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Eleven to One: Hate You Lots

Male Reader x Ahn Yujin, Kim Minju, Kim Chaewon

Length: 7440 words

Tags: Daddy kink, perverted family, nudist kink, submission, kneeling, good girls, blow job, double blow job, deepthroating, face fuck, training, cursing, public, undressing, degradation, insulting, hate sex, someone calls you out on your weird behavior, sex in front of others, hair pulling, riding, bad sex, Chaewon is bad at sex, mentions of 2Kim, body licking, passionate kissing, maybe mind break?, cowgirl, fingering, dangerous sex, Yujin sells out her friend kekw

TW: hate sex, cursing, extreme Daddy kinks; Disclaimer: no, I don't believe you can turn gay people straight, ffs, I hope no one thinks that, and if you do, kindly turn on your brain or go away lol

Credit: @sooyadelicacies for co-writing

Inspiration: The big horny; also, someone has to oppose this crazy family kink/idea xD

(A/N: editing is not that great as is my health rn. Stay safe and healthy out there, everyone. Let's continue this fucked up saga with a crazy part and multiple scenes ;D)

“Daddy, you need to hurry up!”

Yujin stands in the kitchen door and bops up and down like an excited puppy. She’d surely swing her tail around wildly if she were a dog, but that is besides the point. You’re still tired from stressful phone calls the night before. Doesn’t help that it’s still very early in the morning. If the sun hasn’t bothered showing up yet, why should you.

"Do we have to go watch this performance? They film these things so early all the time," you groan in annoyance and sip at your coffee.

"Daddy, please?” Yujin begs with folded hands and sparkling eyes. “It will be so nice to see Chaewon and Sakura perform again. I really like their new song and you will too!"

When Yujin plays nice, it means she really wants something. This is close to a girl asking her Daddy for something—this comes too close to all the family stuff she has you fantasizing about lately. Try not to spit out your coffee and frantically wave your hand.

"Fine, we'll go. But I expect some pleasure when we get home,” you add with raised eyebrows and Yujin winks. “I have yet to meet Chaewon. Everyone describes her as lovable."

"Chaewon-unnie won't disappoint you. She sure is loveable. However, I think that she is showing new sides to herself."

"Sure, whatever. I'll set Hyewon up to go to the meeting then."

"Thank you so much, Daddy."

"Now look for a nice dress," you say, eyes roaming Yujin’s pajama-covered curves, "Only I get to see you like this."

"Of course, Daddy. I always wear outfits just for you… I think you'll like today's too."

Yujin starts to undress. The dress is still in her room, but the pajamas fall off her slender figure already. You can never get enough of this extraordinary sight. You might be a bit pressed for time, but as you look over your naked Yujin, your lust gets the better of you.

"I want you now, baby girl. Call for Minju too. No reason you two shouldn't be sucking my cock right now."

Yujin turns around on her heel and immediately kneels on the floor. Her hands rest idly on her lap and she gives you a hellish, seductive grin before calling out her former bandmates name:

"Minju-unnie~ come here a-s-a-p."

You hear steps coming from further down the floor. They are not normal steps, but rather from someone who was caught by surprise and stumbles towards you. A faint creak, Minju rushes from the bathroom to you and she quickly stops right next to Yujin. You eye the fresh make-up on her cheeks and light lipstick on her luscious lips. Sadly, you can't eye her naked body in all its glory, because she tries to cover most of it with her hands.

"Y-yes, Yujinie?" Minju asks shyly, trying not to stare down at Yujin’s immaculate body too much.

"I think Daddy wants something~"

Yujin's eyes narrow and she begins to stick out her tongue to show lots of drool pooling on it. She gradually crawls towards you, sticking out her bubble butt and shaking with blatant want. She is giving it her all to be desirable, submissive and still punishable.

"Wh-what does Daddy need?" Minju asks kindly and turns to you. Make-up or not, her cheeks are rosy from embarrassment. She is still, even after a couple of weeks, not used to being in full nude before you, although she committed so willingly after you made her yours.

You grab the hand covering Minju's pussy while Yujin finally reaches your tight pants and rubs her cheek onto the bulge with a purr. Yujin's fingers play with your zipper while yours play with Minju's clit. You flick it lightly once, then rougher. Tears glisten and sparkle in narrow eyes, and you look deeply into the mess Minju is slowly becoming. However, her arm still crosses her chest and hides her breasts.

"Daddy needs you, Minju, because you are his. I think we agreed on this, so show me your amazing body."

Her labia is wet to the touch, thus inserting a finger is easy. Minju tenses up for a second, but when you kiss her cheek, she relaxes and you plunge two more fingers into her. She screams out, but you plug her mouth the same way: three digits, hilt deep in a wet hole of hers. It’s like pushing all the right buttons to deactivate Minju’s resolve. Her arm falls from her chest. Finally, she is a bare feast for you.

"You can do better, Minmin," you say with a slight sigh of disappointment at the end. Your fingers move in and out of Minju faster and faster. In the meantime, Yujin takes a long ass time to free your length. It's probably because you are focused not on her but on teaching Minju a lesson, but this is no reason to keep you waiting. Yujin has no right to deny you your pleasure, yet she still finds ways to subtly tease you.

Remove your fingers from Minju's mouth and let her moan and whimper freely as she begins to grind on your deeply buried digits that twist and turn inside her hot walls. With your now free hand, you pull out your cock, much to Yujin's surprise, and slap it across her face. It's a shame that you have to give them a small punishment before you can get to the main course, but it's also not bad. Training puppies is more fun than you ever thought.

"I-I'm so-sorry, Daddy," Minju cries out and falls to her knees. It’s the only way to escape your fingers, however, it’s not a way to escape your rule. You immediately slap her face with your cock as well, until she finally sticks out her tongue, which Yujin instinctively does. The younger one has already stained the floor with her runny saliva, so before she ruins it entirely, you put your cock on her lips. You could call it a plug.

"Lube it up, bitch! Show me what your mouth is really useful for,” you groan at Yujin, then shift your attention to Minju. "Minmin, I called you here because I wanted you to join us, but you still have to learn a lot. I pray for your sake that you don’t stretch my patience intentionally. Get some saliva from Yujin and help her lube it up—or go back to your room!

Oh, and Yujin: if you want to go to Chaewon's performance, you'll be a good girl, right?"

"Yes, Daddy!" the younger shouts.

"N-no, Daddy," her unnie whimpers cutely.

Two very different answers, but both are exactly what you want to hear. Minju makes a cute face while gathering saliva in her mouth and gets ready to kiss your cockhead. When Yujin turns to her however, ready to give some of her drool, Minju becomes a flushing mess. In panic, she misses Yujin’s lips and releases her collected drool all over her friend's cheek.

Guess her feelings are quite strong for her ex-group members.

Minju's saliva trails down Yujin's face and chin and the latter can't help but giggle. Not in her usual cute and cheerful way, but in a lewd, horny way. Yujin grabs Minju's tomato-colored head and finds her lips in a furious make-out session. The klutz is wide eyed at first, but she melts into Yujin, the Dongsaeng she so loves and her eyelids fall shut. Dams break and the flow of drool is like a raging torrent from one mouth to the other. You line yourself up right next to it.

Yujin frees herself and releases everything from her mouth. A skilled tongue wets almost your entire manhood, from your base to all over your balls and underside. Minju follows suit and her cute mouth releases a waterfall as well. It covers your tip and the remaining dry skin without fail. They both begin to spread and massage the lubricant all over your rigid shaft and full balls, making you groan deeply. Fucking finally.

"Minju, you look so cock drunk," you mock her. "I bet you are staining the floor with your stupidly sweet juices already."

"Swowwy, Daddy,” she babbles with no regard for manners as her mouth is stuffed with your rod.

"Are you sorry though?"

Yujin gives a strong suck on your balls; it’s more like she leaves a message. She is fed up with being ignored. Her lips pucker around every one of your most sensitive parts. She knows your cock inside out, of course. After all, it has been inside of her more time than she has had promotions—just how she likes it.

You snarl nonetheless.

You don't let Minju answer as you push your tip deeper into her mouth, letting her suck it gently. You pet Yujin's head to signify you knew she was there. A surprise that it works. You really did break her back there. No bratty words, no teasing pout, just diligent stimulation of her Daddy’s dick.

Minju's cock sucking is always a sloppy affair. Her feisty face with glassy orbs is always a wonderful sight as she tries to shove it all inside her. She is still lacking however. You are sure this will not tip you over the edge, although she is able to extract precum from your slit with her quick tongue. The biggest issue is that she is scared to take the massive thing, shove it down her throat herself. Minju is not on the same sluttiness level as her Dongsaeng, who would gladly fuck herself on you until tears fall down—for a meal, for shoes, for a meeting with her Unnies.

"Fuck, it's not enough," you groan in slight anger and slide your hand from Yujin's sweaty hair to Minju's brown locks. Grip them tightly to force her head down your phallus. Her forehead crashes onto your pelvis. Minju chokes, you groan, Yujin gasps.

"Minmin… you need more training. I'm losing patience, fuck,” you curse. This should have been an easy and casual affair, breezy and mindless but it takes effort to train Minju. If she wasn't so cute with a fuckable body, your hospitality would certainly expire at some point. Now, she is basically family, and you are willing to help her be a good girl, a good slut. Family, s-sure.

Doesn’t matter if you call yourself family, you push deeper against her throat anyways. She is here for your use. Yujin meanwhile keeps trying to put your balls in her mouth, down her throat almost, as if her life depends on it. Yujin is learning to share, with her mommies, with her sister, with her family. Not again, fucking family.

"Daddy, if she can't take it, then I'm ready. Ready to fulfill your desire."

Yujin’s purr pulls you out of your disturbingly hot thoughts. She pouts on your balls, her desperately pleading, yet sharp eyes watching you from below. She massages your thighs with her soft fingers, slobbers all over your balls and moans in her most delicate voice. Yujin doesn't only want attention, she wants to win and is determined to be the perfect, disgustingly drooling slut for you. Rivalry between siblings?

"Shut up! You better help your unnie get better at it. Maybe you'll get some reward, but that is out of your control."

This is the moment where she would usually roll her eyes, but Yujin is a changed girl now—or is she hiding her annoyance? Either way, Yujin backs off behind Minju, who chokes on your cock whenever you pull her closer to your crotch. Tears and sweat of her struggle cover her face, yet she still doesn’t get it.

Your grip on Minju's hair loosens when Yujin's fingers seductively crawl up Minju's neck to the top of her head. The older girl gets goosebumps and wide eyes at the sensation and then shrieks. Yujin has her long, healthy locks in a tight grip.

"Unnie," she says in a bitchy and unamused tone, something very rare these days. "I really love you, but you're doing this wrong. Let me help."

What follows somewhat negates the fact that Yujin just told Minju that she loves her. With unexpected roughness, she starts to slam down the elders face onto your pelvis. Minju's forehead forcefully touches your abdomen and your dick breaks every barrier in her throat to reach deep into her. She gargles on her own spit for a second and chokes like it would actually save her from the massiveness blocking her air flow.

"Like. This. Unnie. Down."

Yujin pulls Minju back at her hair and with each new word she mimics a deep throating motion only a goddess of cocksucking could manage—and Minju is definitely no goddess at it yet. She tries her best to take it, to go at the pace herself, but Yujin just goes faster. It's impossible for her to adapt to the speed, but for you, this struggle is an even greater joy.

"Oh God, this is good. Actually fucking good!"

You groan and smile with the confidence of someone who has earned this and the more you think about it, the further you feel validated. Your hands cannot remain idle, they want to reach for Minju's hair. Yujin however gives you no reason to do so, and so you dig your fingers into hers, those perfect brown strands on this perfect bitch.

"Train her well, Yujin."

"I will, Daddy."

"Good. Open your mouth."

Yujin smiles greedily, the cock hungriness of a million horny sluts in her eyes. Her grip on Minju loosens and you give the beautiful, ruined klutz a chance to breathe. Minju falls to the floor coughing and spitting, her makeup everywhere but their original position.

Your girlfriend's mouth opens invitingly. Your length disappears inside her and you burst at the distinctive, perfect touch of her tongue. Yujin's eyes are bright and wide open as she receives the gift of validation, of triumph over your adoration for Minju. More than a mouthful of cum, enough to satisfy her hunger and encourage her cock drunkness.

"You need more training," you calmly say to Minju while patting Yujin as she cleans your dick. "Otherwise Daddy will be disappointed."

"I... I understand, Daddy. D-do you stil—”

"Don't ask such a question,” you interrupt her firmly, but with more care and love than you ever did before. “I'm sure you will do good next time, hm?"

"Y-yes, Daddy."

No matter how rich you are, you cannot control time. Hours fly by and the meet-up you promised Yujin to go to arrives faster than you wanted. You had to control yourself after seeing your girlfriend's outfit, that amazing dress showing off her body incredibly well. It looked as hot as her bare body, maybe even better in a way.

Control over your urges becomes better with boring people around you. The directors, cameramen and managers get easily fooled by Yujin's act. Yujin remains professional, no one can assume any kind of special or weird relationship between the two of you. A simple meeting, they don’t even ask you a single question. Is it really this easy to get behind the scenes of such a shoot?

After the boring introductions are over, you get ready for new, more fun ones.

First off is Sakura. The second she sees Yujin and you exit the conference room with all the managers, she leaves her bandmates behind and runs over. Her upper body is covered by a pink blanket to keep her warm, but below it you see hints of a white stage outfit. Baggy trousers and some kind of crop top.

The smaller Sakura stands before her Dongsaeng and gets in position to bow down, but Yujin quickly embraces her. With glee she shouts:

"Unnie, I missed you so much! It's been so long."

"Yujinnie, were you always this tall?"

"Yah! You sound like a grandma."

The two of them start to giggle and you give them a weak smile. The others should not catch you being suspicious, so you look around the vast hall. A very simplistic set, mostly colored in gray. In between the expensive camera equipment and handful of staff, you eye another person clothed in white. Your jaw begins to fall as you inspect the revealing outfit and incredible body more and more. This is definitely sluttier than anything Yujin ever wore in any of her stages.

You cough and look back down to your girlfriend who is still giggling and chatting with Sakura. The two of them are holding hands and you see Yujin's eyes sparkle in happiness. Good for her, definitely, but your cockhead is already urging you to think of someone else. Who is wearing this loose, insane collection of white stripes barely hiding anything?

"Oh shoot, we're about to perform," Sakura gasps and quickly hugs Yujin. Before she leaves, she gives you an unmistakable wink and a classic, beautiful smile, "Thank you for coming!"

"Unnie, fighting!"

"Glad to see you enjoying yourself," you whisper, but Yujin puts a finger on your lips.

"You don't want to miss this. I'm pretty sure Chaewon will be to your liking."

“Impurities / show you my impurities.”

"Cut!” the director shouts as the girl group members still stand there, frozen in the final pose of their dance. “Well done! We'll wrap things up for today."

Everyone cheers and claps, the shoot went excellent. Yujin besides you joins in as well, even the last random staff sitting in the corner applauds.

Everyone except you. You are completely feral. All because of this one fucking girl, with her short black hair in stark contrast to her slutty white outfit. All because she has to look so fucking hot while dancing this already provocative dance. All because of her fucking impurities. You almost lose your cool and reach for Yujin's ass, but this is not the time, not the place, not even for this. Fucking Chaewon, fuck.

Chaewon walks over and screeches when she sees her beloved Dongsaeng. Unlike with Sakura, the two of them immediately crash into one another and exchange hugs, jokes and all the banter they can come up with. This time, you are unable to look away for long. Chaewon's ass has its own gravity. It pulls your gaze back every time you notice how long you've been staring.

"Unnie, you are so good! And you look so good! This is going to be such a hit," Yujin babbles.

"You are one to talk," Chaewon responds in delight. "You have grown to become a beautiful woman. I bet you will make someone really happy one day."

Yujin grins and whispers directly into Chaewon's ear. From your point of view, it's impossible to understand anything, let alone read her lips. After a short while, Chaewon backs out of the hug. The situation has grown tense, cold even, but it gets even colder for you when Chaewon suddenly walks up to you. She stares—not into your eyes, but straight to your soul.

"You fucking pig."

"Excuse me?"

"You are disgusting. I swear to God, if you do anything fucked up... I'm going to fuck you up so bad, until you—ugh!"

