#can you tell that i'm fascinated by pole dancing??

[k-germsworld]

Fascinating

Yuju x M!reader

Cheating , Rough sex

1.5k words

One day, my girlfriend wanted to apply for Yuju's pole dancing class. My girlfriend kept instilling in me that pole dancing is a healthy exercise that can make her body and lines beautiful. After my girlfriend’s hard explanation, I took my girlfriend to apply that. After applied, the assistant there took us to visit and watch how the pole dancing was taught. In a classroom, I saw a teacher performing her dance. During her performance, I was attracted by the teacher's hot body and lines. My cock was already erected without realizing it.

After the assistant saw us watching the teacher's dance attentively, she also introduced the teacher to us. From the assistant's introduction, we know that Yuju is a famous dance teacher. She specializes in pole dancing and modern dance. Every class of her is almost full, so even if she has money, she may not be able to sign up. She also devoted a lot of effort to the dance of pole dancing, and she also spent a lot of effort promoting pole dancing as a healthy exercise.

Not long after, her class ended. The assistant then introduced us to Yuju, a talented dancer with excellent figure. My girlfriend was very happy because she could attend Yuju's course; and my eyes could not leave Yuju's body. I looked at her as if I could see through her with my eyes. Yuju then nonchalantly told us about the class time of her course and what we need to pay attention to.

After that, the assistant showed us around all the places. Before my girlfriend and I were leaving, I went to the bathroom. Before going to the bathroom, I passed by Yuju's lounge. I tried to peek at what she was doing, but unexpectedly I heard a moan coming from her room. I saw the door was ajar, so I pushed it open a little so I could see what was going on in the room. When I watched it, I found a middle-aged guy fucking Yuju, and having some dirty talk. "Fuck..... So good... I can't stand it anymore. I'm about to cum." The middle-aged man gasped. "Oppa…Fuck...me.…harder..…" Yuju said lewdly. The middle-aged man spanked Yuju's ass hard and said, "You're so horny, little slut. Oppa I've never been so fast, I'm about to cum just by your shake." Middle-aged man continue spanking her. At this time, my eyes met her eyes, and she also noticed that I was peeping, but she didn't say it, but continued to be fucked by the middle-aged man. The louder she screamed, the harder the middle-aged man fucked, as if she was telling the middle-aged man to fuck harder. After a while, the middle-aged man cums in Yuju's mouth and asks she to swallow it. Yuju followed the instructions and swallowed it, and licked the middle-aged man's cock clean. "Oppa, you are so good. My pussy still wants punish by your big cock." she said. "Sorry sweetie, I can't. I have to go home now, since I don't want to be nagged by my wife." The middle-aged man replied. This conversation seemed to remind me to go to the bathroom and go home, lest I be caught peeking.

Night

I couldn't sleep all night. My mind is full of images of Yuju getting fucked this morning, and my cock is getting hard. I fantasized that it was me who fucked her this morning. Suddenly, someone sent me a message: "Did you love what you see in this morning?". Then the phone rang, I answered the phone and heard: "Oppa already has a girlfriend, and you are so obsessed with it, don't you have sex with your girlfriend?" After hearing her voice, I was sure she was Yuju. I didn't expect that I just fantasized about her, and she called me.

Phone conversation

Me: "It just happened to pass by, it wasn't intentional."

Yuju: "Don't lie to me, Oppa. I see your cock is hard. Do you want to…"

Me: "Want what?"

Yuju : "Stop acting. Oppa, I know you just want to fuck me, but you're act like you don't want to."

Me: "....….."

Yuju : "Your girlfriend's class tomorrow is from 10:00am to 12:00pm, and I'll wait you after 12:00." If you don't want let your girlfriend know this, you just need tofollow and come "

Me: "Wait, I still not promised yet…"

"Beep…beep…beep…beep…"

Yuju hung up the phone

Another day, I went to her dance studio at 12 o'clock. There I found that my girlfriend had left and she was the only one left in this classroom, as if waiting for me. "You're here, Oppa." Yuju greeted me enthusiastically. I responded impatiently: "What do you want to do by asking me out?" "I just want to be fucked by Oppa." she said. After saying that, she showed off a dance of her own. Watching her dance, I noticed her hot body, sexy long legs and graceful curves, she looked like an angel descending. At this time, Yuju walked towards me slowly, knelt down and took off my pants. When I found out, my cock was already in her hand. "Oppa is so perverted. Pole dancing is a healthy dance, but when you watch me dancing, you get an erection. Do you really want to fuck me?" she asked seductively. "Yes, I want to…" I said. She asked teasingly: "What do you want? I don't know." "I want you using your mouth to blow me." I said nervously. "Oppa is so perverted." After saying that, I put my big cock into her mouth. Yuju's warm tongue licked the head of my cock. In an instant, I could hardly stand it anymore. This is the first time I've been blowjob by a girl, and she is not even my girlfriend. Yuju's moderate speed made me immerse myself in her lips, I am so enjoying her blowjob. "You haven't even fucked your girlfriend, but you just want to fuck me" Yuju asked. "What ? You said like you know I haven't done it with my girlfriend" I replied angrily. "I just asked your girlfriend and she said that you have been together for two years and never had sex once, but you want to fuck me when we first met." she said.

I held her up and pushed her against the wall. Then, I kissed her. Our tongues were intertwining and I continued to kiss her neck. I took off her sports panties, licked her pussy, and then kept sucking her pussy. I licked her pussy until very wet. "Oppa, you are just a pervert who wants my body. You asked your girlfriend to apply my course so you can fuck me one day, and now you fulfill your wish," she teased me. "Shut up bitch, you're just a slut who's ready to be fucked, u just need to get some tutored" I said angrily. I grabbed one of her legs in mid-air and shoved my cock into her pussy. "Fuck…it's so tight", I taking revenge on her by fucking her hard. "Ah…you…are just…a perverted person…" Yuju continued to humiliate me. "Fuck, shut up bitch, now you're just a slut I'm fucking." I put the panties I'd just removed into her mouth, leaving Yuju to moan in silence. I turned her around and continued to fuck her hard from behind while calling her a whore. When I didn't react, I suddenly spanked on her , but she didn't seem to be in pain and continued beg me to fuck her. I had a crazy idea, I shoved my cock up her asshole. "Fuck, this slut's asshole is too tight, it's so fucking comfortable. I'm about to cum, no wonder that middle-aged man likes to fuck you so much." She spit out the panties in her mouth and saying "Ahhh......it so good.... Don't cum inside.... me.... Yes..... Oppa…….keep fucking my……ass harder." she said tremblingly. When I felt like I was about to cum, I shoved my cock into her mouth and grabbing her hair to face-fucking her fast. Soon I came in her mouth. She opened her mouth to show me my cum in her mouth and I ordered her to swallow it. She swallowed it without thinking. "Oppa, that's awesome, your slutty bitch still wants it so much."

She took me to her lounge and we started a second round of fucking. I asked her to lie down and fucked her in doggy style. I found out that she likes to be spanked, so I spanked her as hard as I could. She also enjoyed the spanking and moan loudly. She then asked for the cowgirl position and we changed the position. She was like a hungry beast, swaying her hot body excitedly. Looking at her swaying tits, I reached out and grabbed it, caressing her breasts roughly. Due to her intense swaying, I felt I am about to cum again. She also reached climax. This time, I creampied her. "Oppa, you cum inside me, what if I get pregnant ?" Yuju asked. "Don't be afraid, Oppa will engaged with you and raise him together." I said and hug her tightly.

#gfriend smut #gfriend yuju smut #yuju smut #choi yuna smut

[thelastburaiha]

”He said I'm the winning lottery ticket, like he's never meant anything more.

She lives like tomorrow isn't coming

“Strip club” (Modern AU)

[Translation Without Permission]

Originally from: https://x.com/whan_notsweet/status/1720268892906700818?s=46&t=zD_H5xyZUjJs4TRzJKlOHg

Baratie is a famous private club.

Those who can enter must be members who pay an expensive membership fee every month.

In exchange for seeing a special show with high-class service and luxurious drinks from around the world.

Zoro is in the VIP customer group.

The exorbitantly expensive membership fees are nothing to President Roronoa's Influence as the number 1 professional kendo athlete, position that made him a level VIP black card member without difficulty.

He only comes to the club twice a week on Wednesdays and Saturdays, when his favourite striper performs.

The first time he decided to try drinking at this club was; invitation of a close friend who want to take him out to relax.

The club looked normal but a blonde pole dancing in high heels with a beautiful body that moves at the beat of the music.

Captured his gaze.

Zorro was unable to take his eyes off the stripper as "Sanji" felt the predatory stare of this new client burning him.

Making him finish his dance more embarrassed than usual.

Sometimes, Sanji likes to peek around the bar counter, and after that electrifying first mutual stare was determined to walk over to that new regular VIP green-haired who sits alone at the bar with a drink every Wednesday and Saturday.

He send a sweet smile when the show ends.

Today is the same:

Zoro took his seat and order a beer to drink.

The lights in the store went out, signaling that the show is about to start.

The red lights on the stage lit up and Sanji's slender figure slowly walked onto the stage.

There are just a few clothes that barely can hide anything.

Stiletto-heeled boots that came up just below the knee, his beautiful lips painted with sweet gloss, smiling. Before raising his hand to grab the pole in the middle of the stage His slender body swings and spins, following the rhythm of the music. Their beautiful legs are connected to a pole, keeping his body spinning.

The round hips shook slowly and tantalizingly as he took off his boots, leaving only his bare feet to dance to the slow beat.

Opening his mouth slightly, he purposely turned his eyes towards that person at the bar.

He smiled brightly when he saw how Mr. Zoro gulped. When their eyes meet.

Blue eyes stared at the target.

Running his slender hands down on his body while his legs lifted up and hooked onto the silver pole.

Twisting at the waist deliberately seductive.

This vision, made the man at the bar raise his glass to take a sip and cool off the crescent heat.

The show ended with applause.

Before long, a talented dancer in a black silk robe came to sit next to him.

He knowingly ordered a dry martini.

"Do you like today's show?" —Asked the dancer, giving him a sweet smile that melted any heart.

“This glass is a reward for talented people.” —Mentioned the VIP client and handed him the martini glass.

A white hand picked up the glass and sipped before looking at the sharp face of "his" VIP Client.

“If I wanted to get more rewards…Roronoa, can you be kind to me?”— Sanji asked with mock sweetness.

A large hand moved to hold a strand of blonde hair behind his ear.

Now showing his sweet face, Zoro felt something inside of him cracking down.

“Then what do you want? Please tell me.”

Sanji took the pestle's hand and held it in his.

“After the club ends today…take me back with you…”

Sanji knew that love at first sight in a place like this didn't exist... the other person was just fascinated by his body and the show.

Even so, he wants to give it a chance, even if it's just a touch overnight

Zoro knew in his heart, that this kind of love was impossible.

The other side wants to get rich customers to patronize them.

Even so, they wish at last it would be good to hold it for a while.

Like insects drawn to the flame, dreaming that fire was the sun in the middle of the night, they were happy to walk into the fire.

-END-

#zosan #roronoa zoro #sanji #one piece zoro #one piece au #zoro x sanji #one piece sanji

[rose-and-thorn-fanfics]

The Dark Knight Fanfic (Joker x OC) Part 2

(ONE WEEK BEFORE)

     It was a late night in one of the shadier parts of downtown Gotham. Lottie Wayne said goodbye to her friends at the "Thrills" strip club after her shift of pole dancing. Her audience had been mostly Sal Maroni's goons, with a few of the other regulars. Gothams world of crime fascinated her, and this was her main reason for sneaking out of her dorm every Tuesday and Friday night to work at the club. The other reasons were pure boredom and the adrenaline rush she got from watching everyone's eyes on her when she danced. 

     Stuffing her neon pink platform heels in her bag and putting on some white ballet flats, she made her way out the back door, walking down the familiar alleyways. Sure, it wasn't the safest thing for her to walk home alone, but Lottie didn't mind the risk. It gave her a chance to sort out her thoughts, and if need be, she kept a knife gripped in her hand (something she had become accustomed to using in a pinch). She knew all the best places to dispose of a body in downtown Gotham. Uptown (where Gotham University was) had less options. Everything was so clean and tidy up there. Lottie hated that. 

     Lottie turned a dimly lit corner, and stumbled, tripping over a crack in the pavement. She let out a yelp, falling forward onto her face. She groaned, trying to get up but slipping and falling again. "Shit." She said, feeling irritation rise up in her throat. Her lip was bleeding and she'd ripped a hole in her black leggings. 'I must've gotten too distracted thinking about the information I got out of Maroni's men. It's amazing what people feel comfortable telling strippers.' She thought, smiling then wincing as the pain in her mouth started to grow more apparent. She heard footsteps approaching from behind her, and the sound of something heavy being dragged on the ground. She sat up, flipping open her knife and turning around, scrambling to her feet. She squinted in the dark, but her eyes could only make out the tall figure of a man, who appeared to be dragging a body by the collar of its shirt behind him. The man didn't seem to see her, as he started humming softly. 

     'This is my chance. If I'm quiet enough I can get away...' Lottie thought, shivering. She stepped back carefully, turning from the man and making her way slowly along the alleyway's wall. 'Almost ther-'

     "Going somewhere, uh, doll-face?" A nasally voice asked, alarmingly close behind her. 

     Lottie rolled her eyes, turning. "Look, mister. I don't have enough time to kill you, hide your body in the nearest ditch and get all the way back to my dorm at Gotham University. So if you'd kindly piss off, I'd appreciate it. Otherwise, things won't end well for you." Lottie said. 

     The man took several steps closer. Lottie's eyes widened as the dim light illuminated the face of the infamous Joker himself. "That's a nice knife you've got there. I have a very similar one, uh, right here." He gracefully slipped a knife out of his inner coat pocket, flipping it open. 

