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bandgie · 5 months

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Reactions To You Pissing During Sex

OT8!SKZ x fem!reader

a/n: this ask got me thinking tbh I can't stop myself.

warnings: MDNI 18+, pissing obvi, crying, some degrading

BANGCHAN! - truthfully he's just too good at fucking you. knows where all your good spots are and hits them with precision. he's gripping you by the waist and bringing you down on his cock. breasts bouncing and your hands clutching onto his wrists. - that warm, beautiful feeling builds, but it feels too intense, a little too familiar in your bladder. panic hits you but it's so hard to talk when all you can is moan and squeal. all you do is shake your head back and forth as a signal, but channie is so used to you doing that when he's in your pussy just right that he pays no mind to it - when you pee, he thinks you're squirting at first. then he sees the consistency, the color, the everything. he pulls out real quick, thinking he's hurt you or its uncomfortable for you. which in fact, is completely wrong! it feels so good to pee mid orgasm, overwhelming actually - the realization gets to you that you literally pissed on your lover, and with the high emotions, you can't stop yourself from crying. soft sobs and apologies tumble from your swollen lips, which makes Chan panic. he's soothing you immediately, telling you it's okay and that it's not a big deal. your tears nearly make him cry, he's such a softie!

"No baby don't cry! It's okay, I promise it's okay, im not mad! We can always take a shower yeah?"

MINHO - has you doggy style, hand reaching around to rub on your clit. his chest is completely on your back, the pressure of everything just feels so good. you're able to warn him, telling Minho that you think you're gonna piss. - thinks you're joking, laughs and slaps your puffy pussy. you keep repeating yourself over and over until it finally happens. hot liquid splashing on his fingers. - he flips you over immediately, looking at your hazy eyes and twitching limbs. you're still peeing as your lay flat on your back, and he's looking at you slightly aroused and slightly shocked -minho is very observant, and he watches your expressions to judge whether or not you're able to continue. you have such a fucked out face, your teeth biting on your lower lips as you look up at him shyly and embarrassed. - he laughs breathlessly, surprised by yours and his excitement about the whole thing. thrusts his cock in you a few times to see how you react. your legs immediately wrap around your waist to bring him closer, and your arch your back for him to hit your favorite spot.

"pissing yourself? how old are you again?"

CHANGBIN - oh he doesn't even notice. all he knows is that your pussy is his favorite and he's drowning in it. when he feels that warm splash on his tummy, he pays no mind to it. just adds to the wetness between your thighs - you're repeating his name over and over, but changbin's sooooo lost he just repeats yours the same way. - it's not until you have to reach up and grip his stomach, pulling to get his attention. thheennn he opens his eyes, and registers your wrecked state. soaked and writhing in pleasure. changbin coos and rubs your thighs, gripping the plushness. - he's so stuck on his headspace, that just mindlessly plays with all your slick on your clit and his stomach. changbin didn't hear you say any safe word, so he takes the green light to keep going. doesn't care if you pee more or not. he just adores those pretty little sounds you make. it's not until you're both laying on the bed, coming down from your highs and back down to earth that he finally realizes you wet yourself

"you peed!?! did you like it? I liked it, can you do that again next time?"

HYUNJIN - he loves everything about you, worships you even. you pee during sex? okay and? is he supposed to care? - ofc he would stop if it bothers you that much, but it's perfectly safe to say he doesn't find it gross in the slightest. it just means he's making you feel so good that you couldn't tell the difference. and he basks in the warmth of your piss, he weirdly finds it intimate - makes you feel better with plush kisses and hushed whispers. telling you that it feels nice and he loves all of you. makes you gush with cum this time, ugh he's such a sweetheart - I feel like he would get cocky about it too during sex. like wow he's that good? he lasts extra long when you pee, just watching your cunt flood with piss onto his stomach is a beautiful sight - kinda opens a door for him. doesn't take long before he's asking to pee on you. both of you are covered in absolute filth at the end, and a shower is much needed

"oh you're such a pretty angel for me. just got a little excited huh?"

HAN - hot. like Hyunjin, hannie just loves you down to the atoms. but peeing? oh he's in love - riding him while his hands play with your tits. your hands are splayed over his tiny waist when you feel the impending orgasm, with a little something else. you don't tell him though, you have a feeling he'd rather find it as a pleasant surprise - imagine his needy expression when he sees you pee all over his stomach. he moans at the sight and bucks his hips up into you. he can feel the liquid travel down his stomach onto the sheets, filling his bellybutton - oh he's beggingggg. for cum? for more piss? for you? who knows. but he's just saying please please please with little uh uh uh's and he's squeezing your breasts soooo hard, he's gonna leave little finger marks - cums real quick after that, but you just keep riding him. there's little splash noises and your knees are soaked from the piss stained covers, but he just looks so fucked out and in pure bliss

"Baby, baby oh fuck yes. More! Make me dirty."

FELIX - doesn't say anything about it, just keeps fucking you. he's not sure if it would embarrass you or anything, so he just waits for you to say something first - but he does really like how it looks. your moans are higher and you can't stop shaking. he swears your pussy is softer, wetter. he gets more vocal too, pushing your thighs up to your chest to fully expose your wet clit to him - ugh watching it squirt out of you onto his pelvis? oh he likes that a lot. rubs your sensitive nub to try and squeeze more out of you. smiles mischievously when you squeal and thrash, as if in warning - felix didn't know he could be this nasty, he enjoys that you're marking your territory in the most animalistically way possible. makes his eyes roll back, deep moans when he finishes inside you

"Fuck, you're so wet. Wanna taste you so bad."

SEUNGMIN - oh he's mean. asshole. you're squirming away from his brutal thrusts, pleading with him. oh but he wants you to. wants to see how mortified you get when you piss all over yourself. gives him a huge power trip - he'll go harder, pin your hands above your head so you can't cover yourself. laughs manically when you finally let go. his beautiful smile twists evilly when you softly sob. he'll hold both your wrists in one hand and use the other to grip your face, forcing you to look up at him - man he just loves that humiliating look on your features. the tears in your eyes, the quivering in your lips. makes your lips pucker open so he could spit in your mouth. if you wanna be nasty, seungmin is sure to leave you filthy - your cries turn into choked moans when he starts fucking into you again. it's too much, emotionally and physically, but you love being a good girl for him. he always makes sure to make it up to you afterwards anyway

"Did you really pee on yourself? You really are just a dumb puppy."

JEONGIN - it's really his fault, you wouldn't have peed if it weren't for his actions. he read on the internet that if you press down on your partner's stomach while you fuck them, it makes their orgasms much more extreme. - yes, but at a cost. your release feels beyond amazing, seeing stars in the midst of it. you dont even recognize yourself going pee because everything just feel so good. head thrown back, back arched, eyes rolled, god you're cumming hard - he's in shock. the article didn't mention anything about this. his thrusts slow, but he was soooo close to his own release that he can't fully stop. plus you seem to having a rather fun time, it would be a terrible idea to pull out - you're clenching on his cock repeatedly, pussy fluttering around his cock from your intense orgasm. your cream mixed with piss is surprisingly a good combination to i.n. - everything just sounds so wet, but you hardly have the mind to care. just that pleasurable thrusting in your walls that hit your deepest part numb your senses. are you cumming again? are you pissing? squirting? doesn't matter, you just don't want him to stop - it's after you're both clean and snuggled that i.n shyly tells you of your accident.

"Your pussy felt so good like that. Is it weird that I liked it?"

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woofwof21 · 1 month

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COZY NIGHTS/CHRIS STURN

hii this feels so weird and it's like my first time here on tumblr so yeah im sweating LMFAO

anyway uhm i hope im not as bad as i think i guess?

warnings?: fluff, hinting at nsfw stuff, got dressed infront of her but nothing more, use of y/n ig

already eight minutes past midnight on a saturday night and im sitting on my boyfriend's soft comforter, his big white pillows supporting my back as my eyes follow haley dunphy's steps into the kitchen on the screen of my phone. the faint noises of water hitting skin and shower floor is to hear through the door of the connected bathroom along with occasional soft, deep throated hums of chris' to some melody in his head aswell as my amused giggles everytime a good joke landed in my series.

after some time the water had stopped and eventually he comes out of the bathroom with a warm grin, already happy to see my face again.

"heyy baby", he whispers to me with a slight rasp in his voice as he leans down to press a kiss on my temple. i shoot him a quick smile before just turning back to my phone, my pastel pink earbuds muffling his words for me not to even notice them.

chris takes his steps over to his closet, letting the white towel fall to the floor in order for him to pull his soft sweatpants over his legs.

"i already told you like a gazillion times, babe, you don't need to use your cute little earbuds when you're in my room!", he retorts with a faint smirk, a little louder this time in order for me to hear, while quickly slipping through the holes of one of his black t-shirts.

i glance back over to him, taking one of them out of my ears as a huge grin forms on my lips, building up to a chuckle. "i like wearing them!! get's the sound closer to my brain!", i explain in defense for myself as another chuckle escapes my lips.

he just continues to grin at me. that cute but also sooo slutty grin, showing all his teeth. one side lifted up wider than the other, making my heart melt and my thighs tighten all at once.

chris walks back over to me, climbing onto his bed right next to me and immediately sliding his arm over my shoulders to pull my closer to his chest and press a kiss onto my temple once again.

he leans his forehead against mine, his lips close to my ear for him to whisper while his thumb rubs circles on my bare shoulder "i also remember telling you to just use my tv if you wanna watch stuff. don't want your pretty little eyes turn into big squares, hmm princess?"

the smirk returns back on his lips as he watches my cheeks turn a shade pinker at his soothing tone and silly partially unaware flirtyness. the furthest i respond is with a loving smile, which he quickly returns as his smirk softens up into a huge grin.

he squeezes me tightly to him, chest against chest, and lays me fully down onto the mattress while growling

"rrrghhh you're so cute baby!"

i stare into his lovestruck eyes, giggling a bit shyly at his affection towards me before just blankly staring.

chris stares back at her for only a few seconds before leaning down to press lots of loving little kisses on my soft cheek causing me to scrunch my face up a little, my eyes squeezing shut while more and more quiet laughs escape my throat.

"okay! okay! stop it chris! stop it!", i exclaim amused while my hands put pressure onto his chest to try and get him to back off.

he does as told and leans away, still gazing into my eyes with his fully blown out pupils and that stupid grin he couldn't hide whenever he was around me "sorry y/n, just really missed you", he mumbles while his fingers graze my forehead when brushing some strands of my hair out of my face.

"in the shower?", i retort with a laugh at his silly affectionate self towards me.

chris can't hold back the faint blush that paints his cheeks from the slight embarrassment i caused him but he brushes it off with a cheeky smirk as he leans back forward towards me and mumbles in a flirtitious tone "you better join next time" before pressing his soft, deep pink lips onto mine.

EEEK i hope no one sees this actually fuck off 🤗

#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo fanfic #fluff #chris sturniolo fluff #y/n #chris sturniolo x reader

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chipsinsalsa · 1 year

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Super excited for your next peeta/josh hutcherson fic! Hoping you can make more for his role of Josh Futturman!! Keep up the amazing work!! 💗

Missing You

Josh Futturman x Fem! Reader

Plot: What happens when you catch your boyfriend doing something he's not supposed to.

A/N: Changed it up a bit last minute and decided to write a Josh Fic based upon those steamy Gifs on here from Futureman! Thank you everyone for the support and interactions once again! I love it! I do apologize if fics come in late I am super busy with work but once summer roles around ill be free as a bird! Let me know if you want more like this :) <3 (sry for any typos)

contains: smut, switch Josh, catching in act,masturbation

It had been 5 long days since you had last been inside you and your boyfriend's apartment.

You had gone to visit your mother who had gotten sick and had no one to take care of her. He couldn't come along as he was too busy working at his job as a Janitor. Which may not have been the best job but ultimately the building he worked for had a greater cause.

But after your aunt flew in to take over, you managed to come back home in one peace.

You knew Josh didn't get home from work until much much later so as soon as you came in you made yourself comfortable, throwing the luggage to the side and plopping yourself on the couch.

As you sat there, you took a deep breath and looked around the apartment. Not much had changed except a few dirty dishes in the sink which you made a mental note to clean up before Josh came home.

So you decided to take a quick shower to freshen up after your long trip.

Once you came out you wrapped a towel around your body making your way to your bedroom to change. But that's when you heard it, the sound of your name being called.

You froze for a moment, unsure if you had really just imagined it or if it was actually real. You listened carefully, but there was no sound. That was until you took another step closer and heard your name again, clear and coming from a voice that sounded almost desperate to call you.

Your heart rate began to increase as you realized it was indeed someone calling your name from the other side.

You wrapped the towel tighter around your body and cautiously made your way toward the source of the sound. Both afraid and curious you slowly opened the door to your bedroom.

That’s when you saw him, your boyfriend sitting on his gaming chair. His eyes closed, face lost in pleasure. You looked down and realized his hand was slowly stroking his cock as he called out for you.

You gasped in shock and quickly backed away from the door, crossing your legs, feeling warmth in your core.

