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gennyanydots · 1 year
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One Year Old Wingman
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Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd x f!reader
Part of the Spitfire Universe
Christmas was your favorite holiday. You loved finding the perfect presents for people. You loved seeing all the lights people put up. You loved all the decorations everywhere. Your whole apartment was decorated. You were so excited once everyone else started to celebrate too. (You started the day after Halloween)
You’re especially excited for the Dagger Christmas party. This was your second year coming to the Dagger Squad Christmas party with Bob. Last year even though you had known everyone for almost a year you still felt a little weird going to the Christmas party. It was a new experience so you were ever so slightly uncomfortable. Bob said it was a white elephant but so many people did them differently.
This year however you were sooooo excited. You knew what you were getting into. You understood how their white elephant exchange worked. Plus you had the best gifts.
The gift exchange rules were that everyone brings three presents. The more random the better. Then everyone picks out one gift from the pile and opens it. You can trade presents but each present can only be traded three times. Once it’s been traded three times whoever ends up with it keeps it. Then it starts again. Sometimes the presents were bought with certain people in mind and sometimes they weren’t. There was a $20 limit on the presents. It was also decided that kids were excluded so they could get all the presents imaginable from their adopted extended family. Which meant Eli was about to be in heaven. Plus you heard that Grandpa Mav got him an entire platter of chicken nuggets just for him.
Last year had been pretty funny. You’re pretty sure you remember Rooster ending up with a lacy nightie and Payback going home with a Christmas cat sweater.
When Bobby picked you up you skipped to his truck with your gifts in a bag and a tray of cookies and homemade chocolates in your hand. You made a ton of fudge, Oreo balls, and so many Buckeyes since everyone had loved them last year. Nobody had heard of them before you brought them and now they were everyone’s favorite because who wouldn’t want a sweet peanut butter ball dipped in chocolate to look like a Buckeye? They’re the best Christmas time treat and a long standing tradition in your family.
On the drive to Maverick’s hanger Bob tried to swipe something off your tray at least five times like he hadn’t had at least one of each of the things last night when you made everything. He was your official taste tester, something he took very seriously. Every time he tried though you smacked his hand and glared at him. The whole tray has to at least make it in the door.
And it did. However the second you walked in Bob took it from you and the whole dagger squad was on it in an instant. You just rolled your eyes. It wasn’t like you didn’t have whole containers at home filled with more treats. Bobby knew about the containers but he didn’t care. It was more fun this way.
The party was fun. Lots of yummy food. Lots of singing along to Christmas songs old and new.
Soon it was time for the present exchange. Jake ended up with one of your gifts, a photo frame with a bunch of scratch lottery tickets. He guarded that with his life. His wife rolled her eyes at him. Fanboy ended up with another one of your presents, a candle you found that came in a tin that says “I love you for your personality but that dick is a huge bonus.” Payback got your third gift, a Snuggie. He immediately got it out and wrapped himself up in it. Someone had put in pregnancy tests, you’re pretty sure it was Jake’s wife, and Mav ended up with them. Poor guy just looked confused. Rooster ended up with a swear word coloring book with crayons. He almost missed the third round because he was coloring. Bob got a yodeling pickle. You ended up with a ugly Christmas sweater skirt. All in all it was a really fun time.
You all watched as Jake and his wife helped little Eli open his presents. He was so excited to get so many new toys. You and Bob got him a piano floor mat which you have a sneaking suspicion that Rooster is going to steal it from Eli one day and see if he can play ‘Great Balls of Fire’ on it. You saw him eyeing it when Eli opened it. Coyote got Eli a pair of aviator sunglasses. Eli hadn’t taken them off yet, clearly wanting to be cool like his dada.
After all the presents were opened everyone was just hanging around and spending time together before everyone parted ways for leave to visit family and friends. You were chatting with Jake’s wife and Phoenix. Eli came toddling over to the three of you. All three of you started to coo over him telling him how cute he is. It didn’t occur to you that he had changed onesies until Jake’s wife picked him up and turned to you.
“I think Eli has a question for you, babe,” She says and hands Eli to you.
You look at her confused and take Eli.
“Read his shirt,” She says winking at you.
You hold Eli out a little bit in front of you to get a better view of it, “‘Will you marry my Uncle Bobby?’ Huh?”
Jake’s wife smirks at you and takes Eli from your hands while Phoenix turns you around to see Bobby down on one knee holding out a velvet box. Both of your hands immediately cover your mouth as you stare at Bob.
“Eli is cuter than I am. He makes a good wingman,” Bob says with a chuckle. “So baby, will you? Please?”
You start nodding your head afraid to say anything because you’re pretty sure you’ll start sobbing.
Everyone cheers as Bob stands up. You practically throw yourself into Bob’s arms who catches you easily.
You kiss all over his face repeating “yes” over and over again while a few tears leak from your eyes.
Bob grins and holds you close before pulling away to grab your left hand to put the ring on your finger.
You knew Christmas was your favorite holiday for a reason.
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linaselandbasil · 1 year
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You Too, Ezarel?
Ezarel/Lance, oral sex, kinda deranged, okay very deranged, hey look nobody's drunk this time!, it's roughly 2000 words, not that long by my standards but I'll make a part 2
Tw: daddy issues, light physical harm (with consent of course)
The fic is below the cut, but here's the link to it on ao3 anyway.
Have fun, everyone!
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The key turned in the lock.
His back hit the wall, the fright of being shoved so suddenly caused a weird aching feeling in his limbs. He had no reason to be afraid, Lance wouldn't hurt him. Even if the man acted like he didn't care for others, he's still the same as he used to be.
"Take it off." The elf said, referring to the mask. He really doesn't like the dynamic of being seen by him whilst not being able to see him.
"Hmm." He took the mask off and put it on the shelf next to him. "Nice office you have. It's almost as messy as your room." He hovered over the other man, trapping him against the wall.
Ezarel unbuttoned his shirt as he spoke. "As if your job was any more prim." He reached up to hug Lance's neck, which he took as permission- nay, an invitation to touch the elf. He pulled the hem of his shirt out of his pants and reached up his birthmark filled back. "Careful, I have a bugbite." Lance was barely listening, he was busy pulling the fabric off his shoulder with his teeth. Not in a sexy way, more like he was a feral animal pulling on your pantleg.
"I don't need to know about that." He said, hugging Ezarels thin waist and taking his gloves off behind his back. "So, what were do you wanna do tonight?"
"Bend me over my desk... And how about a blowjob?"
"At the same time??"
"No." He was visibly so done with Lance and his bullshit, but the dick is good so he keeps quiet... and if he complains too much Lance might just beat the shit out of him. "What do you want to do?"
"I donno, I'm too mentally unwell to even know what deranged acts would please me." He cupped Ezarels face in his hands and kissed his soft lips. Let me tell you, the guy has his skincare routine on point. Every inch of his body is silky smooth and well moisturized... on the other hand, Lance hasn't bathed in 28 hours and 43 minutes. "One thing is for sure, I want you to remember tonight." He kissed below his ear." Every time you try to sit down." Ezarel gasped, sarcastically of course.
"Oh how scared I am! Have mercy!" He said as the shirt fell off his shoulders. It's cold, his pale hairs stood straight up.
"You say that like it's not true. Your voice is weak, your palms all sweaty. You think I don't notice?" There's vomit on the sweater already, moms spaghetti.
He looked away. "How do you know my palms are sweaty? You can't possibly feel them through the armor!"
"No, but I can see the frikin paw prints you left on my chest! You nasty little bitch, I literally cleaned it yesterday!" He chuckled and slapped the elf on his rather underwhelming stickbug ass.
"Whatever."
"Whatever?" Lance got closer, roughly shoving him into the wall and kissed him. "You're an ass." Ezarel laughed.
"You're calling me an ass? You? After what you've done- what you're doing to your brother, you call me an ass??" Lance looked at him for a few minutes, seething. With each second that passed, Ezarel trembled more and more in anticipation. This happened every time. He can't ignore his hatred towards Lance, even if he adores the man at the same time. They keep bickering, poking at each other like they used to, but with the elephant in the room it always comes to this. "You've got nothing to say, Lance?" The man took a step back from him.
He teared up from the hard slap that landed across his face. The force of it made him fall over, bumping into the shelf. Lance went closer and pulled his hair to make him look up at him before his anger melted away. "I'm sorry."
"No, I'm sorry... Can you do it again please?" Ezarel pleaded with polite words. He was breathing fast, he had a big red mark on his left cheek. This happened every time, he played with fire until he got burned. He was on his knees, cowering under the monster he loved to bring out from his dear Lance.
"If you miss your father so much you could just visit him." He yanked him up by his hair and, pulled him close.
"He stopped beating me when I got taller than him." He said, pushing their foreheads together. "That's why I need you." Lance caressed his sore cheek, making him wince. He almost felt guilty that he enjoyed the fear he saw in his emerald eyes. When the elf got a little more comfortable, he shoved him away and slapped him on the other side to match. Ezarel sure loves symmetry. Lance wrapped him in his arms and rocked him back and forth until he once again felt safe. He then pushed him a little further away from the door, towards another blank wall.
Ezarel didn't dare look at him, but if he did, he'd see a satisfied smirk. "On your knees." His legs were already weak, as he lowered himself he nearly collapsed. Lance slowly walked closer. "Look at me." He made sure to step on the bony fingers of the elf. He didn't put his whole weight on it, but the disrespect is still apparent.
"Lance?"
"Hmm?"
"More?" He rolled his eyes.
"What, you think you deserve it? You're having too much fun."
"Don't make me beg." He pulled his hand out from under the shoe and stood up.
"On. Your. Knees." The way Lance was hovering over him was scaring him. In a good way of course, he's been hard since the first slap.
"M-make me." He backed away as he said it, hitting the wall almost immediately. Lance scoffed and grabbed one of his ears to pull him down with. "Nononono wait, please! Ah!"
"Oops, sorry. I made you beg." He smirked when he had the elf back on the ground. "You wanted a blowjob? Go ahead, but keep your hands on the ground." He unbuttoned his pants and whipped it out. Ballsy move, literally.
"Not exactly what I meant..." Eza drew in a deep breath and took the tip in his mouth. Lance pulled him back by his ears, grabbing them at the base. He hissed, but did nothing.
"No, that's rude. Give him a kiss first." Ezarel was sort of pissed for being micro managed like this, but this is exactly what he needed. He wanted a man to replace his father. (Weird, I know. Shut up.) He gave it a kiss right on the tip and opened his mouth to take it back in. He heard the almost inaudible grunt from Lance. It made him feel so accomplished. He went up and down, trying to relax his throat. "Good job." He pulled the elf away. "Undress."
He complied, working his trembling hands as fast as he could. The shirt dropped to the floor without any effort, the pants he had to fiddle with until he managed to unbutton them. He kicked his lab shoes off and he was finally able to rid himself of his pants. The snake yearns for freedom.
"You look like a fork."
"Excuse me?"
"You." He pointed at Ezarel. "Look like a fork."
"I understood what you said!"
"I know, I just wanted you to hear it again."
Ezarel sighed. "Asshole."
"Watch your mouth, chopstick man." Lance grabbed his shoulder and pushed him down, the cold floor doesn't exactly feel great on his bony knees as he sits on them. "Open up."
He obeys, although he'd like another slap. Too bad he can't aggravate the man with his mouth full. His lips touch the *coughs* staff, he relaxes himself as Lance pushes deeper and deeper without mercy. He feels the strong hands caress his head, strangely caring. Chills went down his spine when Lance lightly scratched his scalp. He enjoyed it until he realized that he's being scratched like a dog. "Hmm!"
"Don't like it?" Lance's rough voice had a barely noticeable tremble in it. The elf is happy to know that he's enjoying himself. He tried to free his mouth to answer, but his partner was not having that. He trapped Ezarel between himself and the wall. He can hardly breathe, and Lance knows that for sure. The hand came to rest on top of his head. No more head scratches sadly.
He tried to shake his head to answer. It's pretty hard with his predicament.... Amongst other things that are pretty hard right now. 💀
"No teeth." He pat his blue head a bit harder than necessary. Ezarel groaned and intentionally nipped the skin. Lance was not hesitant to pull him away and slap the shit out of him, the spit that slid down his chin made it sound somewhat different than before. "Behave." Ezarel grinned like the bastard he is. Even with the state that he's in, he still manages to exert just enough control to be an assertive, annoying, way too confident asshole.
His pale face was a little red from slaps and from how intense his previous activities were, his lips had reddened significantly, he has tears In his eyes. He looks beautiful. Lance lovingly tucked his spit soaked hair out of his face and scratches his scalp again. "You don't hit me as hard anymore."
"And you complain about that? Dumbass."
"That first one was good, the rest were weak. Do better." Lance scoffed, grinning down at this idiot.
"You freak. Get back to work." Ezarel looked up at him, seriously contemplating biting him.
"Make me." Lance didn't look at all amused, but believe me he was.
"Bitch." He grabbed the other man's pristine elven likeness and shoved his dick down his throat. Ezarel was used to it but he still choked from the roughness. He held onto Lance's thighs, he needed something to ground himself. "Didn't I tell you? Hands on the floor." When he was done gagging and let go of his thighs, Lance began thrusting into him. He was surprisingly not wrecking the elf. He moaned, which made Ezarel really happy.
He needs male validation, courtesy of his emotionally unavailable father.
"You doing okay?" He stopped for a second, breathing heavy.
"M-hum!" Ezarel answered, looking up at him through tear soaked lashes.
"Good, I'm impressed, you learned this so quickly." Oh boy, Lance KNOWS exactly what he needs! "You still wanna get bent over?" He pushed Ezarel down on his cock until he couldn't breathe. He nodded, fighting his gag reflex. "Well, whatever. I'm nutting now." What a gentleman.
Ezarel hummed, accepting his grim fate. Lance gathered all of his hair in his hand and held his pretty swan neck in the other, he widened his stance like the true warrior he was and began ramming into the poor elf like he was trying to poke a hole into his skull. It was quite enjoyable for Ezarel, he likes the humiliation. Lance moaned as he pressed against his shaft with his tounge, he was seconds away from the finish line.
The elf was trying desperately to not touch Lance, he wanted to so badly. The man slowed down significantly, he could feel the salty mess on his tounge already. Lance pushed at his chin with his thumb to open his mouth, pulled out and jerked. Ezarel stuck his tongue out to welcome the cum. "Hands." He held his palm out. Ezarel reached up and his bony fingers were guided around the shaft. He milked as much out as he could, mouth still agape. Lance's blue eyes were fixed on him, admiring him. "Good boy." He praised.
"Thank you." He said, sounding strange since he hadn't swallowed. After the way he got chewed out last time he swallowed without permission, he didn't dare to do it again.
"Nah, you did great. Don't thank me for what you deserve." He still firmly held his hair. "Swallow." His throat tightened but he forced it down. He wiped his lips with the back of his hand and let out a sigh of relief when Lance sat down besides him. It was fun, but it was intense.
"Lance."
"Hm?" Lance leaned into the wall, resting.
"What about me?"
"Eh, in part 2."
Ezarel sighed. "Okay, fair enough."
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I'd like to SUMMON THE COUNCIL!!!!
@aide-falls @losyashkakus @lumen-anima
And since this is a Lance fic, I would like to invite an honorary guest: @slowiedrakie
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cyclops-was-left · 2 years
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Trans Dick Grayson Week Day 1: Friends
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sugar-petals · 3 years
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Group Sex With SuperM
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SUMMARY: creating a group chat is all it takes.
��� A/N. yep, we’re going there. 
words. 14k
WARNINGS ⚠️ friends to lovers hc, porn with plot, idol au, sex w/ all members individually and together, dom/sub dynamics, corruption kink, sexting, blowjobs & cunnilingus, gaping, graphic, pegging, bondage, light foot fetish, sex toys, spitroasting (m receiving), brat taming, dick riding, protected sex, doggystyle, cuddling aftercare
curious about an eightsome are we
understood
how’s the state of things then?
last september you decided to open an entire group chat just for planning your juicy sexual activities together
and oh lord is it active
and full of ideas
and explicit videos
and emojis
and excitement
yesterday taemin sent a clip of lusciously covering himself in champagne foam for you
wearing close to nothing
in fact just a piece of gauze, a snake-shaped necklace, and probably a bit of perfume
oh boy
watching that was an out-of-body experience for sure
the entire chat basically imploded with reactions
but hey hey
not so fast
we need to go through everything from the start
to see how all these utterly historic events happened to unfold
so where did all that come from?
first off 
befriending super m outside work (eating together, fooling around, bingwatching stuff, you know)
...means there’s no point nor chance in having a permanent favorite with a group like this
every member truly is the creme de la creme
super m is the package of the entire packages
they are so legendary you can bias each member for one day of the week 
and never run out of that pure bliss
in fact 
you all agreed to do exactly that on a regular basis to get to know each other casually
it just naturally happened
seven days seven members that’s just logical
you can’t always hang out together in full attendance so you split up your times and set specific days
you change that routine very often depending on your individual moods
but it usually goes like this because you want to develop closer bonds with them one-on-one
so this is how it ends up
mondays you work out with xuxi. oh, that sexy smiley man. his body is the ultimate bomb. is there something better than doing sit-ups next to him? anybody’s sports motivation would go through the roof. and if there’s someone you call to share a pile of food with? it’s just gotta be him. being with yukhei is self-care.
tuesdays, you visit ten to check out his latest dance moves. and: to have a huge cuddle session with the cats. sometimes, you watch whatever series you’re in the mood for. it’s always a time to slow down and mend your sore muscles from monday anyway. you think ten is so interesting and talented, and super pretty, truly one of a kind.
on wednesdays jongin and you often end up on long midnight walks with the dogs or you both look after his cute nieces. meeting up at the river han is a staple, you get ice cream and snacks. you adore kai because he’s a sweetheart and steadfast person, and admittedly... so damn hot, holy hell. being with him makes you feel great.
thursday is baekhyun day and full of cheeriness as you’d expect. long hours of gaming, cheeky skinship, banter, and pizza eating await you at his apartment. you adore this mochi for his everything, he makes you laugh uncontrollably so much. sometimes, you also comfort him when he doesn’t feel good about himself or exhausted from practice. he will sing anything you want, baekhyun is like your personal 24/7 radio station.
fridays it’s time for the studio. mark is crafting his most fire bars and loves to have you around there. you inspire him a lot. he’s just completely astounding and the sweetest to you. friday most people would go clubbing, but super m just has to meet up in the studio. no paparazzi, and the music is obviously danceable. i’m telling you: this mob can jop, duh.
saturday is for handsome taeyong who loves coming to your home. cooking, organizing, doing the laundry, and browsing youtube together is the best thing. taeyong is the shyest goodest boy and a great listener. he gives great advice and is the epitome of respectful. you just vibe very well together.
sunday you dedicate to taemin. you watch artsy films, experiment with outfits, and he plays the piano for you so expertly. man, you are lucky. he’s like a fairy to you, and a connoisseur, a mythical figure almost. since he’s a newly-found cat dad, you easily fill your day playing with the most interesting kitten that is lee kkoong. sometimes, you even meet shinee members dropping by.
so yes this is what paradise looks like
and they all love to engage with you in their own way and you develop favorite ways to spend time, they put so much effort into this
it goes without saying that you all realize how hard you’re crushing as the weeks pass
like can you imagine
all the hormones i swear
you’ve already been joking to them that you have seven boyfriends some months ago
well the prophecy is fulfilled faster than you can blink
when you meet up as eight for a movie night at baekhyun’s, the atmosphere feels pretty frisky
because lucas is sending you ten thousand glances and certainly nobody misses that
if this guy is laughing at your every word i mean
meanwhile taeyong is having a nervous meltdown at your every comment about the movie, it’s ridiculous, he’s smitten as fuck, he looks at you like you’re an actual goddess
mark keeps on making glimmering eyes at you as well, and he asks you if you want popcorn every two minutes
baekhyun is all curled up close to your lap and not even watching the movie because his face is almost nuzzled into your sweater for fuck’s sake
taemin has spent the entire preperation in complete frenzy making sure there are scented candles everywhere and the snacks are exquisite and costly. mother taemresa? at full throttle. he even used his own damn credit card.
meanwhile kai suffers from his fidgety legs, constant hair fixing and even more inability to concentrate on the movie 
because damn, he knows he wants your attention. he literally came around with the tightest shirt he owns so there’s that. you can see every little muscle doing its thing when he does as much as breathe. kai is now well aware he came to impress. it won’t take him a lot to realize he wants to be even closer to you than doing midnight walks.
ten is so firmly snuggled up next to you, he might as well be your cat himself. if ten starts acting like a clingy feline instead of being in roast mode, you know he’s lovestruck i’m telling ya
needless to say
the mood in the room is hard to ignore
hell there are romance candles everywhere all those hecking rose fumes are to blame
surprise surprise all the members try to sit as close as possibly to you the more the movie progresses
even abandoning the couch and seats to sit on the ground in front of you instead
“you want popcorn?”
