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mopopshop · 12 days

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Ur Best Friend

Inspired by the song “Ur Best Friend” - Kehlani and Kiana Ledé (such a good song oml 🙏🏾)

Paige x fem!OC (cause ion do that y/n stuff, no hate but I don’t🧍🏾‍♀️)

Featuring: Jalen Suggs

Words: 2k

Themes:

-drinking

-cheating (sorry fam)

-slight sexual content

As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden hue over the backyard, the atmosphere buzzed with anticipation. It was my boyfriend Jalen's twenty-third birthday, and I had spared no effort in planning the perfect party. A few weeks earlier, we’d just celebrated our five months, so I had to have a party to top the last. The decorations were up, the music playlist carefully curated (tons of Rod Wave and Bryson Tiller), and the scent of food filled the air.

Among the guests was Paige, Jalen's best friend since eighth grade. I've always been cordial with her, exchanging polite smiles and casual conversation whenever she was around. But something had shifted in the past few weeks. A subtle tension lingered between us, sparking whenever our eyes met, igniting something unfamiliar yet exhilarating.

She'd gotten more touchy with me as well, a hand on the lower back and a hushed "excuse me" to get past, a casual arm over the shoulder during group hangouts, a hug or two, but up until a few weeks ago, I'd seen these as nothing less than innocent.

She's a friend, you know? Jalen's friend at that, so no way in hell I'd ever try anything with her. Not to say she's not, you know... good-looking. She'd 100% be my type if it wasn't for Jalen. Paige's tall, she's blonde, she's funny, has a nice smile—did I mention tall? Sometimes she wears these glasses which make her look—

"Aniyah!!"

I'm pulled from my thoughts as my friend Gigi waves me over to her.

"Come on, we're about to sing happy birthday," she smiles and rushes over to me, grabbing my arm and dragging me into the kitchen.

As I followed Gigi into the kitchen, my heart skipped with something unfamiliar upon seeing her. Paige was already there, chatting with a few other guests and standing next to Jalen. She was wearing a grey Nike tech sweatsuit under the jacket, a white tee, her classic braided ponytail, and topped off the look with white Jordan 4’s.

As I moved through the crowd, I couldn't help but steal glances at her. At times, we made eye contact which deepened the flush in my cheeks.

I’d told Jalen earlier that week that I wanted to toast to him before we sang for the cake, and I’d prepared something ahead of time, but now as the moment approached, something about it just hadn’t felt right. In the midst of my thinking, I don’t notice Jalen coming up to me with open arms.

“Hey baby, you good?” He says with a look of worry.

I’m startled by the sound of his voice and am quickly ripped from my thoughts.

“Hey! Yeah yeah I’m fine… just hoping you like my toast,” I breathe out, praying he doesn’t press the issue.

He smiles and says nothing, placing his hand on the small of my back and directing me towards the front of the crowd… towards Paige.

I lock eyes with Paige again and I rush to look away, but as I go to look back, I notice she’s still staring.

What was this tension between us? And why was it becoming harder to ignore?

Gigi nudged me playfully, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Girl what is going on with you today, you gonna do this toast or what?”

With a deep breath, I grab my shot glass and get everyone’s attention.

“Hey y’all, before we sing happy birthday, I just wanted to make a toast to my man. Tonight, let's raise our glasses to celebrate Jalen's 23rd birthday. Jalen, you're more than just a boyfriend; you're my rock.”

Even as I say these words and the more I go on, I don’t feel as though they’re genuine. All I can do is think of Paige…

“Your kindness, strength, and passion inspire me every day. Your laughter lights up any room, and your presence warms my heart. Here's to another year of smiles, laughter, and adventures together. Happy birthday, Jalen! Cheers!”

I tip my head back and down the shot, feeling the lukewarm liquid burn its way through my throat. Bringing my head up, I catch Paige’s gaze once again, and this time I don’t look away.

Suddenly my view of her is obscured as a group of Jalen’s friends come from the hallway with his birthday cake. Everyone gathers around Jalen, me on his right side and Paige on his left while Jalen holds the cake in the middle. We quickly sing happy birthday, and he blows out his candles. He turns to me to go in for a kiss, but I catch sight of Paige behind him and end up swerving his kiss.

“Yo.. seriously you good babe?” Jalen spews sort of irritated.

“Fine! I’m fine,” I squeak out, “Just…”

My gaze falls over to Paige, seeing her fight back a smile or maybe a chuckle at the sight of me rejecting Jalen’s kiss.

“… distracted.”

“Uh.. cool, okay,” I see him look to his friend group.

“I’m just gonna go and talk with the boys for a minute,” and he presses a brief kiss to my cheek.

“Have fun!” I turn around and try to yell over the music, but I can tell he’s already forgotten about me.

When I look back, I see Paige again. She makes prolonged eye contact then trails her eyes to the porch outside. Cocking her head towards the door as if to say “let’s talk out here” and promptly turns around and heads out the back doors.

I wait a few minutes before heading out to follow her because as much as I long to talk with her, I’m not trying to look desperate. Slowly but surely, I make my way over to the doors, pushing them open to see Paige leaning with her forearms on the railing.

“What are you following me out here for?” Paige teases turning her head with a smirk. I laugh quietly, not knowing how to continue the conversation.

She stands up straight, turning around to face me, leaning her back on the railing, crossing her feet and arms.

“You're trying to be shy so bad, get your ass over here,” She laughs.

I throw my hands up defensively, my voice pitching up a little bit, “I’m not being shy! I just don’t know what to say right now.”

Paige reaches out and grabs my hand, pulling me entirely too close to her. “You don’t have to be so weird, it’s just me,” she says softly while caressing my fingers.

“I just- I.. I don’t know! Everything’s just so complicated right now,” I confess.

“Well talk to me about it,” she continues caressing my fingers, which makes it increasingly hard to think straight.

“I can’t.”

“Why not, mamas?”

That god damn nickname.

“I can’t because it’s about you.”

“What about me?”

“I can’t say! I just- it’s like- If I say how I really feel about.. you know everything, It’s gonna be real, and I’m not sure if I want it to be real.”

“Ma, you’re not making any sense right now.”

“I know!” I throw my hands up in frustration, I feel hot and flustered, and Paige being less than two feet from me isn’t making it any better.

Paige grabs my chin, bringing me closer and forcing eye contact.

“Hey, hey, look at me. Seriously breathe through it, you’re okay,” She says calming me down. “Just tell me what’s on your mind.”

I take a deep breath and back away from Paige slightly, letting the word vomit take its course.

“Every time I see you, my heart races, and my palms get all sweaty. I try to play it cool, you know. But let's be real, I am desperate. Desperate to talk to you, to be near you, to just be in your presence. And when I finally gather the courage to make my way over to you, my knees feel like jelly, and my words get all jumbled up. But you! You just stand there with that smirk on your face, teasing me, and you know you have this effect on me, you love it. I know you do.

And then you show up to Jalen’s party, making all the faces and giving me ‘fuck me’ eyes, and it’s just- it’s a lot to deal with! So I come out here to shut it down, but you make it so fucking hard by pulling me closer, rubbing my fingers and shit, making it impossible for me to think straight. And then by asking me what's on my mind, what's bothering me, you’ve become a better partner to me in ten minutes than Jalen ever has in these past five months.

And I know I should just spill my heart out to you, which I quite literally am doing right now, and tell you how I feel and hope for the best. But it's not that simple. I am scared, scared of losing you, of ruining our friendship, of making things awkward between us. But I can't help the way I feel, Paige. I just feel like the biggest asshole for doing this to Jalen because even though he’s not the best boyfriend, he’s still a good guy. I don’t know…”

I take a deep breath after that, looking at Paige’s face for any sign of disgust.

“Aniyah, I…” she starts.

“See, I knew I shouldn’t have said anything. I told you it was stupid! I knew you didn’t feel the same, and I opened my mouth anyways,” I quickly backtrack.

“Paige, I’m sorry, I’m just acting all crazy because Gigi’s birthday dinner's in a few days, and I have an early exam tomorrow, just super busy with things! Again, so sorry I-“

I’m quickly cut off by the feeling of Paige’s lips crashing onto mine and her arms wrapping around my waist.

“Don’t apologize for anything,” she breathes out in between kisses.

After a good minute or two of deep kisses, we break apart with our foreheads touching. I bring my arms around her neck while hers stay around my waist, rubbing the material of my black mini dress.

The air around us feels charged with electricity as we stand there, our breaths mingling in the warm night air. Paige's touch sends shivers down my spine, and I find myself lost in the moment, forgetting everything else except her and the connection between us.

"Aniyah," Paige whispers, her voice barely audible over the distant hum of music and chatter from the party.

"Yeah?" I respond softly, my heart still racing from the intensity of our kiss.

"I've wanted to do that for so long," she admits, her blue eyes searching mine for any sign of hesitation or regret.

“Same,” I smile, and we both laugh.

“This… this is not a good idea,” I sigh out.

“Probably,” she jokes. “But I really wanna kiss you again, so maybe let’s have this conversation in the morning,” Paige tilts her head back down to kiss me again.

I squeal, “Paige! Hold on, Jalen’s still here. So is literally everyone else.”

“C’monnn.. Jalen’s probably blacked out or cross-faded by now. Let’s just sneak past everybody…” She leans down, kissing up my neck.

“I… Paige..” I breathe out.

“Hm?”

“Seriously.. hold on two seconds. Just let me check on him.”

She rolls her eyes sassily, gripping my waist again, “Fine.”

I pull her hands off my waist, interlocking our fingers and dragging her with me back into the house full of drunken young adults. We continue to weave our way through the house finally getting to the room packed full of loud frat guys, including Jalen.

As Paige predicted, Jalen’s 6’3 self passed out on the couch surrounded by his friends in equal states.

“I fuckin’ told you dude,” Paige nudges me with her elbow.

“Shut up!” I laugh turning around and pushing her back slightly.

She grips my wrist, pulling me into her body. “Now can we…? You know..” she says smirking.

I burst out laughing, “Yes! Jesus, you—horndog.”

“The fuck is a horndog, bruh?” She replies chuckling.

“Girl I don’t know! And by the way, don’t call me ‘bruh’ when you’re trying to shove your fingers ins-“

Slapping a hand over my mouth, “Okay okay!”

We both laugh to ourselves as we stumble up the stairs with our mouths attached, bumping into walls and pictures along the way. Finally reaching my room and falling through the doorway.

#uconn wbb #paige bueckers x reader #uconn huskies #women’s basketball #wlw smut #paige bueckers #jalen suggs #black reader #oc #kehlani #kiana lede

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rae-pss · 3 months

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˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . your wishes are my orders (🫡). also mentionable i've not read any of his actual sex scenes of his and this is the first time i take seriously writing smut. i hope you like it, dear @mellodyl (<3). ˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . lowercase intended, 621 words; minors do not interact, bottom character x top gn reader, choking (leviathan receiving).

leviathan, the king of hades, the embodiment of the cardinal sin of envy; overall, one of the most powerful demons in all of hell.

though, what no one knew, nor should they know, was one of the biggest secrets that he kept in a place, no other than in the privacy of his chambers. a room that only he had the permission and authority to enter, or so everyone believed.

the scent of sex was more than noticeable in the hot air of the dark room, illuminated only by a set of warm light candles placed in strategic places to provide the best clarity.

his body, pale like no other, was bathed in a thin layer of sweat that ran down his curved muscles. adding to that already lascivious scene was the expression on his face, one that made evident the excessive pleasure he was being submitted.

his heterochromatic eyes almost rolled to the back of his skull, with the occasional tear running down his blushing cheeks; his pretty lips opened with obscene moans escaping them like a broken record, even a fine drop of saliva running down from one side; his hands over his head, wrists tied to the head of the bed; his black shirt opened and exposing his chest, with deliberate marks already decorating it; and, like the icing on the cake, your body sitting on top of his, in the area of his lap.

your hands were around his neck, holding it as tightly as possible, granting him his much-acclaimed wish of being choked. and is there any greater pleasure than being choked by you?

in turn, your hips moved with a passionate fervor, rising and falling in a rhythm marked by the sound of your hips colliding.

muffled moans and sobs dying in the king's throat with each occasion the grip from your hands increased. the air, which didn’t reach his lungs, taking him to the fine line between madness and the most desperate lust. a limit that he was willing to cross if it meant ending once and for all that carnal torture that you were putting him through.

the words couldn't come out of him, not when for every attempt on his part you silenced him with a precise movement of your hip or an extra squeeze on that neck of his. how could he tell you that he was on the verge of cumming when you wouldn't let him speak? although, from the way his cock fluttered inside you, you already suspected that the end of the night was getting dangerously close.

letting your abdomen descend until your chest ended up against his, your hands abandoned his neck in favor of sliding to either side of his head, gripping the sheets below him.

before leviathan could formulate any word, your lips found his. you noticed how a growl escaped his throat. your lips touched again and again, your tongues in a dance that almost seemed like a ritual. it was like a competition to see who controlled the other, who was faster, deeper, more intense. a vigorous battle for dominance that you both knew would only lead to the same climax as so many other times.

even that, there was always an end, a cessation to everything, and once you noticed that that moment arrived you reluctantly separated yourself from his face.

a small space was left between the two of you. your bodies against each other, your chests rising and falling with each breath you took, lips spongy and reddish after so many impetuous encounters...

there could be much to be said, but neither he nor you dared to break the silence. after all, this was a secret between you and leviathan.

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onlyonetifosi · 11 months

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The sun shone brightly as Y/N and Max prepared for the momentous race. Max had spent countless hours teaching Liam and Luca the tricks of the trade, instilling in them the determination and drive to succeed. The twins eagerly put on their racing suits, beaming with anticipation. Today was not only their race day but also their birthday, and YN wanted it to be extra special.

As they arrived at the karting circuit, their friends and family were waiting with eager smiles and cheerful birthday wishes. The atmosphere was electric, filled with the familiar scent of burning rubber and the sound of engines revving in the distance.

"Good luck, boys," YN said, giving each of them a reassuring hug. "Remember to have fun and enjoy yourselves."

Max joined them, his eyes reflecting pride and anticipation. "Happy birthday, my little champions," he said, tousling their hair. "Make this race one to remember."

YN watched with pride as her twin boys, Liam and Luca, prepared for their championship race, the young boys had inherited their father's talent and passion for racing, following in the footsteps of their F1 World Champion dad, Max Verstappen.

The atmosphere buzzed with excitement as the race began, Liam and Luca, driving their sleek Red Bull-branded go-karts, skillfully maneuvered through the track, displaying remarkable talent and a competitive spirit worthy of their father's legacy. The crowd watched in awe as the young racers fought for every inch of the circuit. YN nervously clutched her hands together, her eyes never leaving the track. She couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and apprehension as her boys maneuvered their karts expertly, showcasing their skill and determination.

