reader flirting with some random guy for toji to fuck her senseless ๐๐๐๐ญ๐ญ really mean and sadistic toji with a really submissive reader
sorry for tbe filth im ltierally dying i want that man so bad
๐. ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐: fuck yessssssss!! lmao not me writing this in a day
โน ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ: hard dom! Toji x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - rough sex - Daddy kink - choking - spitting - impact play; spanking - degradation (bitch, cumslut, fuckhole, slut, whore) - minimal praise - missionary + backshots/leapfrog positions - dumbification - pinching - pet names (baby, good girl, mama) - Toji is a bit mean here - mention of blood and drool.
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Toji didnโt like what he was seeing.ย
You knew better, yet you still misbehaved.ย
Your boyfriend sees you from across the pub, mingling with some random guy at the bar top. You were smiling and laughing at the dudeโs jokes, prompting the man to treat you to some drinks. To say that the display left a sour taste in Tojiโs mouth would be an understatement, especially with how you would place your hands on the chumpโs arm or lean into him to rest your head. How brazen of you.ย
Oh, but what really sealed the deal for him would be the occasional glances youโd throw his way. Your eyes honed on him briefly with a mischievous smile to complete the look before you went to your business โ you knew what you were doing. And it made the older manโs brow twitch, rich green eyes observing your every move.
Just wait tilโ we get home, brat. Thatโs all he can think of as you deliberately flaunt your autonomy. Because the moment you have your purposeful fun and return to Tojiโs side, ready to go home, he takes you without a word. He doesnโt have to say anything, letting what will happen once you step inside the house speak for itself.ย
โโAhhch!! Fuhucck!! Harder, Daddy, harderโฆ!โ
Have you ever been choked while being fucked into like a toy? Thatโs the treatment youโre receiving as you lie on the bed, Tojiโs tough, calloused hands wrapped around your throat to restrict your breathing while he pistons his cock into you with inhumane force.ย
โHarder, they say,โ he chuckles. โWho told you can boss me โround, huh?โ His hold on your throat gets tighter, and the limitation of air becomes hard to avoid while turning you on even more with the clamp of your walls around his fat dick. โYou got some nerve, actinโ like a real fuckinโ slut tonight, huh?โ
The snap of his hips makes it difficult to respond to him appropriately, his girth stretching your insides so euphorically, and the scrape of your g-spot has you shaking. Fuck, it felt so fucking good, so rewarding to be used like this!
โHahhโฆToโjiiโEhhck!!โ
โWrong name, whore.โ His eyes narrowed, hands getting tighter and tighter that his fingernails pierced your skin, the pain adding to the suffocation.
Your watery orbs roll to the top of your head as dizziness creeps in. โDadโdyy, Iโฆcanโt breaโฆโ your lips agape, trying to gather whatever air you can.ย
Toji sees your open mouth, and with a wicked snicker, he spits into it. Your eyes widen instantly, but Toji uses one hand to squeeze your cheeks roughly. โSwallow,โ he demands with a dark glint in his eyes. Thereโs a bit of a struggle, yet he senses you gulp his saliva down from the bob of your throat, and a shiver crawls down his spine when you show your clean mouth. โThatโs a good girlโฆโ
Donโt get blinded easily because he is not finished with you yet.ย
Heโll have your back faced to him, face down to the sheets, and butt up for him to plow. His hands keep your lower half to him at all times, rutting his pelvis so hard to your wet cunt that it rocks you against the mattress. Your asscheeks rebound with every smack of his hips, taking your breath away.ย
โOoooh, hoooh, mmaahhh!โ There is no way you could even make out a proper sentence, Toji grinding into your soapy slit has you shrieking from his cockhead grazing those sweet spots your could never reach.ย
Unbeknownst to you, the older man surprises you with a hard slap to your ass. The action pulls you out of your daze for a split second to scream, and your vagina inherently contracts onto his length. He hisses, โHssshhiit, baby, fuckinโ grippinโ on me and making so much damn noise like a bitch in heat...Hey, Iโm talkinโ to you.โ Another smack to your butt for not responding to him, prompting a rushed wail to leave your lips. โHeh, damn slut, canโt even talk to me; all youโre thinking about is my dick, right?โ He slowly pulls his cock back to hear your whining, a salacious grin grows by the inch when he snaps the limb back inside your warmth, and you grip the sheets. โMmmph, fuck, this pussy is too crazyโฆโ
Another slap to your butt makes you tremble and twitch, peering over your shoulder to look at the man behind you. Jesus, he looked so hot the way he was drilling his dick into you. The sounds of skin slapping against each other brings the room to life. โโFuuahh, haahnn, Daddyyyโฆ!โ
The raven-haired man notices you observing him, chuckling before placing a hand on your head to smoosh it back down to the sheets. โWho the fuck told ya to look over here?โ He strikes your ass once more, his fingertips stinging crescents into your hot skin.ย He's so rough with you that you know there will be blood from those scratches.
The weight of his hand on your head feels so strong, unable to move as his entire brawny frame has you submit to his bow. โDaddyyyy, ohh fuuuck,โ you mewl for him to hear. โIt shfeels sho gโoodโฆ!โ God, you sound so fucking stupid. Your brain dissolves into mush, and your body corrupted by his powerful dominance. โGod, it shโo gooood! Give me more, pleaseee!!โย
โThere they go asking for more, fuckinโ fuckhole,โ he groans under his breath, grinding his pelvis to your chasm to listen to your sweet begs for pleasure. โEasy there, mama; Iโll give ya what ya want...HgghhโฆYou wanna cum for Daddy again, right?โ
Drool streams down from your lips to stain the sheets beneath. โYesshhh, yes pleaseeeโฆ! Ohhh!โ He slaps and pinches your asscheeks again; Good Lord, his strikes were not meant for the weak.ย
โThen stay still, look all pretty, and keep wringinโ me out like the cumslut you are, got it?โ You babble more sounds of agreement, thoughtless on whether they are actual words. You amuse him to remove his hand from your head and back to your hips, propelling you to stick to him again as his hips strike your ass with a hungry vigor.
โThatโs my girlโฆโ
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ft.ย harry j. potter, ron weasley, draco malfoy, cedric diggory, sirius black, remus lupin
warnings.ย aged up!! nsfw content, MDNI! mostly soft sex but rough sex is also included, twitter links. fem! reader, sub! characters will be mentioned in the names, imaginative texts included! pet play, teasing, nasty stuff
a/n.ย cedric, sirius and lupin's image is below!! kinda ooc! ron? i barely see any hp visual links so.. here this is lmao, and please, again, MDNI. sirius n remmy in the marauders era // this is my 2nd nsfw hc/fic im crying happy tears.. ALSO FIRST EVER HP WORK
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harry james. potter
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ absolutely adores your tits, he will rest/sleep on your chest, sucking on your nipples as he falls asleep (his mouth latched onto it still), it's some sort of.. comfort to him. he loves how they're so soft and squishable. loves playing with them, rolling your nipple in between his fingers as he sucks on your other nipple before switching sides.
"I- mhm, god your tits... please.. can I?" harry pleads while looking up at you with puppy dog eyes. Your fingers run through his hair as you nod. He's quick to latch onto your tit as he starts to suck them softly which makes you softly moan as you tug onto his hair, rutting your pussy against his leg.
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ even after a long day will take his time and be patient and soft with you as he tenderly places a kiss on your thighs before kitty-licking your pussy <3 he's quite literally making out with your pussy and devouring it. if you didn't know any better you would've thought he was a starved animal.
"Just be a good girl f'me yeah? Be nice and good while I eat this pretty pussy.." harry says before ducking down in between your thighs as he begins to eat your pussy feverishly.
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ loves to fuck you in the reserve cowgirl position, watching as your tits bounce up and down, as his appears before being engulfed with your pussy. sometimes giggling and smiling while staring up at you in awe.
"Oh- fuck, oh your pussy feels so good-!" he says, his head lolled back as his dick slips in and out of your wet pussy.
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ just wants to be soft with you although most times it turns into a heaty session. loves to make out before having sex with you or during, as long as his lips are on yours that's all that matters..
making out with you before having passionate sex is his favourite thing to do. "I love you so, so much y/n.." he whispers before ghosting your lips to which you smile at before kissing him, for real this time.
๐๐๐! ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ squirms, twitches and whimpers when you touch and jerk his dick, rolling your thump and hand over his tip as he desperately tries to stop you from overstimulating him.
"mhm, please.. y/n-! Ah.. stop, please." harry whimpers as he takes hold of your hand, "uh-uh, just be a good boy and let me touch you.. you'll be a good boy, right?" you chuckle when harry nods his head vigorously.
๐๐๐! ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ is shy during your first time having sex, he's quiet at first but after you ride him he's whimpering and panting, he can only look at you in awe as you ride him
"Shy? Why are you shy?" you question while straddling his lap, your hands on his shoulders as you smirk from his flustered face. "I-im, because.. it's my first time you know.." he mumbles as he turns his head away from embarrassment. You place your finger on his chin and make him look at you, "don't be shy, harry.. let me make you feel good. I promise I will.." you coo.
ron weasley
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ jerks off while allowing you to ride his hand as he rubs circles on your clit.
"Oh wow... this is nice.." ron whispers, watching you stroke his dick with your hand while he rubs circles on your clit. "Oh please.. ron just get on with it." you whine, ron smirks and nods, "anything for you."
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ is slow with you, peppering you with small kisses. thrusting slowly in you before gradually fucking you like how you want to be fucked <3
"You like that, hm?" ron is never the one to tease you in bed but seeing you all open to him sparks something in him that he can't explain, all he knows is that he's feeling good. "Let me make you feel good baby"
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ makes out with your pretty pussy! on most days he just wants to stuff his face in between your legs until you cry out his name multiple times, gripping onto his hair tightly as he makes your stomach knot over and over again.
"Oh, ron! Please.." you whine as you gripped onto his hair tightly. "Please what?" ron mumbles, his mouth still latched onto your pussy as his tongue licks stripes on your clit. "Please go faster.."
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ pounds your pussy after a long day without seeing you, he just missed this pretty pussy of his.
"D'you know how much i've missed you? Huh? Missed this pretty pussy." ron bucks his hips forward as he slams into your cunt and he doesn't stop, he just missed you so much, he missed being inside of you. You'll be good a girlfriend and allow him to, hm?
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ watches as his cum drips out of your pussy, admiring it before fucking you again and again, pulling his dick out just to see his cum drip out of you.
"Oh would you look at that.." he whispers, fingers prodding and stretching your pussy to see his cum dripping out of your fluttering hole. "So cute" he coos, he could not wait to do that again.
draco malfoy
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๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ fingers you, leaving you breathless and moaning for more. who slaps your face harshly before kissing you.
Draco's fingers are pumping in and out of your weeping hole, and he's doing it roughly. "You like that? It feels good?" draco whispers in your ear, grinning as he already knew the answer. Your hands are clutching his arm. You were too tired and overstimulated to speak, you could only nod. "I need words baby."
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๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ sneaked you into his room after his roommates left and proceeded to fuck you balls deep.
Draco invited you to come visit his room just to "study" but you knew that draco was never really the one to study, but you agreed anyways, he was your boyfriend after all. What you didn't expect was in after a few minutes he would be balls deep inside of you. "Oh-! Draco, it feels so good, mmm"
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๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ has a breeding kink, wanting to stuff you with his cum, watching as it all dribbles down from your pussy. Watching as your pussy clenches around nothing.