     This man was not to be underestimated. Lottie took a step back, only to realize there was a wall behind her. The Joker pinned her up against the wall, holding the knife to her throat and licking his scarred lips in anticipation. 

     Lottie stared back at him, eyes alight with fascination. "Nice to finally meet you. Back at the club, Gambol told me you stole quite a bit from the mob banks. Or, am I mistaken?"

     The Joker looked momentarily taken aback, but regained his intimidating composure quite quickly. "You're not wrong.." He laughed maniacally. "But what's a sweet girl like you doing hanging out with the mob? Are you by any chance, Maroni's squeeze?" 

     Lottie grimaced with disgust. "No, I'm out of his league." She writhed, trying to get free of the Joker's grip, very aware of how much the knife was pressing into her neck. 

     "You have a little fight in you. I like that." He growled. Then he did something completely unexpected. He released his grip on her and flipped his knife closed, stepping back. 

     Lottie furrowed her brow in confusion. Seeing this, the Joker grinned, clearly amused by her flustered expression. Lottie cleared her throat, stepping away from the wall, and approaching him. 

     "Don't push your luck, beautiful." The Joker said, caught off guard by her not making any attempt to run away. 

     "I'm not. I just think it would be rude for me not to give you my name, seeing as I know yours so well." Lottie said confidently. 

     "You are a strange one."

     "You can call me Lottie." She smiled, blushing a bit when she saw the way he was looking at her. "I'm a student at Gotham University, but I'm usually around this area on Tuesday and Thursday nights."

     "Why are you telling me this? Aren't you scared of me?" The Joker said, returning her look of fascination.

     "I have a feeling this won't be the last time I see you. At least," Lottie smirked, "I don't want it to be." And with that, she picked up her bag from the ground and left the alleyway. Behind her she could hear the Joker's wild laughter in the night.

#joker fanfiction #joker x reader #joker x oc #the dark knight fanfic #the dark knight #fanfic #nolanverse #batman oc #batman fanfiction #batman #joker #heath ledger #Gotham

[slowlydifferentbluebird]

Hey Author! I've been reading your posts and I'm really enjoying your writing. I saw that you've been asking for some requests and I have one for you. Could I please get a headcanon on Vampire!Le Sserafim going out at a nightclub, looking for their next meal. They find you, the reader, with a rare blood type that's considered a delicacy in vampire culture. They decide to isolate you and trap you in an alleyway. It isn't until you say "You need to realize I'm not trapped here with you, you're trapped here with me" that they realize that their next meal turns out to be a vampire hunter.

Once again, please and thank you!

Le Sserafim headcanon - Vampire!AU - Vampire!Le Sserafim trapped by the Hunter!Reader

Requests are open

Hello! I'm loving this request, it's so specific and interesting to write. In addition i'm having a lot of fun with the AUs. I hope that the result satisfy you.

Vampire!Le Sserafim X GN!Hunter!Reader

Reader's Pov

Vampires, uh? Fascinating creatures. Some love them and some hate them. Some fear them and some cheer for them. But how much do we really know about them?

Little, to be honest. However the episode i'm about to tell you surely will help you to know them better.

You must know that Hybe, one of the most important company of the country is ruled by vampires, but they are not all the same. Oh no, it would be too easy. There are different clan.

The one I will talk about today is the latest, the new entry, the one composed by the youngest vampires, an in particular, all women.

But enough with the notions from school book. Let's get into the action.

That night you were definitely too well-dressed for your destination: a nightclub. To be precise one of the most famous of the city: the Sour Grapes.

Even before entering the club, you noticed something unusual. This pretty young girl was a few steps from the local and she was just minding her business.

But when you passed by her, she looked into your eyes and give you her biggest smile. It melted your heart. And then she started talking to you.

"Hello, who are you?" "Hi, lovely girl, I'm Y/N, and you?" "I'm Eunchae, nice to meet you! Are you going to the Sour Grapes?" "Yes, indeed, why?" "Oh, well, I was thinking that someone with such a beautiful suit shouldn't be lining up, would you like to enter through the staff entrance?"

You were surprised by the sweetness and confidence of this teenager, but you were also worried about another thing. "Yes, Eunchae, I would love, but are you not too much young to work in such a place?" "And are you not too much classy to visit such a place?".

"Touché" you thought. "However", she continued, "don't worry, I only work in kitchen. Now come with me!" Said that she grabbed your hands and she took by you in the alleway.

You two entered in the club and for just a moment you were displaced by the lights and sounds of the local. But with help of the little Chae, you overcomed them in no time.

After few minutes Eunchae started running towards a person, while calling her name, "KURA-CHAN!".

The person, that you presumed to be japanese by her nickname, hugged the younger one and then looked at you for seconds that seemed hours. She was not just looking at you, she was staring as she was judging you.

The moments ended because Eunchae introduced you and explained you that Sakura, her complete name, was the nightclub's manager.

"Oh, Eunchae, you did a great job! Such a beautiful person should be a guest of the Sour Grapes. Now leave this to me. And go talking to Chaewon, she needs to be...informed".

That’s when you knew the game had started

From there you said bye to the maknae and let Sakura show you her local: the tables, the pole dance poles and the bar.

Here she started talking to the bartender, "Yujin-ah, do you see this beautiful face? Well, tonight everything is on the house for this face. So, do your best to satisfy Y/N."

Yujin bowed to her superior, then started talking with you. "Hello gorgeous, what can I do for you?". You thought about it one second, maybe two, and with the utmost nonchalance, you said...

"A Bloody Mary". Yunjin looked at you with a giant smirk on her face. When you asked her about it, she only answered "Oh, I just found it funny, because it's my favorite cocktail".

She gave you the cocktail and then has shown you the way to the best spot to watch the pole dancers. But before you went, she said "If you need anything, just raise a hand and someone will come to you"

With the red liquid in your hand, you reached the spot Yunjin pointed to you. You sat on a comfy sofà and started chilling.

After few seconds a girl approached the pole and started looking at you. She was pale, beautiful and her facial features so delicate. You two didn't talk actually, but you did it with your eyes.

A man near the DJ announced with a micro "And now starts the show of Kazuha, the Japanese swan". And he was damn right. Her elegance on the pole was incredible. Sometimes it seemed to you the she almost floated.

You were mesmerized by her performance. You could have stay here for hours without stopping watching her, but someone interrupted you.

It was this man clearly drunk, more gel than hair and the shirt which was about to explode due to his belly. "Look at you, all alone in this dark place, do you need some company?"

You simply looked into his eyes and said "No, go away". You must have hurt his pride because his drunk face turned into an angry espression.

"How dare you tell me what to do? You'll pay for this, you stupid b-". His rant stopped because out of nowhere he collapsed. You thought he just passed out because he was drunk as hell.

Actually it was not the reason. In fact right behind the figure of the big man, there was a short girl with the bob haircut.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, I hope this asshole didn't bother you too much. I'm Chaewon, the head of the security, and I would like to give you my honest apologies".

So she was Chaewon. You told her that it was all good, but she insisted to help you to clean up. In fact the drunk man, falling on the floor, spilled part of his drink on you.

At the end you accepted, so she started to guide you towards the toilet. But you were not that stupid and you know perfectly that you were going to the opposite direction.

So when you ended up in the initial alleyway, you were not surprised. And you were not surprised neither by the fact that outside Kazuha, Sakura, Yunjin and Eunchae were waiting for you.

Chaewon, behind you, pushed you in the middle of the group. "It must be our lucky day, girls, such a rare bloody type is quite something to find", said Sakura.

"Even better if it comes to you on its own legs. Come on girls, let's start the meal". Finished Yunjin. All the girls let their sharp canines go out.

Tsk tsk. Young vampires...how boring. They are so predictable and ingenuos. You could simply take your silver gun and end them in few minutes, but why do not have a bit of fun?

At the first step they made towards you, you simply took off your coat. They freezed. "What is this smell? It's terrible. I can't breath." Said the maknae.

"Oh, this? This is pink garlic of Agrigento, Sicily. One of the best vampire repellent", you answered.

"Why did we not smell till now? Kazuha asked. "How did you know our identities?" was the question of Chaewon.

"Why? How? What? Oh, come on, girls, this is not school. I have rare blood type, as you said, so I live with a target on my back. Being prepared is the minimum".

The girls at that point were about to pass out. It was a matter of seconds. While the blacking out, the last thing they heard was your voice. "Thanks for the night, girls, I had fun. I have been your guest, so be mine for a bit. Goodnight".

#kpop #kpop girls #kpop headcanons #kpop reactions #kpop scenarios #le sserafim yunjin #le sserafim eunchae #le sserafim sakura #le sserafim chaewon #le sserafim #le sserafim kazuha #le sserafim headers #vampire #vampire au #kpop vampire au #chaewon izone #sakura izone

[girl8890]

R Town | Ch.18

Namjoon x Daisy (FemOc)

6.6k

POV: Namjoon

Warnings: Pole dance, Premature ejaculation, Vaginal fingering, Vaginal sex, First time in a long time, Confessions, Anxiety attack.

Index | Ch.19

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I know some people are going to call me ridiculous, wiped, or even delusional... but I just can't give up on Daisy.

After the night I found out what she does for work, I went home and cried for hours. I even called out of work the next day for the first time since I started working there when I was sixteen. I only got the job because it was the closest thing in town that was to my real dream. That, and my father just died from getting drunk and swimming in a pool, so I really started focusing on my dream after that.

But instead of my dream of becoming an actor, the only thing that's been on my mind this past week is Daisy. How I found out about her job; how we left things; how sad she looked while she broke us off; and, worst of all, how I let her go.

Besides Daisy telling me I shouldn't talk to her anymore, letting her go was what made me cry the most. Me being a coward was always the norm. I never take risks, and maybe that's why I'm still living in a town where dreams never come true. But now I'm glad I never left this town because if I did then I would have never met her.

I think about everything Daisy and I ever did together. All the movie marathons, the snacks we would steal and eat from the movie theater, the excitement in her eyes when she was showing me her comic books. I never thought a girl like Daisy would ever be a fan of Batman, but I also never thought I would ever fall in love with a girl like Daisy either.

If I were to tell anyone about my situation with Daisy, I know they would tell me to just get over her. That she's not worth my time or energy. That a "whore" like her only wants dick and the money you give them... but that's not my Daisy. My Daisy is sweet, and kind, and gives guys like me the time of day to talk about stupid shit like my favorite color! Daisy is the girl I love, and I don't care that she's a stripper or a prostitute... I just want her safe.

I want her safe, and to be mine only. I want to take her out of that line of work, and show her a world where I will love her until the end of the earth. I want to show her what our life could be like. Me as a - hopefully - big actor, and her being a hairstylist at a high-end beauty salon.

Daisy is always doing her hair in some way. Even though I love her naturally wavy hair, seeing her hair in a different style every day always fascinated me. Although she doesn't voice her dream often, I can tell she loves the craft of hairstyling a lot. I want to give her that dream. I want her to have that dream more than I want my own dream to come true. And most importantly... I want her to mine, and mine alone. I at least want that dream to come true, or maybe even show her the possibility of it.

I guess that's why I'm here, standing in front of the Lee club and staring at it like it's a toxic waste joint instead of a sex and strip club. As much as I tried not to think about Daisy with other men, it was really hard not to. I felt bad even thinking about Daisy and me being intimate in that way, me knowing she is so much more than just a sex object, but her beauty would sometimes take over my urges at night. The men that visit her here, don't give a shit about who she is as a person. They want one thing and one thing only, and I hate that Daisy has a job surrounded by those types of men.

I close my eyes and take in a lung full of air, and tried to blow out all my anger with it. After a few minutes of meditation in front of this fucking sex and strip club, I open my eyes and walk through the doors.

I've never been to a strip club before. Not even when I turned eighteen, and some of my old friends tried to drag me to one. I just found them degrading, especially clubs like this.

A girl with black hair, wearing the smallest pair of underwear and bra set I've ever seen on a woman, is spinning around the pole with her legs wide open. She has tattoos everywhere on her body, starting from her ankles and stopping at her neck. The new doctor in town, Liam, is throwing bills all around her.  The girl is snatching up all the cash with her one hand, all the whirl still spinning and holding herself on the pole with the other.

I swallow while watching the erotic tricks, but it doesn't make any blood flow travel south. I take my eyes off the stripper and start walking around the club in search of Daisy. After five minutes have passed and not finding her, I begin to think maybe she doesn't work tonight. Or an even better possibility, maybe she doesn't work here anymore.

But before that thought could really implant in my mind, the tattooed stripper leaves the stage, and the next one comes out... and it's Daisy.

I actually have to do a double-take when I see her. I feel just as nasty as the rest of the guys here when I feel my dick jump in my pants when I see what Daisy looks like.

Her hair is half up and half down but also curled. She's wearing deep blue lipstick, making her already plump lips look bigger, but what's really getting my heart racing is her outfit. She's wearing deep blue lingerie, the bottom and top part of the outfit connecting at her stomach with a little diamond. It's all lace, and just the specific parts for her are covered by deeper lace. It's making her look super sexy, but at the same time, this isn't lingerie she would wear for a lover. It's something a stripper would wear to give little for the imagination, but still covering the parts that people would have to pay to see more of.

It takes one turn of Daisy on the pole, and then she stops when she sees me. I'm standing behind the front row of chairs in front of the stage, and I can see it clear on her face she's not only shocked to see me but embarrassed because how I'm seeing her.

Daisy starts to cover herself, but then she glances around and remembers what she's there for, so she refrains. I walk up to the stage, and try my very hardest to only look her in the eyes when I say, "Dais, can we please talk?"

The music is loud, but I know she heard me when I watch her swallow. She leans down a little closer to me, and responds, "I'm working, Namjoon. I can't do this right now, please leave."

