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ladyveronikawrites · 3 months

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WINTER STORM

30 Days of Bad Omens

PAIRING: Nicholas Ruffilo x Taylor (OFC)

KINK - Breeding Kink

SMUT PROMPT - "Relax angel" ; "Ruin me"

CW: breeding, established relationship, mentions of pregnancy, family planning, unprotected P in V sex, use of pet names, FLUFF, ITS CUTE OK

SUMMARY: Taylor spends the holidays with Nicholas and his familly in the cabin in the mountains. The pair get snowed in before his family arrives. Oh what will they do with all their time?!

Word Count: 2k

Crossposted - Wattpad / AO3

unbeta'd ✨

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Taylor looks out the large window and onto the balcony below. She shivers just thinking about how cold it must be outside in the Colorado mountains, snow-covered and shimmering against the morning sun. She sips her hot mocha savoring its chocolatey scent that warms her body.

“There’s my princess.” Nicholas’ voice is thick with sleep. The old wooden floors creak against his bare feet. He slows his breath so as not to startle her as she peers out into the cold beyond.

“It’s beautiful outside, just like you,” he mumbles against her hair as he wraps his arms around her waist.

Taylor hums in agreement imagining the dark winter storm that blazed through the mountainside last night; it’s amazing how howling winds and heavy snowfall could produce something so breathtakingly beautiful.

“Looks like we are going to be snowed in for a while,” he whispers against the shell of her ear before trailing kisses down her jaw and neck. “What could we possibly do with our time?” he sighs against her, snaking his hands up her shirt. “

Taylor's breath hitches when his hands graze over her breasts pulling her against his chest. Nicholas’ calloused fingertips begin to draw lazy circles over and around her perk nipples making her moan and grind her ass against him. Her beautiful sounds go straight to his dick.

Nicholas slips one hand from under her shirt to grab the mug from her hands. At the same time, he sets down the mug and twirls his girl around to face him. The small excited yelp from her pretty mouth sets his core ablaze. Grinning, he stares down at her breathtaking bright green eyes, etching each freckle decorating her skin to memory, silently hoping their kids will look just as gorgeous as she does one day. He takes her hands in his and squeezes them gently.

“This time of year has me feeling so sentimental… so thankful for you,” he starts, his throat tightening slightly with emotion. “We’ve been together for a few years now and I know my life has been crazy with touring and recording an album. But I want to settle down with you. You are my home Taylor and I want to have a family with you, whenever that may be.” Shy from his heartfelt confession, he tucks a loose strand behind his ear, waiting with bated breath for her response.

“Can we start no-” Her request is answered with a heated kiss. Sighing softly, Taylor tilts her head slightly to deepen the kiss, licking at his lower lip.

Nicholas chuckles. “Relax, angel we have all day.” He caresses her flush cheek as he gazes deeply into the eyes of the woman he loves.

She grins back at him before hoisting herself up on her tiptoes and wrapping her arms around his neck. Large hands slide down her side and grip at her waist. Taunting, she brushes her lips against his lips only to peck a kiss on the cheek. Giggling, she whispers in his ear, “I can tease too,” as she rakes her fingers through his scalp. Nicholas buries his head into the crook of her neck groaning as he decorates the delicate skin with little love bites. Taylor doesn’t let up as she tugs again.

Nicholas nuzzles her neck “Baby,” he warns before pressing a heated kiss to her jaw. She quickly relents with a defeated huff, returning her hands to his shoulders. “That’s it!” he chuckles lifting Taylor over his shoulder. She starts to protest but finds herself being dropped onto the green velvet sofa with Nicholas straddling her.

“Nicky I-” her voice erupts into giggles as he tickles her sides- the spot he knows will be her undoing. He laughs right with her, watching as she screws her eyes shut tight and throws her head back as the laughter consumes her. “Pl-ease,” Taylor gasps for air between breaths and hiccups. Instantly, Nicholas stops and leans back to give her space. “Sorry babe, you are just so cute when you laugh,” he snickers.

