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jnkgrnde · 2 months

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— can you stand the rain?, clarisse la rue, pjo

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summary — in which, you and clarisse get into an argument that causes you to kiss in the rain.

pairings — clarisse la rue x black!fem!reader (daughter of poseidon)

content includes — arguing, kissing in the rain, best friends to lovers, jealous!clarisse

authors note — TELL ME BABY CAN YEWWWW STAND THE RAINNNNNN 🗣️🎤 this is def butt but this has been in my drafts for way too long so!

it was a beautiful, sunny day in long island. the smell of strawberries from the fields established themselves as today’s scent for the camp, the lake was cool enough for a dip.

it was a perfect day.

and it was a perfect day for you and clarisse to hang out with each other. you wanted to convince her to take a day off from training and take a swim in the lake to cool off for the day, before eventually doing something stupid later.

you knew clarisse was up because she was always up before you, so you decided to knock on the ares cabin door first to find her. her younger brother told you she wasn’t there and that you could find her at the sparring field. you thanked him with a smile before leaving to find her. lo and behold, there was clarisse la rue in her armor with her electric spear, training with a dummy.

you didn’t know how long she’d been out here, but the training dummy looked about out of comission. “d’you wake up on the wrong side of bed or did you add him to your hate list?” she halted her movements, dust flying beneath her shoes.

“did you need something, sweet thing?” and there she went with the nicknames. she knew you loved them, and she also knew you’d get tripped up by them. “so i was thinking we’d take a dip in the lake today.” and you knew what she was gonna say,

“y/n, you know i have to train today—“ “but that’s what you do everyday, clar! please? just for today?” you begged. you gave her your infamous puppy eyes, ones you knew she couldn’t turn away from. she groaned dramatically. “… you got me. i’ll meet you by the canoes in ten.” you grinned with excitement. “thank you thank you!” you kissed her cheek before running off.

she stood frozen for a second before a smile started spreading across her face. her cheek felt tingly in the spot you kissed her in.

you wore a white overshirt with a blue swimsuit underneath, paired with jean shorts. you carried a bag, sunglasses in your hair. you walked over to the lake, a smile on your face knowing you could be in one of the places you loved most.

you saw clarisse standing near the canoes watching the water. she had a towel laid out and was just taking her shoes off when you covered her eyes. “boo.” clarisse feigned annoyance, but still let a smile grace her lips.

you set down your bag on the sand, taking your shirt and shorts off. “not gonna join me, clar?” “nah. gotta keep watch, y’know, for butterflies and stuff.” you rolled your eyes with a smile before walking into the water, eventually going deep enough to wear you can float. you swam out enough for the sun to beam down on you, and just let yourself feel the water.

clarisse watched you. she loved watching you anytime, but she especially loved when you were in your environment. she took note of the smile on your face and how you occasionally paddled your hands to make sure you kept yourself afloat, although with your powers and everything, it wasn’t hard.

clarisse admired her surroundings before her eyes caught a boy staring at you — carter from hephaestus cabin. he was deeply tanned with a good build and curly hair, and had scars all over his hands and face from working on weapons for the camp.

carter watched with a small smile. he held a gold necklace in his hands, twisting them around. it had a sea turtle pendant, and it shined in the sunlight.

clarisse furrowed her eyebrows. she didn’t like what she was feeling — you were just friends, right? it’s just her being protective over you. she didn’t want you to get hurt or anything. she was sure that’s what it was.

it was a while before you decided to get out of the water. you didn’t realize how long you’d been there before noticing that it was starting to get a little cooler. you swam, then walked back to shore, but not before being stopped by carter.

to you, carter was a sweet, caring boy, just not for you specifically, because you had your sights set on someone else. he was starting to show he liked you, and got bolder as time went on. “hey, y/n. i made you something.” he told you nervously but still with a smile. he held out the necklace to you, the sea turtle shining in the light.

you let out a genuine smile before thanking him, not noticing the burning daggers being glared into the back of his head. he offered to put it on for you, so you turned and he slowly locked the chain together.

“thank you, carter.” you smiled before walking over to clarisse. you found her not so happy, actually stuffing things into your bags. “hey, clar, what’s wrong?” you reached out to touch her arm, and she pulled away like you were a hot pan burning her.

you furrowed your eyebrows in hurt and confusion. her face was scrunched up and she looked at you like you disgusted her. she shoved your bag to your chest before storming off back to the main campgrounds.

“clarisse!” you slung your bag on your shoulder and ran to try and catch to her, but she was already gone. your heart squeezed in your chest and you frowned before continuing to walk to your cabin.

a million thoughts swirled around in your head — why was she acting like this? you were just friends, right? you knew she was protective of you, yes, but not to this extent. you opened the doors to the poseidon cabin, where it was empty. you assumed percy was probably out with annabeth on a date, probably.

clarisse didn’t know why she felt this way; she hated it. she hated the way she acted when you touched her, or how she felt giddy and mushy inside whenever you look at her with your pretty eyes. she hated feeling the way she did around you, because she usually feels guilt, anger, or needing to please her father. that’s how she thinks she’s supposed to feel, how she’s wired to feel.

you make her actually feel like a good person, and she knew she impacted you with the way she acted that day.

it was later at night at the dining pavilion. torches were lit, dryads were flying around with silver platters with food, and campers from different cabins were chatting and laughing with eachother. the energy was high, seeing as there was a planned campfire tonight, with the apollo cabin leading the sing along.

you and percy sat at the poseidon table. his plate was full, and he had blue soda on the side. you gave him a small smile. “have you not eaten since breakfast?” you asked. “nah. annabeth wanted to go on a hike and i forgot to eat after.” you flicked his forehead. “why didn’t you tell me? i have a secret stash in the cabin!” you whisper-yelled. “i’m sorry!” he whined. you both laughed as the conversation flowed.

clarisse stole many glances from the poseidon table, specifically from you. despite what happened earlier in the day, you still smiled. her chest squeezed at the sound of your laughter. she poked her tongue against her lips before looking down at her plate.

it was after dinner where you and clarisse actually saw each other. she was sitting with the ares cabin, and you were sitting with percy and a couple other mutual friends. every time you looked up from the fire, there was clarisse who was staring at you no matter what. you quickly looked away every time you made eye contact.

the empty seat next to you was soon filled, but not by who you actually wanted it to be. carter sat next to, playing with his hoodie strings and smiling at you. “d’you need something, carter?” you asked. you didn’t mean to sound annoyed, but you weren’t as enthusiastic as you were earlier.

“well, i wanted to know if you were free later this week? i-i had something planned and-“ “no, she’s not free.” and standing in front of you was the woman of the hour.

you snapped your eyes up at the familiar voice. she held a glare directed at carter. before anybody could say anything, chiron announced that the campfire had to end early, seeing there was a storm starting to move in. “so, um, are you coming?” carter persisted. “i’ll get back to you on that, carter.” you gave a small smile before getting up. you shot clarisse a look before walking back with percy to the poseidon cabin.

the night was dark, and thunder started rolling in. the camp turned in for the night, all except for one. there was a tapping on your window, waking you up from your sleep. you groaned, already starting to yell at whoever it was before you recognized clarisse.

you furrowed your eyebrows, “what are you doing here?” she held her hand out without a word. you hesitated, looking back at percy to see him fast asleep. you looked back at clarisse, and she looked desperate. you slipped on your shoes before taking her hand and letting her guide you out the window.

she walked with you, out to the woods and seemingly to your secret spot, the spot that was reserved for you and clarisse only. “clarisse, why are we out here?” you asked her once you finally stopped.

your emotions were already starting to heighten, the rain slowly following. she stared at you for a second. “i’m sorry.” she apologized. “why? you left me with no explanation like i was some animal on the street and ignored me. why?”

she breathed out a heavy breath. “him.” she whispered. “what?” “because of carter!” she snapped. you were confused, “what does this have to do with him?” clarisse looked at you like she begged you to understand, like you were supposed to know why.

“because he likes you,” she put out simply, “and i don’t want him to.” you blinked while taking in her words. she was closer to you than before now, her breath on your face. she soaked you in, watching the rainwater run down your face. she came to the realization.

“i like you,” she barely spoke. “i like you, and i don’t want him to like you.” you stood in shock. clarisse liked you. she liked you back, and you had no clue. you cupped her jaw and pulled her down to your lips. it was passionate, like she would die without feeling you again. you pulled away, “so, you stormed off because you liked me?” clarisse rolled her eyes with a smile. “well, when you put it like that.”

you pulled her back with a laugh and the rain getting lighter throughout the kiss, eventually allowing the stars to shine.

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maybankswhore · 3 months

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𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍.

SUMMARY: jj sees you wearing a necklace he got you when the two of you were kids and it stirs up some feelings he thought he forgotten about. ( inspired by @anawritez-posts theodore’s nott fic called ‘the necklace. )

PAIRING: jj maybank x fem!reader.

