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drvscarlett · 1 month

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The Tortured Drivers' Department

— combining another one of my favorites. I'll be taking notes and writing fics about which TTPD song do I associate with the drivers ( + I will be including the retired ones). This is the main list and I'll be linking them when I finished writing them. Let me know if you wanna be tagged

Also give TTPD a listen. Its so beautiful and a masterpiece

Fortnight

— i love you, its ruining my life (Lewis Hamilton x Mercedes!reader)

The Tortured Poets Department

— At dinner you take my ring off my middle finger and put it on the one people put wedding rings on. And that's the closest I've come to my heart exploding (Pierre Gasly x ex!reader)

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys

— 'Cause he took me out of my box, stole my tortured heart left all these broken parts (Lando Norris x reader)

Down Bad

— Fuck it if I can't have him (Charles Leclerc x kpop idol!reader)

So Long, London

— You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? (George Russell x secret girlfriend! reader)

But Daddy I Love Him

— "I'm having his baby" No, I'm not, but you should see your faces (Alex Albon x Horner!reader)

Fresh Out the Slammer

— Now, pretty baby, I'm runnin' back home to you (Esteban Ocon x childhood bestfriend!reader)

Florida!!! (feat. Florence + the Machine)

—I need to forget, so take me to Florida (Logan Sargeant x heiress!reader)

Guilty as Sin?

—What if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind? (Oscar Piastri x bestfriend!reader)

Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?

— I was tame, I was gentle till the circus life made me mean (Nico Rosberg x Lewis Hamilton)

I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

— they shake their heads, saying, "God help her" when I tell 'em he's my man (Daniel Ricciardo x longtime girlfriend!reader)

loml

— Oh, what a valiant roar. What a bland goodbye. The coward claimed he was a lion (Max Verstappen x childhood sweetheart!reader)

I Can Do It With a Broken Heart

— Lights, camera, bitch, smile (Zhou Guanyu x model!reader)

The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

— And I'll forget you, but I'll never forgive (Yuki Tsunoda x Actress!reader)

The Alchemy

—'Cause the sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me (Kimi Räikkönen x assistant!reader)

Clara Bow

— This town is fake, but you're the real thing (Sebastian Vettel x Ferrari heir!reader)

The Black Dog

— I am someone who, until recent events you shared your secrets with (Mick Schumacher x driver!reader

imgonnagetyouback

— I'm an Aston Martin that you steered straight into the ditch (Fernando Alonso x wife!reader)

The Albatross

— She's the albatross, she is here to destroy you (Jenson Button x revenger!reader)

Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus

—So if I sell my apartment and you have some kids with an internet starlet. Will that make your memory fade from this scarlet maroon? (Carlos Sainz x Vasseur!reader)

How Did It End?

— The deflation of our dreaming leaving me bereft and reeling (Logan Sargeant x Oscar Piastri)

So High School

—You knew what you wanted, and, boy, you got her (Charles Leclerc x reader ft Max Verstappen x childhood friend!reader)

I Hate It Here

—I hate it here so I will go to secret gardens in my mind (Kimi Räikkönen x interviewer! reader)

thanK you aIMee

— And then she wrote headlines in the local paper laughing at each baby step I'd take (Mark Webber x reader)

I Look in People’s Windows

—What if your eyes looked up and met mine one more time (Sebastian Vettel x reader)

The Prophecy

—Don't want money, just someone who wants my company (Pierre Gasly x politician's daughter!reader)

Cassandra

—So they killed Cassandra first cause she feared the worst (Lewis Hamilton x wife!reader)

Peter

— Forgive me, Peter, please know that I tried to hold onto the days when you were mine (Lando Norris x reader)

The Bolter

— "Oh, we must stop meeting like this" (Max Verstappen x hollywood starlet!reader)

Robin

— You have no room in your dreams for regrets (Oscar Piastri x girlfriend!reader)

The Manuscript

—One last souvenir from my trip to your shores. Now and then I re-read the manuscript. But the story isn't mine anymore (Carlos Sainz x McLaren employee!reader)

#f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 masterlist #max verstappen x reader #lance stroll x reader #charles leclerc x reader #carlos sainz x reader #fernando alonso x reader #jenson button x reader #sebastian vettel x reader

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cupid-styles · 4 months

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can you do a blurb about alpha harry freaking out when yn comes to his place smelling like another alpha (she hugged one or bumped into one or something) and being all grumpy and wanting to get rid of it 🤭

oh absolutelyyyyy we love our possessive frat alpha harry!!!! this is on the shorter side but part two will be the mating blurb😙😙

word count: less than 1,000

content warnings: a/o/b content (mentions of knotting/spicy but no smut), harry being jealous and possessive

frat alpha harry concept tag

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Harry wrinkles his nose the second Y/N steps into his bedroom.

"You reek."

It comes out without him even thinking about it, Y/N's jaw immediately dropping as she whips around, a shocked expression on her face.

"Sorry— sorry, that was rude," he mumbles, raising his hand to tug at his messy curls, "It's just— you smell like another alpha. A different one... like, not me."

"You could've stopped at 'another alpha.' I got it then."

He's currently resisting the urge to plug his nose — all he wants to do is throw her over his shoulder and put her in the shower, washing away the fragrance of whoever she'd been around, and scenting her until he couldn't tell who was who. The thought of his omega girl smelling like an alpha that wasn't him made him feel physically sick, bile rising in his throat as the smell continues to permeate his small bedroom.