Y/N stood on the sidelines, cheering for her boys, her heart filled with pride. Max, wearing his trademark Red Bull Racing cap, stood beside her, his eyes gleaming with a mix of joy and nervousness. He knew his sons had the potential to conquer the race, but he also understood the unpredictable nature of motorsport.

As the race progressed, Liam and Luca displayed their innate talent, battling it out fiercely on the circuit. The crowd erupted with cheers and applause as the young drivers skillfully overtook their competitors. The twins' eyes sparkled with the joy of racing, fully absorbed in their own world of speed and adrenaline.

Time seemed to stretch as the race reached its climax. Liam and Luca were neck and neck, battling for the lead. With each passing lap, their skills became more apparent. They were destined for greatness, just like their father.

Finally, the checkered flag waved, and Liam crossed the finish line in first place, followed closely by Luca in second. The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, recognizing the incredible talent displayed by the Verstappen twins.

YN's heart swelled with pride as she rushed towards her boys, embracing them tightly. "Happy birthday, my champions! You've made us all so proud," she exclaimed, tears of joy streaming down her face.

As the boys climbed out of their karts, they were greeted by their father, Max Verstappen. A wide smile adorned his face as he scooped his sons into a warm embrace. "I knew you could do it, boys! This victory is the best birthday present you could ever ask for," he said, his eyes gleaming with pride.

After a moment of celebration, YN led the twins toward a surprise waiting for them in the paddock. As they turned the corner, their eyes widened in amazement. Balloons, streamers, and a beautifully decorated table adorned with a Red Bull-themed cake filled their view. A chorus of "Happy Birthday" erupted from their friends and family, who had gathered to celebrate their special day.

A Red Bull-themed cake took center stage, capturing the essence of their family's racing heritage. Max smiled, his heart brimming with pride. He knew his boys deserved to be celebrated.

Following the cake cutting, Max surprised Liam and Luca with a shower of gifts. Customized helmets adorned with their names, the latest racing toys, brand-new game consoles—each gift more extravagant than the last.

However, as YN watched the boys unwrap gift after gift, a mix of gratitude and concern welled up within her. She approached Max, gently taking him aside. "Max, I appreciate your love and generosity, but this is a lot. I worry that they might become spoiled," she expressed, her voice filled with genuine concern.

Max smiled affectionately, placing a hand on YN's shoulder. "YN, my love, these boys are my everything. They're talented, hardworking, and deserving of every bit of joy and celebration. What good is all this success if we can't share it with our loved ones? I want to give them the world because they are my world."

YN's eyes softened, understanding her husband's perspective. She took a moment to absorb his words and then nodded, a warm smile forming on her lips. "You're right, Max. These boys are incredible, and they deserve the world. I'm grateful to be on this journey with you."

They rejoined the celebration, surrounded by the love and laughter of their family and friends. In that moment, YN realized that their racing dreams, birthday surprises, and heartfelt gestures were a testament to the bond they all shared, a bond that no amount of gifts could replace.

This are the inspiration for the cakes i got :)

#max verstappen imagine #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen x you #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 fic #max verstappen fanfic #dad!max verstappen #max verstappen #formula one x reader

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nanawritesit · 3 months

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ATEEZ Imagines: Your First Time Having Sex With Them (fem!reader) - Maknae Line Ver.

Hyung Line Ver.

🔞 (NSFW/ 18+/ MDNI) 🔞

TW: protected sex (S, WY) unprotected sex/creampie (MG, JH) sub!reader (S, MG) dom!reader (WY) switch!reader (JH) oral reader receiving (S, MG) oral reader giving (JH) birthday sex (S) forced eye contact (S, WY) manhandling (S, MG) choking (S, WY) praise (S, MG, WY, JH) scratching/marking (S, WY, JH) lingerie (S) sexting (MG) daddy kink (MG) doggy style (MG) mirror sex (MG) car sex (WY) mommy kink (WY) brat taming (WY) degradation (WY) breast/ nipple play (WY) fingering (JH) jerking off (JH) begging (MG, WY, JH) cock warming (JH) finger sucking (JH) overstimulation (JH) neck kissing and biting, dry humping, hair pulling, groping, undressing, pet names, dirty talk, moaning, whimpering, making out, cursing

San:

You and San had been having such a passionate, ever-evolving relationship, and it all came to fruition on your birthday

All you were expecting from him was a gift and maybe a little cake

Little did you know that your boyfriend had MUCH more planned for the day…

He woke you up with breakfast in bed, showered you in gifts, AND took you out to dinner

And of course, he also prepared a cake before you left, and as soon as you got back from dinner, he immediately busied himself with getting it ready

You felt so special and loved, you just couldn’t help but stare at him lovingly

“What?” he asked, laughing lightheartedly as he looked up at you.

“You’re just amazing.” you replied, walking over to him.

“Awh, baby…” He set down the utensils he was using and took you in his arms, his strong hands resting on your waist. He studied your features, eyes sparkling and upturned in a small smile.

“Now you’re the one staring.” you teased him. “Why’s that, hm?”

“You’re just the most beautiful birthday girl ever.” he complimented you, slowly shaking his head back and forth in disbelief.

You felt a tug at your heartstrings, and couldn’t stop yourself from pulling him down by the collar of his shirt to crash your lips against his. He gladly reciprocated, not thrown off guard whatsoever. He immediately matched your intensity, devouring you more and more as his hands snaked up around your waist. Your own hands moved up to his hair, gripping onto it for stability.

“You look so good in this…” he murmured against your lips in his deep voice as his hands roamed around the fabric of your tight dress, gently squeezing the plush of your ass.

“So handsy, San…” you teased him, tugging at the dark locks at the nape of his neck scoldingly.

“How can I help it, look at you…” he grinned, cocking his head to the side in false innocence.

You mirrored his coy smile before pulling him back down to kiss him again. This time, you pressed your tongue against his lips to request entrance. Of course he obliged, lacing your tongue with his own.

“Beautiful, the cake…” he pulled away suddenly, gasping for air. He gestured to the counter halfheartedly at the semi-decorated cake he had been preparing for you a few moments ago.

“It can wait.” you snapped back, your eyes darkening. “I’d rather have something else right now.” You bit your lip and pressed your hips against his now hardened cock. “Besides, are you really going to deny me of my birthday wish?”

The final cord of resistance snapped within him, blood rushing straight to his core at your seductive declaration. He lips twisted up into a pleased smirk as he leaned back to look you in the eye. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

You nodded your head in confirmation.

“I’m gonna need words, pretty girl.” he demanded, eyes narrowing as he shot you another playful grin.

“I want you to fuck me, San.” You placed your hands on his chest, leaning into him with such desperation that he almost melted on the spot. “Please?”

He let out a short chuckle, nodding down at you leisurely. Without a moment’s notice, he scooped you up in his arms and carried you down the hall bridal style, kicking open your bedroom door and plopping you down on the bed.

He began kissing your neck ravenously, trailing his tongue all the way up and down and grazing it with his teeth sloppily. You winced at the miniscule pain, but were quickly distracted by the way his hard cock was grinding against your already wet core. You needed the layers of clothing that separated the two of you to be gone. You needed to feel him.

“San, let’s take off our clothes.” you requested, tugging at his hair to get his attention.

He placed a delicate kiss against your jaw before glancing back up at you. “As you wish, birthday girl.”

He rolled off of you and began removing his shirt and pants, frantically ripping open every button and zipper until he was free of them. You were surprised he didn’t tear his clothes in the process.

As you reached up to undo the zipper of your dress, he stopped you, grabbing your wrist tightly. The shock and sensation made you shiver in anticipation.

“Let me, beautiful.” he instructed, eyes softening as he gazed into yours which were wide and pooling with suspense.

Your heart began to beat faster as he undid the zipper, tugging it slowly down your back with a feather-light hand until your back was exposed. He slid the straps down your shoulders, revealing the lacy black lingerie you were wearing underneath.

He cocked an eyebrow, looking up at you expectantly. “Love, did you plan this?”

“Of course not, don’t be silly…” you assured him with a suspicious grin, rubbing your thighs together innocently. “I just wanted to wear something special for my birthday.”

He smirked, then nodded in understanding even though he didn’t truly believe you. He went back to undressing himself, removing his boxers to reveal his hard-on. It was aching with desire, swollen red and leaking with pre-cum.

However he was more focused on getting you out of your dress, and went back to sliding it down your hips until you were left in just the lingerie. He straddled you once again, kissing you with a newfound ferocity as his hips rocked against yours. His dick was pressing straight into your folds through the lace of your lingerie, giving you the friction you longed for. He briskly pulled back after indulging you for a bit and pulled the rest of the lingerie off of you. Your tits bounced back against your chest, nipples perky with desire.

He brought his hands up to the necklace you were wearing, fiddling with the dangling gems. It was the one he had given you earlier today as one of your birthday presents. Something about seeing you naked before him in nothing but that necklace riled him up to no end.

“Jesus, you’re a work of art, love…” he marveled, hands roaming over your body once more. He groped at your breasts and hips, taking all of you in and biting his lip. “You’re almost too pretty to eat.”

You were about to question him, but were taken aback as he unbuttoned the bottom of your lingerie, revealing your bare pussy to him. He brought his face up to it. “Almost.”

You let out a shriek as he licked a flat stripe up your slit, fingers prying you open to allow him to dive in for his meal. He ate you out like a starved man, swirling his tongue all around your sensitive nub with just the right amount of pleasure. You gripped onto the sheets, bucking your hips upward to feel more of his mouth. As you got closer to your release, he intuitively began flicking his tongue in and out of your pussy with short, quick strokes.

“Holy shit, San! Stop!” you cried out, tapping him on his bare shoulder.

He snapped his head up, looking at you with mild concern. “What, is it too much?”

“No, it was divine…” you reassured him, pushing some of his hair back. “But I’d much rather finish on your cock.”

His eyes widened at the sudden realization. A devilish grin quickly made its way onto his face, and he promptly crawled back up overtop of you. He held himself up with one arm and pumped his cock a few times with his free hand.

“Are you sure you’re ready, beautiful?” he huffed out, making such intense eye contact that you couldn’t help but swoon.

You nodded your head frantically. “I’ve never been more ready for anything. I want you so bad, San.”

He leaned over and pulled a condom out of his dresser, allowing you to watch impatiently as he slowly opened the package and rolled it on.

“Look at me.” he demanded, hand going up to your jaw. You jumped a bit at his sudden dominance, but were still excited to see what he did next. “Don’t take your eyes off of me, understand?”

You barely had time to respond before he started entering you, slowly grinding his dick into your gummy walls. You gasped as he stretched you open, but followed his orders and kept eye contact with him the whole time. Once he was fully inside of you, he began snapping his hips upward at a relentless pace. He had decided not to drag things out and instead focus on your release, since you were the birthday girl after all.

“Holy shit…” you breathed out shakily, your eyes starting to squint shut.

“Hey, what did I say?” he snapped, slowing down his thrusts. When you didn’t change your behavior, he brought a hand up to your neck, squeezing lightly. You let out a small yelp at the sudden contact, but felt your cunt clench around him in arousal. “Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

You nodded up at him with huge, doe eyes. “Yes, San.”

“Good girl.” he praised, removing his hand from your throat. He picked the pace back up, making your head fall back in ecstasy. You maintained eye contact though, letting all your moans and whimpers spill from your lips.

“You sound like an angel.” he panted into your ear, pounding you into the mattress further. “I just can’t stop myself when it comes to you. You’re my forbidden fruit.”

Your eyes began to squint shut again, but you quickly snapped them back open. San noticed this, and grinned approvingly. “God, you are such a good girl, you know that? Such a good listener.”

Drunk off his cock, you couldn’t even formulate a response, and instead just nodded your head. He chuckled at how fucked out you already were.

“Is my pretty girl going to cum all over my cock?” he asked in a sweet voice, cocking his head to the side with an affectionate pout. “Use your words, love.”

“Y-yes, I can feel it…” you quaked, feeling your entire body begin to vibrate in anticipation. “I’m sorry it’s coming so soon…”

“Oh, it’s okay, love, I’m not too far myself…” He pressed his forehead to yours, staring straight into your soul through your eyes. “Go ahead, beautiful. Cum for me.”

Your hands flew up to his back, nails scratching all the way down as your mind and body dissolved into a sea of euphoria. “F-Fuck, San!” you sputtered with a shattered breath, twitching underneath of him.

“Shit love, if you keep twitching like that I’m gonna…” San suddenly whined, his mouth falling open in pleasure. “Fuck it…” He grunted loudly, bucking his hips forward as hard as he could to empty his load inside of you. The headboard was rattling against the wall, and you were bobbling around like a helpless rag doll, but you were in too much bliss to care.

As you both caught your breath, you began laughing lightheartedly along with each other.

“That was the best fucking birthday gift ever…” you giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He smiled brightly, leaning down to give you a sweet kiss on the lips. “Well the day’s not over yet. I’m gonna go finish up the cake and bring you some. You just relax here, okay?”

“Sex and cake?”you marveled as he rose up from the bed. “You’re spoiling me rotten today, San.”

He grinned to himself as he walked out of the room, still completely naked. You took in the light sheen of sweat on his skin, his toned muscles, and the scratches that now graced his back. He was the real work of art.

“Well, it’s what you deserve.” he shouted back down the hall. What a man.

Mingi:

The two of you had already been fooling around for a while, pretty much having done everything besides actual sex

You had many conversations about what you both liked and didn’t like, you knew all of each others kinks and boundaries, and you even had a safeword picked out

So why hadn’t you had sex yet?

Well, right as you were planning on doing it, Mingi had to go off on tour

Your relationship was still going strong, but you were both incredibly sexually frustrated for months

Although, he had been giving you plenty to work with while he was gone. He sent you tons of spicy pictures, videos, and detailed sexts about what he would like to do to you once he got back…

It made you so excited that you could barely contain yourself on the ride to the airport the day of his arrival… you had missed him so much, in more ways than one.

As he opened the passenger door to your car, he gasped with a big, dumb smile on his face. “Y/N!”

“Mingi!” you cheered, gesturing for him to get in the car.

He excitedly threw his bag into the backseat, then dove into the car to give you a giant hug.

“I missed you so much.” he sighed, nestling his face into the crook of your neck.

You giggled, patting him on the back. “Awh, I missed you too Mingi! But we have to go or we’ll start getting honked at.”

“Fine…” he huffed, sitting back up in his seat and closing the door. Once he was buckled in, you began driving back to his apartment.

