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mapofthesea · 2 years

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poly!maknae line x fem!reader

genre: SMUT. Like SO MUCH of it. They’re all fuckin’. Porn with very little plot tbh

word count: 8.3k

summary: having gone years since your last real relationship and subsequent satisfying fuck, you decide its finally time to put yourself back out there at the club. For some reason, this club is full of sexy men-who all happen to be taken. As soon as you’re about to give up on men for the rest of your life, your night takes an extremely lucky turn.

warnings: swearing, dom!maknae line x sub!reader, reader experiences some self-doubt, boys are poly and all in love with each other, use of pet names, name calling but y/n is into it, specific smut warnings: unprotected sex (simply don’t do this irl please), oral (male and female receiving), some mxm, face fucking, spit, spanking, praise kink and degradation kink at the same time, maknae line are fucking hung, dacryphilia (but very slight), double penetration, Taehyung loves readers tits, bi!maknae line, cum eating

an: I don’t proofread so if there are typos that’s why. As always, this is mature content so if you are under 18 and/or uncomfortable then please do not go beyond the cut!

“You should really go catch a dick. Maybe that would make you less of a bitch.” The teenager pops her gum as she leaves, a loud complaint about ‘shitty customer service’ spilling to her friends as soon as she catches their gaze.

As much as the girl was annoying-demanding a refund for a dress that had clearly been worn-her words did hold a small modicum of truth. How long had it been since you even had a satisfactory hookup? Your last long term relationship fizzled out about 2 years ago, and a few months after that you gave up on the dating scene altogether. There’s no denying the fact that you’re a bit lonely, and a lot horny, and that there’s an easy way to fix those problems if you’re just willing to put in some effort.

So you find yourself at a club for the first time in probably four years, the bass pulsing through the sticky wooden floors. A group of giggling girls pushes past you, forcing your body further into the writhing mass of dancing bodies. Your heels pinched your feet as you walked, but they made your legs look good, so you soldier through the pain to make it to the bar. The prices make you cringe, but you haven’t flirted with anyone in so long you need the liquid courage. You order two drinks, intent on sitting at the bar to get your bearings before going to well, catch a dick. The height of the stool makes you struggle to get into it, extremely out of practice when it comes to balancing in heels. The chair shakes under you as you try to settle into it, finally planting your ass down ungracefully. You puff out a breath, already feeling downtrodden about the night and looking forward to swallowing down the alcohol set in front of you. Just as you gather one of the glasses into your hand, a voice sounds from your side.

“Excuse me, uhm,” you turn toward the source of the noise and thank the heavens you’re already sitting down. The man speaking to you is tall and built in all the right places, strong shoulders you want to sink your teeth into drawing your eyes upward until you reach his defined jawline, the plump of his pink lips that stretch into a boxed smile. His body is wrapped in a simple black button up with a subtle pattern, leaving only the top button undone to give you a glimpse of smooth skin and a chunky gold chain around his neck. Devastatingly handsome brown eyes peer down at you and you wonder when you got so fucking lucky. He seems to be alone, this perfect man, and he started a conversation with you?

He licks his lips, eyes darting pointedly down to your cleavage-thank god you chose this low cut dress- and then back up to meet your gaze. Sparks of excitement thrum over your body as he leans against the bar beside you.

“Can I ask you what you’re drinking? It looks quite...delicious.” The deep timbre of his voice burns you from the inside out and you nod dumbly.

“They’re called electric lemonades. They’re definitely among the things I find...delicious.” You hope that you haven’t completely missed the mark in attempting to flirt back. In a different setting you would have cringed at the words, but tonight you were operating only on the desire to get fucked. The man cracks a smile and extends a hand your way. His fingers are long and adorned with rings, and you shudder at the thought of how they would probably feel inside of you.

“I’m Taehyung,” he adds as you shake his hand. “And thank you for the recommendation...” he looks at you pointedly and you get the hint to provide your name. The feeling of his warm hand makes your voice waver as you answer him.

“Thank you, Y/N” His hand ghosts up your wrist, giving it a small squeeze and holding on as he grabs the bartenders attention. Your heart is thrumming erratically; trying to decipher what the contact means, if your night was really going to be this easy. He turns back to you, fingers dancing on your delicate skin as you catch a whiff of what must be expensive cologne. Your head fills with lust, abandoning rational thoughts as words bubble out of you.

“You, I think you’re-” Taehyung smirks at your stuttering, cocking his head to the side as you speak. “I think you’re really hot, and I- do you wanna get out of here?” You blurt, face flaming at the cliche you resorted to in the heat of the moment. Taehyung’s smirk morphs into a full blown smile, pearly white teeth on display.

“Oh, Y/N. I would love to, but I’m actually-” His eyes slide over your head, gaze locking onto something, someone, behind him. Your heart stops, world crashing in on you from overhead.

“Oh god, no, I’m so sorry,” you scramble out of his grip on your wrist, all but leaping off of the stool to get away from him. His handsome face twists in what must be disgust of your desperation.

“Y/N, wait, you don’t have to-” He speaks after you as you leave, drinks latched between your palms as you hurry away from the bar, desperate to find a new spot to sit and collect your mind.

As busy as the club seems to be, you find a small booth table squeezed toward the service door that leads into the kitchen. It’s dark and secluded, the leather of the seat smooth and cold against the bare skin of your thighs. Heat still simmers at your core from your encounter, and you down an entire drink in a few gulps, welcoming the burn of vodka and sting of sour lemon juice to wash away the embarrassment of being rejected. Still, there were a lot of people here, and although you doubted you would find another as hot and captivating as Taehyung, you weren’t ready to give up just yet.

“I told you I don’t have time to talk right now!” You jump at the person who seemed to have materialized from thin air sitting at the other end of your booth. His hair is shaggy, pieces hanging around his eyes in a tantalizing fashion, the beginnings of a mullet type style evident by the long cut. His short sleeved shirt shows off an arm of impressive tattoos you’re desperate to have a closer look at.

“Holy shit!” You exclaim, hand clasping over your chest as your empty glass clinks against the full one. You don’t think he even heard you, dark eyebrows furrowed as he presses his phone against his ear. His free hand is digging harshly into his thigh, clearly annoyed at whoever was on the other end of the call.

He glances your way at the outburst, a frown marring his handsome features. Your stomach dives as you process just how handsome this stranger is too. Did all the hot men in the area flock to this club tonight? His eyes don’t leave yours as he finishes up the call with a curt goodbye and you squirm in your seat at the attention. The desire to down your second drink burns in the back of your throat but you suppress it by scratching at the back of your hand.

“I’m sorry if I scared you,” the man speaks and you catch a glimpse of his shining lip piercing. He extends a veiny, tattoo covered-hand across the table and you catch a glimpse of a delicate sliver chain around his wrist that likely costs more than five months’ worth of your rent. You extend your hand slowly to his own, hoping he can’t feel the way your hands are clamming up.

“Jungkook.” He states simply, shaking your hand two times before dropping it gently back to the table with a deceptively adorable smile.

“Oh, hi. I’m Y/N. And it’s okay, really. I just didn’t notice you were here when I sat down...” His piercing eyes are still stuck on your form, eyebrows quirked in what now looks more like amusement. Your face flushes at his attention and you're worried that the heat will begin to melt your makeup off unintentionally. “I just, ah, hope that you’re okay. That sounded like an intense call?”

He grunts, fiddling with the bracelet. “Been on worse calls. And at least this one brought me some good fortune.” For a moment you assume he means whatever business he must be in, but the way he licks his lips tells you a whole different story. You squirm, in utter shock at the way your evening has shaped up. “M-me?” You finally stutter, once again proving why you hadn’t been in the game for a long, long time.

Jungkook’s eyes scan you, crinkling with a genuine smile that makes your stomach backflip. The hand you shook previously takes your own again, running a gentle line over your palm. “Yes, you, pretty. Don’t know why you’ve secluded yourself to the furthest booth in the bar, but I won’t complain if it means I get to be the one to entertain you.” He cocks his head in a way that has no right being so attractive, and you feel your insides start to liquify.

“Oh, thank you. I think you’re pretty too...” you deliberately dance your fingertips over his, hoping the teasing touch does a lot of talking for you. Jungkook’s eyes narrow in on the gesture, glazing over with what you believe is lust. Your heart kicks up in excitement, feeling like you had finally cracked the proverbial code. His grin widens and you feel your heart stutter at the way he suddenly grasps your hand between both of his own. “The things I would do to you, if only...” his face shifts, and you’ve done enough time in customer service to know it’s a look of disappointment. A shard of sadness strikes right through you as you wiggle out of his grip, quickly grasping your drink and downing it ungracefully in an attempt to wipe out the shame in your gut. You vaguely register Jungkook’s voice calling after you, but you power towards the dance floor, hoping to get lost in the press of sweaty bodies.

Alcohol and embarrassment are an interesting comorbidity, and the ache to get away from the gazes of the two men you had already met persuades you to weave further into the dance floor. You don’t know the lyrics to the song that’s playing but the beat vibrates through the floor and straight into your blood, encouraging you to rock your hips. You’re vaguely aware of the heat of bodies around you as your eyes slip shut, vodka finally doing the job you wanted it to. Something loosens in your chest, a feeling not unlike taking off your bra at the end of a long day. A body presses in close behind your own, a hand skating over your side to rest just above your hip. The two of you rock along to the music and you look down to see the hand on you looks strong and capable. Your heart and pussy lurch at the same time and you dare to spin around as you rock your hips to the music.

The man attached to the hand had to have just walked off of a runway. His eyes are rimmed in smoky eyeliner, even with his plump bottom lip trapped between his teeth you can see a hint of gloss. His hand tightens on your waist, seemingly pleased with your ogling. You lean closer to his warmth, linking your arms around his neck to pull him down to your height. He takes the bait easily, slotting his head next to your neck and ghosting a hot breath over your skin. A shiver escapes you, exasperated as the music changes and the man makes a point to press his hips forward into your own. An unbidden groan slips from between your lips and you swear you hear him chuckle.

You move just as boldly as he is, rotating your hips forward pointedly. His hands wander to tease the curve of your hip before resting firmly on your ass at the same time he nips at a spot on your neck.

“I’m Jimin, by the way,” his voice is devastatingly husky and low right in your ear. It makes you shiver, digging your fingernails into the lean planes of his shoulders. “Y/N,” You answer back with a push of your hips further into his own, happy that the tight jeans he had on confirmed the bulge you thought you felt against you. A shuddering breath punches out of you and Jimin notices, nudging his nose firmly against the lobe of your ear.

“What’s a beautiful thing like you doing out here alone?” He husks.

“Tryin’ not to be. But I keep hitting on taken men, apparently.” Jimin abandons the spot at your neck to peer down at you, pretty eyes narrowed in to your own. Your veins thrum under his attention. There’s something in his stare you can’t explain, a quality so captivating that you don’t have it in you to look away.

“Well, what a shame for those guys. You’re such a pretty little thing, I can’t imagine turning you down...” he smirks in a way he must know makes your knees weak, hands taking another generous handful of your ass. You pitch forward into his chest, the fabric of what you assumed to be a simple tank top feels silky and cool under your cheek. Jimin’s chest rumbles with a pleased hum, lips ghosting over the sweaty hairs on your forehead.

“Fuck, baby. Should we get out of here?”

Your heart jumps at his words and you nod immediately, the desire to hook your legs around his waist and let him carry you out of the club replacing all of your usual concerns. You settle for clutching at the fabric of his shirt as he begins to move the two of you out of the crowd. People part easily for the two of you and before you know it you’re in a much quieter and cooler spot. Your fingers finally unlatch from his shirt and find a place on his jawline instead, hesitating for a second before pulling him down and kissing him. You feel triumphant when he falls into your rhythm, biting playfully at your bottom lip before weaving his tongue inside of your mouth. Desire is burning in your stomach and you squirm against him, desperate to get the fuck out of here and onto doing what you’ve been craving for weeks.

“Hey, what the hell!” Someone exclaims, obviously in close proximity. You jump, narrowly avoiding biting down on Jimin’s lips as you both turn toward the noise. He keeps you close in his grasp, arms tight over your waist- possessive in a way that makes your stomach clench.

“Oh, hey guys. This is Y/N.” Jimin grins, nodding his head in a loose gesture towards you. Your stomach knots and flips with anxiety as your drinks threaten to make a reappearance.

“Y/N, this is Jun-”

“Jungkook and Taehyung. Yeah, I um...” you trail off, wide eyes still in disbelief of the fact that your two failed endeavors are standing before you and seemingly are friends with Jimin.