WARNINGS: mentions of weed & alcohol. minimal cursing.

JJ’s eyes immediately found it as soon as you rushed into the Chateau all bright eyed and bushy tailed. Your cheeks were a bashful pink , your hair pulled back in a high ponytail that had fallen just a bit with a few loose strands of hair framing your face. The gold chain shimmered underneath the light that had hit it when the screen door opened , and the familiar seashell necklace captured his attention almost instantly.

“Sorry I’m late!” You rushed out. With nothing but jean shorts and a bikini for a day out on the boat before the annual boneyard party , you stood in front of the Pogue’s with a sheepish smile. “My alarm didn’t go off.”

“No worries , Kiara burnt breakfast.” John B brushed off her worries and glared at Kiara who sent him the same expression back.

“Not my fault that you and JJ were causing trouble while I was trying to scramble the eggs.” Kiara defended.

“Yeah well it’s gonna take all day for the smell to air out of here.” Pope added with a wrinle of his nose.

You only laughed at your friends before looking towards JJ with the tilt of your head. His eyes had been trained on you and his usual loud and obnoxious banter was unusually absent. “What?”

JJ’s eyes snapped towards yours before he shook his head. Clearing his throat before muttering, “nothing.”

“Okay well Pope’s right it does smell bad in here.” You chuckled. “You guys ready?”

A few mumbles of ‘yes’ buzzed throughout the group as they all dispersed to make sure everything was packed and ready to go. You grabbed your bag that held all your stuff and headed outside to wait for him.

“Y/N! Wait!”

JJ rushed behind you , opening the door as the two of you walked towards the boat together. “Yeah?”

JJ swallowed nervously. A weird bubbling feeling began washing up in his stomach. Something that made him feel oddly warm but nauseous at the same time. “I didn’t think you still had it.”

You looked up at him confused before realizing he was staring at your neck again , where the seashell rested on your collarbones. You grinned and nodded , remembering when you first received it. “I saw it hanging in my jewelry box and I haven’t worn it in awhile—” you shrugged. “I used to wear everyday! And it went well with todays outfit.”

The sentiment of the necklace seemed to sway JJ’s mind. He remembered saving up every penny to get it for your thirteenth birthday. He didn’t even think you still had it since that had been years ago. JJ remembered exactly what you looked like wearing it as a girl. Innocent big eyes and dirt covered cheeks. Seeing it on you now as a woman— the woman he had unknowingly grown to adore all of these years , it just seemed to plant something in JJ’s chest. His heart growing three sizes at the thought.

“I can’t believe you still have it.” JJ said softly. Reaching out to grab your wrist and stop you from walking.

You ignored how your skin burned at his fingertips. Pushing down the way your cheeks wanted the flush and your eyelashes wanted to bat. Instead you only smiled at him warmly. “Why wouldn’t I?”

JJ shrugged. Hesitantly reaching out to touch the metal. You couldn’t deny the way your heart beat faster at that. Your chest rising and falling at a pace that you weren’t used to. Watching his every move. “Didn’t think it meant that much.”

His words weighed heavily in the air. You had to swallow the lump in your throat to respond. “It meant everything to me.” You told him truthfully. JJ had been the only person who had gotten you a gift that year. Your parents had been broke , and couldn’t afford anything more than your mother making you a cake from a box. And your friends were all young without jobs. You hadn’t expected anything and you were okay with it then , but when JJ had pulled you aside and gave it to you— that memory had become your favorite.

It was always there between the two of you when you looked back on it. It was always there but unspoken. There was alot of fear not just from you , but from JJ as well. The two of you shared a special connection that not even the Pogue’s could begin to understand.

It was unspoken. But it was there. Hovering over the two of you wherever you went. Holding eachother there in a scared place that neither of you had been ready to visit.

But as JJ looked up and noticed how your eyes glistened. How you glowed so beautifully underneath the sunlight , and how delicate you seemed to be— he was beginning to walk into that place and welcome it for the first time.

And he only hoped that you wearing the necklace meant that you were , too.

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chewytran · 6 months

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chewy!!! i would love to see u put ur fav fma characters in diff outfits that u wear <3333

ANA!! omg thank you so much for this idea because i had so much fun with it!!!!! 🥹

i put riza in some of my dressier outfits for when i'm going out somewhere or just want to look cute 🥹 i like wearing a lot of beige, black, and neutral colors. and i also have a few dainty gold rings and necklaces! also i loved having an excuse to draw riza with a bob cut, which is the hairstyle i have!!

also i drew roy in my casual everyday clothes, which i wear most frequently. it typically consists of t-shirts and jeans in solid colors and a hoodie or a light jacket. also included my PJs which are just old t-shirts and sweatpants lmao

anyways this was super fun and self indulgent 🥹🥹🥹

#tbh riza pulls of my clothes way better than me #anyways this was really fun!!!!!#love drawing my clothes and also drawing royai made it double fun #ask chewy #tsaritsa #royai #roy mustang #riza hawkeye #fma #fullmetal alchemist

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femmefatalevibe · 7 months

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Femme Fatale Guide: My Fall Wardrobe Essentials

Pima cotton long-sleeve tees (I like the Supima ones from Everlane for every day)

Contour body suits (I like the Express Bodycon Compression line and Spanx bodysuits in vegan leather/silk)

Silk button downs

Structured cotton button-down

Cashmere sweaters (crewneck, turtleneck, polo neck, etc. – Everlane, Nadaam, and Cuyana are great affordable options)

Zippered knitwear (I like options from Pixie Market, Naadam, COS, Ganni, Helmut Lang, Nanushka, and more)

Black high-waisted tailored trousers (bootcut, flared, and straight leg)

Black high-waisted jeans (straight and bootcut for me!)

Elevated stretch pants (I like the Norma Kamali Boot Pant and Spanx Perfect Pant for this)

Cashmere trouser

Cashmere hoodie

Thick, well-structured black sweatshirt

High-waisted straight-leg leather pants

Long-sleeve black sweater dress

Maxi-length black satin slip dress

Leather/quilted/tweed mini skirt

Long knit skirt (love a co-ord top for this, too)

Perfectly-tailored longline, single-breasted black blazer

Tailored hourglass blazer

Leather blazer

Classic leather moto jacket

Cropped patent leather jacket

Lightweight wool/satin duster coat

Black cotton trench/leather trench coat

Black tweed jacket with elevated hardware

Structured black wool coat

Leather puff jacket

Minimalist white sneakers

Black block-heeled, sleek square-toed/pointy-toe boots

Modern black loafers

Croc-embossed black boot

Black moto/lace-up boot or minimalist platform boot

Stiletto heel, pointy toe black boot (one short and one knee high length to dress up any outfit)

Western-inspired boot

Sleek and sexy black pumps

Structured black tote/shoulder bag

Structured crossbody bag

Small shoulder bag

Novelty/fun top handle bag (beaded, croc-embossed, crystal-embellishments, etc.)

Seamless bras/underwear

Control-top black tights (sheer and opaque)

Comfortable white and black ankle/crew socks

A cashmere, silk, or faux fur everyday scarf

Fingerless gloves

Chunky chain necklaces/bracelets

Delicate gold and silver chains (necklaces and bracelets)

Mixed-metal rings

Diamond-encrusted & cocktail rings

Ear cuffs and threader earrings

High-waisted shapewear shorts

Cashmere or silk loungewear/pajamas

A lace teddy

Cozy slippers

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notjustjavierpena · 8 months

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Perfect

A/N: This is completely self-indulgent. The first part of dark and twisted sugar daddy Joel. Beware of the tags. This is NOT okay behavior.

Summary: Joel Miller, a walking menace, buys you pretty things in exchange for shoving his cock in you.

Pairing: Joel Miller x Reader/You (No y/n)

Tags: +18 smut, dub-con, painful and rough sex, p in v sex, degradation, abusive behavior, creampie, dirty talk, dacryphilia, no aftercare, sugar daddy, daddy kink

Word count: 1.9k

Link to this work on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49786882

Perfect

You stand in front of the full-body mirror to hold up a pair of golden earrings to your ears, catching the way the beautiful droplet-shaped diamonds hanging from the bottom reflect in the chandelier’s light. You crinkle your nose immediately, snobbishly, and put them down in their designated spot in your vanity’s drawer.

You’ve acquired a particular taste for pretty things over the last few months. The people at the reception he is taking you to would probably fawn over the price of the earrings that you have just discarded but when money isn’t worth worrying about, all the pairs in your collection become a matter of taste instead of flash.

You settle on a simple pair of small, thick gold hoops. They fit the blood-red dress perfectly, which you smooth out with your manicured hands to erase any flaw that he doesn’t deserve. Not when he has been so good to you, and saved you from being a victim to everyday tedious work and boredom.