"You're so cute y/n, you know?" he hums teasingly, his hands gripped onto your thighs tightly as he pulls them apart to admire his work. You knew draco was looking at you, or rather your pussy, but nonetheless it made you feel hot under his gaze. You mew in response as your pussy clenches around nothing, obviously hinting that you wanted something more.. thicker inside of you once more.
cedric diggory
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ fucks you in doggy style <3 relishing in how his dick is being swallowed whole by your pussy.
"You look so pretty like this.." he murmurs as he pounds into your red and abused cunt. "Mmm so pretty for you-!" you sputter out as your hands clench onto the bedsheets tightly.
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ passionately makes out with your clit before fingering you whilst licking and flicking your bud with his warm tongue.
"You like that don't you?" cedric mumbles as he stares up at you while fingering and licking your cunt. "Mhm! Yes i dooo" you drag the 'o's as he speeds up his fingering, cedric only grinned as your juices flow down his chin.
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ holds your hand as he pumps his fingers in and out of your pussy, he just wants to hold hands while doing something intimate with you <3
"Here, hold my hand pretty" he says โ in a sweet tone as if he wasn't fingering you harshly โ as he intertwines his hands with yours. "God you're so cute."
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ eats you out in his room while his roommates are away for quidditch practice, he called in sick just to eat his pretty princesses' pussy. Loving your cute little moans as he burrows his head further and further in as if he wasn't already.
"Oh c'mon! Let me just have a quick taste.. so what if they burst inside?" he says with a pout, his head hovering just right above your glistening pussy. "So what? We could get in trouble!" you whisper-yell. "Awh, well too bad im going to anyways." he states before burrowing his head down.
sirius black
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ fucks you until your shaking from your orgasm and squirting. Slapping his cock on your pussy as your hips buck forward.
"Aww, look at you, all of this because of me?" sirius teases before patting his cock on your wet pussy. "We ought to do this more, hm?" you nod ever so slightly to which he chuckles at. "Alright, lets get you cleaned up now."
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ loves to see you all tied up as he teases you with his cock, torturing you as he slides it along your aching hole before finally giving you what you really want.
"Look at you, all dolled up for me.. gorgeous aren't you?" he says just barely above a whisper. You nod you head and whine, "alright alright, ill give you what you want now" he chuckles before slipping his dick inside of your needy hole.
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ trains you with a leash on, all dressed up just for him as he fucks you again and again.
"What's the safe word?" sirius asks, his finger tracing your spine, "green." you respond with a smile. Sirius returns tn before giving looking back at his dick that was positioned in front of your entrance. "There we go.." he whispers as his dick slips inside your pussy before tugging onto your leash.
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ wants to hold you in his arms as you two have sex, he wants to be close as possible, this is as they say, an intimate act.
"Fuck- y/n you feel so good. Come closer to me will you, yeah?" sirius mumbles, pulling you closer to his chest. Both your arms wrap around each other as he pounds into your poor, abused cunt.
remus lupin
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ hates being rough but since he is a werewolf, his... tendencies tend to come out. He fucks you harshly as he holds you down from moving.
"Come on y/n.. stop squirming you- fine." he mutters before holding you down, his hand on your belly before switching to your arm, trying to subdue your squirming and movements. "Please remmy! I-i need it.." you whine, lolling your head sideways, bucking your hips forwards in the hopes of getting more friction. "Then let me give it to you."
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ teases you with his dick sliding over your needy hole, grinning when he sees you whining and twitching at his touch. But, he is nice so he will give you a reward for being so patient.
"Remus, please.. I want it." your hand gripping onto his sleeve as you tried to move your slips to "accidentally" make his dick slip inside. "Nuh-uh, just be patient and i'll give you what you want.." even though you weren't patient you nodded anyways, "good girl."
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โฆ is smitten with your boobs! He loves how soft they are, small, medium or big, he will love them nonetheless! Remmy will fondle with them, suck on them, toy with them, lick them and so on. Just please let him have your tits.
"Mm, don't you think that's enough..?" you question, looking at your boyfriend who was fondling with your breasts. "Enough? Absolutely not!" you frown at his response. "But- what about-" "that can wait, love. Just wanna focus on my girls first."
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politely requesting either halsin or astarion with a tav/reader who like..shrugs off their advances bc they donโt think someone like either of them would take interest in them. like very oblivious to the fact that people actually like them. (totally not self indulgent lmao) ((i love mutual pining to lovers i-))
CW: Mild sexual content, reader is injured
Astarion has started to question whether this is your way of gently rebuffing him, or you're actually this dense.
He's not a subtle flirt. He uses all his most seasoned tricks, exhausts every overture he can think of. He can't remember wanting anyone this much. And yet, every one of his suggestive quips is laughed off.
He's there in the morning, sliding in beside you as you drink your tea. "Good morning, beautiful. You're looking absolutely radiant today." He runs a finger down your arm. When you blush and smile back, something warms in the pit of his stomach.
He's there as you put on your armour. "Allow me, dove." And as he tightens the straps on your mantle, he lets his fingers brush the underside of your jaw. "There. Just right." He purrs into your ear.
And of course, when he feeds. He takes his time, pulling you close, cradling your head, running his fingers through your hair. He nuzzles into your neck before he bites, pressing his lips against your rabbiting pulse for just a moment longer than he should.
Even in battle, when he's swiftly at your back, flashing you brilliant smiles as he races to your defense, you jovially thank him, like you do all your companions. Like he's your friend. Just your friend.
All efforts so far, completely ignored.
So now he watches you from across camp, the firelight dancing across your features as you laugh (he tries to ignore the tender stirring in his chest at the sound).
He throws back his glass of wine, and grimaces at the pitying glances of his compatriots. Of course it was obvious to anyone except you.
You stood, bid Wyll and Karlach goodnight, but instead of disappearing into your tent, you vanished into the brush.
Astarion sat for a long moment. He should let you go. You clearly weren't interested, and he should just... move on. Like he always had.
Who are you kidding, you fool?
He didn't care that he startled Gale with his speed and he pursued you into the woods.
You were seated on a rock, your face turned up toward a shaft of moonlight, eyes closed. He stopped to admire you.
"Sorry I took off. I just wanted to enjoy the quiet."
"I'll go, if you want me to."
You start, and turn towards his voice. "Astarion, didn't expect you."
"Were you expecting someone?"
"No... just-
He's suddenly surging forward without thought, and the two of you are rolling across the grass.
"Astarion, what the fu-"
He silences you with a burning kiss, brimming with anger and desperation. You roll him onto his back, furiously returning his advance. "What-" you pant between kisses. "-took you so long, idiot."
He's furiously tugging at your linen shirt, baring your back and shoulders. You'd be angry if you weren't still reeling.
"You never flirted back!" He pins you down, only to find his hips locked between your legs.
"I flirt constantly, Astarion! You drink my blood every night! I've been waiting for you to take the next step for weeks!" Now it's you tearing at his shirt, your hands groping for purchase on his shoulders. "I thought you didn't think of me like that." Now it's your lips against his neck, and he chokes on a moan.
"That's not flirting!" He's never been this heated during sex. He's a collected lover, and for all the inherent violence of his existence, he realizes - he wants to be gentle. At least this time.
He takes your hands in his and stills your thrashing. You lock eyes, both of you out of breath, chests heaving. He places a single, gentle kiss to the palm of your hand. "Shall we begin again, love?"
"I'd like that."
"My name's Astarion. You are a truly stunning creature," he leans down, and whispers to you, "... and I'd very much like to make love to you tonight."
Halsin thinks you are quite possibly the most extraordinary person he's ever met.
ย
He can't erase the image of you the first time he saw you from his mind, eyes ablaze, arcane power crackling at your fingertips.ย
He's had so many partners, but all of his love affairs were brief, transient. Deep, but nothing had ever moved him like this.ย Typically, Halsin is straightforward with his feelings. His passing dalliances with fellow druids and traveling rangers had never daunted him. But with you, making his feelings known was... complicated.
You'd been through a significant trauma, and while you put on a quite the brave face, ever the intrepid leader, he's been around long enough to see your fragility. You'd seen so many horrors in such a short amount of time. Emotions were running high, he wouldn't risk coming on too strong.
So instead... he brought you gifts. It was a very natural way to court someone, at least. Baskets of berries, a fresh catch from the river, perhaps they're gifts to his own taste, but he hopes you'll enjoy them.
He offered to braid your hair, to help ease the tension in your shoulders with a massage in the evenings (his hands are absolutely enormous, which certainly helps).ย
And, unbeknownst to the rest of the camp, and to his mild shame, he couldn't help but rub his scent near your tent. He wouldn't invade your boundaries and touch your things, but he couldn't help his instincts. Lae'zel noticed at last, but only scoffed and offhandedly remarked, "The way you dance around your affections is pathetic. Tell them, or stop simpering."
Things eventually came to a head when you were injured, badly. The arrow tore through your side, and you hit the ground before you could register you'd been shot, the world became pain and a blur of color and noise.ย
Halsin was by your side in a heartbeat, shielding you with his frame as spells and arrows flew overhead.
"Don't move little one, you're losing blood." He sounded calm, but there was a tremor in his voice. You'd never seen him afraid before.
"Halsin..."
"Shh, shh. Hold still." His magic flows through you, and the muscles in your side knit back together as he pulls the arrow free.
"Halsin." Your hand lifted to weakly brush his cheek. Your vision was swimming.ย
The thunderous roar of battle magic echoed nearby. Gale rushed towards you. "Are they alright?"
"They will be." Halsin spoke it like an oath. "But they're weak."ย
"We'll finish this, get them to safety!"
Halsin cradled your body to his chest and barreled off the battlefield. You drifted in and out of consciousness, but were always aware of his arms around you. They felt like safety. Like home.
The druid ducks behind a half destroyed wall, and begins to reassess your wound. "Gods, you frightened me." He lays you down carefully, head in his lap, and begins to clean the wound.ย
You smile up at him. "Thank you."
"No need to thank me."
"I like this."
He's puzzled. "Being horribly injured?"
"Being held by you."ย
At that moment, your body finally gave out, and your vision went black.ย
When you woke, bandaged and sore, in your tent, Halsin was sitting by your bedroll with his back to you. Recalling in horror the confession you'd made, you try to pretend you were still asleep.ย
"I know you're awake, little one."ย
You sigh. "I'm... about what I said, I'm sorry. I know you don't feel that way, and-"ย
"Stop." He turned and placed a finger against your lips. "No more words."ย
You braced for his rejection. At least the druid was kind, empathetic. Or perhaps his pity would make it worse.ย
His lips coming down on yours were not what you expected. He was gentle, and smelled of moss and pretrichor, dark soil and sweat. You kissed him back, laughing into his mouth.ย
He pulls away, then presses his forehead to yours. "I'm here. As long as you'll have me."ย
"Oh, I intend to." Your attempt to sit up is hampered by a shock of pain from your wound. "Ow. Shit."
Halsin guides you back down to your pillows. "All in good time, little one."