Chaewon’s sentence is cut off by a disgusted gag. She stomps away quickly, her face filled with despise and harsh anger. The sway of her hips is even stronger than before now, which disturbs your feelings. Confusion and horniness force you to stand and ogle her bubble butt while your heart cannot comprehend these conflicting emotions inside you.

"What the fuck was that?" you whisper to Yujin, as she guides you out of the studio. "What the hell did you tell her that she would get this pissed?"

"Look," Yujin says, her tone far from playful and bratty, much closer to serious and guilty. "I knew that you would get the hots for her, but I didn't know that she would hate the idea so much."

"Which idea? What did you tell her, Yujin?"

The two of you flee towards your car to get some actual privacy. You can't raise your voice to her in public after all, although now might be the perfect time. Depending on what she just told Chaewon, literally everything could be in deep shit.

"Chill, Daddy, I told her that you are my boyfriend and that we'd like to have a threesome with her. Nothing too crazy, just something to sooth her in."

"And?"

"I-I mentioned the Daddy kink… and a b-bit more, you-you know?"

You sigh and put on your seatbelt. The engine roars and you start to race towards your apartment. Whatever Yujin means by ‘a bit more’, it made Chaewon seriously angry, which could make things bad for you quickly. Your mind tries to find a good response or solution to it, at the very least, you should find a punishment for Yujin that suits her stupid behavior.

A red light makes you hit the breaks. Yujin's hand immediately travels to your thigh and massages it. Coldly, you slap it away.

"Get in the backseat. I need to find a solution to this. And you better help me think, slut."

Yujin obediently climbs over the center console and positions herself in the middle of the back row. Through the rearview mirror, you see her in her gorgeous black dress with those sexy black stockings and her ruinable hair, make-up, face. You click your tongue as the lights turn green.

"Daddy, I'm sorry,” Yujin stutters to defend herself. “To-to be honest, I was convinced Chaewon—l-look, I relied on her being needy and desperate. A-and because you are so hot, I thought she was down for it."

"Undress."

"Wh-what."

"You heard me right, bitch. Get out of that dress. Slowly. I want to see what I own."

Yujin nods hesitantly. Her fingers fidget at the silky hem of her expensive dress and she begins to slowly pull up. Goosebumps of fear and excitement spread over her pale skin. She knows that those side windows are tainted, but the front is of course still wide open. Anyone could catch the unlikely, yet possible glimpse of her bare body if she continues this.

"Go on, " you snark in excessive annoyance, "Either give me a solution or get rid of that dress."

"I-I, " Yujin stutters. You hit the breaks at another red light and stare through the mirror. Your eyes lock and before you can order her to go full nude, she jumps in realization.

"Minju! I-I know a way, Daddy!"

"What?"

"Uhm... Minju is, if you remember from our punishment game, ve-very much into Chaewon, a-and as far as I know, Chaewon feels the same."

"So?" you say impatiently, fingers tipping the top of the steering wheel. The light turns green. You hit the throttle and as the Mercedes accelerates, you can hear Yujin's plan play out in your head. Guess she won't have to drive around naked.

At least not this time.

"Step 1: Get Minju and Chaewon to be on a call."

The plan starts off easy. All it takes for this to happen is for you and Minju to be home at the same time, which happens quite frankly. After all, Minju is not an actively training idol anymore and Hyewon is doing a good job right now, so you can stay at home with no worries. Now you only need to find a fitting moment.

Minju walks into the kitchen. Some sixth sense inside your crotch tells you to take the opportunity. Right now, now or never, a perfect time frame, whatever you may call it, it's enough to make you jump up and follow the naked beauty. Minju reaches for one of the upper shelves, a cookie box on top of it. She looks adorable, trying to grasp the metal frame of the colorful box. You grab her waist from behind and sit her on the opposite counter top. For no reason, you press a kiss on her lips.

"Huh? D-Daddy?"

"Fuck, you are beautiful. Uhm, did you want the cookies."

"Y-yeah, i-if I may."

"Of course."

You grab one of them and give it to her. As she begins to happily much on it, you give her her cellphone.

"Can you call Chaewon?"

"Chaewon-unnie? Why?"

"Well... I'm pretty sure she misses you. And it's shortly after noon, so she’s probably on a break right now."

You press your hands into Minju's thighs, massaging them, spreading them, while getting close to her face and whispering:

"Don't you want to see her again? Maybe set up a meeting to kiss?"

Minju blushes. She tries to hide her face, an odd visual as her whole body is in full nude and her pussy more and more visible from your spreading her legs. Nonetheless, she still searches for Chaewon's number and calls her the second the last cookie crumbs tumble down her throat.

"Unnie! This is Minju! Yes. Yes, I miss you too. We haven't talked in forever."

The two of them engage in a lively conversation immediately. Minju is engaged, distracted, as you predicted. Her beautiful smile and giggles as she gets teased are so endearing, you feel a little bad for using her.

"Step 2: Let Chaewon hear how good you make Minju feel."

Minju's legs are spread. She is not completely oblivious to it, as she gives you concerned glances, but she does not close them. She really became a good girl, so you will treat her like one. Grab her thighs and adjust her on the surface, then lower yourself to her crotch.

"U-u-unnie, I..."

You blow on Minju's pussy and then dive tongue-first into the pink, twitching entrance.

Your taste buds get a taste of what she seems to be leaking all the time and you can't lie: it's addicting. Her juice is like honey, but a lot less tenacious and easily consumable. With your tongue spreading her lips, you get a good amount of it and she is obviously unable to understand what Chaewon is saying.

You enjoy her taste, but her odor might be even better. She smells fresh like a rose and needy like the good girl she is slowly becoming for her Daddy. You could sniff her for longer, but the time is ticking. Chaewon won't stay on the phone forever after all, so you drag your tongue over Minju's labia. Her legs jerk lightly and she whimpers softly, softer than her folds. Those folds get greedily attacked by your licks, the left side, the right side, then all over. A first moan is imminent, and Minju releases it right into the speaker.

"Minmin?" Chaewon asks worriedly, "Are you alright?"

"Y-yes, I—hng, ah!"

Suck on her clit and Minju's phone tumbles out of her hand. You quickly pick it up and put it against her mouth. Chaewon shall hear every sound, every pant, every sexy moan from Minju's pretty lips.

"Minmin, what's happening?"

"I-It's okay, hng, it feels so go-good, ah!"

Minju's hand in your hair is unsure if it should push you away from her twitching core or deeper into it. Her thighs however are a lot more honest. They press down on your ears from each side. The more viciously you lick and suck, the less gentle they become.

"What feels good? Wait, are you masturbating? During a call?!"

"N-no, I, " Minju stops and her teary eyes look down at you. You quickly nod and give her an award in advance: a sudden finger in her empty, greedy pussy.

"I-I'm not, Unnie, he-he is just so good, ah! I'm gon-gonna cu—"

Minju mindlessly screams and squirts as you finger-and-tongue-fuck her over the edge. The fact that she cums so easily now makes you proud and you'd love to drink more from her leaking hole, but you have your fun adventure to not only end a call, but also start a new crazy chapter in your life.

"Who, Minju who in the fucking hell—"

"It's me, Chaewon,” you say in a dismissive, confident tone. “Yes, me. The fucking pig. I bet you know where to find me. But don't get your hopes high."

You give Minju a loud, sloppy kiss as she still moans in deep blissfulness.

"Minju is mine."

"Step 3: Wait."

A ring at your doorbell. Minju walks to the speaker and filled with enthusiasm, she presses the button to call Chaewon's elevator up. She leaves the door open and walks back to you.

"Well done, Minmin. Are you not embarrassed? Being naked before Chaewon?"

"No, no," she shakes her head cutely, then blushes, "we saw each other naked often."

"Oh? So you two did more than just kissing, huh~?"

Minju's blush grows. In what can only be the universe's irony, she rather hides her face then her exposed pussy and medium size breasts. She has really gotten used to being naked—or it's because she is still euphoric from your cock being in her right after the call ended?

"Do you want to do it again?"

Your question makes Minju look up at your closer coming figure. You love the shyness and innocence she still has even after all that has happened. It makes you want to cuddle her—or break her again, fuck her mindlessly against the wall, in the shower or in front of her friend.

"Do you want to have sex with Chaewon? Or do you want this?"

You drop your dress pants and although her eyes remain locked with yours, her hand instinctively reaches for your still hard cock. Another clear victory for you, as she strokes you.

"Minmin, where are you?" Chaewon shouts from the front door.

"Tell her where you are, Minmin, " you sadistically whisper into her ear. "Tell her who owns you, tell her where you reside, where you spend your days naked and being a whore. Minmin look at me. Would you ever touch Chaewon without Daddy's permission? Would you ever want to? Or is Daddy all you need, all you ever want?"

You put your hand at her chin and hold her up to you, oozing a wad of spit from your mouth into hers. Suddenly, Chaewon rushes in and stops in the door frame. With an inner grin, you let even more spit run down on Minju's tongue and down her chin which you firmly hold. Feeling your own saliva has rarely felt this good.

"Min... Minju what is—you fucking bastard, you pig! I'm going to kill you!"

If she would follow up her words, Chaewon would need to leap towards you and tackle you to the ground, yet she still stands there, her knees shaking from anger, her hands in firm fists. You smirk at her, not concerned in the slightest. All that matters rests in your palm and is as well-trained as ever.. It’s the same as with Hyewon: you have all the leverage, not only the feeling of power, but real power. You are not going to hold it back

"What's wrong?” you respond with utmost wit. “Come and kill me then. But I assume you won’t even step into the room, what a disappointment. Minmin, tell Chaewon what we just discussed. Tell her everything."

"Shut the fuck up!” Chaewon screams at the top of her lungs, face boiling bright red in rage. “Minju, get away from him. You don't have to do that. He is just using you to cheat on Yujin!"

"B-but Unnie," Minju gulps down your spit and gives her friend a serious, determined look. "This is my home, this is where I-I walk around naked everyday. This is my Daddy and I'm so happy he owns me and f-fucks me. Thank you, Daddy."

Minju gets on her toes and you pull at her chin to start a short, passionate torrent of kisses, while her pussy presses down on your upright shaft. Chaewon gasps.

"Cheat on Yujin?” you say with slight indignation, as your tongue slips from Minju’s lips. “I would never and have never. In fact, Yujin is the one who pushed Minju here in the first place! I didn't want her here, but she's proven to be a fun toy and a good girl for Daddy. Isn't that right Minju?

She nods eagerly, her eyes shimmering, licking the spit on her face or the juice in her crotch. You firmly squeeze her chin and stare her down to the absolute shock of her friend.

“Now, you didn't listen to me fully. Would you ever touch Chaewon without Daddy's permission? Would you ever desire her without my approval? Who has given you the greatest happiness and pleasure in your life, who do you love the most, Minmin?"

"I love Chaewon, but I want Daddy. Daddy owns me, I only want your cock."

"Good girl," you growl with a smirk. She didn't need to be so cute about it, but you can't help but dig into her collarbone with kisses while lifting her light body up. She wraps her legs around your waist and with ease, your cock penetrates her slick pussy. Without caring for the frozen Chaewon, you carry Minju to the couch.

"Ride Daddy, Minju. Show Chaewon how you bounce on someone you really love."

"Yo-you are a bit mean, Dad—ah!"

You give her a heavy thrust and a spank on her firm ass. The hit on both her inside and outside leaves her mewling and she abides. Much to the dismay of Chaewon, Minju starts to bounce on your cock like a marble bounces down an endless staircase. Her hands are wrapped around your nape and you enjoy the sight of her delirious face and shaking tits.

"Good girl Minmin. Who has given you the best pleasure, baby girl? Is it Chaewon or me?"

"Daddy! Daddy is the best!"

"That's fucking enough!"

Chaewon finally gathered her strength. Her stomps are strong. Like an angry hoard of buffaloes, she storms over to you and wraps her arms around Minju. With one strong pull, she gets her Dongsaeng off of your cock.

"N-no, Unnie, I want."

"Minju, he won't do this to you anymore."

Chaewon reaches for both your tip and your throat. Mercilessly, she squeezes down on both of them while locking eyes. Her dark irises are like a void of hatred, sucking you in. The power of a blackhole, while her hands use the power to suffocate your pleasure.

Yet you don't break a sweat. With a badly faked whimper, you say what she probably wants to hear.

"I'm so scared, oh no, don't kill me Chaewon."

"Chaewon! What the hell are you doing? Get away from him right now!"

You smirk as Chaewon turns around and sees an angry, truly angry Minju. This wasn't anger of jealousy or desire, but of seeing a loved one in danger, a need to protect.

"You are out of your mind, Minju!" Chaewon shouts back at her friend and stares. The blackholes that couldn't do anything to you, seem to be effective. No matter how angry Minju is, she will always be soft at heart. She backs off, still irritated and clearly unsatisfied.

It's a circus you love to see. Anything to make Chaewon crack a little more.

"Wow, calling your best friend these words. You must be the one out of your mind, Chaewon. Maybe the bitchiness has clouded your brain."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up! I hate you, I hate you so fucking much. I will... I will take this from you."

She squeezes your cock even tighter.

"This? You want to rip it off?" you laugh at her face.

"No. I will drain you. Remove all the pleasure from what you think your 'power' is."

Chaewon leans to your face and digs all of her fingernails into your skin. The pain in your facade is the only thing that you don't have to fake anymore. It hurts like hell.

"And then I'll take Minju back."

"Oh ho," you mockingly hum. Chaewon rids herself of her skirt and panties. For the first time, she isn't pressing something down or into your throat. You probably bleed from there, if not it's just the sweat. But to win this, every drop of blood, sweat and tears is worth it.

"I'll fucking fuck you till your breath stops, pathetic son of a bitch."

Chaewon does not give you a chance to respond. The palm of her hand is firmly pressed on your lips as she sinks on your shaft. Her pussy, a freshly shaved innie, is incredibly tight and she struggles to get you in. In frustration, she spits in her hand and lubes you up.

You try to make a scene by flailing with your arms. Maybe she really believes that she can break you this way. But there is certainly a small part in her that just wants to try it. The pleasure you give to her Dongsaengs, the temptation that is your body and cock, they are all too great to not be a factor in her bizarre decision to straddle your lap.

"Shit," Chaewon winces when you finally pierce her open. This time the penetration is a bit easier, but she still struggles. Her plan looks even more embarrassing now. How in the hell does she want to hurt you if she is already hurting at this stage.

"U-Unnie, stop doing that," Minju urges her from the side, stern concern in her voice.

Chaewon shakes her head and wipes a tear off her face. She's got you almost entirely inside her and starts to wiggle her hips a little. You can't lie, this isn't a lot of fun for you either. She is too dry inside and compared to the enthusiastic, submissive Minju, she is absolutely no fun. If you were doomed to always have sex like this for the rest of your life, she would have succeeded in breaking your spirit.

Luckily, this is not the case.

"W-well? Already hating it?" Chaewon asks, her voice trying to sound triumphant while her face contorts in pain. She removes her hand from your lips and you frown at her, unimpressed, unfazed.

"Minju, come over here."

Your command is followed instantly. Minju kneels next to you, her beautiful body upright on the couch. Her gorgeous breasts are on your eye-level and you have to force yourself to look past them. Her face is painted with uncertainty and neediness.

"Yes, Daddy? Ah!"

Instead of answering her, you stick two fingers into her entrance below. Minju begins to mewl like a cute kitten and the envy on Chaewon's face is priceless. Surely she can attack you in this position, but as she is unable to adjust to the large phallus inside her, she won't do anything.

"Your Unnie doesn't feel as great as you. Do you think there is any way we can help her, how you can help her?"

"Daddy, I know e-every spot that Chaewon-unnie likes."

"No, Minju, no," Chaewon whines, but before she can get a hand on her friend, you grab both her wrists and hold them tightly.

"That's great, but first, give me Chaewon's panties. We have to tie her up, she has been very naughty."

This is the moment Chaewon should realize that her plan was futile and stupid to begin with and that her curiosity and libido got the better of her. With her smelly panties, she receives the treatment of a caught criminal, all while her friend is playing along. The only way out would be to leave, but this would mean to leave Minju behind.

Chaewon's heart cannot allow this. It cannot forget how strong she feels whenever the taller girl smiles or waves at her, when they cuddled in bed during the covid scares, when they cried together after the final concert. All the times they got intimate together—she can't leave her behind.