You were shocked he was home and maybe even a little offended that out of everything he could be doing he was pleasuring himself without considering waiting for you. But on the other hand, the sight of him had turned you on, and you couldn’t deny it.

You decided to open the door again.

Josh’s eyes flew open as he saw you, he quickly tried to cover himself up. He looked embarrassed, and you could see the flush in his cheeks.

“I-I I’m sorry,” he said, barely managing the words while looking at you with apologetic eyes. “I didn’t know you were home. I-I thought you were still at your mom’s.” He spoke panting.

“You must have not heard me shower then-” You said as you took in the sight.

“I couldn’t help myself, I-I missed you,” his face now blushing uncontrollably.

You took a step closer to him, letting the towel fall from your body. “You know” you whispered, as you walked over to him climbing onto his lap.

“Now that im here,” You spoke slowly pulling off the blanket he had covered himself with, exposing his throbbing cock.

He whined at the feeling of your hands grasping it. “What did you imagine me doing to you,”

He began to whimper uncontrollably as he bucked his hips into your hand desperate for friction. “I-I fuck,” He gasped unable to speak.

You smirked as you continued to stroke him, enjoying the control you had over him. “Tell me, Josh,” you whispered in his ear. “What do you want me to do to you?”

He moaned loudly, his hands grabbing your hips tightly. “Anything,” he said breathlessly. “Anything you want, just please don’t stop.”

You leaned in closer to him, your lips brushing against his ear as you spoke.

“Anything?” you asked, your voice low and sultry. “You missed me that much?”

He nodded eagerly, his eyes filled with desire. “Yes,” he gasped. “P-Please, dont stop.”

You smiled wickedly as you continued to stroke him, enjoying the way he writhed beneath you. “Then promise me,” you said, still whispering in his ear.. “You won't ever touch yourself again without me.”

Josh’s eyes widened at your demand, but he didn’t hesitate in his response. “I promise, I’ll do anything, just keep going please,” He begged.

You chuckled softly at his desperation, enjoying the control you had over him.

Slowly, you leaned down and captured his lips in a heated kiss, your tongue tangling with his as you continued to stroke him. He moaned into your mouth, his body shaking with pleasure.

As you continued to kiss him, you could feel his hands beginning to roam. His hand moved up to your breast as his thumb rubbed your nipple.

You broke the kiss looking at him with a stern look. "I didn't say you could touch me yet," you spoke firmly, your hand still wrapped around his cock. "You said we could do anything I wanted?"

He looked you up and down his hands hovering over your body. “And you dont want me to touch you?”

As much as you wanted to be dominant you gave so easily into his touch. He brushed his fingers down your stomach making his way to your warmth. You shivered grinding into him. “But your already so wet-” he said teasingly before stopping abruptly. "But I won't keep touching you until you let me-”

“You can-” You spoke now craving him more than ever.

Before you could finish your sentence, Josh's lips crashed onto yours, his hands finally finding their way to your body gripping at your thighs. You couldn't help but moan into his kiss as he explored every inch of you with his hands, driving you crazy with desire.

He picked you up off the chair and onto the bed laying you down.

As he broke the kiss, he looked at you running his hands through your curves. “Now I think it's my turn to get what I want-”

Josh grinned down at you,

"And what is it that you want?" you asked, his hands still roaming your body.

"I want to be inside you," He spoke without hesitating, and he quickly positioned himself between your legs, and slowly began to insert himself into you.

As he slid inside you, you moaned loudly, feeling his hardness filling you up completely. Josh began to thrust in and out of you, his movements becoming more frantic as he got closer to the edge. You wrapped your legs around his waist, urging him on as he picked up the pace, each thrust hitting that spot deep inside you that sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Your hands roamed over his back, scratching at his skin as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. You could feel the tension building inside you, the sensations becoming almost too much to bear.

Josh's hands moved up to your breasts, squeezing and massaging them as he continued to thrust into you with increasing urgency “You dont know how much-” He spoke between thrusts. “I fucking wanted you-”

You couldn't speak your mind lost in ecstasy.

You moaned in response, the pleasure consuming you as Josh's movements became even more frantic.

The sounds of your moans mixed with Josh's groans and the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, creating an intense atmosphere of passion and desire.

As Josh's thrusts became faster and more powerful, you felt yourself approaching the peak of pleasure. Your body shook with ecstasy as you reached the brink of orgasm, and with a final thrust, Josh pushed you over the edge.

You cried out in pleasure as the orgasm washed over you, your body convulsing with waves of pleasure. Josh continued to thrust into you, riding out your orgasm before finally reaching his own release.

With a final moan, he collapsed on top of you, his body slick with sweat.

He turned to you caressing your face as he covered your naked body.

“As long as you dont leave me I promise to keep my hands away-”

#josh hutcherson #josh futturman #jhutch #joshhutcherson #peetamellark #peetasmut #josh hutcherson smut #future man #futureman #peeta x reader #peeta smut #peeta my beloved #peeta supremacy

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haroldthehuckleberry · 1 month

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Step-Son MPreg

CW- mpreg, sex, language, Step-Son X Step-Dad storyline

I always fancied my step-dad since i met him i thought he was hot, hes a classic himbo, hes tall, muscly, blonde and stupid as can be.

I never knew if he was purposefully flirting with me of was just too stupid to understand it was wrong, but it being wrong made me so horny, id often wank off after he’d compare our hand sizes, snuggle up to me or even bend over to empty the dishwasher, anything and everything he did turned me on so hard! he always wore clothes that left nothing to the imagination, short-shorts, crop-tops or no tops! My actual dad loved this about him and it made me so jealous seeing them cuddle and kiss and then one day… my dad went on a business trip. it was now or never.

i came downstairs in my dressing-gown and boxers showing off my abs and mediocre pecs i walked into the living room to my step-dad half asleep on the couch only in his briefs and white running socks, sweating and scratching his perfect body when he saw me he woke up a little and pushed a finger into his underwear suggestively “oh… hey man” he said in a gruff half awake voice “h-hey” i stammered taken aback by how horny he already seemed my cock visibly swelled in my already tight boxers. he glanced down to it quickly and blushed “come here pal i have something to show you” he said gesturing for me to walk over- i follow his orders and sit next to him, he places his hand on the back of my head and pulls me in for a deep long kiss. i rest my hand on his groin and feel his cock twitch and harden through his pants i then slowly kiss his neck, then his chest, then his abs until his beautiful totem-pole of a cock is in-front of my face. i confidently slip it all into my throat in one go and he lets out a little moan.

i suck him off for what feels like an hour before he pulls me up by my armpits and spins me around, he lifts my dressing gown up and squeezes my ass before bending me over the couch as he teases my underwear down making my cock twitch due to the prolonged friction, he then rubs the head of his penis along the outside of my un-used hole while i beg for his cock i then moan loudly as he slides it all in at once. he grabs the hair on the back of my head and holds my cock in the other one of his massive veiny hands his expert technique instantly turns me into a worthless hole only purpose is to please him, after a few hours of fucking and cumming we fall asleep on the couch naked together.

after a few more days of constant fucking, sucking and cumming my real dad comes home and we have to start being discrete, doing it in one of our cars or while hes away or even just quietly under the kitchen table, the closer he is, the hotter we find it.

after months of this i notice a small ball in the centre of my stomach while getting dressed i think nothing of it and carry on and on until its too obvious to hide under baggy clothes, i tell people im just bulking cause i want to build mass, i wanted to believe it but me and my step dad knew it was more.

his cum must be super-human i quickly became the biggest pregnant person id ever seen i stuck to my story but less and less people believed it that was when my dad confronted me “hey buddy!” he said putting his head around my door into my room as i lay weighted down by my planet-belly, “ive noticed that your clearly pregnant” i try to sit up and defend myself but it takes me far to long to even start bending my mid-section “you dont need to deny it i know what it looks like-you where one hell of a baby! anyway i was just wondering who the daddy was and if hes in the picture” i knew he was asking because my other dad was never in the picture “well erm he kind of is” i finally admit rubbing my tight taught skin “its m-my step dad” i say defeated. “no fucking way!” my dad says more surprised than angry he finally steps fully in my room without a shirt on revealing his own pretty-large pregnant belly…

#cw mpreg #mpreg #mpreg belly #mpreg kink #mpregnancy #pregnant man #male pregnancy #mpreg roleplay #mpreg story #male bloating #mpreg caption #tw mpreg #mpregoverdue

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d10nsaint · 10 months

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☆…ready for it? | Miguel O’Hara x black cat! reader

≡☆tags: fem reader, Miggy being sus, Comic stuff goin on but movie Miguel, yk, the norm

≡☆ a/n: I hate Taylor swift but my friend shoved this song down my throat so here I am

≡☆ Leon Kennedy ver ! (coming soon)

The moment that you saw Miguel, you knew something was wrong.

His hand was borderline hot, His eyes were protected by red glasses, and if you squinted, you could see how his eyes were…red. They were practically glowing, and if you stared for a moment longer, you were sure you’d become captured in them.

He opened his mouth a little too wide, and then thats when you were sure. You saw the fangs, sharp and unintentionally seductive.

When you asked around about him, all you found was that he was, essentially, a ghost. When you talked to his brother, he had nothing good to say about him—something about Miguel cheating on his ex and taking his girlfriend. Nothing special.

and if you thought he was the only one with suspicions, you were most definitely wrong.

He knew you were snooping. ‘seems as if he’d slipped up and you saw too much’, he concluded. But there was something about you that was off.How were you able to find so much so efficiently?

But that was the least of his worries.

There’d been a spike in burglaries in Nueva York, and as Spiderman, he had to be the one to fix it. But there was something off about them. The only targets seemed to be rich dickheads—Hell, the person had even stolen from Tyler Stone.

And as soon as you appeared, the robbing started. Of course he was suspicious of you.

Standing atop the rooftop of a building, he catches his breath. Swinging around was really a workout.

“Hiya, Miggy.”

His body tensed up before stiffily turning around and looking at you. A female figure clad in black with white fur, along nothing but a small mask covering your eyes. She was familiar.

“Who are you?”

“You aren’t denying it, Miggy?” You tilted your head to the side and giggled. The name really didnt suit him, but it was better than calling him Mike.

“Stop calling me that.”

“Sorry, I just thought we were close.Although you haven’t talked to me that much…”

“I dont like repeating myself.”

“Well, it wouldn’t be fair if i knew who you were and you didnt know who i was, would it?” You stepped closer to him and traced stars onto his Spider suit. The feeling of your long nails pressed against him left goosebumps on his skin, but he lowered his guard. If you planned to hurt him, you would’ve already.

“Don’t i look familiar? If you don’t know me already, im hurt. I thought I made a good first impression.” Your hand grabbed his and you smiled, recreating the scene from when you first met him.

“The newbie?”

“Hey, not nice.” You let go of his hand and crossed your arms, pouting your lips.

“Why are you doing this?” He leaned back onto the rail, back facing the people down below. Broad shoulders cast a shadow over you, swallowing you in the darkness of his figure. Even though his mask was on, you could make out his expression; A raised eyebrow, with a frown.

“I could ask you the same, Miguel. If you can be a ghost, why can’t I be a phantom?” You tilted your head and smiled, stepping away from him. You moved and stood near the ledge, looking down at the people beneath you, scanning the area.

His eye twitched under his suit as he tried to stop himself from letting out a sigh. Who the hell did you think you were? Strutting around and stealing from people that could kill you. You stole from your boss. The biggest question was, ‘How the hell do you get away with it?’

Before he could turn around and say anything, you spoke first.

“Sorry to cut this short, darling, but I think I should get going.” You stood on the ledge, ready to jump.

“See you around.”

tagging (I dont have a taglist, but you guys seemed to like Black cat! reader!!) : @monoeve @rubyredish

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romanarose · 2 months

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Hungry Hearts

Santiago Garcia x fem!reader x William Miller

Masterlist : Tripe Frontier Masterist

Summary: You and Santi invite Will into your marital bed.

Warnings: PIV sex, blowjobs, oral, anal, anal fingering, ass to mouth, dom!Santi dom!Will, double penetration, aftercare <3

A/N: This is a commission for my dear @charethcutestory02 !!! Im so sorry it took 5ever bc writers block! But theres 900 extra words bc I was possesed halfway through lmfaoooo.

A/N 2: Can take place in the Awakening Universe. This is TF orgy series with FIshBen, IronPope, and reader getting railed by all 4 guys. Can take place after Caffeine (the ironpope chapter). IM TRYING O GET THE LAST CHAPTER OUT OKAY ITS HARD WRITNG 5 BODIES AND THEY ARE ALL BISEXUAL

Everything was a blur at this point, nothing but pleasure between your legs.

Santiago and Will were knelt at the end of the bed, your legs spread and slung over either of their shoulders as they licked into you, tongues intertwining, sloppy and wet. The focus was on you, bringing you to orgasm again and again until you were sobbing, but the pair never missed an opportunity to kiss each other if they could help it. Right now, Will was sucking your pussy lips and clit, stimulating you while Santi tongue-fucked your asshole. Everything was building, on the verge of another orgasm, the third of the night so far just on their mouths and fingers.