“like some more popcorn?”
“here, have my popcorn!“
“more popcorn?”
“hey do you want popcorn?”
from all sides, constantly
the m in super m stands for making sure you have popcorn
you never run out
like when the leading lady is pulling out a cigarette in those old hollywood flicks and at least twenty guys are scurrying to offer a lighter
i’m exaggerating but
nobody even knows what kind of movie they’re watching tonight though
the elephant in the room is trumpeting too loud to understand the dialogue
you’re surrounded by seven big ole hotties who have fallen for you
it was inevitable
it’s more than clear to everyone that they all like you and you couldn’t be any more fluttered yourself
let the hunger games begin
i’m jopping i mean i’m joking
this is not the wwe
it’s pretty clear to the boys that if they fight you’re gonna be so unhappy and your quality time together is ruined
you adore them all, and they’d be regretful about hurting their own bonds 
and anyway
if it came down to it and the bad blood was really escalating um...
...ten would destroy all of the competition
there’s no denying
by the simple virtue of his badassery and winning disease
quickly reducing all his opponents to a pile of dust so fine-grained, the great freddie mercury himself would resurrect to sing the soundtrack in the background and pump his fist
imagine that. superm actually being gladiators i mean wasn’t that the entire jopping mv
baekhyun would try to pull the leader authority card and use his hapkido martial arts skill but ten would obliterate him anyway so
even if taemin put on a dark robe and drew a salt circle to summon a million snakes from hell, ten would win the fight to a fault
but that’s too apocalyptic and outside of that thought experiment the boys are actually kinda shy so... let’s scratch that
there are seven days of the week with good reason 
you ease the uncertainty and tension by saying you’d truly fail as a tv bachelorette
everyone understands that deciding would be impossible and cheating is shit
why give someone a rose and break 6 hearts when you can hand out a whole damn bouquet
it’s more stylish my friend
and for what reason would ten want to face off against taemin and his army of snakes in the first place. they’re ten’s greatest inspiration
nor does kai have any tighter shirts 
he already ran out, he brought his A game from the get-go
on top of that the popcorn is empty there’s no more to offer
so you remain with the idea to just keep your daily routine
xuxi monday, ten tuesday and so on
keeps everything in order
it’s fair
plus it doesn’t mess with their schedules
usually unless a big award show is coming up but that can be re-planned in advance as well
you know... things can develop in their own timing with each member
it’d be awkward to expect everyone to be on the same stage at once
baekhyun is comfortable with all kinds of back hugs while taeyong and taemin are still completely flustered and turn all wobbly at just a greeting wave
you know what i mean
it’s already clear everyone loves you very differently 
some members are more straightforward, others take it slow, it’s just a normal thing
that’s when the group chat is born
it’s still very sfw 
compared to how explicit it’ll be in the future ahem
and everyone is overcautious with writing something except baekhyun, the eternal extrovert
for now you keep each other updated on how it’s all going with trivial details
earlier you just had individual chats and baekhyun arranged the group meetings since he knows the schedule best
now it’s all in one spot so that works
everyone’s curiosity is quenched at least a little bit
and they see each other anyway and put their heads together
baekhyun will be the most open about how far your skinship slowly develops followed by lucas and kai who oggle each other in their usual tom and jerry manner
which you have an eye on
you tell the members something very important for when they’re envious
or feel the need to one-up or catch up
it’s the sign to get closer to you and that they’re ready for taking another step. that’s literally what jealousy is all about
that advice helps them out a lot actually
kai takes that to heart in particular because he knows he’s prone and feels bad about it
and they also learn from ten who carries a quiet happiness with confidence that doesn’t need comparison, but he can also talk very honestly about how he’s standing with you to the point
ten knows how it’s done
as expected of such a competent man
like he’s kissed your hands very lightly but he doesn’t feel the need to show it off all day
and he also leads by example together with taemin and taeyong how one can give compliments even when not being involved in something 
“you’re looking adorable together“ as taemin would often say about you hanging out with kai or baekhyun
a lot of praise culture is developing in the group chat
you like to see it 
and now for the other elephant in the room
as for who will ask you to sleep with him first
(and mind you at this point they’re all walking around with condoms in their backpacks and jackets)
believe it or not
after the finishing touches on his latest mixtape (oh yes), and those tracks have you feeling some kind of way oh shit, mark gathers all his courage
yes it’s mark lee 
literally he steps into the blaze of bravery of jongin when he first put on a crop top
and gets out a little “can we... some time... you know...” after you’re having some pretzel sticks together and awkwardly sitting around
oh what's gonna happen next huh?
you say you’ve been thinking about it a lot
that he has a great body doesn’t go unseen
and tell him how you imagine it with him
long story short you’ll have your first quickie in the sound booth that night
cutting straight to the chase
him steadily penetrating you from behind, you leaning closely with your back to his chest
just standing and enjoying the rhythm
that dick. is amazing.
oh god, mark lee
long, curved, smooth, a classic
meanwhile your fave rapper is definitely going through it
his arms tell you everything
that’s an embrace for the books
he’s hugging you like his life depends on it
you can just take in how he’s been showering twice today this guy is clean as fuck he smells so good
getting off from shampoo and fabric softener is not what you expected but it definitely makes you clench
you both know he’s not gonna last for more than six minutes and that’s ok
that’s a lot of long-held frustration released into that condom
and a lot of passion put into how he puts his guitar fingers to work on your clit afterwards
jimi ‘lee’ hendrix has arrived
oh yeah mark, you fucking treat, fuck it up
that way you won’t last long either since you guide his finger tips to your favorite spot and the motherfucker completely goes for it
“like this, like, um?”
and he goes off with the wrist
oh shit
it’s all kept so short and simple and you’re on the oldest mustard-colored studio couch that ever existed but mark lee is mark fucking lee nothing can obstruct his quality
like this guy has some serious skills with the angles
that orgasm is gonna get some moans you didn’t know you were capable of out of you
never wasting time, that guy is he
mark definitely fucks like he raps. fast and good
you cool down together looking each other in the eyes, forehead to forehead, for like fifteen minutes, and you give each other little chaste kisses all over your faces and he melts every time
your little rendezvous was definitely so needed 
you ask if you can bring some vibes to play around with and a watermelon next time
you don’t have to ask twice
mark is so damn happy
and the timing was right
straightforward and spontaneous. that definitely works well with mark
no complaints, you go home feeling comfortably refreshed. you’ve told him he could tell the others or wait to do it, this is up to his comfort because he is shy
neither happens
after just one glance at him the next day while the group is doing a photoshoot
baekhyun already knows mark slept with you 
he just knows
and makes a loud “ohh wow, you did it” noise
ten takes two only glances to understand what’s going on too
mark nods and the whole group is highstrung for the entire day
like a hive of bees oh yes
kai is massively proud of raising mark so well but also really surprised
unlike taemin who calmly advised mark on many things in advance
guess where mark’s fingering skills originate from
he took some secret pointers from the king 
taeyong is shook at his rap buddy’s singleminded grit to just spontaneously ask you
while baekhyun...
is keeping it together repeating the anti-jealousy mantra you gave him in his mind
“jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer jealousy means to get closer....“
it makes him realize oh god he really wants to be inside of you badly as well
you ain’t dumb, you see his change of tone from cute to sexy in the group chat even if he might not notice
baekhyun is trying extra hard to make you react to him
he posts so many cute selfies with kissy faces
needless to say taeyong’s time slot gets postponed to next thursday while you visit baekhyun this evening
it works for taeyong because he still needs to think some things through
the news overwhelmed him a little and he is shy about meeting up but that’s not a problem for you
and it’s better to get together with your mochi sooner because you both know there’s a lot of banging to do
like seriously
your mood tells you that candy’s on the menu today
oh yeah. it’s time to be all over your clingy lil’ honey bunny 
there’s not much endless wooing involved it goes to the point very fast after you arrive at his home
you just wanna stop pretending and fuck like animals and see his brain melt from it
remember how baekhyun once said he doesn’t fancy nice girls
that’s what he meant by that
mattress earthquake
he wants you fully riled up with arousal and addicted to touching and grabbing him
yeah baekhyun gets off on your desire
that’s not hard to accomplish when he makes big puppy eyes and puts his tongue on your neck
with that gomez addams shit... kissing up your arm and then popping off as soon as he gets there
congrats morticia
here is a man who can handle ya
he’s being so slobbery and moany about it that it knocks the breath out of you 
that shit is so good
baekhyun is not just a pro at giving head my friend it’s also giving neck
and unlike mark, may god have mercy on you, baekhyun keeps on going and going and kissing and kissing and he wants to lick up all of you so bad 
we know how needy and stamina-heavy this fella is
baekhyun is super m’s most insatiable member by fucking far
he’s like just give it to me and you’re like ok here we go
this guy is burning up oh god
that’s an evening of ten thousand positions, fearless cumplay, and a lot of face-sitting
super m’s most unleashed tongue right here
thank god you worked on your fitness with xuxi otherwise you couldn’t do this
he’s moaning in some harmonic scales or something it’s a whole concert
baekhyun is fully at it with you in every room of his flat with his whole neck and underarms looking mighty veiny
yeah he even carries you around to make it short and simple he’s one impatient bun
he can lift up sehun bridal style so no worries
mochi is smol and thin but he won’t drop you i promise
he’s fueled by horny boyfriend hormones and wants to give you the greatest night of all nights
and hit all the amazing spots
baekhyun aims to make your pussy lips throb and fall completely in love with him
and the bridge of his nose if you get what i’m saying
he’s also versatile in his clothing choices
if you say keep your nerdy glasses on, oh yeah they stay on
just a little challenge to see if you can ride him hard enough to see them fall off
and that dick is not some extra long lasso mark lee calibre
so he can really bend it more and thrust with ease at many angles
talking about mark
he regrets not asking you earlier but you tell baekhyun that this way was much better because you unceremoniously skipped to the fucking instead of messing around
if it wasn’t for mark’s courage to break the ice even with a choppy sentence 
you’d still be awkwardly looking each other in the eyes while munching pizza
all hail mark lee nervous legend
this way, baekhyun goes all out with fewer restraint and the burden of being first with making the impression that comes with it
we all know he’s too self-conscious for his own mochi good so that’s a better way to start out
this way baekhyun will have sex with you until he’s passed out on his bed
knocking him out like that might as well become your favorite hobby
even minutes after your tongue still feels like it’s knotted together with his honestly, the muscle memory is kicking in
and this must be the most dick thrusts you’ve ever gotten in one night
baekhyun really wants to be all inside you, make you feel him
if the condom broke at least his baby will be easy to identify from day one
it’ll come out and belt a perfect G#5
he gave it all my god you stopped counting the times you came your pussy is just dripping wet it feels crazy
and his voice has become all raspy i—
that was baekhyun’s hardest vocal run yet i swear
the contraception shelf in the convenience store next to his house is close to empty
but there’s no need to buy more
what you two perverts have been up to is enough for comfortably going through 10 years of celibacy
baekhyun is content and sleeps like a baby
you hold your bun for like two hours afterwards and never want to let him go
you are as wobbly as taeyong after getting a head pat from you
and the most well-kissed girl in this city tonight
both sets of lips
what a smoochy boyfriend
you even get the chance to jerk baekhyun off in his half-sleep after he wakes up and asks you to put your hand in his pants
guess who opens his mouth very wide to lick his own semen off your fingers with some really obscene noises
it’s his royal nastiness byun baekhyun 
who sucks your tiddies to drift back into sleep again
with his hands in your pants
god bless this man
the group chat is sending 👀 emojis all the way throughout the night
your boys know love is in the air
they’re loosening up the timing is right again
you send cute smiling emojis 
a bunch of “ahs” and “ohs” come through via voicemail
and lucas even writes: “so who’s next? 😳”
damn
you reply boldly: “the one asking that”
the group chat becomes a buzzing beehive again
from which you extract that kai is also very interested while ten, taeyong and taemin prefer waiting a little more
but this time you don’t switch time slots since you’ll meet xuxi on monday already 
kai wants to set up something nice and prepare the catering and whatnot (alright you rich man)
so it’s gonna be wednesday as usual with him
so far so good that’s the plan
sunday being taemin day, you get together to read and paint and listen to music
you feel like just doing some sensual kissing with him and taemin is very down
yeah baby he is the kissing king, taemin is hot stuff, he knows exactly what he’s doing, those lips are the pillows at the gates of heaven
losing your mind is a staple when you do that with him
just making out on the couch surrounded by the nicest arrangement of pot plants you’ve ever seen while it rains completely relaxes you and the serotonin is off the charts
he holds you so gently and tastes so good
what is it, rose water or something like that
he even put on his coziest sweater so you’ll love leaning against him
TL;DR taemin is the biggest fucking romantic in the history of SM
that was so seductive you’ll be dreaming about it
applause for lee taemin please
perfect contrasting programme: just hours later
yeah here it goes now
monday starts with xuxi stripping more than he usually does 
at the makeshift gym in his room while he’s on the treadmill
with his hair freshly dyed the most himbo shade of blonde ever
and yeah that’s blonde with an e because yukhei is too sexy to be called a blond. what an ugly word to look at
he’s a blondé
so that’s nice
he’s so dtf you just skip the workout 
time for lubed condoms.
i don’t have to tell you that you literally jump on him 
or that you’ll be dealing with super m’s singlemost biggest equipment
he doesn’t even have to drive it home an inch by himself you’re already riding him
he can’t handle all that gear in the first place
because how do you even develop a technique with such an unrealistic dick
hell how do you even exist like that
so it’s clear who’s taking the lead
all he has to do is work that body but it sort of happens on its own
himbo autopilot
you are going hard and chaotic on this man
xuxi doesn’t even know what hit him
he’s so vocal and excited 
you fuck him while he holds you up, get down on several gym benches, have him bend you forward at the bathroom sink... 
...and you attend business in ten’s room on a desk and window sill
because it’s the most silent there and doesn’t disturb xiaojun’s beauty sleep
ten has discreetly ushered you there and preoccupies himself in the kitchen with the cats
he knows how the game is played
either floor ‘em all or always watch out for others
MVP
but you are secretly wondering what ten is plotting because he has some serious self-control and observation skills
given how tidy his room is... whatever his plans are you can look forward to it
xuxi is definitely suffering from your heavy duty cock destruction in the meantime while being in heaven at the same time
that dick is worn out and dripping 
so much bouncing is even gonna make the biggest boy lose it
milking that orgasm out of him is gonna be so gratifying yum
the deep and defeated moans, my god he really surrenders to the pleasure
wow that was almost as to-the-point as studio sex with mark
no idle talk in nct huh
you clean each other all exhausted and then gobble up three bowls of noodles each
then sleep for two hours in each other’s arms
then do a second round because this guy is really getting you going and yukhei wants to live this monday to the fullest
like this man gives you previously unknown levels of energy
must be the blonde hair. it does sexy things when yukhei is twitching
this time it’s a dick blowing festival
oh yeah
the type where you’re so sloppy with your head bops, he doesn’t even know where to put his hands and needs to think emergency thoughts
oh yeah big dicks make for some nice slurpy noises that sound really plump you know what i mean
he’s gonna realize very soon you do this shit for your own entertainment
and get all kinds of squeaks and faces out of him
only little pauses help him keep up the stamina so he asks you to pull off for a bit every two minutes or so
he has to look elsewhere and distract his mind with thinking about washing the dishes
girl... your tongue has this man sweating major bullets
you’re big on the corruption kink are you
once again 
xuxi is gonna be so shaken and pass the fuck out from cumming
and he thought he was a horny guy
his soul must have left his body and that scalp is probably dead
but bleaching was worth it (he looks like a sleeping angel now)
not to mention banging all over the wayv dorm
ten got a preview of what’s expecting him
not that he doesn’t know he reads you well
lucas promises to return the oral favor next monday and finally collapses entirely in the living room wearing only boxers
nothing new for wayv, great sight for you
not a single workout routine has exhausted xuxi this much
he needs 10 hours of sleep to reboot
“she’s so wild 😲😂😍” is gonna be what he’ll summarize it as in the group chat later
first big boy taken down
the second one follows
wednesday is right around the corner 
oh yes
kai definitely goes off with the preparation you are not ready for this spectacle
he redecorated his entire kitchen and bathroom to perfection with flowers, lanterns, dim light, petals, expensive fabrics draped from the ceiling, and there’s a great view on night time seoul
you can tell he’s best friends with taemin
i mean they’re the greatest entertainers of their time of course their taste is great
always going the extra mile
the black, sheer shirt with a deep cleavage that kai put on is nothing short of a treat
is that a lace choker he’s wearing
and his hair is pushed back lord have mercy
you get pretty weak in the knees at that
the catering leaves nothing to be desired either. a full 3-course sicily-style italian meal with 100% organic ingredients and beautiful basil and thyme garnishings
to set the mood afterwards jongin does what he does best
don’t tell me you didn’t see this one coming
just a chair for you, some music, and him
is this like a whole damn private concert?
he has prepared an entire setlist to thrill you with selected styles of dance
even a rendition of salsa, swing, and tango argentino
i’m telling you...
if kim jongin moves his body for you like that you’ll be fucking hooked and honored and not believe your eyes
what a feast
prepare for a serious case of dropped jaw
and jongin being an absolute daredevil dancing incrementally close to your chair
he incorporates all these little moments of skinship
where he strokes your hair, your jaw, or takes your hands
while at the same time he’s completely destroying it on the dancefloor
with those scorching hips and how he works it on the carpet right in front of you
you’re about to fucking melt
what a time to be alive
the sheer shirt’s buttons are holding onto dear life as do his pants
kai’s movements are becoming extremely ecstatic
what a fucking lapdance 2.0
men have clearly evolved otherwise this wouldn’t be happening
kai dances like a king on a stage but jongin? is god-like when he dances with just one person as the audience
shiit
and because he’s very nervous
he work particularly hard to ace it
in his mind he’s already underneath you judging by how he’s moving
...you can definitely fancy a luscious private concert each wednesday
and for designated activities in the bathroom
he even made a whole 5-hour playlist of the finest songs
so he can make you grind on top of him
don’t tell me kai isn’t the master of courting
king of effort
i don’t have to tell you that this is gonna be the most sensual night you’ve ever had
kai will get to know your body very, very well
those hips never stop do they
the fact that thursday is baekhyun day right after this?
wow aren’t you exhausted
the orgasms just seamlessly continue huh
everything goes on like that 
friday you have a toy-filled, passionate evening at the studio with mark who’s doing the most 
let’s say mark just has good ‘vibes’ indeed
this almost gets as messy as your first time with lucas
have fun cleaning up that couch, canada
what a sex marathon
if you don’t have your period
there’s always a lot of action going on 
or actually. you do catch a break for the weekend
saturday you bake delicious, pistacio and pecan-crusted sticky buns with taeyong 
who also shows you the new fledgelings that have hatched in his apartment
so adorable
sunday you endlessly make out with taemin in the sheets who has of course heard of jongin putting on a show
so he dances for you as well and even does the hands-tied criminal choreo in an especially luscious rendition (aka extra heavy breathing and grinding on the floor, and doing splits that almost rip his pants)
oh yes my love
nothing really happens afterwards you just have dinner completely flustered
if lee taemin dances, sex becomes redundant and doesn’t compare anymore
but really now
the slow burn is unbearable with him for fuck’s sake
taemin knows how to work up the seduction bit by bit
you basically masturbate all evening after returning to your house
god. what to do with this guy
on monday you ravage yukhei’s dick and get all that head 
xuxi is a chaotic fella but he keeps his promises
plus you get the best full-body massage of your life
and for the first time pull out your phone to basically livestream yourself riding him
so the whole chat can watch for five minutes
yep. you learned that courage thing from mark lee
the camera work is obviously subpar but the video definitely has maximum effect
kai and baekhyun stream their reaction right alongside your broadcast
“woah woah oh my god oh my god!!”
