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millerscoffee · 10 months

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dancing is a dangerous game | part one

you're a bandit like me, eyes full of stars.

5.5k | joel miller x f!reader

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rating: 18+ MDNI

tw: brief mentions of using your body for trading purposes, you shoot at joel miller????, light dub-con but that goes away quickly

warnings: post-outbreak au. no ellie. angsty smut, semi-dom!reader and dom!joel so that's fun, power struggle, age gap (joel is 56, reader is late 20s or early 30s), enemies to lovers, voyeurism (f watching m), masturbation (m and f), pet names/degrading names (baby, honey, darlin', brat, bitch, slut, etc.), dirty talk, choking, oral (m receiving), fingering, spanking, p in v (unprotected - wrap it up folks), joel is mean but not unkind. no use of y/n.

summary: inspired by "cowboy by me" by our lord and savior taylor swift. this is a post-outbreak world and joel has his own land. think bill, but a little less... deranged. kind of. you essentially are a raider, but make it fashion. when you stalk joel's cabin for the third day, that's when you get interrogated by none other than joel miller himself.

A/N: hi, i'm bee! this is my first fic on tumblr, and my first stab at this whole stratosphere. longtime listener; first time caller 💅. i was ALSO inspired by an ask i saw on @swiftispunk's page (hi! i love your writing sm??) and kinda just... ran with it. i honestly wasn't anticipating writing stuff during the outbreak, so i apologise if it's not quite right. imagine me living during that time with a tube of lipgloss and one (1) bullet in my pocket just in case. this... may be a series. i don't know yet. see ya! enjoy!!!

The first time you meet Joel Miller is down the barrel of your gun.

You can hear your father's voice telling you 'Back out, girl. Don't get too big for your britches.' Look where that got him. His ashes against your chest in a makeshift pendant necklace, buried by your clothes.

Still, you listen.

"It don't have to be like this," you drawl with index over the trigger guard. You've heard of him. Joel Miller. He's notorious, and even though you've kept to yourself most of your life, his name still roamed throughout the abandoned towns you passed. Someone always owed him, and he always owed somebody.

Your dad would've been older than him, but not by much. You knew of the world before this, was just a little thing. Still, you heard stories undulate from your father's southern voice that mostly left you bored on long days searching for food or shelter. You'd give anything to hear them now.

Part of you died when he did.

You were young when the outbreak happened. Resourceful, your father made it work in raising you. Taught you how to fend for yourself, rely on no one. Which was no easy feat considering how unbelievably stubborn you were. Were? Are.

Maybe he loved you. Maybe it was the chip on his shoulder. The kind of anguish that comes from not being able to give your mother the same kind of life. A promise to her.

Yes, you were young when the outbreak happened, but flashbacks of her getting attacked by a clicker burn you alive at night.

"Y'er on my land." A gruff voice calls you back to reality. Few words for someone who held your life in his hands. His own gun pointing back at you. Of course it would be.

"I was just passin' through." The lie flies through your teeth. You had been circling the place from a reasonable distance for a few days now. Scoping out when this man in front of you was his busiest, when he patrolled, when he slept. This was a heist situation, no doubt about it.

"Bullshit. This s'the third fuckin' time I seen you 'round here. And it's y'er last."

Shit. Fucking shit.

Your eyes dart to the side, really trying to pattern a plan in escaping but your breathing would say otherwise as calm and collected as it was.

In any other situation, you wouldn't be so willing to comply, but considering he's got you cornered and his gun is quite literally cocked and ready to go – you're not exactly in the position to make hasty decisions.

Goddammit if there wasn't something about him that made you nervous.

"Listen. Just was lookin' for somewhere to sleep. It's fuckin' cold and your stables look warm." Your head tilts in the direction of a lone horse's home in a bed of hay, and you're not fully lying. It's not that you have set up camp by any means, but you've noticed.

"We could trade. You give me y'er ammo, and I g–"

"You give me your cock, I get it. You really could be more original." You were used to this. Bartering, some might call it. Living out here on your own was dangerous, and running into men who wanted to use your body in order to get supplies wasn't that uncommon. If they were that kind, even. You'd heard the horror stories.

Albeit, most of these men met your gun in the end. Enabling you acquire their supplies, keep all yours, and your dignity. Win/win.

"...I give you the pleasure of livin' another day. Really? Y'think it's that easy?"

There was something in the way Joel says this that makes you grateful for the jacket you're wearing. Goosebumps prickle your skin, bile creeping up your throat and you will it back down again. Y'think it's that easy? As if he thought you wanted it.

If circumstances were different, you'd be rubbing the crimson off your cheeks. Flashing him a sheepish grin in an attempt to resolve whatever misunderstanding there was... but this wasn't the environment to elicit such conversation.

And you weren't that type of person to begin with.

Instead, your index sweeps from guard to trigger when you fire off at his leg. Hasty decisions be damned. You're quicker than him, so why're you tryin' to save him? You're a 'shoot to kill' type of person, and as the bullet grazes past his calf – part of you wishes you had.

Because not only did your bullet not make contact, Joel gets worse. You two lock eyes. His rifle is thrown over his shoulder as he grunts and walks perfectly fine over to you – despite the way his eyebrows knit together, jaw ticked. Was that a grin? Do something, anything – run.

Joel grips the nape of your neck, and you yelp in surprise.

Who the fuck does this man think he is?

His large hand eclipses your wrist as he maneuvers the gun from your hand. The action makes you writhe in pain, and it sends a shiver down your spine to know he's only using an ounce of his power.

You dig your elbow into his ribs despite him stronger than you. Stomping, kicking, punching anything you can find.

"What the fu–"

"Little girl, you picked the wrong one." His breath edges at the shell of your ear, and every sign should be pointing for you to hate this, but it almost feels familiar. Like yourself. It's only then when you worry.

---

You don't realise it, but Joel is pushing you inside his cabin. Keeping your head in direction of the ground, thud of the door heard somewhere behind you.

"You want to be treated like a big girl? Get these fuckin' pants off."

"What... what? No I'm fuckin' not–"

Joel chews up the space between you when he pushes you to the nearest wall. Your back at his chest, a cheek flush against the cabin's support.

Pine, tobacco, and whiskey fill your senses and you bite back the urge to whimper. He wouldn't see you like that.

"You're not? That why you were watchin' me jerk off last night? 'Cuz you don't wanna give it up?"

That alone makes blood creep up your neck and spill over your cheeks. You have to squeeze your legs together to quell the ache.

It was lonely on your own.

Most nights were spent half asleep on a cold, hard surface. Tired and hungry more days than not. You don't remember the last time you got a hot meal, much less been touched. So when you heard Joel's low grunts coming from the window (a window from a cabin you don't know quite yet that he built with his own hands) you become intrigued.

It's in this moment you're certain it must have been the rustling of branches just outside his room. You remember it happening last night, cursing to yourself for making noise. His fist stalled around the girth of his fat cock before spilling his seed over his stomach. As if that is what caused him to come.

It makes sense now, and it equally causes you to become dizzy and filled with rage. You bite your bottom lip, unable to think of a response.

"Mouthy thing ain't got much to say now. Now c'mon. I ain't taking these off you, doin' it y'erself." More of a warning, Joel lets up on his grip on you, but you're defenseless. No weapons, no pack. He's got your world in his hands.

With the newly found space between the two of you, you turn around – back of your head against the wall as your eyes find the other set for, perhaps, the first time. And they're deep. Deeper than you were aware of. Dark, impossibly round. Wrinkles reside on the sides of them, and if you knew any better, you wouldn't admit they were doing something to you.

But not only are you stubborn, you're too forthright to beat around the bush.

"I shot at you, and you want my cunt? You must be lonelier than I a–"

"Now."

Your words don't match your actions as your hands fall by your sides. Fingers play with zipper of your old, faded jeans that have seen better days.

You can't help but snicker an awkward laugh from how he's just watching you. Insecurities rise when you realise you're not laughing at him, but more his eyes on you. How intense it feels suddenly. He wants this. Wants you.

His eyes draw impatiently, broad frame leaning against the opposite wall, arms crossed.

"Ain't got all day. Still considerin' your death."

His arms. Bulging through the fabric of his shirt, his body was built in a way that you could tell he worked with his hands... maybe in his past life, too. Throat dry, you shimmy out of your pants until you're left in your cotton panties.

Ones that you are becoming more aware the condition of. A small pool of wetness forming at the core of you clings to the fabric.

"Top, too."

Is that? It is. Your eyes wander down to see the growing bulge in Joel's pants. Not even the hem of his flannel could hide it. Sure, you'd seen it in its full form the night before, but that was with distance and without the heat rising between the two of you.

You bite your lip without hesitation, pulling the layers of jacket and a handful of tops onto the ground until you're bare. The cool air passes over your nipples and wills them into stiff peaks.

"Ain't you somethin', baby."

That's the first time Joel Miller draws a shaky exhale out of you. All from a single sentence.

When Joel steps over to you, that calm and collected breath is nowhere to be found. Your chest rises and falls at a random pattern, feeling more and more naked by the second as his clothes are completely kept on his body. A purposeful tactic.

He bends down to collect your clothes along with everything else that yours, and you are truly at his will. So busy on the precipice of pleasure that you don't even think about trying to get away.

"Stay."

"Ain't a dog." You glare, standing with your legs brushing together.

"Then quit actin' like a bitch. And quit movin', I'm gettin' to you."

It shuts you up quick, jaw snapping shut. You're certain if he told that to anyone else they'd be reduced to tears, but you can take it. It coils a heat inside the pit of your stomach that you've never felt. Causes your clit to feel as if it's on fire from the need to touch it.

Joel turns on his heel to walk away and it's as if you're able to breathe fresh air from the humidity he brings. You notice he's putting your things and his rifle away on his kitchen counter before coming back to you. He must really trust his ability to keep everything out like that.

Then again, have you even moved in the last five minutes?

The last thing he is, is worried.

You're able to look around, if only for a moment. Though, is it really looking? Your adrenaline is pumping, pupils blown from the fact that not only are you in the house you'd been stalking... you're about to fuck the man in it. And you almost tried to kill him. You definitely didn't miss on purpose. Couldn't have.

All the same, the cabin was nice, and you could take in briefly the light wood – old and weathered. A record player in the corner beside a guitar. This stuff could get you a lot in return, but for whatever reason that doesn't even cross your mind. Maybe your heart beating in your ears is a handy distraction to keep you walking the line.

Your eyes track the rugged man instead.

---

"Here's how this is gonna go," he announces, coming back to you and not phased that you haven't moved a muscle. "You are gonna take your ass over there on the couch. You're gonna make me come, then you're gonna go. Understand?"

"Well... I guess it is that easy."

Your bratty mouth getting you in trouble again. As if you're in the position to say anything. Naked as you are.

---

Joel's jaw ticks forward in a way that makes you feel fear, yet there's a direct correlation between it and the slick gathering between your folds. The same wide hand that gripped the nape of your neck wraps around the front of your throat while he pushes you against the wall, and your shoulders slump – all but folding instantly.

His mouth is inches from yours, forcing you to look him in the eyes.

"Listen here. I've been real kind to you. Coulda killed ya day one, tryin' to steal my shit like that. Was gonna be real kind in where I fucked ya, too. Now we're gonna fix that mouth a'yours and fast. Knees. Now." You soon come to know this isn't a suggestion. It's not even a warning. It is what's happening.

It's in the way Joel's hands guide you down onto your knees. He goes for his belt and you hear and see that distinct clang of metal untangle before your very senses. Your mouth waters instantly, teetering into fully giving into this struggle of power.

Joel's hands are calloused. You can tell he takes care of them, but that doesn't hide the wear and tear. Specifically on his fingertips. They grip your jaw roughly, and you choke back a moan as your mouth hangs open pliantly from this. Every nerve ending buzzing to be touched.

"Where'd that bratty girl go, huh? You done bein' big and bad – wanna be a slut, don’tcha?"

Your eyelash splay along your cheeks as you nod, and you feel his grip tighten, tugging your chin up higher.

"Look at me. You want this cock? I need your words. Tell me you wanna be a slut."

You're not sure when it happens, but hot tears run down your cheeks as everything comes to a head. Your body is trembling with raw desire right at your fingertips, just within reach. You can't hold back anymore, it physically hurts to.

"I wanna be a slut for this cock... please."

"Fuck, even a please. Oughta eat you out for that, sugar. Maybe next time."

Your brain is swimming at the thought. Next time?

With his free hand, Joel sets his cock free from his jeans, giving a satisfying smack to his abdomen quickly. No need for another piece of fabric keeping him from getting what he wants as you soon take note he isn't wearing boxers.

There's no denying what you're met with as you get to view it from this close. Joel Miller has a pretty cock. There's a soft, but bulging vein on the underside to match how big and thick it is. The rosy tip greets you, and it's the first time you get to see how much you've turned him on.

Your mouth is drooling while it's pried open and meets the tip of him. A moan from you is instantaneous, yet feels so distant from yourself, it doesn't affect you until much later. The taste of his precum coats your tongue as he slips past your lips and it's all you can experience. Your moans slip in and out of the sloshing sounds of your mouth. Keeping your hands by your sides, you don't tempt to touch him in fear he would pull away, so instead you twirl your tongue around his leaking head. Bob your head up and down in a slow, but sultry rhythm that causes him curse under his breath. He's not stoic above you, he's reacting.

He's clawing for every last bit of the upper hand.

"S'a lot, innit, babygirl? That's alright, you can take it." It's then you can sense Joel's guard slipping. Could be the fact that your mouth is suctioned perfectly around the length of his cock, but his voice gets damn sweeter the longer you go like this. His hips also have no problem in thrusting shallowly every now and then to knock the drool off of your dripping chin.

Even if you could form a thought, you don't know you would.

His fingers tangle in your hair, pulling it out of your face as you maintain eye contact. Intuitive in your approach, he told you to look at him earlier, so maybe he likes it? The groans filling the room lead you to believe you are correct. It feels so removed from who you were moments before: snickering because his gaze felt intimidating. Now, his pupils are blown as they pour into yours and his neck hangs back when your mouth makes those pretty, sloppy popping noises – testing your gag reflexes as you will them to relax.

It's way more intimate than anything you've ever done with anyone you've ever been with, and this stranger is pulling it out of you. Within the mess your brain is in, you remind yourself if you want to stop you can, and not a bit of you does.

The hot tears that were once down your cheeks swell in your eyes once more, but this time from the sheer size of him. You moan vibration after vibration against him, shifting and pushing your cunt against your calf, thigh – anything to feel some sort of friction.

He lets out a growl when he notices you, "Honey, if it's that bad, touch yourself." If your cheeks weren't red before, they are now.