“It’s ok,” she rasps, her breath steadying as she sits upright. She scrubs her face with her hands before tying her hair up into a messy bun. She flashes Nicholas a mischievous grin before pouncing on him to tickle him back. She yelps when he rolls them over and onto the floor, grateful for the layers of blankets and pillows from the movie night before. He pushes himself up onto his hands to alleviate some of his weight from her chest.

His long hair tumbles over his shoulders as he stares down at her with a wicked grin, pupils blown wide like saucers. “Look what you started now.” He presses his hips against hers, his hard cock aching against his jeans. “Feel it, baby, that’s all because of you.”

Taylor’s breath catches when he grinds against her, his large size apparent in his skin-tight jeans. His sea-glass eyes turn stormy as he stares down, and before she can say something witty- full lips crash into hers, wet and desperate, just like the mess between her thighs. A soft moan escapes from her throat when he pries her lips apart with his tongue. She can’t get enough of him; his taste of mint and tobacco. Tilting her head slightly she deepens the kiss as she snakes her hands through his tousled hair. When she reaches her destination, she tugs his roots while biting his lower lip- “Fuck, I need you,” her boyfriend moans, his breath hot against her cheek. “I need to put a baby in you,” he growls lowly into her ear, making her skin tingle and pussy throb.

Taylor hesitates for just a second, before coming to terms with the wild and nerve-wrecking thoughts in her head. Has she thought about them having a family together, yes- they have talked about it countless times. Gone through the ‘what ifs’ and even crunched the numbers to see if they could afford this new chapter in their lives. She took a deep breath to silence the worry and when she looked at the love of her life again in the eyes, she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she wanted to spend her life with him.

Empowered by confidence, Taylor shifted her hips to hook her leg over his. “Do it,” she says before positioning her weight to roll them over, getting on top.

She adjusts to sit lower on his torso, feet planted firmly on either side while her hands remain flat on his chest. Quick as a cat, she silences his question with a finger to his lips. His raised eyebrow gave him away instantly.

“Before you ask, yes I’m serious. I wouldn’t have said so if I hadn’t. Plus we’ve been talking about this for months now.” The hand on his lips moves to caress his cheeks. “We are happy and healthy what’s a better time than now?” A warm hand envelopes hers and he leans into the soft touch. A heat simmers in her belly as she leans down to plant a kiss on her lover’s lips. When he kisses her back, it's deep and passionate yet guarded– gentle.

She lets her body takeover- tossing away her sweater along with any lingering insecurity and doubt. Nicholas works quickly to unfasten her bra, casting it alongside the clothes on the floor. Before Taylor can lean down to continue ravishing her boyfriend, two tattooed hands press against her chest- stopping her.

“Get up.”

The quiet demand turns her core molten and Taylor is quick to obey. Before he asks, she sheds the other layers of clothing just as he does the same. Suddenly, a chill spider crawls up her spine so she turns to face the lit fireplace, finding solace in its heat. She glances over at the family Christmas tree adorned with lights and ornaments. Dreams of their first child’s Christmas morning flash through her head and her heart flutters.

“Come here, princess,” his soft voice calls to her. When she turns, she finds Nicholas sitting surrounded by pillows, propped against the bottom of the sofa. “Here,” he instructs, patting his thigh.

Her eyes scan his large erect cock and her throat tightens slightly. They have fucked and made love and everything else under the sun, but this moment feels different. This moment is different- it means so much more. There’s a weight to it, not a pressure but rather a comfort. She trusts Nicholas wholeheartedly and she knows he trusts her too.

Slowly, she makes her way to him- teasing as she juts her hips with every purposeful step. When she goes to straddle him, he stops her with a pat on the thigh.

“Turn around, darling.” Taylor’s thoughts begin to swirl as she turns away from him and then-

“That’s right,” is all Nicholas gives her as she stares at herself in a full-length mirror draped with twinkling lights.

