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c-nstantine · 6 months

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It's Always The Nice Ones

Kinktober Fic: Clark discovers his girlfriend's tumblr.

Warnings/Kinks: Warnings/Kinks: Stomach Bulge, Spanking, Size Difference, Non consensual Recording (is this a bit self indulgent? yes, yes it is. thank you for noticing!)

Word Count: 1.5k

Y/N kicked off her shoes as she entered her and her boyfriend's shared loft. It was a little expensive but the two of them made it work. That was Clark. Sweet, wonderful, and understanding Clark. Y/N loved him with all her heart. There wasn't a thing she would change about him. Well, maybe one thing. Don't get her wrong, he would always leave her satisfied but sometimes Y/N would still want more than what he gave her.

"So the Jamaican place was out of what you usually get so I got you what I get. Kinda works out anyway since you love to steal my jerk chicken," She called out to him as she walked into the kitchen. She was expecting to find him lounging on the couch while watching his favorite fall movie. She was pleasantly surprised to see him leaning against the kitchen counter with his glasses sitting on top of his head.

"What's this?" Clark asked, gesturing to Y/N's laptop. Her laptop was open and the current screen was the homepage of Y/N's Tumblr.

"My laptop? Clark, why do you have my laptop?" Y/N was a little scared. Her Tumblr was her sacred place. It's where her thoughts went to live and she didn't have to be as tame as a real person.

"Mine was dead so I thought I'd borrow yours. Could you imagine my surprise when I found out that my sweet girlfriend writes the most obscene 'smut' on the internet," He said smut in quotation marks. His blue eyes were trained on Y/N. Clark was normally a gentle giant with her but as he approached her, his energy was different. For the first time in their relationship, Y/N felt small. Now Clark being a 6'5 alien was a constant reminder in their relationship but he had never done anything that made her feel small and delicate.

"Clark, I can explain. There like fantasies," She said looking up at her boyfriend and placing her bags on the counter. She could feel the heat rise to her brown cheeks and warmth pooled into the bottom of her stomach. This wasn't fear, but rather horniness.

"I had been gentle with you because I was afraid I might hurt you. Turns out you want to be hurt," Clark leaned down to whisper this in her ear. Y/N's insides practically melted.

"Baby, I-" Y/N was going to explain herself but Clark interrupted her by placing a finger to her lips.

"Hush now. I want you to go upstairs and strip. You'll have to be punished for deceiving me. Don't worry, I'll go gentle on you the first time," Y/N's heart was racing and Clark could hear it.

"Clark," Y/N tried to justify herself once more. She couldn't find the exact words that she wanted to say.

"Upstairs," Clark said sternly and he had dropped his smile. He looked serious.

"Okay," Y/N said stepping away from her giant boyfriend. She quickly found their bedroom and stripped out of her clothing for the day. She sat on the bed anxiously. At first, she was scared but then she found herself to be excited at the sound of the heavy footsteps of Clark as he walked up the stairs. Unbeknownst to her, Clark had placed a small camera he had borrowed from Bruce in the bedroom and it was almost impossible for the untrained eye to spot.

"Imagine my surprise when I found out that my sweet girlfriend wants to be fucked like a desperate whore and writing about it online. To think that I've been holding back. Get on your hands and knees," Y/N did as she was told, not wanting to make the situation worse.

"Let's see. You've deceived me and then tried to cover it up. I think that's worth ten spankings," Clark spoke as he took in the stalk of his girlfriend's body. He looked at every curve, stretchmark, and scar lovingly but once again, Y/N felt small. Clark's cool hands rubbed her ass almost tenderly.

"Spankings?" Y/N repeated, almost tripping over the word. When she had written it, she had never thought that it was going to happen to her. The idea that it was going to happen to her awoke something in her deeply.

"That's what you wrote about, isn't it? You dreamt of a moment like this," Clark said knowingly. He could always read her like a book to the point that she used to think one of his powers was telepathy.

"If at any point it's too much, you can tell me and I'll stop okay?" There was a glimpse of the sweet Clark that she knew.

"Okay," She nodded as she spoke.

"Great, now count," Once again, his features darkened and it was like a different man was speaking to her. This didn't look like the man who made love but rather a man who fucks.

"One!" She said after his hand collided with her ass. Clark grinned at the sight of the recoil of her ass. He wasn't using his superstrength, of course, but a small part of him enjoyed these actions. Y/N continued to count, her ass stinging with every spank. She almost gave out from the pain but she stayed strong even as tears began to run down her face. Clark was just hoping that the camera caught this angle.

"See there's my pretty girl. You feeling okay?" Clark said tilting her jaw up after he had finished. He wiped her tears away with his thumb.

"Mhm," She said as her eyes stopped welling with tears.

"Look at you. You're dripping just from a spanking. Roll over," Clark began to toy with the folds of her pussy while she was now laying on her back. Y/N spread her legs on instinct and Clark enjoyed the sight.

"So good at taking orders," He remarked as he kneeled between her legs. He pulled her waist to the edge of the bed and used his hands to pin her down. Her size didn't matter because he knew he had the strength to hold her down.

Now, eating Y/N out was one of Clark's favorite pastimes. He could do it for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He loved to have her wetness smeared all over his face like it was now. Hearing her moans did something to him but he preferred to listen to her heart rate as she got closer and closer to her peak. His tongue toyed with her clit while his fingers took long strokes in and out of her.

"Clark, I'm close, please," Clark simply chuckled as Y/N spoke those words. He pulled his mouth away from her and removed his fingers.

"Wait, why'd you stop?" Y/N said a little upset from her ruined orgasm. She was quickly satiated when Clark replaced his fingers with his dick. She didn't even hear him unbuckle his pants. Clark normally liked to take his time with Y/N and allow her to adjust to his length. Hell, he had spent months just training her to be able to take all of it but now all of that was gone at the window as he pounded into her with fullness.

Y/N thought she was seeing stars as she moaned out from the deep strokes she was receiving. The stinging of her ass couldn't be felt from the pleasure Clark was giving her. The sound of the headboard hitting the wall was the only thing grounding Y/N to reality. She was sure there were dents in the wall but that would be tomorrow's problem. Well, if she could walk, it would be.

Clark was having the time of his life. He could see the faint outline of his cock from Y/N's stomach and began to move harder. Once the outline was much more prominent and pressed his hand to her stomach. Both of them cried out from the new sensation. Clark's cheeks had turned a bright red and his glasses managed to get across the room. He had regretted not doing this earlier.

Y/N's pussy began to spasm with Clark's dick still inside and soon after he finished inside of her. His strokes slowed until he fully pulled out of her. Y/N's legs were tingly and her breaths were deep. Clark kissed her cheek and congratulated her for doing so well before disappearing into the bathroom. Y/N almost felt like she had just cosplayed a Twinkie.

"I'm gonna clean you up and then put this cream on your bum," He said with a warm damp towel in one hand and some sort of numbing cream in the other.

"Clark, sweetheart, you just fucked the living daylights out of me, you can say ass," She said while he cleaned between her thighs. Her hands found his hair and he simply had a dopey grin on his face. After he was finished, he discretely grabbed the hidden camera and put it somewhere safe for now. Just because he knew Y/N's kinks, didn't mean she needed to know his, not yet, at least.

Clark gave Y/N one of his T-shirts and brought up the food from earlier. She leaned on his shoulder as the two ate in bed. She wondered what other boundaries she could push Clark to now that he knew her darkest fantasies.

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brattyfork · 5 months

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I kinda feel embarrassed by this request but what the hell, I’ll just go for it. Last night I had a a dream about me and Matt and we were about to do the dee but we only got to some kissing and making out and him kinda playing with my tits until my alarm went off. Would you be an angel and finish this story? It can be literally anything since I don’t know what would’ve happened

tell me

summary: your dream ends early, matt helps finish it.

warnings: smut, nothing super crazy in this one!

i had laid down to take a nap, my boyfriend sitting next to me on his phone. i set a timer for an hour so i wouldn’t sleep the rest of the day away. i drifted off to sleep, dreams forming in my head.

i must’ve been subconsciously horny because matt was there. i’ve had wet dreams about him even before we started dating, it wasn’t new. there seemed to be no build up, we were sitting on the bed, his legs crossed with me sitting in his lap, my arms and legs wrapped around him. i could see it from a kind of third person view, we were getting into a pretty intense make out session, teeth clashing and tongues exploring each other.

i ground into his lap, him letting out a loud unexpected moan in return. he pulled away, looking at me before grabbing my shirt and pulling it over my head. he started kissing me again, shoving his tongue back in my mouth while he fiddled with bra. after he had gotten it off, he made his way down my neck, leaving a dark hickey or two before taking one of my nipples in his mouth. he grabbed the other in his fingers, pinching and rolling it in between them. i let out small whimpers from so much stimulation, but it still wasn’t enough. i felt his teeth graze my nipple lightly before he took it, biting on it lightly causing me to yelp.

he had come back up to give me more kisses while still fondling my boobs when my alarm went off.

honestly, it scared the shit out of me, immediately sitting up in bed, rubbing my legs together feeling how wet i was.

“did you have a nightmare angel? you were squirming and making noises” matt asked.

i blushed, embarrassed that he had seen my little outburst.

“no, not a nightmare. the opposite actually…” i whispered the last part.

“oh yeah? was i there?” he set his phone down, scooting a bit closer to me.

“yeah…” i said, still facing away from him. he moved his fingers to my chin, turning my head towards him.

“what was i doing?” he asked, the blue rings of his eyes small, almost invisible.

“well i was sitting in your lap and we were kissing-“ he interrupted me, pulling me to straddle him before pulling me into a deep kiss.

“like this?” he disconnected our lips.

“yeah kinda, and you were playing with my boobs”

“well i do love your boobs” he giggled. i laughed back at him before he pulled my shirt over my head, just like in the dream. he unclasped my bra faster than dream matt had. he grabbed one in his hand, leaving hickies on the top of the other. he switched sides, marking my other breast with dark spots. i grinded into his lap, needing more. he moved his hands to my hips, holding me still.

“pretty needy aren’t we?” he teased.