The hoops dangle slightly as you move to sit in front of the vanity. They are only a few weeks old and handmade by a goldsmith that had been recommended to you. The man, old and experienced, had created them from nothing right before your eyes, and whilst they had only been one out of many extravagant gifts during the short trip to France, they had stuck out the most and have since become your favorites.

“I was hopin’ you would choose those tonight,” Joel’s voice suddenly washes over your unsuspecting form. You jump slightly but accept every crash like they are heaven. You find his eyes in the mirror, smile softly at him but he seems too busy weighing his words to smile back.

He strides across the carpeted floor and you can hear that he has yet to put on shoes. Soon, you feel his calloused hands rest on your bare shoulders, thumbs starting to rub circles into your skin whilst you try concentrating on putting on lipstick. His hands are warm and rough, palms belonging to someone who is hardworking and respected.

“I got ya something,” he adds after a moment of admiring the sight of you getting ready. You turn your head to look up at him with doe-eyes but he cups your chin to turn your face back to the mirror, “Close your eyes.”

You do as you are told, placing your hands in your lap like an obedient thing. Your hearing works overtime when you hear shuffling behind you, Joel digging into his pocket and fumbling with something for a moment.

An impatient noise leaves you.

“Don’t look or ya won’t get it,” he warns softly.

You gasp as metal hits your skin, and you immediately know that it is a necklace. You open your eyes to watch it hang around your neck in the mirror, a hand coming up to touch it. It feels warm from having been in Joel’s hand, and when your eyes drop to look at it properly, you smile shyly. It is absolutely breathtaking.

“It’s beautiful,” you study its small gold links and the gold cylinder that lays right over your jugular notch. It is so simple and elegant, “Thank you, Joel.”

“I need you to be perfect tonight,” he tells you instead of saying that you are welcome. The necklace comes with an expectation then.

“You just worry about the other guests, and I’ll worry about looking beautiful,” you joke and go back to fixing your red lipstick with a Q-tip.

“Is this a joke to you?” Joel asks, voice harsh out of nowhere.

Your heart jumps in your chest, “What? No.”

“Then why are you actin’ like it?” His nostrils flare.

“I wasn’t—“

“Shut up.”

His large palm settles between your shoulder blades and then he roughly pushes you forward. Your elbows bang into the surface of your vanity, head nearly knocking into the mirror at the surprise of his shove. It almost feels like it already has with the way your head swims.

He goes rougher in his push and everything on top comes tumbling down; makeup brushes, a tray of nail polish, jewelry boxes, and even an expensive new bottle of perfume that luckily doesn’t break because it is saved by the soft carpet.

Your hands scramble for something to hold onto. Joel lets out a condescending laugh behind you, but he doesn’t give you time to regain your composure.

He kicks the vanity chair out from underneath you which tumbles to the side, and your knees hit the floor as a result. It causes you to sob but instead of cussing him out, you stay silent and thank God that your chosen dress will be able to cover the bruises that will appear soon.

“I was just finishing getting ready,” you try to make him show mercy the second he hauls you up to stand on your feet. He holds you against the table with his iron grip and when he puts one foot between yours, you can feel his hardening cock press into the back of your thigh, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—“

“I said shut the fuck up,” he growls, free hand sliding around the front of your throat to cup your chin once again. He yanks your head upwards so he can look at you in the mirror as he speaks, “If you’re gonna misbehave, you fuckin’ take what I give ya instead of givin’ me excuses.”

You don’t try to argue that you had meant nothing by your comment. Whatever Joel says is what goes when he is angry, and at this point of your interaction you know better than to take his words as anything else but gospel. The game is over for you, and it was long before he even entered the bedroom. It’s been over since he fucked your lights out the first time.

“No!” You squeak as the stitching of your dress rips when Joel’s hand curls around the hem to pull it up your thighs. He doesn’t seem to care about the fact that it was tailored to you just days ago, ruining it without batting his eyes.

The hand on your chin comes up to cover your mouth. You whimper pathetically into his palm, shaking your head as he tauntingly tears the seams of your dress even more.

Finally, he settles it around your shaking hips. You are wet already due to the power, the carelessness, the harsh nature of his every move. He sighs in annoyance at the sight of your garter belt, “You make things so fuckin’ difficult f’me.”

A finger curls around your lace panties, and he tugs until they also come apart under his touch. You had wanted to give him a show when you had gotten home later, but he is spoiling the surprise with every passing second. Spoiling it by destroying it.

“Please, Joel,” you say but it is muffled into his hand.

“The more ya struggle, the less I’ll care,” he says simply and you still in his grip. When he is satisfied with his work on your clothes, removing any barrier that’ll separate his cock from your cunt, he moves to undo his belt and zipper. A grunt leaves his lips as the cool air of the room hits the sensitive skin of his dick.

He shoves inside of you without warning with an animalistic sound. It stings painfully as he forces your walls to adjust to him, but you soothe yourself by biting down on the flesh of his palm. He responds by digging his hand further into your mouth, forcing it open even more until your jaw strains.

When he starts fucking you harshly, you know for a fact that by the end of this, you will have to start getting ready all over again. You cannot see the red lipstick in the mirror, but you know it is smeared since its taste mixes with the salt of Joel’s skin. Your eyes sting too, wet mascara dripping into them as you cry from the intensity of what is happening to your body.

He knows you like it like this, you try to convince yourself, he’d never continue if you didn’t like it.

“Don’t you ever have the audacity to talk back to me again,” he spits venomously, picking up his pace. The edge of the table gnaws into the front of your thighs, and he seems to keep going deeper despite kissing your cervix with every thrust, “That ain’t how this thing works. I don’t want to hear another disrespectful word comin’ out ya mouth when I pay you to be nothing outside of me. You are fuckin’ nothing.”

Tears of frustration and grief fall from your eyes despite the growing pressure in your lower abdomen. A strong hand settles on your hips. Joel grinds his pelvis into you with a force that makes the table shake, a few other decoration pieces falling off. Your cunt throbs at the thought of him making it up to you by letting you choose new pretty items to replace the broken ones. You push back into him.

“Hah, you dumb slut,” he taunts, landing a painful slap on the curve of your ass. You clench around him at the impact and he nearly becomes unable to finish his sentence, “You love Daddy’s cock that much when it makes you cry?”

You nod frantically.

“That’s right,” he says over your shoulder, “Good girl takin’ me every way I want.”

His own moans start to interrupt his speech. He grows more silent, more concentrated on fucking you open until you might collapse.

You can barely stand anymore, but he shifts to hold your hips with both his hands. As the hand leaves your mouth, you realize how vocal you have become because your screams bounce off the walls and come back at you with a mocking undertone. Look at what he has reduced you to. You are sure the staff can hear you too. Any newcomers will be in the middle of getting talked out of calling the police right now.

Your every muscle aches by now. He has you on your tippy toes with how hard he goes, and your body cannot fight it anymore. The coil in your belly is just about to snap.

“I’m gonna— gonna come, Daddy.”

“I knew you would, baby, my perfect girl,” he praises to the point where your stomach swirls with excitement and joy. He lets you come without being mean to you, watching your thighs as they shake and your eyes as they weep fresh tears from relief.

Your fluttering cunt sends him over the edge too. He speaks filthy nonsense, pulsating inside of you until you feel his load spill down your folds from how much he fills you. He pants softly whilst you milk him, aggression seeping from him as he comes down from his high.

“Thank you,” you sob quietly, “Thank you, thank you.”

“Clean up this mess,” he orders after pulling out, one last stab at you, “Staff shouldn’t be responsible for your dirty doin’.”

You fall to your knees as he starts tucking himself back into his dress pants. Your cheek rests on the cool surface of the vanity, and you actively avoid the puddle of saliva you’ve created there.

“We’re leaving in half an hour,” he says before leaving you to the sound of nothing but your heaving breaths and his come dripping from your cunt.

Later, after choosing a dress that’s nowhere as beautiful as the red one, you notice a generous number has been inserted into your bank account. He scoffs a ‘perfect’ when you meet him in the garage.

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rainylana · 11 months

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“Kiss me.”

Eddie Munson x female reader

summary: eddie is having a bad day, so he looks to you for comfort.

warnings: bully!eddie, mean!eddie, slight perv!eddie mentions of smut and masturbation, mentions of eddie’s home life.

Eddie was tired, mentally and physically. Tired of his life, his friends and his fucked up family, apart from Wayne of course. He was tired of school, his band. Just tired. He was tired of living everyday pretending to be happy when he was only miserable. The trauma from his childhood was haunting him, the scars from his dad a big, nasty reminder of growing up.

The only thing that was keeping him going was you. Ironic, when it reality, you hated him. He treated you terribly. He knew it, he loved it. It was the only way he knew how to express himself. He fantasized about you, thought about how your cunt would feel with his cock penetrating inside of you, how it would feel to kiss your lips and pull your hair.