"Good girl," you groan to Minju and caress her cheek. In Chaewon's mind, you're saying it to her and she hates it. She hates every last bit of you. The way you nuzzle up into Minju to whisper to her. The way you control her and force her to call you Daddy. The way you make her—

"Ah, Minju, no-not there!"

Minju places soft, slow kisses below Chaewon's navel and works her way in a zig-zag pattern from thigh to thigh. Only a few things make the fierce leader weaker than this and only Minju knows of them.

"You're doing so good, Minju."

Your praise is met with a hum when you massage her butt and then move back to gently play with her clit. Minju moves further up. She licks Chaewon's underboob, not caring about the salty sweat which resides there. Goosebumps travel all over Chaewon's skin and when Minju finally leeches onto one of her nipples, you feel it without a doubt.

"Oh, it's working,” you say excitedly as a surge of juice lubes up your shaft inside Chaewon, and you decide to tease her with it. “Chaewon, are you getting wetter?"

"N-no, pig. Fuck, I h-hate y-you."

"That's why you're here, hm? Then do it! Free 'your' Minju."

The small woman gets into position again. Your cock almost slipped all the way out of her, it's a lot easier for her to let you glide inside. However, her untrained walls still struggle with the last inch. No matter how much she forces herself, it’s not enough, agonizing for both of you. The entirety of her riding is sloppy, absolutely unenjoyable.

All her adjustments and attempts to take you faster or more of your dick end the same way: with a groan of disappointment. You let her try it over and over again, but her attempt at hate sex is nowhere near overstimulation or pain. There is a lot more boredom, although her walls have potential.

"Fuck, Chaewon, that's not gonna work."

You roll your eyes and Chaewon actually stops. Tears are in the corner of her eyes and when you look over to Minju, she seems pretty upset as well. Her only comfort is your hand rubbing her softly on her sensitive spots.

"You're pretty shit at this, wow,” you dryly whisper your factual insult. “I thought you wanted Minju back, make me resign and give up, but this is just downright bad."

"Wh-what? What the fuck are you saying?"

Chaewon is in disbelief. Her tied up hands smack your chest. You swat them away and get a hand in her short black hair.

"I'm being totally serious here. You fuck like someone who has no experience. This way, you won't get anything out of me."

You look over to Minju and when she reacts, you press a kiss on her tender lips. You coo a 'good girl' at her and she giggles cutely. Chaewon realizes the meaning of your words and immediately climbs off of your cock.

"Fuck you. I don't need that. You're a disgusting piece of shit, I don't want your fucking compliments."

"No, I bet you much rather walk to the next guy, have sex with him and let him either lie or tell you the gut punching truth. Chaewon, only here can you train without it becoming a rumor. Only here can you see Minju. These are just the facts, but do whatever you want."

"Ugh, fucking hell,” Chaewon curses with shame and disgust written all over her pretty face. She struggles for a second, then tears the tied up panties around her wrists open. To her dismay, they are completely useless now.

"Okay, Mr. Sex-Expert-Pig. What the fuck do you think is wrong? I bet I could make any guy cum in under a minute."

You scoff and stare her down.

"Oh, and then why weren't you able to make a horny 'pig' like me to cum? Do better Chaewon. Your technique, your enthusiasm, your movement are all weak. I—"

"Fucking fine then!” Chaewon screams and sends her skirt flying into a nearby wall. “I'll fuck you. I'll fuck my anger onto you every fucking day if it means getting bett—getting Minju back. And then you'll see!"

"Oh, you can try, but all compliments are reserved for good girls."

You hug Minju's waist. The cute girl is completely confused by what is happening, but she sure enjoys your affection and repeated kisses. When you press your palm to the back of her head, she wanders down your body and begins to lick your cock blissfully.

"Urg, I'm not calling you Daddy. In fact, I won't do anything for you. I'll fuck the compliments out of you and then Minju will see how pathetic you are, pig."

"I bet you will die trying, bitch."

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heartfullofleeches · 7 months

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can we get more Fratbro!Darling interaction with creep!yan? it was amazing

They don't belong here.

Why did they even come.

The ice in their cup has melted from the heat of their skin, but the punch's still too strong to drink. With how shakey their hands are, they'd likely spill it if they tried. People are watching them now - probably wondering who let the freak in. They've been in this situation before. Invited to places because it'd be too awkward to invite everyone in the group but them while most of them pray they'll just stay home. Maybe they should have. The whispers are starting again and they're getting closer. Here it comes-

"Oh, hey! There you are! I've been looking for you since I heard you were here. You got a minute?"

Someone pulls them from the obscurity of the crowd - dragging them into the spotlight on wobbly legs. A strong arm holds them steady as the uncomfortable gaze of their peers swallows them, a gentle squeeze to their bicep negating their rising fears.

"This is the person I was telling you guys about - the one that drew that picture you saw on my lockscreen. I'm telling you, Mickey has crazy talent. I'm glad so we met at that gas station a few weeks back... Would you believe they live right across the street?"

It's pretty obvious that nobody really cares, but enthusiasm is an infectious disease. They do their best to answer half-hearted questions and try even harder to smile. It's hard to fake emotions when your attention is elsewhere. Mickey stares at you, arm still locked around their shoulder, like the beacon of light you are. How did you manage to be so different? When you first met they thought you were just another fake. Someone who pretended to be their friend for whatever benefit it gave. You cared. You tried to get them to be more social and showed up at their apartment when they'd be absent for days. You showed genuine interest in their quirky little hobbies and always laughed with them instead of at them. You even wore the crow skull necklace they made for you. It's like you were already dating.

Your grin falters as you look over at your friend, the clacking of their teeth and goosebumps on their skin catching your attention. "Hey, Mick... Everything okay? You're shaking."

Mickey hides their face in the collar of their jacket. "Yeah.... fine. Don't worry about me."

They jump as your palm touches their forehead.

"Nah, dude - you're like really sweaty. I'll walk you home in the morning, but you should lie down for now."

Mickey starts to protest, but as you weave through the crowd, heading for the stairs - their lips are sealed. They always forget you live with this meatheads despite standing beneath your bedroom window every night. Where you taking then to your room? They can feel stares on them even now, but they feel almost... jealous. Mickey likes that feeling. They squeeze your hand tighter - heart stopping as you approach the door with your name taped to it.

Opening the door just a crack, you make sure no one is inside before leading Mickey in. You take their cup as you guide them to the bed. Your bed. They giggle to themselves as you walk away with their cup, pouring its contents down the sink in the bathroom and filling it with fresh water from the tap. You really were the kindest person they've ever met on campus - like any good spouse would be.

"How much did they give you to drink?.... Just drink this water and relax. Remote's in the bottom drawer if you get bored. I'll be back to check on you in a bit. Don't worry about falling asleep I'll just sleep on the floor or the couch."

Mickey blushes as your fingers graze theirs as you past them the cup, and the image of the two of you cuddled up in your bed. They take a few tiny sips before setting the cup on the table.

"T... thank you... I wouldn't mind if you slept with me. It's your bed afterall."

"True, but I wouldn't want you to be comfortable. Relax, we'll talk about it more when I come check on you. Be back in a few!"

Mickey watches as the door closes behind you. They wait for your steps to fade down the stairs, finger on their zipper as they disappear. Mickey unzips and throws off their jacket like it was restricting their air flow. They drop it to the floor along with their shoes as they crawl beneath your blankets - planting their head face deep in your pillows and sheets. They smell just like the conditioner you use. Mickey makes a mental note to raid your bathroom, but there's so much they want to do in such little time.

Your dirty clothes. Your closest. Your dressers. So many places - so little time. What should they do? What should they do- Steal the fragrances you wear so their room always smells like you? Take your toothbrush or a water bottle you've drank from for their first indirect kiss? Steal a shirt or maybe even your underwear to.... now's not the time for that, Mickey - your window of opportunity is getting shorted with every breath.

Mind racing, Mickey decides the best thing to do now is to claim their new territory. Mark your room as theirs just as their entire apartment has been overtaken by pictures of you and the things you've thrown out. They fish through their jeans for their keys - picking the hidden knife discreetly disguised as a key. Having overprotective parents had its perks - such as items of self defense they'd otherwise be put on a list for buying themselves.

They climb out of bed, crouching to the floor. The gap beneath your bed has just enough room for them to wiggle into. Compared to lockers they'd been shoved into it was like a luxury apartment. They lay flat on their back, dragging themselves below the bedframe - knife in hand. Eyes adjusting to the darkness, their hands search for the boards supporting your mattress and drives their knife into the first place plank their nails catch on - drawing the curve of a heart into the wood. Light bleeds into the room as they complete the second arch and angle their blades for the first letter of their initials, followed by startled gasps and halted flirts at the odd sight of feet beneath your bed.

"Is this room already occupied?"

Mickey clutches their key ring tighter.

"This is our room...... IF YOU'RE NOT GONE IN THE NEXT FIVE SECONDS I WILL GOUGE YOUR FUCKING EYES OUT AND FEED THEM TO YOU!"

Mickey shrieks in laughter at the sound of slamming doors and footsteps racing down the hall. They've never raised their voice at anyone like that before. Love is a crazy drug. They carve their initials and yours beneath your bed, slithering from the opening and up onto your bed between the sheets for the best night of sleep they've had since they were young.

#yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #yandere #yandere insert #yandere blurb #Creep Yan #Fratbro Reader #tw yandere #yandere drabble

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i-cant-sing · 2 years

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It's very hard to come up with romantic yanderes but I've just got this idea:

Imagine Toji Fushiguro being betrothed to you, Y/n Gojo. Ever since he was a kid, he was told that he would marry the Gojo Saturo's older sister to make the clan stronger.

Now we all know that Toji hated being told what to do, so he swore to himself that he'd never marry you once he grows up. In fact, Toji grew up hating you because all the elders tried to drill it into him that he only existed to marry you and he's useless otherwise.

Alas, Zenin clan did end up forcing Toji to marry you. However, Toji remained defiant even after marrying you. He did not care that you were actually in love with him, he told you once that this was a "marriage of convenience" and that he'd never touch you with a 10 foot pole even if you were the last person on earth because you're a "manipulative bitch". Now reader is 100% confused because she didn't understand why Toji resents her, but decides to work on this marriage for the sake of her family.

Toji cheats on you, slept around with pretty much anyone and everyone, ended up having Megumi with someone and then forced the baby into your lap, wasn't home much because he'd much rather risk his life doing a bounty hunt than sleep in the same bed as you.

You on the other hand, continued to surprise him as you took it all with a smile. When he told you he was cheating on you, you just nodded and asked if he'd like you to run him a bath. When he dropped Megumi in your lap, telling you it's his son, you smiled and cooed at the baby, promising to take care of him. Whenever he tried to sneak out of the house early morning, you'd come out of the kitchen with his lunch, wishing him a safe journey.

He thought you were crazy. No one in their sane mind would react how you had.

Toji won't lie, he may have not fallen for you, but you had managed to soften up his heart and change his opinion of you from "I MF HATE HER-!" to "She's alright."

He doesn't remember what exactly it was that made him fall for you, but it mightve been the time when he found out how you lied to Zenin clan when they asked if Toji had been treating you well or not. You smiled gently and sang hsi praises, and he couldn't figure out why you did that. You had no reason to, your clan was superior to his, they would've protected you. Toji knows how respected and loved you are by your family.

Or maybe it was when he'd return home with injuries and you'd stay up all night taking care of him. There had been quite a few times when he was near death's door, and it was you who had brought him back.

Or maybe it was the fact that Naoya told him that it was you who paid the Zenin clan to give Megumi to Toji. You paid, out of your own pocket, not your family's money, but your own. For him. And you never told him.

It was selfless acts like these that made Toji realise he was in love with you.

You'd always been so selfless, haven't you?

Eventually, Toji began to show you affection, began being the husband you deserved. You didn't change much, responding the same way you always had, a smile and a submissive nod.

One day, you had off-handedly mentioned to him how you don't think its safe for Megumi to be left with the Zenin clan.

The next day, Toji had returned with the news that he and Megumi were no longer associated with the Zenin clan. An act of love.

However, this act of love turned out to be the worst decision he'd ever made because 6 months later, you'd handed him the divorce papers.

"What is this?" Toji asked, frowning at the contents of the paper.

"Divorce papers. Now, I've already packed my bags, Megumi is still at school with Gojo so you can talk to him later. Don't worry, I'll explain that I found someone else or you can say that it was you who dumped me- whatever story you wanna go with, Toji. I'm fine with it!" You said nonchalantly as you rolled out your suitcases.

"Y/n. I- what are you talking about? What is the need for this?!" Toji demanded, slamming the papers on the table. "Why are you leaving?!"

You looked confused. "Huh? I thought you'd be happy?" You shook your head. "Toji, we are not a real couple. Now, you'd be free to marry whoever you want, and I can move on with my life."

"What are you saying?"

"A marriage of convenience." You smiled. "That's what you said on our first night. Now, you're free."

"No- why? Why now?" Toji asked, blocking the doorway.

"Well, I was gonna leave you after the first month. But then I saw how Zenin clan treated you and I realised you were just a victim in this. If I'd left, I knew the repercussions would've been deadly for you. So I stayed. Then you brought Megumi, so more the reason to stay. But when you told me you'd left the clan, oh! I was so happy! I'd have left the same day, but I wanted to make sure they didn't come after you or Megumi later. So I waited for a few more months and now we're here!" You explained with glee. "Now, you can sign those papers and send them over whenever you feel like-"

"No."

"No?"

"No." Toji repeated, tears in his eyes. "No. You- you're not leaving. You can't. I still- I need you. I love you."

"Is this about money? Because I can still send you some even after we're separated." You sighed and tried to move past him. "Toji~ don't make this harder than it needs to be. Move aside, please." But Toji shook his head and hugged you, his large form completely engulfing yours, and he sneakily threw your bags to the side.

"No. You can't do this to me." He said, hugging you tighter when you tried to wriggle out of his arms. "I love you, Y/n. I fucking love you!"

"Toji, just sign-" Toji pulled away from you, grabbing your chin gently before slamming his lips against yours.

"We can leave, huh? We can go somewhere you like, spend away some time, hm?" He kissed you again when you tried to turn him down. "Just the two of us! I can show you how good I can be. I- I promise, I won't ever hurt you again, I'll be the best husband! I'd do anything for you!"

"Anything?"

"Anything."

"Then sign the goddamn papers, Toji." You pushed him off, but he fell to his knees, once again blocking the door.

"Please don't do this." He begged, on his knees, hugging your torso. "I was made for you. Don't do this."

"Stop this, Toji. You're acting like a child. You don't need me anymore, so stop being so selfish." You said, throwing away your bags and hopping over him to get to the door.

"I'll kill myself." That stopped you dead in your tracks. Toji walked up behind you. "If you step outside of this house, Y/n, I swear to God, I'll kill myself." This was his last resort, blackmailing you to stay. You're too selfless, you care too much.

You turned around, with tears in your eyes. Toji felt guilty for pulling on your heartstrings like this but he'd cross any line to make you stay.

"Y/n-"

You slapped him across the face.

"How dare you?" You asked. "How dare you use that against me?" You raised your hands to slap him again but Toji caught your wrist.

"I'm sorry, but it's true. I'll kill myself if you leave. I'll have no purpose in life, nothing to look forward to if you're not here." Toji said, kissing your palm.

"Fine then." You pulled you hand away as Toji smiled. "I'll make sure to bring flowers over to your grave. Or would you like me to spread your ashes instead?" Toji's face never fell so fast. "If you wanna die, then so be it. I'm done feeling guilty for stuff I didn't do." You turned around to leave, only for Toji to grab you from behind and pull you to the basement (that he kept locked because its where he worked). You were freaking out as Toji dragged you down to the room he'd forbade you from ever entering. In a matter of seconds, Toji had grabbed something from the shelf and injected you with it.

Toji cooed sweetly as you fell limp in his arms. "Shh, go to sleep. You'll feel much better when you wake up." He stoked your hair for a few minuets before pulling out some cuffs and chaining you to the bed.

You think you dont have a reason to stay? Fine, Toji will remove that IUD device and give you a reason to stay.