Before I can say anything else, she straightens back up and begins to waltz around the stage. I feel defeated at this point, and watching some group of guys start to throw cash at Daisy is not helping my already terrible mood about this place. But then my eyes widened because those guys give me an idea.

Daisy finds herself back twirling around the pole, and once she glances at me, I slam my hand full of cash on the stage, making her jump. She looks between my hand full cash and my determined face. Then I say with equal determination, "I want a room with you right now."

Daisy doesn't speak to me the whole walk to one of the private rooms. I guess whatever amount of money I dug out of my pocket and gave to her was enough because not only did I buy a separate room, but I bought one that had a lockable door instead of just some lousy curtains.

It doesn't really matter what room I'm in because I'm not here for that. I'm here to talk to her and that's it. Daisy opens the room and lets me walk in first. The second my eyes take in the room, my jaw drops. Not only does it have twice as much space as the other rooms, but the large circular booth has its own personal small stage with a pole in the middle of it. The lights are pointed right at that pole, and as Daisy shuts and locks the door behind us, I realize the room itself is soundproof. The bumpy, soundproof, walling strips on the doors and walls show that someone can be screaming and there's no way anyone outside this room could hear them.

Before I could let my mind wander to what that means, Daisy pulls me by my wrist and practically throws me on the couch. I look at Daisy's face in bewilderment, and she looks in no way impressed by what I just did out there in the main room.

"Look, Dais, I'm sorry, but I needed to talk-"

"Namjoon!" Daisy interrupts me and has me shutting my mouth altogether with a raise of her hand. "Let's just get this over with, and then you can leave. I told you I didn't want to see you anymore, but with the amount of cash you gave me I have no choice."

Daisy then struts away to one of the cabinets attached to the wall across from me, and I see inside a small music player. I shake my head and rethink her words, so I clarify to her, "I don't want any of that." Daisy looks over at me and raises an eyebrow that shows she doesn't believe me. "Well, not like this. You know I have feelings for you, so don't be unfair."

"Please, stop," Daisy says while she messes with the music player, not looking at me again. Even after the music turns on she continues to mess with the buttons.

I stand up out of my seat. "No, I won't stop! I should have stopped you when I let you drive away, and I should have told you all this before. I -... I love you Daisy."

I hear Daisy quietly gasp, but she says nothing in return. The silence continues to stretch between us, and I hate that she's not only saying anything in return but not facing me as well. I promised myself I would no longer be a coward when it came to Daisy, and I'm not going to start now.

So, with one deep breath, I stomp over to her, spin her around, and slam my lips to hers. The crash of our lips has Daisy's head hitting the cabinet, but I protect her from any damage by putting my hand in her hair, so the cabinet hits my hand instead. I want no harm to ever come to Daisy, even if I have to protect her from such trivial things as her head hitting a cabinet.

I pour all my feelings into that kiss. I don't know how I feel about it - well, her lips feel amazing, and they are as perfect to kiss as I thought they would be - but she's not responding to it. Without pulling back, I say against her lips, "Please, love me back Daisy."

After a hesitant moment, Daisy finally responds to my kiss. She relaxes in my hold and glides her hands up my chest. It feels so good to have her in my arms, and kissing her perfect lips for the first time is like heaven on earth!

Daisy starts to push me backward until my knees buckle back on the couch, and our lips detach when I fall back in my seat. Daisy smirks and nudges my knees to spread them apart with her hand. I don't understand what she's doing until I watch her walk backward until her back hits the pole.

"Wait, Daisy, I-I said I just wanted to talk."

"Then talk," Daisy says with a mischievous smile on her face. "I know you will weather I tell you can or can't, and you gave me enough money for an hour, so... you'll get what you want."

Daisy puts her hand on the pole behind her, but she's still facing me. I heard her words clear as day, but even as I repeat her words over and over again my brain isn't letting me say anything. I have a million questions to ask her, but when her back starts sliding down the pole and she spreads her legs open I forget them all. I forget every question I've been rehearsing for the past week.

Daisy glides her hand from her knee all the way up to her inner thigh. I watch as she slowly rubs at her sheer covered core, and I have to clench my hands on my knees to not let out an embarrassing moan because of the sight.

Daisy stands back up and begins walking around the pole. "I thought you had questions for me, Namjoon. Now it seems you are speechless."

I see the knowing smirk on her face, and I hear the sultry tone of her voice. I now understand what's she doing. She's trying to seduce me into forgetting any of my questions. Maybe even trying to prove that all guys are the same and that I'm just saying I'm in love with her for kicks. But that's far from the truth.

I clear my throat and try my best to ask my first question while she lifts herself on the pole. "W-why won't you be with me Daisy? I think you know I could... that I could take care of you - oh fuck."

Daisy does a split in the air, only holding herself up by her arms on the pole. Making my erection now strain painfully in my pants. I know this is pathetic. Me getting so hard by just seeing what was between her thighs, but when I said I've never been in love, that also included not being very sexual. Besides losing my virginity when I was seventeen to some girl I can't even remember the name of right now, my sexual experience is basically zilch.

"I can't be with you because I'm not a good person."

"Untrue! Your the nicest and sweetest... and honestly most beautiful girl I've ever met," I say breathlessly.

Daisy's full of mischief smile falls with my compliment, but by the way she quietly gasps I know it affected her in a positive way. She then slides down the pole and walks around it again, thinking.

"You don't understand, Namjoon. I'm not a good person for you." She presses her back against the pole again, and then slowly puts her hand at the back of her neck to pull the strings there. All the while saying, "I have sex with guys for money. You don't know what I've done to survive in the past."

Her lingerie falls to the floor, and it takes me a moment to process her words when I see Daisy's naked body for the first time. Her body is more beautiful than any actress I've ever seen in movies. She has an hourglass figure, but her breasts and hips sizes are the types that girls get plastic surgery to have.

I bite my lip, hard. Trying to prevent myself from being who she's expecting me to be. Expecting me to be like any other guy that sees her body. Whipping out their dicks to jerk off to the sight, or maybe even attacking her to get straight to what they truly want. Right now, I'm preventing myself from just rubbing myself through my jeans, especially when she starts rubbing at her nipple in circular motions.

I shake my head of any lustful thoughts of coming and shut my eyes tightly for a moment. I need to concentrate on why I'm here. I can't do that while I'm looking at her naked!

"I don't care what you've done in the past, and the... sex - with guys for money, I can help you out of that life. Please, just let me show you. Let me show you a life where all you have to worry about is what movie we want to watch together, and what color to dye someone's hair at your dream job."

I slowly open my eyes, only glancing once away from her eyes, as Daisy shakes her head and looks down at the floor. I don't know which of my words affected her the most, but something made her sniffle and shed a tear that she quickly swipes away.

"What if I mess up?"

Oh my god, is she really going to take my offer?

"You won't." I stand up and walk up to Daisy until I'm on the mini stage with her. I pick her chin up and stare her right in the eyes as I say, "And if you ever feel like your going to, then I'll help you. I'll help you in any way I can because I love you, Daisy."

Daisy's lip starts to wobble, her last bit of tolerance to not crying about to snap. I take her face in my hands, gently cupping her soft cheeks. "I love you, Daisy," I repeat. "Please, give me the chance to show you."

Without anymore hesitantly, she answers with a nod of her head, and then she bursts out in tears. I have to catch her from falling into a pit of tears when a large ripple of emotions courses through her. I try to only concentrate on keeping her from falling, and not the fact that her naked body is pressed against me. I kiss the top of her head and hold her close to comfort Daisy while she cries.

When her wailing cries become only small sniffles, I move some hair out of her face to behind her ear. Before I could even suggest it, Daisy whispers to me, "Let's go home."

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As much as I wanted to since her little show at the club got me very horny, I didn't think Daisy would want to have sex once we got to my house. In fact, once Daisy walked in the door, I thought she would just want to nap or something, but instead, she pushed me on the couch and jumped me. Smashing our lips together has me finally losing the strength to not moan from the contact.

I only saw her naked body twenty minutes ago, before Daisy quickly put on her jacket and we ran out the back door of the club undetected. She's still in her lingerie, but she has an oversized coat on, covering herself from anyone seeing her basically naked form in public.

For me, on the other hand, she rips her jacket right off without detaching our lips and instead deepens the push of her lips onto mine.

This is all so overwhelming. Having Daisy wrapped in my arms, kissing her so passionately I'm seeing stars, having her almost naked core grinding against my crotch with earnestness. I try to tell her to stop, that I'm about to blow a load in my pants because of what she's doing, but it comes out as gibberish and she keeps kissing me harder and harder.

It's when she takes my hand and puts it under the sheer lingerie, cupping her breast in my hand, that I gasp and cum right in my pants. I pull Daisy's body close to me because I start to lose my vision because of how good it feels.

"Fuck - I'm sorry - fuck," I say against her shoulder when I'm finished embarrassing myself.

Daisy takes my hand off her breast and then wraps her arms around my neck. She giggles at me acting like a horny fool, and then says, "Seems like it's been a while for you."

Daisy nips at my ear, and it had my dick already stirring back to life in my pants. I think Daisy could literally cough right now and I would think it was the sexiest thing in the world.

"Yeah, a long while." Daisy stops nibbling at my ear, then pulls back from me altogether to look at me confused.

"How long exactly is a long while?"

I begin to feel nervous about her question. I know Daisy has loads more experience than me, but I still want her to feel good. I still want to be intimate with her for the first time, and show her how deep my love for her really goes. I'm just worried she won't like my answer to her question.

"Um - well..." Daisy raises a pointed eyebrow, waiting for my answer. "Since I was seventeen."

Daisy gaps, but quickly closes her mouth. Not wanting to further embarrass me since it's clear by my blushing that I already am for admitting this fact.

"Wow. I'll be honest, I'm surprised."

"Is it really that's surprising?"

Daisy smiles and shakes her head. "Yeah, your, well... you."

She gestures to all of me, and I smile with pride when I see a cute little blush raise on Daisy's cheeks. I pull Daisy closer to me by her hips and kiss her softly. It was only a quick peek on the lips, but I poured my truth into it. I want Daisy, and I want all she's willing to give me. Even if she never wanted to have sex with me, and I would forever be that guy that only had sex once when I was seventeen, I would be content as long as I had Daisy close to me.

I tell Daisy all of this, including, "...I love you."

My sweet words don't make Daisy cry this time, but I do see her eyes gloss over. I love how sensitive and emotional Daisy gets. I love knowing I can make her feel this way by my words alone. It makes me want to tell her all the ways she makes me happy, and I hope after tonight she decides to stay with me, so I can show and tell her just how much I love her every day.

I pick Daisy up bridal style, and she gasps at my quick movements. As I'm walking us to our room though, she begins to laugh that contagious laugh of hers, making a dimpled smile form on my face.

I lay her down on my bed and then crawl over her. I kiss both of her cheeks before diving in to kiss her for real. As much as I wish I was as experienced as Daisy, so I could know all the ways to please her, I'm glad Daisy is here with me. I wouldn't want to be intimate like this with anyone else.

I detach myself from her lips and swallow even though my throat is dry. Preparing myself for my next words, "Teach me how to please you, Daisy."

Daisy looks shocked at first, widening her eyes because she didn't expect me to say them. She blinks a few times up at me, then nods her head. For the second time today, I watch Daisy slowly remove her lingerie from her body. This time, I don't try to distract myself and act like a gentleman. Daisy is under me, completely naked, and her beautiful body is on display for me and me only.

I want to touch her, but I'm not sure where she wants me to touch her. Luckily, Daisy is taking her role of the teacher as it is because she takes one of the hands holding me above her, and moves it between my legs. I gasp when I feel how wet Daisy already is. It feels like I'm touching a fricken ocean, she's so wet.

"Sorry, I know I'm really wet. It's kinda a problem."

I shake my head, not being able to form words, and Daisy bites her lip when she feels me start to explore.

I explore her crevices and become a faster learner. I listen for Daisy's heavy breathing and watch her face contort to know which parts of her she wants to be touched. Touching the bundle of nerves and feeling her thighs squeeze my hand when I start to probe at her entrance, seem to be her favorite part. She grabs at my shoulders as my finger smoothly enters her wet folds.

Daisy arches her back and buries her face into the pillow when I probe at one part inside of her. Her muffled moan against the pillow sounds so adorable, and it makes me fill with pride to know I'm making her feel good.

"I-I'm sorry. I'm s-sensitive too." I have to keep myself from humping her leg like a dog, her voice sounded so sexy. Watching Daisy come undone because what I'm touching is super sensitive has me wanting to do more.

I kiss her stomach. "Don't apologize for any of it." I kiss the valley between her breasts and speed up the movements of my fingers. "I think you look and feel really sexy."

I guess I pressed a certain nerve inside of her at that moment because she then arches her back and moans so loud my ears are ringing. Not ringing in a bad way, but ringing because I want to hear that sound on repeat for hours.

Seeing Daisy like this because of me gives me the confidence to take one of her rounded nipples in my mouth. I suck on the bud and hear Daisy moan again in return. She's ripping at my shoulders now, but I'm too focused on the feel of Daisy on my fingers, and her nipple in my mouth to notice she's trying to get my attention.

"N-Namjoon... Namjoon, please look at me." At her words, I detach from her nipple and look up at her tear-filled eyes. "Take this off, please. It's not fair that I'm the only one naked."

Daisy paws at my shirt, and I chuckle at the desperation in her voice. With one swift movement, I strip myself of my shirt. Daisy's blush is as deep as mine while she obviously ogles at my chest and abs. My abs aren't that deeply defined, but Daisy still presses her hand into the muscle and bites her lip when she likes what she feels.