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summary: in which the sweet ache of yearning metamorphoses into the art of intimacy and knowing.
idol!jk x reader, est. relationship / fluffy fluff, a dash of angst, explicit content (minors dni!!) / word count: 10.5k
warnings/content: divided into seven parts. itโs like a timeline hehe <3 ; mainly in jkโs pov!! ; underaged drinking (oc is 18 in that part but the legal age of drinking in sk is 19 so!) ; mention of almost? n*des (neither sent by our mcs) ; making out ; thigh grinding ; brief or*l (f. rec + allusions to m. rec) ; mention and allusion to s*x [yesyes itโs the first time] [oc may or may not cry a little tooโฆ] ; they have a โwhat if i die before you?โ discourse lmao
playlist! restless - bibi ; lily of the valley - daniel ; who do you love - the black skirts ; intro (end of the world) - ariana grande ; snow - josh makazo
> in which masterlist!
note: look at my gorjus ethereal bf !!!! anywayโฆ hi, iโm back ^_^ hereโs my not so little offering to those whoโs been missing the iw couple <3 as always iโd love to hear your thoughts :") come chat!!
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I. THE FALLING
โjust stay the night.โ you blurt out, turning to jungkook to express your worry. โi canโt let you leave right now. itโs not safe.โ
his wide eyes scan the headline of the news once more.
heavy snowfall, road accident, several injuredโฆ versus staying the night at the apartment of not quite his friend, not quite his lover, for the first time.
he canโt deny that he favors the latter over the former with an explicable feeling rendering him breathless. still, he canโt allow his enthusiasm to cloud his better judgement. he knows heโs still somewhat of a stranger to you. he doesnโt want to overstay his welcome or make you feel uncomfortable in your own space.
โare you sure youโre comfortable with it?โ
โsure. should i be worried?โ
โno! uhm, i just thought not everyone would be comfortable to have a person theyโre not very close with to sleep over.โ
you chuckle, lightly bumping your shoulder against his. โchill. i have bigger things to be scared of than the guy who just cried with me while watching an anime movie.โ
ohโฆ he thought you were too absorbed in wiping your own tears to notice him crying too.
he slumps back on the sofa with a sigh. โi see. i guess weโre left with no choice then.โ
โi have an extra toothbrush!โ
โ
jungkook doesnโt quite understand peopleโs obsession with his eyes, but getting enamored by the innocence that yours seem to glisten with, he wonders if he is experiencing the same case.
โcan you see if this fits you?โ
you stand before him with a stack of neatly folded clothes, unraveling a pair of gray sweatpants to hold up infront of him.
โi thinkโฆ thereโs a string? oh, thereโs none.โ
he chuckles. โyou forgot?โ
โwell, itโs not mine. my ex never came back for his clothes.โ you huff with a roll of your eyes, muttering a silent his loss into the air. โiโve washed it though! donโt worry! itโs just- you know- sleeping in denim pants is uncomfortable.โ
does that mean you still wear the clothes of your exes? this pisses him off for some unknown reason. he would much rather sleep uncomfortably than wear their clothes.
you kindly smile, pushing the black knitted sweater against his chest. โbut this is mine. itโs really warm and comfortable!โ
but on another note, youโre too sweet and thoughtful. how could he ever say no?
โ
the sweatpants is a little loose around his waist. your sweater, however, feels incredibly soft against his skin. as he walks back into the living room, he pulls down his sweater paws and runs his hands across its sleeves. if he had to describe the feeling it evokes, he would say it is very much similar to rolling around on freshly washed and dried bedsheets.
โitโs nice, right?โ
he whips his head around upon hearing the sound of your voice. for a quick second, you caress his arm with the back of your hand, and even with the barrier separating your skin from his, the casual touch causes his breath to hitch.
โi finished cleaning the room. i set up a comforter on the floor so you can take the bed.โ
โis that so? thank you!โ
he zooms past you. youโre left standing alone, blinking in confusion. he is more than happy to welcome himself into your bedroomโฆ so he can slyly steal the bed you prepared for yourself. he slides under the covers, makes himself all cozy with his hands resting on the back of his head as if itโs not a raging winter and heโs lying under the summer sun.
โand what do we have here?โ
jungkook cracks one eye open. there you are leaning against the doorframe with your arms crossed. you raise your eyebrows at him, demanding an answer.
โwhat?โ he smiles childishly. โyouโre the one doing me a favor. iโm not going to let you sleep on the floor.โ
โhow polite. suit yourself, sir.โ you shake your head in amusement, smiling.
you enter the room, flicking the lightswitch off and locking the door at the speed of light. without thinking, probably; muscle memory formed by your routine. he is the only thing not a part of it. yet.
โgoodnight, jungkook.โ
โgoodnight.โ
he still sees you moving around in the dark. you crouch down beside him and he feels the extra pillow heโs partially crushing under his weight be jerked away all of a sudden.
โi need this one. sorry.โ you whisper-shout apologetically. โgoodnight! sweet dreams!โ
โ
jungkook sighs, tired of mindlessly scrolling through social media. his eyes flutter shut as he allows his phone to collapse on his chest. he is yet to even figure out if going to work later would be possible because of the blocked roads. he has gotten enough earful about not heading straight to the dorm and he cannot risk any more. because then, he would have to see less of you.
he sneakily opens his eyes, craning his head to the side to steal a glance of you, but he finds that youโve already fallen asleep on your textbook and heโs unable to look away again. bathed in the warm light of the lampshade on your bedside, he has never seen you more peaceful. he learns with hard evidence that youโre a side sleeper, curled up underneath the blanket and cutely snuggled against the pillow you took from him.
he doesnโt know how long heโs been admiring you, but he knows he doesnโt want you to think of him as a creep. you stir in your sleep and his hand swiftly flies to his phone. pretending to be absorbed in reading the first tweet he comes across, he tries taking another subtle glimpse of you.
itโs as if heโs been caught and punished.
he flinches.
your textbook collides with the floor, landing only inches next to his pillow. he begins sweating. he couldโve easily gotten a concussion at best, death at worst.
he sits up with his elbows anchoring him, poking around to investigate the cause of the fall. admittedly, heโs a little sad to see your back now facing him.
โshit, what am i doing?โ he roughly rubs his face to knock some sense back into him.
he needs to get some sleep. yeah, thatโs it. nothing more.
he picks up your textbook, taking it upon himself to bring it over to your desk. on his way back, he also decides to to turn off the lampshade.
his finger freezes on the button, however. he sinks his teeth into his bottom lip to silence the giggle that threatens to escape himโ so fucking endeared to discover that youโve kicked off your blanket and rolled over to your other side along with the pillow, your thigh carelessly slumped over it.
he tucks himself back into bed, heart feeling all warm and fuzzy.
โso, so adorable.โ
the words escape him without thought; the smile on his face ever-present even as he drifts off to dreamland.
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II. ALLOW ME TO LINGER BY THE DOOR
โhey, itโs getting late. shouldnโt you be heading home by now?โ
you sit beside jungkook on the sofa after a phone call, and his round eyes grow twice their size when you steal the iced tea from his grasp, nonchalant as your lips wrap around the same red straw his have been only seconds ago.
he awkwardly clears his throat, perhaps to mask his loud heartbeat. โis your friend okay?โ
โoh, sheโll be fine. itโs her fault so i canโt do much for her this time.โ you shrug, picking up your chopsticks as you eye the last dumpling in the bowl. โstill hate that guy, though.โ
โthe one you think is lying about being rich?โ
โi donโt know much about real ones, but iโm pretty sure iโve seen enough fake diamonds!โ
that seems to hits the right spot to elevate your mood. you hum happily as you chew, collapsing on the cushions and looking straight ahead at the television screen.
โsorry about that. you must be bored and tired by now.โ
โabout thatโฆโ jungkook swallows his nervousness. he rests his arm on top of the sofa, just to act cool. heโs so close to you yet still so distant. โiโm dead tired from filming today. iโve been up since four in the morning. would it be too much trouble if i spend the night again?โ
โi should be the one asking you that. why do you like this trashy place way more than i do?โ you shake your head, wiping your mouth with a paper napkin. โiโll go fix up so you can rest then. youโre lucky minji didnโt claim the bed first.โ
fuck, he was supposed to get kicked out?
โwait! do you need a change of clothes?โ
โthereโs no need!โ he replies a little too quickly. if he has to wear the clothes of another one of your exes, he might end up on the news for setting himself on fire. โi have extras in my backpack i didnโt got to wear today.โ
โoh, okay.โ you flash him a smile before disappearing into the bedroom.
yeah, how convenient.
he exhales through his mouth.
when did he start lying? his mother would be very disappointed in him. but on the other hand, his father would explode in boisterous laughter and pat him on the back. nevermindโฆ that just makes it worse.
โguess iโm going to hell!โ he shrugs, wearing a smile that is rather too jubilant.
he grabs his backpack on the floor and heads to the bathroom; your home is another home away from home.
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jungkook is exhausted from dance practice. he mustโve exerted himself too hard again without realizing it. for the third time this week, heโs attaching pain relief patches to his neck and shoulders, shirt pulled to the side as to expose the area. normally, heโd just take it off without care, but heโs in a different setting. while heโs pretty confident with the current condition of his body, it would be rude to strip out of nowhere. and you make him nervous. would he fluster you or would you fluster him? heโs not prepared to find out yet.
โare you okay?โ
his movements from below capture your attention amidst catching up to the events in your group chats.
โiโm okay, just a little sore. donโt worry!โ he waves off your concern with a scrunch of his nose. โi also fell asleep in the car earlier soโฆโ
โi can give you a massage. if you want.โ
โno, itโs fine.โ even though the offer sounds extremely tempting, especially coming from you. โi know youโre tired too.โ
โhm, your loss. iโm kind of an expert at it.โ
he squints his eyes at you. โreally?โ
โyou donโt believe me?โ
you sit up on the bed with an offended gasp, and he laughs at how you quite literally rose up to the challenge.
โwe do have actual experts come in and take care of us too, you know that?โ
โexcuse you, iโm an actual expert! i have more than a decade of experience!โ
he isnโt surprised to witness you climb down immediately afterwards, sitting behind him with your hands already on his shoulders.
โhmm, my dad worked at construction sites. my mom had a desk job. this- this was my job.โ your fingers begin pressing down as if youโre assessing him, touching the bare skin of his still exposed shoulder. โgot paid with extra allowance. making money was easy back then.โ
โyouโre so adorab- ah, ah, ah-โ his sentence is cut short by his own self when you apply pressure on a big knot, gently massaging it in small circles to loosen the tightly wound muscle fibers. โfuck, it hurtsโฆ yeah, thatโs good. donโt stop.โ
he hears you snort, feels your forehead collapse on his back as vibrant giggles rack your body. a blush of red creeps up to his cheeks and heโs thankful that you canโt see his face.
he laughs along, belly aching. โokay, okay- i heard it! i should keep my mouth shut!โ
โno no no, i wonโt laugh anymore!โ
โyouโre still doing it right now!โ
โiโll stop!โ you sniffle, laughed to the point of tears. you squeeze his shoulders. โjust relax! youโre so tense here, see? no wonder it hurts.โ
thereโs no denying that his body is pushed to its limits everyday; he has grown accustomed of this kind of lifestyle and he doesnโt complain. youโre making him want to do it all the time, though. if it means getting pampered like this? hell yeah.