“So how was your trip? Tell me everything.” you asked, trying to focus on the road even though all you wanted to do was look at your beautiful boyfriend.

“It was a blast, but it was exhausting.” he explained. “Still, it was really nice to see all the fans. I truly didn’t know we had so many. I’m so grateful.”

You glanced over at him with a smile. “Well, you guys deserve every single one.”

He grinned appreciatively with a tiny blush. “Thank you, baby. I really do love them all. Although, I’d be lying if I said you weren’t my favorite.”

“Oh?” you questioned, looking back to the road.

He placed a hand on your bare thigh, squeezing it tightly and making you hold your breath. He leaned forward to whisper in your ear, a sudden intensity in his voice. “Y/N, I can’t wait to make you mine as soon as we get home.”

You bit your tongue to keep from moaning, wanting to pull the car over and let him destroy you in the backseat. But you knew your first time with Mingi had to be more special than that.

“Well, I can’t wait to give myself over to you...” you replied huskily, lacing your fingers with his in your lap. He thought you were just being affectionate, but really you were gripping onto his hand for stability so you wouldn’t crash the car. “Not that I didn’t enjoy all the teasers you sent me while you were away.”

He chuckled, releasing your hand so you could put it back on the wheel. “Yeah? What was your favorite?”

You squinted your eyes, thinking over all the lewd content he had sent you over the past few months. “It was all great, but my favorite would probably have to be the video of you jerking yourself off and moaning my name over and over…”

He smirked cockily, leaning back in his seat. “I thought you’d like that one… I enjoyed all the things you sent me too, you naughty little girl.”

You grinned cheekily, puckering your lips. “Which ones?”

“All of them.” he laughed, shaking his head. “But my favorite was definitely that picture of you pleasuring yourself in one of my shirts.”

You pressed your knees together, feeling yourself get wet at the memories of your sexts. God, this was going to be a long drive home.

Luckily, you guys got off the topic of sex for a little while. Mingi told you all the funny things that the other guys did while on tour, and you filled him in on how all your friends were doing. It was a good conversation, but you couldn’t ignore the light sheen of sweat building on the back of your neck and your heart beating in your core. You needed Mingi so bad, and you weren’t sure how much longer you could wait.

Finally, you arrived at his apartment. He immediately walked up the stairs, pulling his keys out from his pocket.

“Aren’t you going to grab your suitcase?” you asked, following him.

“It can wait. I need you on my bed, now.” he grunted, fiddling with his keys impatiently. He unlocked the door, gesturing for you to go inside in front of him. As soon as you both made it inside, he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, making you squeak in shock. He locked the door behind him and walked down the hall to his bedroom, throwing you down on the bed so hard you heard the springs creak.

“Mingi, you’re being so rough…” you teased him, sitting up on your elbows.

He said nothing, pushing you back down by your shoulders and kissing you hungrily. His entire body pressed up against yours, so much that you could feel the desire radiating off of him. He furrowed his brow as the kiss deepened, his hands trailing up your arms to pin your wrists down to the bed. “God, I’ve waited so long for this. Every day I’ve spent away from you has been absolute torture.”

You whimpered as he kissed you hard again, pulling away with a sharp inhale to catch your breath. “It’s been hard for me too. I couldn’t stop fantasizing about you, Mingi.”

He began trailing kisses down your neck, and you could feel him smirking into them. “Yeah? Tell me what dirty thoughts were running through that pretty little head…”

You struggled against him, wanting to touch him so bad but not being able to as he was restraining you. “You throwing me down on the bed, ripping off my clothes, making me go on all fours, cumming inside of me, and calling me your princess…” you panted desperately, hoping that if your fantasies pleased him, he’d let you go.

“Awh, you’re so naughty…” he teased, only tightening his grip on your wrists. “Does my little girl want me to fuck her that badly?”

“Yes, please Mingi…” you let out with a strangled moan. You never could’ve imagined yourself being so desperate for a man’s touch, and would’ve been ashamed of yourself if it was for any other man but Mingi. But he had you in such a chokehold that you couldn’t help yourself.

“Uh uh uh, what’s my name?” he shook his head, looking down at you sternly.

You gulped, pouting apologetically. “Please, daddy.”

The pleased smirk returned to his face, then he stood up on his knees to straddle you. He began unbuttoning his shirt at a painfully slow pace, sliding it off his shoulders delicately. You shamelessly gawked at his gorgeously toned physique, wondering how you ever found a man so fine.

“Sit up for me, princess.” he instructed, snapping his fingers.

You did as he asked, trying to ignore the contractions in your pussy from being ordered around by him. He then whipped your shirt off your head and tossed it to the side, unhooking your bra and removing it as well.

He then got off of you, standing on the floor in front of you. You whimpered pathetically, thinking he was leaving you.

He chuckled at your cute pout, then got down on his knees. “Don’t worry princess, I’m just prepping you.”

In the blink of an eye, he ripped off your skirt and panties, throwing them over his shoulder dismissively. Without warning, he dove headfirst between your legs, licking your pussy in circular motions as his big nose pressed against your clit.

You screeched at the sudden contact, hands flying straight into his hair to grip onto it. He hummed at the pleasurable sensation, sending vibrations straight to your core. He began bobbing his head back and forth, eating you out in such a perfect, sinful rhythm.

The raunchy sounds of him devouring your cunt were music to your ears, as your breathy moans were to his. He gripped onto the plush of your thighs, prying your legs open even further to give him more access.

“God, you taste so good. I could never get tired of eating this pussy.” he panted breathlessly before diving back in. He began delicately sucking on your clit, flicking his tongue over it in tiny kitten licks.

Once he had deemed you prepped enough, he stood back up, wiping your wetness from his face. He licked the back of his hand, savoring the taste of your slick. The sight was so scandalous it drove you up a wall.

“Please daddy, can you please fuck me? I’ve waited so long, I need you so bad…” you cried, feeling frustrated tears well up in your eyes. God, you sounded so pathetic, but you couldn’t help it. The longing for him had been unbearable these past few weeks, and now that he was right in front of you, you couldn’t take it any longer. Your pussy was aching for his dick to be inside of you.

He pouted at your desperation, unbuckling his belt and sliding it off his waist. “Awh, don’t worry princess, daddy’s gonna take good care of you.” He finally unzipped his pants and slid them down his legs along with his boxers. “I know it’s been hard. You’ve been such a good girl waiting for me.” He placed a fist on either side of your lap, leaning overtop of you dominantly to give you a loving kiss on the lips. “Now, what was that fantasy you had again? Going on all fours?”

You nodded, looking up at him with your big, glistening eyes. His last reserve snapped.

“Okay. Get on all fours for daddy, princess.” he demanded, pulling back to allow you to get in position.

You flipped around faster than you ever could’ve imagined, leaning down on your elbows and hoisting your ass up in the air with an arched back.

Mingi but his lip at the sight of you bent over in front of him, your cunt leaking with desire for him to ruin you. He groped your ass a few times as he got back on the bed, standing up on his knees behind you.

Finally, he pressed the tip of his dick to your hole and began thrusting inside of you, not being able to tolerate anymore foreplay. He may have seemed put together earlier, but the truth was he was yearning to be inside of you just as much as you wanted him to be.

You cried out at the sudden intrusion, gripping the sheets beneath you. As he sunk further into your pussy, you began rocking back and forth to help him along.

He grinned at your eagerness. “My princess is so needy for me… you look so good right now, you know that?” he grunted, gripping onto your hips. He glanced down to see your ass squishing up around his hips, bouncing against them as he thrusted his hips forward.

He began to pick up the pace, driving his dick into you at a faster tempo. You kept up with him, continuing to push your ass back in time with his thrusts. You glanced into the vanity mirror beside you, gasping at the lewd sight of him taking you from behind.

He noticed this, and glanced over to the mirror with a smirk. “You like watching me fuck you?” He grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back up to look again. “Look princess, look how fucking sexy you are taking my dick like a pro…”

You whimpered at his praise, your arms dropping out from under you. Your back was now in a perfect 45 degree curve up into his dick, giving him the perfect angle at which to fuck you. The mirror also seemed to be arousing him further, as he began pounding into you even harder. He gripped onto your hips, leaving little red marks that would later turn into bruises.

“Harder, daddy, harder…” you whined, wiggling your hips against his in desperation. You were to overcome with pleasure to match the rhythm of his thrusts, but you still needed more friction.

“Yeah? You want more?” he asked, panting loudly. He happily obliged, keeping the same rhythm but thrusting harder, going so deep into your core that he was bumping your cervix. It was exactly what you wanted.

“Oh fuck, daddy…” he moaned with a yelp, knuckles turning white at hoe hard you were grilling the sheets beneath you.

“Shit, princess, your pussy is so tight…” he huffed, throwing his head back in pleasure. “I’m gonna finish soon, where do you want it?”

“Inside, daddy, inside!” you cried out.

He bit his lip as his hips began stuttering messily, until the cord in his abdomen snapped, and he began emptying his cum straight into your pussy.

You tightened up around him at the feeling of his cock twitching inside of you. He made you feel so full, and so whole. Your vision went white, and before you knew it, you were melting into your orgasm and falling flat on the bed.

“Oh my god, daddy! Yes!” you screamed, tossing your head back and forth so hard your hair was flying all over the place.

“Fuck, yes, princess!” he groaned in pleasure, holding your hips up in place for you. You both slammed your hips against one another as you rode out your orgasms, until you finally relaxed, panting wildly as you caught your breath.

He slid out of you, getting up off the bed. “Don’t move, princess.” he told you in a much softer tone than he had been using previously.

Not having much of a choice, you remained still on the bed, until you flinched at the feeling of something touching the spot between your legs. You whipped your head around to see Mingi cleaning you up with a towel.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” he smiled apologetically. “Just wanted to help.”

You smiled back at him, rolling over to allow him to clean up your front as well. You sighed as he finished up, tossing your head back against the pillows. “God, that was so worth the wait.”

“Hell yeah, it was…” he chuckled, crawling back up overtop of you. He began peppering kisses all over your face, then panted one big, long one on your lips. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Mingi.” you replied, brushing some of his hair back. “More than anything.”

Wooyoung:

Woo pretty much just woke up one day and decided today was going to be the day. He knew you were ready, you were both just waiting for the time to feel right

So of course he communicated this to you and acted accordingly, right?

Wrong. We all know him. He made his desires known by being absolutely insufferable the entire day.

Of course you were out with friends too, which made it all the more irritating

He knew his teasing was getting to you by the way you’d blush whenever he slid a hand up your skirt, or how your knees pressed together whenever he whispered something suggestive in your ear…

On the ride home, you decided that Woo needed to be put in his place. And you knew the perfect way to do it.

Once you had parked the car, you slid off your seatbelt and glanced over at Wooyoung. He was getting ready to exit the car, when you slammed your arm across his chest, forcing him back against the seat.

He looked over at you, a shit-eating grin wide on his face. He knew exactly what was coming for him.

“Care to explain what that was about?” you asked sternly, cocking your head to the side impatiently.

“What do you mean, baby?” he asked innocently, blinking quickly like a naive child.

You grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look at you. “You know damn well what I mean, Jung Wooyoung. Why have you been teasing me all day?”

He shuddered slightly at your sudden ferocity, clearly aroused. “I just wanted to get your attention, baby.” he squeaked out, smiling affectionately.

But you knew better than to fall for that charming smile and those puppy dog eyes. You weren’t an amateur.

“Well, you certainly got it.” you grinned evilly, moving your hand down to his neck. You ghosted your fingers over it, then clamped down on his windpipe with your hand. “But you know what to call me.”

He inhaled sharply, pushing down the pleasured chuckle that threatened to erupt from his throat. “Yes, mommy…”

You grinned approvingly. “Good boy. Now get into the backseat.”

He widened his eyes, blinking cutely and pointing behind him. “Really? We’re doing this here?”

You shot him a dangerous glare. “Is that a problem?”

He sensed your irritation, and decided not to push any further. He’d rather just take what was already coming to him. “Not at all mommy…”

He exited the car and walked around to sit in the backseat. You patiently went about your business, reapplying your lipstick, fixing your hair, fiddling through your purse…

“Um, mommy? Are you gonna come back here with me?” he asked, lurching forward nervously.

“In a second, baby.” you reassured him, staying focused on the mirror in front of you. You couldn’t resist making him wait this out.

Finally, you got out of the car and entered the backseat, straddling Wooyoung’s lap. Without a moment’s notice, you began ravishing him with your lips, kissing him so passionately it made him go weak in the knees. You brought your hands up to his hair to tug at it harshly, making him whimper into your mouth.

He quickly matched your energy, snaking his hands up your waist. You were quick to slap them away, pinning his hands to the back of the seat and narrowing your eyes at him. “Did I say you could touch me?”

He fought back a smile, knowing it would just get him into more trouble. “No mommy. I’m sorry.”

You clicked your tongue, deciding to overlook his mistake. This was your first time after all. You had to be a little generous with him. You went back to devouring him with your lips, allowing your tongue to slip into his mouth and explore it.

He did as you wanted, although his hands were leaving scratches in the leather seats of your car. You began to roll your hips against his core, feeling his solid girth struggling against his jeans. You pulled back, cupping it with your hand as you pressed your forehead to his.

“Who made you this hard?” you demanded, gripping his balls tightly through his jeans.

“You did, mommy…” he whined, throwing his head back at the long awaited contact you made with his bulge.

“Mmhm…” you nodded, massaging along the length of his cock. “And who does this pretty little dick belong to?”

“You, it belongs to you, mommy!” he cried out, bucking his hips forward in desperation.

You grinned, removing your hand from his core. He winced at the feeling of your hand leaving him, but quickly settled down once he noticed you beginning to remove your top.

“Yeah? Prove it to me.” you spat, now topless in front of him. He marveled at the sight before him, wanting to touch your breasts so bad. His mouth fell open, and he licked his lips hungrily.

“Don’t stare, baby. Get undressed for mommy.” you instructed him, helping him unbutton his shirt. While you did that, he removed his belt and slid his pants and boxers down his legs, until he was totally naked underneath you.

You leaned back against the center console to remove your shorts and panties, giving him a phenomenal view of your dripping pussy. He was fiending to touch you, but he knew better.

You reached an arm up to the glove compartment, grabbing the emergency condom you had been keeping in there since you and Wooyoung began dating. He smiled affectionately, then zeroed in on you rolling it down onto his hardened cock.

He was expecting you to begin lining him up with your entrance, but instead you leaned back, bringing a hand forward to play with your pussy tauntingly.