"My turn," Was the only warning I got before Daisy flipped us over. I'm now on my back, and Daisy is startling my thighs. Our cores aren't touching anymore, but instead of holding herself on my chest, she decides to rub her palms across my crotch.

I bite my lip and hiss. Not wanting to make any embarrassing noises from just a simple rub like that. Daisy sees right through me, though. She quickly unbuckles and removes my pants and then my underwear, making my dick bounce onto my stomach when it's finally freed. Daisy licks her lips when she sees me, and I try my best to stop the blush that's wanting to spread to the rest of my skin.

I think she's about to do a million things, and I'm completely okay with any of the scenarios.

Will she put me in her mouth? I've always wondered how those pretty lips would look surrounding me. What about touching it with her hand? Those manicured fingers wrapping around me have been in many of my fantasies before.

Instead, she does neither. She moves so she's now on her knees above me, then gently picks up my member, and aims it at her core. Maybe she wants to get right to the main event, I think. But I'm wrong again. Daisy gently rubs her very wet core onto the tip of my dick, and we both let out uncontrollable moans from the contact.

She feels... perfect. I knew when I only touched her with my fingers that she would feel amazing, but this is fucking ecstasy at its peak. Daisy moves the tip of my dick back and forth between her folds, and I watch wide-eyed as it happens.

I pull at my hair and squeeze my eyes shut because just the sight is making me close to cumming all over again. I take some deep breaths and try to distract myself from the feeling of Daisy's wet pussy rubbing against me, but I repeatedly lose that battle as I watch my tip get closer and closer to entering her.

"God - fuck - Daisy... At this rate your going to have me cumming again!"

Daisy laughs, but it's muffled by another moan out of her when my dick rubs against her clit. She then presses the tip of me right at the center of her core, I watch her take a deep breath, then she slowly sits down until she bottoms out. Making all the nerves in my dick very aware of how good this feels.

I know I look ridiculous, but it feels so good to be inside of her that I'm squeezing the sheets in my hands, I have my head thrown back, and my mouth wide open. Not a sound is coming out of me, but it's because Daisy is taking up all my senses. Not even the mechanism of sound is able to work because of how Daisy feels.

When I - somehow - gain my composure again, I look at Daisy and see she's waiting for me. Waiting for me to give her the go-ahead. It should be me asking her this, but I nod my head regardless.

I watch Daisy slowly pull herself out of me, pause, and then slowly sit back down. I have to hold onto her hips to ground myself when she sits back down. I understand she's going slow so I don't cum right away, but I kinda feel bad that she's most likely feeling no pleasure from this. Although her breathing is going faster each time she sits back down on me, I want to hear her moaning my name like she did when I was fingering her.

So, when Daisy bottoms out, I flip her around back onto her back. I take both of her hands in mine and pin them to the mattress at the side of her head. I then thrust into her fast and deep, hearing the exact reaction from her I wanted.

"Namjoon!" Daisy moans with her eyes closed. I bite my lip and start fucking into her at full speed. Enjoying both the sounds she's making from her mouth and the wetness of her pussy.

I never thought I would fall in love with a girl so perfect. Since she's so wet I'm gliding in and out of her with ease. It's like she was the perfect fit for me. I'm close to cumming, but I try squeezing my fingers in hers and focusing on making her feel good.

It's only when I feel Daisy clench around me like a vice, that I start to lose that composure. Having to slow down and focus on making deep thrusts into one spot that's making her arch her back up into me.

God, she's so beautiful when she does that. She's so beautiful regardless!

"N-Namjoon~" My name on her lips even sounds beautiful. "I'm so close a-ag... don't stop!"

Wasn't planning on it. I let go of one of her hands and scoop her head up by the back of her neck. I smash our lips together and thrust into her like it's the last thing I'll do. Going faster and faster and faster!

But this just tips me over the edge. As Daisy is practically screaming into my mouth, I cum inside of her for the first time. I didn't want to cum yet, but Daisy screaming moans, the feeling of being inside of her, and the deep kiss makes me this way. I spill inside her, and I know it's a lot because I feel some of it jump out and hit my thigh.

After a couple more deep thrusts, I pull completely out of her and collapse on the mattress. We're both sweaty and exhausted messes now. I ask right away, worried about Daisy's state, "D-did I-... did I make you cum?"

Daisy, trying to control her breathing, then turns her head to face me and smiles. "Yes, Namjoon. Twice, actually."

And that answer is music to my ears.

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The next morning, I woke up with my head on something soft and squishy. It wasn't a pillow though, so when I reached my hand out to see what it is, and I realized it had a belly button, my eyes shot open. I slowly pick up my head to not wake the person up, and when I look down to see a topless Daisy, all the memories from last night came flooding back.

Seeing Daisy at Lee club. Daisy pole dancing. Seeing her naked for the first time. Convincing her to leave with me. Us having sex for the first time. The way she moaned my name over and over again!

Oh my god, we had sex last night! Daisy... the most perfect, and beautiful woman who's ever walked this earth... had sex with me.

Even now, looking down at her, I still can't believe it. I lay my hand on her stomach where my head was once laying, and it just proves to me that she's indeed very much there when I lay my cheek on her smooth skin. I hear Daisy make a small moaning noise, so my eyes whip to her face. I move off of her stomach quickly and lay down properly next to her. Laying my head on my hand, so I can watch her slowly wake up.

Daisy squeezes her eyes more shut and shuffles around a little as she lets out a silent yawn. With a few smacks of her lips, she turns her body in my direction. Her eyes open wide when her face hits my bicep.

I now have Daisy's face laying on my arm, and my other hand is laying on the divot between her ribs and hip bone. She blinks as she turns her face to look up at me, and the cutest smile appears on her face, making me form my own smile in return.

I didn't think anything would top my list of cuteness other than puppies, but Daisy in the morning passes puppies with flying colors. She then wraps her arms around my bicep, cuddling that part of my arm, then says in the sweetest morning voice, "Good morning."

I feel like my heart could explode! Yup, I can definitely get used to her being around like this.

"Good morning, honey."

I watch Daisy blush at the pet name, something I'll be doing a lot more now because of this reaction, and I'm in the best mood because of it. But after a few blissful moments of us just cuddling each other, Daisy's smile falls.

"Oh my god, I left Lee club!" She sits up and covers her chest with the blanket. "O-oh my god. I-... I have to text M. I shouldn't have left, I-I-..."

"Daisy!" I practically shout when I realize Daisy is about to have a full-on anxiety attack over leaving Lee club. She turns to look at me, clutching the blanket to her chest like it will somehow protect her. "Relax. Come on, breath with me."

I then start taking deep breaths in and out, and Daisy mirrors me. Eventually, she calms down enough to no longer have to clutch onto the blanket as a lifeline.

"Why are you so worried about leaving there, and who's M?"

At first, I'm a little jealous of this "M" person she's so worried about, but then Daisy explains, "M is my friend. She's the other owner to Lee club, Felix's wife, and I just left her there high and dry."

"Why are you worried about Felix's wife?"

Daisy bites her lip, and she looks like she's about to tell me a deep secret. One that she's not sure she should tell me or not... but she does.

"She's the only reason I'm here. I came to this town with her because not much goes on in the town we lived in, but also because Felix is a really bad guy. Like, I mean, really bad. I came here to make sure he doesn't get all rage filled one day and kill her since no one will notice her missing here. He beats on her and... and... God, I shouldn't have left!"

Daisy puts her face in her hands, defeated.

"Hey, hey, hey now." I take Daisy's face in my hands, and because I can't help myself, I kiss her pouty lips. "If M is really your friend, she'll understand. That shit about Felix though, why doesn't she go to the police?"

Daisy just shakes her head, and I don't push further. It's not my business about what Daisy's friend does with her relationship, but it does worry me a little that Daisy works - used to work - with a guy like that. I knew he had a bad vibe to him, but now Daisy just confirmed the worst of the worst about him.

"I wasn't exactly Felix's favorite person, so he's probably glad I'm gone... I should still text her though."

"Do whatever you think is right."

Daisy then gets out of bed to grab her phone out of her purse, and I'm the lucky guy that gets to watch her strut around naked to do it. When she returns with her phone, she sees me eyeing her and grows a knowing smirk.

I watch as Daisy opens up her phone after sitting down back down on the bed, but she freezes before opening up her messages. She turns and looks at me with eyes full of wonder.

"What's wrong?" I ask her.

"If I do this, like really quit my job, will you keep your promise about getting me a job with your friend and support me until then? I don't need 24/7 care or anything like that, but it's going to be awhile until I'm back on my feet money wise."

What she just said actually brings a smile to my face. I don't think Daisy realizes how much I really love her. "I love you Daisy, and with that I'll do anything you need. You can even move in here... O-only if you want!"

Daisy starts to laugh when I have a mini freak out about asking her to move in, and then she peaks me on the lips. "Yes. I'll move in with you, Namjoon."

"R-really? You don't think it's moving to fast or anything?"

Daisy shakes her head and continues to smile that perfect smile at me. "No, Namjoon. I made up my mind last night about you." She drops her phone on the bed, startles my thighs, and then holds my face in her hands, staring deeply into my eyes as she says,

"And that is I love you too, Namjoon Kim. And I don't want to waste anymore time not being with you."

Holy shit...

I'm the luckiest guy alive!

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Index | Ch.19

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[sehyix]

August Drabbles

Is it my subconscious battling my ego that's causing the fever dreams? I can hardly see you for longer than a minute or two now.

Aug 2, 2022

"If You come into my dreams tonight, I will believe You are calling me within the next two years and this is going to become a reality. If not, I will never record nor pay attention to another dream again."

Aug 3, 2022

I'm passionately explaining to someone why I took the drastic decision I took last night. I don't know this stranger, but I do see that his eyebrows are furrowed as he intently listens. And then I start waving my phone around, telling my captive audience that you are practically unreachable. Your face flashes in my mind twice as I'm making my case. I'm not only dreaming of this conversation, I'm living the conversation. And you just called my bluff.

This just got that much harder.

Aug 5, 2022

I am watching myself smear purple glittery eyeshadow over my eyelids. The me in the mirror is living with my sister, and I'm animatedly telling her about you. About how excited I am that I'm moving out of her place and into my own - Is it with you? And as I try to make sense of it, my eyes widen and the adrenaline sets in. My god, I'm smearing the purple so much as my breathing begins to race. “How did this happen?” I think to myself and like magic, memories flash. We met at a dance class. We clicked instantly. We dance and smile at each other every time. I trust you and you trust me. The excitement and alarm wake me as your face flashes me another smile.

I awake to new pictures of you for the first time in over a year.

Aug 8, 2022

I'm on the roof of a skyscraper and Hun is showing me The Kardashian's newest media grab online. For some reason, he works or had recently worked with them. He's giggling as he shows me how they execute their reels and climbs over the top of the railing. My eyes widen and I breathlessly watch him reach for something on this pole that is sticking out from the building and there is nothing but the street underneath him. We're several stories into the air but he's comfortably leaning onto this pole as he records something and I feel myself choking. It's a few seconds of filming but it feels like a lifetime.

He hits post online and giggles as he makes his way over to me. He's so proud of himself for doing this and acts nonchalant about it. His giggling calms me down and I get immersed into whatever it is that he's telling me when you pop up to my left. You're eager to catch my attention. The me in the dream doesn't know this, but as the person witnessing the dream, I see it in your eyes. You're so eager to talk to your bestie's bestie. You have such a deep fascination and crush on her, don't you?

Hun walks away to go live on his social media and explain to his followers how he filmed the video. You animatedly ask me what had just happened and I calmly explain. I'm so sorry I don't pick up on your body language and miss when your smile and shoulders lower, the me in this dream isn't that into you. But never fear, the me in this dream isn't into Hun either.

Sometime between Aug 3-8, 2022, or sometime between then and today.

I remember nothing else except Chan sitting down in front of me. He's wearing a hoodie and shorts. He's come over to check on me, he says. It's been a while since anyone has, he explains. "Oh," I reply, it's really all I can say, to be honest. You burst into the scene as he nods in confirmation that I am okay. I think you said, "Hey babe! It's been so long since we had a chance to chat..." The heat wakes me up. Are you referring to how long it has been since I last dreamt with you? I'm not sure anymore. Why are you sending your best friends to take care of me in your absence? What happened to us not being together anymore?!!?!

[youknow-igetit]

i’ve always had the headcanon that neil learns how to pole dance and dan helps teach him and i saw someone else post something similar to it (iconic of them, really) and it made me want to elaborate on my hc

some days, neil wakes up and he can’t stand looking in the mirror

he look in the mirror and despite the scars on his face and hands and the vibrant orange hoodie and the chipped nail polish on his hands, all he sees is his father’s eyes and hair and cold smile

so he usually finds himself at the gym building, blasting music in his ears and facing away from the wall of mirrors as he purposefully overworks himself so he’s too exhausted to care about the cold smile that he knows well

either that or he’s in the basement, hitting a punching bag with taped knuckles and pretending that the canvas is his father’s face, lola’s, romero’s, sometimes even his mother’s

one morning he wakes up at four with the phantom pains of hundreds of knives wracking his body

he can’t go back to sleep, so he heads to the gym and picks the lock to the basement

he’s so caught up in his own head that he walks right past the room full of punching bags and opens the door next to it

despite it being in the basement, the room has the same high ceilings as the upper floors, maybe twenty or twenty five feet

there’s no equipment that neil can see in the dark room, nothing except for the mats covering the floor and four vertical poles bolted to the floor and ceiling

he’s confused at first but then... oh

he’d obviously heard of pole dancing as a sport, he remembered seeing the words on the gym directory

but actually seeing the poles, he was kind of intrigued

but he backed out and went into the right room and ran himself down, and despite heaving on the floor, he felt like he could finally breathe

he was exhausted by the time the exy team started trickling into the main gym to do their workouts, but he honestly didn’t care about the stern talking-to kevin was attempting to administer

over the next week, inexplicably, neil’s mind kept going back to the room with the poles. he found himself watching pole dancing competition videos and tutorials and reading articles on different products that help to stay on the pole

on another one of Those Days, he finds himself purposefully breezing right past the boxing room and opening the door to the pole dancing room

he turns on the light, which is still dim, and walks nervously up to the pole in the far right corner

he’s bad at first. not as bad as he thought he’d be, but still bad. youtube isnt exactly the best coach

but he comes back the next day. and the next. and it eventually becomes a regular thing as he becomes better at it. sometimes, when his school workload isn’t heavy, he spends his free periods between classes practicing.

he never sees anyone else there, no matter what time, and he likes it that way. he gets more confident in himself, eventually ending up stripping down to just his briefs as he learns new moves

he doesn’t tell anyone about it. it’s not that he’s ashamed, but the idea of the ex-mafia kid exy player spending his free time pole dancing? it was a little embarrassing

like andrew knows in general where he is at those times but he doesn’t know/care what neil’s doing there. he guesses its just more things to do with exy

and kevin is suspicious but when is he not

but all in all no one finds out

until

one day it’s like three pm and he had the most annoying argument with the TA and he’s still pissed as he descends the stairs to the basement of the gym, just wanting to dance and blow off some steam

he bursts through the door and stops abruptly as the person whirls around

“dan?”