Jimin puffs a breath that ruffles your hair. “Wait, is she- she’s the same girl you guys were talking about? And they’re the guys you mentioned earlier?”

The two other boys nod along with you, and despite the growing feeling of horror in your gut, you can’t help but feel hot under the gaze of all three of them. Jungkook locks his gaze on Jimin’s arms wound around you and his lip curls into a smirk. He moves in closer to your body until you can feel the heat radiating off of him. The tattooed hand you were so enamored with comes to tuck a sweaty strand of hair away from your face.

“I really wish you would have stuck around when I called after you earlier, babe. Just lucky you found your way to Jimin.” His eyes dart to your lips and your heart pounds out of your chest. Every one of your senses heightens; the feeling of Jimin’s arms around you, the scent of Jungkook’s cologne, the way your vision is swimming with desire.

“You can kiss him if you want,” Jimin offers, splaying his hand against your waist in encouragement. Your eyes go wide and you hear a throaty laugh- Taehyung- at your stunned expression.

“Here’s the thing, Y/N. What you didn't let Jungkook and I get to is that we’re dating. Us, and Jimin. His eyes have gone a shade darker than they were at the bar and it makes your pussy clench. “So if you’d like to have all three of us. We’d all certainly like to have you.”

You swear you forget how to breath as his words land and process, but the way your knees physically weaken is evidence enough of how you’re feeling.

“Yes! I uh, yes. To all of it. Y-yes. Please.” Taehyung smirks, running his sinful tongue across his lips, and before you know it you’re all moving towards the door. You feel hazy in the best way possible as Taehyung and Jimin go to collect a taxi and Jungkook hangs back with you, attacking your lips with his own. The cold press of his piercing pulls a gasp from your mouth as he devours you in a kiss even nastier than the one you shared with Jimin. You’re more than happy to get lost in it, allowing Jungkook to guide you until you’re at the taxi, squeezing into the back seat with the other two boys. Jungkook settles you on his lap, holding you steady around the waist as the car starts and gets you back to their apartment.

It’s a race to get up to their unit, and you can barely keep track of who is touching you where as the four of you ride the elevator up several stories.

The inside of the apartment seems nicely decorated and clean, but you only have time to glimpse the living room before the three men are pulling you into a bedroom.

“Look so fucking sexy, baby. I thought we’d lost you after you left me at the bar like that...” Taehyung shamelessly eyes your body, hands working underneath the fabric of your dress at your thighs.

“Can we get you out of this?” Jungkook presses in behind you, pulling your hair to the side and playing with the delicate zipper on your dress. “Yes, please.” You nod emphatically, head tipping forward to allow Jungkook more room. The gentle skim of his fingers on your back raises goosebumps and makes your nipples perk.

“Shit.” Taehyung swears loudly when your dress slips down, leaving you bare aside from a simple pair of underwear. His lips immediately attach to your nipple, sucking with a fervor that your ex never came close to. Jungkook’s calloused fingers dip into the waistband of your panties and rub the soft skin at your hip before pulling them down your legs. You can feel your arousal smearing down your thighs with the movement, sure that there’s already a mess between your legs. Before you can open your mouth to defend yourself, Jimin appears, shirt already gone, to claim your lips again.

Taehyung nips at the sensitive skin of your breast, leaving a mark that will be blooming in purple by the morning. He laves the spot with his tongue, humming against you as he helps himself to the expanse of you. Jimin lets up so you can both heave a breath. His eyes are much darker than they were on the dance floor, and the intensity of his gaze sends a shiver through you. He smirks, laying a possessive hand on top of Taehyung’s head as he continues to leave a path of marks on your torso.

Your stomach hums with anticipation as you watch the two of them. The simple touch speaks volumes to the closeness of their relationship. Jimin grips your chin with his free hand, tipping your head upwards until you make eye contact.

“You gonna be good for us?” You’re already nodding, and he lets out a dark chuckle. “Good little slut, letting us do whatever we want to you. Isn't that right?” A whine rips from your throat, as Jungkook’s hands find a new home in between your legs, teasing the sensitive skin of your inner thighs. Your body pitches forward, forcing Taehyung to back off as you move.

“S-sorry,” you stutter, embarrassed at the way you bent over for them so easily. The feeling washes away as your angle brings you level with Taehyung’s cock, clearly strained against the fabric of his linen pants. You swear your mouth waters at the sight, itching to have him in you. Jimin’s hands find a home on your lower back, the gentle touch grounding you to the absurdity of the situation.

Jungkook groans at the sight of your bared pussy, his hand immediately spreading your folds. You moan in tandem, eyes rolling at the pleasure. “Shit, she’s so fucking wet.” He’s clearly speaking to the men around you, and the idea makes your cheeks flame. The squelch of your juices fills the room as Jungkook pushes a long finger inside of you. The stretch makes you gasp and quiver, having been embarrassingly long since you had anything inside of you. Your hands flail wildly until they land conveniently on Taehyung’s waist, just inches from his waiting cock.

“Feels good?” He asks, latching his hands around your wrists and not so subtly inching them toward his cock. “Wanna suck your cock,” you blurt the words as soon as your hand grazes him and are immediately rewarded with triplet groans from the men.

“Go ahead, baby.” Taehyung encourages you as you find the zipper to his pants, struggling as Jungkook slips another finger inside of you and begins opening you up in a slow burn. You puff a breath when you finally get a look at Taehyung’s cock, heavy and flushed in your hand, with a prettily colored tip and strong veins under your thumb. You rub your thumb over the head and Taehyung groans, canting his hips forward into your touch. Anxiety stirs in your stomach at his size and your lack of experience, and your eyes widen at the prospect of trying to hold yourself up while being fucked on both ends.

“Wait, I-” the words punch out of you, loud enough that the room stills. Jimin’s hands move, encouraging you to stand back upright as three concerned faces materialize in front of you.

“Oh god, this is so embarrassing.” You groan, shutting your eyes tight.

“We can stop!” Jungkook insists, voice surprisingly high strung.

“No! No, I just.” You open your eyes again, licking your dried lips. “Its been a long time since I...you know. And I just, maybe we can move to the bed so I don’t like, fall?” Your eyes dart between them, expecting them to laugh or maybe tell you to just suck it up, but instead a low coo spills from between Jimin’s plush lips.

“Poor girl, you haven’t been fucked in so long you’re worried you won't be able to handle us? Come on.” He leads you the few steps to the bed, laying you down with your back on the cool comforter. His pretty hair falls around his face and your hands are immediately in it, relishing in the soft feeling of his locks between your fingers in a way that grounds you to the moment. All you can focus on is how handsome he is, and how lucky you are to have found yourself in this situation. His lips descend on your own as if he can read your mind, grabbing at your waist with both capable hands. The kiss tastes like alcohol and you can't get enough, welcoming his tongue inside of your mouth in a messy swap of spit. Your noses squish together, as close as humanly possible to one another, until a sharp moan throws you out of your rhythm. Jimin lets up when you stop, leaning to the side casually to let you get a glimpse of the other two boys. The moan belonged to Taehyung, who had apparently stripped down while you were kissing Jimin, who was at the mercy of Jungkook’s hand on his cock. Jungkook had rid himself of his clothing as well, and you couldn't decide where to look first.

Taehyung’s neck was on display, the muscular column inviting you to take a bite out of him as Jungkook works his deft fingers along the impressive length of his cock, all while his other hand grinds slowly against his own.

“Aren't they pretty?” Jimin’s sinful voice snakes into your ear and makes you shiver. His hands deftly work down his own pants and boxers, and you’re given a hint of what he has to offer.

“P-please, Jimin, want you.” He chuckles at the words but obeys you, quickly slotting himself between your legs. With no barriers between you, you can feel the thickness of his cock against your pussy, the girth of him taunting you.

“As much as I wanna dive into your pretty little pussy, she deserves some more attention, don’t you think?” A knowing smirk graces his features as he lowers himself to your stomach, skimming the skin of your stomach with his tongue. The trail he leaves is electric, sending shockwaves of arousal right to your core as he gets closer. Your hands find a home in his hair again, happy to scrape against his scalp with a gentle pressure as he finally settles between your legs.

A stream of air against your clit makes you whimper, hips bucking off of the bed enough that he loops an arm over your stomach to hold you down.

“Fuck, Jimin, please!” He giggles from between your legs and you think you might die before his mouth even touches you. Taehyung and Jungkook have turned their attentions to you, and the sight of them both hard in front of you is enough to make your head spin. You close your eyes, and as soon as your head drops back onto the bed, Jimin makes his move.

Maybe it's just because it had been so long since you had someone eat you out, but the first touch of his tongue brought you spiraling toward an orgasm. Your hands tighten on his locks and he groans as he laps at you, circling your clit with his tongue in perfect little circles. The noises that escape you don’t feel like your own as you rush embarrassingly fast towards cumming. Your vision blurs with tears, and you cum without a warning. A pleasant humming fills your mind as Jimin continues to eat you out, lapping up whatever you give him with a fervor that makes your toes curl. Wet tears roll over your cheeks and into your hairline, mixing with the sweat that was already there.

So lost in the pleasure, you barely notice that Jimin had stopped until your hands drop form his hair, limp at your sides. His lips and nose are glistening with your juices, and the sight of him makes you gasp.

“You came so fast, baby. Were you really that deprived?” You lean into the attention and nod, whining to him when he coos over you. “Such a pretty little pussy deserves attention, doesn't it?” You know he’s relishing in your submission, but you’re more than happy to fall into it when you feel so safe.

The bed dips above your head, and you know that it’s Taehyung and Jungkook finally joining you. You crane your head backwards to find them both staring raptly at your figure, the heaving of your chest as you recover.

“Think she's ready for a dick?” Jimin asks casually, as if you’re not right under him. You whimper, nodding your head emphatically. He finally casts a gaze back down at you, smiling with genuine kindness. After a second he leans away, allowing cold air to wash over your body. A small feeling of alarm washes over you as he backs up, and your eyes dart around as he reaches into the bedside table a few steps away. The silver packet shimmers in the low light, as as much as you admire their willingness to be safe, you shake your head petulantly.

Taehyung’s face hovers over your own in an instant, eyebrows furrowed as he examines you. You know he’s looking for signs of distress; assessing if you need to stop, but all he sees is your pouty lip and teary eyes.

“I wanna-” you gulp down a swallow. “Wanna feel you raw. Please. I'm on the pill and I’m clean.” You plead your case to the man above you, knowing well that they’re all listening. “I just wanna feel you...” you try again when no one says anything. Then, Taehyung’s face lights up in a smile that would seem evil if you didn't know any better.

“Hear that, guys? Our pretty little baby wants us raw.” Excitement passes through your stomach when you see how this is going.

“If that’s what she wants...” Jungkook chimes in, pretending like his cock didn't jump and throb at your words. Jimin comes back to you, hands empty, and grasps the meat of your thighs, hoisting them up so that they’re bent at the knees. One hand drops, and you assume he’s going to play with your pussy, but it instead comes down harshly on the juncture of your ass and thigh.

“You nasty little thing. Want all three of us to cum in you? Fill up your little pussy like you’ve been waiting for?” The gravel in his voice makes your pussy clench and he sees it, chuckling darkly.

“What do you say, guys? Wanna cum inside her?” A collective groan of agreement falls from everyone but Jimin, who is busy lining himself up with your soaking entrance. You heave a breath in anticipation as Taehyung and Jungkook move to flank your sides, eager to have their hands on you. “We’re all clean too, baby. Nothing to worry about.” Jungkook suddenly assures you, tracing a gentle line down your arm closest to him.

At your nod, Jimin presses forward, beginning his descent into you. The stretch is already unbelievable, much more intense than your tiny vibrator. He reads your body well, taking his time to enter you as you gasp and writhe. Taehyung and Jungkook do their best to soothe you, helping to pain morph into pleasure as Jimin is finally fully inside of you.

“Holy shit, you feel so good.” His voice is airy with pleasure and it inflates your ego just a bit. He begins a steady rhythm, splitting you open with every movement of his hips. A gasp stutters out of you when you realize just how big he is, tears brimming once again at the pure pleasure he’s giving you. It doesn't take long for him to increase his pace, fucking into you so hard that you’re pushed further onto the bed, tears spilling freely. Jungkook and Taehyung have each taken the liberty to attend to one of your nipples, pinching and licking at them as they please while Jimin wrecks you.

“Look so pretty when you cry, baby. Sweet little crybaby letting me ruin her pussy, huh?” Jimin’s words add fuel to the fire in your stomach, and you cry even more as he hits a spot inside you that you didn't even know existed.