โit hurts here too. over- over here-โ he reaches a hand to his back, patting the area that has been bothering him all day. โthis part. will you make it go away, please?โ
โhere? your shoulder blade?โ
โyes!โ
โokay. tell me if i should go gentler or harder. i donโt want to hurt you.โ
itโs his turn to snort. he shortly learns that was not a smart move.
โah, ah, ah-โ you pull at his ear and this time he moans in pain. โoh, come on! you gave that one away!โ
โshut up! youโre not allowed to laugh too!โ
โ
he tries not to create more embarrassing sounds. at some point he begun to busy himself with his phone, but to no avail, there are occasional moans and grunts he canโt bite down because you werenโt lying about being a pretty damn good masseur. and then he does it on purpose once, just to hear you laugh again, because his being already feels a million times lighter and you show no signs of exhaustion or boredom.
โyou have a mole here,โ you casually observe. he feels a light touch on the side of his neck and the butterflies in his stomach become untamed. โitโs sexy.โ
he blushes, caught off guard by the compliment. โthank you.โ
โyouโre welcome.โ you hum.
the minutes pass by and he is no longer faking silence, however. all he can think about now is how he wishes that he was lying down for this. how long has it been? youโve been definitely at it for almost an hour. he yawns, eyelids fighting to stay open but failing miserably.
โhey, wipe your drool.โ
he blinks. your beautiful face greets himโ for a second, heโs convinced that he has begun dreaming. with a mischievous grin, you lift the collar of his shirt to wipe the corners of his lips, and in a state of near delirium, he cackles.
โseriously, thank youโฆ i-i donโt even know what to say. i really needed that.โ he sighs, carelessly rubbing his heavy eyes. โiโll treat you to dinner tomorrow. how about that?โ
โsounds good. now go to sleep.โ you pat his back before rising on your feet. โyour head kept on dropping and i felt bad.โ
โthat happens a lot.โ
โwell, itโs bad for your neck. keep doing it and iโll get more free dinners.โ
the unmistakable sound of a kiss that follows, it suspiciously matches with the warmth that lingers on his cheek.
โgoodnight!โ
โgoodnightโฆโ he only manages to mumble.
his mind has gone off to space. you tuck yourself into your bed after turning off the lampshade while jungkook feels like he just got blasted to the moon. he needs to get out of here. STAT.
โiโll go drink some water. do you want me to get you a glass?โ
โno, iโm fine.โ
he makes out your figure shuffling in the dark, snuggled closely to a pillow.
he nods, which you probably didnโt even see. he steps out of the room as quietly as possible, slowly closing the door as to produce the smallest click. he pads to the kitchen still feeling light, almost like heโs walking on a path made out of clouds. he pours himself a glass of cold water from the fridge, chugs it down to the very last drop.
he licks his lips as he sets down the glass on the counter. he sighs deeply. he can still feel the outline of your lips, sticky lip balm printed on his skin. is it normal that he couldnโt be bothered to wipe it off?
โtotally worth going to hell for.โ he muses, unaware of the smirk that has started playing on his lips.
he briskly washes the glass at the sink, wiping it dry with a towel before deposting it back into the rack.
as expected, youโve already fallen asleep by the time that he returns. the light from the hallway casts a glow over your face and itโs a sight that is painfully intimate in its own peculiar way.
he canโt put a name to it, but whatever this feeling is, he likes it and he wants it to last.
and so, he lingers by the door for a few seconds more.
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III. THE YEARNING
jungkook hisses your name with yet another curse, heart so close to jumping out of his chest. when you were on the phone incoherently begging him to take you home from the club, he expected to carry out a passed out person from his car to their apartment floor, which he found no problem with aside from the possibility of having to deal with them throwing up.
instead, he is struck by an unusual combination of amusement and distress. he has been running around trying to capture you as you spend your final bursts of energy ringing strangersโ doorbells. your exhilarated laughter echoes throughout the hallways. he must confess that he was laughing along with you the first timeโฆ until it started to get a little bit out of hand.
if someone recognizes him by chance, he would be beyond fucked.
โdonโt- don't do it! stop it! please!โ he finally manages to seize your wrist before it can reach another, forced to wrap his arms around your torso so you wonโt escape from him again. โare you crazy? itโs 3am! people are sleeping!โ
โthatโs the point.โ you mewl, looking back to him with a childish pout underneath the hood of your coat. โwhy are they sleeping? itโs when the ghosts come out. does no one ever think about ghostsโ feelings? because i do! if i were a ghost, iโd be lonely and crying right now!โ
oh my god, what is happening?
โso letโs invite them and everyone for more drinks!โ you jump up and down, his secure hold doesnโt hold a candle to your hypernese. โjungkook, i want to drink more! more more more! buy me!โ
unfortunately, he doesnโt have the time to dwell on your cuteness. he hears a door click from behind and his instincts instantaneously kick in. oh shit, you actually fucking woke someone up. he sweeps you off your feet, clasping a hand over your mouth to mute your angry protests. he turns at a corner, trapping you against the wall.
a deep and manly voice fills the silence. โhello? whoโs there?โ
two pairs of eyes widen, staring at each other as if they can read minds through them. he notices the unsteady rise and fall of your chest; your heart must be beating as fast as his. he has to pull down his black mask to be able to breathe.
โyouโre going to be the death of me.โ he grumbles with a pointed look.
when you smile, he perceives it first through the palm of his hand before it reaches your eyes. only then does he fully register the dangerously close proximity between you.
dangerous because he wants to kiss you.
dangerous because youโd dare him to do it and his self-control has been reduced to a million cracks.
โah, this prank again! fucking teenagers!โ
and the door slams shut. you both flinch.
โthat guy has a fridge full of beer!โ
you are vexed, voice muffled but still clearly loud. you harshly paw at his forearm to remove his hand, and your pout finally comes into view.
โno, youโve had enough! seriously, what am i going to do with you? huh? you shouldnโt even be drinking at all.โ he blows a loud breath, frustratedly running his fingers through his hair. โhow did you even get in the club? fake id? you have it, donโt you?โ
you rush to defend yourself. โiโm only younger by a year and i donโt look like it! as if they actually care in those places. they only want money.โ
he begins to question if the bloodshot of your eyes is solely because of the alcohol or youโre also on the verge of tears.
โwhy? are you mad at me?โ
โno, iโm not mad. should i be?โ
โโฆi donโt know. why do you even care about things like that? youโre not my boyfriend or my parent so i donโt need to explain myself to you.โ you angrily ramble, wriggling out of the tight spot he had you trapped in.
and that felt like a fucking dagger to the heart.
โyou know what? i-i can do this. i can take care of myself, so go home.โ
โ____, donโt be like this, please. youโre drunk.โ
โiโm not drunk, just tipsy! you can go home!โ
he runs after you, but you shrug him off and continue walking away, perhaps a little too fast. he curses himself when he catches up to you seconds too late, witnessing you fall over to the floor with a thump and a whimper.
โare you okay?! where does it hurt?!โ
you shake your head profusely, but your hands gripping your ankle gives away the answers. he doesnโt press you further. without another word, he hooks an arm under your knees and the other under your back, swooping you from the floor. he stands up straight, adjusts your position slightly, and walks the path you attempted to travel alone in your intoxicated state.
perhaps he is mad. he went and abandoned his rest time when you said that you needed him, only for you to rudely send him home. he has the right to be mad, even just a little bit, despite the fact that he isnโt your boyfriend, right?
not that it matters.
you cling to his neck and it all melts away.
he glances down at you. a soft smile has replaced your frown. โoh, so now youโre happy again?โ
โyes,โ you tilt your head. โfeels like iโm floating.โ
โwhereโs your key?โ
โhuh?โ
โyour key-โ
โoh!โ
you dig out the item from the pocket of your coat. you proudly dangle it infront of his face along with the colorful keychains attached to it; the bear was gifted by yours truly from japan. he totally forgot that it existed. the last time he saw it was when he tossed it in the paper bag he gave you.
heโs not even your boyfriend. the two of you know that doesnโt make sense anymore.
โ
after he sets you down on the sofa, he kneels on the floor to remove the heels from your aching feet. he gets the hang of it after unfastening the second strap. while heโs preoccupied, you strip off your coat to combat the increased temperature of your body.
โi need to pee.โ you urgently kick off the heels as you rise on your feet.
jungkook looks up and forgets how to breathe. you are irresistibly gorgeous; the cherry red mid-thigh dress youโve been hiding from him hugs your body so perfectly. heโs ensnared and thoroughly convinced that youโre aware of your power to leave men and women alike sweating and tongue-tied.
goddammit, he is mad. you were at the club looking like this among flashing lights and grinding bodies and he is not your boyfriend.
โdoesnโt your ankle hurt?โ
โdoesnโt matter. i need to pee.โ
he clicks his tongue as you limp your way towards the bathroom.
โyouโre so hardheaded.โ
he lifts up your arm to bring it over his shoulders; he holds your waist to assist you.
โand your heart is so soft.โ you giggle, and his world stops when you hold his faceโฆ peppering his cheek with an amount of kisses he doesnโt have half the mind to count.
you said youโre not drunk, just tipsy. does that mean you genuinely like him this much and youโll remember it when you wake up?
dear god, he hopes so.
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jungkook is supposed to wake up in four hours. however, heโs still wide awake sitting by your pillow, mind completely blank on what heโs supposed to do now that youโre safe and sound. he canโt bring himself to leave just yet. you bump against his knee as you shuffle and squirm, eyes closed but yet to land in the confines of slumber. he can hear your rugged and frustrated breathing, canโt help but to hopelessly adore how pretty you are even with knitted eyebrows and tousled hair.
he likes you so much. he knows it hasnโt been that long since you met but the thought of losing the chance of winning you over makes him want to cry and throw a tantrum. youโre running in his mind day and night. you have permeated all his senses. you charm him with your unapologetic existence and you effortlessly captivate his ungiven affections.
when it comes to love, his passion becomes a weakness.
a whine emits from your parted lips as if you sense that something is wrong. your hands pat around the mattressโ searching and searching, until they stumble upon him. you push yourself up, head landing on the pillow, and your arms, they hug him close by his waist. only then do you finally come to a still, chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.
you are at peace and he is experiencing an emotional turmoilโ falling in love. this is simply not fair.
the lines are becoming so blurry. he is losing control of his hands, hyperaware of what he is capable with his possession of them. he strokes your head gently, hair brushing across his palmโ this is soothing to him as much as it is you.
this feels right, he thinks. he wants time to stretch from this galaxy to another.
he feels a weak tug at his sweater.
โiโm cold now,โ your complaint comes out mumbled against the thick fabric.
next thing he knows youโre pulling him down by his collar, leaving him with no choice but to lie down beside you as to not crush you under his weight. where the hell did you gather the strength to do that?!
he hisses in panic. โyah! what are you doing?โ
โiโm cold,โ you repeat.