It's him calling you out, slight embarrassingly, but not letting up with his hips. It's the way the embarrassment builds the fire in the pit of your belly. It's your hand pushing inside your panties at the sound of his command. And it's you practically choking on his cock from the gasp you let out through your nose – stunned at how wet you are.

Your fingertips barely brush over your clit when you notice the slick collecting, bubbling right at the very top of your slit and slutty moans fall out of you. Your eyelids droop as you try to keep your gaze up to Joel, but the way your fingertips roll over the hood of your clit in satisfying circles sends you over the edge way quicker than you anticipate.

"Shit, baby. Just like that. You filthy thing, can't hold off another minute longer, can ya? Need it right fuckin' now."

The sound of Joel's deep voice looms overhead as you come completely undone.

Unable to stop yourself, the suction on his cock pops free for a moment. Your moans hitting the air as your eyes roll back. Your body rushing to find each wave of pleasure roll off your back. Joel's cock still nestled in your mouth, but his hips still. "Goddamn, look at that little slut come out. Such a needy fuckin' kitten."

When Joel makes sure you've ridden it out, he pulls his cock from your mouth. Your body feels weak despite how eager your mind is now, face-to-face with Joel's cock, you watch as his scarred hand glides your saliva over his length entirely. It puts you in a trance, quickly getting out of it when he taps his cock against your cheek. "Pretty kitten want this? C'mon."

If your moans felt foreign to you, you don't even know what to do with yourself at the twinge of a grin that spreads on your face. The sheer audacity of his taps right against your fucking cheek. Orgasm-drunk, you shuffle to your feet and Joel has no problem in tossing you – finally – to the couch.

Your back is to him while the front of your body brackets the width of his couch, arms hunched over the back of it, knees dig into the cushions. You're grateful for the lack of eye contact in this position as it gives you a moment to press your face into your bicep, an attempt to collect yourself. But all of it obsolete when you sense Joel's presence at your ass.

His body heat unmistakable to miss. You bite at your own skin, neck craning to behind you to watch him.

"Shit, darlin', look at you. Ass up like this like y'er in fuckin' heat for me." You whine at the fact his clothes are still mostly on, and you know he must be sweating underneath them, but he won't give it to you like that. Not yet, 'maybe next time'. "You know I can't go any further 'til you get a spankin'. Need to be punished for tryin' to hurt me like that. For tryin' to take my things. Ain't right. Need you to learn your lesson."

Where are you? A part of you knows this is a tactic. That Joel is lulling you into a position you can't say no to. It already shows itself in how you're splayed on his couch. Yet, you can't find the person you were before you stepped into the cabin. Not yet, not like this. You nod weakly, and Joel swipes the cotton undies down to your thighs so quickly the rush of air cools the heat of your folds. A flutter runs through you.

"Count. To ten. If you don't, we start over. Say, yes sir."

"Y-yes... sir. Yes sir."

A searing, mind-numbing spank wallops over your ass and it causes your hips to jut forward. Whimper hitting the top of your throat, you almost, almost, forget to count. Everything in your senses distracting you from completing the simplest tasks such as fucking counting.

"O-one." Another. "Twooo." And again. "Th-three!"

You start sniffling by the third smack of his wide hand, and you hear mocking sniffs behind your head. "Aww, pretty baby can't take the hurt she tries to give to others? That must be really tough. Y'heart's bleedin' all over my couch, honey."

Your cheeks burn, you really feel sorry for what you've done. Or at least, what you were planning to do.

The next spank leaves a welt of Joel's handprint across your skin. "FOUR!" Your body begins to feel weak, sliding against the couch, you know talking back is useless as you silent tears stream into your arm.

There are six more blinding slaps to your ass by the time he's done with you, and you feel him pull back when he's through. You imagine him wringing his palms, the roughness of them. You begin to wonder if that's how they got to be so weathered, and pretend not to be weirded out by the ache of jealousy.

"Y'know for somebody whinin' the whole time, your pussy is just droolin' from that," any narrative you wandered off with disappears in its replacement of Joel's fingers gathering slick between your folds. No announcement, just go. It was just within reach, feeling him inside you. You ride the shudder your body makes, licking your lips as you realise the unspoken rule is free and you can speak. "N-need it. Need your cock, please... please." "Need it, and you don't even know my name?" His index and middle finger waste no time in pressing into your aching core. Sounds of your wailing mix with his words as he lurches over, lip close to your ear. "Or maybe you do already."

"Please, please, please," your fingertips grip for the worn fabric of his couch while your hips that try to jut back are quickly halted by his other palm, a strong stopper at the base of your spine. "Not 'til you tell me my name." "I-I don't know. I don't know it, I swear." Joel's thick fingers slip completely out of you and you mewl pathetically, pussy clenching around nothing and he can see every last detail of it behind you. "Last fuckin' time, better tell me the truth." "It's Joel," you cry, hips pushing back against the resistance as much as possible. Anything to be filled again. "Joel. Joel. Joel. I was... I was– I don't know anybody. Not with anybody, I swear! Joel, I swear. Please! Just grew up hearin' your name. I swear on my life, Joel, please! I know I lied, didn't think you'd believe me."

You don't know why you're begging like your life depends on it, but your pleasure surely does, and there's a longer pause than you want lingering behind you. As if you can palpably feel Joel contemplating whether you're being truthful or not. But if there's one thing about you, aside from this moment in this compromising position: you don't answer to anybody.

Joel's cock bottoming out inside of you at the drop of a hat is confirmation enough that he believes you.

And you not only wail, but scream at the stretch and irresistible contact that punches you straight to your gut – right where you can feel the tip of him. Half-moon prints dig into your hips by his short fingernails when he grabs ahold of you and you're on your forearms, head hanging between your shoulders. Your panties keep your thighs straying too far apart if there is such a thing.

"This what you wanted when you watched me?" Joel grips your torso now, pulling you closer to him as you become more upright, his cock more accessible to the spongy spot inside of you and your nipples stand erect, eyes rolling back as it takes all of you not to rest your head back against his shoulder, and you fail. Hard. Your occiput makes contact with his shoulder. Joel brushes your hair back to the side, lips graze but never fully touches the column of your neck. "Thought about this tight cunt last night. Left the window open on purpose, but you knew that already, didn't you, pretty girl? Clever little thing and so fuckin' dirty."

Joel's hand snakes around the front of you, spreading your folds as he dives his fingers over your glossed-over clit your wetness claimed and that sends a whine off of your depraved lips. "That's it, honey. Show me what this cock does to ya. Makes you downright brainless from how well you take it." While his skilled fingers, toy with your clit, the other set of digits graze over your breasts on their way up to your mouth. You take them inside the warmth of your wet mouth easily, rolling your tongue over the digits until you can only focus on the white hot pleasure beginning to boil over. You keep his fingers between your teeth, a faint realisation that you can taste yourself on them. That's what does it.

His hips are relentless as they pound into you, the repetitious slaps of his skin against yours, of his balls tapping your cunt again and again sends you into a place that he knows you're approaching when you tighten and pulse.

"Y'know how tight and wet you feel around me, darlin'? Never had a fuckin' cunt like this. Let it out, let it out, just like you wanna. Just like you did last night around your fingers. Nothin' like this cock though, and you know it now, don't you? Oh, fuck yeah– thaaat's it. Look at you." "Joel... Joel!!!" Joel talks you through it, sending your body diving off the cliff that is your second orgasm. The undeniable gush of your fluids around his cock. His name stays stuck at the your tongue, the constant thud of it vibrates your lungs.

It starts at the attention on your clit. The raw bundle of nerves send signals outward as it spreads down your legs, up your stomach, to your nipples and down your spine. Your brain feels effervescent, toes curl, and it comes back again right to your heart. Your beating heart, wild, and every moan, whimper, scream that comes from you sounds like it is from someone else's chest. But it's yours, and you know that when you start to feel hazy, unable to hold yourself up anymore.

"Good for my cock after all. Ain't ya, baby? Shit."

Your torso leans forward while your cheek rests on the top of your hand that's gripped on Joel's couch, and your body is relaxed and fucked. Comfortably silent, just the way Joel would want you. His cock slips out of you, unable to stop the slew of grunts and groans that acts as an anchor to keep you from slipping under. You lick your lips, looking back at him with a nod, unable to stay silent for long. That struggle of power coming back for vengeance. "That's right. Come all over this ass you ruined. See those handprints? Dirty fucking man, you just met me. Show me how much you enjoyed doing that."

That's as far as you get when you feel the heavy streams of his hot, white come rope over your skin, and for someone who is no position to be smug, you sure do have a shit-eating grin on your face. Pure, and the simplest thing the two of you accomplish.

Joel shakes his head, shallow breaths become him as he staggers back and you pretend not to notice. "Gonna kill me, kid."

"Almost did."

---

You don't know why, but neither of you hold the promise of you leaving right away. You linger, both of you half naked and spent. You take your time cleaning yourself off, slipping your clothes back on. Day becoming night.

You tiptoe into the living room where Joel is unfurled on his couch. His eyes are closed, the back of his head inches away from where the two of you just had sex.

Planning your goodbye, you sit at the edge of the couch cushion, knowing he wasn't really asleep. Just restin' his eyes.

"I am sorry...," you finally say into the dimly lit room, pangs of annoyance fizz at your tongue for even apologising. For shooting him, for trying to steal from him. All of it.

It's not his fault. It's just how you are.

This is dichotomous in relation to your eyes. They're bleary when a yawn pulls deep from within you. As if rest had been climbing up to the surface this entire time.

"Maybe you should be apologisin' 'bout your shitty aim. Could teach you a thing or two." Joel's eyes remained closed, arms crossed. If you could let yourself experience this, you would notice how soft he looks in this moment. Instead, your stomach is recoils in fight or flight.

You're glad he can't see you swallow the knot in your throat.

There was no magical solution for your life, and a part of you wishes you hadn't chosen his cabin to raid. You wish you hadn't met him, because now you could feel yourself want to notice the small things in him. Already.

You felt it dangerous to let anything that close to you.

You scoff to play it off, giving his chest a light shove and very accidentally getting lost in the light landscape of hairs that resides at the top of his flannel. "I could teach you a thing or two." A pathetic response for a pathetically spent human.

"We could both teach each other," he resigns and you're grateful he doesn't point out your lack of wit for how worn out he's made you. Perhaps the smugness settles in the things he doesn't say. Really, it's in what Joel spouts off next that throws you upside down.

"S'why you should stay. One month. That's it."

"Excuse me?"

"Didn't stuttered," your eyes roll and somehow, despite Joel's own being shut, he tuts his teeth. "Don't roll your eyes at me, little girl. You need a place to sleep. Besides, I could use an extra set of hands. Way I see it, best offer you've had in a while. Got a shelf life, though. Don't like to wait."

A part of you is suspicious, and if this man didn't make sure you orgasmed twice, you would suspect yourself to be dead within a matter of minutes.

There's something true about him, though. You're unwilling to look at it directly, but you trust him.

"Fine."

"Gonna need clearer confirmation, darlin'. Really need you to want this if you're gonna stay with me." He knew exactly where to press.

"Fuck, I shoulda killed you when I had the chance. I want to stay with you. One month." You try to ignore the grit between your teeth as speak, but your shoulders eventually soften. And you really do mean it. It's just... you're hardened from years of misplaced trust.

Your hand goes to the pendant around your neck subconsciously.

Joel either doesn't notice, or gives you the space.

You're grateful either way.

"That's that, then."

If anyone could understand the concept, it's Joel.

"That's that."

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller smut #joel miller #tlou fic #by bee #dancing is a dangerous game

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jason coded

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT87EXE5Q/

first of all, finally my first anon on this account ily anon :>

and oh god, this totally is jason coded.

(trigger warning for the video: motorcycle accidents—already happened and the rider was okay and the second one's from afar barely visible on video. so no blood etc involved but i just want to put it here just because!)

JASON is terrified to death when he saw from the rearview mirror of his hypersport motorcycle that there's a motorcycle crash approximately one hundred meter behind him.

fuck, no, no.

it can't be you. he knew he should've insisted being the one in tailing, but you had said you can read map for shit so it's better for him being the one that leading the way.

he stops his motorcycle, and might as well leaps from the thing. he literally let his motorcycle lying on the side of the road.

he doesn't care.

because nothing more important than you, his girl.

he runs as fast as he can while mumbling, "baby, please tell me you're fine and it wasn't you."

and when he finally close enough, he can see that it's indeed not you, but a man—and a woman passenger—who got into a single accident. they're mostly okay, just shocked. their other friends have helped them.

after checking them once again and making sure they are fine, he sits on the side of the road a few meter away.

he's still a bit shaking even though he knows it wasn't you. he just couldn't imagine if it was you.

a few seconds later, he hears motorcycle engine close by before stopping, and then someone walking towards him.

"jay?"

there's you.

he can see you are already without your helmet, putting it on the seat of your motorcycle.

he stands immediately and hugs your smaller body to himself, tucking your head under his chin, relishing the beat of your heart close by himself.

"baby, your heartbeat... are you okay?"

"i thought it was you."

he holds you tighter.

"oh, jay."

your heart breaks for him.

"yeah. i am scared to death. i immediately ran away when i saw them on rearview mirror. i couldn't imagine if it was truly you."

you say nothing except holding him tighter and rubbing his leather-jacket-clad back. you stay like that for few minutes.

"shh, shh. it's okay, jay, i'm here. my heart is beating with yours."

and you're right. jason realizes he's more calm now. he's not shaking anymore.

"i'm sorry."

"nothing to be sorry for, jay. i would be scared too if it's the other way around. hell, i might be running while crying."

jason gives you a chaste kiss on the lips.

"so, your motorcycle is there, huh?"

you point to the red thing on the side of the road, afar from you.

"yup."

"want to give us a ride there?"

"of course. i will not let you out of my sight after this." he says as leading you to your motorcycle—which is actually his. "you'll lead the way. it's okay if you choose long route, as long as i can see that you're fine."

[tmi tl;dr, as someone who can ride motorcycle (the matic type though, not cool stuffs like men's motorcycles lol) myself, motorcycle accident, crash, or injury are no joke! i have been involved three times myself (unfortunately). two times when i actually rode the motorcycle myself and once when i was a passenger. the latter got me unconscious actually, albeit being the only single accident amongst other two. never had serious injuries (except few bruises here) but the emotional trauma definitely there. so please, please be safe while riding or driving.]

#jason todd x reader #jason todd x female reader #jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd fluff #jason todd fanfiction #mariea's drabbles #mariea's writing #mariea's mailbox

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thebearmage · 1 year

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Hi! Could I request an one shot about Five&Wife!Reader set in S3 at the wedding, where Y/N worries about Five's drinking frenzy and takes care of him that night? Ya know, that usual drunk words are honest words, world ending stuff etc. I'm just into fluff right now 😭 Maybe Five and Y/N are mentally and physically the same age and know each other from the apocalypse to make it make sense. I loved In Their Arms! Five deserves love. If it's not something you're interested in to write don't worry💜

Put that down!!