everyone’s freaking out, everyone stops whatever they’re doing, everyone is glued to their screens, they love your body moving
you’re having a blast 
especially when you stream another round an hour later and lucas holds the camera now
his arm is perfect for that by the way
strong and stable and high up in the air
so you can do your thing on that fat dick with a bonus of the sexiest xuxi moans ever
that deep but soft tone... yukhei really got a perfect groaning voice huh
after getting steamy for almost ten minutes, you get some great close-ups of your pussy after having yukhei pull out mid-romp
because that gape is for the gods
don’t kid yourself with a dick like that inside you’ll be opening a little wider
it looks and feels even better with lucas tracing his long fingers inside of it
with the closeup zooming in even more while he’s putting his thumb on your clit 
mmh that’s good stuff
six very shaky boys are sitting in front of their phones right now being able to look um very deeply inside of you
baekhyun is basically frozen to a statue on the reaction stream and salivates nonstop it’s just running down his neck at this point
his wettest dreams are right in front of him
stretched out pussy all juicy and swollen? baekhyun’s lifeblood. he’s seeing god 
he turns up the brightness of his phone to maximum so he can see every little detail 
remember. this guy loves to be inside of you so obsessively he wants to pay rent to live in there
so he’s appreciating an HD view of his favorite place, really deep and really pulsing and really soaked
yukhei has slathered you in lube and really pushed apart your muscles very gently, no abrasion, you relaxed so nicely around him
it’s feeling good as fuck
kai who’s watching right next to baekhyun just stares with big eyes
every injury he ever got while dancing is suddenly healed 
he’s a new man his spine has put itself together his legs are reborn
taeyong almost falls off his chair when he tunes in
he’s that bewildered
he just types a big WOW and a wall of blushing emojis
the explicit songs he’s been listening to and whatever he’s been rapping about recently are nothing in comparison to this
finally someone climbed up to taeyong’s level of nastiness
and he thought he’d never find someone on eye level
secretly he loves the nice view but he won’t admit how much
meanwhile he will rewatch this over and over for the whole week at least five times a day
and then there’s taemin
| adorable 😊🤗🎀 6v6
| can you put the camera a bit closer again 👉👈
| and turn on the flash if that’s ok 😳
| ah thank you 💟
i don’t know what taemin has seen or heard or experienced in his life and what made him this way but damn he loves that graphic shit
turning on the flash makes even yukhei’s jaw drop and rub your clit even faster
he’s damn proud he could make your pussy open up to him this way as he should be 
cuz he’s really been improving his Big Cock Techniques (BCT)
mark doesn’t write anything but he’s online and streaming so yeah he’s jerking off
with two hands
baekhyun is typing how much he loves the wet sounds and how great the fingering action is
and he’s damn right. telepathy 
that’s your favorite pervert right there yeehaw
in the meantime yukhei’s brain is empty he’s just smiling bright and enjoying the moment and the attention and your body
ten is basically next door because this is the fucking wayv dorm 
you can hear him choke on his coffee and whisper ‘oh my fucking god, oh shit’ to himself
the phone almost topples into the sheets while lucas is putting all those rubs and circles into your clit but the audio is already telling the boys to watch very closely anyway because here it comes
taeyong is probably falling apart by now given how he’s posting a couple fragmented sentences that you try to decipher on yukhei’s phone
until you get close and take up filming yourself again 
so yukhei can make a video with his own phone as well
yep that’s two cameras on you by now not just one
xuxi’s been such a steadfast babe 
and he gets to see the fruits of his work. for one, just how much of an imprint he left with his cock inside you 
and second how hard he can make you cum now
those big fingers are magic on you
taemin gets all the closeups he ever needed from your camera because you hit the zoom even more
yukhei starts kissing you twice
not as carefully as he often would
it’s the really wet and passionate version this time
he films your lower faces as good as he can
those big fucking lips 
they never fail to make you get the hots
they’re really made to do all this are they
his tongue nips into you with extra saliva on board
you suck it into your own mouth and mix it with yours, and gather some more
and slip your tongue above his in return
yukhei makes sure you can hear him swallowing all that warm runny spit and moans into your mouth
guess who just blew one big juicy load into the condom
and he’s not even inside of you
jesus christ yukhei
looks like french kissing is his orgasm button 
you start sucking on his tongue when it slides back between your lips and you make them really tight and puckering
the noise is so delicious
yukhei shoots the rest of his semen into the condom
you go even harder on him, the kiss gets really deep
kai and baekhyun are literally jumping up and down on their beds by now
taemin and mark are sending star-eyed emojis
ten is definitely beating the meat next door
yukhei’s hand is massaging incessantly between your legs
he makes you feel. so. good.
when he retreats from the kiss you’re ready
you can hardly keep the phone stable in your palm
yukhei also points his camera back at your pussy again
and makes sure to catch every contraction
you know an orgasm is good when you’re going all “oh... ohh...”
even taeyong goes online to stream his reaction because you cum so beautifully
he’s actually crying and can’t close his mouth he can’t believe what he’s seeing
your pussy lips are so sloppy and stretched apart and twitching and you make sure the camera catches every bit
it takes almost half a minute until your muscles calm
you tell yukhei to clean it up with those plump lips of his
baekhyun and taemin are violently agreeing with thousands of “YESS EAT UP!!!” and “yes!! 😊♥︎🌹” text bubbles in the chat
your guys are so cute do you realize that
in order to have both hands free, lucas ends his video, puts his phone aside, and is already licking you up like a whole bowl of whipped cream
you keep on streaming on your own phone and brush the hair out of his face
the best part is catching yukhei’s tongue winding between your lips and then spoiling your pussy with big kisses very very slowly as not to overstimulate you
he’s such a fast learner he’s doing it really well
once you’re satisfied and cool off, you stroke the back of his neck and his favorite boyfriend duties are officially on pause
so he can go to pull off the condom and clean himself up, and get ready for bed after a quick mini snack
while you blow kisses into the camera, flirt with all your babes while they flirt back and even bow to you
and film your pussy all swollen and licked up but slowly closing a little bit again, ever so slightly
ten sends two little black hearts and a little “that was the most amazing thing i’ve ever seen thank you 😽”
you make sure taemin gets an extra close view of your clit and taeyong is making high-pitched squealing noises in his reaction video stream
mark goes like “yea that’s the spot!”
kai has joined baekhyun with the mouth and saliva action, they’re both licking their lips all over the place and make lewd lusty faces
they’re literally sucking and eyefucking your pussy through the camera bitch they want it so goddamn bad
oh to have their mouths on you right now to come down from your high and chill
you tell everyone how much you miss them and how badly you want them to be here
and how you want to feel all of them all over, on your skin and inside you
the chat is full of yearning and horny crying emojis now
yukhei helps you clean up the rest while you text how it felt with mark and baekhyun because they wanna know more
you talk about how yukhei’s girth is always rubbing that one spot inside and his breathing changes when it does
and you say you really loved their reactions
the members promise to be careful and discrete when they re-watch the stream and ten also says that if you don’t want it to stay in the chat some day you should never hesitate to delete it
you say no problem boys you should know me inside out, just remember to use head-phones when yukhei starts slurping at the 01:27 min mark
taeyong and mark are losing it at your puns
then you have a glass of water taller than yukhei’s dick and basically dance to the bathroom
lucas talks to the boys with his big ole smile in his pyjamas while you’re busy
oh god he is so shy
but very very blissed out. it really takes only two things to make this man happy. big plates, twitchy pussy.
a truly simple man. you like that
kai is definitely evolving from his teasing yukhei agenda in the meantime
he is sending thumbs up emojis instead of raised eyebrow ones
you lay down in xuxi’s big embrace and say goodnight to your boys
yukhei buries his nose in your hair, and kisses you on the forehead so innocently, taeyong melts in his little video square on screen
taemin is a big fan as well
he’s living true to his “explicit shit and romance” life motto isn’t he
you ask if everyone was enjoying themselves
big positive reactions all over the chat
you coo how you adore them all so much and want more of things like this where everyone is involved
eight people are going to bed very happy today
yukhei waves and baekhyun goes offline as well, as does taeyong who’s beaming
end stream
it was a masterpiece
that mark needs to recover from the very most, his entire bed is full of used tissues
and basically
over the next few hours the chat is losing their minds over and over again
everyone can’t stop gushing and telling you what their favorite part was
kai says how turned on you were was making him hard all night
ten enjoyed the wild kissing part and how wet everything was
naughty boy taemin keeps on talking about how — i quote — your insides are the best ever!! while sending flower emojis
your stream has unleashed a gigaton of sexual energy
and that basically goes on and on
until tuesday arrives
oof 
today’s the day
you know that ten is up to something 
except the little hearts and kiss comment
he hasn’t written much in the chat
oh shit oh shit what is he planning
he truly is a pisces
you know that some epic stuff is about to go down since the cats are with yangyang 
and — what
there’s a large canvas in his room with a piece of cloth to cover it
lord have mercy
he’s bringing the big guns
ten will even hold a little speech on how he got inspiration two weeks ago
only to proceed to unveil the art very shyly
it’s an elaborate pencil drawing standing about as tall as him
immaculately sketched in a realistic way
have a guess what he’s been drawing
exactly right it’s an erotic depiction of you
laying on your back, thighs spread, head thrown back
and to make it mysterious you see more of the legs rather than the crotch area
so whatever or who is giving you pleasure is entirely up to you to imagine to your liking
it’s more about how the person he drew feels lust rather than the onlooker. he drew this for your own enjoyment
he did that very cleverly and classily 
this canvas will be your utmost treasure and get such an intimate spot in your home
it doesn’t take very long until you’re mounting him and get those hips moving in a circle
ten is just full of surprises
you ask if you can photograph the drawing and upload it to the chat
ten is like ohhh!
but why not, now that he thinks about it. he secretly likes praise and visibility for his drawings so much
the post is definitely a success 
lots of exclamation marks and reaction memes for three hours straight
but who would’ve thought otherwise
ten is just massively talented, always on point
and hits the right nerve with his line of work
as your pussy can attest
yukhei is gonna tease in the chat that he heard you in the dorm and that it sounded mega hot wink wink wink
ten writes:
| my tongue hurts 
| let’s do it again next week
| i feel inspired to draw more as well
the chat explodes with hype for another two hours
multiple members come up with their own artistic takes on you
on wednesday kai presents a feral dance he choreographed for the whole morning. showing a representation of what you are to him and what he feels for you
very beautiful
on thursday baekhyun gifts you a deliberately humorous doodle titled mochi mama in the style of i dunno, probably picasso on crack
you have not seen anything like it
it’s gonna make you laugh in sad hours for many days to come
talk about come
baekhyun will have his hands busy in and on you all night
he wants to feel mama mochi and please you and make you smile
try not to climax challenge: failed several times
on friday mark blasts a song he wrote about you as soon as you put your hand bag down in the studio
100% of the lyrics are about how sexy and charming and special you are to him and how infatuated he is and how much he thinks about you all the time and how much you knock him off his feet, and how he has the biggest hots for you, jesus christ
that mark lee canada flow wants to make you fucking nut right then and there
the fandom just got his lit mixtape and he’s already working on another one i guess he sure has enough nsfw inspiration for it
all the more reasons to cum hard on his dick tonight
and make sweet love to that sexy body because mark lee isn’t the only one with the hots
then comes saturday
taeyong day
the tension is rising
you’re at his place
the sweet boo comes to put some chirping fledgelings into a towel on your lap as usual
there’s a big crispy lasagna baking in the oven, dripping with cheese and sauce with the most full-bodied herbal mix ever
damn tasty 
gordon ramsay would rate this particularly well on twitter
honestly man
we all know gordon ramsey would like taeyong’s dishes
the evening passes as it always does
so he didn’t jump on the bandwagon that’s interesting
it’s almost as if the stream didn’t happen or anything
just as you expected
taeyong doing his own thing and being just very consistent makes him so sexy and desirable to you it’s hard to explain
you just like his style of going about things you know
he’s very receptive to your impulses
you figure it’s up to you to make some steps
so when he opens the fridge to pull out a self-made, perfectly swirly vanilla-chocolate vortex pudding that’s just at the right temperature, you can’t help but hit on him like the world is ending 
but as you learned from taeyong’s example: your way
you ask him to open his mouth and maneuver spoon after spoon of pudding into it for him to deliciously savor it
giving him compliments on always making your day along with that
that bowl is empty very fast my loves
and taeyong very happy
oh yeah he was enjoying that
with his eyes closed
oh fuck
the sexual tension could rip the air in half like a mark verse
you decide to sit down on his lap all nonchalant and finish your own pudding... more than suggestively
taeyong is basically holding his breath at this point he’s a puddle
you tell him he can put his hands on your waist if he wants to
no answer needed his fingers are already on their way
you can hear how his heart is approaching a techno music BPM
at this point all you can do anymore is lean in to whisper if he likes to go to the bedroom with you
he can keep the apron on
taeyong tastes deliciously of pudding aye
you roll around in the sheets kissing so heavily
this is pure indulging you just feel how you’re sleeping with a chef
who happens to have the veiniest dick of all time
you’re definitely filled up well
sliding up and down on him deliciously for twenty minutes
really slowly and hugging each other tightly
and saying romantic things
that’s the good life
by the end of the evening the group chat gets a picture of taeyong’s world class lasagna 
and a ‘very random’ shaky picture of your hand in his hair
which baekhyun instantly comments as:
“now tyong knows how great you taste as well 🤓😁🤗“
yukhei agrees wholeheartedly and ten starts making baby don’t stop puns
kai is totally in love with the quality food 
baekhyun voices his interest in making more pictures of that kind with you. you know, hand in the hair, no big deal
kai says hurry up with it hyung, all the hair dye makes you balder every minute
baekhyun reprises his doodling and now draws a couple
it’s mama mochi with byun baldhyun
“this will be the next selca“
glorious
you’re having a damn good time
but later you feel something is going on
the whole week passes and taeyong seems to be brooding
next saturday he has a hard time expressing himself when he comes to your home 
you ask if he’s not comfortable having more sex or if he struggles with the relationship setup
taeyong says it’s not that but can’t explain any further
you go on a whim and ask if it’s a confession he has on his mind
bingo
“taeyong... if you think i’ll judge you for something. remember we’re only doing this since a couple weeks. it’s hard to know how the person really reacts if you don’t know each other inside out“
he is still hesitant
you ask him if it’s something taboo
“yeah...”
you thought so. taeyong is the least basic person you know along with taemin
guess why these two are saved for last my dear readers
you tell him that how he’s in his own lane is what you appreciate him for in the first place, it’s why you’re here with him, you love your duckling chef so much
if he wants a different kind of sex that’s perfectly him
he looks relieved and understood hearing that
and confesses that yeah... he wants to go a little kinkier with you
now you know why taeyong was acting with so much restraint
and put all of his feelings and sensuality into food pretty much
in fact the kinky sex has already started whether you noticed or not
indirectly. as in, the dynamic
truth is he wants to be a service sub
oh yeah lemme introduce you to some new things
service subs like to really cater to their dominants and fulfill their every wish not just in bed, but around the house as well
and there’s even more to it as you will soon discover talking to him about it
an apron is only the start
in case you have been living under a rock
taeyong’s duality is nuts 
he’s a completely shy mega pervert
it’s not a secret that this guy wants hardcore bdsm torture sex
you letting all that aggression loose on him for fucking sport
and being cold to him
with a bit of soft domme action as the perfect balance 
yep 
he wants you to take him out and take care of him at the same time
he’s perfectly aware he’s among the freakier and more deprived members
even ten is just casually freaky and just open for a lot of things. taeyong is deliberate
and pretty deep in the femdom community as far as his browser history is concerned
we all know assertive partners are his thing
but he’s afraid he’ll get you into something that’s a lot of responsibility
you say mister i’m familiar with your interests 
my dear you never made them hard to guess
you tell him it’s no problem for you to give it to him raw
you’ll be doing disgusting things to him that sexy face will straight up drown 
did you know?
our dear boy taeyong loves it when you spit in his mouth and do virgin roleplay
if he asks you to break him don’t be surprised
he wants to release control completely
he goes by all the rules
and i guarantee. when he comes along your dominatrix mood is gonna skyrocket he just brings that shit out in people
his mere naked body is just... how not to go nuts on him how he wants it
long story short tied up taeyong head to toe ends up immortalized as a vertical photograph
the group chat is overwhelming your notifs with wide-eyed emojis and all caps
amping up the game a little more each day are we
without even trying. hell, this just happened
where this is going is gonna be fun
sunday goes down with you grinding yourself all over taemin but you’re both clothed
you grab the back of his neck to lean in for kisses over and over and over
yes kisses are key
if not the favorite thing he does
let this sink in. if taemin overwhelms a little kitty with a hundred thousand smooches, just how kissy is this guy gonna be 
and have fun teasing his erection through his pants
lee taemin a squirmy mess? hell yeah
in classic fashion he will spend the most time of the evening on his knees getting slapped around in several blindfolds, harnesses, and wrist ties
his fantasy finally came true
i repeat what taemin has been dreaming of is reality
thank god for taeyong having you second guess his private tastes. otherwise you would not be on your dom grind now
taemin even goes as far as ordering lingerie for your encounters — to wear himself because he’s taemin
satin and silk blouses he already has in his wardrobe so there’s no shortage
i don’t have to tell you that you can spend hours grinding on his cock in a room full of candles while taemin is in head-to-toe bondage
that’s his idea of a good time and hell you are really treated to perfect eye candy, taemin’s hotness will bring your pleasure to a new level
the group chat will definitely love your photography taken from your sessions
taemin is just an utter no-compromise kinda man to make kinky love with. everything is planned he’s never settling for less than a perfect evening
where both of you really experience the ultimate satisfaction from treating your bodies to the best of clothes and toys and scenarios
give me an amen for taemin being your sunday guy because this legend of a man is your personal church
and his discography is the bible
and cum play is the baptizing my friend
so yeah huh
every day you can look forward to. monday to sunday
and not a day goes by without someone in the chat reminiscing the steamy video you did with lucas
you end up repeating what you wished that day
for everyone to be with you
so you could feel all of them 
and you say maybe it’s time to arrange something 
you’ve gotten to know each of them personally and intimately by now
and integrated them into your personal life
hell when you wake up the first thing you see is ten’s drawing across your bed
or baekhyun’s funny mama mochi art on your phone background
and you start your day literally selecting from a pile of taeyong’s freshly washed and ironed clothing stacks in your wardrobe
sitting at your breakfast table with a bouquet of flowers that kai and jongin brought you
eating food you bought together with lucas
listening to music that mark made especially for you
they’re all in your life together so it’s the right time to make some heated love together
the chat is all down you don’t even have to ask any further
baekhyun volunteers to go about his leader duty to organize the best possible venue and best possible date
cause with superm things do go 100
he asks what kind of atmosphere you have in mind
you say hard and nasty and kinky
which will definitely make the chat interested
and baekhyun was about to rent a huge modern art penthouse in gangnam
you say no need to go that expensive. you just need a large bed, no paparazzi, and an area where you can be loud. sculptures you could care less about
you have yukhei on your team, so that’s a living sculpture already 
it needs a safe haven essentially, with a dark and lusty atmosphere would be so nice
ten steps in saying he has the exact spot you’re looking for 
he has a friend who runs a declining night club in the suburbs, with some pretty attractive and grungy backrooms with plenty of space to fuck
yeah a club is exactly what you’re looking for that’s a good idea
it’s closed on monday so baekhyun and ten arrange a rental just then
of course way in the evening
with the guarantee of nobody else around
baekhyun knows how this rigged game rolls he says they need the club to perform a dance practice, overnight stay, and shooting a music video
which is only a half-lie
not “hey we are super m planning an orgy wanna invite dispatch and tell lee soo man”
regardless ten’s friend is pretty chill and indifferent anyways
and baekhyun’s money is doing the talk
you’ll be guaranteed to be left by yourself
monday evening it is. 