“Wi- Will… WILL!” You entangle your fingers in his hair, tugging on the soft blonde tufts, pulling him closer into you as your orgasm crested, sweat prickling at your hairline as your breathing becomes ragged. Their mouths and fingers don’t stop, Santi’s digits squeeze deeply into the flesh of your thighs. It all stills over, cuming on their face and riding out your orgasm by bucking against them.

You let go of Will’s hair, falling back onto the bed with a final sigh, feeling blissed out, but as the orgasm faded away you rub your legs together.

You can hear Santiago chuckle. “I think your wife is still feeling awfully needy, Will…” He caresses your thigh, kissing your stomach as he makes his way around your body.

Santi appears from between your legs, popping his head up and over the bed with a big dopey smile on his face that glistened with your slick.

“Don’t I know it, little minx is just insatiable.” Santi kissed your puffy, wet pussy, making your sensitive body shudder. “That’s why you’re here, I can’t keep her satisfied all by myself.”

Well, that wasn’t true. You were constantly horny, but Santi did a great job of satisfying you. Will was here because you were a whore and Santi’s wanted to fuck his friend for 2 decades. Santiago wouldn’t be getting filled tonight, no, he just wanted to explore, and explore he is.

Will’s body laid sculpted next to you, built like a Greek god, beautiful and strong. He reminded you of Apollo. He pulled you close, kissing you tenderly as Santiago stood up, taking his cock in his fist tapping the tip of it on your clit.

“Keep kissing her, Will…” Santiago spoke, sliding the tip up and down your slick folds. “Keep touching my wife’s pretty body for me…”

You whimper into Will’s mouth, relishing his taste, his sweet kisses, his masculine presence. You could still taste your cum when you swiped over his lips.

Santiago was your husband, your rock, your best friend, your everything. Nothing could compare to what you felt for him, and the way he treated you was remarkable. Never in your life had you met someone who fucked you so thuroughly and held you so gently. He was dominant, but not in the way that he controlled you. Rather, it was how he controlled things for you.

Santi orders your food not because he was making choices on what or how much you should eat, but that he knew what you liked.

Santi holds the door, not because you can’t, but that he doesn’t want you to bother.

When Santi walks on a sidewalk with him, he doesn’t walk on the side closest to the road it’s not because he doesn’t think you can handle yourself, it’s because he values your safety above his.

And when he thrusts into you like he is now, when he slams his cock inside you for the first time today, when he pounds you relentlessly, hips slamming so hard you wake up bruised, it’s not because he’s angry or wants to hurt you. It’s because he knows you can take it. It’s because he knows you want it.

“S-Santi…” You pant, hand desperately trying to find purchase, stability, something to hold onto, landing on Will’s sticky back. As Santiago fucked you, Will sucked and pawed at your tits. Will was a tit man, through and through. Ever the giver, he played with your clit, rubbing you in time to Santiago’s tempo and making each thrust a burst of delight.

“Come for me, princess. Come on your handsome husband’s cock…” Will took a nipple in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud. Hol y fuck, his mouth.

“I– I dunno if I can …” you pant, breathless and sweaty. “I’ve cum so many times…”

“Aht, aht, aht,” Santiago slaps your thigh hard enough to make you yelp. “Little slut rubbing her legs together, begging to get fill, now she can’t take it? Mm mm mm… what are we gonna do with her, Will?” He muses.

Will let go of your breast, giving one more lick over the hardened peak. “I think, since she wants cock so much, we should give her more…”

“You want that, baby?” Santiago asks, a little bit mocking but also double checking if you were still okay being shared. “Wanna get your tight little holes stuffed?”

“Yes” You choke out a sob. “Yes, pleasepleaseplease-” You begging is cut off, Will grabbing your face and pulling you into a searing kiss.

“Don’t you worry ‘bout a thing, princess.”

Santi pulls out of you, and before you have a chance to say anything, Will’s strong arm wraps around you, pulling you with him as he rolls onto his back. Suddenly you were lying on top of Will's broad, firm body. He was all muscle, but to you it felt like home.

Will notched himself at your entrance, his cock thick and long and intimidating. “Take my cock, baby. You’re such a slut for it, you take it.”

Whimpering, tears of pleasure burning behind your eyes, you sink yourself down on him, the stretch incredible even after Santi. Apparently, you were taking too long. Santi kneels behind you, hands on your hips, pulling you down but still gentle.

“Theeeeere you go, pretty girl… Just like that… take his dick inside you… so good… so good.”

Will moans in your ear, echoing Santi. “So good…”

One of Santi’s hands moved from your hip to Will’s thigh, caressing the man, giving him a squeeze. “Take his dick, baby… there you go, oooh so good.”

With Will fully stuffed inside you, you didn’t think it was possible to feel more full, until Santi put two fingers inside your ass.

“Ooooh…” You sigh out, going nearly limp on Will’s body. Santi had scissored you open pretty well while he and Will were going down on you, and you knew he was going to put his dick in your ass but was just making sure you were open and wet enough with lube. Still, you were growing impatient. You needed to be fucked, now.

“Santi…” You cry. “Please, I can take it…” But Santiago gives you a light swat.

“Behave, baby.”

But you didn’t want to. You wanted to be fucked, you wanted to be filled, you wanted to be so full of dick you couldn’t see straight. You wanted to be ravaged until you passed out. So you begin moving your body up and down Will’s dick.

SMACK!

Santi’s hand cracks down on your ass, making you cry in pain.

Will clapped both of his hands over your ass, stinging even more. “I think he told you to behave, princess? Didn’t he?” His voice was low and deep in your ear, dripping like honey. “You need to behave.” Will grips your hips, keeping you still.

Leaning over, Santi licked a stripe from your pussy to your asshole. “I think she’s ready, Ironhead.”

You were, oh god you were… Santiago slides inside your asshole with ease, the lube and his thorough work opening you up making it not painful. It was, however, a stretch, stuffing you full of big cocks in both holes. All that existed was Santi or Will, nothing more, nothing less. Santi began slowly, groaning out loud as he fucked into your tight hole, stretching you over and over again as he folded over your body. You cling to Will for stability, Santi sandwiching you between your husband and your lover as they fucked inside you.

“So… fucking… tight…” Santi grunted in your ear between thrusts, his breath hot against your burning skin as he slap, slap, slapped his hips against yours. Will was slow and steady, a contrast to the quick and erratic of Santiago, a perfect semblance of their individual natures. Santi’s chest, bare and soft, pressed against your back, his face over your shoulder and kissing your cheek as Will explored your mouth. Lips and skin and mouths and spit blurred together, and Santi and Will’s mouths intertwined. For 20 years they longed for each other, desired each other's taste and feel but could never explore.

You were loved, you were adored, and you were in ecstasy watching your husband kiss his friend. Likewise, you’d secretly desired Will. Nothing could lessen your love for Santi, nothing in the entire world could do that, but Santi wasn’t the jealous sort. He liked having the hot wife. The sexual tension and desire between the three of you had been palpable, bursting in the bedroom together when it all culminated, unable to be held back anymore. There was no one Santi trusted with you more than Will, and no one you trusted more with Santi. His safety was your priority too.

“Santi… love you…” You whimper and whine, reaching back to find his hand. He gave you a squeeze, reassuring you.

“Such a good girl, bebita…” Santi licks a strip up your neck.

Will locks eyes with Santiago, reaching up to grab his face and turn him to himself. “Can you feel me, Pope?” Will thrusts with extra power to deliver his point home. “Can you feel my cock stretching your wife open?” Only a thin layer of skin separated them, and they could feel each other move inside you. You shutter at the thought, the idea that their cocks were stimulating each other they did you.

Santi kisses your sweaty face, gently rubbing your shoulder so you never feel forgotten. His quiet reassurance as he spoke to his captain.

“I can feel every goddamn vein in your dick” Thrust. “I can feel every time your cock kisses her womb” Thrust. “And I can fucking smell ho wet this sweet little whore is for us.”

Will moans into Santi’s mouth, and you can feel him throb inside you and fuck, you’re just about ready to cum when-

“Up.” Will smacks Santi’s ass and yours, making both of you roll off him. Santi never lets up touching you, his hands groping your tits, stomach, ass, thighs, all while his hungry fights to have any part of you inside it. Will chuckles at the sight. “Seems like your husband has a bit of an oral fixation” Did he ever. “I think we can help that. You ready to listen, princess?”

You were, for Will, you’d be so good, so fucking good. “Y-yeah, I will-”

Kneeling at the bed, he stroked his cock, slow and tantalizing. “Say, ‘yes captain’”

As Santi suckles on your breast, rubbing circles around your clit, you watch Will jack off, powerful and imposing before you. Your eyes roll back into your head, cumming hard, your cunt pulsing around nothing but the ghost of dicks past. You moan your reply, “Yes… captain��”

When you come down from your high, you’re manhandled into place, Santi moving you per Will’s instructions towards the edge on the bed, on your stomach. Santi re-entered you from behind, his warm body covering you when you shiver. Will stood in front of you both touching himself. He was incredible to look at, both you and Santi’s eyes on him despite Santi’s mouth on your neck.

6’2, firm, toned muscles but nothing outrageous. Blue eyes that were out of this world, bluer than the ocean and short, golden hair. His physical appearance was one thing, his kind hearted and caring nature was another, but christ, it’s the way he carried himself. Confident, self-assured, put together, pride in his appearance, his job, his service. Will didn’t stutter or second guess himself, he didn’t feel the need to put anyone down or own a giant, jacked-up, loud ass pick-up truck to make a point. Will was the first of the 5 of them to seek therapy after an ill-fated grocery store trip lead to his fiance walking out. He recognized he was in the wrong and got help, never wanting to put another woman he loved in the situation of having to jump on his back to stop him from killing someone. He was a better man for it, well-adjusted. His patience, his confidence, his big heart and bigger dick made him an excellent lover.

The fact he was hot as hell was a bonus.

Will fucked your mouth, careful not to hurt you but knowing what you can take, he claimed you while Santi fucked fuck behind. This position had Santi getting so fucking deep in your cunt, you didn’t know which way was up. Will caught Santi staring.

“You want a turn, Pope?”

“Fuck yes”

It was difficult from your angle to watch what was happening but there was no way you were missing this, so you strained your neck. Santiago took him like a gay pornstar, Will’s cock sliding down his throat like it was nothing at all. He looked magnificent. Santi next stopped fucking your, throating Will’s throbbing member like he was made for it. Occasionally he gagged, the sound making your pussy clench around him. When he realized how much you like the sound, he didn’t hold back, gagging and moaning and drooling until his spit was dripping onto you.

Will pulled out and thrust back into you, grabbing you hair and fucking your throat like a pussy.

“Fuck yeah, princess, choke on my cock, bet your husband can feel every time you gag.”

Santi confirmed this. “Little pussy clamps down so hard.”

Will alternated between yours and Santi’s mouths. When it was you, he throat fucked you, Santi liking to wrap a hand around your throat, squeezing lightly. It was dominance, it was power, it was showing your place. Your place was being loved by them. When he slid inside Santi, there was the clear reality that yes, Will was in charge, but it was far more mutual. Two men who had saved each other’s lives countless times now bringing each other sexual pleasure, now pleasuring a beautiful woman. It was how it was always meant to be.

Santi is almost there, you can always tell, his heavy balls slapping against you drawing up, his thrusts more erratic and unmeasured. You were going to cum too, and you wanted Will to cum with you both. You wanted it all together.

So when Will left your mouth with a ‘pop’ and fucked into Santi, you twist yourself around to suck his balls. Santi takes the lead on sucking dick so Will didn’t have to move, making it easier for you.

“Oh fuck yeah, princess…. FUCK! You both feel so goddamn good, SHIT!” He bellows about you, Santi’s cock fucking deep inside your body. “Suck my fucking cock and balls, yeah, just like that, gonna cum, gonna fuck’n come in your mouth Santi. You want that? You wanna go run to Frankie and tell him how you swallowed my cum while you filled up your wife?”

Santi nodded, both him and you delirious at the nearing orgasm. He squeezed your throat, fucking you harder and hard as your combined spit droolled all over your wet faces. You cum one final orgasm, mouth letting god of Will’s pulsing balls as he cums in Santi’s throat, collapsing weakly onto the bed. Will growls with his release, fucking him cum into Santi as he sputtering, coughing up the salty white as Will praises you both. Santi cums last, a loud moan filling the now quieting room, wailing out his final release and pounding into you, pressing your face down into the bed. Santi’s last sounds almost echo in the room, hanging there as you lay exhausted on the bed. Fuck, you were satisfied.

Santi’s weight was heavy on you like a weighted blanket, and you grumbled when he got off with a content sigh, falling on his back laughing. It was always a stellar fuck if Santi was laughing.

You mumble something, but don’t even make a real attempt at a request. You’re too tired to even move your dry, stretched lips.

“What’s that, princess?” Will asks, brushing hair out of your face.

