#for the rest of the time leading up to the ep

[dangermousie]

Here is my subjective ranking of all the costume trailers iQIYI released (since I didn’t watch moderns or republican stuff they posted) note - not only is it subjective, it is just the trailers which often does not correlate with either quality of or my interest in the drama itself.

11 Go East - I am vvvv fond of Tan Jianci but this was the only trailer that bored me. It wasn’t bad, it just gave me NO hook of any kind. It’s a pity since this was one of the very few historical trailers (as opposed to wuxia, xianxia etc) and I love those. This said, trailers and dramas often don’t correlate so I hope the drama is good.

10 Reborn for Love - half this trailer is cutesy hijinks and I am just not wired for that. By the time the trailer was halfway over, I found myself thinking that if it wasn’t for leads, I’d not check it out. But the back half has blood and romance and I sat up and paid attention.

9 Fox Spirit Matchmaker: Red Moon Pact - I wanted to be more excited for this than I was. I love the cast. But even in comparison with the trailers for the other two entries in the series it looks…generic. I don’t truly get the vibe or the story. It’s nice but doesn’t grab me.

8 Fox Spirit Matchmaker: Sword and Beloved - it’s gorgeous and intense and screams fantasy romance and Cheng Yi fighting and bleeding. Pay your taxes, everyone!

7 Fox Spirit Matchmaker: Love in Pavillion - the visuals, the vibe, the angsty love feel, the colors! That trailer was my fave out of Fox ones. I need this drama now!

6 Strange Tales of Liao Zhai 2 - I haven’t seen s1 and mysteries (even supernatural ones) aren’t my thing. But the visuals in that trailer are insane and I spy with my little eye Yang Xuwen as one of two mains and the man owns my heart for Eternal Brotherhood and he brings his young Hu Ge vibes here too!

5 Win or Die - this baby is apparently only 18 eps and is all war war war but it’s a Cao Dun drama so the visuals are eye popping. It’s just stunning to look at tbh and sometimes (a lot of times), I want a grim war epic.

4 The Legend of Rosy Clouds - this trailer just grabbed me for some reason - it really makes you want to watch these people. It’s not visually amazing compared to the rest but it’s just dragging me in. In fact, while this isn’t my favorite trailer, out of all the dramas they promoed, this is the one I want to actually watch the most. I used to love the anime so maybe that’s why?

3 Snowy Night: Timeless Love - all the snow and the longing and the battles and we all know we will see red blood on that pristine white soon enough.

2 Love of the Divine Tree - it’s very very pretty and has so much shipping and angst and I have a huge 17 hangover so seeing Deng Wei with similar vibes is sending me. Honestly, my fantasy romance junkie is thirsting.

1 Fangs of Fortune - if someone told me a trailer for a drama full of actors I don’t care for would be my favorite, I’d not have believed it but here we are. This is fantasy and visuals and hooking you done right. I need this NOW!

ETA; I forgot follow your heart OMG! That’s my most fave except for Fangs of Fortune!

ETA2: and A Moment But Forever - I would rank it just behind snowy love.

#cdrama

[firebird-nonnette]

I never post, but just finished Loki s2e4 and.... what the hell?

Rant in the tags...

#loki spoilers #spoilers #like i can guess that this is leading up to some kind of TVA timeline branch #where they can get another shot at this #but everything was so choppy and scenes lacked progress or cosnequence #they were only exclamated by intense and disappointing gore or hopelessness #a real tough watch and tougher on suspending disbelief #and im nitpicking but it was only a 'magic dampener' that was keeping magic from being real in the TVA? #seems a little eh... like are infinity stones powerful now? #i had loved the idea of the TVA being a place without magic simply bc it was mysteriously separate from the rest of reality #anyways i just had to rant #old-man-yells-at-cloud style #im hoping that wasnt the end of Timely #i knew something bad was gonna happen to him when he had his cocoa #they only make characters do something that cute if theyre gonna suffer #im banking on next weeks ep being about going back on the TVAs timeline #the TVA used to be timeless but now that timeslipping is possible in the TVA i imagine that meand the TVA is now a part of 'time' #just kinda disappointed in the writing for this episode #but most marvel shows tend to have a episode 3-5 dip in quality for some reason #oh well

[lustspren]

P.S.T EP. 13 | Vultures ft Karina, Giselle.

length: 16k words ✦

Karina, Giselle & Male Reader

genres: footjob, titjob, anal, anal creampie, thighjob, ass eating, pussy eating, facial, hard sex, blowjob, friends competition (?, kinda daddy kink (?

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The nights you spent with Jimin still had their aftereffects on you. The morning after your date with ITZY you woke up with complete certainty that she was going to be by your side, but what you found was a completely empty side of the bed. It's not like it affected you emotionally, but it was a strange feeling.

The first thing you did when you woke up was pick up your phone and write to the ITZY girls. You told them that you had a lot of fun and that you appreciated the surprise, but that you were excited to actually catch up with them. You did not receive a response at that time. In Korea it was around 10 at night, so they were probably watching a movie or taking baths. Be that as it may, you sat up and rubbed your eyes, staring at the desk chair in front of you, mentally preparing yourself for the start of the day.

After gathering enough willpower, you reluctantly got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. You took a quick shower, five minutes more than enough to freshen up. You got out of the shower and brushed your teeth. Once cleaned, you dressed without any rush: you put on a black and gold Fred Perry sweater that Ryujin had given you, some khaki shorts, and the only pair of shoes you hadn't worn until now: black strappy leather sandals. wide, fastened to the ankle by a buckle.

Being ready, you didn't bother putting on perfume. Was not necessary to. You just combed your hair so you didn't look like a bum and grabbed your things before leaving your room. You headed to Jimin's room, where she and the rest of the girls were sleeping. When you arrived at the corresponding floor, you found a pleasant surprise at the end of the hallway: Jihye was already approaching the door to open it, but stopped when she saw you walking towards her.

The smile that formed on her face was certainly something new for you, but it was priceless. She was so pretty that she dazzled you, and the tracksuit jacket rolled up made her look even more attractive. But it didn't end there: she also ran towards you with small steps to hug you around your waist. You hugged her, surrounding her head.

"Good morning! How did you sleep, honey?"

She looked up at you. You looked down, meeting that pair of pretty, round eyes.

“Good morning, boss,” you smiled back. "Oh, pretty good, actually. What about you?"

She looked at a point in nothingness as she thought about it.

"Not really good. I felt kind of weird, I don't know."

She let go of you and you let go of her, but you maintained the closeness between the two of you.

"Mmm, that sucks. I felt that way too a few days ago."

"And you fixed it?"

"I mean, yeah. I think it was just because I had a lot of thoughts flying around in my head."

Jihye nodded, perhaps realizing that this was the case for her as well.

"Well, I just hope it doesn't happen again tonight. I'm the last one who can afford to sleep badly," she sighed.

“I can keep you company if you want,” you laughed.

You had said it as a friendly joke, but Jihye tilted her head as if thinking about it.

"Would you do that?"

You frowned and leaned your ear closer to confirm if you had heard correctly.

"Huh?"

"Huh?" she repeated with a couple of quick blinks. "Uh… nothing, listen, it's best if you don't give the girls any details about last night. And definitely don't bring up the hook up thing."

You looked at her with half-lidded eyes, still turning over in your head what you thought you heard just a few seconds ago. Since she had already changed the subject, you had no choice but to let it go.

"Don't worry, everything stays between you and me," you nodded, trying to reassure her.

"Very well, thank you. Come on, let's take a look in the lion's den," she gestured toward the door.

You let her take the lead. Jihye opened the door and you both found the room dark. The only light that came in was filtered through the closed curtains, which was barely enough to see the girls. The four of them were curled up next to each other in bed, peacefully asleep like four little angels.

"Fuck, I wouldn't want to have to wake them up," Jihye whispered. "Look at them."

Taking advantage of your moment of distraction while watching the girls, Jihye pricked the back of your hand with her nails. Inevitably, you let out a grunt of complaint and stepped away with a stomp hard enough to make the girls shift on the bed.

You frowned at Jihye, rubbing the back of your hand. The girls in front of you opened their eyes to look at you, each one more upset than the other.

"Wasn't there a more subtle way to do that?" you asked in annoyance.

"Don't be whiny, it was just a little prick," Jihye replied. "Besides, it worked."

Jimin was the first to sit up, leaning on her elbows. She watched you rub your hand with a frown and then looked from her to Jihye.

"What have you done to him?" she asked.

"You wouldn't want her to have woken you up the traditional way, would you?"

Jimin sighed and shook her head, sitting up on the bed. Aeri followed her, but Minjeong and Ning remained lying down as they watched you.

"No, that's perfect. Thank you."

"Okay, now that you're awake..."

Jihye got up to turn on the light in the room, causing them all to squeal at the glare. You couldn't help but chuckle. Minjeong and Ning hid under the sheet for a few seconds before coming back into the light. Jihye didn't care in the slightest, she sat on the bottom edge of the bed to watch them. You walked over to the couch in front of the window and started looking at your phone.

"Do you have any particular plans for today?"

They looked at each other and shook their heads, then looked back at Jihye.

"Great, because I had some ideas for spending the day together, if that's okay."

They looked at each other again, but this time they nodded.

“Sure, sounds good,” nodded Jimin, who then looked at you, “Did she rip a piece of skin off your hand?”

You looked up from your phone to see her and Jihye.

"Almost."

“Crybaby,” she stuck her tongue out at you and looked at the girls. "Take your time getting ready, okay? We'll meet you in the lobby. Put on comfortable clothes."

"Don't tell me to take my time because then I'll go back to sleep," Minjeong said.

"You do that and you will stay alone in the hotel. Maximum one hour."

"But you just said..."

“I changed my mind,” Jihye stood up with an innocent smile and walked towards the door, but not before turning to look at you. "You come?"

"Sure."

You stood up and kissed all the girls on the forehead before leaving with Jihye. You two went to the hotel's coffee bar, sat down at one of the tables near the back and waited for the girls, who arrived surprisingly quickly. Everyone was already dressed and ready to start the day.

You had a quick and light breakfast, accompanied by lattes. After finishing eating, Jihye prepared to share with you the agenda that she had planned for the day: first you would go to the aquarium, then to the botanical gardens, go with you to buy souvenirs for the ITZY girls and, finally, go to a discreet bar where no one would recognize them, only if they were up for it.

"I'm excited to go to the botanical gardens," Jimin said with a little smile. "I saw some photos and it looks beautiful."

"The aquarium too!" Ning said, looking at Jimin. "I sent you some photos, did you look at them?" Jimin nodded excitedly.

"And I'll definitely need that drink if I'm going to spend the whole day with you," Aeri joked, as she drank the last of her coffee.

The general atmosphere was good, everyone was excited to go sightseeing. But unlike the others, Minjeong seemed confused. Soon she would bring some discomfort to the table.

"Why do we have to help him shop for ITZY?" She looked at Jihye. "I mean, I'm sure he'll need our help, but I don't know how that's our problem."

All her eyes were directed towards her, Jihye's in particular did not look at all happy with that comment. She leaned across the table towards her.

"Don't be ungrateful, Kim Minjeong. Hasn't he taken good care of you throughout this tour? I'm sure at this point he deserves a favor or two from you."

Jihye's tone was stern and threatening. Aeri couldn't help but laugh at Minjeong's puppy face as she was scolded.

"Noze's right, you're being a bitch, Minjeongie. I'm more than happy to help. Plus, it's the perfect opportunity for me to shop too."

Jimin also took Jihye's side. She looked at Minjeong with obvious annoyance on her face.

"You're going whether you like it or not, girl. He deserves it."

Ning also jumped to your defense.

"Yeah, be grateful!"

Minjeong sank into her seat, crossing her arms and frowning. You, meanwhile, felt like a child caught in the crossfire of the argument between divorcing parents. However, you appreciated the way everyone took that stance. You didn't think Minjeong said that with bad intentions. Deep down, you knew she was just as good a person as the other three, but she was without a doubt an expert at being a spoiled brat.

When you were all ready you got up from the table and got ready to leave. Jihye still had the man who brought them from the bar the night before, who was in charge of taking them to the Atlanta Botanical Gardens. Before getting out of the car, Jihye recommended that everyone put on masks and caps to hide their identity. In your case it was not necessary, but you agreed so that they would not feel uncomfortable.

As soon as you entered the gardens, Jimin linked her arm with yours and pressed herself against you.

"You’re coming with me, champ. We have a date pending."

This is how the small groups were formed. Minjeong made sure to leave with Ning for fear of being left alone with Jihye, who was paired up with Aeri. At first the six of you walked together, but soon you went your separate ways as you all wanted to see different things.

You had an amazing time with Jimin. For most of the walk all you did was take pictures and laugh like a couple of nuts. You didn't talk about anything interesting or momentous at all, you just made very stupid and childish jokes. Anyone who saw you saw a couple of immature, but happy teenagers.

After about two hours, you all met again at the entrance to the gardens. You shared the things you had seen and the photos you had taken, and set off towards the aquarium. As soon as you arrived, Ning was the one who pulled you next to her.

"Hello there, baby. You have some time for me, don't you?" she asked, taking your hand.

Your fingers intertwined with hers. She snuggled against your arm as you walked inside. You rubbed the back of her hand with your thumb.

"I always have time for you, sweetheart."

You took off your cap for a second just to kiss her cheek. Then you went into the aquarium, or rather, you got lost, because it was so huge and with so many places to go that you ended up alone. You looked at all kinds of marine animals and attractions; Ning looked adorable every time you passed by a new place and had the chance to see some of her favorite animals. You took photographs of her in each spot, but your favorites were the ones you took of her with a beluga, the sea otters, and at the sea lion show.

You were having the most pleasant and romantic time with her. However, when you visited the sea predators attraction, you saw fit to bring up the topic of the previous night. The few people in the place and the dim lighting created an intimate atmosphere that seemed perfect for talking.

"Hey, uh... I'm sorry about what you found when you came into the room last night," you said, as you watched a hammerhead shark swim past a school of fish.

She turned to look at you.

"Huh? Don't worry about it, darling. I enjoyed it too," she nodded.

"I know you did, but I still feel sorry," you sighed.

"I already said it's okay, silly. Stop apologizing," she rubbed your arm up and down, "I just hope that one day you become as committed to us as you are to them, you guys have a really cool relationship."

Before you could respond, your phone vibrated in your pocket with several notifications. You took it out to see them. There were multiple messages from Chaery. She was asking you if you had enjoyed her performance last night. You responded quickly, but soon found yourself involved in an exchange of sweet messages. Once you were done, you put the phone away and looked at Ning embarrassedly.

"Fuck, I'm sorry, I got distracted."

Ning took a moment to respond. She looked at you and then at the sharks through the glass, balancing on her ankles. Finally, she looked down at the ground.

“Honey…” she murmured, then looked up like you did when you put the phone away. "What's the history between you and Chaeryeong? Are you dating?"

Your heart skipped a beat. You remained silent as you pursed your lips. You knew that question would come sooner or later, but you never prepared for it. You were afraid of what you might say, but you were more afraid of how she was going to react. You took a deep breath.

“It’s… complicated,” you breathed out. "We act like a couple, but you know... our respective jobs and the current situation prevent us from using terms like 'boyfriend' or 'girlfriend'. But I'm obviously more attached to her than the rest of the girls."

She nodded slowly, avoiding your gaze. She looked down again and hesitated before asking the next question.

"Do you… do you think you have any time for me in your life when we get back?"

Ning always found a way to melt your heart, this was no exception. You wanted to take off her mask and kiss her, but since that would cause discomfort to the people around you, you limited yourself to surrounding her with your arms and cuddling her against your chest.

"I'll do my best to make it work, darling. We'll find a way together, I'm positive about it," you assured in her ear.

You snuggled her tightly in your arms. She hugged you back. Then you both stood in silence as you watched the school of fish swim peacefully around one of the deadliest predators in the ocean. Of course, they, small and defenseless, swam without any worries, oblivious to the danger that threatened them. You ignored the fact that you were the school of fish.

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After visiting the aquarium, the next goal was to find a good place to have lunch before shopping. You didn't have to go too far, as just a few blocks away there was a nice pizzeria that looked amazing. You walked in and Jihye stayed at the register to order while you settled at a table near the wall. Ning and Jimin sat on either side of you, while Minjeong and Aeri were on the other side of the table, with the seat reserved for Jihye.

"Alright, if we're going to do this we have to do it right," Jimin said next to you, "What kind of things do you think the ITZY girls would like?"

Not even three months in advance could have prepared you for that question. You had been thinking about it for weeks and never came to a conclusion, despite knowing each of them well. But that's how giving gifts was, it didn't matter if it was to your best friend, what to give them was always a stressful task.

"Uh... I mean..." you brought your hand to the back of your neck.

"He has no idea," Minjeong said, looking at her phone.

They all looked at you. You shrugged.

"Honey, you'll have to do better than just getting them generic clothes," Aeri said.

Ning nodded and turned to look at you.

"It has to be something unique, something meaningful that they can't get at home."

A very, very bad joke came to your mind. But you kept it to yourself so you wouldn't look like an idiot in front of Aeri. At that moment Jihye arrived with the bill in hand and sat next to Ning.

"Well, you could give them tour merchandise. You wouldn't even have to pay for it," she said.

You shook your head.

"Definitely not."

"Look, I know Yeji unnie very well. I can help you with her," Jimin said.

"I'll take Yuna," Minjeong said.

You couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

"Between spoiled brats you understand each other very well, that makes sense."

Minjeong just gave you the middle finger.

"Mmm, I'll help you with Chaery," Ning said from beside you.

You saw it more than perfect. But you were screwed since Lia and Ryujin were still missing. Luckily you had a Japanese guardian angel in front of you.

"Who's left, Julia and Ryujinie, right?" Aeri asked.

“Aha,” you nodded.

"Leave them to me."

"Fuck, thank you all," you sighed, "I'm really bad at this stuff."

"Yeah, it shows," Minjeong said.

You didn't have a witty response to that, she was just right. You had no choice but to stay silent.

"Don't be grateful," Jimin said, "It's nothing you wouldn't do for us."

She nudged you with her shoulder to encourage you, you just smiled weakly, staring into a salt shaker.

The two large pizzas arrived within minutes. Your stomachs had been growling for half an hour, so the slices disappeared in the blink of an eye. After finishing the meal, they took a short break to rest and headed towards their next destination. By then, it was already 4 in the afternoon.

Buying gifts was the most exhausting, stressful and tedious task of the entire day. You were grateful that you had five more heads with which to share the anguish, because if it had been up to you alone, you would have lost your mind with just the first gift. It didn't take long for Jimin to find something for Yeji, as did Ning with Chaery. Minjeong, despite seeming indifferent and rather annoyed at the idea of helping you, took a lot of time and effort to find something that she knew Yuna would love. You wanted to tease her, but you were afraid that if you made her angry, she would take a taxi and go back to the hotel. Yeji's gift was a pocket edition of Pride and Prejudice. Yuna's was Giorgio Armani's Sì perfume. And Chaery's was a beautiful handmade bracelet made with precious stones, mainly amethysts and rubies.

You, Aeri and Jihye dedicated yourself to finding things for Lia and Ryujin. It was the most complicated of all, but Aeri took the lead at all times and moved from here to there next to you, checking out clothing, accessories, and music stores. Finally, after hours of searching, they found the two perfect gifts: a vintage dress for Lia and a vinyl record of her favorite band for Ryujin. Aeri assured you that they would love them and damn, she was honestly completely right.

After having paid everything you met outside the shopping center.

"Hey, you're all up for the bar, aren't you?" Jihye asked.

"Fuck, of course I do. Let's go," Aeri said. The poor thing had grown gray thanks to her stress.

The driver took you to the bar that Jihye had previously mentioned, which turned out to be, no less, the same bar that you and her had gone to the night before. This time the same bartender from yesterday was not there. In her place was a young woman with tattoos and pink hair. The six of you settled at the bar quickly, ordering beers and cocktails. Jihye sat on your left and Ning sat on your right.

The music played at a moderate volume and the dim lighting created a cozy atmosphere. You laughed, talked, and enjoyed each other's company. It was the perfect way to end a long and intense day. Maybe the accumulated stress took too much of a toll on you, because the drinks started flowing and you all got drunk too quickly.

The hours flew by, and when you least expected it, it was already close to midnight. By then, you and the girls were already dumber than normal. It didn't affect you in a negative way, you were just more sleepy and immersed in your thoughts. Ning was much more affectionate and clingy towards you. Jimin, Aeri and Jihye sounded like a group of chatterboxes, talking non-stop and laughing out loud. Minjeong, for her part, just drank more and more, in complete silence.

"By the way, who will be next to have services from him?" Jimin asked.

You sighed, knowing the argument that was coming. You mentally prepared yourself. The entire debate was going to be solely between Jimin and Aeri, since Ning, being the lady that she was, stayed away from arguing about things like that. Jihye remained attentive, watching the development of the situation with interest, ready to intervene if necessary. And you were sure Minjeong didn't even know what was going on, absorbed in her own world, staring into her drink.

"I mean, I'm the leader," Jimin continued, "It would be fair if I had another round with him."

"Huh? What the fuck are you talking about girl?" Aeri jumped in, mixing Korean with English, "Do you know how long I have without fulfilling my needs? Hell nah, there's no way."

Sharp pangs drilled into your head. You rested your forehead on your hand, staring at the bar as you took a deep breath. Ning next to you gave you comforting kisses on your temple, oblivious to what was happening a few seats further to the left.

"And what about my turn?" Jihye asked, "When is it my turn?"

The discussion ended suddenly. All eyes, like a magnet, were directed towards her, including Minjeong's, who was observing her with a mixture of curiosity and surprise. A few long seconds of silence took over the place, while Jihye ignored the reason why everyone was looking at her in unison.

"What?" she asked.

"Hey but…" Minjeong murmured, "I was sure you'd already taken your turn on the night the three of us spent together."

"Kim Minjeong!" you said, "Oh my god..." you crossed your arms over the bar and hid your face in them.

Jihye didn't seem much less embarrassed than you. Her cheeks turned red and she couldn't say a word. It was evident that it had been a mistake to get into the argument, but the alcohol had undoubtedly prevented her from thinking about the consequences of her words. An awkward silence took over the air as she struggled to find the right words to break the tension.

"What happened that night?" Ning asked immediately.

Great, the straw that broke the camel's back.

"Yeah, what is Minjeongie talking about?" Jimin said.

Minjeongie, for her part, didn't seem aware of having asked an awkward question. In her mind, surely, it was a very normal and obvious question. She didn't notice the blush that stained Jihye's cheeks, who let out some silly babbling before formulating a response.

"I definitely need more alcohol to tell you that story, I'm sorry," she said.

“The three of us…” Minjeong started.

"Shhh!" Jihye shut her up immediately, "Shut your big mouth, Kim Minjeong, or I'll leave you without breakfast for the rest of the tour!"

"But why can't she say anything!" Aeri protested.

"Because it's something private and I decide so, Uchinaga."

Aeri rolled her eyes.

"Ugh, fine."

The night came to an end with unexpected suddenness. You, sincerely, were grateful, because the headache was tormenting you and you urgently needed to take a pill. Jihye called the driver one last time and, when he arrived, you all got into the car in an ostentatious manner, like a bunch of drunk clowns. You headed to the hotel.

The journey to the hotel seemed eternal, every minute became torture while the headache blurred your vision. Finally, the vehicle stopped in front of the majestic building. You went down on wobbly legs, eager to get to your rooms and rest. Neither was in a position to take care of the other, so the girls had to fend for themselves when exiting the elevator.

Once all the girls were out of the elevator you were left alone with Jihye, once again. Only then you did realize how drunk she really was.

Upon reaching your floor, she leaned against the open elevator doors to look you up and down. Her face reddened by alcohol and her big, somewhat glassy eyes formed a perhaps too sexy expression. An aura of sensuality surrounded her, making her beauty intensify even more.

"Would you like to keep me company, pretty boy?" she asked, "I'd rather not sleep alone tonight."

You stood there stunned, still leaning against the back wall of the elevator. You looked her up and down, focusing mostly on her pale, sexy bare legs. It was too tempting, the softness of her skin seemed to call to you, but you knew it was a barrier you shouldn't cross like that. A moral commitment prevented you from succumbing to temptation. It wasn't correct.

"Sorry, boss. I have to decline your offer this time, you're drunk," you said.

To your surprise, she took a stride towards you and grabbed you by the collar of your sweater to pull you towards her. Your faces and your bodies were perhaps too close to each other. That distance allowed you to smell her aroma, a mix between alcohol and hazelnut. You looked at her lips, full and slightly parted, and then at her eyes fixed on you.

"You know? There's honesty behind it... I would have made the same proposal to you sober," she murmured just inches from your lips, "But great, you still pass my tests."

She let go of you with a little push and turned around, turning right to head straight to her room. You almost stayed inside the elevator, you had to put your hand between the doors to make them open again and be able to get out. You watched her walk down the hallway for a few seconds, mesmerized by how attractive she was, before heading to your room.

