#damn i thought 24 was old when i was that age but it is still early 20s and obviously so

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Always A Bridesmaid | Jake Seresin x Reader

18+ only, minors DNI!

Jake Seresin x female Bradshaw!reader

Synopsis: Bradley tells all the guys at his wedding that his little sister is off limits… But when has Jake ever listened to Rooster?

WC: 10.5k (she’s a long one folks)

Warnings: a teeny bit of angst, mentions of alcohol, drinking, smut, oral (m + f receiving), unprotected pinv, slight overstimulation, age gap (not really specified but reader is around 23-24 yrs old, jake is in his early 30s), jake being too damn charming for his own good, rooster being a very overprotective big brother, jake being a menace, and natasha being the best sister-in-law, for the sake of this story we’re gonna pretend that Goose died a few years later than what is canon to explain how Bradley has a sister that’s 10+ years younger than him lol

a/n: it’s been like two months since I initially started writing this, so I’m so happy to finally get it out! (:

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Today was a big day, and you wish you could say you were more excited about it. It’s not every day that your big brother gets married to the love of his life. Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw and Natasha “Phoenix” Trace had finally said “I do” and you were ecstatic for your favorite female pilot to officially become a part of the family. 

But you were also recently single, having been broken up with by the boyfriend you’d been with throughout most of college and the following two years since you’d graduated.

Things hadn’t ended on bad terms, the two of you just weren’t in love anymore. What worked in college just wasn’t working anymore, and you’d spent the last few months of your relationship denying to yourself the fact that you were unhappy. 

You’re pretty sure now that the both of you had known for a while you weren’t right for each other, but you had been scared to end it–terrified at the notion of starting over. But, the relationship had run its course and, ultimately, he was the one to end things. 

That was three weeks ago. You’d come to terms with the break-up, knowing it was what’s best for you. But that didn’t mean it still didn't hurt. It didn’t mean you weren’t sad, or that you were ready to be subjected to all the happiness and celebration that goes into a wedding.

You’re granted a brief reprieve from your melancholy thoughts when your new sister-in-law sneaks up and taps you on the shoulder. “Hey… You don’t look like you’re having much fun. Are you okay?” 

Natasha asks the question with a sheepish grin. You can tell she’s trying to seem nonchalant, but you can hear the underlying concern in her voice. 

Bradley and Natasha had been together five years now, engaged for one, and you could clearly see from the way that he smiled at her and the permanent glimmer in his eyes, that your brother was truly happy. He and Phoenix had become fast friends during their time together at Top Gun, and it eventually evolved into something more.

When Bradley brought Natasha home to meet you at Thanksgiving during your sophomore year of college, you knew even then that she would be the girl he was one day going to marry. Best friends turned lovers. You could only dream you’d find that for yourself someday.

You and Natasha had quickly become close as well. Bradley and Uncle Mav were the only family you had and it was nice to have another person–especially a badass woman like Natasha, in your corner. 

The two of you got on like a house on fire, and Natasha was always there to give her love and support. She was like the big sister you never had, and it wasn’t long before the two of you were ganging up on your brother and teasing him together.

As Natasha’s maid of honor, you’d spent the morning with her and the other bridesmaids, helping the blushing bride get ready for her big day. In a fancy suite getting all dolled up while drinking mimosas, having your hair and makeup done before changing into matching bridesmaid dresses of a silky satin—cowl neckline and spaghetti straps, in a soft lavender shade. Helping Natasha into her beautiful, intricately lacy, white wedding gown.

The wedding ceremony was absolutely beautiful and had gone off without a hitch. Bradley had tears in his eyes as Natasha walked down the aisle to the Wedding March, matching smiles on their faces as they joined hands at the altar. 

You even shed a tear yourself as the couple exchanged their vows, and before you knew it, Bradley was pulling Natasha in for a loving kiss and they were declared husband and wife.

Then, onto the reception, you’d watched with a slightly sad smile as Bradley and Natasha shared their first dance as husband and wife. You were so happy for the two of them, truly, but it was hard to get into the headspace for celebrating. Seeing two of your favorite people so in love when you’d just been dumped. When your own love life was at a standstill and you were left feeling lost and lonely.

You’d been too preoccupied in your thoughts to notice the first dance had come to an end before Nat came to talk to you. You felt guilty at the fact that she was spending her time worrying about you when she should be enjoying her big day. You’re lucky to call Natasha your sister.

So, you force your most convincing smile onto your face and nod your head, telling her that you’re just fine.

“Just tired from the long day, but I’m having a great time. I’m good, I promise!” You weren’t sure if she believed you, but luckily Natasha was pulled away by one of her aunts gushing over how beautiful she looked and offering her congratulations, before she could protest.

It’s especially hard to enjoy a wedding reception when you’re sat at a table alone, watching as everyone else is having a good time, dancing along to the music being played by the DJ. 

Once the first dance was through, the rest of the guests were welcomed to join the happy couple on the dancefloor. You knew your brother had plenty of cute pilot friends, and you also knew–thanks to Natasha–that some of them were single. So, you were hoping that one of them might ask you to dance.

You may have also been hopeful for the possibility of getting laid tonight. You were newly single but even then, it’d been months since you and your ex last had sex. You were sad and lonely and thought, what better way to get back out there and help yourself feel better than hooking up with one of said cute pilots? 

Your plan, however, seemed futile because none of the guys would even talk to you. In fact, since Bradley had introduced you to them after the ceremony earlier in the day, his fellow pilots could hardly look you in the eye.

“Guys, this is my little sister.” With an arm wrapped around your shoulders, your brother had rattled off each of the naval aviators’ names and callsigns, and told his friends your name. They were all nice enough, each politely shaking your hand and making small talk, a few of them making jokes at your big brother’s expense.

But you could sense there was an awkwardness there, almost as if the members of the Dagger squad were afraid of you. You couldn’t understand why, but you could tell they were hesitant to keep the conversation going with you.

Initially, you brushed it off. However, as the day went on, whenever you’d find yourself alone in conversation with one of the Top Gun pilots, they each kept the interactions very short and sweet, acting as though they couldn’t get away from you fast enough. Leaving you feeling unsure of yourself and wondering what you could have possibly done to have them all so blatantly avoiding you. 

So, after sharing a dance with your dear Uncle Mav and relinquishing him back into the awaiting arms of Penny, you spend the next half hour moping at the table on your own. Absent-mindedly swirling the straw around in your drink, chin resting in your other hand as you watch the festivities going on around you. 

And that’s how Jake finds you.

You were adorable. With your sparkling eyes and your hair pinned up into some intricate up-do that Jake wanted to see undone, a few pieces flowing down and framing your face. The hint of cleavage Jake could see beneath the cowl neckline of that lavender dress that hugged your curves so well as you leaned forward against the table, a slight pout on your lips as you observed everyone having fun on the dancefloor.

Jake could tell that you weren’t having a good time and he knew exactly why. 

Little did you know that earlier that morning while Bradley and his groomsmen were getting ready in a suite separate from the girls, your brother had had a “talk” with all the guys.

Debriefing about last night’s rehearsal dinner, Hangman, Coyote, and Fanboy–all of the single groomsmen–had been discussing a few of Natasha’s bridesmaids that they thought were cute. Especially the maid of honor. 

Rooster’s ears had been ringing when he heard them describe you to a T, and Jake could practically see smoke coming out of them as he turned toward his friends, always the overprotective big brother ready to shut them down.

“The maid of honor,” all of the groomsmen turned to look at the mustached groom as he began to speak.

“Is my little sister. And she’s off limits.” At his words and the stern, serious tone of Bradley’s voice, Jake and the others collectively shut up, matching caught-out and shocked expressions on each of their faces.

“I mean it, guys, I don’t wanna see any of you hitting on her. I love you all like my brothers, but I’m not afraid to kick someone’s ass if I see you trying it on with my sister.”

The guys all knew that Rooster wasn’t bluffing. With rushed apologies and confirmations that they’d leave you alone, the tension left the room as they all laughed it off and went about their business getting ready for the ceremony. 

With Bradley’s warning in mind, the Dagger squad had spent the rest of the day being nice—but not too nice—whenever they spoke to you, and tried to keep their interactions with you to a minimum, so as not to face your older brother’s wrath.

They all knew that Bradley could be a bit hotheaded. Even Bob, who is very happily married, found himself a little afraid to spend too much time conversing with you.

Jake was ready to follow the rules too, it was Bradshaw’s wedding after all. He could hold off on pissing off his best frenemy for one night. At least that was the case, until the reception. 

When he saw you sitting all alone, all gorgeous and sulking, Jake knew right then that he had to go talk to you. He knew he was the only one stupid enough—or brave enough, if you ask him—to go against your brother’s wishes, and who was Jake if he wasn’t stirring the pot?

Was it so wrong for him to help a pretty lady have a good time? And you were beautiful, strikingly so, so Jake wouldn’t mind if he got a little something out of it too. 

Jake isn’t scared of your brother. Besides, Rooster is far too busy dancing with Phoenix, the newlywed couple far too preoccupied with making heart-eyes at each other to notice him making his way over to you.

Your eyes widen with intrigue as the tall, blonde pilot—Jake, or Hangman as he’d been introduced to you—sidles over to where you’re seated. 

God, was he handsome. You sit up a little straighter as he plonks himself down in the chair next to you, a devilish smirk on his lips as he turns toward you. 

“What is a pretty little thing like you doing sitting here all on her lonesome?” He inquires, a slight Southern drawl to his voice. Texan, maybe?

“Um… drinking?” Your answer is short, but you’re a bit caught off guard and still annoyed by the fact that all of your attempts at socializing tonight with anyone outside of the few members of your family and Phoenix, had failed. 

But now, here was Hangman, going out of his way to talk to you and looking you straight in your eyes. His green gaze intense and leaving you a bit flustered. 

Jake glances down to where you’re still toying with the straw in your near-empty glass. With that playful smirk still present on his face, he goes to speak again.

“Well, darlin’, I cannot in good conscience let you drink alone. What are you drinking and how ‘bout I buy you another one?” His question makes you scoff. 

“Tequila Sunrise, and it’s an open bar, so… no, you can’t buy me a drink.” You roll your eyes at the almost too handsome pilot. 

Oh. Pretty and feisty. Jake was going to have a hard time staying away from you.

“Well then, how about I acquire you another one, and because I’m such a nice guy, I’ll even join you?” Jake winks at you and stands, striding towards the bar before you could even answer his question. 

Your brother and Natasha had mentioned Hangman to you a handful times over the years, and he was just as cocky and self-assured as they always said. But, you’d be lying to yourself if you said you don’t find it kind of charming, or that you aren’t extremely attracted to him.

Jake returns a couple minutes later, a Tequila Sunrise in one hand and a glass of what looked to be whiskey in the other. He places your drink down in front of you and slides back into the chair next to yours, albeit a few inches closer this time.

“You know, you look pretty miserable over here. Though, I guess I would be too if I had to grow up with Rooster as my brother.” That draws a genuine laugh out of you.

“There she is!” His exclamation makes you giggle, a slight blush taking over your cheeks. Jake loves the sight of your smile. The sound of your laugh. He decides that he wants to hear that sound over and over again.

“He’s not so bad.” You refute through your laughter.

“I just don’t really know many people here, and I kind of get the feeling my brother and Nat’s friends don’t like me very much. I’m not sure why…” You trail off and look down at your lap, shy all of a sudden. Jake has to fight very hard to not smile at how adorable your furrowed brows and pouted lips are.

“You’re the first person here to actually talk to me for more than two seconds.” You let out a nervous laugh and start sipping your new drink.

Jake feels bad that your dumbass brother’s plan to keep the guys away from you is the reason you’re feeling so down, without you even knowing. And no matter how cute you may look, Jake doesn’t like seeing you sad. He’s going to rectify that.

“Well darlin’, now that I’m here, you don’t need to talk to anyone else.” Jake’s smile is still smug, but sincere, and you can’t help but grin back at him. You shake your head and giggle at the cocky pilot, thinking to yourself that it wouldn’t be so bad if he were the only person you had to talk to for the rest of the night.

“Now, how about we finish these drinks and then we head out onto the dancefloor?” To that, you agree, and the two of you sit sipping your drinks and talking for a little while. Getting better acquainted. Jake is fun and very charming, and you love how easily he’s able to make you laugh.

When Jake notices that you’re just about done with your tequila sunrise, he quickly shoots back the rest of his whiskey, ready to get you onto the dancefloor. He stands and you accept the hand he’s extended toward you, his large hand engulfing your smaller one and letting him lead you into the crowd of people. 

Standing in front of him now, you only just notice how good Jake looks in his suit. It’s a simple black suit, white undershirt and black tie, like all the groomsmen wore. But the way it fits his body, the way the jacket sleeves are ever-so-slightly too tight around his big arms, and the way you could tell he was extremely toned even under layers of clothing, made you dizzy.

As you make it onto the floor, Fleetwood Mac’s ‘Everywhere’ begins to play through the speakers. Jake pulls you in close to him by your joined hands and spins you around under his arm. The two of you laugh, both a little tipsy. 

You spend the duration of the song dancing together like children without a care in the world. Not much rhythm to it or any real dance moves, mostly just jumping around and singing along to the lyrics, Jake twirling you around a good number of times. You’re sure that the two of you look like idiots, but it’s the most fun you’ve had all night.

You dance together to a couple more upbeat songs, and Jake can’t help but admire you. He finds it incredibly sexy how carefree you seem in this moment.

As another classic rock song comes to an end and a slower song takes its place, Jake pulls you in again. This time by the waist, until you’re nearly chest-to-chest. The warmth of his hands setting your skin alight through the thin, satiny fabric of your bridesmaid’s dress. 

Your own hands slide up his biceps, coming to rest on his broad shoulders. You look up at him with those bright, beautiful eyes and a shy smile, and Jake finds himself entranced. 

God, he wants to kiss you.  

You rest your head on his chest as he begins to sway you softly along to the music. As if Jake can feel eyes burning into the side of his face, he turns the two of you slightly, only to find Rooster glaring at him as he stands across the dancefloor, slow dancing with Phoenix.

“What the fuck is he doing?” Bradley quietly asks, mostly to himself, but the question catches his wife’s attention. 

“What is who doing?” Natasha queries with a laugh as she turns to look at where Bradley’s hard gaze is pointed.

“Aw, maybe Bagman does have a heart.” Her lips form into an exaggerated pout as she watches Jake and you sway from side to side as he holds you in his arms, your head leaning on his chest. Bradley looks down at her with a bewildered look on his face.

“No, that is most definitely not AW, and no he doesn’t!” He grouches with a sigh. Natasha gives him a questioning glance, waiting expectantly for whatever the hell it is she’s missing right now.

“I told those idiots to stay away from her.” Bradley mutters dejectedly.

“What are you talking about, told who to stay away from who?” Natasha narrows her eyes at her husband.

“Jake and the rest of the squad. I overheard them talking about how hot they thought my sister was, and I told them to leave her alone.” Bradley whines.

Natasha stays silent for a few moments, processing this information and looking up at her husband with a stunned expression.

“Oh, honey…” She can’t help but laugh. Now she understands why you’d spent much of the evening sulking.

“What?!” Bradley practically shrieks. “She’s my baby sister, I just wanna protect her!”

At that, Natasha cracks a smile. She’s always admired how much Rooster loves his little sister and how, with your parents gone, he always felt it was his responsibility to take care of you. 

“Bradley, I love you, but you really are an idiot sometimes.” Natasha grins, shaking her head at her husband. The look he gives her is dumbfounded and one of slight offense.

“Babe, I get that you want to protect your sister, but she’s not a kid anymore. She’s an adult and you have to let her make her own choices and her own mistakes. Even if one of those mistakes is Bagman.” Natasha scrunches her nose playfully and Bradley gives her a deadpan look. 

“You know she’d be pissed if she found out that you did that.” Natasha smirks, thinking back on a few of the silly sibling spats that she’s had to mediate over the last few years since she’s been with Bradley—most of them due entirely to his overprotective tendencies and your desire to escape them. 

“Come on, Roo, you know I’m right.” Bradley rolls his eyes dramatically and sighs, wrapping his arms around his bride. 

“Yeah, you always are. Doesn’t mean I have to like it.” He places a kiss on her forehead, and murmurs against her skin. “But if he hurts her, I’ll kill him.” 

Bradley glares in Jake’s direction once again.

Jake can also feel the eyes of the other Top Gun pilots on the two of you. They’ve all just witnessed the interaction and look between him and Rooster, some looking on in amusement, others in fear for Jake's safety.

Jake has to bite back a laugh, leaning his head down on top of yours to hide the cheeky smile that plays on his lips. The two of you slow dance a little while longer, Jake’s hands rubbing gently up and down your sides and sending your stomach into a frenzy of butterflies.

Jake decides he’d like a moment alone with you, away from prying eyes. His hands leave your torso, moving to rest on your arms, giving them a light squeeze to gain your attention. The hazy, content look on your pretty face when you look up at him only strengthens his desire to be alone with you. Fuck, he wants you.

“Come with me?” Jake leans down to whisper into your ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine. When he pulls back, you look up to see his emerald eyes boring into you, and you simply nod.

You aren’t sure where he’s taking you, but if he keeps looking at you like that, you’re pretty certain you’d follow him anywhere. He grabs your hand and spares a last glance at your still glaring brother, smirking as he leads you to the exit of the ballroom. 

Before you can make it past the threshold though, Jake comes to an abrupt stop and lets go of your hand.

“One second.” He quickly breathes out, leaving you standing by the door as he darts back over the bar.

You’re confused for a moment, but you can’t help but giggle to yourself as you watch him look around to make sure no one is watching before he reaches behind the bar, grabbing an unopened bottle of champagne. 

He sprints back over to you, once again taking your hand in his free one and speeding out into the hallway, pulling you along with him. You’re unable to keep from laughing, near breathless as you try to keep up with Jake’s long strides in your high heels.

When he finds a dark, empty room towards the back of the venue hall, Jake pulls you inside with him and closes the door. Before you know it, your back is pressed against it, hitting the hard wood with a thud as Jake crashes his lips against yours, kissing you breathless.

Catching your plush bottom lip between both of his, one of his hands finds your waist in the dark, the other still holding onto the neck of the champagne bottle. You kiss him back with just as much fervor, reaching a hand up into Jake’s blonde hair and tugging lightly, pulling a soft groan from him. 

The two of you move in sync, lips pressing together at an increasing speed and intensity until your lungs are burning from the lack of oxygen. Jake pulls back for some air and both of your chests are heaving, light pants escaping your lips as you stare at each other in the dark of the room.

When you look down and catch a glimpse of the bottle still in Jake’s grasp, you let out a breathless chuckle.

“You forgot the glasses.” 

He follows your gaze and laughs along with you, though it comes out as more of a pant.

“Shit, yeah. Maybe we can find some in here, if I can just find a light…” Jake trails off, his body leaving your personal space and pulling the warmth of him along with it. You’re left standing by the door, feeling cold and already missing his presence and his weight against you as he goes off in search of the lights. 

It’s a quick search, after about only 30 seconds, Jake finds a lamp on a table in the corner of the room. He switches it on, casting the room in a soft, dim golden light.

No longer bathed in darkness, you now see that the room you ended up in is another suite like the ones the bridal party had used to get ready that morning. A couple of fancy olive green velvet couches spread throughout the space, a few vanity mirrors along the far wall, a door leading to a bathroom at the back. 

You take a seat on one of the lavish couches and remove your heels, feet aching a bit after the long day. You pull your legs up onto the couch as Jake goes on the hunt for champagne glasses. After a brief and unsuccessful search, Jake joins you on the couch.

“No luck.” His playful pout makes you giggle as he plops down onto the cushion next to you. 

“Fuck it!” Jake exclaims as he turns the champagne bottle away from you to open it, a small gasp escaping your lips as he sends the cork flying somewhere across the room. 

He hands the bottle over to you with a grin.

“Ladies first.” And there’s that wink again. As you take a swig from the bottle, Jake pulls your feet up into his lap, and you nearly choke on the fizzy liquid in surprise when his fingers begin to massage your calves. Once the initial shock wears off, you can’t stop the contented sigh that escapes your lips at the feeling. 

When you’ve taken a few sips, you hand the bottle back over to Jake, fingers brushing as he takes it from your grasp. His eyes remain on your face as he takes a big swig of the champagne and you can feel a blush beginning to heat up your face. 

Setting the bottle down on the floor, Jake tugs your legs closer to him again, this time pulling until you’re nearly sitting in his lap and drawing a little yelp from you. Your face is inches away from his and in the dim lamplight you can see that his eyes are blown wide, mostly black with only a hint of that pretty green visible.

Jake reaches a hand toward the back of your neck, gently running his fingers between your shoulder blades and down your upper back, bare due to the low backing of your dress. Grazing your skin with a featherlight touch before curling his fingers around the nape of your neck and pulling you in to kiss him again. 

The taste of champagne is prevalent as Jake attaches his lips to yours. His other hand moves to your waist to help guide you fully onto his lap. Your own hands slide along his chest over the soft fabric of his suit jacket and up to his broad shoulders, fingers gripping lightly at the soft strands of hair at the nape of his neck. Your lips move softly against his, finding a rhythm and allowing yourself to get lost in it.

Jake’s hands squeeze at your waist, thumbs just barely grazing the underside of your breasts through your dress as he deepens the kiss. Pulling you impossibly closer as he nips at your bottom lip, eliciting a quiet whine from you. His tongue tracks along the seam of your lips and you’re quick to part them for him, allowing his tongue to work softly against yours.

You and Jake relish in the taste of one another mixed with the sweetness of the bubbly alcohol, your movements becoming more fervent. Your head grows dizzy as Jake groans into your mouth when your fingers gently tug at the hair at his nape.

Jake feels his cock twitch in his pants when he pulls away and sees your hazy expression, all hooded lids and kiss-swollen lips. He presses a trail of sweet kisses to your jaw and chin, working his way down to your neck. His nose grazes the column of your throat, inhaling the sweet, flowery scent of your perfume.

Your head tilts back on a quiet moan, granting Jake more access as his mouth begins to work at the side of your neck. Sucking and biting at the soft skin, teeth sure enough to leave a mark. With your hands still in his hair, you pull Jake back up to your lips, kissing him ardently as your hips involuntarily rut against the growing bulge in his trousers.

You both moan at the friction as Jake’s hand moves to cup your cheek, fingers tangling in your intricately styled hair. As his tongue glides against yours, you feel him begin to pull at the pins, loosening your hair from its confines until it flows freely around your shoulders. He pulls back from the kiss to look at you with a look that screams pure lust.

“Fuck, I’ve been wanting to do that all night.” Jake breathes as he runs a hand through your silky locks. Since he first laid eyes on you, he’d wondered how you’d look with your hair all messy and free, your perfect little up-do unraveled. And fuck, does he like what he sees.

With a newfound sense of need, you reattach your lips to Jake’s, sliding your tongue into his mouth as your hands begin to push the suit jacket off of his shoulders. He shrugs it the rest of the way off, letting out a whispered ‘fuck’ as your lips trail down his sharp jawline to his neck as your nimble fingers begin to work on untying his tie, and straight to unbuttoning his dress shirt after that.

When his upper half is free of clothes, you tease soft, barely-there kisses along Jake’s shoulders and the hard plains of his chest. Eager to touch more of your skin, Jake’s hands make their way down to your thighs, changing positions to pull you underneath him on the velvet couch, your legs wrapped around his hips. He sits up and runs an index finger lightly under the thin strap of your dress.

“Can I?” You nod fervently in response to his question and Jake gently pushes the straps off of your shoulders.

You sit up and Jake pecks your lips, his hands moving behind you to unzip the top of your dress. The soft satin falls down around your torso, revealing a strapless lacy bra that matches the pastel purple of your dress. His hands reach again behind your back, making quick work of unclasping your bra to reveal your perfect, supple breasts.

Jake takes a moment to admire the beautiful picture that’s in front of him before he leans down to kiss at your chest. His lips work softly at the swell of your breast, thumb and index finger coming to pinch at one nipple while his mouth engulfs the other. The moan it pulls from you is music to Jake’s ears.

Your fingers tangle in his hair once again as his tongue swirls your nipple, quiet whimpers escaping you as he kisses and suckles at the skin. His mouth travels to your other breast, leaving a trail of kisses along the way before sucking the bud between his lips, tongue working softly at it until it forms a hardened peak.

Satisfied with his work, Jake grazes his teeth against your nipple, evoking a breathy gasp from you and a tug on his hair as he nips at the sensitive bud before releasing it. You feel a gush of arousal at your core as his mouth starts to trail lower down your torso. Kissing softly at your sternum, your ribcage, and just above your navel.

Goosebumps form along your skin as Jake lowers himself down on the couch, strong hands gliding up the sides of your thighs. Pushing the silky fabric of your dress along with them until it’s bunched up at the middle of your torso, revealing pretty, sheer lace panties that you’re sure are probably soaked through.

Jake presses a kiss to your hip bone, looking up at you with wild eyes awaiting your permission. You swallow hard, nodding your head frantically. You need him to touch you before you go insane.

“Please, Jake,” You hardly recognize the breathless, whiny voice that comes out of your mouth. “Need you.”

Jake runs a finger along your slit over the damp fabric of your panties, your desperate, breathy cries painting a smirk on his lips. He doesn’t need to be told twice. 

He teasingly bumps his finger into your clit just to hear you whine before his fingers grip onto your waistband, pulling the lacy fabric torturously slow down your thighs. He sits back on his knees, pressing a kiss to your knee as he helps get your underwear the rest of the way down your legs.

When they fall to the floor, Jake repositions himself on the couch between your thighs, lifting one of them over his shoulder. His lips make a trail up the inside of your thigh, kissing and nipping at the soft skin and enjoying the way your breath catches as he inches closer to where you need him most, before ultimately moving back and starting again on the other thigh. Your fingers tug at his roots, chest breathless and heaving as you wait for Jake to just do something.

You moan out loudly in surprise as your wish is granted, Jake’s tongue licking a broad stripe through your folds. Your fingers tighten in his hair when he presses a kiss to your clit. He pulls back for a moment and just stares at your cunt, pretty and glistening just for him. 

You’d be embarrassed at the attention if it weren’t for the look of complete awe on his gorgeous face as he gazes at your core. His tongue glides through your folds again, collecting your arousal.

“Mm, so fuckin’ sweet, baby. Just like you.” And with that, Jake sucks your clit between his lips, drawing a loud cry from your lips as he applies a firm pressure. He alternates between suckling the sensitive bud and dipping his tongue into your hole, tasting the wetness that continues to flow at his ministrations.

As his lips wrap around your clit once more, you feel one of Jake’s fingers begin to tease at your entrance. Gathering the wetness there before the digit enters you, he lets out a low groan as you clench around it. He works his finger in and out, adding in a second to help stretch you out and get you ready for his cock.

Jake can hear your soft whimpers and heavy breathing, he can feel the way your walls clench around his fingers even tighter as he prods at that spongy spot inside of you and he knows that you’re close.

“Gonna come for me, Sweets? You gonna come all over my tongue?” Jake implores with a teasing smirk before he dives back in, tongue replacing his fingers and licking into you.

“Fuck, please, Ja- OHH!” Your plea is cut short as his fingers pinch at your clit once more. Rubbing tight circles in time with his tongue that’s fucking in and out your hole. Jake’s fingers quicken their pace, pressing firmly against your sensitive bud while he devours you, and you fall over the edge with a sharp cry that borders on being a scream.

“So fucking good for me.” Jake mutters against your center, his tongue lapping up your release while his fingers still gently swirl your clit and work you through your orgasm. He licks up every bit of your sweetness, rutting his hips against the velvety couch cushion to gain some friction on his still-clothed cock that strains under the fabric of his pants, as he watches you writhe under his tongue, hands tugging at his roots hard as your loud cries turn into soft whimpers.

Jake only lets up when your shaky hand tries to push his head away from your center, the pleasure becoming too much. Leaving one final kiss to your inner thigh, he pulls back, lips and chin glistening with your release.

You tug at Jake’s hair again, guiding his head back up to be level with yours. You pull him into a bruising kiss, moaning into his mouth as you taste yourself on his tongue. Your hands travel down to unbuckle Jake’s belt and open the button of his trousers, one hand dipping into the waistband to cup him over his boxers. 