Thankfully, Santi responds for you. “The vaseline on the bedside table. Her lips get dry.”

“Ah.” Will grabs up, rubbing a generous amount of your lips as Santi gets up. They both clean you up and help dress your limp body on warm pjs. You have Santi lay down on his stomach, and ask Will to please rub the magnesium oil on his neck and upper back where his spinal scar is. Santi sometimes gets sore after very enthusiastic sessions, while you lay beside your husband, cuddling him. You pull Will in between you both and scratch and massage his scalp, Santi thanking him for helping make this happen.

You all take care of each other.

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IS THERE SOMEONE ELSE | Rafe Cameron

WARNINGS: +18 smut, dominance, manipulation, cheating, fire, etc..

SUMMARY: the reader suspects rafe is a cheater and he wants her to trust him

A/N: this is my first story and english isn’t my first language so be polite. if there’s any mistake, i will gladly welcome any advice or help, enjoy♡

When I finally heard the keys in the door, it was my cue to fill myself with more frustration. It's currently 3AM, and like every week before, he's late.

He tells me not to worry and that it's just his father's company, which is having a lot of problems. Since Rafe is the boss, he is more distant, but he excuses himself by saying that he is the only one who can carry the Cameron name further.

I could understand it, until today.

"Honey? Why are you still up?"

I couldn't look into his eyes without feeling flames in them.

I get up from the sofa, trying to contain my anger and the tears that were about to flow down my cheeks.

He approaches me to try to kiss me, he always does it when he arrives. My first reflex was to pull him away.

"What's going on, love?"

He tries to get closer to me and grabs me by my arm.

"Don't... Don't call me that" tears get the best of me and finally fall.

“Y/N…”

"Late again, third week in a row" he lets go of my arm and sighs in frustration.

"Oh god… fuck off” he rolls his eyes. “We've had this conversation hundreds of times, Y/N”

Rafe takes off his jacket and walks across the room with his hands on his head. “I'm really trying… and you're not helping anything. Can't you see? I keep trying to recover from everything that happened…”

“Where have you been today?” He gives me a puzzled look as if it's not “obvious” where he's been.

"Are you really asking that?" he scoffs.

"Have you heard me?”

I can see him licking his cut lips, the smell of alcohol keeps coming even though he is a few meters from me.

"At the office…"

Before he could finish, I interrupted.

"You’re lying"

Confusion brushes his face and I can feel his chest tighten. "I don’t have time for this"

"Of course you don't have time... You never have time for me."

Rafe rolls his eyes and goes to pour himself a shot of whiskey, which was sitting on top of the fireplace.

He always does this when we argue. He always drinks when he is around me.

"You know what Rafe? I was... I was in your office at dinner time."

I watch him drop the bottle with a bang, and that makes me jump a little.

I watch as he straightens his back and his neck before grabbing the bottle again and drinking directly from it, setting the glass aside.

"Your receptionist said you weren't there, that you had left an hour ago"

Rafe takes a long sip and slowly turns to face me, leaning against the side of the fireplace.

"Stop being stupid, if it was dinner time, it was clear that I would not be there"

“She also said that you left the building with your secretary”

He scoffs, "She had to have dinner too, didn't she?"

I feel my cheeks heat up and he just looks at me as he laughs.

I feel my anxiety starting to consume me. My lungs are starved of oxygen and my throat is parched.

My legs, like my hands are shaking. I stagger over to the couch to sit down.

Rafe walks over to me, leaving the bottle on the table. I can see his concern, but it doesn't calm me down at all.

He kneels in front of me with his hands on my thighs.

"Please…" I sobbed. “…Stop doing this to me”

"I'm not doing anything, babe."

"You are! I'm so fucking tired of this! You don't understand that I miss you?!”

Rafe rests his head against my knee before kissing me on it. “You have… you have to understand my situation”

"Im trying Rafe, I really do"

Rafe gets up to sit next to me on the couch. His perfect blue eyes are watery, just like mine. His cheeks glow a bright red, and the air feels thick.

He grabs my hands and places his on my lap. The cold of mine, freezes his expression.

He pulls his phone out of his pocket and places it on my hand.

"I want you to trust me"

"But…"

"Do it"

His lock screen is a pic of us on our first date. That makes tears come out of my eyes again. I feel the warmth of his hands as he cups my face to wipe away my tears.

“I trust you and you have to trust me Y/N… P-Please.” My lip quivers as I give him a slight nod.

I close my eyes as he kisses my forehead for a while. He pulls away and points to his phone.

My hands tremble. I want to trust him, but it doesn't mean that I'm not afraid. In the same way, I unlock the phone.

His hands have not stopped caressing my thighs, trying to calm my anxiety.

After a while of looking at his conversations, his photos, his social media… Nothing. There is nothing.

In his photos, he has folders with me, it is the only thing that can be highlighted. Some unimportant conversations with Kelce, with Topper, a missed call from Sarah, things about his company... but nothing more.

I hand the phone back to him as he gives me an honest look. "Now... do you trust me?"

My first response was to hug him tightly, until I couldn't feel my lungs, I just wanted to feel him.

“I'm sorry…” I feel so stupid.

His hands move up the fabric of my pajama top from behind, letting a shiver run down my spine. With his fingers, he runs up and down my back, following the same continuous pattern.

He places kisses on my head as he feels me sob. "That's it love, it's alright"

"I'm so sorry I didn't trust you... I-I thought that... you and your secr…"

Before I could finish, he breaks away from me and grabs my cheeks with his hands.

"Stop"

"I'm sorry"

“And stop saying sorry. I love you, more than anyone, you know it perfectly. And… and I don't want you to doubt it again. Never"

"I love you so much Rafe"

He crash our lips. The kiss is full of passion, with a noticeable taste of whiskey.

His hands are everywhere, all the way to my thighs, and he lifts me up onto his lap. I can feel both of our breaths quickening, and the kiss becomes deeper and more powerful, as if Rafe is starving for me.

One of his hands goes up to grab my neck and the other massages my ass, until he slaps me hard on it, making me jump and start grinding on him.

“Shit, Rafe…”

"Go on"

My hips grind against his lap, trying to get some friction. His hands move up to my breasts massaging them. He breaks the kiss to rip my top off.

He watches my breasts sway as I continue to move against him. “So fucking pretty”

He begins to give wet kisses to one of my breasts, continuing to massage the other. He takes my nipple between his teeth and I whimper in pleasure as I writhe on top of him. That makes one of his hands go to my hip to keep me in tune with how I was moving my hips earlier, grinding me into him.

He continues sucking on my breasts hungrily for them, my neck stretches up as my eyes roll back, and that gives him the opportunity to travel his lips down my neck leaving purple and red all over my exposed flesh.

But I want more, I need more.

“Rafe… p-please…” I cry.

"Hurts?"

“Mhm…” I hum.

"Tell me Y/N, where does it hurt?" he teases with that mischievous smile that always makes me melt over him.

"Below"

"Below?" he mocks. "where? here?"

He cups my intimacy with his hand while he looks deep into my eyes. "Please.."

"I've heard that before, be a big girl and tell me what you need."

He massages my clit over my shorts and I can see in his eyes that he has noticed how wet I am.

"You"

"Me?"

“Please..” i yelped as he lifted me over his shoulder, heading to our room.

He throws me down on the bed and quickly takes off my shorts, tossing them somewhere on the floor. "No panties" he bites his lower lip as he watches how wet I am.

"Always so wet for me, right?"

He slowly undresses his clothes, very slowly. I flinch as the metal of his belt brushes against my thigh. He likes to play with me, to see me suffer, and I love that he does it.

He continues passing the metal all over my body, until he drops it on the ground. He gets rid of the rest of his clothes and lunges at me like a predator hunting his prey.

I felt his hard erection in my hot center, so I tried to raise my hips to make more contact. Rafe kisses me hard as we both moan into each other's mouths.

“I want to keep watching you suffer, but I am so desperate to be inside you…”

And without warning, I feel a strong push inside of me. “Fuck Y/N… always so tight”

My walls pulses around him, and without any warning, he starts enters in me, hard. His thrusts are fast but hard. My hands clench to him tightly, my breath thick and my moans are loud.

Rafe bends my knees up to his shoulders. This position makes him feel it even more deeply.

"Do you like it? Feeling it so deep in you…” His fingers hook into my neck and he squeezes hard. “…Can your little pussy take me?”

My moans are louder cause of his dirty talk.

One last push until he flips me over. He enters me again, but this time harder. I scream and cry clutching the sheets under me.

"Rafe, shit!"

"That's it, baby."

He grabs both of my hands and holds them behind my back, supporting me only on my chest, until he pulls me further, and the only balance I maintain is on my knees. His thrusts are stronger and his hips ache against mine, but I don't want him to stop.

He grabs my neck to bring my back to his chest, and I feel both heartbeats pumping, as if we were one. One of my hands travels to the nape of his neck, and I tug hard on his hair. I tilt my head to the side and kiss him hard. While with his left he grabs my neck, and the other one goes down to my clit.

"Come on love, give it to me" he breaks the kiss between breaths.

He massages my clit but without letting go of his thrusts, I feel my orgasm approaching closer, while Rafe contracts against me.

"Rafe... I'm going to..."

“I know…”

His thrusts are stronger until I feel my euphoria consume me, and my orgasm arrive. We both do it at the same time, and our fluids come together inside me. Luckily I'm on the pill.

Rafe drops me onto the soft mattress and he falls on top of me.

We both calm our breaths, until he breaks the silence.

"Promise me you won't doubt me again."

"I promise"

[…]

Few hours pass, after cleaning ourselves and snuggling, I feel a sharp pain in my throat that makes me get up for a glass of water.

The cold of the room collides with my bare skin. It's not dawn yet, so it should be 6AM.

With my glass of water, I stop, leaning against the counter, until I hear a noise in Rafe's jacket.

Confusion brushes my face, as his phone is on the table next to the tv.

I reach for the jacket and rummage through the pockets. I gasp when the first thing I pull out… is another phone.

“Please… no, no, no…”

It's similar to the one he left me last night, but this one doesn't have us as wallpaper. It's just a certain lock screen of the phone itself.

I try to unlock him using various significant dates for him. But nothing.

The only one I didn't put was… bingo.

Wheezie's birthday.

The blood stops running through my body when the most recent notification is from his secretary. A pic, to be exact.

"Promise me you won't doubt me again"

I tried to convince myself that it will be something related to the company, but disappointment does not take long to appear.

Indeed, it was a nude.

I review the conversation and it was all…sexting.

I keep checking the conversations on this phone and they were all with girls, all of them.

I don't feel sadness or pain.

Instead, I feel rage and anger.

I decide not to look anymore and start to gather some of my things trying not to make noise.

I take a last look at what it was, my bed, and I see how Rafe sleeps peacefully.

Lot of angel sculpture for the devil that lives inside.

I take my things out of the apartment, and before I close the door, something, maybe kind of psychotic, crosses my mind.

I go back inside and thank his brain for not downing the entire bottle of whiskey. I start spreading it all over the floor, until everything is drenched in alcohol.

I open a cabinet and take out some matches. I light a few at a time, and throw them on the floor.

I go down to the outer parking lot, where my car was located and as I pull away, I watch up as my apartment and my love, go up in flames.

♡

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trcpicoz · 7 months

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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐦

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author’s note: this was a little rushed but i hope y’all enjoy it, there’s a little bit of shy and reserved ruben in here🤍

warnings: smut 18+

working in the football world was fun but one thing that bothered you was the constant moving. you had gotten a job offer from manchester city to work as their social media manager. this was something you were excited for however, you weren’t excited to move and have to deal with the task of making new friends and building a new life in manchester.

on the first day of the job you were tasked with directing a campaign for the men’s first team which you were nervous about because of the man that would be there, ruben dias. you had seen ruben on the tv before and fancied him but you never thought you’d meet him let alone be together. the second you walked into the room you both caught each other’s eyes. “oh you like her, don’t ya?” said john playfully shoving ruben and egging him on to talk to you. “she’s beautiful don’t get me wrong but i don’t think i’d have a chance plus i don’t think we should be…ya know…” ruben scratched the back of his neck nervously “what, fucking your colleagues?” said erling laughing at how red ruben’s face had gotten. you were two introverts that were meant for each other but you didn’t know if he would ever make a move.

just two weeks later ruben finally built up the courage to introduce himself "hi my name is ruben, i'm a defender on the team and i just wanted to introduce myself since you're new here." he shook your hand, you both being nervous barely being able to hold eye contact "im y/n, it's nice to meet you ruben. the other players haven't said a word to me i was worried they didn't like me" your head bowed down with a look of sadness "that's a shame, i certainly don't dislike you, you seem really sweet and by the way i noticed you have an accent where are you from?"