you already have a whole bunch of fantasies to let loose on your boys
and put it all in the chat
yo it’s called brainstorming and it sure has brain in it
you discuss
and it goes down next week 
you encouraged the members to wear what they feel best in, no dress code, no comparison thinking. you want to meet them like you got to know them, each in their favorite expression
taeyong dons a mass onslaught of fetish gear underneath a trench coat, including a fancy collar, lots of hairspray
and latex gloves. shit he’s a freak
baekhyun puts on the coziest clothes he finds and his smol sneakers but they are secretly expensive, his hair is curly and big, he put on a nice scent
kai can’t help but go black suit and lace underneath, you know him
bleach blonde yukhei gets out the tight white tee and smug jeans
creative genius ten goes all out designing his own fashion (!) with paint, he puts on sexy af glasses and goes for his signature ‘cleavage down to the belly’ look underneath a bomber jacket
mark goes for a casual suit but make it swag, with a sleeveless top underneath, yeah those mark arms go crazy 
taemin — picks his most dazzling silver outfit that looks like a rendition of mermaid scales, pointed shoes, princely hair, famous i’m so fabulous
and it’s already starting out sexy in the car before you even arrive 
because this is all gonna be glorious from the first second to the last
baekhyun and kai will do the driving
you have not one but two classy and sexy chauffeurs you hear me
yeah in their shiny black german cars with those sleek comfortable seats
baekhyun, taeyong, ten and lucas are a team
and then you get kai, mark, and taemin, including your group luggage because such a trip needs a lot of things to pack trust me
you’re with team kai on the way to the club and with team baekhyun the way back 
it’s already lit and steamy on your way there
nothing better than getting in the mood held by the greek god arms of none other than lee taemin with mark lee assisting
you’re entirely wrapped up in kissing taemin so passionately, his tongue melts into your mouth like the finest chocolate
thinking about how you were making out last week gets you going even more
as does feeling up his bulge, ugh taemin is so sensual
mark sitting on your other side being eager to attend to your thighs, your waist, your back, your hands, your hair, your stomach
yep
yukhei has been telling him about the wonders of a whole-body massage since you like it so much
mark gets his hands all over you to provide a sexy caress and wow he’s doing it well, giving everything the perfect kind of attention, always asking if you want more of this or more of that
mark loves everything about you and he knows how to make your anticipation become even more intense by dedicating time to all areas generously
you feel like he’s worshipping you head to toe
it’s the way to get turned on
mark has great soft hands and knows your best spots by now
that’s exactly why it was a good idea to sleep with the members individually at first
you could figure it all out in detail and each member could show their style of doing things, and you could teach them
mark has become an expert in skinship
while he’s kissing into your neck whispering revering things to you nobody else would understand
they’re intimate, spicy details from your studio lessons
with a romantic twist even because mark is giving you his entire arsenal, the entire palette
“i’ve been thinking about you so often...”
with jongin driving carefully and taking the lesser frequented roads 
kai is really keeping it together
the maknae backseat party is faithfully photographed by mark who sends it to the other team after taemin and you select the best shots, giggling
your favorite is a bird’s view of your cleavage with taemin kissing right between your breasts, slightly below the sternum
his hair is softly splayed over the area
taeyong and ten reply with heart eyes in the chat
on you go kissing and touching
taemin is so gentle with you and easily accepts your wild licks and bites, leans his head back so you have perfect access to his neck
by the time you arrive at the club’s back entrance, he’s marked up and his lips are mighty used
ruined neck, ruined mouth
taemin’s favorite two accessories to walk into a club with 
including a hard-on
with mark and kai strutting right after, chewing mints
...both getting hard themselves because mark loves your body and jongin has very good ears when it comes to picking up things that happen in the back of his car
and this bitch got a raging libido, so
the best part is everything is prepared
the other team already parked their car there earlier
ten had the keys to every needed lock, showed everyone around, and then baekhyun went into organization overdrive
this is the first time he didn’t clown around to distract from work since debut
if baekhyun ever means serious business... wow
your best boy taeyong has located the perfect backroom that’s shaded inside and neon-lit from the outside
the window’s aren’t particularly low-sitting so that’s a privacy plus
there’s a huge white extra oversized bed with some more great furniture and a sofa landscape
he desinfected everything to a T
and pulled out every utensil you might need from a large black bag
he walked in like he just commited a bank robbery but in reality there’s cutesy pink rope in the bag
oh well
classic taeyong
yukhei sorted and handed out the condoms plus water bottles for everyone
he’s the expert for the basics don’t come at him he’s doing a great job
after you reminding everyone of the safeword 
taemin sits down with you on the bed and you keep kissing
keeping up the flow right there
//
you beckon your lil’ adorable mochi who’s been dying for skinship
baekhyun is so turned on he wastes no time joining
still fully clothed while the other members are about to undress
you actually like baekhyun huddling up against you in his oversized hoodie it’s cute
so hey, change in plans
everyone ditches the protocol and climbs on the bed only without their shoes 
lot of ties and belts to pull them closer to you
you bring all of them together on the bed now
the feeling of having everyone around you is so electrifying, you have to distance from taemin’s seductive lips not to get some kind of adrenaline overdose
jesus this guy is trying to soak your pants like baekhyun forgot to turn off the shower
you get to enjoy five minutes of relaxed massaging from all sides to cool everything down a little
baekhyun and yukhei alternate with kissing you
yum
big plush lips plus a horny tongue
that’s a good combination
kai is definitely setting the pace of how to massage you, and how to move the body while doing so, and what expressions to make 
instead of sitting there awkwardly staring into space
remember? master of courting — that’s kim jongin
even baekhyun follows his example a bit
you’re entering cloud 9 from that whole-body massage
you can tell they’re all dancers. there’s rhythm involved
having the seven of them attend to you at the same time just hits different
that are 14 hands
70 fingers
all in sync with kai’s physical ideas, carefully yet purposefully kneading and stroking 
kai also helps everyone find a good area and makes sure everyone stays away from any precarious or sexy zones
because you’d probably get off from that in the matter of a blink
to be honest you’re already feeling heated you can’t help it
but that’s a good sign you’re definitely feeling this 
and there’s not a single limp dick in this room at this point already
baekhyun being the best people reader all over again manages a seamless transition to some water drinking
so everyone is ready to go
you wish you could do everything at once but decide to get a load of some slow body rolls against you because hell yeah
courting expert kai is sure to oblige, dance god taemin joins right in, and ten completes the holy trinity and hell does he go off
photographer mark on duty again. this moment has to be captured
baekhyun does his mood management magic and encourages ten and taemin to let out their little sounds more
kai he doesn’t have to tell
nor you because you’re already moaning
shit these guys are just too good
these bodies are machines
again bless your xuxi workout sessions
you wouldn’t keep up otherwise
you curse them because your pussy feels creamy way too early
switching to grinding on their bulges is not a better idea because it’s making you even hornier but anyway it’s your favorite activity
yukhei takes time and some effort to get fully hard so that’s a grateful job now
because you can gather yourself
you resort to using your cleavage to stop turning yourself on completely
and then your hands to palm his pants because that’s even more inconspicuous
group sex with superm? hardest early orgasm avoidance challenge EVER
is there some kind of legally accessible viagra for women
there’s no way you could turn yourself off help
you either get the first orgasm out of the way or keep it together to have some suspense in here and see the boys work hard
the decision is clear
time to bring out the toys that taeyong assembled on a table
baekhyun, taemin taeyong and ten are in the down to get tied up in various ways
lucas and kai get blindfolded and get a sexy task from you
slowly humping the mattress just for your viewing pleasure
topless for that matter
no need to ask twice there they go
photographer mark stays free and flexible. it’s always good to have someone outside bondage just in case with such a big group
anyway so you will be busy for sure
the rest of the boys strip down to only their briefs and get a good dose of spanking
ten is definitely moaning the loudest there
taeyong ends up with tied wrists in a prayer position and has his fun getting slapped around by you 
until he’s breathless and smiling to himself with his tongue hanging out
someone got his daily meal of smacking
taemin highly approves 
nobody’s surprised
baekhyun gets a quick and simple upper body rope harness that’s very easy to grip him by
and just to tease him you add some nipple pinches
result: loud baekhyun noises
cute as hell
so that’s how he’s been training himself to reach all those high notes
interesting
taemin, completely naked, has his hands and ankles tied, looking so beautiful all helpless and his cock itching for stimulation
and because taemin’s strange ‘artistic’ kidnapping fantasies that he never stops talking about cannot be ignored he gets a mouth gag for good measure
you know you just roll with their ideas
he’s a simple man that’s all he needs
you decide to put a bigger bondage piece on ten who ends up in a hogtie aka his new favorite place to be in
if there’s one guy who’s flexible like that it’s him
let’s see for how long he can take it
ten likes a challenge
you tell mark exactly what kind of pictures you want of your tied darlings and he’s well-engaged with that task
baekhyun is clinging to you a lot in the meantime
he gets kisses on the mouth 
and your open ear 
because you can tell there’s something on his mind
or rather
his ass is telling him something after you activated it with spanks huh
what does baekhyun want?
baekhyun wants the strap
and the strap he shall get
his time has come
this time the safeword won’t do so tapping yukhei’s thigh is the deal
taeyong’s kinky tool collection has a nice and thick equipment to offer, jet black black straps, jet black dildo, like it’s some kind of secret agent gear
it takes a lot of lube to get it into baekhyun’s tight and tiny ass but what’s new 
he’s not the gaping expert 
and way too busy laughing at the members’ reaction faces so his damn asshole is contracting god dammit
what a brat
next time he gets a toy for prep
only when you grab him by the harness and get into a rhythm, baekhyun throws it back
good boy
kai and xuxi are allowed to take off their blindfolds now because you have a task for them
taeyong’s toy collection features one extra long double-ended dildo, transparent and neither too slim nor too wide
if baekhyun doesn’t have that thing inside his throat i don’t know who
this shit is made for him
and you can tell he’s salivating for that
you tell yukhei to use those big hands to keep baekhyun’s head steady
and oh wonder, his long fingers enclose it perfectly
kai gets to go hard on baekhyun and fulfill his lifetime fantasy that he has had for over a decade now and jerks off to every night:
baekhyun not talking
so while baekhyun’s ass is getting properly stuffed
so is his mouth
kai has no qualms squeezing the toy into baekhyun’s throat a little more roughly
those are some pretty intense choking noises
mark steadily hits the snapshot button
some people go to pound town
baekhyun goes to silicon valley
kai is not afraid to push that thing as far as it can physically go
you’re pleased with how he’s doing it
and with baekhyun’s blowjob abilities anyway
is there a better throat in this industry? probably not 
he’s pretty surprised himself with how much he can take it
that poor ass is getting more than it can handle in the meantime, baekhyun is throbbing and whining
little did you know his prostate is so sensitive and makes his dick leak
such a shame you fully exploit that
you tell yukhei to have baekhyun move his head on his own to get into the rhythm
and get taeyong over to suck on the other end of the toy because oh yeah
let me just say these two are amazing
god bless sm entertainment 
not for any executive decisions
but for their uncanny ability to attract and assemble all the subs
lee taeyong giving head like the rent is due is a sight you need in your life
like everything, he does it roughly and properly
baekhyun is barely even sucking anymore just straight up gagging and seeing stars
because uh-oh here comes a big fat prostate orgasm
mark is clever enough to hit record on his phone
and capture a shaking baekhyun travelling through a whole bunch of universes, at least in his mind 
because that’s how strong his climax is
all he can say is thank you mama mochi and recover from this on his back
kai is satisfied with the result as well because baekhyun managed to not say anything for fifteen minutes
kai never had this much silence in his life
taeyong is still not done sucking the toy off and you let him
never step between a man and his favorite dildo
lucas takes up the task of untying ten who wants to share the other end that’s free now
and mark hands over the camera to kai who films just that
which also means mark is in the mood for you
about time to get some dick
and have taemin watch right next to you
being able to delight in mark’s wonderful technique
doggystyle
which ends up in kai joining 
which causes yukhei to join
and baekhyun to film 
the three are literally queueing while waiting for their turn
you tell them when to pull out and let the other member have you
until mark is riddled with so much suspension, the fifth thrust on his turn ends up in an unexpected hard climax
“oh my god oh my god!“
obviously kai will let loose now and cum as well, accompanied by really breathy groans
yukhei takes his time to make you moan which gives both taeyong and taemin a good show and an untouched orgasm
eventually you get to hear lucas growling his soul out
and kai bickering to pull out already
because it’s time for buffet
after getting rid of his condom, mark has been untying the very resilient ten who’s been in prawn bondage for like half an hour and five minutes now
respect
he and baekhyun team up to eat you out
yeah prepare for a dream team
while mark and kai chill on the other side of the bed
lucas on the other hand still doesn’t have enough and ends up licking your legs with his cock firmly palmed in those big hands
baekhyun and ten are doing the most meanwhile, lapping you up all sloppy
the job of the cameraman goes to a wild taemin who’s undone his safety hook 
he can’t stand this shit anymore he has to join the action instead of lying around in ropes
jeez the guy has the fun of his life playing with filters
silently giggling to himself
until kai finds out that taemin has been putting cat ears on ten and cowboy hats on lucas
kai confiscates the phone from naughty taem and decides to take up that task himself
so taemin can eat you out himself now
alright there are three heads bumping each other between your legs now
and yukhei close-by, currently nibbling at your outer thighs
can you imagine how crowded and crammed that is
you tell mark to get taeyong out of his ties as well
if you’re gonna cum he has to join the party as well
and he will not hesitate my friend
taeyong’s kinky tongue (which can make all kinds of completely unprecedented moves and slurping noises) riles up the other three to put all their effort into this
you order baekhyun and ten to line you left and right of your hips, fingering you from there
and let both taeyong and taemin get you to the point with their tongues at the same time
it’s a busy day innit
the reason is that baekhyun and ten didn’t come but you plan to change that with some dual handjob
baekhyun lets out some pretty hoarse panting noises
(yeah jongin destroyed him with that toy in his mouth for real)
once your hands grip onto their erections, almost automatically baekhyun’s fingers start going crazy on your clit and ten goes mad with his thumb right next to it
yeah he’s kept his rings on this is gonna be a sexy sight
mark and kai retire from their pillows to join at your request
mark kissing you, jongin sucking on your breasts
from this point on things are pretty much just a daze
two tongues two hands? oh shit
four people are trying to make you cum what did you expect
and three other people are licking you all over
yukhei doesn’t even care at this point he’s just straight up kissing your feet
ten is silently groaning it out, he’s pouring his seed into the condom with little twitches in the hip and shoulders
taeyong’s tongue is gonna finish you off, taemin’s lips will make you feel so good, your legs will be a shaking mess in yukhei’s hands
how to even describe this
it’s an explosion of heat and contractions
you’re going fucking crazy from all that head and tongue action god damn
mark definitely has to swallow a lot of your moans all over the place
and taeyong
also swallows
what a god-loving man
your pussy is leaking enough to feed baekhyun as well
who still strokes himself off while he’s cleaning you up with his mouth, oh boy he really developed a lot of stamina
you have your fun telling him to stop jerking himself off
so his orgasm ends up being ruined
those always mess him up
always a nice sight to have him shaking and whining and gasping
you have to roll over at some point before getting overstimulated
phew that takes quite a couple of deliberate breaths
now you have seven hot guys with sopping wet mouths on your hands, looking at you exhausted and infatuated
that’s super m for you
yukhei, man for the basics he is, hands out towels
you really gotta say he’s kept a clear head in all of this except maybe the sudden foot fetish reveal
of course taeyong towels himself down the most he’s basically covered himself with anything he could get his hands on
that face is dripping like his saturday evening lasagnas 
you help clean mark who kinda lost his mind and heart while kissing you, he needs your care a little more now
baekhyun soon snaps back into organization mode and has the brilliant idea to unpack xuxi’s and jongin’s luggage
to have everyone wearing their gigantic hoodies and sweaters
it’s warm in the room anyway but this feels so much cozier
after going to the bathroom
a ball of cuddly guys is snuggled up all aroud you faster than you can think
mark and taeyong are already sleeping they really knocked themselves out
champs
kai finds the completely forgotten phone somewhere in the sheets and turns off what seems to be a 50 minutes video
that’s gonna be fun to watch some time
baekhyun nuzzles himself to sleep against your sweater, right between your breasts
“mochi mama thank...” are his last words before he drifts off to pineapple pizza land or whatever dreamscape is in his head
probably something much dirtier but anyway
lucas and kai steal kisses from you and go off to sort out the room
jesus christ they still have the energy
taeyong’s nasty lil’ toy collection gets cleaned and reassembled, the ropes get coiled up, the towels wander into a washing machine in the other room
whose steady bumping lulls the rest of you to sleep
while taemin, epitome of taste he is, plays his best of hits on low volume with his phone
dozing off between seven guys while “heaven” is playing? 
best thing ever
the rest is history. you’re surrounded by sleepy cuddly sweater men
you actually sleep for a couple hours
dawntime you wake up cozied and sandwiched between yukhei’s tiddies and jongin’s back
which is the most protected, snug place on earth
even a nuclear superweapon couldn’t explode past that spot
they’re fast asleep
giant baby and teddy bear
safeguarding you in unison
ain’t they adorable
baekhyun is awake silently doing pilates, smiling cutely at you when he sees you’re awake, and he gets a big load of kisses i’m telling you
miraculously everything is tidy and smells fresh, and there’s a light soup in the air...