“please matt ” i kissed up his neck, stopping below his ear, “i’m so wet for you”

this must’ve flipped a switch because he turned us over, him now on top in between my legs. he kissed his way down the valley of my breasts, sucked small marks into my tummy before pulling my leggings down, making sure to leave my panties on. i groaned when i noticed, knowing exactly why he left them on.

“what’s wrong princess?” he looked up, genuine concern in his eyes.

“please don’t tease me, i need you” i looked down at him, my doe eyes sparkling with lust. he hooked his fingers in my panties.

“fine, only because you asked so nicely” he smirked up at me, me giving him the most innocent smile possible back. he chuckled to himself at the facade, knowing how desperate i really was. he spread my legs, hoooking his arms around my thighs to keep me still. he kissed around my inner thighs, he just couldn’t help teasing just a little bit.

“mattttt…” i whined out, cut off as he licked a long stripe up my folds. my whines turned to moans as he wrapped his lips around my clit, sucking while occasionally slipping his tongue into my entrance. i brought my hands to my breasts, needing a bit more stimulation. matt must’ve noticed because he grabbed one of my hands, placing it in his hair before moving his hands up to my boobs. he smacked my other hand away, making me giggle and placed his hands on my chest, groping and pinching as he ate me out. it all felt so good. too good.

“matt fuck i’m gonna cum”

once the last word left my mouth he brought one of his hands from my boob up to my lips, sticking two fingers out. i took them into my mouth, swirling my tongue around them before he pulled them out, bringing them down to my entrance. in one swift motion, both of his fingers were inside me. he barely got two pumps in before i came, moaning loudly. he pulled his fingers out, still licking me through my orgasm.

he came back up to me, kissing me harshly, making me taste myself on him.

“you want me to fuck you baby?” i nodded, but he tilted his head and smirked at me.

“words princess”

“fuck matt i need you inside me please”

“good girl” he cooed, standing up to slip his pants and boxers off then pulling his shirt over his head.

i don’t know how it was possible but, matt’s cock was gorgeous. i didn’t think they could look not gross until i saw him. he’s not huge, the perfect length to reach all the best places and thick enough to stretch me out just right.

he came back over to me, situating himself between my legs.

“ready?”

“yes please”

“i love when you use your manners angel” i blushed as he took his cock in his hand, pushing into me slowly.

we both let out low groans as he buried himself all the way inside me, stretching perfectly around him. he pulled my hands above my head, pinning them to the bed.

“fuck matt you’re so deep”

“yeah? you like having me so far inside you…” he moved one of his hands to my lower stomach, just above my pussy and pressed on it. “fuck i can feel myself in your tummy baby”

the feeling of him pressing on me, trying to feel himself made me let out a loud groan that turned into what i can only describe as a scream.

“i know baby” he consoled me. “you’re so warm, so fucking tight” he started pounding into me, hard. my noises just got louder as i got closer.

“matttt…” i slurred out, unable to think of anything other than his cock inside me.

“you close baby?” i let out a high pitched hum in response.

“go ahead my love, i’m right there too. let go for me pretty girl, doing so good for me.”

his words pushed me over the edge, i clenched down around him, letting out a loud scream/moan mixture.

“good girl, so fucking good” he whimpered out, releasing inside me after feeling me constrict around him. he fucked his cum into me, letting us both ride out our highs as we let out low moans and groans. he laid on top of me, the weight of him just adding to the euphoric feeling.

“matt?”

“hm?”

“i think im gonna need another nap”

a/n: ahhh i hope u like this anon. it was pretty fun to write :3

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sugawhaaa · 7 months

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STRAWBERRYLUVS KINKTOBER 2023

DAY-8

Yeonjun public sex

Yeonjun pulled you into the bathroom and closed the door. He locked it and pinned you up against the door.

"Yeonjun, I need to tell my friends!" You said as you watched his hungry eyes scan you.

"No, I can't wait any longer. You've been walking around looking like that all day." He pouted. You turned your attention away from him and he instantly turned your chin to look at him. "Don't look away from me…" he said as his eyes went down to your miniskirt. "Fuck," he scoffed to himself and turned his head away from your sight.

"Look I will give you all my attention when I tell my friends I'm in the bathroom it'll take only-" you tried to explain but he cut you off by biting your exposed neck. You whimpered before realizing how needy he is and how hot he looks. "You're mad at me aren't you," you said with a whimper.

"Maybe a little," he smirked for a quick sec before biting you again.

"Is it the outfit?" You asked innocently.

"No. It's hot as fuck," he grinned before biting again.

"Then what is it?" You tilted your head.

"I'll tell you later, I'm too horny to think straight," he said as he stared at your chest. "We have to be quick, baby," he said as he undid his belt quickly, watching you pull down your skirt. He closed the cover of the toilet seat and sat down on it. He waved you over and you stood in front of him. "Your so fucking hot," Yeonjun grinned as the buldge visibly grew.

He guided you to slowly sit on top of him and you moaned out as you felt his length slide into you.

"A-ah~ feels good, feels so good," you moaned as you sat down on his lap.

DAY-9

Shower sex with Beomgyu

The hot water trickled through your hair and down your back. You then heard the door open.

"Hey I was supposed to get a shower first!" Beomgyu shouted to you from the other side of the curtain.

"You took too long and we have to go soon," you explained as you put some shampoo in your hands before spreading it into your hair.

"Yes and I need a shower before we leave too!" He whined. "I even brought my towel!" He whined louder and you sighed. He then swung open the curtain. "Move over!" Beomgyu said as he jumped in next to you and you scurried to the other side of the shower.

"Gyu what are you doing!?" You jumped.

"We both need a shower and we both have to live in a half hour so here we are," you blushed and covered your body. "It's not like I haven't seen you naked before," he said before eyeing you up and down. "Plus I get a great view," he smirks and you slap him on the arm. You keep washing the soap off from your hair. "Hm, seems like the markings I left last time are fading," he smirked as he put a hand on his chin. You looked at him watching as the water soaked into his long hair, making it stick to his body. You found your eyes traveling down his body when Beomgyu stopped you.

He pinned you against the wall and started licking and biting you. You moaned softly before covering your mouth. He started sucking on your skin but you put your hand on his head.

"G-Gyu stop, we're going to a family dinner. They're going to notice," you blushed and he nodded.

"Well then looks like I won't have to beat around the bush," he then went on his knees and started licking around your thighs and up your folds. You moaned loudly and gripped his hair. After only a short moment of eating you out he inserted a finger that made you moan out his name.

"Ah-fuck Beomgyu~" you moaned as you threw your head back, the water falling onto your face.

"My pretty little girl~" he smirked as he watched your body squirm as he curled his fingers deep inside you.

"Please don't stop, please don't stop," you whined as you grabbed his wet hair harshly.

DAY-10

Praise with Felix

You grind your hips down on Felix slowly as you adjust to his length. It was your first time and you had been so nervous leading up to this moment. You were excited but scared at the same time. He was wearing protection and you were both really careful and respecting each other's boundaries but you were still nervous.

"Relax baby you're doing so good," he said as he rubbed your thigh softly. You covered your mouth and put one of your hands on his chest as you continued to slowly move your hips up and down him. "A-ah~ just like that~" he bit his lip hard and swallowed harshly. His Adam's apple flexing. "So good baby," he blushed as you continued to move slowly. You gasped as his dick hit your g-spot, holding back your moans. You were embarrassed to moan and this entire time you've almost never moaned to your full potential and you planned to keep it this way. "Are you suppressing your noises?" He asked with a little smirk and soft eyebrows. You nodded slowly and moved your hand off his chest.

"I-I'm embarrassed…" you blushed and stopped moving your hips.

"No, no baby," he shook his head. "Don't be, I want to hear you my love," you bit your lip and agreed to do as he said. You wanted to hold them back but you couldn't. Felix grabbed your hips gently and guided you up his length and back down. You couldn't help but moan and grab the sheets below him. "Good girl~" he praised and you felt your stomach turn. He guided you up and down again and you couldn't help but moan louder. "Such a good girl," he praised again as he sped up the pace.

"Oh my God-ah," you whimpered as you felt your high approaching already. You grabbed the sheets harshly and squinted your eyes shut. You then felt yourself cum all over him. He pulled you off of him and continued to praise you like crazy.

"You're doing so good," he said softly as your cum dripped on his lower stomach.

DAY-11

Aphrodisiac Han

"Baby wake up, we have a problem," Han shook you awake in the middle of the night. You groaned and sat up slowly. "Y/N-ah," he whined.

"What?" You groaned and Hans cheeks flushed. You went to turn on the light next to your side of the bed but Jisung stopped you.

"I…" Han blushed and you raised a brow at him. "I was…" he couldn't finish the sentence and you suddenly worried.

"What's wrong, my love?" You said as you tucked back his hair behind his ear.

"The chocolate I had was an… Aphrodisiac. I wanted to ask you to have sex with me tonight but I…I got too nervous. Then I couldn't sleep through the night so when I was sure you were asleep I pleasured myself," he blushed as he hugged his naked body with a pillow.

"Awe baby you could've just woken me up," you said as you pet his cheek.

"I would've but I already felt bad so I just kept doing it, but it wasn't enough. I need you baby~" he whined before hugging you. You pulled him on top of you and laid down on the bed. He blushed as you took off your shorts and took away the pillow that was covering him.

"Your hands were sticky," you grinned and somehow hans cheeks got more red. You then pulled him in by the cheek for a kiss. Your free hand went down to his sensitive cock that was already as hard as a rock. He jumped and winced when you touched it. He really was extra sensitive.

"Please don't be gentle…" Han blushed and bit his lip.

"I didn't plan on going easy on you. You woke me up for this," you smirked and wrapped your hand around his length. He gasped as you started jerking him off, sweat dripping from his forehead.

DAY-12

Keeho blindfold

Keeho wrapped the soft silk ribbon around your eyes only a few seconds ago. Since then you heard him stand up but since then you didn't have a clue as to where he was or what he was going to do next. You laid there in only your lingerie and you bit your lip in anticipation when you felt his hands on your hips. You jumped lightly at the sudden contact but adjusted to his hands quickly. His cold ring could be felt on his ring finger as his ring finger tucked under your panties.