“neil?”

they both kind of just stand there for a moment before neil’s like “sorry, i was--uh, the boxing room is right next to this one and--”

“you were planning on boxing?”

“uh huh”

“in skinny jeans?” dan raised an unimpressed eyebrow

neil glanced down. he was wearing skinny jeans. “um.”

neil shifts nervously. “what are you doing here? nobody ever goes in here.”

“I was just--” dan pauses. “wait, this is where you’re going when you disappear?”

neil rubs the back of his neck. “kinda, yeah”

“kinda or definitely”

so neil tells her everything, about how he’s been going there for months and teaching himself how to dance and whatnot

dan is highkey impressed and asks him if he wants her to teach him anything

“what?”

“I used to be a stripper, neil.”

“oh. right.”

“no, you’re okay. it’s just... i kind of missed it. not the stripper part, but during the day, when the club was closed and my sisters were teaching me. it didn’t feel like it was for anyone. it was for me....it was liberating.”

neil nods. “i get that”

so dan ends up joining in on his practices more often than not

at first neil’s kinda uncomfortable being so physically exposed around someone that wasn’t andrew

but he finds a weird comfort with dan, both of them in just their undergarments swinging around on poles in a big empty room with music playing out of one of their phones

dan ends up teaching neil a bunch of moves she knows, like how to bend over upside-down and spin with just thighs

“and if you twist like this, it shows off your ass”

they also end up talking a lot, about random things, but dan also tells him a lot about her stage sisters and what her high school life was like and in turn neil ends up talking a bit about his life on the run

they also end up talking a lot about their relationships, like how dan learns that andrew likes to snuggle (dan is astounded) and neil learns that matt sleeps with his socks on (neil is apalled)

some of the foxes notice that dan has joined in with neil’s disappearances and she tells them that she’s teaching him “how to be a captain for you assholes. it’s hard fucking work, i’m giving him seminars about you little shits”

but one day matt comes up to neil during practice and he’s like “hey neil can i talk to you”

and neil’s like “you’re talking to me now”

“no i mean like later”

neil’s like ?? but he agrees

after practice everyone leaves the locker room except for matt

he nervously sits down on the bench so once neil’s done he hesitantly sits next to him

“what’s up?”

matt’s acting shifty and weird and isn’t look at neil’s face

“so um, i need you to be honest with me, okay? and i know you wouldn’t do this, but i’ve been having doubts and i just--” matt sighs. “is dan cheating on me with you?”

neil is... absolutely pissed

“what the fuck?!”

“i mean, like, you guys have been disappearing off on your own and then you come back sweaty and flushed--”

“we work out together”

“but she’s always smiling and content after!”

“i literally have a partner”

“that doesn’t stop a lot of people, neil”

“don’t you remember that i don’t swing? dan’s like my sister, matt” neil is surprised when he says it and finds that he’s being truthful. “dan loves you. she’d never hurt you like that. stop selling yourself short.”

matt nods and neil leaves

the next time dan and neil practice together, the next day, dan asks him about matt and neil tells her everything

“i think he’s just paranoid that you’re leaving at the end of the year” neil spins around and hooks his ankles around the pole

“yeah... i’ll talk to him” dan sighs and wraps an arm around the pole and hoists herself up a few inches

“if you’re fine with it, he can come to our next practice”

“you’re sure?” a few weeks ago, neil had told dan how insecure he was about his scars and they both enjoyed the privacy they had at the practice room

“yeah. it’s just matt”

they twirl around for a while, soft music playing from dan’s phone, the artist singing something about being sorry that she fell in love with someone while they were in a hotel room

“what about your boy?” dan asks

“what about him?”

“does he ever doubt you?”

neil shrugs, as well as he can while upside down “we trust each other”

dan thinks for a minute. “are you going to show andrew too?” dan motions to the room with her foot. “i’m fine with it if you are”

so later that day, back at the dorm, neil turns in his bean bag and asks andrew if he wants to come to his and dan’s next practice

andrew replies with a “not particularly”

“don’t you want to see what we do?”

“not really. you don’t ask me to watch renee and i spar.”

“yeah but that’s cause it your guys’ thing. also, dan and i definitely don’t spar”

“it’s still your thing.”

“i wouldn’t ask you to come if i didn’t want you to”

andrew looked at him before saying “you’re insufferable.” neil knew that meant he’d be there

so the next day finds dan and neil leading matt and andrew down their familiar basement path

andrew shows no reaction to the poles except for a quirk in his left eyebrow (neil knows he’s very surprised)

matt, on the other hand, says “this is what you guys have been doing?”

neil nods and takes his shirt and pants off, which leads to another shocked sound out of matt and another raised eyebrow from andrew. (that’s both raised eyebrows. neil’s never done that. he takes it as an achievement. andrew’s eyes tell him not to read too much into it. neil smirks)

andrew leans up against one of the untouched poles as neil talks to matt about liquid chalk as dan takes her own clothes off

matt sits down on the edge of a mat as they start practicing. after a few minutes neil almost forgets that there are two more people in the room than usual, the only giveaway being andrew’s sharp eyes never leaving him and matt’s amazed “ooh”s and “ahh”s

after the alarm on dan’s phone beeped to tell them that their hour and a half were up, matt stood up as the two stepped away from their poles

neil started pulling on his clothes as matt went “I--um--that’s--that was--”

neil picks up his bag and starts walking toward the door, knowing that andrew’s following

“don’t fuck near my pole” he calls, and he can hear dan laugh as he shuts the door

andrew is silent all the way to the dorm

later on the roof, he asks “why?”

neil sighs. “it makes my mind quiet. suspended like that, fifteen feet in the air, the only thing that’s keeping me from falling is me. it’s not like exy, where I have to rely on my teammates. It’s... it’s finding trust in my body.” he looks down at him scarred hands, at the one interlaced with andrew’s. “also my father would never pole dance. neither would my mom. god, she’d be so pissed.”

neil smiles

“what do you think about it?” neil asked as andrew took another drag on his cigarette

“it doesn’t matter what i think”

“it matters to me.”

“I hate you.”

“mmhm. don’t i know it.”

they were quiet as they watched the sun slowly dip over the horizon

“you’re more flexible than i thought”

“what’s that supposed to mean”

“it means i liked it. you are as confident at pole dancing as you are at playing exy.”

“are you telling me that you like when i play exy?”

“shut up. yes or no?” he flicks aside his cigarette at neil’s yes

a few days later, matt apologizes to neil for his assumptions. he ends up convincing neil and dan into entering a pole dancing competition that takes place a few weeks after the championship game

they end up winning third place

(the competition was recorded and put on youtube. neil’s proud. he catches andrew watching the video more than once)

(when kevin finds out about it he practically combusts and tells neil how bad it is for his exy career and what will pro teams think blah blah blah neil doesn’t care)

after dan graduates, neil and her keep up their practices through facetime

the next year they’re able to win first place

#can you tell that i'm fascinated by pole dancing?? #neil josten #dan wilds #matt boyd #andrew minyard #andreil #matt boyd x dan wilds #aftg #aftg hc #andreil hc #all for the game headcanon #pole dancing is so cool i want to know how to do it so badly #why do i have to live in a town of bigots?? #i just think its neat #Also the song I mentioned is 'is there somewhere' by halsey if anyone is interested in knowing #I love Matt but I also think that he's still insecure about being with an actual goddess #This has nothing to do with the post but I hc that Dan proposes to Matt

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𝑫𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 (𝑱𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒀𝒖𝒏𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒐𝒐𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈) 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅

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"Anything else we can get for our most valued regulars?"

The two men waved their hands dismissively at the friendly and energetic owner of the establishment, thanking her for the drinks that were already provided while assuring her they were perfectly content.

"Well if you shall need anything don't hesitate to ask." She reminded them before walking away to attend the other customers and see that everything in the club was running smoothly.

The two men held up their drinks and clinked them against each other before downing them as if it was mere water. Slumping back into the comfortable french style chaise lounge sofa, the shorter mafioso let out a soft and relaxed exhale of breath.

"Well I'd say the whole operation was an absolute success. Don't you agree Yunho?" He tilted his head towards the more impotent one of them, the male swirling the contents of his newly poured drink around his glass cup.

"Indeed. Well done Wooyoung." He raised his glass towards his friend in acknowledgement before bringing the rim of the cup up to his lips.

The two men briefly scanned the spacious hall, occasionally waving or even winking at the more familiar faces that they had become very much acquainted with, sometimes even on a more intimate level that remained a naughty secret between them. Being admirers of beauty and anything aesthetically appealing, they of course had their gazes on the stage that encompassed the majority of the room. Their eyes never failed to take in the gorgeous dancers that were currently moving their bodies to the music playing in the background, some of them showcasing their more erotic side through spins and turns on some of the poles that were placed at various corners of the stage. That sight was always a welcoming one by all the men who went inside the high class club.

"Damn. Who is that?" Wooyoung pointed in the direction of a certain dancer who had caught his attention.

Following his finger, Yunho widened his eyes when he saw who it was that Wooyoung had spotted. She was indeed very captivating. Her movements were very sensual and completely fluid, it was more than obvious her technique was precise. Even her hair seemed to dance along with her body. She'd effortlessly spin around the metal pole as if it was the most natural thing in the world for her. Although she was placed towards the back, she seemed to dominate the stage alone with her presence. She just exuded charisma and eroticism that no doubt had many of the males growing a little problem in their pants thanks to her, Wooyoung and Yunho being no exception. They became lost in the beautiful and fascinating female, falling her charms as if her dance hypnotized them.

It was Yunho who snapped himself out of it when he took a closer look at her face and felt like something was off.

"How old is she? She looks a little... too young." Despite having been involved in the criminal world for years, having seen and committed many illegal acts, Yunho was not tolerant of anything that involved the exploitation of individuals who were too young for such a life.

Realizing he was right, Wooyoung shifted uncomfortably in his seat and cleared his throat. Calling over one of the male waiters, Yunho had to inquire about her.

"What can you tell me about the pretty face right over there?"

Seeing who he was referring to, the male server chuckled.

"Oh. That's Y/N. She's new here, started a few weeks ago but she's already conquered a lot of admirers as you can tell."

Indeed, as they looked around, most men had their eyes trained on her, no doubt imagining what she'd look like if you removed the lace bustier top and butt hugging leather shorts.

"How old is she?" Yunho got to the point.

Understanding what he meant, the server quickly dismissed his fears.

"I don't know exactly but I know for sure she's very much an adult. I'd say very early 20's, although I get that with that innocent looking baby face many wouldn't believe it. Folks seem to dig that though. Angelic face, sinful body? No wonder men are lusting over her."

Glancing over at their respective friend, the two men shared a small smirk between each other before settling back down to continue admiring the pretty girl.

"If you bosses would like, we could arrange a private show with her for you." The male staff offered but Wooyoung shook his head.

"No no, I don't think that will be necessary."

But he found that his resolve would soon come crumbling down when the young female took notice of their gawking towards her. Although she had never seen them before, she enjoyed the way their eyes were raking her body. She made sure not to break eye contact with them as she performed her next set of moves, which became a lot more sultry and risque in nature. She purposefully bent down or over more so her ass and tits would be the main focus of their staring.

"Fuck. I'd love to bend that ass over my lap." Yunho bit down on his bottom lip as one hand slowly rubbed the top of his thigh when she sent a flirtatious wink his way.

"Then why don't we make it come true?"

Calling for the male staff's attention once more, Wooyoung pulled out a large bill and placed it on the empty tray he was holding.

"I think we're going to take you on that offer, that is if the lady doesn't mind."

The staff couldn't help but snort.

"Trust me, I don't think she would mind one bit."

Ushering them to follow him, the male staff led them through the crowd of people that were gathered at the main showroom and down one of the hallways. Wooyoung and Yunho were surprised when instead of taking them to the upstairs private rooms, their guide instead took them down stairs.

"We don't actually tell most people this but our best and most expensive private rooms are actually down here and not upstairs. We only reserve them for V.I.P guests. And there's a bonus.."

The male staff typed in a code into the keypad that kept the entrance to the room locked and opened it up for them to let themselves in.

"There's absolutely no cameras, no rules, and you don't have to worry about anyone hearing anything." The man slyly told them as he walked off and told them to enjoy themselves.