“I’m getting close, Jimin-” your voice is stolen from you as Jungkook takes the opportunity to work two large fingers over your sensitive clit, heightening every sensation into a burning desire in your stomach.

“I’m cumming!” You’re impressed the words even make it out before you feel like you’re floating, cumming around Jimin’s cock. Neither him or Jungkook let up as you scream their names, hands scrabbling for something to anchor yourself. White spots cloud your vision, and as the sensation passes you realize that your whole body is trembling. Taehyung’s planting kisses on your collarbones, murmuring things you can't quite understand yet. Jimin and Jungkook’s eyes are glued to your pussy, and you can feel it fluttering with the aftershocks.

“Fuck, gimme a turn.” Jungkook is suddenly on the move, practically shoving Jimin- who was still hard- out of the way. Jimin doesn’t protest, his chest heaving from effort as he lays down next to you on the bed, immediately stealing your attention with a kiss.

“You are so hot, you know that?” He says, brushing stray strands of hair out of your eyes. “Crying like that got me fucking harder, somehow. Shit.” You almost feel bad that he’s still hard, but Taehyung steals your attention quickly with a kiss of his own. Jungkook’s hands dance on your thighs, admiring the red marks that Jimin’s hand had made on you. His hand comes down on the opposite cheek that Jimin slapped earlier, relishing in the way you whine into Taehyung’s kiss. He lands one more on each side for good measure, and you moan so loudly that you have to pull away from Taehyung’s mouth.

Jungkook takes the moment to tease his head against your slick entrance, and you nod fervently to tell him you’re more than ready for his cock. He’s somehow longer than Jimin, the impressive length a bit imposing as he begins to slip in. Despite just having orgasmed, he still stretches your entrance considerably. Taehyung groans along with you, sitting up for a better look as he wraps his hand around his cock. You can see now just how needy he is, the tip red and leaking. You reach for him absently, trying to keep your eyes on Jungkook as his face twists into pleasure.

“Think she wants you, Taehyung.” Jimin interjects, warm hands enjoying caressing your side. Your mind is fuzzy with desire, as Taehyung finally gets your cues and props himself up. The sight of his cock makes your mouth water, and you open it to him with no hesitation. Perhaps wisely, he sneaks a look down to your pussy, where Jungkook had started a slow and satisfying rhythm inside of you. As if he knew the exact timing, Taehyung shoves his cock into your waiting mouth at the exact same time Jungkook ramps up his speed.

Stuffed on both ends, you moan, surprised and delighted at how well the men worked together. Jungkook’s pace is punishing, relentless with the way he batters your pussy like it’s made for him. Lewd groans spills from him in a constant stream, and paired with the way he stretches you, you would be screaming for the whole building to hear if not for Taehyung’s cock.

You focus on him as well as you can, relaxing your throat to let him fuck your face as he pleases. Your gag reflex threatens to make an appearance but you fight through it, enjoying the burn of your throat expanding for him. Taehyung is surprisingly perceptive to your needs and speeds up his thrusts just enough to make you feel wonderfully numb, spit seeping around his cock. The wetness drips down your chin onto your chest, but you are far too gone to find it embarrassing. Jungkook is lost in his pleasure, hips moving at an inhumane speed that scrambles your brain and sends shockwaves through your pussy.

“Pretty fucking girl, slobbering on my cock. Lettin’ me fuck your throat like a whore while Jungkook fucks you. Just a good little whore, doing whatever we want you to do, huh?” You nod at his words as best as you can, the mixture of sweat, tears and spit making your neck feel stick, but it’s all worth it when Taehyung produces the deepest moan you've ever heard.

Jungkook mirrors him, letting out a string of high pitched whines. You choke around Taehyung’s cock at the movements and he lets up, allowing your wrecked voice to fill the room alongside Jungkook’s. With Taehyung out of the way Jungkook leans forward and leaves a bite on your neck, gasping as you feel his release fill you. The warmth makes your eyes roll back, satisfied to finally be filled with someone’s cum.

Jungkook continues to buck his hips as he cums, laying his head down on your chest as Jimin captivates him in a kiss of his own. You’re entranced by their embrace, watching the way their tongues slip against each others as Jungkook rests on your chest. A happiness settles inside of you, not even bothered that you didn't come, as Jungkook lets out an airy giggle. He stands up and finds the strength to pull out of you, eyes glued to the mess he made inside of you.

His cum rushes out and you clench to keep it in, loving the heavy feeling inside of you. Jungkook swears, pushing his sweaty hair back off his gorgeous forehead.

“Fuck, you look so pretty with your pussy filled.” You’re surprised to hear Taehyung say, as he rounds the bed. They fall into their natural rhythm again as Jungkook finds his place, cuddled into Jimin’s side as if they’re watching a show. Taehyung’s eyes glint with something you can’t explain as he works a hand over his cock.

He sees your questioning gaze and smirks. “Had to stop fucking your mouth cause I only wanna cum inside of you.” His hands find your hips, massaging the flesh there with reverence. “Flip over.” His sweet playful tone is gone, replaced by a hard dominance that churns your stomach. It takes a second to get your muscles to work, but soon you’re on your knees and elbows, head buried in the soft comforter. Taehyung groans, clearly enjoying the change in scenery as he gropes your ass. His fingers split open your pussy, watching Jungkook’s cum seep out of it.

He takes a swipe across your pussy with his tongue, sending a moan stuttering out of you. “Tastes so good, but I can't wait to be inside of it.”

“Please fuck me, Taehyung. I need you so bad.” You whine. The desire to have another load of cum inside of you overtakes any decorum as you shuffle your hips back against him, hoping it will make him act faster.

“You greedy little girl. Already been fucked twice and you can't get enough?” He teases but you can hear the hitch in his voice, the way the heavy head of his cock traces against your exposed folds. He takes extra time to run the head of his cock over your engorged clit, extra sensitive since you didn't cum with Jungkook. Without warning his cock is sliding into you, pushing through the wetness of Jungkook’s come and your arousal.

By far the thickest of the three, Taehyung’s cock punches the air out of you with the new angle. Your manicured nails grip the comforter in anticipation, and before you know it Taehyung is pounding into you. You feel like you will never catch your breath again with the way he’s moving inside of you, deconstructing your nervous system piece by piece. You’re vaguely aware of Jimin and Jungkook next to you and you turn your head in curiosity.

Jungkook, despite his tiredness, has his lips wrapped around Jimin’s cock, eyes closed in pleasure as he bobs his head. The sight sends a ripple of pleasure straight to your core, tightening around Taehyung so much that he slaps your ass in appreciation. Jimin’s eyelids hang low but open, dangerous eyes boring right into your own as if he could read your mind. The hand that isn’t propping him up is resting gently on Jungkook’s head, and even with the momentum from Taehyung’s thrusts making your vision blurry, you can tell that Jimin’s face is the picture of sinful pleasure.

Taehyung’s fingers seek out your clit and your instantly clench around him, your walls spasming as you fall into sensory bliss, all but drooling into the fabric below you.

“Love this greedy little pussy, baby. So lucky we met her-” a hitch of his breath accompanied by his hips stuttering. “Come on, cum for me so I can fill you up.” His fingers somehow move faster, strumming your clit in a way that makes your toes clench and your stomach unravel. You cum with a force you didn’t know possible, gushing around Taehyung’s cock in a sticky mess. He thrusts only a few more times before spilling inside of you, slapping your ass again for good measure. Your ears ring, happy with the numbness of your world. You can tell there are several hands on you, but who they belong to is a mystery. Taehyung’s cock leaves you and you whine, immediately missing the weight of him inside you. His cum spills out behind him and you feel like you could cry as the fullness slips away from you. You try your best to voice it as your body collapses onto the bed, but you can’t tell if they can even hear you let alone understand you.

The edges of your vision return, fingers and toes coming back to life. You finally make out the hands on your head to be Jungkook’s, who is laying down next to you, staring at you as if you were made of stars. He’s speaking lowly and you smile when you finally make sense of what he’s saying.

“Good girl, now there you are. Hey.” The soft tone he uses makes you feel at ease. “Can you tell me what you were just trying to say?” His eyebrows furrow cutely and you try so hard to focus on his question and not the way you want to kiss him so badly. It takes your mouth a few moments to catch up to your brain, and you finally wade through the happy haze of your orgasm.

“I said that I-” you wince at how wrecked your voice is. “I don’ want all the cum to slip out of me.”

Jungkook’s eyes widen at your admission, perhaps expecting you to have much more PG thing to say. He recovers quickly, allowing a sexy smirk to break through.

“Jimin,” Jungkook says, and for a second you’re still confused, until the man he calls upon is taking his place. His makeup still looks impeccable, and this close up you can see the details in his irises. He says nothing, and you aren’t sure exactly what he heard, so you just start again.

“I want to-”

“Have all the cum stuffed back into you?” His words shock you despite how lewd the entire night had been. “Are you sure you’re gonna be alright? That last orgasm really took it out of you, sweetheart.”

Your heart jumps at his consideration, but there’s still a fire burning deep in your stomach that you know he could be the one to put out. You turn your head just enough to see that his cock is still hard, leaking precum against his toned stomach.

“Yes, I’m sure. Please. Please. I promise I’ll be good. Wanna make you cum. Wanna have you all in me.” Jimin’s eyes darken immediately, and his strong hands maneuver your pliant body back onto your back. A surge of confidence runs through you at the animalistic desire on his face.

“Gonna get you all filled up, baby. Our perfect little cum dump. Lettin’ us all take our turns with you.” He spreads your legs, examining your puffy pussy lips and the remnants of cum that leak from you. He gathers up what he can with his fingers and shoves it back into you. You shudder at the intrusion, beyond sensitive to his touches.

“”M not gonna last long, baby. I’m so fucking hard.” He whines, palming himself as he gets to where he needs to be, settled between your legs snugly. “S okay, just want your cum.” You assure him sweetly, feeling the weight of the night as well. You weren't even sure you had it in you to cum again, but you knew you wouldn't end the night satisfied without having them all spill inside of you.

Jimin wastes no time after your reassurance, and his cock slides right in as if you were made for him. The lubrication makes for an extremely easy glide. Every move he makes strikes pleasure in your pussy, the sensitivity of the muscles making your orgasm build with surprising speed. Jimin can feel you clenching around him and he gasps, knowing your tells after seeing you cum so many times in one night. He presses a nimble finger to your clit, and that’s all it takes for you to cum again. A slow simmering orgasm that makes your legs shake as you gasp, latching onto Jimin’s arms for support. He joins you not long after, giving a few short thrusts to make sure that he fills you up deep.

He drops his full body weight on top of you and you relish in the secure feeling, his cock twitching while still inside you. The shake in your legs finally stills, and Jimin pulls out of you, careful to minimize the amount that slipped out of you. You closed your legs instinctively although you were exhausted beyond belief. As the adrenaline wears off and the sweat begins to dry you shiver under him. Despite the heat of his body, you were definitely in need of something else to cover you. When he feels you shiver he plants a kiss on your forehead before sitting up and pulling aside the comforter on the bed before leading you underneath the layers of warmth. He slips in right after you, wrapping his arms steady around your figure. Your eyes threaten to slip shut, but the absence of the others nags at the back of your brain.

“Went to get clothes and water,” Jimin explains as if he can read your mind. His head barely lifts from your shoulder as he speaks, and the low hum of his voice against you soothes the very last of your frayed nerves. Seconds later the door glides open, a now-dressed Taehyung and Jungkook with bottles of water and fabric bundled in their hands.

You and Jimin both take a water bottle, and the other boys settle down on the bed. Suddenly you realize the bed isn't quite big enough for all four of you, as Taehyung’s limbs sprawl overtop of Jungkook’s.

Jungkook waits until you drain half the water bottle, and then shuffles the pile of clothes in his arms.

“They’re uh- they’re my clothes, but I. Figured they'd be better than your...dress.” He blushes, gingerly holding it out to you. The sight makes you giggle, but you thank him, and pull the shirt on over your head while you're still in the bed. Feeling like you could trust your legs again you slip out of bed and pull on the boxers and sweatpants he gave you. The shirt falls to your thighs and the bottoms he gave you only fit because of their drawstring, but the enveloping warmth and comfort made up for the size difference.

“Thank you, Jungkook.” You whisper your thanks, scared to ruin the comfortable low hum of conversation between Taehyung and Jimin. It's easy to slip back under the sheets, wedged between Jimin and Jungkook. Taeyhyung takes the other side of Jimin, barely having enough room for his body at the edge of the mattress. He doesn’t seem to mind, though, as he reaches an arm across Jimin to reach you. He gently places a hand on your arm, rubbing gently at the skin there.