Slowly, she positions herself over him-watching Nicholas’ expression in the mirror with bated breath. He notices her hesitation as she hovers above him so he puts pillows around her legs for support and grips her hips to steady her. “That’s it, pretty girl, you are doing so good.” His praise makes her pussy wall flutter with anticipation as she sinks lower, keeping her gaze locked on him. He throws back his head and groans as her slick walls lure him in.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” At this point, his words come out breathless and whiny. She feels so full… of him, yet she still needs more. “So good,” he repeats between tender kisses to her shoulder blades. A soft giggle tumbles from her lips as he brushes his nose over her spine. When she opens her eyes, she finally sees the way he makes her feel; cheeks flush and bitten lips. Taylor catches Nicholas staring and she follows his path- straight to where they connect.

“We fit perfectly together,” he purrs peering up at her in the mirror. “Ready for more?” All she can muster is a nod before planting her feet firmly on the ground. It’s slow at first, the way they move in tandem; her rocking her hips and him thrusting into her. Nicholas digs his nails into her hips, the sharp and quick pain urges her faster.

“God, Nick I’m close -please,” she whimpers. He knows exactly what she needs as he snakes his hand to her front, separating her lower lips with his fingers before reaching the sensitive bud. With one quick swipe of his finger, her eyes shut tight and her head falls back onto his chest.

And suddenly, it all stops. Taylor lets out a whine as the sensations start to dissipate. “Eyes on me, doll.” Her eyelids flutter open in response and quickly finds his primal gaze. “Good.” The only reassurance she gets before he continues his relentless pursuit of pleasure. The sound of skin slapping and ragged breathing fills her ears as the coil tightens in her core. Her legs start to tense as the pressure builds between her thighs.

“That’s it, mama, ruin me-”

“Oh shit,” she whines, baring down on him as she drenches him with her release. “Fill me, Nicholas,” she pleads as he releases rope after rope of his seed inside her.

Sighing, she lets her tired body fall against his warm chest, legs falling limp to the side. As her eyelids flutter closed, she basks in Nicholas’ body heat that comforts her as her heartbeat steadies. “You look gorgeous in the afterglow, little mama,” he whispers the new nickname in her ear. It makes her tummy flip with delight.

Nicholas wraps his arms around her tummy watching as it expands with every breath she takes. Taylor looks down at where his hands meet by her belly button and she smiles imagining a little baby bump.

“Soon my hands won't be able to fit like this,” he says before kissing her cheek.

“It can’t wait,” Taylor beams, resting her hands on his.

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lxvvie · 7 months

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what do u think abt dad!alejandro sneaking mom!reader into the pantry for a quickie because he can't keep it in his pants anymore while there's still guests around ((CONVULSES IN SPANISH))

Glorious. Absolutely glorious.

It's the annual holiday party for Los Vaqueros and their families and Alejandro Thee Stallion can't keep his eyes off you. You have no business looking as beautiful as you do, Mami.

You can feel the intensity of his stare no matter where you are. Alejandro calls out to you, says he needs your help getting more drinks from the pantry.

Next thing you know, your face is buried in his neck to keep from screaming the place down and Alejandro is balls-deep inside you, intent on giving your beloved little ones another sibling.

#nsfw.#cw: breeding kink #alejandro vargas #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #cod x reader #call of duty x reader #alejandro vargas x reader #alejandro vargas x f!reader #x black reader #call of duty x black reader #x poc reader #los vaqueros #x f!reader #call of duty x you #cod x you #alejandro vargas x you

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wxnheart · 10 months

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𝐃𝐨𝐦!𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

note: ...you absolutely are, Diallos. You cute retriever, you. And here we go! Diallos activates his inner dom thanks to a once-hidden breeding kink.

Diallos surprises you both by taking control, flipping your over so you're pinned under him. Huh. Interesting.