He got off treating you the way he did, being mean. He stole your things, pulled at your hair and tripped you in the halls, made fun of you in class in front of everyone. He loved to make you cry. He never once thought about having a civil conversation, asking you out on a date or just being openly friendly. He didn’t want that with you. Growing up was difficult. He learned how to express himself in different ways unlike everyone else. Wayne tried his best to raise him honorably, to respect people, especially women, and treat them right, but Eddie was complicated.

Deep, deep down, he was a good person with a good heart, he just didn’t know how to share it with anyone.

He wasn’t having a good day whatsoever. Everything was pissing him off. You were pissing him off. Your smile, your laughter. The fact you were obviously having an enjoyable day. He wanted you to be miserable like him, so he needed the chance to get you alone.

He sat in a seat in the auditorium, not participating in choir practice for the third time that week. His feet were propped up on the seat in front of him, arms crossed with tatted flesh and bracelets, clad in dark clothing. He watched you sing with your peers, chin high and that ugly pink bow that sat on the back of your head. He wanted to ruin you, and he hated that he was growing hard while watching you.

He loved your little stockings, your knee high socks and white shoes. The little bows you wore and the gold, cross necklace around your neck. You portrayed innocence, but Eddie knew better. He could practically smell the way you dripped for him.

When the bell rang and class was dismissed, Eddie stood, stalking over to you slowly and predatorily, like a hunter and it’s prey. You were left behind by your friends while you gathered your things, turning on your heel to wave goodbye to the teacher. He internally scoffed. Always such a goody-two shoes.

You gasped when you came face to face with him, left alone in the empty auditorium. Your face melted into fear, the look that he loved.

“What is it, Eddie?” You tried not to let your voice tremble. “I already gave you the homework for english.”

He shamelessly looked you over. “You seem like you’re having a good day.”

You gulped, knowing he was about to ruin it. “I am.”

He smirked. “Couldn’t help but notice you were watching me over there.”

“I was not.” You defended, adjusting the hold on your books. “I was singing.”

“Sure,” He stared at the open exposure of your chest.

“My eyes are up here.” You tapped your head, spinning on your heal to walk away.

He let you get a few feet away before stopping you again. “Don’t you have something for me?”

You stopped, shoulders dropping as your hand went to your hair. You turned to glare at him, pulling out your pink ribbon and tossing it to him. “You are so weird. What the hell do you do with those anyway?”

He watched the way your hair cascaded down your shoulders, and he looked down to the new silk ribbon he could add to his collection. He always made you give them to him.

“I like annoying you.” He smelled it before putting it in his pocket, making your face flush.

He smirked. “If it bothers you so much than stop wearing them? Ever think of that?”

You could, but that would mean you wouldn’t be getting as much attention.

“Whatever.” You brushed off. “Can I go?”

“I don’t know, can you?”

You groaned, which turned into a gasp when he grabbed your arm, yanking you toward him. “Eddie!”

He stared at you long and hard, holding you against his body firmly. Your breath was heavy, eyes fluttering rapidly as your eyes were locked.

“If I told you I wrap your sweet little ribbons around my cock, what would you say?” He whispered.

Your eyes widened, lips parting in shock.

“If I told you,” His other arm wrapped around your back, trapping you in his grip. “That I think of you scuffing your knees for me? That I get off to making you hate me? What would you say?”

Your eyes filled with tears, your heart racing and face flushing. You hated that heat rushed to your thighs.

He searched your face, looking for something, you didn’t know what. Answers, maybe? An explanation to why he felt the way he did? Why he had to grow up the way he did, experience such a horrific home life and father. Why was he falling in love with you? And why, damnit, couldn’t he tell you.

“Kiss me.” He said softer, not letting go of you.

It wasn’t an order or a demand, for once, Eddie was soft with you. It made you throb. Your eyes fluttered closed and you stood on your tip toes. You shakily placed your lips on his, giving him a delicate kiss. He imagined kissing you many times, but it was never like this. It was soft, gentle. You moved your lips with his like soft ocean currents.

When you pulled apart, he let you go slowly, releasing your arms from his tight grip. He was at a loss for words, looking down and avoiding your eyes. He felt so much. For once, he just wished he could tell you how he felt, why he did the things he did. Maybe kissing you was his way.

“Eddie-” You began to say before he cut you off.

“Don’t.” He shut his eyes, overwhelming.

But Eddie was Eddie. He was complicated, an over thinker. He made things much more difficult than they needed to be.

He looked at you, a mixture of sadness and anger taking over his features as he turned to walk away. “Just don’t.”

#lana’s shit post #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #stranger things #stranger things season four #joseph quinn #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson headcanons #bully!eddie

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saeist · 9 months

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YUP PLS TALK MORE ABOUT SAE

okay anon.. you asked for this. my personal headcanons about sae

has a 7 step skincare routine (99% canon)

owns airpods max and it stays on his head 24/7. he only removes it when it's time for practice

likes bracelets so he wears a bunch of them and buys from those little shops along the streets

has a sweet tooth! loves candy and ice cream especially

likes taking walks at night just to destress

no social media presence.. only posts sponsorships on his main

has a finsta but rarely uses it and only has like 3 people on it. it only has his old posts and selfies when he first came to spain and that's it 😭

covers the edges of tables and shit like that with his hand when you reach down to pick up something off the floor

likes to shove your hands inside the pocket of his tracksuit/windbreaker/jacket/you name it

wears a thin gold chain with a cross pendant

has a clear phone case and never changes it

also has that privacy screen protector just because it came with his phone case when he bought it online

doesnt really like to go clubbing but if he gets dragged into it, he doesnt mind

will never associate the first conversation. like ever

the type to watch random youtube videos or tiktok before sleeping

goes to bed with nothing but sweatpants

wears a headband when he does his skincare

has your hair tie on his wrist at all times

you gave him a necklace and he wears it everyday but only removes it during matches but before he does, he kisses it

before he makes a goal, in his head he dedicates it to you and when it goes through the net, he automatically looks at you in the stands. his silent way of showing his dedication

is unbiased so you ask him for his opinions on everything even if you were in the wrong, he’d still point it out

likes going to the beach right before the sun sets and just sitting there listening to the waves

feeds seagulls bc they’re his favorite animals (💀)

#clearing drafts lmfao #blue lock imagines #bllk imagines #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #sae imagines #sae x reader #sae itoshi imagines #sae itoshi x reader #you have (1) new message!#from: unknown sender

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slvthrs · 10 months

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okay well now i need more dealer!vinnie x reader 😫

ofc babes!!

STARGIRL INTERLUDE | vinnie hacker

— MINORS PLEASE FUCK OFF FOR UR OWN GOOD —

after you and your drug dealer start dating and he just can't help feeling just a little too possessive of you

DRUG DEALER!VINNIE X FEM!READER

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, use of drugs, relationship sex, degradation n praise kink, pet names, unprotected sex (use birth control idiots), choking, jealous/possessive vinnie, daddy kink, spanking

word count: 1.7k

Me and Vinnie had been dating for nearly a month and we were planning to celebrate our anniversary by going to have dinner at his apartment but we both had to go to our friend's house for different reasons- I was there to support my best friend during her birthday party and he was there to sell drugs.

So cut to me currently sitting in front of my mirror doing my makeup- it’s was my everyday look of black smudged eyeliner but I added some shimmer on my eyelids to make them pop and added a deep red almost black lipstick to the middle of my lips and smudged it out- Vinnie’s favorite.

I fluffed up my hair and tried to find some sort of hairstyle to wear but I just ended up wearing it down. I was wearing a mini skirt with a red corset top- I was wearing a jumble of rings and necklaces along with his silver choker from hard jewellery. On my feet were platforms along with knee high black lace socks and to finish the outfit I was wearing Vinnie’s oversized leather jacket.

I had finished my makeup and now I was sitting on my bed grabbing the stuff to put into my black purse- my phone, airpods, cigarette box, money, ID, lighter and my weed pen. That was when Vinnie walked into the room and looked at me with a sort of excitement which I then realized was due to the fact I was wearing his jacket and just in general of how good I looked.

“Peaches” God I loved that pet name, he sat in front of me on the bed, “You look so fucking good” he sad planting a kiss on my lips,

I giggled against his lips, and he continued “Do we have to go out, I bet Chloe won’t even know your missing” he argued

“Babe, it’s Chloe. I’ve known her since forever c’mon we just have to make an appearance and you have people who expect you to be there” I say with a pout and then drag him off our bed and then plant a kiss on his temple.

He was wearing a white david bowie top along with boyfriend jeans in blue and some nike air forces. The outfit was completed with gold rings on his hand and a gold necklace around his neck. To put is easily he looked fucking amazing I ruffled up his blond locks a bit and planted a kiss on his lips and pull him out of the apartment.