An odd wave of emotion crests over you and your eyes well. “Thank you, by the way.”

To your complete embarrassment they all coo at once, squishing in closer to you. You all smell like sex and sweat, but the embrace is so sweet that you have to remind yourself it was only a one night stand.

“We should be the ones thanking you, Y/N. Believe it or we don’t usually do...this.” Jungkook admits. He’s facing your back but you can imagine the blush on his cheeks as he speaks. The idea shocks you and a sound of disbelief punches out of you.

“It’s true,” Jimin pokes your ribs gently when he sees the look on your face. “We’re pretty picky. But you...” He stops himself, seeming to be afraid of saying too much. A teasing glimmer of hope sprouts in your chest with the implications of his words. Was it too soon for you to suggest doing this again? Or just hanging out like normal people? There’s no denying that you’re wildly attracted to all of them, but does that mean its worth pursuing? “We can think about it in the morning.” Comes Jimin’s gentle voice. Taehyung nods from behind him, and you can tell that his exhaustion is catching up to him. You have no idea it was when you left the club with them, and certainly have no idea what hour it is now. Jungkook grunts his agreement into your neck, and you hope he can't sense the way your heartbeat speeds up at his proximity.

“Well still, thank you. And good night.” You murmur, nestling into the surprisingly soft pillow. Your eyes shut, and sleep is just inches away, latched between the two men closest to you, when Jimin begins to wiggle.

“Shit, guys. Let me out, I need to piss.” Triplet sighs follow his demand, and you all laugh as he flips you off on the way to the bathroom.

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hoesformatt · 3 months

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NOT FOR YOU

4th day of riyah’s badness marathon

and tbh idk if imma finish the marathon cause y’all ain’t showing love 😭, y’all love me when you miss me

matt smut, at first it started real cliche then I pulled a lil twist

dom!matt • poc!reader friendly

contains: oral (m!receiving), quickie, fingering, heavy petting, pet names, no use of y/n, best friend’s brother trope 😦

word count: 1.1k

not proofread

In my bra and underwear half naked taking pictures of myself in the mirror before I got my change of clothes. “Hurry up the gropchat wants to see!” Nick bitches from the bed throwing the basket of bikini’s at me as I was in-front of his mirror.

The beach body was beach bodying. Spending the start of the year busting my ass at gym (making my shit fatter than it already was). I made sure that I was going to look young, fly and sexy (and did).

“Yessss, I love this one the color makes your dark beown eye pop” He faced me towards the mirror. He was not wrong

I prepared to model my new bikini’s to my friends, taking pictures of me in the two-pieces and Nick photobombing all of them, but I didn’t care bitch I look good as fuck nobody could tell me nothing. So I went on my way to send them to the groupchat with the caption ‘which is the best’ went straight to the first person on my bestfriends list on snap.

“Let’s go toast some pop tarts or something, i’m hungry as fuck” We both raced out his room, the door flying open to rush down the stair and slide into the kitchen.

Rummaging through the pantry I pulled out the box of Poptarts as Nick brought out the toaster when I got scared and saw a body move on the couch in-front of us.

“Holy shit you scared me” Nick faced my direction to see Matt stand up from the couch, approaching us. “Sorry”

Me and Nick have been friends for a hot second but this was probably the third time we hung out at his place because he liled the fact that I lived alone and we could do whatever we wanted over there. All I knew about his brothers was the Chris was younger and lethargic one, and Matt was the closed off *handsome* one.

But he didn’t call him handsome of course, just observing. I talk to him sometimes but not often.

Matt’s face was plastered red and he looked somewhat squirmish. “You okay?” I asked him trying to get a better view of his face as he was staring at the ground holding his crotch “Yeah—I was just about to go to my room” he left going upstairs hastily.

Opening my snapchat checking my snaps I got one from my friends Matt, clicking on it the text made my eyes widen.

“Should I be seeing this?”

I sent him my fucking bikini photos. I sent soft nudes to my best friend’s brother.

I left the photo on opened and I scratched the back neck debating in my head, what I was going to do. That’s why he was so awkward.

I finally decided to just leave shit alone until I was confronted about it.

Me and Nick continued to do whatever we wanted to do eating out pop tarts and talking our shit when Chris was calling to Nick in the garage “What the fuck do you want!”

“Come ‘ere I need help!” He screeched from the garage and Nick profusely put down his pop tart going into the garage to join Nick. A ping went through my phone, picking it up I saw it was from Matt.

You still here?

Yeah why

Come up, i need to talk to you

Oh shit here we go, I took one last bite of my pop tart, going upstairs knowing his door is the opposite of Nick’s bedroom. I knocked on the door and Matt instantly answered “Come in”.

I leisurely opened his door walking in to see Matt under his covers, a tent around where his crotch is. I panicked “Sorry about the pictures, I was tryna send it to my friends”

“You just send bikini photos to your friends?”

“Yeah— But what’s up”

“To be honest… My dick” Wow. Okay, he was way more blatant than I thought he was and way more freaky than I thought he was.

Matt held my hand to put it over his boner. I caught on and I started to palm him bare through the sheets, the bend of his tip had made a dark spot. Keeping complete eye contact with him while I touched him, I peeled off the covers for his length to spring up.

I spit on his raw cock creating a lubricant to stroke him with both of my hands, from the tip to the base. “You know— You made me so hard with those photos-Shit— you need to send me photos like that more often”

Moving back, I lowered my body with my ass peaked up curving downward sucking his tip as I gazed up to see him staring at my ass like he wanted to take a bite. Hollowing my cheeks on his dick, Matt was squirming up on the headboard desperately moaning before he lightly gripped my hair bobbing my head.

“Fuckkkk” Matt’s eye’s begin to get heavy but he forces them open just to catch a glimpse of me sucking his cock and he felt content with what was in-front of him.

Being left in a trance, licking off his tip in my mouth, Matt’s whine’s and moans gave me ignition to give more “Lemme cum in your mouth baby” I nodded my head, rotating my head until I heard his desperate stringing whimpers ringing in my ears.

My mouth was filled to the brim with Matt’s cream-colored sticky liquids. He pulled me up by the neck to view me swallow his fluids. “You like to be a good girl for me don’t you?” Matt’s hand peered down my shorts, under my thong to feel for my pussy.

His fingertips grazed my slick folds, rubbing on my clit and he chuckled at how wet I was. Inserting his middle finger, the palm of his hand slapped my cunt as he was knuckles deep.

“Another one please” I begged wanting to feel him curl inside of me and he pressed in another finger and I immediately tightened over him. Sliding across my warm pussy, he didn’t bother to let go of the pressure he had on my neck, keeping me close.

My heart was beating out my chest at this point of how heavily I was breathing as Matt kissed along my jawline still thrusting his fingers into me until my stomach tied together then released, the liquids seeping out my dripping cunt.

“We should do this again, but instead with my dick digging in your pussy”

Shit. I could live with that.

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arabaka · 10 months

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𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐗 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐁!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ━☆ *⋆ ˚｡⋆ . 𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜.

(JJK MEN X AFAB!READER) - FT. GETO, NANAMI, AND GOJO. HOW THEY REACT TO YOU LICKING THEIR STOMACHS.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ CONTENT WARNINGS: SMUT. PLEASE SEE INDVIIDUAL SECTIONS FOR SPECIFIC WARNINGS. NO PRONOUNS USED. ゜・。.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ WORD COUNT: 1.1k (approx. 400 per chara). ゜・。.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ CONTENT WARNINGS: READER IS A WORSHIPPER OF GETO. POWER IMBALANCE. ゜・。.

Geto expects you to treat every inch of his body with reverance; he is a god after all and you, a lowly servant like the rest but that’s not what he tells you when the others have retreated to their corners, leaving you and the sorcerer to your very important, very special business.

Because when it’s only you and him whose breaths fill the room, utter filthy, depraved noises only the wall is privy to, he kisses saccharine sweet names, praises even, to your skin until there’s enough spit on you that you will never question who you belong to.

And he lets you do the same to him, considers it worship when you push the robes off his shoulders, lips latching onto the newly exposed skin until you’re drawing a path down his body. You look radiant, skin glowing from your master’s attention, that you just can’t help but drag a line with your tongue up his stomach, moaning in contentment when his hand comes to firmly clasp and press around the nape of your neck.

“That’s it. So good.” His groan rumbles his holy body, hips bucking and rubbing along your own form as it comes to climb over his, cunt not missing the chance to grind along the prominent, angrily throbbing bulge still restrained from his underwear.

You think now, you can have him but your pussy, already so wet with anticipation, will never be on to call the shots. That is his right and his alone.

He forces you back down with the same clasp around your neck, pressing your nose to the space between his pecs before guiding your pouted and puffy lips down until your tongue is over his firm, well developed abs.

“I did not say you were done, however.” Geto speaks so pompously because he can. “Continue.” Is the order he leaves you with, a bite to his single utterance that tells you one thing: you are not in control.

“Not now, love. It’s been a long day.” The sigh that leaves his mouth just then is largely burdened, with only a smidge of room given to you as an opportunity to cheer him up.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ CONTENT WARNINGS: NOTHING TOO WILD TBH. READER IS FORWARD. READER IS DESCRIBED AS HAVING BIG BREASTS. ゜・。.

You jump on the chance, knowing your husband, Nanami Kento, so well that you only need to listen to the needs of his body to perk him right back up. No matter the work hours, no matter the circumstance that’s drained him by the time he comes home to you, you’re always willing and capable of taking care of his dormant passion.

“You don’t have to do anything, Kento.” You promise him, standing so close him your chests meet when you breathe. Fingers gingerly running through the steam pressed, finely pointed collar of his blue button-up while his work at loosening the spotted tie he so predicatably wears. You press in even deeper, fat and heavily plushed breasts squeezing tight against his hardened chest as you reach the length of his tie and so easily toss it to the bed. “Let me.” You whisper when one of his hands comes to cuff your wrist, as if to warn you but his own body betrays him, cock so uncomfortably swelling in his slacks and briefs.

You start with peppering kisses to the column of his neck and with every inch you lower yourself too, you make sure there isn’t a space of flesh you haven’t touched with your lips. You so delicately pop buttons free on your way down and you know Nanami is on board when he himself shrugs off the shirt and you know he’s desperate when he himself lets the shirt just crumple to the floor, organization out the window when all he can focus on is the way your tongue, flat and so, so wet is leaving a glimmer trail of spit from his chest down to his stomach. You kiss circles around his navel and his body shivers– no, trembles at the stimulation of cool air hitting his skin.

Working on his belt, you continue to look up at him, fluttering eyelashes revealing the sultry glint in your eyes. “Gonna make you forget all about today, Kento. You just let me take care of you.” And before the belt comes down, you lick another fat stripe up his torso with a shameless smile stamped over your face.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ CONTENT WARNINGS: BONDAGE (GOJO IS TIED UP). WHINY GOJO. DOMINANT READER. ゜・。.

Part of being with the Gojo Satoru is putting up with his shit. The other half is him putting up with yours. You’re a chaotic force alone, but together? It’s something otherworldly.

And there’s no one that can tease the unstoppable tornado that is the man with Six Eyes like you can. No one else gets to see this side of Gojo: the man with more power in this finger tip than anyone known to man is always reduced to a blubbering mess who can only take breaths from shallow, quivering lips.

He’s restrained, blindfold still obscuring his cerulean blues from you, and struggling under your fleeting touches and surprise kisses. Surprise because while he does continue keep you two safe with his powerful abilites, he’s promised you that while he’s strung up for your pleasure as much as his that he will not let vision ruin the raw, unbridled anticipation that inevitable comes when the two of you are completely laid bare for one another.

So you kiss him wherever you please, a whine bubbling up his throat when you draw near his pecs, lips ghosting around the nipple, his heigtened sensitivity causing them to perk up in no time. You slobber over the pebbled peaks, lolled out tongue sliding over the soft and gorgeously pink buds but just he’s starting to rattle the chains that bind him, you pull away.

He whines, the beautiful angel that is your lover looking hot as sin with the splotches of drool you’ve left in your wake glimmering under the low light from above. “Baby, please.” He sounds so pretty when he pleads.

“Not now, Satoru.” You breathe over his skin to taunt him.

He babbles, “P-Please, I’m dyin’ here.” You know he is because the beads of pre-cum have now turned into thin strings trickling down his shaft, breaking into rivers down the veins that so opulently adorn his length. You shimmy down his body, first intending to lick him clean of his desperate juice but you only leave him with a hot breath until you set your targets on his neglected abdomen. You have a taste for the man, showing it by the way you so lovingly lick up and down his stomach, your other hand working his cock with a rolling wrist.