Jake grunts above you as you palm at his hard length, his own hands reaching down to help you remove his pants.

Only able to get them about halfway down his legs from his position hovering over you, Jake pulls back and stands from the couch. He pulls his dress pants and underwear down in one swift motion. Your mouth waters at the sight of him, his cock long and hard, the tip red and dripping with precum.

Before he can return to his previous position kneeling above you, you too stand up, pushing Jake back onto the couch in a seated position.

“Wha- where ya goin’, darling?” Jake questions you with a breathless chuckle, a bit surprised by the moment of dominance from you. As you drop to your knees in front of him though, he starts to get the hint.

“Just wanna return the favor.” You say it sweetly, giving him your best doe eyes. Jake’s hand comes up to cup your cheek, caressing the skin softly and letting out a desperate groan as you position yourself between his thick thighs.

You trail your nails along the skin of his thighs, leaving light pink marks in your wake as you tease your way to the apex of his thighs. When you finally wrap your hand around him, you feel Jake’s cock twitch in your grasp and look up at him with a sweet smile. 

Minx. Jake swears he could cum right then and there.

Your hand rubs along the base of Jake’s cock and up to his tip, collecting the precum dribbling from his slit and dragging it down his length to aid in your movements. Your grip tightens around him just slightly, and you enjoy the desperate sound he makes as you lean down to place a kiss to his weeping tip.

Hand still cupping your cheek, Jake’s fingers move into your hair as you kitten lick at his tip before taking him into your mouth. Your tongue swirls around the ridge of his head, sucking softly and moving further down onto his length. You take as much of him into your mouth as you can, eagerly sucking his shaft and using your hand to rub what you can’t fit.

Your fingers move to grip one of Jake’s strong thighs as you take him as far down your throat as you possibly can, blinking up at him with wide doe eyes. Your cheeks suction around his length and Jake chokes on a loud moan, his fingers tightening in your hair when his tip hits the back of your throat.

“Fuck, fuck.” He gently pulls you off of him with a groan, a string of saliva still connecting your swollen pink lips to the head of his cock. Jake knew he was getting close and he didn’t want to finish before feeling your sweet cunt wrapped around him.

“Need to be inside you, darlin’.” Jake practically begs as he pulls you up to your feet. He finishes unzipping your dress that’s still hanging down around your middle the rest of the way, watching the fabric pool around your feet before guiding you to sit atop his thighs. Fully naked and secure in his lap, you wrap your arms around his neck and lead Jake into another fiery kiss.

“Need you, Jake.” You breathe against his lips, noses rubbing together as you nod your head against him. 

You grind your hips down against his in an effort to convey your need. Jake’s hand reaches down to grip his cock, running it along your soaked folds and bumping your clit with his tip, teasing you both as you moan against each other’s lips.

“Shit… I don’t have a condom.” Jake realizes, voice sounding defeated as he looks down and  watches the head of his cock tease at your clit once more.

“Fuck.” The word comes out of your mouth as a whine. 

Fuck was right. All that hoping and planning to get lucky tonight, and you hadn’t had the forethought to bring protection? Whoops.

Lucky for you, you’d been on the pill for a couple of years now, having started taking it when you were with your ex. You place a gentle kiss to Jake’s cheek before pulling back to look in his eyes as you speak.

“I’m on the pill. And I haven’t been with anyone in a while, so… I’m good.” You chuckle sheepishly, brows furrowing slightly as you wait for Jake’s response.

Jake nods his head eagerly. “Fuck-yeah, I’m all good too! If you’re sure…” he wants to be sure that you’re comfortable.

He can’t help but grin as you nod your head just as eagerly, but that grin is quickly wiped off Jake’s face.

Your brother can never find out about this… Rooster would actually kill him. It’s bad enough that he’s sleeping with Bradley’s little sister on his wedding day, let alone without protection.

It’s an afterthought that Jake realizes he must’ve accidentally spoken aloud, as the giggles that erupt from you in response to the words spoken under his breath hit his ears.

“Yes.” You plant a kiss on his jaw. “I’m sure, Jake.” Another kiss. “Need you.” Your lips move to peck his hungrily.

His thoughts are immediately pulled away from Rooster and Jake couldn’t be happier. Not only does he get to be inside of you, but he gets to feel you wrapped around him with no barrier in between. 

Your blatant need for him only inflates Jake’s ego, and makes him impossibly harder. His hand cups the side of your neck, pressing his lips firmly to yours one more time before leaning back to look at you with a smug smirk.

“Go ahead. Take it, baby.” Jake drawls as he leans back, arms stretched along the back of the couch, his words have you clenching around nothing.

At his request, you lift your hips slightly, taking Jake’s hard cock into your hand and lining it up with your entrance. He watches in awe as you sink down around his length slowly, the both of you hissing simultaneously. You at the stretch, and him the tightness of your walls enveloping him. 

Your hands hold onto Jake’s shoulders for support as you take him, inch by inch, until he’s fully seated inside of you. You both let out quiet curses at the feeling. You’re not sure you’ve ever felt so full, but your slickness makes for easy movement once you get used to the stretch.

You lift your hips until just the tip of his cock is still inside of you, before slowly sinking back down and grinding your hips against his.

“Fuck. Feel so good, darlin.” Jake groans as your muscles clench around him and you let out a quiet whimper in response.

You bury your face in the crook of Jake’s neck as you begin to ride him, moving up and down his length as your hips work to find a rhythm. Jake groans as you begin to pick up the pace, his hands moving to your hips to help guide your movements.

When you’ve found a good rhythm, Jake plants his feet firmly on the floor beneath him and begins to thrust up into you. Pulling your hips firmly against his with every thrust, hitting that spot inside of you that makes you cry out in ecstasy.

The soft whimpers you let out against the skin of his neck are driving Jake’s movements, the sweet, open-mouthed kisses littered against the column of his throat spurring him on. He grunts as your walls tighten around him in a vice-like grip on a particularly hard thrust. 

Jake can tell you’re getting tired as your thighs begin to tremble over his, hips stuttering and losing their tempo as you rise and sink yourself down on his cock.

His hands wrap around your thighs, lifting you off of him and you whine in protest at the loss of the fullness of him. With you still hovering over his lap, arms wrapped around his neck, Jake easily flips the two of you over, gently placing you so that you’re lying back on the velvety couch. He hovers over you, knees digging into the cushions and he leans down to attach his lips to yours as he lines up with your entrance again.

You moan into the kiss as Jake bottoms out inside of you, your velvety walls welcoming him in with ease. Jake lifts one of your thighs around his hips, your leg going to wrap around his back automatically as he plows into you, the head of his cock hitting that spot deep inside of you again and it has you seeing stars.

The room is filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, Jake’s soft grunts and your blissful cries mingling together. Skin slapping against skin as Jake drives into you, the sound of your growing wetness as his cock moves in and out at a rapid pace. Jake leans down to suck a nipple into his mouth as he fucks you, nipping lightly at the skin.

“Jake…fuck! Please…” You’re babbling almost incoherently, the fucked-out look on your face sending Jake into a frenzy.

“I’ve got you, honey. Want you to come for me.” He mumbles against the skin of your chest as he continues to fuck you, one hand gripping onto the top of the couch for support.

He can sense you’re getting close and he applies a firm thumb to your clit, the pressure willing another moan from deep within you. Your fingers lock onto the strands of his hair as his fingers begin to circle the sensitive bundle of nerves. 

Jake quickens the pace of his thrusts, and his hand moves to grab the leg that’s wrapped around his waist, instead pushing your knee up to your chest so he can plunge into you deeper. The new angle combined with the consistent pressure on your clit has you screaming out, and you pray that no one walks down the hall past this room right now because they’d definitely hear you.

The sensation of Jake’s thumb and forefinger harshly pinching your clit sends you over the edge, a loud, broken cry escaping your throat as he fucks you through it. His length continues to move in and out of you, hips never slowing their pace. The overstimulation leaves you a whimpering mess, nails clawing into Jake’s shoulder as he searches for his own high.

Jake is nearing his end too, the tightness of your walls constricting around his cock as you writhe and whimper underneath him makes his hips stutter as he slams into you. With a few more thrusts, he reaches his peak with a deep groan. His warm, sticky release coating your walls and you sigh blissfully at the feeling. Jake’s hips slow, not stopping fully until he’s spent, wanting to fill you up with every last drop of his cum.

Once he’s sure that you’ve milked him of every last bit, Jake pulls out of you gently and you whimper at the feeling. Missing the fullness of him already, a sigh escapes your lips as a mixture of his release and yours begins to dribble out between your thighs.

Jake moves to flip the two of you over so that you’re lying on top of him, your head resting upon his chest. You can feel his still-fast heartbeat against your ear, getting slower by the minute as he recovers from his high. 

Your own heart is racing too and your mind is hazy as you wind down, you’re not sure that anyone has ever fucked you so good. Jake’s arms wrap around you, one hand reaching up into your hair and gently massaging your scalp as the other softly rubs at the skin of your back.

The two of you lay there for a while, cuddling and quietly talking about everything and nothing. Sharing details about yourselves, wanting to get to know each other a little better. 

At some point, you pick up the bottle of champagne from the floor again, still resting on Jake’s chest as you pass it back and forth. Taking sips, both of you pleasantly buzzed—from both the alcohol and the orgasms—as you talk about your jobs, your families, anything and everything that comes to mind.

Eventually, the topic of discussion turns to the events of the day and the wedding, and Jake has you giggling as he makes some joke at your brother’s expense. 

Spending time with Jake is easy. You feel giddy, yet comfortable in his embrace and his cocky-but-charming personality hasn’t failed yet to make you smile.

“Maybe we should get married.” The sarcastic tone of Jake’s voice lets you know he’s obviously joking, but his words still have you lifting your head from his bare chest to look up at him, a bit bemused.

“It would make my entire life to see the look on Rooster’s face when he has to tell people that I’m his brother-in-law.” Jake continues, looking down at you with that signature smirk, the mischievous mirth in his eyes eliciting a giggle from you.

Even though he doesn’t know you very well yet, Jake can’t help but think it might actually be pretty nice to be married to someone like you. Sweet, funny, beautiful–and Jake finds he really enjoys spending time with you.

“Yeah, I’d pay good money to see that.” You agree, your body being gently bounced around with the movement of Jake’s chest beneath you as he joins you in your laughter.

“Ok, so I know it’s a little soon for marriage, but I would like to take you out.” For the first time since you met him earlier that day, Jake actually seems a bit… nervous? The smile on his face is a bashful one and you find it’s adorable. From the stories your brother had told about the cocky pilot, you never would’ve thought you’d find him so endearing.

“Like… in the murdering sense?” You try to alleviate his nerves with a bit of humor and Jake’s subsequent deadpan stare has you giggling again. You lean up to press a kiss to his jaw. He pretends to be annoyed by your antics, but you can tell he’s trying not to smile.

“On a date.” He drawls with a dramatic eye roll. You suck in a breath and plaster a pensive look on your face, pretending for a moment like you actually need to think about his offer. You exhale with an exaggerated sigh.

“Ok.” Your arms tighten around Jake’s torso and you press a kiss to his chest.

“Yeah?” Jake tries to keep his cool, but he has a hard time hiding the excitement in his voice. He knows you can probably feel the way his heart has sped up beneath your cheek that’s resting against his skin too.

“Yes. I’d love to go out with you.” You lift your head to gaze up at him once more, trying to bite back your grin. But Jake’s thumb reaches up to release your bottom lip from between your teeth, gently running over the tender skin as he gazes down at you with those glittering green eyes. Yeah, you could get used to that.

The two of you stay wrapped up together on the sofa a little while longer, still talking quietly so as to not disturb the peaceful atmosphere of the ambiently-lit suite. You’re still lying on Jake’s chest, your legs intertwined with his, lulled into a hazy state of comfort as one of his hands lightly runs through your hair, lazily twirling the locks around his finger. His other hand is softly tracing patterns onto the bare skin of your back.

You and Jake have been gone a long while now, and you know if you don’t return to the party soon, Bradley is going to come looking for you. Deciding you’d rather not have your brother find you in such a compromising position with one of his friends, you begrudgingly lift your head from Jake’s chest.

“We should probably head back out there.” You say with little enthusiasm. “My brother’s gonna think you kidnapped me and send out a search party.” 

You grumble, pouting as Jake’s hand lightly caresses over your hair. Cute. 

He laughs at your sour expression and hums in agreement, sitting up on the couch. The movement of his body taking you with him as you’re still wrapped around him.

Jake ponders if he should maybe tell you about Bradley warning all of the men at his wedding away from you—but ultimately decides against it as you seem so content, so at ease with him. He didn’t want to ruin your good mood or cause problems between you and your brother. And, he really likes you. He doesn’t want to fuck this up.

Maybe he’d tell you one day when Bradley is really pissing him off, he thinks to himself with a smirk.

Jake helps you to your feet before standing up himself and stepping back into his boxers. He tells you to wait a moment while he runs into the bathroom that’s at the back of the room. 

While you’re in the midst of securely clasping your bra back over your chest, Jake returns with a damp cloth, kneeling down to gently clean up his cum that’s now dried down the inside of your thighs, leaving a soft kiss to the skin of your hip. 

Once you’re all cleaned up, Jake helps you step into your lace underwear, bracing yourself with a hand on his shoulder for balance as your legs still feel a bit like Jell-O after the earth-shattering orgasms he had given you.

He stands to help you back into your bridesmaid’s dress, leaning down to place featherlight kisses to your shoulder blades as he closes up the zipper. Jake even helps smooth down your hair—surely a mess from your earlier activities and his hands running through it—leaving a chaste kiss to your lips before he moves to re-dress himself. This time forgoing his tie in favor of stuffing it into his pocket. 

With your heels strapped around your ankles once more, you let Jake lead you out of the suite. Your hand joined with his and your cheek resting against his shoulder as you navigate your way, side by side, back to the ballroom. 

When you reach the double doors, you tug at Jake’s hand to stop him before he can open them. The blonde’s cute, inquisitive look reminds you of a golden retriever puppy and it makes your heart flutter. You reach up to cup his cheeks, pulling him in for a brief, but passionate kiss.

“Sorry, I just really wanted to do that again.” You tell him with a nervous laugh and he lets out a satisfied groan.

“Don’t be sorry, sweetheart.” Jake pulls you back in and you can feel the smirk on his lips as he attaches them to yours. The two of you spend the next few minutes just standing there, making out outside of the entrance to the ballroom. 

Mouths moving languidly together, and you don’t hesitate to grant Jake’s tongue access when it runs along the seam of your lips. Tongues swirling lazily around one another trying to memorize the taste. When you finally pull back, your lips are swollen, and both you and Jake are beaming.

The reception is coming to an end, and you make it back into the slowly emptying ballroom just in time to see the happy newlyweds making their rounds about the room, accepting congratulations and thanking their guests for coming. 

As they come across you and Jake, Natasha is all smiles while Bradley’s expression drops into one of annoyance, his hazel-eyed glare directed at Jake. 

Never one to be intimidated by his best frenemy, Jake’s mouth forms into that distinctive smirk, extending the hand that wasn’t holding yours toward your brother.

“Congratulations, Rooster.” Jake speaks confidently. The two of them shake hands, not dissimilar to how they did after the success of the Uranium mission. Except this time, Bradley isn’t smiling.

By the happy look on your face and the fact that you’re not glaring at him—or trying to hit him—Bradley realizes that Jake must not have told you about his earlier warning to his groomsmen. Though he’s still annoyed with Jake for going against his wishes, he guesses that’s for the best. Maybe Natasha was right.

“Thanks, man.” Bradley’s face softens just barely. 

“But, just know, if you hurt my little sister, I won’t hesitate to shoot your plane out of the sky. We clear?” Your brother continues, still shaking Jake’s hand all the while. Natasha watches the whole exchange, trying not to laugh.

“Bradley-!” Eyes widening, you try to intercept but Jake stops you, giving your hand a light squeeze.

“No, no. It’s okay, Sweets.” You can hear the mirth in his voice when he says it, knowing he’s going to get a reaction out of Bradley.

“SWEETS?!” Your brother all but shrieks, ripping his hand away from Jake’s as if he’s been burned and Natasha is no longer able to hold back her laughter. The pouty glare he gives her in return ends up pulling a snicker out of you too. Jake chuckles haughtily and wraps an arm around your shoulders before addressing your brother again.

“I’m not gonna do anything to hurt her, Bradshaw. I promise. You have my word.” You smile sweetly up at Jake, delighted by his words. 

Your brother grumbles in agreement, recognizing the sincerity in his friend’s voice in that moment, before the two of them shake hands once more. Then, Jake offers the bride a hug and his congratulations, and tells you he’ll give you a moment with you brother, that he’ll be waiting for you by the exit.

With Jake making his exit, your brother’s face finally softens as he turns his attention to you. 

That is, until he glances down a bit and you know that he’s clocked the very obvious hickey blooming on the side of your neck when his expression hardens again. You can swear you see his eye twitch and you have to refrain from laughing. Luckily, for both of your sakes, he doesn’t bring it up.

Bradley just sighs before shaking his head. For the first time since the breakup, his little sister looks genuinely happy and if that’s the case, then he’s happy too.

“Hangman… really?” He scrunches his nose and at that, you simply shrug at him with an amused grin.

Your brother groans, “I don’t know what happened, and I don’t wanna know.”

“Deal.” The two of you share a laugh and Bradley pulls you into a tight bear-hug, which you return gratefully.

“Love you, sis.” He murmurs into the crown of your hair. “Love you too, Bradley.”

Natasha watches the sweet moment between her new husband and sister-in-law with a smile.

“I’m really happy for you, big bro. And so proud. Mom and Dad would be too.” Your arms tighten around him as you quietly deliver the sentiment.

You turn your gaze toward Natasha to let her know that you’re now addressing her as well. “Congratulations!”

When Bradley releases you from his embrace, Nat pulls you in for a hug as well. With that, they bid you goodnight and make your way back over to Jake who’s waiting for you by the ballroom doors.

Bradley opens his arm for his wife to step under, which Natasha does gladly, her own arm draping around Bradley’s waist as his moves to wrap around her shoulders. The couple watches on as you cross the room to reach the cockiest member of the Dagger squad.

“I actually think they’re kinda cute together.” Natasha’s tone is a jesting one, but there’s definitely some truth to her statement. Bradley just tilts his head up toward the ceiling, eyes clenched shut as he groans in response.

With the festivities coming to a close, you find yourself incredibly tired. After such a long day–and all the exertion with Jake that evening, you’re more than ready for a good night’s sleep. Fortunately for you, everyone was staying in the hotel at which the reception was held, so it wasn’t a long commute. 

Despite your increasing exhaustion though, you were reluctant to bid Jake goodnight.

“So… I guess, if you want, you could walk me to my room? Or…” You trail off, leaving the ball in his court. A tad nervous now, blinking up at him with a bright-eyed, hopeful expression, unsure if Jake will get the hint. 

But he definitely does, and the expectant look on your beautiful face makes him smile. What you don’t know is that Jake isn’t quite ready for his time with you tonight to come to an end either.

“Or… you could come back to mine?” He finishes the sentence for you, his grin morphing into more of a smirk, but his tone remains sincere. Placing your hands on his chest, you lean up to peck Jake’s lips.

“I’d love to.” You speak softly against his lips and Jake can feel you smiling. “Just don’t tell my brother.”

Your cheeky remark has Jake letting out a throaty chuckle, his breath warming your cheek before he briefly presses his lips to yours more firmly.

“How else am I gonna piss him off?” Jake jests and you retreat from the kiss, playfully smacking his chest. Shaking your head as the two of you share another laugh. His hands move to slide up the bare skin of your arms as you pull back and Jake can feel the goosebumps forming there.

He removes his suit jacket, leaving him in just his dress shirt, and carefully drapes it over your shoulders. The coat dwarfs your smaller frame, and Jake decides he loves the way you look all wrapped up in his clothes.

“Come on, Sweets. Let’s get you to bed.” Jake softly drawls. The look you give him is one of pure adoration as he takes your hand in his and leads you out into the halls of the hotel.

And though you’re most definitely tired, you have an inkling you’d be more than okay with spending a couple more hours wide awake with Jake when you get up to his room.

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Fall Into Me

dbf!Joel x f!reader

The first TLOU fic I ever read was a dbf!Joel story and it left an indelible mark on my soul. Unfortunately, I never bookmarked it so I have no idea which one it was. It's only natural that I had to try my hand at one at some point. So, here we are.

Summary: Joel is hanging on by a thread as a single father to a tenacious 10-year-old Sarah. Feeling like he's drowning, like the world is about to spit him out, he needs some help before he breaks in half. At your dad's insistence, you show up in his life and change everything.

Story is inspired by the song Fall Into Me by Forest Blakk. Chapter titles will be lyrics from the song.

Word Count: 4.1k

Series Warnings: Mature to start, but will ultimately be Explicit, under 18 take a hike. No outbreak AU. There will be angst, drama, fluff, humor, romance, smut... basically, the works. Age gap of about 9 years (Reader 24/25, Joel 33/34). No use of y/n. Reader has a nickname from her dad, which will be explained at some point.

Dividers by the wonderful @saradika-graphics

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Chapter One: The Day That I Met You

If you asked him over a decade ago where he’d be now, Joel Miller would not have placed himself as a single father to a tenacious pre-teen desperately trying to keep things afloat. He spent too many hours in the week working to keep a roof over their heads and food on the table. He would be lost without the help of his brother and the few friends he had. He had no social life to speak of and could not for the life of him remember the last time he went on an actual date.

No, back then, Joel thought he’d be living the good life in ten years’ time – traveling, going out with the boys, maybe have a girlfriend or wife. Basically, just getting to do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. Don’t get him wrong, though. He was still living a good life; it just was a different sort of good than what he hoped for back in the day.

He loved his daughter with every fiber of his being. Sarah was the best damn thing that ever happened to him, his entire world, and he wouldn’t change the past ten years for anything. He bent over backwards doing whatever it took to make his little girl feel cared for, happy, and loved. He just wished there was a little energy left for something for himself at the end of the day.

Joel Miller was drained. Mentally, physically, and emotionally.

He awoke with a groan as the bright sunlight broke through the gap in his curtains. It was Saturday – his birthday – and he hoped to sleep in, at least a little. Between the brightness of the morning and the stifled sounds of clanging pans and voices carrying up the stairs from his kitchen, sleeping in was not happening.

He hauled himself out of bed with a groan worthy of a man twenty years his senior and stretched out his limbs to ease the achiness in his bare back and chest from too much manual labor. Throwing on a pair of well-worn sleep pants and a faded tee shirt, Joel slipped from his bedroom and down the stairs. He moved rather quietly for a man of his size, stealing a moment to lean against the entryway into the kitchen and watch as Sarah and Tommy worked together making breakfast.

The counters were a mess of spilled pancake mix, eggshells, and… was that coffee dripping over the edge and onto the floor? It was a toss-up on who made the bigger mess, his ten-year-old daughter, or his grown ass brother. Still, Joel could not stop the smile spreading across his face as he watched them laughing and teasing each other. That, right there, was the reason he worked so hard, why the loneliness was worth it.

When Tommy flipped the stovetop off, Sarah turned to find her dad smiling goofily at them. “Happy Birthday, Dad!” she exclaimed, launching herself at his chest. Her lanky arms wrapped around his neck as he lifted her off the ground in a big bear hug.

“Thanks, baby girl,” Joel replied, pressing his lips to her forehead in a quick kiss before he settled her feet on the ground.

“We made you breakfast!” Sarah declared, gesturing toward the disaster zone formerly known as his kitchen.

“I see that,” he chuckled, voice still slightly rough with sleep.

Tommy turned with a smirk, hands grasping two plates filled with bacon, eggs, and pancakes. “Take a seat, brother. Let us take care of you on your birthday.” Placing the food on the small dining table, Tommy roughly patted his brother’s shoulders. “Don’t worry ‘bout the mess, I’m on cleanup duty after we eat.”

“We expectin’ company? That’s a helluva lot of food,” Joel grumbled. He needed coffee, stat.

“Yeah, JB is comin’ over to see ya before heading to the airport. His daughter finished grad school over the summer and is moving back home.” Tommy set more food and a full mug of dark roast coffee in front of his brother. The scent alone made Joel perk up a little.

The Millers hadn’t met you yet, having only become friends with your dad through work after you’d already left for college on the east coast. Your dad had a good decade on Joel, but he and the Miller brothers got on like a forest fire from what he told you. With visits home always short and rushed, busy catching up with family and your own friends, there was never time for your dad to introduce you all. Now you were coming home for good and would have plentiful opportunities for spending time with your dad and his friends.

“Speak of the devil,” Tommy muttered as the doorbell rang. Sarah bounded to the door to greet your dad with a hug. In many ways, the girl reminded him of you when you were young, and it always brought a smile to his face.

“There he is! The man of the hour. Happy Birthday, buddy!” Your dad, John, or JB as the Millers called him, ruffled Joel’s already mussed hair, leaving a few locks standing straight up in further disarray. Pulling a 12-pack of beer from behind his back, your dad set it on the table in front of Joel, topped with a little red bow. “I gotcha a lil’ something to celebrate.”

“Good man,” Joel replied with a chuckle. “Have a seat and help me eat all this. Tommy just told me your lil’ girl is coming home, finally.”

Your dad’s face lit up even more at the mention of you coming home. “She’s not so little anymore, but I sure am glad she’s moving back here. Said she had enough of the east coast, but I think she just missed her ol’ man.” After wolfing down some food, he added, “Think we could host a small barbecue here this coming weekend to celebrate? Your backyard is way nicer than mine and you got the pool and all.”

“Not to mention that fancy ass grill,” Tommy chimed in.

Swallowing a long sip of his morning go juice, Joel nodded. “Of course. Invite whoever you want. I’m looking forward to finally meeting your daughter.”

“Me too!” Sarah added. She heard a lot about you from your dad and hoped you were as cool in person as he made you out to be.

Joel’s mind started spinning upon hearing his daughter’s excitement. With her school hours being so different from his typical work hours, he was spending a small fortune on after school care for Sarah. She was still too young for him to leave home alone, especially on those days where he’s stuck late at a job. He was barely scraping by as it was and couldn’t really afford the cost of after school programs. Perhaps…

“JB, ya think your daughter would mind watching Sarah during the week while she’s home. Drop off and pick up from school and keeping her company ‘til I get home from work? I could pay her – it wouldn’t be much, but better than nothin’, I imagine.” He watched Sarah’s eyes light up at the suggestion and knew it was a good choice.

“I’m sure she’d love to. She wasn’t planning on finding a real job until after the holidays, so I know she’ll be free during the day,” your dad replied. “I’ll talk to her about it on the ride back from the airport and let you know.”

Three suitcases and a carry-on bag. That’s all you had left from six and a half years of pursuing higher education in North Carolina. You sold or gave away anything that did not fit into your luggage or hold sentimental value of your time away. Now, you were moving back home to save some money before you had to start chipping away at the mountain of student loan debt you accrued.

You loved learning, always have, but you were relieved to be done with school. Equipped with a bachelor’s degree in earth sciences and a master’s in education, you felt like a real adult ready to take the world of middle school by storm… well, starting after the new year, maybe. For now, you needed several months of limited to no responsibility to recoup your mental and physical energy. That last couple years of school really burned you out. Not to mention the last-minute rejection of a teaching position you thought was in the bag…

Anyway, you were better off leaving North Carolina behind and returning to Austin. You missed your dad something fierce and his particular brand of caring for you was exactly what your weary soul needed. It was you and him against the world, just like when you were a kid.

You flight was smooth and uneventful, yet you were relieved to deboard the plane. Something about being stuck in a tin can at the mercy of someone else’s ability to keep the thing from plummeting to the ground really aggravated your anxiety. Flying was something you would never enjoy; it was merely a means to an end when you wanted to travel long distances.

The journey to baggage claim was a slog with the crowd of passengers all heading to the same place. You were wondering how you’d wrangle three large suitcases by yourself when you caught sight of your dad. His broad smile took over his face when he spotted you, rushing over to sweep you up in a big bear hug.