#yandere toji fushiguro #yandere toji #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere jjk #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro #jjk #Jujutsu kaisen x reader

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k2ntoss · 3 months

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BIG FEARS AND LITTLE SURPRISES

tw ⭒ jason todd x fem!reader, pregnancy, cheating mentions, cursing, really REALLY angry jason, angst finished with a lot of fluff because i need something sweet with my baby ):

a/n ⭒ i had all of this almost finished and my fucking phone decided to go crazy and post it unfinished :) i swear i'm screaming. comments and reblogs are all appreciated, also feel free to leave anything on my askbox or inbox <3

no words count again, lmao, too lazy for that

the way your hands tremble makes it hard to see properly the results but it's worse with the tears blurrying your vision. positive. it's what you can see if compared to what the box says.

the knot on your throat is catching your breath with the sobs that manage to leave your lips and lucky you, the apartment is empty as jason had to leave for patrol. how are you supposed to tell him that you're expecting his baby? it's probably the biggest responsability you could make him take and you know he's capable of leaving his life behind just to keep you and the baby safe but here again, who are you to rip appart his life? you didn't had the right to take something so important to him away.

guilt is eating you up as you make your way out of the bathroom to pick up your phone, choosing to call babs because you really needed some help and she agrees to take you on her house for the night so when jason comes back you're not there, instead there's a note were you wrote 'i'll be back in the morning, had a small family emergency' and he senses there's something off but there's no sing of a single shit around the house.

you're out, babs helps you see an emergency doctor and you find out you're pregnant and you're on your fourth month, there's no way you can deny this and ignore it. you know that you'll have to end things with jason, be out of his life before you can ruin it for good, before you are the reason he loses his happiness and his reason to be.

there's no need to say that jason isn't able to sleep what's left of the night, it's not until you open the door when he's able to breathe because you look just fine, there's not a single hair out of its place on you and he comes closer but stops on his track when he's met with the less warm greeting you could have made.

"morning, jason" you say in a calm tone, your lips pressed on a fine line as you walk pass him, gently nudding your shoulder against his side as if you just bumped him and he turns around, mouth parted as he tries to say something in the exact second you dissapear through the doorway of your room.

"good morning?" he greets back, where was his kiss? and his hug? he's following you like a lost puppy while you pace around the room "babe... is something going on?" he asks softly, his eyes look worried and it hurts so bad because a big part of you wants to jump into his arms and break the news to him.

you were going to be a family.

you could have been a family.

but life wasn't that nice to almost anyone, you couldn't just tell him and ruin his whole life, take away everything for him to take a responsability that maybe he wasm't ready to take.

"nope, nothing at all" you reply, turning around to avoid looking at him as your voice comes nonchalant naturally, almost putting too much of a good show of being just fine. and then your phone rings, dick's name pops up on your screen and you look at it, fisting the device as you walk fast out of the room "i have to take this, wait" you mumble as you dart oit of the apartment.

jason is so taken by surprise he doesn't follows at first giving you the chance to talk a little more safely.

"i can't tell him, dick, what am i supposed to do? if i ever tell him it's all gonna be over" you mutter into the speaker and dick knows that part of it is real, but he also knows jason and he knows he couldn't feel his life would be ruinned by his own child growing on your womb.

there are steps comming from into your place and you know it's time to finish the call "i can't talk right now, please don't keep calling me" you mutter between gritted teeth "not when he's around" you let out as a whisper hoping jason didn't heard.

but as i said, life isn't nice. he hears it, it's weird because he made part of your mumbling and whispering "was it about your family emergency?" he asks, it's clear that there are some thoughts starting to rumble on his head but he tries to push it away.

"yeah, uh... my sister is having a hard time with her husband" and your answer seems to be genuine at first, jason nods at it makes you believe he accepts it. but he's not stupid.

that's the first time jason feels like something isn't right, the first time a little hint of distrust raises on his mind and he feels sick.

the following days are almost the same, you keep your phone inside the pockets of your clothes and avoid looking at him. there are no kisses or hugs over the day, no cuddling while watching a movie on the evening and what is worst.

there no hugging on your sleep. it's like you're pushing him away, closing yourself up to him and that makes him feel like he's losing you.

most nights you would just turn around and shift under the blankets pretending to be asleep just to push away his arms, snuggling away from him until you were sleeping on the edge of the bed. some other nights, just like this one, you would put up any lame excuse.

"it's too hot, jason, can we not cuddle now?" you'd ask him with a frown, thruth is that it was chill and you are just wearing shorts and a old shirt, too thin to cover you from the wind. your tone is filled with disgust at the thought of being too close to him when you were both sweaty when you wanted nothing else but cuddle yourself into his arms, to kiss him and hear his heartbeat "it's not a big deal, just one night not cuddling"

and jason isn't even able to reply, he just nods because he knows that if he speaks his voice will break. he might look like a though guy, like he didn't needed anyone but himself but he needed you. it was killing him, not being able to see your eyes looking up at him with so much love and care, why was he losing you?

at this point is hard for him to even talk to you, it's been two weeks already and you aren't home during the day. when he has to go on patrol you are about to arrive and he starts to lose any hope on being able to talk this through with you even if he decided to stay at home and skip his patrol. when he's back it's either to find you sleeping already or to find you on the couch and he doesn't feel brave enough to pick you up to take you to bed.

he has some hopes up tho, he feels like maybe ome of this days you'll wake up being the same as always, showering him in soft pecks to wake him up or maybe whispering sweet nothings into his ear but you know how they say that even the strongest rock breaks when water hits it too much?

jason has his limits too and his mind hasn't stopped to think of the possibilities of you having someone else. he hates himself because that would mean he doesn't trust you anymore and that what it is, but he doesn't want to think it like that.

one evening when jason is supposed to be out with bruce to check a big case you come back home, you miss being there and having him to hold you thight and kiss your face.

"you came back early" you hear his voice and it makes you freeze, he wasn't supposed to be here. for your luck it's starting to get colder outside so a few layers of clothing helps to cover the way your belly has started to grown. it's ever so slightly swollen, being your first pregnancy and you just being on the fifth month it was easy to say it wasn't really a baby bump.

but you knew jason would notice if he looked close enough. you are there, arms crossed over your chest as you look at jason. there's no hint of the warmth of his happiness to see you back home and your heart breaks up all over again for the hundreth time in weeks.

"aren't you supposed to be with bruce?" you asks, pretending not to be surprised or scared because you tried so hard not to tremble under his gaze.

"am i? really? for what i can remember we are both supposed to be and do some things but you aren't like you're supposed to be lately" he says and his tone comes out harsh. maybe it's for the better but he hates fighting with you, he hates having any kind of argument with the girl he loves so much but he can't take this anymore.

"and can you tell me what do your words mean?" you ask him, you knew that this was about to come it just needed to be pushed a little more to explode like an old grenade. like an old mine on a war field because it was just like that, everything was so spiky between you both it was better to spend your time out.

"you know damn well what i mean, y/n" he scoffs, there's a sharpness to his eyes that makes you want to cry but you have to keep it together so you can finally push him away so you can safe what's the most important thing for him.

oh but how mistaken you were. dumb, dumb, dumb. as if you weren't the most important thing for him, as if losing you wouldn't break him completely and let alone finding out he was going to be a father. you were about to take his heart out of his chest and squeeze it, drain it completely to leave him destroyed. the shell of the man he became when you came into his life.

"i'm sorry to break it into your hard head, i have no idea what you mean" you talk back, sounding all so sure and defensive when everything you wanted was to bury yourself into his arms and say how sorry you were, how stupid you felt for hidding all of this from him.

"you're not even the shade of who you were weeks ago, y/n" he stands up from the chair he's sitting at, heavy steps as he comes closer. he's towering over you and there's a voice in the back of your head that tells you that it's better to stop all of this because you also hated this kind of confrontation "what the hell is going on? is it even something better that what we had?"

and that question makes you confused, what was he talking about? what was better?

"care to enlighten me? you're just talking and i cam't understand what do you mean" your words sound genuine and they are, there's not a single thought of what he could possibly mean.

"c'mon, don't play dumb with me" he starts, looking away with a scowl. he walks away when he feels you shifting a little closer, it's almost as if the heat of your body wasn't a welcome feeling anymore, it burned him "did you decided to go play someone's else pretty girlfriend? is he even as good as i am?"

and it all makes sense. did he really thought you had someone else and even if you've been lying to him, hidding things from him it hurts you so bad because you were so sure he knew how much you loved him, how he was everything you could have ever wished for.

"are you being–? do you think i have someone else?" you ask and the way you sound so offended makes him feel angrier "who the fuck do you think i am? how can you even dare to say that?"

"so now you're offended? what? cam't stand being called out like the cheater you are?" his voice turns louder, he sounds so angry and hurt, jason feels his eyes sting and he has to bite his tongue to hold back the tears "what do you think? that i'm fucking stupid?! you think i don't listen to you when you speak on the phone? how you tell him to stop calling you when i'm around?"

every single word feels like a dagger into your chest, he's unable to stop himself with the questioning and the pain on your heart makes you bring one hand to the top of your belly in a protective way, almost by instinct because you know that intense emotions can be harmful for a baby.

"do you think i don't know you're not home until i leave for patrol?! maybe you're too busy letting another asshole fuck you like some cheap whore" and it's what you needed to hear, the last thing you needed to listen from him because now you can't help it.

the tears that start falling from your eyes in silence are just fuel to his anger.

"and now you're crying! can't you stop playing thr victim" and his voice is louder, he's screaming now and you can't think before it slips out of your mouth.

"i'm expecting" it comes out as a whisper, he can't really make your words because his voice mutters yours completely.

"i can't fucking believe you're crying when you're the one cheatin–"

"i'm expecting!" this time when his voice lowers it's your turn to raise your tone and he stops on his tracks. his face turns pale when the words sink on his mind and even the vein on his neck vanishes.

"what?" it's the only thing he manages after swallowing hard, he looks at you in disbelief and your worst fear roars inside of you when you think that he just can imagine his life ruined.

"i'm pregnant" you're still crying and your hand is still holding your belly almost as if you were also scared of losing what you thought was the last thing you had left of jason "i didn't knew how to tell you- i didn't wanted to ruin your life like this, i'm so sorry i'm doing this to you"

your words are slurred and you can't help it, the tears fall down more and more when jason covers his mouth with his hand and sighs. he hides the biggest smile he has let out in years and you can't see it. it looks like he's regretting being with you to your eyes and it breaks you even more.

with your eyes closed and the noise of your struggled breath you can't hear it when he comes closer and his hands are over yours, he looks at you with a spark of pure joy as he cups your cheeks so lovingly it makes your heart ache.

"are you? sweetheart..." he speaks and his voice breaks but you're sure he has never sounded so happy before "why didn't you... you really thought this would ruin my life?"

through your tears and all the fear you still feel doesn't let you speak so you nod feeling your knees weak and jason notices. he holds you into his arms, picking you up to walk and sit on the couch, taking your body in his embrace to cuddle you against his chest.

"there's nothing that i could have wanted more than this" he mutters, his lips pressed against your temple as he caresses your back "never again think that something as important as this could ruin me, okay? you have no idea... how much i've wanted to start a family by your side" jason speaks and there's no trace of anger on his eyes anymore, there are still a few tears rolling down his cheeks but the smile on his lips is there too.

"i didn't knew how to tell you, i'm so sorry" you sob, your arms going around his neck as you hide your face from him in shame "i don't want you to quit your life for us, jason"

"let me clear a few thing up for you, hm?" jason starts, one of his hands sneaks until it finds the small curve of your belly "first of all, you can't call me jason, it's either jay or any of those cheesy nicknames you have for me but never in your life jason" the way he sound deadly serious brings a sense of warmth and safety that you lost in the past weeks and that made it easier for you to breathe as you nod at his words.

"now, i won't quit my life. my life right now is you and this little one, yeah? it's gonna be hard, we're still young but we are a family now and i'll do anything to keep you both safe" jason says, so solemnly it makes you nod without even thinking. he was so right.

and you've been so wrong all this time.

"i'm on the fifth month..." you say, your voice comes out a little hoarse but jason can't help the pretty chuckle he lets out at his excitement.

"do you know what it will be?" he asks softly, leaning in to kiss softly both of your eyes. those were one of your favorites because jason started to kiss your eyes once you told him one of the stories you were told when you were a little girl.

and when you nod at his question he looks at you, waiting for your answer and it bring a small smile to your face after weeks of feeling dead.

"it's a girl... i went to the doctor today, i wished you could have been there" you say as you look away and it only makes you miss the way jason's smile widens and he has to cover his eyes because he's crying all again.

"so were having a little princess, right?" he asks, jason sounds so happy that just thinking about how you were about to hide this from him makes you sick, but there's nothing that can bring down how you feel when he smiles like that "will i be able to read to her when she goes to bed?"

how easy had been for you to deny yourself from the pleasure and joy of letting him know before but it wasn't late to make up for all of this. having a family with the love of your life was really a dream come true.

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One-sentence concept: You’re very pretty like your dad!

Your third pregnancy was proving to be the toughest out of all them. You were constantly uncomfortable and baby boy was so active, you were hardly getting any sleep every night.

Up until now, Jack's schedule had been crazy busy, traveling across the country for performances and appearances, but when he noticed how taxed you were taking care of the girls while in your second trimester, he scaled back and took some time to be home.

You'd been tossing and turning all night, and had finally drifted off to sleep when you heard the girls run into your bedroom, jumping on the bed.

"Good Morning, Mama!" You smiled, your eyes still closed, at Aaliyah's lisp as she wrapped you in a hug. "Careful of the baby, Liyah", you shielded your belly as she settled in the bed next to you. Jack was trailing behind the girls with breakfast from one of your favorite Louisville spots. "Sorry, I tried to get them to be quiet, but they're so fast."

"Its fine. Thank you." Jack gave you a quick kiss as he handed you your food. You sat up in bed, wasting no time digging into your pancakes and bacon. "Just give me a second to eat and then I'll get the girls dressed for the day." Your mind was already racing with all of the errands you needed to get done today.

"I was thinking we'd switch things up today. I booked you a massage and spa day." Jack wanted you to have a day totally dedicated to relaxing. "That's sweet babe, but I planned on taking the girls to get their Christmas gifts. Their excited to pick out gifts for Nana and Poppa." You took a deep breath as your rubbed your belly.

"I'm gonna take care of everything you needed to get done today." Jack took your phone and went to your notes app where he knew you kept your to-do list, his eyes growing wide as he scrolled. "Wow. Why do you need to go the hardware store?" He scrunched his brow in confusion. "Oh, we need lightbulbs for the kitchen." You answered with a full mouth.

"You know we can hire someone to help around the house." Jack chuckled, "I don't want my pregnant wife changing any lightbulbs." He stood and helped you up just as you were taking your last bite. "I just want you to relax. From now on, your only task is to focus on growing our baby, okay?" His hand found your stomach as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

While you were spending the day in complete relaxation, being waited on hand and foot in a fluffy white robe, Jack was trying his best to get everything done on your to-do list. The morning went pretty smoothly and he was able to get a lot done, but by the time lunch rolled around, he was ready for a nap and the girls were just getting started.

"Daddy! Can we play dress up?" Aaliyah jumped up and down in front of an exhausted Jack, her face covered in chocolate that he bribed her with if she behaved. Not his finest moment, but you didn't need to know. "How about we take a nap first?" He yawned, leaning against the kitchen counter.

"We don't take naps anymore." Brooklyn chimed in. "Since when?"

"Since I turned five. I don't think Aaliyah has ever taken a nap." Brooklyn looked at her sister who was bouncing off the walls. "Yeah! I hate naps!" She jumped all over Jack. "Daddy, please! Can we play dress up?"

"Yes, but just for a few minutes, and then we're having quiet time." The girls eagerly agreed, dragging Jack to their playroom. He laid on the rug in the middle of the room as the girls started pulling out their costumes, and before he knew it, he was dead asleep.

"Jack. Jack. Jackman." Jack's eyes fluttered open to the sound of your voice. You were standing over him, a small bag from Sephora in your hands, your cute belly poking out under your sweater. "Hey baby", he sleepily smiled at you, "did you have a good time at the spa?"

"I did, but it looks like I missed the true beauty experience here." He narrowed his eyes at you, not understanding, so you motioned over your lips, making him brush the palm of his hand over his mouth, a red substance visible. Jack sat up quickly, a plastic crown falling off of his head. "What did you girls do?"