โ____, weโre lying down on the blanket. if you can just scoot over for a seco- iโll take it out. move-โ
his attempts on communicating to you only fall on deaf ears. he zips his mouth to admit defeat.
you cling to him for warmth, and jungkook finds himself giving more than that. he volunteers his arm to be your pillow, softly cupping the back of your head as you nuzzle your face on his chest; his other arm wraps around your torso to keep you close. it is quite a tight fit on a single bedโ he figures out a lame excuse for later.
now he can say for certain that youโre hearing his heartbeat, but he doesnโt seem to care anymore. he also doesnโt mind the scent of alcohol because itโs tragically losing the battle against your sweet perfume. it renders him enchanted. and the dressโฆ that hypnotizing dress. he squeezes his eyes shut, trying to banish the sinful thoughts flooding his imagination.
he didnโt peg you to be the physically affectionate type, but seeing that you canโt sleep without hugging something, someoneโ he wants to be just the thing that you cherish as your safe haven. he wants this memory to be cuteโฆ and romantic. but too much heavy on the romance, you affect his body and heart in ways no one can.
he tries to will his growing erection to ebb away. itโs not an appropriate situation. he likes and respects you too much.
โmy makeupโฆโ
you said it so quietly, he almost believed he was making it up in his head.
โwhat was that?โ
โwill you- please, will you help me take off my makeup? itโs bothering me.โ you make one final request at the depths of drowsiness, speech slurred and stuttered. โthe wipesโฆ the drawer behind you.โ
he shouldโve thought of that. heโs learning. next time, he will.
he settles into his previous position after grabbing the wipes.
โhow do i help? is it okay if i d-โ
he interrupts his question when he realizes that youโve finally fallen asleep.
his sigh momentarily fills the defeaning silence of the night. the exhaustion has also begun to take a toll on him. heโs going to have to catch up on sleep during car rides and set breaks. heโs already dreading it as heโs planning around their hectic schedule.
as he wipes off your makeup as carefully as possible, he mutters into the thin air. โyou owe me a massage for this.โ
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IV. HAPPINESS OUTSIDE DAYDREAMS
โyouโre my boyfriend now and you donโt sleep on the floor anymore. how cute is that?โ you happily think out loud, swinging your feet dangling at the edge of the bed. โbut if you want to go back to our old waysโฆ my bed is small even for me.โ
โno way. are you kidding?!โ he jokingly protests in an angry manner. โyour bed is perfect.โ
jungkook is on cloud nine. it sure does feel good to hear you sound so happy calling him your boyfriend, even more so to reap its special privileges.
โi keep forgetting to ask. which side do you prefer?โ
youโre sat facing the door. โi donโt know, but iโm used to sleeping here.โ
โalright. iโll stay here.โ he climbs under the covers, spreading his arms once his back hits the mattress. the smirk on his face widens. โcome here, baby.โ
a grunt slips past his lips when you jump into his arms without warning, eventually falling over to the side when he moves to envelope you in his embrace.
โyouโre so warm.โ you purr in contentment as you bury your face against his chest. โi love cuddling so much.โ
โiโve noticed,โ he replies. he softly squeezes your exposed thigh after you slump your leg over his hip to maximize your comfort. โyour pillow must be softer than me though.โ
โno, i like you moreโฆ cuddling is proven to have health benefits, you know?โ
he quirks an eyebrow. โoh really? give me examples.โ
โit releases happy chemicals in the brainโฆ it apparently also helps to lower blood pressure and heart rate, and it-โ you fail to stifle a sleepy yawn, hands grasping the cloth of his shirt and forming closed fists. โโฆimproves oneโs quality of sleep.โ
โi can see itโs working well for you.โ he chuckles.
โis it for you?โ
โmhmm, yes,โ he presses his lips to your forehead. โiโm happy. thereโs only happy chemicals in my brain right now.โ
jungkook means it wholeheartedly and it feels strange. he doesnโt feel happy in this moment alone. this happiness is colossal and thereโs not nearly enough hours in a day to take it all in. this happiness will still be here when he wakes up tomorrow, and the day after that. this happiness stays with him even when youโre not physically present. youโve turned him into an optimistic fool but itโs not always that he experiences an attraction this strong.
heโs smitten and he canโt hide it. the people who are around him everyday sees it on his face; he doesnโt even need to say it out loud. all that corny shenanigans about romance giving you a certain type of glow is apparently true, it turns out.
โkissing is said to have the same effects, actually.โ
your coyness captivates him from his thoughts.
he draws back slightly, the glint of mischief in his eyes mirroring yours. โwhere do you learn these things?โ
โthrough reading and experience.โ you shrug innocently. โwant to test that out too?โ
youโre everywhere. he can taste your lips, your tongue; your body wash floods his sense of smell with a sweet and clean scent, plus something else he canโt quite name. he can only it describe as you. your hair is tangled in his fingers and your handsโฆ so delicate and teasing with every touch, it feels like being electrified. it still feels incredibly chilly outside but heat is radiating off his skin. he needs to peel himself off you before he loses his last shred of self-control.
โbabyโฆโ he whispers, lips only a couple inches from yours. he takes your hand in a tender hold, placing it over his racing heartbeat. โiโm not sure about this one being good for my health.โ
โbut it is. you just burnt some calories.โ you smile, wiping the sweat that has started to form on his forehead. โshould we stop?โ
he feels his cheeks become more flushed, but his craving for you has overtaken his shyness. he might as well be drunk; intoxicated by you.
โno.โ he refuses, conflicted and almost pained. โi canโtโฆโ
he gets rid of the distance between your lips once more, swallowing the first obscene moan he brings out of you.
โ
V. THE SPRING FLOWER IN THE EYE OF THE STORM
although you know they held affection for you, the boys youโve attracted in your life have made one thing clear: they see you as an object of desire, and you unintentionally play the part well. if you were going to make their wet dreams come true, then you ought to derive pleasure from it as well without shame.
but with jungkook, the tables have turned. you wore the same lipstick from last time to rile him up on purpose, but instead youโre the one stuck trying to recall a time you were this putty in somebodyโs hands. youโre not in controlโ you expect this thought would make you spiral, but it doesnโt.
you stumble inside your apartment making out with your boyfriend and you have an orange azalea tucked behind your ear. his hand is in your mess of a hair and it protects your head from the impact of the wall as your back collides with it. you donโt know if it was on purpose or not but your heart flutters nonetheless. this is sickeningly romantic and you want to drown yourself in it.
โoh, feels good.โ his mouth on your neck is addictive, you imagine it would be heavenly on more vulnerable parts of you. your nails harshly dig into his shoulder as he takes his time with every lick, every nip of his teethโ eager to learn more about your body and what makes it weak at the knees.
you tug at his hair with a whisper. โjungkookโฆโ
โmhm? yes, baby?โ
you thought youโve seen and felt enough. you know about lust, but never felt a chemistry this electrifying. thereโs an emotion screaming beneath the daze in jungkookโs eyes; itโs always been there, but not this loud. you think if you trust your gut and open yourself upโฆ you might just come to gain an understanding of it.
you bite your bottom lip, behind it a shadow of a smile. โbedroom.โ
his restless hands slide down to hook around your thighs, and not long after, your legs are wrapped around his waist as he navigates your apartment blinded by the mutual refusal of your lips to disconnect. you giggle every time he bumps into something and groans. with his fear of accidentally letting you fall felt through his tight grip, youโre the one who kicks the bedroom shut. the sound couldnโt have been louder than the pounding of your heart reaching your own ears.
jungkook is gentle as he lays you down on the bed, but your lack of inhibitions reign over you. you begin unbuttoning his shirt, unconsciously grinding your heat against his thigh as you do so. it catches him by surprise, but then his strong hands find purchase on your waist, and you know he wants this as much as you do.
the kiss is broken up by a moan when his grip falls to your hips, guiding your wild movements in chasing pleasure with a tenderness and sensuality that transforms you into a feverish mess. another gush of arousal ruins your underwear worse. you kiss him again and eventually you lose count of the buttonsโ patience runs thin and with adrenaline rushing through your veins, you tear his shirt apart.
he hisses. โbaby, shit- what did y-โ
โshhh,โ you place an index finger over his lips.
he chuckles raspily, shaking his head in disbelief. your giggles join him, equally amused with yourself.
itโs still for a few seconds, but you can hear each other breathe in the dark. youโve seen him naked but his silhouette alone stirs the fuel spreading throughout your body. heโs perfect. your lips reclaim the place of your finger. your hands caress every inch of his skin, every curve of his flesh they can reach. he doesnโt make an effort to hold his noises and it turns you on more, if that is even possible at this point. his muscles continue to tense under your touches, even worse when you find his nipples to tease and play with. heโs perfect.
โitโs my turn.โ he tries to say in the middle of the kiss, but you donโt hear a thing until heโs pulling away breathless and youโre whining in disappointment. โlet me return the flavor please? iโve been going crazy thinking about it. fuck, please.โ
you sit up on the bed, pushing his naked chest challengingly. โwhat? you want to eat me out?โ
he swallows, wide scandalized eyes failing to escape your keen observation. โi do.โ
you watch him watch you strip off your sweater, โreallyโฆ?โ and then unclasp your bra, allowing its straps to provocatively slide down your shoulders.
โye-yes, really.โ
โthen whatโs stopping you?โ
he whines out your name, interrupting himself with his craving for another kiss as he slips off your bra completely. it gets lost on the floor along with your sweater and you smirk deviously against his lips. โyouโre testing me like this, huh? youโre so mean.โ
you lie on your bed but you feel like youโre on top of the world. jungkook scatters kisses from your neck down to your chest, occasionally licking and biting as if he canโt help but to taste you. he uncovers another ticklish spot along your ribcage, but you bite your lip to control your giggles. instead, you touch his face to subtly guide him away from it.
he nuzzles his cheek against your palm, eyelids fluttering close as he presses a soft kiss to your wrist.
โmay i?โ
the shape of his lips lingers there. no one has ever kissed your wrist, nor have you ever imagined the first time to take place in bed.
your thumb strokes his cheek tenderly. the silence that follows there after concerns jungkook. he calls out your name, snapping you out of deep thought.
โmay i?โ he repeats himself.
he is patiently suspended over the waistband of your skirt. ever the gentleman, you half-smile.
โwill you fuck me good after?โ
the hand on his face sneaks down to pull up the skirt over your stomach; an even tinier piece of fabric covers the most intimate part of your body.
โwhatever you want, baby, i will do it.โ he promises.
you can hear the smirk in his voice, but youโre unable to form another response as his tongue laves over the lace, the warmth and wetness saturating through and stimulating your clitโ once, slowly, and then over and over again.
you gasp, jolting and squirming in pleasure. he only makes it worse when he hums and you feel the vibration against you. you whine and he squeezes the soft flesh of your inner thighs in an attempt soothe you, keep you still, nuzzling his cheek as he meets your heated gaze.
โrelaxโฆ is my baby always this sensitive?โ he places a chaste kiss over your clit, causing your breath to hitch. โโcause iโve barely started.โ
โjungkook,โ you impatiently whine. โwhyโd you stop? just do it, please- need you.โ
youโd wipe off that stupid smirk on his face if only you werenโt so pent up and you didnโt need his tongue.
โwowโฆ didnโt think youโre the type to beg.โ he muses, more so talking to himself. โi like it.โ
hell no, youโre not.
but finally, he dives in, greedily pulling aside the flimsy material for a real taste of you. instead of a sharp remark, erotic sounds between a moan and a sob emit from your lips. your toes curl at the surge of mind-numbing ecstasy overwhelming your body. your hands fisting the sheets fly to his hair, frantically tugging like you canโt take it, but you beg and beg and beg him for more.