“Hey Spud, how was the flight?” he asked as you waited for the baggage carousel to begin moving. “Looks like it was a full plane.”

“It was, but the flight was good. I’m really glad to be home.”

“Me, too, kid.”

You settled into a comfortable silence, watching various pieces of luggage pass by on the carousel. Your bags were scattered, and you had to wait several cycles to get all of them. Your dad lugged the final suitcase over the carousel with a grunt. “Jesus, what you got in this one? Bricks? A body?”

“That one has my gaming system and half a closet full of clothes,” you replied with a laugh.

Before long, everything was loaded into your dad’s truck, and you were heading back towards town. The radio hummed at a low volume as you both chatted about everything and nothing all at once.

“Hey, so I know you said you weren’t looking for full-time work until after the new year, but I have a proposition for you.” Your dad’s eyes stayed focused on the road, and you merely quirked a brow waiting for him to continue. “My buddy Joel – you know the one I told you about? Well, his daughter is ten and he needs some help with the school run and after school care. Our work hours aren’t exactly the same as elementary school, you know?”

You nodded, remembering all the times your dad spoke to you about Joel, as well as his daughter and brother. Despite never meeting them, you felt like you already knew their whole life story. “So, he’s looking for a nanny or something? I could do that. It would keep me from getting lazy while I navigate getting my Texas teaching certificate.”

Your dad grinned, one hand patting your leg. “I was hoping you’d say that. Joel will pay you, of course, but just… don’t expect much. It ain’t easy for him being a single dad trying to keep everything afloat.”

Again, you nodded, a soft smile creasing your lips. You knew all too well how challenging it could be for single parents, having grown up with just you and your dad. Much like what your dad told you about Joel’s experience with the mother of his child, your mom split when you were barely a toddler. Things weren’t always sunshine and roses, but your dad sure did his best to make sure you had a great life. Honestly, you wouldn’t trade it for the world, that life with your dad. You had a feeling it was much the same for Joel and his daughter.

“I’m happy to help, even if he doesn’t pay me. I’m sure his daughter will enjoy having a female influence in her life if nothing else. What’s her name again? Sarah?”

Your dad’s eyes twinkled with pride. “Yup, that’s it. I’m proud of the woman you’ve become, Spud.”

A mist of tears prickled your eyes as you mumbled out a “Thanks, dad.” After a beat, you added, “Must you keep up with that nickname?”

“Of course. You’ll always be my little Spud,” he laughed as you rolled your eyes. “Oh, by the way, we’re going to the Millers on Saturday for your welcome home party.”

“What’s all this?” Joel questioned as Tommy and Sarah placed a heavy, wrapped package on the table before him along with a few smaller presents. The remains of a birthday cake sat nearby, having been delightfully devoured by the Millers while celebrating Joel’s birthday.

“Just a little somethin’ from me and Sarah,” Tommy replied, a boyish grin alighting his handsome features.

Joel gazed between them with curiosity. Not big on celebrating his own aging, he rarely got big gifts. “You wanna help me open this, nugget?” Sarah’s eyes lit up, small hands reaching to tear the wrapping paper into shreds. It only took a few moments for the contents to be revealed, leaving Joel confused at the modern contraption sitting in front of him. “What am I supposed to do with this?”

“You play video games on it, dumbass.” Tommy harumphed as he began a diatribe on the features of the gaming system – he had one just like it at his place and it provided hours of entertainment when he didn’t feel like going out. “I figured it would be a good hobby for you since you never want to join me in going out.”

“Huh,” Joel grunted in return, brows furrowed as he read the instructions on how to setup up the machine. His attention was diverted by Sarah shoving the smaller parcels into his lap.

“Here, dad! These go with it.” Together, they tore into the wrapping paper to find several video games, a few of which were family friendly. The final gift was a spare controller for the gaming system so he and Sarah could play together.

Despite still being unsure that the gift was a good fit for him, Joel was grateful to Tommy for the effort. “This is too much, man. You shouldn’t spend this kind of money on me, Tommy.”

His brother waved him off. “I found a great deal and you never get anything for yourself, brother. You deserve something to indulge in. Believe me, you’ll have fun with this.”

The rest of the evening was spent with Tommy setting up the system and showing the father-daughter duo how to play some of the games he picked out. The living room filled with lots of laughter and teasing, and Joel found himself really getting into the fun of the video games.

After tucking Sarah into bed, Tommy showed Joel a game that was too violent for the little girl but entertaining for the men. The game was set in Washington DC which had been ravaged by a brutal pandemic and the main character was part of a group of agents fighting off nefarious gangs trying to take over the city. Joel caught onto the gameplay quickly and the two men found themselves building the loadout for Joel’s character, taking out bad guys, and chatting well into the night.

At two in the morning, the pair looked at each other with bleary, red-rimmed eyes and finally called it a night. Joel directed Tommy to crash in the spare room as he shuffled off to bed upstairs.

It didn’t take you long to get settled into your dad’s house. It wasn’t the home you grew up in and you only visited a few times after he bought it. After years living away on your own, you thought it would be an adjustment being under his roof again, but it wasn’t. He understood the need for personal space and never hovered unless you were hurt or sick. He gave you the downstairs bedroom – it was the largest in the house, with an ensuite bath and huge walk-in closet.

“Dad, no! Why in the world is this not your room?” you questioned when he placed your bags on the brand-new, king size bed he had delivered the week prior.

“Hell no, Spud. What do I need all this space for? I like the upstairs rooms better – the light is all wrong in this one anyway.”

You looked around, holding in a giggle. The room faced south, giving you just the right amount of natural light all day. That’s what your dad didn’t like. He preferred to live like a bat in a cave with blackout curtains and limited lighting.

“Alright, well, I love it. The natural light is perfect for me. I can actually put some plants on the windowsills. Thank you!” You kissed his cheek as he left you to get settled.

You spent the week rearranging the bedroom how you wanted it, setting up your gaming system, and putting all your clothes into the walk-in closet. Your dad hadn’t done much with the room other than furnish it, so you made a few trips to the store to get a bathroom set, floor lamps, and wall décor to make the room your own.

Before you knew it, Saturday morning dawned bright and warm. The day of your welcome home gathering arrived, and you would finally get to meet the Millers. An excited energy had you moving about your space in a flurry, tidying up and getting ready early. You’d seen some photos of the Millers that your dad sent you – Sarah was adorable with her dark, springy curls, and Joel… Joel was handsome, in a broody, overworked kind of way, with dark, riotous curls and big, warm chocolate eyes. Kind eyes, you called them.

“Hey Spud, you ready?” your dad called from the kitchen as you put the finishing touches on your hair. It was pinned up, leaving the smooth skin of your neck bare. The sundress you picked hugged your curves in just the right way, falling just at your knees in a flow of lightweight material. In early October, Austin was still hot, and you hoped the Millers’ yard was shaded.

“Bring a swimsuit! They have a pool!” he yelled as you grabbed the last of your things. Turning back to your closet, you grabbed a dark green one-piece suitable for family-friendly swimming and tucked it into your bag.

“I’m ready!”

Your dad smiled at the sight of you. “Let’s go then. We’re heading over early so you can officially meet the Millers and we’ll help them setup before everyone else arrives.”

“Sounds good. Who all’s coming anyway?” Your eyes widened as your dad rattled off a list of people he invited, including his work buddies and some of his and Joel’s neighbors. He would have invited some of your old friends from high school, but you all lost touch over the years. The party was turning out bigger than you thought. Your heart swelled with how happy your dad was to have you home for good.

The Millers lived in the same neighborhood, only a few blocks away, so close you could have walked if not for the scorching sun. The drive took only a few minutes before your dad pulled into the driveway of a two-story home similar to your dad’s, with simple landscaping and two wooden rocking chairs on the wide porch. Lovely and quaint, the house made you more curious about the people who lived there.

“Dayum! Get a load a JB’s daughter, Joel,” Tommy called from the living room, leaning over the couch to look out the front window. “She’s smokin’ hot!”

“Dammit, Tommy. Stop spying on ‘em,” Joel growled, sneaking a peek over his brother’s shoulder to do a little hypocritical spying of his own. Breath caught in his throat at the sight of you and he couldn’t break his gaze away, even as JB led you toward the front door.

“What was that about spyin’, brother?” Tommy teased, practically dragging Joel away from the window as a knock sounded against the door. “Don’t worry, I’ll get it.”

Tommy opened the heavy wooden door revealing the pair of you standing there, matching bright eyes and wide grins greeting him. “Well, hello there, beautiful. I’m Tommy.” Reaching a hand toward you, Tommy completely ignored JB, who just scowled at him.

“Nice to meet you, Tommy,” you replied, offering him your hand and name in return. Joel’s scowl matched your dad’s expression as Tommy held your hand for several beats too long.

“Back off, Tommy,” your dad grunted, swatting at the younger Miller brother. “This here is Tommy’s brother, Joel. The one who actually owns this house and the better Miller, if you ask me.”

“Ain’t no one askin’ you, old man,” Tommy’s smart mouth shot back at your dad.

Joel ignored both men, eyes like dark pools as he gazed at you, awed at how small and delicate your hand felt in his. “Howdy, darlin’,” his voice rumbled from his chest. “Come on in. There’s someone else lookin’ forward to meeting you.”

Leading the way through the kitchen into the backyard, Joel felt the heat of your gaze burning his back. Were you checking him out? There was no way. You were beautiful and likely in your early twenties. He felt ancient, though he was only in his early thirties, the hard labor of construction work having taken its toll on him.

“Hi Dad!” a young, sweet voice called from a small swing set where a precious little girl entertained herself. “Who’s this?”

Joel introduced you to his daughter, leaving the two of you to get acquainted as your dad called him away.

“You were away at college?” Sarah questioned, motioning for you to take a seat on the swing next to hers.

“I was,” you replied. “But I’m back for good now.”

“That’s good. What grade did you get to? I’m in fourth grade.”

You thought about it a moment. “I guess it would be 18th grade. But you stop counting grade numbers after 12th and start using different words to describe what year you’re in during college.”

Sarah listened raptly while you explained the different terms, what you studied in school, and what kind of job you were hoping to get.

“You want to be a teacher?” she asked, awed.

“I do! I want to teach middle grade science.”

“I love science! Maybe you could be my teacher when I get to sixth grade!”

Joel returned with your dad and Tommy in tow to find you and Sarah having a blast. The little girl sat in your lap as you kicked your feet out, swinging as high as you could, singing some camp song you remembered from your youth.

“See? Told ya she’d love to spend time with Sarah,” your dad said to Joel. He couldn’t tear his gaze away, staring at the two of you with a glazed look in his dark eyes.

Shaking himself off, Joel turned to your dad. “Guess I better work out some details with her.” He stepped over to the swing set, taking a seat on the empty swing and hoping to the heavens above that it held his weight. He struggled internally on how to start the conversation and was just about to blurt something out when his amazing daughter saved the day.

“Dad! She wants to be a teacher! A science teacher! Isn’t that cool? Did you ask her about watching me yet? I think she’d love to.” Sarah rambled on excitedly, amusing you and Joel. Turning to you before Joel could chime in, Sarah turned to you with baby cow eyes, adding, “You would love to, right?”

How could you ever resist that look? No one could. Both you and Joel were powerless as you nodded, and the offer became official. Cell numbers were exchanged and before you knew it, you had a job starting Monday.

Hours later, slightly drunk on spiked fruit punch and buzzing with energy, you thanked Joel for hosting the barbecue and giving you a job. You kissed his stubbled cheek, forcing thoughts of how attractive he was as far down as they could go. You could not develop a crush on your boss. “I’ll see you Monday morning, bright and early!” you declared before following your dad through the front door.

TBC

#joel miller #joel miller x reader #joel x female reader #the last of us #tlou #dbf!joel #Fall Into Me #pedro pascal #eventual smut #eventual romance

[chaos-coming]

A little pissed that my roommates came home from 5 days away and i had cilantro and spring onions drying out on the table, and instead of asking me to move it to use the table, since i was home all day, they just rolled the towels with the greens together and stuck it on the bench, so now my cilantro smells (and probably tastes) like onion AND none of them are drying properly bc of the night spent rolled in a ball in the humid apartment.

Like its not hard to knock on my door and ask me, god knows they do it all the time when im in important meetings, but theyd rather just ruin tons of food

#i get that theyre pissed i didnt clean but 1. had a small depressive episode and 2. its not hard to send a text #like thats a lot of food to go to waste and Clearly i was doing something since they were laid out nicely and covered in a towel #and my room is tiny like half the size of theirs where tf am i supposed to put that shit #AND they were gone all week and didnt tell me when they were coming back or i would have cleaned up more #like cmon thats pretty basic respect why would you ruin my food instead of just talking to me i was 1 foot away in my room #i dont complain when they never ever clean the food from the kitchen sink drain #or the fact that they threw a glitter party in the apartment for pride and i was the one who had to clean it up like they didnt even offer #or sometimes theyll leave for the weekend with moldy food on the stovetop. its happened more than twice #so id say we're pretty even as roommates this was just like inconsiderate #seriously they could have just asked me to move it #im starting to think i need to live alone but who tf can afford that in this economy #also theyre younger than me and im getting sick of hanging out with children i gotta graduate already and get back to the real world #damn i thought 24 was old when i was that age but it is still early 20s and obviously so

[sempersirens]

raising hell all over town

pairing: best friend's dad!joel x f!reader

summary: you've been a friend of sarah's since you were old enough to steal bottles of her dad's whiskey for parties. sarah was always the sensible one in your friendship, getting you out of the trouble you usually started. but now sarah has gone off to college, who else but joel could pick up the pieces?

content/warnings: 18+ mdni. alcohol. drugs. age gap. violence/fighting. smut: unprotected p in v, spanking

a/n: inspired by this gif set, and the wonderful @amanitacowboy & @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin for introducing me to that yellowstone scene kind of nervous about this, my first proper smutty fic - i find smut really difficult to write for some reason (weird because i'm feral horny 24/7) so this was kinda out of my comfort zone but i hope you all enjoy! PSA: i no longer have a taglist! feel free to follow my updates blog @breakfastupdates and turn the post notifs on to be notified when i post a new fic :)

Friday nights in Austin felt incomplete without Sarah by your side.

For years, she had been the epitome of your partner in crime; dragging you back to her place or putting you in a cab before the cops were called.

Had it not been for your fierce loyalty and protectiveness over Sarah, you're sure her dad would've barred you from the house years ago. Sarah was smarter than you in almost every way. Academically, emotionally, you name it.

Joel knew this, and he trusted the two of you together knowing you both balanced the other out. Watching the two of you reminded Joel of a younger version of himself and Tommy, always thankful that Sarah had followed in his footsteps as opposed to her uncle's.

Your relationship with your parents was rocky, to say the least, and the Miller's house had always been a safe haven for you. Joel had patched up your split lip or bloody nose more times than he wanted to admit for a girl your age. He swore he'd kill your old man one day for the states you'd turned up to their house in.

Still, he couldn't help but feel the urge to grab you by the shoulders and shake some sense into you from time to time. As much as his heart broke for you, it was also in your nature to be a damn brat. Joel had endured countless stifling days spent by the pool forcing himself to not let his eyes linger on the curves of your hips. He struggled to look you in the eye when he saw you sat on the kitchen counter waiting to leave for a party, your mini skirt riding dangerously high on your thighs.

There had been times when he had been reckless. Times that he'd had to pull himself away from your invisible grip on him and relieve his tension in the bathroom, fisting his cock onto the shower floor, biting down on the shape of your name on his tongue.

When he'd re-emerge into the living room, he knew that you knew. You'd look through your eyelashes at him and smile. His cheeks flushed, shame setting in at the speed at which he'd cum from the thought of your pussy clenching around his shaft.

He would never let it show, but something would rush through his body when he'd ask Sarah what the hell she do this time? He remembered one time in particular, as Sarah relayed the events of the night that had led to your bloody nose, he'd looked over at you perching on the counter. With blood leaking down your cupid's bow, you'd locked eyes with him and ran your tongue across your lip, revelling in the remnants of your victory.

Still, you had fine enough nights out with the girls from work. They just didn't get you the way Sarah did. They would shoot you judgemental glances from across the bar that lasted until the Monday back at work for whatever you had done this time that they disapproved of.

"They're just dull. You should see the way they look at me for literally just hooking up with guys." You had lamented to Sarah over the phone while you were both getting ready for your respective nights out on separate sides of the country.

"It's probably because they've seen you get through an entire friendship group before your second drink."

"Well, they should be taking notes. Tell me nobody at college is as fun as me." Jealousy tore through your chest at the thought of Sarah spending her time with new friends.

"Nobody here is as fun as you. They're very... reserved." You scoffed at her politeness.

"Babe, just say they're boring."

"I'm giving them a chance. Anyway, gotta go. Text me tomorrow and tell me the damage. Love ya!"

"Don't have too much fun without me. Love you too."

Despite their judging looks, you were always the first person they called upon to finish any mess they had gotten themselves into. Still, you were happy to oblige, even if it meant a few awkward minutes of silence at the coffee machine on Monday.

The group of you had poured out of an Uber into the busy bar around nine o'clock, buzzing with the confidence of your pre-drinks. Rounds of shots were ordered and consumed at a dizzying pace, and soon enough, bags of powder were discreetly distributed across the table.

"Bathroom?" Hannah, one of your closest and least judgmental co-workers nudged you.

"Thought you'd never ask." The two of you sauntered away from the table, hand-in-hand, quickly bundling into a tight cubicle.

The bathroom filled up as the two of you tried to be as silent as possible, scooping your pinky nails into the small bag.

"Hurry the fuck up!" Someone from outside the cubicle called, thudding her fists against the door.

"Get fucked." You called back, muttering this bitch under your breath to Hannah.

As the two of you packed your things back into your handbags, the cubicle door jolted half open, smacking Hannah in the shoulder.

"Are you fucking serious?" You shouted at the small brunette on the other side of the door, checking Hannah over for injury.

"You hit me, you bitch." She straightened herself up, rubbing her shoulder.

"I'll do worse if you don't fucking move." The brunette hissed in her face.

You screwed your face up and shoved her, making her stumble backwards into the sink. The other girls in the bathroom grabbed their bags and scurried to the exit, evidently not wanting to be caught in the crossfire.

"Apologise." You said, moving toward the girl who was now pulling herself up with the help of the basins on either side of her.

"Fuck you." She spat, saliva hitting your cheek before she lunged forward.

Your fist connected with her nose before she even had time to swing, and your right hand secured a tight grip on the back of her hair.

"I said, apologise to my friend."

"I'm sorry." She choked, pathetically. Her face shrivelled in fear and pain.

"Not so fuckin' big now, are you?" Hannah said, which was ironic, considering the girl who had bruised her was now quivering under your fist.

Content with her apology, you released your grip on her and re-entered the bar with Hannah trailing behind you. As you both rejoined your table, you felt a tap on your shoulder.

"Our friend said you just attacked her in the bathroom." Another petite girl looked up at you, one hand on her hip.

"She hit my friend, here. Was just trying to teach her some manners."

The entirety of your group was now turned to face you, exchanging harsh whispers of your name followed by just leave it.

"You broke her nose!" The girl shrilled. You looked over her shoulder to the girl doubled over, clutching her bloody nose with an ensemble of people crowding around her.

"No, I think it just looks like that."

You grinned at the rage growing behind her eyes, your smile unfaltering even as her fist collided with your cheek.

"Harder." You shouted, rolling your neck from side to side.

"What?!"

"Come on, hit me harder. I know you got it in you." She didn't take much convincing; her next punch knocked you backwards onto the table as everyone rushed to tear the two of you apart.

You stepped forward to finally let her have it when a pair of strong hands pulled you back.

"Get off!" You shouted, kicking against who you assumed to be security throwing you out. You just hoped they weren't calling the cops, too.

"C'mon, doll. You've had enough fun for one night." A familiar Southern drawl cooed, dragging you out into the warm night. "Now, that wasn't very ladylike of you, darlin'."

He let you go from his grip and you turned to face him. To your surprise, you were met with the smirk of the younger Miller brother.

"Tommy." You breathed, "I didn't see you in there."

"Well, lucky I noticed you ain't it." He grinned.

Spending so much time at the Miller's had you well acquainted with Sarah's uncle Tommy. He'd seen you in much worse states than this, and in turn, so had you.

"Didn't need you to swoop in and save me, Tommy."

"Wasn't saving you, sweetheart. Was savin' that poor girl." You both smiled at the tone of pride in his voice.

"You got somewhere to go, trouble? Don't think you should be hangin' round here for too long."

"Can't exactly go home bleeding from my face." You sighed, realising you probably hadn't thought this through. You missed Sarah.

Tommy fished around in his pocket for his phone before raising it to his ear.

"Hey, big brother." Your stomach flipped. "No, no- it's not me. Joel, listen." You could almost hear Joel on the other end of the phone, witnessing it in person more times than you could count. It's not even ten o'clock yet, don't tell me you're locked up already.

"Our favourite little troublemaker needs a place to crash tonight. I'd drive her over but I've already had my fair share of beers. Okay, great. I'll tell her."

Once he'd hung up, Tommy told you that Joel was on his way to come and pick you up. You could feel your heartbeat in your stomach. You'd never been alone with Joel for longer than a couple of hours at most, let alone spending the night at his while Sarah was out of town. Something inside of you twitched in excitement, a warm rush settling deep in your belly.

You told Tommy to go back into the bar, that Joel wouldn't be long and you'd walk down the street to meet him in case those girls came out looking for another round.

As you made your way underneath the streetlights toward the direction of the Miller's house, you pulled your compact from your bag and touched up your make-up, re-curling your lashes and dousing a thick layer of clear lipgloss onto your lips, not bothering to tend to any of the blood trickling down your skin. You spritzed yourself with perfume and ran a brush through your hair, smiling at the thought of Joel seeing you waiting on the curbside for him.

Right on cue, his truck pulled around the corner. You raised your hand and wiggled your fingers, a small smirk spreading across your cheeks.

You were grateful for your earlier decision to wear your knee-high boots with a denim mini-skirt, adding a little extra sway to your hips as you made your way to the passenger side of Joel's truck. You climbed in and turned to face him, flashing him a toothy grin, well aware of the blood staining your teeth.

"You're a damn mess, princess." Something deep inside of you came to life at his words, causing you to visibly clench your exposed thighs together. "S'there I was, thinking to myself how thankful I am for a peaceful night after workin' lates all week. When my phone rings, just as I'd sat down and made myself comfortable."

"Peace is overrated." You replied.

"So, what did you do this time? Steal another cop car? Break into a hotel pool? Make out with someone's husband?"

You played with the hem of your skirt as he spoke, blushing as he listed a few of your past activities he'd either bailed you out of or heard about from Sarah.

"I didn't start this one." You said, a slight whine in your voice. "Someone hit my friend, I was just looking out for her."

"Your friend can't fight her own battles?"

"You never have a problem when it's Sarah I'm throwing punches for."

He scoffed. "Now, you know I've always taught her to never start a fight but always to finish one. You on the other hand, I don't think nobody's taught you anythin' of the sort."

"And are you gonna be the one to do that, Mr Miller?" You mimicked his Texan accent, which was much thicker than yours, and parted your legs in your seat ever so slightly.

"If I didn't know you better, darlin', I'd think you were tryin' to get me in some sort of trouble."

He pulled into the driveway and switched the ignition off before jogging to your side of the truck and holding the door open for you, as well as offering you an outstretched hand.

"Always such a gentleman." You smiled, looking at him through your eyelashes as you stepped out, hand in his.

He exhaled out of his nose, shaking his head softly as he slammed the door shut behind you. His hand moved to the small of your back, guiding you into the house.

"Sarah's bed is all made up, I'm sure you know where her clothes are f'you wanna change into something more... comfortable." His eyes trailed down your figure, your clothes hugging all the right places.

"Do you not like my outfit?" You pouted, holding your hands behind your back and sticking your chest out, swaying from side to side.

"Course not, y'look real pretty. Just thought you'd wanna watch TV before going to sleep is all." Joel brought a hand to the back of his head, rubbing his neck nervously as his eyes shifted to the floor.

For such a handsome man, he was so damn insecure. Maybe it was the gentleman in him, thinking that it was wrong for someone his age to want someone the same age as his daughter. He knew you didn't think like that, Sarah had told him multiple stories about the older men you'd hooked with at the bar.

He'd even caught you making out with a kid from your school's dad a few years ago when he'd come to pick you and Sarah up from a party. Joel had seemingly known the man, and you remembered how he'd stalked out of his truck and toward you both, grabbing him by the scruff of the neck and warning him that his wife wasn't going to like hearing about this.

So, you kicked off your boots and took yourself upstairs into Sarah's bedroom. Not bothering to close the blinds, you peeled your clothes off and looked at yourself in the full length mirror.

The warmth of your earlier drinks still coated your inhibitions. You knew you looked good in your black lace set, breasts sat perkily on your chest and your ass cheeks the perfect handfuls.

Fuck it. If he wasn't going to be ballsy enough to make the first move, maybe you should.

You kissed the tips of your fingers and pressed them against a framed photo of you and Sarah giggling at whatever was going on behind the camera.

"Sorry, Sarah." You whispered, before making your way down the stairs.

Joel heard you coming but was too preoccupied fighting with the TV remote control to turn around and face you just yet.

"If I can get this damn thing to work I think they're showin' Scarface at ten, I know you said you ain't seen it so thought we could watch it."

"Sounds good," you spoke, your voice more honeyed than usual. "Hey, Joel. Do you think this will be comfy enough?"

He whipped his head around quickly, ready to give you the same kind of answer he did whenever Sarah asked for his opinion in a changing room. It took a second for him to register what he was looking at, but when it clicked he dropped the remote to the floor and turned his whole body to face you.

"What the hell," his face turned bright red, unsure what to do with his hands. You could give him a few ideas.

"You not like it?" You asked, voice low as you walked slowly in his direction.

His trousers began to tighten around his hardening cock and you smiled, glad that you were indeed on the same page.

"Course I- I, what the hell are you playin' at?"

"Come on, Joel. I gotta make up for interrupting your peaceful night somehow."

You closed the gap between you both and placed a hand delicately on his chest, tracing circles with the tip of your long, manicured nails.

Joel swallowed hard.

"This ain't right." He said weakly, his eyes betraying his words as they devoured the sight of your body before him.

"Cut the shit, Joel. I know you want me, and I want you."

He didn't answer, but instead threw you over his shoulder and carried you up to his bedroom, placing a couple of firm smacks on your ass as you wriggle against his strong grip. Your stomach did backflips, exhilarated at the prospect of what was about to happen.

Upon entering his room, he threw you roughly onto the bed and worked at undoing his belt as you scrambled onto your back, resting on your elbows.

"Y'know what I really thought when Tommy called, tellin' me I needed to come pick you up?" He said, although it didn't sound much like a question. "I thought, this dumb slut needs some sense fucking into her."

You moaned at his words, basking in the side of him that you knew always existed.

“Thought t’myself, she needs teachin’ some fuckin' manners f’once.”

Joel stalked around the side of the bed and sat and patted his lap. Wordlessly, you shifted your weight next to him and dangled your legs over the side of the bed.

He brought his right hand in between your thighs, making you shiver at the feeling of his coarse fingers grazing your skin. He ran his fingers up and down the length of your thigh, each time stopping short of the hem of your skirt.

"This is what you want, ain't it sweetheart?" He spoke lowly, voice gravelly and as rough as his touch. Each night spent tangled and alone in your sheets, fingers grazing your soaked folds with his name on your lips felt redundant. Nothing could come close to the feel of his skin on yours.

Pulling you from your trance, he slapped your inner thigh hard when you didn't respond. "Need t'hear you say it."

"Yes,' you moan through gritted teeth, surprised you can even find your voice. "This is what I need."

Sick of his incessant teasing, you clamber onto his lap and hook your fingers around the back of his neck.

"But I think you need this just as much, Mr Miller. You must get so lonely in this house all by yourself. Sarah always tells me how you never have any lady friends hanging around."

You straddle his lap and grip his neck for support, softly grinding yourself on the hardness of his lap. He moves a hand from your waist to roughly seize your chin, tipping your face down to meet his gaze.