Five Hargreeves x Wife!Reader

Summary: During Slone and Luther's wedding, Five goes all out on his drinking. You, being the responsible one, remain sober to take care of him. It goes as one would expect.

NOTE: I went for a bit more humor and angst here too, hope that's okay. Also, The Reader is a Speedster like The CW's Flash. So you can also time travel.

Also (F/C), for anyone who doesn't know, means Favorite Color.

Five and reader are both 18+

"Ah, here we go,"

You turn to look and see where Five is going. The alcohol, of course.

"Oh no," You put your face in your hands, "There goes my plans for the night,"

You and Five are happily married. You were once number 8, born with superspeed and the many different abilities that came with it.

When Five ran off that day, you had used your speed to follow him. You both traveled through time, finding it fun before Five got stuck in the future. Your time travel abilities weren't as limited as his, so you could've left. But you hadn't known if you could take Five with you, so you'd stayed. You didn't want him to be alone.

You and Five were happy together. You and Five had a daughter named Delores and lived in an abandoned library. Life was good and simple then.

Then The Handler showed up and swept you both into trauma after trauma. And then, to top it all off, when you both finally went back, you both got stuck in your 18-year-old bodies.

Now, after failing to save the world a third time, you were at Luther and Sloane's wedding watching as your husband went to get drunk.

You were not much of a drinker yourself, you never really liked the taste and HATED it when Five drank. Tonight, however, you'd let it slide, but you knew you'd have your hands full looking after him.

As the night progressed, you watched your husband slowly get more and more drunk.

You had fun though. Everyone dancing together was enjoyable and you had used the (F/C) lightning that came off your body when running to spice up the floor a bit.

You were twirling around in your dress when you heard Five's voice. You watched, trying so hard not to laugh, as his drunk-as-fuck-ass gave a moving speech to Luther.

You liked Five's singing though, you walked up to the stage and joined him. Wrapping an arm around him.

When everyone moved onto the patio, you had gone off to power your nose. So Five had gone out by himself.

When you went to find the group, half of them were gone, including Five.

"Oh no," you mumble, you stop Luther as he starts to walk Sloane inside, "Where's Five?"

Luther chuckles, "Said he was going to the buffet,"

You sigh and superspeed there, looking around. No Five. You growl and continue to run through the hotel. The (F/C) sparks and a strong breeze followed you everywhere you went.

You soon found Five wandering throughout the halls with cereal in his hands. You zip in front of him and smile.

"There you are,"

Five stumbles at the breeze you make but looks up and smiles when he sees you.

"Y/N!!" He jumps up and glomps you. You're so thankful that minor super strength is part of superspeed because if it wasn't, Five would have knocked you over.

"Hey, baby," you whisper, kissing his cheek, "What are we up to, hmm?"

Five blinks heavily a few times, looking at the cereal in his hands before shrugging, "I dunno,"

You laugh and kiss him softly, "Maybe it's time take you to bed,"

Five wriggles his eyebrows and locks his arms around your neck, "Take me to bed, huh?"

You playfully push his face away from yours, "Not like that. That's the LAST thing you need. I mean sleep, mister,"

Five whines, "Nooo, the night is still young!" He throws his arms out dramatically, "and I have plans,"

You raises your eyebrows in mock fear, "Plans?"

"Plans! Yes!" Five slurs poking your chest, "Lots and lots of plans!"

Five then stumbles over to the plant in the corner of the room, you wince as he vomits. Kneeling down next to him, and rubbing his back.

"There, there, sweetie, get it out," you urge, "It's alright,"

“With everything we discussed, it’d be folly to wait,” A voice said. You snap your head around and even Five looks curious.

The white buffalo suite door is cracked open, and you two can see Reginald, “There is no time. I can’t do this without you.”

Both you and Five press against the crack in the door, straining to see who he’s talking to. You use your speed to faze through the door, only for a moment, and see Allison.

“Do we have a deal?”

"Shit," you whisper, gently coaxing Five up, "Come on, baby, we have to go,"

"What why?" Five asked, already forgetting what just happened, "Wh-" then he wobbles "Oh shit,"

Five tips backward into your arms. You weren't prepared this time so his weight sends you both into the elevator. You grunt as you land on the hard floor, with Five completely passed out on top of you.

The doors close and you sigh. You knew Allison was unstable but this...this meant trouble. You look at Five in your lap and smile. Allison will have to wait, you have your husband to take care of.

As the doors slowly open again, you pull Five to his feet and start dragging him down the hall to your room. He wakes up half-way there are starts to protest.

"No! Please! I wanna keep going," he mumbles, you shake your head.

"You're way too drunk to do anything, my love," you say, Five shakes his own head.

"Am not!"

You look at him, "Oh really? Can you look at that clock and tell me what it says,"

"It says 'Five is not fucking drunk'" he turns around, all proud of himself. You only look at him unamused,

"Okay, bed time!"

"NOOOOOOOOO!"

You drag Five to the door and lock the door. He instantly blinks away.

"FIVE!"

You run out to find him running down the hall, cackling.

"You can't catch me!"

"Oh, for the love of!"

You speed up to him, only for him to blink again. You rub your temples.

"Come on, Five. You need sleep and I'm growing tired. Let's go to bed,"

Five, appearing at the end of the hallway, tilts his head in concertation, "Nah,"

"I'll snuggle you," You offer, "Just how you like it,"

"Ooh!" Five seems interested for a moment, then shakes his head, "Nah!"

He's gone once again, causing you to huff. You wounder if it was better for him to just run himself out.

You shake your head, you can't leave him. You run after him.

Soon, the entire hotel is light up with blue and (F/C) lights as you chase Five around the hotel.

You find Five pilling a bunch of mannequins into some machine and pouring soap in.

"No!" You cry, causing him to stop, "Put that down!"

Five beams and holds the soap closer,

"No! Put it down. Put it...down!"

Five pouts and drops the soap, "You're no fun sometimes, Y/N,"

Aaaannnnd there he goes. You decide to just wait it out. The next few hours you run around, following Five but no longer trying to stop his drunken antics.

Before long you find him snuggled up under the radiator in the kitchen. You smile and shake your head fondly before picking him up.

He snuggles your chest as his eyes flutter open, "Y/N?"

"Yes, my love, it's me," You shift him a bit to get a better hold on him, "I'm taking you back to our room,"

He nods and lets his arms dangle under him, "You're so amazing, you know that," he murmurs, "So...so...amazing,"

You laugh, "Thank you, baby,"

Five takes a bit of your dress in his fingers, "Is this the one I bought you?"

"Bought?" You chuckle, "You mean stole, but yes,"

Five sighs happily, resting his head on your chest and looking up at you, "You're so pretty," his smile is dreamy, "I love you so much,"

You smile and finally reach the room, you faze in and walk over to the bed, laying Five down.

His body relaxes into the mattress as he sighs in bliss. You slowly help him take off his shoes and vest before helping him change into more comfortable clothes.

"I love you," he mumbles for the 10th time, "I love you so much,"

"I love you too," you smile, quickly changing your own clothes using your speed, Five smiles.

"I love your power," he picks at his nail slightly, "It's so beautiful and powerful,"

You smile, "Yours is too," you lay down next to him, "Now sleep honey, it'll be alright,"

Five hugs you like a koala, arms around your chest, legs around your waist, "I'm so glad I get to spend my final days with you," he mumbles, "I love you,"

You kiss him softly, "I love you too, now rest,"

Five nuzzles into your chest. You smile and run a hand through his hair, listening the the noises of the kugelblitz outside.

"I wouldn't mind trying one last time," you mutter, "You're worth saving, my love,"

Five makes a noise in his sleep and you smile,

"Sweetest of dreams, Number Five," you kiss his head, "I will always be with you,"

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I love writing this one! It was so cute and fluffy! I tired to add some humor but idk how I did. Requests are still open so feel free to send in some more! Also, a part three to Mindless will be out soon so look for that. Thanks again for reading!

#fanfic #imagines #tua five #five hargreeves x you #five hargreaves x reader #number five #five hargreeves #five hargreeves fluff #five hargreeves fic #five hargreeves imagine #tua #tua fic #tua five x reader #tua season 3 #the umbrella academy season 3 #the umbrella academy

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doveabovetheworld · 8 months

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“We’ve Got Time”

Ashton Irwin x F!Reader

Summary; After one of his concerts, Ashton had a lot more on his mind than just saying hi to you.

Warnings; pure filth, NSFW, pet names (baby, love, beautiful, etc.), name calling, exhibitionism, unprotected sex, praise, kinda rough sex, oral (f receiving), dom Ashton, sub reader, semi-public sex, 18+ Minors DNI, cursing, dirty talk

A/N; So... After months of not posting things on here, I decided I’d post the first filthy fic of this blog for Smutember. I suck at writing smut but I swear it’ll get better eventually. Just bare with me, please! Anyways, I have tons of stuff I’m working on so I’ll be doing what I can to post a lot more.

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“You’re so beautiful…” He mumbled breathlessly into your ear quietly, but enough for you to hear him, as his hands wandered to your hips and pulled you in closer towards him.

The back dressing room wasn't the most ideal spot in the world for what was about to happen but god did Ashton look good after playing a show.

He came into the dressing room all sweaty and giddy as you were sitting on the couch, waiting for him to come in so you could praise him about how well he played but your plans were immediately interrupted when Ash came into the room.

Once he saw you, he gave the cutest smile and ran over to you, giving you the biggest bear hug ever. His curly, honey-blonde, almost brunette, hair was dripping with sweat as well as his whole body.

“Oh my god, Y/N, that was an amazing show!” He said in excitement as you wrapped your arms around him to return the hug.

“You guys did amazing, love!” You said with just the same amount of excitement in your voice, “Seriously, I loved it.”

Ashton gave a tiny laugh and. pulled away just the tiniest bit and smiled at you, saying, “Well I’m happy you enjoyed it as well… Hey, y’know, I may have an idea.”

“And what would that be?”

“Well… maybe we could have some post-show fun. Just the two of us.”

You blushed as you realized what he was hinting at. You and him always have had a very experimental mindset when it came to the sexual part of your guy’s relationship so doing something more intimate in semi-public areas wasn’t anything new to you.

“You don’t need to if you don’t want to, hun…” Ash said in a kind and soft tone. He was always so gentle…

“No, no… I’d like to. You know I’m up for just about anything… It’s just that I’m worried that someone will come in.”

“Baby, we’ve got time, trust me. If you don't want to, we don't have to. I can wait.”

You stood there in thought for a moment and then looked back at him.

“Fuck it…”

One thing led to another and now here you are. Making out in the back dressing room with Ashton right after one of his shows, in which ANYONE can walk in. It was scary but exciting at the same time. You didn’t know exactly how to feel.

You could feel his hands on your waist, pulling you down onto the couch with him. The way his lips on yours made you feel so ecstatic and when you sat on his lap, you could already feel yourself, and him, getting aroused.

His hands wandered from your hips to the bottom of your shirt, slightly tugging at it. He wanted to see you. All of you.

“Ash, are you sure?” You asked in a somewhat breathy voice.

He nodded and left small kisses on your neck, making you squirm a bit, before he spoke, “Yeah… Who cares? No one’s gonna walk in.”

You held onto him a bit tighter and ran your hands through his hair, letting him know it was okay. With one eager motion, he took your top off leaving you half naked on top of him.

The look on his face was enough to get you more of him. He looked like he was practically drooling as his eyes wandered all along your body. He’s seen this part of you so many times but every time he worships you as if he’s never going to see you again.

He left a trail of wet kisses down from your neck to your chest, taking in every moment of this he could.

It took your breath away. All of it did. The feeling of his kisses on your skin, the look in his eyes, his hands holding you on his waist, all of it. You couldn’t help but let out tiny, breathy moans as he kissed and worshiped your body.

“Baby, you’re gorgeous… You are,” He said in a low and rough voice, making chills go down your spine.

You looked at him with doe eyes and smiled. His little compliments always made you happy. They always made you feel good…

“Yeah, well it’s only for you.” You said in a quiet and sweet tone. You ran your hands through his hair and kissed him on his neck.

He let out a tiny whimper when your lips met the skin on his neck. You could feel his hard, and still clothed, dick against your soaked panties. You were both already so turned on… You knew he’d tease you for it.

“Already wet, huh?” He asked with a smirk, followed by a little laugh.

“Shut up… just fuck me or something already.” You replied as you grabbed at his shirt to take it off.

“Wait, love. You gotta be patient.”

“But-“

He cut you off with a demanding look in his eyes. You knew better than to go against his orders.

“I said, wait.”

Again, chills ran down your spine. You were getting impatient but went along with what he said, knowing he’d make you wait longer if you didn’t.

“Good. Get up and take off your clothes.” He ordered and right away you did as he said. You took the rest of your clothes off, leaving you fully exposed and vulnerable to him and anyone who would walk into the room.

Ashton had the biggest smile on his face. He stood up and took your hand in his, bringing you back down to the couch.

“Open your legs, darling… I’m gonna make you feel good for being a good girl, alright?” He said with such sweetness in his voice. His voice made your cheeks get bright pink as you nodded, letting him know you were okay and understood what he said.

He gave a cheeky smile and went to his knees right in front of you. His eyes had a gleam in them that showed pure lust and desire in them as he stared at you. He leaned in a bit closer and left small little kisses on your inner thighs. He was teasing you, again.

“A-Ash… c’mon is that necessary?” You asked in a slightly annoyed tone. You wanted him already but you knew it wouldn’t happen yet.

He looked up at you and pulled away slightly, “What’d I say, Y/N? I told you to be patient. You just have to wait.”

“Ash, I don’t wanna wait though… Please? I need you…”

If your begging didn't work, then nothing would. Good thing you knew exactly how to get what you want.

Ashton let out a string of tiny curses before leaning back in to leave kisses closer and closer to your clit. He gave into your pleas.

“A fucking-”

He gave you a tiny kiss.

“Brat, you-“

Another one.

“Shouldn’t even be-“

Another.

“Getting this.”

And with that his lips met your pussy and his hands held onto your thighs tightly, keeping your legs spread open for him. His tongue went through your folds and he let out moans, sending vibrations through your body.

You couldn’t form words as you moaned over and over again at the feeling of him eating you out. His nails dug into your thighs sending a shock of pain to you but you didn't mind. It felt good. You wrapped your hands in his hair, tightening your grip.

He moved his tongue out of you, leaving you to let out a whimper, and moved to your clit.

Waves of pleasure crashed over you as you tightened your grip on his hair even more and moaned. It was heaven, the way he made you feel. You adored the feeling of his mouth on your cunt making you squirm under his touch. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasm, you were hot and shaking and you were in pure bliss. You were all his.