Normally you would have taken a hot bath and performed a much more meticulous ritual before going to sleep. But at that point, the headache was unbearable. You just took off your sandals and shorts, and then looked in a small toiletry bag inside your suitcase for some pain pills. After swallowing one with a glass of cold water, you also took off your sweater, turned off the lights, turned on the air conditioning and got into the cozy bed. The only thing you could think about before falling asleep was the stupid, unstoppable and uncontrollable desire you had to kiss Noh Jihye.

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The next day was, finally, the day of the concert.

There really wasn't much time to interact with the girls. Jihye had sent you to the venue first to help with the sound arrangements. In fact, she had you working with the sound engineer all day, even during the concert, something you enjoyed as a little kid being able to be a part of something that big.

At the end of the concert, Jihye tells you and the girls that they would be flying to Washington DC that same night. Everyone complains, arguing that they are exhausted, but there is no other option, since the flight is already scheduled and the agenda cannot be modified.

The really stressful and exhausting part of the day came when you were heading to the airport. In the van, you received a message from someone you until now considered missing: Kim Sunwoo, your former coworker. Yesterday's headache came back instantly as you read the messages.

You had a small moment of panic. Your heart began to pound and your breathing became rapid and unsteady, and you did your best to hide your emotional state from the girls. Despite the anxiety attack, you took the time to thank those two.

As was proper, you immediately went with the news to Jihye, who didn't seem as worried as you were.

"Well... this is certainly a problem," she nodded, "But there's no use worrying about it right now, honey, let's discuss this on the plane."

Jihye took advantage of the fact that the girls weren't looking to give you a quick, light caress on your chin with her fingers. She then told you to rest a little while you arrived. You looked at her for a few seconds, but finally gave in and tried to relax in your seat.

The bustle of the airport was a distant hum in your ears. The girls began their usual round of complaints about how sore they were and how terrible it was to have to travel immediately after a show. Aeri made a joke at your expense, but you weren't on that existential plane. Your head was somewhere else, still on Sunwoo's messages. Seeing that you didn't react, Jimin immediately noticed that something was wrong with you.

"Hey, are you okay?" she asked, taking your wrist gently. 

You didn't want to worry her or the rest of the girls. You had no choice but to lie.

"Hm? Oh, nothing, I'm just tired and I zoomed out," you said with a weak reassuring smile.

You could see in Jimin's eyes that she knew you were lying. She knew you better than the rest of the girls. It was clear that she understood your behavior patterns, and one of them was not ‘zooming out’  when you were tired. However, not wanting to pressure you about it, she just let it go.

On the way to check-in, all the emotions attacked you like a pack of hungry wolves. A new anxiety attack left you breathless, and your mind became a battlefield of thoughts and possibilities. Panic took over you, and for a moment you seriously considered buying a ticket home. It was the most sensible thing to do, the most responsible thing to do, or so you thought. A vulture was hovering over you, and you didn't want to put the four girls you cared about at risk just because of you.

You were after all of them. Taking advantage of the girls' distraction, you slipped away and approached one of the receptionists, who was behind a counter. Just when you were about to ask for a ticket to Seoul, someone grabbed your forearm with all their might. You turned around, startled, and met Jihye's furious gaze.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" she asked.

"Jihye, I can't be responsible for these girls getting into trouble because of me," you sputtered, breathing heavily, "I wouldn't forgive myself."

Jihye let go of your forearm and grabbed your hand a little too tightly.

"Honey, I respect that and appreciate it, but that would be a fucking stupid move," she took a step forward and spoke very close to you, "You are listed as part of the staff, you have an official role. If this reporter is already digging in this whole situation, the only thing you would achieve by mysteriously flying back in the middle of the tour is to raise more suspicions."

It was impossible to argue with that logic. Jihye was absolutely right. However you prepared to blurt out an stupid clumsy argument back, but before you could, she wrapped you in a warm, comforting hug. In that instant, all the emotions hammering in your head stopped.

"Calm down, please..." she said against your chest, "We're a team now. We'll find a way out of this, okay? But just don't make a stupid decision."

"I... you're right, I'm sorry."

She broke the hug and grabbed you by the forearms. Then, she did something that took you completely by surprise. She stood on tiptoe and placed a soft kiss on your cheek. An unexpected stupid tingle ran through your stomach, and your cheeks lit up with a blush you couldn't control.

"Besides, you can't leave without keeping your promise first, remember?" she raised an eyebrow with a little smile.

You couldn't help but laugh, trying to lower the color in your cheeks with a discreet flutter of your hands.

"I know, I know. I'm not going to break my promise, boss. And hey, thanks, really."

You took a deep breath, maybe your first in fifteen minutes. The surge of adrenaline began to dissipate, and your mind slowly became clearer. Finally, you could think with a cool head. You recognized, with a mixture of shame and relief, that you were about to do something very stupid.

"You'll thank me later," she winked at you, "But we have to get going, we're late for boarding."

She took your hand and led you to the line. You went straight to the jet, which when you arrived the girls were already inside, settled and ready for takeoff. Of course the first one worried about you was Jimin.

"What took you so long?" she asked.

"I had some cramps and had to go to the bathroom urgently," Jihye said. "He accompanied me so I wouldn't be alone."

Jimin nodded understandingly, too slowly to make you and Jihye believe that she had been satisfied with that answer.

"Sure," she simply said.

"Well, he and I have some logistical issues to discuss about DC," Jihye said as you walked through the cabin, "There were problems with some contractors who helped with the stage set up, sooooo it's best you leave us alone!"

Ning was already fast asleep, with her head resting on the plane window. Minjeong and Aeri were lost in their own worlds, with headphones in their ears and staring blankly at their screens. You weren't sure if they had really heard Jihye's words. Jimin, on the other hand, was visibly uneasy in her seat. She watched you suspiciously as you walked, with Jihye, towards the rear cabin.

Upon entering, Jihye settled into one of the seats on the left that faced you, in front of a table with rounded corners and chrome edges that made the fine wood stand out. You closed the cabin hatch behind you with a silent click and went to sit on a double seat on the right side, a small countertop to your right with a smooth surface.

“Alright, let me see,” Jihye said, asking for your phone to see the messages.

You took your phone out of your pocket and opened the chat with Sunwoo. Then, you handed it to Jihye, who took her time to read each message carefully. Finally, she returned it to you with a serious expression on her face.

"It has to be the bastard who took the photo of you and Ning, or at least someone who works for him," she said, taking her laptop out of her backpack to open it on the table.

You nodded, thoughtful. You placed the phone in your lap and clasped your hands under your chin, elbows resting on your thighs. Jihye began typing furiously, sending one email after another. You sighed hopefully, thinking that nothing bad could come from a woman so focused on her mission. You were in good hands, at least.

"What will we do?" you asked, feeling like you were asking Spider-Man for reassuring words.

Jihye didn't take her eyes off the screen, she just continued typing.

"The first thing to do is find out how much this guy knows," she said. "You know, what his intentions are and what the hell he wants. That way we can know if we should act by hook or by crook."

"You won't dissolve him in a pool of acid, will you?"

She looked away from the screen and looked at you like you were born stupid.

"What? Of course not, dumbass," she looked back at the laptop. "I mean we can create a smokescreen about it, or use our influence."

You sighed.

"Anything to keep the girls safe, to be honest."

At that precise moment, the cabin hatch burst open, breaking into the atmosphere of concentration. Looking up, both you and Jihye were met with Jimin's glare as she crossed her arms and took a firm stance as she entered.

"What do we have to be safe from, Noh Jihye?" she demanded to know, closing the hatch behind her, "Is this why you and him were so late?"

“Jimin…” you said.

"Is that why you were so strange when we arrived at the airport?" she interrupted you, perhaps raising her voice a little too much.

"Jiminie, you have to calm down, we..." Jihye started to say.

"I'm the damn leader of the group! If something is happening I fucking deserve to know about it!"

You and Jihye looked at each other for a moment.

"You're right, we're sorry," Jihye agreed, "But the situation isn't mine, I'm not the one to explain it."

Their gazes landed on you in an instant. You sat up in your seat, straightening your posture, and looked at Jimin with a bit of embarrassment. You took a short breath, gathering the courage to tell her everything. As you told your story, Jimin's face softened, going from initial fury to slight sadness. When you finished, she stood in front of you and wrapped you in a warm, comforting hug. Your face pressed against her abdomen, feeling the same warmth and security as in Jihye's embrace a few hours before.

"You... aren't mad at me?" you ventured.

Jimin grabbed your shoulders and pulled you away from her to look into your eyes.

"Mad? How can I be? Dude, I'm just worried about you."

She sat next to you and hugged you with both arms, her cheek resting on your shoulder.

"But don't hide anything from me again unless you want a real fight."

"We didn't want to worry you," Jihye said. "I'm sure you have more important things to think about."

"Nonsense," Jimin snapped. "This directly affects us all, it is my duty."

"As you wish, then," Jihye relented. "But it's time to make a plan."

"I promise to make sure the girls won't say anything that raises suspicion, not even around the staff."

"Don't you think that will make them suspicious?" you asked.

"They will believe it is to prevent something from happening. They will not know that something has already happened."

"Very well then," you nodded.

"I will talk to my connections at JYP so that they are aware of the situation and are prepared to handle it," Jihye said, finally closing the laptop. "I will also question the staff as discreetly as possible to see if anyone knows your true role."

"What if someone knows?"

"I'll make them keep their big mouths shut," she said as if it were obvious. "As I was saying, I will also contact a private detective to investigate this guy based on the number you got from him that night."

Jimin lifted her head from your shoulder and frowned.

"Night? What night?"

You sighed. Another thing that she didn't know and that you should directly explain to her. You took the trouble and patience to explain her story to her in great detail. As you did so you realized how much you really hated this guy and how much he deserved a beating from you. Jimin by that point she was just as upset as you.

"What a son of a bitch, god," she grumbled.

"Yeah, that's how sick some people are," Jihye said.

"Anyway. I'll let the ITZY girls know about it so they're aware," you said. "I will also try to contact the spa to see if they can provide me with security camera footage."

Jihye raised her eyebrows.

"Can they give you that?" she asked. "That would be a great help."

"Normally they don't give camera footage to anyone, but this is an exceptional occasion. They will understand."

"I will send you an email address, you can send the footage there if you receive it."

"For the detective?"

She looked at you again as if you were stupid from birth.

"Well, of course, what are you going to do with a 24-hour camera shoot?"

You thought about it for a moment, realizing that she was right. You relented with a shrug.

"Shouldn't you also contact your previous clients?" Jimin said.

"Yeah, right," you nodded. "The problem is that there aren't a few of them, damn it," you sighed.

"You should only inform the most famous one," Jihye said. "I don't even have to tell you who."

You nodded and crossed your arms. Your mind immediately went to Seulgi. You hadn't spoken to her for a few months, and you definitely didn't like the fact that you were resuming relations over that matter.

"Anyway," she continued, "Try to relax, it won't be too long until we get to D.C."

"Can I stay here with you?" Jimin asked.

"Sure," Jihye nodded. "It's not like I can get you out anyway. It's not my private cabin as much as I would love to."

Jimin kicked off her shoes in one swift movement and let them fall to the floor with a soft thud. Then, she raised her legs over yours and snuggled against your body. You put your arm around her. You both tried to close your eyes and relax, leaving Jihye engrossed in reading a book.

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Upon landing in Washington D.C all plans were put into motion, everything happening on the way to the Conrad, the next hotel where you would stay.

You contacted Seulgi with an admittedly uncomfortable call, but it fulfilled your objective. She hadn't asked many questions about it, as expected she asked you what the hell you were up to, but you were honest with her and explained it the best you could. She understood it, or at least she pretended to. In the end she told you that she would spread the word among the girls to be careful.

By the time you arrived at the hotel all your energy was drained. You had been able to sleep a little with Jimin, but it was one of those naps that only exhausted you more, as strange as it seemed.

"Don't even think about leaving the hotel," Jihye said when you were all gathered in the lobby. "The concert is tomorrow and I need you all to rest. So you are prohibited from going out."

"Yes, please behave," Jimin said from beside her. She looked at all the girls as if making them remember what she had talked to them about.

After checking in, everyone quickly dispersed to their respective rooms. Once again, your floor matched Jihye's. You met in the hallway, walking side by side in search of your doors. You stopped in front of yours.

"Honey, get some sleep, please," she said standing in front of you. "This is not the first time something like this has happened in the industry, there are solutions."

"I know..." you sighed. "It's just that, damn, I really care about these girls. Just thinking that they're at risk because of me makes me feel terrible."

Jihye placed her suitcase next to her and stepped forward to cup your face in her hands. Her soft touch made you melt between her fingers.

"For the love of God, stop saying this is your fault," she said. "It's not your fault that a scumbag sneaked in where he shouldn't have."

You tried to protest, but she tightened her grip on your face to keep you quiet.

"We'll get through it," she whispered, "I promise."

You were silent as you looked at her, once again, at her pretty lips. And you made a great effort to contain yourself, once again. She finally let go of you, gave you one last look and grabbed her suitcase to leave about 5 doors later. You sighed deeply and walked into your room.

Opening the door, you were greeted by a short, narrow wooden hallway that led to the main room. The floor was covered with a soft gray carpet and the walls were a pristine shade of white. To your left, a king size bed, too big for you, but you weren't going to refuse. On the right, a small nightstand and, in the corner, a curved sofa with a lamp behind it and a small round table in front. On the opposite side of the room, after the bathroom door, a long low counter that housed a television and a large mirror. The room was completed with a larger circular table with a single chair and a big window that overlooked the street.

After unpacking and setting up some of your things, you closed the window curtains to turn on the air conditioning. The heat of the day was stifling and a good power nap was what you craved most. You took off your shoes and sat on the right edge of the bed, letting out a contented sigh. At that moment, your phone vibrated. A message from Jimin.

With a smile on your lips, you replied to Jimin's message. Then, you tossed the phone to the side of the bed and got up to turn off the light. The room was plunged into darkness, only illuminated by the faint glow of the city filtering through the windows. You went back to bed and got under the blanket, feeling the warmth and comfort of the mattress. Closing your eyes, you let fatigue overcome you and within a few minutes you fell into a deep sleep.

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You woke up around 9 pm. Much more than you had planned, but damn it was worth it. You felt like a new and renewed man; of course, ignoring the fact that you were facing one of the most stressful situations you have ever experienced in your entire life.

When you got out of bed, the first thing you did was stick to your promise and you wrote to Jimin again, letting her know that you had already woken up and asking what the plan was. Waiting for her response, you went directly to the bathroom and got into the shower.

Barely five minutes had passed since you had gotten under the shower when the knocking on the door started. You had no doubt who they were. They, the girls, were not going to give up so easily. You wouldn't give them the pleasure of interrupting you, but they couldn't wait for you to finish either. The blows intensified, and they pierced your ears very quickly.

Reluctantly you turned off the water and got out of the shower. You dried yourself quickly and wrapped the towel around your body to go open them. You looked through the fisheye, and after confirming that it was them, you opened the door.

Both girls were wearing simple outfits, similar to what they would wear to sleep. Jimin was wearing a white crop top—which ironically said 'Send Nudes'— that exposed her midriff and red sports shorts. Aeri, for her part, was wearing a black sweater and pink velvet sweatpants. They both wore Crocs. Their faces lit up when they looked at you, and above all, when they looked at you half naked. What you noticed was that they were somewhat blushing, which immediately led you to think that they must have been drinking a little.

"Oh, we're at a good time it seems," Jimin said. She and Aeri let out a giggle.

Without even inviting them, they snuck under your arm and invaded your room. As Aeri passed by, she grabbed the knot of your towel and pulled it hard, taking it off you in one motion. You hurried to close the door.

"That's better," she said, walking past you.

You followed them. When you crossed the hallway you saw Jimin already settled in your bed, lying on her side and leaning on her elbow. Aeri went to sit on the chair next to the table.

"May I know what's going on and why I'm naked?" you asked, "I didn't think this would be the plan."

"Gigi and I are back on the menu, cutie," Jimin said between tipsy giggles, "You could use some stress relief."

"Oh, and we have a debate that you could be the perfect judge of," Aeri added.

You sighed, picked up your towel from the floor and put it back on. Then you went to your suitcase.

"And what could that debate be?" you asked, putting on underwear and some sports shorts.

"Which is better?" They both said in unison, like a previously rehearsed routine.

"Tits?" Jimin said.

"Or ass," Aeri said.

"Well, this is going to be a long night..." you muttered to yourself, going to sit on the couch in the corner. "And how did that mystery arise, may I know?"

The two of them looked at each other, neither could find an answer.

"I figured it," you nodded.

"But answer!" Jimin demanded, “You have to have a preference, right?”

"Well I don't have it, Rina," you leaned back on the couch and crossed your arms, "I'll need you to present your cases to me."

Jimin giggled and looked at Aeri.

"I knew he would say that," she said.

"But before you start mouthing profanities," you reached over to grab your phone from the nightstand. "I'll order food. I haven't eaten all day and you could use some time to formulate your answers."

They nodded and began to write in the notes app on their phones. You focused on ordering the food: two chicken sandwiches, a large portion of fries, and a can of white monster—for some reason, it was one of the drink options. When your order arrived, you put on a t-shirt and went to pick it up at the door. Upon returning, you settled back on the couch and placed the bag on the small round table in front of you. The aroma of fried food made your stomach growl.

"Okay," you said, taking out everything in the bag and then putting it down. "Present your cases. I don't care who goes first."

You opened the wrapper of one of your sandwiches and without hesitation you took a big bite. You couldn't help but moan at how delicious it was. At that moment Aeri got up from the chair and stood a meter away from you. You gave her a few glances, but decided that only your ears would be paying attention to them, since your eyes were quite busy with her food.

"Obviously, I think ass is better than tits," she began. "A lot of our choreographies are focused on making our butts shine, in fact," she let out a giggle. "Also, as you well know, twerking has become a crucial part of pop culture. Is there anything similar with boobs? I don't think so."

You couldn't help but let out a hint of laughter while your mouth was full of fries, at the surreal way in which she spoke so seriously and with such conviction about something so banal.

"Stop, stop," you interrupted her before she moved onto her next point. "Since you're so confident with twerk, why don't you show off your skills to me and Jiminie?"

She smiled excitedly, and turned around to begin. You quickly swallowed the bite of the sandwich so you could speak.

"Oh, before you start," you interrupted her again. "I cannot formulate a good verdict without your points of defense being exposed to view. Clothes off."

Aeri giggled and looked over her shoulder at you. Jimin also stood up and stood next to her.

"You were already late asking for it," Aeri said.

She looked forward again and bent forward as she took off her sweatpants. She wasn't wearing underwear, which wasn't a surprise to you or Jimin. Her huge round ass was instantly exposed, and she stayed bent over for a few seconds so you could get a look at her pussy. She then straightened her back and proceeded to take off her sweater. You didn't see her tits at first, just her bare back.

By then you had already finished the first sandwich and you had half a can of monster. While you opened the second wrapper, Jimin seemed to forget that they were in a competition, because she played Ash-B's Booty on her phone. Perfect song for Aeri to shake her butt, ironically.

Aeri put on a really impressive show for the two of you. You should have expected such perfect and hypnotizing control of her buttocks, but she still managed to divert your attention from the food so that you focused solely on her. She danced every second of the song, from start to finish. With that you no longer needed to hear any more arguments.

She walked towards you and sat on your left thigh, turning her body to face you with a mischievous expression.

"Let's not forget when you told me how tasty my ass was after the night we spent together in San Francisco," she moved her ass from side to side over your leg. "Oh, and also how much you came inside it while you were sucking my toes."

She stood up from your thigh and finished her presentation with a simple, but quite effective, slap on her own buttock; making sure you noticed how the flesh of her ass and thighs responded with a jiggle.

Using memories and personal experiences was playing dirty. Maybe you should have clarified that before starting the 'debate', however it was too late. Aeri had already managed to make your cock hard under your boxers, but neither of them noticed since the table hid your crotch from her eyes.

"Alright, next," you turned your attention to your second sandwich. With that bite it was already halfway done. 

Aeri went to lie on her side on the bed facing you. Jimin took her place in front of you, and without you asking her she began to undress. You looked up, watching as she first took off her top, revealing the black bra she was wearing underneath, which also didn't take long to fall to the floor. With her heavy, lovely tits free, she moved to her lower garments, which she lowered to her ankles with a single quick tug. Now she was also completely naked.

"Hey, it's not fair," she said. "You are still dressed and we are naked."

"I'm eating, Rina," you defended yourself. "I am unable to eat while naked."

"That sounds like a terrible excuse," Aeri said to your right.

You looked at her and put your finger in front of your lips.

"Hush, young lady. Who is the judge here?"

Aeri rolled her eyes and you turned your attention to Jimin.

"Go ahead, Miss Yoo," you nodded, returning your attention to what was missing from your sandwich.

Jimin cleared her throat and took a step forward, so you could see up close her pale tits and her seemingly freshly shaved pussy.

"I'll start by saying that there is no man or woman who can be depressed while looking at a nice pair of tits," she said. "In addition, it has been proven that boobs are much more popular in Asia, Europe and Oceania than asses."

By the time she finished speaking you had already finished the last sandwich and had wiped your mouth with a napkin. You took a drink of your monster and prepared to challenge her, but just as you opened your mouth she pushed the table away from between you, straddled your lap and grabbed you by the neck to bury your face between her tits.

"Do you remember how my cute feet got you in the hot tub?" she said in a low voice, rubbing her tits back and forth against your face. "Then you fucked this pair of heavy tits and painted my face with cum... Surely that was better than fucking Gigi's ass while you sucked on her toes, right?"

She shook her tits again and again. With your face there in the middle you were sure that tits were a better option, but of course, your face had not been between Aeri's buttocks in the same way. What a difficult decision.

Jimin got off you, and standing in front of you finished her argument by giving her tits a good squeeze. Then she went to lie down on the bed, perpendicular to Aeri. You stayed silent, staring at the empty monster can. Your cock hurt because of how hard it was, those two had played very dirty.

You sighed.

"Very well... I'd love to give you a verdict," you said, standing up to walk in front of the bottom edge of the bed. "But aside from the fact that you cheated..." you took off your t-shirt and threw it next to the girls' clothes. "I will need practical arguments to be able to decide a winner."

Aeri, who bit her lower lip, and Jimin looked at each other with a knowing smile. Then they nodded and knelt up on the bed to get closer to you. The first to crash her lips against yours was Aeri, who didn't bother to hide her enthusiasm and the desire she had to taste you after so long. Jimin wasn't patient either; she leaned down to kiss your chest and collarbone, as she did so, she pulled your shorts down along with your boxers to free your throbbing cock.

Aeri added her tongue to the kiss and clung to your neck with both arms, making it clear that she was feral at that moment. You did the same, and now your tongues were involved in a fiery fight to take control. Your hands did not stay still; you lowered your left to meet Jimin's tits, which you squeezed and massaged; the right one went straight to Aeri's ass, squeezing her right buttock and reaching down to her pussy to rub your fingers between her folds.

Jimin brought her hand to your cock and rubbed it slowly, also going down to caress your balls. But soon you felt her lips on your shaft, giving it wet kisses until she took you inside her mouth. You couldn't help but let out a moan into Aeri's mouth. You broke away from the kiss to look down, finding Jimin on her hands and knees as she sucked your cock.

"Hey, it's not fair!" Aeri protested. "I was distracted!"

She got down on her hands and knees as well, letting Jimin pump her head over the middle of your shaft for a few more seconds before elbowing her away.

"Envious bitch!" Jimin protested as well, as Aeri took more of your cock into her mouth and pumped it faster. 

The next minute was about the two of them taking turns in hurried ways to suck your cock. You couldn't complain, they knew exactly what they were doing and their mouths felt incredible; besides, you had a most satisfying view: both incredible pale asses perfectly raised and a pair of smooth backs that you ran your hands over before squeezing one of their buttocks.

"Why don't you put those pretty feet to work?" you managed to say between gasps.

Aeri, who currently had your cock in her mouth, lifted her feet and moved them for you to see.

"Who do you want to go first?" She asked as she pulled you out of her, Jimin joining her in licking the back of your shaft.

“Jiminie,” you said without hesitation. "But I want to suck your feet."

"Fuck, too bad we didn't bring lube," Jimin said, before turning on the bed and lying on her back.

"It won't be necessary," Aeri replied with an arrogant smile, to acquire the same position as Jimin. "My pretty feet are going to melt him." 

Aeri placed one of her feet on your abdomen and rubbed it up and down. Jimin brought both of them to your cock. With one she played with your balls, and with the other she used her toes to rub your saliva-soaked tip.

"Yours?" Jimin said, rubbing the back of your shaft with the foot she had on your balls. "Ha! As if you had his favorite feet."

Aeri now brought her foot to your face, you gladly accepted it into your mouth, sucking each toe of hers hungrily while Jimin now used both feet on either side of your cock. She moved them slowly, just like she started that day in the bathtub. Then she picked up speed. You caressed the back of their thighs, and then went up to their pussies.