"Your old man must've forgot to teach you some manners, little girl." His low voice tore through your body.

Joel hoists your skirt up to your waist and flips you underneath him in one swift motion. His body looms over yours, fingers trailing a rough and jagged line down to where you need him most. He moved at an antagonising slow pace, but you can't bring yourself to give into his little game by begging for more.

"Here's what we're gonna do, darlin'. You're gonna be a good girl f'me and tell daddy exactly what happened tonight." The mouth on him.

The way your body writhed and squirmed at his words didn't go unnoticed. With no warning, he plunged two thick digits inside of you and held them deep in place, his face inches away from yours.

"N'if you stutter, or lie, or say anythin' I don't like for that matter, you'll be over my knee, red-raw," his fingers curl inside of you and you bite back a moan, desperate to not let him have the upper hand.

"No matter how much you cry those pretty little eyes out, I won't quit 'til you've learnt somethin'. Understood?"

You suck a breath in through your nose, a sharp sting reminding you of the open wound still decorating your face.

"Yes, sir."

part 2 coming soon

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[lightseoul]

still do

synopsis. bakugou katsuki finally confronts you. you have a difficult conversation. (part 1) (part 3)

cw. fem!reader, worker!reader, prohero!katsuki, aged-up (~24 yrs old), lots of cussing

word count. 1.5k words

a/n. here's part two of admit it, everyone!! thank you for all the love on the first one and i hope you like this continuation <3 reblogs and comments will be highly appreciated (´∀｀)♡

“Excuse me?”

His eyebrows furrow ever so slightly, you would’ve missed it if you just looked away for a split second.

“You heard me.”

You scoff. Unbelievable.

“Yes. As a matter of fact, I did,” you snap back. “I just couldn’t believe the ludicrousness that came out of your mouth.”

“What?” he frowns, “I just thought— with everything that you do and say—” his eyes drift away from you as he trails off. “Shit.”

You don’t know how you feel, let alone what to think about how you’ve been acting when things concern Bakugou, either. But you do know one thing.

He had no right bringing shit up like this.

Not after he just left your relationship to die out like that.

You peer over your shoulder, wary of any prying eyes and eavesdropping ears beyond the open doorway.

You twist your head back to look at him, venom ready on your tongue.

“You’re a fucking asshole, Bakugou.”

At that, you spin on your heel, ready to march toward the exit and not spare him a second glance, when he makes a grab for your wrist. Again.

That’s it.

Fuming, you turn to face him and yank your hand free. “You have to be fucking kidding me! You can’t expect me to do all the work again, Katsuki,” you exclaim, “That’s what you had me doing in the last two months of our relationship, and now you expect me to say, what, that I love you and I want you back, just like that?”

“And for what?” you cackle, “So you can fucking rub it in my face?”

“No!” he yells back. “Fuck, because I still do!”

You suck in a sharp breath. “What?”

“I still love you,” he admits, a scowl now decorating his face. “And I might just be losing my damn mind, but all the signs point to you being in love with me, too.”

Your head is reeling from his weighty confession, heart going at a hundred and fifty beats per minute, but you manage to snort, “Signs? What signs?”

“The coffee?” he starts, “How you go the extra mile with work when it concerns me? How you haven’t gone on a single date since we broke up? And all the others before that.”

He shakes his head, incredulous. “Don’t even go on—just—fucking thinking that I don’t notice.”

You have absolutely no defense for the first two, so you fire back at him on the last sentence instead.

“Didn’t it ever occur to you that our relationship could’ve possibly left me traumatized?”

That shuts him up.

You bite your lip. Maybe that was a bit of a harsh overgeneralization.

You huff, opting to rub your temple in exhaustion instead of looking at him in the eye.

When you speak up again, your voice is lower, volume brought down a notch from exhaustion, or in an attempt to be gentler—you’re not sure.

“I don’t even know why you’re doing all this, Katsuki,” you chuckle, trying to lighten the mood although you know there’s no helping it. “It’s not like you want to get back together…”

You lock eyes with him, and the certainty that once laced your tone suddenly dissolves in your tongue.

“...right?”

He just stares at you, eyes brimming with what you’ve identified long ago as longing, and you find yourself shaking your head before you can even think about doing so.

“...No.”

You gulp, panic rising in your throat. “I can’t go through that all over again. There’s a reason why we broke up.”

“There’s a reason why we went on a break,” he corrects. “And I acknowledge that. I was an asshole who prioritized work over you and our relationship and had to pay the price for it.”

“But our break up?” he shakes his head in what you think is confusion.

Desperation, too.

“We were just on a break…” he continues, “and before I knew it, we already had our friends picking up our things for us.”

He eyes you for what feels like minutes before speaking up again.

“What happened, Y/N?”

“What happened?” you immediately sputter back in disbelief. “You didn’t come after me, that’s what happened! You didn’t bother to prove to me that I was wrong and that you could change—or even protested when I asked for a break!”

“I thought you wanted the fucking space!” he shouts back, frustrated. “I waited it out—I waited for you to take me back. I spent all that time apart trying to become a better person. I even asked shitty Deku to hook me up with a shrink—only to be met with radio silence from you!”

“Then, what?” you challenge, “You just decided a month in that I wasn’t worth waiting for anymore?”

“I just wanted to give you more space by not having you suffocated by my stuff! Shit—,” he curses, “—the last thing I fucking expected was for Bug Eyes to be at my door the next day asking for yours.”

You could only gape at him in unabashed disbelief.

“You’re a dumbass for thinking that move was okay.”

He huffs in defeat. “I thought it made sense at that time. I’m sorry.”

The reality of your miscommunication and the resulting fallout finally sinks in as you stare at each other, the pained look of realization etched across both of your faces.

You look down at your feet, unable to sustain his penetrating gaze for any second longer.

You sigh, “...None of that matters now, Kats. We’re broken up. And you’ve been doing a hell of a good job keeping your distance. It—”

“‘s only because I thought you didn’t want me anymore.”

You look back up at him, “What?”

He chuckles, but his eyes are far from happy.

“I kept my distance because I thought that was what you wanted from me,” he shifts on his feet, now slightly leaning toward you. “But then I started noticing the little things, and both Kirishima and Mina mentioned some shit—”

“Fuck.”

“—and talked some sense into me. Which is why I’m asking you now. Please,” he steps closer to you, and you take a step back out of instinct. Hurt flashes across his face, but he doesn’t make a move to get any closer.

“Please,” he repeats, “just give me another chance.”

“Hold on,” you shake your head, glaring back up at him. “Stop making this about me and what I want, Katsuki. Let’s make this clear.”

You stab a finger to his chest. “You kept your distance because you were a coward. Just admit it—you couldn’t bear being the one who has to swallow their pride and chase after the other person.”

“I know, which is why–”

“No, I don’t think you do,” you interrupt. “If you did, you would’ve just told me you still love me instead of demanding that I say it to you first.”

“So you still do?”

“What?”

He searches your eyes for something. “Love me. I just need to hear you say it, please.”

You huff for the nth time. You’re too tired to be mad at his audacity and to entertain the butterflies that are erupting in your stomach despite yourself.

“So what if I still love you?” you mumble. “It’s not like that will change anything.”

At that, he chances another step toward you, but this time, you don’t move back. You simply stand your ground.

“It does,” he rasps, “It changes everything.”

You look into his eyes for any sort of deceit or treachery, but all you find is honesty. The tears that you think he’s been trying to hold back the entire time now trickle down his cheeks.

Before your brain could even catch up with what you were about to do, your hand shoots up to gently wipe them off his face.

He leans into your touch, eyes fluttering closed. Your heart clenches at the sight.

You missed him, you finally admit to yourself. You always have.

A moment passes before you slowly retract your hand back to your side. The disappointment that flashes across his features when you do is palpable, it almost physically hurts you.

You look up at him and muster a small smile. “Does it really, Kats?”

His eyebrows furrow in question, but he doesn’t say anything, tear streaks now staining his cheeks.

You take in a shaky breath before continuing.

“Does it change the fact that you’re still incredibly busy?” you start.

“That every day, you’re gonna have to choose between work and me? And that you’re always gonna be a hero first and a partner second?”

You smile.

“That I’m always gonna have to swallow my pride and chase after you for as long as we’re together?”

He continues to stare at you with a deep sense of longing, but at that, he says nothing.

You chuckle again, even though the last thing you want to do right now is laugh.

“I thought so.”

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[czascornertfs]

In Another Place, In Another Time (1)

Jack had a habit of wandering off into the library in his off time. A man in his mid-twenties, he liked gazing upon the rows of shelves. Not for books, but to simply revel in fond memories of the past. As a teenager in the 2000s, he used to bring with him his old Nokia phone and simply message other people, free from the judgmental eyes of his peers and teachers. But today was different. On the horizon lay an intimidating activity about the different countries of the world. A "simple" geography quiz where the teacher would pick a city from a different country and the student's would have to answer interesting facts about it, without repetition. This week's country: Russia. "Why on Earth did I choose World History...", he thought to himself, rubbing his eyes in general upset.

Quickly finding a spot to read some books, he brushed up on Russia's many different cities, from Vladivostok, to Irkutsk, to the far northern reaches of Murmansk. Each fact slowly blending together however, causing him to become slightly panicked. "Dammit! I can't remember sh*t!", he angrily mumbled to himself.

As he was to return a book to move onto another one, he spotted something strange. In the far back of the shelf lay what he thought was a strange black covering of some sort. Pulling it out, he breathed back in surprise: it was a Nokia 8210. Not the exact one he had but, the same model nonetheless. "The hell..." Jack thought to himself, pressing the selection key to turn it on. Almost immediately, he found his surroundings blur into an incoherent mess, as his eyesight became weaker and weaker, before everything became black. No longer than a few seconds later, he blinked. He found himself in an unfamiliar bathroom, staring at his phone on the toilet. Panic rushed in, as he quickly exited the bathroom. "What the FUCK just happened to me?!" he thought. As he swung open the doors of his stall, he locked eyes with a stranger. Approaching it to ask for help, the man in front of him did as well, with the exact same expression. He stopped in his tracks. With shaking hands, he lifted his Nokia as the man in front of him did the same. A flash. This was a mirror. That man was him.

"Ч-что…" (Wh-what...) He covered his mouth. Russian. He was a Russian man. In some Russian bathroom. Wearing Russian clothes. In Russia. The thought circled over and over in his head as he stepped back. "Что, черт возьми, со мной случилось?!" (What the fuck happened to me?!) He screamed again, clutching his throat as a deeper voice vibrated within him, the Russian words flowing out like a rushing river. He quickly went through his pockets and found his driver's license.

Name: Alexandr Mishin Date of Birth: 24 December 1976

He quickly pocketed it. Checking his Nokia, he found something even stranger and frankly, more terrifying. The date was listed as 8 April 2000. That would make him 24, the same age he was before everything changed. "П-подожди. Я ВЕРНУЛСЯ В 2000-е?!" (W-wait, I'M BACK IN THE 2000'S?!) He screamed. Almost immediately, a wave of discomfort hit his head, as his vision became blurrier before quickly going back to normal. In that span of time he suddenly remembered everything about his new life. How he was born in Moscow before moving to the city of Norilsk way in the north of Siberia. He remembered how he dropped out of school fairly early, and was not considered to be the smartest tool in the shed. He remembered how he worked out almost everyday, not giving a damn about fickle matters like math, reading, nor world history. He was still literate enough to read and understand basic signs, words, and sentences, but something like акклиматизация (acclimatization) took a few minutes before the meaning popped into his head. He was still gay, but now he had to ever-so-slightly hide it when among his peers, who were currently in mandatory military service. He remembered how he had managed to bribe the officer's to avoid it, still being gifted a camouflage-patterned uniform which he wore almost everywhere to pretend he already finished his service. Slowly stepping up and rubbing his forehead, he looked down once more at his muscular frame, rubbing his sensitive nipples and running his hands along his head. "О боже… Я так чертовски возбужден…" (Oh god...I'm so FUCKING horny...). Pulling his pants down and leaning down a wall, he pulled up his cock and began stroking it. With each successive stroke, the panic from his head gradually formed into uncontrollable pleasure. His mind swirled with thoughts of fucking muscular Russian men, as he touched himself all over his body. His lips, nose, eyes, ears, were perfectly proportioned. His hair, while shaved, was so exciting and fun to rub his hands over. His muscles were all so supple, and so sensitive when touched, as was his ass and cock. And his cock was long, standing proud at a whopping seven inches long and being the width of half his wrist.

He tugged and tugged, his mind becoming even foggier as he got closer to the edge. And then it happened. Ropes of hot steaming cum raced down his shaft as it splattered across the bathroom floor. His breath was still shaky from the ongoing orgasm, as his cock quivered. With each rope of cum, it seemed as though something from his past became blurrier. Sure, he knew who he was and what he was doing, but he started to forget what year it had even happened. Images of more-modern smartphones, new fast-food items, and even some celebrities he used to love and became a fan of.

"…Перенесли на десять лет назад? Нет, нет... наверное, восемь лет... может быть, шесть? " (...Was I transported back ten years? No, no... probably eight years... maybe six?) He thought to himself as the years started blurring together.

"...w...v....vat'ever...." He said in an accented English, slightly limited and dumbed down by this point, before hurriedly fixing his clothes and leaving the bathroom. The cum stayed behind on the cold floor tiles. He was back in 2000, the dawn of the new millennium, and he was excited to relive it, even though he was in another place, in another time. His cock stirred in his pants, and he knew exactly how he would live this new life.

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[gallavichsreddie1128]

Innocent (Billy Butcher)

Description: Y/N is the youngest members of the boys and has no experience so Billy wants to change that.

Warning: Smut, Age Gap

Word Count: 1,362k

She was the youngest member of The Boys, 24 years old. She didn’t have much sexual experience but damn sure had a lot of other experiences. Most 24 year olds have sexual experience and won’t have the experience she has. That experience was taking down what the world called “Heroes” but in reality were villains. Y/N never got around to the normal things in life, her whole life she’s been running from Vought. She was also wanted, like the rest of them so that didn’t help much.

When the time comes to relax and joke, she’s the victim. With her being the youngest and most innocent one all the jokes aimed at her. She wasn’t hurt by them, she just rolled her eyes. Hughie never really made fun of her, never felt the need too. It was Frenchie and MM that loved to tease her at any given moment. Billy sometimes teased her but not as much as the other two.

He found her adorable but not in a puppy type of way. He wanted to pound her into his mattress with his dick. Nobody else knew or had the idea because he was smart. He never got caught staring at her with those dark, lustful eyes that ate her up, or the groans he’d keep in his throat when she walked around in barely anything. He never thought he’d fall for another woman after Becca. But Y/N surprised him. She was sweet and not easily offended. She never pissed him off or made him want to kill her like the others do.

She was perfect in his eyes. Except one thing, She had no idea what she did to him when she woke up and walked in the living room with just a shirt and panties. A shirt that barely covered her ass. It was hard to restrain himself when she did that. It was like she was doing it on purpose. Which she wasn’t but it really made him think. The others were still asleep so that gave him time to check out her perfect little body without being caught. He eyed her like she was his prey and he was getting ready to pounce any second. She was making eggs for herself and Billy, like she did most mornings.

She never noticed him staring at her which was a good thing for him. “Okay it’s all done.” She said, snapping him out of his thoughts. He grabbed the plate from her and thanked her. She smiled and took her own. She sat next to him as they ate. “Do you ever get cold?” He asked her. She shook her head No. The place was sometimes freezing. “Hard to believe in barely any clothes.” He said. He wasn’t meaning it in a bad way but she really didn’t understand how fuckable she looked. “Do you have a problem with how I dress?” She asked him. He chuckled and shook his head. “No, love. It’s just freezing is all.” She hummed and went back to eating. 

It was an everyday thing and each day it got harder for Billy to control himself. She wasn’t going to realize or understand that she’s causing a problem on her own. Each day he’d watch her with dark eyes and she never noticed, completely oblivious to the fact. Today was his final straw. The shirt she had on was showing her panties as she reached up to grab something. Billy groaned and wished she would have just asked him to grab it instead. She tried everything to reach the salt and pepper that was put on the high shelf. He came up behind her and grabbed it for her. She turned around and took it from him with a smile and a thanks. She turned back to what she was doing as if it was nothing. Billy turned off the stove and pushed her up against the counter. She let out a gasp.

His hands on her hips as he pressed up against her. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me? Walking around in barely any clothes, making me almost cum in my pants.” He growled in her ears. “I’m I’m sorry.” She squeaked. He chuckled and moved his hand up to grope her breasts. “You should be. You’re a walking wet dream and you drive me crazy.” She moaned at his words and his hands playing with her boobs. His lips found her neck and started abusing it. Her hands were gripping the counter so hard her knuckles were turning white. One of his hands moved down to her panties.

He chuckled as he felt how wet they were. “Holy fuck. You’re soaked.” He said. She let out a moan as he started to rub her clit through her panties. Her head laid back on his chest and she sighed. “Fucking hell, the fact that you’re falling apart in my arms is so hot.” He groaned. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning softly. Her hips started gently moving. He let out a groan as she was backing her ass into his groin. One of her hands reached down to his and pulled it in her panties.

He chuckled and looked down at her. “Is that what you want, baby?” He asked. “Yes please.” She whined and moaned as his fingers were abusing her clit. His other hand held her hip as she dry humped him. “Fuck I need to be inside of you before I explode.” He groaned. His motion stopped and she whined as he pulled his hand away from her wet pussy. He pulled down her panties and undid his pants pulling them down. He found her entrance and softly pushed in. Before she could scream his hand covered her mouth. “Quiet love, don’t want the others to hear, do ya?” He asked ,pushing into her more. She shook her head and moaned against his hand. He was splitting her in half but she was okay with it. Her pussy squeezed him and he groaned. “You’re so fucking tight.” She moaned at his words.

She thrusted back against him and whined as the pleasure took over the pain. He took that as a hint to start moving. Her hips moved back on his at the same time he thrusted. It felt perfect and the two found a rhythm really fast. She was letting out all types of pleasurable noises he wished to hear clearly. But didn’t wanna risk the others waking up. “You sound fuckin’ beautiful, love.” He groaned in her ear. His hips started moving faster, bumping her small body into the counter. She wasn’t able to keep up with his thrusts. His hands move to pull her body as close as possible to his. His hands stayed on her stomach. She bit her lip to quiet the moans that tumbled out of her lips.

She’s never felt this good before. Billy felt her spasm all over his cock making him grunt out a “fuck.” She was close to her end as was he. “Billy I- I think I’m g-gonna cum.” She whined a little too loud. He placed his face in her neck and let out a moan himself. “Yeah baby? Let go for me.” He tells her. “Let go for Daddy.” Her eyes rolled back into her head and her mouth dropped open, it took everything in her tiny body not to scream his name. He felt her drench his cock which triggered his orgasm. He grunted and came inside of her. She gasped at the feeling of his cum inside of her.

They both slowed their hips and came to a stop. Both of them panting like dogs as they stayed in that position. He kissed her neck and whispered sweet nothings in her ear making her giggle. Her giggle was so fucking cute to him. He pulled out of her, making them both gasp. She turned around and looked up at him with a smile. He looked down at her with a smile and realized that he was in love with her. “You’re so fucking adorable.” He grunted before kissing her again. 

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[jiminjamms]

sex therapy :: 17. wicked games

chapter tags/warnings: family drama. mentions of masturbation. mentions of sex. infidelity/adultery. nonconsensual acts. manipulative undertones. strong language. classism.

word count: 3.6k

notes: this chapter incorporates the official manga relationships in the zenin household (link that illustrates the family tree). without further ado, i present to you the latest pov added to the fic: toji! likes, comments, and reblogs are deeply appreciated. xoxo

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Toji Fushiguro could not get his mind off of you.

Was that weird to admit?

When he last saw you two weeks ago in Teyvat’s meeting room, dolled up in that pretty pink dress, he had to wrestle every urge to push you onto his dick. All the times he had to retreat to his room afterward too—all because your one outfit had set off his imagination—forcing Toji to lock and then lean against his door so that he could palm himself through his sweats to dirty thoughts about you.

Gosh, what higher being in the universe allowed you to be such a hot and sexy tease? You sure loved prancing around with basically nothing and stealing looks at his colleagues as though he wouldn’t notice.

At this point, Toji was certain that he wasn’t the only therapist calling dibs on you. That most definitely pissed him off, though, because he explicitly told you that your pussy belonged to him.

Then why hadn’t you made another appointment these past two weeks?

Were you upset, perhaps flushed with utter denial, from the revelation that your husband had been cheating on you? Besides, he recalled how you had reacted so strongly to the information, racing away from the therapists who were just being honest with you.

In hindsight, Toji might have felt a teeny tiny bit bad about crushing your rose-colored glasses without much lead-up, but he was rarely the type to beat around the bush anyway. After all, he was the one to suggest a divorce in your first therapist appointment.

Of all things, echoing laughter was what finally grounded Toji’s wandering mind.

His green eyes fluttered rapidly, realizing that he had been in his office and staring blankly at his desk for... how long has this been? He glanced briefly at his tabletop clock. When he noticed how the time had advanced by thirty minutes, Toji rested his forehead on his left palm. “Damn...”

Given how he had a fully booked schedule today, he could not afford to dawdle in his thoughts. He had not noticed that half an hour had passed so quickly. How was it possible that thinking about one person (you) made him lose all sense of time?

He could do better than this.

‘Maybe you’re the one who needs a therapist,’ Megumi had recently pointed out to him in irony, and boy, do these words from his own eighteen-year-old son sting.

In contrast to himself, though, his co-workers had lately been in higher spirits than usual. That much Toji could ascertain given the hubbub that continued to filter into his suite. He would not have minded the phenomenon much had it not been for this gut feeling, this hunch, that you were the reason behind this change.

At his age, Toji has learned to mind his own business, but he still considered joining his colleagues by the reception desk to investigate. He stopped, however, upon noticing an article at his desk.

Right, this was what had derailed Toji from his work.

‘Look at this, boss,’ Geto had said when he first presented the printed webpage to Toji. ‘No wonder Y/N’s been lonely. Naoya literally took his side bitch to Mexico.’

The accompanying photo may be in low resolution, but Toji recognized the two figures hand-in-hand, stepping into a private jet. Their faces were shielded by baseball caps and face masks, their bodies clad in boring and baggy clothes. Consequently, Toji had to scoff, drumming his fingers along his cheekbone. 

Another impeccable snapshot for our collection, huh?

Quite the scandal was brewing in Japan’s high society, not to mention how the illicit relationship involved your husband, and the therapists were merely here for the show. This was what the therapists were trying to advise you about before you promptly shut yourself away from them.

The love affair—especially involving a family as influential as the Zenin’s—should theoretically be all over magazines and newspapers, but any internet search for this image would prove futile. The Zenins were good like that, relying on under-the-table tactics to ensure that this photo would go nowhere.

Only thanks to his colleagues, who had extensive contacts throughout Japan’s many ranks, was Toji able to get his hands on this printed article before the magazine editors had taken them down.

Naoya, that cunning bastard.

If he had been in Cabo prancing around with his paramour, how did he so quickly realize that his images had been circulating among Japanese media? Or, more likely, was it his authoritarian father Naobito who informed his doltish son about the impending rumors?

Either way, Toji could not believe that he was affiliated with both assholes by blood, no less: Naoya, his cousin, and Naobito, his uncle. To think how he was involved again with the relatives who he had sought to avoid, Toji assumed that fate must love toying with him.

Already, growing up in the Zenin family was hell, to put things mildly: how they would obsess over power and prestige as though those two items alone determined one’s value as a human being, how they would scrutinize one’s every action because everything had to conform to their cookie-cutter standards, and then how they would abruptly cast aside those who strayed away from their ideals.

Toji, once an established member of the household, could speak from experience. Thus, blood relation meant nothing if these were the same people who had prayed for his downfall. 

He recalled his relatives’ dirty glances when he announced his engagement twenty years ago, then the even nastier looks when he took his first wife’s surname as his own: Fushiguro. ‘She’s a woman too low for our caliber,’ Toji had been told. 

He remembered the apathy he later received after his wife’s untimely death, followed by belittlement when he chose to marry again—this time, to a single mother. Perhaps he should have heeded his family’s advice for the last bit, but his decisions seemed right at the moment. During a desperate time, he provided his then-gradeschool son with a much-needed maternal figure as well as a stepsister.  

His personal life already made him a deviant among his relatives, so when his family discovered his therapist ventures earlier this year, Toji was not surprised to be severed from the household he once had been considered to lead. Well, Toji was more relieved than bitter, anyway. He could now live life on his terms without worrying about what his father’s uncle’s second cousin twice-removed or some crap like that thought about him and his son.

As he gazed upon the pixelated photo again, he sighed and wondered: was this how low the Zenins have stooped since they had expelled him? A centuries-old bloodline built on relationships with the public and the powerful, now resorting to bribes and threats to sweep scandals under the rug? While watching the Zenin clan burn from afar was entertaining, the situation was also pathetic and sad.

To also think that his moronic cousin Naoya was now not only the household heir but also the current CEO of the family conglomerate. Not to mention that the family’s current patriarch Naobito seemingly turned a blind eye to Naoya’s flings. The older Zenin might have been a brilliant businessman back in the early ‘90s, but his elderly brain had deteriorated too far to see how, at this rate, his son would eventually drive the company and the prideful family to the ground.

Had you realized what you married into?

Probably not, but you didn’t deserve this.

Or, to put things the other way around, the Zenin family didn’t deserve you.

“Yo!”

Toji shot up from his seat just as his door crashed against the wall.

He turned to the sound’s source in surprise. Leaning against the entryway stood a personage with his white lab coat draped over his unsurprisingly shirtless chest. The incomer crossed his thick arms over his half-exposed tattoos, but one such arm frees itself to greet Toji with a mocking wave.

“Sukuna,” the older therapist grumbled, “I’ve told you to knock first.”

“Why?” the pink-haired man challenged, not caring how this must have been the hundredth time he heard the order. For him, this was in one ear and out the other. Rather than mind the complaint, he inspected his newly filed nails. “Worried I would walk into you fingering Mrs. Zenin again?”

“Only because that’ll make you jealous,” Toji retorted with equal spite, to which his colleague chose not to respond anymore.

Besides, as a savvy businessman, Sukuna knew how to pick his battles. He might come off as crude, but only because he understood that, with his financial acumen and incredible connections, he was an indispensable asset.

After some silence, Sukuna’s chest rose and fell with a long sigh. “Well, check your schedule, Fushiguro. You have an appointment coming up now.” Not only was he the most well-organized therapist but also the current receptionist on duty. He then huffed again. “Tsumiki’s mom has been waiting for you. I don’t know how you deal with such an impatient bitch. What the hell am I supposed to do when—"

And a hand shoved his face away before he could finish.

Sukuna, flinching from the unexpected approach, recoiled at a beaming woman that peered in from the door frame. Anyone would immediately notice that the overly excited client was beautiful. The plush of her full lips, the gentle arches to her face, the roundness in her doe-like eyes—her looks were akin to an angel constantly in awe. Most people could hardly believe that, with her youthful looks, she actually had a university-aged daughter (with whom Toji could see a strong resemblance, too).

Meanwhile, her large brown eyes scanned the office—the posters, the couch, the nearby mirror—until her gaze landed on Toji and lit up.

“Honey, I’ve missed you!”

Before someone could stop her, the woman welcomed herself into the premises, her lithe limbs swaying with her graceful figure. She sported a simple navy dress that contrasted with her true self because, as far as Toji knew, this woman was anything but simple.

In fact, as she sashayed into the room uninvited, Toji remembered the paparazzi pictures still sprawled on his desk. He caught Sukuna’s maroon gaze and scowled.

This is why I tell you to knock.

Hurriedly, Toji then pushed the photos under some files just as his client seated herself in the sofa seat closest to him. She then turned to her escort in the hall. “Thank you, Sukuna. You’re such a wonderful man.”

She might be oblivious to Sukuna’s irritation, but Toji did not miss the way his colleague hid a gag and rolled his eyes. “M'kay, whatever,” the pink-haired therapist muttered as he slinked back into the corridor.

Then, when Sukuna shut the door with him, she pressed her rosy lips together. “Aw, Strawberry Boy doesn’t want to join us. Guess he likes to play hard to get.”