“That feel good, baby?” You coo at the man who is now thrusting into your fist, trying to rush the friction as you continue to swirl your tongue over his torso, lips latching on every so often to leave hickies as your calling card. “Don’t answer that, actually. Your body’s doing all the talking.”

#geto x you #geto x reader #nanami x you #nanami x reader #gojo x you #gojo x reader #gojo smut #geto smut #nanami smut #jjk smut #.˚₊ ੈ ʚ 🍰 ɞ ₊˚. ꒰ a little treat for gojo. ꒱#.˚₊ ੈ ʚ 🍰 ɞ ₊˚. ꒰ a little treat for nanami. ꒱#.˚₊ ੈ ʚ 🍰 ɞ ₊˚. ꒰ a little treat for geto. ꒱#credit to cafekitsune for the dividers!

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teaboot · 1 year

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Fun fight things I never see in fight scenes:

You are giving me important information from the sidelines and I can't hear you because my entire head inside this man's armpit

We are fighting and it is important that I focus on winning but I am hesitant to pull this maneuver because doing it puts me in danger of accidentally grabbing a dick or a titty

Someone's hand slipped up a shirt or down a waistband for a sec and we're both gonna pretend it didn't until we die

Dude you just got drool like all fucking over my face just now what the fuck

Okay I get that you're about to snap my neck with your thighs but also you totally just farted a bit which is reasonable considering the position we're in but still oh my God

If the last thing I experience on earth before I die is your ass in my face I'm going to drag you to hell with me

Someone is trying to give me advice right now and if they don't shut the fuck up I'm gonna kill them

I know the perfect maneuver to get out of this but if I go for it I'm definitely gonna dislocate my shoulder and I haven't decided if I want the win that bad yet

I just heard my knee pop and either it's fine or I'm going to spend the next six months in physical therapy and be in pain for the rest of my life

I thought I walked away from that ok but it's three in the morning and I just woke up out of a dead sleep because one of my limbs just started screaming

"You should ice that" Is the physical injury version of "Well its gotta be around here somewhere"

AW YEAH DID YOU SEE THAT I PULLED THAT SO SMOOTH IM SO GOOD IM KICKING ASS RIGHT NOW And ah fuck he got me

Hey bud you wanna maybe stop watching and lend me a fucking hand maybe

I Am Between You And Very Upset Person And If You Keep Pissing Them Off Then I Am Going To Get Stabbed

Nobody Expects To Get Licked

Oh God dude you smell so bad. Like you smell SO bad

Okay so like. I WOULD fight you but tbh you're actually super gross and I sort of don't wanna touch you. What is that stain from? You know what I don't wanna know, I don't wanna think about it

You are giving me important information from the sidelines but are missing some critical details that I cannot explain right now and you're getting frustrated that I'm not listening and I'm getting frustrated that you're angry at me for not doing something that will break both my arms at the same time

Sweetheart I love you to the moon and back but cheering me on is actually very distracting and I'm gonna need you to stop right now exactly right now please and thank you so so much baby PLEASE

Why do I smell like them now. Oh God I need a shower

WAS THAT A FUCKING BOOGER WHAT THE FUCK EW EW EW EW EW

haha nice underwear dipshit lol

#Fight #Violence #Source: sparring and life experience #Sometimes its funny

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malarign · 10 months

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say it back

(when you don’t say “i love you” back)

contains: bf!ot7 x gn!reader | genre: fluff | tw! kissing (i think that’s it 🤔) | wc: 1,8k

Lee Heeseung | 이희승

uhm don’t do that

unless you want to deal with pouty and sad hee you better say i love you back

cause let me tell you he LOVES hearing that confession from you

and overthinks if you don’t :(((

Heeseung shoot to the basket after his friend passed him a ball. Earning a point he ran to you to get his congratulatory kiss. You gladly planted a chaste peck first on his cheek and then his lips.

“Ew,” his friend made a disgusted face seeing how lovey-dovey you two were.

“Get lost,” Heeseung remarked and turned around to face you again. “I love you,” he said and quickly got up. He expected you to answer him with the same confession so he waited. He watched as you took your phone back to your hand and started to scroll social media again. You noticed he was still standing in front of you so you asked.

“Aren’t you going to play with your friends some more?” you asked confused.

But Heeseung was even more confused. “Yeah, I guess.” He scratched the back of his neck and returned to the court with his head hanging low.

You smiled at his reaction and ran up to him. You climbed on your toes and kissed his cheek sweetly.

“I love you more.”

Park Jongseong | 박종성

pretty chill about it tbh

like you may not feel like confessing and it’s okay with him

unless you do that for the whole day

then he worries

like A LOT

Jay popped on a couch next to you, only to lay his head on your lap. His eyelids were already closing involuntarily from exhaustion. You tangled your fingers in his hair, messing it along the way.

“Tired?” you simply asked to which he nodded.

“The tour is coming soon and we needed to practice. Like a lot more than usual, but that’s okay,” he spoke blissfully at your loving touch.

“I’m so proud of you,” you confessed making him face you by laying on his back.

“I love you, baby,” he said and tucked your hair behind your ear. You only hummed, just like before today whenever he told you he loves you. Too tired to sit up he remained in his position and asked emotionlessly. “Did I do something to not deserve an “I love you” back?”

You smiled at his reaction. “I thought you would never ask,” you giggled and kissed his forehead earning a confused eyebrow raise from him. “I love you, baby,” you finally said the three words he craved for the whole day making him smile and close his eyes in both satisfaction and sleepiness.

Sim Jaeyun | 심재윤

confusion, dumbfounding, shutting the system down

why would you not say it back?

have i done something to upset them?

no need to say that and don’t do that he will be sad

we don’t want sad jake over here

“Love, I need to go already!” Jake shouted from the front door making you stop what you were doing immediately and skip your way to give him a goodbye kiss. He smiled at the view and bit his lower lip at the thought of a sweet kiss you were about to give him. You stopped right in front of him, cupped his cheeks gently, and planted a chaste kiss on his lips. “I love you so much.”

“Have a good day, baby,” you responded smiling widely. But you couldn’t say the same about Jake. His smile dropped and looked at you confused, now a slight sad pout forming on his lips.

“Did I do something wrong? Tell me and I won’t do that again,” he spoke not breaking an eye contact, looking for any answer in them. He held your both hands gently and tilted his head when you started giggling.

“I just wanted to see your reaction,” you confessed and he immediately understood it was all a prank.

“That’s brutal you know?” he remarked in a bumptious way.

“That’s the point,” you winked at him earning a deep sigh. Knowing he wouldn’t leave without you saying that (but also not wanting to let him go without it) you finally said: “I love you much more.”

“Impossible.” He leaned closer to you and rubbed your nose with his.

Park Sunghoon | 박성훈

please he would give you the biggest side eye you could imagine

would sassily turn around and go away

doesn’t matter if you’re with friends outside, or alone at home

nah you didn’t actually think you wouldn’t get off for it?

(i’m sorry but i’m actually living for sunghoon and skating dates so bear with me this one more time ☝️)

You watched from behind the edge as Sunghoon gracefully skates on an empty ice skating rink. You could swear with your whole heart his charm was shining even brighter while sliding on the icy surface. You smiled uncontrollably seeing how he still enjoyed it, even though he ended his career a while ago. He noticed your dreamy expression and skated towards you.

“I see you’re ready,” he stated and offered his hand to guide you to the proper rink.

You hesitated and finally took his hand.

“Since it’s your first time in skates do you want some tips?” he asked and you nodded. After a short introduction to the basics, he skated backward in front of you to have everything in control. “That’s right!” he said seeing how you started to get more comfortable and confident.

“I think I get it,” you said excitedly, eyes still glued to your feet. Before you knew it you slipped making both of you fall.

Sunghoon was the first to start laughing at you before you even knew what exactly happened.

“Are you okay, lovely?” he asked still laughing. You dramatically laid on ice, with arms and legs straight. He leaned on his elbow and kissed you, cupping your cheeks with his other hand. “I love you,” he softly murmured breaking the kiss.

You just smiled and asked: “Can you help me stand up?”

He raised his eyebrows. “Wow, what a nerve you have,” he said pettily.

You also leaned on your elbows to plant a kiss on his jawline and whisper a shivering “I love you” that he couldn’t stop thinking about for the rest of the day.

Kim Sunoo | 김선우

another sassy one

“that’s how you wanna play?”

you don’t, you really don’t

for the sake of peace at home say it back

“Y/nie guess what I bought us!” Sunoo exclaimed the second his foot stepped into your apartment. You curiously went to the front door where he was currently taking off his shoes.

“No idea, but I’m sure you’ll be glad to tell me.”

“That ruins the whole point of guessing, doesn’t it?” he said and gave you a quick kiss while walking past you.

You thought for a while and remembered his recent obsession with buying matching outfits for you two. “Another matching clothes?”

“Bingo!” he said and took what he bought out from the shopping bag.

You watched as he presented you with two pairs of trousers and shirts as you clapped your hands.

“They’re so cute, Sunoo!”

“No, you’re cute,” he spoke and bopped your nose. “I love you Y/nie,” he said casually and turned around to place your part in the wardrobe. But when he heard you walking away without saying it back his head snapped behind you and left a gasp in pure shock.

“Is there something wrong?” you asked still pretending.

He slowly stood straight and gave you THE look. “You don’t wanna start this,” he said in a deadly serious tone which immediately led to you wrapping your arms around his neck and repeating the phrase he practically demanded. “Yeah, that’s more like it.”

Yang Jungwon | 양정원

🤨 i said i love you

he knows how much you love to prank him with things like that

but let me tell you he’s not having this one

usually plays along but he will actually give you a lecture about it sshsh

Jungwon laid his head comfortably on your chest and with closed eyes enjoyed his daily head scratches. He let out occasional sighs of satisfaction and serenity at the comfort you gave him.

“I wish I could lay like this forever,” he mumbled and placed his head on the left side of your chest to listen to your heartbeat.

“Well then we can stay like this as long as you want,” you smiled and continued playing with his hair with your fingers.

He suddenly raised his head to face you, smiling softly.

“I love you,” he spoke, closed his eyes, and laid his head on your chest again. But when he didn’t get any response from you he raised his head again this time with a frown.

“What?” you asked innocently.

“I said I love you,” he said patiently.

“Thank you, Won.”

“Y/n stop with this madness.”

His seriousness made you let out a giggle.

“I love you, Won,” you whispered and brought him closer, crushing his body in a tight embrace.

“Can you love me a little bit more gently?”

Nishimura Riki | 西村力

for your own well being better not do something like that

cause he will do everything to make you say it back

he will repeat it over and over again

until you respond with the same phrase

You were currently sitting on your living room’s couch fighting for your life. Riki never gave you a head start when playing any games and there wasn’t a prospect for any change in that.

Suddenly he jumped on the couch in victory and you buried your face in your palms in defeat.

He laughed heartily. “Ha! Another one, thank you!” He stood up and did his signature winning dance conspicuously to piss you off even more.

“Oh my sweet Y/n, you need to practice some more before you decide to battle it out with me,” he spoke in a fake manner and placed his hand on his heart. After you glared at him (which he honestly found nothing more but cute) he stopped the teasing and side hugged you.

“You’re lucky you know when to stop,” you said and turned on another round.

He giggled. “I love you,” he said dragging out the last syllable. Not hearing any response he turned his head to look at you and repeated: “I love you.”

Your gaze was still focused on the screen and brushing off his every word. He scoffed and leaned closer to your ear only to scream: “I said I love you!”

You covered your ears and looked at him dumbfounded.

“Oh, so you can hear? God forbid having not only gameplay issues but also hearing problems,” he said and sulked.

“You know your pain in the ass right?”

“Do you want me to scream again?” he asked and prepared his voice to yell again but you covered his mouth hurriedly.

“I love you!”

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spdrslayr · 10 months

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004. atsv headcanons ! ★ post collider jonathon ohnn x reader…

! pt. 1 - pre collider hcs. ⁀➷ srcs... masterlist .rules. intro .

| synopsis, ୨♡୧ a little glimpse into your relationship with the spot.

★ tags -> gender neutral reader; johnathon ohnn; the spot; fluff; etc...