“A-Ash… ‘M gonna…” You could barely get the words out but he knew what you were trying to say.

“Go ahead. Go on and come for me…” He said against your clit before going back to the same motion of playing with it.

“T-Thank you… Thank you…” you whined out loudly before feeling that tight not in your lower stomach break. You felt yourself coming and you gasped out for air, holding onto Ashton’s hair tighter, making him let out tiny moans as he rode you threw your orgasm.

You let go of his hair and he moved back to look at you as you both tried to catch your breaths. His face was covered with your arousal. God, was it a beautiful sight to see.

He wiped away some of the wetness on his face and licked his lips.

“You need to be quieter or someone’s gonna come in.” He said in a quiet voice, starting to stand up.

You got bright pink again.

“I shouldn’t have let you come since you weren’t listening but I did ‘cus I love you,” he spoke again.

“Thank you. I love you… So much.” You responded, looking at him as if you were still on the couch. He stood right in front of you and started to get undressed as well.

“You’re so, so lucky I love you, sunshine.” He said as he leaned over and kissed you.

You could taste some of your arousal on his lips and tongue. He cupped your cheeks with his hands and pulled you closer to him. You both knew you wanted each other more, it was apparent in both of your guy’s actions.

He couldn’t wait any longer. He needed you.

“Lay down, darling.” He ordered, and again, without any hesitation, you did as he said.

He got on top of you and put your legs around his waist as he lined up the tip of his cock with your pussy and looked at you to see if you’d still be okay with it. You nodded and that’s when he went in.

The groan he let out was pornographic, beautiful even. His hazel, almost green, eyes looked at you with love. He stayed still for a few moments for you to get adjusted before he started to move. It was slow, at first, but then his movements got faster.

You and him both let out quiet moans as the feeling of him going in and out of you clouded your mind.

“F-Fuck… baby, you feel so good…” He mumbled to you.

All you could do was let high-pitched moans out as he started to go faster and deeper inside of you, making you go crazy. You couldn’t handle it.

He started to say something again, whispering small praises and moans into your ear.

“‘M close… a-again…” You muttered through moans, trying to stay a bit quieter.

“G-Go on, baby… me too…” he whispered through tiny moans. “‘M so close… Where’d you want it?”

“I-In.” You said almost immediately.

You needed him to fill you up. You needed him inside of you. He felt so, so good. It was like you two were made for each other, the way he filled you up so perfectly.

He nodded his head and after a few more deep, and now a but slower, thrusts, you both hit your orgasms. You both tensed up and you looked each other in the eyes with love. His lips were bright pink and he was moaning your name over and over. He felt so good and so did you. It was amazing.

You looked up at him and ran your hands up and down his back with a smile as you both finished off your orgasms.

“That was absolutely amazing.” You said with a huge smile, caressing his cheek with your thumb.

“Hell yeah, it was.” He responded with a small kiss and a cheeky smile.

#5sos #5 Seconds Of Summer #ashton irwin #ashton irwin fanfic #ashton irwin x reader #5sos fanfic #smut #smutember #smutember2023

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mioyeo · 7 months

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Watch your back : Chapter 9

Once you don’t value what you have someone else learns how to take care of what used to be yours

Synopsis : 8 men supposed to give her all the love they promised end up leaving her behind without a valid reason

Pairing : girlfriend Reader x PolyAteez !

Warning : this chapter contains mentions of Ateez being careless , lots of crying , jumping off a cliff etc Please reminding me if I forgot something

Tag list : @legbouk , @scarfac3 , @m4rsluv , @hcyaa , @jackinmyarea , @layzfeelit , @loverlele , @mulletjoonsupremacy , @veneziamadness , @belle643 , @gugggu6gvai , @atinytinaa , @voidcupidz , @atinyreads , @baguette-atiny , @parkthothwa8 , @hwadump , @owjohny , @miaatiny , @honeyymon @tunaasan , @riririyuhn , @vixensss

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" Im so exhausted and my feet hurt "

Wooyoung sighed out as he plopped on the couch massaging his feet groaning

" It took a lot longer than expected "

Yeosang laughed and removed his suit

" I was scared your mom was not going to like me to be honest "

Rin sat beside Wooyoung who chuckled and held her softly planting a kiss on her temple

" My mom is cautious, but she'll grow to like you so don't worry about it "

Yunho who's hair was now messy scratched his chest as he came into the kitchen looking around

" Do we still have those mini crackers? "

He looked inside the cupboards humming

" Don't open them it's from Y/n "

Seonghwa came into the kitchen stressed

" Where is she even? wasn't she supposed to be with us earlier? "

" Yeah but you and Jongho forgot to add her "

" When was I even supposed to ? "

Yunho opened the crackers anyways eating them as Seonghwa looked at him in disbelief

" We clearly talked about this last week ? how could you forget? "

" Gosh Seonghwa chill can't someone forget stuff? And why didn't you add her ? "

The younger walked out the kitchen leaving the elder to himself

" Hwa just go to bed , she's a grown woman "

Mingi yawned coming into the kitchen

"I'm just worried a little since it's really late and her phone is going straight to voicemail "

" Maybe she's on her way home let's just go to sleep she's grown and capable of knowing her way home stop stressing over nothing "

Seonghwa looked at the younger as he sighed , he just couldn't go to sleep like that his heart told him something was wrong and it put a huge weight on him

But at the end he just locked the door and turned the lights off hoping for her to return home by the time he woke up

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The cold water embracing her body slowly numbed every part of her making it unable to move even if she wanted too

The struggling with breathing wasn't kicking in yet much to her liking

All her thoughts ran out freely as she just let herself sink further into the water

Was this really the right choice?

Or stupid to give up everything she fought for to be here in the first place?

It felt like an eternity as Y/n continued to sink but what scared her was when something grabbed her making her struggle against whatever it was

The muffled underwater screams didn't seem to do anything against the mysterious thing that kept pulling her upwards towards the light coming from the surface

Y/n kept fighting against the mysterious thing that kept swimming upward

She gasped and coughed as she was held against something rock hard

" Are you insane ? You could've died ! "

The person yelled at her as he panted in fear looking at her

" Why didn't you let me sink ! Nobody would have cared if I disappeared for once "

She cried coughing

" Wait Y/n ? Why the heck would you do such a dangerous thing ?! do you know how much you scared me to death when I saw you jump ? "

It took her a good moment to notice that the person who basically saved her was one of Rowoons friends

" D-Dawon , I- "

" Look we'll talk about this later let's just get out of here before we get sick "

He sighed and started swimming towards the dry part with her on his back

" I'm sorry you had to save someone like me "

" Let's not do this now , I just want you to go home safely with me so we can talk "

He shook his head trying to get the water out his ears before he took her hand and walked up towards the place he dropped his bag when he jumped in

" I'm just glad you're safe "

The boy sighed out trying to calm down since he was still under shock

" I don't want to go home "

" Don't worry I'm not taking you there "

She stood there shivering as she looked at her bare feet while he fished into his gym bag For his towel

" Did you eat anything? "

Dawon dried her hair as she just stood there not responding

" It's ok if you don't want to talk , let's just call a taxi to our dorm since you don't want to go home and I won't force you "

He pulled out his phone called a taxi

" Yes we are near the Han river, yeah exactly there thank you "

She looked at him with tears extremely ashamed and feeling pathetic since she couldn't even succeed in this one thing

" Why did you jump in ? It would've been better if I was gone "

Dawon looked at her as he closed his eyes sighing before hugging her

" I'd never let someone die before my eyes, even if I didn't know you and I'm so glad I did because you're so young and you have so much to achieve, and Rowoon would be so devastated if I hadn't saved you and I'm sure other people as well would be broken "

“ I can’t do this anymore , I’m a failure I can’t even defend myself anymore ”

The girl cried on his wet shirt ,it was a lot of weight on her shoulders and how could she forget about that one person who cared about her the most , who was willing to love her like nobody else ever loved her

" I'm so sorry, I don't know why I did this in the first place I'm so ungrateful "

" Y/n please , it must have been hard if it drove you to do this "

He grabbed her face and wiped her tears away with his thumb before guiding her towards the taxi that just arrived

" Please don't tell Rowoon about this I don't want to worry him more than I have by ignoring his texts lately "

Dawon nodded and shut the taxi door as they drove in silence

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Both of them entered the dorm quietly careful not to make any noise

" But I don't have any clothes "

Y/n shivered as she hugged herself as Dawon went into his room and came back with some clothes and a towel

" These are new boxers that I just bought recently you can wear them "

She took them and went to change after taking a hot shower , but most of the time found herself shedding tears or starring at herself at the mirror the boys had in their bathroom

Were did she fail ? , was it really a blessing to still be breathing after her selfish act ?

After drying herself and blow drying her hair she stepped out of the bathroom and ran into one of the boys that was waiting so they could go to the toilet

" Oh I didn't know you were here "

" I myself didn't expect it either but it's good to see you again Jaeyoon "

He smiled and rubbed her head before dismissing himself to go to the toilet

" Hey you finished? "

Y/n nodded and looked around before fiddling with her fingers nervously

" Can you tell me were Rowoon's room is ? "

" He's probably asleep but go ahead it's the second door down the hall "

He smiled and said good night leaving her to herself in the semi dark hallway

Walking towards her best friends room she carefully opened the door and went inside , the room smelled so good it made her feel like home but yet so distant from it

She carefully went unter the covers but held her distance, it's like she felt it kinda being inappropriate being so close to him even thought they had watched films together in her room as he cuddled her

The moon made his face look so perfect and adorable as he slept soundless

How could someone as handsome like him like her let alone love her more than the best friend stage ? It was still a mystery to her

" Y/n is that you ? "

He asked without opening his eyes

" No it's not Y/n "

She changed her voice on purpose stiffening her laugh with tears

" Don't lie to me , it's smells like you "

He pulled the girl closer to him opening his eyes yawning

"Do I smell that good to be recognized ? "

" You always smell good and even from miles away I could tell that it's you "

She smiled softly letting him hold her , her worries long forgotten

“ I’m not even gonna ask you why you’re in my room this late at night , I’m just glad you’re alright and by my presence again ”

He smiled and softly yawned once again

“ Rowoon? ”

The boy hummed and kept yawning

“ Do you still love me ? ”

Rowoon opened his eyes meeting her glossy ones that stared back at him

“I do love you , but why are you asking me this ? Is everything alright? ”

“ How can you love someone as broken and insecure as me ? ”

She looked at him with lips in between her teeth due to her nerves playing with her

“ Because you deserve more , and you stole my heart with how sweet and caring not to forget how beautiful you are ”

The boy took her by the waist and smiled softly kissing her forehead

“These fools don’t know what they are missing out by not appreciating you enough and I just want a chance to show you how much you can be happy and appreciated ”

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skz317cb97 · 1 year

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Shower Time

Seungmin x Female reader

Word count: 2.5k 🤪 ThEy'Re DrAbBlEs

Synopsis: After your messy time with Felix in the kitchen you need to get cleaned up and Seungmin offers to help.

A/N: 18+ ONLY! I know said don't expect these quickly but shit at this rate I'll be done with this series by tomorrow lmao! I'm having so mush fun and I hope you are all too! If you like this part please reblog, comment, like, shoot me an ask! As always warnings and smut below the cut! 6/8

Warnings: 18+ ONLY MDNI! Cursing/strong language, slight voyerism (kinda), MC is worried about slut shaming (I don't know if that needs a warning but it's there), unprotected piv sex (please use condoms) cream pie, marking, guided masterbation, body worshiping (kinda), pet names (goddess, jagi, pretty etc), cum eating, I think that's everything this one is softer. If I missed anything please let me know and I'll add it immediately!

Felix was leaned against the kitchen counter as you laid back on the cool tile covered in icing still. Smoke started to come from the stove and Felix cussed.

“Oh fuck the cookies!” He opened the stove door and more smoke billowed out. He pulled out the tray and the cookies were charred and black. Felix’s face turned into a little pout and he got those big sparkly anime eyes again.

“They’re ruined.” You stood up and walked over to Felix wrapping your arms around him from behind and resting your chin on his shoulder.

“Aww Lixie it’s okay.” You grabbed a wet washcloth, turned him to face you and started to wipe the icing and your cum from his face.

“Why don’t you run down to the corner store and grab some more stuff to make dough and I’ll take a shower. When you get back we’ll make another batch and make sure to not burn them. Okay angel? Now turn that frown upside down.” Felix smiled sweetly as you wiped the rest of his face and he nodded.

“O-okay.”

“Good boy.” Felix grabbed his sweats and shirt then slid his sandals on and you pecked his lips before he headed out the door towards the store. You leaned against the wall for a moment and caught your breath. These men were going to be the death of you. You looked down at the mess all over you, shook your head and smiled then headed towards the bathroom to take a shower.

Since you were alone in the apartment and you were a sticky mess you didn’t bother putting your clothes back on. You walked bare assed through the apartment and as you made your way to the hall you ran into Seungmin coming from his room also very naked. You both froze and then Seungmin smirked looking you up and down taking in your appearance which you sure was an absolute fucked out mess.

“Honestly thought you and Felix both left.” Your brain finally caught up and your jaw dropped.

“YOU’VE BEEN HERE THE ENTIRE TIME?!” You tried to cover yourself a little, feeling very exposed.

“No sense in hiding y/n I heard everything you and Felix said and I saw you run through the hall naked when you went to Minho’s room.” Your arms fell back to your sides since there was really no hiding anyway. Seungmin walked towards the bathroom, he looked in and wiggled his eyebrows at you.

“We can save water showering together like you and Chan did if you’d like.” You almost asked how the hell he knew about Chan too and then you remembered he just said he’d heard everything you and Felix had said, including what happened with Chan. Seungmin walked towards you with his hand outstretched.

“Come on don’t be shy jagiya...” You had honestly never heard Seungmin speak so sweetly.

“You wash my back and I’ll wash yours...” He said with his eyebrow raised. You took his hand unsure of just what the fuck you thought you were doing and he led you towards the bathroom.

“Wh-what about Lixie? He’ll be back soon.” You asked as he closed the bathroom door behind you and locked it.

“He can listen if he wants.” Seungmin smirked, turned on the shower, and walked back over to you while it started to warm up.

“Can I touch you?” You hesitated and chewed at your lip. You definitely should not be doing this. You’ve been with Minho, Changbin, Jisung, Chan and you just fucked Felix. You should not even be considering what you were at that moment.

“It’s okay. If you don’t want me to I won’t. You can take a shower and I’ll just take one later.” Seungmin went for the door to leave and both your hands came up gently pressing against his chest stopping him. He looked at you and smiled knowingly. You nervously cleared your throat.

“I... y-you won’t think... you don’t think I’m a.... slut?” Your words came out so small he almost didn’t hear them. When he realized what you asked his face softened and he ran the back of his hand down your cheek.