“Mari,” Toji started, placing his right ankle over the other knee. He rested his back against his chair and held his hands behind his neck. “I do not think neither Sukuna nor any other therapist here is interested in you. Therefore, if you are seeking a summertime fling, I’d suggest you pursue someone else.”

Shot down, an exasperated Mari tossed her dark locks to one side, a die-hard habit of hers. “Like who?”

Like Naoya.

It was hilarious for Toji to think about how he was entangled with his cousin’s mistress, the very same lover in that paparazzi photo with the young executive. In fact, Toji had this theory that Naoya sent Mari here as a Trojan horse, a seemingly harmless client whose actual intention was to gather intel for the Zenin CEO from afar, a pretty façade to lure others into ruins. He didn’t have much evidence to back up the suspicion (yet), but he knew Naoya for long enough to be familiar with the silly games he’d play. Did Naoya and Mari really think that Toji would be so naïve?

“Well, in Tokyo, there are plenty of ways to meet people your age,” he finally suggested and had to suppress a slight smile before adding, “Unless...you’re into younger guys?”

Mari narrowed her eyes but for a millisecond. Had Toji not been at the top of his field, he would not have noticed. Nothing, however, got past him.

“But,” she responded, “I still like you most because you give me your time, Toji.”

Interesting. Because that would mean Naoya had been too busy for his poor sweetheart, hm?

No wonder Mari had been so frustrated. Life must be tough when one was merely the mistress of the Zenin Corporation’s CEO. Not only was Naoya Zenin a mediocre performer in bed, but the homewrecker role also came with no fancy balls, no formal recognition, and—if the affair was well-hidden—not enough public attention either.

Pity.

Toji leaned forward in one fluid motion, resting his elbows on his desk. “Do not misunderstand my intentions, though,” he clarified while lacing his fingers. “I spend time with you because, as your therapist, I am sadly obligated to do so.”

The woman frowned.

“Now, that’s not nice,” she pointed out, allowing her staccato to afflict him with guilt. "That’s not how to talk to your wife, my dear husband.”

And Toji snapped.

“Ex-husband,” he corrected forcefully. His startled client jerked backward in her seat, but that didn’t matter because he had to sternly remind her, “You were the one who filed for divorce, remember?”

Toji liked to think that he was a patient man. Well, he had to be. As he grew up, the pressure that came with the Zenin spotlight taught him to exert self-discipline and emotional regulation, skills that became even more pertinent in his current role.

As a licensed practitioner now, Toji was obligated to treat all clients equally regardless of background. But under no circumstance could he remove all biases when this was the very woman who split up with him, leaving his son Megumi and his stepdaughter Tsumiki under his care. Therefore, she had quite the audacity to keep visiting him at his office and still call him her husband, especially since she was Naoya’s mistress!

How sinister life could be. For years, no one—not even Toji himself—would have seen this coming: how his second wife would leave him, citing ‘irreconcilable differences’ on the divorce papers, only to become his first cousin’s secret girlfriend.

His sudden confrontation, however, must have caught Mari off-guard, for she began twirling at her strands again. “Just because we aren’t married anymore does not mean that I don’t think about you. It’s been so long since we’ve—"

“Three days,” Toji interjected. He had to hold his breath before his annoyance controlled him completely. “The last time you saw me was three days ago. That isn’t much long ago at all.”

The silence that ensued was admittedly awkward until Mari suddenly stood up.

For a moment, Toji had to hide his relief thinking that the appointment would end earlier than anticipated, but he should have known that Mari wouldn’t leave that easily. Instead, she approached him in slow steps, encircling the seated therapist like a vulture.

When she drew near, her hands skimmed up from his brawny arms to his equally well-built shoulder blades, gliding over his lab coat before her warm palms began to knead at his tired muscles.

“I...think about you more than I’d like to admit,” she whispered, an incantation that could set any lustful man’s heart ablaze. Her fingers continued to massage him in slow and circular motions, the gentle pressure over tight knots melting into a calm and comforting rhythm. “I care about you so...don’t be mean to me, alright? The words you sometimes say, they hurt me a lot.”

Her delicate hands crawled up to his chin next, her left thumb tugging at the plush pillow of his lower lip. The most dangerous thing about Mari wasn't how she embodied a young lady’s exuberance with a mature woman’s elegance. Rather, it was her ability to place spells like these. Back when he had less self-respect, Toji might have forgiven her and caved in, her simple but flirtatious touches like trances that could crumble his resolve.

But you still fuck your ex-wife?

Of all moments, your words from weeks ago decided to haunt him now, your revolted expression a clear image in his memory. His heavy-lidded eyes batted quickly as he came to a realization: Why was he doing this?

In the revelation, Toji stopped Mari’s wandering hands from traveling toward his black slacks.

“Mari,” he said very firmly. As he pulled her away from him, his green eyes held her shimmering brown ones. “No.”

“What?” Given the woman’s visible surprise, Toji could also imagine the smoke that fumed from her nose. After all, this was the same man who once would go weak on his knees for her. Mari stepped back, folding her arms defensively. “Why not?”

“You say that my words hurt you, but I would argue that you’ve hurt me far more,” the therapist explained. As he regained composure, he twirled his chair so that he could face his client squarely. “Have you heard? Your own daughter Tsumiki isn’t even returning to Tokyo for her university’s summer break because she is too ashamed to see you.”

“Good!” she shot, surprising the man with her soured temper. “Would not have cared to hear from her either! Tsumiki had always sided with you and your urchin-headed son. But you know what? You’ve changed, Toji. You, and all the other therapists here, too. I don’t know what has been up with you four, but this clinic was far better back when Naoya worked here.”

Toji had a talent for hiding the whirr behind his thoughts, but he could not conceal his surprise this time. Although he wanted to, he never bothered to mention Naoya in his appointments with Mari before. However, it turned out he didn’t have to be the first one to bring up his cousin since Mari did so herself. Had she not reminded him, Toji would’ve forgotten that Naoya was once a sex therapist too, the family pair once working several doors away from each other. 

Since the opportunity already presented itself, Toji took the chance to inveigle his ex-wife. He stood up from his office chair and closed the little gap between him and his glaring client. 

“Let me tell you something,” Toji started, his voice low but steady. “You genuinely think Naoya is all that great of a person? That man has received countless complaints from his former clients about manipulation and derogatory remarks. He’s disrespectful. He’s deceptive. He's a complete con man. Therefore, I would actually argue that our office is much, much better without that elitist and misogynistic asshole.”

Come on, woman. Take the bait. I’m waiting. Three, two...

“Naoya is not that kind of person,” Mari erupted, likely faster and with more fury than she intended.

Well, that was easy. Toji appeared unruffled from the outside, yet he grinned inwardly.

While he paid no mind to how the woman shook her hands from anger and flung a weak fist into his strong chest, he did—however—find more amusement when she added, “Spreading false rumors about your own relative doesn’t make you the bigger person.”

Unfortunately for her, she tended to act and speak before she thought, not realizing that rushing to Naoya Zenin’s side made her suspicious. 

“What? Do my claims about ‘my own relative’ upset you that much?” Toji challenged, quoting her words. He rolled his shoulders back after pushing the woman’s hands from his pectorals. “He’s my baby cousin, so naturally, I have seen his good and bad sides. Just throwing that out there. Unless,” his voice then dropped into a deep bass, “for some reason, you know something I don’t...?”

The inflection in his tone was purposely inquisitive, and he raised an innocent brow with his questions. He could see the emotions that threatened to spill past her walls, from how she furrowed her brows in contemplation to how she pursed her lips in wrath.

But Mari bit her tongue at the very last moment. “No,” she quipped and folded her arms defiantly. “Naoya is not my business.”

Sounded rehearsed, but oh well. The paparazzi photos from their recent Mexico getaway might prove otherwise, though.

“If you say so,” Toji shrugged. 

He was satisfied enough with Mari’s reactions to his cousin’s name, and he liked thinking about how two heartless people had found passion in each other. Just as Toji retreated to his seat, a knock rapped at the door and opened to Geto at the entrance.

“Time is up, boss.”

Even as the appointment ended and was followed by other clients that day, Toji’s mind buzzed into the evening. 

Call him obsessed, but—for himself, for his son, for his stepdaughter, for his colleagues, and for you—he sought revenge. As Toji mulled over his strategy in his home library that night, he could feel himself about to detonate like a time bomb when the apartment buzzer rang unexpectedly.

“Megumi!” Toji’s low timbers boomed, hoping that his son would hear him from his room upstairs. He chased toward the entryway in hurried steps, calling the teenager’s name again because only the boy’s high school friends would be visiting at this hour. Toji swung the door open. “Megumi! Yuuji and Nobara are downst—”

His words vanished when, in the place of two bubbly teenagers, there stood you. 

You raised your gaze from the ground, the overhead lighting leaving a warm glow on your features as you met Toji with reddened and lachrymose eyes.

“Can...we talk?”

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end notes: 1) For me, this was another challenging chapter to write, as I balanced between introducing the many layers behind our main therapist and inundating you—my lovely readers—with too much information without adequate context. 2) Originally, I had named Mari something else. I changed it because her name eventually reminded me of a different anime character and I didn’t want the association. Haha. 

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[spankinganthologies]

From Spankingwomen - Into My Twenties

JUST BEGGING FOR IT

Sometimes a naughty girl is just begging to be spanked. Bad attitude. Smart mouth. All-around bratty behavior. Just because she is well past the age when she should be acting like an adult, doesn't mean that Mom won't occasionally have to blister that butt. Mom was brought up in a spanking household, as was her mother before her. In the family, a bad girl will be spanked until the day they move out. End of story.

And so, yes, the world can change dramatically for a daughter still living at home when she finds herself face-to-face with the carpet in her bedroom. It's a wake-up call, a reality check. It is a reminder as to who is in charge. You are not too old to be spanked, not in this house, young lady.

She wanted to take her spanking in silence, not give her mother the satisfaction of a reaction, but all dreams of quiet dignity evaporate rather quickly. She surprises even herself with how loud and hard she sobs. It just hurts so damn much! Her bottom and thighs livid and sore and on fire with every well-placed smack. Mom doesn't mess around. This spanking is a message and Mom wants that message received loud and clear.

(When I need it, I get it - thank God!)

Ouch!

Nicole looked back at her blazing bottom in astonishment. Mom had really done a number on her. Her cheeks were big, agonizing ovals of crimson. Had she ever been spanked like this before? Had Mom learned something new in the years since the last time she had gone over her knee? It seemed without question to have been the most thorough spanking she had ever been given and it came at age twenty-two.

What a dubious honor. Humiliating. 

Nicole was sure that her older sister Kayla and all of Kayla’s other maids of honor really enjoyed overhearing her get her butt beat. She had not cried - so there was some consolation - but her ass was so raw that she had desperately begged for her mother to stop by the end. Another twenty seconds or so and the tears would have started flowing. It was altogether an embarrassing afternoon and it would be difficult to forget. But what did she expect? She had been warned several times to stop acting like such a brat. She had been ruining her sister’s bachelorette weekend.

But a spanking!?

Dragged from the dining room and into the guest bedroom, Nicole was over her mother’s lap before she even knew what was happening. It all went by so fast. It had been surreal. And then she was bare - just like old times, she now thought grimly - and her mother already had her trusty hairbrush in hand somehow.

Nicole gingerly touched her freshly spanked buttocks, savoring the heat and the sting. Her butt was so warm and it seemed to be spreading too, deep into her crack and traveling up front as well. She was still angry and mortified, but she was horny as hell too. Maybe having her boyfriend spank her so often had led her down this path or maybe she had been on it all along. Either way, her pussy was very wet and hungry for touch. 

Nicole stood in the guest room, shorts and panties still at her ankles, ass still very red and very sore, not sure what to do. How could she show her face for the rest of the weekend? Could she sneak off an masturbate? There was a certain thrill in her predicament but at the same time, she was frozen with indecision.

Angel knew better than to argue or resist. When her Mama decided it was time for her to get her butt beat, then it was time for her to get her butt beat. End of story. Angel lived at home and so she had to play by her Mama's rules.

Mama was old school, barely spoke any English and never took any shit from anyone. She was firm but fair. She was also a hardworking single mother who strongly believed in spankings. All of her kids were raised with them, but Angel was the only one still living at home. Angel being 24-years-old did not make even the slightest difference. Break the rules and you get your butt spanked.

Angel would have to get into position over her Mama's lap, butt completely bared and pointing upward, as if eagerly anticipating the smacks. She would have to keep her head down, as well as her hands and feet on the floor too. Reaching back or lifting her legs resulted in much, much longer spankings. Using only her hand, Mama spanked really, really hard. The spanks would echo all throughout the house. Before the spankings ended, Angel's ass would be dark red, swollen and a little bruised. She always cried and then would have trouble sitting comfortably for days afterward. But even Angel had to admit that they made a big difference. Her behavior and attitude would always improve dramatically following a trip over Mama's knee.

"It's time for a trip to the basement, young lady."

And that was that. Nothing else needed to be said. The paddle was coming out of the drawer and then there was going to be a shameful trek down to the basement after supper. And then it was just a matter of going over the knee, a dress being raised and panties being lowered.

And then a very sorry young lady would return the paddle to the drawer on her way to an early bedtime.

"No, no, no, no, mommy, please!"

The pleas get more and more childish as the desperation grows. The confident young woman of only moments ago has vanished, replaced by a naughty girl in the process of getting her bare bottom warmed. Her mother's mind is made up - her house, her rules - and she's decided a good spanking is exactly what her rude, spoiled and terminally lazy daughter needs most.

(needing it doesn't (always) keep me from begging!)

Getting a spanking from your mother at 30-years-old seems like a joke.

It seems like a joke right up until the moment you're over her knees - just like when you were a teenager - bare-assed and begging for forgiveness. When her hairbrush lands on your sore, exposed skin again and again, your dignity disappears. You're going to be bruised from the top of your crack all the way to your knees. Nothing much has changed since your last spanking in that regard - Mom still does not mess around. It's a very humbling experience.

Defiant until the end and clearly very embarrassed to still need spankings at her age. She's going to have to be careful - her attitude might earn her an encore performance. It certainly wouldn't be the first time she's gotten her butt whupped twice in one night.

Dinner was late because someone couldn't get off of her phone. Let's just say she was given a bare-bottomed reminder of what time the meal should be ready.

Her mouth had a way of prolonging the punishment. 

A simple spanking just never seemed to be enough. Even standing in the corner, with her jeans and panties already around her knees and her arms folded behind her back, she would inevitably say something to reignite her momma’s rage. Her sore, pinkish bottom would once again become the target and her momma would whale away with wild, burning smacks until she tired herself out. Both of them would feel the aftereffects for days, sore all over, throats raw from the screaming and the crying.

She was a hardheaded girl though and these spankings, as shameful as they were, continued long past a point when any of her friends or siblings were still subject to corporal punishment. All through college and even up to her mid-twenties, until she finally moved away from her momma’s house for good. She never seemed particularly bitter about it though and later in life, she even remarked on occasion that she missed a firm hand in her life and appreciated a good butt whoopin’.

MOM'S HAD ENOUGH

Suddenly and without warning, Shelia's arm swept out, taking her daughter completely by surprise. In one fluid motion, she sat back into the chair and bent the girl face-down across her knees. Sheila pushed up her daughter's skirt and rolled down her yellow panties, exposing the bare flesh, where a bikini-bottom tan line left a wide and rather white v-shaped target.

It had been some time since Janie had been in this position, but she did not put up much of a fight. Her tantrum had seemingly drained all of the energy right out of her. It was as if somewhere in the back of her mind she had known that this was where it had all been heading. Janie put her palms on the floor as blood rushed to her head and bent her legs at the knees, just as she had done years before as a naughty child. But at twenty years of age, she was no longer a school girl and the humiliation of this punishment already burned hot behind her eyes, causing bitter tears to spill before the spanking even began.

Sheila, trembling with rage, slapped and slapped, over and over and over, as hard as she could. The room rang out with the sound of skin smacking against skin with Janie's pitiful whimpering audible underneath. Sheila spanked until her palm was numb and she was out of breath, dizzy and somewhat exhilarated. She rolled Janie off of her lap and onto the floor. "Let that be a lesson to you," she exclaimed. "You're never too old for that, not as far as I'm concerned! I was older than you are now the last time my father took me across his knee and I learned to shape up real fast!"

Janie, sobbing now, rubbed her smarting bum, too stunned to reply. Even if she had somehow found the words, it was unlikely that her voice would have been steady enough to use them. She could do little else besides look up at her mother, who was now standing and smoothing out her skirt, breathing heavy, her eyes wide and sparkling. 

"Don't test me, darling," Sheila said as she left the room, "or next time it'll be the hairbrush."

She was spanked until her butt looked like a ripe tomato. Her dignity was long gone and she wept bitterly, kicking her legs and squirming until she was allowed to stand. With her panties still pulled down below her stinging bottom, she was led into the corner of the room. She was furious, but in the end, found that most of the anger left inside of her was aimed at herself. She had been a fool and paid the price for it.

When left her alone to think about her behavior, she reached back and rubbed her backside, gasping at the heat. She buried her face deeper into that corner and fresh tears came. Instinctively and, she hated to admit it to herself, from past experiences, she knew that she would be sleeping on her stomach for the next few nights. 

Out all night partying after the concert, she didn't get home until the sun was already up. She smelled of cigarettes, whisky and God knows what else. But she soon found out the price she was going to have to pay if she wanted to keep on living at home...

Mom hadn't forgotten how to wield that wicked brush. If anything she seemed to have gotten better at it. It was a spanking to remember, a ragged voice begging for it to end, waking up the whole damn neighborhood.

A red-bottomed, blubbering mess, complete with tears and snot dripping from her face, left in total disgrace after being given a long overdue and damn good spanking.

Momma came to Franny's bedroom right before lights out and she brought along the strap. There was some business to attend to and Momma knew it just couldn't wait until morning.

Franny's blue eyes grew large when she saw that evil piece of leather in her mother's hand. Her lip trembled.

"P-P-Please don't whoop me, Momma," Franny pleaded, her voice trembling. "I'm too old to be s-spanked."

"Young lady, you are lucky you're just getting one spanking and we're doing it up here in the privacy of your bedroom. Now stand up and bend over the desk with your shorts down or I will call your father up here to assist me."

"Y-Yes, ma'am."

Franny did as she was told, sliding her pajama shorts down just far enough to expose her little white bum. Momma always spanked on the bare. It had been a long time since her last whoopin - Franny had been a teenager then - but she knew the drill. She knew it would hurt and she knew she would cry. She also knew that her backside would be a searing red by the time Momma finished up. It seemed an undignified punishment - Franny was a woman grown after all - but what choice did she have? While living under her mother's roof, she had to obey her mother's rules... and accept her mother's justice.

While she blubbers away, bottom burning and still quite bare with her skirt flipped, the embarrassing lecture continues. She had failed quite miserably at taking her punishment quietly, so by this point everyone in the house is aware of the situation: Christine got a spanking. No one could argue that it wasn't deserved, but that didn't make it any less humiliating for someone of her age to still require that kind of discipline.

After what feels like an eternity, Christine is permitted to pull her tights back up and shamefully scamper off to bedroom where she can feel sorry for herself in privacy. Once there, she can cry herself to sleep.

Donna was starting to think that living at home to save money after college was maybe not all that it was cracked up to be. She was getting spanked almost as much as she did back in high school!

Forced to sit through the rest of the dinner with her pants still off and her red butt absolutely roasted.

#spankingwomen #twenties #mom spanks

[pettyrevenge-base]

Make my life difficult for nearly a decade, I'll make you look like an idiot.

When I first left home to go to university, my parents co-signed a mortgage for me on an apartment style condominium in a small Canadian city. This was 20 years ago, so it came in at a whopping $52,000. They thought that this was a much better and economical choice than trying to find an apartment and deal with landlords. I loved the idea and moved into my new home.

The building was almost entirely populated by the 65+ crowd. It was small and only had 24 units split into 2 halves. I had a basement condo. It was a nice place, nothing fancy, but amazing for a student. I was young (19) but I was quiet, kept to myself and didn't do the whole party thing.

I got along with most of my neighbors, I'd help them out moving heavy things or carrying groceries upstairs. I was acutely aware of the age gap and the general image of a university student, so I made sure to be just an all around great guy to avoid conflict.

The one person I could never see eye to eye with was my upstairs neighbor. For a 70 year old woman that couldn't have weighed more than 100lbs, she walked like a damned elephant. She'd have gospel music on her TV at max volume at 5am on Sundays, she'd make remarks about "that damn kid" whenever something was left out of place. She even went so far as to accusing me of breaking into her car and making a police statement saying she saw me do it. Unfortunately for her, I was out of the country on an internship at the time, but still she persisted being a pain in my ass. I'd tried to approach her about the TV issue, and her response was to make sure that it was no longer just Sunday. After a couple of years of attempted diplomacy, it was clear that nothing I did would make things better.

Others in the building probably knew she had it out for me, but why would this adorable little old lady try to lie and get me thrown out of the building by the condo board? (She tried at least 11 times while I lived there).

7 years into my time living there, I was at my job with an Ambulance service just north of the city. I got called to a shooting. Guy shot his neighbor in a land dispute. The neighbor survived, but there was of course going to be a police investigation. The investigating officers called me to get a statement and offered to just come over to do it, rather than have me travel. One of them was a constable I'd worked with quite a bit, so I said sure. We set a time for about an hour after I'd get home from work.

I was just getting out of the shower when they buzzed to get into the building, I said "come in, I'll be out in a second". I hit the door buzzer and quickly grabbed some pants and a shirt. I heard them come in, and then walk upstairs. As I'm trying to throw on clothes, I hear them knock....on my upstairs neighbors door. They introduce themselves as being from RCMP Major Crimes division and that they were looking for me...balls. She says "oh, he lives downstairs, what do you want with him?". They thanked her and informed her that they couldn't say, as it was an active investigation. My heart sank....but then I had a thought.

It only took about 15 minutes to do my statement and they went on their way. And then the fun began. I knew the rumour mill would be starting. She would tell everyone that would listen that Major Crimes was looking for me and that I must be some sort of criminal. I decided to see where this went. Pretty soon I'm getting side eye in the hallway, neighbors are steering clear of me, so I know she's been talking. Turns out I've been arrested for robbery and kidnapping and must be out on bail according to her.

I found this out when one of my neighbors who was on the condo board showed up with a letter demanding an explanation and threats to have me kicked out. I asked him what this was all about, and he said "Well, Linda (not her name) sent us a letter about what had happened and we had to have an emergency board meeting because people don't feel safe with you here". I said that per the by-laws of the condo board, before any action could be taken, I could request a meeting to review and provide a defense. Linda was on the board, so I know she'd be there. They set a date for a week from then, but I was given a caution that it didn't look good for me and that I would have to do a lot of explaining.

The meeting day comes. Linda is sitting smugly looking at me, the other board members are giving me dirty looks. The board president asks what I have to say in my defence. I stand and quietly distribute a letter on RCMP letterhead, signed by the regional superintendent that says"Mr. Zenmedic is not under suspicion of any crimes, past or current and has not been arrested, detained or questioned as a suspect in any criminal matter. His duties as a Paramedic will often require him to make statements in regards to ongoing investigations, and in this instance on (date), investigators had gone to obtain a statement about an ongoing investigation for which he was professionally involved. At no time did the members discuss, disclose or in any way indicate that he had any involvement in any wrongdoings. I am deeply saddened by the necessity of this letter and we will be reopening an investigation into a previous incident regarding false statements made against him".

You could tell when people read and understood it. The dirty looks shifted from me to Linda. She exclaimed that it must be a forgery, she witnessed me being led off in handcuffs. She pleaded that they should believe her. It didn't help her. I stood and addressed the board and outlined the years of abuse and harassment, including the false accusation of break and enter to a vehicle. I informed the board that on advice of my lawyer that I do not discuss the matter further with any member of the board, as Linda being part of it and using her position for the purposes of harassment opened the board as a whole to litigation and I was still weighing my options.

The next day I had a knock on my door. The board president had informed me that Linda was removed from the board and that she was given warning about her conduct and that any further harassment could result in proceedings to have her removed from the building.

She also had a visit from police with a summons for providing a false statement and obstructing a peace officer. She had to attend court. She pled guilty to both and was given a suspended sentence and 1 year condition not to harass, threaten or intentionally inconvenience me in any way. If she abided her conditions, she would receive an absolute discharge (meaning it would be removed from her record, like it never happened).

I moved to another province before her year was up, but for a brief period of time, I actually got to sleep in on Sunday mornings.

Source: reddit.com/r/pettyrevenge

#pettyrevenge #lol #omg

[yoshikoooo]

Scaramouche and Kazuha  AS YOUR BROTHER! HC

Kill me romantically~

No, Im seriously worried about your mental health if he was your brother.

Hearing loud thuds at night and a scream of profanity is now normal to you. 'He is obviously losing on his game' . You rolled your eyes and went back to sleep.

Your brother is not much of a sweet type of brother.

Rather an egocentric one.

He obviously doesn’t like it when someone other than him gets to be presumptuous around you. Knowing Scaramouche, Once they get on his nerves, He would obviously do some tricks to lure them out and Beat the heck out of them. also, he wont forget to vent his undying anger on them. 

" You assholes! Wasting my time here! And there! If you guys had some sense and didn't pick on her then this wouldn't have happened! " 

He said furiously while kicking their stomach.

You obviously know how lunatic Your damn brother is and Knowing that, You still dare to pick fights with him. Go bad bitch, go bad bitch, Go.

On that note, You guys are seriously Fighting 24/7. There wasn't a day wherein the both of you didn't fight. He even called you ugly when you were a newborn baby. The auDaCiTy...

Mother gave up on Easing the fight. Its just not worth her time anymore. Too tired of the same bullsh*t everyday.

Once the both of you are outside, A Beautiful facade is shown. The smile you gave to each other and Giggles while talking on your way to school would make the passerbys think that the both of you were simply having some sweet sibling moments.

When IN FACT. You guys were arguing who gets to play tonights Ps4.

Curses and Inappropriate words were heard from the both of you, although none of the people passing by could hear it because it was so faint.

The fact that both of you were smiling while arguing like mad dogs is insane. I congratulate you.

"Oi, How stupid can you be? Can't you see that it's my turn on the Ps4 LATER?"

His hostile tone is something to make you furrow your eyebrows.

'This crazy small piece of sht.'

You thought as you smiled widely.

"This damn brother of mine is too old to know that It was my turn today. How pitiful it is to be old, Ah~ its okay Being forgetful, But In that age of yours, I think You should worry about your height more."

You said still on your sweet smile while your brother was about to snap, His height was something you shouldn't have mentioned perhaps..?

"Hah? Are you forgetting Your height Y/n? You're smaller than me, How could a bratty little beansprout like you have the right to judge my fucking height?"

His eyes are somewhat turning of a glare, this facade of yours is now breaking. And the walk to school is about to end as You can see the gate from afar.

"Hm? Don't mind my height, Girls are usually shorter anyway, So I clearly DONT.MIND.IT— but dear Brother~ Men have a different standard on heights, I was simply bringing it up and I didn't think it would hurt you this much, huhu~ My apologies. "

You said clearly in a sarcastic tone, Making you run your way up to the school when you noticed he stopped walking.

'Crap.. gotta run fast'

You said to yourself as you ran at full speed, Only to look back to see your dear brother running after you with a glare, Making You try to run faster.

"Hah?! Oi! You dipshit! Get back here!"

You heard him scream furiously, Making you look back and laugh awkwardly.

" haha...Brother, Who in the world is an idiot that would Stop running if you're holding a fucking knife??"

You

A Gentle guy here.

He's definitely the best brother. Literally.

Calm and Cool unlike the other one up there.

He loves to sing, Making your day always twice the better.

Not to mention, he can also play the guitar and other instruments.

Everyday is a day full of melody whenever you're with him.

He sometimes would recite poems and haiku out of nowhere, Making you stuck on it for hours till you finally get what it means.

Embracing nature is his favorite. He would often ask you if You want to come with him to visit a park nearby.

He is so elegant to the point wherein You sometimes question yourself If you are both really siblings.