"i'm from america but i moved to london for work and then i moved here. it's my first time in manchester, i've been in england for a while but i never ventured out to other cities" ruben’s eyes locked on your face as you struggled to even look at him "well i could take you out around the city-NOT LIKE A DATE, i mean i'm not opposed to a date necessarily but-" he stumbles over his words scared he's going to say the wrong thing and make you uncomfortable "ruben that sounds nice i would love a tour of the city" he shrugged his shoulders and sighed out of relief blushing knowing that the two of you got to spend some time alone.

as ruben walked you around he was nervous to get close to you. he walked with his hands in his pockets head down barely being able to keep eye contact because of how nervous he felt. it started to get dark out and you got scared because you haven’t been to manchester before and this was a completely new environment to you. scared and nervous you grabbed ruben’s arm and pulled your self close to him so you could feel safe. “are you okay?” ruben looked at your worried face “yeah i’m okay i- i just-” ruben stopped and held your hands “it’s okay, you’re with me i won’t let anything happen to you” you felt so safe with him, you kissed him on the cheek to show your gratitude for how much he wanted to protect you. ruben stepped back with a face as red as a strawberry, he fell in love. he smiled at you with dough eyes “do you want to go back to my place and watch a movie?”

you walk into his apartment and take off your jacket so you can sit on his couch. ruben joined you sitting on the opposite side to avoid any contact. as the night went on you both could feel the tension in the air, it was so thick you could cut it. “y/n are you cold?” “yeah actually i am can i get a-” ruben interrupted you “come here, i’ll warm you up” you got closer to ruben and he held you in his arms while you rested you head on his toned bare chest that was exposed from his button up shirt. you grabbed his face initiating a passionate kiss, your tongues danced and you swallowed each other’s whimpers. “we need to stop this” you said pulling yourself off of his soft lips. “we can’t be together, at least not like this. maybe we should take some time away from each other outside of work” ruben looked at you upset because he knew you liked him and he knew he like you but he understood the complications of fucking his colleague. “it’s okay i understand, i’ll drive you home” you arrive to your apartment and as you walk in ruben yanks your arm to pull you into his torso using all of strength grabbing your waist to keep you still in front of him, he kisses you. “i love you y/n” you held back your tears “i love you too”.

months had gon by since you talked to ruben in private. you both wanted to just say fuck it and be together but you were both too afraid to pick up the phone until one night ruben texted you. “hey y/n, i know you probably hate me for not reaching out sooner but i miss you so so so so much and i want to be with you, please text me back” you tested up reading his message and responded “ruben come over i need to see your face”

ruben arrived at your apartment with flowers blushing with excitement “i missed you so much i’ve been thinking about you for the longest” he said caressing your cheek. “i missed you too baby”. ruben picked you up and carried you to your bed where he undressed you and himself “are you sure you want to do this?” says ruben “i’m sure”. he climbed on top of you and inserted himself inside your pussy slowly stroking himself in and out while you whimpered trying to adjust to his thickness. the room was filled with noises of your wetness and orgasmic moans. “do you like this” ruben said as started to rub your clit “yes baby right there it’s so fucking good” you gripped the sheets getting closer to release until he came inside of you and you came at the same time.

“so much for professionalism” he held you in his arms kissing your forehead.

for @moodkvller & @anifffff my favorite ruben fans🤍🪽

#footballer x reader #ruben dias #ruben dias x reader #footballer smut #footballer x y/n #footballer x you #ruben dias imagine #ruben dias x y/n #ruben dias fluff #ruben dias x you #ruben dias smut #footballer imagine #footballer fic #footballer fluff

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thoughtsforsoob · 2 months

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Hiii!I hope that you're doing well!

Can you please write smth about Soobin taking care of you on your period + cuddles at the end?

He looks so soft and cuddly.I just want to squish him so badly.I just want him to hug me to sleep when I am dying due to cramps.

Have a nice day/night<3

a/n: hello anon! thank you for sending this request! im sorry it has taken me so long to get to you but here you go! please enjoy and as always, inbox is open!

soobie is always serious when it comes to your periods. he goes out of his way to make sure you're comfortable and have everything you want and need. he hates when you get embaressed to ask him for things like pads or even snakcs that you're craving because he wants you to feel comfrtable with him. he gives you a pouts when you hesitate to ask him for something and he finally makes you cave and ask for said thing. anyways...

last night, the two of you had a sleep over. soobin had came straight to you apartment after his schedules and you two spent some much needed time together. you watch movies, did face masks, made popcorn and cookies. all the goos stuff you two loved doing together. everything was fine and dandy until the next moring...

you had woken up before soobin and immediately, you knew something was off. your eyes go wide when you realize what's just happened to you. you pull up the blankets and discover evidence your suspicion. there was a small stain of blood on the sheets surrounding your lower half. you started to panic, hoping soobin wouldn't wake up and see the mess you've made. you were thinking he would be disgusted but in the back of your mind, you knew he wouldn't. he would understand.

you try to slip out of bed but obviously, soobin immediately notices what you;re doing and pulls you closer. poor baby was still tired and half asleep so he had no idea why you were trying to get out of bed. "soob? please? i have to go do something." you whine and gently place a kiss on his forehead. he groans and doesn;t let you go, only pulling you closer. "whats wrong hmm? what do you have to do that's more important than my cuddles." he pouts at you with that sleepy look in his eyes still. you think about lying to him but it wouldn't have worked. he would've seen right through you. so, you build up the courage to tell him straightforward. "soobie, i got my period. i kind stained my sheets a little too. it's okay if you wanna get out of bed now. im sorry. it's gross-" he cuts you off with a peck on your lips.

"you're so silly, baby. what do you mean 'gross'? you know i would never think that's gross. it happens. now lets go clean you up and throw these sheets in the wash. okay? im here. you can talk to me. depend on me." soobin smiled at you, his doughy cheeks forming his dimples. you almost reach over to take a bite of his cheek. "you're the sweetest, soob. thank you for not making me feel weird about this."

afterwards, he makes sure you get into a warm shower and let's you have some privacy while you shower. he goes back into the bedroom and takes off the sheet, taking it to your washer and throwing it inside, as well as a towel in the dryer for when you get out of the shower. he grabs a new set of sheets and puts them onto your bed. once he was done, you were finsiing up in the shower so he starts his plan to absolutely baby you the rest of the day. he grabs the warm towel from the dryer and goes to give it to you.

you were happy to see him passing you a warm towel and he even wraps you up and gets you dressed in some plush pjamas you loved. he laughed at the little sleep sheeps printed on them but you didn;t care, they were cute! he suprises you by picking you up off your feet and carrying you all the way back to your bed, that now had fresh sheets. he smiles when he sees the wide eyes you havve due to the changed sheets. "soobie, you did all this? i could've done it myself-" you were cut off by a shot of pain erupting in your tummy. you practiculy cave in and roll into a ball on the bed. soobin frowns, seeing the cramps begining to kick in. "ill be back bubbie. let me get you your pills for those horrible cramps. okay?" you nod up to him and he runs off, coming back in record time with water, your pills, and something to nibble on before and after your pill so you don't feel sick.

once you've taken your pills for the pain, soobin puts your water on the beside table and get's into bed behind you. he pulls you close into his chest and holds you tight. of couse, he also asks if it's okay you rub your belly a bit. "well, if you let me, my hands are kinda warm. maybe some tummy rubs can help?" he learned this from huening, of course, who would rub his hyungs tummy as a joke and when he needed some comfort. if you allow him, he put his big hands on your tummy and rubs away, gently.

overall, he works endlessly to assure your comfort, going to whatever lengths it takes to make sure you're happy and not in too much pain.

#txt fluff #txt imagines #txt headcanons #txt reactions #txt #soobin x reader #soobin fluff #choi soobin #soobie boobie #tomorrow x together

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iwaasfairy · 5 months

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15K MILESTONE??? WOWOWOOOWWW THATS INCREDIBLE ohmy super congrats to youuuuuu 🤧🤧🤧 /// now for the event, you think you can make something about Michael Kaiser + noncon? thank you sooooo muuuuuuch in advance ilyily 🥹🥹🥹

thankyOUUU So much my loveee it really is incredible im sOOO thankful MWUAH It was fUn writing this pos!!! hehehe

tw noncon, yandere, gaslighting

The locker room stinks of sweat and gym clothes and testosterone, and you wish you could just sink into the floor. But no matter how hard you try, you can’t escape the panting in your ear, the confessions of… love? Is that what he called it? You’re not sure anymore. No matter how hard you stare that that dented corner of the locker door, the way it sort of resembles a star— it doesn’t drown out the feeling of being invaded, fondled.

Ruined.

You never believed in that sort of thing but feeling the sweat that builds on your back where his body is pressed to yours, the spit and the tears dried on your cheeks, the mere heat that’s coming from your body as you’re shaked and rocked with each thrust just feels so invasive. It taints.

Micheal hasn’t stopped murmuring into your hair, like you’ve been listening at all- but even that constant noise feels like a fly zooming around the room and cherishing the stench. When you try to turn over your shoulder, you come face to face with the curve of his smile, feel the way he hums at the acknowledgment, and you regret it. His snake-like eyes bore down on you like he’s eating you up.

“Easy tiger,” he chuckles, “you might shoot me with that look. What’s- agh- a guy to do?”

“Go fuck yourself,” you barely manage to whisper back, and flinch when he pressed his face closer to your ear, panting in it and licking at the shell. Though you might be keeping on a brave face now, you can feel the panic sitting in your throat. Waiting, pleading to get out. He doesn’t even bother to hide his amusement when you groan in discomfort as he fucks his hips into you so hard it echoes. “Are- you almost- done?” You grit out through a clenched jaw, and he giggles lowly.

Before pulling out to push you back against the cold metal by both shoulders, and almost flattening you when he yanks one leg up to put it over his arm before he lines back up. The reddish, fat head of his cock is shamefully wet and glossy, and he leans down until your head is trapped between the locker and his. “You’re just so cute, I can’t help myself.” He pushes into you with too much precision, shoving himself into your pussy again and filling you up too far- your foot trembles where it hangs over his elbow.

“You’re a little super fan, ain’t ya?” He whispers against your skin again, before laughing when you lean away from a kiss. It’s like he takes it as a challenge, sadly for you, and starts aiming his cock better to make your eyes roll. His cock is big and he fucks in a deep, greedy rhythm that makes your entire body feel weak. “I knew you’d feel good from the second I saw you. Besides,” strands of his hair are stuck to his forehead as he leans his body back over yours, like he’s trying to melt you into him, “you knew not to be alone with me, right?”

His lips brush over your forehead when he gets the chance, and though you try to lean away, he uses his supporting arm to trap you until they land- until you’re shaking against him in anger and regret. “You tried to flee earlier, didn’t you? But you forgot your ‘boyfriend’s’ jersey.” His slow, devilish expression comes into view when you dare to look up and his blue eyes trap you under him, pussy squelching around the thrusting of his cock sliding in, out, in, out perfectly into you.

“So really, aren’t you at fault here? ‘S almost like you wanted it.” His smile widens when your frown grows twice as deep. A droplet of sweat rolls down his neck along the dark ink, and your body jerks when he fucks back into that spot that makes you squirm. You don’t want to. You don’t want to. No matter how good- “Don’t you feel a little bad for your poor boyfriend who’s waiting for you? Should we call him?”

#monkey fun.event #tw.noncon #tw.yandere #tw.dark content #🍯honey.pot #💫ch.kaiser #michael kaiser

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0prettygirl-jay0 · 5 months

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~•little stalker•~ pt2

dabi x reader

context: the stalker becomes the stalked.

warnings: smut, caught, oral sex, fingering, name calling, masturbating.

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~•dabi’s pov•~

I have to say, 'm not the kind of guy pretty girls stalk, I'm not the kind of guy that any girls stalk or even look at. So what's the deal with her? That's what I've been wonderin’ these past two months. She's so fucking pretty, that night when she took me down like some rag doll, I could've sworn I was in love, then and there. I haven’t felt this way ever…i just couldnt, way to possessive for that shit. Why her? No one should have her but me…i could treat her better then anyone else, kill for her, love her and only her, be there for her.. Fuck I need her. one thing i needa find out, is she a hero or what? there’s nothing about her anywhere..and her fighting skills were too suspicious for a eighteen year old.

name: y/n y/m/n y/l/n

parents: deceased

age: eighteen

address: musutafu city, japan. 275 kinto street, apartment 214, Shizuoka Prefecture.

quirk: blood manipulation

This is the eleventh time this week I've had to jack off to fuckin’ flashbacks, i needed more, need her. Fuck.. This is not okay, especially at the fucking base, i really need to get my own apartment. that way i can have her all to myself. her black leather that clung tight to her body that night, her hips, her thighs…fuck, her face. The office chair i sat on was squeaky, every time i would thrust my hips up, it would sound. It didn't matter at this point, looking down towards my hips, my hands glided over the glistening purple, tip.

——-—————-three hours later————————

now why the fuck would she be at a hero event? there stood the most wanted villain across from a met gala, a building that was surrounded by heros and filled with heros. dabi had been smart enough to place a small chip in a cut toga had made on her body while she was distracted fighting them both.