He hooked his fingers around both sides of them and gently pulled them down. All you could do is listen to and sense what he was going to do next. You then felt his lips on your clit. You jumped and gasped quietly. You bit the tip of your finger as he pressed his tongue down on your clit. His fingers started trailing up your legs, and in between your thighs. He played with your folds as you felt your back arch.

"You're so cute when you do that~" Keeho spoke lowly and you blushed. You wanted him to do more but you didn't want to ask.

"Please don't stop," you said softly and Keeho chuckled at your shy behavior. He then slid his middle finger into you, curling it as he did so. "Ah-fuck~" you moaned as he buried his finger knuckles deep into you and curled it again. You moaned and grinded your hips up into his hand when he suddenly stopped and pulled away. "No~no don't stop~ It felt so good," you whined as your hands went to reach for him. You then felt his wide hand on your chest, gently pushing you to lay back down on the bed.

"I will once I get these hands out of the way~"

DAY-13

O.de choking

You blushed as O.de put his arm next to your head on the pillow. You put your hand to your mouth and your head tipped back as he rutted his hips up into you. You didn't know how to react to anything. You were so overwhelmed by the pleasure. His free hand then slid up to your neck.

His long fingers wrapped around your neck softly and you felt shivers run down your spine. This entire time he's been fucking you senseless there was little to no talking. Just intimate touches and kisses. You felt yourself grin slightly at the feeling of his hand on your throat.

"Oh you like this?" He smirked as he kept a steady and slow pace. "Such a cute little whore," he smiled as he watched saliva fall from your lips slowly.

DAY-14

Closet with Jungsu!

"So what's the point of this game again?" Jungsu said confused as he sat up straight. You and the members were playing 7 minutes of heaven at a big party and you just happened to get sucked into their games.

"Well…when most people play this game it's to you know make out or…" you paused as your face flushed as you explained this whole situation to your crush of all people.

"Hm interesting…" he said as he put a hand to his chin for a moment. You nodded awkwardly and waited for him to say more. "Did you know we were playing this?" He leaned forward.

"No! No, I didn't," you blushed as he got closer to you, his burnt orange hair falling in front of his eyes. "W-what are you doing…" you blush as his eyes scan your face, his cheeks pink from the alcohol.

"You're so pretty~" he smirked as his hand caressed your cheek. You looked up at him with your lips gently parted, his eyes were just yearning and pleading for you to get closer to him. You put your hands on his cheeks and pull him into a passionate kiss. It gets sexual quickly. Your legs twisted around each other's, hands grasping at clothing, bodies only separated by thin layers of fabric. His hands weren't shy either. Going under your skirt and rubbing his fingers against your clit softly, little whimpers escaped your lips.

"Jungsu please fuck me," you begged awkwardly at your own words. Due to the tight space you had to put your legs on top of his shoulders as he ate you out.

"You have to be more quiet, my love," he said softly.

"S-Sorry it's hard…" you blushed as you grabbed onto a jacket on the floor of the closet. Junsgu looked around the room and found a small pillow.

"Here cover your mouth with this, it'll help a lot," he smiled and you did as he said. You knew as well as he did that you were going to be heard, he fucked you so good that the whole neighborhood probably heard the two of you.

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sugar-omi · 7 months

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I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS DAY N ITS FINALLY HERE WOOOO!!! i'm so insane abt this idea that you can prbly expect more of it...

DAY EIGHT — NEIGHBORS-WITH-BENEFITS

*kinktober masterlist | *ao3

tags : NSFW, gn + bottom reader, between step 3-4?, outdoor/beach sex, multiple choice dialogue, use of toys, bonus funny bit at the end <333

synopsis : you and cove don't get along like your parents hoped. at least.. not as friends.

you and cove can be around each other when hanging out with your friends or family, and exchange the occasional neighborly wave. but other than that, you can't stand each other.

but somehow you end up like this, time and time again.

with both of you exchanging horny gazes from across the room, suggestive or obscene gestures (sucking that popsicle so lewdly rewarded you, well cove actually, the best throat fucking of your life.)

or sneaking out to the others room because one of you sent a text to open the window or a nude...

and before you can think twice, cove is pushing you up against the nearest surface and kissing you breathless…

even though you can't stand how selfish he is half the time, and how he doesn't think things through and says and does whatever he wants… well you must not hate it that much since you've nearly ripped his shirt in half trying to get him naked.

or like that time you begrudgingly went with him to his mom's house to pick up his things, and fucked him in the car behind the gas station.

yeah, you definitely don't like him. you just.. like him sometimes. although sometimes, seems to be more like most of the time.. all the time…

but that's tomorrow y/n's problem. right now you're trying to keep your composure in front of all these people.

cove comes up behind you, pretending to grab some snacks from the table. but in actuality, he's whispering in your ear, his hand hot on your hip.

"follow me in 5 minutes…"

you tense, feeling a rush of adrenaline run through you. you nod, trying not to spill your drink.

then he disappears, fading into the crowd.

fuck, this man has ruined you.

that was the longest 5 minutes of your life, and you almost missed cove disappearing behind the lifeguard shed.

finally breaking free from your sister and cousin trying to keep you on the dance floor, you rush up the beach and try to find cove.

it's a bit hard since it's so dark out here, and you have to stop yourself from shouting when someone yanks you into a dark corner.

"shh, it's just me.." cove whispers.

you go to scold him for scaring you, but he pushes you up against the side of the building, his hips grinding into yours.

your head spins, you can feel his bulge through his shorts and his lips slot with yours, his tongue taking control of your mouth.

resigning that you can't tell him off, you bite his tongue, making him hiss and pull away.

"ow- what was that f-" cove's compliant is interrupted by your lips on his neck, your hands moving from his shoulders to grab his butt.

he groans, panting as you pull down his collar to leave more marks. "shit… don't.. leave marks…" he gasps out, his hands trembling on your shoulders.

you pull off his neck, a nice red hickey blooming on his collarbone. "why? y'know you left marks on me last time."

you got the most embarrassing talk of your life when your mom's saw the hickey under your jaw. keeping the secret of who left it didn't help either…

cove gasps, his breath shaking. "i-i told you i was sorry…"

you roll your eyes, tugging his tank top off. you don't know why he was wearing it anyway, you're at a beach party and cove never covers up, no matter how cold he is.

"shut up and fuck me before someone comes looking for us."

cove doesn't say anything, tugging down your shorts and underwear.

"fuck.. you actually wore it." cove says in disbelief, his fingers brushing against the vibrator inside you that he asked you to wear so he could control it, since you barred sex after the hickey scandal.

"well duh, didn't you get my text?" you ask, referring to the photo you sent him.

cove flushes, thinking. ".. i didn't charge my phone."

you roll your eyes, "you're so spacey. stop gaping, you asked for it so take it out and fuck me, holden."

cove grits his teeth, your eyes zeroing in on the veins in his hand and forearm.

he's too sexy for his own good…

cove's lips are on you before you can come back to reality, the kiss is messy and wet, your moans muffled by his eager lips.

begrudgingly, he breaks up the kiss and flips you around, falling to his knees and spreading your cheeks to get a full view of your hole, pulling out the vibe.

he can't help himself from leaning forward and licking at your hole, unable to resist how it clenched around nothing.

"ahh.." you breath out, pushing your ass back on cove's face.

fuck, as much as you'd love him to eat you out / rim you, you don't have time.

"hu-ohhh fuck.." his tongue dips into your hole, trying to scoop out your insides with his tongue. "hurry.. up!" you bark.

cove detaches himself from your sex, taking a condom from his pants pocket and hurrying to unbutton his shorts and rolling it over his dick.

he hisses, biting his lip.

he tried to get off by himself since you still sent him the occasional nude or dirty text. he even looked back at some of his favorite photos of you… but it's just not the same now that he's had you under him.

cove lines himself with your entrance, sinking easily into your wet insides.

you slap a hand over your mouth, muffins the loud moan about to burst from your throat.

cove's cock hits the deepest spot inside you, the vein on the underside of his dick pulsing and rubbing against a tender spot inside you.

your eyes roll back, and you close them, panting I to your hand.

even though you tried to get off by yourself. it wasn't the same as cove's dick. your fingers just didn't feel the same and the couple of toys you had hidden in your room aren't the same as his dick or when he controls your vibe…

cove's head rests between your shoulder blades, panting as he tries to wait for you to adjust.

you're so tight and warm around him, and he can't tell if it's because you haven't done it in awhile or because he missed this.

you lick your lips, swallowing. "move… c'mon.."

cove laughs breathily, strained if anything. "you're desperate…"

you bark at him, "you're the one who put it in in one thrust!"

cove doesn't say anything, holding your hips and removing his sweaty forehead from your back to watch his dick pull out your clingy hole, enjoying the way your hole wraps around him so nicely, almost not wanting to let go.

"yeah yeah…" he says dismissively, ignoring anymore bickering you're trying to start.

"hey, are you listeni-nnng!" your question turns into a moan. cove's tip slamming right against your g-spot.

cove huffs through his nose. the sound of skin against skin is too loud, someone would definitely try and find what's making that sound..

he wraps his arms around your waist, his lips against your shoulder, planting light kisses and nips but not leaving marks.

you gasp, sucking in air.

cove's thrust are more like a dog humping your leg, and as much as you want to make fun of him for being a horny bastard, you can't deny that you love how deep he is, and how he's never too far away.

"whaa- what are you…" you can't even finish the words out. his tip grinding against your willing insides and his hand coming around to stroke your dick / clit has you breathless.

"someone will hear.. just shhh." cove shushes you, tilting your head to face him, capturing your moans in a kiss, pushing them down with his tongue.

you feel irritated by the pressure building in your stomach. damn cove and damn him for making you be able to finish so quickly from doing half of nothing.

"are you..?" cove mutters, not straying too far from your lips.

you hum, trying to nod.