Looking around, indeed the room was even better than the upper ones they had often rented. Not only was it bigger, it had a full bar for them to enjoy, there were multiple couches and they even mounted a pole in the middle of the room. Lilac curtains were strategically placed around to decorate the room which looked marvelous against the blue LED lights that illuminated several parts of the room so everything inside would be clearly visible. They could even make out a faint scent of lavender and vanilla, no doubt infused with pheromones to further enhance sexual arousal.

"No rules he said.... perfect." Wooyoung grinned as he made himself comfortable on one of the couches.

"Just because there are no cameras doesn't mean you can behave as you like. Remember that she'll probably only be here to dance for us and nothing else." Yunho reminded him.

"Relax old man, you know I would never touch a woman without her consent. Lucky me, I'm still handsome .... and rich." Wooyoung laughed slightly as he pulled out a bundle of money from his pocket causing his friend to roll his eyes.

"And what makes you think that is going to entice the young lady to suck your dick? If anything, she'll prefer someone younger and not some... geezer." He poked fun at his friend who looked at him with an unamused face.

"Look who's talking boomer." He scoffed at him.

Both of the men put an end to their small bantering when the door suddenly opened and in came none other than the very object of their fantasies, her stiletto heels clicking against the marble floor. She eyed them up and down with a curious expression, the corners of her mouth curling up just subtly.

"Hello there beautiful." Wooyoung leaned back and took in her figure.

"Good evening gentlemen." She greeted them as she shifted her weight from leg to the other one, her hands placed on her hips respectively.

"Y/N is it?" Yunho inquired as he tried to keep a little more decorum and tried not to stare too much at her.

"Unless you'd prefer to call me something else." She grinned at them with a smoldering expression.

"I'd love to call you mine." Wooyoung put his thoughts out there for the other two occupants in the room to hear, shocking and embarrassing one while the other seemed delighted to hear him say that.

"Wooyoung! Control yourself." Yunho nudged him with his elbow, warning him not to try anything stupid or foolish.

"And tell me then handsome, just how do you want me?"

Both men whipped their heads at her question, wondering if they heard her right.

"Umm- excuse me?" Yunho wanted her to clarify what she meant.

The young dancer took slow and careful steps closer to them, beginning to round the table that stood in between her and the couch they were seated in.

"On my knees, on all fours, against the wall, or laying down, just tell me what position you want me in." She was completely unafraid as she now carefully sat on the table right in front of them, spreading her legs just a little bit, daring them not to gaze in between them which they both ultimately failed in doing.

She was driving them crazy, making them lose every last bit of self control they had. And the way she'd innocently bat her eyelashes at them was not helping their case, it only served to fuel their growing lust for her even more. Wooyoung was about to speak up, but Yunho of course stopped him.

"No-no honey. We just wanted you to keep us some company." He wanted to slap himself for sounding so old fashioned.

Y/N tilted her head at his explanation.

"Keep you company? You mean like this?"

Not expecting her to get up and suddenly straddle his lap, Yunho's eyes shot wide open when her chest was practically pressing against his face. Y/N gently caressed the hair around his temples, not so subtly grinding herself on his tent that was hardening even further. His friend next to him was equally surprised and jealous that it wasn't his lap that the young lady chose to situate herself on.

"Is this what you wanted?"

When Yunho shifted under her and stammered out an incoherent babble of words, Y/N took hold of his hands and placed them on her hips.

"It's ok baby. You can touch me if you want. I don't mind." She encouraged him with a sweet smile on her face.

"I'm not sure I want to..." As soon as he said that, he regretted his words especially after seeing the disheartened look on Y/N's pretty face.

"Well I know for a fact I do so give her to me if you don't want her."

She let out a squeal when she was suddenly pulled of Yunho's lap and instead perched upon one of Wooyoung's strong and muscular thighs. He couldn't stop smiling as his hands rubbed against the sides of her waist.

"So tell me what's a gorgeous and young lady such as yourself doing in a place like this?" He was genuinely curious as to why someone like her would seek out work as an exotic dancer.

"Well it definitely brings in a lot of money, but I'm not going to deny that I do enjoy the attention and stares of some of the patrons like to give me." She answered, her hand reaching over to loosen up the tie around his neck.

"Oh, so you like being a little exhibitionist?" Wooyoung wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"God yes! But my ex boyfriend wasn't a fan of my occupation, hence why he left." She let out a tiny huff at the information.

"Well if you ask him he's an idiot for that. I know if I had a sexy girl like you, I wouldn't mind showing her off a little. Let others admire her like the goddess she is."

As he said those words to her, Wooyoung's fingers slowly peeled the straps of her top off her shoulders, his tips tracing along the outline of her collarbone. Y/N didn't budge when she felt Wooyoung's lips kiss across her shoulder and the side of her neck, she merely tilted her head to the opposite side so it would give him more access to suckle along her smooth skin. Yunho watched all of this with an aching hard on and clenched fist as he realized it could have been him in Wooyoung's position at that moment.

"Truthfully I don't miss him, he was very controlling anyways, but I gotta say...." She bit down on her lip, a bit unsure about continuing her sentence.

"It's ok baby. You can tell us anything you want." Wooyoung assured her as his teeth tugged at her earlobe.

Sucking in a breath she didn't know she was holding, Y/N spilled her secret out.

"I've just been a lot more horny ever since I started this job and I don't have anyone to fuck me like a slut. God I just want a big, fat cock to tear my pussy apart."

Both men looked at each other and exchanged a few suspicious glances before returning their attention back on the girl on Wooyoung's lap.

"Are you horny right now darling?" He asked her as his hand came to the front of her top and started undoing the buttons that ran through the middle.

"If I say yes, will one of you fuck me?" She turned her head to look at Yunho, not wanting him to feel left out. Her hand even reached over so it could brush along the tent in his pants, which he welcomed graciously and even allowed her to palm his hard on as she pleased.

"Oh honey, if you want, we'll both fuck you." Yunho finally spoke up after a long time of staying silent, scooting his body closer to her.

"Please do." She begged them, eyes looking like a pitiful little pup.

Undoing the last button, Wooyoung peeled the top off her, both men releasing groans when her breasts came into view. They looked so soft and smooth and it took everything in them not to take one in each of their mouths and devour them. Getting off of Wooyoung's thigh so she could sit right in between both men, Y/N took one of their hands and set them right on her mounds.

"Touch me, please. I want your guys' hands all over me."

Each one of the men began to squeeze at her tits, Wooyoung opting for a more rough approach, even pinching at her nipples, while Yunho took his time in massaging her flesh, thumb rubbing circles on her hardened peak. Y/N was already loving the two opposite dynamics both men were giving her, it was exactly what she'd been craving in a long time. She threw her head back when Wooyoung stooped down to take the breast he was currently toying with into his mouth, teeth tugging at her tiny bud. She was releasing heavy breaths as he continued to suck at her tender skin, eyes closing as she began to get lost in the pleasure. She nearly whined when she felt Yunho take his hand off her breast, but it was caught in his mouth since he moved his hand from her chest so it could cup her chin. Tilting it towards him, he began to kiss her hungrily. She gratefully welcomed the intrusion of his tongue in her mouth, letting it slither inside of it, taking complete control of her.

Taking advantage of his friend moving his hand away, Wooyoung moved so he was sitting right in front of her. Y/N pryed her legs open so he could be easily accommodated between her body. He moved his mouth to latch onto her other breast, giving it the special attention its twin had already received. He became a little harsher as he began to plaster marks on the underside of her boob and on the top of them. Each time he sank his canines down onto her skin, Y/N would emit a semi pained whimper that was muffled by Yunho's tongue as it swirled against her own wet muscle. Moving further south, Wooyoung began dragging his tongue down her sternum until it reached her belly button. Coming face to face with her leather shorts, Wooyoung grabbed the sides of the fabric before swiftly pulling it down her legs. Y/N shuddered when a small waft of cool air breezed over her wet heat.

"Fucking hell, what a nice and wet pussy you have little lady." Wooyoung stared in amazing at her shining folds that were inviting him to dive in and feast upon their sweet juices.

Pulling away so he could glimpse down at the lady's intimate place, Yunho moaned deeply when he saw what his friend was looking at.

"Fuck we've barely done anything and you're already this wet for us? You flatter us baby." He chuckled as he went back in to continue their makeout session.

Wooyoung's fingers slid around her folds, teasing her as they grazed over her slit, always stopping before they touched her clit. Y/N was yearning to be touched and she did not appreciate the older man's teasing. Yunho of course noticed since her needy whining was being spilled into his mouth.

"Is that a promise?" Wooyoung challenged.

"Wooyoung stop making her wait and eat her out before I shove you to the ground and I finger her cunt until she's squirting all over your face." He warned in between kisses.

Pulling back with a snarl, Yunho stared menacingly at his friend.

"Fucking eat her pussy or I'll get my men to hold you down and make you watch as I fuck her."

Shrugging off Yunho's threat, Wooyoung latched his mouth onto the young female's mound and started fucking it with his tongue. Y/N couldn't help but gasp as Wooyoung's skillful and experienced tongue swirled and sucked along her folds. He made sure to focus most of his attention on her clit, nibbling down on it while making sure he didn't accidentally grazed his teeth onto them.

"You like the way Wooyoung is eating you out baby?" Yunho asked as his large hands cupped your breasts once more, squishing them together as his thumbs toyed with your nipples.

"Yes! Shit! He's amazing!" She gasped out when he gave her a particularly long suck to thank her for her praises, a cocky grin forming.

"Heard that Woo? The little lady is enjoying it." Yunho gushed as he brought one breast up to place kisses on it.

Wooyoung responded with a moan against her pussy, his hands spreading her legs as far as they could go so he could lap reach every inch of flesh with his tongue. He left no place untouched as he practically smothered his face into her juicy core. Y/N's body started to tremble as she felt herself being thrown over the precipice. Yunho kept holding onto her as she began cumming on Wooyoung's face.

"Fuck- oh shit!" She cursed with scrunched eyes as an intense orgasm took over her senses.

Wooyoung didn't detach his mouth from her core until he made certain that she had released all the juices she possibly could, which ultimately ended up swallowed by him since he could not leave a drop to waste. When Y/N came to her senses, she still felt as if she was in a permanent high.

"I've never came from someone eating my pussy out. That was the first time anyone has made me orgasm from one." She admitted rather shyly.

"That's probably because you've only had amateur assholes perform oral on you honey. I've got years of experience. I know what a girl wants when she's getting her sweet pussy eaten out." Wooyoung boasted as he sat down next to her.

"Well I think it's only fair I show my gratitude to you both right?"

Sliding off the couch, Y/N got on her knees and beckoned the men to stand at each of her sides. Lifting her hands up, she began to palm their clothed cocks. She could only imagine how big they were since they already felt pretty packed even in their confinement. Although it was a little hard doing it with one hand, she managed to unzip both of their pants and slowly dragged them down their thighs until she was blessed by the sight of their mature cocks springing forward, fully erect and waiting for her to touch them. Her mouth was agape as she took one in each hand and began pumping them.

"God you're both so big."

Both men let out small laughs at her reaction.

"What? Never seen cocks like ours before baby?" Wooyoung asked.

"Not in person and I've always wanted to be fucked by sizes like yours."

Her hand continued to stroke their lengths. She even went as far as to spit on both of them so it would be easier to glide her hand along their shaft. Although Yunho was definitely the bigger of the two, packing a monster sized cock, Wooyoung was also pretty endowed and she had no doubt that with his cocky attitude he definitely knew how to use his dick in the best way possible. She couldn't help herself and actually brought both of their tips to her mouth. Her tongue alternated between licking Wooyoung's head before giving attention to Yunho's, both of them hissing when they felt her tongue on them. Y/N did not shy away from even slurping one both of them at the same time, opening her mouth as much as it could to fit their heads inside and sucking them in.

"Oh shit! You're such a dirty little girl." Yunho muttered out as his hand came down to pet the top of her head.

"Tell me are you always such a whore for your other customers?" Wooyoung's tone had a slight hint of jealousy at the thought of someone else getting the special treatment they were getting.

"Hmmm no. None of the other people have ever interested me. You guys are the first that made me wanna get a little naughty." She confessed with an innocent smile before taking each of their balls and giving them a few harsh sucks, coating them generously with her saliva. Although it was more than arousing having their young companion jerk them off simultaneously, even giving their slits a couple licks every now and then, the men knew they wanted a little more. They wanted to corrupt the woman in front of them and make a mess all over her.

"You wanna get even more naughty baby?" Yunho's voice dropped down 2 tones as he began taking his shirt off, Wooyoung following suit.

"Yes." She looked between one of the men and then to the other, nearly drooling when she saw their fit abs come into her view.

Lifting her up, Yunho effortlessly sat her back down on the couch.

"Want us to fuck you?" He continued to ask as he and his friend finished stripping themselves out of their clothes.

"Yes! Please fuck me." She encouraged, beckoning them over as she got on all fours for them.

"Well I don't know about you, but I really wanna see what that pretty mouth of hers does, especially after getting a sneak peak." Stepping over to her face, Wooyoung rubbed the tip of his cock along the top of her lip.

Y/N giggled as she took Wooyoung's length in one of her hands once more, pressing kisses along his head. She was so distracted in playing around and teasing Wooyoung that she didn't notice Yunho had placed himself right behind until she felt his bulge rubbing along her ass cheeks.

"I hope you don't mind sweetheart, but I wasn't expecting to get so lucky to be able to fuck a pretty girl such as yourself tonight so I'm afraid I brought no condoms...."

Y/N gasped when she felt a long finger insert itself into her ass.

"So I'm going to have to settle for fucking this other hole of yours." He circled his finger around her hole to further stretch her out, eventually adding a second finger inside her.

"If that's all right with you of course."

Y/N responded with a moan and pushed her butt further back so his fingers could sink deeper in her.

"I'd say it's more than ok with her. Look at how desperate she looks." Wooyoung lightly giggled, tapping the head of his cock against both of her cheeks.