"There's a reason he wants to suck my feet first, right?" Aeri replied, caressing the side of your face with her toes while you sucked on the others, "He likes mine better."

Jimin took that as a challenge and set out to move her feet even better, faster and tightening her grip on you with her toes. You moaned with Aeri's foot in your mouth, and then moved on to the next one. With the fingers of each hand of yours you now rubbed her pussies, eliciting small moans from both of them.

"Do you hear that?" Jimin said after a gasp. "My pretty feet are driving him crazy."

"He moans because my feet taste delicious," Aeri gasped.

You pulled Aeri's feet out of your mouth and looked at them, tired of their chatter.

"Shut your mouths and switch places," you ordered.

Jimin giggled and looked at Aeri.

"He doesn't want to suck your feet anymore," she said, removing her feet from your cock.

"I said shut your mouths," you had to say again before Aeri replied, "I don't want to hear any more arguing between you two."

"As you order daddy," Aeri giggled, now bringing her feet to your cock.

"I will obey only because I want to win," Jimin said, doing the same only to your face.

Aeri put care and dedication into making sure her feet felt as good as Jimin's did, which you were now sucking and licking; you distributed wet kisses too, both on the backs of her feet and on her soles. Aeri meanwhile used her soles to wrap your cock between firm flesh and silky skin, rubbing it up and down non-stop.

You liked sucking Aeri's feet more, and you liked the way Jimin used her feet on your cock more. In that field it was a technical tie, but you weren't going to give anyone the pleasure of knowing that. You let your moans speak for you, as well as the way you were now touching both of their pussies. Soon you had two fingers inside each one. They both moaned in unison.

You were approaching your peak at an accelerated pace. You moved your fingers faster in and out of both of their pussies, making them moan faster and double their efforts. Aeri moved her feet hungrily, and Jimin pressed her toes into your mouth. Cumming thanks to Aeri's efforts would have been an ego boost for her and she would have taken it as a victory, which you didn't want. You were going to take the selfish, but fair route.

“Put your feet together, come on,” you growled, feeling the tingle in your lower abdomen. “I don't want any objections.”

Jimin obeyed immediately. Aeri did so reluctantly, but she left your cock after a few seconds. They put their feet together in front of your cock, intertwining their toes with each other as they watched your cock, biting their bottom lip. You brought your hand to your cock and rubbed it repeatedly against her toes, then masturbated quickly. The unload didn't take long to come out; jets of cum shot out one after another, these fell between their feet, leaving a thick cover of thick liquid on their toes.

“Why didn't you let me drain you?” Aeri protested.

“Because it's a tie, Uchinaga,” you said between gasps.

“Huh? “What do you mean by a tie!” Jimin also complained.

“If you don't like it, I don't care. Now, clean each other’s feet,” you ordered.

Even though the two of them were in a kind of competition, they did not hesitate to accept that proposal. The first to act was Aeri, who got on her knees and grabbed Jimin by her ankles to suck on her toes, cleaning every trace of semen from there between small moans.

“Fuck, what a delight,” she said.

Jimin pushed her so she fell back against the bed again. She did the same as Aeri, grabbing her ankles to clean her without missing a single drop. When they finished they both saw you, Jimin licking his lips. They were waiting for more orders from you. You just wanted to fuck them, and you certainly wouldn't make them wait after you'd been fingering them for a couple of minutes.

“Who wants to take my cock first?” you said, sitting up on your ankles.

Clearly the question was useless, they both instantly knelt in front of you.

"I!" they said in unison.

They looked at each other with frowns.

“Why do you want everything first!” Aeri screeched.

“Because I am the leader and I have the right!” Jimin replied.

“You fucked him for two nights in a row girl!”

You sighed and put your hands on your face, shaking your head. They were doing it again.

"So what! Would you simply be satiated by his cock?”

"No bu-"

Already tired of their argument, you decided to act following only your instincts. You wrapped Aeri's fleshy body in your arms and pulled forward with her. She let out a gasp and grabbed onto your shoulders as you fell on top of her. Before Jimin could protest, you extended an arm towards her and lifted a finger. She took the cue immediately, crossing her arms.

Aeri looked into your eyes and spread her legs wide open. The tip of your cock rubbed against her wet folds.

“You couldn't hold back the desire to finally be able to fuck my pussy, huh?” she said, switching to English.

“Don't make me change my mind, Uchinaga,” you warned, and before she could respond you kissed her.

She let out a small squeal of happiness against your lips when you did so, then wrapped her arms around your neck and deepened the kiss, giving your hair little tugs as her fingers tangled in it. You left one hand resting on her mattress next to her waist, and the other you took to her thigh to lift it up, press it against your side and squeeze it. She raised her hips impatiently; she made your cock rub again and again against her wet pussy, in the end you couldn't help but give in to her temptation and gave her what she wanted. You grabbed your cock with your left hand and guided it inside her.

Aeri widened her eyes and then grimaced in pleasure.

“Oh my fucking god!” she squealed, as your cock forced its way between her folds.

Jimin giggled, lying on her side to Aeri's left to look at her.

“It feels massive, doesn't it?” she said.

“It feels massive and fucking incredible,” Aeri agreed, closing her eyes and arching her back.

The entire length of your cock was buried inside her without much trouble, and fuck, how soft and hot Aeri's pussy felt was overwhelming. You let out a growl and attacked her neck with kisses. She held onto the back of your neck with one hand, and the other was on your lower back as you began to move your hips slowly. She let out long, sensual moans each time every inch of throbbing flesh filled her to the bottom, but the way she put pressure on your lower back told you to move faster.

“Fuck that pussy with everything you got baby. Mmmgh!” Aeri moaned into your ear. “It's all fucking yours, act like it!”

It wasn't an offer you received every day, you certainly weren't going to turn it down. Your hips pumped faster now, gradually transforming that into a frantic fucking that drove Aeri crazy. You kissed her jaw and chin, then met her lips again. After kissing her for a few long seconds you straightened your back to look at her. Her cheeks were flushed and her moans didn't let her formulate any more words. You took her legs and raised each one to your shoulders; then you leaned forward, so that her thighs were pressed against her torso and her knees were as close to her own face as possible.

“Wow, she's more flexible than she looks,” Jimin said next to her. She slowly touched her pussy, making circles on her clitoris.

Neither you nor Aeri answered her. You were focused on hammering into her warm, plump pussy, a bead of sweat dripping down your temple despite having the air conditioning on, while Aeri was focused on not screaming too loud from being thrust so fast and deep.

She clung to the back of your neck with both hands and dug her nails there, arching her back again between intense squeals.

“Fuck, don't stop! I'm gonna cum so fucking hard on that fucking juicy piece of meat!“

You stood up again and looked down at her. You rested your hands on her thighs and kept them pressed against her torso, moving your hips up and down to keep her pinned against the mattress. It didn't take long for your cock to make her explode. Her thighs tensed and her entire body was shaken by an energetic spasm. Her toes curled up too, and to keep with tradition, you sucked on them as she rode out her orgasm.

“Blessed Jesus, you really made her cum hard,” said Jimin, who was already letting out light moans.

Aeri looked at you with weak, but clearly satisfied eyes. Her chest rose and she fell with labored breaths.

“Yeah… waiting for that cock was totally worth it,” she mused. “But damn, I want more.”

“Well then it's your turn to wait, bitch,” Jimin replied, grabbing you by her shoulders and pulling you back, making you slide out of Aeri's pussy and fall on your back. Your head almost went over the bottom edge of the bed.

You let out a tired breath and looked at her with half-closed eyes.

“Fuck, you could be a little more subtle, couldn't you?” you said.

“Nah.”

Jimin mounted you nimbly, both slender thighs on either side of your hips. She didn't hesitate to raise hers, take your cock with one hand to stand it upright and impale herself on it. Her pussy was already a frequent acquaintance for your cock, which fit perfectly inside those tight, wet walls that fascinated you so much. She let out a moan as her ass rested against your pelvis.

“I'm never going to fucking get tired of that feeling,” she gasped, resting her hands on your chest.

“What a slut,” Aeri said behind Jimin.

Jimin closed her eyes and pursed her lips between moans, as she slowly moved up and down on your cock.

“I wasn't the one who left the bottom of my swimsuit in a hotel pool,” she said without further concern. Easy and effective response to which Aeri had no reply.

You weren't really paying attention to what they were saying, at this point it was useless to keep trying to get the two of them to shut their mouths once and for all and not argue, so you just focused on enjoying their bodies.

You brought your hands to Jimin's small, soft waist; You held your fingers there for a moment, then you went to her ass, squeezed it a couple of times and then gave her right buttock a spicy spank that made her scream. Not resisting the urge to kiss her, you surrounded her body with your arms and pulled her towards you. Her lips crashed against yours automatically, and her tits crushed against your chest.

Your lips battled against each other for a few long seconds, your arms firmly clinging to her torso as they did so. She moved her ass faster, taking every inch of your cock in and out of her with skillful, sensual movements. You ran your hands along her back, feeling the creamy skin beneath your fingertips. One of your hands ended up on the back of her head, there you couldn't help but caress her long, silky hair, which covered your face on each side.

“Come on bitch, finish him,” you heard Aeri say. “I already did all the work, it should be a piece of cake.”

Expecting Jimin not to fall for easy provocations was like expecting something from a wall. Exactly, you just couldn't expect anything. Jimin took that as another challenge, and she pulled away from your lips to plant both feet on the mattress on either side of your waist.

“Look how I make him fill my pussy, Uchinaga,” said Jimin, who began to jump on your cock.

Not even in the two nights you were together did you see Jimin so enthusiastic while she was riding you. It was like she had gained new strength, like a damn illogical Dragon Ball Z power-up. All because Aeri Uchinaga didn't know how to shut her big mouth and because she didn't know how to turn a deaf ear. She was jumping so hard and with such speed that you thought she was going to split you in half. Of course this had its advantages, you couldn't complain. Her tits bounced hypnotically, up and down and even making small circles. You latched onto both immediately.

Jimin dug her nails into your chest and scratched it downwards lightly. You let out a small grunt of pain, and as 'revenge' you gave one of her tits a loud slap that reverberated throughout the room along with the sound of her ass crashing against your pelvis. She didn't care in the slightest, in fact, in her eyes you could read that she wanted you to do it again. That's how you did it, giving multiple slaps to both of her tits. You didn't stop until they were red hot.

The hot scene soon became too much to bear. Jimin continued jumping as if her life depended on it—not her life, but the damn challenge that had her so energetic—; she brought her hands to your neck out of inertia, putting pressure around it with her slender fingers. It was something she had put into practice a couple of times that night, and each time she managed to give you that little boost you needed to cum.

"Mmmgh fuck!" you growled, pushing upwards as you came.

It was always religiously true that Jimin also came from feeling your cum filling her pussy. This time was no exception. She sank back down with a loud moan to the ceiling, grinding her hips forward and back between strong spasms, as your cock shot multiple thick jets of cum into her.

You held on to her waist this time, so she would lower her knees and lean into you again. You wrapped your arms around her again and kissed her for a few long seconds, exchanging moans and labored breaths. Finally, Jimin moved off you so that your cum flowed freely from her pussy to her right thigh.

Aeri watched your cum leak through Jimin's folds and bit her lip.

"Mmm… that looks delicious," she said.

"Clean up then," you said with a nod.

Aeri didn't hesitate for a single moment to go straight to Jimin's crotch, grabbing her thighs and burying her mouth there to collect every drop of cum that came out of her pussy. Jimin, who was still somewhat sensitive, squirmed between small painful moans as she stroked Aeri's hair. When Aeri finished, they looked at you.

"Who has the better pussy, judge?" she said between gasps, grabbing her own tits.

Aeri also looked expectantly at your response.

If you had to be honest, Jimin's pussy was something magical, a thing out of this world. But for your first time inside Aeri's, you had to say that she wasn't too far from that status. You had fucked her only once, while you did it with Jimin for a whole day. In any case, you didn't want to give a winner there either.

"Another tie," you said unabashedly.

They both frowned and you almost felt like you were going to get beaten up.

"What?!" they both said in unison.

"Calm your competitive asses and let me be just an indecisive man, will you?" You raised your eyebrows.

"No, fuck my tits right now," Jimin said, kneeling up.

You raised an eyebrow.

"And what makes you think you're in charge?" you said. "I'm sorry but you'll have to wait until I want to do it."

"So what do you want to do now, daddy?" Aeri said, lying on her stomach and picking up her knee to make her ass look much more appetizing.

You'd consider that a vile trick too, but it was perfectly clean. Only you were a weak man for a good ass of that magnitude.

"Oh my god, you even call him daddy," Jimin said as if disappointed. "Who's the slut now?"

"I am, any problem?" she looked at you. "Well? Are you going to eat my ass or not, daddy?"

"I'm going to do more than fucking eat it," you said.

You lay face down and placed your head above Aeri's huge ass, which you kissed on each buttock again and again until it left with small saliva stains; then you grabbed each butt cheek with your hand and spread them to each side, exposing her butthole for you. You planted your mouth there, eating Aeri's ass like a hungry dog. You licked and kissed in every way possible, with the main goal of getting her ready for what you were both waiting for.

When you were satisfied with that ass you knelt up and turned to look at Jimin.

"Do you want to lube it up for me, honey?" you said. She had her brow furrowed and her arms crossed. She was upset. "Don't be spoiled, Rina. You'll have your turn too."

It was enough for you to bring your hand to her left cheek and rub it gently. She softened her face little by little and pressed herself against your hand. Then she complied with your order, getting on her hands and knees to be level with your cock to suck it, purposely releasing spit in the middle of the blowjob to leave your shaft slippery and ready.

"Thank you, what a good girl," Aeri said with a giggle.

Jimin frowned again.

"I didn't do it for you, whore," she said.

"Shut up," you said. They both fell silent.

You took your lubricated cock and rode Aeri's ass, bracing your thighs on either side of her hips to rub your tip between her buttocks. She looked at you over her shoulder and looked down, grabbed her own buttocks and spread them for you. Next you pressed down on her butthole, which began to engulf you inch by inch.

You and Aeri let out a long moan of satisfaction, as your cock was already halfway inside her ass.

“Fuck, I missed this fucking delicious ass too much,” you growled, clinging to Aeri's waist.

"And I missed that huge cock inside it," Aeri replied, hugging the pillow she had under her head.

When your cock disappeared into Aeri's more than experienced ass you rested there for a few seconds, letting her feel every inch filling her. You soon began to move up and down, pumping your hips at a calm pace at first so that her butthole was stretched and ready for the real frenzy. Aeri quickly tired of your gentleness, and with her face she screamed for you to go faster. You fucked her ass as fast and hard as you could, hands resting on her back under her and also pulling her hair from time to time. Of course, you also filled her with multiple slaps but on her ass, now the red tone of her buttocks matched the one on Jimin's tits. Between hair pulls and brutal pumps, she came, hugging the pillow even tighter and biting it to drown out her screams.

"For the love of god, I definitely won't let these bitches have you so often..." she said between gasps, seeing you with strands of her hair stuck to her face.

"I'm a text away, Uchinaga," you said, leaning forward to kiss her cheek.

"Is it my turn now?" Jimin said from behind you.

You got out of Aeri's ass and turned to look at her.

"Of course," you nodded and spread your arms. "Come here, my spoiled, competitive little whore."

"There I go."

Jimin rushed into your arms and you received her with a warm hug, filling every part of her face with kisses before moving to her lips. You lasted a few long seconds kissing as if you were in one of those cliché romantic movies where the man holds the woman in her arms at the moment when she is about to fall to the ground. It must have been a very funny image for Aeri, it's a shame she couldn't see it because you had destroyed her ass.

After having kissed her enough you laid her on her back and you lay on her stomach between her outstretched legs. On a normal occasion your target would have been her delicious pussy, but this time you focused your attention on her butthole. She brought a hand to your hair and stroked it gently, watching you with bright little eyes as you planted your tongue on her ass.

You made sure that she enjoyed eating her ass as much as you did, which you think you did quite well since she was already twisting her hips slightly while grabbing a tit.

"Are you ready, baby?" you said, looking into her eyes.

She bit her lower lip, and nodded with flushed cheeks.

"Well, this time I'll have to lube myself," you said, bringing a hand to your mouth.

"No!" She interrupted quickly, then spit into her own hand and brought it to your cock to rub it until it had regained its slippery state. When you made the move to guide your cock into her ass yourself. She stopped you once again to do it herself.

"Fuck, you're a good girl, aren't you?" you said in a murmur, looking into her eyes as your tip pressed against her butthole.

"I am for you and only you..." she murmured back. "But don't tell Gigi that."

"I heard it," Aeri said immediately, quietly.

Before Yoo 'Short Tempered' Jimin could argue again, you pushed forward and took your cock inside her tight ass. Any possible response Jimin was going to give Aeri was cut off by a high-pitched squeal of pleasure as she felt your cock fill her ass.

"Please kiss me again," Jimin requested between small moans when your cock was about to reach the bottom.

You leaned forward and she hugged you again, both arms around your neck the moment your lips met again. You pleasured her only for a few seconds, until your cock had already reached the bottom and you had already done the first slow pumps.

Jimin's ass wasn't as experienced and easy to stretch as Aeri's. It required patience. You were willing to have it, after all, the sight of her face flushed and twisted with pleasure made every juicy second that your cock slid in and out of her butthole worth it.

"Are you okay, baby?" you said as you straightened your back, caressing her inner thighs.

She nodded with her eyes closed and her lips pursed.

"I'm fine, love..." she gasped. "You just fuck me, show no mercy. It's an order."

You smiled and gave one of her tits a hard slap. The red was revived. She squealed and opened her eyes to look at you.

"What makes you think you can order me around?"

"I don't care, shut your mouth and obey..."

You put a hand on her neck. You squeezed your fingers tightly, and she automatically brought her hands to hold onto your wrist since you were cutting off her breathing. You moved your hips faster, harder. Now you made her tits bounce subtly.

"Are you sure? Reconsider your answer... come on," you growled, loosening your grip.

"Do..." she swallowed thickly and muffled a moan against her pursed lips. "Do whatever you want with me daddy."

You heard a laugh from Aeri.

"Who's the slut now?" she said, imitating Jimin's exact tone of voice when she told her a few minutes ago.

Once again, you had to deprive her of any option to respond, now bringing both hands to her neck to now fuck her without any kind of mercy, just as she had asked you. Her tits started bouncing faster. She spread her legs wide and moved them as far back as she could, giving you better access to her ass while you fucked her.

You didn't expect that the law that whenever she felt how you filled her with your cum she also came would also apply to her butthole, but hilariously it did. You let go of her neck and she took a sharp breath. At this point she was no longer moaning, she could only let out muffled, incomplete sounds. You held one hand to her waist and with the other you squeezed her tits. Seconds later you came, and the moment you felt a drop of cum inside her, she followed you.

“Mmggh, fuck yes,” Jimin groaned, clenching the sheets on either side of her as you shot cum inside her. "Fill my ass daddy... fill me to the fucking bottom."

Aeri gasped in surprise.

"My god... Jiminie is a cum slut, who was going to say that."

Despite your efforts to make Jimin not respond with words, she did so anyway with actions, smacking Aeri's hand on her thigh to make her squeal. You leaned forward to brush your lips against Jimin's ear.

"She may or may not bother you..." you whispered. "But she's right."

Jimin grabbed you by your neck and also brought her mouth to your ear.

"Yeah, I'm your fucking cum slut..." she whispered back. "But she doesn't have to know."

"I don't think she didn't notice, anyway."

You and she laughed. You stood up, pulling out of her ass to watch your cum spill out of her. You looked at Aeri, and just by meeting your eyes she instantly knew what to do. You moved away and she took your position, she lowered herself down and started eating Jimin's ass, consequently swallowing your cum on the way. You couldn't help but give Aeri another spank while she did it.

When they finished cleaning they looked at you again.

"So, who has the best ass?" Aeri said, clearly expecting only one answer judging by the look on her face.

This time you couldn't just lie, you had to be completely honest. As much as you loved Jimin's ass, Aeri was on a whole other level.

"The winner here will be Aeri," you said, lying down on the corner of the bed to rest.

"Yayyyy!" Aeri screamed to small applause. "I knew it, I kneeeew it."

Contrary to what you thought at first, Jimin didn't seem to care about her defeat in this round. She seemed calm, perhaps aware of what was coming next. She just lay down on a pillow and moved her tits from side to side.

"I don't care, you won't be able to beat me at this, slut," she said, bringing her arms together to squeeze her tits together.

You sighed and closed your eyes.

“Fuck, just let me rest for a moment,” you said. "I feel like I'm going to die at any moment."

For the first time all night, the two of them seemed to agree on something, as they lay down, one on each side of you, to fill you with kisses, cuddles and caresses of all kinds. In short, if heaven existed, it must be something extremely similar to that.

It took about twenty minutes until you were halfway composed.

"Okay," you said as you opened your eyes. "Jiminie, lie down."

Jimin got up from your side and went straight to lay down on the same pillow as before. You also got up and went to straddle her, your recently hard cock again—thanks to the two of them touching it seconds before— floating above her tits.

You placed your cock in the middle of those pair of heavy mounds and she brought her arms together to trap you between them. This time you didn't let her do the honors, you used your own saliva to lubricate your cock and part of her tits. Then, you pumped your hips back and forth. There you didn't have to be patient, so you went straight with frantic pumps over and over again.

Last time it had been Jimin who had fucked you with her tits, but you hadn't had the chance to actually fuck her tits. It was an incredibly pleasurable experience,  like sliding your cock between two pieces of soft, warm meat. You did it for about two minutes. But as much as you loved doing it, you couldn't give her the pleasure of draining you again.

You stopped and got out from between her tits. Jimin looked at you with a frown.

"Huh? What are you doing?" she said.

"I'm sorry, but you've already made me cum twice," you said.

"Inside you," Aeri added. You nodded.

"The fair thing would be to let Aeri make me cum this time."

Jimin rolled her eyes and shook her head, visibly offended when she knew perfectly well that you were right.

You moved towards Aeri, who stopped you before you straddled her lap.

"Nuh uh," she shook her head. "I already know that she beats me in tits, I don't care about that. I just want to make you cum with my thighs."

You raised both eyebrows, surprised at the fact that she left her competitiveness aside for once all night.

"Only if you let me paint your tits and face anyway," you said.

Aeri smiled.

"It's a deal, daddy," she nodded and lay on her side, with both legs out to the side.

When you positioned yourself in front of her and made the gesture of entering between her thighs, she stopped you again and spit on her hand to lubricate your cock with it. When your cock was slippery again she raised one thigh, and when your cock was in the middle of both, she lowered it again to wrap it in a sandwich of thick, tender meat.

"Oh my god..." you gasped, throwing your head back.

You clung to the back of Aeri's knee with one hand and her thigh with the other, using as much downward pressure as possible to feel your cock being smothered by flesh from above and below.

"You love it, don't you?" Aeri said, staring at you.

"Oh fuck yes," you nodded between small grunts.

You pumped slowly at first, just to feel every little detail and texture of her perfect thighs as you slid in and out of them. The sensation was similar to being between Jimin's tits, only it felt much warmer and tighter, as Aeri made sure to keep her thighs as pressed between your cock as possible. It was suffocating to a certain extent, but you didn't mind in the least.

One of your hands came to rest on her waist, but then she quickly went up to her more than decent tits to squeeze them and play with her nipples. Aeri let out small moans as you played with her tits.

"Why don't you put it further to the right?" she said, referring to your cock.

She lifted her thigh and grabbed your cock to position it a few inches further to the right, where it met the silky smooth folds of her plump pussy on the side. She lowered the thigh again, making the meat sandwich once more. You were free to fuck her thighs once more, only this time you had an extra stimulus: her folds rubbing against your cock on the right.

It was kind of embarrassing how quickly that turned out, as you darted out from between her thighs and rose to stand above her, both of your feet on either side of her shoulders. And in true JAV style, you masturbated on top of her to shoot your last jets of cum on her tits and, mainly, her face. Both sides were painted white in a matter of seconds.

Aeri gasped satisfied and licked the cum from her own lips and chin with her tongue.

"Oh god...this feels like heaven to me," she said with a gasp looking at you.

You looked at Jimin, who raised her eyebrows.

"Do I really have to clean her up?" she said.

"Just fucking come here, Jiminie," Aeri said holding out her hand.

Jimin reluctantly took Aeri's hand and let herself be pulled by her. She fell silent on the Japanese woman's body, and both began to share a torrid making out session whose rather secondary objective was to clean the cum from Aeri's face. It took about a minute until Jimin had cleaned both the cum from her face and her tits.

"As you can understand, this is a debate that is impossible to close..." you said between labored breaths. "But I'm happy to continue trying to make you decide."

"Can we spend the night with you?" Jimin said, hugging Aeri from the side.

"Please say yes," Aeri said with a pout, also hugging Jimin and entwining her thighs with hers.

"Please no more sex, that's the only condition," you said, lying down on the other end of the bed. "My tank is emptied”.