... lee taeyong got up at 6:30.
he was a whirlwind
the group gets to enjoy a 3-course classic korean breakfast 
because taeyong found the club kitchen
what kind of godly entity is this man
how did he do all of this
the club is the cleanest it’s ever been
taking care of 24 people is probably so difficult, this is actually easy to him
you depart in a good mood because damn that soup was restaurant quality and baekhyun had the idea to give you morning head to which everyone joined in
good thing the club has showers
baekhyun is still horny as hell and you want that D(elight) any time of the day 
so you fuck for a bunch of minutes in his car after dropping off the team and they giving you playful winks
you park the car behind xiumin’s house because that’s the most calm place to be
people are sleeping on xiumnin so hard, no paparazzi are around, ever
baekhyun settles there with you smiling
he didn’t sing “get you alone” with no reason
baekhyun needs that one-on-one time with you to ground himself and love you all over again big time
plus you are dying to cum bouncing on him on the driver’s seat 
while he is desperately gripping the steering wheel to have something solid to hold onto
yeah baekhyun is always ready to lose it for ya
it’s literally such a good spot to fuck
he’s strapped in all underneath you and you can see him squirm and get heart eyes from up close
you also love how your thighs meet the fabric of his pants
baekhyun’s tiny lap is already worth a huge nut you love grinding on him
those shapely thighs
with his cock peaking out from underneath his sweater
what his morning head tongue can do, his dick can do twice with ease so time for round two today
glad you have your bag with some utensils
you’re generous with lube on the condom
in fact you love spilling it over his pants a little
it looks like you’ve been squirting on him that’s why
baekhyun is down for your pervy imaginations
and gets even harder
not bad lil’ guy
time to make him moan with the grip of your walls
mochi breathes pretty hard because damn... more dick destruction
you love burying your hands in his sweater at the shoulders and just fucking ride
his hair gets messy, his bedroom gaze is so intense
his ass still hurts from yesterday but it seems to turn him own judging by the high-pitched groans and his begs for you to bounce on him harder
no problem his dick is just made to be ridden
if this wasn’t a high-tech car from the future with carbon and whatnot anybody could hear baekhyun’s um ‘vocals’ from the outside
this is so much fun oh my god
baekhyun releases with his eyes shut and teeth pressed together, his nose is all scrunched up
jesus this one got to him
he drives you to his home with his fingers shaking a little on the steering wheel
literally tapping like they do in his microphone on stage
yep this shook him up
and insatiable byun is now satisfied byun
nothing better than knowing you ruined your cupcake boyfriend in the best of ways
back at his apartment and after some extra carbo hydrate heavy food, as a pre-nap treat you grind on his thighs and his ass because why not
and gyrate him to sleep with his arms and legs stretched in all directions
both of you are still in disbelief that all of this happened
legend has it you’re dreaming of more group sex ideas that night
the next day taemin sends the champagne video to celebrate your first time together
which brings us back to the start
and that’s how it all happened
now you know
congrats on being a lucky girl
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related: super m as subs
FINAL NOTE. ah shit i love this dynamic, thank you for reading 🎊
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brookee-bee · 3 years
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Karasuno High as Aesthetics and Playlists
3rd Year, Wing Spiker, Captain : Daichi Sawamura # 1
Earth tones, Dark Academia, Leather bound notebooks, wicker furniture, beige and dark green t-shirts, dark colored sweaters and hoodies, fitted brown pants and leather belts, black details, a few dark leafy house plants, simple meals of rice, avocado, clean sneakers, gym bag in the back of his car, protein powder on the counter, coffee mugs and matcha tea, encouragement and validation one-on-one, probably posts gym thirst traps on his story
Harder Than You Think - Public Enemy
Winner’s Circle - Anderson.Paak
Fell in Love With a Girl - The White Stripes
No Church in the Wild - Jay Z
Chelsea Dagger - The Fratellis
3rd Year, Setter : Koshi Sugawara # 2
Sky tones, light blue and bright white clouds, organized stationary and notepads, laying in the sun on a hammock, underneath a seashell, a warm cup of tea, making video compilations of memories, thrift stores, would do the dishes/laundry for you if you’re feeling stressed 
Shampoo Bottles - Peach Pit
Close to You- Day Glow
Loving You is a Mountain - Isaia Huron
Honey - Kehlani
At My Worst - Pink Sweat$
3rd Year, Ace : Asahi Azumane # 3
Beige and white, oat milk lattes, long flowing wheat grass, a hike through the mountains, weekend camping trips, ambitious baking, large bulky hands and calloused fingers, doodling through class, wants to be the little spoon sometimes, enjoys when you do face masks together at night
Fire Escape - Foster the People
The Bakery - Arctic Monkeys
Ain’t No Rest For the Wicked - Cage the Elephant
She Moves In Her Own Way - the Kooks
Ivy - Taylor Swift
2nd Year, Libero : Yu Nishinoya # 4
E-boy, short sleeve printed shirts and acid washed jeans, striped long sleeve shirts, hot orange flames, throws shit off bridges, likes to piss people off, loves spicy ramen, tattoos, embraces rejection, chipped painted finger nails, would record both of you doing internet challenges, his email notifications are in the thousands, sporadic texting 
Evil Fantasy - Freddie Dredd 
Wet Dreamz - J. Cole
Power Tools - Jack Harlow
REEL IT IN - Amine
Best Friend - Saweetie, Doja Cat
2nd Year, Wing Spiker : Ryunosuke Tanaka # 5
Skater, collection of worn beanies, silver chains and rings, tattoos scattered up the arm, overcast skies, dirty puddles in the city, thick well made army jacket, in class even though others are talking the teacher yells at him, accidentally punches the wall, sends horny memes from Twitter, really good listener, somebody you’d like to get drunk or high with
Beverly Hills - Weezer
Panic Station - Muse
Somebody Told Me - The Killers
Nice Guys Finish Last - Green Day
acting like that - Yungblud, Machine Gun Kelly
1st Year, Setter : Tobio Kageyama # 9
Alternative, midnight drives through a city, modern art museums, clean white collared shirts, black trench coats, quiet meditation in the morning, worn down combat boots, hates being pranked, tangled headphones, has a lot of pet peeves he complains about, likes to be away from technology to be in the moment, takes note of what song is playing so he can send it to you later
Yeah Right - Joji
Die Alone - FINNEAS 
Show Me How - Men I Trust
Places We Won’t Walk - Bruno Major
Sharing Beds - The Japanese House
1st Year, Middle Blocker, Decoy : Shoyo Hinata
Soft Boy, loves wildflowers, picnic dates, walks through a nature reserve,  collects seashells and rocks for his windowsill, tried to make bread but failed, sends you goodnight/morning texts everyday, bike riding dates, plays with your hair because why else is it there
Feel Special - TWICE
Daydreamer - MYLK
Only a Fool - Galantis
Kill vs Main - Grimes
Treat People with Kindness - Harry Styles
1st Year, Middle Blocker : Kei Tsukishima
Grunge, white collared shirts, simple healthy meals, messy notes with scribbled and poorly drawn diagrams, books with lots of tagged places he wants to remember, existentialism, organized bookshelves with smart decor, CD collection organized by genre, probably a Frank Ocean stan, listens to podcasts about space and quantum physics, is probably a huge star wars fan, planetarium and natural history museum dates, surprises you with overpriced coffee
Love It if We Made It - the 1975
Bonfire - Childish Gambino
Godspeed - Frank Ocean
Kelso - Matty Wood$
STFU! -Rina
1st Year, Pinch Server : Tadashi Yamaguchi
 Light academia, cozy socks, big blankets, lots of plants and a cat around the house, stacks of books on the floor, experiments with makeup and fashion, on weekends will work on a DIY project, needs constant reassurance but hates attention, drinks tea with honey and cream, wants to spend time with you whenever but doesn’t want to be a bother
A Phone Call in Amsterdam - Valley
Moon Song - Phoebe Bridgers 
Tired - bebadoobee
Brazil - Declan McKenna
Tonight (I Wish I was Your Boy) - The 1975
3rd Year, Manager : Kiyoko Shimuzi
Minimalism, oversized hoodies with tights, white sneakers, ripped light wash jeans, probably works at a retail store in the mall, likes to buy name brand clothing, big fan of the olympics, detail oriented, really good at budgeting, fan of stationary, fresh haircuts, would write you notes and surprise you with your favorite meal every now and then
Tomboy - Princess Nokia
Check- Queen Herby
Who’s Gonna Save U Now? - Rina Sawayama
Fuck Me in Shibuya - Ashnikko
Baby Girl - Chloe x Halle
1st Year, Manager : Hitoka Yachi
Pastel, pink clouds, runs a secret stan account, wears lots of trendy and stylish clothing, doodles on napkins, dewy makeup, lots of pink blush, fake lashes, cat eyed liner, makes her lunch aesthetically pleasing, cool edits for her pictures, sends the best memes in the group chat, if it reminds her of you she’ll buy it and surprise you the next day, loves to be matching with you, makes you learn kpop dances with her, has a fuzzy keychain
NASA - Ariana Grande
Ice Cream Cake - Red Velvet
Do Me - Kim Petras
The Boys - Girl’s Generation
FANCY- TWICE
Coach Ukai
Does not know what it means to have an aesthetic, messy hair, cigarettes, canned coffee, white t shirts, baggy sweatpants, cheap meals, likes newspapers but won’t pay for it, probably borrows cash from you a lot but never pays you back, constantly watching sports clips on twitter, likes old cars and guitars, probably used to draw dicks in bathroom stalls, hates the government, has lots of stories from his twenties, makes a great breakfast when he has the time, wants you to get a matching tattoo with him, 
Habit - Still Woozy
Cool With You - Her’s
Lover’s Rock - TV Girl
 Outta My Mind - Monsune
You’re Gonna Live Forever In Me - John Mayer
Coach Takeda
Minimalism, sweaters over collared shirts, clean sneakers, morning meditation and workouts, fresh laundry, loves warm sheets after a wash, bonsai tree, great at making drinks, goes out of his way to make sure you’re heard and respected, knows how to knit and sew, believes in karma, annoyed if you are one your phone when with them
Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl) - Looking Glass
 Come and Get Your Love- Redbone
She’s So High- Tal Bachman
Wonderwall- Oasis
Vienna- Billy Joel
@brookemasterson on spotify if you’d like the playlist ♡
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Dream A Little Dream Of Me
Stars shining bright above you  Night breezes seem to whisper, I love you Birds singin' in the sycamore trees  Dream a little dream of me
“Hey, honey! I’m home!” Wally called as he entered his apartment. He was then instantly hit by the delicious aroma of vanilla and cookie dough as well as the sound of two beautiful crooning voices. Following his nose (a skill that he has honed all his life) his feet take him to the end of the hallway and stop at the doorway of their kitchen/living room where he was hit by the most breathtaking view, completely stopping any synaptic pathways in his brain.
He’s died. He’s died and gone to heaven because that can be the only explanation to the sight in front of him. Standing behind the kitchen island was his boyfriend, decked out in a fluffy sky blue sweater with the sleeves bunched up around his wrists and pale grey pyjama pants that pooled around his feet, scooping up chocolate chip cookie dough from a large blue bowl decorated with a pattern of pink elephants and dolloping it onto a baking tray as he softly sung along with Doris Day’s dulcet tones. His voice as well as the hypnotic way he gently swung his hips drew him in like a siren lures in voyagers from the stories Aunt Iris used to read to him (and yeah he can totally get the pirates that willingly jumped to their deaths because he would drown himself a thousand times over if the last thing he sees is Dick Grayson). 
Dick smiled as he felt arms circling around his waist, “Hey there, Sweetness. How was your day?”
Wally buried his face into Dick’s silky black locks, basking in the scent of honey and jasmines and home. Pressing a kiss to the younger’s hair he murmured in reply, “Nothing much, Babe. Had to write a few reports, update a few databases, that sort of stuff. You?”
“Wrapped up a robbery case and did a suspect line up.”
“Sounds like a chill day at the precinct.”
“Yeah,” replied Dick with a hum. He hadn’t stopped swinging his hips to the music and with a flourish he had placed the last scoop of dough on the tray. He then swivelled around on his spot and wrapped his arms around the speedster’s neck to bring his head down into a short but sweet kiss before resting their foreheads together. “You’re going to have to move, hun, so I can put these bad boys in the oven.”
Wally tightened his grip on the acrobat in response and whined, “But I don’t wanna.”
“Walls,” Dick sighed in amusement.
“Diiick.”
“Honestly, Babe,”
“What’s the occasion anyway?”
“Just felt like it, you know.”
Both of them were now aware that they were swaying in tandem to the melody playing out of Dick’s phone and so Wally moved his right arm away from Dick’s back and interlocked his fingers with Dick’s hand that was placed behind his neck.
“Stars fading, but I linger on, dear. Still craving your kiss,” Wally sang softly, causing Dick to giggle as he spun the younger around in a twirl. He then began to lead the two of them in a waltz around the kitchen. It lacked half of the fluid elegance that the stuffy socialites in Bruce’s galas would display when they danced around the ballroom, more caring about their appearance than their partner - for they were the kind of people who spent their time searching for dollars, cents and the praises of others instead love - but more than made up for it by the sheer magnitude of blissful happiness. Wally’s eyes, trained on him and only him, were gleaming far brighter than their million dollar diamond jewelry - and to him, were worth so much more.
“I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear,” Dick whispered, blue eyes glowing in unadulterated joy and adoration for the freckled redhead in front of him, “Just saying this.” 
And the two of them were back to swaying on the spot. Dick just wrapped up the taller of them into an embrace, resting his chin on his chest as he looked up at him, breathing out, “I love you.”
Wally pulled back, gently pushed away a black curl from Dick’s forehead an placed a sweet kiss on the soft skin there, looking down at Dick like he was the only thing in the world worth looking at, “I love you too.”
Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you But in your dreams whatever they be Dream a little dream of me
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twokinkybeans · 4 years
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Jar Of Dirt Chapter 1: Good Boy [Starker Fanfiction NSFW/18+]
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Hey everyone, thank you so much for being here! In each chapter, we'll make a short note to warn you about the kinks/sex stuff that will be included and any other/extra warnings that might be needed. General/returning warnings: Daddy Kink, Praise Kink, Dom/sub, BDSM.
Kink/Sexual Warnings: Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, Praise Kink, hinting at a potential Daddy Kink, talking about kink in general. Other warnings: None
All Chapters: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10 ... Masterpost (More to come!)
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Chapter 1: Good Boy Peter likes living on campus at MIT. His friends are all there and sharing a room with Ned is definitely a huge plus. The parties are great and he practically has a spot with his name carved into it at the library. However. Peter loves being with Tony. Especially when they’re tangled together in the sheets. Like they are right now. Tony’s rough hands gracefully glide over Peter’s chest as the billionaire peppers him with kisses. His lips are hot on his own, always the slightest bit demanding but yet so soft and caring it makes Peter’s heart flutter in his chest every single time.
“Tony…” he whispers in the other man’s mouth. The low grumble he gets as a response makes him shiver. “-I’ve missed you so much.” “Missed you too, c’mere.” His fingers dig into Peter’s back as he pulls him in closer. His hands reach up to Peter’s shoulder to slide off the button-up he so slowly unbuttoned earlier, enjoying the hungry look on Peter’s face. It doesn’t matter how many times Tony undresses Peter. The sight takes away his breath every single time. How do a shirt and a sweater hide the fact that Peter is so strong. The lines carve his pale skin as if he’s a marble statue for Tony to marvel at.
The boy sighs happily as he feels the cold air on his back, together with Tony’s fingers tracing down to his hips. Peter gently holds Tony’s face, urging him to kiss him even deeper. A muffled groan escapes Peter’s lips when Tony pauses the movement of his hands. "P-please,” he whimpers into Tony’s mouth. Tony’s chuckle shoots through Peter like a bolt of electricity. Peter never admitted it out loud to Tony but he loved how composed the older man was - up until a certain point that was. He loved feeling taken care of like that. Knowing he was safe. Wanted. Loved it when Tony teased him into pleading for more. “Please, what?” Peter frowns with his eyes closed as he presses his lips back on Tony’s. “More,” Peter urges. “K-keep going.” Tony slides his hands beneath the waistband of Peter’s jeans and grips him tightly.
“Like this, baby?” Peter can’t help but grind down against Tony as he gasps a broken “Y-yeah, fuck.” “Language.” Tony’s stern voice made Peter huff. “What are you gonna do about it, you’re not my dad.” There’s a short pause and Peter’s left eye twitches when he notices Tony’s flushed face. The billionaire clears his throat and collects himself. “Old enough to be your dad.” “Don’t ruin the moment, Tony.” “Then stop reminding me, boy. Now take off my shirt.” Peter chuckles and wiggles his eyebrows before moving to tug at Tony’s shirt. “Yes, daddy,” he snorts, pretending not to notice Tony shifting. He decides to let it go for now and smiles up as he moves back a bit to create enough space to unbuckle Tony’s belt. His gaze lowers as well as he tries to pull the fabric down. Tony lifts his hips up and kicks it off his feet with Peter’s help. Peter stares at the outline of Tony’s dick through his underwear. He swallows, realizing his mouth is dry, and he licks his lips. He’s been thinking about this for quite some time now, and he finally feels bold enough to straight up ask. He doesn’t look up at Tony, to avoid the piercing gaze of his mentor. Instead, his eyes are locked on what he wants.
“Tony, I… Can I please suck you off? I want to try.” “Are you sure?” Tony presses his lips on top of each other. “I don’t want you to do anything you’re not certain of.” Peter breathes through his nose, finally daring to look up at Tony, who nearly falls apart at the sight of Peter’s big, doe eyes. “I want this,” he whispers breathlessly. “Need this.” Tony needs to do everything he can to not grab the boy and fuck him hard, because by god, does this sweet angel deserve it. “Alright then,” Tony says with a smile. He nods at Peter and looks down at his cock, twitching under the fabric of his underwear. “I’m all yours, Peter.”
Peter licks his lips once more and shuffles back a bit. Leaning forward, he tugs the underwear down and takes a deep breath when he realizes just how close he is to actually doing this. He curls his fingers around the base of Tony’s cock, as always. He gives a few gentle strokes up and down, enjoying the ragged breaths leaving the other man’s lips. He moves closer this time, closer than he’s ever been, and slowly licks at the tip.
The high-pitched moan that he’s met with is the best thing he’s ever heard and he’s going to do anything he can to hear it again. Eagerly, he sucks the head into his mouth now. Tony didn’t expect Peter to go at it so quickly and bucks forward involuntarily, groaning Peter’s name. Peter pulls back, leaving his lips on the tip as he looks up at Tony. “Am I doing it right?” If Tony could laugh, he would. But shit, he’s so goddamn hard and Peter is so goddamn beautiful and he still can’t believe that someone like Peter would do this for him. Would choose him. “F-fuck, Peter, yes, you’re doing so well for me, keep going.”
Peter’s dick twitches in his pants at the praise and before his conscious mind gets the chance to make a “Language” joke, his mouth is already wrapped around Tony again. Eager to please, he re-adjusts himself and continues sucking. His eyes close for a second, relishing in how full Tony makes him feel. Though, at the same time, he’s confronted with how empty he is as he clenches around nothing. Peter grips Tony’s hip with his free hand and works hard to remember how Tony made him feel good all those nights. He hollows his cheeks and runs his tongue over the length of the shaft. He whimpers when Tony grabs a fistful of his hair. His own cock twitches against the strain of his jeans.
“Just like that-” Tony sighs as his hips buck again. “So good for me-” Peter nearly loses his mind and works even faster, sucking even harder. He wants every drip of Tony’s come and right now there’s only one way to get it. And he’s going to get it. Whatever it takes. His head bobs up and down and Tony’s breathing starts to become erratic. His moans are like music to Peter and he hums around the shaft, feeling Tony’s cock twitch. Tony’s close. Peter looks up at him again and the man lets out an exasperated sigh at the sight of this sweet, young boy. “Such a good boy, Peter, fuck, you’re so pretty-AH!” Peter’s eyes roll back in their sockets and he bobs his head automatically at the pet name, the sight and the sensation causing Tony to tip over the edge. “Ffffuck!”
Peter sloppily tries to take it all, but the excess drips down his chin and he pulls back, gasping for air. Tony falls backwards onto the bed, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes.
I did not just say that. Please, tell me I did not just say that.
“Mr. Stark?” The billionaire immediately jolts to sit upright and he could kick himself for feeling his dick twitch again already at the scene in front of him. Peter’s on his butt on the tiled floor, legs bent to either side of him. His hands wiped his face and though they haven’t gotten rid of all of it, most of Tony’s cum is dripping down his fingers. His hair is all over the place and he’s staring at the billionaire with glassy eyes. “Hey-” Tony gets up to move to his protégé as quickly as he can. He gets on his knees in front of the boy and moves some stray hairs out of his face. “Are you okay?” Peter nods slightly and stares at Tony wide-eyed. “C-” Peter pauses, seemingly trying to figure out the right way to say what he wants to say. Tony holds his breath. “Can you call me that again?”
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Peter walks into the lab and puts the jar on the table right in front of him. The loud thud has Tony turn around with a hand pressed to his chest and a startled look on his face. When he realizes it’s Peter, he relaxes and raises one eyebrow. “Jeez, kid, you gotta stop sneaking up on me like that.” “I’m Spider-Man, remember? Sneaking is my thing.” Peter cocks his head. “Besides, I wasn’t even trying to be quiet this time. How’s your hearing?” “One more joke about my age and you’re on the couch tonight, you hear me?” Peter puts up a cheeky smile. “I honestly don’t think you’d want me on the couch tonight once I elaborate on the elephant in the room.” Peter’s fingers tap the lid of the jar. Tony now raises both eyebrows, urging Peter to continue. Peter straightens his back. “The elephant being the- uh. The jar.” Peter clears his throat and Tony laughs softly. “I got that, kid.”
Tony stands up and saunters towards Peter, resting his hand on top of his lover’s. “So, what’s with the jar?” Tony smiles wide. A curious gleam makes his eyes shimmer. Peter puts Tony’s hand on top of the jar, the smug grin on his face causing Tony to narrow his eyes. “Well, I figured since we found out that… We’re into more than we thought we were- or at least… I am. I mean, you already knew, but. Wait.” Peter pulls his hands back and shakes his head slightly to collect his thoughts. It’s a nervous tick Tony finds all too endearing. As if shaking your head would make your scrambled thoughts re-align again. It works for Peter, and it looks absolutely adorable, so Tony’s not complaining. “What I’m trying to say is, I thought we could write our kinks down on little pieces on paper, put them in here and every time I’m with you we draw one and try it out together?”