We end up situated in his car and I connect my phone to the aux and scroll through my spotify to find a good song but I just end up putting my likes on shuffled and it ends up on ‘Stargirl Interlude’ and I start dancing in my seat and lip syncing to the song,

“I had a vision,

A vision of my nails in the kitchen,

Scratching counter tops, I was screaming,

My back arched like a cat, my position couldn't stop you were hitting it”

The lyrics just end up causing Vinnie to end up in a fit of laughter and I end up smacking his arms and asking him to stop acting like a middle schooler with fake offense in my voice,

“Holy shit what is this song called” He asks while trying to compose himself, I just grin at him and tell him it's called Stargirl Interlude,

“Oh wait it’s like the song you made me listen to um what was it OH WAIT STARBOY” He exclaims and I just nod at him chuckling at myself,

“So wait if I’m Starboy does that make you my Stargirl” He asks and I think about it, “Hmm I guess so, I’m your stargirl” he just laughs, “You bet you are,” and then he kisses me again

— — TIME SKIP — —

We’ve been at Chloe’s party for about 3 hours and both of us want to leave but Vinnie has one more thing he has to do so I just end up waiting for him while on my phone when a guy come up to me,

“Oh hey I saw you from across the dance floor, you look really pretty” He says, he’s about 6 foot, and is wearing a black dress top and black jeans, damn nice clothes,

“Oh thanks” I saw with a friendly smile hoping to end this conversation

“I was wondering if I could get your number your just like really hot” Fuck this is going to be an annoying conversation

“Uhm actually I have a boyfriend so no thanks” I say trying to be as nice as possible

“Oh c’mon I don’t see him anywhere” He says trying to convince me

“He’s in the back and I’m seriously not interested” I say backing up but eventually hitting a counter

He keeps trying to get my number for about 3 more minutes while I keep telling him to stop until I meet Vinnie’s eyes across the room in front of the door looking like he’s about to hurt someone, and that's when I remember that it might look like something entirely different to him.

I maneuver around the guy and I run to Vinnie who is almost outside the door as I call out his name, “Vinnie just listen to me!” I yell and all he does is tell me is to get into his car

We just sit in the silence waiting for eachother to say something, we don’t say anything until we get into the apartment and as soon as the door closes he’s on me.

His lips smash onto mine as I’m pressed on the door and he’s pulling my jacket off, “I thought I was gonna go crazy seeing you flirt with him” He says as he pulls his lips off mine and onto my neck.

“Vinnie, fuck, I wasn’t flirting with him” I moan out

“Fuck, I know baby I know but I need to remind you who you belong to got it?” He says it like it's a question but it’s a statement, a command and a promise.

He pulls me off the door and I’m bent over his countertop with him pulling of my skirt and my panties in one swift motion and smacking my ass causing me to yelp and he grabs the base of my neck making me look up at him into his eyes that have darkened with something more sinister,

“I’m gonna make sure the only thing you can say after this is my fucking name, got it whore?” He says while slapping my ass again causing me to moan a ‘yes daddy’ under my breath

He takes his dick out, pumping it a bit and then running it through my folds and slamming it into me, gaining some of the most porngraphic moans that have ever left my mouth.

He places his finger around the choker on my neck and then pulls my head back and then spits in my mouth, “C’mon whore swallow it” he says as his eyes narrow and darken

His hands don’t leave my neck instead they let go of my choker and now he’s choking me letting me see stars, it doesn’t take long for my orgasm to come crashing as I cum around his dick.

He pulls me off and then spins me around and picks me up and takes me to his room and places me on his bed but he doesn’t join me he gets up and walks to the living room to grab my purse and pulls out my weed pen.

He sits in front of me and takes two puffs of the pen and then pulls my mouth close to him and blows the smoke into my mouth, the mixture of the weed and the eroticness of the situation makes my head spin and I pull Vinnie into a messy kiss still recovering from my post oragasm haze.

I climb on top of him and I rub his dick with my cunt making him moan in my mouth and letting me relish in the power I have. But it doesn’t last long until he’s pulling me off of him and pushing me on the bed and climbing on top of me to fuck me.

He lines his dick up with me and slams into me again causing me to tip back my head and arch into him, I claw at his shirt and he gets the hint and pulls his shit of but not before he pulls of my shirt and I run my hands up from his abs up to his chest and I start biting in hickies into his chest until I grab his hands and start kissing his finger and then put the digits into my mouth swirling them around with my tongue and sucking on them as if they were his dick.

I open my eyes to see him staring deep into me just watching as I suck on his finger, he’s so focused on looking and me that he’s stopped moving and is just staring, “God your such a whore for me aren’t you, your my little bitch” I don’t respond I just moan around him finger and pull them out with a pop!

He takes the hand I was just sucking on and brings them to my clit and starts circling it and continues thrusting into me chasing his own orgasm, I’m so close that my legs are shaking and I’m about to cry while he just places a kiss on my lips and continues his agonizing pace.

He finally cums after I cum for a second time and pulls out of me rolling over and he gets up to walk to the bathroom to grab a towel to clean me up and then finally lays down next to me grabbing the weed pen, and doing a few puffs before he passes the pen to me letting me take a few puffs before I succumb to my tiredness but not before he kisses me and calls me “My precious girl” as he cuddles up next to me and we succumb to our exhaustion.

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gojosnympho · 8 months

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summertime fine - j.yh

**this is part two to spring fling. it can be read standalone or you can read the first part by clicking on the link 🥰

pairing: yunho x black!fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff, light angst

word count: 6.8k

content warnings: established relationship, multiple sex scenes, phone sex, mutual masturbation, lil possessiveness from both yunho and reader, fingering (fem receiving) shower sex, unprotected sex (no), creampies, breeding kink, oral sex (m and f receiving), he puts a thumb in her butt (i’m sorry), mentions of pregnancy

synopsis: you finally get the chance to reunite with the love of your life.

playlist: SUMMER - the carters

author’s note: guess who finally finished pt 2 of spring fling 🤭. y’all gone jump me? be honest! i’m so sorry it took me so long to finish it. i hope y’all enjoy it!

tags: @ariesunz

summertime was just around the corner. you hadn’t seen yunho since you left cancún and it broke your heart everyday you weren’t with him. you texted and talked everyday though despite the time difference. it wasn’t the same as being with him: touching him, kissing him, hugging him, fucking him.

it was nighttime where you were so after a long day you were in bed trying to sleep but you couldn’t. you wished you were in bed with your boyfriend. you wished he was here. without much reluctance you found his contact and pressed the facetime button.

the phone rang twice before he picked up with a smile, “hey baby. shouldn’t you be asleep?”

“i can’t sleep. i miss you too much,” you pouted and yunho chuckled, running his fingers through his hair. you missed playing with his hair.

“i miss you too, baby,” he told you. “did you get the presents i sent you?” he asked with a smirk on his lips.

you nodded, panning the camera down to show him. it was a gold necklace with his initial dangling from it on a pendant. you then lifted your leg up to the camera so he could see the other piece of jewelry: a gold anklet with his initial also dangling from it. they came in the mail this morning. “they’re so pretty. i love them.”

“and i got this to match it,” he pulled down the collar of his shirt to show you a gold chain with your initial. your heart skipped a beat. he was so thoughtful and just the thought of him walking around with your initial so close to his heart almost made you tear up. the fact that everybody knew who he belonged to was an added plus but you wouldn’t tell him that.

“i love you,” you told him.

“and i love you,” yunho said, blowing a kiss to the camera. “you need to get some sleep. i’ll talk to you tomorrow, okay?”

“can we stay on just a little bit longer? i like hearing your voice,” you admitted. you were completely and utterly fucking whipped and you loved every second of it. who better to be whipped for than him?

yunho chuckled, “sure, babe.”

you talked for a few more minutes until yunho told you to go to sleep. you exchanged one more “i love you” before hanging up. you rolled over in bed, staring up at your ceiling while your thoughts were plagued with everything yunho. his smile, his face, his voice, his scent, his dick. you were going crazy without him. you didn’t think you could take another week of not seeing him. hell, you didn’t think you could take another day. you brought your hand to your neck and fidgeted with the golden ‘y’ around your neck until you fell asleep.

you didn’t even get a chance to have breakfast before your phone was ringing with a facetime call from your beloved boyfriend. sitting up in bed, you pressed the green button.

“didn’t we just talk?” you teased him

“yeah but now it’s my turn to go to bed and i wanted to talk to you before i did,” he admitted and you giggled, heat rushing to your cheeks. “and you look cute in the morning.”

“just in the morning?” you asked, finally getting out of bed and making your way to the bathroom to start your day.

“nah, you look cute in the morning but the rest of the day you look sexy,” he told you matter of factly. you nodded in understanding, propping your phone up on your sink so he could watch you as you washed your face and brushed your teeth.

“can i be honest?” yunho asked you, sinking even more into his comfy looking bed. you nodded, drying your face. “i want you so bad right now.”

you froze, “what?”