"Just now we spent a while giving you kisses and making you a spoiled boy," Jimin said. "Who says we can't do it again all night?"

That was all you needed to hear after going through such daytime garbage. You moved to lie behind Jimin and wrapped them both in a hug. Jimin gave you a kiss on your forearm, and Aeri gave you one on the back of your hand.

You spent the rest of the night looking like a polyamorous relationship in which you were the main focus. You chatted, laughed a lot and told silly stories. Just what you needed to forget, just for a moment, about all the shit that was coming your way.

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: NSFW | subby Spencer, dom-ish reader, praise kink, hints of overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial, hint of dacryphilia, pinv sex, creampie, unprotected sex (wrap it dumbfucks), riding | lmk if I forgot anything!

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: inspired from season one, ep nine; Spencer is safe from danger but you're still scared about losing him, leads to a night of passion <33

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You flinch as the sound of the gunshot seems to ring. Spencer was inside and Officer Gideon was walking inside the train. You were looking away from the camera, afraid about the worst outcome. That is until Derek said, “He is fine. Spencer is fine.”

You let out a shaky breath and glance at the monitor. Derek didn't lie. Spencer is fine. The situation is under control. But you weren't.

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You were in your shared apartment with Reid. You had cooked dinner, something simple as Spencer was looking at some case files. “Anything interesting?” you asked as you set the plate down on the table. You ignore the way your hands shake.

Spencer doesn't. “Your hands are shaking,” he points out, “Shaking is an indication of fear. There is nothing to be afraid of right now.” He furrowed his eyebrows and asked, “Is everything fine?”

“Yes,” you lied.

“You're lying,” he calls out immediately, “Some researchers estimate that the average person tells around 1-2 lies per day. But you never lie to me. This is a first. Does that mean-”

“Spencer,” you interrupted him, a hint of guilt in your mind as you saw his confused expression. You don't want anything more than to kiss it away. You look away from him. “Dinner is ready.”

The rest of the night no other exchange of words happens between you and Spencer. You take one of his t-shirts to wear for the night, and you like how the scent of his cologne engulfs your senses.

Spencer was already in bed, lying on his side as he waited for you to join him. You quietly slip beside him and turn off the lights. “Goodnight, baby,” you whispered to him in the dark, your mind craving the heat his body was radiating. But you didn't want to cross a boundary so you don't go closer.

“Do you want to break up?” he thought out loud.

You let out a surprised noise. “No!” You say loudly, turning your body towards his. Despite the darkness, your eyes were connected to his. You practically feel his nerves.

“Well, because of your behavior today, it's clear that something is wrong. I am not sure what it is but such behavior indicates that there's a chance of breaking up. I am sorry for whatever it is. Don't leave me, love,” he lets out in a single breath.

You take in his words and shake your head. “No- no, baby, it's nothing like that.” You go closer to him, snuggling up until there's no space left between both of your bodies. “I was scared of losing you. You could have been dead right now.”

“I am alive though,” he points out.

You roll your eyes, not truly expecting him to understand. But it was fine because, in the end, he was fine. “Please, please be more careful next time,” you whispered. “I wouldn't know what to do without you, Spence.”

Spencer doesn't reply and you frown, before you can call out his name, his lips seal yours in a kiss. You whimper at the sudden uncoordinated clash of teeth that was so unlike the agent you knew. You moan into his mouth as your tongue tangles with his. There was no fight for dominance, you were both eating each other alive with the way you kissed. Spencer whines as you have to break the kiss to take in oxygen.

“What was that?” You chuckled, surprised in the best way possible.

“I need you,” he admits unashamed. “Right now.”

You giggled, but your hands urgently worked to unbutton his shirt. Your lips meet his for another kiss, and it's just as good. Your mouth is sucking his tongue, and you enjoy the taste of him. He groans, his hands exploring your heated skin. He clumsily unhooks your bra and curses as he begins to knead your breasts.

His fingers pinch your nipple, and you let out a sharp gasp. “Let me take care of you,” you whispered to Spencer as you changed your position to straddle him. “I want to ruin for everyone else like you did to me.”

Spencer’s eyes are wide, his lips are parted. He looks like a mess and his mind scrambles. He couldn't reply, too lost in your touch. “Please,” he lets out, begging for you.

“Such a good boy,” you praised, and he fucking whimpers.

You start by pressing soft kisses to his neck while your hand snakes down on his body to free him of his pajamas and boxers. He was unbelievably hard, his slit had beads of pre-cum decorating his cockhead. You swipe your thumb and gather the pre-cum to smudge it all over his cock as lube.

You knew you should have prepared yourself, taking his cock like this would stretch your walls out. It would hurt. But God, you wanted to make it hurt, you wanted it to burn so you'll remember this night forever.

You let out heavy sighs as you raise yourself to sink into his length. “Spencer,” you moan, your eyes closed as you take him inch by inch. “Baby,” you cry out as his cockhead pressed against your spongy spot.

“Oh, oh, ahh,” Spencer groans as he feels your tight, slick walls around his length.

Spencer grips your hips as a way to anchor himself. He was afraid of cumming too fast. You felt so good. He felt he would burst any second.

Spencer sits up and wraps his arms around to keep you caged so you couldn't move and he wouldn't embarrass himself by cumming too much. “Wait,” he whispered, his lips brushing against your skin.

“As long as you need, baby.”

Your walls squeezed his length and he groaned out your name as a warning. You giggled, absolutely loving his reaction to you. You begin to clench your walls repeatedly around his length, milking him. He responds by biting your skin, his teeth digging into your flesh, marking you. Your eyes roll back from the flash of pain and the pleasure that follows.

“Fuck, baby,” this time your pussy flutters around his dick genuinely and he whimpers.

“Let me ride you, Spence,” you said, pressing your lips to his. You whispered, “I'll be good, I promise. I won't tease.” He believes you. He nods.

You start slowly, getting used to his dick kissing the deepest part of you. You grind your hips against his and moan out his name. The pace was driving both of you insane. Spencer, even more so wanted to drive his cock into you. The urge to pin you down and thrust into you roughly was foreign to him, so he didn't act on it.

He feels himself getting closer, “‘m close,” he rasps out. You stop moving your hips. You take in deep breaths as Spencer gets confused. He feels his orgasm fade. He whines from the loss.

“Not so soon, darling.”

You begin to ride him again, loving the way how desperate he is getting. “You're doing so good,” you coo at him, “let me use you. That's my boy.” He whines, his tongue eagerly licking stripes of your salty skin between your breasts. When you feel him twitch inside of you again, you stop.

He cries out, his cock getting overly sensitive, his balls heavy with cum. He was waiting to breed you with his seed, but you were being mean. He begins to beg, “Please- please, please…”

“Why should I let you cum?” You whispered.

You weren't going to lie, you explained an entire Wikipedia explanation on exactly why you should let the pretty boy cum inside of you. What he says instead shocks you.

“Please just let me cum,” he whimpers.

How can you deny this sweet, pathetic man? Wait, you can. You stop again and he cries out, the salty scent of tears filling the room. “Please, please,” he moans your name, “I would do anything- let me cum.”

“Anything?”

“Anything.”

“Promise me you won't put yourself in danger.”

“Huh?” He said, not expecting those words.

You begin to slow down your pace until you eventually halt. “Promise me you won't put yourself in danger. You'll always take precautions when getting into dangerous situations. What happened today… I can't lose you, Spence.”

You lean forward to kiss his forehead before your lips sloppily kiss his lips. It was filthy and slow. Saliva dripping down on both of your chins, any other day Spencer would be disgusted. Today it made his cock leak out more pre-cum inside your slick cunt.

“Okay,” he promised.

“Then cum whenever you are ready, darling.”

You lay him down with a hand on his shoulder. Despite the fact your thighs burnt from pain, you fuck yourself faster on his cock. One of your hands holding his, you squeeze it as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. Every time you stopped before, you ruined your own orgasm as well.

It was fucking worth it though.

You moan out his name as your pussy pulsates around his length. Your free hand snakes down and you begin to play with your clit. You begin to draw sharp circles on the pearl, and you lose pace, getting lost in the pleasure. Spencer takes over, raising his hips to fuck his cock into you.

Neither of you has the time to warn each other as you cum. Your cunt milks him dry. His cum painting your walls. Spence fucks his cum into you until his cock slips out.

You take a moment to catch your breath.

“You're mean,” Spencer whispered.

“Whatever it takes to keep you around, genius. You like me mean.”

#character x reader #x you #x reader #x female reader #fem reader #smut #criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader smut #spencer x reader #spencer x you #Spencer x female reader #spencer reid smut #scenario #spencer reid x self insert #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds x you #criminal minds smut #criminal minds spencer reid #criminal minds series #cms #oneshot #matthew gray gubler #matthew smut #matthew x reader #matthew gray gubler x reader #reid x reader #dr. spencer reid

[flammingnachos]

𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 (opla!zoro x fem!reader)

sʏɴᴏᴘsɪs; zoro always felt like he had that deep connection with you every since the day you joined the crew his desire to be completely consumed by this intense experience he gets from being around you

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ; protective zoro, slight cursing, fighting one piece spoilers (ep 8) disclaimer!reader has devil fruit powers precisely she can freeze things with her hands and I also changed up the scene a bit for the character to fit in

“Okay let’s go” Luffy announced as started off our plans ambushing arlong’s grew and bursting threw the door

“Fishmen! Stand by to repel boarders!” A fish men ordered to the rest

Upon hearing that Luffy cracked his knuckles, Sanji and Nami got into their fighting stance, Zoro pulled out his Katana and I got ready to use my devil fruit powers.

“Where arlong?” Luffy asked in a more monotone voice

“He’s probably in the map room” answered back Nami

“Then that’s where we’re going” Luffy said

Nami nodded leading Luffy to the Map room to where arlong was at

They left leaving me, Usopp , Zoro and Sanji to fight off the Fishmen

They all ran towards us and we started fighting them

I had three Fishmen my way throwing hit and punches at me as I dodge them using my devil fruit powers to freeze them and throw some punches and kicks of my own

A Fishmen tried to attacking me from the back in which I didn’t see but zoro had jumped in slicing away his throat

“Thanks” I mumbled out of breathe

He hummed

After finishing some more Fishmen I watched as a more bigger one started chasing Usopp

God no..

I ran away them as the Fishmen started speaking up, I used my ice powers to freeze his legs and run away Usopp

The Fishmen gruffled out stomping his fry and breaking out

“Shit” Usopp said looking terrified

“Shit indeed” I agreed now running along with Usopp

“Your not getting away” the Fishmen roared spitting out alcohol balls toward us as we both dodged it running some more

“All I need is one good shot” he whispered out looking back over I me

He got up about to shoot but one of the balls got him as he tumbled down the hill

I squealed running after him but falling down myself along with him

“Get back here” the Fishmen said now back to running after us

..

𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑨𝑻 𝑨𝑹𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑺 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑲

“You look tired” mocked Sanji and he gave another Fishmen a back kick and sweeper another one off there feet

“Maybe you should take a break” another mock again

This time it got to zoro as he got back up back to slicing away more Fishmen

“You ought to get back in the kitchen” sneered zoro

“Quit screwing around”

“Luffy,Nami and Y/n needs us!” Voiced out Sanji and zoro eyes turned dark at the mention of his crew mates name

“You just got here you don’t know what she needs” Gruffled out zoro

“I know she needs my cooking” prided out Sanji as he smirked over at zoro

“Putting two slices of bread together” mimicked zoro in a pissed off tone

“Ooh someone’s feeling threatened” Giggled buggy as his head was still stuffed in the bag

“then get me back to my body! We’re close I can feel my toes” Buggy continued

“Trust me I can help you guys win this thing” the clown still pleaded

Sanji looked over seeing the clowns body hanged up as he took off the bag off his shoulders

“I swear clown is you screw us over..” mumbled zoro

Sanji opened the bag dropping the clowns head on the floor as the clown groaned in pain attaching itself back onto its body

The clown yelled in joy feelings itself intact again

“oh, it’s so much better than I even remembered” the clown cheered

He looked over at Sanji and zoro

“Hey, so um..I’m gonna get out of here” mocked buggy as he stocked both his middle fingers to them while running away

“Hey!” Yelled zoro

“Sorry kiddos id love to make things right but it’s time to exit stage left” the clown said running along

“Fucking clown” zoro rasped out

𝑩𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑻𝑶 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑷𝑶𝑽

“You okay” I asked out to Usopp as I pulled him up to his legs

“shh he’s coming duck” he instructed to play dead as we both laid down with him dashing hot sauce on us to make us both look dead

We both closed our eyes playing dead, feeling the presence of the fish man coming close

“too bad little one just when we were starting to have some fun” the Fishman whispered

Feeling him walk away we both opened our eyes as we slowly but quietly got back up

“Gotcha” whispered Usopp as he looked over at the hot sauce he used

“Hey, Neck flaps” I yelled out

“Where you going?” Continued Usopp

“You haven’t even tried my hot sauce” Usopp smirked

“ that still won’t save you my skin is tougher than bullets” prided out the fishman

“Maybe you should try one of my new patented fire rounds” Usopp suggested pulling something from behind his ear

“I’m a fishman I don’t catch fire” He said again

“ maybe you don’t but alcohol does” Usopp said

“Special attack, exploding star” he yelled again

now throwing the ball at the alcohol and watching as it exploded on the Fishmen in agony 

“Yeah, Ha! Take that”

“ the great Captain Usopp fells another notorious villain” Usopp sang out looking over at me in victory

We both jumped up giving each other a hight five

“The great captain Usopp did it again” I encouraged

“And no one’s around to see it but my fellow crew mate” he breathed out

“It’s okay.. they’ll belive me, your here” he convinced himself as I nodded

We both ran back to the park where Sanji and zoro were at

Once we reached over there we saw that they both were right one fish men

“Your crew mates are fools to have faith in such weak compatriots” mocked the large Fishmen

Usopp and I looked at each other

“Should we..” I asked out peeking over at Usopp

“Nah they’ll be fine” Usopp whispered back

We looked back over at them

“You and eve Badmouth Nami” Sanji grumbled taking off his blazer

“Yeah you don’t ever badmouth Y/n and the crew.. Now you’ve done it” Zoro said tighting his bandana

that’s so sweet

Sanji started giving him some lethal kicks calling out his moves as he does it and then finally sending the fishman flying into a shop

“Mouton shot?” zoro asked walked away

“all great Fine is called out they’re finishing moves” Sanji answered back

“Yeah, your gonna fit in just fine” Zoro said

I looked over at Usopp as he signaled us to go in and be prepared for any attacks

“Never fear Y/n the great Usopp with protect you!” Usopp yelled out running infront of me to inside the park

I followed behind him chuckling

“Oh. You guys did pretty good in here” Usopp exhaled out looking over at me while smiling

I looked over at zoro and Sanji nodding in approval

“Good job guys” I expressed out walking over to them

“You okay” zoro asked me examining me as Sanji looked over at the now talking temple

“Just fine, thank to Usopp” I answered in which made Usopp Beamer even more and Zoro rolled his eyes keeping his hands attached to his sword

Right then we saw Nami making her way down the falling temple

“Nami!” Sanji yelled in happiness holding out his hands

She ran past him and to us, hugging Zoro, Usopp and I in happiness

“Your all okay” she pointed out hugging tighter

Ouch

She let go smiling while out of breath

“Where luffy” asked Sanji

“He’s still inside..” she answered back

“Fighting arlong”

We all looked over towards the temple watching it continue to collapse

“He’s gonna be all right”Usopp said

“Right” now he sounded a bit more unsure

Just then the whole temple collapse, I gasped out in fear as felt zoro’a hand holding mines in protection

“He’s gonna be fine” zoro whispered into my ears rubbing his thumb over my fingers as he held them

I nodded my head

Silence it was after the whole temple dropped down

That’s when we saw luffys whole arm stick out from the pile of dust he was under

Phew

And he then jumped out I could finally let go of the fresh air I was holding in

“Nami!, you are our friend..we are your crew” Luffy cried out

Sanji laughed as I did too and so did the rest as luffy only smiled

#opla luffy x reader #one piece luffy #monkey d luffy #zoro #roanoa zoro #one piece zoro #op zoro #opla zoro #zoro x reader #one piece sanji #straw hat nami #one piece usopp #one piece

[corrodedcoffins-blog]

So American

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note: if i ever stop writing nonsense outros... check up on me

warnings: suggestive (sex jokes)

word count: 1.5 k

♡ summary: Y/n invites her brothers and her boyfriend to one of her concerts

♡ Nico Hischier x Hughes!singer!reader

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It was night one in Michigan, which meant the whole family was here, for the first time. Of course they’ve all seen her perform before but never together, Ellen was the most outspoken about her excitement in seeing her baby girl with the family, but she knew everyone else was just as excited too.

But as the opening piano played, the soft melody as the woman of the hour stepped out, singing the first verse before the lights begin flashing purple and red when the beat drops.

“Forgive and I forget!!

“Forgive and I forget!!

I know my age and I act like it!

Got what you can’t resist,

I’m a perfect all-American-”

She continued the song jumping and thrashing around the stage, getting close to fans and singing the lyrics to them while they screamed them back. And when she famously changes the lyric to “perfect all-American tits!” She made sure to face away from where she knew her family and friends were sitting, though they could still see on the big screen it didn’t matter. She just didn’t want to see her brothers and parents standing next to her boyfriend while she lifted up her shirt to an area full of people.

The song faded to the next and when she finished that song, out of breath, the girl starts dragging the microphone stand to the center of the stage, “So um- my families here tonight-” The girl was cut off by the crowd cheering loudly, “-yeah, so you guys are sooo lucky to have still gotten that lyric change.” She said, chuckling, though it wasn’t a joke.

The night continued on, Y/n played songs from her album and some from her first EP, Trevor and Cole were really having the time of their life, being twins with Jack basically meant that all their friends were each other’s friends, that very thing was the cause of the relationship Jack hated most, Nico and his sister.

He loved his sister, and he knew Nico was a good guy, but something about the fact that his captain was sleeping with his sister weirded him out. He hated even more that Nico would take Y/n’s side all the time, something the girl took advantage of, she also loved to tease Jack by saying she could make him do extra laps if he pissed her off. She had Nico wrapped around her finger. Y/n had just finished singing teenage dream, a slower song that she performed sitting down on a large crescent moon, leading herself into another slow song directly after.

“I spy with my little tired eye”

Tiny as a firefly

A pebble that we picked up last July

Down deep inside your pocket

We almost forgot it

Does it ever miss Wicklow sometimes?”

Y/n had written this song during her and NIco’s first summer together, when they went to Europe, they went to stay with his family before heading on a trip around Europe, just the two of them.

-

Hand in hand, the couple walked along the water in Wicklow, they had just come from dinner and were walking back to where they were staying. Taking their time, they looked at the mountains and hilly landscape. 

Y/n rested her head on Nico’s biceps that was hidden under his jacket, her hands encompassed his own, his other hand was holding their leftovers in a to-go bag. 

Something colourful caught the younger girl’s eye as they walked, it was an earthy orange in a sea of grey. Y/n stopped abruptly, something she did a lot when they walked together. The man has started to get used to her short and easily distracted attention span.

“Look at this rock, Neeks.” He nodded, a loving smile on his face. Nico was a man of few words, it used to be something that annoyed Y/n, she thought he just plain out didn’t like her and that was why he didn’t talk much. But she’s since learned that some people just didn’t have to be talking non-stop, could never be her, but she’s grown to love that about him. And he about her non-stop chatter.

“I like it, I’m gonna keep it.” She went to put the small pebble in her pocket when she  realised her jacket had no pocket. Looking towards Nico, he already had his hand out for the rock to hold onto, she placed it in his hand that was holding the leftovers and he placed the pebble safely in his jacket pocket.

-

“On the way home

I wrote a poem

You say, ‘what a mind’

This happens all the time”

-

Nico and Y/n were driving back to their hotel in London after a date, Nico’s left hand was resting on Y/n’s thigh. Her hands were holding her phone that was open to her notes app, while she read off a poem she had just written, “-like perfume that you wear, I linger all the time, watching hidden in plain sight. What d’ya think?” 

Nico was speechless, how could someone just come up with something like that? So beautifully written, it had just come to her mind and she could perfectly write out the thought immediately? And it be that beautiful? What a mind.

“What a mind you have.” His words had made her huff out a small, “Stop it.” “No really, schatzi, it’s amazing. You always impress me with what your brain can come up with.”

What she didn’t tell him was her brain had come up with so much material from just his couple kind words.

-

When the song came to a close and Y/n stepped back onto the main stage, Jack decided to shove his captain a little to gain his attention, “Yes?” Nico said, glazing at Jack before bringing his eyes back to his girl.

“I know I act like I hate you and my sister.. But I’m really happy that you make her happy and feel safe.” Nico brought all his attention to the boy now as Y/n began ‘Talk too much’ “Thank you, Jack, it means a lot. She cares about your opinion more than she likes to admit, so that will mean a lot.” “‘Course.”

The boys were cut off by Y/n singing the chorus, “Ooh, I think I talk too much”

“At least she knows it.” Jack joked, and even though Nico loved hearing the girl talk more than anything, he laughed.

The song ended, and this was when Y/n would play a different song every night before the closing song, and most nights she would talk to the crowd and explain a bit or just talk about the song. Yet this night was different as all she said was, “This one is for all my girls who dreamed of having a foreign boyfriend!” And began singing.

“Driving on the right side road

He says I’m pretty wearing’ his clothes

And he’s got hands that make hell seem cold

Feet on the dashboard

He’s like a poem I wish I wrote

I wish I wrote!”

She wrote this one while Nico was in the shower the night he said, “What a mind” in London. Sitting at the small hotel desk, the original draft of the song was written on hotel stationary.

“And he says I’m so American

Oh god I’m gonna marry him

If he keeps this shit up!”

It only hit Nico now, that his girl was singing at the top of her lungs to an area full of people that she was going to marry him. Her family, her brothers, her friends, his family, and the rest of the world knew it. That she was going to marry him. 

When the song came to an end, Ellen and Jim left saying they were heading backstage, everyone knew it was really because Jim hates the next song. Not because it was bad or anything, just because it was his little girl.

“Think I only want one number in my phone”

It was hard for Nico to keep a smirk off his face, especially when Trevor and Cole made such a big deal at any line, they loved teasing their best friend and her boyfriend and it was even better when she wasn’t there to get mad at them. But when it got to the point where the girl sang her unique to ever show outros, the two shut up.

“How quickly can you take your clothes off?” “POP QUIZ!!!”

“He’s so cute he calls me schatzi, even better ‘cause he understands me. My brothers may not like it but I am carefree.”

That night proved she was carefree, when she and Nico spent their night in her room of the lake house, in her bed, and on the floor, and in her bathroom, mostly the shower. Luke, who shares a wall with the couple, ended up sleeping in Quinn’s room with him that night.

#nico hischier #nico hischier x reader #nico hischier x famous!reader #nico hischier x fem!reader #nico hischier x fem reader #nico hischier fic #nico hischier fluff #nico hischier fanfiction #nico hischier x hughes!sister #nico hischier x hughes!reader

[annabelle--cane]

Hey so I'm not good at subtext and I saw you posting about ep 200 of TMA being awesome. I've listened to it a few times and I'm mostly...confused? I don't understand what happened

(I mean, I get what Martin did to Jon, but nothing other than that)

Would you mind explaining why it's impactful to you?

honestly the main standout thing that makes it really shine to me is the soundscaping and vocal editing, and I've seen people take that as an indirect snide comment about the writing before but it really isn't, the entire scene in the panopticon just sounds gorgeous. the distortion and static on jon's voice, the underscoring of the statement, the way jon and martin's dialogue pops out from the sounds of the crumbling tower, it's just. aaaaaaaaaa. I find it really pleasant to listen to, if you've only listened through speakers then I'd 100% recommend trying it with headphones, it is simply very pretty and well made.

from the story side, it's beat after beat of ultimate catharsis for threads and arcs that have been set up for the whole show.

jon going ham and just really brutally killing jonah with his own hands, no supernatural influence, finally fulling snapping and, it sounds like, gutting him like a fish. it's just about the most lively and impassioned we've heard him all season, and, as far as anyone could deserve to do such a thing, he really is the person who deserved to get to do it.

jon and martin both betraying each other and making the choices that the whole story has been leading them to. jon has spent years fighting against his internalized idea that he can't trust anyone and he's the only person who's powerful/expendable/knowledgeable enough to make decisions and solve problems, and at last he submits to it and takes matters into his own hands. martin has spent years operating under the assumption that he's unimportant and incapable, and now just as he finally accepts that his choices have meaning, he sets the plan in motion that ends up getting them both killed. and jon has tried so hard to be transparent and show him trust that he underestimates just how willing jon is to go behind his back and disregard the plan completely.

and the fuckign. web lighter. I have a longstanding obsession with the mechanics of fate in tragedy narratives, and this lighter. hhh. so, fate (the web) was guiding jon & co to release the fears, but to jon's knowledge, killing jonah and becoming the pupil should have been his winning move to keep them contained. as far as he was capable of comprehending, he made all the right choices, but fate (the web) (the oppressive forces that govern all of our lives) doesn't play fair, it planned for this and cheated him. because he couldn't remember the lighter. he couldn't remember that he already gave georgie the catalyst for the explosion.

this tells me a few things: the ultimate end of releasing the fears was always going to happen, there was nothing jon could have done, but, technically, he could have adhered to the plan and lived to spend what was left of his life with martin and the rest of his nearest and dearest. but that was never really an option, was it? jon archivist sims would never have made that decision, that's why martin tried and failed to plan around it, that's why the web tried and succeeded to plan around it, it would never have happened differently. jon made his choice, it made no difference except to doom himself and the one he loves, he didn't have to do it, and it was inevitable.

and after all of that, after the web cheated him, he could still have won. he could have survived the tower collapse and kept the fears. but one of his biggest stated motives, over and over, is that he can't stand to lose anyone else, and martin is not immune to burning buildings the way he is. in an inverse to gertrude, at the last moment, he chose the barest chance for martin to survive over his own life and principles and big picture goals. he could cope with being responsible for killing the world in the abstract, but when it came to watching the person he loves most die right before his eyes, he caved and came around to martin's perspective. the other worlds can cope, he wants to save the man he loves.