"Who were you with?" he demands, any attempt at niceties being thrown out the window. It was difficult for him not to get increasingly aggressive the more she stood there, arms crossed over her chest like this whole thing wasn't making Harry sick.

"I told you, I had to work on a group project with some people from my humanities lecture. I just spent, like, three hours in the library with them."

"And were you sitting in a nest of their stuff or something?"

Y/N sends him an annoyed glare, toeing her shoes off in the entry of his room. There's still a decent distance between them, Harry all the way on the other side with an irritated wrinkle formed between his brows.

"Harry, you know I wasn't," she lets out a frustrated sigh, running a hand over her face. "I'm exhausted. I don't wanna argue about this, you know it's not my fault."

The genuine response strikes a chord within him and he suddenly feels awful for accusing of her doing anything that would purposely cause her scent to alter. He swallows harshly, trying to push away his natural alpha instincts in favor or apologizing to his girl.

"I'm sorry," he mumbles, eyes falling to the carpeted floor. "You're right, it's not your fault. It just... pisses me off."

"I know it does. I'm sorry, too. I could've gone home and showered before I came over."

Harry shrugs, though his heart twitches at the thought of her natural fragrance: sweet and woody, nostalgic and comforting. The only thing he ever wants to smell for the rest of his life.

"But... you know," she says softly, a flirtatious lilt to her voice, "No alpha would even think about getting close to me if I had a pretty bite mark on my neck."

A breathy chuckle leaves Harry. "I know, baby. You deserve more than just a random night in this shitty frat house, though."

"I don't care, though—"

"I know you don't, but I do," he murmurs lowly, taking a step towards her. "You're my mate, yeah? Wanna make it perfect."

He lifts his thumb to pluck at her bottom lip.

"Are you gonna let me make it perfect for you?"

The sentiment makes her feel melty and weak in the knees, so all she's able to do is nod her head slowly. He smiles.

"There's my good omega," he says, and her stomach starts to feel like Jell-O. It's always this way when his voice starts to lower and he speaks to her as if she's the only person in the world. She gets tunnel vision, like he's the sole focus of her attention, and it'll only ever be that way.

"How will you make it perfect?" she manages to whisper out.

"Hmm," he hums, tilting his head slightly as he contemplates her question. "Think I'll take you on a trip somewhere. Maybe somewhere tropical so you can walk around in those pretty bathing suits I know you're dying to wear," she blushes, and it makes him chuckle. "I'll spend the whole day spoiling you. We'll lay out on the beach and I'll put sunscreen all over that perfect body of yours. And when we get tired, I'll carry you back to our room."

Her breath hitches in her throat, the imagery clear as day in her head as he speaks.

"Won't even care if your hair's dirty from the ocean or you have sand everywhere— I'll kiss every inch of your body, hm?" he presses a kiss just below her ear lobe and she shivers. "Stick my tongue in that cute pussy and make you squirt over and over until you're begging for me to mate you. Make sure you cum plenty before I put my cock inside of you and fuck you 'til you're all swollen with my knot."

He catches her ear between his teeth, biting gently. He can smell the arousal slicking in her panties and the warmth radiating from her desperate pussy. "And then... when you're shivering and shaking the way you do, I'll bite you. Make you my pretty fuckin' omega girl with the sweetest bite mark on your neck."

She swallows loudly and he hums, giving her hip a small squeeze.

"Now go take a shower. I need to scent you before I go insane."

#bestie asks #writing #abo harry

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bonny-kookoo · 8 months

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Jungkook

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞♡𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬 🔞 [Needy]

Who said every omega needs an alpha?

Tags/Warnings: Omega!Jungkook, Omega!Reader, Omega!Jimin, Mentioned Alpha!Yoongi, Stereotypes, Friends to lovers, Major Fluff, Romance, Slight angst, IUD mentioned, I repeat, this is bare sex but still protected, Don't be stupid in real life, penetrative sex, implied breeding kink, knotting, implied oral, kook breaks the sofa but keeps going oops

Length: 2k? I think so.

Main work

This belongs to a different Oneshot, but can be read on its own.

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Something that Jungkook has proven to you, is that he is a way better lover than anyone you've ever had before.

And another thing both of you are facing nowadays, is the more.. upsetting part of your relationship, at least in the way it's viewed by others.

Like an invitation.

You can't go to any club or bar without being watched- mainly since Jungkook doesn't make it a secret that he's head over heels in love with you. And that in itself isn't new- omega on omega relationships are becoming more and more common, just like any other random pairing of sub-genders. But that doesn't mean that the sexualization of it doesn't still happen.

It's not taken seriously- mainly by alphas.

Seen as a connection made simply out of desperation and need, you're constantly approached by alpha's who think they can 'give you what you need'- when in reality, you both already have all you could ever want.

But you're still seen as nothing but two lost souls who are in need of guidance.

Sometimes, you wonder how Jungkook can stay so confident and strong when his masculinity and most of all role as your partner is constantly challenged. As if he's not the right fit for you, he's always dismissed as nothing but a current temporary fix for your lack of an appropriate partner. You're not sure if he's just silently suffering from these words and actions- or if he's really that strong.

