#i have to be the most fuckable person at the coffee shop obviously

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

My neighbors might hate me because I love singing while doing everything. Playing phone games? Music. Cleaning? Belting like I'm performing a concert. Walking? You can bet your buttons I have a karaoke track playing.

But I also have the horrible habit of playing one song on loop, and if I don't know then I learn it by picking up that way. But I only know certain lyrics for most of it.

So my neighbors have been hearing bits and pieces of Chronically Cautious all morning. Mostly "So if I'm honest, I think I'm beginning to question how much I want this," which I'm sure is not how they pictured their morning going. And I ended up playing a karaoke track, so that they got to hear the full thing about four times.

At least I'm a decent singer?

#i can hear one neighbor playing video games 24/7 amd another likes to slam his cupboards like they wronged him #so i dont feel too bad #and i keep it within decent noisy times #its noon rn and i started at about 11 or 11:30 #ive been hella productive this morning which has been lovely #i got like six hours of sleep and then took an Adderall so today is going to be great #i showered. washed my face. did an exfoliating face mask (that didnt do much of anything. my skin might be beyond saving) #cut my nails. practiced Chronically Cautious about 50 times while getting dressed #i got dressed in cute af cozy clothes #now im about to go to the coffee shop to do some work on my computer #i have to be the most fuckable person at the coffee shop obviously #eventually i have to clean my tub and tidy and make dinner and a couple other things #i havent had an appetite lately... whovh is bad because i use Hellofresh #they send meals every week and my meals have kind of been stacking up because i dont feel like eating #i should do my dishes... #if i were rich. ill be honest. i would hire someone to clean for me #im a bit of a messy person and it just stacks up #especially since my apartment is pretty small. theres nowhere for the mess to go except places that a mess doesnt belong #especially my table... thats pretty bad. and my dishes. and laundry all over the floor #i have my apartment divided into spaces for different things. right. #table is for eating. desk for working. rug for recreation/crafts. bed for sleeping (im srill bad at not using my phone there tho) #but my table gets messy so its hard to eat there and my rug gets laundry so i dont want to sit there (and i need to vacuum it) #i need either an actual Adderall prescription (im used ti get it from a coworker but we dont work together anymore so im almost out of it) #or a bigger apartment. or enough money to hire a housekeeper #none of these are very feasible #but at least im productive today. so maybe ill get some cleaning done #i just realized im addicted to parentheses today #maybe i should get a library card... i live right next to a library why dont i have a library card? #sorry that was fairly unrelated. anyway have a good day i love you all

[f-l-writes]

Inspiration- Scenario

Warnings: Smut, swearing, degrading talk

Word Count: 3639

Requested: Yes

As always, enjoy and feel free to request!

You released a sigh as you stared at the bright screen of your laptop, the words that decorated the screen beginning to blend together as you tried to think of something to write. You were a fairly well know erotica novelist and you were expected to be releasing your newest book by the end of the following month. As time dragged on, however, you began thinking that it would be best to alert those who were awaiting the release of the novel that it would be postponed.

When you heard your door open, you didn’t even bother looking behind you to see who it was. The only person who had access to your apartment and the only one who bothered to visit was your manager and editor. Within the last week, you were thinking about taking away his key to the apartment but you knew well enough that he would drop you in a heartbeat if you cut off his source of checking up to ensure you were writing effectively. When his voice rang through the apartment, she almost let out a groan.

“You need to find inspiration to finish this novel. We have to have it out by next month. You wouldn’t want to disappoint your fans, would you?” he questioned.

“No, Jinhwan, I wouldn’t. I just can’t seem to find anything. I’ve been in my own dry spell and obviously that’s reflecting on my writing,” you grumbled out the last part, glaring angrily at the only source of light in your apartment.

The man snickered a bit before he spoke up again. “Step away from it for a day or two and see if you can find any inspiration for it within that time. If not, just step into your imagination. Make it wild. Make it realistic in an unrealistic world, just do what you have to do to get it finished.” with that, he left you on your own, though not without turning on the light in your room before walking out, causing you to squint and flinch slightly at the sudden burst of light.

The following afternoon, you had found yourself seated in front of your best friend, Demetri, at a cafe near your house. He had been questioning you about the novel and had taken on a bit of a pity look when you explained that you were in a rut. He had told you pretty much the same thing Jinhwan had told you the night before before he was suddenly called out of the short meeting by his boyfriend, Jinho.

With a sigh, you sat by yourself and finished off your coffee. As you were on your way to throw out the cup, you heard some girls frantically talking about some underground dancer. Letting your curiosity take over, you turned to them and spoke.