“I just find it so amusing…” you began, rolling two fingers over your clit in a circle, “how bold you were today, how much of a brat you were being.” The squelching sounds of your wet cunt were driving him crazy. “And look at you now, laid out in front of me, desperate for me to fuck you. Pathetic, really.”

He shuddered at his own arousal, feeling his dick twitch up on its own in his lap. “I know, mommy… I’ve been so bad.”

“You really have.” you replied with a disappointed sigh, beginning to finger yourself. His mouth fell open at how jealous he was of your fingers for getting to be inside of you. “I don’t see why I should fuck you at all.”

His eyes widened in panic. “Mommy please, I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to make you upset, I just wanted to get your attention! But please, you just have to fuck me. I’ll do anything! I’ll be so good for you, mommy…”

You chuckled, finally pushing yourself off the center console to straddle him once again. “Alright baby, that’s enough groveling. I think you’ve learned your lesson for now.”

He let out a deep sigh of relief, letting his head fall back against the seat. “Oh, thank you so much…”

“You can start touching me as soon as you’re inside of me, okay?” you instructed, finally softening for him. You couldn’t tell him this, because his attitude would get out of control, but all you really wanted was to make him feel good.

He nodded obediently, smiling up at you in anticipation.

Finally, you sunk down onto his cock, pumping him inside of you inch by inch until you bottomed out. He was already a whimpering mess at the first insertion, his airy moans floating delicately up to your ears.

“Oh my god, mommy, you feel so good…” he panted, cautiously bringing his hands up your waist again. When he didn’t get scolded, he allowed them to start roaming as you started bouncing up and down on his cock.

“So do you, baby… I swear this dick was made for me.” you complimented him, gripping onto his shoulders.

“Because it was.” he replied cheekily, bringing his hands up to your breasts. He squished them in unison, shamelessly staring at them with his mouth agape. “Mommy, your titties are perfect…”

“Yeah, you like them?” you asked with an amused giggle. He nodded, continuing to grope them in amazement. “You wanna suck on them?”

He looked up at you with huge, doe eyes. “Can I? Really?”

You nodded, and in an instant, he was flicking his tongue over one of your nipples, rolling it around in a circle. He then took it in his mouth and began sucking delicately.

“Shit, baby…” you huffed at the sudden pleasure, thrusting your hips even harder against his. You were sure the car was shaking, but you couldn’t care less. All you could focus on was Wooyoung sucking on your titties like he was trying to milk them try.

He looked up at you, lips still clamped onto your hardened bud. He pulled away momentarily. “Does mommy like it when I suck on her big titties?”

You nodded, running your hands through his hair affectionately. “Yes, baby… you make mommy feel so good. You’re being such a good boy…”

He grinned, then switched to the other breast, giving it just as much attention as the last. You began furiously fucking him, fogging up the windows with your hot breath. You could feel your climax quickly approaching, and gripped onto his shoulders even tighter.

“You’re going to make mommy cum, baby…” you told him, throwing your head back in pleasure.

“Go ahead mommy, I want you to cum first…” he replied, groping both of your breasts and looking up at you with a loving smile.

You pouted affectionately at his gesture. Even after all that teasing, he still wanted you to cum first.

“My, you really are such a good… boy… fuck!” you squealed, slamming your hips into his at a relentless pace. Finally, you dissolved into pleasure, melting all over his perfect cock.

“Am I? Am I mommy’s good boy?” he asked. He moved his hands down to your hips, gripping onto them tightly and bucking his hips up faster to continue getting himself off.

“Yes you are… you’re mommy’s good little boy, Wooyoungie…” you moaned, falling down against him as your orgasm came to an end.

He swiftly caught you in his arms just in time to hit his own release. Clutching onto you for dear life, he pounded his dick up into you harder than he ever could’ve imagined he’d do, finally cumming inside of you.

“Oh… oh god, mommy! I’m cumming! Fuck! Yes!” he whimpered pathetically, completely overcome by the physical pleasure of his own orgasm. Once he had finally emptied all of his load, he held you tightly in a loving embrace. “Thank you, mommy…”

“Y/N now, baby…” you told him, pulling back to brush some of his hair out of his face. Your usual sweet nature returned as you placed a kiss on his forehead. “You did so good, Wooyoungie.”

He grinned appreciatively, leaning back against the seat.

You studied his features, taking in how beautiful he looked… his hair was messy, his skin was glistening, and his shoulders were riddled with fingernail marks. You began to giggle at him.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, thrusting up into you to jostle you around.

“I was just thinking… it’s a good thing I sprung for those tinted windows.”

He laughed along with you. “Don’t tell me that, now I’m going to tease you in public all the time.”

“And I’ll put you back in your place every time, Wooyoungie.”

Jongho:

All of this happened because you had a ridiculous obsession with your boyfriend’s fingers.

The day started out super wholesome. You were having a lazy day at his apartment in celebration of his day off from practice

He was currently playing some video games, his eyes glued to the screen as his fingers skillfully worked the controller

You were lying down on the couch next to him, pretending to be on your phone. In reality, you were shamelessly staring at your boyfriend, not being able to take your eyes off his irresistible fingers

You couldn’t control yourself any longer and set your phone down, sitting up to get his attention…

“Jongho…” you called out to him in a sweet voice. He simply grunted in response, his eyes glued to the screen.

“Baby…” you tried again, a bit louder this time. You were hoping that the pet name would make him perk up, but you still got no response.

This called for desperate measures. You smirked mischievously and placed a hand on his thigh, leaning forward to purr into his ear, “Jongie…”

The screen flashed red, signifying that he had died in his game. He groaned and tossed the controller down on the coffee table, then shifted to face you.

“See what you made me do?” he huffed, feigning annoyance. “You distracted me. I hope you’re prepared to face the consequences, angel.”

You smiled innocently. “I’m sorry Jongie, but you weren’t paying any attention to me.”

He sighed, then placed his hands on either side of your lap, leaning overtop of you dominantly. “Hm, so needy…” He attached his lips to your neck, peppering feather-light kisses along the side of it.

You inhaled sharply, gripping onto the fabric of his hoodie. You leaned your head back to allow him more access to your neck. He continued trailing kisses up along your jaw, then finally brought his lips to yours. He kissed you lovingly, making your eyelids flutter shut.

“Why don’t you tell me what you want, angel?” he asked affectionately, his eyes dark and hazy.

You placed your arms around his neck, looking up at him with a seductive grin. “I want you, Jongie.”

“I’m all yours.” he replied, brushing some of your hair behind your ear. “But you’re going to have to be more specific.”

You prepared yourself by taking a deep breath. Looking into his eyes once more, holding him in your arms, you realized you couldn’t have been more sure that you wanted him. No, you needed him.

“I’m ready.” you told him, a determined spark in your eyes. “I’m ready for sex, if you are.”

He seemed slightly surprised, but gave you a warm half-smile. “I am too. I had a feeling today would be the day.”

You scoffed. “Then why have you been playing video games and ignoring me all day?”

He chuckled, shrugging innocently. “I didn’t want to pressure you! I had no idea that you also wanted to!”

You laughed along with him, ruffling his hair. “I know, Jongie. You’re so sweet to do that for me.”

“Yeah…” he grinned, leaning back down to whisper in your ear. “But not too sweet.”

He nipped at your neck, making you wince. You were surprised, yet aroused at the same time.

“Jongie, you’re so rough…” you marveled, bringing a hand up to his dark brown hair.

“Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet, angel…” he chuckled evilly. He then ripped off your top and sweatpants at lightning speed, barely giving you time to adjust. His eyes trailed down to the wet spot on your panties, making you push your knees together in embarrassment.

“Oh, what’s the matter angel? What happened to that eagerness from before?” he taunted, placing his hands on your knees. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed. I feel honored that I was able to get you so worked up by hardly doing anything.

You smiled appreciatively, then allowed him to spread your legs open once again. He grinned and placed two fingers over the wet spot, making you jump at the sudden contact.

“I wonder, what got you so wet? I was just playing a game…” he inquired, rubbing the pads of his fingers back and forth in a sensual rhythm.

You weren’t planning on telling him, because it was slightly humiliating, but the way he was moving his fingers over your clit through your panties made you blurt it out. “It was your fingers, Jongie… you were just moving them so fast, and I…” you stopped yourself, gasping at your sudden confession. Your mouth seemed to have moved all on its own, not being connected to your mind at all. Your body was running on autopilot, and Jongho was the engine.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. A satisfied smirk took over his expression, then he hooked those beautiful fingers into the waistband of your panties, pulling them down your legs. You weren’t wearing a bra, so you were now completely bare before him.

“If you like my fingers so much…” he began, teasing your entrance with the same two he was previously rubbing circles over your panties with, “why don’t I pleasure you with them?”

With that, he began sinking his two fingers into your core, pumping the digits back and forth at a torturous pace. You inhaled sharply at the feeling, tensing up as if to brace yourself for the physical pleasure you were feeling. When he had finally curled his fingers around the spongy spot inside of you, he brought over his other hand to slowly rub delicate circles over your clit.

“Holy shit, Jongie…” you panted, gripping onto his arm. His fingers felt even better than they looked, and you couldn’t help yourself when it came to indulging in the feeling of them.

“Does that feel good, angel?” he asked, cocking his head to the side with a devilish grin. “Are they everything you hoped for?”

“Yes, Jongie…” you replied, your voice cracking pathetically. Right as you felt yourself twitching towards release, you grabbed onto his wrist and pushed his fingers out of you.

He furrowed his brow in a concerned manner. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

You sighed affectionately at how worried he was. “No darling, it’s just…” you trailed off, not quite knowing how to answer. Your eyes darted down to his own core, clamping onto the bulge that pressed against his thin sweatpants. Gaining an idea on how to respond, you leaned forward and groped it with a naughty smile.

“Oh…” he remarked, finally realizing what you wanted. He mirrored your smile, placing a hand over your wrist to move your hand out of the way. “Does my angel want my cock?”

You nodded eagerly, romping him to push down his waistbands and let his hard dick spill out. Damn, you thought, if his fingers felt that good, imagine how good this is going to feel…

“Angel, it’s impolite to stare.” he scolded, shaking his head at you. “If you want it so badly, then do something about it.”

You were stunned. You had never seen this side of him, this assertion, this sternness… and god, you wanted more.

You reached forward again, this time wrapping your hand around his cock. Firmly grasping the base, you began pumping back and forth, all the way up to the tip. You brought your other hand around and began massaging his balls. Your actions kind of mirrored his from when he was fingering you earlier, it was just the anatomy that was different.

“Oh, shit…” he breathed out, his head falling back involuntarily. He focused his eyes down to your pretty hands which were currently working wonders on his most sensitive areas. He met your eyes, which were looking up at him expectantly. You looked so pretty while jerking him off.

“Angel…” he pleaded, his eyes softening as he looked down at you. “Please…”

“I’m gonna need you to be more specific.” you fired back with the same line he had given you a few moments ago, a cocky grin wide on your face.

He scoffed, not sure whether he should feel proud or offended. However, all he cared about was the throbbing of in your hand, and how it was aching for more. “Can I please fuck you?”

You removed your hands and laid back down on the couch. “I’m all yours.”

He swallowed hard, fully removing the rest of his clothing. Now with both of you completely undressed, he hovered overtop of you, positioning his cock at your opening. He looked up at you one last time, and as you nodded, he began inserting himself into your hole.

He groaned as your tight walls closed in around him, welcoming every single inch with a warm, wet embrace. “Shit, you’re so tight, angel….” You hissed at the initial feeling, but quickly adjusted to it and began enjoying yourself.

“Jongie… more…” you whimpered desperately, gripping onto his shoulders tightly. You were leaving small crescent-moons in his skin with your fingernails, but he didn’t seem to care.

“You want more, angel?” he asked, a few strands of hair falling over his forehead. He began thrusting his hips forward, plunging his cock back and forth at a gradual pace.

“Yes!” you cried out in approval, wrapping a calf around his back to lock him in.

He grinned at your intense reaction, doubling down on the power behind his thrusts. “Do you like that? Does that feel good?”

You nodded frantically after each question, no longer being able to process words. You were hypnotized by the way he drove himself in and out of you, pelvis pressing up against yours. He leaned down to kiss you, hard and passionately. His tongue slipped into your mouth, exploring it quickly before pulling back, forehead still pressed to yours between a thin sheen of sweat.

“Angel, I’m not gonna last…” he heaved, furrowing his brow at the coil being wound in his abdomen that was about to snap. “It feels too good.”

“Do it, Jongie…” you instructed, wrapping your other calf around his waist to clench onto him even harder. You grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him down to place your lips against his ear. “I want you to finish inside of me.”

His final shred of hesitation melted, and he began emptying himself inside of you. He cried out, his voice going up to a higher pitch, and he shoved his head into your shoulder to muffle his loud moans. They were so loud that you could still hear them echoing off the walls, even with his attempts to silence them.

“Holy shit…” he exhaled, slumping overtop of you. “That was fucking amazing.” He suddenly pulled back, gasping to himself. “Oh, but you haven’t finished yet!”

You giggled at his concern, taking his dropped guard as a chance to flip him over and pin him down to the couch by his wrists. “Well, why don’t you let me fix that?”

You ducked down to his waist, trailing kisses all the way down his abdomen and stopping above his dick. It was only a little bit soft, but you wanted him nice and hard for your orgasm. You placed a hand at the base, then placed your lips around the tip, bobbing your head up and down in time with your hand.

“Oh my god…” he groaned out airily, gripping the couch cushion beneath him. “It’s so sensitive right now… and your mouth feel so good…”

It didn’t take long for him to get bricked up again. You released his member from your mouth with a “pop” sound, then wiped your lips and moved to straddle him once again. Without warning, you sunk down onto his cock and began riding him.

“Fuck, angel…” he sighed, eyes rolling up to the back of his head. “You look so hot right now…”

You grinned, looping your fingers through his own and gripping onto one of his hands. You used to think holding hands during sex was silly, but with Jongho, it was sensational.

Now in control, your pressed your abdomen down on his, stimulating your clit in time with the roll of your hips. Your tits were swinging back and forth in his face, prompting him to skillfully catch a nipple in his mouth and begin sucking on it. His free hand moved to the plush flesh of your ass, groping and massaging it sensually.

“Jongie… I…” you whimpered, feeling yourself getting close. He could tell by the way you were snapping your hips forward at a brutal pace that it wouldn’t take much more to get you there.

He brought your interlocked hands down towards his face, then released your fingers from his. He began placing kissed on the back of your hand. each of your fingers, then took two in his mouth and began sucking on them.

“You know, I have a thing for your fingers too.” he smirked beneath you. Once they were nice and wet, he brought your hand down to your core and massaged your clit with them.