"me too…" and it's your turn to laugh. cove glares at you, a playful grin on his face and narrowed eyes. "what's so funny, huh?"

you press your lips together to stop from moaning, cove's hips grinding into yours. "cause- you're.. you're such a minute man…"

cove pulls you against his chest, your nails scraping down the side of the building. "me? i'm bot the one who came just from putting it in."

you bristle, "that's! that's because you were, ahh-"

cove mocks you, fake stuttering and he has a wicked smirk on his stupid face. "what? i finger blasted you and ate you out so good you came just from the tip? it was that good, huh."

you're so irritated by that damn smile on his face and his smug voice, but you can't deny it.

your parents went on a day trip and with your sister off at college, and cove's dad at the shop… it was too perfect to not have cove over.

and yeah, maybe you think about that day a lot but what does he know?

you go to bite back, you don't even know what you could say since he already exposed and roasted you with one comment.

but that dies on your tongue before the words can even come to you, cove's pace on your sex picking up, wanting you to finish first.

"that's it… just cum for me." cove groans, babbling a bit since you're not listening, one of your hands holding his scared forearm for support, your fingers and hole quivering as you near your end.

you hiss out his name, your legs shaking and if it wasn't for cove holding you up, you would fall into the sand.

cove groans, finishing soon after you, his fingers holding onto your waist tightly.

you both enjoy the afterglow for a bit before cove removes himself from your sweaty body, carefully pulling himself out from your hole.

cove kindly helps you get dressed, pulling your bottoms up your quivering legs.

but not before stuffing your vibrator back inside you and giving your butt a couple nice smacks with his fingers.

you scold him but he just laughs, stealing a kiss before he starts to part. "want me to drive you home?"

your eyes switch between his lips and his eyes before you shake your head. "gotta get back to liz an-"

"there you are!"

you both startle, whipping around to see your cousin running towards you, her and liz locked arm and arm. derek trails behind them, chatting animatedly with terri.

they're giggling, a bit tipsy. well, maybe more than a bit…

"what're you doing here?" lee asks in a sing-song voice, almost knowing. but you roll your eyes, she's more drunk than anything.

"nothing. cove was just wondering if i needed help pulling you off that poor guy you were latched onto earlier." you smirk, joking with your cousin.

"hey! jokes on you, i got his number!" lee announces triumphantly.

terri throws her arm around you and cove, startling you both again. "hey! let's stop and get burgers- liz's treat!"

"hey, why do i have to pay?"

terri laughs, dragging you and cove to the car with her hands locked with yours and cove's, swinging together. "cause you're the oldest, duh!"

cove goes to the kitchen, rubbing his hair with a towel.

he mindlessly floats about the kitchen, snagging a bit of everything his dad made.

he's humming happily, pouring a nice glass of juice in his favorite glass and turns with his winnings in hand.

"mm- oh!" cove startles, almost dropping his plate.

his dad was standing behind him, a stern look on his face and arms tightly folded. cove doesn't miss his fingers flexing and gripping his bicep.

"uh.. dad?"

"cove. what are those marks on your back." it's not a question, per say.. he knows what they are. he's just seeing if cove knows.

he swallows, cursing his carelessness that costed you get revenge.

"um.. dad, wait. i- i can explain?" cove shrugs, his lip curling up awkwardly. there is no explaining this away…

before either of them can say something, cove's phone beeps from its place on the counter, finally charged up.

both of them look at the phone and cove gulps, instinctively looking at his dad for his reaction…

Y/N: yesterday 6:37pm *see attachment* find me beforehand for the remote 💋

Y/N: today 1:49am *see attachment* i guess you can have your privileges back. cya soon holden;)

oh yeah.. you're both fucked.

#sugar-omi kinktober #sugar omi kinktober #kinktober #olba #our life: beginnings & always #cove holden #cove holden x reader #smut #cove holden smut #cove x mc #cove x reader #cove holden x mc smut #cove holden x reader smut #our life smut

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candy-sticks-zaza-blogs · 3 months

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Hazbin Hotel x Reader(OLD)

Tw:Cussing,Murder,blood,violence,sex jokes, tentacles jokes

•You are a waiter at the fancy restaurant in hell with three stars,why? Because you killed the rude customers and kicked out horny demon out of the restaurant alot.

•You will be looking human but with devil wings hidden in your head,gun shot forehead mark,tentacles tails as an extra hands to hold the plates not the horny way but a sfw way

•At first you were scared and frustrated what to do in hell but than you saw a new opened fancy restaurant,you went in as the receptionist looked at your clothes realised you are a waiter as he greeted you to work here but you always scared the customers by your attitude and appearance.

•You been sent to hell by killing your victims over 10 years that the people went missing or murdered news papers as you dressed up as a waiter to poison the food giving it to your next victims as you are exposed. You escaped from the cops in your car you laugh distracted as you drove into the ocean by accident you try to open the door but it no use as you drown to death during the 1990s

•When Alastor visit the restaurant the first impression with him wasn't great as you always got the bad murderous attitude as he will teach you how to behave by pulling your hidden devil wings head.

"Next time dear you might wanna mind your manners and keep your whining bitchy mouth shut."

"Ow!Ow!Let go of my freaking wings ow!"

•Alastor always visits the restaurant every time greeting you with a smile to eat the corpse from the remaining of your dead asshole customers. Your staff isn't pleased but you don't care since you almost burned the food.

"Mmm!That is delicious did your chef cook this delicious meal?"

"It was me. I cooked it."

"*Choking noises*Mmm...! that's a-amazing dear!"

He always lied with a smile he gave you but still eating the food anyway. He knows you are bad at cooking but forcibly swallowed the food as you go to the other customers he spat it out as he left the bill and left while wiping his mouth.

"I might wanna throw up..."

•Many years later you haven't seen Alastor for 7 years as you saw a silly advertisement of the princess of hell introduced the Happy Hotel for the redemption that sinners will go to heaven which is ridiculous to you

•The restaurant began closing at night as all the staffs leave you were left alone at the table eating the leftovers that the customers didn't eat as you heard the door open as you sigh in frustration.

"The restaurant is closed were not giving you good shit food tonight."

"Oh Y/N is that the way you greet your old friend?"

"Alastor?WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?! IT'S BEEN 7 YEARS!"

Your tentacles raised in strong emotions as he patted your head to calm down.

"There,There dear when did you get that manners from?Did you miss me much Y/N?"

"Yes..."

"Come here Y/N give your old friend Alastor some hug!"

You hugged Alastor feeling soft hearted and butterflies flying around in your stomach. He hummed while hugging you for a while.

•When Alastor come back after 7 years he was scared that you didn't improve your cooking skills but he realised you improved after he was gone he ate your food as you sigh in happiness and stress.

•You are now in the limo having the conversation to Lucifer daughter,Charlie and she gave you free cash since you will have to agree to go to the hotel because you are homeless and going bankrupt as you arrive at the Hazbin Hotel

•You entered as you see new faces but familiar ones. The gal with the cross eye patch, Angel Dust the Porn star,A Victorian reptilian snake,little cyclop girl,cat with wings with a top hat and...Alastor!

"Alastor heya good to see you again!"

"Good to see you too Y/N!"

•Well after many weeks of staying here you began to feel comfortable around new people and sometimes you threw Angel Dust in the trash can tired of his dirty jokes

•Angel Dust kept making dirty tentacles jokes as you are moody about it

"Hey is your tentacles made for kinky hentai gay sex shit Y/N?"

".....Angel Dust."

"Yeaaah?"

"I'm not giving you fucking lasagna tonight."

"What?!"

"And popsicles bitch."

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

•You like to cook and give your friends some food that they didn't asked but accepted it anyway (which you feed Alastor to much meat that he was telling you to stop overfeeding him alot) but than you feed everyone some free food

•You meet Lucifer the king of hell himself visiting his daughter hotel as you pulled the steel dome lid to reveal some fondue when he arrived

"Ooo!Fondue that's delicious and amazing mmm! Well I'm gonna hire you to be the butler in the manor!"

"Why ye-"(felt Alastor glaring behind them feeling jealousy)

"Uhhh...no.I-I'll have to deny your request haha! Ahhh...." 'I'm gonna fucking die if I go to Lucifer place...'

•You stayed at the hotel all the time when your friends is out but defended the hotel from the intruders throwing them in the trash after they were killed or beaten up but you got company at the hotel when Keke,the eggy Bois and Fat nuggets helping you out at the hotel

"Boss!Boss!Boss!"

"Yes...?"

"I made a drawing of you!"

"Oh my fucking god..."

"What's the matter you don't like it boss?"

"No...I don't like it....I FUCKING LOVE IT!"I'm putting it on my fridge!"

The egg Bois is happy as you were proud of it on the fridge.

•You were now dragged by Cherri Bomb aka. Angel Dust bestie to the Nightclub as you are angry you got drunk as you accidentally vented them about your past life as Husker cheered you up patting your back while venting to them at the club

•You saw Angel Dust in danger as you beat up Valentino to death by strangling the overlord with your tentacles (Angel Dust regrets about dirty tentacles jokes he made about you)

•You spent time with your friends and give the cannibals some blood drink to respect you.

•When the Extermination began you were armed with guns and knives in your hands and tentacles. Your shirt is unbuttoned and your hair is messy making you unhinged as you killed all the exterminator being a psychopathic sane maniac in the whole battle field as you laugh like a psychopath feeling the adrenaline kicking in you. (Vox is simping the whole time watching and being horny asf tho)

"HAHAHAHAAHAA!!THIS IS FUCKING BADASS!! I'M SO FUCKING HORNY RIGHT NOW!!!THIS IS BETTER THAN FUCKING SEX I HAVE SEX BEFORE BUT STILL!!"

Alastor:'What the fuck?' stares at you smiling but scared of you the whole time watching you stripping off your shirt laughing like a horny maniac.

Adam:Holy fucking shit that's a nice looking big tits!But...where the fuck are their nip-(proceed to get slapped by Alastor shadow tendrils)

•After many deaths and battle you all won you picked up the drawings from the eggy Bois from your broken fridge that have food feeling upset that your fridge is dead as you flopped down to the ground feeling exhausted

"Wow Y/N you ok?" Charlie is concerned

"I'm fine...so that's what sex is like right?"

"Y/N!Do you miss the egg boys?"