"We made you pretty, Daddy!" You stifled a laugh as you handed him your phone with the camera open. "What the fu-", you stopped Jack before he could swear in front of the girls. "Jack, breathe. Its washable." He took a minute to examine the full face of makeup the girls had put on him while he was sleeping, complete with purple eyeshadow, bright pink blush and deep red lipstick. "What do you think, Daddy?" He looked over at Aaliyah, who had wide eyes, so proud of her makeup job.

"It looks great, baby. Thank you." He wrapped her in a big hug, giving her a kiss on the cheek. Brooklyn turned to you. "Mama, what do you think of my makeup?" She curled up against your bump, looking up at you.

"You look beautiful, B. You're very pretty...like your dad." You couldn't hide your giggles as you looked at Jack, who gave you a playful scowl. "C'mon daddy, lets get you cleaned up."

#jack harlow #jackman thomas harlow #jackharlow #jackman harlow #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow fanfic

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sanjisboyfie · 7 months

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one piece smau: vacation edition

— strawhats being a cute friend group once again

— male reader, everyone having the tiniest crush on him too but thats only if u swuint (im a very selfindulgent writer sorry)

— also i imagine robin, franky and brook to be older than the rest of hte crew, but not like crazy older. its probably not really relevant, but like mid twenties insead of their thirties and forties LMFAOA the rest of the crew is young twenties

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dni_nami: pre-7hr flight question, how long until we all start killing each other? everyone place your bets

tagged: ._.[name], freeluffy, and princesanji

uso_pp: we barely made it through the airport without losing luffy, so i'm placing my bet on one hour.

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-> dr.law: i'm surprised you even made it through airport security....

-> freeluffy: TOORRAOO YOU SHOULD'VE COME IT WOULDVE BEEN SO FUNNNN!!!

-> dr.law: hard pass. good luck everyone else.

._.[name]: i think it's gonna be fine !!! what's the worst that can happen tbh

-> dni_nami: i could list 100 reasons why this is gonna go bad and all of them involve luffy.

-> robinkills: [name]'s right, i think this trip is going to be very fun !

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freeluffy: [name] rented bikes for us, but he won't let me drive :/

tagged: ._.[name]

SUPERCOLA: good job [name] for saving his life, much appreciated

dni_nami: i'm begging you two to not crash and make the expenses of our trip go up even more

-> princesanji: always thinking logically, nami, this is why i love you so much <333333333333333

roro.zoro: pick up some sake otw back

-> ._.[name]: yesyesyes we all know thats the only reason why you came anyway, i'll pick some up

-> roro.zoro: what. no way. i definitely wanted to be sat on a hours long flight next to luffy and be living in a small apartment with all of my friends who dont know how to speak quietly and wont let me sleep even when its already early morning. what. i am so excited to be here.

-> uso_pp: alright we get it please stop

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robinkills: thank you [name] for winning me the prizes :)

tagged: ._.[name]

._.[name]: anything for you robin <3 aka the person thats keeping all of us sane right now <3

princesanji: HOW DARE THIS BAFFOON STEAL YOU AWAY ROBIN PLEASE LET ME TAKE CARE OF HIM, I WILL MAKE SURE HE NEVER BOTHERS YOU AGAIN

-> uso_pp: when is sanji going to accept the fact that [name] is actually apart of this friend group and that he is also more favored by the women we interact with

-> ._.[name]: dw usopp he only puts on a hard front, he ltr begged me to room with him so he could cuddle w me at night. he's just being shy rn

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freeluffy: [NAME] [NAME] DID YOU GET ME THEONE I WANTED TOO??!?!?! REMEMBER I SHOWED YOU

-> ._.[name]: yes luffy :) we are otw back and i have the one you asked for as well.

-> SUPERCOLA: [name] the absolute goat in dealing with luffy and his absurd requests so the rest of us dont have to

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uso_pp: morning debrief where we all share embarrassing stories, like how [name] almost stripped completely naked drunk last night because an ice spice song was playing on the karaoke.

._.[name]: alright genuinely why the fuck did that have to be the caption you put on the internet for the whole world to see

-> roro.zoro: no dont be embarassed [name] it was funny watching you try and copy her signature pose

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-> dni_nami: don't think about even crossing me in the future, i have a video of the whole thing bby

-> ._.[name]: GOD FORBID A GUY HAS FUN

skullnsoul: i found [name]'s dancing and singing quite endearing

-> ._.[name]: thank you brook :') you're so sweet

-> skullnsoul: yes, although i feel like you're much too old to be wearing underwear with hearts as the print, [name]. i suggest buying new pairs of boxers :)

-> ._.[name]: what the actual fuck

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dni_nami: i really wish you could hear sanji cursing [name] outin this photo

tagged: princesanji and ._.[name]

._.[name]: me when im literally following the instructions that hes telling me and i somehow still get yelled at

-> princesanji: do you even understand hwo cooking meat works? everyone would have gotten salmonella and food poisoning if i didn't teach you how

->._.[name]: yelling is never the answer sanji

-> freeluffy: I THINK [NAME]'S COOKING TASTED REALLY GOOD

uso_pp: they acc cookeedddd tho like our food was so tastyyy

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robinklills: sanji almost shoved [name]'s head into the griller, it was funny

-> ._.[name]: HE WHAT ??!?!?! I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE THAT HE TRIED DOING THA TWHAT THE FUCK

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roro.zoro: [name] told me to post this photo he took.

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dni_nami: awww look all the boys finally getting along

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-> princesanji: i would have much rather been in your presence my queen, i love you so much

-> ._.[name]: sanjii give up the bit for fucks sake

uso_pp: where was me and luffy's inv ??? ig its like that now ....

-> roro.zoro: you guys were playing mermaids in the pool at the apartment and explicitly told us to not interfere with your serious business

-> princesanji: and then you started getting mad at us for invitig you again right before we left

._.[name]: damn zoro u lookin mad fine in this photo shiiiitttt #smash

-> roro.zoro: i need you to make sure your door is locked later tn or else i cant promise you will wake up the next day

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._.[name]: thank u nami for the photos

tagged: dni_nami

._.[name]: btw nami made me post this w that caption so it could "scare away the hoes"

-> dni_nami: im doing them a favor, they just dont know it yet cuz ur fucking insane

-> uso_pp: LMFAOAO

purrrona: can i bite it?

-> ._.[name]: BITE WHAT?????

-> purrrona: so is that a yes or a no?

-> uso_pp: professional dick rider alert !!!!

roro.zoro: why is your thirst trap the first thing i have to see when i open this app

-> ._.[name]: why are you acting like you weren't the first person to like this post???

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portgasace: WHY THE FUCK WAS I NOT INVITED ON THIS TRIP?????

dr.law: id also like to thank nami for the photos

#≡;- ꒰ ° smau series ꒱#one piece smau #one piece imagines #modern one piece #modern au one piece #smau imagines #one piece x reader #one piece x male reader #x male reader #male reader #male reader imagines

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mina-saiyat · 6 months

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Twice Interactive Story Part 1211 Love Foolish (Sana)

'Ummm... what time is it...' Sana wakes by the alarm and rubbing her eyes, but before she clear her mind, you already start playing her body again, you squeeze her tits hard and planting hickeys on her neck again.

'Yah... I gonna go to work...' Sana lazily hammers your chest, but did not resist you at all. 'You don't have to go to work, Sana. I can pay anything for you.' You whisper in her ears, the motion of your hands keep, and the morning bulge of you is filling her cunt again. You push her down and start thrusting.

'Its been three days... ummm...' You kiss Sana to stop her protest.

"Tired already?" You joke. You continue thrusting into her until You cum again. "I guess it's time for me to move on then. I'll let you get some rest." You pull out of Sana slowly and give her a kiss.

‘I need to get a shower before going to work… I am too sweaty…’ Sana checks her body, and she sees how red her clit is, your cum keep dripping off from it. ‘You are such a monster… Ah! I can’t walk…’ Sana tries to get up, but the intense sex marathon lasted for 3 days has drained her. After you arrived Sana’s home, both of you have never left the flat again. These 3 days are just combine of eat, sex and sleep.

‘Let me help you, Sana.’ You stand up and carry Sana to the shower after you put your cock inside again. ‘Fuck… it’s coming in again…’ Sana just moan unconsciously and rest her head on your shoulder.

You thrust with every step, making Sana moan louder. "I thought you'd be able to handle it." You say to tease Sana. "I'll give you a bit of break and go somewhere else for a few days. I don't want to break you."

'No! I am fine. Don't leave yet.' Sana says between moans. 'Ah!' The cold water from the shower makes Sana shivers, you push her against the wall and start fucking her again. 'Ah... please... these days are the best days of my life... Your slut wants to have sex with you every minute... Ah...'

Although Sana still begging you to stay, you could feel her walls are tightening again, the sex marathon makes her sensitive body becoming more sensitive.

"I know you do, but you need to take a break too." You say, continuing to thrust. "Or maybe I just want to hear you beg for my cock when I come back." You say to tease her. "This isn't much of a shower, Sana. You're barely cleaning yourself. Didn't you say you had work?"

'Yeah, I need work, but fill me first! I need your cock too!' Sana screams as she reaches the orgasm. You plant a soft kiss on her forehead, 'You are already doing a good job for the last 3 days, Sana. I am happy about the things you prepared for me.' You stop the water and help Sana gets out of the shower.

You two help to dry each other, but the way that Sana keeps jerking you off even she could just barely balance herself. 'Little slut being so desperate?' You tease her while flipping her nipples, feeling soft her tits are in your hands.

'Yes, I will always beg for your cum. Wait for me so I can beg again after work? Please?' Sana keeps her hands moving and looks at you. 'I have take pills already, although I am not sure if it is still useful if you cum that much in me?' Sana press her tummy lightly, and a large amount of cum dripping from her clit.

'Just like last time when you were here, I beg you to stay but you say you have already cummed too much in me, you did the same thing by pressing my tummy. Will you stay this time?'

"One more day then. I'll stay for today." You tell her as you spank her ass. "If you think you can't walk today, tomorrow is going to be a lot worse after I'm done with your ass." You chuckle after and whisper, "You're right. Who knows if the pill is going to work. Maybe you're already pregnant." I joke.

'You sure one day is enough? You can stay until Mina's back. You know... when she is back... we may not have chances to do these crazy things again...' Sana whispers and you can't even hear the second half of her words.

'If I am pregnant, I will go for abortion, I won't bring any trouble to you, don't worry.' Sana bends herself on the basin, shaking her ass to you. 'Now I need to brush my teeth, wanna help?'

"You wouldn't need to go that far, Sana." You tell her as you run your hands along her ass. You give her a light smack and place your cock between her cheeks. "Do you still want to be able to walk today? Or would you rather I play it safe."

'Yes, Just fuck me. You don't need to care if I can walk. I am OK. Just put it in.' Sana grinds her ass on you, seducing you to put in again.

'Use my pussy or use my ass, I am always ready for you.' Sana splits her ass cheek, showing the cum drips from her holes. 'It's keep dripping out. Can you help me to block it, boss?'

You feel so strange that you are being horny again. Since you get in her house, you seem never getting enough of Sana's body.

'Just fuck me boss, I won't be pregnant. Fuck me and think those things later.' Sana keep urging you.

"Alright, it's your problem then." You place your cock against her cunt covering it in her juices before moving up to her puckered asshole. You hold onto Sana shoulder, "Remember you asked for this." You tell her as you ram your cock into her ass, feeling her struggle to take it all in.

'Oh... just like that... It feels much better...' Sana releases a satisfied moan after she got something in her ass. Her ass is already a bit loose after you continuously use it, she bends herself even lower so you can fuck her easily.

'Remember to brush your teeth clean, Sana. I am going now.' You slap her ass to signal her you gonna begin another round.

'Um... yes, just do it... I am fine... ah!' Your movement are too rough, forcing Sana to use one hand to grab the basin to keep herself balance.

'Urgh... I can't...' Sana slur her words because of the bubbles in her mouth, however you know she is complaining she can't brush her teeth properly.

You hold her waist, pulling her back as you ram myself deep into her. "You can't what?" You say, teasing her. "You have to brush your teeth properly." You slap Sana's ass until it's bright red. You put one of Sana's legs onto the wash basin and thrust deeper, messing up her insides.

'Umm... Argh... I am going to cum again!' Sana gives up, she can't even hold the teeth brush, she drops it on the floor, both of her hands are pinned on the mirror, as if she is going to fall anytime.

'Kis... Kiss me.' Sana turns her head around and let her tongue, she loves kiss with you like a dog, she has told you that because it makes her feels like a whore.

You give Sana what she wants and kiss her. During the kiss, you whisper, "You dirty whore, going to work barely able to walk and filled with cum." You keep thrusting, making sure to impale Sana on your cock every time. "Beg for my cum, you bitch."

'Please... cum in me... glur... I wanna feel your cum in me when I am working... So that it's feel like you are with me... Ah...' Sana says after spitting some bubble from her mouth.

'Yaobo, no, Boss! Please give me! I am cumming.' Sana strugglely move of her hands to rub her clits, but soon fail to hold balance and fall her upper body on the basin.

'Ah... it's hurt... No! Don't stop! I am going to cum!' Sana stops your checking on her and rubs her clits faster.

You thrust into Sana, pushing her body against the basin. Pulling on her hair you yell at her to not waste a single drop as you drive your cock into the deepest parts of her and fill her with your cum. You hold her against the basin afterwards, slowly thrusting in and out to pump more cum into her.

'Ugh... thank you for the cum... So warm...' Sana, who is exhausted could just laying on the basin, her ass keep milking you despite she could not even move her finger.

'Oh... Sana... Your ass is tightening again. Such a slut!' You slap her ass hard and enjoy her milking. 'You make me don't wanna let you go to work. What should I do?' You give her an evil smile and slowly thrusting again.

'Yes, Fuck me to hell... I am all yours... they gonna know I am leaving one day...' Sana closes her eyes and says desperately.

"Hold on a second, Sana." You leave Sana and grab your phone. You take a picture of Sana in her current state and send it to Tzuyu with the message, "Don't you wish you were your mommy right now?" You put your cock back into Sana's ass and start thrusting before taking a video with Sana's moans being the only sound beside your bodies crashing together.

Seeing Tzuyu does not reply you, you put down your phone and focus on Sana again. 'Ah! Yes Fuck me boss!' Sana moans loudly as you start thrusting faster again.

'Let's back on bed, Sana.' You kiss her neck before getting her in your arms. 'But I am already late... umm...' Sana protests verbally but still hug your neck tightly.

You keep thrusting during the way back to Sana's room, you find that Sana is actually riding you in air. 'Are you gonna go to go work huh? But you are still riding my cock happily, slut.' You slap her ass hardly to tease her.

'Umm... please continue... Boss!' Sana's moans echo with the slapping, the mixture of your cum and her nectar still dripping from her cunt.

'Fuck, Sana. Don't go to work anymore, be my little slut at home.' You throw Sana on the bed and start fucking her again. You bury your head in her tits, feeling how it pressed you. 'Be my personal cocksleeve at home, Sana. Your boss will keep you.'

'Umm... no... we can't let Myoui's know you have a mistress... Ah! So good! Bite me!' Sana starts to roar, means that she is approaching the peak again, she crosses her legs on your leg, demanding you to go deeper.

You ram yourself deeper and circle her nipple with your tongue before biting her breast lightly. You feel Sana get tighter around your cock and tell her to cum. "Be my cocksleeve, Sana. You can't resist even for a moment. You're just a cock hungry whore, my little whore."

‘Yes, I am your whore! Ah!’ Sana uses the rest of her energy to shout her pleasure out. You keep licking her cleavage, but you see she is not responding anymore. You look up and see that she is already black outed. ‘Slut? Slut? You slap her tits, trying to wake her up, however its useless.

‘So weak, Sana.’ You whisper lightly and start thrusting again, you are going to chase your orgasm now. You keep fucking her for a few more minutes until you feel you are going to cum. ‘Ah… I am going to die… boss…’ You hear Sana moans weakly.

You kiss Sana's neck, "just a little more, Sana." You keep thrusting without a care before slamming your cock into her womb and flooding it with your seed. "You're such a good cumdump, Sana. You're my little cumdump."

'Umm... what time is it now?' Although Sana's body can passively cater your assault, but seems her mind is still messed.

'Still want to work?' You give her a kiss, fixing the hair that stick on her forehead. 'I fuck you to unconscious, and then I wake you up by fucking you. Only a slut can do that, right?'