He's not dominant like this. Not really, but there's something about the glint in his eyes that's piqued your curiosity.

Diallos who cups your cheeks and forces you to look him in the eyes as he begins to thrust brutally into you. It isn't long before you're a shaking mess, begging for more, whimpering his name. Fuck, what's gotten into him? Whatever it is, don't stop. Don't you dare fucking stop, Diallos.

Diallos whose voice is so husky, roughly whispering against your lips about how he's always loved to fill you with his seed, how breathtaking you look when you're so fucked out with his cum dripping out of you.

Diallos who can't help but fantasize about roughly fucking you until he no longer can't, passing on the greatness of House Hoslow to you.

And you, you're so turned on, so entranced by Diallos's commandeering presence that you don't realize you've wound your legs tightly around his waist until you feel his pace quicken, uneven thrusts signaling his completion.

You're encouraging him, pleading for him to fill you to the fucking brim with his seed. ("Diallos... Fuck, Diallos! Cum. Cum in me.)

Diallos who groans against your lips as he buries himself as deep as he can go, filling you up, marking you as his completely.

You're both a sweaty, sated mess, pressed against each other, basking in the afterglow of one of the most intense sex sessions you've ever had.

Diallos who goes beet red with absolute embarrassment when you shoot him a lascivious grin and quip that he should do this more often.

#request fill.#diallos hoslow #elden ring #elden crack.#diallos x reader #nsfw.#cw: breeding kink #cutie 𝓠.#you'll have to forgive me guys. I've been teaching summer school and it consumes my week.

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doctorgerth · 2 years

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I see all of you breeding kink wh*res and lemme just say…

you are valid and I love each and every one of you dearly ❤️

#random #tw: breeding kink #tw: breeding #tw: pregnancy #ns.fw #your fav would gladly breed you if you asked 🥰#cw: breeding kink #cw: pregnancy

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canonatypical · 2 years

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Eddie using his bandana to clean us up every time we fuck around in his van or in the woods or anywhere that isn’t home tbh.

#I do not wish to give this man a breeding kink #but I am on the verge #I'm delirious at the thought #Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson x Reader #Eddie Munson x You #cw: breeding kink

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renxxe · 2 years

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lovesick obsessive eren lives in my head rent free… like cheater eren??? nooooooo as much as i love fboy eren he never cheats no. no. eren being so fucking in love with you that he beats up any man who gives a single glance at you, eren being so fucking lovesick that he cries while rambling how much he loves you, eren being obsessed with you to the point he would always make you pinky promise that you’ll stay with him forever and always before you go to sleep together.

you think he’s all cute n everything until he tries to babytrap you :) as he fills you up with his cum he repeats i love yous in your ears while shedding tears because he’s so overwhelmed with a sense of security that you can’t leave him. he’s so happy that you’re finally going to be with him forever and always.

#tw: dubcon #tw: noncon-ish #cw: breeding kink

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humanitys-strongest-bamf · 7 months

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really wanting to find some a/b/o fics so levi ackerman can breed me nonstop

#cw: omegaverse #cw: breeding kink #kat rambles #levi #levi ackerman #n.sfw

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direnightshade · 2 years

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You know the evil Kermit meme? Yeah. Imagine me like that asking you to write more mean!daddy Charlie

Ask and you shall receive, my friend!

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Gendered (F) Pet Names, Light CNC, Mentions of Birth Control (or lack thereof), Breeding Kink, Light Choking Word Count: Don't even ask. I rolled out of bed and wrote this in my drafts like the gremlin that I am.

Today has been...hellacious, to put it quite mildly. From the moment the second hand pushed to Nine AM, Charlie has found himself stuck in wall to wall meetings with barely a minute to breathe in between. By the time that he is finally released, the heat and humidity of a New York mid-summer's day has long since settled in, leaving the collar of his dress shirt sticking to his neck.