"*sniff sniff*Yeah...!Oh my fucking god!"

You cried on her shoulders mourning the death of the egg boys that been nice to you.

•After the hotel have been rebuilt you mourn Dazzle,Sir Pentious and his egg Bois death as you kept their drawings with you the whole time

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #y/n #hazbin hotel spoilers #hellaverse

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abbonation · 2 months

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Lost Apprentice, Chapter I: Get Clean

Admitting you have a problem is the hardest part.

Explicit, 18+ content ~1.9k words

A/N: Welcome one, welcome all to the first full length fic of mine that isn't only smut! Blame it on the anti-depressants, blame it on the times but a bitch is needing some story goddamnit. Something with some bite to it. Which is something I've honestly never written before; that being said- feedback is welcomed and encouraged! This first chapter is shorter but I have the next few started and will hopefully update a couple times a week as I have time between work and school :)

CWs: accidental voyeurism; like 1 (one) horny thought?? It's light asf this chapter but let me know if you notice other necessary warnings I didn't include!!

Chapter I: Get Clean

A loud sight of relief escapes you upon stepping over the threshold of the combination bar and inn located— where the fuck are we? Eriadu? Ahh right, a small town on Eriadu. The jungle planet known only for its proximity to both the Hydian Way and Rimma trade route.

It had been nineteen, yes, nineteen full day cycles since your last shower, and technically you didn’t start feeling really nasty until about the seventh cycle mark, seeing as the first three were spent in hyperspace, but still. Over two full galactic weeks. No shower. And of course the Crest didn’t have even a sonic shower, yet Mando wondered why you seemed to be feeling stressed. Certainly it had nothing to do with the utter stink that was surely wafting off your body at this point, knowing full well he had the credits to install a complete fresher on the ship.

But, you were here now, a few warn down buildings, most covered in moss, but civilization nonetheless, where Mando had said We’ll refuel and rest up- then I’ll take you home.

He approached the bar where a Trandoshan man stands, wiping the counter.

“Are your bathing stalls private?” Mando asks, hands on his utility belt.

“Well, there are no bath stalls, but we have a bath house; it’s 5 credits a person, you get an hour. It’s public but there ain’ been a soul in there all day, so it’s all yours.” He smiles and you nod in thanks.

Mando turns to you, you can almost see the raised eyebrows on his face through the visor.

“I don’t mind sharing, I mean, if you’re okay with it.” you throw your hands up, honestly you’d wash in a mud puddle at this point if it meant feeling any less dirty than you are right now.

He turns back to the bartender, passing him 10 credits and walking where he points, they’re just down the stairs and behind the double doors. Enjoy. You glare at his smirk.

—

“I don’t, uh, want to make you wait so you can go first,” Mando stumbles out, holding his towels.

“Nah, it’s okay, you are the captain and all,” you respond- even if what you’d like to say is ‘Sounds great, if I have to smell like hot garbage for even one more minute I may implode.”

“No really, I insist, it’s my fault we’re late getting back anyway.” He looks down at the tiled floor.

You think about how he insisted you stay by the treeline as the group of criminals passed by. There was no bounty catching or murdering scheduled for this trip, you were just supposed to be helping him find a pre-galactic war era ruin that was rumored to be in the jungle on this planet. Yet, there they were, and there he went. You had ended up intervening, shouting some shit like, “Oh no Mando! I’m so scared!” Trying to distract the attackers. Four armed men looked like they should’ve been a struggle, but he handled it no problem, especially with your distraction. They turned and two began running towards you, and Mando had to duck and weave between the other two to reach them. You had your dagger out and at the ready, slicing at one of them when he got you up against a tree. When he lunged towards your neck, you dropped your weight, stabbing the dagger into the meat of his thigh and pulling up, slicing through his flesh. He shrieked and fell in pain, blood dripping down your arms. You quickly removed the dagger, turning to run from him, when you looked back to see Mando stomping on his face. You swallow and stare at the boot shaped hole he was making, growling in effort, the other three men lay surrounding Mando. You hold the knife out again when he turns towards you, an unintentional move following what you just bared witness to.

He stepped forward, “Why did you do that?” He’s angry.

“I-I’m sorry I was trying-” you sound weak, and you hate it.

“I don’t care about ‘trying to help’. You could’ve been killed. Or worse, and you know it.” He’s closer now, still angry, but less yelling in your face.

“I thought I could help.” You say to the ground.

He releases a breath and turns, resuming the trek back out of the forest towards the Crest.

—

And after the small amount of back and forth, here you are. Sharing the deep stone bath, overflowing with steamy lavender and salt scented water, the stained glass inlaid in the ceiling casts a spectacular light on the room and a thin divider made of spindly, vine-like woven reed material separates you and Mando.

You’re sure he won’t take the helmet off, that’s his prerogative, though. For now you let the hot water loosen your tight muscles and bones, cramped from the lack of moving room on the ship. There’s a tense silence between you, save for the trickling water and distant sounds of the bar beyond the doors.

“Listen, uh, about the jungle,” You hear his voice, and confirm that he still has the helmet on from the tune of his vocoder, and peek over to your right to see his blurred outline through the divider.

“It’s.. nothing. Let’s not mention it.” You don’t want to think anymore about his over-protection despite your barely being what you might consider ‘friends’. Or the fact that you liked watching him kill the person who meant to hurt you.

“I just- don’t want to be the reason you get killed. That’s all.”

The water splashes when he puts his arms back down.

“Why did you ask me to come if you didn’t want all the help I can offer, Mando?”

“You know I didn’t ask you to come to be my bodyguard. You’re better at the, y’know, the smart stuff. And I’m better at the.. Killing stuff. They weren’t going to get the chance to mug us.” You laugh at him then, he’s right.

Silence overtakes you both again and you can’t seem to keep the anger at his actions at surface level when the water feels this good and he doesn’t seem to be holding a grudge.

You brush your fingertips over your scalp and down the front of your chest, brushing over your nipples and shivering when the chilly air hardens them. Too risky for now, though you are keyed up from the last couple weeks. You sink down until just your nose and the top of your head rests above the water, and blow bubbles on the surface.

“What’s that?” His voice turns towards you.

“Blowin’ some bubbles,” you hope he hears your smile, this really is a luxurious place, even if it came after a lot of suffering. “So, where to after this?”

You start to shampoo your hair, working the suds over your head.

“Like I said, I’m taking you back to Obroa-Skai.”

“No pit stops this time, Mando?”

You’re rinsing your hair and smoothing in the conditioner now.

“Well- I actually did calculate in a stop on Nevarro for some bounties, if that’s okay?”

“Yeah, it’s on our way right? I don’t mind, nothing to do back at home except examine more rocks,” you laugh and lean towards the divider to grab the bar of soap when you inadvertently get a glimpse to his side of the bath through the divider.

His bare thighs with wet hair slicked to them stick out of the water, he’s leaned back on the same wall you were. His sun kissed stomach slopes down to a delicious happy trail, and you breathe out, blinking hard to snap out of your trance. “Sorry what?”

“I asked if you like your job.”

“Yeah, um, I mean, as much as anyone likes their job, I guess. It’s nice to enjoy what you do even just a little bit.” You lather the bar against the sponge and begin washing your feet and legs, up towards your thighs.

“Why haven’t you been bounty hunting recently?” You knew there had to be a reason he needed your help on this trip, he hadn’t divulged it yet.

The water sloshes on his side, he’s washing himself now too.

“Remember the uh, the kid I had with me last time we stopped on your planet?”

“Sure, the green baby? That was a bounty though, right?”

“Yeah, he was, he sort of became more than that though. I ended up.. keeping him.”

Your scrubbing comes to a halt and you turn to the divider, “Wait, you what?”

“I kept him. He’s my ad’ika, my son.”

Your eyes close and you shake your head, trying to make sense of things. “So you just kept this child? And whoever put the bounty out let you?”

“Not exactly, it’s a long story. I’ll explain eventually, but I asked because you helped me a lot- finding this remnant, it would be nice to have your help more readily available in the future… and I’m looking for him, I need to know he’s safe.”

“So someone took him?”

“No, just.. Okay. He’s a Jedi and he’s training with his master. I gave him over willingly, but I don’t know where he is now.”

“Mando you’re fucking crazy.” You have to laugh at the situation.

“Excuse me?” He sounds wounded almost.

“I mean, not to be mean but we don’t talk, or see each other for like what? A year and a half? And you’ve had this crazy life changing journey, a child, new armor, new everything! It’s just.. wild. How do I know it’s even you under there? And now you want me to do what? Quit my job and surf the stars with you?”

He’s quiet.

“You’re- you’re right. It’s foolish of me.”

You hear him start to get out of the water, splashing as he covers up in a towel.

Fuck. That’s not what was supposed to happen. You stand up too, quickly reach to wrap up in your towel, and run-walk as quick as possible to meet him where he’s headed for the doors back to the changing room.

“Wait, Mando, that’s, that’s not what I meant.” You stop, and place your hand on his bare shoulder to turn him to face you. The T of his visor tilts down to look at your face, and where your hand rests on his skin.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make light of your search for your son. It’s just crazy how much has changed since we last saw each other, y’know?”

You look up at him and notice his adam’s apple bob as he swallows and nods.

“I didn’t say no. Or that I don’t want to, it's just.. insane, but that doesn’t always have to be a bad thing.” You smile and look down at his chest.

The gentle trickle of the water spouts is the only sound, and the steamy heat of the room must be getting to your head when you move your hand down his clavicle to skate just your fingertips over the hair on his chest. He shivers. “I think I might want to. Just lemme think about it.” You move just your eyes up to meet the helmet and he clears his throat before he answers, nodding “Okay.”

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Hi love! Lil angst with a twist since I like hurting myself 🤣 ok so medieval-ish AU where Hob and Dream are princes in neighbouring countries and their parents arrange for them to get married. They have never met before, only heard things about each other: Dream has heard that Hob is a loud extrovert, full of life, maybe a bit immature but with a heart of gold. Hob learns that Dream is an absolute dick on the surface but has, does, and will cry if he sees a hurt kitten.