'I never tried this before...' Sana thinks for a while before sneaking into your arms and cuddles with you. 'If you wish, let's do it again. We still have a day at the love motel next time.'

You kiss Sana, "maybe. I think you need a small break. I don't think you can even walk right now." You kiss Sana again, "Look at you, wanting to cuddle." You say pointing out her actions.

'If you don't want it, it's fine. I am just your slut at the end.' Sana gives you a fake smile and withdraw from your arms. 'Guess I gonna call sick again, too.' Sana moves to the bedside and picks up her phone.

You approach her from the behind, leaving a little space for her and also maintaining the proximity, you remember what Mina told you, so even you guess Sana has something on you, you not sure should you reply to her.

'I mean, you said you would for abortion, really? You don't want a kid?' You ask curiously, you are not sure is she convincing you to fuck her, or she really means it.

'Yes, I will. Especially you are going to marry Mina. We Japanese see the family very important, moreover Myoui's would not allow me to have one with you.'

"The Myoui's and I don't exactly get along as is. What they want does not matter to me." You come closer to Sana and wrap your arms around her, putting your head on her shoulder while gently ty caressing her. "What is it that you want? Do you want a family? Be honest with me."

'No way. We are just having sexual relationships, right? How can I survive if I can't have sex for half a year!' Sana giggles. 'Besides, I would not want my child to be involved in any fight in inheritance. You know Myoui's is such a big family... If you wanna have one, have one with Mina. I know she wants it right?'

"You're right about that. She does, but think about yourself too. If you ever want one tell me." You kiss Sana, "So are you going to work, or do you want to continue where we left off?"

'No... how can I find a husband in the future if I have a kid with me.' Sana squeezes your cheek. 'I have applied sick leave already, just fuck me.' Sana goes down and swallow your cock in a swift motion.

You are surprised by her aggressiveness, it seems that she has not been black outed minutes ago. You start to regret that you have promised to stay tonight, you really should get some rest if you are going to meet your other girlfriends later. But it's impossible if you are in the same house with this slutty evil.

You fuck Sana throughout the day, she fades in and out of consciousness at time but she always comes back for more. Both of you take multiple showers and fuck all over the house. "Sana, your belly is getting big with all the cum inside." You say poking her bloated belly. "You look pregnant" You joke as you continue pounding her. "Are you enjoying the last day before I go?"

'It's not the last day. We still have tonight. Ah...' Sana nearly broke by you, but you know both of you are nearly reaching your limit. You have never tried to fuck continously for that long, you have tried the marathon with Nayeon before, but never that long.

'Ah... Sana...' Shivers go down your spine, and your hips start to jerk, your cum once again fill Sana's cunt. You collapse on her as you are really drained, your play with her tits to buy some time before next round.

'Where are you going tomorrow? Living with Dahyun again?' Sana asks while she is licking your earlobe.

"No, a friend." You kiss Sana again. "We better make the most of tonight." You squeeze Sana's thighs, "or would you rather take a break to eat?"

'A friend? Or you mean girlfriend, huh?' Sana giggles. 'Empty your bag for me tonight, so your girlfriend don't get any cum from you tomorrow.' Sana uses her legs to push you in again.

Perhaps it's the best sleep you have had for these days. When you wake up again, it's already afternoon. Seeing you are the only one on the bed, you thought Sana had gone to work.

You throw the dirty blanket on the floor and walk to the kitchen, wanting to grab something for eat. Sana was there already, she is trying to cook some food for both of you.

Sana is just wearing a shirt of yours, barely covering half of her ass cheek. Her hair is still messy, covering her shoulder. You could her naked legs are covered by bruises and your handprints.

You quietly walk to her, slap her ass hardly, and take her again from behind. 'Ummm... you finally wake up...' Sana releases a moan when she feels you have entered her. it seems she has recovered well also.

"So are you. What are you making?" You say as you kiss her softly. "It smells nice." You hold Sana's waist as you thrust. "This is going to be a tip for being such a good host."

'Ummm... this is going to be overcooked...' Sana straggly holds the pan. it's just some pure fried egg, as she doesn't know how to cook.

'Sana... Are you hungry?' You groan as you feel she is being tighter.

'Ah... of course... Otherwise, why... why would I cook...' Sana breaths heavily.

'I guess you need some protein for nutrition, right?' You twist her nipples, forcing her to grind her body. 'You know what I mean, right? Some topping on the egg should be good.' You smirk.

'Yes, please. I want it. Just give me.' Your hints seem ignited Sana again. 'Ah. Fuck!' Sana reaches the orgasm immediately.

You thrust quickly and turn down the heat of the stove. "Can't have your meal burn." You say while feeling her cunt tighten around your cock. "How much topping do you want, Sana?" You ask her as you near your climax.

'Please give me... I am hungry... I want my food all covered by the protein! I want a carbonara.' Sana roars as you feel your cock starts to throb inside her.

'Ready for your breakfast?' You bite your teeth hardly to stop yourself from cumming and pull out immediately, your aim your cock at the food and let Sana do the rest.

You feel Sana's hand stroke your cock the couple of times you needed to cum and cover her food in it. You pat her head, "Good girl, now eat up."

Sana immediately gets a fork and start eating, she first licks the cum on the egg.' Ahh... it's so hot!' She smiles shyly. 'It tastes better with the egg right?' You rub her hair, seeing she starts eating the egg. 'Yes, Boss. It tastes really good. I am feeling so energetic now.' Sana plays the cum with her tongue, she opens her mouth wide, showing to you that she is enjoying the food you prepared for her.' Do you wanna try some?' Sana smirks and leans to kiss you.

"Actually, I had another idea for my breakfast." You kneel down in front of Sana and push your tongue inside her cunt. You taste her sweet nectar and hold her legs in place. "This is much better."

‘Umm… so finally you are serving me in these four days…’ Sana resting herself on the kitchen cabinet, her hands caressing your hair, keep pushing you towards her pussy.

You look up at her, seeing how she is enjoying your tongue, her loud moan seducing you to drive your tongue deeper. ‘Ah… how good it would be if everyday starts like this… Fuck…’ Sana whispers.

‘Can you stay one more day? Just one more day? I will make it worth… Urgh!’ Sana yells suddenly and you feel her walls start clamping your tongue.

You keep eating her out until Sana cums. "Another day, Sana? How do you plan to make it worth it for me?" You ask as you stand up, your hand rubs her lips softly. "What do you plan to do?"

‘Anything, anything you want! Just anything you want.’ Sana’s tongue drawing around your finger. ‘Cosplay like last time? I still have a lot of custom here. Or you want I wear stocking? I can do it too.’ Sana crosses her arm on your neck, getting closer to you. ‘Or you need to work? I could just ride you if you are busy.’

‘Actually, you can stay until Mina’s back. I don’t mind.’ Sana closes her eyes and tries to kiss you.

You block Sana's kiss for the moment, "Anything I want?" You think for a moment, "maybe I'll have you wear lingerie in the new office. You'll never see anyone else, of course. Or maybe..." You start thinking of what you can Sana do but can't think of anything. "Would you let me breed you?" You ask jokingly.

‘Are you serious?’ Sana stops as she is shocked by your ask. ‘If you want, I can stop taking pills. Is that what you want?’ Sana looks directly into your eye. ‘Having kid is a serious issue, I don’t want my kids will be hurt in the future, I want he has a dad, I want he has a complete family. But I am just your cocksleeve, once I am old and you don’t like my body anymore, what can I do to raise the kid alone.’

‘Why don’t we focus on now instead, Mina can born one for you if you want.’ Sana tried to kiss you again.

"How could I not love your body. It’ll always be wonderful and made just for me." You respond before pushing my fingers inside her. "But Sana, I think it's time for me to go somewhere else for a few days. I want to hear you begging for my cock when I come back."

Sana can't hide her disappointment, she let go of you, just sitting on the cabinet, letting you finger her. 'Men like telling lies, who knows what will happen after 20 years.' Sana says without emotion.

'It's still early in the morning, maybe you get some rest before you leaving. You don't have anywhere to go this early, right? Help me change the bed sheet.' Sana uses her legs to tease you.

"In twenty years we have a beautiful family," You argue back. "Do you think I would love Mina any less in twenty years? Beauty matures Sana. I think you'd mature into a beautiful woman." You pull your fingers out of Sana and start packing your things.

'That's you and Mina, a successful enterpriser and sweet couple, isn't it?' Sana walks to you and help you dress up.

You check the phone and see Tzuyu has already replied to you, but you are just too focused to Sana. 'Daddy! Why suddenly send me this. I played it in the lecture, it's so embarrassing!'

You text Tzuyu back, "I'm glad they'll know what type of woman you are." You put your phone down. "You're being too harsh on yourself Sana." As soon as you 're dressed you turn around and hug her. You tilt her head back and kiss her. "Sana, you're more than just a cocksleeve to me. A cocksleeve is replacable, you're not."

Sana just nods, and without saying anything, just resting herself in your arms. You keep stroking her hair instead of speaking. You could not answer her anything, making her another girlfriend is not impossible, although she is slutty, she keeps considering about Mina.

'Finally, I can get some rest.' Sana breaks the silence first. 'So, see you at the new office? Or we will meet at the love motel first?' Sana smirks. 'I have chosen that one for so long. You must be surprised.'

"At the love motel." You reply. "And I'm not surprised at all." You kiss Sana again, "Don't get too comfortable, I'll be back soon enough, and I'll make sure you can't go to work again. Let me help you clean the place up before I go. Let's get those bed sheets."

'That motel have something that we never used before, I know you would like it.' Sana follows you back to the room, it's a complete mess after 3 days of furious sex, tissues, clothes, pillows all over the ground, the bedsheet is covered by your cum and her nectar.

'I don't know how we can sleep on such a dirty bed lol.' Sana tries to smell the bed sheet.' Umm... It's the taste of male hero hormones.'

"Well, we weren't doing very much sleeping, Sana." You tell her. "Stop smelling it and help me clean up, or am I going to have to punish you at the love hotel?" You grab a few trash bags and start sorting everything into proper piles while Sana takes care of the sheets.

'Why don't you punish me now, then? hehe.' Sana shakes her ass towards you. 'I think you can bring Tzuyu to there too. There are so many scenes, classrooms, jail, hospital... You want to fuck Tzuyu in school uniform huh?'

'Yah, so you want Tzuyu in school uniform?' Seeing your little bulge after hearing her suggestions, she gives you a devil’s smirk.

'I am so tired!' Sana sleeps on the bed immediately after she changes the new bed sheet. 'You can take a nap before you go, it's just 8 am in the morning.'

"I guess you're right," You climb into bed with Sana and wrap your arms around her. Pulling her to your chest where you can feel her breathing. "Time to sleep for a little while. Isn't that, right?"

'Did you say no cuddle?' Sana thinks for a moment as you get her in your arms. Her question reminds you that in the last four day, you did not even cuddle with her once, you may hug her when you two are resting in the middle of the sex, but you never hung her to sleep. It's the first time you do it now, just before you leave.

'Mina likes to cuddle with you, she must be happy to do it every night. Did you miss her?' Sana ask as she trying to be comfortable in your arms.

"Stop thinking about Mina." You say as you pull her closer. I give Sana a kiss on the forehead. "Just enjoy this while we still have the time." You run your hand down Sana's back as you hold her close to you. You give her a loving kiss before resting your eyes.

You close your eye and try to sleep, but you feel a little bit uncomfortable. You open your eyes and see Sana staring at you.

'Didn't you say we should get some sleep, huh?' You squeeze her cheek. 'I don't know, I thought I it would be happy to cuddle with you. But I feel a little bit weird.' Sana sticks her head to your chest, 'I will try... to hold my emotions. Goodnight... Remember to leave the shirt for me in case I haven't woke up when you are leaving.'

"Alright, I will if that's the case." You tug on Sana's cheek and bring her head to your chest.

Sleeping with a girl in your arms is always one of the best things that you have ever done. You wake up again at the evening and see Sana still sleeping sweetly in your arms.

You look at the phone and planning where you could go.

You send a message to Jihyo asking if you could stay with her the next few days before putting your phone down. You caress Sana's face softly while she sleeps before wrapping your hands around her.

Sana can't stop smiling in her dream, 'She must be having a good dream.' You look at her, admiring she sleeping beauty.

The people in the office always say Sana is the combination of 'cute and sexy', but you seldom discovered her cute side. You can't hold yourself and give her a kiss.

'Ummm...' Your kiss seems awake Sana, she turns her back at you but getting more close to you, resting her head on your shoulder.

You let her stay there and kiss the top of her head while you wait for a response from Jihyo. Occasionally, you caress her cheek. "So cute." You whisper so you don't wake her up.

You keep looking at Sana's face, you don't know how long you are staring at her, but the buzz from the phone wakes you up, unexpectedly, it's Momo instead of Jihyo. 'How are you, honey? We haven't meet since you left the hospital. I miss you.'

"I miss you, too." You text back. "How have you been?" You wait for her to respond, going back to caressing Sana's face.

'I am trying to be a good mother! Do you wanna be a daddy?🙈🙈' Momo's text give you imagination. Did you breed her already? Are you going to be a daddy?

You are so excited that you slowly withdraw your arms from Sana, watching your phone as she sends you a picture of her tummy, but it's still an abs at this moment.

"You're pregnant?" You text her quickly and wait for her to respond, not knowing what to do.

'Are you not happy about it?' Momo asks as you not answered excitedly as she expected. 'You didn't look as excited as I expected, you don't want the kid?'

"So you are? Really? I'm coming over." You text her. You put your phone down and give Sana a kiss on the forehead before trying to get out of her arms without waking her up. You remember to give Sana your shirt to leave her with something. You check to make sure you have everything before leaving and start writing Sana a note, thanking her for everything. You think about where to put it.

You stick the memo on Sana's face, so she knows when she wakes up. You kiss her forehead for one last time before leaving.

Sana's love towards you is too obvious to be ignored, you got feelings for her too, but before you thinking how you should confess with Mina, you need to handle Momo's pregnant, you can't let Mina's families know.

You hit the steering wheel hardly and try to delete the message you sent to Jihyo, but she has read it already. 'You are coming tonight? Then we can move back to the house on the day after. I have contacted the decorator already.'

You wait until you’re outside Momo's place to respond. "I'll probably come very late, Jihyo. You might be asleep, so I might stay elsewhere so I don't bother you, but I can be at your house in the morning to drive home." You text back as you make my way to Momo's door.

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godshitgirl · 1 month

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Ranpo loves praise♡

Bottom!RANPO X Top!Fem!READER

| Praise kink, use of "Mommy" and "Baby", submissive Ranpo, creampie |

Ranpo loves praise.

It's so cute seeing a man who seemed so sure of himself be absolutely ruined just by a couple kind words.

Just a little compliment here and there, and Ranpo was putty in your hands.

It was dark that night, the only light coming from the moon itself as it danced its way in through the window. It crept up the floorboards until it reached the two of you.

Ranpo was deep inside of you, fucking you slowly and desperately. He knelt between your legs, his grip loosening and hardening against your thighs, keeping them apart lazily. His eyes were barely open, and in the darkness you saw only bright green slits staring back at you, awaiting your approval.

"Such a good boy, Ranpo, dear..." you cooed, finding the tired rhythm of his movements sweet and cute. He was such a baby, your baby after all. All he wanted all day was your pussy, especially after you'd been teasing him all day with those thigh highs that cupped the fat on your legs beautifully. Several times throughout the day, he thought he was going to cum on the spot everytime you leaned over to hand him some paperwork, or gently caressed your thighs knowing he was watching, or simply walking past, allowing your sweet aroma to fill his nose and in turn his dirty thoughts. But he made it, he was good, and he went the whole day without cumming or jerking off. That deserved a reward.

"Ahn, ah, M-Mommy..." He whined, his approval battery suddenly drained so quickly, desperately asking for more of your delicious praise.

"Yes, Baby?" You asked, as if you didn't already know what he wanted.

"M-Mommy, am-am I doing g-good?" He asked as he tried thrusting into you faster, hoping to please you more. Silly boy, just the thought of him not being enough for you was torture for him. He needed validation, he needed your praise.

"Yes, dear, you're doing so good..." you cupped his cheek with your hand, caressing him lovingly. "So good for me, such a good boy..."