"Open up."

Following his orders, Y/N allowed him to slip himself into her warm and wet mouth, unable to help but groan when he pushed half of his length in.

"What's wrong baby? Can't fit all of me inside?"

Taking it as a challenge, Y/N hollowed her cheeks even further and pushed herself forward until her nose pressed against his pubic bone. Although she choked slightly when she felt him hit the back of her throat, she was still able to swirl her tongue around him and properly accommodate him.

"For someone so young, you sure do seem to have a lot of experience." Wooyoung pointed out as his hands gently caressed her stuffed cheeks.

"That's cause she's nothing but a whore."

Y/N clenched around nothing as she heard Yunho's degradation, humming against Wooyoung's length as she felt his long fingers collect some of her slick and used it as a makeshift lube to spread around her asshole. Making sure she was all prepped and properly stretched out, Yunho took his sizeable dick and very slowly pushed himself into her ass, wanting to savor how her tightness hugged every inch of him. His head was thrown back when he stuffed her ass full of his cock, nails digging into her cheeks as he held back the urge to ram himself brutally and tear her ass up. When he did not move for a few seconds, Y/N grew impatient and pulled herself off him only to stuff him back inside.

"Don't make our pretty baby wait by being gentle Yunho. Can't you see she's desperate to have you break her apart?" Wooyoung smirked as pulled out of her mouth only to force himself back in, holding her head in place before releasing her. Y/N gagged around his cock, a tiny slick of drool falling out of the corners of her mouth.

"Is that what you want? Want us to be rough with you?"

Yunho got a response in the form of a moan around Wooyoung's dick and a tightening around his own cock .

"Ok shit! Yunho you better start fucking her cause I can't hold back anymore."

Not caring to wait and see if his friend would follow his instructions, Wooyoung gripped the back of Y/N's head and started bucking his hips into her mouth. Garbled noises that were muffled by Wooyoung's intrusion were spilling forth out of her, which were further intensified in range when the male behind her likewise started moving.

"Oh shit! You're so tight, you feel amazing little lady." Yunho praised as he slammed his hips onto her ass, watching it smack against his skin and wiggle every time he pounded back into her.

Y/N whimpered when one of Yunho's hands snaked in between her thighs and began to rub circles around her clit, further boosting the feeling they were giving her. With one of them fucking her face and the other one ramming into her ass, she felt so full and stuffed to the brim and she absolutely loved it.

"You enjoying this honey? Are you enjoying as two older men use you as their fuck toy?" Wooyoung's question was met by a loud vibration of her whimpers around him, his cock twitching at the feeling.

"Of course she's enjoying it. She loves getting used and treated as nothing more than a cum bucket." Yunho groaned in a raspy voice. His fingers which were moving earnestly around her bundle of nerves moved to strike them, making their recipient shudder when more stinging slaps were placed on her mound.

Tears of pleasure were rolling down Y/N's eyes as she was being fucked past her limit by the older and dangerous criminals. Never in her life did she actually believe such men like them would fulfill one of her deepest fantasies, yet here she was, gurgling and swallowing around one huge dick while her ass was getting torn apart by an even bigger cock. Not to mention Yunho was making sure she'd be tipped over the edge again as he worked his fingers on her clit, alternating between rubbing harshly against it before slapping it once more. During one of these hard smacks, she began crying out as her body began spasming and bursting out in pleasure, her juices spilling out of her.

"Oh fuck! She's cumming already." Wooyoung's words were becoming more slurred as he felt his own high fast approaching.

"I know. I'm gonna cum-" Yunho grunted as he plunged himself faster in her, his low and deep moans mixing with Wooyoung's higher pitched ones as both men used their pretty dirty dancer to push themselves over the edge, their relentless pace only helping to elongate the orgasm the girl under them was having.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Pulling out with a hiss, Yunho wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped himself furiously until white spurts of cum were being plastered all over her ass cheeks. He didn't stop until he made sure to paint her butt with all the cum he had to give.

Meanwhile, Wooyoung held her head in place as he fucked his own cum down her throat.

"Swallow it all you dirty whore. I don't want you spilling out a single drop. Got it?" He ordered as he spilled his seed into her mouth, which Y/N promptly swallowed as he said to. She kept eye contact throughout the entire process of having him rut his hips against her face, his mouth agape and blurting out swear after swear as he emptied himself in her mouth.

A popping sound was made when he pulled out of her, saliva plastered all over her lips which were red and swollen after the rough treatment they were put through. Both men slumped down on the couch to catch their breath and collect their senses. Yunho was the first one to gain his energy back and began to look for something to clean up, luckily finding a few hand towels near the mini bar. Coming back over where the other two occupants were, he began wiping off the leftover cum on Y/N's ass.

"You doing ok babe?" Yunho wanted to make sure.

"I'm doing wonderful, thank you." She giggled when Yunho pressed a light slap on her ass at her response.

After making sure to clean up properly, Yunho and Wooyoung gathered their clothes and began dressing themselves again while the exotic dancer simply sat there and watched them, lip poked out in a pensive thought.

"Will I see you guys some other night?"

Yunho and Wooyoung looked back and forth between each other and at her.

"Do you wanna see us again?" Wooyoung asked, his hopes getting up.

Y/N smiled at him.

"Of course I do. Just be sure to bring condoms next time. I'd really love to feel you both destroy my pussy next time."

The men chuckled at her bold words.

"Oh baby, it'll be our pleasure."

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[billys-lover]

Hello, you said that we can ask for a ship so...

-she/her

- Actually, I suppose that I'm a funny and loud person. I have a lot of insecurities so the best way for me to communicate with people and hide it (insecurities) is to flirt with people! So, I'm flirty. Despite my kinda bubbly personality, I have anger issues and can hurt people with my words when I don't want to do this.

- I like dancing (pole dance and dancehall), also can't live without music especially kpop. Moreover I'm interested in learning Korean. And I'm feminist.

- I don't care male or female

Sorry for any grammatical mistakes

the way i instantly knew who to ship you with??? i ship you with...

TATUM RILEY!

- you two are best friends and soulmates put into one.

- loves you so much!!!!!

- you're flirty? she loves that.

- she loves the fact that you can flirt with someone and they can genuinely fall for you actually being into them and as soon as you're done, tatum will walk up to you, kiss you, wrap her arms around you, the whole nine yards 

- and the look of pure shock that shows up on their face makes her laugh every. single. time. 

- if you're ever comfortable voicing your insecurities you best believe this girl will be kneeling in front of you, grabbing your face and telling you how beautiful you are inside and out.

- she just loves you more than anything and she hates the fact that you feel this way about yourself

- if you're struggling with your anger a bit, she’ll do everything in the books to make you feel better.

- wanna go shopping? you two can do that! wanna listen to music? for sure! you just want to cuddle? she's more than willing.

- and if you like being alone while you're not in the best mood? that's okay! tate will leave you alone and whenever you're ready to come out you'll be met will tatum and your favorite food!

- if you say something you dont mean while feeling upset, she knows that you dont mean it so please dont get too upset over it!

- you pole dance? she loves that!

- will totally beg to see you dance

- as soon as she sees you dance, pole or dancehall, she will be absolutely fascinated.

- might have to close her mouth cause she's in such shock.

- will 100% learn korean with you! i feel like shes one of those people who would learn 20 different languages just cause! 

#tatum riley x reader #tatum riley smut #tatum riley #rose mcgowan #scream #scream x reader #scream imagine #scream 1996

[heresathreebee]

Old Stomping Ground

[Ava Starr X Female Reader]

Summary: One of the good things to come out of constant alien invasions are the abandoned ruins of New York, and you’re fixing to show Ava your favorite place. Previous Masterlist Next

Tag(s): 13+ | can be reader gender and race neutral reader but is written with woc readers in mind, no-snap au, post-Ant Man and the Wasp, Ava and reader on an adventure in post Avenger's New York, homelessness, alien trees and the power of community.

AN: no-snap au, post-Ant Man and the Wasp. No beta, we die like men. Just you and Ava having a short adventure.

You took three days off of work for this one. Packed two backpacks with food, water, clothes, and other supplies. Bedrolls and bug spray and hiking poles. Ava laughed at your enthusiasm but she seemed to vibrate with excitement right along with you. 

"Can you at least tell me where we're going," she pleaded. 

You ran through the end of the checklist for the third time, trying to be extra careful now that you wouldn't be hoofing it solo. You dodged the question expertly with a "it's not far and it's not dangerous so hush! Learn to enjoy the mystery, babe." 

Ava rolled her eyes playfully but stopped asking and let you finish. After that you ate a hearty breakfast and began your journey north by northwest. In the taxi, your girlfriend's eyes darted from building to building as you turned on every street and you mentally gave up on scolding her. She was too pragmatic to allow for that level of trust yet. 

You were surprised that it took her until you passed the ruins of the daycare you once attended that she whipped her head around to whisper, "is this… Leviathan alley?" 

You shush her but can't keep the excited grin from your face. "It's a bit more than just an alley." 

Once SHIELD was finished stripping for parts and gutting the cybernetically enhanced alien creature left behind in the Battle of New York, the rest was abandoned. The city's been planning to clean up and rebuild but there are scores in the earth where the leviathan crashed and crumbling, precarious buildings that need to be brought down first in the safest way possible. While the city’s been debating how to deal with the destruction, the poor and destitute had moved in and discovered the blood of the chitauri has some very interesting properties. 

"It's like it changes the property of concrete," you explained, climbing over rubble and reaching back to pull her up, "uhg– breaks it down into some kind of hyper fertilizer. There's this copse of trees growing where we think the stomach was and I think in its natural habitat, the creature was probably an omnivore of sorts and may have swallowed thousands of seeds–" 

"That's all very fascinating dear, could you please take this?" Ava shoves a canteen into your hands and cups your hands to bring it closer to your mouth. You've climbed for what feels like miles and hey, you are pretty parched. "Think we'd better rest and eat, maybe look for a safe place to set up camp and… oh, look over there!" 

Ava's sudden whisper makes you turn. It's green in that direction, though this 'alley' is shrouded in darkness due to the dome made from the spine and ribs of the leviathan, the sprigs seem to grow just fine, becoming taller as they moved farther away from you until they began to develop woody stalks and trunks. 

"That's the forest you were talking about," Ava whispered in awe. “I wanna get a closer look.” 

You gently caught her arm. “Camp first, eat. It’ll still be here tomorrow.” 

~ 

Ava didn’t expect you to take her into an encampment. There were two dozen people in tents, an open grill going and laughter. They seemed to recognize you. It was mostly older adults, a few elderly people wrapped in thick blankets and teens walking around asking anyone needed drinks. You grabbed the blanket from your pack and wrapped Ava in it as soon as she found a seat on a slab of concrete. 

"Comfy?" 

Ava smiled up at you, taking the proffered fruit slice from you. "Very." 

She examined the strange fruit. It had a thin violet skin with a spongy white inner layer and pink juice with black seeds  dripping from it. She leabed over your shoulder get a look at the fruit as a whole, and it seemed the pink goop was loose inside the fruit similar to a coconut. 

"Are these from the trees," she asked. 

"Yeah, they're edible don't worry. No side effects we've seen," you assure. 

Ava nods but as she's licking the tangy pink juice you continue, "well except for Nadia but she's a mutant." 

Ava flicks worried green eyes at you and slowly takes the fruit from her mouth. She's already swallowed on reflex so there's no turning back now, only managing whatever weird things would come next. 

"Uh… what do you mean by that?" 

You blink at Ava. "Oh it's not, like, bad or anything. Right, Nadia?" 

A dark skinned girl in an orange beanie looked up from her phone. "What?" 

"Tauri makes you, what, gassy?" 

The man on the grill threw his head back in a laugh and Nadia kicked a rock at you. "Ha hah, you're everybody's favorite clown in the circus. It doesn't make me gassy, you jerk, it makes me smell like roses actually." 

"Oh," Ava said, "that's all?" 

You and Nadia shared a knowing look. "It's strong. Not overpowering but strong like you've got your nose buried in a whole bouquet of them." 

"And your fingers tingle and you make sparkles– " 

"Nadia I think that's just you, baby!" 

People laughed and the conversation died down. Ava let the slip of tauri fruit linger in her grasp until you gently pried it out and ate it yourself. You were side eyeing her but kept your question to yourself and eventually Ava was able to relax. She fell asleep during Nadia's uncle Rodney's story with her head on your shoulder and dreamed of violet things. Violet dresses, violet paint, violet fires, and violet sprigs. 

All you could dream of was the smell of roses so close and so thick you could touch it. 

~

The walk through the natural path as the trees got thicker finally prompted Ava to ask the question that's been plaguing her. "How do you know them? Are they family?" 

You cast a quick glance over your shoulder and slowed your pace to match hers as your fingers tapped the straps of your backpack nervously. "Sort of. They were family when I had no home to go to. Then I got a job with enough money and a stupid good deal on my apartment because I had no priors. 

"Rodney and Jules and some of the others prefer it out here with the forest. Some of them have nowhere else to go or no way to take care of themselves. Nadia's been kicked out of every home she's ever been to, but she won't go to that gifted school for mutants in Westchester county. Can't say I blame her either." 

"School for mutants, eh," Ava said as she trudged on, "interesting." 

You walked along in silence, drinking in the inviting quiet of the forest and the tiny chirps and peeps of its new inhabitants. You'd almost say it would be a shame to tear this place down knowing it's a new natural habitat, but you know New York had a hundred bigger and more pressing issues to deal with right now. As long as any capitalist moguls kept their eyes elsewhere, the new jungle should be fine. 