Maybe the answer is in the heated kisses he offers you inside of his car every time you leave some sort of social setting where something like that has occurred. Maybe the answer is in the desperate way he touches you after such events, in the sheer need to have you close and marked up.

Maybe he's not at all unaffected- but he just knows how to reassure himself.

"Why don't you wanna go out with Yoongi and the others?" Jungkook wonders innocently, hugging you from behind. "Jimin's there too." He tries to remind you, but you shake your head.

"I don't like going to those clubs." You mumble, having learned to be honest and upfront with Jungkook. "I don't know, I just don't wanna." You shrug.

"It's cause of them, isn't it?" He asks, sitting on the kitchen counter, watching your shoulders slump down, hands holding your cup of juice. "Does it bother you?" Jungkook asks, and you want to shake your head- but he wasn't finished in his sentence.

"Does it bother you that I'm not an alpha?" He asks, and you look at him, and spot something you didn't think you would.

He's not looking at you, but at your lips. He's avoiding eye-contact. He's pretending to be confident.

"No." You shake your head, walking closer to him after putting the empty cup in the sink, moving between his legs to hug his body and lean your head against his stomach. "It bothers me that it bothers everyone else." You instead mumble. "It's not fair."

"Do you think you'd feel better going out if you had an alpha partner?" Jungkook asks, hand on your shoulder, always caring, always soft, always gentle.

"No." You deny.

"No?" He asks, and you shake your head.

"Because then it wouldn't be you."

At that, Jungkook jumps from the counter, walks you back until your back hits the small table in the kitchen, his hands holding your cheeks, before he kisses you, hungry, a smile interrupting him constantly as his piercings touch your lips, colder than the rest of him. "You're so sweet." He chuckles, eyes hooded, but full of warmth. "I love you so much." He purrs, before he captures your lips once more, needing to be closer again, grip on the back of your thighs enough of a signal to you to jump up into his grasp, as he walks you barely to the couch in the living room, where you both almost trip and fall.

This is where you want to be. You don't ever need to leave this apartment, as long as Jungkook's here.

"Would you like to spend your heat with me?" He asks mostly through a breath, while he runs his lips over your neck, hands already eager to rid you of your clothes.

"Yes." you breathe out, because of course you want to. There's no one else you'd want to spend it with, after all.

You don't need an alpha.

You just need him.

"Hm my timing could be better, huh?" He chuckles amused, hands sneaking into your shorts to push them down, not bothering to push them far enough for you to really properly get out of them- fabric caught at your ankles, along with your underwear. "I'll ask you later.." He purrs, hand between your legs. "...after I made sure you're stuffed full of my cum." He tells you with no shame, licking his lips.

So he knows.

"It was supposed to be a surprise." You whine, and he laughs openly, biting impishly at your mark he's left. It'll never stay forever unless he renews it time after time- a downside to him not having any alpha-genes in himself. But he would mark you up even if he didn't have to.

Because it's a promise he will give you time and time again.

A promise he'll receive from you as well, time and time again.

"Gotta get better at hiding things from me then, pretty baby." He chuckles, sucking marks onto your collarbone. "Or.. maybe not." He shrugs, adjusting himself while his hand works you up for him, when your hands sneak up his shirt.

"I don't wanna hide from you." You say, and he smiles, looking at you before he leans back to pull his shirt over his head.

"And I wouldn't ever want that either." He hums, kissing you again. "But-" He interrupts himself. "-You could've told me baby. I heard it hurts a lot to get it." He worries, and you shrug, moving your back a bit up so he can help you out of your sweater.

"It did." You say, as you remember the pain. "They said it wouldn't. But it really did." You tell him, and he playfully pouts, feigning worry.

"Oh my poor baby, doing all of that just so I can breed her.." He chuckles, joking while you roll your eyes. "But really." Jungkook says, now a little more serious. "Next time you wanna do stuff like this- tell me."

"I wanna get my nipples pierced, maybe." You blurt out bluntly, and his eyes grow wide like two moons, hands stilling in the act of undoing the belt of his jeans.

"Really?" He asks, resuming his task, standing up to step out of his pants, before he rids himself of his underwear as well.

"Yeah." You nod. "There's cute jewelry for it." You hum, watching him get close again, leaning over you, palms grabbing at your tits as if to imagine it.

"I can see it suiting you well." He nods, leaning back to admire your chest in his hands. "Two little hearts. Pink gemstones." He tilts his head a little, thumbs running over your by now hardened nipples. "Hm, the more I think about it, the better it gets." He laughs, especially when he notices you growing restless from his antics, and the shameless display of his already twitching length.

How can he act so unbothered when he's clearly hard and leaking already?

"Koo!" You complain, feet reaching for him, and he laughs.

"Very cute." He comments, aligning himself at your entrance, covering the tip in your arousal. "But I think I wanna hear you say my name a little different.." He growls down at you, boldly licking at your neck before he pushes himself inside, a sigh escaping him at the feeling of you bare.

Who said you need an alpha?

By now he knows how much you can take- how you like it, even though he's still interested in trying out new things every single time. This time however, he's chasing a different thing, other than seeing you fucked out-

because with your IUD in place, he can finally, truly, claim you as his, and present a new kind of possession over you wherever you go. A different smell that he knows every alpha will be aware of-

a sign to back off, because you're not up for grabs, and neither is he.