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~•reader’s pov•~

i couldn’t handle being that close to him, all i wanted to do was take him right then and there, infront of toga, infront of everyone. taking the cart out my mouth while looking at my smokey eye makeup and fixing my hair in the mirror..he’s a villain, he kills innocent people, maybe im in way over my head..i mean a villain liking me? be so for real, exhaling the smoke from my lungs and out my mouth, i went to fix the bottom of the red, silk dress i wore. my father is a hero, and here i am obsessing over a murderer who doesn’t even feel the same way over me…he couldn’t, right?

“Whatchu doing here dressed like that?” the calm, hoarse voice says as he watched the smoke exit my mouth. in the reflection of the mirror, i could see, it was dabi. shit, how the fuck did he find me.

“dabi..how’d ya’ find me? y’know at a hero event they dont really like your kind here..” i laughed a bit as i turned around to look at dabi, black on black with a gold chain looked really good on him.

“Real question, is what the fuck are you doing here, princess? You a hero?” walking up closer to me, dabi took it upon himself to take my cart and hit it himself, putting it to his pink lips and inhaling, he kept eye contact with me. giving me back my cart, dabi put his hands on my hips to admire the red dress i wore, blue eyes looking me up and down, slowly one of the hands on my hips moved up towards the back of my neck where he held my body firmly. Exhaling the smoke out his nose, the smell of marijuana filled my nose.

“answer me princess, cause i dont fuck wit heroes.” his gruff voice spoke in my left ear and the feeling of now both of his hands grabbing handfuls of my ass to pick me up and put me on the counter, a gasp left my lips as i was so easily picked up and placed on the counter. the only thing i could do was sit and admire the man that stood in front of me, this is all i’ve ever wanted. he wants me the same way i want him.

“my dad is..im just here with him.” now with what i said just now, caused dabi to raise his brow and smirk at me, his eyes glancing at my lips and back to my eyes.

“i love the way you feel, the way you smell, the way your eyes are glassed over and i haven’t even touched you yet, the way you just let go and melt in my hands.” he said this softly with a scoff and a slight chuckle, his big rough hand moved its way up my body and to my face, grabbing my chin to look up into his dark, blue eyes, looking down at me with a smirk, he tilts his head to the side and leans down but doesnt place his lips on my own, not just yet. his other hand kneaded the flesh of my hip, uncontrollably i leaned in to connect our lips.

“dont lean into me like that..im not gonna kiss you.” dabi chuckled a bit again before he continued speaking. “i’ll kiss whats mine, i’ll fuck what’s mine, i’ll satisfy what’s mine…are you mine, little mouse?” his voice spoke again and chills ran down my spine with excitement.

“i want to be..” i said as soft as can be while looking in the man’s eyes.

“…you want to be, is that so? ima be honest with you princess, all i want to do is rip that little red dress and bend you over this bathroom counter until all you do is say my name over and over again.” finally his lips sucked on my neck and his hands got to work, kneading my hip as he grabbed the back of my neck to hold me straight. looking at his finished product with a smirk, his hand bunched up my red dress above my hips. looking at my soaked red lacy underwear, one of his big hands grabbed my thigh to put around his waist and the other moved the red lace to the side.

“such a pretty girl, arent you?” his fingers admired the swollen bud and dipped down lower to the wet folds and then to the tight hole where i desperately needed something to fill. whimpers flooded out of my mouth, throwing my head back to lay on the mirror behind me i covered my mouth with my hand.

“Sweetie, you okay in there?” knocking was heard on the bathroom door as i heard my dad’s voice on the outside, he sounded worried..fuck dad, wrong time to be cockblocking. i lifted my head off the mirror to see dabi’s cocky face looking back at my disheveled one that tried to keep quiet with my hand still around my mouth.

“my dad..dabi.” my hand moved from my mouth as i got both to try an push away the man that had his hand between my thighs.

“your dad’s..aizawa? well shit, guess i wont be killing him on my camping trip next week.” dabi spoke casually and quietly as if his one finger wasn’t inside of me trying to loosen me up.

“fuck- yes dad, im fine. just y’know girl problems…” my head fell onto dabi’s shoulder trying to muffle my moans. hearing footsteps walk away with a muffled oh, i looked at dabi in anger but pure bliss as he entered another finger inside of me.

“so god damn tight, y’know that? but you’ll take me right? all of me, like my good fucking girl.”

“you are so fu-…cking annoying, y’know that.” dabi smirked at me as his free hand put a stray hair behind my ear. taking his two fingers out of me dabi flips me over to lay me on my stomach as his leg moved the both of mine apart. now the only thing i could do was look at his dark eyes through the mirror infront of me. the sounds of a belt unbuckling was what got me out of my dazed state, i wiggled my hips in anticipation with a whimper. slapping his dick on my bare pussy dragged a moan out of my mouth.

“oh, fuck your tight.” finally pushing the tip into me, you could hear my wetness squelching, bottoming out, dabi stilled for a second while biting his bottom lip and his eyes halfway closed. this view in the mirror was the best one yet, at this point dabi was shirtless, his purple scars added onto his tan skin, he had abs and big shoulders.

“shit, only half way, princess, were almost there. you wanna stalk me, you wanna be mine? then take it.” lifting one of my legs on the bathroom counter, dabi grabbed both of my arms to put behind my back while pushing all the way in.

“this is what it means to be mine, little mouse, to be my doll.” he said in a gruff breathless voice as he bent down to whisper in my ear, his abs almost pressing against my back with his hips slapping against my ass. the sound took over the room along with dabi’s whimpers and groans, one of his hands held both of mine hands behind my back and the other covering my mouth.

“this pussy is all fucking mine, doll, and no one is ever taking it away from me. dont fucking close your eyes, look at me y/n.” snapping back into reality after hearing his voice whispering in my ear i open my eyes to look at dabi in the mirror, my teeth bit my bottom lip as dabi sped up his pace, i couldnt help but want to close my eyes and focus on his voice and the feeling.

“im gonna let go of your hands and your gonna fucking play with that pretty little clit of yours for me, got it, doll?” i nodded my head vigorously as i felt the relief of my hands being released. both of his hands roughly grabbed my hips, probably leaving bruises in the morning.

“now ‘m gonna make you cum, and your gonna say thank you. understand?” nodding wasnt enough for dabi, he needed to hear it.

“words, mouse. use them.” his thrusing became so rough you could hear the sink slamming against the wall.

“yes, dabi. thank you!” my hand between my thighs circling my clit and the other covering my mouth, dabi’s voice in my ear and his thick cock slamming into me. it was all becoming too much before that knot in me snapped.

“i dont care if youre too sens-..stive keep rubbing that clit for me princess...” a loud moan erupted from me as stars filled my vison, eyes rolling to the back of my head and my toes curling.

“fuck, yes! keep milkin’ me like that, mouse. please, fuck! say your mine!” coming back to my senses, while shaking and whimpering, i rub on my clit.

“all yours, touya, thank you…~” thats what makes him snap, a loud groan was heard and i looked in the mirror to see dabi’s head tilted back and a hand covering his mouth, the other hand that held a bruising grip on my hip ignited in a blue flame but only for a second as dabi came to realize what he did.

“fuck! dabi?!” my face was still fucked out as i gripped the sides of the counter in pain. orgasm tears slipped down my face and i looked at dabi through the mirror.

“shit! mouse, im so sorry.” he looked down at the flesh wound on my hip with his dick still inside me.

“mouse..what did you call me, just now!?” dabi said with his blue eyes glaring into mine, there was no malice, or anger and i knew exactly what he was talking about, but i wasnt gonna spoil our fun on how i got my information.

“what else would i call you? daddy of course.” with a joking wink and a smirk i would only pray and hope dabi would drop it. slipping out of me, dabi helped me get dressed while watching out for the new wound.

“leave your window open..were not done yet.” was the last thing i heard from touya’s mouth as i watched him leave through the bathroom balcony.

#dabi x reader #mha dabi #bnha dabi #touya todoroki #touya x reader #mha touya #bnha touya #mha fanfiction #dabi smut #dabi todoroki #toya todoroki #dabi #mha smut #mha

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moose-muffin · 4 months

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im new here (hiya from the hazbin tag lol) but if you do character + character requests than please PLEASE gimmie a lee!vox with ler!alastor 🙏🙏🙏hear me out... the two are fighting and al (sHocKINglY) wins out, and vox expects to like.. be beaten into the ground as a result, but nope!! he gets tickled!!! to tears!!!! smthn smthn he wasnt smilin and, yk, youre never fully dressed w/o a smile!!!

/nf to do tho ty for reading!!! <3<3

OMG OMG HELLO WELCOME I HOPE YOURE DOING GOOD YIPPEE

SO FUN FACT I WAS VERY LIKE NEUTRAL TO RADIOSTATIC BUT TONIGHT HAS BEEN (HAHAH GET IT) AN ADVENTURE AND THIS ROAD HAS BEEN SUCH A BLAST <3 THOSE TWO FUCKERS ARE SO INSTIGATIVE ITS CRAZY.

I KNOWWWW THIS AS A FIC WOULD GO C R A Z Y!!!!! IDK IF ANYONE HERE WRITE FOR VOX AND ALASTOR AND PERHAPS DOES COMMISSIONS BUT I WILL PAY!!!! PLEASE HIT ME UP OR ILL PROBABLY GO TAKE A PEAK FOR MYSELF TMR <3 AS LONG AS THATS OK ANON. (I WILL ABSOLUTELY LET IT BE POSTED AS LONG AS THE AUTHOR IS OK WITH IT WHICH USUALLY THEY ARE!!!!) IM GONNA TAKE SOME CREATIVE LIBERTIES AS I TYPICALLY DO HEADCANONS!

IM NOT USUALLY A CHARACTER + CHARACTER GIRLY SO BEAR WITH ME BUT I WILL DO MY VERY BEST!!!! HOPEFULLY I CAN DO THIS JUSTICE! IT WILL BE RANDOM HCS THAT ARE UNRELATED TOO. MY BRAIN IS A MESSY PLACE HWBSHWDBD

OK SO LIKE I KINDA MENTIONED, THEY BOTH LOOOOVE TO JUST GET UNDER PEOPLES SKIN. LOVE IT!!! ESPECIALLY ALASTOR. HES SUCH AN ASS (affectionate)

I’D EVEN SAY HE’S KIND OF AN INSTIGATIVE LER???? BRO IS DOING EVERYTHING IN HIS POWER TO GET TO TICKLE VOX LIKEEE IDK IF THAT EVEN MAKES SENSE BUT I KNOW ITS TRUE. HE WILL CASUALLY WIGGLE HIS FINGERS IN CONVERSATION, TWEAK HIS RIBS FROM BEHIND, LITTLE THINGS LIKE THAT. WELL THEYRE NOT LITTLE. ESPECIALLY NOT TO VOX WHO IS SO FLUSTERED BY IT… ITS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING

BUT! VOX HAS STARTED TO FIGURE IT OUT. AS HE IS ALSO ONE WHO LOVEEES TO GET UNDER SKIN, HE DECIDES HE’LL DO EVERYTHING TO TRIGGER A LER MOOD IN ALASTOR. IF HE CAN TELL HE ALREADY HAS ONE, HE FINDS WAYS TO SUBTLY (WE ALL KNOW HE ISNT SUBTLE THOUGH) LEAVE A SPOT UNPROTECTED. BUT ALASTOR DOESNT WANT TO GIVE HIM THE SATISFACTION!!! HE TRIES SO HARD TO NOT GIVE IN TO VOX BC HE “WANTED TO BE THE ONE IN CONTROL” AND NOW HE ISNT AND HES #PISSED

ALSO VOX ABSOLUTELY IS HORRIFIED OF VULNERABILITY. YET HE IS ABLE TO MOVE PAST IT WITH ALASTOR HERE. SOMEHOW HE ISNT AS WORRIED ANYMORE. MAYBE HE KNOWS ALASTOR WILL REACT. HE LOVES THAT SO VERY MUCH.

AS FOR THE SPECIFIC PROMPT, OH THAT IS SO REAL!!!! ABSOLUTELY YES!!!

I DONT WRITE GOOD ROMANCE BUT LIKE UGH IMAGINE IT NOW. Alastor definitely just got himself to the V’s tower and was planning on fucking with Vox only to see he had already been kinda pissed off. Alastor wouldn’t be as satisfied if he knew he didn’t cause the frustration. He realized he could just stir the pot again. Problem solved, and what better way to solve it than using his weakness against him.. being tickled.

I’m being a little silly but genuinely Vox is so ticklish. Like most ticklish person in hell would go to him if it were an official title. That’s what I’m thinking. That being said, Alastor also knows how quickly he could get him to crumble… but wouldn’t it be more fun to take it slow.

Vox notices his presence almost immediately. He tried to ignore it as he feels his face get warm. He can’t fuck this up. He takes a deep breath and turns around. “Why hello, Alastor! What brings you to our building this evening?” He said in a semi newcaster voice. He wasn’t ready to drop the act

“Well Vox, I came here for a reason of my own but then I walked by your office and you looked so sad!” He began to walk closer to Vox. “You know, t they say you’re never fully dressed without a smile!”