When he arrives back to his apartment he is tired, irritated with the heat only made worse by the commuters that piled onto the train with him. The suit jacket that has long since been shed and draped over his forearm is now folded over the arm of the sofa, his tie loosened to hang beneath the first few buttons of his shirt that have now been undone, and his sleeves rolled up to just above his elbow. When he emerges from the apex of your thighs, his hair a mess from where your hands have delved into its depths, Charlie's lips and chin are glossy with the coating of your arousal.

A hand remains on one of your thighs, fingers giving a dangerous squeeze in silent warning to keep those legs of yours apart—to keep yourself on display for him whilst he frees his cock from the rapidly constricting confines of his suit pants.

Charlie is practically vibrating with the need to be buried in the welcoming, tight warmth of you but like always, he practices a careful control as he glides his cock along your slippery folds. He can always tell when you're on the verge of begging for him, for his cock, to be filled in all ways with him; your legs shake around him with anticipation and you're all but writhing beneath him as he continues to tease.

"Daddy," you whine, the sound music to his ears.

Like always, he responds not with words, but with actions. When his cock glides downward once more and the head catches at your entrance, he pushes in, stopping only once he's buried to the hilt. It's a near painful stretch each time that he does this, but it feels like no time at all until he feels you relaxing around him, stretching to accommodate his girth.

Fuck, you're so tight, so wet—despite all outward appearances it's always so fucking hard for him to stave off the impending orgasm that builds so rapidly. The feeling is only made worse when he finally speaks and your body responds so fervently.

"Where do you want it, sweetheart," he asks between panted breaths, the rapid snap of his hips driving you further up the bed.

"Here," you respond with a finger pointing towards your mouth.

Charlie watches as you make a show of it, presenting your tongue to him in promise that you'll take every last drop like the good girl that he knows you can be.

A large hand settles against your neck, applying no pressure as his thumb presses against your tongue. Charlie slides the digit further into your mouth until your lips close around it and he feels you suck.

His head shakes, hips still continuing with their rapid cadence. "No," he says abruptly, pulling his thumb from your mouth to encircle his hand around your throat now. "Think I'll cum in you today, Princess."

He doesn't miss how your cunt constricts around his cock, the sensation causing the movement of his hips to stutter in their rhythm.

"Daddy, no, you can't," you weakly protest in a speech that you've given dozens of times before this; this is what he likes to hear, you know, to hear you protest even though you mean absolutely none of the words that leave your mouth. "I'm not on birth control."

The fingers around your neck constrict, applying a pressure that does not yet prevent a shortage of oxygen to your lungs. He's so fucking close, the coiling sensation in the depths of his stomach tightening in anticipation of the inevitable release. "Careless girl," he groans, the hand at your thigh now sliding upward until he is gripping your hip with such force that it is likely to bruise come morning. "Going to put a fucking baby in you—"

"No!" In spite of the false objection, a string of moans falls freely from your lips, urging Charlie on.

"Yes," he replies with a forcefulness that seems to match the drive of his hips.

It is when you cry out with yet another round of dissent that Charlie comes with a guttural groan, hips stuttering and then stilling entirely, his cock pulsing avidly within your warmth.

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ladyveronikawrites · 8 months

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Hi!!! Could I please have number 19 from the kink list and number 56 from the prompt list with Noah x reader?

Hi anon! Thank you for the request! Enjoy!💜

[requests are still closed I am just finishing the requests I had previously.]

PAIRING: Noah Sebastian x female reader

KINK: #19 Breeding Kink

SMUT PROMPT #56. “you can barely speak, so cute”

CW: breeding kink, roleplay, pet names, p in v sex (unprotected), mentions of pregnancy foot worship-ish, flufffff???, light bondage, Caregiver Noah

*This is a work of fiction, based on real people in fictitious situations. Please don't yuck someone else's yum; scroll on.//**

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You wake up to find the bed empty, again. Another morning Noah is hunkered down in the studio before the sun completely rises.