“Peter…” It’s Tony’s turn to take his hand off the jar. He moves back a little and takes a deep breath. “That’s a lovely idea, I just… I’m into some weird shit and I don’t want to scare you off. Are you sure you want to dive into that? If we keep it as things are now, I’d love it just as much.” “So, you don’t want to do any of that with me then?” “Fuck, Peter, no, I do. I… I do want to do that with you. All of it.” Sinful images of Peter bent in different kinds of positions flash in front of Tony’s face. Tied up. Collared. On his knees. Or desperately getting off by humping Tony’s thighs. Tony can hear it all. The whimpers that would leave Peter’s mouth. The moans. The sighs. Fuck, Tony wants Peter to feel right in all the wrong ways. But it’s not fair on him. He’s never done any of this before. He didn’t even know he liked being called a good boy before last night. This jar thing might speed things up fast. Too fast. And the last thing Tony wants is Peter not wanting him anymore. “But you’re so new to all of this. I don’t want you to feel pressured.”
“I don’t feel pressured. At all.” Peter takes a step towards Tony, forcing the billionaire to look into his eyes to see the resolution. The determination. “I want this.” He wants to explore. And there’s no one he’d rather explore with than Tony. “Please, tell me you want this too. Tell me you want me.” “Oh, Peter, I want to do so many things with you, you have no idea.” Tony’s hands tangle in Peter’s hair, causing the boy to lean into the touch, closing his eyes. “I want you, and you know that.” “Good,” Peter whispers before his eyes open and he takes a quick step away from Tony. “Cause I got mine written down.”
Peter reaches for the jar and twists the lid off. He carefully places it on the table and stuffs his hands into his pockets. When he takes them back out, both his hands are stuffed with little pieces of paper. Tony’s eyes go wide. He can’t help but search for any pen lines. Any clue as to what Peter wants to try with him. The number of folded papers makes Tony’s brain short-circuit. Are there really so many things Peter wants to try that they haven’t done yet? Peter’s angelic laugh snaps him out of it. “No peeking!” Peter smiles as he drops the paper into the jar. “You’re making this very hard, kid.” Peter glances down at Tony’s crotch with a cheeky grin on his face. “Or am I making you hard?” A growl escapes Tony’s lips and he pulls Peter towards him. “Shut up and kiss me.”
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shishidoryofan · 5 years
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Peanut Butter or Nutella- DickKory AU
I wrote this for @lightdusk96 Birthday (Happy B-day!). This is a poorly written excuse for a lame comedy with some fluff. Enjoy.
The judge sighed as he walked into the courtroom. At this point he knew the two standing behind the podiums quite well, but that did not mean the judge wanted to see them.
When was the last time? Three months ago when Mr. Grayson claimed his wife hated him after she ate the last of his supposedly ‘limited time only cereal’ that he had been saving. Mrs. Grayson had counter-claimed it by saying her husband tells her she eats cereal wrong, so it was justified.
The time before that was when they decided they just simply could not live together anymore because of differences in opinion. What was that difference you may ask?
They had went grocery shopping and could not decide on if peanuts belonged in peanut butter or not. According to witnesses, there were a quite a few peanut butter jars thrown around… in and out of their basket. They had settled that case (and a meaningless divorce the judge was not going to grant) by their daughter mentioning she wanted nutella…then there was a fight on which was better, Peanut Butter or Nutella.
The time before that, Mr. Grayson and Mrs. Grayson wanted a divorce because they could not decide if water is wet or if it just made things wet.
To sum it up, he knew The Graysons very well.
Behind the left podium stood Mr. Richard Grayson. He was dressed all nice with a blue collared shirt and a nice pair of black slacks. He was usually composed so calm, but today he had this uncharacteristic look on his face. He kept sending glances at his wife.
Occupying the right podium was Mrs. Kory Anders-Grayson. She was wearing a medium length blue dress with a black sweater over it. She also kept sending glances at her husband, but her glances just came out as little pouts.
‘I regret even getting out of bed for this.’ The judge thought to himself as he settled down on his leather chair. He looked at the plaintiff, Mr. Grayson. “So what is our case this time Grayson? Kory picked up the wrong jelly or something?”
Dick started to open his mouth, and the judge quickly got her book out so he can preoccupy himself during the argument. It is not like he was actually going to give them his undivided attention. It was useless when it came to The Graysons.
That is attention he can be giving to actual court-cases; not a couple who are on their 12th time being in this courtroom.
“With all due respect your Honor, the defendant has proven over the past two months that she no longer loves me like she use to.” He gave another glance at Kory who was fuming at the mouth. “It’s sad, your Honor, when you marry and have a kid with someone just to see signs of the love dying.”
“Richard- Richard you ##@!” His wife continued to shout a few more words the judge did not understand, but the look on Dick’s face told the judge that they were very ill-mannered.
The judge slowly put down his book. Maybe he can be entertained a few more minutes before ultimately denying their request for a divorce.
“Your counter Mrs. Grayson?”
Kory folded her arms. “He wanted me to get rid of my stuff animals! I said no. I have recently learned how to knit and Mar’i really adores the stuff elephant and tiger I made for her.”
The judge smiled. He always enjoyed when they talked about their daughter. It was kind of hard not to have any affection for her when her parents have been coming to his courtroom since she was a baby.
He then turned back to Dick. “So explain to me what’s the issue Mr. Grayson? It seems like your wife here was just making toys for your daughter to play with.”
Dick shook his head. “Your Honor, our bedroom is full of those stuff animals. Decorated from front to end. I walk into my bedroom and they are staring at me. I open my eyes and they are looking into my soul.” Dick turned his head towards Kory and frowned.
Kory puffed up at the accusation. “They are cute. I always make sure I sew in a smile on each of their little faces.”
“That’s not the problem Kory!” Dick then turned back to the judge. “Your Honor, do you not understand what being in an overcrowded room with those things feels like?! Just think what it is doing to our sex life!”
“I do not wish to think about your sex life-”
“My wife and I would be in the middle of a heat of passion when I would mistakenly direction my vision for a short second. There, they would be straight up looking at me as I thrus-”
“Mr. Grayson!” The judge intercepted. “Now, can we get a word from one of your witnesses. Starting with you Mrs. Grayson, go ahead.” He watched as Kory turned around to her witness, who was sitting down on the bench behind her.
Garfield did not even try to look away from his phone as he spoke his lines. “Dick is a horrible husband. He eats peanut butter wrong and snores in his sleep.”
He’s getting more monotone every case. Of course, Garfield looks like he rather be anywhere but here in this courtroom.
“Thank you Mr. Logan.” He then turned to Dick. “Now for your witness Mr. Grayson?”
Garfield got up from his spot by Kory and moved to the other side by Dick. He sat down and yawn, his attention still not leaving his phone. “Kory is a horrible wife. She eats the wrong peanut butter and dro-”
The judge slammed on his desk. “Mr. Grayson, we have been through this. You can not have the same witness as your wife!” The judge sighed again. He was almost ready to just close this entire court case this instance.
Dick glared at his wife. “Kory, give Garfield to me. He’s my witness. I’m even taking him out for pizza with Mar’i after this.”
Kory stomped her feet in reaction to her husband. “He’s mine! I’m even taking him and Rae to that new restaurant that opened up.”
“He’s my witness Kory!” Dick turned to Garfield. “I’ll buy you whatever you want for a whole month.”
“I’ll buy you whatever you want for a whole year!” Kory shot mental daggers at her husband before turning to Garfield.
“I’ll get you anything you want forever!”
“I’ll get you anything you want for infinity!”
“That’s the same thing Kory!”
“@## @@#!”
“Kory!!”
The judge still could not understand what she was saying, but the fact that their friend Garfield actually looked away from his phone in horror meant that it was not something nice. Whatever Kory had said also made her husband loose his composure because he was using the podium to keep his balance.
“Kory,” Dick had said somewhat meekly. “Let us compromise. You get to keep your stuff animals and I get to keep Garfield as a witness. I’ll even help you find a better way to arrange them when we get home.” Such a nice husband.
Kory nodded her head. “Deal, but to tell you the truth Richard, I had plan on eventually giving a lot them away. Maybe to our daughter’s pre-school mates as a Christmas present?”
“Honey, you are so thoughtful. That’s exactly why I love you.” Dick left his podium and walked over to his wife’s podium. He wrapped his arms around her waist and connected his lips to her for a kiss.
Garfield raised his hand up. “Uh, can I leave now? I have to go pick up Mar’i and the kids from school.”
This was always the best part about every Grayson divorce case. Somehow, without the judge interference, Dick and Kory always made up before the judge could actually deny them a divorce. Usually one would give in at the end while the other party would follow just in time for the big kiss as the finishing finale.
The Graysons were an entertainment piece as a couple who just did not or could not understand that every petty argument should not lead into a divorce. But the judge had to admit, it was funny to see what petty argument the Graysons could get themselves into every few months.
☻♥
The next divorce case is not even three months later when the judge finds himself looking at the couple standing behind adjacent podiums again.
This time a four months pregnant Kory wanted to divorce her husband because they could not decide on names for their new expecting baby. Her husband also apparently hated her now because Dick refused to buy her pizza with mustard, honey, and barbecue sauce added to it because it would give her a bad stomach ache.
Well, at least The Graysons kept the judge amused.
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1. I live on the Eastern Hemisphere. 2. My nails are painted a dark color. 3. There is someone else in the room with me. 4. It’s one of my relatives’ birthday today. 7. I ate breakfast this morning. 8. My favorite color is purple. 9. I have at least one sister. 10. I use Degree deodorant. 11. I live in a big city. 12. I hate the way my bedroom is decorated. 13. I would never have white walls unless there’s color in some of the furniture. 14. I still have braces on my teeth. 15. My birthday is in winter. 16. I usually read for fun. 17. I use Post-Its a lot. 18. I’m a vegetarian or a vegan. 19. I live in a really small state. country. 20. There is nothing to do in my town. 21. My parents are divorced. 22. I cannot stand when little kids curse. 23. I’m going out with my friends tonight. 24. I actually like staying at home sometimes. 25. One of my favorite things to wear is hoodies. 26. I follow sports, but I don’t play them. 27. My favorite color is unpopular. 28. I’m attending my first year of college this school year. 29. I hear a dog barking right now. 30. I have seen a dog and a catfight. 31. I drive a red car. 32. My laptop, or computer, is black. 33. One of my friends is really annoying. 34. I don’t smoke weed or do any other stupid drug. 35. I don’t have a job at the moment. 36. One of my friends has a baby of their own. 37. I have a boyfriend/girlfriend. 38. I go to parties often. 39. I’d rather use a fan than an air conditioner. 40. I watch a lot of YouTube videos. 41. I have a piece of jewelry that I wear all the time. 42. Sometimes I wish I can move far away. 43. I want to be a doctor when I’m older. 44. My siblings and parents fight all the time. 45. You can find my favorite animal at a zoo. 46. I brush my teeth three times a day. 47. My mom and I are really close. 48. I’m secretly really jealous of my sibling. 49. I love to take showers in the morning. It wakes me up. 50. I hate flip flops and I never wear them.
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[1990]
Home Alone  Ghost Dances With Wolves Pretty Woman Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles The Hunt For Red October Total Recall Die Hard 2: Die Harder Dick Tracy Kindergarten Cop Back to the Future III Presumed Innocent Days of Thunder Another 48 HRS. Three Men and A Little Lady
[1991]
Terminator 2: Judgement Day Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves Beauty and the Beast The Silence of the Lambs City Slickers Hook The Addams Family Sleeping With the Enemy Father of the Bride The Naked Gun 2 ½: The Smell of Fear Fried Green Tomatoes Cape Fear Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II Backdraft Star Trek IV: The Undiscovered Country
[1992]
Aladdin Home Alone 2: Lost In New York Batman Returns Lethal Weapon 3 A Few Good Men Sister Act The Bodyguard Wayne’s World Basic Instinct A League of Their Own Unforgiven The Hand That Rocks the Cradle Under Siege Patriot Games Bram Stoker’s Dracula
[1993]
Jurassic Park Mrs. Doubtfire The Fugitive The Firm Sleepless In Seattle Indecent Proposal In the Line of Fire The Pelican Brief Schindler’s List Cliffhanger Free Willy Philadelphia Groundhog Day Grumpy Old Men Cool Runnings
[1994]
Forrest Gump The Lion King True Lies The Santa Clause The Flintstones Dumb and Dumber Clear and Present Danger Speed The Mask Pulp Fiction Interview With the Vampire Maverick The Client Disclosure Star Trek: Generations
[1995]
Toy Story Batman Forever Apollo 13 Pocahontas Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls Goldeneye Jumanji Casper Seven Die Hard: With A Vengeance Crimson Tide Waterworld Dangerous Minds Mr. Holland’s Opus While You Were Sleeping
[1996]
Independence Day Twister Mission Impossible Jerry Maguire Ransom 101 Dalmatians The Rock The Nutty Professor The Birdcage A Time To Kill The First Wives Club Phenomenon Scream Eraser The Hunchback of Notre Dame
[1997]
Titanic Men In Black Jurassic Park: The Lost World Liar Liar Air Force One As Good As It Gets Good Will Hunting My Best Friend’s Wedding Tomorrow Never Dies Face/Off Batman and Robin George of the Jungle Scream 2 Con Air Contact
[1998]
Saving Private Ryan Armageddon There’s Something About Mary A Bug’s Life The Waterboy Doctor Dolittle Rush Hour Deep Impact Godzilla Patch Adams Lethal Weapon 4 The Truman Show Mulan You’ve Got Mail Enemy of the State
[1999]
Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace The Sixth Sense Toy Story 2 Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me The Matrix Tarzan Big Daddy The Mummy Runaway Bride The Blair Witch Project Stuart Little The Green Mile American Beauty The World Is Not Enough Double Jeopardy
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amsterdam: messy hair, open-minded, old notebooks, the color black, smudged eyeliner, eye bags, gentle kisses, bruised knuckles, black coffee, sneaking out at midnight, starry skies, holding hands, blushing, wandering through cities /7
tokyo: soft smiles, looks intimidating, intelligent beings, mirror selfies, watching horror movies, rainy days, great sense of fashion, photography, writing poems, misty forests, fantasy books, the scent of vanilla, cats, green tea /6
london: powerful presence, conspiracy theories, astronomy, believes in fate, cares but doesn’t show it, late night talks, fuzzy socks, hot chocolate, genuine laughs, trying to be the better version of themselves, introverted /5
paris: oversized sweaters, roses, indie songs, coffee shops, longing after romance, nostalgia, ponytails, rosy cheeks, painted nails, taking polaroid pictures, pretty handwriting, playing the ukulele, thrift-shopping, freckles /6
I am: Amsterdam. 
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losers club at christmas hcs
for @kaspdrak <3 
join my 100 celebration!!!
- gonna say this right out the gates bc when its not acknowledged.... im angry
- stan celebrates Hanukkah and the other losers all give him extra presents for it
-  also they love to hear abt hanukkah traditions from stan?? like some of their early days in december are spent sitting around stan’s fireplace drinking cider and listening to him just.. explain the whole holiday & its history 
- stan is very very proud of his heritage and loves that his friends are super respectful and don’t force alternate customs on him (but he most certainly gives them all presents bc he LOVES HIS FRIENDS)
- the losers always have a post-christmas party where they exchange gifts bc they’re all stuck with their families on the actual holidays
- but pre-holidays??? early december??? first snow??? these kids are unstoppable
- im talkin snow men, im talkin sledding down main street, im talkin christmas light competitions
- richie and bill may or may not have blocked off an entire coldesac to build forts for their epic five hour snowball fight
- eddie is obsessed with having the best decorations. this motherfucker will kill to have the best lights on the block
- him and mike team up bc mike is super fast & organized as he staples lights on the roof how?? 
- mike’s family doesn’t really like decorating but they are all for mike helping the others out (and his grandpa actually has a great time when mike takes him on a tour of all the loser’s houses he helped decorate)
- the loser’s driving around in ben’s mom’s car touring christmas lights that are set to radio stations
- eddie’s mom is adamant he Will Get Hypothermia so she bundles him in so many layers he looks like the little brother from christmas story
- which richie talks about for months
- the losers watching christmas story in bills living room 
- “you know im really glad we don’t believe in santa. this guy is fucking creepy”
- “you’re just jealous”
- “jealous of what richie? i get more presents on more days and there aren’t fat angry strangers breaking into my house”
- ben burns everyone mix cds for their presents with songs he thinks they will love
- he has impeccable taste and everyone thinks their mix cds are the bomb
- beverly is the QUEEN of winter fashion
- truly the master of ugly christmas sweaters
- her only competition? eddie, who wears them not to be ironic but because mrs. k makes him
- richie does not know how to dress for the season and is always this close to frostbite & doesn’t even notice
- like this bitch still wears his ratty ass converse in two feet of snow
- bev loves to make everyone pancakes in the mornings after sleepovers, and during christmas time she starts making festive shapes
- ben gets really hype and starts giving her new ideas, like mixing in red and green food coloring
- bill’s bike gets fucked up in the snow quite a few times which gives mike a good excuse to stay over and help fix silver and also hang out with his best fucking friend
- their post-christmas parties are always when parents are out doing after-christmas shopping and last minute family visits so they’re usually unattended
- when they’re seniors richie brings spiked egg nog and they all get trashed in bill’s garage
- christmas crackers with the paper crowns inside (don’t think about how cute richie thinks eddie is in his paper crown)
- everyone gets each other presents bc what kind of friends don’t get each and every one of their pals a damn present
- some of them can’t really afford to go out and buy too many things, but they all regift well (bill’s extended family don’t know him too well so they usually give him random crap, but sometimes he gets something that he thinks his friend will love and saves it for their party)
- bev makes handmade jewelry for the boys every year (they’re all decked out in woven bracelets that will last till they die)
- we’ve already talked about bens cds but i just wanna mention them again bc ben makes the best cds fight me
- mike usually puts together a basket of homemade things from the farm for each of them (bread he baked, jam his grandmother made, wool socks)
- eddie usually gets to shop with his allowance so he gets them each something practical but special
- richie usually doesn’t have any money to get gifts with but he always makes sure to make them all super heartfelt & hilarious cards (which include horrible puns, terrible drawings, and sappy as hell love notes) 
- bill usually regifts or buys them nice things he finds at the mall. honestly psychic with gifts. inventor of the phrase “i saw this and thought of you”
- stan always gets them books. the first party they had he had no idea what to get them because he didn’t know everyone perfectly, so he gave them all old books from his library. they actually played well so every year since he scours used book stores year round to find the perfect book to give
- sometimes they’re joke books (he once gave richie an entire yiddish dictionary because he was being a dick about potato pancakes. richie still uses it regularly)
- speaking of joke gifts, you bet these mother fuckers do a white elephant every year
- bill usually plays nice and puts a good present in, knowing everyone else is going to be savage as fuck
- ben is sometimes kind with his too, putting in something benign like a five dollar bill in a really oversized box. sure it’s a dick to open, but at least he didn’t put underwear in it like richie did one year
- bev and richie are the meanest when it comes to white elephant presents
- like whoever goes the first few rounds avoids the packages richie and bev put in like the plague
- eddie tries to be devious but is actually really bad at coming up with clever shitty presents 
- mike and stan are the kings of putting in the most random crap
- like honestly stan just saves weird shit from his room purges and uses that to confuse the rest of the group
- mike is always a really good sport about getting the crappy presents
- eddie is not
- especially if he gets stuck with whatever richie put in
- “RICHIE I SWEAR TO GOD IF I GET STUCK WITH YOUR USED DEODORANT AGAIN THIS YEAR-”
- “eds, you can’t get gifted something you already have! it’s my toothbrush this time!”
- “e-e-eddie! quit throwing sh-shoes in my house!!”
- ben and bev falling asleep on bills couch at the end of the night in coordinating christmas sweaters bev found
- each of the couples getting each other a small extra present bc they’re in Love
- all of them feeling bad about mike being ‘left out’ so they get him something too
-so mike ends up with dozens of presents at the end of the night and extreme confusion
-but man is he feeling the love
- richie having mistletoe on a stick and holding it over eddies head about every fifteen minutes
- “oh shit eds! we’re under it again! how does this keep happening?!”
- “richie. you’re controlling it.”