“Where’s this show your talking about taking place?” you questioned, eyes glittering in interest as you looked at them, making you look more awake than you had looked over the last few days.

“Uh…” one of the girls started, clearly startled. “It goes on in a couple of hours at Cake Shop…” the woman stated, looking to her friend to save her from the situation. Before the other one could speak up, however, you had already thrown away your cup and were making the trek back to your house, wondering if the club was where you could find you inspiration.

About an hour before the show started, you found yourself staring down at three dresses that laid out on your bed. One was a green/blue velvet, sleeveless dress that kept itself completely up with a choker. The second of the three was a sequined black dress that had thin straps and stopped at about the bottom of the thigh. The final one was a deep, crimson color that had a plunging neckline, and stopped at about mid-thigh.

Within a few seconds, you had decided on the red dress, figuring it would draw the most attention to you that night. If you were going to find any inspiration for the story, you were going to have to pull eyes to yourself and see who would take the bait first. If they were interesting enough, you would just have to bring them home and hope the rest of the night went well.

Now, after changing into the red dress, you found yourself standing in front of the mirror in your bathroom, looking over the dark eye makeup you had on. This consisted of a blackish gray eyeshadow, black eyeliner, and mascara to make your eyelashes look longer. You hadn’t done much for the overall face aside from foundation and you had done your lips in a very complimenting color. Over all, you looked beautiful and readily fuckable.

Finishing with the final touches, you made your way out of your room and into the main part of the flat, grabbing your wallet, phone and keys before walking out.  Quickly hopping into your car, you made your way to Cake Shop, ready to find someone who would hopefully be able to spark your inspiration again.

Upon reaching the underground club, you stepped inside, marvelling at the lights and music that sounded through the place. Checking your phone, you realized you had about twenty minutes before the dancer went up and did his thing. Walking over to the bar, you seated yourself and ordered a drink, using it as a way to to pass the time before the dancer went up on stage.

As time inched on, you were becoming quite disappointed that nobody had even so much as stopped by to talk to you. You also came to notice that a large portion of the bar patrons were there with their significant others, making it additionally more difficult to catch the sheep that you needed and wanted.

When it finally came time for the dancer, whose stage name you picked up on to be “Jay”, you made your way closer to the stage, curious about the hype that came about when the man was spoken about. When he was introduced to the stage by the DJ, the lights didn’t cease to continue moving and instead, you were left wondering who the man was and if you would get the chance to see his face at all during, or after, the performance.

With a beer in hand, you watched as he began to move his body sensually to the mid-tempo beat that was booming through the room. The longer he danced and the longer you watched, you could feel an odd desire for the man building within you. While it may just be that you had been in a personal dry spell and the way he moved seemed to be something that promised a good time, there was also a feeling of… familiarity with the man. Like you knew him from somewhere and the hidden desire was coming to the surface while you watched him.

All too soon, the song and dance was over and he was left exiting the stage. Following him with your eyes, you began to weave through the crowd, meaning to catch him on his way out the door. Unfortunately, you had gotten caught one too many times and he was already out the door, but you had managed to burst out into the chilly night and catch up to him, grabbing his shoulder and turning him around quickly.

What you hadn’t expected to see was your editor and manager, Jinhwan. It had left you in a shocked state but you quickly pulled yourself out of it, as you composed yourself to speak. Instead of your normal voice, however, it dipped down just a bit lower and became extremely sultry towards the man.

“Why don’t we have a talk at my apartment, Jinhwan? I think there’s some things we need to know about one another.” You looked up at him through your lashes, catching the surprised look on his face as he silently nodded, pulling open the passenger door for you.

“I… wasn’t expecting to see you here, Y/N,” he said, shock still weighing down his mind a bit as well as wondering what the hell you were doing looking so devilishly sexy. In his mind, all he could think about was tearing the dress from your body and having his way with you right in the car. What he didn’t know was that you felt very much the same towards him.

When he began to drive, you began to speak. “I didn’t know you could dance so well, Jinhwan. It was certainly a sight to behold…” you purred out, letting your hand drift over to his knee and grip the fabric that wrapped the man’s leg so tightly and perfectly.

His breath seemed to have hitched in his throat a slight bit before he responded, a blush now dusting his cheeks. “T-Thanks, Y/N. I’m glad you enjoyed the sh-” he suddenly clenched his jaw shut as you began to roughly palm his already growing erection.

“You already seem to be enjoying this, Jinhwan,” your said teasingly, leaning over the middle counsel to get closer to him, destroying the distance between you and him.