His soft side is one thing, But You did once saw his bad side when a person tried to do something malicious towards you. You heard how His once soft and Calm voice somehow turned into a whisper of a grim reaper who would mercilessly take lives..

He is over protective. Periodt.

He doesn't want any bugs around you.

And Whenever you're down or in a bad mood, He would always come to you and ask in a very VERY soft tone.

"Y/n... would you Mind if you share with me of what is troubling you? Hm.. I may not be of much help, But I certainly would do my best."

A very soft smile is pasted on his face and his angelic voice is heard enough to make that anger inside you to disappear like a trace of smoke. You hesitated but gave a sigh and looked at your brother .

"You see.. there is this classmate of mine... I didn't do anything to him yet He makes fun of me out of nowhere. To the point that I'm irritated with it."

You said in a voice clearly Tired of what you were having trouble on. You felt a warm hand on your head, making you look at your brother Who obviously is concerned.

"Although, My friends did say that Maybe he just liked me and was simply seeking for attention. Which I don't clearly believed cause who would do that?"

You rolled your eyes and sigh once again. You noticed how The concerned look your brother had disappeared in an instant.

"Y/n, do you find him Troublesome?"

He simply asked as he smiled like usual.

"Of course, I do! I find Him annoying too! How he would play with my hair and touch my stuff! Ugh~ Just even remembering him makes my blood boil!"

You vented out while your brother giggled.

"My, my, Don't be like that, There is no reason for someone like him to stay on your mind y/n. People always do unnecessary things to get something they surely won't have, And I do too feel that It is wrong of him to touch your belongings, but Being grumpy won't do you any good so Its better to forget about him, So.. Why don't you eat some ice cream on the fridge, Its your favorite flavor after all. Let us ease your anger, shall we?"

Your brother kazuha Said as he patted your head softly making you nod in excitement.

"really?? If that is the case Then I'll be going first.... -ah! I forgot to tell you this.. "

You stopped and looked at your brother who looked at you confused.

" thank you for listening to me. "

You said as you head out of the room leaving kazuha alone. He smiled widely agreeing that his sister is the cutest and kindest in the world.

After a while ,The bright smile faded and a dark demeanor filled him.

"Yes....Its better to forget about him y/n... "

He smiled widely as if Trains of wonderful ideas are coming straight to his head.

Days had passed since you told your brother about that guy and you clearly noticed how different it is after you told your brother about it. Days are now back to being peaceful. You even wondered if Your brother is secretly a saint.

...

'hmm...? That guy is not showing up to bully me today either, or Do I even see him around the campus... '

You sigh in relief. As you thought that The guy finally gave up on you when in fact it's not.

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #kazuha #kazuha x reader #scaramouche #genshin x reader

[smutfanfictionlover-blog]

Amazing Company Getaway- Jeong Yunho (정 윤호) x female reader (Y/N)x Choi San (최 산)

smut 🔞

⚠️ WARNING: THIS CONTENT CONTAINS SMUT SCENES AND FOUL LANGUAGE! 🔞 🔞

Author's note: This is my another Yunho and San one-shot fanfiction. I hope you will like it my beloved readers ❤❤❤

No. of words: 15k

Y/N is a college graduating student and she has friends named Yeri and Wooyoung.  Two days before their graduation they went to a bar but Y/N isn't much of a big drinker. So at that time, Y/N just had a few drinks and stopped. But then Yeri and Wooyoung noticed someone who kept eyeing Y/N.

“Y/N, a handsome man is looking at you,” Yeri said, which made Y/N just chuckle.

“I don’t believe you, girl!” Y/N said.

“Yeri is telling the truth he kept looking at you,” Wooyoung said.

“I really don’t believe the two of you. Anyways, let’s just not mind someone else, shall we?” Y/N said.

“Fine! Let’s just enjoy tonight,” Yeri said. At that time, Wooyoung and Yeri had an idea but Y/N knew nothing about what her friends would do.  Then there was a time, Y/N went to the restroom and when she came back, she saw that her friends were already gone and she tried to contact them but they didn’t answer the call.

“Shit! Why did they leave me here?” Y/N thought as she sighed then when she was still standing near the counter of the bar, someone tapped her shoulder which made her slightly surprised and as she turned around, she already got attracted to the guy and…

“He’s so handsome!” Y/N thought as gulped and blushed madly.

"I am sorry to bother you, miss. Don't worry, I won't do anything bad to you. By the way, I am Yunho," the man said as he smiled, which made Y/N relieved.

"Nice to meet you, Yunho! I am Y/N. By any chance, did you see my friends?" Y/N asked.

"To be honest, that's the reason why I approached you because they left and suddenly told me that I should be the one who will drive you home," Yunho said which made Y/N surprised.

"What? Why?" Y/N asked.

"I don't know but don't worry, trust me I will surely drive you home," Yunho said.

"Are you not that drunk to drive me home?" Y/N asked.

"Nope! I didn't drink alcohol tonight because I told my friends that I will drive. So, there's no need to worry, Y/N," Yunho said as he smiled which made Y/N blush madly.

"Damn! I think I am lucky tonight that I met this hot and handsome man," Y/N thought.

"Okay! I'll trust you, Yunho," Y/N said as she smiled back. They left the bar and while Yunho was driving...

"I guess you are already working, right?" Y/N asked.

"Yup! I am a manager in a company. What about you? Are you also working already?" Yunho asked.

"Nope! But after two days, I will be graduating from college," Y/N said, which made Yunho slightly surprised.

"Oh! Congrats! So, I think our age gap is not that big, right?" Yunho asked.

"Thanks! Anyways, may I know how old you are?" Y/N asked.

"I am 24 years old, what about you?" Yunho asked.

"I am 21 years old," Y/N said.

"Oh! That's great that there is only a 3-year gap," Yunho said as he smiled.

"Why? Is there a problem?" Y/n asked.

"It's nothing, it's just I want you to be comfortable with me," Yunho said.

"Oh okay! But we can be friends, right?" Y/N asked.

"Of course!" Yunho said as he smiled and Y/N just smiled back at him. As they arrived at her place...

"Can you stay for a while?" Y/N asked which made Yunho surprised.

"Are you sure? You mean, I will go with you inside your apartment?" Yunho asked.

"Yup! It's okay! Since you became my friend. I can make you some coffee or have some drinks," Y/N said as she smiled.

"Okay! If that's what you want. Let's go," Yunho said. As they went inside her apartment, they went to the kitchen and Yunho sat.

"So, do you want some coffee or just water or other drinks?" Y/N asked.

"Just some water, please and we can just talk," Yunho said, then Y/N smiled and nodded and when she got some water for him, he sat beside him.

"I thought you are living with your friends because you are still in college but you are already independent," Yunho said.

"Yup! But my friends hang out here every time we finish our deadlines at the university," Y/N said.

"I see. do you still have to go to the university tomorrow?" Yunho asked.

"Nope! We are just already preparing for the graduation and we just finished the rehearsal practice for the ceremony yesterday. That's why we decided to celebrate and hang out in a bar," Y/N said.

Oh! Okay! Anyways, I have to go because it's getting late and I am glad I had a chance to talk to you, Y/N," Yunho said as he smiled but Y/N gulped and suddenly bit her lips unconsciously.

"Yunho," Y/N said.

"Yes, Y/N?" Yunho said as he looked into her eyes.

"To be honest, I don't want you to leave me alone here," Y/N said which made Yunho smirked at her, and as Y/N saw it, she blushed madly and her legs were getting weak.

"Shit! How can I resist this hot and handsome man in front of me and I think he is getting what I meant," Y/N thought.

Then her thoughts were cut-off when Yunho suddenly went closer to her and lifted her chin.

"Don't want me to leave you? Why, babe?" Yunho asked in a low voice, which made Y/N blush and her body heated up because of the way his voice changed.

" I don't know why but I just want you to stay here with me," Y/N said as she gulped.

"Are you really sure, babe? I think we had the same thing in mind, right? If I do this," Yunho said as he suddenly kissed her lips passionately and Y/N just responded to his kiss that made Yunho pull her to him closely so that he would deepen the kiss then after a few minutes of making out...

"So, I was right! Let me make you feel good tonight, babe. You want that?" Yunho asked as he stared at her with lustful eyes.

"Y-yes Yunho. But I will tell you I am a virgin," Y/N said, which made her shy and Yunho was slightly surprised.

"Oh! But are you sure that you want me to take your virginity?" Yunho asked.

"Yes! How could I resist you? Even though we just met I am already attracted to you and..." Y/N was cut off when Yunho suddenly carried her in a  bridal style and while they were going to her room, Yunho kissed her lips.

As they reached her bedroom, Yunho lay her down on the bed gently and hovered above her then started to remove his shirt which made Y/N surprised and gulped when Yunho was already shirtless.

"Someone is loving the view, huh? We are just starting, babe. Can I help you remove your clothes?" Yunho asked which made Y/N blush and gulped at his question.

"O-okay! But I think I will get shy when I am totally naked," Y/N said as she couldn't look at him but Yunho lifted her face.

"Y/N, you are beautiful and I will prove that to you tonight, okay? Trust me," Yunho said as he kissed her lips quickly. Then Y/N sat and Yunho helped her remove all of her clothes. After all her clothes were taken off and was about to cover her body, Yunho suddenly held her hand above her head and…

"Y/N, I told you earlier you don't need to be insecure. You are beautiful and sexy," Yunho said as he started to kiss her lips and went to her neck he licked and sucked it which became a hickey which made Y/N softly moan his name. Then his lips went to her breasts as he licked them delicately and sucked them which made Y/N slightly arch her back.

"So sensitive, babe!" Yunho said as he smirked. As he continued to leave some kisses on every inch of her body, his lips went to her clit and without a warning, he licked her clit at a fast pace which made Y/N moan loudly his name and slightly arched her back.

"Shit! More, Yunho!" Y/N said as she slightly pushed his head more onto her clit which made Yunho smirk and decided to pull her thighs closer to his face and sucked it.

"Fuck! Yes like that, Yunho!" Y/N said as she threw her head back and continued to moan his name.

"You are so loud for me, babe!" Yunho said, as he continued to eat her out wildly, without a warning Y/N cum, then Yunho sucked all of her juices that made a slurping sound in the room which made Y/N go crazy.

"Your taste is so delicate, babe," Yunho said as he wiped the corner of his lips and smirked at her which made Y/N gulp at the sight of him.

"Fuck! That was hot!" Y/N thought, but then her thoughts were cut off when he was about to get a condom.

"Yunho! No need," Y/N said, which made Yunho confused.

"What do you mean, no need? No need to use a condom?" Yunho asked, then Y/N nodded which made Yunho surprised.

"Are you sure? You are taking birth control pills?" Yunho asked.

"Yes! So don't worry, okay?" Y/N said as she smiled, then Yunho bit his lips.

"Shit! That will feel so good, babe!" Yunho said as he suddenly removed his boxer shorts which made Y/N surprised and Yunho slightly smirked at her reaction and hovered above her.

"Don't worry, babe! This will fit you and I will make you feel so good," Yunho said as he stared at her eyes full of lust and love and Y/N just nodded.

"Are you ready for me, babe?" Yunho asked.

"Yes! I am ready, Yunho," Y/N said, then Yunho kissed her lips with hunger, and without a warning he inserted his cock inch by inch which made Y/N moan into the kiss. But as Yunho stopped kissing her...

"Is it painful, babe?" Yunho asked.

"Y-yes, but don't worry I can bear it," Y/N said. Then Yunho decided to kiss her neck and sucked her breasts to distract her from the pain but as Yunho continued to give her some kisses...

"Yunho, you can move already," Y/N said.

"You sure, babe?" Yunho asked.

"Yes! Make it faster," Y/N said, then Yunho started to thrust his cock to her core at a fast pace.

"Shit! You feel so good and tight, babe!" Yunho said.

"More please, Yunho!" Y/N said.

"I will give what you want," Yunho said as he suddenly lifted one of her legs on his shoulder and thrust his cock into her harder and deeper which made Y/N scream his name.

"Fuck! You really take my cock so well, babe!" Yunho said. Then he decided to put her legs down and made Y/N wrap her legs around his waist and thrust his cock into her deeper.

"Shit! Right there, Yunho!" Y/N said as her hands raked on his bare back.

"Damn, babe! Feel so good deeper to you. I can't get enough of you," Yunho said as he licked her ear which made Y/N moan more. As Yunho continued to ram his cock into her deeper...

"Yunho! I will cum!" Y/N said.

"Cum with me, babe!" Yunho said. Then after a few thrusts, both of them cum. Yunho collapsed on top of her which made Y/N slightly laugh and decided to hug his body.

"Babe, I have to get up, you might be suffocated if I will be crushing you like this," Yunho said and Y/N just laughed and let go of him.

When Yunho stood up, he decided to get some tissue and wiped her clean, threw the tissue in the trash bin, and went back to lie down beside her on the bed.

"Y/N, tomorrow I will be leaving early, okay? I have some things to do," Yunho said.

"It's okay! I understand, Yunho. You think we are still going to see each other after what we did tonight?" Y/N asked.

"Of course, babe! But if I am busy I won't be able to meet you," Yunho said.

"Okay! I didn't expect I would just give in to you but I think you are just very attractive," Y/N said.

"You are also very attractive. I am glad your friends made me drive you home and we got the chance to talk," Yunho said as he winked at her which made Y/N blush.

"Just had the chance to talk and then, had sex? Is that what you mean?" Y/N said, which made Yunho laugh.

"That's also already given. Anyways, let's sleep now, okay?" Yunho said as he smiled.

"Okay! Good night, Yunho!" Y/N said.

"Good night, Y/N!" Yunho said as he kissed her lips quickly and he hugged her closely to him as they slept.

NEXT DAY...

Before Yunho left Y/N, he put his clothes on and kissed her forehead which made her wake up and...

"Y/N, I have to go. By the way, this is my mobile no. You can save it later. You need to sleep more," Yunho said.

"Okay! Thanks, Yunho! I love you!" Y/N said as she smiled.

"I love you too, babe!  Just contact me if you want to meet me, okay?” Yunho said as he kissed her lips quickly then Y/N nodded.

"Okay! Take care!" Y/N said as she smiled.

'You too, babe! Take care! I'll get going," Yunho said and left her in the room.

"Shit! I didn't expect that I would just give up my virginity to someone before I graduate," Y/N said to herself, then she just went to sleep again to rest.

After an hour of sleeping in her room, Y/N woke up again to have breakfast and when she went to the kitchen, Yeri was already in the dining room and she was shocked.

"Yeri! You're here already? I thought you would meet your other friends? Also, are you the one who cooked breakfast?" Y/N asked which made Yeri smirked.

"No! I am not the one who cooked breakfast. To be honest, when I came inside I suddenly saw a note on the table," Yeri said as she gave the note to her and it said...

"Good morning, babe! I hope you had a good sleep! I cooked food for you before I completely left you.  Don't forget to contact me if you have time to meet me again! - Yunho"

"So, I guess Yunho is the name of the guy who drove you home, huh? Also, the one who gave you hickeys on your neck," Yeri said, which made Y/N surprised, and went to the bathroom to check herself in the mirror.

"Shit! This is so embarrassing!"Y/N thought and gulped. Then she just went back to the dining room.

"Anyways, just join me to have breakfast now," Y/N said, then Yeri smiled and nodded.

"So, it means he is already your boyfriend?" Yeri asked.

"I think so," Y/N said.

"Why is your answer like that? Did he already tell you “I love you” to you?" Yeri asked.

"Yes! But I am still not sure if he is really serious because I am also not sure if we will meet again," Y/N said.

"Girl! You already have his mobile number and you can contact him," Yeri said.

"I know but he is already working in a company and he might be busy when I contact him," Y/N said.

"Oh! I understand. But we made the right decision to make him drive you home, right?" Yeri said as she smiled which made Y/N chuckle.

"I think I was just really attracted to him. That's why I suddenly gave up my virginity to him last night," Y/N said.

"After our graduation, are you going to ask him where he was working and you will try to apply to that company?"Yeri asked.

"Nope! I don't have any plans to do that," Y/N said.

"Why? Don't you want to be with him?" Yeri asked.

"It's not that I don't want to be with him, I just don't want to, okay?" Y/N said.

"Okay! Okay! I understand, Y/N. But you'll try to contact him after our graduation, right?" Yeri asked.

"Yes! I'll try to contact him," Y/N said as she smiled.

FAST FORWARD...

Y/N already graduated and started to find a job with her friends. At that time, they agreed to apply to one company and fortunately, all of them were hired and they were in one department. While they are having lunch break...

"Y/N, are you still in contact with Yunho?" Yeri asked.

"Nope! To be honest, I am not contacting him," Y/N said which made Wooyoung confused and Yeri was surprised.

"Who is Yunho?" Wooyoung asked.

"He was the guy in the bar who kept looking at Y/N and we let him drive home. Remember?" Yeri asked.

"Oh! I remember it now! Why are you not contacting him?" Wooyoung asked.

"Yeah! Also, I think Yunho was now wondering why aren't you contacting him at all after what you two did that night. By any chance did he also call you?" Yeri asked

"Wait! What? They had sex?" Wooyoung asked in a low voice which made Y/N blush madly.

"Yes, we are, Wooyoung! As far as I remember he called me twice or thrice then he didn't call me anymore. But I know he is just very busy and I don't want him to disturb him at work because he is a manager of a department," Y/N said.

"Oh! I see. I hope you two will be able to find time to meet again," Yeri said.

"I hope so. But I won't deny that I am disappointed he didn't call me anymore," Y/N said.

"We understand, Y/N. You might not know, he can be working with us in the same company," Yeri said, which made Wooyoung slightly laugh.

"I think that is impossible. Also, we don't see him here in the building," Y/N said which made her friends slightly laugh. After they had lunch, their manager named Jongho gathered them in a conference room.

"Are there any problems, Mr. Jongho?" Yeri asked.

"No! Don't worry there is no problem. I just wanted to announce that the company will have a company getaway and in that company getaway, the sister companies will be joining us. Also, for us to get to know the other employees in those companies, we will be teamed up by the organizer on that day and you will also become roommates with them in the hotel accommodation," Jongho said.

"That would be a great experience. We will get to know other employees from the sister companies," Wooyoung said.

"You are right, Wooyoung. I also think that would be fun," Jongho said as he smiled at them.

"You know, Mr. Jongho. I think we already know why Wooyoung said that because he will search for a girlfriend," Yeri said which made Y/N and Jongho laugh and Wooyoung rolled his eyes.

"So what? Anyways, I just feel that it will be an enjoyable company getaway for us," Wooyoung said.

"We agree with you, Wooyoung," Y/N said.

"Anyways, that's all for this quick meeting. We should go back to work now," Jongho said, then Y/N and her friends nodded and went back to their working stations.

"I am so excited about the company getaway and we will meet the employees of the sister companies," Yeri said.

"Me too! I suddenly got curious about who will be our teammates in the getaway and I hope we can get along with them," Y/N said.

"I can feel that we are going to enjoy the getaway with them," Wooyoung said as he smiled and all of them agreed.

As for Yunho who is working with his friend named Mingi...

"Bro, are you excited for the company getaway?" Mingi asked.

“Of course! Because we will also meet other employees of the sister companies," Yunho said as he smiled.

"By the way, are you still in contact with Y/N?" Mingi asked.

"I still have her phone number but she didn't call me or send me a message to me anymore," Yunho said as he sighed.

"Why don't you just do the move?" Mingi asked.

"I wanted to but she might be busy that's why she didn't contact me anymore and I bet she is now working in a company," Yunho said which made Mingi chuckle.

"I bet you two are just waiting for each other to send a message or call first," Mingi said as he slightly laughed.

"I think so. Anyways, let's go back to work," Yunho said, then Mingi went back to his department. As for Y/N, who is busy at work, Yeri suddenly sent a message to her.

THEIR CONVERSATION...

Yeri: Sis! I think you will see him again!

Y/N: Why?

Yeri: To be honest, I just saw the employees' names of the sister companies and I saw Yunho's name.

Y/N: Girl! Many people have names of "Yunho" out there, but can you send me the full name?

Yeri: It's Jeong Yunho and he is a manager of the Accounting department.

When Y/N saw the name and the position...

"OMG! Is this really him? Or maybe not?" Y/N thought.

Y/N: I don't think he is Jeong Yunho that I know.

Yeri: Are you sure? What if he is?

Y/N: Well, I will be happy about it especially if he will be our teammate.

Yeri: I bet you really missed him, huh?

Y/N: I won't deny that  I missed him so much.

Yeri: I really hope that he is the Yunho that you know. I will be very happy if you two meet again and clear things up between the two of you.

Y/N: You are right! We really have to talk about a lot of things including not contacting each other anymore.

Yeri: Anyways, I have to go back to work, I just really wanted to tell you about that.

Y/N: Okay!

END OF CONVERSATION.

FAST FORWARD...

It's already the day where Y/N is going to the company getaway with her friends and as they arrived at the company building, they were instructed to go to their assigned buses. At that time, they went to a hotel resort and as they arrived, they were instructed to go to the lobby. While Y/N, Wooyoung, and Yeri were waiting, Y/N saw someone and was surprised.

"Yeri!" Y/N said as she whispered to Yeri.

"Why?" Yeri asked, then Wooyoung also noticed them.

"You were right! I'll be seeing Yunho again," Y/N said.

"What? Did you see him?" Yeri asked.

"Yes! He's right there," Y/N said as she slightly pointed where Yunho was.

"OMG! Girl! I hope you will be teammates with him!" Yeri said.

"It looks like someone will get his boyfriend back," Wooyoung said as he smirked, which made Yeri slightly laugh.

"Stop teasing me, Wooyoung! Also, he never became my boyfriend," Y/N said.

"I don't think so, Y/N. You told me that you two said "I love you" to each other that night and there's no way that he didn't become your boyfriend at that moment," Yeri said.

"If he really considered me as his girlfriend we could have more communication after that night and after I graduated," Y/N said as she sighed.

"Well, if Yunho will be on our team, it means that you two can clear things now," Wooyoung said.

"I know. I had so many questions that I wanted to ask him," Y/N said.

"I bet that everything will be fine between the two of you during this getaway," Yeri said as she smiled.

As for Yunho and Mingi, they are also waiting in the lobby area, Yunho also saw Y/N.

"Bro! I can't believe she's here!" Yunho said.

"Who are you referring to?" Mingi asked.

"It's Y/N! She's here," Yunho said, which made Mingi smirk.

"Hoping you two become teammates," Mingi said.

"I hope so. I bet we will talk about so many things since it's been a long time since I haven't contacted her," Yunho said.

"Yup! Also, I bet that she was also disappointed that you didn't contact her for a long time too," Mingi said, which made Yunho sigh.

"I know. She might think that it was just a hook-up at that time," Yunho said.

"I hope you two will clear things during this getaway," Mingi said.

"I can feel that everything will be alright between me and Y/N," Yunho said as he smiled. Then at that time, The organizer and host of the event named San announced something and that is...

"Good morning everybody! I am going to announce who will be your teammates and your roommates. So please listen carefully. The first team consists of Wooyoung, Yeri, Y/N, Yunho, and Mingi," San said, which surprised Y/N and her friends.

"OMG, Y/N! This is really the sign!" Yeri said.

"Be quiet, Yeri!" Y/N said which made her friends laugh and at that time, when Mingi and Yunho joined their group, Y/N and Yunho just smiled at each other but didn't talk to each other.

"By the way, this is the list of who are your roommates," San said as he gave a paper to them. As they checked out their roommates, Y/N was shocked because...

"Shit! Just me and Yunho only in the room?" Y/N thought and gulped.

"Well, I guess we should get going to our rooms and prepare for the activity later," Yeri said.

"I agree! By the way, I am Mingi and I am a manager of the Marketing department. Nice to meet you, guys!" Mingi said as he smiled at them.

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Mingi, I am Yeri," Yeri said as she smiled back.

"Just drop the formalities, Yeri. All of you can just call me, Mingi," Mingi said.

"Okay! I am Wooyoung and this is our friend, Y/N," Wooyoung said.

Nice to meet you Wooyoung and Y/N," Mingi said.

"Nice to meet you too, Mingi! Also, it's been a while, Yunho," Y/N said. which made Yunho smile.

"Yeah! It's been a while, Y/N," Yunho said.

"Anyways, let's just go to the room and arrange our things," Yeri said, then all of them agreed. At that time, Y/N let Yunho help him carry her bags, and while they are arranging their things...

"Y/N, can we talk?" Yunho asked.

"Yes! We really should talk and clear things about what happened after that night," Y/N said.

"Y/N, I am sorry if I hadn't contacted you for a long time, I was busy and I also think you are busy and I don't want to bother you. You might think that was only a hook-up but it's not and as I tell you that I love you, I really mean it," Yunho said as he couldn't look at her which made Y/N surprised.

"Are you really serious?" Y/N asked.

"Yes! I am serious about my feelings for you and that night is not a one-night stand only..." Yunho was suddenly cut-off because Y/N kissed his lips and Yunho wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her close to him and started to deepen the kiss but while they were still kissing someone suddenly pressed the doorbell of their room.

"Sorry! I think we should just continue this later. Don't you think, babe?" Yunho asked as he smirked which made Y/N blush madly.

"O-okay! Let's go, they are probably already waiting for us," Y/N said, as they went outside their room.

"Did we interrupt something?" Mingi asked, which made their friends laugh.

"No! Anyways, let's go to the beach area," Yunho said, then while they were going to the beach area, Yunho put his hands around her waist which made their friends smirked.

"Well, someone is already possessive, huh?" Mingi said, which made Wooyoung and Yeri slightly laugh.

"So what? Is there any problem?" Yunho asked.

"No! Anyways, it means you two are already in a relationship?" Wooyoung asked.

"Yes! Also, we already cleared things up," Y/N said.

"I am glad you two are already okay and became in a relationship. Yunho, we will trust you that you won't hurt her, okay?" Yeri said.

"Of course, I won't do that. Also, I will protect her during this company getaway," Yunho said as he smiled which made Y/N also smile. As they gathered around the beach area and saw San, the host and organizer of their event, many girls including Y/N and Yeri's eyes couldn't stop looking at him.

"Damn! Our host is very hot!" Yeri said.

"You are right!" Y/N said which made Yunho jealous and he suddenly leaned onto her and...

"Y/N, don't make me punish you later or perhaps you want him to join us in the next few days before we leave this resort?" Yunho asked, which made Y/N shiver down her spine and gulp.

"Stop that. Yunho!" Y/N said, which made Yunho slightly laugh.

"Babe, we just became officially in a relationship and yet you are already drooling with another man," Yunho said which made Y/N sigh.

"Fine! I am sorry! But you know that I love you more than him, right?" Y/N said.

“Okay, babe! I am sorry I admit I just got jealous," Yunho said, then her friends noticed them.

"Someone's already having a quarrel?" Wooyoung asked, which made their friends slightly laugh.

"Shut up, Wooyoung!" Y/N said, which made Wooyoung and their friends laugh again. At that time, they played the games that San prepared for them, Yunho’s team kept winning which made the other teams envy them and as the games finished,  San announced that they can have their free time and decided to approach them.

“Congrats to your team, Mr. Yunho! You really have good teamwork!” San said as he smiled.

"Yup! By the way, you want to join us today to hang out?" Yunho asked which surprised San.

“Really? Are you sure?” San asked.

“Yes! It would be fun if San would join us, right, Y/N?” Yunho asked as he looked at her and smiled which made Y/N gulp and just nodded and their friends agreed too.

“Gosh! What is Yunho planning right now?” Y/N thought.

“Okay! So, what are we going to do now?” San asked.

“Let’s have fun first in the pool, is that alright?” Yeri asked.

“Sure! No problem! We can also play games in the pool,” Wooyoung said.

"That would be fun. Let's go!" Mingi said. Y/N, Yunho, and their friends were already in the pool. As for San, he removed his shirt first before going into the pool which made Yeri and Y/N gulp and blush but Yunho noticed Y/N.

“Y/N, babe. I am watching you and I am serious. If you keep looking at him like that, I will really invite him to join us in our session,” Yunho said as he slightly leaned onto Y/N which made her shiver again because of his words.