- “oh no im sorry i cant hear you over the sound of me being compelled by this unbreakable christmas law”
-”riCHARD”
- bill warning all his friends to avoid his mothers terrible fruitcake
- stan eating it and loving it anyways
- “y-you can eat her f-f-fruitcake without barfing? i kn-knew we were meant to b-b-be”
- the losers at christmas ok
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magsy-blog1 · 7 years
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11 Questions tag
hhhhhh thx to my beautiful @cent-dix-huit for tagging me
1. 3 songs u started listening to this week
well maybe not this week but recently i’ve been playing ‘dance like we’re making love’ by ciara, 'gucci’ by jessi and 'dusk till dawn’ by zayn and (my everlasting love) sia on a loop
(also bts’ new album especially mic drop bc dude that shit is LiT)
2. what is your favorite conspiracy theory
what are thooose
(no but srsly tho I legit don’t even know any so answering this is kinda complicated)
3. tell me about a memory that you’d like to keep forever
it’s not exactly like a particular one but every dinner at home when we don’t fight and there’s no tension and nobody shouts and I just make my mom laugh so hard she cries is a tiny, beautiful piece of happiness that I wish sometimes I could record and watch again when things aren’t really at their best
4. your house is on fire! what are the 5 things you take?
(first of thank u so much for making those five and not only one bc I couldn’t have been able to answer)
my plushie (it’s an old worn out elephant but I can’t sleep without it so)
the two rings that look rly alike, are from the same store and were gifted to me by @cent-dix-huit and my mom which I have on basically everyday
my usb flash drive on which there is about everything i’ve written these past sixteen years
my favorite book aka The Great Gatsby
and probably my Pizza oversized sweater (also a present from @cent-dix-huit good god, you really are too good to me)
5. your go-to feel good food?
the kebab place two streets from my school
best fucking meal ever
6. you can meet someone that inspires you, what would you tell them?
i’d meet parris goebel and tell her she has made my love for dance and myself and my body grow so much from the moment i’ve discovered her work up until now; that she has taught me that women can be sexy and provocative and show off their bodies and be perfect, not vulgar, not obscene, not sluts; that I look up to her so much and I admire her art; that there’s quite frankly not much in this wolrd i’d want more than get to dance with her
7. where would u like to be right now?
either at a concert, at a party or under a blanket with @cent-dix-huit, junk food and mamma mia! on her laptop
8. chicken or pork?
uGGgggh u can’t do that to me
chicken but I’m only saying this bc sadly pork isn’t always with caramel while every kind of chicken is always the best kind
9. if you could have a superpower, what would it be and why?
i’ve pretty much wanted to be able to fly since I was a little kid so
idk I just think it’s so cool you know?? i’ve always had this dream of seeing the world from above and it just feels like it would be so great
(on another level i’d very much love to read into ppl’s minds bc srsly, that shit’d be rly useful)
10. what advice would u give 10-year-old you?
brush your hair. seriously, brush it. comb it. do something.
and stop cartwheeling while walking, yes, it’s impressive and kinda cool, but mostly it’s just weird and embarrassing to your parents. and on top of it you’ll get permanent scars on your palms for doing it on all types of surfaces and you really don’t want that.
11. rant a little. let it out.
I’m so sick of people calling others fag or bitch and getting offended, or worse laughing at your face, when you call them out on it because it’s not okay
I’m so sick of people not acknowledging your existence and making you feel insecure about yourself for the rest of the week and believing you did something wrong because you made explicit eye contact and they just turned around while you both clearly know the other was right there
I’m so sick of people saying “don’t eat this, you’re gonna get fat” or “why do you eat so much? you’re gonna get fat” like being fat is some kind of disease absolutely no one wants to catch because then no one would love you - and because I love food and I love eating and i’ve seriously heard this sentence way too much in my life already and I’m sick of it because honestly, I don’t really give a fuck if I get fat as long as I feel good but you’re already making it way too hard for me to like myself the way I am just now, so thank you for ruining my confidence
I’m so sick of people thinking it’s alright to make jokes that are racist/homophobic/misogynistic and brushing it off when I get pissed of with “it’s just a joke” “just between friends” well you know what, jokes about me belonging in the kitchen or gay men being effeminate in a sense that is bad because you shouldn’t be like a woman when you aren’t one because it’s already degrading enough to be one or about black people eating bananas or about asian people having small dicks don’t make me laugh, have never made me laugh and will never make me laugh so yeah, sorry to be such a buzzkill but if you’re gonna do these types of jokes, just don’t
I’m so sick of feeling pressured everyday, to look good, to be cool, to know the right thing to say at the right time with the right people, to not be boring, because honestly all of this requires so much more social aptitudes than I have and I’m already way too tired
I’m sick of people telling me to shut up when I start ranting about feminism because honestly YOU shut up, you absolute piece of shit, I’m actually trying to educate you on something that you do unconsciously and which is really bad and instead of telling me to go back to my stove you should just shut it and listen to me because it’s not because I’m not a boy that my words hold less value
And I’m so sick of this world telling me I have to know what I’m gonna do and work in as a grown-up when I’m barely sixteen and still a kid with a head full of dreams that I really don’t want you to break as well.
Guess that is all lmao, here come my questions, and anyone, just feel free to answer them, love y’all
1. what’s the one thing you’d really want to be like super good at?
2. what’s the movie that always makes you smile so damn much and makes you so damn happy no matter how many times you’ve watched it already?
3. if you had to choose only one fic to read for the rest of your life, which one would it be?
4. what AU would you like to live in?
5. what is the most important lesson life has given you so far?
6. what is your favorite instant noodles flavor I need to know
7. give me some chill songs to listen to plss?
8. do you like anyone?
9. what does family mean to you?
10. if you got to learn a language, which one would it be?
11. if you had one last place to go to before you died, where’d you go?
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ralphspina-blog1 · 7 years
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Beatles songs for Band of Brothers characters
AND HERE IS PART THREE OF MY TOTALLY UNPLANNED BUT AWESOME (i hope) HBO WAR PLAYLIST TRILOGY! It’s going behind a read more because it’s insanely long, and I do apologise to anyone who doesn’t have their fav on here, but the cast size and the discography scope could’ve combined to have me doing this forever. I had to throw down some limits. Thank you for coming on this wild ride with me! Or if you’ve just tuned in, welcome, and I hope you enjoy <3
Dick Winters: Hey Jude // And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain / Don't carry the world upon your shoulders / For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool / By making his world a little colder / So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin / You're waiting for someone to perform with / And don't you know that it's just you? / Hey Jude, you'll do / The movement you need is on your shoulder
Lewis Nixon: Baby, You’re a Rich Man // How does it feel to be one of the beautiful people? / Now that you know who you are, what do you want to be? / And have you traveled very far? / Far as the eye can see / Tuned to a natural E / Happy to be that way / Now that you've found another key, what are you going to play?
Harry Welsh:  All My Loving // Close your eyes and I'll kiss you / Tomorrow I'll miss you / Remember I'll always be true / And then while I'm away, I'll write home every day / And I'll send all my loving to you / I'll pretend that I'm kissing the lips I am missing / And hope that my dreams will come true / And then while I'm away, I'll write home every day / And I'll send all my loving to you
 Ron Speirs: The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill // He went out tiger hunting with his elephant and gun / In case of accidents, he always took his mom / He's the all American bullet-headed saxon mother's son / Deep in the jungle where the mighty tiger lies / Bill and his elephants were taken by surprise / So Captain Marvel zapped in right between the eyes / The children asked him if to kill was not a sin / Not when he looked so fierce, his mother butted in / If looks could kill it would have been us instead of him
 Carwood Lipton: While My Guitar Gently Weeps // I look at the world and I notice it's turning / While my guitar gently weeps / With every mistake, we must surely be learning / Still my guitar gently weeps / I don't know how nobody told you how to unfold your love / I don't know how someone controlled you / They bought and sold you / I look at you all / I see the love there that's sleeping / While my guitar gently weeps
 Donald Malarkey: With a Little Help From My Friends // What do I do when my love is away / (Does it worry you to be alone?) / How do I feel by the end of the day / (Are you sad because you're on your own?) / Would you believe in a love at first sight? / Yes, I'm certain that it happens all the time / What do you see when you turn out the light? / I can't tell you, but I know it's mine / I’ll get by with a little help from my friends
 Bill Guarnere: Getting Better // Me used to be angry young man / Me hiding me head in the sand / You gave me the word, I finally heard / I'm doing the best that I can / Man, I was mean, but I'm changing my scene / And I'm doing the best that I can / I've got to admit, it's getting better / A little better all the time/ Can’t get no worse
 George Luz: Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band // It was twenty years ago today / Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play / They've been going in and out of style / But they're guaranteed to raise a smile / So may I introduce to you / The act you've known for all these years / Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band / It's wonderful to be here / It's certainly a thrill / You're such a lovely audience / We'd like to take you home with us / We'd love to take you home
 Joe Liebgott: Hey Bulldog // Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles / What makes you think you're something special when you smile? / Childlike, no one understands / Jackknife in your sweaty hands / Some kind of innocence is measured out in years / You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears / Some kind of solitude is measured out in you / You think you know me, but you haven't got a clue
 Buck Compton: Yesterday // Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away / Now it looks as though they're here to stay / Oh, I believe in yesterday / Suddenly I'm not half the man I used to be / There's a shadow hanging over me / Oh, yesterday came suddenly / Yesterday love was such an easy game to play / Now I need a place to hide away
 Skip Muck & Alex Penkala: Two of us // Two of us riding nowhere / Spending someone's hard earned pay / Two of us Sunday driving / Not arriving / On our way back home / Two of us sending postcards / Writing letters on my wall / You and me burning matches / Lifting latches / On our way back home / You and I have memories longer than the road that stretches out ahead
 Eugene Roe: Dear Prudence // Dear Prudence, open up your eyes / Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies / The wind is low, the birds will sing that you are part of everything / Dear Prudence, won't you open up your eyes? / Dear Prudence, let me see you smile / Dear Prudence, like a little child / The clouds will be a daisy chain / So let me see you smile again
 Babe Heffron: Help! // When I was younger, so much younger than today / I never needed anybody's help in any way / But now these days are gone, and I'm not so self assured / And now I find I've changed my mind, I've opened up the doors / And now my life has changed in oh so many ways / My independence seems to vanish in the haze / But ev'ry now and then I feel so insecure / I know that I just need you like I've never done before
 Joe Toye: Helter Skelter // When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide / Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride / ‘Til I get to the bottom and I see you again / Do you, don't you want me to love you? / I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you / Will you, won't you want me to make you? / I'm coming down fast but don't let me break you / Tell me, tell me / Tell me the answer / You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer
 Frank Perconte: Old Brown Shoe // If I grow up I'll be a singer / Wearing rings on every finger/ Not worrying what they or you say / I'll live and love and maybe someday / Who knows, baby, you may comfort me / I may appear to be imperfect / My love is something you can't reject / I'm changing faster than the weather / If you and me should get together / Who knows, baby, you may comfort me
 Floyd Talbert: One after 909 // My baby said she's trav'ling on the one after 909 / I said move over honey I'm traveling on that line / I said move over once, move over twice / Come on baby don't be cold as ice / Said she's trav'ling on the one after 909 / I got my bag, run to the station / Railman says you've got the the wrong location / I got my bag, run right home / Then I find I've got the number wrong
 Charles Grant: Any Time At All // If you're feeling sorry and sad, I'd really sympathize / If the sun has faded away, I'll try to make it shine / There's nothing I won't do / If you need a shoulder to cry on, I hope it will be mine / Call me tonight, and I'll come to you / Any time at all, all you've gotta do is call and I'll be there
 Bull Randleman: Fixing a Hole // I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in / And stops my mind from wandering / Where it will go / I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door / And kept my mind from wandering / Where it will go / And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong / I'm right where I belong I'm right / Where I belong / I'm taking the time for a number of things that weren't important yesterday
 Johnny Martin: Good Morning, Good Morning // Going to work, don't want to go, feeling low down / Heading for home, you start to roam, then you're in town / Everybody knows there's nothing doing / Everything is closed, it's like a ruin / Everyone you see is half asleep / And you're on your own, you're in the street / Good morning, good morning / Nothing has changed, it's still the same / I've got nothing to say but it's okay / Good morning, good morning
 David Webster: We Can Work it Out // Think of what you're saying / You can get it wrong and still you think that it's alright / Think of what I'm saying / We can work it out and get it straight, or say good night / Try to see it my way / Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong / While you see it your way / There's a chance that we may fall apart before too long / We can work it out
 Shifty Powers: All You Need is Love // There’s nothing you can make that can't be made / No one you can save that can't be saved / Nothing you can do, but you can learn how to be you in time / It's easy / Nothing you can know that isn't known / Nothing you can see that isn't shown / Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be / It's easy/ All you need is love
 Skinny Sisk: Boys // I been told when a boy kiss a girl / Take a trip around the world / My girl says when I kiss her lips / Gets a thrill through her fingertips / Yeah, she say ya do / Well, I’m talking about boys / Don’t you know I mean boys / What a bundle of joy!
 Renee Lemaire: Eleanor Rigby // Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name / Nobody came / Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave / No one was saved / All the lonely people / Where do they all come from? / All the lonely people / Where do they all belong?
 Ralph Spina: When I’m Sixty-Four // I could be handy, mending a fuse when your lights have gone / You can knit a sweater by the fireside / Sunday mornings, go for a ride / Doing the garden, digging the weeds / Who could ask for more / Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm sixty-four?
 Albert Blithe: Blackbird // Blackbird singing in the dead of night / Take these broken wings and learn to fly / All your life / You were only waiting for this moment to arise / Blackbird singing in the dead of night / Take these sunken eyes and learn to see / All your life / You were only waiting for this moment to be free / Blackbird fly, blackbird fly / Into the light of the dark black night
 John Janovec: A Day In the Life // I read the news today, oh boy / About a lucky man who made the grade / And though the news was rather sad / Well, I just had to laugh / I saw the photograph / I saw a film today, oh boy / The English army had just won the war / A crowd of people turned away / But I just had to look, having read the book
 Herbert Sobel: I’m Looking Through You // I'm looking through you, where did you go? / I thought I knew you / What did I know? / You don't look different, but you have changed / I'm looking through you / You're not the same / You're thinking of me the same old way / You were above me, but not today / The only difference is you're down there / I'm looking through you, and you’re nowhere
 Norman Dike: Nowhere Man // He’s a real nowhere man / Living in his nowhere land / Making all his nowhere plans for nobody / Doesn’t have a point of view / Knows not where he’s going to / Isn’t he a bit like you and me? / Nowhere Man, don’t worry / Take your time, don’t hurry / Leave it all ‘til somebody else lends you a hand
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Mission: Impossible Probably Doesn’t Have This Much Gay Panic
aka that ridiculous super tropey cliched jeremwood gta fic i started ages ago and have now finished as a valentine’s gift for @ryanthepowerbottomguy rating: m for nonspecific dick mention content warning for bad humor, deliberately vague heist details, and ryan “you can’t catch me gay thoughts” haywood on ao3 excerpt:
“It just needs another minute.”
“We don’t have a minute,” Ryan says. He presses an ear against the door and shuts his eyes, tense, waiting, mapping out a dozen escape routes in his head. “We have maybe thirty seconds. Does that work?”
“Look, the thing—it says it needs fifty-three seconds, okay, do you want me to argue with the computer?”
“Well, yeah, that’s what Gavin does!”
“He—okay, wait, no? He definitely doesn’t just argue with the computer, what the hell, what exactly do you think Gavin does when he’s—” Jeremy cuts himself off, goes still and quiet when heavy footsteps stop in front of the door.
“Alright,” Ryan murmurs, shifting to move into a better position to intercept the guy when he comes through the door. “I’ll try to take him down quietly and maybe we won’t, uh, no, what are you doing,” he says, bewildered, when Jeremy vaults himself over the desk neatly and starts moving in Ryan’s direction.
“I saw this in a movie once,” Jeremy says seriously, and then he’s grabbing Ryan by the lapels of his ill-fitting suit and hauling him down to kiss him.
Fully. On the mouth. With tongue. It’s a little dirty.
Ryan wants to say he plays it cool.
On Tuesday, Jack rolls her eyes and rubs her nose and says to Jeremy, “I’m not sick.”
On Wednesday, Jack coughs wetly and turns to Ryan before he can speak and snaps, “I’m not sick.”
On Thursday, Jack shivers with a flushed face and rounds on Geoff and manages to sound pretty fucking threatening despite all the sweaters she’s bundled in when she says, “Say a goddamn thing about my health and I’ll cut off your balls, Ramsey.”
On Friday morning, Geoff hovers like a concerned mother in the doorway of Jack’s room and delicately suggests she might not be well enough to pull off the job at the vineyard that weekend.
Ryan—who is not hiding behind Geoff in fear of pillows or books or small knives being thrown in their general direction, thank you very much—waits for Jack to haul herself out of bed with a deliberate and intense rejection of any implication that illness is even a plausible thing that exists in any person, especially herself.
Instead, to the surprise of Ryan and Geoff and God Himself, Jack moans pitifully and burrows further underneath the blankets. “I think I came down with something,” she says, voice muffled by layers of bedding.
“Yeah, like four days ago,” Jeremy says. Ryan doesn’t jump in surprise, but it’s a close thing. He turns to see Jeremy behind him, lifted up on his toes slightly as he peers around Geoff and Ryan to look at Jack, concern twisting a slight frown to his mouth. Jeremy does that a lot—moves silently and unnoticed, effortlessly, despite the weight of him, his muscle and bulk, his bright personality and brighter green fucking hair. (Like a big fucking purple polkadotted elephant that can still be a ninja, Michael had said nonsensically during one of his more intense drinking sessions.)
The effect of Jack glaring daggers at him is diminished somewhat with the way she’s nested in pillows and blankets, face flushed, hair a mess. “Dooley,” she starts, venomous, and then she has to break off and cough hard for a few moments.
“I’m calling Caleb,” Geoff says, patting himself down for his phone.
“No, you’re not,” Jack protests.
“I’m gonna find a thermometer,” Jeremy adds, turning and disappearing down the hall.
“No, you’re not!” Jack calls out.
“I’m gonna— Uh, soup?” Ryan tries weakly, withering under Jack’s scowl and starting to back away from the room. “I’m gonna— I’m just gonna go.”
“I hate you all,” Jack shouts. “It’s just a cold!”
——
“It’s the flu,” Caleb says with a frown, pulling away from Jack’s bed. They look concerned, but mostly exasperated. “You should’ve called me sooner.”
Geoff has a distinct I told you so expression and Ryan’s seriously in fear for Geoff’s life if the way Jack’s looking at him is any indication of how long he’s going to remain uninjured.
“But I can run this job,” Jack says, “right?”
She and Geoff are supposed to be going to a fancy wine tasting out in Blaine County to get access to various plans, names, locations, and other information supposedly stored on a computer on the property.
“Are you fucking kidding?” Geoff says, and Ryan and Jeremy look at each other and simultaneously flee from the room to the tune of Jack’s frustrated snap of a response and Caleb’s I-Seriously-Do-Not-Get-Paid-Enough-For-This-I-Mean-Really sigh.
Ryan has a sneaking suspicion—a growing sense of dread, really—that he knows what’s about to happen. He and Jeremy are idly playing Mario Kart in the living room when Geoff appears, looking disgruntled and like he’s on a mission. Ryan automatically looks for the nearest exit, but then Geoff’s standing in front of them, blocking their line of sight to the television.
“Geoff,” Jeremy says, swaying this way and that, trying to see around him. “Geoff, no, we’re playing rainbow road, this is a very crucial moment— Toad, nooooo,” he finishes sadly, his side of the split screen abruptly going dark.
“I need you two to run this job,” Geoff says firmly. It’s his ‘no-nonsense-I’m-the-dad’ voice, and Ryan resists the urge to whine.
“What about Gavin and Michael?” he asks. “When are they getting back?”
“Not until next week.”
“What about Lindsay?”
“Ryan.”
“Or Trevor.”
“You’re going,” Geoff says, looking exasperated. “End of discussion.”
“I will turn this car around, kids,” Jeremy says under his breath.
Geoff gives him a look. “It’s a straightforward job. You’ll have the invitation to the wine tasting already, so there won’t be any trouble getting in. Wait until the guests are too drunk to be paying attention and then look for an office. Our intel says it’ll probably be in one of the back rooms past the guest hall. You copy the plans onto a flash drive and bring it back here. Easy. You can handle it.”