“God no, what?! Of course not jagiya!” You shook your head, he didn’t know the whole picture though.

“Seungmin you don’t know everything, Chan and Felix aren’t the only one’s I’ve been with.” You admitted. He shook his head understanding.

“What you mean Minho? I know you and him didn’t really hide it.” You shook your head again.

“Not just Minho.” He still looked at you blankly.

“Okay... so. So you’ve fucked a few of the guys. You could fuck all of them at the same time for all I care. Look, we all love each other yea? So what’s so wrong with making each other feel good hmm?” You shrugged your shoulders as you rested your arms on Seungmin’s. He placed his hands on your waist.

“Liking sex doesn’t make you a slut okay? Even if it’s with more than one partner. Am I a slut for wanting to fuck you right after Felix?” You shook your head.

“No.” You said in your small voice. Seungmin wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, unbothered by the sticky mess on your skin. One of his hands came up and cupped your face and he kissed you softly.

“Do you know how pretty you are? You’re a fucking goddess.” He gently kissed down your neck. You’d never experienced tender Seungmin, you rather liked him.

“Do you want to get in the shower with me? I’d love to wash you...” His nose grazed yours and he pecked your lips.

“Touch you...” He nuzzled your cheek and kissed it.

“Taste you...” Seungmin kissed you but not a peck like before. No this time Seungmin captured your lips between his, his tongue gently asked for entry and you parted your lips allowing him to tease your tongue with his own. You were already flushed and breathless. His lips trailed down your jaw and neck tasting the left-over icing on your skin.

“Se-Seungmin...” He stopped and looked at you to make sure everything he was doing was okay. You gave him a soft smile and turned backing up towards the shower that was now running hot. You grabbed Seungmin’s hands and pulled him towards the shower with you.

“Minnie?” He smiled humming as his eyes raked over your naked form.

“Will you wash me...” Your hands trailed down the front of your sticky body and you started teasing your clit.

“... here?” Seungmin licked his lips nodding.

“You want me to?” He raised his eyebrow looking for a firm confirmation that you wanted this and you shook your head yes.

“Of course I’ll wash your pretty pussy jagi.” You both stepped into the shower and the warm water running down your body felt amazing immediately. Seungmin turned you so your back was to him.

“You wait right there gorgeous.” He grabbed a loofa and squeezed a little of his own bodywash on it then worked it up into a lather. He pushed your hair over your shoulder and started rubbing the loofa across your shoulders and back. You hummed and softly moaned. The other guys had all been a little rough with you, not that you didn’t like it, you were just surprised with how gentle Seungmin was being with you in comparison. As if you were glass and he feared breaking you. He scrubbed the loofa down your back.

“Arms up jagiya.” You lifted your arms and then Seungmin wrapped his around you as he started soaping up the front of your body. You put your arms back down and leaned your head back on his shoulder relishing the touch of his hands and the loofa as he soaped your breasts and down your tummy. You parted your legs a little so that Seungmin could wash your pretty pussy, just like he said he would. His touch only lingered long enough to clean you. He kneeled down to wash your legs and you turned around to face him again. The suds ran down your legs and Seungmin stood back up.

“God you’re so fucking beautiful. You really just have no idea do you?” You shook your head. You didn’t think you were ugly by any means but the way Seungmin’s eyes sparkled as they drank you in, you’d never seen anyone look at you like that before. He tossed the loofa and wrapped his arms around you pulling you into the stream of the shower more, running his hands all over your body rinsing the foamy soap off.

You kissed his neck and you could feel his cock twitch between your bodies. You kissed just below the last one and felt him throb again. You pulled back both of you with your arms wrapped around the other. You wanted to ask Seungmin something but you were nervous. You didn’t want him to misunderstand. He could sense your apprehension; two fingers were placed under your chin tilting your head up to look him in the eyes again.

“What’s rolling around in that pretty head of yours jagi?” You bit your lip.

“Min... will... will you...” You shook your head.

“Never mind it’s stupid forget I said anything.” Seungmin leaned in and kissed your pouty lips gently.

“Whatever you want y/n, just ask and I’ll give it to you. What do you want beautiful?” You took a shuddering breath trying to calm your nerves.

“Seungminnie... will you... will you make love to me?” His brown eyes were so soft looking into yours as a small smile grew on his face. He kissed you and it was more heated, more passionate than the others. He backed you up against the shower wall and lifted one of your legs, wrapping it around his waist. He leaned in to whisper in your ear.

“Can I have you raw jagi?” His hard cock pressed against your aching core an you nodded.

“Yes.” It was breathy and quiet.

“Can I cum inside you pretty?” He rubbed his dick against your cunt again and you moaned and nodded.

“Yes.” Seungmin cupped your cheek with one hand and kissed you tenderly as he lined his leaking cock up with your wet hole and sank into you slowly. You both moaned into the other’s kiss. Seungmin held your thigh up around him with one hand and braced against the tile wall with the other as he thrusted deeper inside you.

“Soft all over, feel so good.” He started kissing down your neck and shoulder as he took shallow thrusts pushing deep into you, his pubic muscle rubbing against your clit adding to the pleasure his cock was giving you. He rested his head on your shoulder panting as he started to grind into you a little faster.

“Seungmin it feels so good, don’t stop, please.” He shook his head as it rested in the crook of your neck.

“Won’t stop jagiya, wanna make you feel so good...” He pushed deeper and his dick brushed against your g spot.

“Seungmin!” He groaned.

“Yes beautiful, say my name, tell me sweetie... tell me who’s got you jagi?” You pushed your back into the tile wall and held onto Seungmin’s shoulders as he started moving faster, slightly pushing you against the tiles more each time.

“Seungmin...” He kissed your chest and softly sucked a mark right above one of your breasts.

“Louder baby...” You gasped when he hit your g spot again.

“Seungmin!” He looked at you shaking his head.

“Come on jagiya, who’s cum are you gonna take? Hmm? Scream it nice and loud so Felix can hear you beautiful.” He was pumping into you deep and you started to cum.

“SEUNGMIN! SEUNGMIN! GOD PLEASE CUM INSIDE ME!” Seungmin started fucking you fast chasing his orgasm and prolonging yours. Your heel dug in his ass making sure he was going to be buried in you balls deep when he came.

“Fuck pretty don’t worry I’m not pulling out, gonna give it to you.” You were pressed against the tile still holding on to his shoulders for support. Seungmin was looking down watching his cock disappear inside you. You ran one of your hands down his face and tilted his chin up making him look at you.

“S-Seungmin... please... cum inside me.” You begged for his cum breathless. He bit his lip and buried his face into the crook of your neck, holding you down on his cock as he twitched and filled your cunt with his big warm load.

“MMmmmm a fucking goddess and I get to cum in this pretty cunt? Fuck! Take it beautiful take it all.” You squirmed as he kept his hold on you, buried so deep, shuddering as his hot seed spread inside you. When Seungmin pulled out you could feel his cum trail down your legs. You ran your hand down your tummy and ran your fingers through your folds, rubbing Seungmin’s cum over your clit. You were about to pull your hand away and taste him but he grabbed your wrist and stopped you. He knelt down in front of you eye level with your pussy.

“Play with it Jagiya, make yourself cum for me beautiful want to watch you squeeze my cum out of your pretty little cunt.” You did as Seungmin said and kept rubbing your clit, sliding back and gathering more of his cum from your hole before rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves faster.

“God you’re fucking perfect, faster sweetie rub it nice and hard.” You took his direction and rubbed your clit faster and harder.

“Gonna cum Min gonna...”

“Yes fucking cum for me beautiful!” Your back arched and your body buzzed as you came right in front of Seungmin’s face. He watched in awe as his cum was squeezed out of your clenching hole. You ran your fingers up and down your pussy messily, collecting the cum leaking from you and rubbing it all over your cunt before sticking four of your fingers in your mouth and sucking them clean. Seungmin grabbed the loofa again and stood up. He watched you suck his cum from each finger as he ran the loofa over your extremely sensitive cunt. You jerked and shuddered.

“Sorry pretty, have to clean you up a little.” You smiled blushing and nodded in understanding as he finished wiping your swollen pussy clean. He tossed the loofa again and pulled you away from the wall back under the water that was surprisingly still hot. Seungmin wrapped his arms around you and you rested your head on his chest, his chin resting on top of your head as his hands ran up and down your back soothing you.

“Minnie?”

“Hmm?”

“Well just... I just... I mean when... you know... when I said... make love...” You could feel Seungmin shake his head.

“You meant you wanted tender... I can do tender.” You relaxed into his hold again and looked up at him smiling sweetly. You ran your hand down his cheek as you looked into his soft brown eyes.

“Yes, I see that now.” You curled back into his embrace laying your head on his chest again.

“Now can you be a tender to Yongbokie at tomorrow’s game night?”

“Let’s not go that far sweety...” You pouted a little.

“Pleeease?” You whined and Seungmin let out a heavy sigh.

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“I’ll try... only for you though...” You leaned up pecked his lips and laid your head on his chest as you hugged him close and listened to his heart flutter for you.

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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years

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Kinktober day 8

Billy Loomis + Dacryphilia

(this is fr one of my fave Billy Loomis gifs)

I struggled a lot with how to make Billy cry, and here’s my attempt. Reader is older than Billy in this.

Kinktober list

Tw for slasher stuff, blood, murder, etc.

Billy Loomis had never been much of a crier, even as a kid when he fell out of a tree and broke his arm, not a single tear had been shed. Which is why the position he was in right now felt so otherworldly. He was laying on a cheap motel bed, the ghostface costume pushed all the way up under his armpits and the mask thrown off to the side who knows where. Fat tears rolled down his cheeks and blurred his vision as the strong blood covered hands groped his chest and stomach, Billy aching hard in his jeans.

Billy had been on a road trip with Stu for the past few weeks after the fires of the murders of the many teens quieted down in their hometown. They had gone around as Ghostface and had kept up their killing, going at it in less wild of extreme ways. It was on this trip they rolled into a town about twice as big as Woodsboro, where the people had looked scared and weary.

When they had booked into the motel the owner had told them to not stay long and to leave, as there was a murderer about. It took some searching around, but they found out about the murders and what they said about the suspect. A large man in dark clothes, dark baggy jeans, boots, a black shirt and jacket and a mask. They said his mask was completely blank, just a black smooth surface. This killer apparently had no apparent target group, murdering whoever they felt like and leaving their bodies strung out like butchered animals.

Billy would be lying if the thought didn’t send a shiver of excitement down his spine. He and Stu had gone out as Ghostface that night and had their own target, but Stu soon returned to the motel leaving Billy on his own. He decided to get just one more in for the night, and had quickly found his target in a lonesome man who appeared to be walking home from work, looking over his shoulder constantly out of fear.

That’s when Billy saw him, the other killer. He was large, like Michael Myers large, Billy thought to himself. And though he was large he moved as silently as a shadow, and before the poor victim could react, he struck, the killers powerful arms dragging the struggling man with him.

Billy stayed for a long time and watched this man kill the other, how he was so fast and efficient, like he had done it hundreds of times. When the slasher was done, he used a rope to hang the mangled corpse from a tree, and tucked his weapons away and got ready to leave. That’s when Billy stepped on a branch that cracked under his weight. He shivered as the heavy weight of the other mans attention fell on him, and with a shaky excited breath Billy turned and started running.

He could hear the other slasher behind him, charging through the wooded floor with almost inhuman speed. All the way back to the motel it went, and Billy made his way through the backdoor and up to his rooms, the footfalls of the slasher following him right on his tail. Billy could tell he was hard, the chase sending all kinds of shivers throughout his body.

Billy could tell the other man had entered the room as the door shut and the click of the lock was heard. Billy turned to look at the man, the blood splatters on his own mask making the larger man stop in confusion, tilting his head in the head tilt all slashers did. In the mild light of the room Billy could see the man more, his thick thighs and wide shoulders, and the heavy dark splotches of what he could only assume was blood all over him.

The Ghostface killer couldn’t tell you what happened, but soon he was on the bed, suit pushed up and those blood covered hands running all over his torso. Scratches ran up and down Billy’s chest and stomach where the man had dragged the tip of his weapon, pebbles of blood gathering and some running down Billy’s side. He could do nothing but flex his hips upwards in hopes of the silent man to take pity on him and touch him, but (Y/N) seemed to have no interest in that.

(Y/N) pushed his mask up but Billy couldn’t catch a glimpse of his face, the Ghostface killer jolting as he felt the sharp flash of pain that meant that the other man had bitten him. He whimpered softly as he felt him sucking at his skin, moving to pay attention to his chest. Billy could feel a beard, and with the mask pushed up he could see a few grey hairs amongst the man’s normal hair. Billy couldn’t tell you why he started crying, but he did, silent tears gathering in his eyes and running down his cheeks.

He sobbed as large hands now covered in dry blood grabbed his crotch, (Y/N) grinding his palm down against the hardness there. Billy thrust up into the hand, searching for stimulation as tears kept flowing, making it almost impossible to see. (Y/N) had stopped assaulting his chest, pushing his mask down and seemingly just staring at Billy’s face as he cried, the satisfied hum leaving him letting the younger man know he quite enjoyed it.

As (Y/N) kept palming at him, Billy threw his head side to side, feeling humiliation burning in his chest at how easily he had started crying. He wanted it to stop but also not, as his tears seemed to spur the other slasher on even more. Maybe it was the knowledge that he could easily be killed right here and right now by this much more experienced killer, but instead here they were, his hard cock in the man’s hands.

Billy thrust his hips harder up into the man’s palms, sobbed moans growing higher pitched as he grew closer, warmth gathering in his belly as he threw his head back, his face growing wet from all his tears. The Ghostface killer let out a loud noise he would definitely be embarrassed about later, his hips grinding up one last time as he came, spraying white on the inside of his boxers.

Billy lay panting, his face still wet from his tears but not crying any more when (Y/N) let go of him, reaching up and pushing his mask up and grabbing Billy’s face. The younger man gasped softly as (Y/N) ran his hot tongue over his face, licking up the salty wetness of his tears. When he seemed to have licked it all up, he pulled away and got out of the bed, shoving his mask back into place. He stared at Billy In silence before leaving out through the window, leaving it open in his wake. Billy couldn’t do much more than just lay there and shiver at the suddenly cold room, his thoughts returning to the silent man who had made him cry and cum in his pants like some teenager.

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sturniololoco · 3 months

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little sister fic: they catch her vaping and she says she will stop but then they catch her vaping with her friends again and she tried to run away but they catch her and lecture her and take them away

Vape

Warnings: vaping, smoking, etc.

Note: I have so many (similar) requests for this one! It's kinda of short tho! Sorry!

SLS/N's POV

I needed it.

Bad.

I excused myself from the living room with my brothers, not being able to take it anymore.