They meet at the betrothal and immediately fall catastrophically in love, but they are both trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. Especially Hob, who has a heartrhob rumour around him. So he treats Dream kind of like shit: he makes fun of him, he pushes him to do things he doesn't like and then laughs at him. But also flirts shamelessly with everything and everyone because hey, let's not let Dream think he has the upper hand.

Dream is just. Devastated. Not only are his pride and heart hurt, but being a bit neurospicy he really doesn't clock that Hob is being like this on purpose and takes him at face value. He does not understand... If Hob, who is loved by everyone, treats him like shit then that means Dream must deserve it, right?

Meanwhile, Hob is also dying inside because he really hates doing this. With every flinch, every sudden silence from Dream, every frown on his face, not to mention the tears threatening to fall, he locks himself in his chambers and cries for what he is doing. But he has been instructed to maintain dominance over Dream.

The evening before the wedding, Hob goes to Dream's chambers to give him a ceremonial thingie he has to wear during the ceremony, and is seeing Dream furiously -and incredibly stupidly- trying to tie his bedsheets together in order to escape before the wedding. Which is bad not just because it's a stupid idea, but also because he's crying at the same time.

Hob is about to laugh his ass off when he sees that Dream is actually crying. Wailing. He tries to hug Dream but Dream is inconsolable, he doesn't want Hob near him. Hob figures out he went too far and gets on his knees. In front of a dumbfounded Dream, he confesses that he has been pretending but he is so in love with Dream. He begs Dream to forgive him, but if he doesn't, he promises to help him escape safely.

Dream is now very confused. "So.. you like me?" He asks. Hob grabs and kisses the trimming of Dream's silk robe and says that he more than likes Dream, he never wants to be apart from him again. Dream stays, and next day when they get married the entire court is VERY relieved this is all over because it had been awkward as fuck to witness the absolute hell Hob was putting Dream through.

Dream takes his revenge by rearranging Hob's guts since Hob has been a bottom this entire time

OH Hob deserves so much punishment after putting Dream through all that!! He's such a bad boy!! But I do kind of like it when we acknowledge that Hob can be an arsehole, it's a fundamental part of his character and I love him for that.

I kinda love the idea of the aftermath. Dream is like "I love you and I forgive you but you'd better believe that you won't get away with that behaviour." And Hob is like well, mark me down as scared AND horny.

It's all in good fun, but from then on Hob does dote on Dream’s every wish and whim to a rather extreme degree. If Dream says that he wants something, Hob scrambles to get it for him without a moment's hesitation. Even if he has to ride across the country and back again.

And in the bedroom, Hob works extra hard to earn Dream’s trust and forgiveness for all his misdeeds. No chance of a pillow prince lifestyle for Hob! Not that he minds. Being a perfect hole for Dream to fuck is pretty much all he aspires to at this point, and he's so glad that he has the opportunity to please his beloved husband whenever he wants to <3

#academicblorbo #the sandman #dreamling #nsft

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thebisexualdogdad · 10 months

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Kira Yukimura x Scott McCall x Allison Argent x Isaac Lahey poly headcanons

Tagging @inhumanshadows who I came up with this idea with

● so basically Scott and Allison were dating

● and then they met Isaac and were like wait we both have a crush on him??

● so Isaac joined the relationship

● then Kira came to Beacon Hills and they were like wait we have a crush on her too??

● so Kira also joined the relationship

● telling all the parents was a trip

● Melissa didn't care she was more concerned about where to put Isaac since he was living with them and obviously couldn't sleep in Scott's bedroom anymore

● Chris was like "really?? You couldn't just date one werewolf but two?? And a kitsune??"

● Ken pretended to understand but then Noshiko had to explain to him what polyamory was, "so all four of them are in a relationship?? Like together?? How did Kira go from being single to having three partners??"

● Allison being the supportive girlfriend cheering in the stands while all three of her partners are on the field during lacrosse games

● every game she rotates wearing a different one of their jerseys

● when all of them go out to dinner it's a whole ordeal

● Allison thought Scott and Isaac ate more food than any one person should be able to but then Kira came along and she can out eat both of them

● they went to an all you can eat buffet once and by the time Allison finished her first plate Scott and Isaac were each on plate three and Kira was on plate five

● and when they order in pizza they have to order at least 6 pizzas and every box is empty by the end

● Chris "really guys? You use my credit card and you couldn't at least save me a slice?"

● they go on runs together through the woods

● Scott and Isaac love scaring Allison and Kira by disappearing then sneaking up and picking them up from behind

● as much as the four of them love spending time together they also make sure to have plenty of one on one time with each other too

● Kira has a master schedule that keeps track of when who is going to have solo dates with who

● Scott and Isaac staying up all night playing video games

● "you both look exhausted what were you doing last night?"

● Scott and Isaac looking at each other like they totally didn't just complete a game in 18 hours that is supposed to take people days "...nothing"

● Allison teaching Kira how to use a crossbow and Kira teaching Allison how to use her katana

● Scott and Isaac are both the "well mark me down as scared and horny" meme the first time they see their girlfriends using each other's weapons in a fight

● Allison and Isaac have a lot of study dates because Isaac doesn't do any of his homework otherwise

● Scott and Kira spend a lot of time lacrosse training

● the look on Coach's face when he found out their relationship situation was priceless

● "huh, so that's what polyamory is? I think I did that once in the 90's"

● Scott and Allison have more of the adventurous dates going to new places and trying new foods

● while Isaac and Kira have more casual dates like bowling or going for ice cream

● movie nights with them all cuddled up together on the couch

● Melissa comes home from her night shift at the hospital to find all of them fast asleep and the movie credits rolling

● unless they put on a horror movie because once again Scott and Isaac think it's hilarious to scare Allison and Kira who then don't sleep at all that night

● Scott, Allison and Kira all stealing Isaac's sweaters which are way too big for them

● one day he shows up to school and sees Scott, "Hey is that my sweater?" Looks at Allison, "that's mine too," looks at Kira, "and that one! No wonder I couldn't find anything to wear this morning."

● Allison being fascinated by both her and Kira's family histories

● they do so much research together

● if any of them ever get hurt the other three completely dote on them until they get better

● Scott "you guys I'm okay, super healing remember?"

● Isaac "just relax here I made soup"

● Scott "you have never cooked in your life"

● Isaac "fine Kira made soup"

● Allison "now that's more beliveable"

● they are the talk of the school when they first get together

● but after the shock factor wears off no one even gives them a second look when they are all walking to their respective classes hand in hand

● or when they are huddled close together on a bench during lunch break being all cute and coupley

● even if someone does say something they don't care

● they are happy in and in love and that's all that matters

#teen wolf imagine #scott mccall imagine #allison argent imagine #kira yukimura imagine #isaac lahey imagine #scott mccall x allison argent x isaac lahey x kira yukimura #headcanons

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steveisagay · 1 year

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Billy's Big Decision

Metalsandwich/harringroveson

Summary: Billy shaves his hair and it marks one of the few decisions he's made for himself

Warings: swearing (duh), Billy also really loves makeup, negative self talk, his abuse, heavy mention of Billy's mom, the f slur

Billy doesn't truly remember anything. Well, he remembers Neil's abuse, he remembers the Mind Flayer, he remembers getting the whole thing explained to him, he remembers that Neil lost custody for child abuse, and he remembers Hopper legally adopting him. But he doesn't remember much from tonight. He remembers flashbacks of abuse, of how it felt to have his body hijacked. He remembers the tears burning down his face, down his cheeks and onto his hands and his mattress. He remembers walking into the bathroom, terrified and disgusted at what he saw. He saw a boy man that was beat, a faggot, worthless, good for nothing but another toy for horny mothers. He saw the mass of hair that was comparable to a lion's mane. The same hair that had attracted so many. The same hair that got him flirted with on the job. The same hair that was responsible for him ever leaving for that motel.

He knows he started sobbing, possibly even screaming, although probably not because he didn't wake anyone. He still had self-control, he knew this because he punched the counter, not the mirror. His blue eyes were surrounded by red, but that was it. That was all he really remembered.

He wasn't aware of anything leading up to that moment. The moment that froze him, the moment that reminded him he really was broken. He destroyed his best quality, he destroyed himself.

The buzzing in his hand only clicked once he realized how disheveled he looked. How bits and pieces were missing to make him look like he really was beat half-to-death. He shaved off almost all his hair. It itched as his skin where shame burned underneath. He couldn't tell who was in the mirror. Hair was stuck into his neck, into his shoulders, under his shirt and all over the floor. How bits and pieces were missing to make him look like he really was beat half-to-death. He shaved off almost all his hair. It itched as his skin where shame burned underneath. He couldn't tell who was in the mirror. Countless thoughts raced through his head. That no one would want him, that his boyfriends wouldn't want him, that he would be so ugly that not even Joyce would want him in her house anymore.

He called the only people he could. If he told Joyce and Hop without being prepared they'd hate him for sure. He didn't wanna wake up Jonathan cause he had things to do tomorrow. And he'd never want to worry the kids with his problems. He called his boyfriends.

Before Steve could even say anything he heard Billy's broken voice on the other line. "Stevie..?"

"Billy, Billy baby, what's wrong? Do you need me? Are you okay?" He quickly became panicked from the audible sobs on the other side. "Are you hurt?"

Steve swears he hears a 'no' and a 'please come over', but underneath that where sobs and hyperventilating breaths.

"It's gonna be okay B, I'll be over in five," he never wanted to hear his boyfriend sounding so hurt and scared. But there was wave of relief when he realized that this meant he was reaching out to him. "Do you want me to pick up Eddie?"

"Yeah," At least he was coherent now. Steve said a quick 'I love you' and almost tore the door off it's hinges and could barely get his key in the door. He sped over to Eddie's trailer, not bothering to knock when he got there.

He yelled out his name as he went straight to his room. "Why the hell are you here?"

"It's Billy, something's wrong." With that Eddie sat straight up, panic painting his face, quickly grabbing a pair of ripped jeans and his vest.

"Alright let's go." He said quickly, rushing through the trailer. "Steve what're you waiting for?! Our baby needs us and you're just standing there?!?"