โ
the last time you had sex was more than four months ago. you realized that you liked jungkook, and you simply didnโt want to do it with anybody else. sexual frustration combined with the romantic pining for a man that could potentially ruin your life; your youth has been nothing short of eventful.
has sex always been this good? you canโt remember. youโre drunk on pleasure even in the aftermath; youโre not sure if youโre really here or floating someplace else. as you catch your breath, jungkook soothes your body with gentle kisses and strokes of your skin, whispering sweet nothings. mostly babbling about how beautiful you are. and you feel itโ feel beautiful, you mean.
you gradually open your eyes, vision adjusting to the divine view infront of you. jungkook is golden, skin still glistening with sweat under the warm glow of the lampshade. your heart skips a beat when he smiles at you.
โare you good? do you need anything? water?โ
โagain.โ
his eyes widens. โagain?โ
โround two.โ you giggle.
you push yourself up to reach his lips, but the kiss ends too soon for your liking.
โjungkook-โ you complain.
โwait!โ
you stare in bewilderment as he bends down from the edge of bed, appearing to be reaching for one of the objects discarded on the floor.
โwhat is it?โ
โi found it!โ
itโs the flower.
beaming with a hue of pure excitement, he tucks the azalea behind your ear for the second time tonight. pretty, he says it so quietly that you only understand through the movement of his lips.
he looks bewitched by you. in a different setting youโd be smug about it, but at this moment, you donโt understand. you canโt read whatโs on his mind. if only you could see yourself through his eyes, even for just a moment, then maybe youโd understand why heโs dancing with fire and folding with his tower of cards.
it would be too silly and embarrassing to start crying now, right?
you swallow the lump in your throat, glassy eyes overshadowed by your boyfriend leaning in to plant a kiss on your forehead. as if that isnโt enough to entirely melt your heart, he intertwines his fingers with yours. your walls come crumbling down. in a haste to forbid your emotions from breaking free, you reach for him and slip your tongue in his mouth for a fervent kiss.
the burning tears that drip down to your temples are lost evidence you will bring to the grave.
โ
โyouโre not supposed to be awake.โ jungkook complains as soon as he opens the door.
you only spare him a glance before returning to your task. instead of being under the sheets, youโre sat on the floor with his button-up shirt from last night laid across your lap. only several steps closer and he realizes that youโre sewing.
he exhales through his mouth in surprise, setting aside the tray of food on the bed before joining you on the floor.
โbaby, what are you doing?! itโs fine. you donโt need to fix it.โ
โi know, but i want to.โ you reply, smiling, eyes still swollen from sleep focused on the needle and thread. โi stepped on one of the buttons so i looked for the two other.โ
heโs dumbfounded watching you sew with so much care and precision. oh my god, he is in love with you. he thinks it so loud he gets terrified that he mightโve ended up speaking it out loud too.
โat least eat first!โ
โwow, where did you buy ingredients so early?โ
โearly?โ he scratches his head. โitโs lunch time.โ
โwhat?!โ your eyes grow twice their size. โjungkook, iโm late for work! what didnโt you wake me up?!โ
โyou- you we- you were tired!โ he stutters defending himself.
he awkwardly catches his shirt when you throw it aside in a rush to get to the bathroom.
โbaby, what about your food?!โ he yells.
โwait, i forgot my towel-โ you pop out from the doorframe, beaming at him breathlessly. โoh, please pack the food in my lunchbox!โ
โ
VI. SPEAKING TRUTHFULLY, YOUโRE THE ONE FOR ME
โi missed you.โ
you giggle. โyou look drunk.โ
you hold jungkookโs cheeks in the palm of your hands, and he revels in the comforting warmth radiating from them.
he closes his eyes with a toothy grin. โiโm exhausted.โ
โthen go to sleep!โ
โi donโt want to!โ
he opens one eye, peeking at you.
โi came here so you wonโt have to tire yourself out more going to my place.โ you pout. โwhy do you hate resting?โ
โthis is me resting,โ he says as a matter of fact, leaning down to give your lips a peck. โyou are my rest.โ
while it may be true that his body is begging for sleep, his mind is willing him to stay awake for as long as he can. he likes that he has nothing to prove here; he can simply be. youโre softly tracing his skin, forming constellations from the moles on his face, and he knows theyโre created out of pure wonder and love.
โthis oneโs so cute!โ you gush. โnobody talks about it enough.โ
you place an affectionate kiss on the mole at the bridge of his nose.
โmaybe because nobody has noticed it but you.โ
you roll your eyes. โas if iโm the only one who spends their free time looking at your face.โ
โbut youโre the one who can view me in the highest quality.โ he brings his face a little closer to tease you; noses almost brushing. โno one else can have me this close.โ
โthatโs right. or else you will never have me this close again.โ
you squint your eyes at him as a threat; a frown making a permanent residence on your lips. fuck, when is he not thinking about kissing you?
โaigoo, look at you sulking!โ he exclaims with a laugh.
โiโm not!โ
โokay, whatever you say.โ he replies in a sing-song voice.
itโs silent for a few beats as he engulfs you in his embrace. he feels like heโs being recharged, and with that comes along the overdue acknowledgement of his exhaustion. he meant it when he said that you are his rest.
โyou know, i canโt help but to wonder sometimes.โ
there is an undertone of hesitance in the way you spoke which is not typical of you. this prompts him to draw back a little, just enough to get a good look of your face.
โwonder about?โ
โiโm not trying to put myself down or anything like that, by the way. iโm not expecting you to say the right thing or whatever either. iโm just-โ
you pause, teeth nervously biting your lip. his heart aches in an instant when you avoid his eyes.
โiโm just genuinely curious? and saying whatโs on my mind.โ
โwhat is it?โ he juts out his bottom lip. โyouโre scaring me.โ
โitโs not a big deal!โ
โgo on then. iโm listening.โ
โi mean, i know iโm a catch, and- and i have a lot to offer, and iโm special in my own way. but you have a lot ofโฆโ you blink, trying to find the right term. โoptions.โ
the word alone causes distaste to morph in his facial expression.
โokay, okay, i know! ugh, i donโt know how else to say it. but you have these beautiful and amazing people throwing themselves at you and sometimes iโm flabbergasted that you actively reject them for me.โ
โbaby, what are you even saying-โ
โiโm serious. there are girls i wouldโve totally gone for!โ
โbut theyโre not you!โ
he tilts your chin, smiling when at last, he recaptures your wide-eyed gaze.
โitโs really as simple as that.โ
โbut when we werenโt official yet-โ
โi liked you from the start, if i didnโt make that obvious enough.โ
you scrunch your cute nose; a smile of pure giddiness starting to form on your face. โyou didโฆ i knew.โ
โi canโt believe youโre thinking about things like that. i only have eyes for you, baby. do you remember the first fight we had, huh? remember how i got drunk and cried?โ
he doesnโt particularly like to relive the trauma and consequences of receiving unsolicitedโฆ almost nakedโฆ photos of an acquaintance while heโs watching a silly youtube video on his phone with his significant other. anything can be fixed in a relationship if both parties exert the effort, but trust, it is almost impossible to rebuild.
she didnโt know he was, is, in a relationship. in general, no one outside his inner circle really expects him to be in a relationship, or at least be in one that is serious or long-term. because, well, where would he find the time and energy for that kind of stuff?
but keeping you as a secret was his way of protecting you, and if you were hurting because of that, you didnโt show it.
oh, but that doesnโt mean you werenโt mad.
you needed some time to clear your head, you said. ignored his texts and phone calls; shooed him away when he begged at your front door. that issue may already been resolved, but heโs still not done proving that heโs solely committed to you.
youโre one of the most important people in his life. he loves you and he tends to get worried that you will never know much.
you gasp, hitting his chest. โwhen did that happen?!โ
โwhy are you shockedโฆ?โ he narrows his eyes. โyou didnโt know?โ
โhow would i know?โ
he scratches his head in confusion. he should probably stop talking at this point and not dig his own grave, but his honesty leads him on. โโฆdidnโt taehyungie-hyung send you a video? or did i make that up in my head?โ
he immediately regrets it when the sparkle of mischief appears in your eyes.
โheโs still awake, right?โ
โactually, he sleeps early nowadays!โ
you wiggle out of his embrace, playfully sticking out your tongue at him. โiโll go get the copy from him right now.โ
โit was so long ago. itโs probably deleted by now!โ
โwouldnโt hurt to check.โ
โbaby, no! itโs embarrassing!โ he attempts to pull you back, but his hands barely reach you. โletโs just go to sleep, hm? didnโt you come here to put me to sleep?โ
โaw, my loveโฆโ
he melts when you gingerly stroke his hair too. he will never live it down if his friends witnessed you babying him and him loving it.
โjust close your eyes.โ
and with your hand obstructing his vision, he sees pitch black and floating spots and flecks.
โiโll be back in a minute! mwah!โ
but despite his sense of sight being taken away, he still feels you spring off the mattress. the weight of your feet against the floor resonates along with the shout of your name as he follows you out of his bedroom.
you squeal in panic when you realize that youโre being chased. โgo back to bed!โ
โi wonโt unless you go back with me!โ
this is one of the instances in which jungkook is grateful for his gifts of athletic prowess and long limbs.
with little to no effort, he overtakes you in the race towards taehyungโs bedroom. doe eyes akin to a deer caught in the headlights, he swings the door open.
taehyungโs eyes flicker up from his phone. heโs frankly not surprised about the intrusion, not after hearing the commotion outside.
โneed anything?โ
โall the videos you have of him drunk!โ
โhyung, no! you canโt give it!โ
โ
VII. THE CHOICE TO STAY
โgive it to me.โ
the blanket that jungkook carried from the bedroom is snatched away from his hands. it becomes unfurled and thrown over to shield your shivering vessel from the cold. without a word, he crawls on the couch and under the blanket, hugging you from behind as you catch up on your ongoing tv shows.
reliefโฆ heโs been looking forward to this all day.
the tension in his muscles, from head to toe, begin to fade away, especially as you take his hand in yours so you can give it a chaste kiss. itโs quick, but long enough for him to feel the softness of your lips. his hug tightens. he remains silent as he inhales, and exhales, slow and calm. heโs not trying to fall asleep as much as trying to shut down his brain. they say the world has stopped but from his point of view, it has erupted into chaos and he has no other choice but to watch it fall apart and to attempt to rebuild it at the same time. god knows he is doing the best he can but it feels like his best will never not be lacking.
jungkook is scared, and he is more scared knowing that everyone else is too. but for the past two years, whether youโre whole or broken, whether heโs climbing or fallingโ it never made a difference. youโve always stayed.
he finds comfort in knowing that he has this constant among the ominous unknown.
his little firefly; your light wonโt go out even as the world lets out its final sigh.
โmy love, why are you sad?โ
you flipped to your other side when another commercial break rolled in; now youโre hovering over him, curious eyes studying every inch of his face.
โis my love hurt anywhere?โ you coo. โwhere should i kiss?โ
his body shakes with quiet laughter as you pepper his face with kisses, trailing down to his jaw until you reach the juncture between his neck and shoulder.
โor do you want a massage? here? know you had a looong day.โ
โreally? howโd you know?โ
โyeah, โcause you havenโt showered. youโre all stinky.โ
โoh, am i?โ he playfully pinches your waist, which you react to with a drawn out whine. โand yet youโre still cuddling with me.โ
โso? do you need my massage therapy services or not?!โ
โno. i only need my lover, please.โ he pleads with droopy eyelids, emphasizing his request by tangling his limbs with yours.
he canโt hide from you like he hides from himself. youโre much more gentler with his heart than he is; unconciously, he trusts you more with it.