I shut the door behind me and then pulled my vape out of my bra and took a hit, instantly feeling better. I watch the smoke come out of my nose in the mirror, satisfying my nerves.

Just as I was about to take another, the bathroom door opened.

"Oh shit! Sorry, I-" Chris begins to apologize, stopping dead in his tracks, looking at the object in my hands.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He asks me, closing the bathroom door and walking close to me.

"I-I...It's just a little-I mean I-" I can't form words, so scarred about what Chris will say.

He's so disappointed.

"alright, I'll tell you what," He says, ripping the vape from my hands. I try to snatch it back, but before I can, he drops it on the floor and smashes it.

"I won't tell Matt or Nick about this, If you swear on all that is holy, you won't do this again." He gives me a stern look, bending down to pick up the remnants of the vape on the floor.

I nod, not wanting to disappoint my other brothers, or Chris even more.

He gives me one more glare before walking out of the bathroom and slamming the door.

"What is that smell in there?" Nick asks, poking his head out of the bathroom I just walked out of.

Shit.

'I-uh...breakfast didn't sit too well with my stomach." I lie.

He shrugs and blows it off, using the bathroom all the same.

"Thanks a ton!" I say to the senior handing me a new vape in a brown bag, and handing him a $50 bill for the cost and his trouble.

He nods and walks away as I stuff the thing into my backpack and sprint home as soon as the final bell rings.

I really did try to keep my promise to Chris, but on the 3rd day, I was shaking like crazy and I felt like scratching my eyes out.

arriving home, I quickly said hello to my brothers, shoveling down the afternoon snack Nick had made me. I then ran to my room, saying something about having lots of homework.

I slammed my door shut and flung my backpack onto my bed after grabbing out the paper bag. I unpacked it and sank to the floor.

I took a hit, immediately feeling relief flood through my shaking limbs and scrambled brain, the light, almost see-through smoke, creating a wreath around my face.

But just like last time, the door opened on my second hit.

Nick, Matt, and worst of all, Chris stood in my doorway, standing there shocked. Chris pushed passed Matt and Nick, walking to me, only to snach the vape again and press it in my face.

"This again? Come on SLS/N! You broke my trust for this stupid thing?" Chris scolded.

Tears were flooding down my face, knowing he disappointed all my brothers are.

"I-I'm sorry! I n-need it. please," I say, trying to explain how badly my body craved this hunk of metal and plastic in my brother's hand. I just couldn't explain why.

Matt and Nick came over, Mat sitting down next to me while Nick comforted Chris.

"SLS/N, there are other ways of handling your stress. You can always come and talk to one of us, we are always here for you." Matt said, rubbing my arm comfortingly.

I nod as he hugs me, feeling extremely guilty about this whole situation. It made me want to chuck my vape out the widow, but use it at the same time.

Matt let go and Chris came next, wrapping his arms around me, cradling my head to his chest as I cried.

"I tried Chris, I really did. I-I couldn't do it! I'm s-sorry." I said.

He shushed me softly, stroking my hair gently, helping me calm down.

"I know you did. But we're all here now to help you get through this okay? You can always talk to us.

I nodded into his chest, feeling relieved that he was;t angry with me.

Matt and Nick joined in on our hug as Chris mumbled into my hair,

"I love you, sweet girl."

"I love you too."

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amhrosina · 1 year

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short fic about reader comforting frank after he fails to save a girl who looks like reader!!!!!!!!!!! ANGST PLEASEEEEE (and also smut is okay with me if you want to)

Safe and Sound

(Frank Castle x f!Reader)

a/n: y'all i based this off of safe and sound by taylor swift so uhhh angst ahead

warnings: angsty as hell, canon typical frank stuff - violence, blood, etc., smut but with decorum!!!!, lmfao they do it on the kitchen floor where is said decorum???, anyways some religious imagery, frank just loves reader so much, reader sort of worships frank (who wouldn't??))

I remember tears streaming down your face when I said, "I'll never let you go"

When all those shadows almost killed your light

I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone"

But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

Just close your eyes, the sun is going down

You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now

Come morning light, you and I'll be safe and sound

It was all very simple, really, when it came to Frank. The shrill of your phone in the middle of the night, tearing out of your rumpled sheets, rubbing the blur out of your half-lidded eyes and running, running, to his apartment, which was only four blocks from yours. It was so, so simple. He needed you, so you would be there.

He was covered in blood, hunched over the kitchen sink, heaving into the drain when you found him. A mixture of blood, sweat, and tears fell from his ghostly pale face onto the counter, staining it crimson. You froze, only for a moment, only to assess the carnage in front of you, and lunged toward him, pressing cool hands to his searing skin.

He trembled against you, clutching at your body, your skin, anything that was an extension of you with blood coated hands. His legs gave out, a muffled sob leaving his throat as his knees slammed into the tile.

“Frank, baby, what happened?” You gasped, cradling his head against your stomach.

In a quick movement born of a desperate desire to touch you, his hands ran the length of your body, cupping the back of your knees and tugging, sending you crashing against him on the floor. Your knees straddled either side of his legs, and he used his leverage to crush your body against his in a bear hug.

“Frankie, are you okay?” You murmured, running a soothing hand through his hair and down the back of his neck.

He tightened his hold on you, pulling you impossibly closer to him. A shuddering breath released through his clenched teeth before he finally looked up at you. Your stomach dropped at the sight. The warmth that usually coated his gaze was nowhere to be found. When you looked at him, you weren’t face to face with your Frank. Staring back at you was the cold, dead eyes of the punisher.

And yet, the longer you looked, the more you could see the cracks in his façade - the ones he tried so hard to bury when he left the apartment at night. A mixture of fear and relief stirred in his dark eyes, and all at once you felt both exposed and comforted under his gaze.

“Talk to me.” You softly encouraged, cradling your hands around his jaw.

“She looked like you.” He mumbled, searching for the remnants of himself in your gaze.

“Who did, baby?” You pressed him further.

“They had a woman,” he swallowed thickly, “She was half dead when I got there. I couldn’t get to her in time.” He shook his head, briefly closing his eyes. “She looked like you, and I lost it. I tore them to shreds with my bare hands.”

He began to tremble again, and you watched as his eyes grew watery. You didn’t gawk, or scoff, or push away from him like many people would if they knew the brutality his hands were capable of inflicting on others. You didn’t move at all, becoming the steady rock that he so desperately needed tonight. You would not balk at his rage. You would not falter in the face of carnage.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about it being you.” His voice cracked, and the ghost of a tear slid down his cheek. “I would burn the world if it were you.” He growled, a hint of his fury slipping through his tone. His grip on you tightened as the memories of the night resurfaced.

“It wasn’t me, baby.” You breathed, running a thumb over the stubble that had built up on his face. “I’m right here. I’m safe.” His arms reflexively tightened around your waist at the word ‘safe’, as though he had to remind himself that you were physically in his arms, the safest place in the world for you. “I’m safe with you.” You murmured, ghosting a kiss over his swollen cheekbone.

He snaked a hand up your spine, wrapping his hand around the back of your head. For a moment, the world ceased to exist. It was just you and Frank, wrapped in each other, soaked in the consequences of his perilous night. A single tear slid down his cheek. He broke the spell between you by pulling your lips down to his in a feverish kiss. His tongue scraped against your lips, a question and a desperate plead.

“Need you, baby.” He mumbled against your lips. And that was all it took.

You opened yourself to him, grinding down into his lap with a ferocity only reserved for wild, untethered nights like this one. He tugged at your shirt, nearly tearing it off your torso, and groaned when your nipples perked at the cool air. His hands roamed the length of your body, and something about his gentle pushes and pulls as he explored your skin told you it was not just out of carnal lust, but out of a desire to touch every living aspect of you. A gentle reminder that you were, in fact, safe and in his arms.

“So soft, sweetheart.” he breathed, pressing a line of kisses down your jawline and onto your neck. “Can’t believe you’re all mine.”

“‘m all yours, Frankie.” You arched into his touch, a breathy moan snaking its way out of your mouth and into the world around you. He tugged your pants down as you fumbled with his belt, and even though he was still mostly dressed, and your pants were sitting at a wild angle on your shins, the spark that he had ignited forced you to sink down onto him, grunting through the stretch and leaning into his chest like the devout do when they pray.

You excused the lewdness of your thoughts, though you also felt like they perfectly described the relationship between the two of you. Frank Castle was your God, and you would worship him like this for the rest of your life.

It didn’t matter that it was three in the morning, or that Frank’s demons were spectating this joining, or that Frank’s kitchen was covered in blood. All that mattered in that moment was the way your skin felt against Frank’s. The way you moved as a unit, seducing the pleasure out of each other slowly. The way you uncoiled around him, exploding in a desperate prayer to be full of him him him. The way his low, rough moans sparked another explosion as he answered your prayers a few minutes later.

Sweat clung to both of your foreheads, and even though there were far more comfortable positions that you could switch to, you and Frank didn’t move as your gazes met – the helpless love and worship so plain and obvious in your eyes. Your bodies remained joined for a long while, breaths and heartrates returning to normal.

When you finally moved, it was only to stumble into the shower, scrubbing the crimson stained skin until it was rubbed raw, but clean. You both fell into Frank’s bed, the late hour and chaos of the night finally catching up with your antics. He pulled you against him and pressed a warm kiss to your forehead as he wrapped his arms around you. You had told him once that this position made you feel invincible because you knew it was the safest place on earth, and he hadn’t forgotten it.

“No one can hurt you.” He promised, the ghost of the whisper carrying from his lips to the shell of your ear. “You’re safe here, with me.”

And you always would be.

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teyamloving12 · 1 year

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Tsu’tey chasing you down while in his rut. someone has to bear his children

The Forest Chase

Warning: NSFW content (MDNI), dub-con, mentions of heat cycles, sex in the forest, fingering, tsahyelu, etc.

Pairing: Tsu'tey x Omatikaya!Reader

Synopsis: He was the predator and you were his prey that thought it could get away.

Every 3 months, it was the same exact thing except this time it would be worse. Tsu'tey was never feral during his rut but this time, Eywa had plans for him.

"...other!...Brother!...Brother!", Tsu'tey heard through his thoughts. He threw his head up to see who was calling him, only to see Jake. "Are you alright?", Jake asked with worry. It was strange to see a man like Tsu'tey distracted. Tsutey clenched onto his bow. The feeling of great lust and desire was growing stronger.

His breath began to break. He stood up quickly looking down at Jake. His eyes were burning in their sockets. His member was growing at the thought of his mate, her eyes shot towards the forest. Bingo. "I apologize Jake Sully.", he said before walking in frisky manner. Jake was confused. Why was he apologizing? Tsu'tey's mind was on you. The past night's memories flashed in his mind as he searched every nook and cranny of the forest.

He lurked in the trees like a predator, anxiously waiting for you, his prey, to appear so he could pounce. And there you were, in al your flesh and your glory. He watched as your tail wagged behind you, as your thighs and back arched as you pulled back the arrow aiming it as a fish in the water.

He was lustful.

And whatever desires he had must be fufilled and no Na'vi on Pandora could stop him. The little branch of the tree he stood in fell in the water not only alerting you but also scared the fish away. You turned around and shot the arrow into the tree. Tsu'tey missed the shot by an inch. Now he's angry. He could almost smell your cunt. Your addicting scent. The way your breasts jumped when you raised your hands to shoot at him. Now it was time to play cat and mouse.

He shot the arrow back at you. You were shocked. You spinted out of that section of the forest. Now the catch had begun. He ran through the trees. The leaves might have hit him in the face but that didnt matter. He was detsermined. He liked to see you run from him but at the same time, it angered him ferociously.

You tripped on a branch that was in your way, twisting your ankle. You screamed in pain as you grabbed your twisted ankle. His shadow was right there. You trie to use your hands to crawl away but he walked towards you. The back of your head hit on the tree. Your heart skipped multiple beats. The shadow came close by each second until you realized who it was. Your mate. But wait?

That glance in his eyes looked too familiar. He was going through his rut. You were still afraid. The Tsu'tey you knew would never do this. Tsutey fell to his knees in front of you. You flinched as he reached for your face. He stroked your cheek and finally broke the deadly silence. "Forgive me yawntutsyìp."

What did he mean? He grabbed your braids forcing your lips onto his. The kiss was hot and desperate. Your back fell to the ground while Tsu'tey climbed on top of the limp body and bounded your wrists behind his slender fingers.

He watched in delight as your tried to process what was happening at the moment. You looked like a poor rabbit caught in a trap. It made his cock painfully hard and stiff. He couldn't wait to breed you and stuff you full of his seed. He wanted to see your stomach big and round from his children and your breasts swollen from being full of milk.

"Tsu'tey, please I beg you, let's not do this here!", you shrieked under his restraints" I want you to help me, syulang," he said in his deep voice while he rubbed his other hand up and down your stomach. "With what..?" She answered. Now you were just stupid for asking that question

Tsu'tey didn't speak, not a thing. He chuckled leaving a smug look on his chiseled face and in a smooth motion, Tsu'tey's hands went straight for the prize. Your loincloth.

His fingers grazed over your clit. Unsurprisingly, your cunt was already soaked with your juices of arousal and desires. It was wrong to enjoy this but the burning flame inside of you continued to grow bigger. He plunged two of his slender fingers inside your sloppy cunt. You unconsciously grind on his fingers. Your breath became heavy. his desire continued to grow. Your moans were doing something to him. He curled his fingers, successfully locating your g-spot.

"Not hard-ahh ahh!!" You bawled out underneath him. However, your pleas fell on deaf ears as Tsu'tey's sex-filled mind was only filled with one thing and one thing only.

Breeding you. And claiming you his mate forever.

Your vision was clearly going. You only could see a blurred Tsu'tey over your body. You were about to pass out until you felt Tsu'tey harshly thrust into your pussy. "Don't pass out syulang. Take me! I know you can!', he growled. The sound of skin clapping together echoed throughout the entire forest. Your fingernails dug into the Na'vi's skin. Your legs wrapped around his slender waist.

As Tsu'tey continued with his hard fast and brutal thrusts slamming into your sensitive core that was sure to give you problems later. He saw the bulge of his huge member through your stomach, He pressed down on it. You released the most ungodly moan one could ever hear. Tsu'tey grabbed your braid and his own. He wanted to feel the bond between the both of you once again.

Tsaheylu was made and you felt even more connected to Tsu'tey than ever. You grabbed his braids forcing him to kiss you roughly. He grabbed your hips to slam you onto him even harder than before. "I want you to be the mother of all my children. My beautiful mate! Gonna get you pregnant and let them all know that you belong to me!"

You wanted to respond but your mate's cock was messing with your brain. Tsu'tey could feel he was close he began to go faster and slam his hips harder. His orgasm hit him in crashing waves as dense ropes of white painted your core with his seed. So deep within your core, you knew you would become pregnant. With his children.