★ warnings -> cursing; johnathon being a meanie; mentions of trauma & abandonment

★ w.c -> 1,028

| xox, mei! ୨♡୧ -> i'm sorry these are so much shorter than p1.! tbh i had some trouble making these post-collider headcanons - so i might make a third part with more depth :] for now i hope this is okay!!

you’re everything to him. before the accident, he wasn’t too open about his feelings. anything about his stressful home life as a child and his insecurity paled in comparison to his work, and you. but once everyone else abandoned him after the accident, he found himself lost in you. you saved him at a time when he wanted nothing more than to disappear, bringing him back to the real world with your love and affection.

at first, he really doesn’t like talking about the accident. but it doesn’t take long for him to fall apart before you, trembling and crying as he vents. late in the night, you’ll soothe him, holding him close while he cries into the crook of your neck.

johnathon’s still awkward, but he’s cockier. in spite of all the tragedy, he feels so powerful now. his initial appearance aside, johnny’s more confident now that he can literally control the entire multiverse. it makes him feel worthy of your love in a way that wasn’t present before he became the spot.

he’ll say flirty things out loud that he wouldn’t dare tell you in the past, being more forward and upfront about his attraction towards you.

johnathon’s mischievous ass got the best powers to fuck around with. he’ll pop out of nowhere to scare the shit out of you and it sends him into a fit of giggles.

johnathon’s far more protective of you now. before the accident, he’d worry about you, but trusted that you were strong enough to fend for yourself. now? anything’s possible. it doesn’t matter if he trusts you when doesn’t trust anyone else. he likes knowing where you are and when you’ll be back home. he loathes the thought of anyone taking you away from him, especially spider-man.

sometimes he’ll go out with you. nyc is dangerous so he’ll be by your side, looming in a horrible disguise with well-meaning intentions. he just wants to keep you safe.

he loves annoying you with his spot and hole puns. being with someone who accepts him really helped in regards to finding the good in his new powers.

“holy moly!”

“that’s a whole lotta trouble.”

you got him a kitty cat. johnny doesn’t really work anymore, so a lot of times he’s stuck at home alone. he tries so hard not to seem clingy but he can’t help but mope whenever you leave. when you first got cow, johnathon was a little insulted.

“i’m a super villain! I don’t need a cat!”

they became best friends within the span of 24 hours.

#atsv #across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #atsv x reader #johnathon ohnn #johnathon ohnn x reader #the spot #the spot x reader #jonathan ohnn #jonathan ohnn x reader #johnathan ohnn #johnathan ohnn x reader

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gracesimp · 1 year

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Sonic Duties

tenth doctor x fem!reader

Summary: the doctor teaches his companion how to use his sonic screwdriver.

just some short fluff tbh :') and maybe a little...suggestive? ;)

If the Doctor wasn't piloting the TARDIS, he was working on her. And if Rose was being honest, she didn't believe that the Doctor had the slightest clue of what he was doing. Sometimes her and y/n even doubted that the ship needed repairing, the Doctor just coming up with that excuse to kill off his boredom when the girls' asked for a relaxed day.

Today was no different. Rose decided she wanted to pop back home for a short visit to see her mum. Y/n tagged along to say a quick 'hi' to Jackie, but a quick greeting involving the eldest Tyler would last at least an hour, so, the Doctor did what he always did. He got to work.

As predicted, an hour had passed before his companion rejoined him. He failed to hear the door opening as he was positioned under the ground railings, on his back with his sonic working away.

"Whatcha doing?" Y/n asked, evidently scaring the man as he jumped, dropping his screwdriver and making it fall on to his head as he groaned. Y/n held a hand to her mouth, trying her best to contain her giggles as the TimeLord hopped out from under the grating, rubbing his head with narrowed eyes.

"Don't do that! I may have two hearts but I'm just as good as dead if one of them stops!" He exclaimed.

Her giggles became louder and she pushed his hand away from his forehead, dragging him down gently by the neck as she placed a gentle kiss to the non existent bump. "You big baby."

"It hurt!" The Doc defended before rolling his eyes as a smile took over his face. He grabbed Y/n's hand, dragging her towards the wires his was fixing. "I'm just sorting out the wiring so that the radar gets more accurate reads. Wanna try?" He asked, holding his sonic out to her.

"Me?" Y/n pointed at herself, an unsure expression taking over.

"No, her behind you." Completely oblivious, Y/n looked around the room, finding it unoccupied baring the two. The Doctor smiled fondly. "Yes, you."

Bouncing on the balls of her feet, she raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?" This earned a chuckle as he nodded his head. "Course I'm sure. I trust you. C'mon." He lead her by the hand to under the floor, revealing multicoloured wires exporting short sparks.

"Okay, so, psychic link." He said, pressing the sonic into her hand, allowing their fingers to breeze past each others as a slight shock ran through his veins. "Point and think!"

"Okay!" Y/n smiled, glowing with confidence as her head disappeared under the floor, leaving the man standing tall on the ground, unable to see his companion from the small holes in the grating. A few seconds later her head popped back up, all previous confidence having disappeared. "Doctor.."

"Mm?"

"...What do I think?"

His smile falters a little and he rushes to get her back on her feet. "Actually, let's try it on something easier first." Y/n moans but complies, rolling her eyes when the Doctor rambles on about 'one wrong move ripping the fabric of space and time' or something along those lines. He interwines their fingers, pulling her forward towards the console.

"Aha!" Y/n looks up, watching as he fiddles with the monitor, pressing some buttons on the side of it. "Okay! Beginners practice! Just turn the monitor on. Easy Peasy - before you know it, you'll be a pro!"

"Do you reckon?" She smiles widely while the Doctor squeezes her hand.

"Course I do!" He nudges her with his elbow. "Right, just press this button," he steps behind her, her back pressing into his chest as he guides her finger to press on the button, smirking slightly as her breath hitches. "Point," He lifts her arm up, facing the switched off monitor. "And think." he whispers into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. Y/n curses internally, very thankful he was teaching her the ways of his screwdriver and not the psychic paper.

The blue light reflects on the blackness of the screen. For a few seconds, nothing happens. Just as she was about to give up, noise starts coming from the monitor. Shortly after it was accompanied by a video of her favourite film.

She jumps up in triumph, joining the doctor in his laughter as he wraps an arm around her, pressing her into him as he shakes her left and right.

"I did it!"

The Doctor offers her a cheeky wink, scrunching his nose proudly as a blood runs and taints her cheeks. "Never doubted you!"

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crienneoftarth · 6 months

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Wildest Dreams pt. III

Larissa Weems x inexperienced!fem reader

notes: pls don’t ask why it took so much less time to write this chapter… im sure you can guess. once again, ive never written smut so… im doing my best. also i am not here for realism, but for fun. so if shit does not make sense, that’s not on me tbh lmao

warnings: THIS ONE IS ACTUALLY SMUTTY. 18+ only! mommy kink, oral (cunnilingus), strap-on, reader is SO subby (a bit of self insert mayhaps)

🖤 part I, II, and ao3 🖤

As you straddle her thighs, you suddenly become very aware of how wet you already are for her. You wanted her so badly and now she would definitely be able to tell. It was impossible to hide, especially after she began to kiss you again and you couldn’t help but buck your hips, aching for a moment of contact. The older woman chuckles at your eagerness in between kisses.

Her voice lowers into almost a grow and she grabs your hips tightly, “I can feel how bad you want me, my thigh is soaked from your grinding…”

Just her saying that made it even worse. In that tone, her accent, it was too much. You try to hide in her neck out of embarrassment. “I-I’m sorry, Larissa…” You were basically out of breathe at this point but you tried to hold yourself still.

You feel her long fingers and nails snake their way into your hair before she whispers, “Don’t be sorry, pet. Keep going and don’t stop until I say so, understood?”

Whimpering softly as you nod, her fingers now tugging at your hair and her lips trailing kisses down your neck. “No… I need to hear you say it… Use your words for me, darling.”

“I understand, Larissa.” You manage to say, as you feel her other hand coming up your thigh and your hips begin to grind against her, once again.

The blonde can’t help but moan at the sound of her name, “Mmmm… I do love hearing my name coming out of your pretty mouth, but I would much prefer mommy… Can you do that for me?”

“Y-yes, mommy. I’ll do anything you ask!” Your hips begin to move faster, needlessly begging for more contact. Larissa’s lips are still on your neck, slowly leaving red lipstick and purple marks on your skin. The blonde hums into the crook of your neck as her fingers reach your lace panties, “Such a good girl, I suppose it’s time for me to reward you for being so obedient.” Suddenly her fingers pull your panties to the side before plunging one finger into your core. You cry out as she fills you and begins to thrust her palm against your swollen clit.

Larissa hasn’t stopped nipping at your neck even as she’s fucking you, “Will you take another finger for me, sweetling?”

“Yes, mommy-! Please…” You were already so close to cumming but you waited for permission. Larissa eagerly pushed another finger inside, moaning at the feeling of your slick folds taking her so easily.

“‘Rissa… M-mommy, I’m so close already…!” You stumble on your words, completely out of breath as your hips vigorously move against her hand.

“Oh, is that so, darling? Well I’m not sure I want you to cum quite yet. I have other plans for you.” She snickers as she pulls her fingers out of your aching core. You let out a whimper as her nails graze over your clit, your eyes are practically full of needy tears as you realize that she’s stopped.

“Don’t worry, pet. If you keep being good, I’ll finish you off.” You watch as she slowly brings her fingers that were just inside of you to her faded red lips. Your eyes meet as she sticks out her tongue, licking your juices from them, before pulling them into her mouth and letting out a deep moan. After a moment, she pulls them out with a popping sound.

“Fuck, you taste divine. I wouldn’t expect any less from such a beautiful woman.” She leans forward and pulls you into a deep kiss. Her tongue pushes its way into your mouth, the faint taste of you on her tongue causes you to moan. You pull away from her lips and take her hand, pushing the same two fingers in your mouth. The blonde smiles and closes her eyes as your tongue dances around her long fingers. After a moment, she pulls them back out and gently kisses you.

Your pupils fully dilated with lust and yearning, you ask what she would like for you to do.

Larissa giggles softly, “So eager to please, hmm? So adorable. Here… I want you to do something for me now, alright?”

You nod obediently. Your legs were weak and shaky but you managed to get up off of her lap and sit on the soft mattress next to her. She grins and stands up in front of you. Turning around, she loops her fingers around both straps of her dress. She glances back to see you staring with your mouth practically on the floor. You blush as she laughs at you, before facing away again and slowly pulling her dress down her delicate curves.

The pale blue dress falls to the floor and you realize that the older woman wasn’t wearing anything underneath the entire time. You blush thinking about how close you were to her and you were none the wiser.

You studied each of her silver curls that laid gently over her shoulders and back before tracing the rest of her pale curves. You could stare at her forever and memorize every freckle, wrinkle and line. The tall woman turns around in her heels and gives you another moment to take in your new view of her body. She giggles as you inhale sharply at the sight of her. “Do me a favor, sweetheart? There’s a… Treat for you in the bottom drawer of the nightstand there.”

You swallow roughly before leaning over the bed, reaching the bottom drawer she mentioned. Your mind went through the million things that could await you as you slowly opened it, revealing a blue silicone dildo that was already attached to a harness. Your eyes widened and you looked over at Larissa, who had a devilish smile on her face. “Bring it here, won’t you, my darling?”

Your face was hot as you walked over to her, dildo in hand. “Thank you, sweetling. Now, go ahead get those clothes off for me, alright? I’ll help you into this.”

Your eyes grow big while she takes the toy in her hand, slowly stepping out of your skirt and removing the blouse you were wearing. She examines you closely as you strip before leaning over to help you into the harness. You step into it carefully and she pulls it up over your legs, adjusting the straps tightly.

“I-I’ve never worn one of these… I’m not sure I know what to do…” You say nervously as she stands back up in front of you. You try not to look at the toy protruding from your pelvis, embarrassed at how you look to her.

She gently takes your face in one hand, “I know you’ll be perfect. And if you feel uncomfortable or want to stop, please, don’t hesitate to tell me. Okay, sweetheart?”

You kiss her hand and nod, “I’ll be okay, I’m just nervous.”

“I’ll teach you, you’ll be a pro in no time, I promise.” She giggles and pulls you into a kiss. After a few kisses, she steps back and lays back onto the bed. You blush at the sight of her spreading her thighs for you. You still couldn’t believe you had even gotten into this situation at all, let alone with such a goddess of a woman. You were shy but tried to be as confident as you possibly could, to please her. Climbing onto the bed, she smiled at you as you got in a comfortable position between her legs.

“I want your tongue in me first… Will you do that?”

“Of course, mommy. Anything for you…” You had been waiting all night to taste her and now she was spread just for you. You could see that she was dripping onto the sheets, just the sight of her like this was enough to send you over the edge. Laying on your stomach in front of her, you kiss down her thighs and leave little nibbles as you approach closer to her center. She was already moaning and whimpering at the feeling of your teeth against her soft skin.