“i want you. i miss you, baby. i wanna fuck you,” yunho told you with the slightest hint of a moan.

it wasn’t uncommon for him to be so bold so you weren’t sure why you were so rattled. maybe it’s because you’d just woken up not too long before and your brain was still trying to catch up with the rest of your body. he smirked at your doe eyed expression, knowing he had you exactly where he wanted you.

“you wanna help your man with something?” he questioned you

“yes. anything,” you responded meekly.

“that’s a good girl,” the praise that left his lips went right to your pussy. “go back to your bed for me,” his voice was low and raspy. you did as told going back to lay on your bed. yunho smiled at how good you were for him and gave you another instruction. “take off your shirt.”

it wasn’t the first time you and yunho had phone sex. even though you were apart, both of you had needs and what better way to take care of them than over a facetime call. you pulled your shirt over your head, dropping it off the side of your bed. you panned the camera down so that yunho could see your pretty tits and your pretty brown nipples.

“they’re so pretty, baby. so perfect,” he praised you before propping his phone up so you could see what he was doing. his hand was palming the bulge beneath the fabric of his sweats and you could see just how hard he was. “play with them for me, mama. show me how you want me to touch you.”

you propped your phone up too. you began to play with your breasts like he’d asked, taking the mounds of flesh in your hands and kneading them like he’d done on so many of those hot cancún nights. you moaned, fluttering your eyes shut as you recalled how good his hands felt on your body. you pinched your nipples with your pretty manicured fingers and yunho grunted. you opened your eyes again to see that he pulled his dick out of his pants and was steadily stroking himself while he watched you.

“that feel good?” he asked and you hummed in response with a nod. “you want more?”

“yes, yunnie.”

“take off your thong. let me see you.”

he watched you as you pulled the thin piece of fabric off and threw it to join your shirt on the floor. you leaned back into your pillows and opened your legs for him to see the wet mess he created. yunho sucked in a breath, his hand beginning to pump faster up and down his dick. you trailed your pretty manicured hand down your body to your pussy. your middle finger found your clit and you gasped at the contact.

“you’re so fucking pretty and perfect. fuck baby,” yunho praised you some more. it encourages you to rub your clit even faster. you moaned out, yunho returned the gesture. yunho’s strokes matched the pace of the little figure eights you were rubbing into your clit. both of your moans were whiny and desperate. it was so obvious you guys needed each other.

“i need you inside me so bad,” you whined out and just like that yunho finally let go cumming all over his fist. you kept rubbing yourself until you came with a breathy moan.

when your heartbeat went back to normal and the ringing in your ears stopped, you lazily reached for your phone. you gave yunho a smile that he returned. you both cleaned up, yunho was relaxed in bed when you finally spoke to him.

“i want to have sex with you for real. i can’t take this anymore,” you complained, dramatically falling back onto your bed.

yunho chuckled, “i know baby. i do too.”

“i wanna come visit!” you told him with a pout. he smiled again at how adorable you were. he just adored you so much.

“you sure you wanna come here instead of me coming to you?” he inquired

“yes! i’ve never been to korea. i wanna come yunnie,” you gave him those pretty, brown puppy dog eyes that you learned he could never say no to. you batted your eyelashes for added effect.

“alright, baby girl. if that’s what you want. i’ll buy you a ticket,” he agreed and you squealed in excitement, hiding your face in your pillow. you were gonna see him again after three months.

“i can’t wait to see you, boo,” you told the man on the other end of the phone.

“i can’t wait to see you.”

…

yunho hated that you were traveling alone. he was so anxious the whole day, all he could think about was you and your safety. that’s why he would’ve preferred if he came to you, but he knew you could handle yourself. that sentiment didn’t make him any less anxious though. he called and texted you at every opportunity to check up on you.

you smiled whenever his name popped up on the screen. you texted him back almost immediately every time to tell him you were okay. you loved how caring he was and that you being comfortable and safe was his top priority. traveling by yourself to a completely different country was scary but he made it so much easier. you loved him so much and you couldn’t wait to see him.

you landed in south korea finally after being on a plane for what felt like days. you were anxious to get off the plane and meet yunho inside the airport. you made it through baggage claim and then headed to the pick up area to meet yunho. you didn’t see him at first to your dismay, he should be easy to spot. you stood on your tiptoes to search over the heads of the people who were probably also searching for their loved ones.

“looking for someone?” a voice from behind you asked. a voice you’d come to love. you turned around and literally jumped into his arms. yunho squeezed you so tight you almost couldn’t breathe but you loved every second of it.

“i missed you so much,” you murmured, your face buried in the crook of his neck.

“i missed you,” he said back to you. he sat you back down on the ground and gave you a once over before giving you a sweet kiss on your lips. “c’mon,” he grabbed the handle of both of your suitcases in one hand and your hand in the other. “let’s get you home so you can rest.”

home. it sounds so good falling from his lips. you nodded, walking with him back to where he parked his car. you were almost taken back by how expensive it looked. it was an all black sports car, even the rims for his tires were blacked out. the windows were so tinted you couldn’t even see inside. you knew yunho had money but now it’s really dawning on you that he had money. maybe that expensive purse he got you for a gift should’ve been the first clue, or the gold pieces of jewelry around your neck and ankle. hell, the gold piece of jewelry around his neck too. you couldn’t lie and say you didn’t like it though. a loving and caring boyfriend and he’s rich too? what girl would hate that?

yunho put your suitcases and carry on in his trunk and then opened the door to the passenger side for you. you thanked him before sliding inside the cushy sports car. the interior was just as expensive looking as the outside, with dark red leather seats with black trimming. his car smelled like him, it relaxed you. you were finally with him after months of not seeing him. it was surreal. it’s like it wasn’t even happening. yunho got on the driver’s side and offered you his phone to play whatever music you wanted to play.

“you must really love me, huh?” you asked the man as you scrolled through all of his saved songs. none of them looked appealing enough to you though so you decided on an old r&b song your mom used to play for you.

“you know i do,” he replied. he grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it so gently you felt like you were going to melt into a puddle right there in that seat. he stole a quick glance at you, his eye catching the gold necklace around your neck and the way it danced in the sunlight. yunho loved the fact that everybody knew who you belonged to. he’d never tell you that though.

“last time we were in a car together we ended up fucking on the hood,” you pointed out to your boyfriend. he glanced at you again, this time with a smirk splayed on his pretty lips.

he used one of his hands to squeeze your thigh, “wanna go for round two?”

you pushed his hand off of you playfully, “you’ll get some pussy later.”

“you know i’ll always wait for you, baby.”

he always knew exactly what to say to make your heart skip a beat. nobody has ever made you feel the way he did, so loved, adored, and happy. you’ve only known him for a few months but it feels like you’ve known him for years.

surreal was the word of the day because that’s how you felt walking through yunho’s apartment. you’d only ever seen it via facetime calls and the pictures he sent you from various places in the apartment. the common area alone was huge, with a big ass flat screen tv mounted on the wall, a very big couch, a ping pong table situated in the corner of the room, and glass paned windows that made the room seem even more open. it was clean too, cleaner than you left your apartment before coming here. you wondered if he cleaned it himself.

“let me show you upstairs,” he grabbed your hand and your suitcase again, leading you upstairs to his room. the room you’d seen on facetime so many times you were sure you’d seen every inch. the bed was just as big as you imagined and you were excited to be sharing a bed with him again after all these months. “the bathroom is in there if you wanna shower.”

“can you join me?” you asked him

“i can’t promise i’m gonna keep my hands to myself,” he warned you

“who said i wanted you to?” your voice was low and seductive. it reminded yunho of the first time you ended up in bed together. just that question had blood rushing to his dick.

the shower really did start off as a shower. it took a turn when yunho pressed himself against you, his hard dick on your back making you shudder, “you think your little pussy can still take me after all this time?” his lips were on your ear as he massaged circles into your hips.

“it’s yours so i think so,” you teased the man. you pushed yourself back on him making him grunt and dig the pads of his fingers into your hips that he was previously massaging. he pressed you against the cool tile of his shower and smashed his lips into yours. it didn’t take long for him to reach between your bodies, lips still on yours, to start rubbing your clit. you moaned into his mouth before you pulled away so you could look him in his eyes while he played with you.

“your pussy miss me as much as you did?” he asked you. you were about to reply but the words didn’t even get a chance to slip past your lips before he was pushing one of his long fingers into your pussy. you threw your head back with a loud whine. “you’re sucking it right up, baby. did you miss my fingers?”

“yes.”

he stuffed another finger inside of you, scissoring you open so good you were seeing stars. “your fingers can’t make you feel this good huh?” he curled them inside of you and you could feel the pads of his fingers massaging that spot so deep inside you. it felt so fucking good. he was right about your fingers. your fingers weren’t long enough to reach where his could. that’s why it was so frustrating not being able to fuck him whenever you wanted. you couldn’t get yourself off the way yunho can. “answer me, sweetheart.”