“And you need to wait until we get to your apartment, Y/N,” he manage to get out without so much as a breathy groan or moan at your continued adminitrastions.

“But isn’t this more exciting?” you breathed into his ear, biting down gently on his ear lobe.

“It is, but you need to wait. This could get dangerous and I don’t want to crash the car because of you,” he ground out sternly, taking up a strong dominant aura.

“Yes, sir,” you said, dropping back down in your seat, now pulling your hands into your lap and remaining obedient until you reached the apartment, though not without the occasional glance in his direction, your eyes clearly portraying what you wanted him for more than your current actions could.

As soon as the two of you stepped into the apartment, it didn’t take very long for you to get to action. After pushing him back into your room and onto your bed, which consequently resulted in crushed papers and papers falling onto the floor, you had positioned yourself to straddle him, teasingly grinding yourself down on him. You grinned as you heard the quiet groans slipping past his lips before you finally dragged the dress, which had decided to pool at your hips, above your head and toss it off to the side. As soon as he was able to take in the entirety of your body without clothes, he almost let out an animalistic growl.

“Such a naughty girl…” he began, “no bra… You really must have been meaning to go all out to find your inspiration tonight,” his voice became more of a purr towards the end as he watched you undo his belt and the button to his pants before pulling everything down.

Your eyes followed as his erection sprang up to settle against his abdomen, leaving you watering at the mouth. He was certainly more than you had expected in every way. He was thicker and longer and you knew you were in for a good night that night.

Quickly, you set to work with first pleasing him with your mouth. Licking a stripe on the underside of his length, you teased the head for a few moments before you took the entirety of his cock in your mouth. Almost expertly, you began to bob your head up and down, delivering Jinhwan with the best blowjob you could manage.

At the moment, you were completely focused on sucking him off until he demanded that you look at him. Immediately, you did so, keeping your eyes trained on his as you continued your administrations. Not much longer after, however, he began thrusting his hips up erratically, fucking your face and causing you gag around his cock and pricks of tears to appear at the edge of your eyes. You pushed on however, ignoring the feeling of saliva spilling from the sides of your mouth and instead focusing on the sound of Jinhwan’s deep groans that let you know how good you were making him feel.

When he finally pulled himself out of your mouth, your were a panting mess. This didn’t put a slow to Jinhwan’s roll, however as he quickly flipped you onto your back, attaching his lips to your neck. He kissed and bit at various places until he found the perfect spot that made you moan slightly. Quickly, he picked up in that area for a few more moments before moving down, kissing down your neck and chest until he reached your breasts. With his teeth, he bit around the surface of your left breast and used his right hand to pinch and roll your harded right nipple in his hand. Finally, after what felt like forever, he took your left nipped in his mouth, scraping it lightly with his teeth before flicking his tongue over it a few times. All the while, he was eliciting quiet moans from your mouth as you tried to urge him to continue down. Already, you could feel that your panties were soaked through with your arousal and you wanted nothing more than him to fuck you on the spot.

“Jinhwan,” you whined out. “Please touch me.” the words left your mouth in a desperate plea as you rolled your hips up into where his torso was pressed against you.

“Such a needy girl. How bad do you need me, Y/N?” he questioned quietly, letting his left hand crawl downwards onto your thigh before stopping there, teasing you through your drenched panties.

“I need you so bad. I would do anything for you to fuck me, Jinhwan. I need it,” you were a writhing mess under his gentle touches and you wished that he would just touch you properly already.

He let out a mock of a thoughtful hum before his hand left your mound and slowly began to drag your lacey panties down your thighs before taking them off completely and tossing them with where your dress was.

“You look so beautiful spread out before me like this, Y/N. A needy, desperate little whore who would fuck anyone for inspiration. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes, Sir,” you let out in a high pitched moan to his answer. Just as you were going to ask him to touch you again, you let out a gasp as he wasted no time in using two fingers to stretch you out. You let your eyelids flutter shut before snapping them back open at the feeling of a stinging pain on your thigh.

“Keep your eyes open,” he scolded as he continued to pump his fingers inside of you. He praised the way you felt around his digits as well as the moans that you failed to stifle from falling out of your mouth and were surely annoying your neighbors.

“Ah, f-fuck,” you moaned out, meaning to tell him that you were about to cum. All the sudden, however, he pulled his fingers from within you, earning a whimper from you due to the loss of contact.