Her fingers tangled themselves in your hair as you started to gently lap up her wet folds. After a moment of teasing her clit, she pulls your head closer. “Y-your tongue… Feels so good, darling. I want to feel it inside me. No more teasing.” She tells you sternly, trying not to beg but you could tell she was on the verge of whimpering for you. As much as you wanted to teaser her a little longer, you did as you were told and your tongue made its way into her warm center. Her thighs quickly tightened around your head as your tongue explored her, you pushed them back apart without thinking of the possible consequences. All she could do was moan at your sudden change in confidence, “That’s a good girl… You feel so fucking good.”

Her hips began to buck against the motions of your tongue and the vibrations of your own moans against her. She pulls up your head, both of you out of breath and her wetness glistening on your chin, “Put that cock to good use for me now, okay? I know you’ll be perfect for mommy.”

You climb up to her lips to kiss her and she licks the juices from your face, before pulling you into a kiss. One of your hands makes its way to her hardened nipple, gently squeezing as you begin to kiss down her chin and neck. You take the other nipple into your mouth as you continue to gently pinch the other between your fingers.

“Baby… Fuck… I want you inside of me so bad…” She lets out in between pornographic moans.

Your tongue flicks her nipple before biting down and she cries out as your teeth graze the sensitive skin. “Fuck me, right now…” she orders, roughly pulling the toy to her cunt. “Put your fucking cock in me now!”

You waste no time and do as you're told, pushing the toy inside of her slowly at first. The moan she lets out once you’re fully inside of her makes your body shiver. You take a moment to get used to the motions, watching her every reaction to your movements, wishing you were actually inside of her and feeling her walls contract around you. You can’t take your eyes off of each other. Even as she squirms underneath you, her eyes stay locked onto yours, glossed over with lust.

She wanted every inch of the toy you were pushing into her eager cunt. “More, darling… I can take it, you can be a little rough with me…” She says breathlessly, chuckling softly, her breasts moving to the rhythm of your thrusts. You want her to cum so badly, you want to please her, so you move your hips harder and faster against her. The sound of your bodies hitting each other gets louder as you continue to push deeper inside her.

“Oh my god… I knew you would be so good at this. Fuck, you feel so good inside me.”

You watch as her beautiful blue eyes roll back into her head and her back arches as you move into a slower rhythm, leaning over and burying your face into her neck. She drags her fingernails down your back and you cry out. “Don’t whine. I didn’t tell you to slow down, pet. You don’t get to stop until I say so.” She sternly growls into your ear. You quickly return to speed, you could never refuse what she asks of you.

“Good. Fucking. Girl. You don’t get to stop until I cum all over your cock, understand?”

“Y-yes, mommy… I won’t stop, I promise…” You manage to say and continue pounding into her. The feeling of the harness pushing against your own clit made it difficult to not orgasm yourself, but you knew you would be punished if you let yourself cum before her. But maybe you wanted to be punished by her… Maybe you wanted her to throw you over her knee and spank you until tears spilled down your cheeks and your ass was completely red. Maybe you wanted her to tie you to the bed and made you watch her fuck herself without letting you touch her. The thought of her disciplining you and absolutely ruining you causes your entire body to quiver.

Then you hear her. She screams out your name as she’s on the verge of orgasming. You never wanted anyone else to say your name ever again, it belonged to her.

You belonged to her.

And you both knew it.

You lean back upright so you can witness her beautiful face as she cums for you. Your hands steady her hips as you keep thrusting as deep as you can into her dripping cunt. Her hands grip the sheets on either side of her as she cries out, screaming endless profanities. You were honestly impressed with yourself that you could make her feel this way with your inexperience. But you had no time to get cocky before you realized her back had arched off of the bed as she reached climax… At last, it had happened so fast and yet it felt like hours.

The cock was pushed out by her contracting walls, causing her to let out a whine when it came out of her. You looked down and saw the soaking mess you made of her and you licked your lips with delight and desire.

She smiles at you and between heavy breaths she says, “I appreciate your enthusiasm, sweetheart, but I do believe it’s time for me to thank you properly.”

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tiktoks-for-tired-tots · 3 months

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are you SICK? so am I.

Master post of ways to make urself not feel like wet laundry:

FIRST -if you have anything similar to a cold or flu PLEASE wear a mask and stay home if you can.

General ickies/ cold and flu and things:

1. Sleep with chest and head propped up on some pillows or blankets. This helps keep your nose clear and let's things drain while you sleep, leaving U waking up feeling better, and overall helping u get better.

2. A hot compress is a good way to loosen everything up and help you sleep. Just pop a cloth under hot water and wring it out. Put it over your eyes/brows/ upper nose area and/or chest.

3. Invest in a sinus rinse. This is just good life advice tbh. Use it as much as you can stand while sick to reduce symptoms and length of infection. Also using it once a day when not sick helps prevent re-infection.

4. On that note, any nasal spray with carageenen will help reduce length of infection and protect you from re infection.

5. Rest whenever you can. Don't power through. A nap is good even if you don't sleep.

6. Gargle. Warm salt water is good, I know it's gross but it's cheap and it works. Also commercial mouthwash containing cetylpyridinium chloride can help a little.

7. Hot honey and lemon is better than lemsip, trust me. Just hot water, a spoon of honey and lemon juice. Ginger works great too.

8. Chewing a spice of ginger. Feels awful but boy will it clear Ur head.

9. If you sleep all day, as you should, try have "day PJs" and "Night PJs" it'll make you feel good to change into something different 10. massaging the lymph nodes on your face can help drain them. A hot compress against any of them, espesh in the neck, can easy a lot of pain.

For stomach issues:

-antacid tablets such as Rennie, and peppermint tea are life savers for stomach cramps and nausea

-Sleeping in foetal position on your left side helps digestion

-boiled lucozade or 7up will help a lot of youre vomiting or need to vomit. Replenishes some sugars, hydrated, and can aid in throwing up.

- hot water bottle, hot compress or heating pad will help so much if you're stomach hurts

- if you have diarrhea, immodium is super useful.

#long post #add more if you have some

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forlorn-crows · 11 months

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I have had the worst day imaginable and I've come to ask I'd you have any mountrain words to spare. Doesn't really matter what it is tbh

🫰🏻

you're getting nasty mountrain because SOMEONE (@miasmaghoul):

decided they would put NASTINESS in my inbox and then proceed to TORTURE ME THE ENTIRE WORKDAY (@askingforthesun TOO) along with NUMEROUS OTHER PEOPLE (@xxwhiskeyxx @idkhowbut-art @divine-misfortune) THAT DECIDED IT WAS MAKE CROW HOT AND BOTHERED W/FANTASIES OF MOUNTAIN DAY.

so HERE. HERE'S YOUR PORN.

"Fuck, look at you, darling, so full of me," Mountain breathes. He looks down at where they’re joined together, flushed folds stretched around the base of his cock, made even more visible with the way Rain has his knees bracketing his ears.

"So full," Rain echoes. He clings to Mountain's shoulders, pulling him closer with what little willpower and executive function he has left. The earth ghoul folds over him, tucking his face into Rain's neck and humming low and pleased. The change in angle makes him keen, whining over the way Mountain's cock drags along his walls and prods at the deepest parts of him with each slow, hard thrust.

"Do you know how good you feel?” The earth ghoul purrs. “How fucking wet you are for me?” As if to punctuate his statement, Rain’s cunt drools slick out at the words, further slicking down the hair on Mountain’s balls and making each of his thrusts squelch deliciously.

Mountain moans, high and breathy. "Fuck, yeah, like that. Santanas like that.” He speeds up his thrusts, really slapping skin against skin. Rain own little cock throbs with it. He whines into Mountain’s neck, mouthing sloppily at the skin behind his ear. The head of his cock drags sinfully and precisely over his g-spot with every thrust, pressure building.

“S’ good,” Rain cries, “shit. Seven. Hells. Moun-tain.” His voice catches each time the earth ghoul fucks into him. He can feel how wet he is now, slick trailing over his hole and dripping onto the sheets below them.

“That’s it, tadpole,” Mountain groans. “That’s it.” He licks a stripe along the delicate fins on Rain’s throat, sliding along gills and velvety flesh. It sends a spike of pleasure straight down his spine, making his eyes roll back.

“Oh fu—” Rain chokes out, bucking against Mountain’s hips. “Fucking touch me, touch my tits, fuck me,” he babbles. His nails dig marks into the earth ghoul’s shoulders as he claws desperately.

Mountain pushes back up, looking down at him with heavy eyes. “Gorgeous,” he breathes before ducking down to suck a pert nipple into his mouth, humming as he rolls it around his tongue. He palms the other, covering it fully and massaging with deft fingers.

“Hn,” Rain groans. He grasps blindly for Mountain’s other hand, grabbing his wrist and shoving it between them down to their groins. He gets the hint and circles Rain’s clit luxuriously slow, matching the motion with his tongue. He rolls his hips simultaneously, and Rain thinks his brain melts out of his ears. He drops his hands and wrings them in the sheets, pressing the back of his head into the mattress as he arches into it all. That pressure in his stomach grows, heat pooling quicker and quicker.

“Mount,” he gasps. “Please, m’ gonna—need you to��oh.”

Mountain pulls off his nipple with a wet pop, giving a light nip to the other before rising up again. “Want me to really fuck you, darling?”

“Yes,” Rain whines.

The earth ghoul chuckles and frames Rain’s hips with his hands, thumbs almost meeting just under his naval. Rain’s legs fall to his waist and wrap around. Mountain presses down, pushing more and more of his weight into his pelvis, delicious pressure that takes Rain’s breath away. Mountain rolls his hips once more and he trembles at the friction.

“More,” he wheezes. The earth ghoul thrusts hard, both ghouls groaning as he hits home.

“Want you to cum for me, wanna feel you throb around my cock,” he rumbles. He thrusts again, balls slapping against Rain’s hole. “Want you to really give it to me.” Thrust, again. “Fuck, want you to squeeze it out of me.” Thrust, again. Getting just as desperate as Rain, now. Thrust.

Rain clenches down, earning a soft moan in return. He can barely keep his eyes open, not with the way Mountain fucks him into the mattress, looms over him and fills him so completely. He returns to that rhythm as before, measured and forceful.

“Yes,” Rain whines. “Yes, Lucifer below, yes.” He can feel his orgasm building, thighs twitching and stomach jumping. But there’s this pressure, something he’s never felt before, lingering just underneath Mountain’s fingertips. It’s a warm, full sensation, the tension in his clit suddenly as taught as the strings on his bass.

“Mount—I, oh, m’ gonna—fuck, wait—”

“Yes, darling, come on.” Mountain shifts his weight and dips his hand down to Rain’s dick once more, stroking it between his fingers in time with his thrusts. The touch and the weight of his hand over his mound sends him over the edge without warning, that full pressure bursting and sending white hot pleasure straight through his core. Fluid gushes over his folds, over Mountain’s fingers, soaks into the bedding. It’s warm and wet and it feels like he’s cumming more than he ever has. Vaguely he registers the slew of curses and whorish sounds streaming from his lips unbidden.

“Hnf, Rain—ha—fuck yes, soak my cock oh Belial,” Mountain cries, fucking him faster. “Fuck, tadpole, you’ve never—oh, so fucking wet.” He runs his shaking fingers through the last trickling drops, hips faltering in their rhythm. The earth ghoul brings the soaked digits to his mouth, moaning as he pushes past his lips and sucks the slick and squirt off of them. A groan rips through him as he buries as deep as he can go into Rain’s cunt, spilling hot and fast inside him. Rain drags him down, sloppily pressing their mouths together and swallowing all the sounds Mountain gives him, letting out his own broken moan at the salty, heady taste of himself on his tongue.

“Rain—I—you—mmm,” he pants, hips twitching as Rain’s cunt milks him for all he’s got. “That was—oh fuck.”

“I don’t know,” Rain chokes out, swallowing so hard his throat clicks. “I’ve never—”

“It’s hot. Fuck that was so fucking hot, Rain.”

Rain buries his face into Mountain’s neck, mumbling something into his sweaty skin.

“Wha–?” He pants, pulling away to look at the water ghoul. Rain bites his lip and looks down between them. He moves his hips ever so, making Mountain groan and grip his shoulders.

“Make me do it again,” Rain whispers.