"Yeah yeah, I just didn't expect you to be so fast."

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Billy got himself off the bathroom floor after awhile. Grabbing the counter when he heard loud knocks. He opened the door, immediately being pulled into a hug by both of the other men. His tears started to soak Eddie's shirt right away. Mixxed with all sorts of emotions when Steve reached out to stroke he hair. He pulled back when he felt that most of it was buzzed.

"Who did this?" Steve asked, he seemed angry.

"I did," he paused letting the tears start to fall again, "I got upset and then..." He started shaking again as the two ushered him into the house, and to the bathroom. "I'm sorry, I-I ruined it, it's all my fault,"

"Baby, it is not your fault, if we wanna blame anyone, we can blame your shit dad." Eddie grabbed his face, "We can fix this."

"How?" Billy sounded desperate, "It's not like we can just put it back on..."

Eddie smiled looking into his eyes, grabbing the razor still covered in hair, "No, but we can still fix it."

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Steve had started sweeping the floor while Billy was in the shower. Meanwhile Eddie was preparing only the softest blankets, easy snacks, and grabbing a new set of clothes, including a hoodie from Steve.

Billy felt a sense of relief when he ran his hands over his new buzzcut. He was free. He was a person.

When he got out of the shower Steve had handed him a towell. After drying off he went into his room, Steve following close behind so he could give him cuddles as soon as possible.

Eddie patted the space next to him on the bed and slightly moved some of the blankets. "Hey Eds?" Billy said quietly, still shaken from before.

"Yeah baby, what's up?" Eddie replied as the blond sat down in his arms, leaving room for Steve on the other side.

"Can you do my eyeliner?" He was still shaking. When he was ten, his mother would do her makeup all the time. The first time Neil ever referred to him as a faggot was when he tried on his mother's makeup for the first time. He looked like a mess, but whenever his mother put on makeup she looked pretty. His mother always said he looked pretty, his dad hated that. When he turned 12 he stole borrowed his first eyeliner. It was one of the few choices he'd made specifically for himself. It felt freeing. One day he went out to meet up with Argyle, eyeliner on, and his dad found out. He beat him and yelled at him for what seemed like hours. He didn't know exactly how bad it was to be a faggot until he was sore for the next two weeks. Since then he's collected various types of makeup, it comforts him to be pretty.

"Of course I can," Eddie reached over to the small table next to his bed where the small black stick was out. He popped off the cap and adjusted himself so he could properly apply it. He didn't do his own eyeliner that often, every once in a blue moon. But he did get practice with Billy. He watched out for if his eyelids started to flicker. Steve wrapped his arms around Billy as he pressed kisses to his neck and made sure to give him all the admiration he had.

"You're so pretty Billy," a kiss, "I love you so much," another kiss, "I am so proud of you B," he rubbed his hands up his sides, "so proud for making your own decisions."

Billy spoke without looking at him, as to not throw off Eddie, "Really?"

He could practically hear his smile, "Of course baby, you made a decision for yourself, not me, or Eddie, or your dad," he pressed another kiss to his neck, "you did it for you, and I am so proud of you."

Eddie nodded along as he finished Billy's liner, "You know what you deserve?"

"Hm?"

"You deserve to wear that cherry lipgloss you love so much." He smirked as he got up to grab the pinkish lipgloss from the blond's dresser.

"No. I only use that on special occasions." Billy said firmly, he loved that gloss, but it was special. It made him feel pretty, beautiful.

"But it is a special occasion." He pressed a kiss to his lips, then down his jaw. Then he brought his face back up, "You made an important step in being your own person."

Before Billy could get another word out the wand was being dragged along his lips. Steve continued his words of affirmation behind him. He felt pretty, he felt like himself. With him and his boyfriends, who loved him. Where it was natural to love him.

After Eddie was satisfied with the amount of gloss on his boyfriend's lips he quickly pressed another kiss to his lips.

"I'm pretty sure this is my favorite gloss too."

Steve grabbed at Billy's jaw so he could face him as well, stealing a kiss too. "I'd have to agree. Also we have the prettiest boyfriend in the world."

"Yeah, I mean with his hair buzzed I'd go as far to say he's the hottest in the world." Eddie added.

"Oh yeah," Steve agreed, "hes schmoking hot."

And like that, the three soon fell asleep. Billy's face nuzzled in Eddie's shirt, hand intertwined with Steve's as his head was in the crook of his neck. He didn't mind tonight that he fell asleep with makeup on, nor did he care that it ended up all over his amazing boyfriends.

#stranger things #billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy stranger things #steve stranger things #eddie munson #metalsandwich #eddie stranger things #harringroveson

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luvfae · 2 years

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POSITIVE

summary: you find out that you’re pregnant with steve’s baby.

fandom: stranger things

parings: steve x f reader

warnings: mention of unprotected sex, unexpected pregnancy, mention of abortion, swearing

You stared down at the positive test with shaky hands, tears streaming down your face. You were far too young to be pregnant, you had your entire life ahead of you, but of course you had to ruin everything. One silly mistake, one moment of weakness. You remember the night like it was yesterday, the back seat of Steve’s car, you were horny and desperate, not even thinking about the consequences when you asked Steve to fuck you raw.

“Y/N, are you alright in there?” You heard Steve call from the other side of the door. You jumped, throwing the test into the trash can. “Did you fall in? Need me to recuse you?” He asked.

You quickly wiped your eyes dry before opening the door with a fake smile. “I’m fine,” you said. Steve smiled at the sight of you, stepping aside so you could walk out of the bathroom. “Do you wanna watch tv?” You asked.

“Sure, just gotta pee first,” he said. You nodded and he pressed a sweet kiss to your lips before shutting the door to do his business.

You made your way over to your bed, laying down and hugging your pillow tight. You didn’t know what you were going to do or how you were going to tell Steve or your parents.

You thought about everything you’d have to give up. Cheerleading, parties, going out every weekend… but then you thought about everything you’d gain. A bundle of joy to call your own, a mini you or Steve that you’d raise, a family, a lifelong tie to Steve Harrington, who you loved so much.

While you were thinking about the pros and cons, Steve’s eyes had caught sight of your discarded pregnancy test that you hadn’t covered up very well in your trash can.

He reached down, picking up the white stick and glancing over it. He went pale, suddenly feeling sick at the sight of the positive marking that the test read. He had really fucked up and he was pissed that you hadn’t told him… were you even planning too?

Steve burst through the door, waving the testing in his hand. “Were you going to tell me about this?!” He asked. You gasped, standing up from the bed, reaching for the test. “Y/N, were you going to tell me?” He repeated.

“Yes, Steve!” You yelled, snatching the test from his hands. “Why would I hide it from you? I was going to do it on my own accord,” you said, tears welling in your eyes.

“Fuck,” Steve sighed, sitting down on your bed, his head in his hands. You sat down next to him, sniffling as you softly cried. “This is really bad,” he said.

“I’m sorry…” you replied. “It’s my fault, I was the one who convinced you that we didn’t need protection that night,” you said.

“What are you gunna do?” He asked, looking down at you.

“What?”

“Are you going to keep the baby or…?”

You sighed, your heart prepared for him to leave you once you answered. You couldn’t terminate this baby, not a bone in your body had it in you, but you wouldn’t force Steve to stay.

“I want to keep it,” you said, voice shaky. “I understand if you don’t want this and you can run free, no questions asked, judgement free,” you said, sobbing in between words at the thought of him leaving you.

“Y/N, i’m not going to leave you,” Steve said, grabbing your hands. “I’m responsible for this as well.” You looked up at him, hope shining behind your eyes. “I love you and i’ve dreamt about having a family with you, maybe not this early but still,” he said.

You smiled, wiping your eyes. “I love you too,” you said. He hugged you, rubbing soothing circles into your back. “I’m so scared, Steve,” you whispered, hands clasped firmly against your belly.

“I know, so am I,” he replied, resting his head on top of yours. “But we’ll figure it out, we always do.”

#stranger things #netflix #steve harrington #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x reader

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saadiestuff · 2 years

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RNM 4x13 short coda (#3)

Jenna/Greg

It's late in the evening at Liz and Max's wedding, and the dance floor is full. Jenna approaches Greg, who is sitting alone at a table.

"So, did they just invite everyone who is in on the alien secret to this wedding or what?"

Greg laughs. "I think so."

Jenna takes a seat next to Greg. "Wait, actually... my sister knows. Think it might have been the alien and Manes killing bombs she cooked up that got her cut from the guest list?"

Greg winces. "Nah, definitely not. That was under duress... from my brother."

"And the bride's mother," Jenna adds.

Greg and Jenna look at each other and laugh.

"We have complicated lives."

"And we're not even the aliens," Greg says. He takes a sip of his drink. "Oh, also, isn't there a whole corporate enterprise of people who found out about aliens? They don't seem to be here..."

"Right. Max told me about that. And he seemed oddly calm about it..."

"I think Isobel may have done a bit of selective memory erasing on those folks. Men in Black style."

"Yikes. Well, mark me down as scared and horny." Jenna nods over to Isobel and Kyle dancing. "Those two are entirely too hot together."

Greg 'whews' in agreement.

"Now, what about those two?" Jenna looks to Maria and Dallas, across the dance-floor from Isobel and Kyle. "I'm not great at keeping up with the group chat but I thought you and Maria were a thing."

"It was brief. Then I went away to grad school and we tried the long distance thing kind of, but we weren't anything official. It fizzled out," Greg explains. "The silver lining of having an exam when Alex got married was not having to deal with that awkwardness. But then it turned out she felt the same."

"You missed Alex's wedding?! They couldn't schedule a day when you didn't have an exam?"

"Ah... Alex said they couldn't wait, and I know they've waited long enough. I would've liked to walk him down the aisle, but he and I are still working on rebuilding our relationship, and that's going to matter more in the long-term than one moment."

Jenna pats his arm. "I know a thing or two about rebuilding sibling relationships."

Greg smiles and nods, and looks out onto the dance floor again, contemplative.

Jenna glances over at Maria and Dallas again. "You know, I propositioned Dallas last time I was in town. He turned me down, and now I know why."