Which isn't helping your situation at all since you woke up horny. You sigh as you roll to your side and an idea hits you. You slide out of bed and rummage through your shared closet for Noah's favorite hoodie and a pair and black thigh-high socks.

You settle back into the bed and breathe in the lingering cologne that sets your veins ablaze and makes your pussy throb.

Quickly, you grab your phone and take a few suggestive selfies to show him what he is missing. After you press send, you put your phone back on the bedside table just as you hear the studio door open and slam shut. Noah rushes into the room.

“Thigh-high socks and my hoodie?” Noah bites his lip as he takes you in. "You know it makes me weak." Noah's eyes darken.

"I know, " you smirk as your body practically vibrates with excitement and arousal.

“I can’t wait to put babies inside you, little mama.” Noah undresses in record time. The bed creaks as he crawls in between your legs.

In the dim light, Noah can see a flush spread across your cheeks and your pupils blow wide. “You like it too, don’t you?” Noah leans down and presses delicate kisses to your rosy cheek as he lines the head of his throbbing cock to your entrance.

“Fill me up, Noah,” you whine as he pushes into you.

Inch by inch he spreads you wide as your walls adjust. You wrap your legs around his waist to pull him in deeper, but he pulls back dragging out of you. “Slow down, baby,” Noah purrs. “I want you to feel good.” Noah stills completely and leans over to help you pull off his hoodie.

"Much better, " Noah says before nipping at your bare breast. Without warning, he pulls your legs up to settle on his shoulders and then brings your covered foot to his mouth where he plants soft kisses on the bottom of your foot.

"These stay on," he groans, his eyes rolling back.

You suck in a shaky breath as he moves on kissing the other foot. "You have the cutest feet." He rests your feet back on his shoulders to gain more access.

Noah looks down at where you two connect as he slowly thrusts in and out of you. “You take me so well,” he praises. “Fuck, you like when I praise you don’t you.” You bite down a moan and nod.

“Tell me what you want. Use your words.” Noah’s voice turns cold.

“Need more,” you whimper as you move your hand down between your thighs.

“No.” Noah grips your hips and pulls you into him more. Then he grabs your wrists to pin you to the bed. “Mine,” he growls as he adjusts so one large tattooed hand binds both of your wrists. His other hand pinches your pebbled nipple.

“Fuck, Noah,” you cry out.

Your back arches as he pinches the other nipple. You melt under this touch as he trails the calloused pads of his fingers down your torso.

His fingers spread your glistening folds and he circles your clit. You writhe under his touch, your clit becoming overstimulated. Your toes curl and legs threaten to tense around his neck. You shut your eyes tight as the pressure builds and your mouth pops open. You let out a silent scream.

“You can barely speak, so cute,” Noah chuckles darkly as his rhythm becomes sporadic.

“Look at me, please.” Your eyes pop open to his command. “Eyes on me okay, mama?’

All you can muster is a nod as pleasure makes your mind hazy. Noah thrusts deeper hitting at the perfect spot, his fingers keeping the same rhythm on your sensitive bud. Your lashes flutter as your head tilts back slightly, but by some force, your eyes stay on Noah as your orgasm plows through you.

Noah’s release is not far behind yours as he exclaims “Fuck, I’m going to cum in you… and fill your womb,” he grunts releasing his life force into you.

Your walls clench around his throbbing cock as you milk every drop from him. “God you are perfect,” Noah says as he pulls from you. “You are going to look so cute when you get pregnant,” Noah sighs and pecks little kisses on your tummy and stretch marks.

When Noah pulls away you start to get up from the bed. “Stay,” Noah implores with a smile.

You meet his dazzling grin with your own. “Okay.” You love it when he takes care of you.

Noah places a chaste kiss on your cheek before dashing to the bathroom to get a towel to clean you up. Noah climbs into bed and under the covers. He wraps his arm around you and pulls you into him. He kisses your hair and for a few heartbeats, you both remain still enjoying calm and closeness.

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