โyou have me. whatโs wrong?โ
your hands anchored on the sofa are swept away as he pulls you closer, your weight crashing down on him entirely. he nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in your natural scent and the lavender in your body wash.
โeh, itโs just workโฆ everything that could go wrong is going wrong. weโre trying to figure things out, but what can we do reallyโฆ? thereโs nothing. i- this-this whole thing is just so fucking frustrating, baby. iโm sorry.โ
โitโs not just work! itโs your reason for living. of course this is frustrating and painful for you. itโs understandable to feel that way.โ
he can practically hear you pouting. he is proven right when you lift your head, leaning in to give him a kiss. he smiles against your lips. he loves you so much.
โso please donโt burn yourself out trying to be okay. you have me by your side who can help you carry your burdens.โ
it was scary at the beginning, but now it only feels right. it is impossible not to love you with all of his heart and soul; you deserve nothing less and more than what he can give. when you hug him, he hugs you back tighter.
โyouโre my reason to live too.โ
โi shouldnโt be. what if i die before you?โ
โyah, donโt says things like that!โ he scolds you faster than he can think, eyebrows knitted together and frown a tad deeper. โyou wonโt. it wonโt happen.โ
โi will die eventually.โ you grimace.
โplease donโt say such things as โi want you to move on and meet someone else and fall in love again and remarry.โ i donโt want to hear it!โ he rambles so fast that he doesnโt even understand himself, stumbling and lisping. โi will seriously cry!โ
โoh, i donโt care for things like that.โ
you make yourself more comfortable; your boyfriend as your own personal bed. sleeping on top of him has been a natural occurence these days, not that he minds. youโre so soft and warm. itโs like hugging a stuffed toy to sleep. still, heโs mindful of you falling off the couch again.
โdo whatever you like.โ your eyes meet as you bestow him with a smile. โiโll be dead; i wonโt even know what happens next.โ
โyou donโt care? huhโฆโ he huffs over the hypothetical.
the mere consideration of it feels like cheating. he knows that it technically isnโt, but he canโt imagine spending the rest of his life with someone who isnโt you. nevertheless, if he was being honest and it was the other way around, heโd probably do tell you to leave your heart open. but the topic is not the other way around and jungkookโs heart is stubbornly bound to you.
โwhy am i getting upset?โ
โi donโt care because iโm confident.โ you say candidly. โyou can fall in love with someone else, but no one will ever love you the way that i do.โ
ah, and here comes a side of you that he knows and loves. he swears that cupid is in the room and his heart was just hit by another one of his arrows. it feels so good to be loved so fearlessly.
โi know, so why even bother?โ he arrives at a conclusion to his defense, but thereโs a much better solution. โplease never ever leave me so i wonโt have to deal with this dilemma.โ
he catches you roll your eyes before he comes face-to-face with the back of your head. your cheek rests on top of his chest; he feels it above his beating heart.
โwhat then? are we supposed to die together?โ
he hums in thought. โitโs not a totally bad idea. we live together, so wouldnโt that make sense too?โ
โwow, very shakespearean of you.โ
โoh, thatโs right! see? isnโt this your type of thing? letโs do it!โ
โoh my god, youโre so stupid.โ you hide your face behind your hand, giggling in disbelief of the sharp turn this conversation took.
jungkook loves making you laugh. for a little while, he forgets everything else. the world outside may be terrifying but you have your own in your shared apartment. youโre his reason to live too. you ignite the life in his veins. you kiss him with an appetite for passion and love and he enters heaven on earth.
โthank you.โ you mumble against his lips.
โthank you?โ
โfor loving me, for living with meโฆโ your voice wavers and his heart drops to his stomach. he can hold back his tears, but never when he sees yours flowing. โeven when youโre tired and having a hard time.โ
โyou make it sound like a chore, but the truth is loving you gives me the strength to work hard everyday. you do know that, right? baby?โ he strokes your hair tenderly, hoping that you receive his sincerity. โi should be the one thanking youโฆ i should say it more often. you didnโt give up on loving me even when it was hurting you.โ
โitโs all in the pastโฆ you were hurting too.โ you reply in a faint whisper. โi love you.โ
cupid must owe him a tremendous favor to have granted him the purest form of love a human being could have.
he plants a kiss on your forehead, noticing the rise of your shoulders. an endearing thing they occasionally do when youโre happy, shy, or flattered. itโs one of the many things he learned about you since you started living under the same roof.
heโs been learning about himself too. he tried saving you from himself but this fact is now well-establishedโ you are the sun; it only hurts him to push you away because youโre in everything. itโs the little things that will haunt him if lost. when pieced together, they declare that you love him and he loves you.
the words iโm going home have gained more meaning and heโs excited to say them at the end of each day. he talks about his day and you talk about yours. you find out heโs the reason your lotion ran out too fast again and you chase him around the apartment until he promises to buy you the biggest bottle. you play rock-paper-scissors to figure out who will wash the dishes or receive the food from the delivery guy. you watch too many cooking videos on his phone until one of you falls asleep. most of the time itโs you. tonight, itโs still you.
he must confess that up to this day, he admires you when you sleep. you are safe and sound, and he is mended in places he did not know existed.
itโs time to sleep, he also decides.
he cocoons you in the blanket, then provides another layer of warmth which is his body. once settled, he closes his eyes, sighing in contentment. โwhatโs the use of our giant bed if we keep on sleeping on the couch?โ
โ
(?). AN ETERNAL RECORD: MY TREASURE, MY LOVE (ARCHIVED)
[DEC 25 โ17 02:12AM]
โis it rolling?โ
โyes, itโs rolling.โ
you excitedly look at the film camera from the thick pile of snow on the ground, moving your arms up and down and your legs from side to side. an attempt to create a snow angel.
your giggles and the crackles of the snow are heard through the speaker.
the lens zoom in on your face.
childlike joy in the form of an everlasting smile and snowflakes on your hair.
โam i doing it?!โ
โyou are!โ
โreally?โ
โreally!โ
โis it pretty?โ
your face comes out of the frame. for a second only the white snow is seen, and then the dark brown of your coat as you skip towards the camera.
โlet me watch!โ
the camera shakes before it pans to the ground.
rustling of clothes and a shy, panicked voice.
โhold on- i-iโll just fix theโฆโ
โwhy?โ
โhuh, what do i do?โ a forced laugh to mask nervousness. โi think it didnโt save-โ
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pairing: aaron hotchner x f!reader
summary: "here i was thinking that i was special because you would only look at me with that desperate look on your face, but i see that you give any old man that look, right?โ
content warnings: jealous!hotch, reader is a panther (aren't we all), bathroom sex, mirror sex, p in v, sexual tension, unprotected sex (r mentions being on birth control but wrap it before you tap it!), rough sex, dirty talk, size kink if u squint, spanking, hair pulling, choking, dom!hotch, sub!reader.
word count: 3.9k (yโall this was not supposed to be this long lmao)
notes: day 18 of @hotchfiles marchhotchness 'self-image' but also HEAVILY inspired by this post from @softhairedhotch because it made me go FERAL and i love jealous hotch (but pls lmk if taking inspo was okay!!) this is also my first hotch fic ever so pls lmk ur thoughts or any other feedback <333
aaron hotchner was not a jealous man.
he had no right to be jealous over something that technically did not exist or someone that technically was not his.
and although he only had himself to blame for that, he really did wish that you were his. and as much as he was telling himself not to be, he was jealous.
but it wasnโt the typical jealous where he watched you be approached by someone much younger than himโsomeone your own age instead of hisโand by someone who already had him beat in reciprocating that flirtatious energy you often used on aaron himself.
no, this type of jealousy was one that was boosting his ego and making him feel lightweight, albeit the fact that it still made him see red.
it was a typical night out with the rest of the team, all of you having agreed that the eight of you were in need of a couple of drinks after some long weeks of paperwork and back and forth cases.
you were all engrossed in the conversation, but you had left the table to get yourself another refill on your drink and had taken far too long than it normally would have, the rest of the younger membersโall besides reidโhaving decided on hitting up the dance floor throughout the time you hadnโt returned to your seat.
it was practically natural for aaron to look for you in a crowd, but what he hadnโt expected to find was you, sitting in a bar stool on the right side of the bar, being hit up by a man who had to have been a couple of years older than aaron himself.
the front hairs of the manโs head were peeking of several grey hairs, paired with a matching grey beard and an overall radiance that screamed of that older man type that you were apparently into.
the sudden revelation made aaron feel dizzy, the confirmation of your attraction towards older men making his pants tighten as he watched the way you stared up at the man with that sultry look of yoursโthe one where you were somehow able to perfectly mix mischief and innocence seamlessly together.
while you had used that look on aaron countless times before, times where it had been only you and him alone in his office, way past working hours, he had never done anything about it. but, god, as he watched you do it to someone else, out on the open, there was nothing he was currently regretting more.
aaronโs train of thought was interrupted as he felt someone kick him from underneath the table he sat at, whipping his head to the person in front of him only to find rossi staring at him with a smug look on his face.
he cleared his throat, โwhat?โ
aaron mentally cringed at the way his voice wavered.
โyou gonna be done being jealous anytime soon and make a move or are you just gonna sit there throwing daggers at the guy?โ dave asked, brows raised.
he took a long sip from his drink, trying to avoid the question for as long as he could as he tried to compose himself, โi donโt know what youโre talking about,โ
rossi rolled his eyes, โoh, please, aaron. you donโt have to be a profiler to notice the way you can cut the tension thatโs between the both of you with a butter knife,โ
aaronโs brows furrowed.
โyou have all the confirmation you need right there,โ dave pointed his thumb behind him, signaling at you and the man, โif thatโs not enough for you, then iโm declaring you helpless at this point,โ he let out a sigh, standing from his seat, โiโm going to get another drink and if i find you still sitting here, wallowing in your thoughts after getting my refill, iโll go up to them and encourage her to go home with the man.โ
aaronโs fists clenched at the thought. at the thought of you sprawled on the bed of another man, wearing that same look you had on just now and staring up at him as youโ
his body acted faster than his brain did, and before he even had the chance to process what he was doing, he stood from his own stool, not allowing for another moment to pass by as he stormed over to where you and the man were sitting.
from your side of the room, you can see aaron make his way over to you through the peripheral of your vision, the excitement of finally getting a reaction out of him making your heart skip and your thighs press together as you took into count the way his fists clenched and unclenched at his sides.
the pressure you put on your thighs didnโt do anything to relieve the ache you felt in your core as he reached where you sat, coming to stand behindโwas his name michael? although the stranger you had began talking to was definitely older than him, aaron was a good several inches taller, towering over the both of you.
he cleared his throat, cutting michael off from whatever he had been talking to you about as he turned around with a raised brow. aaronโs expression didnโt falter, not sparing a single glance at the man as his eyes landed on you, โy/n, can i speak to you for a moment?โ
you mentally rolled your eyes. ever the formal one.
michael scoffed from in front of him, angling his body so that he was able to properly glare daggers at your boss, โwe were in the middle of a conversation here, if you donโt mind?โ
although your attraction for aaron skyrocketed in comparison to the man you had just met, you were thriving off of the jealousy radiating off of the one you wanted the most, the ache in your stomach only growing.
before aaron had the chance to shoot out a reply, you set your hand on michaelโs forearm, giving him a small, but sad smile, โiโm sorry, michael,โ you butted in, jumping off of the bar stool, โiโll be right back, okay?โ
another scoff comes from michaelโs direction, โwhatever,โ he grabs his drink and rolls his eyes, โdonโt even bother coming back,โ
ew.
this time you actually rolled your eyes, grabbing at your drink and drowning the rest of it. you shrug, โolder men are always a hit or miss,โ you mumble, setting the glass down.
aaronโs hand comes to wrap around your wrist, a firm but gentle grip on it as he pulls you close to him, โletโs go,โ he seethes in your ear.
you hide a smirk as you follow behind him, letting your body practically flail as you struggle to keep up with him. when he notices your staggered pace, he matches his footsteps with yours, moving his hand from your wrist to your waist as he guides you through the crowd and towards the hallway that lead towards the barโs restrooms.
the both of you gave a silent thanks at the fact that there was no line, the hallway scarce and dimly lit with the exception of a few people standing together against the walls, either flirting or talking.