“no,” you began, losing your thought halfway through when he started fingering you faster. even over the loud splattering of the warm shower water you could hear the squelching of your wet pussy. “yunho. please don’t stop.” you begged him. your hand wrapped around his wrist in an attempt to make sure he didn’t stop like you’d asked. you were getting so close to your orgasm and you’d be damned if it got ripped away.

he didn’t stop. in fact, he sped up. you cried out his name with a loud moan that had yunho moaning right along with you. your hands went to grip his biceps as your pussy fluttered helplessly around his two fingers. “you gonna cum on my fingers?”

“mhm. i’m gonna cum for you,” you told the man. he kept up that brutal pace on your pussy, fingering you and murmuring praises to you until you were cumming all over his fingers with a moan so loud you were almost sorry for his neighbors. yunho pulled his fingers from your pulsing pussy and wasted no time taking the digits in his mouth to suck them clean.

“just as sweet as i remember you, princess,” yunho hummed

you didn’t even get a chance to recover from your orgasm before yunho was rubbing his tip through your folds. he took his bottom lip between his teeth, centering himself because he knew if he was too hasty he was gonna cum fast. he continued to rub himself through your folds and finally, finally he pushed in. the gasp that he let out almost didn’t sound like it came from the deep voiced man. it was more whiny and desperate than you’d ever heard him.

“i missed you and this pussy so much.”

no words left your mouth because yunho started rocking his hips into you, turning everything that came from your throat into a sweet symphony of moans. you wanted to tell him how much you missed him but you guessed the way your pussy was sucking him in was enough for him. he kissed you, swallowing every moan that came from your mouth.

“that feel good, babe?” yunho asked, snapping his hips into you, his tip hitting your sweet spot so fucking good it brought tears to your eyes.

“s-so good, yunnie,” you slurred, eyes rolling into the back of your head.

“you feel so good, baby. can i cum in you?” he asked and your pussy fluttered around his dick. “you like that? want me to cum in this pussy?”

“please,” you choked out, eyes teary. “please cum in me. i missed you.”

yunho’s fist couldn’t compare to the way your pussy felt. you were wrapped so tight around him, your moans and whimpers descending onto his ears, and the way your pretty face was screwed up in pleasure. he still didn’t want to cum just yet, it was too early. so he slowed the fast pace of his thrusts which made you let out a groan of frustration.

“stop holding back, yunnie,” you complained, purposefully clenching around him. yunho hissed, his hands dropping down to hold your hips.

“i don’t wanna cum yet.”

you whined again, “please. i wanna feel it. i wanna feel you.”

just the utterance of that sentence made yunho let go of his restraints and pound into you with no remorse. you screamed his name, your pussy squeezing him so tight he almost couldn’t move inside of you. you were getting close too. yunho didn’t stop his movements until both of you were cumming together with pants and breathy moans.

“i missed you so bad,” you told him. you laid your head on his wet chest while you caught your breath.

“i missed you too, baby.”

finally out of the shower, yunho was all over you again. this time it wasn’t sexual though. he just wanted to touch you and be near you but simultaneously that’s all you wanted too. so you let him touch you and kiss you and rub you while you lie in bed with him. it felt good to be there with him. in his bed, with sheets that smelled just like him. you didn’t think you’d be able to take it when you had to catch your flight home at the end of the summer but you refused to let those thoughts in and ruin the moment.

“surely our itinerary this entire summer isn’t just having sex and laying in bed,” you teased your boyfriend, climbing on top of his body and straddling it.

he put his hands on your hips, because he just had to be touching you in some way, “of course not. i wanna show you around and take you to all my favorite places and the guys said they wanted to see you again. i promise i have a lot planned. i just figured your first day here you would want to relax.”

“you know me so well because if you would’ve tried to take me out today after that long ass flight i would’ve killed you,” you told him, pinching his cheeks between your thumb and index finger.

yunho just chuckled and squeezed your hips in his soft hands before replying, “like you said, i know you so well.”

when tomorrow came, yunho took you out to show you around the city. he showed you all of his favorite spots, bought you korean street food, and took as many pictures of you as he could. he knew you weren’t leaving any time soon but he still wanted to cherish every memory he made with you. he loved you. in fact, you’re the only girl he’s ever loved deeply. to think he met you only such a short time ago.

“you know you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me?” yunho told you as you walked hand in hand down the busy streets of seoul.

“really?” you asked him

“really,” he confirmed.

“you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” you told him with a smile.

it was dark when you finally made it back to yunho’s apartment. you kicked your shoes off of your tired feet the moment he opened the door and plopped down dramatically on the couch. yunho chuckled but followed suit.

“i had so much fun today, yunnie.”

“good. it’s all for you,” he punctuated his sentence by giving you a soft kiss on the lips.

“when you come visit me in the states i’ll show you around my city too,” you told him.

“can’t wait.”

it’s been a week now since you’ve been in korea. you’ve seen his friends who were more than happy to see you, he showed you around seoul some more, and you’ve been having so much sex you were surprised you could still feel your legs. it was like cancún all over again, it felt different this time though. this time it felt… permanent. this time you knew you’d see him again. you found comfort in that.

“what’s on your mind, sweetheart?” yunho asked you, pulling you from the thoughts swirling in your head.

“you,” you replied smoothly without missing a beat. the tips of yunho’s ears turned red and a light blush dusted his cheeks. you knew how to get him flustered just like he did you.

“you think about me a lot?” yunho asked you, trying to play off the effect you had on him.

“mhm,” you confirmed with a nod.

“when do you think about me?” yunho asked you

“when i wake up in the morning, before i go to sleep, in the shower, literally all the time.”

“and when else do you think about me?” yunho questioned that familiar glint in his eyes. the glint that meant he was getting ready to fuck you until you couldn’t think straight anymore.

“when i’m horny. when i’m fucking myself with that pink dildo you like so much. i think about you when i cum all over it and how much i wish it was your dick i was cumming on instead,” your voice was low and sultry like how it was every time you were trying to seduce him. it worked like a charm every time. “do you think about me?”

“yeah,” he began. “i think about you when i’m brushing my teeth, when i’m eating. i even dream about you,” he finished. “i think about you when i’m fucking my hand and how much i wish it was your pussy.”

“do you say my name when you cum?” you asked him

“of course i do. do you say mine?”

“duh!” you replied.

it was silent but only for a few seconds before yunho broke it, “come here.” he beckoned you closer to him with his hand. you complied with his wishes coming closer to him.

“what?” you asked him softly, crawling into his lap. you knew what. you could feel how hard he was by just sitting there. you knew what he wanted.

he didn’t answer, he only started to rub his hands up your sides and on your back just how you liked. he took it a step further when his hands trailed down to roughly grip your ass. you jolted forward in surprise and yunho chuckled.

“was that too rough for you, princess? i’m sorry,” his apology was insincere. he knew exactly what the fuck he was doing because this time he landed a smack on it. you jolted again, a soft moan leaving your lips. he used his hand to soothe the light sting cooing apologies in your ear. “i’m sorry baby. it’s just so fat i can’t help myself.”

“stop teasing me. i wanna fuck,” you complained, nuzzling your head in the crook of his neck. yunho went back to caressing your body gently like he was before.

“do something for me first,” yunho said.

you lifted your head up, “anything.”

he lifted you off of him with ease and sat you on the bed, “lay on your stomach and face me.” so you did. you laid on your belly with your head hanging off the bed to face him, “you’re such a good girl.” yunho praised you.

he pulled his sweats and briefs down, his dick flopping out almost hitting you in the face. yunho grabbed himself and ran the pretty pink tip over your lips.

“open,” he told you.

you slowly unhinged your jaw taking his dick into your mouth. he grunted, bucking his hips up causing you to choke around him. in retaliation you slapped his thigh but that only made him fuck into your mouth even more. the sounds that came from you were music to yunho’s ears. he looked down to see how messy your face had become, for some reason it made his heart flutter. he pulled out of your mouth for a moment to give you a breather.

“so messy,” yunho teased. he took his thumb to gently wipe around your mouth and then he pushed it past your lips for you to suck on. “that’s a good fucking girl. so good with your mouth.”

you released his thumb with a popping sound before opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out. yunho took the invitation, slapping his dick on your tongue then diving right back into your mouth. his thrusts were shallow at first. they quickly sped up until you were choking around him again. he held your head still while he used your throat to get off.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” he hissed. he grabbed your hair in his hand and pulled you off. “i don’t wanna cum yet. i wanna cum inside you.”

you’d created a monster letting yunho hit it raw your last night in mexico together. now all he wanted to do was cum inside of you whenever he had the chance. you liked it just as much, though. you loved the way he flooded your insides and you loved the way he fucked his load into you even more. if it weren’t for the birth control you were on you would’ve been pregnant by now.

yunho pulled you up by your arm and proceeded to take your lips in a bruising kiss. it was nothing but a mess of tongues, spit, and teeth. he didn’t stop kissing you; not even when he laid you down on the bed. he laid on top of you, lips still on yours. soon his kisses trailed down to your neck. there were already hickeys there from earlier this week, yunho added more. your moans were so sweet. so pretty. he grabbed the bottom of your shirt and pulled the piece of clothing over your head. his kisses trailed down to your breasts. he took his time giving each one attention. he kissed down your body until he made it to the band of your underwear.