As the forest becomes denser, you have to pull a rechargeable flashlight out to see the ground beneath you. Black bugs crawl under and over the brush and fallen twigs, and something no bigger than a cat scuttles away out of the path of the light. Ava puts a hand on your arm and you open your mouth to assure her you'd protect her, but as you look at her you realize she's ready to protect you. Arm poised out and eyes darting around for signs of sudden movement from the brush. 

You walk in silence for what feels like an fantastic eternity but when you look at the canopy you stop yourself. Ava looks up to, gently taking a hold of your hand to keep you close and it sends tingles up your arm. She rarely reaches for you but she seems to be growing more and more confident of it. 

Light dances beyond the thicket of the leaves. Green and gold flashes as a soft breeze creates gaps beyond the chitauri rib ceiling and every time a light flashes you feel warmth on your skin like soft little kisses. 

Something wooden creaks, and that creaking quickly turns to snapping. You unconsciously squeeze Ava's fingers as you spot a black tree trunk beginning to fall towards you. Suddenly, Ava's arms are around you and she pulls you down into a duck. 

Everything happens so fast it blinds you. You can't see, can only feel as shivers of warmth and cold jitter through your entire being, drowning you into sensations you've never felt before. It makes you feel fear more than anything. Is this how you die? Cowering? 

When the sounds of falling trees stop, there is only the wind and the rush of Ava's windbreaker against yours. You test your fingers to see if they still work and dig them into her back. Nothing broken, you're still standing if gravity is correct. 

She finally lets you lift your head from her embrace and survey the scene. That tree opened a spot in the canopy for more natural light to pour in which is good because your flashlight was lost among the thick bramble bushes. 

Ava brushes your forehead. "Are you OK?" 

It must be a trick of the light but she looks like she's shimmering. Perhaps you hit your head or something but it seems like you never fell. Your standing just beside the fallen tree but you could have sworn you'd almost felt it go through you. And then…

And then there was the smell of roses. 

"I'm fine," you say at last. "Let's get back, probably shouldn't have come here by ourselves anyways…" 

Ava gives you a look, it almost looks like trepidation. You steel your resolve and press on to retrace your steps, knowing you had a lot of walking to do before you would exit the treeline. 

Ava has powers and you're ok with that. You'll just let her tell you in her own time. 

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[quillsandtypos]

Our Stars Collided- Part 1

THIS IS THE SURPRISE IM WRITING A JATP SERIES AND IM SO EXCITED. This first one kinda sucks at first, but I swear it gets better the more you get into it.

Words: 2.1k

Summary: The reader has been wondering who the phantoms in the band are. But when she comes face to face with a phantom will she get her answers? (This does not follow all the events of the series)

Pairing: Luke x reader

Warnings: none, except bad writing

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You had lunch this period, you were one track minded in that moment, and b-lining for the cafeteria. But as you passed the lockers your half run nearly turned to a stop.

You had made eye contact with none other than the cute boy from Julie's hologram band. Except every single person in the hallway was acting like they couldn't see him. Which in their defense, they probably couldn't, you were probably going insane.

According to Julie they were holograms. But when everyone else had gasped in shock that they had suddenly disappeared, you continued to watch them. And yet no one else noticed. From that moment on you were convinced yourself that it had been a figment of your imagination. Until now, that was.

You figured it might raise suspicion if you continued staring into what everyone else believed to be nothing. So you hid behind a pole and watched.

Julie seemed to be just talking on the phone to everyone else. But you watched as she continued on her conversation with the supposed hologram. Their conversation wasn't anything interesting, it seemed to just be about what song they were playing in a few weeks; and the boy apologized for being somewhat difficult to work with. As you watched, another sophomore, named Nick approached. You peeked around the pole to see where the boy went and saw that he was staring right at you.

You flew back behind your hiding place. You felt your pulse quickening though you weren't sure if it was because you were afraid he'd seen you or for a different reason entirely.

After you'd calmed yourself down you opened your eyes, you saw the boy standing right in front of you, only a couple feet away. You clapped a hand over your mouth to keep yourself from screaming.

Wait, you can see me?" the boy asked. He sounded just as freaked out as you felt.

You nodded your head, with your hand still on your mouth.

The boy's eyes went wide for a moment. But then he looked like he was deep in thought. "Why can you see me?" he asked curiously.

Your expression went blank for a moment. How could you answer a question you didn't even know? Also did someone give you drugs, or was this actually happening?

"I have no idea, also are you even real?" You asked. You reached out to poke his shoulder, and you felt nothing. "Nope, I'm definitely imagining this," you said aloud to yourself.

You turned and started to walk away. "Wait!" the boy yelled.

"Yes, imaginary person who I have probably made up in my head?" you asked.

He talked as he walked to catch up with you. "I'm real, I'm very, very real. I'm just also dead."

You crossed your arms and faced him. "So you're a ghost?" you asked.

"Yes."

You crossed your arms. "So prove it, how do I know you're not a figment of my imagination?"

The boy paused for a moment to think. "Umm I know there's a student named Julie that goes here and she has fourth period dance class, and you probably don't know that, so how would a figment of your imagination know that?" After finishing his trail of thought the boy looked over at you with a hopeful smile.

You thought over it for a moment which was mildly difficult with that face looking at you. "Yeah, okay, that adds up I suppose." His smile turned into a slight smugness that he had convinced you.

"See, I told you I was real."

You pushed down the heat attempting to rise to your cheeks.

"But how?" you asked.

"Wellllllllll that's a little bit more of a complicated question," Luke explained, as he itched the back of his head.

Somehow, you were still getting more confused. "How is it complicated?"

"That's kinda a long story. But, I can explain some of it," he offered.

You gestured to him that the floor was his.

"Oh, not right now because I'm pretty sure I've made like at least five people think you're crazy already." He gestured around to people at their lockers who were staring at you.

"But I can tell you later, if you meet me at Julie's house, after school," he promised.

"Okay, yeah, I'm not doing anything, and I've been there before so I know where it is," you agreed.

"Cool! I never caught your name by the way," he mentioned.

"Oh it's y/n, and you are?"

"Luke, and I'll see you then!" He waved at you and in a poof he was gone.

It was definitely not a normal way to start your lunch. But you supposed that from the day that they had performed your life hadn't been normal.

Three hours later you found yourself standing in front of Julie Molina's house. You were silently hoping that this was the right house, because that would be a very interesting conversation if it wasn't. Luckily enough, Julie was the one who opened the door.

"Hi, um I'm here to see Luke?" you hesitantly asked.

"Oh yeah, he told me about you, come on I’ll show you where he is.” She closed the door and started leading you through a garden, as you tried not to read too deeply into what she had said. Eventually, you walked down a set of steps to some sort of studio. As she opened the wide white entrance doors you saw all three of the guys you had watched play with Julie a week ago.

You stood in shock for a moment. So you hadn’t been seeing things! You only came back to reality when you heard Julie say your name.

“Meet Reggie, Alex, and you already met Luke. So Reggie and Alex, meet y/n,” she introduced.

“Hello!” Reggie waved.

“Hi,” said Alex.

“Hi,” you responded.

“So now is your time to ask questions without someone thinking you are going insane,” Luke offered, as he sat down on a couch.

“Okay, so you guys are ghosts, right?”

The three all nodded their heads.

“But for some reason Julie and I can see you?” you observed.

“Yes, but we don’t actually know the reason for that. Or to a lot of things for that matter. But we think it might mean that you two are related to our pasts in some sort of way,” the one you remembered to be Alex, suggested.

“Okay, interesting. Do you know why people can see you when you play?” you inquired.

“No, I mean we think it’s because we are connected to Julie and that we are still connected with music, but other than that we have no idea,” Luke said.

You continued asking them questions for quite some time, until you couldn’t think of anything anymore. Granted, there was still a lot you didn’t know, but that was fine with you. Afterall, asking someone how they died felt a little too personal; even if they did make you think you were losing your mind for a week straight.

Eventually your conversation diverged into other matters like school, and music, and of course food.

“You play the guitar?” Luke asked in surprise.

You turned to him from a conversation you were having with Alex. “I mean, I’m not as good as you, but yes,” you admitted.

“Wait, you play guitar TOO?” Reggie asked in awe.

You had to laugh at the sudden fascination with you. “Yes, I do.”

Reggie seemed to be ecstatic. “You have to play something; here, use Luke’s guitar,” he offered.

Alex lightly slapped his arm and you watched the corner of your eye as Luke muttered something along the lines of what the hell Reggie.

“It’s okay, I don’t wanna steal someone else’s equipment, and I usually only play in my room by myself. Besides, you probably don’t wanna hear me anyways,” you pointed out.

“You don’t have to play, but that’s b.s. I’ve heard you’d play and you’re obviously talented,” Julie chimed in. You were slightly embarrassed but you accepted the compliment. Soon enough your conversation died down and it was decided that you should probably head back home as it was getting late. You waved goodbye to the boys and told Julie you would see her tomorrow.

As you ate supper, you realized that even though you had one of the most eventful days in history you could tell no one about it, including your family. Otherwise they would think you were just as insane as you thought you were. But you supposed there were worse problems to have then knowing a band that you couldn’t talk about.

As you got ready for bed you decided to bring out your acoustic guitar.

You started strumming before realizing there was a particular song you hadn’t played in a long while. It took you a couple attempts to remember the fingering for it, but once you did the music started to flow out of you.

“When the rain is blowing in your face, and the whole world is on your case. I could offer you a warm embrace to make you feel my love.”

You then jumped to the melody at a higher octave. You decided to go all out and sing it to your heart's content.

“I know you haven’t made your mind up yet, but I would never do you wrong. I’ve known it from the moment that we met. No doubt in my mind where you belong.”

You strummed a couple more chords before placing your guitar down. You turned around and came inches away from Luke’s face.

“Shit!” you yelled on instinct. You paused for a moment to make sure no one had heard you, but you didn’t hear anything.

“What are you two doing here?” you hissed.

Reggie was the first to open his mouth. “Well uh you see here, we actually have a very good reason for being here. Yep, and Luke’s going to tell you that reason.” He clapped his bandmate on the shoulder, and Luke glared at him.

“Y/n I’m really sorry, but he really wanted to hear you play. And I was super curious too, and we just couldn’t resist,” Luke apologized.

You took a look at them still wanting to be mad, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. They looked not unlike sad puppies.

You fake sighed, but you couldn’t fight the smile on your face. “I guess I can let you guys off the hook this time.”

“I swear it won’t happen again,” Reggie promised.

“Next time just knock instead of scaring the shit out of me, okay?” you asked.

“You got it, though I can’t say we won’t scare you. I mean we are ghosts,” Luke teased, with a glint in his eyes that you couldn’t figure out.

You amusedly rolled your eyes at him, “Whatever, Luke.”

The next day you couldn’t really focus on your clases. All you could think about were theories on why you could see Alex, Reggie, and Luke and why everyone else couldn’t. By the time lunch rolled around you were very thankful Julie was in the same lunch period as you.

“Hey!” she greeted you.

“What’s up?” you asked, shutting your locker.

“Just something I want to show you, follow me,” she gestured. You didn’t know where she was taking you but you just shrugged and went with it. She led you over to the next set of lockers and down a set of steps to a pretty much vacant part of the school. And once you turned the corner you heard a very loud ‘surprise!’

“Aeeehp!” you yelled in shock.

“Oh my god, you guys have got to stop doing that,” you said to the three.

“Yeah, they never do,” Julie sighed.

“But anyways, we brought you down here to tell you, drumroll please?” Julie requested.

They all started stomping their feet.

“We want you to join Julie and the Phantoms!” Alex announced.

“Wait, what?” you excitedly asked.

“Well after the little stunt that Luke and Reggie pulled, which I do not approve of by the way,” she sent a glare back at the two of them, “we had a band meeting and decided that we want you in the band, that is of course if you want to be in the band?”

You were positively beaming. “Yes of course I do! But what do you want me to do? You already have two singers and an electric guitarist.”

“Well we always have room for more singing, and I’m just lead guitar. We used to have three guitars in sunset curve, so why not in Julie and the Phantoms?” Luke questioned.

“I’m game if you guys are.”

“So you’re in?” Reggie asked.

You smiled brightly, “I’m so in.”

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[imagineslashers]

Can I get a ship?I'm a Pansexual female 5'9" curly brown hair,dark brown eyes,I have psychosis and depression,I like hiking and reading specifically sci-fi and fantasy,I have lots of freckles,I have a large burn scar on my left hand from a cooking accident,I love taking pictures and I wanna learn how to pole dance I also really like cuddles.My favorite slashers are John Kramer,Leatherface,Jason,Michael Myers,Amanda Young,Freddy krueger,Hannibal Lector and Billy Loomis.Love your blog keep it up😄

Of course! Sorry about the delay! Also, ships are now closed but I’ll do them again sometime in the future!

For you I suggest Hannibal Lector! He loves your little quirks and your curly hair, especially trying to calm it down into a pretty arrangement of braids or buns (but he loves the wild curls just as much). Hannibal enjoys reading with you, or to you, and he always knows the best spots for hiking where the aura is quiet and the view is incredible. He tolerates you taking pictures and often makes a face when you try to take some of him, rolling his eyes, but if you catch him in a good mood he’ll pose for you. Hannibal much prefers to turn the tables and photograph everything from your freckles to your scars and everything in between. Your idea of pole dancing makes his eyebrows raise, but he’s fascinated by the ways in which the dancers can move and manipulate their bodies, exciting him for the idea of seeing you in such graceful motions.

Headcanon: He is very protective of you, and the most supportive boyfriend you could ever ask for! Hannibal goes above and beyond for you, always, especially since he is very good at detecting when you’re down with your mentality. Sometimes he just lets you cuddle up with him and he’ll smooth your hair whilst you tell him about your day, or what may be bothering you. Anyone who upsets you may end up in a bad place, but at least you’ll have a lovely meal that night!

thank you for your submission/love. xx