The feeling of you without any kind of barrier makes him dizzy- causes his mind to fog up like the windows of his car that one time you two had sex in it and almost broke something in the process. He can't help himself.

He's a strong guy, and he puts his all into his love for you- the physical aspects, as well as the emotional ones.

And maybe that's why he should be aware of the way the old couch is protesting rather loudly against his hands bracing his body against the siderest, item of furniture not meant to be tested to this degree- at least not anymore, after it's already way too long lifetime.

But he can't bring himself to care, instead mesmerized by his dick entirely coated by your arousal, clear strands of it keeping his pelvis connected to you, sounds obscene between the two of you.

Your heats are close, after all. It's no wonder your body is reacting like this.

It'll be surely a test once he actually goes through the whole ordeal with him. Because down the line, he won't be able to fully give you what an alpha would be able to. And neither can you.

Will you somehow manage, still?

You don't care.

Right now he's pushing his hips as deep as they can go, jaw clenched, growls escaping him while you grip his arms, fingers digging into his biceps.

And then, something crunches- Jungkook's instincts catching him just in time to instead hold himself up with his hands next to your head, mind unable to really care right now what exactly he broke on the small sofa-

because he's so goddamn close. He can't stop now- he'll fuck you on the floor if he has to, but he needs to keep going.

It's another hint at his own heat approaching. Because actually knotting you is becoming harder and harder to do without the proper hormones being released.

"Jungkook-" You whine, and he nods, well aware, knowing that you're already coming undone beneath him, core clenching around his cock buried deep inside- but he's still just clawing at the very edge, unable to fall off. "-It's-" You start, but he shakes his head.

Stubborn.

He doesn't need an alpha. He needs you, no one else.

"I can." He growls, cutting you off in frustration, sweat building from the effort he puts into his thrusts, eyes closed. "I can.!" He grits out between clenched teeth-

and in that moment, you have an idea, pulling him down by his neck before you bite him back, marking his neck.

And it does the trip, if his drawn out whimper is anything to go by, knot swelling as he pushes himself in deep, cum coating your insides, filling you up.

You're breathing heavily, as Jungkook adjusts you both to lay down somewhat comfortably.

"What was that sound?" You wonder quietly, fingers playing with his hair.

"Me cumming or the sofa breaking?" He chuckles, clearly on cloud nine now that he's satisfied.

"You broke the sofa?" You worry, and he laughs.

"I think? I'm not sure." He shrugs, legs pulling you closer. "I'll check after I cleaned you up." He hums against your lips, and you giggle.

"I can just go clean up myself while you fix the sofa." You suggest- though his eyes are sharp and dark with desire, still.

"That's not the way I want to clean you up though, pretty baby." He purrs-

causing your own arousal to be set aflame again.

...though you do end up changing furniture, no longer trusting the old sofa to go through another round.

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #jungkook imagine #jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook imagine #hybrid imagine #bts smut #bts jungkook imagine #jungkook smut #jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook fanfic

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walking-simp · 4 months

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not a request per se but i just felt like asking. which non-sexual turn ons do you thing sigma would have?

you can also replace sigma with any other character, i just thought of him cause i know you like him best lol

Tags: mentions of NSFW, but no specific descriptions of it. Sigma and Dazai being whipped for you, fluff, kinda self-indulgent

OKAY OKAY UHHMMMM

Sigma, Dazai, and Fyodor are my main babygirls, however I don't trust myself with knowing Fyodor well enough to do this, so Sigma and Dazai are my chosen victims

For Sigma:

Probably making him dinner: him coming home all tired and stressed from a long day, only to come home to you making him some food and seeing you in the kitchen, he'd do anything you wanted, especially if you don't cook often he'd be literally on his knees

checking up on him and making sure he's doing alright and isn't overwhelmed; sweet boy is so stressed and having someone who wants to make sure he's alright and isn't having a breakdown just makes him melt and wanna make out with you till you're both breathless

Literally just cuddling with him and holding him close makes him instantly hard he's so whipped 💔💔💔

Dazai:

PLAY WITH HIS HAIR 🗣️‼️‼️‼️ he would melt and be so relaxed, probably would fall asleep, but on the rare occasion he doesn't???? As soon as you take a break to give him a kiss you're in for it

If you're jealous or slightly possessive over him???? done. He feels bad about it slightly, especially if these come from insecurity, BUT the way you pout and inch closer to him, grabbing his hand. he'd tease tf out of you. And you'd be sure that he's yours after that. would def make sure to let you give him as many hickeys as you want until your satisfied and he would not even attempt to hide them

If you get him like a small gift, just because it reminded you of him??? whipped. Would eat you out for HOURS. It could literally just be like "I picked this wild flower for you and carried it all the way home because I thought you'd like it :)" and he'd feel like hes gonna THROW UP because how the hell are you so cute and sweet and perfect????? he'd make sure to put it in a little vase so it lived as long as possible and then DRAG YOUR ASS TO THE BEDROOM ‼️‼️

#cait's writing ♡#bungou stray dogs headcanons #osamu dazai x reader #sigma x reader #bsd #bsd fluff #bungou stray dogs #dazai x reader #bsd x reader #bsd dazai #bsd sigma #sigma bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs dazai #cait answers

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shinestarhwaa · 11 months

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Ok I have something delicious that only you can do justice to.