"Propositioned?" Greg raises his eyebrows.

Jenna smirks. "I offered to..."

Jenna leans over and whispers in Greg's ear. His eyes go wide.

"You wouldn't happen to be interested in something like that, would you?" Jenna asks.

"Ya, no, absolutely yes," Greg nods vigorously.

"Then let's get out of here."

#jenna cameron #gregory manes #roswell new mexico #roswell nm #rnm spoilers

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dxckgrxsonx · 1 year

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Okay no wait. The Titans!Dick gifset in the Nightwing suit?? That scene had me deceased. The way he fought off the ninjas was just...yeah. Mark me down as scared and horny please fuck me any way you like my good sir

Yes yes yes!! I’ve watched that scene so many times and just?? Lost my mind 😵‍💫😵‍💫 He fought them off so quickly, so competently. He went for the throat and didn’t fuck around. Man smashed one of them in the face with a goddamn paint can. I am in love with him.

Also when he fought off the first lot and the second lot came and and he looked back at Tim like, “More ninjas…” then whispered all softly, breathy “…okay.” and picked up that sword?? Why did that fuck me up so bad??

And then! And then!! The bit where he gets forced to one knee and he looks up and is baring his teeth??? AAAAAAAAA

Absolutely mark me down as scared and motherfucking horny. I am one weak ass bitch and would straight up be taking off my damn pants for him. Just. Yes sir we are doing it right now. I’m sorry but you have no choice. Lex Luther is watching through his creepy ass telescope?? Well imma show him my bare ass, sorry.

#send help man down #imma go watch it again #I’m nothing but a simp #dick grayson #titans #titans spoilers #asks #answered #anonymous #💕💕

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nctstany · 1 year

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Love Me Now

Pairing: Jaeyong (Jaehyun x Taeyong)

Plot: All Taeyong wants to do is finish his last two years of college in peace but since he’s the son of a famous CEO he must do something he never thought he would do even in his next life time, marry his ‘enemy’.

Genre: Light angst, fluff, angst, smut???, light smut??, language, sexual themes, family problems, *cough cough* daddy issues

FIFTEEN

‼‼‼Warning‼‼‼ ‼‼‼Warning‼‼‼

This chapter contains from form of S/A and violence if that is not your cup of tea please skip this chapter or read ahead

The two kisses didn’t change anything about their relationship. Taeyong still believes Jaehyun just let him do it for the little agreement that they’re in. That’s what he thinks and of course he’s not going to ask to save himself the embarrassment. Even though he is dying to know if the kisses mean anything to him.

It was late and he promised Jaehyun that he wouldn’t spend the whole night at the studio but getting this right is eating away at Taeyong. He missed another step and groaned loudly with his hands in his face. Breathing heavily and trying to focus on anything else. Lately he’s been off his game because a little someone is heavy on his mind. When he falls asleep he thinks about the other and when he wakes up he thinks about him too. His mind is obsessed and it doesn’t help that he sees Jaehyun everyday.

“Fuck!” Thinking about him again made Taeyong fall on his ass. He sat on the floor and sighed. I want you to love me now.

“Maybe you should just quit, you were never good anyway.” A sharp chilling pain went down Taeyong’s spine as he heard that voice without a face. He turned to see Yuta Nakamoto standing by the door, blocking the only exit.

“How did you get in here?”

“Friends with the owner.”

The silence was uncomfortable, chilling to say the least and Taeyong had this feeling in his gut.

“What do you want?”

“The truth.” Yuta started to walk closer at a slow speed, “You two can’t really be married, right?”

"We are."

"Come on, Taeyong. You don't have to lie."

"I'm not." Taeyong explained coldly and Yuta’s face softened from the words. “Guess he claimed you before I could.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Done hearing nonsense Taeyong grabbed his things and headed towards the door. Before he could grab the doorknob Yuta’s body was in the way that made Taeyong back up with confusion.

“You didn’t actually believe me when I said that I worked for SME right?” He got closer with each step and a chuckle came out of his mouth, “Well I sort of do, in a way but those questions I asked you and Jaehyun were pointless, my company didn’t make me do it.”

Taeyong’s eyes widened and his hands started to shake from rage. It was his fault for literally everything that had to do with the media being on their asses. Pointless questions……for what? His back was shoved up against the wall and hands held together above him. Staring back at him was Yuta looking with a big grin. His hands caressing Taeyong’s face.

“You were always so pretty.” He licked along Taeyong’s neck and kept his hand moving down.

“Let go of me.” Taeyong let out a small whine as he felt his body shake. He was scared, frozen in place from the sudden actions of the other.

“Suddenly not tough anymore?” Yuta mocked the other and undid their jeans, bringing their bodies closer.

“Please.”

“That’s right, keep begging for me, baby.” Yuta grabbed both of their cocks and gently stroked, which made Taeyong squirm. Yuta moaned in his ear and left marks all over his neck, “I wanted to do this to you for so long.”

Taeyong wanted to puke. Feeling these gross, unwanted hands all over him made his eyes start to water. He began to squirm even more when Yuta let his hands free but he was still pinned. He used his free hands to push at the other which only made Yuta anger.

“Stop moving!” Yuta slapped Taeyong across the face and turned him face first into the wall, “I wanted to take my time but now I’m too horny.” Taeyong felt a big tug at his pants when he screamed and had enough strength to turn and start kicking. Which caused struggling and for Taeyong to be pinned down on the floor instead. That was until a click towards the door made their heads turn.

“Sorry you had to find out this way Jaehyun.” Yuta grinned but Jaehyun’s eyes were only on his husband. The way Taeyong looked at him with tears streaming down his face and a bruise forming on his left cheek. It made something click.

Jaehyun didn’t say a word, just walked towards Yuta and punched the shit out of him. Which made Yuta almost fly off of the other. Taeyong got up quickly and covered himself then coward behind Jaehyun.

This time it wasn’t just one punch he continued until he felt his knuckles start to ache but he didn’t stop. So much rage was building up when he kept thinking about what this creep did to Taeyong. What he did to his Taeyong.

“Stop!” Taeyong yelled, holding on to Jaehyun’s arm keeping his grip tight. It made him stop and look down at Yuta, face all bloody and busted up nose.

“Get the fuck out.” Jaehyun murmured quietly and Yuta basically crawled out of the room. Once he was gone Jaehyun turned to the other and examined every inch of his face. Holding his face gently and wiping away tears that continued to fall. Jaehyun couldn’t speak, couldn’t think of anything to say. He was just angry, angry that he didn’t trust his gut in the first place and came over here sooner than maybe that would have never happened.

“Can we go home?”

The ride home was quiet. Taeyong sat in the passenger seat just reflecting on what happened. It took Taeyong to be carried out by Jaehyun to finally get out of the building. It was Jaehyun that kept looking over his shoulder to make sure that awful man wasn't there anymore. They are both exhausted, Taeyong more so. He just wants to lay down in his bed and wait for sleep to take over him. He didn't know what to think since he doesn't want to think about the other thing. But how can't he? He can still feel Yuta's hands all over him and his cheek still stings. The unwanted marks throbbing on his neck but he can't believe that he cried. When he thought that his dignity was going to be taken away it freaked him out. He never was in that type of solution let alone the feeling of not being safe.

If it wasn't for him……would I still be able to be here?

Jaehyun felt the stare from the other and looked over to smile sweetly. It warmed up Taeyong’s heart, and he untensed in his seat. Why was I always mean to you?

Once they got home they went their separate ways but not for long. It was Jaehyun that couldn’t leave the other alone. He looked around the house once he heard the shower go off down the hall. A breeze hit his face when he walked past the living room so he knew where to go. There he was.

“Are you okay?”

“I don’t know.” Taeyong didn't turn to him as he walked over, “If you didn’t come when you did-”

“Don’t think about that.” Jaehyun wrapped his arms around him and buried his head in Taeyong’s neck. “I’m here and I won’t let anyone hurt you again.”

"You promise?" Taeyong felt so safe in his arms, warm and comfortable. It felt amazing. Their heartbeats synced with each other and Jaehyun’s grip got tighter. Jaehyun hummed in response and sighed, emotions bubbling up inside.

I want you to be with me forever.

"I can't believe it's almost been two years."

Right………

Jaehyun’s grip shifted as he pulled himself away.

“What’s wrong?” Taeyong looked up.

“This isn’t real.”

“What?”

“This……us, it isn’t real. Right? You’ve said it so many times already and I’ve finally understood it.” Jaehyun brought his arms down away from Taeyong and sighed,“I’m sorry that I pushed myself on you."

“Are you also sorry for kissing me?”

"We needed it to look r-" Taeyong cut him off quickly, "No the first time that you kissed him, that night when you were on top of me."

"You're lying." Jaehyun tsked and Taeyong grabbed him by the neck for a kiss, "Are they still soft like you imagined?"

Jaehyun didn't say anything. He couldn't say anything.

“For once you’re quiet. You have nothing to say?” Taeyong laughed, “Of course you don’t. This isn’t real.” Before he could pull away Jaehyun kissed him again and again, pushing his tongue inside Taeyong’s mouth. He broke them from the kiss and breathed heavily.

“Now I’ve kissed you more than that.” He kissed Taeyong again making sure his body was pressed up against his.

“What does it matter how many times I kiss you? You said it yourself that you won’t fall for me!”

“Well I fucking did!” Taeyong almost cried, feeling a burn at his throat. He looked up at Jaehyun with blurry eyes.

“Are you happy? I fucking fell for you and I don’t know what to do anymore.”

“Taeyong.” Jaehyun reached for him with no luck.

“No! Don’t…please don’t.” His voice was raspy, “I should have never said yes to this.”

“Do you regret us?" Jaehyun’s hands felt shaky.

“Because this isn’t real, Jaehyun! You never wanted this. Why can’t you understand that?”

You don't know what I want.

“This happened because of our parents.” Taeyong turned away but looked back a little, “I don’t want something that my dad is behind.”

Jaehyun’s heart felt like it was going to explode. He couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't think.

You're wrong.

"We had an agreement……let's stick to it." Taeyong rushed to his room, locking the door and sliding down it.

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