He pulled out being careful not to spill out his semen. He kissed your stomach and smiled as he laid his head on it.

"I can't wait to see my children, thank you syulang."

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riswippiesx · 3 months

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Drive you insane | Geto Suguru x Fem! Reader[Fall out AU]

•part one

Theme: Mature(MDNI), 18+ NSFW

Fic TW: dark content! smut, world building, twisted morals, meteor fall out, world destroy, corruption, evil plans, conversation for world domination, foul language, looking down of the poor people, degradation, face slapping, slut shaming, spanking, unprotected sex(don't do this irl), fucking in a open place (but no body sees), teasing(a lot), creampie, breeding, mention of starting a family, porn with plot, not proof read !

Ch TW: Meteor attack, world destroy, uneven social systems, hate towards poors, death and injury, scams and plotting, foul language, barging into an oral sex, insult, fantasy, aroused thoughts, hint of masturbation etc.

Summary: You were respected in your world for being a savior during the meteor fall out but you had different plans which no one knew untill another heroic personality appeared to help the poor people. You thought would get rid of him but he knew everything about your little plan, he caught you. Would he expose you? Or help you out?

Note: Tried something new this time. To read this, you need mature mindset. Reader is twisted and not at all innocent. I hope you enjoy <3

05/08/2019

The fear of humans came true, the giant meteor, which was prophesied to hit the earth's ground soon, actually fell on the living planet, destroying a big part of asia. A few smaller meteors followed the bigger one and hit a few close areas. Despite of all the warnings and safety campaigns, many people died. The world population decreased in an instant. The ruler system fell apart. World economy was grounded. Smoke clouded the sky. Glimpse of heinous fire could be seen here and there. Air was heavy with painful whimpers and sobs.

Even in such crisis, a few classy families of politics and leaders were provided the highest level of safety with the secure houses made of the finest stuffs. A large part of food and water was preserved for them. Two or three of such families or family members survived well enough while the poor survivors died, lacking food water and medication.

You were the eldest daughter of a well known person. You dad used to be a bright face in world politics. He was cruel and selfish. He had both power and money. So he spoilt you as much as he wanted. You inherited his stubborn rude nature in yourself.

You were twenty years old when the fall out took place. Your younger brother was fourteen. If you were spoiled, he was like a little demon. He did whatever he wanted at such early age which costed his life in the meteor attack. He wanted to see how it looked when a meteor fell on poor average people. So he ran out of the safety shelter and your father followed him to bring him back. Of course the meteor hit both of them and they died. Their sudden death was tough for you to handle but a part of you was somewhat happy that you would have none in you way from then.

Your father was wise enough for collecting the precious papers and plans related to world domination before hand. So with the help of those papers and your dead father's reputation, you got your hands on the world politics easily.

05/08/2020

One year from that day, the world government fell apart but with the help of the survivors, somehow they managed to get things together in a way. The authorities chose the powerful survivors and decided the areas around the world to take care of. You were a chosen one. A large part of asia was given to you for nurturing and developing.

You agreed very easily and took over the area. You had to put on a mask which helped you to act kind. You hated people bellow your standard but for the sake of greater future, you offered help to those "bullshit" survivors.

At first you were disgusted by the condition of those survivors, some lost their legs, some lost their both of the eyes or one and the injury list could go far long. The authorities sent a team to each leaders and you chose some employs from your area. Your team was slowly building up. You were earning people's trust and respect with your coating of kindness. You were earning trust from the the head authorities as well. They were pleased with your work. But you had hunger, hunger for something greater, hunger for all of it. This was very less of a portion when you were starving for world domination. Your father was one of the main faces of the world. You needed to be the "only" main face of this fallen world.

As the days continued, your team grew bigger with the healthier survivors joining. Your heavily inspired them. Your soft behavior and kindness intrigued a lot of them. Your pretty face was also another reason for many young men's joining. You could notice how many people looked up at you with adoration in their eyes, some were romantic, some were platonic.

Overall it was going how it was supposed to. But, behind every eyes, you were plotting something. You wanted to snatch away powers from the other seven leaders around the world, by corrupting them anyhow. You collected papers from various sources. Since the radio waves and towers fell apart, the world connection was slow but still content. You took your time in collecting the weak points and potholes of other leader's work. You spent years after years planning, earning trusts and working on papers which would destroy your enemies. After all, the world should belong to where it's supposed to, under your feet.

Your trusted team helped you in this. You made a private team of four people. They helped you to find the papers and other things whenever you needed. They were your right hand people.

Your first victim was your neighbour leader, with whom you shared a part of asia. He was a kind man, genuinely kind. He wanted to help the poor people. Though he also belonged to a famous household before the fall out, his mind wasn't that corrupted. How boring! You used the papers about the secret scams of his family which your dad once collected and anonymously sent it to the head authority, to show how much of a scammer that family was. Your father was a savior but couldn't save himself though. To prove your point a bit more, your team went undercover and stole the money which was sent by the head authorities for the fund works, resulting a huge miscalculation in reports. Poor leader couldn't defend himself and his spot was snatch away at once by the authorities. There were no chances of mistake in a world of needs. So you appeared as a savior again and helped the poor people with shelter and food with medication. Already pleased authority was delighted by your "sweet gesture" and offered that area to you and you took it the offer in order to "help the people in need".

20/12/2023

You were busy in checking the reports from your team about the developement around your area. Some files on the food and shelter restock was attached with the main report. You had a pen in your hand while you seated on the luxury chair of your office.

You heard a knock on your door.

"Ma'am? May I come in?"

You didn't raise your head and uttered a "yeah". The other person pushed the door open and entered your well maintained, classy office room.

"Ma'am, there is someone who seeks your visit"

Your brows got twisted as you looked up.

"I wasn't informed about any meeting today. Who is it?"

"He has stated that he wants to join your team."

"Oh. But in order to join, he needs to meet my assistant first. Not me. You all know the rule, right?", you looked at your worker.

"Yes ma'am we know. We tried to tell him all that but he isn't listening. He said that he was full of potential and you are the only one who could value it truly."

"Oh what a bold mouth he got", you grinned. "That's indeed interesting. Fine. Tell him to wait outside for ten minutes"

"Alright ma'am", the worker bowed and left the the room.

You were amused. You knew that you had some admirer who joined your team just for you. Actually you didn't mind them at all, instead they were easy to control. But this guy seemed very confident in himself. It'd be fun in taking control over him.

You were smirking to yourself as you finished your paper works and signed where you needed to. You kept the file aside when you heard a knock on your door. You checked the clock when your worker left to inform hin about ten minutes wait, it was 11:30 am and the knock came right on 11:40 am. Accurate on time ! Impressive.

"Come in", you spoke. The door was pushed open once again and there stood the guy, so majestic that you couldn't look away. Those raven hairs in neat bun with a lock hanging loose on his left side of face, those dark intriguing deep eyes and that sharp face— he was handsome, you needed to admit. And this dark ear piercing made him look even better.

"Thank you for giving me a chance, ma'am", honey dripped in his voice as he spoke. You were impressed by his physical appearance but you weren't a person to loose your composure either. You gestured him with your familiar sweet and kind smile.

"No problem. Come take a seat"

He came and sat at on the chair at the other side of your desk.

"I heard you claim that you have potential?", you questioned him.

"Certainly, ma'am"

"Very well. Care to introduce your self?", you eyes danced in hidden mischief.

"I'm Geto Suguru. I'm 27 now."

"Alright, Mr. Geto Suguru, reason for your arrival today?"

"I came here as a face of Japan"

"Face of Japan?"

"Yes, I survived by fate. So to help the others in need, I worked with the local helping teams. I'm well trained in doing the fund work. I used to work as a leader of National Public Support of Japan. So for greater help, the local people told me to come and join your team. I heard from them that you are a great leader. I'd be blessed if I get to work under you."

"Hmm. And you want me to hire you, based on your words only?"

"I have my reports and documents. Here", he offered you a file. You eyed the file and noticed the details. He was speaking the truth. While you were checking the file, you could feel that his eyes were pointed stright at you. Of course it was, almost everyone had the same reaction when they looked at you.

Those files didn't seem fake. You closed the file after you were done and handed it back to him.

"Not bad. But.." You leaned infront and kept your elbows pressed on your desk "I don't hire just by the past records. I need to see what you've got. So, you will be working a day with the jobs I assign for you. Hope that's okay for you?" You looked straight at his eyes. There was something in there which didn't go entirely with this external personality, you could easily tell.

A smile appeared on his face "Sure, I'd love to"

"Great. You may leave now and wait outside for your jobs for the day"

"Thank you"

"Don't be so thankful before you even get to know what you are going to be assigned with..hmm?", you grinned at him.

"Yeah sure, ma'am", he smiled back at you and left the office. He was capable. You could use him for your work but before that you needed to test his loyalty towards you for a few days or weeks.

You had a list for the jobs which were needed to be done, such as inspecting all the shelters and stop any of the illegal activity which some people did here and there recently. People, who wanted more than they were getting, committed small crimes like stealing and attacking. You hated all that nasty crimes. For you, those were so lame. And you needed to take control over all that. Someone had to take care of the crimes. So you decided to rest your rookie, basing on that.

21/12/2023

Christmas was around the corner. Authorities had sent some special and extra supply for the people in needs. Your workers took care of it. Surprisingly, Geto Suguru did a great job in inspecting the crimes. He submitted his reports on the topic and it was well detailed than the average ones. He really seemed professional and skilled about the whole thing. But you hated giving credits to your new worker on the first day. So you just received the reports and told him to leave.

You could have given him a bit credit only if your mind wasn't messed with a lot of things. After getting the major part of asia under your control, you had to take in the islands around the continent. But it was big deal. To begin with the issue, your father didn't have much of the papers on the leader of those island. Moreover, she seemed really tough to deal with. You tried to work as a partner but she refused. You thought this would help you to prove the less co-operation skills in her to the authorities but they seemed not to care about such a small issue. Your personal team tried to spy around her area but she was really well at handling and controlling her territory. But you weren't someone to let such a small fry stop you from achieving what you deserved. So you were intrigued in making up plans on dragging her down at your office.

Your mood was just messed up as you didn't seem find something good enough. So you were frustrated. You leaned back on your chair and groaned in annoyance. "Ugh fuck this!" and put your legs on top your desk. You were working for so long and your eyes were hurting, so was your back. So you decided to take a break and walk for a bit outside of your office.

You did as you thought. You went outside of your office building and started to walk around fot bit, aimlessly. The surroundings were being taken care of yet those were a lot of damage to be fixed so early where huminity almost got doomed. Broken buildings fell around, only the roads were cleaned, to resume the journey and connections. You were looking everywhere but at the road. Your mind was fogged. Them normal people, who respected you, were waving at your was but you were definitely not in a mood to do the same. So you just smiled at them, not to mention, that was forced.

In the meantime of smiling, you looked side way and didn't notice the a few stones and parts which littered around. Your feet hit one or two of those and tripped. You were about to fall but a strong hand caught you from your behind by your waist. Your hand grabbed on that hand and you quickly looked back. It was your new rookie, Geto Suguru. He was looking down at you with his pretty fox eyes and a slight smile on his lips. Your eyes for once stopped at his. It didn't last a minute before you looked away but it felt like so long. You coughed and made yourself free from his grip.

"Be careful Ma'am, there are stones every where. If you don't be careful enough.." He leaned very slightly, "you might trip". It sounded more like a warning than an advice. What was that tone ! You were pissed.

"I don't remember giving you permission of talking to me in that tone." You fixed your cloths.

"Ah well I just spoke of your well being, sorry if that offended you." He apologized but you could still sense the mild sarcasm in his voice.

"Just go back to whatever you were doing." And you started walk away. Your mind was already fogged and this one thing made you feel even more disgusting. That new bie might give you hard times in future. You would have to take of it before hand.

24/12/2023

There came the Christmas eve. With the help of the funds and other suppliments from the head authority, two of them destroyed buildings were finally fixed. One was a mart and another one was a small apartment, which would help people to get essentials and shelter. Those opened on the day of christmas. You, being they main figure, had to be presented in all the time, looking after the things you didn't want. But again, you needed to achieve as much faith as you could. So you kept up with everything.

It was late when you finished your works and finally relaxed on your seat. After staying silent, you decided to return to the apartment you chose for yourself to live in. You kept the files a side and took your house key. Then you left your office and started to walk across the small corridor. You were about to pass a room when some noises stopped you. Almost all of your workers left, your special team too. Also the room was a little conference room, which you used to discuss plans and tasks. Noone was supposed to be in there, at least not at that hour of night.

The noises were faint. So you brought yourself closer to the closed door and put your ear on it. With a bit of notice, you could hear that those noises sounded like whimpers and a few groans. It was strangely weird for you. Was someone fucking in there? But there? Really? Inside of your organised conference room? How dared them!?

You were getting furious again. It was so improper. Did some poor people break in? A lot of weird thoughts came in your head untill both of the voices started to sound a bit too familiar. But you could not actually catch it.

You couldn't just stand and listen to such nasty noises. So you decided to barge in. The door was fortunately unlocked and you pushed it open at once. What you saw was not something you expected at all.

Infront of you, you could see two very known humans. On the ground, there sat the only female employ of your special team, whom you actually trusted a lot. She was back facing you and was on her knees, naked. Her mouth was connected to someone's hard cock, sucking on it. And that someone was none other than, your new rookie, Geto Suguru. His pants were on the floor and last few buttons of his black shirt was opened, revealing his toned abs and defined v-line. His cheeks were flushed with a faint red, hair was partially up in a messy bun as he leaned back on the table behind.

You went silent for a good while. You were looking at them and they looked back at you. Your trusted employ was quick to let everything go and tried to cover her body. You could see the hickeys on two to three places or her body. She looked ashamed. She didn't expect you to catch them like that. Whereas, the other one had a smug expression on his face. His slightly lidded eyes hinted amusement.

"Ma'am..." She tried to speak.

"What the fuck is going on here?" You calmly asked. But the disgust was clear in your tone.

"Ma'am we can...explain...please", she was nervous.

"Shut up. Not a word. If you were willing that much to suck him off, you should have gone to your apartment. Don't you have any basic sense about place and time? Huh?"

"Ma'am but...he...he told me this would be fine...and also said that you had already left the office ...and I trusted him."

"You don't even know this guy properly. That's why you don't trust just..any person. Also what made you think that it'd be okay to fuck here after I am gone?"

"Ma'am....i'm so sorry, please."

"Leave. Get your as s out of my sight right now. And never show me that slutty face of yours!"

"Ma'am-"

"Leave. Now."

She knew nothing could be stated after your stern order. So she took her cloths and somehow covered herself, then left. Then your eyes fell on Geto. He fixed his cloths already but those still looked messy. He was fixing his bun. His body was a bit sweaty from the previous intense activities. The light fell stright on his features which made him look even better. You sighed.