Vox let out a laugh that was quite clearly untruthful. “Yes Alastor I am aware! I was alone in here and so I figured I’d just save up some energy. I’m sure you understand.”

“Quite frankly I don’t,” Alastor paused, “I think maybe I could help you get that smile back.”

Vox didn’t even have to think. He knew Alastor meant he was going to tickle him. You could ask Velvette. She’s seen those two in tickle fights that lasted for DAYS. she knows what they’re capable of, or more so what Alastor is capable of.

Vox puts up a fight for maybe a couple seconds but he just loves tickles more than he can play pretend that he doesn’t <3

It works out well for them both, Alastor gets to fuck around with Vox and well, Vox gets his shit rocked!!! And he loves that more than a lot of things.

OK IM GONNA CUT IT OFF HERE BUT PLEASE FEEL FREE TO COME BACK!!!! IM ALWAYS DOWN TO HEAR WHAT PEOPLE ARE THINKING!! MAYBE ID DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS AGAIN OR LIKE ADD ONTO THIS!!! BUT I AM JUST ALL OVER THE PLACE CURRENTLY HEHE. I HOPE THESE ARE ENJOYABLE!!! (LOWKEY I WANNA ADD MORE TO THISSSS MAYBE TMR MAYBE TMR WE’LL SEE)

apologies if anything is ooc, i just do this for funsies <3

THANK YOU FOR THIS ASKK

#madi’s answers!!#hazbin hotel tickle #madis hcs up in here #lee!vox #ler!alastor #AM I BECOMINF A RADIOSTATIC FAN…????#I THINK I AM TEHEHEHE #radiostatic tickle

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ryeriy · 1 year

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captians sister

warnings: smut, foul language, read at your own risk

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I was waiting for my brother Nico to come put of the locker room. He was my ride home since my car was in the shop. I couldn't do anything.

The devils won tonight. I had recently just started college in New Jersey, in drivable distance. My car was getting repaired since I got into a car accident not to long ago and just needed a maintenance repair.

Guy after guy came out of the locker room until one got my attention. Jack Hughes. He's been playing on the team since I was sixteen years old. He's now twenty-one and I'm now nineteen.

"Hey y/n." He said. I looked up at my phone to see him standing there infront me.

"Hey, what's up?" I said while looking at him. Feeling our eyes meet and lock together sent butterflies to my stomach.

"Nico told me to give you a ride home...he's going to a party with the guys at the bar tonight and asked me to drive you." He said while looking down at me for a second then quickly glanced back up at me.

"Why aren't you going?"

"I just don't feel like going out tonight." He said well walking towards the car and o walked with him.

"Oh okay."

"Does Nico every say not to date his friends or team mates?" I turn my head to the side. The question sounded unreal. Why was one of my brothers team mate asking me this? Does he like me or something? I mean Nico hasn't told me anything about it but im curious whst Jack has to say. We were getting closer to his car. Noe exiting the building going to the parking lot where he was parked. "Yeah he tells me all the time. Has he told you anything?" I asked.

"Yeah...he told me in particular and everyone else that you're off limits. I mean I never thought about you like that till he told us not to." All I could do was do a little mhm. Just thinking how this nig I t could end. Come on y/n, get your head out of the gutter! You're not sleeping with him...or am I? No I'm not, that's gross...but is it?

"Are you single?" He asks me. At first I hesitated to answer. Had to think about the possibilities of I say yes and if I said no.

"Yeah." My voice grew softer as he unlocked his car. Both of us getting and closing our doors.

Before we buckled our seat belts we looked at each other. He leaned closer to me and I let him. Nothing stopping us. He put his hand on the side of my cheek and softly kissed me. Our lips connecting together. We both pulled away before going in for a few more. Getting lost in the moment with him, our kisses getting more passionate. All we could hear was the rain that was hitting the car.

He pulled away looking at me feeling so tempted for another. "We should get going, it's starting to rain." Starting his car and made his way out of the parking lot.

We sat in silence while we were driving to my apartment. I could see out of the corner of my eyes his hand was moving to my thigh. I felt chills in body.

"Do you live alone?" He asks me. His voice is soft now. I felt his hand slowly moving up my thigh. Sending butterflies un my stomach. The tension is driving me insane. I don't know how much more of this I can take. "Yeah, just me." I said. My breathing was getting a bit heavy. Not too noticeable though. Pulling into the driveway I couldn't wait to get inside.

Getting out of his car he rushes to the front door with me and stands close next to me. Unlocking the door and walking inside he follows. The rain started to get worse so it I could see why he would want to come in. "You can stay the night if you'd like. You can dry your clothes too." I offered to him. He was standing right infront of me soaking wet.

"That would be nice." He said while moving closer towards me. I could feel his hand trail on the back of my thigh near my butt. Feeling myself leaning closer together. I was moving closer towards my bedroom.

Before looking at me he was placing his hand on my waist and his other around my neck pulling me closer to him and kissing me softly. It didn't take us long to get into the bedroom and start removing clothes. Our body's were wet because of our soaking wet clothes but that didn't stop us. I was lost in the moment and didn't care about anything but this.

Softly pushing me onto the bed. No hesitations into kissing my neck and down my body. I started to moan a bit. There was no going back now. No clothes stopping our bodies from being apart.

I felt him lined up with my entrance and then he pushed in softly then began to go faster. I felt myself getting lost in the moment. We both were a mess. Moaning messes. "Oh fuck! Don't...tell mhmm...nico bout...this." He said while feeling his high getting close. I was too. "Wasn't planning..on it.." I say while feeling my high build up.

We both reached our final moments. Before we could even talk we were both breathing heavily. Almost like we were panting. He rolled over next to me and we both layed our bodies under the blanket as we were regaining our breath. I had been thinking about what's next for us. Is this it? Just a one night stand or could there be more?

I finally had the guts and breath to speak. "What's next?" I asked while having my breathing under control now. I turned my head to the side just to see Jack looking at me already. "Whatever you want darling."

Oh. My. God.

The way he said darling spent chills in my body. This was going to be more than this. I wanted that. He probably wants that. It's a win-win. "Well I want something more than this." I said to him while putting a soft smile on my face, he chuckles. "Me too." He replys. We both were smiling at each other until it hit me.

"What about Nico?" I say. Nico would kill me and him if he found out I was dating Jack. Nico would also kill Jack for dating me. Nico would probably also be in jail for double murder, but that's not my point.

"Well we will just have to take things slow then." He says so calmly almost as if he doesn't care. "You don't care what he says do you?" I ask him. "Oh no, I do just not in the moment. Maybe tomorrow I will but right now I don't." He says while smiling at me.

I give him a soft kiss on the lips before smiling at him. "Goodnight Jack." I say to him while getting ready just to close my eye. "Goodnight y/n." He says back.

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cat3ch1sm · 1 year

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Hello bb 😭💕 I've been such a huge fan of your work for ages now. I hope you are feeling better and taking care of yourself 🥺

If you are comfortable/want to, I was wondering if I could request some kind of nsfw perverted!hisoka x fem reader (the girl he's determined to make his) is now "coincidentally" stuck in a small space together 🤣 reader has avoided him bc she feels the same way but entirely embarrassed

If not pls ignore this request !

--kateaesthetic ✨️

🫖~ hello my love i missed u<33 im so so glad ur a fan, it means the actual world to me that i have supporters like you. here is your request, enjoy 💚💚

notice for my other followers- if you’ve sent me a request, im definitely working on it, i haven’t chosen to ignore any of your requests😭 it’s just i have a lot to work on outside and inside of this app, so it may take me some time. however, i really appreciate your patience, and i love you all endlessly and am so so grateful for your support.

*ೃ༄ nsfw ahead, perv hisoka😭, degradation, fem!reader˚◞♡ ⃗

“Alright, Y/N- thanks for staying so late,” your boss told you with a smile, which you returned politely. “Would you mind locking up the boutique for me? I’d do it myself it it wasn’t my little boy’s birthday, and I absolutely don’t want to miss it.”

“It’s no problem at all,” you assured her. “I hope your son has a wonderful birthday- but I’m sure it will be far more wonderful if you’re home on time! You’d better get going; I’ll be done in no time.”

“Thanks so much. The keys to lock up are on the counter beside the register. Have a great night, Y/N- see you tomorrow!” your boss called, and you waved as she went out the door.

You smiled to yourself. You were very fond of your boss; she’d never been unkind or unfair with you, so doing her this favor didn’t bother you in the slightest. Hanging up one of the dresses you’d been holding on the racks, you started to walk to the front of the dress shop to retrieve the keys.

Before you made it to the counter, though, you heard something that surprised you- the windchime dangling above the front doorframe suddenly made a gentle jingling sound- indicating that somebody had just walked in. You were perplexed upon hearing the noise- all of the lights were off in the building, so you couldn’t imagine why someone would enter. Then it occurred to you- perhaps your boss had just forgotten something. Yes, that’s what it had to be. Relaxing, you walked to the counter and picked up the keys before looking up.

“Oh, you’re back? Did you forget something?” you inquired, your gaze still focused on the keys beneath you, which were frustratingly getting tangled into one another. “I’d be happy to get it for you-“

When you finally looked up, though, you knew instantly that the dark figure who had just entered the shop wasn’t your boss. It was about a foot too tall, and even among the shadows you could tell the build was that of a man. Most notably, though, was the peak of hair that stretched above his head- seemingly defying gravity.

At first, you didn’t recognize the man, and found yourself even more confused. “Uh- sir?” you ventured, tilting your head and squinting your eyes at the figure. “We’re closed right now, but we reopen at 8 am tomorrow- perhaps you could return then?”

“Oh, but my dear- that’s far too late,” the man drawled, inching closer to the counter behind which you were standing, and with every step he took you could hear the clicking of heels on the marble floor. “Can’t you make an exception for me, sweetheart?”

You felt your heart skip a beat in your chest. Hisoka. He was the one who had been pursuing you for weeks, appearing around every corner you turned. And now, he’d managed to find you at your job.

Hisoka had made very clear his intentions with you a number of times- not quite bluntly, but in a manner that you couldn’t mistake. You, in return, had avoided him as much as you could- you simply couldn’t muster up the boldness and slyness that Hisoka possessed, and while you knew something deep inside you wanted Hisoka to want you, you were frankly just too embarrassed to admit it. Nobody had ever really wanted you the way Hisoka claimed to, and you didn’t know how to react.

“Hisoka.” It was all you could come up with. You absently picked up the keys, now disentangled, and habitually singled out the one that locked the closet in which the store kept the custom dress orders. “I… don’t think you should be here.” Quickly, you turned your back on him, already feeling heat rush to your face at his mere presence, and briskly walked over to the dress closet.

In the dark, you heard Hisoka chuckle lowly. “Ah, even in the dark, I can tell you’re blushing. You’re simply adorable.” His tone was amused, but you didn’t miss the familiar notes of ardor beneath his voice.

Throughly flustered, you thrust the key into the closet’s lock, turning it in the doorknob. You avoided turning to face Hisoka, and not knowing how else to escape, you rushed into the closet, brushing past the flouncing, poofy petticoats and the long, flowing skirts of the dresses inside. You retreated to the very back, up against the wall, stomach fluttering and hoping Hisoka didn’t see you.

“Hiding, are we?” Hisoka queried slyly, and you saw from behind a particularly fluffy dress his shadow come closer and closer to the closet door. “I just adore games like these.”

You startled as he entered the closet, his face now mostly visible in the dim light. Keeping your back pressed against the wall, you didn’t dare to even breathe, foolishly hoping that the magician would simply bore of your antics and be on his way. However, that wasn’t the case- and you were absolutely sure of this when Hisoka promptly shut the closet door behind him, locking the two of you inside.

Your eyes flew wide open with shock, a million thoughts racing through your head. Shit! I’m locked in. No- we’re locked in. Damn it- I’m locked in this closet with him. With Hisoka. Why didn’t I wait until after he was gone to lock the stupid door?

In your internal frenzy, you made a noise in the corner- instantly drawing the sharp stare of Hisoka. In no time, you felt his piercing yellow eyes burning into your face, and you knew you’d been spotted.

Your eyes rose higher and higher as Hisoka came closer. You didn’t want to look away from his face in case you missed something, but Hisoka only gave you that smirk that somehow made your knees weak whenever he did. Before you knew it, you were looking straight up into his gaze.

“Why do you even bother running from me, sweetheart?” Hisoka took your chin in his grasp, his clawlike nails barely scratching your skin, and lifted your head up to meet his eyes directly. “While I enjoy a good game of chase, you certainly didn’t think you were about to win, did you?”

For a few seconds, you were frozen, heart beating a million beats a minute and your lips sealed shut. Finally, though, you managed to speak. “Hisoka- what do you want?”

“Don’t play stupid.” Hisoka’s smile grew wider. “I believe you already know the answer to that, Y/N.”

Before you had a chance to react, Hisoka’s hand wrapped itself around your upper neck and pulled you into a gentle kiss. Instinctively, your eyes fluttered shut and you felt a blush spread across your face again, caught off guard by how soft it was. However, the surprisingly tender moment was disrupted when you felt a second hand slither around your waist, down your back, and eventually settle on your ass, giving it a playful squeeze.