“Jongie!” you cried out in exasperation. With just a few more rolls of your hips, you were coming undone, twitching overtop of him with your hair flying wildly in your face. You were moaning just about as loud as he had been earlier.

“That’s it, angel, let it all out… that’s a good girl…” he talked you through it, letting you fall into his chest as he ran his fingers through your hair.

You finally caught your breath, settling down. You began laughing to yourself.

“What is it?” Jongho chuckled, leaning back to look you in the eye.

“It’s just… who knew we would both be so loud!” you giggled, hiding your face in the pillow.

He laughed along with you, ruffling your hair. “God, I knew I was rubbing off on you, but I didn’t know it was this bad…”

He then went to pull out, but you stopped him by gripping onto his shoulders. He raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“Can we just… stay like this for a bit?” you asked, eyelashes fluttering desperately.

“Of course. I can’t say no to my angel.” he replied, placing a sweet kiss on your forehead. You smiled, then curled back up in his arms, slowly drifting off to sleep. What a great day off.

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iambilliejeanok · 5 months

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To my lovely mutual and dear friend @smutteedreams 🩷 this one’s for you hun! Happy Brithday!🤗🩷

Birthday sex

Toji x reader

Warnings: 18+, rough sex, overstimulation, dacryphillia, cunillingus, vaginal and anal fingering lol, hardcore penetration

It was a little after 11pm in the evening, you were seated in the chair at the head of your small dining table, resting your face in the palms of your hands as you admiringly watched Toji light up the last candle on the pretty, floral cake with a few strawberries decorating the top, the sight of them along with your sexy boyfriend standing beside you making your mouth water.

“Happy birthday sexy”, he said, noticing the lustful look in your eyes, leaning closer to place a kiss on your lips. “Are you gonna make a wish?”, he asked, rubbing his cheek against yours like he normally did when he was feeling clingy, your hand immediately finding its place on his head, lightly scratching his scalp as you hummed loudly, wondering what you should wish for.

“Well”, you said, “Mmhm?”, Toji egged, separating from your cheek for just a moment to plant a few kisses on your face, making you giggle. “I wish…”, you began, delaying your words to tease him, walking your fingers up his tummy before spreading your hand out over his broad, muscular chest, “…that you’d fuck me right here, on this table, next to my birthday cake”, you giggled, gently squeezing his tit, Toji instantly straightening up, his tall frame towering over you. He slowly ran his fingers through your hair, “Well, luckily for you, I can actually make that wish come true”, he said, gripping your hair and roughly tugging your head back, making you moan out in pain. He reached for a strawberry, picking it off the cake before bringing it to your lips, tracing it along your bottom lip, covering it with cream, refraining for popping it in your mouth just yet, your tongue following after it to lick up the delicious cream. “But can you make all my wishes come true?”, you asked, your eyes droopy with lust, bringing your hands up to palm your breasts through your floral dress. “By the time I’m done with you, you’re not gonna wanna make another wish for a while baby girl”, he teased, finally popping the strawberry between your lips, mesmerized by the way you slowly bit down on it, the juices wetting your lips as you tore it apart, his eyes burning into yours, filled with passion. He lifted up the remaining piece to his lips, before tossing the stem on the cake, carefully pushing it further up the table.

Using the grip he had on your hair, he lifted you up, forcing you to move along with him, before turning you around and lifting you up with his hands on your waist to sit you on the table. “You’re tempting me with that look on your face”, he said, his hands already working on ridding you of the floral sundress you wore, pulling down the straps of the dress and your bra at the same time, your boobs springing free, Toji immediately cupping them in his large hands. “I’ve been so good all day long though”, you moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him closer. “I can’t hold back anymore”.

Carefully, Toji pushed you down to the table, grabbing your thighs and pulling you closer to him, until your butt was on the edge. You felt his growing erection pressing into your clothed cunt as he leaned forwards, pressing his lips against yours in a hungry kiss, moaning as he trailed his tongue over your bottom lip, nipping it before sucking, shoving his tongue inside your mouth just how you liked it, enjoying the taste of strawberries on his tongue as you greedily sucked on it. Slowly separating from you, you were both gasping for air, Toji immediately biting the nape of your neck, licking the area he bit to sooth the sting. He trailed his kisses downwards, reaching for your arms and pinning them down on either side of you when he got to your breasts.

He just loved the sight of your big, juicy mounds, his mouth watering over the thought of your erect nipples melting in his mouth, goosebumps decorating the outer edge of your areola forcing him to lick his lips. He decided to indulge himself, tracing his tongue around your areola, in slow, wet circles, your back arching off the table in want, but Toji only continued to tease you, circling his tongue closer and closer to your nipple, making you pant at the thought of his tongue finally touching your nipple, but to your utter disappointment, he switched to your untouched breast repeating the circling of his tongue on your areola, drawing closer and closer stopping just before he reached your nipple. You couldn’t help the tiny whine that left your lips, lifting your head up to see what he was up to. He started sucking and nipping your breasts, sucking up as much as he could and biting, leaving small hickies as he ravaged them, leaving your nipples untouched. “Babyyy”, you whined, enjoying the feel of his mouth on you, but your nipples being neglected really bothered you. “What?”, he asked with his mouth full of your tit. “Please?”, you asked, and he smiled, knowing just what you wanted. “Only because it’s your birthday” he replied, grabbing your breasts and squishing them together, finally flicking his tongue against one perky bud. Gasping at the delicious tingles his actions sent to your puss, you arched your back in hopes of receiving more, but Toji’s weight forced you back down, torturing your poor nips with flicks of his tongue, his warm breath fanning over them adding to the wonderful sensations. And just before you opened your mouth to beg for more, he closed his mouth on one, forcing you to moan loudly as he sucked hard, but the pleasure didn’t last long as he left it with a pop, quickly treating your other nipple the same, sucking hard before he nipped it, sucking the other one before nipping it again, switching between the two as he nipped away, your body squirming beneath him while you whimpered at the mixture of pain and pleasure his teeth and tongue caused you.

He wouldn’t stop alternating between the two nipples, switching between sucking and nipping, your body finally shuddering beneath him, your hands pinned down to your sides, leaving you helpless against his assault. “Toji babe!”, you moaned, your boyfriend finally releasing you, your hands immediately cupping your boobs to sooth your tender nipples, while his were already working on ridding you of your panties, easily lifting your ass up and tugging them down to your knees, keeping your thighs shut together as he pushed them down until they were in your face, obscuring your view. He grew a little excited at the smell of your dripping wet sex, watching your juices seep down to the crack of your ass, your arousal smudged across your thighs. Your pussy looked so pretty like this, Toji purposefully taking his time, licking the sticky fluids around your thighs, so close to your vulva, but he didn’t dare touch you, licking up every last drop of the mess your arousal caused. He began nipping the skin in the junction of your thighs and pussy, licking right after, every bite making you jump as you were sensitive in that area, Toji loving your reaction as he greedily nipped away. “Toji!” You cried out, desperately wanting him to put his mouth on you. “Okay okay”, he chuckled, finally burying his face where you needed it most, keeping your thighs shut together as his tongue forced its way between your lips, digging in between your folds to drink up more of your arousal, forcing his tongue inside of you, moaning at the feel of your grip around it.

You didn’t expect the soft penetration of his tongue inside of you, but the wet muscle definitely soothed your ache to an extent as he swirled it inside of you, bobbing his head up and down to fuck you with it, failing to hold back his short laughter over your needy moans. Lifting his head up he smacked your pussy hard, but considering the position he kept you in, you couldn’t do much about the sting, only whimpering in shock. “Tehehe, calm down girl, I’m not going anywhere”, he chuckled, smacking you again, and again, and again, finally forcing you try and stop him with your own hands, but he quickly smacked yours away, suddenly burying two of his fingers all the way inside of you, and of course you had to scream in surprise, Toji quickly positioning himself to hold you down properly, preparing himself to keep you still so he could finger you to his hearts content. And of course you immediately began screaming, his fingers curled as he mercilessly dragged them in and out of you, your juices already gushing and splattering against his face and shirt , your thighs and ass, an evil smirk you couldn’t see on his face, knowing he wasn’t ready to stop anytime soon, excited to hear you scream and try to fight him. Your orgasm wouldn’t end, not while he kept going, totally undisturbed by your violent jolting as he held you down perfectly, biting his lip at the sting of your nails clawing his back and arms, your attempts at pushing his head away futile. His smile grew wider when he saw you squirt again, “Yes baby, don’t fucking stop”, he growled your body being forced to give in to the intense orgasm that grew impossibly stronger with every passing second. “Tojjiiiii!!!! f-f-ffuuuuccckk!!”, you cried out, Toji finally pulling his fingers all they way out of you.

“Poor baby”, he spoke to himself, now tracing those same soaking wet fingers around your anus, yet you were oblivious to what he was trying to do, still helplessly cumming, gripping his shirt hard. He began pushing his fingers inside your rectum, this hole much tighter than your pussy, squeezing his fingers as he shoved them in deeper, surprised by how easy he managed to sink them in. Now lost in his own little world, this became another little game to him, Toji beginning to move his fingers, curling them to massage the walls of your rectum, the sensation so much different, less intense but it still felt incredibly good, or maybe it’s because you were still so sensitive that it felt this amazing, and also because you knew just where Toji could take you with his fingers up your ass, all you could do now was accept your fate, your fingers going numb as still managed to grip his shirt tightly, your toes spread wide as your eyes began rolling to the back of your head. The sounds you made would’ve embarrassed you if you weren’t totally drunk on pleasure, but you had your idiot boyfriend to remind you of what animal you sounded like with his imitations of your moans as soon as you recovered. He could be a total prick sometimes, like he was now, forcing his tongue in between your folds once again, finding your clit to swirl his tongue around it, softly sucking while he continued fingering your ass, and another orgasm immediately wrecked you, liquid shooting out of you so hard, even your dog of a boyfriend couldn’t keep it all in his mouth. You could barely breathe, screaming through gritted teeth as you tried to take it all, lacking the strength or mental resolve to fight him off of you, wondering if he knew you were losing your breath at this point. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d make you pass out anyways. But to your surprise, he stopped, standing up and quickly picking you up to hold you tight against him, not wanting you to hurt yourself on the table as you wildly thrashed in his hold. You still couldn’t talk, only moaning through gritted teeth as you tried to calm yourself, wrapping your arms around him and clawing at his back. “Shhhh, there there angel…the birthday fairy has delivered huh?”, he laughed to himself, and you managed to sober up enough to curse him off. “Oh so this what I get for spoiling you on your birthday?”, he mused, rubbing your back while he slowly walked with you to the couch, gently placing you on it, flipping you over and tugging on your hips to put you on all fours. You still shivered as you adjusted to your new position, wondering how on earth you’d be able to survive a fucking down at the moment, but your pussy told you you wanted this, it told you you needed this, encouraging you to arch your back for him, Toji snickering as he prepared himself behind you. “You’re such a slut”, he commented, “Ahh, my fucking gorgeous little slut huh? Do you realize the situation you’re in? Or are you already to dumb to understand?”, he continued, smacking your ass hard, your thighs shivering between his legs, reaching into his pant to free his raging erection, urged by his desire to relieve his own painful hard on by stuffing you up, slowly burying himself inside of you. Your mouth hung open as you felt him stretch you, but you still pushed yourself back against him, your tight, hot, wet cunt greedily sucking him in deeper, forcing you both to moan.

Placing his hands on your back, he tried to deepen your arch, ignoring your whimpers as he began moving his hips, fucking you at his own leisure, going in far too deep with every thrust, your body already squirming beneath him, Toji reaching one hand to grab your neck, forcing you to remain in position as he slowly fucked you. Your moans were desperate, bordering on screams as you endured each and every single thrust, until you couldn’t anymore, falling flat to your stomach as you squirted on him, violently shivering on the couch. Wrapping an arm around your shaky self, he lifted you up to your knees again, placing his hand on your back to force you arch once more, and you couldn’t help but cry, feeling him burying himself so deep inside of you, you were sure you’d lose your mind. Without waiting for even a second, he began drilling you hard, ignoring your cries and pleas for mercy, forcing you to cum over and over again.

It wasn’t until he came twice that he finally let you go. Your entire body buzzing with a numbness that left you feeling paralyzed. You felt nauseous as you recovered in his arms, your eyes shut tight as Toji plated kisses all over your face, cradling you in his arms, holding you close, suspecting that you were truly fucked out. He held a damp cloth in his hand that he went to fetch as soon as he recovered from his own orgasm, gently wiping the mess he made between your legs, pausing every time you jumped while he wiped. “Shhh, please breathe baby, you’re not dying I promise”, he said, wondering if you could even hear him, your eyes still shut tight and your body limp in his hold. Reaching for the throw blanket on the floor, he covered you with it, leaning back into the couch to snuggle with you. “What a fucking crybaby”, he mumbled to himself , keeping an eye on you as he cradled you in his arms.

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honeygrahambitch · 3 months

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Wedding cake shenanigans

"Alright. Ready?" Hannibal asked as he handed Will a fork.

"So ready."

"We have to take this very seriously, Will."

"Relax and count on my sugar tooth."

Hannibal pulled a chair and sat down in front of Will. Various sortiments of cakes were resting on the table in front of their eyes.

"And I suppose you know what every cake contains? Every cake?"

"Yes. Pick one to begin with, dearest."

Will's gaze fell on the cakes. He pulled some of them closer to have a better look. He was examining them as if they were a boat engine which needed to be repaired.

"This." He said as he pulled a chocolate one between them.

"Sachertorte. Excellent choice. Austrian cake made from chocolate and apricot Marmelade."

Will nodded in approval and sank his fork into it, followed by Hannibal who was more interested in Will's reaction. He admired the way he frowned as he chewed slowly and had another bite. And another. But the delight was not on his facial features.

"What do you think, darling?"

"It's good. More Marmelade would definitely make a difference. Do we rate them?"

"Like in a tiktok video?"

"I mean, you use that app, I do not. But, sure, like in a tiktok video."

"Yes, we rate them, then."

"8/10. You?"

"6/10."

"Alright, Doctor, and here we thought I would be the difficult one."

"Will, I will always appreciate Sachertorte but I feel like it would be too basic for our wedding. Too simple. Choose another one."

Will sighed dramatically even if, in fact, he did not mind eating as much cake as he wanted.

"This."

Hannibal sighed loudly.

"Why do we even have a red velvet slice if you have a problem with it?" Will asked an arched an eyebrow as he greedily sunk his fork into it.

"The one thing that I love is the red and white contrast. It is aesthetic enough for what I have in mind. But as far as I'm aware, it's been extremely overused."