#tma #answered #anons

[amuseoffyre]

Since insomnia is kicking my arse of late, I naturally tilted into the thoughts about the nature of the 3-act structure and why S2 of OFMD may have felt off and incomplete to a lot of people.

I am fully in agreement that we lost a lot of valuable time with only 8 episodes and a lot of it did feel rushed, but for the amount of story and set-up and growth and development they needed to fit into 4 hours of television, they did astonishing things.

DJenks has said from the very start that this is a story that has been planned out to take 3 seasons. It's literally a 3-act play and we are currently right in the middle of the worst part of that timeline according to every traditional 3-act structure.

Act one/season one is self-explanatory. Like New Hope in the Star Wars Trilogy or Fellowship of the Ring, this is the set-up. We're introduced to our protagonists and antagonists, the relationships are given a foundation.

The beginning is Stede's journey to becoming a real boy. The inciting incident, the one that actually pushes his change beyond "playing pirates" is meeting Ed. The second thoughts come together in episode 8/9 after his confrontations with Jack and Chauncey and episode 10 is the climax.

Act 2/season 2 is never going to be as smooth and simple as act 1/s1. A big part of the A2/S2 job is set up for A3/S3 and this is what we're seeing and why a lot of story threads seem to have been left dangling.

Again, to call back to Empire Strikes Back and The Two Towers, the structure is much the same: the original batch of people are divided and scattered, the big enemy from A1/S1 is looming, new allies make themselves known. In SW, this meant the introduction of Lando and Yoda as allies plus the hint of the Emperor lurking in the background. In LotR, we have the Rohirrim, Gondor and the Ents as allies and the expansion of Sauron's forces in Helm's Deep, Osgiliath and the winged wraiths.

There's a clear trajectory following the A2/S2 structure:

obstacle 1 - the crews separated and struggling

obstacle 2 - the end of episode 2 and the repercussions of his actions

twist - just when things start to settle, the Ned Low situation happen and Stede kills for the first time

obstacle 3 - Ed's struggle with his identity leading to him leaving

disaster - Ricky's assault on the Republic

crisis - do-or-die battle because they have no other choice

climax - the last 15 minutes of ep. 8 live here.

As with SW and LotR, there's an ending, but weighted with the knowledge of a story that is meant to continue. Each of those act 2 films end with the heroes still aware of the looming threat, some of them heading out on new missions, and some of them resting and healing. There's brief pause, brief respite, a moment to take a breath.

We have all the characters in place now and the battle-lines have been drawn. Luke still needs to confront Vader (I see you, impending Ed and Hornigold confrontation), Frodo still needs to destroy the ring, Aragorn still needs to lead the army against the Black Gate, the second Death Star is still hanging in the sky.

I'm so excited to see what S3 brings because we have so many arcs ready to go: Zheng's vengeance trip, the inevitable enforced out-of-retirement arc for Ed and Stede, Hornigold, Ricky trying to maintain his tenuous control of the republic given how many of his people were killed when the crew escaped, the pirate rebellion gathering forces.

Also how often do we get shows/films where the supporting cast are given this much storyline? We have a named/speaking-role cast of upwards of 15 central characters. That is a staggering amount of people to work with, when most shows would only focus on the leads and a couple of their friends. Six is the average for most TV shows, while comedies can inch higher because ensembles, but most ensembles don't get as much as our crew did.

I know a lot of people aren't happy about Izzy's death. I know I would have liked to see him a lot more, because he's such a grumpy old bitch and I love him and him affectionately roasting Ed and Stede would have made my entire month. But I'm also aware that narratively, as a figurehead of the old ways of piracy and "we were Blackbeard", it was a symbolic death as well - a sign of the death of the old ways of piracy and of Blackbeard as was.

(Also, they Obi-Wanned him. I'm not over that. Gave him the "if you strike me down I will become more powerful" speech. I'm just... guys, your star wars nerdery is showing XD)

So while it was flawed in places and pacing, given the scale of the story they're telling, the number of pieces and characters they had in play, and the arcs they have been setting up while also still keeping the humour, I am giving a standing ovation for a remarkable piece of work.

#ofmd #ofmd s2 #ofmd meta

[bluginkgo]

Another Nuzi rant. Don't mind me

Spoilers, duh

Since I've already done a quick character study/nuzi rant from N's side. Here's one from Uzi's side!

This is probably gonna be just me repeating things people have already said... again. But I love Uzi. (Just like every other character in Murder Drones, honestly.) But Liam did a wonderful job of making an angsty, emo girl, borderline maniac that we know as Uzi. Her character, to me at least, never became the annoying overdramatized and overused stereotype that follows her style. She has real reasons for being the way she is.

A loner, whose dad loves nothing but doors. School is not different, as her classmates pretty much forget about her existence on a day to day basis. No one to talk to, no one to connect with, gives her the angsty side that I absolutely adore. Because underneath all of that toughness is just a lonely little drone who was left by herself since early age. But guess who comes in and busts down those walls (literally and figuratively)?

Our good boi N! Despite their rough start, N never really gave Uzi a reason not to trust him. Their chance encounter, and a broken sensor, allowed them to have the talk that might have never happened. Their beginning might have been a lucky accident, but for the rest of the season, we can see how both sides had to work to make well... Nuzi work!

For Uzi, asking for help is like asking for a death sentence probably. After being on her own for so long, she doesn't expect anyone to help. With that information in mind, the first time she let's that wall crumble was episode 2, Heartbeat.

"Uzi, shoot! Or give it to me!"

Granted, we all know that was not our N. But in that moment, when Uzi was in an enough distressed state, she sought help in N. We all know how that ended, though. Absolute Solver took advantage of that and almost killed her, before N once again sweeped in to save her. The one and only notorious Nuzi misunderstanding was, for better or for worse, cleared up pretty quickly. Seeing as glitchproduction only has so much money at their disposal, they can't really drag this ordeal out. Personally, I'm glad that it didn't. The long drama that is just a misunderstanding after misunderstanding gets quite tedious to follow.

So, moving forward in The Promening, Uzi once again seeks out N when she's in distress. When she sees and hears about what Doll and Lizzy were gonna do, she books it to the only person she knows can help her.

N! Now don't get me wrong. Uzi, by herself is plenty strong. She's shown off her fighting and capabilities, and would have probably been able to take V on. She's taken J down before, aaaand Uzi does technically also take V down in Cabin Fever. But she still went out of her way to go find N. So they could work together and get this mess sorted out.

And then there's this. God I love Cabin Fever, and surprisingly no, not for the Falling.... for you? scene. No, I loved the entire Uzi going on murder spree because she can! The music was such a banger too. But back to Uzi. She recognizes V and briefly snaps back to her usual self. Curious isn't it? N and Uzi both tried reaching out to V, but because V is so untrusting (and we all understand why from ep 5, Home). Here Uzi tried to ask V for help... in form of N.

I find it interesting how ever since Uzi met N and V, she's been getting better at asking for help. Sure, V shot her down because, once again, V was scared. Uzi was turning into the monster that only Cyn has been capable of creating. This soon leads to N yeeting Uzi into the f*cking stratosphere and the two have a chat.

I love how the animators included Uzi hiding behind her bat wings.

Her metaphorical walls were back up. And guess who broke them yet again.

The bestest boi N! And ever since this moment, N and Uzi are way more open.

Episode 5 was taking place in N's memories. But episode 6 is where their trust and care shines. Yeah, sure, there was the hand holding. And it was a big moment! But I enjoyed the little things more. Uzi checking in on N, nodding at his little comments and jokes.

Summary: I love Nuzi. Send help they're on my mind 24/7.

#murder drones #glitch productions #serial designation n #uzi doorman #serial designation v #nuzi #biscuitbites #murder drones nuzi #n x uzi #md nuzi #md uzi doorman #md uzi #md n #murder drones n #rant post #bluginkgo's rambles/theories

[honeybeejam]

be my mistake: lorenzo berkshire x reader

pairing: guitarist!lorenzo berkshire x gn!hufflepuff!reader, drummer!ex!mattheo riddle x reader

reader’s physical body is never described! there are a few slightly feminine leaning nicknames

synopsis: cruciatus' lead singer ends their relationship with drummer mattheo riddle. In a moment of desperation, the hufflepuff ends up crashing into none other than their best friend (and guitarist) lorenzo berkshire.

warnings: language, 18+, MDNI, smut, praise kink, penetration, m orgasm, reader orgasm, dom! enzo, slight exhibitionism

word count: 2.5k

part of the cruciatus au: nihilist! ep (masterlist coming soon)

“save all the jokes you’re going to make

while i see how much drink i can take

then be my mistake.”

It took six excruciatingly painful days to leave the Hufflepuff dormitories. Susan Bones was the only living soul to see your swollen eyes and tangled hair. She stopped by to drop off meals, water, and occasionally a box of jellybeans or a Dreamless Sleep Potion for comfort. She told you that the Slytherin table was unusually silent at meals and that she hadn’t seen Riddle at all: but it still seemed too soon to leave the comfort of your bed. Too vulnerable.

Rehearsal had gone on without you (with Pansy on vocals for the time being). Cruciatus didn’t have any scheduled performances until the silly Muggle love holiday, so it didn’t really bother the rest of the band. Besides, Pansy told them that you write better lyrics under pressure. The boys were looking to release a new album at the same performance. Perhaps the breakup would be a blessing in disguise.

You, of course, hadn’t written a single thing. You longed to be void of emotion, to enter a state of numbness where those molasses eyes didn’t haunt every beat of your heart. Every breath ached with the phantom pain of bruised ribs - it was more likely pain from heaving. Susan took to turning in your schoolwork when you had the energy to complete it. Being two weeks ahead in every subject had its perks in the long run. Your tear-stained parchment assignments were on par with your grades, but that didn’t mean it was easy.

Venturing into the Hufflepuff Common Room proved a more daunting task than originally anticipated due to the nerves. You only needed to make it to the kitchens. Winky promised a favor last time you comforted her, and you hadn’t eaten a proper meal in days. A quick sprint from the barrels to the portrait of the ticklish pear leaves you vulnerable from all directions, but the hall seemed empty.

Worth the risk, you mused and broke out into a run.

A flash of green. A pained hiss. Two large hands around your waist, and then a familiar groan. Your head hit something firm but comfortable as you let out an abnormally high-pitched squeak. When everything stopped moving, you moved to a sitting position on your fall-breaker, wincing as you saw the familiar deep brown of his eyes and the pain painted across his features.

“Oh, Enzo! I am so so sorry, Merlin’s sake!” you gasped out, scrambling off of him and standing up as you reached out to assess the damage to his head. Your fingers threaded through his silky hair to spot a bump, only pausing when he let out a sigh.

“You’re alright, love. I should be the one apologizing. Now, I need to get off the ground before the others leave the Great Hall. I told them I was too busy to rehearse tonight.” He pushed himself up onto his elbows, accepting your now extended hand. He paused for a moment.

“Would you like to come to the dorms? It would do you well to have some company, and you know we get our own rooms. You could make sure I’m not concussed as well, darling.” He brushed the debris off of his slacks and smiled at you gently.

You pushed aside any feelings of guilt. You no longer “belonged” to Mattheo Riddle. You had every right to spend time with a mutual friend. Especially a mutual band member.

“Sure,” you replied apprehensively, relaxing when you remembered that the others were gone. He grabbed your wrist with ease and led you down the staircase.

Enzo weaved through the crowded Slytherin common room, shooting a glare to anyone who stared a little too hard. It was comforting to see Enzo act protective, since he was such an easygoing person most of the time. He never failed to make you laugh. You wrapped your arms around your center further, ignoring the concern etched into the creases of his glowing skin.

Once you were seated on his four poster, he asked you the long awaited question.

“How are you?”

“That obvious, Enz?” You replied, sighing and spreading out to cover his mattress with every part of your body. “I’m bloody miserable. If Susan reminds me of Slughorn’s essay one more time I might transfigure myself into a giant squid and take over terrorizing the Black Lake. I don’t give a rat’s ass what my Amortentia smells like. Not to mention, I couldn’t write a lyric if I read it from a textbook. I’m supposed to be writing songs about love!” The mattress creaked under your dramatic flailing and created a cacophonous sound. It sounded familiar to how you felt.

“I think you need a nightcap, darling.” Enzo reached under his mattress, coming up with a nearly full bottle of Firewhiskey. “Nott said you haven’t talked to anyone, even Pansy. We know you haven’t been in the Room of Requirement because we practice there, and Susan Bones won’t speak to me. I know you two aren’t together, but what happened?” He passed you the bottle with a grin.

You briefly lifted your head to take a drink, leaning back again as the alcohol burned your throat. You grimaced.

Enzo’s golden brown eyes lit up with pride. “Good job, darling. The first one is always the most difficult. Now tell me.”

A warm feeling crept up from the base of your neck to the tips of your ears, spreading to your chest and causing you to stutter.

“I-uh. I was tired of a-always being - fuck. I was tired of always being.. second choice. He had his toys and his, uh, escapades with you guys. I never got that freedom.”

“Escapades? I don’t recall any escapades.” That head tilt was adorable. Enzo reminded you of a confused puppy.

You sat up fully and took another burning sip of the golden liquid, pausing as it slid down your throat. “Mattheo grew up that beautiful, Enz. Everybody wonders what it’d be like to love him. He must’ve been curious about the other people here. And they’re all practically throwing themselves at him. Something about drummers, I guess.” You automatically assumed he was a cheat. A liar. It was in his blood, was it not?

“I was always jealous of him, you know.”

“To feel so wanted, so seen? I can’t imagine it’s easy. It’s all lust. I’d take that over having his father any day, though,” you babbled to fill the silence, not expecting to be interrupted.

“I was jealous because he had you.”

Oh. You chose to remain quiet at that, waiting for him to speak up again.

“I think I was angry because Riddle never considered how lucky he was,” Enzo said quietly. “That git lost something special.”

You scoffed at that, hiding behind the bottle in your hands as defense.

“Hilarious, Lorenzo. Save the jokes though, please?”

“I’m not joking.” He grabbed your chin, tilting it up as he took the bottle out of your hands. He placed it up to your mouth, tipping it to encourage you to drink. You did, stopping after a few gulps to hiccup violently. You giggled at yourself and looked to Enzo for a reaction. He seemed dazed, distracted almost. Then he spoke quickly, like he was trying to push something out of his mind.

“Let’s fuck things up.”

“I’m sorry?”

“Riddle fucked up the friend group, so let’s make it worse. Be my mistake, darling.”

You took another drink. It couldn’t hurt. It could destroy several friendships and relationships. It would definitely tear the band apart. It was irrational, irresponsible. Childish, even.

In the moment, though, Lorenzo Berkshire had never looked more enticing. You decided to test the waters.

“He’s always so busy, Enz. I get so lonely.” You looked up at him through your eyelashes, tears threatening to spill. “His eyes were always so dark and so empty. I never knew what he was feeling. I just wanted him to want me.” Honesty, vulnerability. You trusted Enzo with everything, and he held that trust close to his heart.

“I want you,” he whispered, looking at you with those same glazed over eyes.

“I need you,” you whispered back. He watched you set down the bottle of Firewhiskey.

“Nox.” The room went dark, and you felt a hand on the small of your back. He used his other hand to grasp the back of your neck, guiding your lips toward his.

You hummed with content at the feeling of his plush lips, hearing him harmonize with a deeper groan as he broke away to breathe. He pressed on your chest lightly to encourage you to lie down.

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“So pretty, little songbird. Look at you, all cute and needy,” he placed his hand on your cheek, cupping lightly. “Open.”

As if you were locked in a trance, your lips parted. Your tongue slid out to catch his pointer and middle finger, swirling around the digits. You bobbed your head slightly, watching his smile brighten and the tips of his ears turn red. Even with his fingers in your mouth, he was still nervous.

“I have you baby,” he spoke gently as you tried to get his attention. His fingers left your mouth with a ‘pop’. He traced them down your chin and past your neck to your collar. His arms lifted to gently push your sleeves aside.

Lorenzo laughed at your squirming figure below him. If he were truly a bad person, your scantily clad image would already be in Mattheo’s text messages. Not only was Lorenzo a good person, he was also a possessive person. And Mattheo had forfeited the gentle Hufflepuff as soon as she had ended things. “I would show you off, you know. You deserve that.” He helped you remove the rest of your outfit, leaving you in underwear. You tugged at his shirt needily, breathing heavy. He chuckled. “Can I make you feel good?”

You could only respond with frantic nods, beginning to get frustrated at his amused expression. He traced his long fingers along your waist, stopping to push and pull fabric until your lower half was exposed. The dark green bedsheets below you had deepened several shades, and your face followed suit.

“Out of breath, pretty baby? … This early? It’s okay, I’m gonna take care of you. You’re so wet for me.”

He quickly removed his shirt and dived back in to you, pulling your underwear past your ankles. He traced his fingers back up your calves and thighs, his breath hitting your lower stomach.

You were more of a lyricist than a musician. Although you could play a few instruments, Draco and Theo had melodies pouring from their wands with ease.

You think, however, that a song about pure bliss would feel like this moment.

Nothing but the sound of you panting as your best friend plays you like his guitar. Every twitch of his fingers made your breath halt for a moment.

“All mine. I’m gonna treat you so well, show you off to everyone.” He whispered into your skin. “Make you moan my name so loud that you can’t go on stage.”

You whimpered desperately, bucking your hips up toward him. He finally gave in. You felt the pressure of his tongue as you closed your eyes, stars exploding in your vision. You lost control of your voice, blacking out slightly.

When you came down from your high, you noticed a heavy feeling on your tongue. Although slightly dazed from cumming so hard, you could still tell what it was. You felt Lorenzo push his cock further into your mouth. You looked up at him sweetly, compliantly. If he made you feel so good, it was only fair that you returned the favor. He fucked your throat gently, careful not to hurt you. He might have deemed you his toy, but you couldn’t afford to lose your voice.

“Look at you, all cock drunk. Gonna write a song about how much better I fuck your throat than your little drummer boyfriend?” He stilled at the vibrations from your moans, feeling you twitch beneath him. He pulled his cock out of your throat and positioned himself above you.

“Look at me, Y/N.” You met his syrupy sweet eyes. “Can you tell me what you need from me, darling?”

“Need you to fuck me, Enz,” you replied immediately. “Wanna feel you inside me, want you to fuck some good ideas into my head.”

That was all he needed to push into you with force, letting out a loud and drawn out moan as he bottomed out. He took hold of your hands as he began to thrust.

“So good,” He gripped both sides of your waist firmly as he fucked into you, lifting your hips into the air. You felt yourself slipping again. He never let up pace as you approached climax. He was practically manhandling you as he pulled your hips back repeatedly, watching your eyes roll back. You could never get there by yourself, but by some divine power, Lorenzo Berkshire had you screaming and jerking violently. You felt him shudder as he slowed to a stop, his own release spilling into you. He let you ride out your orgasm before he dropped you onto the bed, curling up to you and wrapping him arms around your limp figure. He faced you, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“You did so good for me.” He watched you smile lazily, barely noticing footsteps until the doorknob was twisting and he was whispering the Disillusionment Charm on your body shoved under the duvet.

Mattheo and Theo walked into the dorm, both clearly intoxicated. They walked over to the opposite side of the room in search of something. If they noticed Enzo at all, they didn’t acknowledge it.

You pressed a kiss to Enzo’s inner thigh, listening to his breathing change as you brought your mouth closer to him.

Mistakes were more fun than you thought.

#harry potter #harry potter x reader #enzo berkshire x you #enzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire x you #lorenzo berkshire x reader #enzo berkshire x reader #lorenzo berkshire #slytherin boys #slytherin #mattheo riddle imagine #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle

[upslapmeal]

Notes from the Taskmaster 16x10 recording

The last two episode recordings I went to, I meant to make comprehensive notes when I got home afterwards that I would be able to look back at and post when the episode aired. I did not, in fact, end up doing that. So this time I was determined to have lots of notes, and made them on the go in the breaks in recording. However. They were made in a rush and I never went back through them to pad them out (you'd really think I would have learned by now). So instead of just having to rely on my memory, I ended up with an almost coded list of words and phrases that it's taken me pretty much 2 weeks to sit down and decipher lol. So with that said:

the pre-episode Greg-Alex entertainment was Greg getting Alex to sing a song about a recent news story to the tune of a song suggested by the audience - in this case it was Trump's lawsuit (the one in May 2023 since there are...a few) to the tune of Wuthering Heights

Alex really went for the whole live thing, and was constantly referring to it throughout the episode

when the contestants came onstage, I obviously first saw Sam in his bright colours and blond hair

we were right on the back balcony and my first impression from that distance was that he kinda looked like Jamie Laing lol

Greg made a passing comment about how he's been dressing in grey but I was completely taken by surprise when the vt rolled and he looked completely different!

I had assumed he'd actually buzzed his hair and didn't realise it was a wig until the ep aired

Sue made comments throughout the episode about how Sam looked like Dahmer

Lucy's prize task story, unsurprisingly, went on for ages and included a whole story about the holiday they went on that I tragically cannot remember

I was so glad they didn't cut 'untaffled' because I looked through my notes before again before watching the episode and couldn't for the life of me remember what she'd said

Greg's said that his immediate response to naked Alex in the prize task was that he was 'smooth like an eel'

After Julian's prize task there was a discussion about how people wanted to be buried, and at one point (I wish I could remember the conversation leading up to this) either Greg or Alex said they would be buried 'together forever in the Victoria monument'

There was a whole long debate about whether Sam intended to use nature as part of his doughnut task, and whether the bird toppling Ms Doughnut to her death should be counted

Greg told Sam to 'convince me to give you 3 points'

Sam went on talking about how amazing nature is and how we're all connected and at one point said 'consider the statistics.....3000' (I'm 99% sure this is what he said and I didn't just forget the rest of the quote)

Julian's exercise name was absolutely not a one-off, to the point they started running a 'cunt count' for the episode

Sue talked about how she had recently had an ADHD diagnosis, and that she kept viewing tasks holistically rather than paying attention to the details. This was specifically in relation to the exercise where she just did the same thing 4 times

I'm not sure if we saw the full extended version of Hotel Taskmaster, but we definitely saw a cut that included more than the aired version (though tbh I think they do that for most tasks and I just noticed this one bc we got the extended version)

We got an 'I put it to you' from Greg that Alex-as-Qrs looked genuinely cool

Lucy described Alex as having 'tight metallic buns' which Greg later referred to as his 'robot arse'

I cannot stress how much of a breakdown Susan had in the studio about the forks and marbles - you get a glimpse in the episode but that was nothing!

Susan also took AGES to do her throw in the live task - she kept on being about to throw before being interrupted, or saying her arms were too short, or that she needed a wee, or having a fit of giggles, and the longer it went the worse it got lol

Greg and Alex also had a go at it, and Sue wanted another go without the pressure. Greg and Sue got the ball in but Alex didn't

Don't ask me to remember the context, but at one point during the record, Greg told a story about someone he knew (whose name he said he would tell the others backstage) who would have sex in a cow mask and would demand 'LOOK AT ME!!!'. Anyway that was referred back to a few times in the ep

When Sam was given the trophy he just stood near-motionless with it for what felt like ages before we got to the hugs and everything

And now we enter the magical world of ~what on earth was this note referring to~ where I just hope someone else who was there (@politicalprocrastinator how's your memory?) sees this and can fill me in on what I've forgotten:

At some point around the prize / first task I wrote 'correct dog guess'. Whose dog? What was being guessed? Absolutely no idea

At some point there was a joke about the 'former Prime Minister', I think the idea being that by the time the episode aired we'd inevitably have a new PM? but I honestly can't remember

Someone called someone else submissive in a way notable enough for me to have written 'submissive' as a one-word bullet point, but not notable enough for me to actually remember

And now three bullet points which I will present in their original form:

Birthday

Bum hole in back

Get in bath

#posted on reddit so I thought I'd put it here too #taskmaster #ramblings

[fabuloustrash05]

Things I Would Change/Add in TMNT 2012

A rewrite post, but it's a lightning round with quick explanations.