“lift up, baby,” he instructed you. you did as told, lifting your hips up off the bed. he slid your underwear down your legs, and threw them somewhere in the room that was none of your concern right now. not when he was between your legs about to eat your pussy until you were shaking. “you’re nice and wet for me.”

you couldn’t respond because he’d already dove into your dripping pussy. you gasped at the way his tongue was already slurping up everything that had dribbled out of you. your hand flew to fist his hair while he ate you out.

“fuck, yunho!”

his lips closed around your clit to suck on it. you screamed out as you writhed against his face covering it in all of your juices. yunho looked up at you while his mouth was busy making you cum. you looked so hot like this, he thought. your eyes were closed and you were squeezing your breasts in your hands. he took it a step further. he pushed his tongue in your tight hole making you gasp.

you arched your back off the bed, “you are so fucking—.” your words were cut short when you felt yunho’s thumb push into your asshole. “—nasty! fuck keep doing that, yunnie please!”

with his thumb still in your ass and his tongue still busy on your pussy you could feel how close you were to cumming.

“yunho, please please please!” you chanted as your eyes crossed and your body seized up. your orgasm hit you with full force. you squirmed, gasped, and tried to close your legs around your boyfriend’s head but he just kept going until your climax fizzled out.

he came from between your legs, face shiny with your juices, “you taste so good. wanna taste?” you nodded eagerly, grabbing him by his chain and pulling him in for another filthy kiss. you could taste yourself all over his lips, all over his tongue, and you needed more of him.

your body was still shaking from your orgasm. yunho chuckled, “what’s funny?” you asked

“you’re shaking. was it that good, baby?” he laughed before peppering kisses all over your face.

“it was amazing, yunnie. i want more.”

yunho was on top of you again in seconds. he teased you first by running his tip through your folds and tapping it on your clit. he pushed into you in one swift motion, bottoming out. his chain with your initial was dangling in your face while your anklet with his initial was dangling by his ear. it was as erotic as it was romantic. he started slow at first because he knew you were probably still sensitive from your previous orgasm.

“faster,” you told him.

he sped up his pace, watching as your breasts bounced with every stroke. he’d never get tired of this view no matter how many times he found himself buried inside of you. you cried out to him, reaching to grab his hand in yours while he fucked you. you squeezed it when you felt just how fucking deep he was in your guts. it almost felt like he was touching your cervix.

“you’re so deep, yunho,” you whimpered.

yunho put his free hand on your tummy to feel the way his dick was thrusting in and out of you, “can you feel me right here, baby girl?” he pressed down on your tummy. you gasped, squeezing his other hand again.

“feels so fucking good.”

“how about i give you a baby so you can’t leave me and go back home?” yunho asked. you moaned so loud at his words to yunho’s delight and you squeezed his hand and dick. “yeah? you want that? fuck a kid into so you have to stay?”

“yes, yes please yunho. wanna have your baby,” you rambled not even completely sure of what you were saying because of how good he was making you feel. yunho grunted at the feeling of you squeezing around him and the words that were coming from your pretty lips.

“that’s a good girl. tell me you want me to knock you up,” yunho said. his hips never stopped pounding. he leaned down to really press you into the mattress and fuck you even deeper into it. his face was buried in the crook of your neck, placing kisses on the already blemished flesh. “say it.”

“w-want you to knock me up. wanna make you a—fuck— a daddy!” you cried out in pleasure. “fuck i think i’m cumming!” your eyes rolled back and you dug your heels into his spine as you creamed all over his dick.

“good fucking girl,” yunho praised you. “wanna be a mommy?”

“please,” you whimpered beneath him. yunho kept fucking into you until he deposited his own cum deep into your womb. you were out of breath when he pulled out of you and rolled over next to you.

“you okay? was that too much?”

“it was perfect, yunnie. i loved every second.”

…

it was nearing the end of july which meant soon your summer with your boyfriend would be over. you didn’t want it to end, you didn’t want to go back home and have to deal with only seeing him through facetime. you loved sharing a bed and an apartment with him. you thought seriously about just moving in with him no matter how big of a change it was going to be. you just wanted to be with him, so you proposed the idea to him on your last night there.

“what if i moved here and lived with you?” you asked, pushing his bangs out of his eyes.

“woah,” he began. he took one of his large hands and placed it on your tummy. “did i get you pregnant?” he finished, a proud smile on his face.

you shook your head, “not yet, baby,” yunho pouted. you laughed, grabbing his face in your hands. “we can have a baby later. i wanna move here because i hate being away from you. it sucks not being able to kiss you and hug you whenever i want.”

“babe moving to another country is a huge step. i can’t let you do that.”

you sucked your teeth and dropped your hands from his face to cross your arms over your chest, “but i want to! i wanna be here with you, yunho. i love waking up next to you every morning. i love being able to be with you whenever i want. i love you.”

“you can’t move here because…” he trailed making you bounce in anticipation. “i already bought an apartment in the states for us to live together,” yunho informed you and you felt like you stopped breathing.

your jaw dropped, “you what?”

“i’ve been planning this for a while, baby. like before you even came to visit. i was telling my mom how much i missed you and she told me to just go for it. so i went for it.”

“yunho,” your voice cracked before tears started to spill down your cheeks.

“don’t cry, honey,” he said, wiping your tears with his thumbs. “i love you too and i don’t want to be anywhere where you aren’t.”

more tears started coming until you were sobbing. nobody ever loved you this much. it was overwhelming. it was too fucking much. yunho cooed at you, wiping every tear away.

“calm down, sweetheart,” yunho cooed. he pulled you into his chest until you stopped crying.

“i’m sorry it’s just a lot take in.”

“it’s okay baby. don’t apologize,” he assured you. he kissed the crown of your head, “so are you ready to move in with me?”

you nodded at him, wiping the last remnants of your tears away, “i am.”

…

“do y’all think we’re moving too fast?” you asked your homegirls as they helped you pack up what was left of your old apartment.

“it’s too damn late to be asking that now. like this damn apartment not empty,” one of them replied, packing the last of your things in a box.

your other friend shoved her, “i think you’re doing just fine, mama. i think it’s romantic, ya know? i mean what nigga you know that’s gonna move all the way across the world for you?”

“not a lot.”

“exactly! everything is gonna be fine and even if it’s not; you live and you learn. but i think you’re gonna be fine!” she encouraged you. “and all you gotta do is keep fucking him because obviously whatever you got between them legs has that nigga at your feet.”

you shoved her this time, “shut up!”

“it’s true! keep putting it on him like that and in a few months you’re gonna be pregnant or engaged. or both.”

the thought of marrying yunho and having his kids had warmth blossoming in your chest. you could see it: yunho waiting on you hand and foot while you carried his baby and a pretty diamond ring on your finger. it was insane to even think about this so early in your relationship, you knew that. that didn’t stop the daydreaming though.

“almost ready, baby?” yunho asked, coming into your now empty bedroom.

“yeah, this is the last box,” you told him as you taped it closed. he grabbed the box from your hands, “i don’t know how someone so little who lives by herself can have so much shit.”

“whatever bro. just take the box to the truck,” you replied and playfully pushed him towards the door.

“he looks at you like you’re the only person in the room, girl,” your friend gushed. “i think y’all are gonna be just fine.”

yunho refused to let you see the new place until you went together. he wouldn’t show you any pictures or even tell you the damn address all he gave you was the key. even when you pulled in front of the building he made you close your eyes and made you promise not to peek. as much as it killed you, you didn’t. he led you inside, up to your floor via the elevator, every once in a while peering back at you to make sure you weren’t looking.

you heard the key turn in the lock and the door creak open, “open your eyes.”

you fluttered your eyes open, blinking a few times to adjust them to the light. when you finally focused you were in awe. it was a beautiful penthouse, with windows that overlooked the city, sleek tiled floors, a fireplace on a wall in the living room.

“jesus christ, yunho! how much did you spend on this place?” you asked him still looking around the huge space that was only just the living room.

“don’t worry about that. do you love it?”

“of course i love it! it’s perfect!”

you went deeper into the house to explore with yunho behind you. the kitchen was just as grand, as were the bedrooms, the bathrooms, and the terrace where you could see the skyline. it made yunho happy to see how in awe you were of the house he bought for you. he knew it was too soon for something this big but he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. he knew that deep down you were the one and he’d be damned if he was gonna let you slip away.

“i love you, yunho.”

“i love you, _____.”

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