Will grabbed another bite and fed Hannibal.

"A bit too dry. But the cream is nice. 7/10" Will commented as he watched Hannibal think about it, as if it was the most important decision in his life.

"5/10. It has no flavor. Just sugar. And I agree, too dry. If it was not for the color, it would have been a well deserved 4/10."

Will laughed. "Choose another one."

"This. Sponge bathed in whiskey, dark chocolate and mint-orange glaze."

Will made a face which Hannibal pretended to ignore and they both tried it while their gazes remained locked.

"This is as if you had sex and then immediately went to wash the dishes."

"Elaborate on that." Hannibal said with an amused smile on his lips. Watching Will trying so many cakes was one of the most entertaining things they had ever done.

"So the texture is great, and the orange bit is also great...and that would be the orgasm. And if it ended there, the cake would have been brilliant. But then there's the mint. Tastes like toothpaste. Then there's the dark chocolate. Too bitter. So instead of having a nice ending... you end up regretting life choices."

"Wonderful description. I am not a fan of the toothpaste taste. But the subtle whiskey flavour is lovely."

"I was harassed by so many flavors at the same time that I could not even identify the whiskey. A 4/10 for that."

"I will give it a 6. It has potential. Your turn."

Will looked at the remaining cakes and immediately went for the cheesecake to Hannibal's dismay.

"A passion fruit cheesecake. But it can be other type of fruit too."

"But?" Will asked as he dug in.

"It's... cheesecake. I can make it for you any other day. It does not scream "wedding"."

"Well, now we know the issue. You want our cake to scream. That should not be a problem, right?" He said as he devoured the slice.

"I unfortunately cannot incorporate human meat in our cake. Since you insisted to get it done somewhere else."

"I don't want all that pressure on you. You shouldn't be doing so much while I am not doing anything. You are definitely worrying about the decor, the flowers, the invitations, the food, the suits-"

"I am not worrying, I actually enjoy doing most of the planning. And you are doing enough by tasting the cakes. You are helping a lot. The other things would not be as entertaining to you anyway."

Will knew he was right. "Well, thank you. And everything you have updated me on with looks brilliant. I think navy blue and silver are a great combination."

"You remembered it was navy blue." Hannibal said as he was about to propose to him once again.

"Of course." Will said as he finished the cake. "9/10."

"0/10 since you ate it all."

"Oh. Next."

The next five cakes were not it. They were either too dry, too basic, too sweet, too flavoury, nor flavoury enough.

"This was all?" Will asked as if he did not tried 9 types of cake.

"I am afraid so. We can try a different cake shop tomorrow."

"No. I have a better idea. The best compromise."

"I'm listening."

"We both like a moist sponge. And we both like coffee. And we both like Italy."

"Tiramisu."

"Exactly."

"You are pulling the Italy card because you know I will not refuse it."

"That and also the fact that we actually really like Tiramisu."

"I love you so much that I could marry you right here in the kitchen."

"I would gladly do it here in the kitchen."

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earthchica · 1 year

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birthday king!

pairing: pedro pascal x black f! reader

summary: while being away for three months, you surprise pedro on his birthday weekend.

warning: fluff, smut (dirty talking, explicit, unprotected sex)

a/n: it's pedro's birthday and I decided to write my first fic for him. happy birthday, pedro! slightly unedited by please enjoy!

You were so excited to be back in L.A.

No one knew you were back, not even Pedro but your assistant and you wanted to keep it that way because it was a surprise.

You met up with your L.A. assistant first, getting the decoration and cake that you ask her to get for you.

You were happy to see her and chatted with her for a little bit before going home which wasn't far.

You glanced at your shared house and there was no signal of his car. You felt a little anxious but quickly relaxed.

He was probably out doing something. You got out of the car, thanked your driver, and went to the front door of your house.

Once you were inside, you kicked your shoes off and went to unload your suitcases.

Your phone began to ring. You took it out of your purse, looking at the caller ID.

It was Pedro, you answered it with the quickness. A grin on your face.

You 🐢💃🏿- "Hey, babe" you answered, sitting down on the bed.

Pedro 💗🕺🏽"Hey, cariño. What are you up to, how's the tour?" He asked, sounding like he was getting into his car.

You 🐢💃🏿"I'm not on tour at the moment, I'm at home unpacking" There was silence for a few minutes which made you giggle.

Pedro 💗🕺🏽"Wait, what?! You're here?!" Pedro asked confused but excited.

You 🐢💃🏿 "Yes, I got two weeks off and I wanted to surprise you but you weren't home."

Pedro 💗🕺🏽"Shit, I'm sorry, cariño. I was at the store but I'm on my way now."

You 🐢💃🏿 "It's okay, babe. I'll be here waiting on you. I got a little surprise for you"

Pedro 💗🕺🏽"Good, I can't wait to see you, Y/N. I miss you like crazy"

You🐢💃🏿"I miss you too, Pedro. I can't wait to see you also"

Once you both got off the phone, you began decorating the dining room a little bit.

Then putting on his favorite playlist, and make his favorite meal. You squealed excitedly, hearing the front door open and close...

You took a deep breath, cut the stove off, and placed the plated food down on the table.

You turned your head and noticed him standing there, looking at you softly.

"Hey, pedrito" Immediately when you said that Pedro comes over and pulls you into his chest.

He wraps his strong arms tightly around your waist, burying his face into your neck.

Placing soft kisses on your neck, bringing butterflies to life in your stomach.

You both stood there for a few minutes until you pulled away and kissed him on the lips.

Your right hand roamed up in his hair, making him let out a light moan as he pulled you closer.

"I missed you, C/N," He whispered the cute nickname he gave you while looking at you lovingly.

"I missed you too, Pedrito," You said with a smile, motioning him towards the table.

"I made your favorite," He looks at the table and then back at you with a smile.

At this very moment, Pedro was happy to have his favorite girl back here with him for just a little while.

Shortly after eating Lunch, chatting, and enjoying each other. You both were in the living room, cuddling while watching a movie.

Truly, neither of you was watching. "Pedro, stop" You giggled, moving his hands away from your waist.

"Watch the movie," You said, pointing to the tv. He stops and gives you a pout.

"Don't make that face" You said looking over at him.

"Why shouldn't I? I haven't seen you in three months, I miss you and I want to show you how much I do." He says, beginning to kiss your neck.

You moaned, rearranging yourself onto his lap and pulling him into a needy, passionate kiss.

Pedro growls, squeezing your ass harshly with his hands while his tongue begins dancing with yours.

You both begin to tear each other's clothes off, feeling so aroused for each other.

"Pedro, please no teasing. It's been too long, I need you now" You moaned as he began to kiss your inner thigh.

He nods, kissing his way back up to your lips as he positioned himself between your legs.

You moaned, feeling him thrust forward.

The very good feeling of his dick sliding into your pussy almost sent you over the edge.

Without warning, Pedro began pounding into you, making you grip him for dear life.

He lowers his lips to yours and kisses yours hungrily while still pounding into yours with an unimaginable speed.

He bites your shoulder and lets out a muffled moan, feeling yours clench around him.

"Ah, mierda. Te sientes tan bien, nena" He says in spanish, rearranging the position by lifting yours into his arms.

You wrapped your arm around his shoulder, throwing your head back.

The great pleasure that you both were giving each other was amazing.

The pounding rhythm of it all was sensual.

Your moans and groans were so loud together, that the neighbors across from you probably could hear you both.

You lifted your head and placed your forehead against Pedro, looking into his beautiful brown eyes as his fast pounding drove you crazy.

"Yes, Pedro. Fuck, I love you" You moaned, feeling your body tremble. You could feel yourself get closer and closer to the edge.

He groaned at your words, cupping your face and kissing you softly but passionately.

"I love you too, cariño."

You moaned, burying your face into his neck as he pounds harder and faster to the point you both orgasm together.

Pedro couldn't stop looking at the beauty sleeping next to him. Y/N's silk-pressed hair was sweated out.

Her lips were slightly open, and a cute little snore coming from her mouth.

Pedro couldn't help but caress her cheek, lingering on her neck. He drew a line down into her soft brown skin with his finger.

He smiled happily as she started to stir, slightly mumbling some stuff under her breath as she stretched out her limbs.

Pedro was so happy to have her here with him, it's been a tough three months without her and to wake up and see her laying next to him.

it was amazing, Your eyelashes fluttered against your cheeks before they opened, revealing your e/c eyes. (eye color)

You look at Pedro with a slight smile. Your eyes sparkled with the light seeping in from the cracked blind.

"Happy Birthday, Pedro!" You said with a yawn. He smiled and thanked you with a kiss on the lips.

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surielstea · 1 month

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Devotion | Drabble

Based on this request.

Pairing: Rhysand x Fem!Reader

Summary: Rhys can’t help but admire his mate.

Warnings: none, just fluff!

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"You've got it on your nose," I wipe the frosting from my son's face as he stares blankly up at me.

I was in the middle of icing the cake for Asteria's birthday party, the four-year-old girl seated atop the counter as she watched me and her brother decorate the vanilla cake a lavender color.

"Mama, I want some on my nose too." The youngest whines and I smile at her. "This is for the cake my sweet, perhaps if there are leftovers we can." I hum, brushing her hair from her cheek. She nods, black hair bobbing with the movement.

I look down at the six-year-old boy who is about to dig his hands right into the bowl full of frosting. "Orion." I reprimand as I look down at him, his gaze snaps up to me with his brows at his hairline and a wide cheeky grin that was inherently his father's, knowing he's been caught in the act. "What'd I just say?" I look pointedly at him and he quickly clasps his hands behind his back, looking up at me innocently with all too good of posture.

I smile, grabbing the boy by his middle and hoisting him up onto the counter next to his sister.

“Mama, I want this one.” My youngest child held up a star-shaped piping tip, the metal held up to her eye as she squinted through it. I shake my head with a breathless laugh, taking the object and placing it into a long triangular bag.

"Okay, this is called a piping bag," I hand my son the item. "Can you hold it open while Asteria and I scoop the frosting in?" I ask and he nods dutifully, making it his mission to hold the bag as still as possible.

Asteria grabs a miniature spatula to match mine, helping me shovel the frosting down into the bag. I'd get most of the substance into the bag but she'd push it down, Orion straining as the bag grew heavier. "Good, you did perfect, both of you." I smile at them and they both look up at me with bright grins. I hand Orion the bag we just made after snipping off the corner, telling him how to hold it.

I give Asteria her own bag too, hers filled with a baby blue frosting. "Okay," I set the white cake in the middle of them with a delicate touch. "So it’ll go like this," I pick up my bag and begin to pipe a design around the bottom of the cake. "Don't squeeze too hard, and don't stay in one spot for too long, it’s simple." I pull away, showing both of the kids. They nod excitedly, tightly holding onto their bags. "Alright, go ahead," I say and their smiles widen.

Asteria takes her time, twisting her lips to the side as she does precisely what I showed her with a focus I admire, the four-year-old is already doing better than some of my culinary students on her first try. Orion, however, was just having fun, making big draping curtains down his side of the cake as well as stripes and polka dots everywhere.

I feel a familiar pair of eyes on me and my spine locks, head whipping over to the archway where my mate leans, staring at me.

The kids didn't notice him, I barely noticed him as he stood there and just admired me from a distance. A smile curled his lips as he watched our children be so excited to learn one of my passions, with utter devotion in his violet eyes while looking at me.

I smile and walk towards him, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"I love you," He hums, his hand coming to my waist as he looks down at me. I tilt my head at him, confused as to what prompted such words. He didn't offer an explanation, didn't have one. Just continued analyzing my every feature. I got nervous under his stare, even though we’d been together for decades now he still had butterflies soaring in my stomach, so I avoided his gaze and looked back to the kids.

“They’re getting so old.” I sigh, leaning my head on his chest. He presses a kiss to the crown of my head, both of us watching in silence as our children sneakily pipe a dollop of frosting onto their fingers before licking it clean off as if we weren’t watching. This cake definitely wouldn’t be served at Asteria’s party, now that I’ve seen just how unsanitary they were being— though I didn’t care about that, I’d happily make another cake if it meant they were enjoying themselves.

I look back to Rhys, his eyes coming down onto me with the utmost focus. Without saying a word, he leans down and presses a kiss to my lips, his other hand coming to my face as he pulls me closer. I rise onto my toes to lean into it, my chest pressing against his as he conveys every inch of his love into that kiss.

A smile spreads over my lips as I fall flat onto my feet and disconnect our lips, he backs away with one last peck. "You taste like sugar, sugar." He hums and I scrunch my nose at the cheesiness of his words. "Eww!" Orion boos at us and we both look at our children who have disgusted expressions. "I know, that pun wasn't my best work." Rhys sighs and I roll my eyes.

"I'm done," Our daughter holds out her messy piping bag, frosting running down the sides of her hands. I smile and rush towards her, grabbing the bag before it can drip onto the ground.

"Does mom really taste like sugar?” Orion asks his father, catching my attention. “I don’t know, I suppose I’ll have to find out.” My husband hums, wrapping his arms around my shoulders, barring me as he presses a kiss to my shoulder.

“What if I told you I’m made of sugar.” I let on, Asteria staring up at me like I just turned her world upside down. “Then I’d say you need to run because I’m the sugar monster.” Rhys’ hands tickle up my sides and I squeal as he tosses me over his shoulder with an ease I marveled at, running me into the living room as I hit my fists against his back. “Rhys!” I shout, the kids chasing after us.

“We have to save Mama!” Asteria rushed up to me, grabbing my hand as Orion took his father on, jumping onto him like a spider monkey, attempting to tackle him to the floor.

“Put me down!” I shout at my mate, he carries me over to the couch before flipping me down onto the sofa’s cushions. The children come to my side, asking if I’m okay, guarding me from Rhys.

The High Lord easily sweeps both the children up into his arms, their bodies hanging halfway down his shoulders, causing them to yell and kick their feet in protest. Rhys leans down and pecks me on the lips with a wide smile. “I love you too, by the way,” I confess as he pulls back, the children still on his shoulders attempting to take down their father but to no avail. “I know.” He winks.

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happyely2 · 7 months

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Pairing: Portuguese D. Ace x Fem!Reader

Rating: For all and sundry, with a little sprinkle of spiciness here and there

Summary: Small glimpses of daily life in autumn with your partner Ace, in this case we are not in the world of OP, but we are in the real world. An idea that came to me thanks to this Post, and what's more, the Autumn Equinox is today🍂 ah, my favorite season begins!