"Fuck! So this is what he's planning? He is befriending San and making me drool over him and suggesting having a threesome with him during this company getaway? Oh gosh! He is unbelievable! " Y/N thought.

“Yunho, don’t make the others hear what you told me earlier, please!” Y/N said.

“Don’t worry! I won’t tell the others what I told you earlier,” Yunho said as he winked at her and Y/N just tried to smile back at him.

“Let’s play Tag here in the pool. You should have partners,” San said.

“Why? I thought you said that we will play tag,” Yeri asked.

"This is a different kind of playing Tag. The person who will be in front of their partner will be the protector and tagger and as for the person who will be tagged is the one on the back. So, the person on the back should follow their protector's moves in what direction they are heading for them not to be tagged by the other team. Is that clear guys?" San said.

“Yes! But if our team won, what would we get?” Yunho asked.

“You will have another day to spend here in this beautiful resort,” San said, which surprised them.

“What? How? Also, we are supposed to leave this resort together with our colleagues, right?” Y/N asked.

“I know but since this resort is also owned by Kang Yeosang, I am a friend of his.

he also told me that it will be for free,” San said.

“Wow! But why are you only going to give that prize to us only?” Mingi asked.

“Yeah! Why? That is supposed to be the prize for the other games that we should play including our colleagues, right?” Yeri asked.

“To be honest, he told me that I can give that prize for the other games but since there are enough prizes for the other activities, I can give that extended stay here at night to others. So I suddenly thought that it would be good if I would give this as a prize now. Sounds good right?” San said as he smiled at them.

“Yup! Thanks, San!” Yunho said.

"No problem, Yunho! Okay, guys! Get your partners and you should be all in position," San said. At that time, Yunho and Y/N, Mingi, and Yeri were partners. As for Wooyoung, he just decided to watch them and cheer for Yeri and Mingi.

“San! By the way, can the person at my back hold me on the waist so that she won’t be tagged?” Yunho asked, which made Y/N slightly surprised.

“Yes! It’s okay!” San said, which made Yunho smile.

“Y/N, hold onto my waist and just follow my move, okay?” Yunho said.

“Okay! We will definitely win because you are very competitive,” Y/N said, which made Yunho laugh.

"I know and also, I want to spend the time with you here alone or do you also want him to be included in our extended stay here?" Yunho said as he was referring to San.

“Stop that, Yunho! Anyways, let’s get into the game,” Y/N said as she wrapped her hand around his waist and she blushed madly as she felt Yunho’s abs.

“Okay, guys! I think you are all set, let the games begin!” San said. Y/N tried hard to hold onto Yunho so that she wouldn't be tagged by Mingi. The game turns out that Yunho and Y/N won which made Yeri envy them.

“Congrats Yunho and Y/N! I will tell Yeosang about the extended stay for the two of you,” San said.

“Thanks, San!” Yunho said as he smiled.

“No problem! Also, I noticed that you kept winning games including right now, I envy you. By the way, is Y/N your girlfriend?” San asked.

“Yes! She is my girlfriend. She’s beautiful, right?” Yunho asked.

“Yes! You are lucky to have her,” San said as he tried to smile at her which made Y/N blush madly.

“Why does Yunho have to ask San like that?” Y/N thought.

“I think Yeri and Mingi should buy some snacks since they are the ones who lose the game,” Wooyoung said.

“Wooyoung, you should also join them by buying us some snacks because you cheered for them,” Y/N said which made them laugh.

“That’s unfair! I didn’t even join in playing the game!” Wooyoung said as he pouted.

“Let’s go Wooyoung! We really appreciate that you cheered for us during the game but you really should join us to buy them some snacks,” Yeri said.

"She's right! Since you became our supporter during the game," Mingi said, which made Wooyoung sigh.

“Fine! Let’s go! Since we are in the same team and room,” Wooyoung said which made them laugh and the three of them went to the cafe’. As for San, Yunho, and Y/N, they went to a beach canopy that had beach chairs on it and relaxed on each chair while they were waiting for their friends…

“When are you going to tell Mr. Yeosang about the extended stay?” Yunho asked which made San smirk.

“I will tell him later when I am already in my room don’t worry and I know you want to spend time with Y/N alone,” San said.

“Of course! But I have another idea,” Yunho said.

“What is that?” San asked.

“I’ll let you know before the company getaway ends,” Yunho said.

“Yunho is making me crazy about what ideas he has on his mind!” Y/N thought.

“Okay! I’ll wait for you to tell me that. I am glad I became friends with all of you,” San said.

“We are also happy that we became friends with you, San,” Y/N said.

“Thanks, Y/N and Yunho!” San said as he smiled at them.

"No problem! Starting now, we can hang out every time we have free time," Yunho said, then San nodded.

“By the way, tonight we will have some party and there will be some drinks but if you two aren’t that fond of joining parties that have alcoholic drinks it’s okay if you don’t want to attend later,” San said.

“What do you think, Y/N?” Yunho asked.

"I may not be a party goer but I will attend later and I will just take a few drinks and will go back to the room because I don't want myself to get drunk," Y/N said.

“That’s okay, Y/N! Don’t worry, just tell me later if you want to go back to the room and rest already,” Yunho said, then Y/N nodded.

“Okay, great! We can tell Mingi and the others about it,” San said. After a few minutes, Yeri, Mingi, and Wooyoung came back with snacks and drinks.

“Sorry, there are so many customers in the cafe’,” Wooyoung said.

“It’s alright! By the way, I told Y/N and Yunho that there will be a party tonight with alcoholic drinks but if you don’t want to attend later it’s okay,” San said.

“I will definitely go later with these two,” Yeri said as she smiled.

“Of course! Since we don’t want to miss the events or activities of this company getaway,” Mingi said.

"Also, we are here to have fun," Wooyoung said and all of them agreed. After they ate their snacks and relaxed under the beach canopy, all of them went back to their rooms and decided to wash up. But as for Yunho and Y/N, as soon as they went inside the bathroom, Yunho started to kiss Y/N hungrily and she responded to his kiss. But they decided to stop and remove their clothes and went inside and opened the shower. Yunho trapped Y/N and kissed her neck, bit it, and made some hickeys on it.

"I missed you so much, babe!" Yunho said.

"Me too, Yunho! I missed you so much," Y/N said. Then Yunho's lips went to her breasts and he sucked it and massaged the other one which made Y/N moan his name softly. After he gave attention to her breasts, he kissed every inch of her and as he reached between her legs, he slightly spread her legs wide and he dived into her pussy, and started to eat her out as he licked it at a fast pace.

"Fuck! Yunho, don't stop!" Y/N said as she caressed Yunho's hair which made him smirk at Y/N. Then Yunho suddenly sucked her pussy which made Y/N almost scream his name and without a warning, she cum Yunho sucked all of her juices that made a slurping sound in the bathroom. After that, Yunho stood up and…

“Jump and wrap your legs around me babe,” Yunho said, Y/N obeyed him.

“Are you ready, babe? Also, you are still on a pill, right?” Yunho asked.

“Yes! I am ready and still on a pill,” Y/N said.

“Great! I love you so much, Y/N,” Yunho said.

"I love you so much, Yunho!" Y/N said. Then at that time, Yunho inserted his cock into her core.

“Fuck! You are still so tight, babe!” Yunho said as he started to thrust his cock to her core at a fast pace which made Y/N moan his name loudly and her nails are raking on Yunho’s back.

"More please, Yunho!" Y/N said, which made Yunho smirk.

"Don't worry babe I will make you scream my name," Yunho said as he licked her earlobe which made her shiver down her spine. Then Yunho decided to make his thrusts harder and deeper.

“Fuck, yes right there, Yunho!” Y/N said.

“Shit! You are taking me so well, babe!” Yunho said. As he continued to ram his cock to her, without a warning  Y/N cum then followed by Yunho.

“Fuck babe! That really felt so good,” Yunho said against Y/N’s ear.

“I know, Yunho! That was amazing,” Y/N said.

“Are you up for round 2 in the bed?” Yunho asked.

“Nope! I am really tired. We can just rest for an hour,” Y/N said.

"Okay, babe! I'll just help you to dry up and put some clothes on, I bet your legs are weak right now," Yunho said as both of them laughed.

“You are right! I won’t be able to stand up properly at this moment,” Y/N said. After that, Yunho and Y/N went to rest for a while in the bedroom. As for San, who is also in his room, he decided to call Yeosang.

THEIR CONVERSATION…

Yeosang: Oh! Hey, San! Why did you call?

San: This is about the extended stay here in the resort that you want to give as a prize.

Yeosang: Oh okay! Who are those winners?

San: To be honest, I didn’t use this prize for the other activities of the company getaway. 

Yeosang: Oh I see. But how did you select the person to have this extended stay?

San: I became friends with Group 1, they are Yunho, Y/N, Yeri, Wooyoung, and Mingi. Then we played a game in the pool and I suddenly thought that I could just give that as a prize.

Yeosang: Oh! Okay! So, who were the winners?

San: It's Yunho and Y/N.

Yeosang: Okay! I'll tell one of my front office staff here about the extended stay. 

San: Thanks! By any chance, do you see them in their office?

Yeosang: I only see Ms. Y/N, together with her friends Ms. Yeri and Mr. Wooyoung. But as for Yunho and Mingi, I only got to see them when I visited and held a meeting in one of the sister companies where both of them worked as managers of the accounting and marketing department.

San: Oh I see! They were friendly and I became close friends with them.

Yeosang: That's good to hear that during this company getaway, you became friends with some of my employees of the company.

San: You are right! Anyways, I have to rest first since tonight we will have a party.

Yeosang: Okay! I know we will enjoy this company getaway.

San: Yes it is! I really have to rest now, bye!

Yeosang: Okay! Bye!

END OF THEIR CONVERSATION.

After San had a conversation with Yeosang, he also took a rest in his bedroom. As for Yunho and Y/N, while they were sleeping, someone suddenly called the telephone in the room and Yunho answered it.

“Yes?” Yunho asked.

“Good afternoon, I am Seonghwa from the front office department. I guess you are Mr. Yunho, right?” the receptionist asked.

“Yes. Why?” Yunho asked.

“I just want to inform you that you and Ms. Y/N will have a 5 days extension of stay here for free,” the receptionist said.

“Oh! Okay! Thanks for the information. But did you say 5 days?” Yunho asked.

“Yes! The owner told me earlier that you will have 5 days of extension of stay,” the receptionist said.

“Okay! Thanks!” Yunho said.

“Have a nice day, Mr, Yunho! Bye!” the receptionist said. At that time, Y/N woke up and…

“Who called the telephone?” Y/N asked.

“It’s a staff from the front office department, he told me that we will have a 5 days extension of stay,” Yunho said which made Y/N surprised.

“5 days? Are you serious? I thought it was only 1 day?” Y/N asked and Yunho laughed.

“I know! I think Mr. Yeosang is really just generous,” Yunho said as he smiled.

“I think so. Anyways, can we still sleep? I am still really sleepy,” Y/N said.

“Okay! We can just sleep another hour since there is nothing to do for now,” Yunho said as he smiled and kissed Y/N’s forehead, then both of them went to sleep again. 

FAST FORWARD…

It was already evening, Yunho, Y/N, Mingi, Yeri, and Wooyoung together with San went to the beach area where the party was being held. At that time, they were at a round table and Wooyoung, Mingi,  and Yeri decided to get them some drinks.

“San, are you good at drinking alcoholic drinks?” Yunho asked.

“Nope! I really have to control myself because I know I easily get drunk,” San said, which made Y/N and Yunho slightly laugh.

“What about you, Y/N?” San asked.

“I am also the same with you. I just already stop drinking when I already feel dizzy or tipsy because I don’t want to be that drunk,” Y/N said.

“That’s good to hear, Y/N. I think I won’t have any problem tonight,” Yunho said as he smiled.

"Yup! Don't worry," Y/N said as she smiled back. Then Yeri and their friends came back with the drinks, and also at that time, they played some games again where the loser had to drink one shot of the alcoholic drink. But Y/N decided not to play with them for another game because she already felt tipsy and their friends understood her and made her not play with them. The others continued to play but as for Yunho, he decided to stop also playing with them and decided to go to the bathroom first and as for Mingi, Yeri, and Wooyoung, they decided to dance with the others in the center of the beach area. But while San and Y/N are left on the table, San suddenly looks at Y/N which makes her worry.

“San? I think you should really sleep now and get some rest,” Y/N said.

“You know, Y/N. I am really sad that you are already taken because I like you,” San said as he was still looking at her which made Y/N gulp.

“This is not good. I know he is just saying that because he is already drunk,” Y/N thought but suddenly, San went closer to her and kissed her lips which made Y/N shocked and pushed him which made San fall on the ground and he realized what he did.

“Shit! I am sorry, Y/N! Anyways, I will just go now,” San said as he gulped and decided to leave Y/N alone.

“I hope Yunho didn’t witness that scenario earlier!” Y/N thought, then her thoughts were cut-off when Yunho came back and…

“Babe! Where are the others? Also, San, where is he?” Yunho asked.

“Yeri, Wooyoung, and Mingi were on the dance floor. As for San, he already went to his room,” Y/N said.

"Oh! I see. Let's go. We should go to sleep and rest now. I know the three of them will have fun until dawn," Yunho said, which made Y/N slightly laugh and both of them went to the room. While they are going to the room…

“I bet Y/N didn’t know that I witnessed what happened earlier,” Yunho thought as he slightly smirked. 

NEXT DAY…

It was their third day of stay in the resort, Y/N tried to approach San many times but he kept avoiding her and Yunho noticed it, so he decided to talk to him.

“Why do you want to talk with me, Yunho?” San asked.

“I will get to the point. I saw that you kissed Y/N when you were drunk last night,” Yunho said, which made San’s eyes get wide.

“Shit! I am so sorry about that, Yunho! I was just really drunk and also, at that time, I realized I made the wrong move,” San said as he couldn’t look at him and became nervous about what Yunho might do to him.

“To be honest, I knew and felt that you already like Y/N,” Yunho said.

“I am really sorry, Yunho, for what I did. That’s why I am avoiding Y/N right now. I know Y/N tried to approach me to let me know that she forgave me for what I did but I am scared that if you knew what I did you would surely beat me up,” San said which made Yunho chuckle.

“I will admit that I got jealous and mad at you and I also can feel that she has feelings for you,” Yunho said.

"What? But you are her boyfriend and you saw that Y/N pushed me right? That's impossible. You know, if you are mad at me just punch me once, and don't worry, I will leave the two of you," San said, then Yunho laughed which made San get confused.

“I won’t do that to you, San. I am willing to share her with you. In other words, she can have both of us,” Yunho said, which made San shocked at his statement.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now? I think Y/N won’t like that idea of yours, Yunho!” San said, which made Yunho smirk.

“Trust me, she will agree to this special love relationship,” Yunho said.

“I don’t believe you!” San said.

“You want to know? Let’s talk just the three of us later after lunch,” Yunho said, which made San sigh.

“Okay! Where are we going to talk about this?” San asked.

“Let’s meet in a beach canopy that is not crowded so that no one will hear about what we are going to talk about, okay? I’ll just send you a message,” Yunho said.

“Okay! I’ll have to arrange other activities for the other days,” San said.

"Okay! I'll go back to the cafe'. Probably, Y/N and our friends were waiting for me," Yunho said, then San nodded. After their conversation, Yunho went back to the cafe' and…

“Where’s San? Also, why did you take so long?” Y/N asked, which made Yunho slightly laugh.

“Sorry babe! San has to arrange for the activities and I just talked to him earlier,” Yunho said.

“Oh, I see. But did he also tell you that he is avoiding me?” Y/N asked which made their friends confused.

“Did something happen that we didn’t know?” Mingi asked.

“No! Everything’s alright no worries guys.  It’s not that he is avoiding you, he told me that he has many things to do that’s why he can’t talk to you at the moment,” Yunho said as he smiled.

“Oh okay! I thought he was avoiding me,” Y/N said.

“I thought something is happening between the three of you and Yunho is having a fight with San,” Yeri said which made Yunho laugh.

“No! We are on good terms guys. Don’t worry! I bet the three of you have a special relationship going on,” Yunho said as he smirked at them which made Yeri, Mingi, and Wooyoung blush.

“Fine! We will admit that we are having a special relationship,” Wooyoung said which made Y/N surprised but as for Yunho slightly laughed.

“Damn! Is that really possible?” Y/N asked.

"Yup! No worries, we cleared things up before we get into this special relationship," Yeri said.

“Wow! I didn’t expect you to agree to have 2 boyfriends,” Y/N said, which made them laugh.

“I know it's shocking, Y/N. But they are too attractive,” Yeri said as she blushed madly which made Mingi and Wooyoung smirk.

“You should try it, Y/N,” Yeri said as she winked, which made Y/N roll her eyes and her friends laughed.

“Shut up, Yeri!” Y/N said.

“Why can't we try it with San?” Yunho asked which made their friends and Y/N shocked.

“Stop with that joke, Yunho! Guys, don’t mind what he said, okay?” Y/N said, then her friends laughed again.

“We won’t be surprised if that will really happen,” Yeri said as she teased them.

“Just stop teasing us, Yeri!” Y/N said.

"Fine! I am going to stop," Yeri said. After they had lunch, Y/N, and Yunho went to a beach canopy and…

“Why did you make that joke earlier?” Y/N asked.

"You'll see. Here he comes," Yunho said, which made Y/N get confused and she suddenly saw that San was coming in their direction.

"Hi, Y/N!" San said as he tried to smile.

"San about what happened last night was..." Y/N suddenly realized what she was saying and...

"Oh shit! I forgot Yunho didn't see the scene last night!" Y/N thought which made Yunho smirked.

"Y/N, I saw what San did last night. I admit that I got mad and jealous last night but just decided to let it slide and thought of this kind of relationship and I trust San," Yunho said which made Y/N surprised.

"Are you sure? Also, wouldn't it be that weird?" Y/N asked.

"Yes! Do you agree, San?" Yunho asked which made San gulp.

"I think so. To be honest, I was really shocked by your idea and I know Y/N might not agree with this kind of relationship," San said.

"I understand San. So babe, what do you say? Are you going to agree with this kind of relationship? or you'll still think about it?" Yunho asked which made Y/N blush.

"Umm... I'll agree to this relationship. But are you really sure about this, Yunho?" Y/N asked which made San surprised at her answer.

"Yes! No worries, babe. I am okay with it," Yunho said as he winked at her which made Y/N blush madly.

"Wait! Are you really sure about your decision, Y/N?" San asked.

"Yes! I am sure of my decision," Y/N said as she smiled which made San gulp.

"You mean you really are accepting me as your boyfriend too?" San asked, then Y/N nodded which made San smile.

"So, San from now on, Y/N is ours," Yunho said as he smirked which made Y/N blush madly.

"You know, that's really weird to hear that," Y/N said, then Yunho and San laughed.

"You'll get used to it, babe," Yunho said as he winked.

"Also, we won't care if other people will notice our special relationship, baby," San said.

 "San is right! Like our friends, right? "Yunho said, which made Y/N laugh but San was surprised.

"What do you mean? Yeri, Mingi, and Wooyoung are also having this kind of relationship?" San asked.

"Yes. It's kinda shocking, right?" Y/N said.

"Yup! It means I should also have an extended stay here in this beach resort," San said.

"Oh gosh! I almost forgot I will have an extended stay here with Yunho and now, San will be included!" Y/N thought.

"Yup! Also, we will make Y/N happy during the extended vacation, right?" Yunho said.

"Of course! Or should we say we will make her both happy and tired at the same time," San said as he and Yunho smirked which made Y/N blush madly.

"Can you two stop? Also, someone might hear us," Y/N said, which made Yunho and San slightly laugh.

"Okay! Sorry babe," Yunho said as he smiled.

"Anyways, I'll just tell Yeosang that I want to have an extended stay here," San said.

"Sure! Go ahead. Just inform us," Yunho said as he smiled.

"I have to go first, baby.  I'll meet the two of you when I am done preparing for the other activities," San said as he kissed Y/N's lips quickly and smiled at her which made Y/N smile back.

"Okay! I love you, San," Y/N said.

"I love you too, Y/N!" San said as he winked at her and left them.

"So babe, somehow did you like my idea?" Yunho asked.

"Yes. But of course, I am still worried that this relationship might have problems since you two are my boyfriends and there might still be jealousy going on," Y/N said.

"I know, babe. But don't worry about us. We cleared things out and I really trust San even though we just met him during this company getaway," Yunho said as he held her hand as he slightly smiled at her.

"Okay! I'll trust the two of you," Y/N said.  After that, Y/N and Yunho went to meet their friends again in the beach area.

"Where's San?" Wooyoung asked.

"He is still busy, guys," Yunho said.

"Oh! Okay! To be honest, we saw you earlier," Mingi said, which made Y/N surprised and Yunho smirked.

"So it means the three of you had the same relationship set up with us? Because we saw that San kissed Y/N," Yeri said as she smirked which made Y/N get shy.

"Yup!  Y/N accepted it," Yunho said as he wrapped one of his arms around her waist.

"It means the three of you will enjoy the extended stay here in the resort, huh?" Wooyoung said as he smirked.

"Of course! we will surely also make Y/N happy during the extended stay," Yunho said.

But Yunho, are you sure about San? Since we just met him here in our company getaway," Yeri said.

"Yes, I am sure and I trust San. To be honest, something happened last night," Yunho said, which made Y/N gulp.

"What is that?" Mingi asked.

"Can we just not talk about that?" Y/N asked which made their friends become more curious.

"Babe, It's alright If I will share it with them besides San is already part of your life too," Yunho said which made Y/N sigh.

"Fine!" Y/N said, which made Yunho slightly laugh.

"To be honest, I just saw San kissed Y/N last night and at first, I was really angry but I decided to let it slide and decided to make it this kind of relationship," Yunho said which made their friends shocked.

"Really?" Yeri asked, which made Y/N nod.

"That happened when the three of you went to the dance floor and he was really drunk and, to be honest, I pushed him away from me because I knew that was a mistake. Anyways, everything is alright now," Y/N said, then all of them agreed.

As time went by, while they were having free time in the beach area, San and Yunho couldn't stop looking at Y/N who was wearing swimwear.

"Damn!  I can't believe she is already mine too, Yunho," San said, which made Yunho chuckle.

"You can have her alone tonight if you want to," Yunho said, which made San slightly surprised.

"Are you sure? But she's also yours," San said.

"I know. Besides, we still have an extended stay here," Yunho said.

" I think there's no fun with that if you just allow me to have her tonight," San said, which made Yunho slightly surprised.

"What do you mean? You want us to play a game or something?" Yunho asked, then San nodded, which made Yunho slightly laugh.

"San, there's no need to play games or make a bet for that, okay? If you still think that I will be jealous, I swear I am not since I trust you, okay? I'll tell her later," Yunho said.

"Okay! If you said so," San said, which made Yunho slightly laugh. Then Y/N approached them.

"What were you two talking about?" Y/N asked.

"Babe, you can stay the night with San tonight," Yunho said which made Y/N surprised.

"What? A-are you sure? What about you? You will be alone in the room," Y/N asked.

"It's okay! Don't worry in our extended stay the three of us will definitely be in one bedroom, okay?" Yunho said as he winked at her which made Y/N blush and gulp.

"O-okay!" Y/N said as she tried to smile at him and Yunho kissed her cheek which made their friends teased them and Y/N got shy.

"Oh gosh! Good luck to me later. I can't believe all of these things are happening to me on the third day of this company getaway. But I won't deny that this will be the hottest thing in my life that happened to me," Y/N thought. As Y/N and Yeri walked at the same time in the beach area and their boyfriends were behind them...

"So, you will be laid tonight by San, huh?" Yeri said as she smirked.

"Shut up, Yeri!" Y/N said, which made Yeri laugh.

"I don't believe he won't do anything to you and also, think that you are lucky to have him because as you can see, many girls' eyes are on San and all of them wanted to be fuck by him," Yeri said which made Y/N roll her eyes.

"Fine! Whatever you say!" Y/N said which made Yeri chuckle. As they checked out their boyfriends behind them, a girl approached  San and they saw that the girl was caressing his biceps but San was not amused as he shoved away the girl's hand. So, Y/N and Yeri decided to come closer to them and...

"Oh, there you are baby! Sorry miss, but I am already taken," San said as he wrapped his hands around Y/N's waist and Yunho decided to hold one of her hands which made Y/N blush madly.

"To be honest, we belong to her," Yunho said, which shocked the girl and...

"Wow! What a whore you are! You really outdid yourself girl getting the hottest guys in this beach resort," the girl said which made Y/N scoff and then, she suddenly pushed the girl hard, and then the girl fell onto the sand but thankfully before Y/N will do something to the girl, San, and Yunho held her hand and...

"Bitch! If you will not talk nicely, just shut the fuck up and leave us alone!" Y/N said with anger in her voice which made the girl run away. As the girl left, Y/N tried to calm down her nerves.

"Y/N, babe. Don't mind her, okay?" Yunho said as he caressed her shoulder to comfort her.

"Just relax, baby. Also, she shouldn't have said that to you. She was really rude," San said, which made Y/N sigh.

"I know! She got on my nerves when she called me a whore. I know we weren't in a normal relationship where everyone else will judge us but she didn't need to degrade me like that! I bet she's also a bitch," Y/N said, which made their friends slightly laugh.

"Calm down now, babe, okay? She is just really jealous because you already have us as your hottest boyfriends, right San?" Yunho said as he smirked.

"Of course! Also, I think that girl thought that we are just having some sexual relationship nothing else but that is not true. We truly love you not only outside but also inside," San said as he smiled which made Y/N smile at them.

"I am really lucky to have them," Y/N thought.

"Okay! love birds, let's go back first to our rooms and change clothes to have dinner at 6pm," Wooyoung said, then her friends went back to their rooms.

"I'll see the two of you again during dinner," San said as he kissed her lips.

"Okay! See you later, San!" Y/N said as she smiled. As Yunho and Y/N went back to their room...

"Are you now okay, babe?" Yunho asked.

"Yup! A little bit. I am hoping I won't ever see that girl again," Y/N said, which made Yunho slightly laugh.

"Just don't mind her, okay? Just always think of us that we love you, okay?" Yunho said as he cupped her face and Y/N smiled, then Yunho kissed her lips.

"Okay! Anyways, I'll just take a shower and change clothes," Y/N said.

"Can I just join you? I swear no sex right now. I'll just help you clean up," Yunho said as he smiled at her which made Y/N slightly laugh.

"Okay! Let's go," Y/N said. After they showered, they changed clothes and went to the beach area where the dinner was arranged and they went to get some food and joined their friends at one table.

"So San, are there any special missions or events? since it's the last night of this company getaway," Mingi asked.

"Unfortunately there are no other activities for this last night of your company getaway. So you can all do whatever you want after dinner," San said.

"Oh okay! Do you have a plan after dinner?" Wooyoung asked.

"To be honest, we don't have that in mind. What about the three of you?" Yunho asked.

"I think we'll just have a few drinks," Yeri said.

"Then what? Fuck each other?" Y/N asked as she smirked which made them laugh.

"Sis, getting bolder now, huh?" Yeri said, which made Y/N slightly laugh.

"Sorry about that, Yeri. Anyways, I think we can all just have a few drinks and go back to our rooms," Y/N said.

"I think that's a good idea baby," San said as he smiled.

"I also agree, babe," Yunho said as he smiled at Y/N. After their dinner, they went to the bar and as they had a few drinks, Y/N decided to stop as she felt already dizzy, then Yunho and San noticed her.

"Babe, are you already at your limit?"  Yunho asked.

"Yup! I'll stop drinking now," Y/N said.

"San, I know you are also at your limit already, you can take Y/N already in your room," Yunho said which made Y/N blush madly and San slightly surprised.

"Are you sure, Yunho? What about you? Aren't you going to your room also?" San asked.

"I'll stay here and will still hang out with them. Let's just meet tomorrow in the morning at the lobby so that we will be able to know if we already have an assigned room for us in our extended stay," Yunho said.

"Sure no problem! We will go now to my room," San said.

"Okay! See you tomorrow, babe! I love you!" Yunho said as he kissed her lips quickly.