“You’re not allowed to cum just yet, baby girl. I’m not out of my shirt,” he teased, using his clean hand to tug lightly at the collar. As you kept your eyes on him, he moved the hand he just fingered you with to his mouth, popping his fingers in and licking them clean from your arousal. For whatever reason, this made you want him inside of you even more and you couldn’t help but to voice that to him.

“Please hurry up and fuck me, Jinhwan,” you whined out, letting you own hand creep down in hopes of finishing the job yourself before he swatted your hand away.

“You’ve gotta be a good girl, Y/N else I can’t. Can you be a good girl for me?”

“Yes, sir. I can be good. Just please, please fuck me,” you continued to beg, looking him dead in the eyes as you did so, hoping to elicit some sort of reaction.

Though there was nothing visible on his face, when you let your eyes wander South, you were able to note the angry red color to his cock and he was clearly in need of a release as much as you were.

He didn’t take much longer to jump back onto the mattress, further crumpling and knocking pages off of the bed, before he had himself placed just at the edge of your entrance, teasing you for a moment before he slipped, easily done through the amount of juices that coated you and were slicking your thighs at this point. For a moment, he refused to move, letting you adjust to his size before he began to thrust slowly.

He kept the pace up for a few more seconds before he began to speed up, letting the room fill with your moans and the sound of skin slapping skin. He filled you and stretched you perfectly and it was a wonder you hadn’t found yourself trying to seduce him earlier on in your working relationship.

At this point, he was fucking you so hard that the bed was rocking back and forth and he was panting and grunting with each thrust, his hot breath tickling your ear. You felt the previously ruined knot in your stomach return as he continued to rock into you and, before long, you felt the need to let him know you were going to cum.

“J-Jinhwan, I’m gonna cum,” you moaned out, your hands finding their way to his shoulder and your nails digging into the skin lightly.

“Good. Cum around me, baby. Cum on my cock,” he whispered in your ear as he continued to thrust inside of you. Just before you were about to do so, he managed to hit your g-spot and cause you to let out possibly one of the loudest moans you had ever heard from your own throat. Not much longer after, however, he let himself empty inside of you. You could hardly care from how well you felt after that, but somewhere in the back of your mind you made a mental note to remember to take your pill the following morning.

Jinhwan didn’t immediately drop beside you, like you were expecting. Instead, he headed to the bathroom and grabbed a rag, using it to first clean himself up before cleaning you. Once he was done, however, he moved the rest of the papers from his side before crawling into bed with you and deciding it time to fall asleep.

The following morning, you had expected him to slip out when he woke up. Instead, however, you found him in the kitchen making food for the two of you. With a slight release of breath, you stepped into the kitchen and hopped onto the only clear part of the counter you could find. “I want you to be my inspiration until I finish this novel. If I’m lucky, I can have it done in a couple of weeks and you can be free to do your own thing but… last night… I had such a good time that I couldn’t think of giving it up when it suddenly hit me with some ideas for the novel,” you blurted out after a moment. Jinhwan turned to you, rather calmly, and nodded.

“Alright. I can do that. It’s a fair request as long as it doesn’t turn out that world-renowned erotica novelist and her editor are fucking,” he responded.

“Of course not. This is strictly between me and you.”

“Then we have ourselves a deal,” he finished with a smirk as he scraped your part of the food onto a plate, passing it to you before making his own. “I’m sure I can give you plenty of ideas for your novel,” he muttered with a smirk, watching as a gentle blush rose to your cheeks as you ate.

Over the following weeks, you and Jinhwan had had quite a few exciting moments from fucking in a public bathroom, to him finger fucking you at a company dinner, to him having you against a window and pounding into you as the sun set, daring anyone to look up and see him having his way with you.

Over these weeks, you had found the best inspiration for your novel and, about two weeks before it was supposed to be published, you finally finished it. When you did, you let out a happy squeal, prompting Jinhwan (who had previously been in the living room) to come rushing to your room.

“I finally finished the novel!” you said happily, spinning in your chair to face him.

“Oh wow! Glad to hear!” he said. However, you could hear the false positivity, which confused you greatly.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s just… I was kind of getting attached. Not just because of the sex but… emotionally. I was able to see a side of you that I couldn’t have seen as just being your editor…” he muttered, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

“How about we stay together then. You can be my continued source for inspiration and it doesn’t have to be just about sex anymore. We can be together as a normal couple,” you responded, standing up and placing a hand on his shoulder, looking into his eyes. “I don’t want to let you go either.”

When he finally looked into your eyes, he nodded. “Then that’s what we’ll do. I love you too much to let go just because you finished your novel, Y/N,” he responded before pressing his lips to your mouth. “I love you…”

“I love you too, Jinhwan.”

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