🍁 Cosy Autumn Prompts 🍁

🍁 Cuddling under a blanket 🍁

The days were starting to get shorter and shorter, the air was finally starting to feel fresher and not as muggy as in the previous days which had forced you to sleep in separate beds and with the fan on because it was too hot.

Finally the time came when you could get under a blanket and bask in the early hours of the morning. Ace is happy about this, he complained all summer that he couldn't use you as a pillow - he didn't mind the heat, but you risked fainting if the temperature was too excessive.

It felt good to feel his strong arms wrapping around your waist and bringing you close to him. Ace loved kissing every single inch of your free skin, sometimes he would take off your pajamas to have more skin to kiss, his fingers would pinch your hips pleasantly and you would laugh holding him to you. You liked stroking his hair, kissing his face and gently pulling his cheeks to tease him a little, tracing the lines of his muscles and observing that galaxy of freckles on his body. You kissed him, every now and then a little bite here and there. It was nice to go back to old habits.

“Come on pigeons, come down instead of flirting in bed.” The knocks on the door and Marco's voice brought you back to reality. It was better not to keep the large Newgate family waiting, also because you risked that one of them would enter the room to grab you and drag you out of bed.

You were about to get up when Ace held you back, carrying you back to the bed and placing the blanket over you.

“The two of us haven't finished our dose of morning cuddles yet.” He had said, kissing you passionately and leaving you no escape. Not even the knocks on the doors and threats from his older brother changed Ace's mind.

🍁 Baking together 🍁

Autumn also meant preparing big family lunches for everyone to be together. Or rather you cooked, Ace was responsible for tasting the dishes to help you adjust the spices, salt, pepper and cooking of the food.

The last time he cooked, his brothers had told you, the fire alarm had gone off and for this reason the whole family had decreed that Ace would no longer go near the stove. So all his brothers were amazed at your culinary skills and the fact that you allowed him to stay in the kitchen without causing damage.

“Ace, can you tell me if the pancake batter turned out well? Then get me the sugar and cinnamon.” You said as you continued to mix the cream to fill the pancakes with, Satch had entrusted you with the task of making desserts for that Branch and you had gone wild. Ace was very happy about it, he loved your sweets and finally he could go into the kitchen and scoff at some food.

“Did it come out perfect, when did you fry it?” The boy asked, passing you the ingredients you asked for. You replied that it would be better to do them after everyone had arrived, only his two brothers Sabo and Luffy were missing but they were on their way and would be there any moment.

“Oh no, I forgot to whip the cream for the cake!” Only then did you remember the cake that was resting in the fridge still unfilled and you also had to add all the fruit to it, but you had to finish making the blueberry pancakes and then the apple ones and the peach ones: "Ace, take the whisks and whip the cream, after which I'll decorate it." The situation was desperate because everyone was busy, even Satch.

Your boyfriend looked at you for a whole minute, then following your request and the instructions you gave him: you told him to take the cold container, put the cream in it and then use the whisk, increasing the speed slowly. You also told him what movement he had to make, up and down in such a way as to incorporate a little air to make it softer.

For once you were optimistic, he wouldn't do any damage.

A scream coming from the other side of the kitchen made you whirl towards an Ace covered from head to toe in whipped cream. How had he multiplied the cream like that?! You turned off the stove and headed towards him with a tablecloth to dry him off.

"Look at the bright side." He said as he tasted the cream on the sides of his mouth. Only he could see a positive side in that disaster,

“Didn't you let the kitchen catch fire?” You replied as you cleaned his clothes, he would have to go change, god it had gotten all over him.

“I know how to whip excellent cream.” Ace said smiling at you and letting you taste some whipped cream from his hand. In fact he was right, he had been good and there was enough left in the bowl to fill the cake.

“No Food Porn in my kitchen!” You jumped to attention as soon as you heard Satch's voice coming from the other side of the room and burst out laughing, who knows what he heard.

🍁 Lazy days in 🍁

Ace is a hyperactive boyfriend - despite his chronic narcolepsy - he doesn't know how to sit still for a moment, not even in the morning when you would like to sleep and stay under the covers as much as possible, but no, Ace won't let you. He's like a persistent cricket until you get up and go down to breakfast with him.

Ace tells you what he did as you go down the stairs and you listen to him trying not to trip on the steps and give him all the attention he deserves-because despite everything you love him to death. He took out the rubbish, put away the new bags, went for his morning run and has already met with your whole group of friends to get organized and go to university, he got the newspaper, did the shopping for breakfast and he went to get you your favorite espresso to surprise you.

The container is lukewarm, he begins to slowly sip your drink while your boyfriend does ten thousand things a second, he is emptying the dishwasher that you put on the previous evening while he tells you some gossip about the neighborhood, and he begins to put away every object of the kitchen in its place.

You remain with your drink and your eyes half closed listening to him, smiling every now and then in the hope that your brain will reconnect to the world with the caffeine it is ingesting.

Then the sound of a photo wakes you up and the vibrations of your phone force you to open the family chat - or rather the chat in which Ace's family have included you because for them you are part of the family now.

“Ace, did you send a photo of me in this condition?” You said without getting too angry, by now Ace's family knew you so well that they had seen you in even worse situations - and you had your photo library to be able to threaten them.

“You look like Baby Yoda, look how cute you are!” He said Ace hugging you and peppering you with kisses on the cheeks, as if he were going to charge you-it kind of worked.

“Come on, we have so many things to do and so many lessons to follow.” The brunette said placing your favorite cereal in front of you. His smile was so beautiful.

“Ace it's six in the morning, lessons start at nine, I'm going back to bed.” You tried to get up, but Ace didn't let you go, this time too you weren't able to fully enjoy a lazy day, but your boyfriend knows how to make up for it.

🍁 Carving pumpkins 🍁

Having a little brother is something you've always wanted, and Luffy is perfect for this role. You love Ace's five year old brother, he's small, compact and sometimes when you go out you can pretend to be a happy family to get some discounts on lunch. And Luffy loves calling you mom or calling Ace dad to scare away girls who bother him when you go out shopping together.

And that day was no different, you went out to buy pumpkins to carve, Luffy's school had assigned this task to the children to start decorating the school for the autumn term. And the girls attacked Ace while you and Luffy were choosing the pumpkins to buy, you and the little one looked at each other and carried out the plan, the girls' faces were a sight and Ace played your game so well that they ran away apologizing to you.

“Luffy uses the spoon to remove the pulp and seeds, but don't throw them away, I'll put them in the oven to make some snacks.” You said as you continued carving the pumpkin you had emptied earlier, “Ace help your brother.” You added seeing the smaller one in difficulty. You hadn't expected them both to make a mess and end up covered in pumpkin from head to toe, you were only distracted for two minutes.

You rolled your eyes at their carelessness laughing until you felt something sticky hit your chest. It was pumpkin pulp, the one that was not eaten and which contained all the seeds. The two brothers looked at you with challenging looks. You started running around the kitchen, aware that they would catch you in no time and that they would fill you with pumpkin, but you managed to defend yourself even if you fell and they both followed closely behind you due to how slippery the floor had become.

“Now we have to clean ourselves up.” You said jokingly as you picked up a little Luffy in your arms and removed the pumpkin on his face.

“We bathe together!” The little one said smiling playfully and chuckling and throwing himself on top of you.

“And I was going to cook you, stuff you and eat you.” Ace whispered in your ear making you turn all red as soon as he placed his lips on your neck. Or why your boyfriend could be so damn sexy even in a situation like that.

“Ace I want to eat the stuffed big sister too!” Luffy's comment shocked you, or at least he made you go into disarray while Ace laughed big time at what was happening, the little one looked at you in a daze, leaning on your neckline to understand if you were doing well or badly.

He would then ask Sabo.

🍁 Movie nights 🍁

“We're over having a movie marathon!” Ace always had a bad habit of yelling at everyone when you came up to his room. You knew that he had pushy brothers, very pushy, but every now and then you wanted something calmer.

“Do you have to say it every time?” You asked, pulling his cheek a little.

“Let's go so they don't bother us.” The boy replied as he kissed the palm of his hand making you blush visibly.

“Turn the volume up a little or change movie genre, lovebirds!” Izou's voice made you stop halfway up the stairs, the boy with long black hair passed you, adding: "And this time we're almost full, so I suggest you don't do any kind of stunt."

"WHAT WOULD YOU SAY?" Ace started chasing his brother.

“That the walls of the house are thin turnip heads!”

🍁 Flannel shirts 🍁

If there was one thing you liked to do it was get rid of Ace's shirts. Your beloved boyfriend had built up so much muscle mass thanks to his workouts that many shirts he owned had to be given away because they were too small now. And finally you could throw away some of dubious taste, like the leopard one or the one with zebra stripes. You finally had the power and the opportunity to get new ones.

“Cool colors suit you better Ace.” You told him as you hung some shirts in those shades, you had filled him with shirts to try on in the changing rooms.

“Are you sure I need that many? I only need a couple." He said coming out of the dressing room and wearing the dark red one, it looked great on him.

“This autumn will be milder than others, you need these light shirts so you don't die of the heat.” You responded by fixing his collar and smiling at him: “Come on, you have six more to try, come on Love!”

🍁 Cold hands 🍁

“Your hands are frozen!” Ace always worries about you, I mean how do you lose heat even though you go out all covered up with sweaters, scarves, hats and gloves. During the lessons you take together Ace has to hold your hands to prevent them from becoming very cold.

“You know that I lose heat and that you gain it.” You said resting your head on his shoulder. Your university had a bad habit of not turning the heating on full blast, yet the rainy week was always the coldest.

“And yet I like your hands freezing when you run them over me.” Ace's voice was a whisper in your ear, accompanied by the gesture of taking your hand and placing it under his sweatshirt in direct contact with the skin of his abs. Suddenly a hot flash hit you out of the blue, you tried to stay calm so you wouldn't be discovered.

“You're a stove.”

“A stove that needs to be cooled. At the end of the lesson we go to the study room.” He whispered in your ear.

You definitely felt warmer now.

🍁 Steaming mugs 🍁

You had gone out early that morning, even though your nature would have led you to stay in bed for a while longer, but the sales for the furnishings of the house were starting and you wanted to go and buy something to start decorating it a little more and because the plates and glasses were starting to run out, you no longer lived alone in that house, Ace had almost moved in with you now, he was just missing one thing.

So you didn't think twice when you saw a giant orange mug on a shop cupboard next to a blue one. Orange and Blue are two complementary colors you remembered.

You didn't waste time, you bought them immediately and finished your shopping quickly to rush home to put everything away.

When Ace came back and saw the two steaming cups of hot chocolate and cream, decorated with cookies and homemade treats on the kitchen table he looked at you with eyes full of sweetness.

“Now you practically live with me, you have your toothbrush, your clothes are mixed with mine and you have the keys to the house, all you were missing was a cup for breakfast.” You said hugging him tightly to you, you would never let him go, not after he had entered your heart like that and made it his own. Ace held you tightly to him, he had never felt so good in that moment. He lifted you up and filled you with kisses not letting you go for any reason, he had finally found someone who would never abandon him and who was accepting him for who he was.

🍁 Scary movie marathons 🍁

You've never liked scary movies, the nightmares you get aren't normal, and you don't sleep for three days when you see one. But all of Ace's adopted brothers love having scary movie marathons and that's why they brought you in. Even little Luffy is braver than you and he watches them without any problems while eating his popcorn.

You can't watch them, not even the ones produced by Disney, in your opinion those are even more terrifying. For this reason Ace has organized it in the following way: You holding him and Luffy sitting on your lap. You were able to follow the film calmly, covering your eyes with Ace's hand when the scene became too scary, even if Luffy told you about it and everyone started laughing...

Then you had to go to the bathroom because you drank too much coke, and because everyone needed a break, it was the third movie in a row you'd seen and you had to order pizzas.

You rinsed your face and walked out of the bathroom, meeting Luffy down the hall as he grabbed his favorite hat from his room and asked you to wait for him.

Once the child returned you walked towards the living room, unaware that someone was following you in the shadows.

It was a matter of moments, the light went off and on again a couple of times while you were walking down the corridor, what's more it was raining and the sound of the rain distracted you for those few seconds, you approached the window to see if there were any flashes on the horizon and the moment the light went away again and then reappeared you saw the figure behind you from the reflection in the window.

You whipped around to stand in front of Luffy to hide him from the black figure who possessed a disturbing voice and a blood-soaked knife.

You screamed, picked up Luffy - because the little straw hat was going to hit the monster - and ran down the stairs with tears in your eyes as it chased you.

Ace was under the stairs and caught you in time before you fell to the floor, you closed your eyes and a familiar laugh made you instinctively turn around.

Satch had taken off his mask and was laughing out loud, only to be hit by Marco and Izou and scolded.

You were shaking in Ace's arms and had tears in your eyes, your boyfriend got even more angry at his older brother, he and Luffy chased him around the house to teach him a lesson while Izou took you to get something warm to drink in the kitchen to relax your nerves.

Ace came back to you, hugging you and apologizing for what had happened.

“Don't worry, I'll sleep with you this evening and we beat Satch properly.” He said to reassure you.

“I want Luffy too.” You said as the little one came towards you to check on you. Ace didn't say anything, he knows that Luffy is a great nightmare buster and seeing that you love him so much warms his heart.

🍁 Home-cooked meals 🍁

If there's one thing you like to make, it's your family's homemade recipes. Your mom sent you Grandma's cookbook and now you're flipping through it with Ace. your grandmother wrote those recipes by hand, meticulously noting all the steps and tips that she acquired over time.

“This seems to be good.” She said Ace pointing to a recipe that included figs. She knew they were your favorite fruit and that you would eat them endlessly.

“Unfortunately, however, we no longer have figs, they no longer sell them in the supermarket, their season is coming to an end.” You replied, they look at the bruschetta that could be made for lunch, or the jam or the savory dishes or even other desserts.

“Who told you we have to get them at the supermarket.” You looked at Ace a little worried when he dialed Satch's number - despite the horror evening you forgave him - and when half an hour later the person concerned showed up at your house with a basket full of figs and everything you needed to do your grandmother's desserts and recipes.

“Satch, are you staying with us for dinner?” You asked carrying the basket into the kitchen.

“Actually the others are arriving too. Even Father wants to try your grandmother's recipes." The brunette replied carrying two more baskets of Figs, Ace had more in his hand.

You didn't wonder where they got them from, you smiled again because you know that was Ace's plan.

“I know you love cooking homemade meals as a family.” Your boyfriend said, kissing you lightly as the doorbell rang again, “These are the others, Luffy can't wait to get cooking.”

🍁 Scented candles 🍁

Ace had noticed that your mood was a bit down lately, the period of ongoing tests wasn't at all easy at university, especially when he knew that your professors were very rigid and expected mind-boggling projects. He helped you as best he could when he heard you repeat yourself or when you had to do a presentation or a practical project.