You and Wooyoung are on a romantic getaway in a hotel and you spend the whole time naked and having sexy time. You decide you don't want to go out to get food, so you order in.

Woo gets dressed enough to go to get the food at the door, but then you come up behind him in just a sheet, flustering both Woo and the delivery boy.

San is the delivery boy.

You invite him in to have some...fun...with you and Wooyoung.

Interested?

Oh my God Anya you ain't ready

SERVED || WOOSAN

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Bf! Wooyoung x fem reader x deliveryboy!San

Word count: 2.8K

Warnings/tags: threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it up buttercup), oral sex, anal sex, m x m, fingering, aged down San (like 19 or 20 y/o), bi panic San, degrading, praise, rough sex, sir kink, breeding kink, taking pics&videos during sexual acts, double penetration, dirty talk, namecalling (whore), spit as lube m sorry

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @star1117-archives @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @lemonhongjoong

ENJOY!

"Gosh, you're driving me insane," Wooyoung sighed as you got off his naked, sweaty body. "I really worked up an appetite," you grinned, "sex can be a whole work out."

Wooyoung laughed and snuggled up to you, nuzzling his face in your neck. "I don't wanna go out," he sighed. You grinned and kissed his head. "Let's order some food then, champagne, pizza? Or fried chicken? Rice?"

"Hmm, get it all baby I'm hungry," he smirked. You reached out to grab your phone to call the restaurant. "Hi, this is Y/N Y/L/N from room 502, I'm calling to order food?"

"Sure, what do you want to order ma'am?"

"I'll hav-" your words got cut off by an audible gasp, caused by Jung Wooyoung diving between your legs, licking at your already abused, wet cunt.

"Are you alright ma'am?"

"Y-Yes, sorry, I uhm, I thought I saw a mouse but it was just a sock."

The person on the line and the person between your legs grinned a little, but for totally different reasons. Wooyoung lapped at your cunt, nose brushing against your clit.

"Can I have a portion of the... the fried- ah, uhm, fried chicken, t-the rice and uhm, a pepperoni pizza?"

"Anything else, ma'am?"

"Ask for extra pepperoni," Wooyoung said between sucking and licking your clit. "Woo, I don't want extra pepperoni, it's too meaty."

"Yeah, like you don't like the meat," Wooyoung scoffed, plunging his tongue in and out of your cunt.

You whined, trying to cover the phone so the man on the line wouldn't hear the vulgar sounds coming out of your mouth.

"Fine," you sighed, "could you add some extra pepperoni? And a bottle of sparkling water?"

"Sparkling water tastes like ass," Wooyoung grunted, plunging two fingers in and out of your cunt. "Y-You like ass," you spat back, making Wooyoung laugh.

"Will that be all, ma'am?"

"Yeah, great!" You sounded too happy, you knew, but you tried to hard not to moan out Wooyoung's name. Wooyoung's veiny hands covered your cunt, pumping 3 fingers in your hole.

"It'll be there in 20 minutes, ma'am."

"Great, thank you, goodnight," you said quickly, hanging up the phone as fast as you could.

"FUCK!" You moaned out when you felt Wooyoung's tongue on your clit as well. "You're a fucking menace, eating me out as I'm on the phone."

Wooyoung smirked as he flicked his tongue against your clit over and over, sending you over the edge. You came on his fingers and tongue, body shaking and spasming as he helped you through your third orgasm of the night.

Not much later you heard a knock on the door. Wooyoung got up, putting his darkblue robe on quickly and walking to the door. You covered yourself with the sheets, following him.

Your boyfriend opened the door, revealing the delivery boy, or man. "Wow," he gasped, noticing you covering your body with the silky white sheets, hair messy and make-up ruined.

"Hey ma- what?" Wooyoung said, confused. He looked behind him and widened his eyes, a blush creeping up on both his and the stranger's cheeks.

"H-hi, here's your food," San said as he handed it over to Wooyoung. "Thank you, how much do I owe you?"

Before Wooyoung could grab his wallet you stopped him. "Hi cutie," you said, scanning the guy, noticing his smile with cute dimples, the rosy blush on his cheeks and his sexybroad shoulders that did not match his shy persona.

"Uhm, hi."

"I know a way to re-pay you," you smirked. Wooyoung realized what you meant and scanned him up and down as well. "You know the money goes to the restaurant, right, Y/N?" "Well, okay, we'll give him the money but I bet you could give him a nice tip," you said, winking, "if he gives me his?"

The boy finally understood what you were implying as he saw the two of you smirk at each other. "I should-"

"Come in, yeah," Wooyoung said, taking his arm and pulling him in. Wooyoung placed the food on the table. "What's your name, cutie?" You asked, hand sliding over his arm.

The boy shivered and bit his lip. "I'm San," he said quietly. "San? That's a nice name," you smiled. "Now my sweetheart Wooyoung and I, Y/N, are very happy together but you, you could make us both even happier tonight. How does that sound?"

"I... I don't know if I should intrude-" "It's not intruding if we are inviting you, hm?" Wooyoung said, raising his eyebrow. San nodded, not able to keep his eyes off your barely covered body.