"M-Ma...Mommy...." He moaned, slowly reaching his limit.

That's when you decided to bring in the big guns.

"Such a good boy, Ranpo, fucking me so well. So good for me, so good for Mommy...." you added a couple moans here and there, making sure your voice was as sultry as possible, knowing it made Ranpo go crazy.

His hips started stuttering and his grip on your thighs tightened. "M-Mom-Mommy!! Hah, hah...Mommy!!" He whimpered as he slowly reached his release.

That's when you started tingling all over, his cock reaching your sweet spot more and in a faster pace, you held onto his back to keep him close as you both came together.

Ranpo was breathing heavily now, thrusting in slowly, just once or twice, savoring what was left of that feeling, before slowly pulling out with a grunt.

He looked beneath him to find your pretty little pussy, liquids shining in the moonlight like wet little stars. His cum spilled out of you, overfilling your hole nicely. You put on your panties and let down the nightshirt that had been previously pulled up above your breasts, pulling your beloved into a sweet goodnight kiss.

Ranpo finally caught his breath within your mouth. "Please," He pleaded. "One more?"

"No, no, we have work in the morning, remember?" You said, watching him pout like a spoiled little child, it was so cute to see.

"Reeaaally?" He asked again as you pulled him into the covers. "Yes, really, now go to bed, Kunikida-san will yell at you for making us late."

"Why would it be my fault?!" He whined.

"Cause I'm blaming you, of course!" You teased. "Plus, I'm the one who has to shovel cum out of my pussy and take a pill tomorrow, it's only fair."

"Fine." He pouted, getting under the covers to go to sleep.

"But I know you're just doing this just so I'll be extra horny tomorrow."

"Ah, so I guess you don't need those glasses to deduct me."

"Of course! I'm the greatest detective, you know!"

"Of course dear. Goodnight."

"Hmmph. Goodnight."

As Ranpo slowly fell deeper into his sleep, you caressed him, twisting and twirling his black hair around your fingers as you silently read your book.

Ranpo sure does love praise.

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cuttergauthier · 7 months

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Secret Pregnancy

Josh Norris x Female Tkachuk Reader

Warning: annoying brother, fluff, Brady Tkachuk, pregnancy

word count: 0.6k

let me know what you guys think🤍

I am currently in Florida with my family and Josh, along with our son y/s/n, who is now 3 years old.

The boys decided to bring y/s/n on the ice today so they could teach him how to play hockey, especially since Matthew Only had a game tonight.

I am also 5 Months pregnant, thankfully my bump wasn’t big yet so I could still hide it. Josh and I wanted to keep this baby a secret especially since my family was really protective when I was pregnant with Y/s/n. I was wearing some biker shorts with a baby shirt today.

Emma, Taryn, my mom and I are sitting in the stands watching the boys teach Y/s/n how to play. Y/s/n loves watching his dad and uncle play so I have a feeling he’s going to make it far with hockey.

The girls and I are talking about pretty much everything. My mom tells stories of how it was when she watched my dad first teach Matthew and Brady.

“It’s adorable isn’t it, watching Josh teach him how to play?” My mom asked me, smiling.

The biggest smile made its way on my face.

“Yeah, and he loves it, he’s excited to teach this little one too” I said without thinking and putting my hand on my bump. The girls gasped.

“What?” Taryn asked, surprised.

My eyes widened

Crap I wasn’t supposed to tell them.

“You’re pregnant?” my mom asked with teary eyes.

“I wasn’t supposed to tell you” I said

“Why not?” Emma asked smiling.

“Josh and I wanted to surprise everyone after the baby was born, which I know was going to be hard especially with you and brady being in ottawa, but everyone was so overprotective last time it was driving me crazy and I didn’t want to go through that again” I said softly.

“Oh, sweetie they care and love you so much, i know it sucks when they don’t want you to do anything, but they just want you and the baby to be safe” My mom said.

“I also can’t keep this from Brady, he’ll know… I can’t lie” Emma said making us laugh.

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Skip to the playoff game.

We made it to the suite, I had a feeling Emma already told Brady and that my mom had already told my dad since they kept looking at me every few minutes.

The first period had started when I started to get hungry, I started getting up from my seat when Brady looked to see what I was doing.

When he notice I was getting up, he got up instead.

“Sit down, what do you want? I’ll get it for you” He said. I sighed and sat back down to look at Josh, who was already looking at me confused.

“You told him?” Josh asked

I shook my head.

“I let it slip by accident this morning when I was with the girls sorry” I told Josh sadly.

Josh smiled.

“Babe it’s fine, I almost let it slip a few times.” He said

“I can’t believe you guys were going to keep this a secret.” Brady said.

“Brady I love you, but you are way too overprotective” I said.

“I’m sorry I just want to make sure you are being safe.” He said softly

“I know, I love you, but if I ever need anything you know I'll ask. I’m only 5 months pregnant, I can still move” I said getting up, sending him a smile.

“Promise?”

“Yes I promise, now sit back down and watch Matty while I go get myself some food”

He sighed before he sat back down.

“Fine” he said

I smiled at this. Hopefully it stays this way but I know the closer I’ll get to the end of the pregnancy he’ll get overprotective again, they’re lucky I love them.

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maxislvt · 1 year

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Baby It's Christmas

Summary: Natasha gets to spend the holidays with your family

Warnings: Pregnancy, pregnant sex, amab nat, breeding kink

A/N: I am pushing the hopeless romantic!nat agenda and you all get to suffer through it !!! Kinda sad this event is over, but I'm excited to start writing for the new year!!

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Deep down, Natasha was hopelessly romantic. She loved being in love. The butterflies in her stomach, tender touches, and the intimacy that is given to otherwise insignificant things. The only thing loved more than that was being in love with you. Love was great, but love with you was amazing. It was like an addict. Every day, Natasha found herself wanting more of you. Just being a teammate wasn't enough, so she became your friend. When "friend" wasn't enough, she became your girlfriend. Then once "girlfriend" didn't satisfy her, she became your fiance. One day, "fiance" wouldn't be enough either and she'd become your wife.

If she had to be honest, "fiance" was losing its appeal already. Natasha wanted a family. She was already a third of the way there. You were in your first trimester of pregnancy and all the wedding planning was over, but six months until the baby came and six more until the wedding was a dreadfully long time. Natasha wanted to just wake up one morning and have everything be perfect. She wanted to make breakfast, coddle you and the baby, and spend a whole day with nothing looming over her head. No mission reports, no world-ending threats, just her and the family she finally craved.

Without the baby, you were in the direct line of sight for all of Natasha's spoiling and overprotectiveness. She arranged for you to leave the Avengers early and effectively trapped you in the house. You couldn't exactly complain either. The compound wasn't always the safest place for you and Natasha had literally thrown up just thinking about you going on a mission while pregnant.

"Tasha, is all this necessary?" You sat with your arms crossed at the dinner table as your fiance frantically moved to put plate after plate on the table. If anyone had come in, they would have thought you were cooking for a small family of four. They'd be dead wrong. All four plates on the table and both glasses were just for you. "Baby, I can't eat all of this by myself. This is crazy."

Natasha shook her head. "You don't have to eat it all, but this will keep you and our baby strong." She pulled up a chair and began feeding you. Your wife had already learned everything there was to learn about being pregnant. The day after you got your results back she spent hours researching. Ever since she's kept you on the healthiest diet you ever had. "I'll eat it with you and we'll give the leftovers to the team."

"Baby, you're overreacting! One normal meal won't kill me." You opened your mouth and ate. Natasha was a wonderful cook, but no amount of skill could change the fact you were tired of having salmon every other meal. After a few bites, you had to cover your mouth for a chance to speak. "I think this whole pregnancy thing is stressing you out, why don't we spend the holidays with my family?"

"How about we do literally anything else?" Natasha nervously chewed on a piece of the breakfast bagel she made for you. "I mean, we always do Christmas at Tony's house. It's too last minute to break that tradition." Despite spending years of her life training to lie, Natasha found it impossible to lie to you. There was never a reason to keep a secret from you, but that knowing look certainly didn't make it easier. "Okay, fine! I'm scared of your dad!"

You frowned. "Is he threatening you again? I thought you two were getting along." There was no denying your father was a bit overprotective. You had lost count of how many partners he sent running because of how scary he looked. Natasha loved you too much to be swayed by empty threats. Your dad admired that, but that just meant he had to start filling his threats. "What about that hunting trip, did that not actually work?"

A heavy sigh came out of Natasha's mouth. "No, it went great. I just sorta promised that we'd save the baby for after the wedding and we didn't do that." She slumped down in her chair. "He's gonna take me outside and put me down like a dog! I'm done for."

You swallowed your food and laughed. "Oh please! My families more of a matriarch, just hope my mom likes the ring you bought me and you'll be fine." You pat your fiance on the leg as if she were an upset dog. "You need to relax a little and you'll have time to do that with at least eight other people looking after me."

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In a way, you were right. There was technically no need for Natasha to fuss over you as much as she was. She didn't relax like she was supposed to. Natasha instead chose to mingle with your family and spoil you alongside them. You could barely take two steps without being guided to another seat or handed another plate of food. The only thing you were allowed to do was make arts and crafts with the kids, which was surprisingly enjoyable.

You were suddenly thankful you let Natasha talk you into renting a hotel for the trip. You flopped down on the bed and nuzzled into the crisp pillows. "Noo, I'm mad at you," You groaned and gently pushed Natasha away. Despite that, your fiance rolled you on your back and began kissing up your neck. "Nope, no kisses for fiance abandoners!"

Natasha had already made up her mind for the evening, but she could play along with your game. "Whaat, I didn't abandon you! I just thought you looked cuter sitting with the kids and coloring than you did having boring conversations." She placed gentle kisses down the side of your neck and squeezed your hips. "Plus, I came back for you. Isn't that what matters most?" Her hands slid down your body and tugged off your shorts.

A soft whimper had given away your true feelings before you could even say a word. "Oh, you're awful." Your breathing began to tremble. Being empty was starting to become unbearable, but Natasha always liked to play with her food. Her fingers circled your hole and rubbed your clit as gently as possible. "Nat, please don't be like that."

Your fiance merely hummed before slipping two of her fingers inside of you. Natasha basked in the vulgar sounds coming from your pussy. Pregnancy had made you incomprehensibly wet and Natasha found herself loving the mess that came with it. "God, I might keep you pregnant forever if it means you'll be this wet." Her fingers practically assaulted your g spot while her tongue lapped at your clit. The feeling of your walls clenching around her fingers was addictive. "Doesn't that sound nice? You can lay around and be my little breeding toy."

A deep moan fell from your mouth. "Ah, don't say that!" Your thighs clamped around her hand. "Fuck, you're so mean!" The first orgasm rushed over you unexpectedly. You had always assumed the arousal was a hormone thing, not an unchecked fetish. Your hips couldn't stop grinding against Natasha's hand.

Natasha dragged out your orgasm as long as she possibly could. Her hands were practically soaked in your cum. "I think that was pretty nice of me, but I can show you mean." The smirk on her face showed she was serious. She pulled down her pants and boxers. Natasha was fully erect and dripping with precum. "I'm not going easy on you," She whispered before planting a soft kiss on your cheek.

"Ooh, how rough could you possibly be with your pregnant spouse?" You turned your head to give Natasha a proper kiss. "God, fuck you're so big!" Natasha was unforgiving in the pace she set for you. She filled you up to the brim with her dick. Nothing would ever get you used to the feeling of being stretched out. You were nothing but a fleshlight and a cum dump. "I — ah!"

Her hips met yours with care. "That's right, you're a good breeding toy." Natasha held your legs up, allowing herself to go deeper inside you. Your wetness coated her thighs and spilled onto the bed. "God, you're so messy. My messy little toy." Her groans turned to grunts as she began rutting inside of you. "You're gonna drain me!"

You hopelessly clawed at Natasha's back. "Fuck, that's so good! Please fill me up, please!" Your ankles locked behind her back and forced her inside of you as she came. You whined when Natasha began pulling out. "If it leaks out, you're cleaning it."

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 1 year

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The Trouble With Love

Part One 🌸❤️

Based on an idea I had a couple of days ago ❤️🌸

Steve Harrington x Reader fic where he's married to Nancy but the fantasy he had in his head many years ago doesn't transpire and he's deeply unhappy as is she.

Both are too stubborn to admit anything is wrong. He's fine Dustin stop being a butthead okay?

Jonathan is around all the time and so are you... His next-door neighbour and his goddaughter's (Robin and Vickie's kid) preschool teacher who he can't stop running into, arguing with or thinking about.

Steve is 33, reader is in her 20's

Warnings; Angst, trouble in paradise, a bucket load of sexual tension.

Part one, possible series ☺️💕

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It was quiet this morning, too quiet, Steve didn't like when it got too quiet because the thoughts he so easily pushed aside came rushing to the surface.

Thoughts about Nancy and their marriage and the hopeless sense of despair he had been feeling for months maybe even longer now.

After a few years away from Hawkins with Nancy becoming a well-known journalist and Steve staying in Hawkins with Robin to help rebuild the town after its destruction by Vecna and The Upside Down's defeat, he and Nancy met again and took a second chance at dating.

This time things worked out at least for the first few years. Nancy's ambition grew bigger and bigger while Steve did his best to support her even though his dreams of discussing starting a family were out on hold again.

He had that fantasy, the perfect fantasy of him and Nancy with six lil nuggets in the summertime, on a road trip in a Winnebago.

He told Nancy that years ago and he was still hopeful that could happen. He was thirty-three and they had time to do it.

Well, maybe not six lil nuggets but even a few would be nice because Steve had always envisioned a big family for himself.

It's just he wished Nancy took his dreams seriously such as he did for her.

He grew up as an only child with a mother and father who thought throwing money his way for several years constituted as them being attentive.

The truth was he spent more time with nanny's and his grandmother than his parents and he knew that when he had kids he wanted to make sure they knew how loved and treasured they were.

He never wanted them to feel lonely as he did, in truth the only decent thing his father did for him now was get him a great job in his company, flex hours, benefits, amazing pay.

When a child did finally come along then he would be able to stay at home as much as he possibly could.

The thoughts of how he was going to broach the subject again to Nancy was fully in his mind once more but the phone ringing caught his attention.

It was Robin "Hey dingus, can you pick up Anna for me? Have to take Vickie to an emergency dentist appointment and she's fteaking out incase we're late to pick Anna up"

This brightens his mood considerably, he adored his goddaughter.

"Yeah, sure Rob, I'll pick her up" Robin briefs a sigh of relief.

"Thanks, Steve, I owe you one" With a click she's gone and he heads to Hawkins Preschool to pick up Anna.

His good mood lasts until he sees you, Anna's teacher and his next-door neighbour who drove him crazy.

Anna adored you and called you Miss Smiley because you were always happy, smiling and saccharine sweet to everyone in Steve's opinion.

It irritated Steve to no end because you weren't sweet as pie to him, you called him out on his bullshit all the time, and he had never known anyone to get under his skin quite like you did.

He reaches the preschool with time to spare and finds you and Anna waiting outside, she's holding your hand and babbling excitedly to you, there's a big grin on your face as you listen to Anna indulgently.

"Good afternoon, Mr Harrington," you say sweetly and he scowls because being called Mr Harrington makes him feel like his dad or some shit.

"It's Steve" he reminds you for the umpteenth time and you look all innocent and sweet but he's sure you're doing it to annoy him.

"Uncle Steve" Anna beams giving him a toothy smile and hugging his legs, his heart melts and the ache for a child of his own grows even more.

"Hi, Anna Banana, how's my best girl?" she shows him the drawing he did. A picture of him, Robin and Robin.

"See Mama, mama, and you" She beams and he picks her up and hugs her close, all his stress melting away for a second due to the picture.

It's all squiggles mostly but there are two figures holding hands, Robin and Vickie and then there's Steve, he identifies himself through the vast amount of hair that Anna has drawn.

"I love it, sweetheart" he assures her and he catches your eye surprised to see you smiling at him, genuinely.

"She got a gold star today for that drawing, well all the kids did but Anna's was a personal favourite" he cocks his eyebrow curious.

"Oh yeah?" you nod and gesture to the picture.

"Captured your hair and pose perfectly" pose?

"Mama!" Anna squeals and he sees Robin coming out of her car. She beams at him gratefully and takes Anna from him.