So as soon as he saw that mega set of orange, cinnamon and vanilla scented candles he had a great idea.

You heard a knock on the door of your study, you hadn't gotten up for four hours you noticed and when you told Ace he could come in but you didn't hear the door open you got weirded out. So without wasting time you left the room only to notice a lot of red rose petals on the carpet creating a trail towards the bathroom.

You went to investigate, then opened the door and noticed the atmosphere that your boyfriend had created in your bathroom: the heater was on and had warmed the air, the water in the tub was hot and steaming and full of foam and then there was 'there were candles, the candles were lit and released a very good scent of citrus, cinnamon and vanilla and there were also rose petals in the tub.

Ace leaned his chin on your shoulder and kissed your neck: “Come on, let's take a nice hot bath.” He said placing his warm hands on your hips.

You undressed each other and entered the hot tub, you leaned against his chest and enjoyed all the cuddles and attention he was giving you: not only had he taken the candles but also the shampoo, conditioner and shower gel matched.

“Thanks Ace, I really needed that.” You said turning to him and kissing him passionately.

“Anything to see you happy.” The dark-haired man replied, kissing him back.

For that evening you could do without studying, you had your eye on a body oil to put on after the shower.

🍁 Bear hugs 🍁

Ace was always ready to react to any situation, he had faced some rough and tumble during his life, but he certainly couldn't expect to be welcomed into the house by you and Luffy dressed in bear pajamas, which also included the matching hood.

You jumped on him once he entered the house and you all burst out laughing and Ace hugged you tight, so tight.

You were so lovely.

“We have pajamas for you too.” Luffy said running to get him. While Ace continued to kiss you.

“You're such a cute little bear.” He told you, kissing your forehead, then his gaze fell on your neckline and he noticed something that he liked even more.

“This little teddy bear will get plenty of honey tonight.” You whispered in his ear as Luffy arrived in Ace's costume.

Your boyfriend smirked as he went to change followed by his little brother. “Get ready, this bear wants a lot of honey.” He told you as he took off his shirt and thinking of all the ways he could make Luffy as tired as possible so you could have the whole evening to yourself.

So now on his lock screen there are the three of you all dressed up as a family of bears, but in your private chat there was you in the background with a copper colored lace suit and honey covering your breasts.

Grinning, Ace texted you that he was going to buy some honey that was out of stock.

🍁 Coffee shop dates 🍁

Going out in autumn meant only one thing, calling all your friends to go and have a hot and steaming drink to be in company, laugh and joke.

Ace had a commitment at university and would arrive later, but luckily he had one of your closest friends to keep you company. Yamato had managed to free herself from commitments with her family and had immediately run to the cafeteria, crushing you in a hug that never ended. You hadn't seen each other for three months and you started chatting about everything that had happened, until the waitress came by to ask you if you wanted something and while your friend was ordering a pumpkin pie and a hot tea you he only asked for tea.

“I haven't been so well lately.” You told her as you sweetened your cinnamon tea.

“After all the desserts you made, I believe it!” Yamato replied, regretting not having been able to taste them.

“It will be as you say and I also gained weight, ugh starting today we're going on a diet.” You said as you saw Ace arriving with your entire company of friends. He too was happy to see Yamato again after a long time and while he went to order for him.

“Aren't you pregnant?” Yamato asked you in a low tone of voice, explaining that everything you had had coincided with a pregnancy.

“I don't think so, we were always careful.” You responded as you saw your boyfriend walking back with the others and giving Yamato a look that you would talk about it later, even if you were skeptical. Ace had sat next to you with a steaming cup of hot chocolate and cream and you had changed the subject, Yamato had given you a look as if to say to get checked and then started joking with the others, while Ace held you close self.

🍁 Bonfire night 🍁

“If you're that sick, let's not go.” Ace had been categorical. Since that morning you have been nauseous and your head is heavy, you almost fell down the stairs.

“Ace I must have caught a cold, a Tachipirina and I'm fine.” You said while you were drinking tea instead of coffee, it was the only thing that made you feel good: "And then this evening all our friends are here and Yamato also managed to free herself for this night." It was the most beautiful part when the bonfires were lit for barbecues all together on the evening of the Autumn equinox and you would go there.

In the end Ace had to give in to your stubbornness, but at least he won the debate regarding a medical examination to be done, you had been too ill lately and this worried him.

When you arrived everyone was happy to see you, they had thought that until the last moment you couldn't come and finally you started making bonfires, Yamato stayed next to you the whole time at Ace's request, you might not have felt nauseous anymore, but the dizziness was still present.

“Eventually I'll go get some blood tests, maybe it's something missing.” You said to Yamato as you prepared the skewers to cook and Ace helped start the fire.

“If needed, I can hold Luffy for you.” She said your friend nodding to Ace that he was okay.

Your boyfriend worried a little too much.

“Did you manage to eat anything?” He asked you with a mug of beer in his hand and sitting next to you, he smelled like embers, even if he stung your nose it was a smell that didn't bother you.

“Yes, I ate something calm Ace.” You replied taking a sip of his beer and grimacing, you usually liked the beer he had.

“Mhm, my tastes are altered.” You said as you leaned against him and watched the fire dance in front of you. Ace held you close to him as you slowly fell asleep lulled by the sound of the chatter of the people dear to you and the warmth of the bonfire.

🍁 Pillow forts 🍁

Ace was a good, amazing older brother who managed to satisfy Luffy's requests in every way. So you weren't shocked when you saw the living room of old Newgate's house transformed into a battlefield with trenches and forts built with cushions and all the foster brothers - even Father - playing war.

You had gone out to get blood drawn, you were only gone for an hour and all this had happened.

You burst out laughing when you saw everyone appear with improvised helmets and helmets and pillows of all kinds to throw as weapons. In short, where did they come from?

But what made you laugh the most was the moment when Izo and Satch took you hostage to make Ace and Luffy's team lose. Needless to say, the two brothers jumped into the fray to pick you up while Marco and Whitebeard laughed heartily.

In the end, many more pillows flew than expected, but nothing broke.

Luffy fell asleep on you, while the others cleaned up the mess that was created.

“It was to keep Luffy calm, he heard us talking about your blood tests and he got worried.” He said Ace then sitting next to you, “How did they go? When will you have the results?” He asked, stroking your hair.

“They went well, Yamato didn't give me a single moment of peace. I'll have them in a couple of days.” You responded by leaning on Ace, the environment of the pillow fort was so comfortable that you felt protected, Ace was there to protect you.

🍁 Thunderstorms 🍁

The first flash had torn the sky and blown you both into the air. Then the downpour started and the force with which the rain hit the windows of your room was enough to keep you awake.

You hugged Ace, unable to sleep anymore. Neither of them liked times like those.

“Tomorrow we may not even go to university.” Ace said showing you the weather alert notification that had come from the university just then.

“It's better this way, tomorrow we had a full day until six in the afternoon.” You said as you got into a sitting position feeling a cramp in your stomach. You got up to go to the bathroom to put away that evening's dinner. Ace behind you holding your hair and rubbing your back.

“Still with this nausea?” He was worried, the tests were slow in arriving and your nausea showed no signs of disappearing.

“Ace will be the period maybe, don't worry I'm not even losing weight.” You told him after rinsing your mouth and tidying up the bathroom.

Another bolt of lightning had illuminated the room and set off the alarms of some cars.

“Text Sabo to see how he, Koala and Luffy are doing.” You had said as you made sure everything was in order in the living room.

“Look at them, all three of them are sleeping in the big bed.” Ace showed you the photo and you smiled.

Other notifications arrived from the other family group and you laughed when you saw what was written. There were those who were taking the oars and the boat.

You got back into the bed, with Ace massaging your stomach to give you some relief: "Do you have your period?" He asked you deep in thought.

“In a couple of weeks why?”

“So, I didn't remember when you were supposed to come.” He replied, smiling at you and leaving a kiss on your cheek.

The storm wouldn't let you sleep, you both knew it, so you both immediately came up with a good idea to pass the time.

🍁 Leaf piles 🍁

The real autumn had now arrived and the evidence was the leaves falling on your driveway. You had piled them up well, they waste the whole morning cleaning up the garden. In fact, you took advantage of the opportunity to prune the flowerbeds and spend time with your friends.

Kid and Law wasted no time competing to see who could remove the most, while Satch and Izo cleaned the gutters with Ace and Marco sat next to you while you repainted the chairs for the outside.

Luffy was arriving at that moment accompanied by Shanks and Makino. So you prepared a good cinnamon tea for everyone, catching Luffy and Ace in time before they threw themselves into the pile of dry leaves that had been collected, you had wasted the day tidying up the garden.

“So it doesn't show any signs of disappearing?” Makino had asked sitting next to you, it wasn't a mystery to anyone that your health wasn't the best at the moment and Ace had talked about it with the woman next to you to get some suggestions.

“No, there are days when I feel better, others when I can't even get up, not to mention the smells. Some perfumes I can't wear anymore.” You said, sipping the hot drink.

A notification from your phone had caught your attention, it was the test results.

Looking at them they all seem to be perfect, so it was quite strange, not even Law was strange looking at them from the phone.

Ace was behind you, he noticed your sad look, so he picked you up and ran towards the large pile of leaves you had collected and jumped into them. You yelped in surprise as the others joined you and you laughed.

Whatever the problem was you would figure it out and Ace was amazing at cheering you up.

🍁 Sharing blankets 🍁

Sharing blankets was a concept that didn't apply easily to the two of you. Or at least you tried to do it the right way, but everything was impossible. Ace moved during the night and his blankets were thrown all over you.

You had all tried them, but there was no way to share them well.

“Yamato moves too much.” You said while you were at the supermarket with your friend.

“Then throw him out of bed.” She had replied, using her height to reach for the pumpkin mixture on the top shelf.

You laughed out loud, thinking that Yamato was right in the end, then you received a notification from Ace showing you a Pail blanket with sleeves that he had just gotten with the message: maybe we can sleep better with this.

You laughed and headed towards the registers to pay, but not before buying some things you wanted at the last moment.

“You should take a test.” Yamato had been trying to convince you for days, ever since you told him about the nausea and so without thinking twice she went into the pharmacy and took a whole pack and put it in your bag. There was no way to argue and in the end you returned home with Ace having joined you shortly after.

“Ace learn to move less, or I would hurt my friend!” She told him Yamato grabbing his cheeks and Ace had responded in kind saying it wasn't her fault.

You said goodbye shortly after and returned home with a giant family pizza to eat in front of the TV. You felt like it as soon as you saw the flyer and so you were able to experiment with the new blanket with sleeves and the pocket to put the remote controls.

Ace was good at choosing blankets so you could stay closer to him.

🍁 Rain showers 🍁

“I'm stuck at dad's house because of these stupid rain showers.” Ace hated being away from you, but in old Newgate's house the tip had collapsed and he and his brothers had gone to repair it, of course the beach didn't help and it was strong again.

“Come on, love, don't worry, it'll be over in a couple of hours.” You reassured him as you opened your bag to empty it. You saw the Test Yamato had given you and now looked at where to put it in the bathroom while you continued talking to Ace.

“Ace, I'll call you back in a moment…” You had abruptly ended the call due to the nausea you felt at that moment. Yet it wasn't early in the morning.

You looked at the test left on the nightstand and mentally called yourself stupid.

You were sure of it, you couldn't be.

The sound of the rain woke you up from your thoughts and that's why you told yourself that to pass the time you would do one.

And while the symbol appeared on the display along with the numbers that would tell you how old you were, you heard the door open and Ace run into the bathroom towards you, wet from head to toe and worried dead after you hadn't called him back.

“Love what happened?” Ace had leaned over to see what you had in your hand, fearing the worst when he suddenly saw you blanch.

“Oh it can't be!” You said turning to him with the positive test in your hand, “Wait it could be a false positive, let's do another one.” You said taking another test and throwing Ace out of the bathroom, yelling at him to get you some pear juice.

Five tests later you were now sure of it.

“It's three months.” You said looking down, now everything was taking a very specific turn.

Ace was next to you, looking at you with a look you couldn't decipher. You knew that he had fears of pregnancy, his mother had died from complications after giving birth and was then given up for adoption by his father, he had always felt guilty about this.

You never expected that he would hug you and whisper those words in your ear: "Don't think who knows what, we will keep him and raise him." His voice was broken by tears.

You both cried, a little happy and a little scared for what was about to await you. But you were happy that Ace wanted to start a family with you, despite the shadows of his past.

🍁 Log cabin 🍁

Gathering all your friends and family in the wooden cabin in the mountains was not easy, at all. It wasn't even easy to keep the secret until then. Because Makino and Yamato had suspected something.

Yet both of you are enjoying everyone's surprised faces.

“Your tests showed none of this.” Law looked at the ultrasound in his hand and passed it to the others. Kid would tease him for months.

“They sent the tests wrong, they confused them with those of another patient.” You responded as you picked Luffy up and pressed a kiss to his cheek. He was the most elated of all. Along with Shanks he couldn't stop laughing.

“Ahhhh how beautiful! I'm so happy for you!” Yamato was over the moon and couldn't stop hugging you. In the end she was right and didn't hold back from saying I told you so.

Satch had fainted, literally fainted on the floor as soon as he heard the news, while Izo and Marco and all of Ace's other adoptive brothers were complimenting the two of you. With lots of jokes that further cheered everyone up.

“Now I can become a grandfather!” Whitebeard laughed, clapping Ace loudly on the shoulder and insisting that you two should move in with him.

“Dad…” Ace couldn't feel his shoulder anymore, but he was happy.

Koala did nothing but cry with happiness and Sabo was overjoyed to become an uncle. The only one who remained perplexed was Grandpa Garp, despite everything the old man was happy for you, but he would have gladly killed his grandson and would have had a very long fist-fighting chat with him.

“Come on Grandpa Garp you have a chance to be an amazing great grandfather.” You told him, taking him by the arm and bringing him closer to the others, in the end he too started laughing and joking with everyone else.

“So is he male or female?” Luffy's curiosity had attracted everyone's attention.

“We'll find out at the next check.” Ace had responded to his little brother by picking him up. Needless to say, more than half the world would participate in that check and the betting would start, you were sure of it.

You and Ace were happy though, despite all the stress you went through in those days and seeing people give you so close to you cheered you up a lot.

“You're about to become parents, I can't do it.” Satch held the ultrasound and smiled.

And as Ace hugged you a new awareness grew in you.

You were happy to have found a boy like him.

You were happy that a new chapter in your life was about to begin.

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