Leo never crushes on Karai, but he does hang out with her because it gives him a sense of freedom and rebellion. When with her he gets a strange feeling, like he already knows her from somewhere. The other Turtles feel the same when they meet her. This feeling turns out is their sibling bond.

Donnie and April are friends to lovers, basically Donnie doesn't start crushing on April until around the end of season 1 and it becomes a slow burn from there. (Edit: Full rewrite is HERE)

Hun would be introduced and established as the leader of the Purple Dragons earlier on. Also Fong would get a little redemption arc.

Leo wears a leg brace for the rest of the series after his fight with Shredder in the season 2 finale. He also has a slash scar across his plastrom.

Irma is not revealed to be Kraang Subprime in disguise, instead she escapes New York with April, Casey and the Turtles, and lives on the farmhouse with them.

Irma and Donnie bond and become good friends (irmatello maybe??)

April and Casey would officially date, but then break up mid season 3 (they stay good friends)

Leo x Casey

Timothy would come back in season 3 as a half mutant like Karai (think of his powers like Sunita from Rottmnt), he'd even continue his ninja training and become an official ninja of the Hamato Clan.

Brainwash Karai never happens, it's replaced with Timothy plots and other mutants trying to get Donnie's retro mutagen.

We would actually get to see how Slash and the others met and became the Mighty Mutanimals (there's actually a comic book covering it so that could've been an ep!!)

Irma and Rook are the same person, Rook went undercover as a human as a way to keep an eye on April and find the Turtles for the Utrom council. That's why she was so noisy about April's "secret friends" in season 2 (Edit: to hear more about this concept, I made a full post on it HERE)

Irma and Rook being the same person leads to Bishop being introduced earlier on as the one who give the Turtles and Mutanimals intel on the Kraang's mutagen bomb plans mid season 3 instead of Kurtzman. Bishop would also indirectly mention and foreshadow the Triceratons and hope the Kraang don't get their attention (planting earlier seeds for the season 4 finale)

Instead of blowing up the Earth with the Black Hole Generator, the Triceratons just to a hostile takeover on Earth, turning it into a prison for in inhabits, with secret plans to blow it up within a year. With the help of Fugitoid, the Turtles, April and Casey escape Earth on a mission to take down the Triceratons. Meanwhile on Earth, Splinter, Slash and Karai form a rebellion to fight against the Triceratons and give their friends time.

Mona and Sal would be in more episodes, specifically after their betrayal, they join the Turtles on their mission as a way to repay them for forgiving them.

Returning to Earth, Mona meets the Mutanimals and she decided to stay on Earth earlier instead in season 5, she also appears in more episodes such as Mutant Gangland and actually showing up in Insecta Trifecta. Her and Splinter also get to bond. (Edit: Full rewrite is HERE)

The burnt scar Karai gets in Broken Foot remains.

Shinigami is revealed to be a villain and a spy Shredder sent to keep an eye on Karai. She betrays Karai in the season 4 finale. (Edit: Cause people keep asking me YES she does get redeemed! Check out my full post on the this rewrite)

Splinter still dies in the season 4 finale, or another way I could do it is he gets badly injured and paralyzed from the waist down, being in a wheelchair for the rest of the series. Either way, Leo would still become the new sensai by the end of season 4.

Shinigami is the one to start the Shredder cult and know how to summon Kavaxas. Tiger Claw is just there for the ride.

Alopex returns to help the Turtles stop her brother.

Tiger Claw redemption??

Baxter Stockman returns as a season 5 villain, he's been using his smarts to turn himself into a cybernetic being, missing his mutant form and wanting to go back. He basically goes mad.

Fugitoid returns, but now works for Dregg and Newtrailzer, being found by Dregg and reprogrammed to think the Turtles are his enemies. Donnie ends up saving him.

Mona Lisa and Sal Commander backstory in When World Collide

Raph gets the electric powers, NOT Mikey

Slash is in When Worlds Collide instead of Karai

April and Casey meet Renet and join her and the Turtles on their Halloween time travel adventure. (Edit: full rewrite HERE)

Usagi becomes a mentor for Leo and helps him overcome his stress and insecurities of being a leader.

Mutant Apocalypse happens (kinda) but Renet gets involved and has present Turtles team up with MA!Turtles to save their futures and rewrite history (cause Renet claims the MA was not supposed to happen) The series and finale episode ends with the present day Turtles winning, saying goodbye to their future selves and wishing them luck in their new future. Renet sends the MA!Turtles to their corrected future. As they go through the timeportal, Leo is demutanted from being a monster, Donnie gets his body back, etc. In their true future, the Turtles find all their friends alive and well in the lair, greeting them as they are about to celebrate their 50th mutation day. Raph and Mona are happily married with kids, Donnie and April are married and he's a famous scientist, Leo is highly respected as a great leader and sensai of the Hamato clan with multiple students (one of them being Mira) and Mikey is a successful restaurant owner. The show ends with them all enjoying a slice of pizza, finally at peace and living out their happily ever after.

#tmnt rewrite #rewriting tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2012 rewrite #tmnt 2012 #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt donatello #april o'neil #casey jones #tmnt karai #master splinter #tmnt mona lisa #renet tilley #tmnt shinigami #tmnt slash #the mighty Mutanimals #long post

[lustspren]

P.S.T EP. 4 | The Hydra ft Ryujin, Yuna

length: 9.6k words✦

Ryujin, Yuna & Male Reader (Special Guest: Lia)

genres: brat! Ryujin, blowjob, oral sex, foursome, anal (lia), hard sex, daddy kink, squirt, facefuck, creampie, voyeur

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It was supposed and agreed that the day after your session with Yeji you would return to the girls' house to meet Ryujin, but an unexpected and bittersweet event ruined all your plans. In fact, it was not just one event, but two. The first was about your job. The spa had been having a considerable increase in the number of clients during that whole month, and you as a worker were the first to notice it, but what you never expected was to reach that point, where you had to work extra hours to be able to cover all requests and reservations that came in daily.

You had no complaints about it, it was work and extra money, and Ryujin, like the rest of the girls, had understood it perfectly. Of course, the money wasn't the only thing making all that hard work and overtime worth it, as you've hosted some industry bigwigs at the spa, and best of all, each one was just as hot as the previous one. Saerom and Nagyung from Fromis, Hwasa from Mamamoo, Chaewon and Yujin from Lesserafim, Kwon Eunbi, etc. Even Lee Chaeyeon (with whom you constantly broke the no penetration rule) was with you during those days, and from that session with her, she was sending you endless messages and lewd photos, letting you understand how addicted she was to you, and how much she needed you.

The second unexpected event, naturally, was that the Itzy girls were still idols with a career and activities, and from one moment to the next their schedules were completely full. It wasn't until three weeks after your encounter with Yeji that your free slots on your schedules finally matched up.

The week leading up to your visit to Ryujin was pretty unusual, to say the least. The work environment felt strangely different, but it was Juyeon's and Sunwoo's fault, your two co-workers who were incredibly irritable and stressed absolutely every day of the week. You related it to something as simple as all the pressure you've been under lately, and you would have come to that conclusion if it wasn't for something else extremely weird that happened that week.

You had your appointment with Ryujin on Friday afternoon, right after you got off work, but starting Monday, in your free time you began to receive deliveries of all kinds of fruit, strawberries, mangoes, bananas, peaches, and in much larger quantities, pineapple. Accompanying each delivery was a little note that specifically said to make sure you enjoyed it well, and that they were sent with a lot of love. You tried to find explanations about it, but your receptionist told you that they were anonymous deliveries, and that she had no idea what it could be, but you were suspicious.

By Thursday you had gotten used to eating the same fruits every day, you weren't complaining, luckily you liked pineapples a lot, but that didn't stop you from continuing to be suspicious of just one specific person, a person whose name began with Sh and ended with In Ryujin. Who else would be able to do something like that? And coincidentally the week in which you were going to see her? It must have been one of her dirty tricks. Besides, you weren't a fool, and you knew perfectly well the popular beliefs that people had about pineapple, you didn't fully know the veracity of that information, but the simple gesture led you to conclude that it was only about her.

The long-awaited day finally arrived, in the morning you had written to Ryujin, asking her for a confirmation about whether the plan was still on or not, she gave you the affirmative, and you spent the whole day looking at the clock like a teenager waiting for the last bell of summer. Luckily for you the day went by quite quickly, you only had two clients that day, and when you least expected it, your departure time was just around the corner.

You left your spa room after leaving it clean and tidy like every day, to sit on one of the sofas in the reception while you drank a hot coffee. The minutes passed, and when the clock marked your departure time, you immediately got up to go collect your things and leave. You already had your backpack on your shoulder, walking straight to the exit when the receptionist called you.

"Hey! Don't go yet!" the receptionist said, and you immediately turned around with a raised eyebrow, "someone came."

"Huh?" you frowned, somewhat offended since it was already your departure time, "Why doesn't Sangyeon cover me? Or Eric!" you asked, turning around.

"This person specifically requested you," she said, looking at her computer and typing something you couldn't see, "you can't say no, I'm sorry."

"Ugh, you gotta be fucking kidding me..." you muttered clearly annoyed, reluctantly walking back to the spa room.

You sent a message to Ryujin, telling her that something had come up at the last moment and that you would be a little late. You stayed propped up against one of the massage tables, watching impatiently as she'd seen the message, but she just wasn't responding.

"Fuck... she's going to hate me..." you muttered to yourself, putting your hands up to your face and clearing your throat in frustration. At that moment, the bedroom door opened, and a short woman came in, dressed in baggy black pants, white hoodie, white beanie and circular glasses. She took off her mask, revealing a face that completely blew you away at how beautiful it was. You stepped forward to greet her with a bow, "Welcome, I'll be your host today!"

"Oh hi," she returned the bow to you, "I don't think so, that's not why I came here."

"Uh?" you frowned in confusion.

"Well... I'll be as brief as possible with you," she approached you with slow steps, until she stood in front of you, "my name is Noh Jihye, but you can call me Noze."

"Noze? Like the English word?" you asked, genuinely confused.

"Uh-uh," she shook her finger, "Nou-zi. With Z," she clarified.

"Ah, sure," you nodded, "and what brings you here then?"

"Well, I'm going to tell you this and I don't want you to freak out," she sighed, scratching her forehead with a finger, "I'm Aespa's manager," your eyes widened, and you froze. She couldn't be serious, Aespa? The girlgroup that was at Coachella not so long ago? "Well, I wasn't expecting any other reaction, look," she took you by the shoulder, and walked with you until she sat down on one of the individual sofas, "I am perfectly aware of the services you offer here, and not only the services, but also what you do for idols."

"What do you mean by that? I only give massages..." you thought about it for a moment, "well, and with some extra services."

"Honey, don't get smart with me, you fuck any idol that asks you to," she said clean and without mincing words. You blushed, and with a sigh you took a hand to the temple.

"That doesn't happen often, please don't tell the receptionist," you said embarrassed.

"I'm not going to say anything, calm down, that's not important right now anyway," she crossed her legs, looking to the side, towards the decoration in the room, that's when you analyzed her stupidly beautiful face in detail, above all, her marked and attractive jaw. She might as well be an idol too, you were very puzzled as to why she was only a manager, "First of all, of course the agency really appreciates your discretion with this whole thing."

"God, just get to the point, you're making me nervous."

"Well, Itzy's manager and I have been good friends since college," she started, and at that moment you knew how screwed you were, you just kept quiet, "he highly recommended you," again, your eyes widened, there was no fucking way, "and well, I don't know if you know but my girls will have a world tour very soon, and they have certain needs to cover, as you will understand."

"Wow wow wow," you said, putting the brakes on the conversation since you had a lot to process in a very short time, "Itzy's manager knows about my... you know," you couldn't find a way to say it, "visits?"

"Oh yes, he talks about you a lot, actually," she stood in front of you, crossing her arms.

"And he allows all that to happen?" You raised both eyebrows, "I can't believe it, that's fucking surreal, how come I'm not in trouble? Or how are the girls not in trouble?"

"Easy, he doesn't care to stop all your dirty little games, the girls are happy and de-stressed all the time," she looked into your eyes, "you really must have a magic cock, huh?" she laughed, and you were sure you blushed again.

"I'm not going to comment on that," you said curtly, trying to look away since her gaze was burning you.

"Anyway, the incident with Yuna almost caused a big problem within the group," she said, her tone more serious, "you really did a miracle getting that brat back home without anyone knowing."

"Are you telling me that he knows in detail what I do with them?" you made a face of disgust.

"Uh? No!" she denied instantly, "It's not like he has cameras like some psychopaths, or anything like that, he only knows where the girls go and who enters their house at all times, he doesn't care what they do."

"Well, that calms me down a bit, but what the fuck, how does he know that anyway!" you said, realizing it was just as absurd.

"I can't tell you anything about it, everyone has their own methods of keeping their group safe," she shrugged, heading to the exit, "I'll keep an eye on you, pretty boy, keep up the good work, and maybe soon a juicy new contract will come your way," she winked at you in an unnecessarily attractive way, and then walked out of the room, leaving you staring blankly and completely still.

During the time that you had been talking with Noze, Ryujin had never crossed your mind. Desperate, you immediately took out your phone to check your chat with her, and you found a series of pleasant surprises that made you hate Noze with all your life for having chosen such a bad time to introduce herself to you. The chat was full of all sorts of lewd stuff, most notably photos and videos. The photos got progressively hotter as the messages went by, to the point where she was completely naked on camera. Leg spread, stomach down, on her knees and hands, short videos rubbing her pussy, all of that was just a part of everything she had sent you.

What spilled the water from the glass was a voice note that she sent as her last message:

"Daaaaddyyyyy! Where are you? I'm so in need of a good cock that I don't know how much more I can take, come quickly or I'll have to resort to my plan B!" Ryujin said in the voice note with a sensual and provocative voice.

You turned off the phone screen and ran out of the spa room, past the reception, picked up your backpack again and ran as fast as you could without looking crazy towards your car. You didn't play music on the way to the girl's house, your mind was so busy imagining what Ryujin might be doing while you were gone that your brain couldn't even focus on two tasks at once, so you drove in complete silence.

When you arrived in front of the girls' house, the first thing that caught your attention was something that certainly didn't make you happy. There were two vehicles already parked, easily recognizable to you since you saw them every day in the morning and in the afternoon. They were the cars of Sunwoo and Juyeon, your coworkers. You stopped before parking, thinking that all the stress those two had been carrying throughout the week was finally beginning to make sense to you. You were a little angry, but not with them, but with the artifice of all that provocation. You never believed that Ryujin could become such a bitch, but damn she exceeded all your expectations.

You parked your car to the far right, right next to Sunwoo's car, and then turned off the engine. You got out of the car, slammed the door, and walked gritting your teeth towards the house gate, to enter the password and walk inside. You went up to the second floor right away, not meeting any of the girls on your way, and when you entered the living room, your whole face relaxed, and the anger seemed to vanish from your body.

Lia was lying face down on the sofa, her feet up and propped up on her elbows as she used an iPad, wearing nothing but white panties that exposed all of her round ass. You sighed, taking a few steps towards her until she noticed your presence, looking over her shoulder and giving you a small smirk.

"Is it me or every time I come here you have fewer clothes on?" you smiled, standing in front of her and looking at her whole body. You noticed a certain shine under the thin fabric of her panties, right at the parting of her buttocks. A shiny gem, probably from a plug, but you decided not to say anything.

"It's not usually like that, I just wanted to do it today because I know you'd come," she winked at you, "Ryujin and your friends are waiting for you upstairs in her room, I'd hurry if I were you."

"That bitch is fucking unbearable, I can't believe she was capable of that," you huffed in annoyance, turning around and walking down the hall to the stairs.

"She doesn't like to wait, and she did exactly what she knew would make you feel guilty," Lia said, glancing back at her iPad.

"It's okay, I'll show that little slut who's boss between the two of us," that was the last thing you said to Lia before going up to the third floor.

You looked for Ryujin's room, and just before entering you could already hear lewd sounds coming from inside it. You took a deep breath, and when you entered, you were met with a completely shocking image for you. Ryujin was sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, completely naked like your two coworkers on either side of her and with her legs spread. She had one hand playing with her pussy, and the other was quickly jerking off Sunwoo, while Juyeon jerked off himself pointing at her. Her hand alternated between the two of them, and they did nothing but gasp and look at her with eyes of desire. You just stood there like an idiot, none of them noticing your presence yet.

"God, I knew the pineapple would be a great idea," Ryujin gasped, and then smiling, "I really hoped it would work, and it certainly did, but I'm still not satisfied, you know?" she raised an eyebrow, moving her hand even faster over Juyeon's cock, who just a few seconds later began to cum all over Ryujin's body between moans, the cum fell on her face, on her tits and on her thighs, and it wasn't until she stopped receiving Juyeon's load that she noticed that you were there, "Oh, look who's here!" Ryujin laughed mischievously, "Sorry darling, you made me lose my patience and I had to start with my new friends!"

You wanted to say a lot of things at that moment, such as several insults towards her, but you held back so as not to cause more trouble or ignite more Ryujin's fuse.

"But I'm here now, I couldn't control what happened today," you said, removing your uniform as you walked with slow steps towards her.

"Wow, stop right there," Ryujin said immediately, and you stopped two meters from her, just wearing your boxers, "what do you think you're doing?" she asked with a cocky laugh, "you made me wait long enough, darling," she pointed her finger at you, "now I'll make you wait, and you'll bear it."

"You're a nasty fucking bitch, you know that?" you said from the bottom of your heart, clenching your fists in anger.

"Save your anger for when you fuck me, sweetheart," she blew you an extremely exaggerated kiss, trying to look as pretty as possible to cover up what she really was, "now, you two" she looked at Juyeon and then at Sunwoo, "fuck me right now, I don't care who fucks my pussy and who fucks my mouth, just do it."

You just stood there, and both Juyeon and Sunwoo looked as if they wanted to say 'sorry'. You looked back at both of them, signaling not to worry about you and that you weren't upset with them. You certainly couldn't blame them, they had nothing to do with it, and you were sure that Ryujin had personally paid them her money just to annoy you. They were men too, and they had carnal desires like you, you understood them perfectly.

Ryujin got up from the chair and went to the last bed on the left, which you were sure wasn't hers, but she wanted you to stay as far away from them as possible. She climbed on the bed and got on her hands and knees as she waited for the boys, who didn't follow any kind of foreplay and positioned themselves, Juyeon in front of her and Sunwoo behind her. You, annoyed and horny as fuck at the same time, had to limit yourself to sitting on the furthest bed to see.

Sunwoo spat on his cock and took it straight into Ryujin's pussy, who released a long moan that was later silenced by Juyeon's cock inside her mouth. You started to touch yourself slowly, without being too intense since you wanted to reserve yourself for her, watching how your coworkers began to spit roast Ryujin without any mercy, and ignoring the fact that you couldn't do shit.

Ryujin leaned only on her elbows, sucking Juyeon's dick between moans and shakes of her body thanks to the crashes of Sunwoo's pelvis against her ass as she hammered her pussy in and out. Juyeon let her move her head on her own for a few seconds, until he decided to take control of her and hold the sides of her head, starting to fuck her face as energetically as Sunwoo did with her pussy.

You didn't want to touch yourself too much, but it was such a hot scene that you couldn't help but move your hand over your dick a little faster, not knowing which way to look as it was unbelievably hot to watch on both sides. First you would see how her pussy was fucked hard and deep by Sunwoo's cock, who was holding her firmly by the waist, and then how Juyeon's cock was almost completely in and out of Ryujin's mouth, from which all the saliva accumulated in it began to spill.

"Don't even think about cum inside me, either of you," Ryujin warned as she pushed Juyeon out of her mouth so she could speak, "that privilege is reserved for our little spectator," when she said that, she tilted her head slightly to look at you and smile like she was the most evil of villains, you stood up and took a step, but she stopped you again, "Sit down, I didn't say you can join."

You snorted, giving yourself a little smack in the thigh and sitting on the edge of the bed again. Juyeon and Sunwoo exchanged positions, and restarted the whole thing again, including your torture. A couple of minutes passed, and Ryujin reached what you didn't know if it was her first orgasm of the night or what, but she made sure to exaggerate it as much as possible knowing that your eyes were only on her.

They changed the whole position when she passed her orgasm, putting her with her back against the mattress and her legs spread wide, Juyeon held her by her thighs, and Sunwoo grabbed her by the neck as they both started fucking her from both holes. You sighed, and a few seconds later, you tried to join again. You were one step away from them, but Ryujin looked at you out of the corner of her eye, and she wriggled out of the cock in her mouth to stop you with a raised finger.

"Get the fuck away, you're still grounded," this time she said it with a bit more severity in her voice. And that was your limit.

"Very good, I fucking quit! Fuck-you!" already done, you yelled at her, and in a rush of rage, you rushed out of the room with your blood boiling. You clenched your fists, and waved them in the air wanting to hit something, but after seconds you calmed down a bit, taking a deep breath.

You wandered aimlessly all over the third floor, with a very needed boner and tired of Ryujin's stupid game. You wanted to teach that little slut a lesson, and you were sure that with the passing of the minutes you would be able to do it, but right now you were very horny and your head was completely clouded by rage. You didn't know what to do, but a memory came to your head. Choi Jisoo.

At that moment you perfectly remembered what she had told you, and especially what she was wearing, so you set out to look for her. Luckily for you, the first place you looked for her was precisely the place where she was. Her room.

You found her fast asleep, with all the lights off and the windows open, letting the twilight illuminate the room with the little amount of light it offered. She layed on her stomach and slightly onto her side, one arm under the pillow and the other over it, one knee slightly up and the other leg fully extended (classical sleep position). She wasn't covered with any blanket, leaving her ass looking incredibly inviting and juicy in that position, still adorned by her thin panties.

Not even giving it a second thought, you closed the door behind you and walked towards her without making too much noise, since the room was too quiet and peaceful for you to ruin. You climbed on the bed discreetly, and crawled over to position yourself on top of her, with each hand next to her head.

"Hm?..." Lia muttered, shifting a bit to open her eyes slightly. You lowered your body, giving Lia loving little kisses to the side of her face and then to her neck, "What are you doing here, honey?" she asked, using the hand on the pillow to cup and then caress your cheek as you kissed her neck.

"Ryujin is playing one of her nasty fucking games, she won't let me join in," you said, pecking her shoulders and then back to her cheek. She turned her face to give you a little kiss on her lips, and you lowered your body a little more to press your cock against her ass.

"Oh no... my sweet baby," she said in a soothing voice, placing more little pecks on your lips as she brushed her thumb across your cheekbone, "Doesn't that bitch give you the attention you deserve?" When she felt your cock press against her ass, she began to move her hips up sensually to tease you.

"Hell no, she blames me for something that wasn't my fault," you met her lips, exchanging increasingly intense kisses. She lowered her hand from your cheekbone to put it between your bodies and reach your cock, which she caught with her fingers and began to stroke slowly.

"Fuck me baby, I'll take good care of you," she murmured between kisses, "you just have to put that cock inside me, I don't care which hole."

"God, have I told you how fucking amazing you are?" that made Lia stare into your eyes, and then her face turned red.

"I…" she avoided your gaze, and then bit her lip as she continued to move her hand slowly over your cock, "just fuck me honey, you make me soft when you say those things to me," she said with an adorable little smile.

"Would you let me take this thing off you then?" You smiled, tugging at the hem of her panties and letting go again to give her a little whiplash.

"I waited with them on for you to do it, what do you think?" she said with a small giggle.

You knelt between Lia's legs and grabbed the hem of her panties, slowly lowering them off her legs and then tossing them to the corner of the bed. What you suspected so much since you arrived at the house was finally revealed to you, and it was exactly what you expected. A heart-shaped anal plug, with a beautiful blue gem embedded, similar to a sapphire.

"Were you going to sleep with that on?" you asked, putting a hand on her asscheek and squeezing it.

"I always have to be ready for you, right?" she wiggled her ass from side to side, inviting you to have fun with her.

"Let's just leave it there for a moment, that pussy is fucking tempting me," you brought your two fingers to her slit, rubbing her folds slowly and leaning forward to kiss her.

As you kissed her your fingers kept rubbing her slit slowly, and you didn't stop until you felt her pussy start to get wet. You broke away from the kiss, and licked your hand to get it to your cock, slightly lubricating the tip of it and taking it to her pussy, carefully pushing your hips down to get inch by inch inside her. Lia let out a low moan, and you placed your hands on either side of her head as you pushed yourself deep inside her silky pussy.

Lia lifted her knee higher, making her ass look and feel even hotter as you rested inside her and placed small kisses on her temple. 