"I suppose you owe me an explanation.", you spoke to him.

"Extremely sorry, I thought you left and I ...well..I was feeling something. So she volunteered to help and I accepted.", his tone sounded more casual than it was supposed to.

"Wow. Keep your shits in your pants untill you are in a proper place. This isn't your little love hotels!"

"I apologize. It won't happen again."

"Apology my foot! You shithead. Stop trying to mess my special team. I warn you."

"I am not. It's just she is really attactive."

He spoke facts, you knew that. Yet your nerves burn for So me unknown reason. You couldn't just stand what he just said.

"Did I ask?", You almost yelled. But your self control game was great. So you tried to calm yourself down. "Just get out of here!" You spoke in disgust.

You came back to your apartment with a bitter mind and a tired body. You just wanted to sink in your bed. You quickly freshen up and finally laid on the bed. Your body just thanked you for the long awaited rest. Your body wanted rest but your mind was racing. What you just saw before coming back, that scene could not leave your mind. You were disgusted but somewhere in my mind, you kept recalling the vulnerable look of Geto. It was really hot. He was an attractive man and his abs, v-line..even his hard dick..you just couldn't think otherwise. Your whole body felt like burning, with some desire. It wasn't like you were a virgin. Your fucked with a few friends of yours before the meteor attack but that was long ago. After that, you barely got time to think about your sexual desire, in a obsession of power.

So, such things from a genuinely attractive guy bought out you hidden desires and your pleasure deprived self danced with it.

You didn't notice when your thighs were pressing together. Your body wanted some friction in some special places. You could feel your arousal and your hard nipples, brushing against your tshirt painfully, wanting to be pinched and pulled and played with.

A soft groan left your lips as you hands started to move towards the hem of your panties as another hand cupped your left breast over your cloth..........

...To be continued

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i really enjoyed the a-z with chan !! could you do one with changbin :0

hihi! thank you so much, I'm glad you enjoyed it and sure, changbin it is!! 😙😙

A - Z with stray kids

paring: changbin x female!reader

warnings: smut, blowjob, face fucking, unprotected sex, cum play, sub/dom dynamics, size kink, strength kink, belly bulge, anal sex, use of sex toys, masturbation, etc..

A: aftercare (what they're like after sex)

changbin may seem as someone who's always taking control and always acting very "manly" and yes he is... but not all the time.

when it comes to you, he completely melts into your touch, specially during aftercare. once you both finished, he turns into a baby with you. he'd ask you for hugs and kisses. he just wants to be under the blankets and having your warmth around. that's the best feeling for him and he would spent the entire day like that.

B: body part (their favorite part of theirs and also their partner's)

changbin's favorite part of you body is your lips. also... here's another ass-team boy. he adores your ass.

i really think that all of skz loves asses LMAO

this man would be stealing kisses from you anytime he could. he'd also be asking you to kiss him. but if you give him just a peck? he'd whine and pout, demanding for a proper kiss. and that's how many of y'all make out sessions started...

he doesn't just like you to kiss his lips but also his body. he loves the feeling of your lips all over his body. you workshipping his body is his favorite thing. your lips over his jaw, neck, his chest.... just drives him insane.

and his favorite body part of himself are his arms and thighs.

the boy knows he's thick. and he presumes about it.

he'd always be flexing his muscles, always working out to keep himself in line or to tone his body even more.

C: cum (anything to do with cum)

i just think that changbin likes to follow a good diet and workout quite often to stay healthy. his cum would taste normal, not too sweet and not too salty.

and unlike chan, who doesn't likes to be messy at all, changbin loves to be all messy. this man would pull out once he knows he's close to the edge and spill his liquid all over your stomach, thighs, chest.

then he'd kiss and lick your skin to clean you as much possible. and he'd even use it as lube to keep going for more rounds.

ofc after you both have finished, he would pick you up and take a shower together. this boy here is such a gentleman that he would wash you without reproaching.

D: dirty secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

it was laundry day, you were busy doing something else so you asked changbin to help you. he was picking all the dirty clothes to bring them and put all of it in the washing machine.

something fell on the floor.

oh. it was one of your favorite panties. a black one.

the picked it up from the floor and was about to put it where it should be but some dirty thoughts ran through his mind. is it bad if he smells it? no right?

and there he was, sniffing it's smell and somehow he got so hard... he had no other chose but to lock himself in the bathroom, jerking himself off with your panties wrapped around his cock.

E: experience (how experienced are they?)

I think that changbin is not quite experienced, but he's a quick learner.

you don't really know with how many people he's been before, and you never really asked since you don't care at all. he's with you at the moment and that's all that matters.

he'd be asking what turns you on and he'd be trying it the next time you both have sex. he'd also suggesting stuff to try. he'd explore your body and see what pleasures you the most.

F: favorite position

any position where he has the sight of your ass. he loves to be able to bend you down over any surface so I'd say that all on fours.

maybe he'd wrap his hand around your neck and bring your back against his chest while his free hand is down your pussy, rubbing small circles around your clit sending you to cloud nine.

as changbin knows he's strong. he knows he's able to just pick you up, just fuck you senseless against any wall.

another position that he loves is reverse cowgirl. he loves to see how his cock disappears inside you at every bounce of yours, your cunt tightening around him. also the access he has over your ass, to grab it, squeeze it, spank it...

G: goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc)

i think changbin could be humorous. some giggles, jokes and laughs here and there and you love it. sometimes there's dirty jokes and his well known smirk while looking at you.

H: hair (how well groomed are they?)

changbin doesn't likes to be all completely shaved but also doesn't likes to be too hairy down there either. he would let the hair grow until some point but then he would trim it and keep that zone clean.

and about you? he'd like you to be the same as him, not too hairy. he loves when you're completely shaved since he could feel your smooth skin but if you don't shave at all, it's completely fine for him.

I: intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

there's moments where this man would even prepare a whole dinner, take you somewhere expensive, give you some gifts because he likes to spoil his pretty girl.

there's moments where is not sex but he'd make love to you, be so gently and romantic with you and treat you like his baby.

when he's rough, the kind man would be full of lust and his romantic side would be disappear so fast. but he'd never hurt you.

J: jack off (masturbation headcanon)

changbin is as much or even more horny than chan.

there's time where he asks you for help but you're not in the mood or you're just busy and you can't help him. he would whine, stick to you the entire day but if you keep saying no, he wouldn't mind but jerk off in front of you as a way to convince you.

he's not afraid to tell you every single time he's hard and the motive why he's like that. he wouldn't mind to be explicit. eventually turning you on as well and finally getting in the mood.

there's also times where he would wake up early in the morning being hard. he'd jerk off there and again, he would not try to be quiet.

K: kinks

strength kink: one of his motivations to work out, is you. he loves it since he's able to pick you up and toss you around so easily. change positions during sex with not much effort and the thought of you being too fragile to him drives him crazy. he'd protect you with his life.

size kink: this is similar to his strength kink but he adores how tiny you look compared to him. he's able to hold your wrists still with one hand. pin you. one of his favorite moments while fucking you is when a bulge appears in your belly, letting him know how big his cock is and how deep he is.

anal sex: changbin loves that extra tightness you give him when he's fucking your ass. he loves to put a decent amount of lube over his cock and your ass, start with his fingers to stretch you out and then slowly shove his dick inside, letting out a hiss at the feeling. maybe he could be fucking your pussy but he'd put a finger or his thumb inside your ass.

L: location (favorite places to do it)

he doesn't care where but as long as you two have a good moment. every time you two have sex is special to him. he's open to do it anywhere if you ask him to.

but as this man loves to be all messy with you, the safest place to do it is in the bedroom. he likes to be somewhere no one could bother or interrupt.

it's true that some car sex sounds arousing for him. maybe you two when for a late night drive and the things started to get hotter and hotter.

he had to park somewhere since you started with some innocent kisses but ended up with the seat pulled to the back, you on his lap moaning loud and him sucking on your nipples, moving his hips up to thrust deeper.

M: motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

he's obsessed with your body. and did i say that he loves your ass? yeah.

whenever you wear revealing clothes makes his mind blow up, thinking about how pretty you'd look wearing those things while he's fucking you hard.

what he loves the most is whenever he marks you, maybe some hickey, some bite mark, anything that shows evidence of what you both did last night. he adores when you wear revealing clothes and that mark is showing, making him proud of his masterpiece on your body.

N: no (something they wouldn't do, turn-offs)

humiliation, exhibition. he doesn't likes the feeling of people seeing you in that fucked-out state and humiliate you? that's a big no. that's something that only he is able to see. yes he's a little possessive.

he thinks that other people would start seeing you like a whore. maybe you could be HIS whore not not in everyone else's eyes.

also he wouldn't like to try extreme stuff that puts you in risk. he loves you too much to do such thing.

O: oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

as much as he loves treating you like his princess, giving everything to you and please you. he really prefers you giving him head.

that's why he doesn't like to jerk of alone. what he would give to have you between his thighs, chocking and fighting to not gag. he loves those teary eyes you get every time the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat.

sometimes when your jaw gets tired and hurts, you'd rest your head on his thigh while you give some kitty licks to his length, and he would you caressing your cheek, hissing and he could be cumming just by that.

maybe having you laid on the bed, facing up, your head on the edge of the mattress. changbin using your throat as his own fleshlight is to hot for him. his hand around your neck. maybe would make you lick his balls...

P: pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc)

i think that changbin would like to be slow and sensual. he knows that not everytime going fast and rough works. he knows that he has to focus on other ways to please you other than with his dick.

maybe he'd focus on your tits, stimulate your clit, suck on your nipples...

he'd rather to go fast and rough whenever you both are horny, but bad horny. knowing you both are too excited that even the slightest touch would have effect. on those moment when neither of you have enough time.

or maybe when he's playing with the pace of his thrust to turn you on more and tease you. or if you ask so.

Q: quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc)

i think he's fine with it, but is not his favorite. maybe he wouldn't do it quite often. he would stop whatever he's doing to give you the attention you need.

as I said before, he need aftercare. he needed lots of hugs and kisses and he's not able to receive that when is a quickie so that's his main reason for not liking quickies at all.

this man would wait with a painful boner inside his pants just to go back home and take his time with you.

if he ever has a quickie, he'd be so touchy and clingy with you, wanting to spend at least some more minutes with you right after.

R: risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risk? etc)

yeah he'd take some risks. some teasing like sending you random dirty texts when you're busy, even some provoking photos of himself since he's not afraid of showing himself to you.

maybe whispering you dirty things and pulling you inside some bathroom, making sure to lock the door so no one could enter. he'd put his hand over your mouth to quiet your sounds.

also he's very open to experiment with you, respecting your boundaries and his own. he would also suggest new things or tell you things that caught his attention, etc.

S: stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he could go for 3-4 rounds in a row, he kinda likes that feeling of overstimulation of still going after he has already cummed. he also loves your whines and cries of that same feeling but if he needs to stop for you, he would definitely stop.

but once he's done and started with the aftercare, he won't keep going until the next morning or so. he'd melt into your touch and stay like that for the rest of the day.

if he's still hard and you're already tired, he'd ask you to let him fuck your thighs. and he would be more than happy, finishing all over your stomach, you smiling with a sleepy face once he's done.

T: toys (do they own toys? do they ose them? on a partner or themselves?)

i think that the toys are more for you than him. he'd buy a butt plug for you.

he would put lube on it, lay you down on bed before shoving it inside your ass to stretch you out during the day.

changbin would be so anxious for the end of the day, just bend you down over the table or bed or anywhere and pull your panties down. he'd slowly pull the plug out, maybe playing with it and fucking you slowly with it.

then he'd throw it somewhere and put his cock inside instead.

"oh s-shit... you had that inside your ass all day yet you're still so fucking tight... wrapping my cock so well"

U: unfair (how much they like to tease)

he likes to tease you and see your pouty lips when you had had enough from his teasing. he would kiss your lips and start with the real action.

but. gosh. changbin loves when you tease him. he hates to admit it but yes.

when you're riding him, he adores when you first rub your wet pussy against his hard cock. when you take his dick with your tiny hand, doing small circles over the tip with your thumb, stroking him so painfully slow, entering just a barely inch and then pull it out? he dies for that.

when you clench hard around him? you've lost him already. he'd hiss, whine, whimper, moan. that brings him over the edge.

V: volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc)

I see changbin being loud but not vocal at all. he's more of talking.

he would let out some groans, hisses and whines. whenever your riding him, little whispers would scape his mouth, begging you to go faster or slower.

"ahh- fuck, fuck, fuck... slower please, go slow... please. i don't want to cum y-yet"

"fuckin' hell- faster, just like that, i know you can go faster... clenching so hard around my cock..."

he loves to talk dirty and tell all the sinful things he would do to you.

"bending you over that table over there... you using that skirt is much easier for me, your know that little girl, hm? i bet that pussy is dripping wet... does it misses my cock?

W: wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

changbin loves to see how desperate you're when you get horny so suddenly.

one of his ways of teasing you is letting you ride his thigh.

he'd give little taps to his thigh, signaling you to come over. your legs on each side of it. he'd strip all your clothes off from your body. one of his hands placed in your waist to guide your movements and the other grabbing your wrists behind your back so you can't move at all.

"come on baby. use my thigh to get off"

he'd clench his muscle, making you moan loudly as you keep rubbing yourself, leaving your wetness all over changbin.

if he sees that you're close to the edge, the hand on your waist would stop you, pulling you up so his thigh is no longer in contact with your pussy.

"not yet hun, today you'll cum just on my cock"

X: x-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

this man's dick is thick, more than chan's. but it isn't that long as chan's. maybe about 5.5-6 inches long but his grith is just fine. the size doesn't matter as long as he knows how to use is. and there's no doubt that he knows well how to.

he's perfect for anal sex and that's why he loves it. his length is not much to hurt your but thank to it's thickness, it feels amazing each time he pulls out and shoves his cock back in slowly.

Y: yearning (sex drive)

his sex drive is high. he would get hard just by the thought of you but he won't notice until he feels the pain of being untouched or until his pants start to feel tight.

he isn't ashamed of showing you how horny he could be. he trusts you so much and a helping hand wouldn't be a problem since he hates to fix it himself. he's happy if you're just watching or get into action with him.

if you help with with his problem, he'd make sure to return the favor.

Z: zzz (how quick they fall asleep afterward?)

he'd stay awake for a bit more, talking with you, taking care of you ir vice versa, you taking care of him.

if he's between your arms and your warmth, he'd feel so comfortable and suddenly feel so tired that he'd fall asleep faster than you or would try to sleep along with you.

AN: here's the changbin's version! i hope you like it!!

let me know which one do you want me to do next ;) request and asks are open!

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