"You want me to... have sex with you? Me?" San asked in disbelief, not understanding how this was happening. "That's correct." "And you're okay with that?" San asked Wooyoung, who laughed. "What way do you swing, darling?" he asked, lifting up San's chin. "What way do I-"

San's eyes got big, breath hitching in his throat. Wooyoung smirked and let his hand glide over his chest. "Because if you only want her that's alright but... it'd be a shame to miss out on my cock in your little ass."

The delivery boy hissed as he felt Wooyoung's hand on his ass. "So you consent?" You asked. "Y-yes, please, I... I want it." "You're not a virgin are you?" "No sir," San said, shaking his head, making Wooyoung laugh. "Calling me Sir now? That's sexy, babyboy."

"Do you want that, Sir?" San asked. You weren't sure if he was being sincere or teasing Wooyoung but you knew the night would end well.

Wooyoung smirked as San removed his shoes, walking into your hotel room. He closed the door and dimmed the lights. San felt his heartbeat in his throat when both of you got closer. You let the sheets fall down on the floor, revealing your naked body to the boy.

"Gosh, you... sure are mesmerizing," San said breathlessly. Suddenly he felt Wooyoung press his clothed cock against his ass. "Undress, baby." San followed his orders, stripping until he was completely naked. Wooyoung smirked, checking out his ass. "Tiny, tight... Have you ever taken cock?" Wooyoung asked. San nodded, but his eyes were focussed on your pussy.

You had laid down on the bed with your legs spread wide open. "Wooyoungie already made me cum three times... Do you think you can help me to a four?"

The young boy nodded eagerly and looked at Wooyoung one last time before crawling onto the bed with you. The dim yellow lights made your pussy juices glisten, making San's cock harden at the sight. "Come on, I'm not gonna wait all day," you complained. Wooyoung scoffed and rolled his eyes at you. "History tells a different story."

"Shut up Wooyoung, and San, put your tongue to work. Tongue. Pussy. Now."

San nodded and moved his face closer to your heated core. He gave a few kitten licks to your clit before lapping at your pussy, licking up drizzling juices.

"O-oh my God, San!" you moaned out, grabbing a handful of his hair. "That's so good, yeah, put your tongue inside of me!"

Wooyoung smirked and stood there, arms crossed, watching you get tongue-fucked by the delivery boy. It wasn't like this was a first for you guys. Both of you liked to invite a third or fourth person from time to time. Had it been the mailman, the window cleaner or just someone from a bar.

No one was as gorgeous as San though, and no one's tongue had felt as good as San's. "Yes, right there! Fuck it, fuck my pussy with your tongue!"

San ate you out as if his life depended on it, working his tongue inside you and slurping up all the juices spilling from your needy hole. "I'm getting so close, San, gonna fucking cum, feels so good, oh God! Gonna cum!" You whined out.

It was only a matter of seconds before you felt the wave of pleasure take over you, coming on San's tongue. "Yes, yes, yes!" You gasped out loud, pulling at San's hair. The boy moaned against your pussy before pulling away, lips coated in your arousal.

"Good boy... you like giving head?" Wooyoung smirked. San turned around and saw Wooyoung loosen his robe and letting it fall to the ground, revealing his body. Wooyoung's cock was the thickest, biggest he had seen. It was gorgeous, slightly veiny and tan, slightly curved upwards. It made San nearly drool.

"Yes sir, I love giving head very much," he nodded. Wooyoung came closer to the bed, switching with San. Wooyoung sat on the edge of the bed as San got on his knees in front of him. "Please sir, may I have your cock?"

Wooyoung thought he was gonna pass out with how adorable San was being right now. He wanted to keep him forever. "You look really pretty like this San... Do you suck dick well? Are you gonna make sir feel good?"

San nodded eagerly. "Please, please I want your cock in my mouth, it's so fucking... gosh I need it, can I have it?" San begged. Wooyoung grinned. "Well you don't have to beg, sweetie, it's right in front of you."

The boy nodded and took Wooyoung's length in his mouth, your arousal still on his lips. Wooyoung swore he'd pass out, San looked gorgeous for him and he took his cock so well. "Such a good boy, suck that cock, baby," he groaned. San bobbed his head up and down his length and deepthroated, tongue flat against the bottom of his shaft.

"Yes, just like that, such a good little whore, such a good... good little whore Sanie," Wooyoung moaned out. You sat behind Wooyoung, kissing his shoulders as you roamed your hands over his chest. You took a picture of San with Wooyoung's cock down his throat, startling him. You wanted to apologize, feeling bad about not asking first, but San worked harder, clearly.

He enjoyed it.

"You like that baby, me taking pics of you with you having a fat cock in your mouth?" You smirked. San moaned around Wooyoung's dick, only trying to take more and suck better, overwhelming your boyfriend. "You like it too don't you? Having a young, pretty boy between your legs like this?" Wooyoung smirked. "Don't you too?" "Touché, babe."

You pressed your lips on Wooyoung's shortly before taking more, clearer pictures of Wooyoung's length in San's mouth. Wooyoung started to moan louder and you knew he was getting close. Wooyoung took his cock from San's mouth and started to pump it up and down quickly.

San opened his mouth, eyes pleading for Wooyoung's hot cum in his mouth. "Yeah? Do you want it? Fucking take it, little prince, take my fucking load," he groaned as he spilled his seeds on San's tongue and chin, cum dripping on his chest.