"See you tomorrow, Yunho! I love you!" Y/N said as she smiled. Then, San and Y/N left Yunho in the bar. While they were in the elevator, Y/N couldn't stop looking at San.

"Gosh! He is just so fucking hot and he will definitely ruin me tonight," Y/N thought then San noticed and...

"Baby, don't stare at me like that. I might not be able to control myself right now to devour you," San said as he smirked which made Y/N gulp.

"Sorry, San. We can just wait until we reach your room," Y/N said as she blushed madly, then San nodded as he also suddenly spank her butt which made Y/N gasp and San slightly laughed at her reaction and just winked at her.

Then at that time, when they reached the floor, San held Y/N's hand and they ran to go to his room. Then as soon as they went inside his room and locked it, he pushed Y/N onto his bed and hovered above her, and kissed her lips passionately as he slightly bit her lower lip, which made Y/N gasp in the kiss and San successfully slipped his tongue into her mouth and explored her cavern. Y/N let San dominate the kiss and while he was busy kissing her, his hands went under her shirt and cupped her clothed breasts which made Y/N moaned into the kiss. 

Then suddenly they stopped kissing and they helped each other to remove their clothes and then, when they were already both naked.

"Damn! You are so fucking sexy, Y/N!" San said licking his lips which made Y/N get shy. Then suddenly San removed her hands from her chest and pushed her again on the bed and caressed her face.

"Y/N, don't be insecure, okay? I will prove tonight that you are beautiful to me. I love you, Y/N!"San said as he smiled.

"I love you too, San," Y/N said as she smiled back. Then San kissed again her lips passionately and then his lips went to her neck as he licked and bit a spot that became a hickey. After he gave attention to her neck, he sucked one of her breasts and then licked and bit her nipples which made Y/N moan his name and slightly arched her back.

"So responsive, baby! I like that," San said as he smirked as he continued to give attention to her breasts. Then San kissed every inch of her which made Y/N softly moan his name. As San reached between her legs he spread it widely which made Y/N blush madly and looked at San.

"You are already so wet for me, baby," San said and when Y/N was about to say something, San licked her clit which made Y/N lay down her head on the pillow and moaned. 

"Keep going please, San!" Y/N said, then San obeyed her and decided to pull her thighs closer to his face and licked her clit at a fast pace which made Y/N grip the sheets and moaned his name non-stop.

"Fuck! You are so good, San!" Y/N said which made San smirk and he suddenly sucked her clit, then Y/N almost screamed his name.

"That's it Y/N! I will definitely make you scream for more later," San said. As San continues to eat her out, Y/N cum in his mouth, and he sucks her juices. As San stood up, he wiped the corner of his lips and smirked at her.

"You are so fucking delicious baby," San said, then he hovered above her again and...

"Are you ready for me, Y/N?" San asked.

"Yes, I am!" Y/N said as she suddenly kissed his lips and while they were kissing, San inserted his cock to her core which made Y/N moan into the kiss. But as San already thrust his cock to her, they pulled out from the kiss and then, he wrapped her legs around his waist and started to thrust at a fast pace which made Y/N grip his biceps.

"Shit! More, San!" Y/N said.

"I'll give you more, baby!" San said as he smirked, then he suddenly put one of her legs on his shoulder and thrust his cock into her at a harder pace, and that made his cock go deeper to her core.

"Fuck yes, San! Right there!" Y/N said. 

"Fucking so good deeper to you baby! Also, you are very hot being a mess underneath me," San said. Then he decided to put her leg down and wrapped again her legs around his waist and hugged her body close to his body and continued to ram his cock to her core deeper which made Y/N rake her nails on San's broad back.

"Fuck, baby! I am going to cum," San said.

"Me too! Cum inside of me, San. I am on a pill," Y/N said, as San continued to thrust his cock into her, they cum at the same time and San's body was pressed against her, and Y/N decided to hug his body which made San slightly laugh.

"I love you so much, Y/N!" San said.

"I love you too much, San," Y/N said, then she let go of him and San kissed her lips again and pulled his cock out of her and laid beside her.

"How do you feel right now, baby?" San asked.

"I am kinda tired but that was amazing, San," Y/N said as she kissed his lips which made San smile.

"By any chance, you want another round?" San asked as he smirked which made Y/N blush madly.

"Why not?" Y/N said as she bit her lips.

"I thought you were tired, baby," San said.

"I think I am now also addicted to you not only to Yunho," Y/N said as she suddenly traced one of her fingers on his abs.

"I bet you wanted me to make you not walk until tomorrow, huh?" San said as he smirked.

"I don't care. I just want you so bad, San," Y/N said.

"So am I, baby!" San said. Then at that time, San made Y/N sit on his cock and decided to stand up which made Y/N confused.

"San, where are we going?" Y/N asked.

"I'll fuck you against the wall, baby. So, wrap your legs around my waist tightly so that you won't fall," San said, then Y/N gulped and nodded.  As San leaned Y/N's back on the wall...

"Be ready again for me, Y/N," San said as he licked Y/N's ear which made her shiver from her spine. Then at that time, San started to thrust his cock upwards at a fast pace and he also kissed her lips passionately while thrusting his cock into her but because of the pleasure that Y/N felt, they decided to stop kissing and made Y/N lean onto his shoulder and moan his name against his ear.

"Fuck! I love hearing your moans and you just feel so good, baby!" San said as he also sucked her neck which became a hickey again which made Y/N moan louder.

"Don't fucking stop, San!" Y/N said.

"My baby is so needy," San said as he smirked as he continued to thrust his cock to her core, without warning Y/N cum but suddenly San stopped and decided to make Y/N sit on the table while his cock was still inside of her.

"San, aren't we going to bed now?" Y/N asked as she pouted, then San shook his head and smirked which made Y/N surprised.

"I am not finished yet and you didn't cum with me," San said.

"Shit! I am sorry, San," Y/N said, then suddenly San placed a finger on her lips.

"It's okay, baby. Just let me finish and just enjoy this, okay?" San said, then Y/N just nodded.

"Good girl!" San said and then he kissed her lips hungrily and started to thrust his cock to her again at a fast pace. Then they decided to break the kiss and Y/N slightly laid on the table as she propped her elbow on the table and continued to moan his name. Then as they made eye contact, San's eyes are burning with desire and want as he continues to ram his cock into her,  but as for Y/N she couldn't hold the eye contact because of the overwhelming pleasure she feels and screamed his name and at that time, the room was filled of skin slapping sounds and their moans.

"You are so loud for me, baby! Making the others hear who is fucking you this good!" San said as he smirked and as he continued to thrust his cock into her...

"San! I'll cum again!" Y/N said.

"Cum with me, Y/N!" San said. After a few thrusts of his cock, both of them cum and San pulled out his cock to her and carried her to bed.

"Wait for a second, I'll just wipe off the table," San said, then Y/N nodded and waited for San to come back and lay down beside her. After a few seconds, San lay beside her.

"Good night, Y/N! I love you," San said as he kissed her lips quickly.

"Good night and I love you too, San!" Y/N said as she smiled, then San hugged her body closely to him as they slept.

THE NEXT DAY...

Y/N and San met Yunho at the reception area. As soon as Yunho saw them he smirked.

"It seems you made our girl tired last night, huh?" Yunho said which made Y/N blush madly at his statement.

"Yup! But I bet she will be more tired if both of us will have her," San said as he also smirked.

"Can you two stop talking about that and we are in a public place, okay?" Y/N said, which made Yunho and San laugh.

"Oh! You're right babe! Sorry!" Yunho said.

"Sorry baby, we can't help it," San said.

"It's okay just don't talk about that topic publicly, okay?" Y/N said, then Yunho and San nodded. Then at that time, the receptionist approached them and...

"Good morning, the three of you are the ones who will have an extended stay here?" the receptionist asked.

"Yes! We are here to know about the new room assigned to us," San said.

"Oh okay! Mr. Yeosang told me that the three of you will stay in one room with a good view of the sea and have an indoor pool," the receptionist said, which surprised them.

"Really? Will he let us stay in an expensive room?" San asked, then the receptionist nodded.

"This is the keycard to the room. Have a nice extended vacation," the receptionist said and smiled at them.

"Thanks!" Yunho said as he smiled back and then, all of them left the Reception area.

"Let's get our things first in our room, then let's meet again here, okay?" San said, then Yunho and Y/N nodded and all of them went back to their rooms and got their things. Then, as they met each other in the reception area again, the receptionist gave them directions to their new room and went to the room.

"Damn! I didn't expect Mr. Yeosang to give us this accommodation and I bet this is really expensive," Y/N said as she smiled while looking at the beautiful scenery of the sea.

"Yup! It means no one will disturb us here because it's quite far from the noisy and crowded beach area," Yunho said.

"So guys, what do you want to do first?" San asked as he smiled at them.

"Let's use the indoor pool now," Y/N said.

"That will be fun!" Yunho said.

"Then. let's go!" San said as he smiled. Y/N went to the bathroom to change into her hot pink one-piece swimsuit. As she went out of the bathroom, Yunho and San looked at her up and down which made Y/N gulp and blush madly.

"Can you two stop looking at me like that? I am suddenly becoming conscious," Y/N said, which made San and Yunho slightly laugh.

"Sorry, babe! You are just so sexy," Yunho said.

"And of course, you are also smoking hot, baby!" San said as he bit his lips which made Y/N sigh.

"I know you two are planning to have me also in the pool," Y/N said which made Yunho and San smirked.

"You know us well, babe," Yunho said.

"Why baby? are you complaining?" San asked.

"It's not that I am complaining but I don't know if I will be able to handle the two of you," Y/N said as she couldn't look at them.

"Babe, don't worry we'll take it slow," Yunho said.

"Yunho is right. Also, if you think you weren't ready to have both of us at the same time. Yunho and I can make way for you individually," San said as he smiled.

"Wait, you mean while one of you waits for your turn you will watch?" Y/N asked.

"Yes, babe," Yunho said.

"Oh gosh! Anyways, I don't mind though," Y/N said.

"So, what's your decision?" San asked.

"Umm... I think I can try to have the both of you," Y/N said.

"Are you sure, baby?" San asked.

"We are just checking if you are really ready for us,” Yunho said.

"Yes! That's my final decision," Y/N said, which made San and Yunho smirk.

"Well, then shall we have some fun first in the pool before we get into the real deal?" San asked.

"That would be better than you two fucking me already as soon as we get in the pool. I also need to relax my body. Anyways, let's go now," Y/N said, which made Yunho and San laugh.

As they went to the private indoor pool,  the water of the pool was warm which made Y/N relax her body. As for Yunho and San who are looking at Y/N, they couldn't hide that they are already turned on seeing her body and they decided to go closer to her.

"Baby, I am sorry if I got you tired last night," San said, which made Y/N slightly laugh.

"It's okay, San. Besides, we enjoyed it last night," Y/N said.

"Well we will make you more tired since you chose to have us both now," Yunho said as he smirked and started to touch her pussy through the swimsuit which made Y/N gasp. As for San, he started to remove the straps of her swimsuit.

"Shit! These two hotties will be the death of me," Y/N thought. Then her thoughts were cut-off when her swimsuit was already gone and then you saw Yunho and San were stripping already and gulped at the sight of them.

"Our baby is loving to see us like this, huh?" San said.

"How can I not? Since you two are my hottest boyfriends, right?" Y/N said.

"That's what we like to hear babe," Yunho said as he smirked. Then at that time, they decided to go beside the pool and let Y/N lay on the sunbathing chair. Yunho spread her legs wide and as for San, he kissed Y/N's lips and her neck and sucked her tits hard which made Y/N moan. When Yunho started to eat her out, her moans got louder.

"Open your mouth for me, baby," San said and Y/N obeyed him, then San inserted his cock into her mouth and Y/N held his cock and started to suck his cock as she also swirled her tongue on it.

"Fuck, Y/N! That feels so good!" San said. As for Yunho, he slightly pulled her legs close to his mouth and sucked her core which made Y/N moan while she was sucking San's cock and it made him shiver. As San continued to thrust his cock into her mouth...

"Shit! I am going to cum baby! " San said, then after a few seconds, he cum and Y/N swallowed all of it which made her become a mess when San pulled his cock out from her mouth. 

"That's my girl," San said as he smirked and kissed her lips passionately, letting him taste himself from her tongue.

But at that time, Yunho was still sucking and licking her core which made Y/N lay her body completely on the chair and moan loudly.

"Fuck! Yunho! I am going to cum!" Y/N said.

"Let me taste you, babe," Yunho said, then after a few seconds, Y/N cum, and Yunho sucked all of her juices which made an erotic sound surrounding the indoor pool area. After Yunho ate her out...

"San, I'll take her behind," Yunho said.

"Sure! No problem," San said. 

"Babe, ass up for me," Yunho said, then Y/N obeyed him and then, he suddenly spanked her butt which made Y/N moan and at that time, San was underneath her.

"So baby, are you ready for us to take you at the same time?" San asked.

'Yes! Just fuck me the two of you until I can't walk," Y/N said.

"Be careful what you wish for, babe," Yunho said as he started to kiss her neck which made Y/N shiver through her spine and then San and Yunho inserted their cocks into her which made Y/N moan loudly.

"We'll let you adjust first for a second baby," Yunho said. Also, at that time, San decided to suck her tits which made Y/N moan non-stop.

"San and Yunho, you two can already move," Y/N said.

"Are you sure, babe?" Yunho asked.

"Yes! Please do it!" Y/N said, As soon as Y/N said it, Yunho and San started to thrust their cock into her at a fast pace which made Y/N scream because of the overwhelming pleasure she is feeling and as her legs were about to give up, Yunho held her tightly so that she won't collapse on top of San.

"Fuck! You feel so good, babe!" Yunho said as he sucked her neck.

"You take us so well, baby! Also, you feel so good!" San said as he and Yunho suddenly thrust their cocks at her at a hard pace which made Y/N scream.

"Right there! Don't stop, Yunho and San!" Y/N said.

"Damn! Our baby is so loud for us!" Yunho said as he was still thrusting his cock into her core wildly.  As Yunho and San continued to thrust their cocks to Y/N...

"Yunho and San! I will cum!" Y/N said.

"Cum with us, baby!" San said. After a few thrusts of their cocks, they all cum inside her and Y/N collapsed on top of San and Yunho pulled his cock out of her.

"Babe, are you okay?" Yunho asked.

"Yes! I am fine. I had a fucking amazing experience with the two of you. I love you San and Yunho," Y/N said while she was still on top of San's body.

"I love you too, Y/N," San said.

"I love you too, babe!" Yunho said as he also kissed her lips. Then at that time, San carried Y/N going back to their room and Yunho decided to go to the bathroom and ran warm water in the bathtub. After a few minutes, all of them were in the bathtub.

"How many days will we stay here again?" Y/N asked.

"5 days," San said.

"Oh yeah! I almost forgot. That’s really long but I liked that we will have a long vacation here with the two of you," Y/N said as she smiled at them

"Me too! At least we are free from stress from our work for 5 days," San said.

"You're right and we will make memories here with Y/N," Yunho said as he smiled.

"Of course! But to be honest, I didn't expect this would happen to me," Y/N said.

"I understand how you feel, Y/N. Since you two just met me here during the company getaway and you accepted me also as your boyfriend," San said.

"Well, that's because of me and I really think there will be no problems in this relationship if all of us will be honest with each other, right?" Yunho said.

"I agree, Yunho. No worries. I will just love the two of you," Y/N said as she smiled at them.

"That's what we really like to hear from you, baby," San said.

"Anyways, let's wash up and take a nap first since I am really tired," Y/N said which made San and Yunho laugh.

"Okay, babe! We will help you wash up," Yunho said.

"Are you sure that you two will just help me wash up? Because my legs are weak now and I don't want another round here," Y/N said.

"Okay! No worries, baby. No other rounds of sex," San said.

"Great! Let's just make it quick," Y/N said, then all of them wash up and at that time, it was Yunho's turn to carry her on and lay her on the bed, and then Yunho and San beside her.

"Sleep well, baby!" San said as he kissed her cheek.

"Yunho and San, Thanks for this amazing experience on this vacation," Y/N said as she smiled at them and kissed them on the lips one by one, then all of them went to sleep as they hugged Y/N's body.  After their vacation and going back to work, Yunho and Y/N always meet with San every weekend to have a date with Y/N and sometimes, the date ends up where they are both having a passionate night with Y/N either in San's place or in Yunho's place.

끝 THE END

Thank you for reading my one-shot fanfiction for Yunho and San :)

고마워요 여러분! (Thanks, Everyone!)

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[kaylinlmao]

Btw can u do part 2 of my request and it’s where the reader like for the past 5 yrs she trained to like hide anywhere without anybody knowing so she tries that and then billy catches her and then an chase scene ensues

Ask and you shall receive! Love ya! Y/F/C means your favorite color btw.

I woke up right back where I was 5 years ago. The nostalgia came rushing in waves. But what they didn't know was that I trained for this. I knew that they would find me. I knew. So I taught myself how to run faster and hide better. I was about to break the ties when the door burst open and the boys walked in.

"So, Doll. Haven't seen you in ages." Vance said. "For a good reason" I mumbled. "You look gorgeous, sweetheart." Bruce said. "Whatever." "Love what you did with the hair, angel." added Finney. "Why did you dye it Y/F/C though, pumpkin?" Griffin asked me. "Its my favorite color." "Hmm." "Sugar-" I cut Billy off. "It's Y/N thank you. We broke up. No more pet names from any of you please." "Well, hermosa. Who made the breakup official? Because none of us were aware that we were broken up, princesa." "Oh! I thought me beating your asses would have been clear enough but I guess not."

"What happened to you angel?" Finney asked. "You used to be so sweet darling." Bruce said. "You guys did this. You traumatized me. So I became a new person. I am not the same person any of you fell on love with. Just let me go. You'll find another who'll you love just as much as you did me. Maybe even more." "We'll never love anyone more than we love you, dollface." "And we're never letting you go again, love." Billy said. They all stood up and walked out of the room. Finally!

I broke through the ties and stood up. I was still a little shaky so I steadied myself. And I ran. I ran to the front door and threw it open. Only little snag was, Billy saw me. "BOYS! SHE'S RUNNING!" I heard six pairs of footsteps pounding behind me. I was out in the woods, it was the middle of the damn night, and I had six 24 year old men running after me. But I trained for this. I ran and dodged trees, stumps, and roots. Branches were hitting my face but I just ran faster.

All of a sudden, I ran into something hard and slammed behind me into another hard thing. It was a chest. The person standing in front of me was Griffin. The person behind me had my wrists held in one hand and my neck in the other. I tried to elbow him but he didn't let me. "C'mon love. This isn't what you want." I heard Billy say. I started to cry. "NO! I WANT TO GO HOME!"

"This is your home now. With us. Forever."

#bruce yamada x reader #vance hopper x reader #the black phone #finney blake #robin arellano x reader #yandere finney blake #yandere bruce yamada #yandere robin arellano #finney blake x reader #yandere vance hopper #finbin #finney x robin x reader #robin arellano #rinney #bruce x vance #vance hopper #brance #bruce yamada #yandere billy showalter #billy showalter x reader #billy showalter #griffin stagg #yandere griffin stagg #griffin stagg x reader

[veveisveryuncool]

adeleine appreciation squad!!! time for me to project artist problems all over her and headcanon the heck out of this gal :]

adeleine is the type to go through a set of 24 prismacolors in a week and constantly has to get new supplies (dw, having a king as your friend means unlimited art supplies)

is adeleine’s age ever confirmed?? idk anyways i hc her as no more than 12

after the oil pastel incident, ado only lets kirby and ribbon use her leftover supplies to keep them busy while painting

bandana dee is the exception. bandana dee is allowed free range of adeleine’s supplies. bandana dee has earned her trust.

the first time ado hit art block, she cried for hours on end because she thought she had lost her talent forever

what’s in ado’s notebook? we will never know.....(its old 2014 deviantart ocs)

she loves oversized clothing sososo much

adeleine and ribbon have a weekly friendship bracelet making ritual :]]

i forgot to add it in the doodles, but adeleine’s hands and clothing are perpetually covered in paint splatters. always. 

she’s also always got at least one bandaid somewhere plastered on, hard to avoid injuries when you’re a one-hit KO, and also when you’re the last human and nobody knows quite how to treat your wounds right

OH YEAH last human stuff here we go:

going to shiver star was lowkey traumatizing for her. ado always knew she came from shiver star, sure, and she still holds a couple of memories from there (she was 5 when she came to popstar. why? idk im still working on that). but nothing could have prepared her for the barren, abandoned, frozen wasteland that was left behind. it was as if every last shred of life was torn away, nothing but amalgamations of creatures that she had once read in storybooks floating in test tubes. it was so strange and so scary for her to realize that the beautiful, lush landscapes she held in her mind and in her paintbrush-- her home planet, were gone. 

yikes that was dark what else uhh

when she met meta knight for the first time, she couldnt stop talking about how cool he looked, how his color palette was a perfect complimentary/analogous mix, etc. meta knight took this as a very deserved ego boost

adeleine gives a lot of odd compliments about someone’s geometric symmetry or color scheme

dedede’s not sure what a triadic color scheme is but damn if he isn’t proud of it

IM GONNA STOP HERE ACK THAT WAS LONG I HAVE MANY MORE THOUGH!!!!

#adeleine is underappreciated af #cmon yall shes awesome #i love her #adeleine kirby #kirby adeleine #ado #kirby ado #kirby 64 #kirby crystal shards #kirby 64: the crystal shards #kirby #kirby series #king dedede #bandana waddle dee #bandana dee #kirby ribbon #my art woag #ITS TWO AM TAKE THE ADO POST #NO BUT LIKE?? WE ARE SLEEPING ON HER POTENTIAL #IMAGINE THE ANGST FICS #THE BURNED OUT ARTIST MEMES #BIG SISTER ADELEINE #YALL.

[misteria247]

Okay enough about my personal beef opinions on a decades old vampire romance series that was a staple of my preteens/teenage years. Instead let's get into the nitty gritty of things that a lot of y'all keep me around for. Okay then! Onwards-! And beware spoilers ahead-!!!

I'd just gotten done watching episode 24 of Urusei Yatsura: All Stars, aka the first episode of season two. And my thoughts??

Ohmigosh I'd missed this cast of chaotic idiots so much.

Seeing Ataru, Lum, Shinobu, Mendo, Ten and the rest of the cast again after a year was so nice! I'd forgotten how much I adore these characters and their shenanigans with the weird and strange and it was like being greeted by an old friend that you haven't seen in literal ages. Also the opening, holy shit.

Maisondes once again serving us all some delicious fucking food. I adored the OP, like the beat, the music, the chaos and colors, it all just screamed Urusei Yatsura insanity. Plus the little Easter eggs in the PV, just fuck yessssssss I love that shit. I eat that shit up, please don't ever stop feeding me this David Productions I'm begging you. Now enough about the OP, onwards to the episodes!!!

The chewing gum episode, surprisingly fun-! I like how David Productions didn't start with anything too big story wise for the episode. Given how it's been a year since the first season of this series, it's nice that they gave us a run down of Urusei Yatsura in its lil introduction and within its first episode of the season. The chewing gum episode was like a ride in a way, reintroducing the characters and their personalities and their connections with one another as well as with the main protagonist Ataru and his special lady Lum. I had an absolute blast seeing them all interact and seeing the shenanigans that Ataru gets in to! Seeing my pathetic little meow meow being his usual flirtatious, yet Tsundere self made me stupidly happy. He's honestly such a fun character and seeing him get into trouble is always hilarious. Especially when paired with Lum. Speaking of Lum-

My darling, my babygirl, my angel-

Jokes aside, ohmigosh I missed her so much!! Seeing her and Ataru being the hilarious, slightly unhinged duo once again made me smile so much. They're just simply great! I especially love how not only did we got to see Ataru use his brain cell and be clever, but we got to see Lum do it too! Just watching Lum and Ataru have this battle of wit and trying to outsmart one another was hysterical. And the ending with Lum being so smug while Ataru is irritated that he was foiled, was simply comedic. And now, my biggest thoughts on the second part of the episode.

The language barrier episode.

This episode, good God it feed my Atalum needs well. Just seeing Ataru feeling guilty and yet trying to brush it off in his usual Tsundere way, when in reality he wants nothing more than to fix things with Lum. Just ohmigosh, it made me so stupidly soft. Like this episode showcased what makes Atalum so special and just how complicated it really is. You see how much Lum's presence has really grown on Ataru, how much he really notices the little things. Like keeping his windows open and unlocked because Lum uses them to get inside, or how he cried when he realized that Lum still didn't understand what he was saying. And yet in reality she did understand what he was saying. As soon as Ataru's arms were around her and holding her close and she saw his expression. Lum understood exactly what he was trying to say, language barrier be damned. Ataru and Lum understand one another so well it's just so fucking sweet.

Also side note-

INUYASHA REFERENCE MY BELOVED THEY TALKED ABOUT MY GAL KAGOME AS THEY SHOULD.

Anyways that's really all I gotta say. I loved it, and I can't wait to see the rest of the season!

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[merv606]

Mercy!Terry is horny 24/7. Daniel has no idea that he’s Terry’s personal viagra: one look at him gets the old man going! Poor Danny boy, all his holes are going to get a never ending workout.

Daniel: I don’t understand…how can a man your age just keep going?!

Terry: It’s your fault for being so breedable.

Daniel:

Daniel: ???

☝🏻

Side note: the other night was I googling if it’s possible to have multiple erections while on viagra …. Maybe.

Terry has time to make up for!

😈

Daniel protesting, as Terry rolls him over, getting him on his hands and knees.

They both know the protests are weak, and a moot point anyway.

They’re done, and only then, when the older man says they are.

But god, Daniel swears the older man just pulled out, for Christ sake, his ass sore and leaking non stop it seems.

He’ll never admit that the slight pain reminds him of how much Terry wants him, of the older man’s unquenchable desire for him. Never admit that he’s never been desired like this before, felt passion like this before; experienced love like this before and that he’s come to associate the small bit of pain with his pleasure as Terry’s brand of love.

Something he finds he needs just as bad.

Both of them forever changed by each other’s hands.

But, they’ve been going at it for hours, and Terry promised him he’d take Daniel to the market, and the light of the day is slowly dying behind their window.

A hand on the back of his neck forcing him to arch his back, to alleviate the pressure, putting him on even more display for the older man.

His cheeks spread, a deep groan.

He can’t imagine how his hole looks, because he can feel how used it is, can feel the gape left behind from Terry having him so much already today.

“God you look so good like this, Danny, you have no idea ….”

“Fucked open and bred” Daniel snarks, because he can feel his hole clenching at the older man’s words, can feel the cum that tightening causes to glob out. He’s only repeating words Terry has said in the heat of the moment, usually as he’s pounding in.

For as lewd as the older man likes to get when describing the star he’s left Daniel’s body there’s an odd eloquence to it, like perverse poetry.

“No,” Terry leans down, moving some hair to the said to kiss at the soft skin, “it looks well loved.”

Daniel hates that it makes his toes curl.

A finger traces the puffy red entrance before he feels the familiar weight of Terry’s cock in his crack, rubbing against his sensitive entrance.

The slightest bit of pressure, and he’d probably be able to slide right back in. Daniel doubts there’d be much resistance.

His body knows what to do. What other choice does it have?

God, How is Terry hard again? Or is it still hard? Did he even go soft?”

“Again?” Daniel asks, incredulous, exasperated, although he’s widening his stance, bracing himself, so he can’t act like he doesn’t want it either.

He’s not getting it up again, his cock limp, but then again, he doesn’t need to be. Terry has trained him well it seems, his body craving the older man’s cock in him, milking his prostate. And god, who would have thought his introduction to his prostate would ruin him forever. These types of orgasms, he swears, Terry loves nothing better than making him come like this.

The beautiful noises and tears from Daniel when he’s fucked after coming, sensitive, begging, being made to come dry.

He was right, Terry takes himself in hand, nudging at his entrance, his body opening so easily and quick, it’s nothing short of obscene.

“You only have yourself to blame, baby, for making me so damn hard all the time.”

He can’t argue with that.

#i got an ask 🤩 #ask #daniel larusso #cobra kai #karate kid #terry silver #silverusso #silverrusso #mercy is a sharp knife