#now kindly LEAVE ME TO MY ACHING D---#ask #river #miasma #mal #yeah im tagging all you fuckers #the band ghost #ghost fanfic #fanfic #ficlet #mountain ghoul #rain ghoul #transmasc rain #mountrain #the band ghost fanfic #mountain/rain #rain/mountain #no i did not re read this shit no editing hours as always

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joohanisms · 9 months

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xdh + soft intimacy 💭💫

i'm not god's strongest soldier. i need fluff too.

cw: disgustingly sweet fluff, suggestive for jungsu, junhan and jooyeon, biting in jooyeon's, 1 little gross comment in ode's.

gunil

soft slaps on the ass.

drying your hair for you <3333333

getting ready for bed together. just being side by side with him in parallel play fashion while you put on your skincare, brush your teeth, etc.

if he's done sooner than you are, his arms are around your waist and his chin is on your shoulder, just holding onto you while you finish getting ready to finally join him under the covers and cuddle until you fall asleep

wearing soft, comfy pyjamas to bed every night. he might have even got you a matching set :-( or maybe he bought a single set and gave you the shirt so you're literally wearing the same pyjamas :-(

likes to wear said shirt to bed when you're away </3

jungsu

taking showers together !!

it doesn't even have to go the sexual route (although sometimes it does), only washing up and helping each other with gentle touches is more than enough.

would know your favorite shower temperature by heart :-) my loveliest.

would take your shampoo and wash your hair soooo gently, massaging your scalp .. if you have any tangles, he'll take the conditioner and slowly go through them.

but as much as he loves taking care of you, he loves being taken care of.

wash his hair with the fancy hair treatment shampoo, massage his scalp, make sure none of the suds fall too close to his eyes. he melts every time.

when it comes to washing your bodies, this is where the danger is at. sometimes you'll get too touchy for it to be .. sfw .. but! most of the time it's just soooooo tender.

body wash suds everywhere, hands everywhere, the occasional tickle and/or pinch..

also, if he was alone and he missed you for whatever reason, he'd steal your body wash so he can try and curb the longing :-( it never worked.

jiseok

looklooklook. sciency booky boy. if you're in uni he's coming with you to wherever you go to study.

he knows practicing guitar might make you lose your focus, so he likes to read or look into science thingies!!

baby likes being close to you and no matter how different your lifestyles might be, he likes to be included :-)

won't let you overwork yourself though.

if you're in public, he'll gently pull you out of your bubble and suggest you go eat something, take a walk, whatever.

though if you're home, he can be more affectionate. he'll come behind you and massage your scalp, run his hands along your body and go baby, let's rest a little, yeah? i have snacks ready for you!!!

if you end up dozing off beside him on the couch he'll nearly pull a muscle trying to get a blanket without waking you up. you wake up because of the jostling and he's actually a little relieved tbh.

will go c'mon, let's nap in a bed. we don't want your neck to be stiff in class tomorrow :-(

seungmin

i'm so sorry to say this. if you have acne he Will go can i pop it pwease... idk if this is a common couple practice throughout the world but it is where i live . peak levels of intimacy = popping your partner's pimples for the oddly satisfying vibe

loves online shopping with you!!!

you would sit together with a laptop on your laps and go babeee you'd look so good in this !!!!

cocky little bastard he is, he might go you should see me/yourself without it ;-) the only way to make him stop talking or smiling like a fool is to kiss him.

then you often end up saving money because you simply forgot about shopping lmaooo

on a softer note, you'd would window shop through the internet, falling into rabbit holes. when you realise, you're looking into real state in minnesota or baby shoes.

even though those seem funny and really far away, your hearts grow a little warmer <3

hyeongjun

idk personally i love i adore boys that are not afraid to be vulnerable.

okay, when the pair of you were still too fresh, too shaky, jun would be more reserved and think he'd be bothering you.

when the relationship gets established/stable though, he would get clingier, softer, coming to you with his worries, leaving you to pet his hair and reassure him :-(

when taking a nap he'll cuddle up to you, head under your chin and making himself as small as possible, and it's so endearing to see your lanky boyfie trying to be tiny so he can be babied and cooed at .. little does he know you'd do that to him even if he was 3m tall.

now, sex wise: when he feels vulnerable and in need of affection, he might go 🥺 could you. uh. lead tonight 🥺 and he'd be theeeee softest warmest loveliest little sub

jooyeon

holding your titties non sexually when you are alone.

cuddling? boob in hand. napping? head on boob. stressed? free stressball.

they're just really warm and soft :-(

omnomnomnom his love language is biting.

will lovingly bite any body part in reach of his mouth. nips at your neck just to watch goosebumps rise in your arms.

might've bitten you too hard once .. was So apologetic, he never wanted to hurt you :-(

but when the bite would bruise eventually, he would like it a little too much. he won't open this can of worms right now though

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mothdruid · 5 months

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The Physics of Love - Part Four

series masterlist | part two | part three| part five

pairing.

robert ‘bob’ floyd x afab!reader (nickname Nova)

word count.

1.6k

warnings.

this content is meant for those who are 18 and older, 18+ content, mdni, smut, fingering, dry humping, swearing, almost getting caught.

authors note.

i wrote this because i need them to do something. i know that college students are horny (i am one, trust me) so i figured that they would both be a touch too busy but would try to have small moments together that were hot and heavy. tbh, this chapter doesn't have a lot to do with plot, so you could skip it if you didn't want to read smut

The texts between the two of you became more frequent. A lot more frequent. Good morning and goodnight texts were now the start and end to both of your days. You two were spending a lot more time together, time that wasn’t just your tutoring sessions. The two of you made it a habit to get coffee before your morning class on Tuesdays and Thursdays. You had made it a habit of bringing him a snack during his research periods, even though he told you you didn’t have to.

“You didn’t need to do this, Nova,” Bob said, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

You smiled at the nickname, something about the nickname he had started to call you. He only started calling you it out loud after you saw a text from Mickey on his phone pop up. That’s when Bob finally explained that was the code name Mickey gave you. Something about how you were new and exciting, just like a Nova in the night sky.

“Well, I had time in between classes, so I figured I’d stop by and bring you a snack.” It was starting to become apparent that you always had ‘time between classes’ to bring him a snack.

“It’s almost like you like me or something,” Bob joked.

“Nope, not at all,” you joked back.

Bob wrapped an arm around you, giving you a side hug. You wrapped your arms around his midsection lightly, looking at the table all of his research was on. It looked like a foreign language you had taken only one semester of, some of it making sense and some of it not.

“Gross,” you whispered, looking at the papers with a grimace.

“Hey, don’t be mean,” Bob whispered back. He placed the small bag of snacks you brought on the table, covering some of the papers up.

“How much longer do you have?” You asked.

As a grad student Bob didn’t really have specific hours for ‘class’. He didn’t really have an actual ‘class’. Yeah, Professor Coleman would come in and supervise him most of the time, assist him with research and projects. But for the most part Bob was on his own, running theoretical equations and talking with other grad students about their research. It seemed isolating and boring to you. Made you glad you wouldn’t have to do grad school for your degree.

“Maybe an hour or two, I’m waiting for Coleman to stop by and cross check something for me.”

“Ah,” you responded with.

There was a moment of silence before you two looked at each other.

“Do you know when he is going to be here?” You weren’t heavily implying anything, but you were implying something.

“He told me he’d be here at about 3:45.”

The both of you looked up at the clock. 3:15.

With that the two of you were all over each other. Bob had you backed up to the table all of his stuff was on, lips moving feverishly against yours. His hands were on your waist, keeping you pressed tightly against him. Your arms were wrapped around his neck, one hand on the back of his neck while the other rested on his shoulder. The frames of his glasses were pressing against the side of your nose, going slightly askew on his face.

This had been a common theme for the past few weeks. Well, two weeks to be exact. It had been two weeks since your date, and two weeks of never being able to go the whole way. It wasn’t because neither of you wanted to, because you definitely did. It was just proving to be harder than you initially thought. Between your two roommates, and Bob living with Mickey, it felt near impossible. Bob didn’t want your first time to be with someone else present, and neither did you. But the making out and dry humping was starting to get old.

You could feel Bob getting hard through his jeans, making you moan into his mouth. He groaned when he heard your sound, rocking against you a little harder. There was a slew of sounds coming from you, soft and needy. The groans coming from Bob were going straight to your cunt. Lips were moving to your jaw, trailing down to your neck while slotting a leg between yours.

Soft locks threaded through your fingers, which earned you a soft whine when you tugged them. You started grinding onto his thigh, moaning at the pressure you were receiving. One of Bob’s hand moved to your ass for a squeeze. With one hand on your waist and the other on your ass he started guiding you along his thigh. His kisses on your neck stopped, only for him to rest his head against your temple. His hot breath started fanning over your face.

“Ah fuck,” Bob groaned.

His glasses were digging into the peak of your cheekbone. You tugged his hair again and fisted the back of his shirt. You felt the pleasure mounting in your abdomen, urging you to rock against his thigh with more vigor. The way his cock was digging into your hip was helping encourage you. You whimpered his name, which pulled a groan from him.

“I want to fuck you so bad,” Bob said, “feel you around me.”

“Please,” you whimpered.

The two of you knew damn well that this was dangerous, something that should not be tested. Fucking on campus was a one way ticket to trouble. But that was barely on your minds at this point. All Bob could think about was getting you wrapped around him. Feeling your heat consuming him, welcoming him in. Bob craved it so badly, but he knew that now wasn’t the time or place to fuck you for the first time.

Without warning the pressure of Bob’s thigh was gone. His hands moved to your waist and gripped you tight, turning you around to face the table. His hands moved to the front of your jeans, undoing the button. A moan escaped you when his hand slipped down the front of your jeans and panties. He was resting his head on the area behind your ear, every breath and groan being loud and clear to you now.

“This okay?” Bob asked while he slipped two fingers onto your clit.

The circling of your clit was making it hard to speak, your brain focusing only on his motions. You nodded and moaned is response, rolling your hips back against his crotch. Your hands were gripping the table tightly, not wanting to fall if your legs gave out from pleasure. Bob was nestling his face into the side of your head and neck, taking in your scent while covering your in his hot breath.

“I can’t believe you’re mine,” Bob whimpered as he rolled hips hips into your ass.

“All yours,” you whined.

Bob was practically hunched over you now. The weight of his chest pressed into your back, finger working your clit. His lips had latched onto the small spot under your ear lobe, sucking and licking the spot tenderly. Bob kept rutting his hips into your ass, the rhythm more feverish. It was all becoming too much for the both of you.

White hot pleasure washed over you, whines and moans falling from your mouth. Bob’s free hand snapped up to your mouth, muffling the noises that were coming from you. His fingers on your clit didn’t stop, only slowed but continued to work you through your orgasm. You felt Bob’s hips start to stutter against your ass and groan into your skin, signaling one thing.

The two of you slowly stopped your motions, Bob’s fingers and hips stopping. Your palms were flat on the table, trying to keep you standing straight up. These stolen moments between the two of you were some of the best you’d ever had. Honestly, they had slowly crept there way to the top of your college career thus far.

Bob was resting his head against your shoulder, trying to collect himself. He wished dearly the the two of you weren’t in the research lab. The idea of cuddling you in a bed, his or yours, was on the forefront of his mind. Being able to provide all the aftercare you deserved, not just a quick orgasm then rushed collecting of yourselves. He was still reeling slightly from his own orgasm, shocked he had come just from rutting against you.

“Hey,” you whispered. Your rested your head onto his, creating some form of cuddling.

“Hey,” Bob looked up at you with so much love in his heart.

He had never met someone who had captivated him as much as you did. You were truly a nova in his life. New, exciting, and bright. He was more than ready to be the white dwarf to your red super giant. Creating a runaway fusion of love, something that scientists would try to study for years. Wondering the exact make up of it all.

Bob pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, which earned a smile from you. Only a handful of seconds had passed by before you heard the door open. The both of you started to scramble. You quickly faced away from the door, buttoning your jeans quickly. Bob was finger combing his hair and adjusting his glasses, now wondering when he would be able to get to the bathroom to clean himself up.

“I’m going to act like nothing happened, okay?” Professor Coleman stated.

The both of you nodded your head, agreeing with him. With that you excused yourself, wanting to escape the awkward situation quickly. Professor Coleman gave you a smile and wave, telling you he would see you tomorrow in class, which you didn’t really wanted to be reminded about right now. Bob pressed a quickly kiss to your temple, promising that he would text you when he was done.

starboy: I can’t believe that Hondo almost came in.

Nova: you’re telling me! but he probably feels responsible, since he set us up

starboy: Maybe.

starboy: Do you have any plans for Saturday night?

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#bob floyd #robert bob floyd #robert floyd #bob floyd smut #tutor!bob floyd #bob floyd x reader #bob floyd x female reader #bob floyd x afab!reader #bob and nova #the physics of love

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