You squeaked in surprise and pulled away from Hisoka, whose expression told you that he knew exactly what he was doing. “Hisoka!”

“My apologies, darling, I just couldn’t help myself.” An unapologetic grin spread across his face. “But I must add- you don’t seem to mind, my dear.”

Your body had betrayed you yet again- here you were, face hot and blushing like a fool. Embarrassed, you dropped your eyes down to the ground.

Above you, you heard Hisoka let out an amused chuckle. “Don’t be so shy, sweetheart- you’re just adorable when you look like this. It only makes me want to have you even more.”

Before you could respond, your lips were pressed into Hisoka’s again, one of his slender hands around your neck while the other took hold of the hem of your shirt and effortlessly tore it from your body; you felt as if the sound of the fabric ripping could be heard for miles. You allowed yourself to kiss Hisoka back for a few more seconds before pulling away.

“Take off your shirt.”

Hisoka’s thin eyebrows raised in surprise before his expression morphed into one of twisted delight. “So demanding…” he mused, golden eyes burning into yours before he complied with your demand, sliding his shirt over his head and tossing it carelessly to the floor.

For a moment you were in a daze, captivated by Hisoka’s glistening pale skin and his beyond impressive figure, a rippling 8-pack flowing down his abdomen and toned pecs and biceps protruding. It was only after Hisoka’s hands wrapped around your exposed waist and gently lowered your body and his to the ground that you snapped back into reality, the sensation of his lips on your neck and his hands slithering up your thighs suddenly overpowering.

“I’ve always imagined that I’d get you in this position one day, Y/N… but you’re even more inviting than I’d anticipated,” Hisoka hissed, running his tongue from your collarbone to the bottom tip of your ear. The soft warmth and wetness drew a gasp from you, and you felt Hisoka’s lips curl into a smile against your skin.

“Such a pretty sound, darling… be a good girl and make much more of those cute little moans for me, alright?”

You barely heard yourself murmur, “Alright,” before Hisoka nudged your bra straps off of your shoulders and began kissing down your chest. You allowed yourself to throw your head back, lewd gasps escaping your lips as Hisoka’s tongue teased your breasts, flicking each of your erect nipples and circling around the skin softly. Then, moving his head down your abdomen, he took hold of one of your breasts in his head, gripping it tightly as he licked a hot, wet trail from just above your bellybutton to in between your breasts, deriving an unhealthy amount of pleasure from the equally surprised yet passionate moan you emitted. One of your hands came down to tangle itself in Hisoka’s multicolored hair, silently urging him to keep going.

Hisoka obliged, and you felt some control slip away from him, his touch growing rougher and more ravenous as his fingers came down to your legs, dancing up your thigh and slipping beneath your skirt but stopping just before brushing your dripping opening.

“It’s a good thing you wore this cute little skirt for me today, huh, sweetheart? I can already sense how wet you are for me.”

Having his hands so close to where you needed them most but not quite there yet was torture, and you knew Hisoka could tell by the ragged way you were breathing. “Hisoka- please stop teasing me…”

Hisoka made a mock pout at your pitiful demeanor. “Aw, so needy already? You’re dirtier than I thought, my dear.” He flipped up the hem of your skirt, revealing your darkened panties and making you shudder. “But don’t be embarrassed- it’s cute.”

Hisoka finally inched his fingers up higher, running the tip of his sharp nail down your covered slit and making you groan, arching up into his touch. He allowed himself another satisfied chuckle before tugging your panties aside and rubbing the pad of his thumb along your wet entrance, moistening his finger before he began rubbing your clit in circular motions- slowly at first, but gradually picking up speed.

“Ah- mm, Hisoka,” you moaned, thrusting your lower half into his fingers. Hisoka simply pushed his middle finger into your entrance, drawing a long, pathetic whine from you as the sensation of his finger inside of you took over your body.

“Oh, Y/N- I’ve only just started using my fingers and you’re already shaking,” Hisoka remarked coyly, slowly moving his finger back and forth inside of you, silencing you whenever you tried to say something with a broken cry. “How long has it been since your needs were satisfied, dear?” he mused to himself, pretending to be deep in thought. “Seemingly far too long, yes? Especially for you to be behaving the way you are, already such a filthy whore beneath my fingers.”

Your face flushed for what had to be the thousandth time tonight. “I’m not a who- ah! Fuck- fuck, Hisoka-“

“You’re not doing a good job of proving it, sweetheart,” Hisoka teased, two fingers now pumping inside of your hole while his thumb continued to trace your swollen, sensitive clit.

“Shut up,” you managed breathlessly, the pleasure building up both within your clit and your vagina and rendering you unable to speak properly.

Hisoka laughed and took his thumb from your clit, eliciting a displeasured cry from you, but it was quickly replaced with his tongue, flicking back and forth in rapid movements along your clit. The noise that it drew from you could only be described as a scream, and Hisoka kept it up for a little while longer, relishing in your shrieks before promptly sitting up, removing his fingers and mouth from your sex.

You were dismayed, about to ask why Hisoka had pulled away, when you lifted your head and noticed the straining tent in his pants as well as the almost frightening lust in his eyes, running up and down your body hungrily. Wordlessly, he stood up, slipped out of his pants and boxers, and bent back down to your quivering form on the floor.

Hisoka was quite an impressive size- you almost felt obliged to look away, but Hisoka’s hand came up to cup your jawline and forced your face towards him before releasing you, your eyes wide.

“Don’t get nervous now, dear. I want you to see exactly what I’m going to do with you.”

You could only watch, aching and sensitive and anticipating as Hisoka positioned himself at your dripping hole, the tip of his dick at your entrance making you quiver before he pushed himself inside of you, every inch he forced inside of your body eliciting a broken whimper from you. Hisoka’s face tightened ever so slightly as he entered you, but once he was settled and began rocking his hips against you, an borderline sinister smile graced his lips.

“How I’ve fantasized of this moment, my dear,” Hisoka purred, eyes fixated on your face as your eyes rolled back into your head with every movement he made, lips parted in silent ecstasy. His next words, though, were lost on you.

“Such a pretty, useless thing. Surely you didn’t believe I truly desired you, sweetheart. But even so- you’re mine.”

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writers-ex · 1 year

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her

ceo!chaeryeong x secretary!reader

word count: 1.3

warnings: jealous, mastubating, fingering, mentions of distrust/cheating, angry chae and sub!reader, being called a brat, mommy kink, nipple/boob play, cumming multiple times, angst(?)/misunderstanding to fluff

a/n: this is by no means any hate to chaewon i was talking with someone about her and just put her in the fic without thinking, i love le sserafim and am a yunjin stan myself TwT chaewon my little cub im sorry TT again I’m so sorry 😭😭

it was another regular day in the office-the staff said their greetings, emails were sent, and copies were made. yet, chaeryeong couldn't help but feel a tight knot in her stomach every time she saw you with chaewon from accounting. after agreeing to date in secret you both had the thrill of being ceo and secretary lovers always finding excuses to see each other. you were always needed in the office so it was natural for chaeryeong to see you talk and be friendly with others but there was just something about chaewon that didn't sit right with her. you reassured her that the accountant had nothing on your sexy lover but chaeryeong couldn't stop the small voice in her head telling her that you were about to be taken away by the other.

one particular afternoon after having lunch separately chaeryeong walks into the entrance of the building and finds you and chaewon kissing in front of a crowd. you pull away and look at her shocked while she shrugs and starts talking to someone in the crowd that makes the publicity of the event die down leaving you alone with a confused look. as you turn around you turn pale and see your ceo girlfriend with the angriest glare you've ever seen her give someone staring right back at you.

"my office."

not needing to be told twice you follow her up the elevator in silence. as you get closer to her office you try to assess the situation and her level of anger, watching her chest rise and fall you get distracted with how tight her shirt is. eyes going down lower you didn't realize how fitted her slacks were on her body nor did you notice that there was no panty line either meaning someone didn't wear any underwear today. the whole floor felt the mood shift as chaeryeong stepped out of the elevator quietly walking toward her office.

"inside." with your head bowed to the floor you enter without a word. "seeing that its friday why don't you all head home early for the weekend? i still need to discuss things with my secretary." you shudder at her change of tone as everyone begins packing up and leaving downstairs with light chatter. once the last person wishes chaeryeong goodbye she grabs your hand and takes you to chaewon's space in the cubicles around the office. taking off her blazer she rolls up her sleeves and crosses her arms indicating that she wants you to speak.

"she-she wanted to make her ex back off so she grabbed the first person she saw which was me and kissed me but-"

"doesn't she have a girlfriend?"

"...yes..."

"and why wasn't she there to help with her ex?"

"...because she went to the bathroom when the ex came up to her."

"oh how convenient of her. sit." pointing at the desk chaeryeong's face remains like stone as you move her things aside to sit on the desk. with your legs closed chaeryeong puts one hand between your thighs and holds the wall of the cubicle with the other. moving her hand closer to your core she sighs and rolls her eyes as you gasp feeling her fingertips hover so close yet not exactly touching you.

"so you're certain it was all just for show? that there were no underlying feelings between ... both parties?" you nod slightly, chaeryeong moves her fingers farther away from you making you scoot closer to chase after them. she chuckles and moves her other hand against your chest to stop you. "someone seems eager for mommy's touch~ shame you were such a bad girl."

"but mommy i wasn't!!" you whine loudly as her hand moves toward your stomach to pull your shirt off. helping her by lifting your arms up chaeryeong's smiles turns upside down as she sees you're not wearing a bra. noticing her change you raise your hands up to justify yourself. "i-i can explain!! i wanted to surprise mommy after work in her car but-"

"-so you're telling me that these gorgeous breasts were pressed up against that girl while everyone was watching you two suck face?"

"NO MOMMY WE DIDN'T EVEN-" chaeryeong's hand spreads open your thighs before going up to your lips silencing your pleads. the tears fall down your face as you bite your lips trying hard to stay quiet, disappointment all over your girlfriend's face you wait for what feels like forever before she speaks.

"you're going to have to prove to me that you have no feelings for this girl by showing me." taking a seat on chaewon's office chair chaeryeong props herself back looking almost relaxed."if you can cover her entire desk full of cum i'll forget this ever happened, the catch? you have to get off yourself, mommy isn't helping you."

"but mommy i need you." whining you give chaeryeong that look that you know she can't resist-

"i know what you're think and no i won't brat. i'm not doing anything but watching." as if she read your intentions you both gaze into each other's eyes trying to read the other when you see that your girlfriend really is serious this time. unsure of what to do you stand up and take off your skirt and panties leaving you naked while she sits fully clothed ready for you to prove your love.

sitting on her desk you think of what to do your boobs start to ache for her hands. so you start with the most sensitive part of your body at the moment- your tits. slowly twisting and pulling at them your eyes roll back as you lean against her computer and start moaning quietly. feeling your pussy get wet your voice gets louder as your hand movements get faster and rougher.

"chae oooh your hands feel so good mommy." as you feel your heart race and stomach knot you tug harder and harder until you cum all over her planner. panting you look down at your mess and blush as chaeryeong stays unfazed.

"that's just one part, keep going." sighing you lift your legs up and open them as wide as you can letting chaeryeong get a good view of your pussy.

"look mommy its so wet already are you sure you don't want a taste?" shaking her head you pout and sigh. "fine then guess i'll have to make you want it." copying what she had done to the past week on her desk you slide two fingers in and start off slow. "l-look mommy just like you~" picking up your pace you go in deeper and moan chaeryeong's name making goosebumps go down to her legs.

seeing your fingers disappear in you she scoots a bit closer to watch but you fail to notice as your eyes stay closed imagining it was her fingers instead of yours. mumbling how good she makes you feel your body shakes as your other hand rubs your clit in a side-to-side motion. before you could continue your back arches and you squirt cream all over her keyboard and paperwork gasping loudly. pulling out you look at your white fingers and then at your girlfriend and feel your heart leap with joy as her cold face as turned to one of pride and adoration. seeing chaewon's desk half covered in you and the other half pushed all over the place chaeryeong gets up and walks closer to you. your legs wrap around her waist as she grabs your ass and plays with it, moving her lips to your neck she starts sucking and kissing every patch of skin she could find.

"you were- fuck so amazing...mommy is so proud princess." she stops for a minute and cups your face with her free hand. "i'm sorry for my behavior. i trust you, i was just jealous and hurt by what chaewon did. you must've been so confused my love, i promise to make it up to you at home with the softest lovemaking ever. how does that sound?" giggling you kiss her lips and nod as chaeryeong gives you the brightest smile. rubbing your noses together she helps you get dressed and hurryingly takes you down to the garage for a quick makeout before heading home for some well-deserved couple time.

bonus: after coming back from a long weekend a confused but adorable accountant finds herself with an empty, spotless desk that the ceo paid a very discreet but thorough company to come and clean the entire floor as a precaution, and papers that say she's been transferred to the same department as her girlfriend along with a brand new desk and supplies as a 'thank you for all her hard work'

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