Being as fucking horny as you were, you began to move your hips up and down at a considerable pace from the start, letting every inch of your shaft slide in and out of Lia's pretty pink pussy. She looked into your eyes with a frown of pleasure, and you watched her pretty adorable face for a few seconds, admiring how beautiful she was until you kissed her again. Lia took her other hand out from under the pillow and grabbed your face with both of them, deepening the kiss and drowning her sensual moans against it.

You kept pushing your hips up and down, with quick and sensual movements with which you didn't want to be too harsh with her, since she was doing you a favor and you wanted to repay her in the best way you could. You carefully separated from the kiss, and made her turn her face so you could dedicate yourself to giving her small kisses on the nape of her neck and the back of her shoulders, while your cock continued to pump in and out of her.

Lia hugged the pillow under her head, and you straightened your back to put a hand on Lia's waist, moving slightly faster and making her ass bounce with each little bump of your pelvis against it. Her buttocks looked fucking delicious to your eyes, and you couldn't help but gently squeeze one of them. Lia couldn't do anything but stare at you, letting out little whimpers to show you how much she was enjoying how you fucked her.

You fucked her pussy for no more than a minute, until you finally decided to give her what you and she were so looking forward to.

"I think it's time to give that ass a good fuck, don't you?" you asked, grabbing her by her waist and making her lift her ass so that she was on her hands and knees. She arched her back, leaving her ass perfectly positioned for you, and you gave both cheeks a little spank.

You grasped the butt plug carefully, and slowly pulled it completely out of her, set it aside from you on the blankets, and now focused on her well-dilated ass. Lia was looking at you over her shoulder, leaning on her forearms and moving her ass back to rub against your cock.

"Go ahead sweetie, my ass is completely yours and no one else's," she said, bringing both hands to her buttocks and spreading them apart to further highlight her ass.

Her provocations turned you on even more, and not wanting to hold on for much longer, you spat a good amount of saliva on your cock, leaving it well salivated and then guiding it towards Lia's ass, burying yourself little by little inside her tight and infernally exquisite hole. Being her weakness, Lia gripped the pillow tightly and muffled a loud moan against it, and you started pumping your cock in and out of her as if your life depended on it.

You really didn't want to be too hard on her, but you did nothing more than take out all your anger and desire previously caused by Ryujin on how you fucked Lia's ass, holding onto her waist firmly and going all the way in and out with stronger thrusts. Lia of course didn't mind that, she enjoyed being fucked by you no matter how it was, and you took advantage of it.

"Yes baby, fuck that ass," Lia whimpered, leaning on her hands to lift her body a bit, "release all that frustration and desire in me, I love to take good care of you for always being such a good fucking boy!"

Under normal circumstances you would have added spanks, hard squeezes and hair pulling to it all, but you kept a certain degree of care towards her, just making sure she felt your cock fill her with every deep, hard thrust. She fell back against the pillow, and her moans grew louder as her ecstasy took over every fiber of her body.

You thrust and thrust, over and over again without giving her any rest while your hands were clinging to her waist and your pelvis made her ass move like jelly with each crash. Lia's pleasure escalated too fast in her, you assumed it was a combination of every possible factor, the dull and sexy lighting in the room, the fact that she was pleasuring you, and the way you fucked her, all led to an orgasm that made her bury her face in the pillow as she exploded into screams.

Lia's ass tightened around your shaft even more as her whole body trembled and her shrieks of pleasure were muffled against the pillow, and that ended up driving you to your highest point of pleasure as well. You gave her ass a few more thrusts, until with a stronger one, you were buried inside her as you began to shoot all your hot, thick load into her ass.

You gave her ass slow, deep thrusts, shooting spurts of thick cum into her as you both energetically went through your orgasms, moans and little grunts from you. Lia dropped her ass down, laying her stomach flat against her mattress and inadvertently pulling you off her ass while you still shot a few drops, which landed on her ass for a finish. Anyway, seconds later, your cum began to spill out of her ass in a constant river that flowed directly into the sheet under her.

"Fuck… thank you, Julia," you gasped, sitting up on your ankles, "that was fucking wonderful… you're wonderful."

"You have nothing to be thankful for, consider it a pass for any time you feel frustrated or upset, darling," Lia said, one side of her face resting against the pillow as she gazed up at you with beady eyes.

"Do you want me to get you something to clean yourself up?" you asked, pointing to the pool of cum in the gap between her legs.

"There are wipes in that drawer," she pointed back to the nightstand, and you reached down to open the drawer, pull out the packet of wipes, and pull out a couple to give her, "thank you honey."

You waited patiently for her to clean herself up, to lie down behind and curl up in a spoon position for a few seconds of nothing but silence and serenity, you could have stayed there sleeping with her, but you had unfinished business with Shin Ryujin.

"I have to go, baby," you murmured in Lia's ear, before giving her a peck on her shoulder.

"It's okay, go ahead and show that bitch what you're made of, cutie," she turned her head to give you a quick peck on the lips.

"That is if she lets me," you sighed, getting up from the bed and then walking towards the exit, "see you later, Choi Jisoo, rest well," you winked at her.

"See you later, pretty boy," she winked back, and blew you a little kiss before sinking back onto the pillow and closing her eyes.

You left the room, and almost died of a heart attack when you barely left, you met Shin Yuna with her arms crossed and looking at you with a severe, sharp and judging look.

"I thought it was Ryujin's turn!" she complained, a disgusted scowl on her face.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" you asked confused.

"Oh come on, you were in there fucking Lia!" she raised her voice more, more annoyed than you thought, "I thought it was about Ryujin, but I see it wasn't!"

"Can you lower your voice?" you asked with an awkward grimace, "I have sensitive eardrums honey."

"It's not fair that she gets two turns and I don't!" Yuna crossed her arms, frowning in annoyance. You were about to try to reassure her with explanations and excuses, but suddenly a brilliant idea occurred to you.

"Okay, do you want a second turn?" you asked, raising both of her eyebrows and cupping her chin with your fingers. She was wearing a light blue, sleeveless, high-necked top, and she wriggled free of your fingers to remove it, revealing her a nice pair of sexy mounds.

"What the hell do you think?" She cocked her head, looking up and down your naked body, to grab your cock and gently massage it.

"Very well, come with me," you removed her hand from your cock and grabbed her wrist, walking straight into the beast's mouth.

You pulled Yuna through the corridors of the third floor, until you reached the room where Ryujin was putting on all her vile theater. You opened the door, and the first thing you and Yuna were met with was Ryujin kneeling in the middle of Sunwoo and Juyeon, sucking both dicks covered in saliva, her hair a mess and her body sweaty.

Yuna looked at you with her mouth ajar, surprised by the lewd scene just meters away from you. She looked at Ryujin once more, and after a few seconds, she slowly nodded her head to see you again, making you understand that she knew exactly what was happening there.

"Now you get it?" you asked quietly.

"Absolutely," she nodded, biting her lower lip, "let's make that bitch jealous, come here."

You surrounded Yuna's slim body with your two arms, pressing her chest against yours and kissing her in the most intense way possible, trying to get the attention of Ryujin and your coworkers. As you kissed her, she kicked off her sneakers and your hands went to her jean shorts, unbuttoning them and pulling them down with her panties included to her knees.

Now completely naked, Yuna broke away from her kiss to fall on her knees in front of you and your cock, which she took by the base of it and began to lick it from all possible angles as if it were a lollipop. She was giving your cock slow strokes with her hand, pulling it back so she could have better access to your balls, which she sucked and kissed for a few seconds before taking the tip of your cock into her pretty mouth.

She began to suck just the tip of your cock, adding her tongue to swirl around it as her hand moved in a corkscrew motion along your shaft. You saw out of the corner of your eye that you had managed to get Ryujin's attention, so you immediately grabbed the sides of Yuna's head and slowly pushed your hips forward, taking your cock inch by inch deep down her throat.

Yuna's eyes widened at your sudden move, and she grabbed onto your thighs with her nails as she scrunched up her face. Seconds later, her gag reflex made you take your cock out for a moment. 

You let her rest for a second, and then you looked into her eyes, she nodded, which served as a green light for you to guide your cock back into her mouth and start moving your hips back and forth, fucking Yuna's face in the most energetic and flashy way you could. Knowing that Ryujin was watching you, you looked up to lock eyes with her, holding her gaze as you pushed your cock in and out of Yuna's mouth.

Yuna knew perfectly well how to play as well, and looking to make the scene even hotter and more attractive for Ryujin, she brought both hands behind her back to hold her own wrist and let you fuck her mouth like an insignificant sex slave. Ryujin didn't look happy at all, you could tell by how she pressed her tongue against the inside of her lower lip and by how she had completely lost the desire to continue doing what she was doing, but that didn't stop her from being competitive with you. She definitely wasn't going to go down that easy, so she dove back into your coworkers' cock, forcing them to fuck her mouth too.

You accepted her challenge to make it a competition, but she didn't know that you had a crushing advantage over her, an advantage that you would seize sooner rather than later. You put a hand on Yuna's head, grabbing her hair tightly to make her move her head at the same time you moved your hips, shaking her like a rag doll whose mouth was being completely ruined by your cock.

Saliva began to spill from the corners of Yuna's lips, so she simply chose to stick her tongue out of it and open it as much as she could so that saliva fell everywhere, especially towards her thighs. You looked down, meeting her gaze and smiling at what a great job she was doing, but things could get even more exciting.

"Get on your hands and knees, slut, I want to fuck that tight pussy," you ordered Yuna, and then you took your cock out of her mouth for her to comply with her order.

Yuna positioned herself just as you asked, and being one step ahead of you, she faced Ryujin, who was doing everything possible to concentrate on taking Sunwoo and Juyeon's cocks, failing in the attempt since she could only have her gaze on you two. You knelt behind Yuna, and she, leaning on her forearms, made a beautiful arch with her back to leave her entire chest and face against the ground while her ass was perfectly raised for you.

Your cock was already fully salivated and slippery, so it was as easy for you to rub the tip a few times between Yuna's folds and then move your hips forward, sliding with one slow thrust deep inside Yuna's tight pussy. Yuna let out a loud and prolonged moan, it was very noticeable that it was overreacted, but in Ryujin's head that only served as fuel for her fire.

You made eye contact with Ryujin, who had no choice but to get carried away by Sunwoo and Juyeon as they took turns fucking her mouth. You, meanwhile, were taking it upon yourself to let her know how much you were enjoying being inside Yuna, and soon you started moving your hips back and forth, pumping slowly for the first minute and then starting to pound her incredibly tight pussy at a steady pace, with strong and deep thrusts.

Yuna continued with her cheek and her hands against the soft carpet floor, her pussy being hammered harder and faster by your cock, which was completely in and out of it with each of your pumps. You gave one of her buttocks a strong and spicy spank, your hand was marked in bright red on her skin, and you repeated the same thing on her other buttock. Yuna squealed, and you leaned forward to grab a handful of her hair and yank it back, fucking her with all your might.

"Oh fuck yes daddy! Fuck that thigh little pussy!" Yuna whimpered loudly, and you spanked her again with your free hand. Apparently, Ryujin didn't like it at all that she called you that, you were sure that she had felt quite offended.

"Do you like how daddy pounds that slutty pussy baby?" you grunted, letting go of her hair and grabbing her shoulders to pull her towards you, pressing her back against your chest and grabbing her neck as you kept pumping.

"I love it so fucking so much daddy, don't you dare stop!" Yuna answered between moans, turning her face so that you could kiss her, and you did, meeting her lips in a fiery kiss.

You heard louder moans from your coworkers, and you pulled away from the kiss to see what it was about. Juyeon and Sunwoo were shooting all their cum at Ryujin's body, painting absolutely every part of her, from her face to her thighs. Ryujin did her best to appear satisfied and happy about it, picking up both boys' loads with her fingers and bringing them to her mouth to taste them, but fortunately for you, Yuna came to her orgasm when you least expected it, completely erasing Ryujin's smile.

You let Yuna fall towards the ground, and she began to, again, over exaggerate her squeals and loud whimpers as she writhed frantically in spasms. You kept fucking her through her orgasm, causing her pussy to clench so hard around your shaft you felt like it was going to rip you in half, and letting out a loud moan along with Yuna, you exploded inside her.

"Oh fuck yes baby! Get all that fucking load," you growled, squeezing both buttocks with your hands as you thrust slow and deep, shooting your second load of the night into a different pussy, this time a tighter one. You made sure that all of your cum was inside her, not wanting to waste a single drop, and then you pulled your cock out of her between heavy gasps.

"God! Enough!" Ryujin yelled desperately, and you smirked, "Fuck, you win, okay? Sorry," she growled bitterly, putting two fingers to her septum to try to ease her stress.

"Oh, that's exactly what I wanted to hear, you fucking brat," you said victoriously, standing up, "you two, find a way to cleanse her body and then take care of Yuna," they both nodded, almost as agitated as you.

"There are wipes in that drawer," Yuna pointed towards the drawers of one of the cabinets.

"You don't have to stay here if you don't want to, baby," you told Yuna, taking steps towards Ryujin as Juyeon and Sunwoo found the wipes and went to clean Ryujin up.

"I like shows, it's fun," Yuna said with a giggle, making an obvious reference to how they were watching you fuck Yeji a few weeks ago. Then she straightened up, to sit on her ankles while she smeared your cum on the floor.

You patiently waited for your coworkers to clean Ryujin's entire body, and when they did, she stood up and climbed onto one of the beds to lie down right in the middle, inviting you to come up with her with her finger, you did so, and as you crawled towards her, you turned to see Sunwoo and Juyeon.

"Take good care of Yuna, okay? Don't let her get bored," you ordered, winking at them.

"I find it difficult for her to get bored, mate, but as you order," Sunwoo replied, gesturing for good luck with her two fingers on his forehead and then moving them forward. You nodded, and looked at Ryujin below you.

"Well? Did you think I wasn't going to have an ace up my sleeve?" you asked, raising an eyebrow as you looked into her eyes.

"You certainly surprised me, daddy, you proved to be even smarter than me," she replied with a smirk.

"Fuck, how high is your ego?"

"Almost as high as I want you to fuck me right now," she grabbed your neck with both hands and pulled you down for a kiss, also trapping your torso with her legs and lifting her hips so that her pussy brushed against your cock.

You two kissed with all your lust and desire for the other multiplied to the tenth power, which was reflected in how your lips and tongues were immersed in a fierce battle to see who would take control of the other, and since neither won, the kiss became more and more intense and impractical. After a few seconds, you separated from her lips and buried your face in her neck, distributing small kisses and bites on it while you slowly went down her clavicle, her tits and later reaching her belly.

While there you took Ryujin's legs by her thighs and spread them apart, lowering your kisses from her abdomen to her pubis, and from there, kissing and licking the contour of her pussy. You still held a certain grudge against her, and you let her know that by avoiding her pussy at all times, teasing her inner thighs near her slit with kisses. She moaned with little moans and tried to move her hips to find your mouth, and you could only laugh.

"If only you hadn't been such a spoiled whore I'd be eating your pussy 2 minutes ago, but you reap what you sow," you said, holding her still.

"I already told you I was sorry daddy!" Ryujin whimpered, and then let out a long moan as you planted your tongue flat against her slit and slowly licked it from bottom to top.

Ryujin arched her back and grabbed your hair as you began to give her pussy slow, torturous licks, holding her thighs firmly under your fingers to keep her legs spread. You tasted as much of her folds as possible, and soon you began to move your tongue faster in different possible ways to find what she liked the most.

You used her moans as a source of information to know at all times which points to emphasize with your tongue, one of them being her swollen clitoris which you attacked with the tip of your tongue, with quick movements and suctions on it. Ryujin just dedicated herself to pulling your hair, grinding her hips up and down to rub her pussy against your mouth as you ate her better and better.

You continued eating Ryujin's pussy for another couple of minutes, using all the resistance in your jaw to prepare her well for what was to come, you licked and sucked on her clit, going down between her folds to move your tongue between them, causing that Ryujin would soon become a mess of moans and small tremors. You would have let her cum against your mouth, but you wanted that honor to belong only to your cock for today.

"Do you still feel that pussy ready for one more cock, you little bitch?" you said, wiping your chin and pulling away from her pussy to kneel between her legs.

"My pussy is always ready for your cock, daddy," she replied, nibbling on her finger and smiling mischievously at you. You, somewhat tired of her insolence, gave her a dry slap to her right cheek, which caused Ryujin to laugh at that.

"That's not what it looked like an hour ago, fucking slut," you slapped her on the same cheek, making her moan and grin from ear to ear.

"That's it daddy, punish me for being a spoiled whore," she challenged you with a giggle, lifting one of her legs and bringing one of her feet to your mouth, you jerked it away, and put both legs over your shoulders to slide your cock inside her already dilated and well lubricated pussy, causing her to moan even louder and you to grunt with pleasure.

You took every inch of your throbbing cock inside her, and rested for a second before placing your hands on the mattress on either side of her hips and beginning to move up and down, pumping in and out of her pussy with slow but strong thrusts. Ryujin clung to your wrists tightly, looking into your eyes as her face twisted between sensual moans and gasps.

You leaned forward with her legs still over your shoulders, pressing her thighs into her body and increasing the speed of your thrusts into her pussy, pounding it harder and harder with each passing second, reaching the point of making the bed shake with each of your slams against her crotch.

"This fucking slutty pussy belongs to me, is that fucking clear?" You growled, hammering down her pussy with your cock, which was going in and out all the way to drive her wild with pleasure.

"Only when you deserve it, daddy," she replied between moans, managing to let out a laugh that she knew would make your blood boil. You gave her another hard slap, this time with your other hand on the opposite chee, and then you grabbed her hard by the neck.

"I don't think I'm explaining myself well," you said, gritting your teeth as you looked into her eyes, "this damn pussy belongs to me, to no one else" you emphasized those last words, and then released her neck to give her another hard slap that made her squeal, "is that clear, you fucking bitch?"

"Yes daddy! My dirty, slutty pussy belongs only to you," she finally gave in to her own pleasure, as you continued to pump up and down her silky pussy, "The only cock that can fill me this good is yours, I don't want any more!" she screeched, digging her nails into your forearms.

"That's a good fucking brat," you smirked, biting your bottom lip and pulling yourself up to give her what she was looking for a moment ago, bringing one of her feet into your mouth as you fucked her as hard as you could.

You couldn't see it, but while you were fucking Ryujin and sucking and licking her toes, on the floor was Yuna kneeling in the middle of Juyeon and Sunwoo, masturbating both of them with both hands while rubbing against a pillow she had put on the floor below her. She moved her wrists lazily, placing more emphasis on grinding her hips into the pillow than pleasuring the boys.

Meanwhile, you were dedicating yourself to leaving both feet very clean between licking and sucking with your lips on each of her toes, also giving special attention to her soles and ankles, leaving them well salivated before removing her feet from your mouth and hold her legs in the air by the ankles.

"Ryujinnie!" Yuna called between small moans, "show daddy what you can do when you cum," she said before giggling.

You made eye contact with Ryujin again, and she bit her lip knowing full well what Yuna was talking about. You didn't know it, so you simply dedicated yourself to pumping your hips as fast as you could, being close to your point of ecstasy. Ryujin closed her eyes, arching her back between loud growls and whimpers, she reached her hands to the sides, wrinkling the sheets while you made her shake with each thrust.

"Don't fucking stop daddy!" Ryujin yelled, gritting her teeth as she began to slightly tense her body, "I'm gonna fucking cum over that juicy fucking cock!"

Ryujin broke free of the hold on her ankles and caught your neck with her feet, letting you give her pussy a few thrusts until you felt an exaggerated amount of liquid build up inside her, which spilled out her sides and it soaked your dick too. You got out of her pussy, and you moved away from her while a long and strong stream of squirt came out of it, completely soaking you from the waist down and also the sheets under her.

"Holy fucking shit!" you exclaimed, surprised not to know that she could do that. Ryujin meanwhile writhed between strong spasms and moans, pulling the sheet off the edges of the bed and leaving her pussy completely drenched by her own fluids.

"I said the same thing when I first saw her do it," Yuna mentioned with a giggle from behind you.

You let Ryujin through her orgasm before sliding back into her pussy, resuming your frantic and aggressive pumping. Ryujin opened her eyes to see you, and you were met with a couple of crystallized orbs and a little tear running down her cheek because of how incredibly good you were making her feel, but the best was yet to come.

She released your neck, and instead she wrapped her legs around your body to pull you to her. You leaned fully forward, and placed a hand on her head to forcefully pull her hair back, giving yourself the go-ahead to start giving Ryujin strong sucks on the neck, slamming down her pussy while you began to feel tickling in your lower abdomen.

You let go of her hair, and let her straight her body so that you could kiss her between heavy gasps. A drop of sweat fell from your forehead to Ryujin's, and she tightened her legs around your body even more, inviting you to fill her with all your seed. Her incitements soon came true, you began to move your hips frantically and desperately, giving the last few pounds to her pussy before exploding inside her.

Ryujin moaned against your lips, and you moaned against hers as you came into the third pussy of the night, painting her inner walls white with your thick load. You gave her slow, careful thrusts, letting every little drop of your cum inside her as her hands cupped your face between pretty sighs of what seemed like relief.

"Fuck… I don't regret keeping the privilege of cum inside me for you, daddy," Ryujin sighed against your lips, between heavy breaths.

"I'm not going to thank you for that, Shin Ryujin, you were such a huge bitch today," you muttered back, looking into her eyes with your breath just as heavy as hers.

"But it was worth it, you fucked me with all the rage and hate I wanted," she giggled, giving you a peck on the nose before you knelt up again to get out of her pussy, letting your seed fell free from her pussy to the sheets. You turned around, watching as Yuna jerked off your coworkers.

"You two, get out of here," you ordered, gesturing toward the door.

"But we haven't cum yet!" Juyeon complained, looking down and then at you.

"I don't care, jerk off outside or something, I've had enough of you today," you insisted, and Yuna obediently towards you, released both of their cocks.

"Fair enough, not gonna lie," Juyeon sighed in frustration, before starting to pick up his things.

"See you Monday mate," Sunwoo waved goodbye to you and picked up his stuff with Juyeon before leaving the room.

Yuna, still straddling the pillow, stood up and climbed onto the bed with the two of you, crawling slowly.

"Would you give me some space, daddy?" Yuna asked, looking down at the space between your crotch and Ryujin's. You stepped back, leaving enough space for Yuna to get on her hands and knees right in front of Ryujin's pussy, then she giggled.

"May I know what's so funny?" You raised an eyebrow, looking at Yuna and then at Ryujin, who kept a proud and satisfied expression.

"It's just funny how you cummed inside two Shin's today," she giggled, biting her bottom lip as she looked over her shoulder at you, wiggling her ass slowly for you to see her ass and wet pussy, "can I have a taste, daddy?" she asked, watching your cum spill out of Ryujin's pussy.

"Go ahead, sweetie," you nodded, and she leaned forward to give Ryujin's pussy a long lick all the way down her slit, picking up enough of your load that she could taste and then swallow. She frowned, as if she had discovered something peculiar while she was savoring your cum.

"Daddy…" she turned to look at you, "why does your cum taste so sweet?"

You remained silent, giving Ryujin free rein to burst out laughing.

——————————————————————— Spren Notes: I think you guys have no idea how much I love writing about bratty Ryujin, like damn. Remember! If you, dear reader, are interested in buying me a commission, do not hesitate to go through my inbox, I’ll be delighted!

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[its-your-mind]

Tbh I??? Really love these Bell’s Hells Company Retreat Activities???? Bc like. It’s not like any of them have been overly cagey this whole time, or actively hiding big secrets from each other. (someone at some point mentioned how BUCKwild it would have been to watch the M9 try to play What The Fuck Is Up With That within the first ten episodes of c2, with all the shit all of them were hiding and how much their early relationships were based on a mutual understanding that no one would expect each other to bring up the past unless it became a danger - the only one who ever poked that particular bear was Beau with Caleb at the start when she traded access to the Archive for the reason why Caleb gets fucked up by fire, and that private conversation shaped their relationship for the rest of the campaign BUT I digress.)

Nothing anyone confessed during the Honesty exercise was… a surprise. The only one who hadn’t shared the entirety of his past (that he remembered) was Chetney, and his was never the past that felt like a threat - that revelation was more along the lines of FCG’s type of “tell me about your family trauma so I can fix you” line of questioning.

The truths the Hells offered up to each other… they were significant (Fearne, I was disappointed in you for being afraid of your power), and scary (deep down, both Delilah and I kind of want the shard), and hard to say out loud (even on the nights I bunk up with one of you, I feel so lonely), but critically, so little of it was surprising. No one was sharing anything earth-shattering about their pasts or previously unknown plans for future betrayal.

And during the Communication exercise - none of them - Chetney, Imogen, Ashton, or Orym - doubted that their directors were leading them the wrong way. They listened, and paid attention to instructions, and didn’t try their own path because they felt like they knew better.

And then during Trust! The part that should have been the hardest!! All of them were obviously distrustful of each other, shooting around stressed looks, sending familiars to dive-bomb to check for flesh, but like… none of them actually turned on each other. None of them ganged up, or broke off, or stood in opposition - they were wary of each other, and they got the task done.