"Beautiful," you complimented him, kissing him shortly and tasting your boyfriend on the boy's lips. "Taste so good," San panted out. He was gasping for air, cock neglected and leaking onto the soft rug. Wooyoung pulled him onto the bed, laying him down with the other two of you, you in the middle.

You pressed your lips against San's as you felt Wooyoung's hands roam over your silky skin. Your lips moved against the younger boy's, hands sliding over his toned body. Your hands found his firm ass, nails digging in his skin as his tongue entered your hot mouth.

Wooyoung's tongue was warm against your neck. You felt his fingers slide between your legs, rubbing your messy core. You moaned into San's mouth, whining out shards of both boy's names.

Suddenly you felt Wooyoung's thick cock in your pussy, filling you up to the brim. You pulled away from San and moaned loudly as Wooyoung started to fuck you at a rapid pace. You noticed the phone in his hand, knowing he'd be filming this. His cock moved in and out of you so fast you swore you'd pass out. You held onto San tightly, who held you and kept kissing your lips and neck.

''O-Oh Wooyoung! San, Sanie!'' you whined out. Wooyoung grunted and kept abusing your pussy until he felt himself getting close. He then pulled out and you immediately lifted your leg, looking at San.

San wasted no time and put his cock in your pussy immediately, whining at the soft warmth. He started off slow, but moved faster gradually, shaking the bed. ''You like that, huh, fucking my wifey's pussy? Fucking a pussy that belongs to another man?''

San moaned out and held onto your hip tightly. ''Yes! Yes I love her pussy, b-best pussy!'' The two of you moaned louder as you felt him hitting your g-spot, a thing not many one-time lovers could do.

''Such a little whore, wanting her pussy and then my cock hm? Bet you want your sweet ass filled up too,'' he grunted as he slid his member inside you, together with San's. Your eyes widened as you moaned out loud.

You didn't know how to react, how to move, as you were fucked dumb by both cocks in your tight cunt. Juices started to spill out of you and you knew you were gonna cum hard ''O-oh, I'm gonna- gonna-''

''Yes, cum for us, please, cum on our cocks,'' Wooyoung moaned out, feeling your pulsating walls clench around his length. You came with a loud moan, body shuddering and shaking in San and Wooyoung's embrace. Wooyoung put the phone away, letting you know he was not filming anymore.

''O-oh that feels so good!'' San moaned out, still moving his cock quickly into your pussy. ''Don't cum, pull out,'' Wooyoung ordered as he felt San's cock pulsate against his own. San obeyed and pulled out of your wet cunt, dick incredibly hard. Wooyoung pulled out as well after riding out your orgasm. You moved away from them, knowing Wooyoung was gonna have his way with San now.

Wooyoung laid San on his back and spread his legs. San whined when Wooyoung spat on his hole and licked around the entrance. He pushed his tongue in and out while holding onto his thighs.

''Do you like that, baby? You like getting your ass eaten? Dick played with?'' you smirked as you took his dick in your hand. You licked the tip and swirled your tongue around it, teasing the younger. ''Y-yes I love it so much!'' he moaned out, grabbing onto the sheets, but they were too slippery, he had nothing to support him and so he squirmed around, making you smirk, drunk with power.

Wooyoung pulled away and smacked his dick on the younger's hole a few times before pushing it in entirely, making San moan loudly. He whined and held onto the headboard behind him. ''O-Oh sir!''

You smirked as you played with your nipples, watching Wooyoung pound his cock into the younger's hole. San moaned loudly, spreading his legs more. Wooyoung grunted and lifted San's legs over his shoulders, giving him perfect access to his tight hole.

''You're so fucking tight, I bet you have never been fucked the right way. You'll take my fucking dick, understood?''

''Y-Yes! Give it to me! Give it all to me, want your cock!'' San screamed. Wooyoung fucked him so roughly you were worried he'd split the boy into two, but seemingly San was enjoying it to the fullest. ''Such a greedy fucking boy,'' Wooyoung moaned.

''Sir, please, please please!'' he cried out, pumping his own cock. Wooyoung wasn't having it though, slapping his hand away from his length. ''You're not gonna cum because of a pathetic hand job, stupid jerk off, okay? You're gonna cum because you got my cock in your ass, am I understood? Fucking whore.''

''Yes, sir! Please, make me cum on your delicious cock, use me, I'm your fucking whore, yours, yours!'' he moaned, tears spilling from his eyes. You placed kisses in his neck as his breathing picked up, noticing he was getting close to orgasming.

''You fucking like that huh? Gosh, such a dirty boy, go ahead then, cum for me, make a stupid fucking mess,'' Wooyoung moaned as he thrusted his hips faster.

San's moans got louder until he burst, cock spilling all his seeds on his abdomen, tears over his cheeks. You were quick to lick up all of his cum, moaning at the taste.

''I'm gonna fucking cum in your ass, baby, gonna fucking breed your little ass,'' Wooyoung moaned out. His brows furrowed, trying to reach his orgasm.

''Y-yes! Give it to me! Pump me full of your seeds please, breed me! Breed me!'' San panted out. Wooyoung rutted into San faster than ever before. It took one, two, three thrusts before Wooyoung orgasmed, filling him up to the brim.