The issue isn’t really that Ryan thinks he can’t handle it. Geoff’s right, it’s straightforward. The issue is that Ryan may or may not be harboring something vaguely in the realm of not-strictly coworker-like feelings for Jeremy, and the thought of spending hours at a fancy party pretending to be an item— Well. Ryan isn’t exactly interested in making a total idiot of himself in front of the guy he may or may  not be interested in.
“I don’t have a suit,” Ryan tries weakly.
“You can borrow one of mine.”
“Wait, hold on,” Jeremy says. He’s frowning. Ryan allows himself a brief moment of hope.
“What?” Geoff asks.
“I’m gonna have to dye my hair back to brown, aren’t I.” He looks devastated.
——
So, apparently they’re doing this.
Ryan fidgets in Geoff’s ill-fitting suit the whole drive up to Blaine County. This really isn’t their style: the crew is more about jobs with loud explosions and car chases than this type of covert operation.
(It’ll be fun, Jeremy says. Like Ocean’s Eleven. Or Mission: Impossible. Ryan’s dubious.)
Ryan’s not really sure what he’s expecting, except it’s not this—a diamond of a vineyard in the rough of Blaine County. As they walk up the drive, he looks at the rows of vines reaching out into the distance towards the horizon. Rosebushes stand rooted at the start of each row, shadows of their thorned stems stretching long in the last few minutes of sunset.
“Pretty,” Jeremy comments.
“Useful,” Ryan replies, glancing over in time to see Jeremy’s curious expression.
“Useful?”
“Canary in the coal mine,” he explains—nonsensically, if the change in Jeremy’s face from curious to bewildered is any indication. He gestures vaguely. “The rosebushes are...more fragile. Than the vines. But they’re susceptible to the same diseases. So, disease happens, the roses go first, gives everyone a chance to fix things before everything goes to hell. They’re a—”
“Warning system,” Jeremy supplies, but he’s frowning.
“Necessary sacrifice.”
“Is it?”
Ryan looks at him. He opens his mouth to respond, but Jeremy’s already moved on, hands going to his suit pockets in search of their invitation as they approach the doors of the country house. The occasional formally-dressed couple filters inside after being not-quite interrogated by the man at the door who’s checking the guest list.
It says something about the sort of jobs Ryan usually takes that his brain automatically classifies the man as bouncer even though he’s pretty sure there’s a higher-class term for what the guy is doing. Still, he can’t shake the tension that seizes hold of his shoulders, tension that comes only when he’s about to intimidate his way past a bouncer into a seedy club to do a shakedown or complete a contract hit.
But this isn’t downtown Los Santos, and he’s not the Vagabond right now.
Ryan takes in a breath, holds it, lets it go as he forces himself to shrug on the personality of this character he needs to become. The character that is happily married to Jeremy—to Jeremy’s character.
Ryan already has a headache.
“—is that okay?” Jeremy’s saying, looking up at Ryan with his brow furrowed.
Ryan blinks. “I— Yeah,” he says, nodding, trying to look more confident and less I was paying zero attention to what you were saying because I’m still lowkey having a brain aneurysm every time I look down at the wedding ring on my finger or remember that I’m supposed to be pretending I’m married to you, and one of those two things happen approximately every four seconds, so I’ll basically be having one continuous moment of stupidity during this entire job, I hope that’s okay, and also I’m sorry you have to deal with me but there’s really nothing that can be done about it at this point, have I mentioned what an absolute catch I am.
“Great,” Jeremy says, oblivious, and suddenly there’s the warm weight of his bicep sliding into place against Ryan as he links their arms together.
“What are you doing,” Ryan says lowly as Jeremy hands their invitation over to the not-bouncer, voice strangled and rough, like the manifestation of his huge gay crush is trying to crawl its way free from his throat.
Jeremy looks thrown off and alarmed. “You just said I could!” he hisses defensively, and he shifts hastily like he’s going to extract himself from Ryan.
And Ryan—well, maybe his grip on Jeremy sort of immediately tightens tenfold, but that’s just. Acting. Because the supposed married couple should probably not be pulling away from each other in gay panic alarm. He’s a professional. He’s acting. It’s fine.
“Mr. Armstrong,” the not-bouncer says as he looks up from the invitation to Ryan with a nod. He gestures to Jeremy. “And this is your husband?”
Ryan’s brain misfires. For a moment, he says nothing, gaping slightly, only managing to snap into action when the not-bouncer’s brow furrows in what appears to be concern. “Yeah,” he says. It comes out louder than he intends it to, more a bark than a response. He coughs, tries to salvage it. “Uh— Yes, this is my husband,” he clarifies, totally unnecessarily, voice now overly loud and stilted. Jeremy looks pained.
You’re a professional, his mind supplies again, except now it just sounds miserable.
Thank god for Jeremy, who laughs and strokes a hand down Ryan’s arm—ostensibly as a gesture of affection, but to Ryan it comes across as a desperate heed to shut up before you get us shot, oh my god, what are you even doing. “Newlyweds,” he explains, his smile unfairly charming. “He’s still getting used to it.”
Ryan tries to nod along, ducks his head with a carefully constructed sheepish smile, but he’s hyperaware of Jeremy’s soothing little touches to his arm.
There’s a voice in the back of his mind that sounds like Geoff, authoritative and exasperated and a little shrill. Hey, asshole. You have a murder count in the triple digits. You are a very scary man. Please pop the fucking floating hearts making a love nest over your head.
The not-bouncer just shrugs and waves them in, and Ryan lets out a long, relieved sigh as they step into the air-conditioned hall.
It’s a large building, packed with rich people in varying states of tipsy, and Ryan has possibly never been so uncomfortable in his life.
Jeremy picks up on it, because Ryan has all the subtlety and more of a brick to the face. “You okay?”
Ryan opens his mouth to deflect, to brush the question off, but Jeremy’s looking at him earnestly, like he actually cares. That makes it all worse, somehow. “I’m not used to being in the field without my mask,” he admits. That is, at least, part of the truth; Ryan decides to leave out the and you look really nice in a suit and that’s making me want to jump out the nearest window to escape my own feelings.
Jeremy smiles. “Hey, don’t worry. All we gotta do is schmooze until everybody’s drunk. By then, nobody’s gonna remember what you look like, anyway.”
“Schmooze,” Ryan echoes dubiously.
“Plus, don’t you have a background in theater or something? Just act your way through it.”
Ryan freezes. “Who told you that.”
Jeremy grins, deceptively cherubic. “Geoff.”
“Of course he did.”
“I can’t say I’m surprised.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Ryan asks defensively.
“I mean, you’re kind of...dramatic?”
“Says the guy who wears purple and orange and nicknamed himself Monster Truck.”
Jeremy smiles wickedly and pulls out the big guns. “Geoff said you used to be a mod—”
“No one can prove anything.”
Jeremy’s laughing now, dimples popping in his cheeks, and Ryan can’t stay annoyed for the life of him. Hell, Jeremy’s right; it’s a waiting game for now. There’s expensive wine and fancy little snack things (hors d'oeuvres, Jeremy says; tiny snack things, Ryan insists) and he might as well enjoy himself before they have to really get to work.
Still, his mind is sending off little alerts, flashing neon signs that say Date!! This is like a Date!! You’re the only one who thinks it’s like a date but you should still be very alarmed and awkward!!!
He drowns those neon signs resolutely in wines he can’t pronounce the name of and tiny snack things he also can’t pronounce the name of, and he’s able to relax after half an hour or so.
It’s nice to really spend time with Jeremy. It’s hard to get a pocket of time where it’s just the two of them—Ryan supposes that’s the benefit and drawback to being part of a big crew: you’re never alone.
But now Jeremy talks about growing up in Boston and about how he has a cat (Scooter would love you, you should come over sometime and meet him, and Ryan has a heart attack) and Ryan learns a dozen things he never knew about Jeremy before.
To his own surprise, he starts sharing about himself, too. He’s comfortable with the crew; he’s grown a lot since joining, but he still doesn’t make a habit of offering up information unprompted. Maybe that’s reflex from years of paranoia or because he doesn’t think he’s very interesting, but Jeremy beams when Ryan says he wishes he had a dog and that he grew up in Georgia and he’s been self-conscious about the twang in his voice that pops up whenever he’s particularly tired or worked up (Dude, I think it’s nice, Jeremy says, bet you get all the ladies with that, and, well, no).
Ryan’s waiting for Jeremy to come back with two of some weird sugary dessert thing Ryan saw and immediately demanded, but when he returns, he’s empty-handed and looking mildly panicked.
“Wegottago.”
Ryan frowns. “What?”
Jeremy’s bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet. “We gotta go, my old boss is here—”
“Who?”
“Joel Heyman,” Jeremy starts impatiently.
“You used to work for Heyman? Why the hell did you never mention that?”
“It never came up.”
“Jeremy—”
“Look, it’s fine, it’s just, I’m not totally sure if he’s gonna be cool about—”
“Dooley,” comes a calm voice.
Jeremy freezes, then plasters on a winning smile and turns around. “Joel,” he says warmly. “Fancy meeting you here.”
Joel Heyman, from what little Ryan knows about him, has vague ties to Geoff (and apparently Jeremy) and is one of the richest people in the city. It’s a little baffling that his suit is slightly too big on him and somewhat rumpled and faded, like he’s owned it for twenty years.
“What are you doing here, kid,” Joel demands with a sigh.
Jeremy’s smile doesn’t falter. “This is a wine tasting, Joel,” he says. “We’re tasting wine. Enjoying the high life.”
“Schmoozing,” Ryan puts in.
Joel raises an eyebrow at him, and he falls silent again. “You working a job for Ramsey?” he asks, voice low.
Jeremy looks uncomfortable. “Are you gonna make this hard for us?” he asks, tone suddenly serious.
Joel watches him for a long moment. “You going to blow the place up?” he asks.
“No.”
“Is my drinking going to be interrupted?”
“Probably not.” Joel cuts him a look. “Definitely not.”
Joel gives him another long look, then fixes Ryan with an identical one. “I never saw you,” he announces. “I’ve never seen you before in my life.” Ryan stares in bewilderment as Joel turns and walks off, tipping back the full wine glass in his hand and practically chugging it as he walks.
Ryan manages to tear his gaze away to look at Jeremy. “Was he like that while you were working for him?” he asks, unable to think of anything else to say.
“Oh, god no.”
“Huh.”
“He was way weirder.”
——
By the time they manage to sneak off into the back rooms of the vineyard hall, most of the guests are on the verge of drunk or well past it. They’d had to drink a bit themselves to keep up appearances, and it’s a testament to how infrequently Ryan drinks that he’s actually feeling somewhat buzzed as they look for the computer with the plans on it.
It doesn’t take long to find it, Jeremy picking his fifth lock to get them into a room that turns out to be the vineyard’s office; they close themselves in and Ryan listens for footsteps while Jeremy boots up the computer and gets the flash drive ready.
Despite how well everything’s been going so far—for a given value of well, if well involves tripping over Jeremy’s polished shoes every fifteen seconds as they search the back rooms, or earlier in the night when Ryan got startled and in a terrifying moment of blind reflex nearly embedded an hors d'oeuvre utensil into the throat of a poor, awkward, terrified bureaucrat like some kind of horrifying impromptu tracheotomy—
Despite that, Ryan is beginning to think that their luck may have run out.
“Jeremy, we need to go,” he says, muscles coiled tight like he’s ready to run or fight or—or stay still, apparently, which is what he’s currently doing, because Jeremy won’t step away from the computer where the drive is flashing blue as it gradually copies and stores the information.
“It just needs another minute.”
“We don’t have a minute,” Ryan says. He presses an ear against the door and shuts his eyes, tense, waiting, mapping out a dozen escape routes in his head. “We have maybe thirty seconds. Does that work?”
“Look, the thing—it says it needs fifty-three seconds, okay, do you want me to argue with the computer?”
“Well, yeah, that’s what Gavin does!”
“He—okay, wait, no? He definitely doesn’t just argue with the computer, what the hell, what exactly do you think Gavin does when he’s—” Jeremy cuts himself off, goes still and quiet when heavy footsteps stop in front of the door.
“Alright,” Ryan murmurs, shifting to move into a better position to intercept the guy when he comes through the door. “I’ll try to take him down quietly and maybe we won’t, uh, no, what are you doing,” he says, bewildered, when Jeremy vaults himself over the desk neatly and starts moving in Ryan’s direction.
“I saw this in a movie once,” Jeremy says seriously, and then he’s grabbing Ryan by the lapels of his ill-fitting suit and hauling him down to kiss him.
Fully. On the mouth. With tongue. It’s a little dirty.
Ryan wants to say he plays it cool.
When the door slams open, Jeremy doesn’t even pause, not breaking away from Ryan until  a loud Hey! comes from the guy standing in the doorway.
Jeremy pulls away with a wet noise and turns to look at the guy, one hand still hanging on to Ryan’s lapel.
“Oops,” Jeremy says. Ryan says nothing, because Ryan has lost all ability to speak or think or do anything other than stare at Jeremy, glassy-eyed.
“You can’t be in here,” the guy says roughly.
“Sorry,” Jeremy says sheepishly. “The wine just sorta… You know how it is.” Is he flirting?
The guy looks somewhat taken aback. Jeremy lets go of Ryan and moves to sit on the desk, hopping up and letting his legs swing.
After a moment, Ryan gets it. He lets Jeremy keep up the drunk, flirty guest act and focuses on the man in the doorway. The way his jacket hangs means he’s packing, a small handgun, probably, but it doesn’t take a big gun to kill someone, especially not in close quarters like this.
“You… You can’t be in here,” the guy says again. Ryan smiles apologetically and moves to get between the guy and Jeremy, blocking his line of sight.
“I’m sorry. My husband’s had a bit more than he can handle. It’s hard to tell him no sometimes.” All the time. “We’ll go.” By the time he turns around, Jeremy’s slipping a hand into the pocket of his suit pants.
“Okay, okay,” Jeremy singsongs, sliding off the desk and stumbling a bit before he crashes into Ryan and leans against him heavily, laughing. “We’ll go. But I’ll be seeing you later,” he tells the guy, poking him playfully in the chest as Ryan ushers him out of the room and back down the hall towards the party.
“You know you’re gonna have to keep up the drunk persona for the rest of the night,” Ryan says lowly, one hand around Jeremy. It’s taking all of his effort not to think about the kiss, about the rough scratch of Jeremy’s facial hair and the soft, wet slide of his mouth and—dammit.
“Fuck that,” Jeremy replies, dragging Ryan from his reverie. “Let’s get the hell out of here as soon as it’s clear. That guy didn’t look like he bought it.”
“He’s armed.”
“Yeah. Not in the mood to get shot. Especially after drinking. You know how much more you bleed?”
——
Not wanting to seem even more suspicious than they already do, they decide to give it twenty minutes before making their leave; Ryan wanders off to pick at what remains of the hors d'oeuvres to soak up the alcohol in his system, then meets back up with Jeremy to leave with the other people starting to trickle out.
As they walk through the dark parking lot to Jeremy’s car, Ryan’s a little giddy with the excitement of a job gone well, admittedly still reeling from the kiss even now. Honestly, he’ll chalk the night up as a success all around.
Typically, that’s when someone emerges from the one of the rows of grapevines and points a gun at his head. “Oh, goddammit.”
It’s clearly not the reaction the man was expecting. He pauses, then steps completely out of the shadows, aim not faltering. It’s the guy from before, managing to look a lot more intimidating now that Jeremy isn’t actively flirting with him and he’s holding a gun. “Alright, let’s make this quick.” He points at Jeremy, gun still pointed between Ryan’s eyes. “You give me the flash drive, I won’t blow your boyfriend’s brains out.”
“Husband,” Jeremy blurts.
The man stares at him. “What.”
Jeremy raises his left hand and wiggles his fingers at him, the gold of his borrowed ring glinting in the light of far-off car headlights. “He’s my husband.”
“Jeremy,” Ryan says lowly. They both have pistols strapped to their shins, but the guy has his finger on the trigger and looks like he wouldn’t hesitate to shoot; Ryan doesn’t want to risk trying to get to his gun.
“Look,” Jeremy says placatingly, holding his hands up and taking a few steps towards the guy. “We don’t want any trouble—” He breaks off when the sound of the guy flicking off the safety cuts into the quiet dark of the parking lot.
“Back up,” he barks. Jeremy does, not looking pleased about it. “Flash drive. Now.”
“Jeremy,” Ryan says again. Jeremy’s eyes flick towards him, and Ryan shakes his head almost imperceptibly. They just need to buy themselves some time, distract the guy until one of them can disarm him—
Jeremy reaches into his pocket and pulls out the flash drive, throwing it into the air. The guy catches it, tucking it into his own pocket.
“No!” Ryan snaps. Jeremy gives him a look he can’t parse.
“There,” the guy says, smiling. Ryan wants to bash his face in. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“Can we fucking go now?” Jeremy asks roughly.
There’s a tense pause, where it looks like the guy is giving it some thought. Finally, he shrugs, gesturing with the gun but not stashing it away. “Go,” he says. “If I see you back here, you both die.”
Jeremy doesn’t respond, just reaches out and snags Ryan by the arm, having to half drag him away towards the car. Ryan’s half expecting shots to ring out, but they make it out of range safely.
“What the hell was that?” he hisses, pulling out of Jeremy’s grip. “We could’ve figured something out! The whole fucking night was a waste.”
“Ryan, relax.”
“How am I supposed to relax?” Ryan demands, and then he absolutely does not shriek when the driver’s side door to Jeremy’s car crashes open.
“Take it easy, Haywood,” Joel says as he gets out of the car. “And here I thought you were supposed to be the unflappable Vagabond.”
“What are you doing here?” Ryan’s pretty sure he has a headache.
“Making a delivery,” Joel says calmly. He digs in the pocket of his rumpled suit for a moment, then tosses something at Jeremy. Ryan looks over.
It’s a flash drive.
He definitely has a headache. “What the fuck is going on.”
“Thanks, Joel,” Jeremy says, pocketing the drive and walking around to the driver’s side of the car with his arms out like he’s going to hug him.
“Nope, don’t even, don’t touch me,” Joel says promptly, backpedaling away as Jeremy laughs. “You better tell Geoff I helped you and that I’m expecting a cut of the profit.”
“You got it.”
“A big cut.”
Jeremy rolls his eyes and gets into the car, Ryan following suit as his brain chugs along to keep up.
Ryan pulls his door shut and looks over at him, a little bit in love. “You clever motherfucker.”
Jeremy beams at him.
“When’d you trade the drives off with Heyman?”
“While you were stuffing your face with those little finger sandwiches.”
“Excuse you,” Ryan says defensively, “I was not stuffing my face, I was very delicately—”
And Jeremy is kissing him.
Jeremy is kissing him and they’re not pretending for anyone anymore, so it doesn’t make sense, it doesn’t make sense but Ryan is half climbing over the center console to get a better grip on Jeremy because he’s scared this is all he’s going to get.
Jeremy kisses like he does everything: with his whole self, with all his focus, with enthusiasm, and maybe Ryan’s still a little buzzed because he’s never gotten half hard from a messy make out before. Not that he’s complaining.
Jeremy’s laughing breathlessly when they part for air, smoothing Ryan’s hair down from where he’d mussed it up in his excitement. “Sorry,” he says. “Just wanted to finally do that when we weren’t, you know, being watched by a weirdo with a gun.”
“You’re still being watched by a weirdo with a gun,” Ryan feels the need to point out.
“Who’s that?”
“Me.”
Jeremy snorts with laughter and leans in to kiss him again, then pauses. “This is,” he says. Pauses again. “This is okay, right?”
Ryan stares at him. “I’d tell you how long I’ve wanted to kiss you for, but it’d be very embarrassing and you’d never let me live it down, so.”
Jeremy looks surprised, which is fucking incredible, really. Maybe Ryan hasn’t been as obvious as he’d thought. “Really?”
“Are you kidding? Look at you.”
Jeremy lets out a disbelieving noise. “Look at me? Look at you.”
Ryan flushes faintly. From— From the alcohol, surely. “Okay, well, that’s— Shut up. Go back to the kissing.”
“Are you embarrassed?” Jeremy coos.
“Shut up. Commence with the kissing. Conversation over, less of the talking thing, more of the lips thing.”
“More of the lips thing,” Jeremy echoes, grinning.
“Shut up,” Ryan says helplessly, really starting to blush now.
Jeremy’s smile is blinding.
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