So… it didn’t really lead to any huge shifts in the dynamic. But that was never really what they needed! The Hells have trusted each other since the beginning, and even when they’re actively having to fight each other, it’s always with a desperation born from a place of concern. They really do care for and love each other. I don’t think any of them, if they sat down to think about it, truly believed that one of them was going to betray the others.

But they haven’t had time to sit and think about it. They have been actively fighting the literal end of the world since like… ep 45 (first irl Ludinus sighting/convo). The apocalypse happened. Has been happening. For thirty episodes now. They spent a good chunk of that time apart from each other, and then the rest of it desperately reaching out to anyone with more power than themselves to beg for their help.

So yeah! It’s not a big surprise that they’re all bottling up a lot of their own shit right now! There aren’t that many personal issues that feel like they deserve more attention than the literal end of the world.

It was inevitable something was going to give. And since Ashton’s shit was up next for dissection because they had a past that brushed up against the Primordials? Of course they were the one whose internal lockdown broke first. And of course when it did, it physically shattered Ashton, too, right along those same fault lines where Milo put them back together the first time. It’s so good that they had friends who were there, past and present, to make sure none of the pieces got lost. To put them back together.

We watched Laudna break down right after, specifically because she was back home, in this place where Delilah had first tortured and killed her, where she had lived as a wraith haunting a castle. Delilah had been slowly picking the lock on the cage the Hells had forced her into, and Ashton’s “betrayal” was the last tumbler Delilah needed to snap into place to break the lock in Laudna’s mind. And her mind shattered, fragmented in the same way it had been after she was first brought back as Delilah’s vessel. How beautiful that it was Laudna’s love of children and her desire to make Ashton a gift (meant to be part insult, “because you’re a child,” and declaration of her care for him, “I like children.”)

And Fearne… Fearne almost broke down after them. Slamming the hammer down next to Ashton’s head over and over and over, screaming at him, wandering away through the city, sleeping alone in the woods… She saw the cliff’s edge coming. That’s why she asked them if they could stop at her Nana’s first.

Because she needed it. And the rest of the Hells say, “Why? Do you think Nana Morri can help us in this?” And Fearne says, “Well, I don’t know, but…” And Imogen says, “Do you need it for you?” And Fearne says, in a small and shattered voice, “…yes.”

And that’s the end of the discussion.

They go home, to a place where they are safe and have time, for the first time since Ruidus was locked in place.

And so they have time to be Honest - and they are. Fearne likes to watch them all and play with their hair while they sleep. Orym has thought through how he would neutralize them if he absolutely had to. Ashton thinks it would be better for him to be dead than for Fearne to be hurt. Imogen is scared to face her mom. Laudna dreams of leaving this behind. FCG is jealous of the people around him with a heart, because they have possibilities he doesn’t. Chetney hasn’t settled down once in 400 years because he’s scared he’s cursed to drive away any family he has.

Behind all of this - I want to know everything about you. I need to make sure you don’t hurt each other. I would sacrifice myself to keep you from pain. I don’t want to choose between my blood and this family we’ve built. I want you all to be safe. I want you to pursue happiness. I don’t want to lose you.

And then, Communication - follow along this path. Listen to my voice. Keep calm, keep quiet. Stay the course. I will keep you safe. Keep walking, keep walking, and… you’re there, honey.

And finally, Trust. Two of them are going to be replaced by fae beings bent on preventing them from completing their mission, and they have to complete this task without letting the infiltrators stop them. Okay. Let’s all stick together. Keep eyes on each other. Wait for the doppelgängers to give themselves away somehow. Do you remember these small, banal details about our mutual history? There’s a possibility that action you took was malicious, but I know you well enough to know that might have been a mistake you made on your own. Here, I’ll walk into traps to show that I’m not going to stop you. I’ll get out of your way and take out the threats. I’ll be eyes in the sky and send my familiar to poke you to test if you feel like you should. But nothing you’re doing makes me see you as a real threat - just the possibility of one. I trust you. I trust in you. I trust myself to know enough about you to identify if you’re doing something differently than normal.

And the result of those exercises? No new information, but maybe some things that we all had lost track of amongst the chaos. I am not shocked by your Honesty. I know deep down that I can rely on your Communication. I do Trust you. I know you. I care for you. I know you care for me, too. Even when I have doubts, even when you fuck up, even when things break bad and you make the wrong call…

We are a team for a reason, and no matter what we said in the beginning, it is not just out of necessity or convenience. Are we a bunch of fucked up, broken people? Absolutely. Are we going to continue to fuck up? Probably. Does that change how we feel about each other? No. Never. As long as you’ll have me, I’ll be here, fighting alongside you. Helping you up when you stumble. Offering a shoulder when you need to cry. Standing over you to protect you if you fall. Laughing with you in good times, kicking ass for you in bad. This is our family, damn it. It is strange, and broken, but it is ours, and it is good.

#critical role #bells hells #c3e80 #cr3 #c3 #this got away from me a bit maybe??? but fuck!! I was feeling so many damn emotions this episode!!! this is obvs a v watsonian take #I also wanted to add the doyalist take that the players needed some role play that was like… thematically appropriate (shit be fucked) #but without world-altering stakes #it’s been a stressful time!! #I am glad that they were having fun with the dnd mini games matt made for them #but anyway the post got too fuckin long so there it is in the tags #fuck I love this story

[keyaho]

II. You Give Me Butterflies

summary: hotel rooms are becoming commonplace with the pair, however, getting to know each other at such a pace leads Nashae to tell Leati how she really feels about him touching her.

Coco sat in her home studio avoiding the eyes of her team of producers. She leaned forwards, her elbows resting on the desk space and her head in her hands. Her black hoodie was open, showing off a gift from Joe. The company that made the hoodie he gifted her, had a new maxi dress, and the fitted brown material molded to her skin. She knew he went above and beyond when her personal assistant remarked on how the item didn’t come out until the fall. Topped with the hoodie and tan sheepskin slippers, Coco was ready for bed more than she was for the studio. 

“Alright, what ideas do you have?” Gerrie, her main producetress, asked. “You said, new year, new ideas.” 

Though she kept to herself in the industry, her team was close and she trusted them, especially Gerrie. She had multiple songs where Gerrie’s heavy and soulful vocals were in the layering. It was rare the producer stepped up to the mic, but when she did, Coco was always grateful. There was something about the blend of their voices that always made Coco happy and excited to sing with Gerrie. However, when Gerrie was in her producer mode, she was all about keeping Coco moving forward with innovation and newness. 

“So, if I say I haven’t thought about it, would you all yell at me?” 

“No, but we’re side eyeing you girl.” Alicia, another close industry friend snickered. “We give you a damn deadline and you’ll drop a project ten minutes after agreeing to our plan.” 

Coco’s head shot up and she pursed her glossed lips. “That was one time and it worked!” 

Five years ago, Coco dropped her “self-titled” album, Yayha, on a Wednesday morning, with no promotion. This time she wanted a “self-titled” album, but with her real name attached to it. Everyone knew her as Yayha, when her fans were being funny they used Nashae. However, she hadn’t produced any music in her whole career where her real name was listed as the writer or producer. 

“I don’t want to do what I’ve already done,’ Coco hummed. 

Then it hit her. 

“I might not have thought about what the next project will be, but, there are some songs I have been creating and thinking about. It’s more pop based, though, however, I think I want to do small EP projects through out the year. Maybe four?” 

“Are we touring this?” Alicia asked. 

“Probably, but the tours would be small. Intimate. I’m not trying to go on a world tour right now.” 

“So, these four projects?” 

Coco opened up a document folder that had different songs saved. “I want to do a show four times. So, each set of songs get it’s own show.” 

“When do you want to start these?” Gerrie asked. She had her own notebook out and had begun jotting notes. 

“First show in March? Probably in Atlanta. The band, some dancers…’ 

“When are you going to drop the EP?” 

“Late February, the show is a surprise.” 

The creative juices began to flow. Ideas for stage, costumes, and all began to fill notebooks. She had already reached out to her choreographers and would bring them in for a meeting in a week. Coco felt her phone buzz and she saw Joe’s name and a text flash across her screen. 

Can you talk? 

Not at the moment, in the studio. 

You going to let me hear the new music? 

Maybe. 

“So you want to put out a new EP every three months?”

“Yeah,’ Coco replied. “After this year, I want to do a world tour and I mean, the world.” She put her phone down and faced her team.

She had plans of taking some time off to spend with her family. She felt like her career had taken her from them. She had nieces and nephews growing fast and she wanted to spend time with them. As well as her parents. 

“Well, we need to get started. Once you have a date, I will book the venue,’ Gerrie stood and gathered up her things. 

Alicia follow suit, already on the phone with the choreographers since Coco had given her a list of potential songs. The songs would be mixed, but they could get a gist of what the dancers should be doing. 

Jumping back into work, she knew this year was going to be crazy. Glancing down at her phone, she picked it up and sent Joe another text. His reply gave her butterflies. 

I’m always going to make time for my pretty girl. 

 January 11th, 2024, the night before Friday Night Smackdown

It was rare, but, when she could fly normally and under the radar she would. Having thwarted people by posting photos as if she was in another country, she booked the first flight that would take her to Lincoln, Nebraska. Grabbing her duffel bag, she slung it over her shoulder. It was a bit chilly when Coco stepped through the doors of the airport terminal. As soon as Joe said he would love for her to come to a show, she booked her flight ticket. It was a long flight of nervousness as they spent most of it talking. Her lips were still tingling from their last kiss and her dreams had been blessed with Joe and his mouth. 

She looked around and there he was, leaning against the hood of a Cadillac Escalade. Like her, he was in a mask and dark clothes, his hands folded in front of him. Even this far away, she could see his dark eyes had landed on her. 

Taking a deep breath she walked over, clutching the strap of her bag tightly. However, the closer she got to him, the bigger her smile grew behind her mask. Her feet shuffled a little faster until she was almost skipping into his arms. Those same thick arms she missed wrapped around her waist as she dropped her bag and fell into them. His head dropped to her shoulder, breathing in her scent while she wrapped her arms around his neck. 

His hands rubbed up and down her sides, pulling her as close as he could. 

“Wassup pretty girl,’ he whispered while pulling down her mask and his before sealing their lips in a kiss. 

He tried to pull back, but Coco grabbed his head and brought him back in for another kiss. He smiled against her lips.

“Na ou misia foi oe, Nashae.” (I missed you too, Nashae.)

“Ou te valaau atu ia te oe Leati?” (Do I get to call you Leati?) 

“As long as you are calling my name I don’t care.” He reached down and picked up her bag. “Come on, let’s get you warmed up.” 

She stepped aside as he opened up the passenger door for her. Behind her, on the backseat, he dropped her bag and slid into the driver seat before pulling off the curb. Lincoln night time wasn’t as vibrant as they bigger cities, but as they drove through downtown, the bars were full and music was blaring. Even on a Thursday night. 

“I hope I won’t be in the way or distracting,’ Nashae said, ‘I’m sure you need to focus.”

It was then he reached over and placed his hand on her thigh. His thumb rubbing small circles into the fabric of her jeans, but igniting a fire against her skin. He had saw them when she walked over, but the heels he’d gifted her for Christmas were on her feet. 

“Nah,’ he replied while turning onto another street, the hotel in the distance, ‘when you asked to come to work with me, I was more than happy to accommodate.”

“You hungry?” He asked, turning down the heat as she slipped out her jacket. 

“I could eat,’ she replied. 

He reached into the arm rest between them and pulled out a few restaurant menus. She flipped through them and settled on Whataburger, a place she hadn’t had in years due to her dieting for tours. He found the drive through and joined the line, glad to be able to focus a little more on the woman in his front seat. 

Before she could speak, Leati cupped the side of her head, tilted it to the side, and laid one of the nastiest of kisses he could manage on her lips. Her hand came up and gripped the back of his head, pulling him closer as she leaned into it. He tasted like mint and she was sure it was from his gum. Regardless, she sighed into his mouth before a soft moan filled the car from her. 

“Mmmhm,’ he spoke against her lips, ‘my pretty girl.” 

A honk behind them made them separate and Leati pulled forward to the speaker box. He ordered a few patty melts, she skipped on fries, and two shakes. 

“Why do you call me that," she asked around her straw. “I mean I like it! Just wondering….”

Leati pulled to the next window and paid for their order. The car rolled up slowly to the next window. Once he had their food, he headed towards the hotel. 

“I like the way you grin and get all shy on me when I say it. Your nose gets all scrunched up like a bunny.” 

He slung her bag over his shoulder after parking while she fitted her mask to her face. Her hair was in it’s natural state, and she pulled out the band holding it in the bun she flew in. Her curls caught him off guard and he reached out, tugging on one of the curls. 

“You know what I want to say,’ he teased and just as he said, her nose scrunched up and she looked away with a soft giggle. “But I will say you are beautiful like this.” 

“You really had a crush on me, huh,’ she whispers, reaching out to tug on his beard. 

Suddenly called out, Leati laughed. “Jey?” 

Coco nodded. “You were inside helping get the fire wood and he came and told me. He thought you were being weird because of me so he told me about the crush.” 

“I’ll kill him,’ he cheesed. His pearly whites shining as he licked his lips. 

“You won’t!” She smacked his chest, stepping around him while holding her shake. 

Leati grabbed the rest of the food and she held his drink in her hand as well. When they stepped into the hotel, she walked on his left side which somewhat hid her from the front desk. Leati was grateful that the area was empty and so were the halls towards the elevators. It wasn’t rare for the roster to bring women or men back to their rooms, but he didn’t want anyone to know the woman that was with him. 

Behind him, his stride took off, Coco nearly skipping to keep up with the man in front of her. The halls were long, winding it seemed, and he kept stopping to make sure no one was around a corner. They had finally made it to the room when she leaned against the wall beside him, breathing just a bit too hard.

Leati looked down at her as he opened the door. 

“You okay?” 

“You,’ she panted suddenly, ‘have long legs!” 

He looked down at her flustered expression. When she allowed herself to relax around him, she was so cute and very expressive. She was comfortable and he wanted her to always be that way with him.

Playfully, he looked down at her and leaned forward so they were eye level. “Nah, that’s because you’re short.” 

He kissed her quickly before she could reply. Laughing, Leati opened the door but stepped aside so she could go in first. She dunked under his arm and was instantly smacked in the face by the scent of man. Heavy, strong, the hotel room smelled like him. That’s that pheromone shit folks were talking about. She thought. There was nothing artificial about what she was smelling. He came up behind her and kissed the side of her head. She had stopped just in front of the door way. 

“Shy?”

Leati placed her bag in his room of the suite. He had all intentions of letting her have his bed alone for the night. He was always wired the night for a show and would pay a gym to get a few hours in to blow off enough steam to get a few hours of sleep. 

When he came out of the bedroom, he stopped and watched Nashae stand and begin to eat. She swayed side to side, shoes gone, the patty melt in one hand and the shake in the other. The jacket was on the arm of the couch and he licked his lips at her outfit. The most simplest of outfits; black yoga pants with the matching jacket, cropped and fitted to her chest. Her hair fell to the middle of her back, the brown curls moving as she swayed. He gave her a long once over. From the top of her head to the heels of feet, she had his full attention and didn’t even know it. Well, until her hand started digging around the bag for what she knew was his fries. 

She had them in her hand, ready to bring them to her mouth when a hand curled around her wrist, turned her hand a bit and dropped them in Leati’s mouth. 

“Ms. I don’t want any fries.”  

“Yours looked good.” 

Nashae pulled out two more and quickly put them in her mouth before he could stop her. She swayed side to side again, stopping when she realized how close Leati was to her. Her back was pressed up against his chest.

“I don’t think I’m the only one that had a crush on you though.” 

Arms around her middle, Leati leaned down so his head was on her shoulder. He felt her tense at his closeness. She didn’t pull away, but he could tell she was still nervous. 

“You’re the only one that matters,’ Nashae replied. “It does come with the territory though.” 

“I guess I have to earn my keep. You have a lot of admirers.” 

Nashae shrugged, his lips right beside her ear. His beard rubbing against her cheek. 

As they finished up their food, she was sitting between his legs as they watched TV in the bed. Well, she was trying, he was kissing the back and sides of her neck. She leaned back, head rolled to the side as he tasted her skin. Her chest rose and fell very visibly. 

“You’re so sensitive,’ he remarked, nosing along the length of her neck as she shivered. “You get so worked up just from my touch.” 

To prove his point, he placed his hand on her stomach, his thumb right under her top. Her stomach fluttered and she grabbed his wrist. 

“Is it me?” He asked. 

“A little.” 

“Noted.” 

He pulled away with a smile and leaned back against the pillows, his hands behind his head. She sat up, miffed, and turned to look at him confused. 

“What-’

Nashae turned around and looked at him. He avoided her gaze, pretending to watch the movie. 

“Leati!”

“O le a?” He asked. 

“E le mafai ona e pa'i mai ia te a'u ona toso ese ai lea faapea.”

“Manaia tele le leo Samoa i ou laugutu.”

She folded her arms across her chest and pursed her lips. 

“E te mana'o ou te pa'i atu ia te oe?.”

“Ou te le iloa le mea ou te manao ai, ae ou te fiafia pe a e paʻi mai ia te aʻu.”

“You told me you were a virgin,’ he said, ‘and I’m not going to do anything that you aren’t ready for. So when you ask me to touch you, what do you mean?” 

The switch to English and the focus on her virginity made her grimace. She hated this talk. It was always the crucial moment in relationships and it determined whether they wanted to deal with a relationship or not. 

“Leati,’ she whispered, ‘I-’

“If I am going to be the one that takes you to bed, I want you to be ready for it. For me, you know?” 

“Yeah, I know I just, I don’t have much experience in this.” 

Standing up, Nashae rubbed her hands on her pants. They were suddenly clammy. 

“I’ll go as slow as you need me to, baby.” He watched her pace. 

“Yeah, there are moments when I don’t want you to go slow.” She admitted.

She wouldn’t say he made her feel so submissive, but she was sure he could pick up on it.

“I just know that I don’t know what I’m doing and would probably be a disappointment.” 

“Woah, woah, woah,’ he beckoned her back to the bed. Patting the spot between his legs, where she had been, he took her hands in his.

“We don’t have to think about that right now. The fact that you want me to touch you is enough. I get to kiss you as much as I want so for right now, just lead me where you want me.” 

Translations:

“O le a?” - What

“E le mafai ona e pa'i mai ia te a'u ona toso ese ai lea faapea.” - You can't touch me and pull away like that.

“Manaia tele le leo Samoa i ou laugutu.” - The Samoan voice on your lips is very nice. (literal) I mean't it sounds good coming from her*

“E te mana'o ou te pa'i atu ia te oe?.” - Do you want me to touch you?

“Ou te le iloa le mea ou te manao ai, ae ou te fiafia pe a e paʻi mai ia te aʻu.” - I don't know what I want, but I like it when you touch me.

#roman reigns x black reader #roman reigns x black!reader #roman reigns x oc #roman reigns fanfiction #roman reigns fanfic

[jhoneybees]

I love your writing! It’s very pretty and I love to scroll mindlessly thru your account. Could you do a lil fic where the reader is really sick with a cold? I think 50s Elvis would B ideal for this but it’s your choice who you pick ❤️

— N

Sorry for the wait! I love this idea! And thank you for requesting ☺️

Worrisome

Characters: Elvis X fem!reader

Warnings/triggers: Sickness

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When you're dating Elvis, something out of the ordinary happens regularly, both good and bad. Which this time, after a long day of travelling to the next hotel during Elvis’ tour, you begin to have a runny nose and a cough. Your boyfriend being the kind to get worried about you easily, you attempted to be discreet with your coughing and carrying on but that didn’t last long until he noticed your hand on your forehead as if to check the temperature of a fever. “Are you sick darlin?” his voice laced with concern as he walked over to you after excusing himself from the conversation with the guys, knowing it wouldn’t be convincing you shook your head anyway. “No.. just a lil tired ‘s all” Elvis gave you a look “Ya lyin’ aren’t ya?” you sighed “Yes Elvis I’m lying, I’m sick” he replies with a nod, kneeling on one knee in front of you being sat in the passenger's car seat and taking your hands into his. “Fever?” he asks, you shook your head “No just a runny nose and a-” a scratchy cough interrupts making Elvis furrow his eyebrows. “Cough…” finishing your sentence. Elvis nods again “Let’s get ya inside” you appease by nodding and carefully standing up on your feet, Elvis reassuringly holding your hand.

Leading you inside the hotel room, Elvis directs you to sit on the bed while he gets you a glass of water. “Drink some water, it’ll help” you silently nod and take the glass. He lays a hand on your forehead while you drink and clicks his tongue. “Seems like you got a fever too honey” he states, you were feeling a bit hot during the drive. “Yeah..” is all you could say, leaning over to rest your head on his lower abdomen, you feel tired. Elvis smiles small, stroking your hair silently. “Do you want to take a bath?” you close your eyes while shaking your head. Elvis grins “Alright, let’s getcha in your pyjamas then”

After swiftly helping you into your nightgown, Elvis pats your knee “Get ya self comfortable, imma call room service” you shuffle up to the headboard of the bed and get yourself under the covers. Half an hour later, the chicken soup arrives. Elvis rests himself on the edge of the bed, beginning to scoop some soup, blowing it gently earning a scoff when he takes the first bite. “Looked tasty, had to try it” he chuckles ,you playfully roll your eyes.

Just as you take another bite, a knock comes to the door. Elvis quickly answers, discovering he had 2 hours to get ready before he leaves for tonight's concert. He closes the door after a brief chat and walks back to sit on the bed, the concerned expression Elvis had earlier returns on his face “ I’ve got 2 hours before I go, are you gonna be alright without me?” you hum quietly “I’ll be alright, you go get ready” Elvis smiles softly before he gets up to prepare himself.

Elvis quickly changes into his gold lame suit and stands in front of the full body mirror on the wall, making sure his collar is neatly folded and combing back his gelled up hair. Elvis turns around to face you “How do I look?” Scanning him from head to toe, you hum softly with a soft smile “Handsome” a sly grin creeps onto his face “Thank ya darlin’” a knock comes to the door again and a voice “Are ya done EP?” Elvis sighs “Yeah I'm done, be there in a bit!” Just before he leaves, Elvis leans down to give you a delicate kiss on the lips “wish me luck” you nod with a smile.

The group of cars finally leave and you're now alone at the hotel, you decide to sleep since there's nothing else to do. An hour into your sleep, you wake up to the sound of the phone ringing. Sleepily as you get out of bed and walk to the phone, yawning before you speak “Hello?” at the other end you could hear the faint sound of a crowd “Hi Honey, it's Elvis… are you feelin' alright?” wiping away sleep from your eye “Hi baby, yeah I'm alright.. I was just sleeping” after hearing what you said, Elvis feels bad for waking you up “Oh, M’sorry dear you go back to sleep” you giggle softly “Alright, see you after the concert okay?” Elvis hums, ending the call with a “goodbye, I love you” and you go back to bed.

Elvis waits around backstage, he bites his nails quietly. Yes he's nervous to go up on stage but also the thought of you all alone without him there to take care of you is itching at him. Of course you can look after yourself, it's not the end of the world but the secure feeling of actually seeing you sleeping peacefully in bed is what he wants at this very moment. He shouldn't call you but he can't stop thinking about his lingering thoughts.

what if you got to go to the bathroom and just suddenly fainted? What about if you vomited and you're too tired to clean up the mess? Oh it's eating him alive, he has to call you now.

The phone rings again and you sigh, getting out of bed to answer the call “Hello?” Your voice is evidently tired just by your unusually quiet voice. “Darlin'? Are you alright? I-I got worried” your eyes begin to droop “Yes Elvis I'm alright, I was sleeping sweetie…” you repeat your words again to hint at him that you just want to sleep with no disruptions “I figured you would be… sorry honey, I got worried about ya.. you go back to sleep, I'm sorry” a tired hum leaving your mouth “Don't be sorry baby, I love you…see you later” the call ends again.

Just when you begin to fall into deep sleep…the phone rings…again.

“Elvis, I'm alright honey, I'm alright” a relieved sigh comes from his end “Okay..good, I love you” you sigh “I love you..”

For the fourth time.

“Elvis, I know you're worried about me but please I just want to sleep Honey” you tiredly spit out. Elvis nods “A-alright alright m’sorry I wanted to make sure you're safe… I love you” you hum “I love you Elvis”

Again.

Before you could say a word, Elvis cuts in “I'm sorry baby, m’sorry I can't stop worrying about you, ya sure you're okay?” His voice is shy and apologetic. “Yes dear, I'm okay I was sleeping, I'm still in the hotel room. I haven't fainted or anything I'm okay” another sigh from Elvis' end “Okay…okay..o-ok that's good” one of the stage managers calls for Elvis “I-I gotta go now honey..” you smile softly “Okay, go have fun” you can feel his hesitation so you reassure him quietly “and don't worry Elvis, I'll be right here in the hotel room. I won't go anywhere” he nods quietly “A-alright…” your smile grows a little “I love you” “...I love you”

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