"Vickie said to catch up with you and invite you to dinner tomorrow. It's pizza night" That goes down well with Anna who claps excitedly.

"Yay! Pizza" He nods confirming this with Robin then turns back to you annoyed.

"What pose? I don't pose" you chuckle and Robin watches the both of you amused as Vickie comes to get Anna to take her to the car.

"Oh you know it's kinda like a scolding dad, hands-on-hips, I'm so over this shit look" His eyes widen and he hears Robin stifle her laughter.

"I do not... He realises he's doing the very same pose she was talking about and rolls his eyes. Great.

Robin realising that the two of them could argue for hours wisely decides to head to the car and go home.

She will hear all about it from Steve later, she always does.

Can you believe that yn said this? She's such a brat? Do you all believe this Miss Smiley shit? I can't stand her.

Lather rinse repeat. Blah blah blah. For someone he couldn't stand, he talked about you enough.

It did take his mind off him and Nancy though and while Nancy was her friend Steve was her platonic soulmate and she knew that his and Nancy's marriage wasn't as perfect as they tried to portray.

There were too stubborn to admit any problems and it didn't help that Jonathan was back in Hawkins again.

Dustin had tried to get through to Steve as well but Steve would insist nothing was wrong.

"I'm fine Dustin don't be a butthead" is all he would say, she wishes she could help but until Steve admitted there was a problem what could she do?

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"You need to relax a little you know Mr Harrington, stress isn't good for you, plus the kids pick up on it" you tell him.

He looks at you like you've grown two heads and counts to three to tame his irritation but it doesn't work.

"I am relaxed. It's you that drives me crazy, just cut the shithead antics yeah?" You're quiet and he turns away then you speak again.

"Yes, sir" It's a little taunt, teasing and he freezes at the sir. Freezes because the sir goes straight to his cock and he feels a wave of guilt wash over him.

What was this? You were irritating and nosey and he couldn't stand you and he had Nancy! He storms away from you and vows to stay far away from your annoying sweet smile.

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Nancy is back once he gets in from work, also Jonathan Byers's car is parked in their driveway and he puts a smile on his face not wanting to fight.

Jonathan is showing Nancy some of his photos of his various trips around America, and the two of them are laughing and drinking wine.

Jonathan gets up and picks up his jacket giving him a small smile.

"I better go, I'll see you later" Nancy nods and see him out, when she comes back inside she gives him a quick kiss.

"I've got some papers to write. Do you want takeout for dinner?" he nods and pulls off his jacket.

"Just spent some time with Anna, she drew the cutest picture, Nance" Nancy smiles at this and he feels his heart thump nervously as he broaches the subject of kids.

It's been a long time since they talked about it.

"Hey, Nance? It would be nice if we could think about having a little nugget huh?" she sighs and runs her hand through her hair.

"Not now Steve, I'm getting really far with this new story and I don't have any time to take off for maternity or even think about the amount of childcare we would need to think of" his heart sinks because it's the same thing she said almost a year ago.

"Right okay" He nods and she rolls her eyes.

"Don't do that okay, don't make me feel bad about it okay? I don't need you pressuring me" he gapes.

"Pressure you? We talked about it last year Nance! I barely bring it up because you get like this. You know having kids is a big dream of mine, you've always known that.

"I support every dream of yours 110% but mine? You just dismiss them." she shakes her head.

"You know what? This is bullshit. You're bullshit and I don't have time for this" she picks up her jacket and storms out.

"Nance wait!" she's gone before he can apologise or say anything to stop her.

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He heads into the garden just to take a minute, the argument with Nancy firmly in his mind.

The pain he's feeling is intense and he's so tired of the arguments, he massages his head feeling sick to his stomach.

"Are you okay?" he looks up and finds you standing near his fence. Your eyes are full of concern and he nods.

"I'm fine" He pinches the bridge of his nose to stop the tears from coming, a minute or so later he hears his gate open.

When he looks up you're beside him, and the alarm is written all over your face, you gently place an arm on his shoulder.

"Steve" your voice is kind and he's startled that you've called his name and not Mr Harrington.

"It's uh, just Nance and I have been arguing a lot, it's nothing" but that wasn't true when they were getting to the point that they argued frequently, that something was breaking between them.

"I'm sorry, really I am," you tell him sincerely and he is grateful. It's nice to have someone with him, it's nice not to feel this crushing heartache alone.

It feels like his whole life is falling apart and he doesn't know what to do. He would never ask Nancy to give up her dreams but would she want him to give up his?

Why couldn't they find some compromise?

"I want kids and Nancy is really focused on work which is amazing, I'm so proud of her it's just... She knows how I feel about having a family and yet when I bring it up she shuts down like there's no hope of a compromise or anything"

You don't say anything you just stay with him and after a minute or so passes you gently tug on his shirt.

"You look like you could use a hug and I've been known to give good ones" you suggest and Steve thinks that sounds pretty great, he could use a friend right now.

Your arms wrap around him and he finds comfort in your embrace for a moment, there's a weird tension in the air though and it makes him nervous and he pulls away giving you a soft smile.

"Thanks" He squeezes your shoulder and he heads back inside confusion racing through his mind.

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When you head inside your house your heartbeat is just returning to normal.

This couldn't happen you couldn't focus on these feelings for Steve. It was so stupid and reckless and for goodness sake, he was married!!

Nothing could happen between the two of you, you really needed to get over this stupid crush.

It wasn't like he liked you anyway. Even if he wasn't married he found you annoying, he said so himself.

Why did you have to be attracted to someone who was completely unavailable? It made you feel like an idiot and just very low.

It was imperative that you needed to get over this crush before you ended up very hurt.

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aeliesa · 1 year

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WHAT LIES BENEATH THE MOMENTS

Synopsis: It isn't just the simple gift but how he sees and understands deeper than that.

• Relationship: Vinsmoke Sanji x female reader

• Content: fluff

A/N: I know I am late (exams are approaching), but I still want to post it. Heads up! This is a lengthy post with 2.1k words. If I have the time tomorrow, I'll be able to edit the previous fics.

In the same routine, errors are to be expected. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy it! :D

There are many reasons to look forward to a new beginning; just something with morning and sunrise excites you. As a pirate, you have become accustomed to the rhythm of the sea and how it tells its mood. However, it may not be as precise as the navigator’s perception, but still, the idea of the sea breeze brushing against your skin as you exit the girl’s room is relaxing.

“Good morning to this lovely lady! May I see your panties?”

The creative way of the musician - Brook, caught your attention. He always has different ways to wake everyone up; even a simple greeting is innovative. He sings a phrase or even plays a soft melody from his violin; he radiates liveliness despite his skeleton appearance.

Throughout your venture into the sea, you have witnessed the highs, lows, and bewildering situations caused by your crew. So when you were about to reply when Usopp yelled, ‘duck!’ immediately, you did as you were told, leaving Brook standing before you and becoming the victim of Luffy’s fist.

You giggled at the musician, who was clearly pained by the punch, “I think that’s the fortune to your question.”

“You idiots!” Nami rushed to their side and smacked the captain along with Zoro, “I swear the next time you would pull another stunt like that, I-myself will hang the both of you at the rear part of Sunny!”

“I told you, Nami! We want to venture the island!”

“No! You can’t!” apart from you and Zoro, those who heard Luffy’s whine rebuked him with glares.

Everyone was busy doing something, and you know what it is. Today wasn’t just typical for everyone; it was one where everyone would do the crew’s best to keep the lousy liar - Luffy, from exposing their plans. Somehow, with all the days you’ve shared with your friends, you’ve become so attached to them that the idea of leaving a crew drives you crazy.

A lot of preparation was needed, and everyone had to be discreet as much as possible. You quickly found your own task and gave your friends some light assistance.

When you were finished with your part, you scanned the deck of The Sunny and found Luffy slouching his face on the railing, mumbling to himself, dejected by the definitive decision of his members.

You were not at ease to see the captain full of rays of sunshine being so forlorn. With a smile, you walked up in his direction. When he noticed you, he called out to you, almost beseeching you to take him from his misery.

You know how it was hard for him to be submissive. Knowing how frisky he is, it pains you to see how hard it was to restrain himself from doing what he wants to prevent the one thing that your nakama fears.

Those who were left on the ship were anxious to let Luffy and Zoro venture the island, fearing that they might cause something, as these two are prone to trouble. They are considered to be trouble magnets because everywhere they go, the ship won’t be able to dock for too long on an island.

“Wear it well,” you placed his signature hat on his head. “We’re going to explore the island,” you announced, which made your captain wrap himself around you, hugging you tightly and expressing his gratitude.

“You are also coming,” you say, pulling the swordsman as he passes by carrying a barrel.

Your nakamas heard about your declaration and hurriedly approached your place, raining you with questions and worries.

“We’ll be fine,” you assured, pulling the arms of your rubber captain, who was suffocating you with his attachment. He was stretching his head and squinted his eyes to observe the island. “I’ll be with these two to ensure nothing wrong will happen.”

Nami, Usopp, Chopper, Brook, and Franky studied you briefly. They knew about your whimsical character, and when it’s being paired with Luffy and Zoro; hell loses. Though they are much worse than you are, regardless of that, you’re still a ticking bomb for the authorities to notice. If they would choose someone to go with the three of you, it could be between Robin or Jinbei; however, the two accompanied Sanji in buying the necessary rations for their adventure.

Seeing how determined you were, they eventually allowed the two to be with you. As soon as you stepped on the island, the two parted ways from your presence, promising they won’t do something stupid; Luffy even forced Zoro to be with him, as all of you cannot afford to commit a mistake. In response, you just reminded them to return before midnight.

As you searched the place for something, there were different stalls and even shops which you checked individually. To your dismay, everything could have been more interesting.

You bought party hats, something that Luffy would love. He mentioned that he wanted to buy a part hat, but knowing he’ll be busy with food and whatnot, you decided to buy it for everyone.

Before exiting a small shop, something caught your eye. As you scrutinized it from being hanged on the wall, a small smile crept on your lips. Perfect.

It was an apron with the phrase: ‘I cook the best meal’ etched on it.

You hurriedly purchased it before leaving the shop, elated that you finally had your own present for the cook.

It was already evening when you decided to return to where the three of you went separate ways. And true to their words, Zoro and Luffy were waiting for you far from The Sunny. On the other hand, the captain was holding some food while Zoro was carrying a paper bag which you presumed to be the sake. It was new to see them without being chased by the marines. But knowing the reason behind it, you understand that they might be unpredictable to the others, but within your circle of nakama, all of you would do everything for one another even that means risking your lives in the lifeline.

Luffy waved in your direction, “I heard that there will be fireworks at midnight to welcome their one-week festival!” he shared excitedly. “I say we have to stay not too far from this island later!”

“Of course,” you nodded as the three of you started to walk, “Sanji doesn’t know that we docked here… to avoid ruining the plan, we must return to where he thought Sunny was.”

Time went by, and before all of you noticed, it was a moment of anticipation. You could hear some footsteps and voices talking outside, but none of you dared to speak. As soon as the door opened and the subject for today’s celebration turned the light on, all of you exclaimed with one word.

“SURPRISE!”

Robin and Jinbei popped the party popper from behind him while Luffy ran to Sanji and placed a party hat on his head. Everyone showered him with greetings and laughed at his astonished look. It was a moment worth remembering.

Franky walked up to him carrying a cake while everyone sang him a birthday song, yet you silently took everyone’s pictures.

This day is a moment worth capturing.

As usual, living in moments where you wish it won’t end usually comes by faster than you anticipated. Everyone was enjoying it, and Brook even started to sing. It was a banquet full of fun, full of life, and full of warmth.

Trying to get some air, you headed outside, bringing sake. Tonight was almost surreal; everything just fell right where it should be. There were no ruckus nor marines. It was odd that a pirate ventures on an island without crossing into a fight.

As you sat, you contemplated how the plan your crew formed days ago finally succeeded. There were lots of revisions and colliding ideas. Yet everyone came to a decision; although Luffy was reluctant, most of the distress your nakamas expressed was his character as being impulsive and rabble-rouser; hence, he must stay at the ship throughout the day, he still agreed begrudgingly.

“I figured you’d be here.”

Without looking at who it was, you already know that it was Sanji. Opening the cap, you poured sake on a cup and turned to him.

“Hey, Sanji,” you called, passing a cup of sake that you sneakily hid from the green-haired swordsman.

He responded by calling your name with the suffix chwan and spins towards your direction serving you one of your favorite desserts.

Thanking him sincerely, you looked up at him, contemplating before popping the question.

“What would it be if you could say something to little Sanji?”

It was a sudden hypothetical question that he never expects you to ask, let alone think about. But it would be presumptuous of him to believe that he knows you from the inside out. Just as he felt he figured you out when you would unexpectedly astound him, Sanji shrugged off the idea of being eager to discover your personality.

It would take him too long, perhaps, forever, to see the shades of you. However, be it as it may, time will eventually lead him to see the whole image of your character. Amid those discoveries, Sanji wallows, witnessing your wittiness.

“Well…” he paused and recalled the days of his yesteryears: the struggle to live like most kids do barely scraping the day and the recent events at Wholecake Island until this very moment.

Sanji stared at your curious look, and his demeanor escalated quickly to him - with hearty eyes and hands clasped. “I would say that you keep living because the adventure of being with beautiful women is waiting for you!” he says, his tongue sticking up.

All you could do was stare as he started to list what he likes to say to his younger self. He wasn’t irritating; as you listened without saying anything, you realized how adorable it was to see him like that. Despite Sanji being enthusiastic towards women in most days, there was still something you could not feel in those seconds in ordinary moments.

Perhaps it was because how no one was there to chastise him? Or how would you have the liberty to listen without being disturbed? It could be both. Either way, you could spend the night listening to him because being with Sanji brings a sense of relief to your soul.

Noticing how it seems already late, you butted in from Sanji’s narration of sentiments. “Happy birthday!” you cheekily greeted.

With excellent timing, from the island not too far from where the shipped dock was earlier, a small light went up the sky, bursting into different colors and preceded by various ones that continued to light up the sky.

The fireworks behind you continue to wake the sky with its different colors. Eyes twinkling from levity, Sanji was at a loss for words. It wasn’t because you appeared to set everything: the fireworks with your greeting, but because he got struck with awe by the view before him.

You were breathtaking with your genuine laughs.

Right before midnight, you finally said the words that Sanji hoped to hear coming from your lips, unbeknownst to you. Although you were the last one who greeted him as the day had ended, to him, it was the perfect way to wrap everything up. He couldn't ask for more.

Today is just too perfect; everything falls into your ideal plan.

Sanji was elated.

“I could die in peace!” Sanji screamed with his typical heart eyes and flew with the blood that blasted from his nose. You were worried as you could hear him declaring his affection mid-air, but a voice chimes in before you can do something.

“Let him die.”

Turning to the source, Zoro stood, taking the bottle of sake you took earlier, and drank it without thinking. You squinted your eyes with brow-raising but chose not to say something. However, Zoro spoke again.

“I’ll be willing to toss his body at the sea when his drama ends.”

“Oh shut it, Zoro; now is not the time for that.” you berated, gazing at Sanji, who was still enjoying the feeling of cloud nine.

Indeed, there are different reasons to wake up each day. Still, more profound than what’s on the surface is the notion of spending another day as a Straw Hat Pirate and the chance to create something that strengthens the bond with your friends, especially with the best cook you’ve come to adore.

When everything ended, you excused yourself and headed to the girl’s quarter, thinking how he would react seeing the present that you placed in one of his safe spaces.

Meanwhile, as everyone settles down and starts to crash their body against their bed, Sanji, on the other hand, chooses to stay awake for tonight’s watcher and places the presents he received from everyone in his locker.

He was contemplating this day, Sanji had forgotten that it should be a special day for him, but knowing his experiences, celebrating birthdays has become his least priority. The efforts made by his friends had reminded him that it wasn't the luxurious things, delicious food, and surprises that mattered. It lies behind those touches of laughter and moments to share: a bond that cannot be severed by anything or anyone, a thing that he has and what his sister told him.

When he thought everything was finally settled, Sanji caught a folded cloth that he was sure wasn't his nor had he placed there. Picking it up to check what it was, and before he knew it, he was smiling to himself.

Sanji knows what would be his favorite apron from now on. Grinning from ear to ear, he noticed the note he knew you had written.

Happy birthday to the fantastic cook in all the corners of the sea!

fin.

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