He rode out their orgasms and pulled out of San's hole. ''Statisfied, aren't ya now baby?'' Wooyoung smirked. San could barely breathe or speak, but he nodded happily.

''We should get you more often, you're a cutie. You didn't just bring food, you served ass,'' you grinned.

''I always serve,'' San panted out, grinning.

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lanawinterscigarettes · 5 months

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The Masters dating someone who's clumsy

Characters included: Simm, Missy/Gomez, and Dhawan

Warnings: mentions of injuries/death (not graphic), all three of The Masters are teasing and/or inconsiderate assholes, plus they might be ooc since this is my first time writing for them

A/N: this is purely self indulgent, but I hope y'all get a kick out of it nonetheless

Simm! Master

Makes fun of you for it, 100%

"Aw, is the poor little human incapable of not falling over every two seconds? How adorable"

Absolutely will not help you up if you fall unless you beg or if you're very obviously hurt

Playfully scolds you for any bruises or scrapes you get from falling or bumping into things, though don't be mistaken, that doesn't mean he'll help you put on a band aid if you need it

If he thinks for even a second that someone else caused you to get hurt by bumping into you or pushing you over, they're dead, end of discussion

Missy/Gomez! Master

Not as annoying about it as Simm's Master, but she will playfully taunt you for being so clumsy

"Hm, this is the second time today you've bumped into something, isn't it? Poor thing"

Her helping you up all depends on her mood. If she's in a good one she may laugh briefly before giving you a hand, but if she's feeling more grouchy she'll refuse, pretending that she doesn't even see you laying on the ground

Actually patches up any scrapes or injuries you may get, whether it was an accident or not

Oh and anyone who pushed you over intentionally will be given agonizing torture from her as a punishment

Dhawan! Master

He's, like, the least bothered by your clumsiness, and even actively complains about it to you

"This is ridiculous, we can't even go to a simple marketplace without you getting hurt. Honestly"

Secretly though, he's probably the most worried, but he covers it up with disinterest and snark

Won't help you up if you trip and fall over unless you beg, to which he'll respond with a loud sigh or an eye roll

Doesn't shy away from scolding you if he has to help clean/wrap up any injuries you may have acquired

I don't think I even need to say this, but if anyone is the reason you got hurt they'll be killed immediately, accident or not

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jungle-angel · 10 months

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Spooky, Stormy Nights (Rhett Abbott x Reader)

Summary: Fall has at long last hit the Abbott Ranch but you and Rhett will always find a way to make it cozy when it's cold

Tagging: @sebsxphia and @nobody7102 My dears, this is my way of saying thank you for putting up with me all these months (lol)

The sudden *BANG!* of thunder rattled the book barn as you pulled a book from one of the upstairs shelves, causing you to jump and nearly drop the book. Down below, you heard your husband gently comforting two year old Amy who was terrified out of her mind, clutching her Winnie The Pooh blanket and her soft, cuddly looking circus-clown ragdoll as though her life depended on it.

"I know princess, I know," Rhett said, gently bouncing her on his hip. "Ya'll still don't like thunderstorms do ya?"

Amy buried her face in his neck as another one rolled over the land, the rain battering the roof of the barn, the windows and rattling the gutters as it fell violently from the completely black skies outside. The woodstove had been going for the better part of the evening ever since the storm rolled in, warming the barn which smelled of old books, mulling spices, apples and pumpkins. Tiny trotted across the big expanse of rug in the cozy corner near the entrance, carrying the littlest of her and Willie's kittens right to the knotty pine cat condo to nest in for the night.

"Alright you two," you announced. "Wanna hear a spooky story?"

Before Rhett could answer, the oven timer in the kitchenette area beeped, signaling that whatever was in there was done baking. Out of the oven came the last of the cakey pumpkin cookies which you readily added to the plate on the counter.

"Ah-ah! Don't even think about it," you ordered when you saw your husband's free hand sneaking towards them. "You haven't even eaten your dinner yet."

Rhett feigned a pouty face and put Amy back down on the floor. "But I love those cookies," he whined.

"Not until you've had some of your Ma's pot roast," you told him.

Rhett mumbled under his breath as he grabbed the spoon and helped himself to the crockpot full of pot roast. In a matter of minutes, the plate was gone and Rhett could help himself to the cookies along with Amy.

You curled right up in the old wingback chair that used to belong to Cecelia's great-grandmother, brought over from the family's estate in Ireland along with the wooden Celtic cross that hung in your kitchen back in the main house. Rhett snuggled in with Amy in the other one, the two of them munching away at the pumpkin cookies and sipping the hot drinks made from blood oranges and mulling spices.

"Listen to me, Frankenstein. You accuse me of murder; and yet you would, with a satisfied conscience, destroy your own creature. Oh, praise the eternal justice of man!" you read.

Rhett and Amy were completely engrossed in the story yet Rhett couldn't help himself as to what came next.

"So you're telling me, he put an abnormal brain in a six foot tall, thirty six inch wide gorilla?!" Rhett questioned. "Is that what you're telling me?!"

You rolled your eyes and laughed. Of course, heaven forbid you get through Mary Shelley's work without your husband making a crack at one of your favorite parodies.

Yet you couldn't have asked for a better or more beautiful evening, the smells of all things fall making the place as inviting and cozy as ever and especially with the people you loved most.

#rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #amy abbott #outer range

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