โwhat are you doing?โ you ask, standing behind him as he knocks on one of the doors, his grip on your waist still very much present.
โyouโll see,โ he mumbles, yanking the door open by the knob after no one replies and pulling the both of you inside before slamming the door shut behind him.
you try to take a good look at the interior of the bathroom, trying to guess if it was a good enough place to do whatever the two of you were about to do.
a faint gasp escapes your lips as you feel something hard press into your ass, immediately melting as one of aaronโs big hands comes to rub at the side of your leg, right below your hip. his whole body comes up behind yours, his other free hand coming to your stomach to press you into him.
โaaronโโ you try to speak but get cut off as you let out another gasp, one almost like a sigh, as the hand that was rubbing at your leg sneaks further up and wraps itself around your hip, aaronโs thick fingers digging into your skin despite the material of your shorts that blocked his hand.
aaron dips his head so that his mouth is right next to your ear, his breath and the faint touch of his lips against the lower part of your jawline sending shivers down your spine.
โis this okay?โ he asks softly, a total contrast from the vice grip he had on both your front and hip.
you nod quickly, your hand coming up to your right where he held your hip to wrap around his own.
โuse your words, honey,โ
the pet name makes you whimper and your thighs clench in spite of the fact that you were standing up. you let out a ragged breath as he awaits for your answer, the hand that was pressed to your stomach furthering down until it was right above your pelvis but below your tummy, pushing you further back until you could feel how hard he actually was.
you whine, your other hand coming to wrap around that one, too, โyes,โ you sigh, โitโs okay,โ
aaron presses his lips into that same spot below your jaw, gently and lovingly before whipping you around so that you were facing him and pushing you up against the counter.
not even giving you a chance to process what he had just done, his lips crash onto yours roughly, making you moan directly into his mouth. your bring your arms up around his neck, running your fingers through his hair and tugging.
aaron hisses, slapping at your thigh in a firm way that had you let out another moan.
โaaron,โ you whine, pushing up into his chest out of desperation.
he hums, โdo you want my attention now?โ he asks through the kiss, โdonโt wanna go back and talk to that guy you were all over just a couple of minutes ago?โ
โno,โ you mumble, huffing as he breaks away from you to wrap his fingers around your chin.
he chuckles as your lips form into a puffy pout, โhere i was thinking that i was special because you would only look at me with that desperate look on your face, but i see that you give any old man that look, right?โ
โno!๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ you whine again, your arms dropping from around his neck to wrap around his bicep, squeezing at the muscle to try and pull him closer to you, โjust you!โ
his confidence was beyond what it normally was, feeling you squirm from against him yet still wanting his touch, โreally? so you werenโt planning on going home with that man? all those times you touched his shoulder or the times he would touch your thigh meant nothing?โ
โyes, they didnโt mean anything!โ you huff, โyouโre the one i want to go home with all the time!โ
aaronโs heart clenched at your confession, knowing that deep down you really did mean all the time. he had just never been sure if you truly were interested in living a joint life with him. up until now, that is.
he brings his hands to your back, right by your shoulder blades as he connects your lips once more. your shoulders relax and you lean into him with earnest, squeezing at the muscle from his bicep.
you hum, satisfied as he begins to run his hands up and down, resulting in the fabric of your shirt lifting with every time he went up, eventually ending up in nothing but rolled up fabric under his palm. he breaks the kiss once more to toss your shirt over your head and near the sinkโs counter, leaving you in only your shorts.
aaron stared at your bare breasts, not expecting you to have not been wearing a bra despite the tight shirt you just had on.
you shiver under his gaze, opening your mouth to say something before he lowered himself and quickly attached a mouth to one of your breasts, the other one coming up to grab and squeeze at it. you moan, gripping onto the marble counter for support as he presses sloppy and wet kisses to each breast.
his fingers come to undo the button of your shorts, hooking them inside your panties before shoving both articles of clothing down your legs, signaling you to kick them off of you. you toed your shoes off as well, leaving you completely naked and bare for him while he remained fully clothed.
he turns you around gently, bringing you face to face with the sight of you completely stripped in the mirror, the image making you clench your thighs together once more as you stabilized yourself on the sink.
aaronโs hands soothed all around your body, a whimper leaving you at the feeling of his calloused hands groping at your breasts before moving down to your soaking pussy.
as if on instinct, you spread your legs open for him, practically inviting him to dip his fingers into your folds and inside your entrance. the thickness of both his index and middle fingers stretching you out. you knew you had always loved his hands for a reason.
a moan bounced off the walls as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, moving torturously slow before he began to pick up the pace. you could feel your slick drip onto the floor and probably onto the rest of his hand, but all you could focus on was shamelessly bucking your hips into your hand and spreading your legs for even more access.
โyouโre soaking, honey,โ aaron says, hand coming back around to squeeze at your breast again, leaving you gasping as he pinched your nipples.
you whimpered, โjust for you,โ
โโjust for me?โโ he repeats, โnot for anyone else, right?โ
you shake your head no, pussy clenching around his fingers, โj-just for you, aaron,โ
his hand left your breast to smack at your ass, making you jump, โgood girl,โ
with that, he takes his fingers out of you, a throaty whine leaving your lips at the empty feeling. you arched your back into him, but immediately stilled at the sound of him removing his belt filled the room. you watched from the mirror in front of you as he undid his pants button, reaching past his boxers to pull out his cock.
oh shit.
your mouth dropped at the sight of his dick spring out from where it had been confined, your slick hole clenching at nothing at how big he was. you knew that aaron hotchner was definition of big dick energy, always wondered what he was secretly packing, but now you wondered if you were going to be able to take it all.
he was thick, veiny all around with girth too thick that it hurt just looking at him. as much as you could tell you wouldnโt be able to walk after this, it excited you far too much.
you gulped, meeting his eyes in the mirror, landing on his hungry gaze, โis it going to fit?โ you ask quietly, trying to bring your legs back together.
โweโll make it fit,โ he says, sounding confident of himself, a hand coming to stop you from closing your legs, โwill you let me know if itโs too much?โ
you take another look at his cock before giving him a determined look, โi will,โ you nod.
he nods back, angling your head with his hand so he could press a kiss to your mouth.
you give into him easily, arching into him until you feel the tip of his cock slip through your wet folds and line up with your entrance. you had taken dick before, but never this big, so as he gave you one last look, you took a deep breath before feeling him sink into you.
you gasp, already feeling full by just the tip, though the slickness of your pussy helping you in adjust.
โstill good, honey?โ
you nod again, too busy focusing on how his length was stretching you out further than his fingers had.
smack!
aaronโs hand landed another spank on your ass, making you snap your heads toward him with a confused, dumbfounded expression. he glared, โuse your words.โ
you huffed, doing your best to not roll your eyes, โstill good,โ you replied, going back to focusing on how full your pussy already felt, โis it in yet?โ
โalmost, baby,โ you whined again, pushing your ass back onto him and earning yourself another inch inside.
humming in delight, you felt aaron begin to move, setting a slow pace as he inched himself in and out to get you used to the length that was already inside you.
โaaron,โ you sighed, โgive it all to me,โ you pleaded at him through the mirror, โi can take it,โ
he studied your expression, all needy and flushed as you tried to buck your hips further back to fill yourself up more, โlet me know if itโs too much,โ he warned.
you nodded eagerly but didnโt get a chance to reply as he shoved the rest of his length inside, the tip immediately hitting that one spot. you gasped loudly, the feeling of his whole cock inside you awakening a hunger inside of you, โfuck,โ you moaned, dropping your hands so that you were resting with your elbows on the counter, โplease, aaron. move,โ
he hesitated for another moment, and just as you were about to look behind you, you felt him begin to move, pistoling his hips into your ass roughly.
you let out a shriek, your hands grabbing at anything you could reach in order to stabilize yourself as he began to mercilessly pound into you from behind. he slipped his dick in and out of you each time, your pussy hugging the veiny length each time he did.
the sounds your juices made due to you being soaked vibrated against the room each time his hips hit your ass roughly, and it only edged you on further.
โa-aaron,โ you moan, breasts jiggling against the cold sink as the girth of his cock stretched you out, โaaron! oh, fuck!โ
you thought you had felt good getting his attention when you were back flirting with the guy, but nothing could have prepared you for the feeling of his dick slamming into you.
from above, aaron grunted and groaned, fingers and nails digging into your hips harshly as he pounded into your perfect pussy. he loved the way you clenched around him, taking it back perfectly each time he slipped back in.
his hand reached for your hair, wrapping his hand around it and pulling you back until you were flush against him with your back still perfectly arched. he dropped his hand from your head to wrap around your neck, fingers digging into the sides.
you gasped, not having a choice as you looked at him through the now foggy mirror, the image of your body rocking with every smack against your body only adding onto the sensation.
โsuch a perfect pussy,โ aaron grumbled into your ear, โthis pussy was made for me, wasnโt it sweetheart?โ
you did your best to nod regardless of how weak your body felt, of the way you could feel your slick drip down to your thighs or the way you were drooling from your open mouth, โbelongs to you, aaron,โ you mumble, surprisingly coherently despite the way he was choking you.
โyeah, it does,โ he grunts, free hand coming to grab at your stomach again before pushing against the spot where his cock was evidently sliding in and out of you, making you squirm, โthis greedy pussy belongs to me. not to that bastard you were flirting with, right, honey?โ
you nod again, eyes stuck on the tummy bulge you currently displayed, your hole clenching at aaronโs cock even tighter at the way the indent disappeared when he slipped out versus when it reappeared when slipping back in.
โfeels so good, aaron,โ you mumble, saliva dropping from your lips and onto your pointy, practically rock hard nipples that jiggled with each thrust.
โyeah?โ he asks, breath hot against your ear, โtaking it so well for me, such a good girl,โ he praises, hand leaving from your stomach to slither down to where your bodies connected.
you let out a squeal as his middle finger slipped through your finger and his index began to rub furiously at your swollen clit, the feeling making the knot in your stomach tighten and tighten.
you babbled aaronโs name like a loose mantra, bodies rocking together as he quickened his pace after realizing that you were close to orgasming, hand tightening around your neck and finger rubbing even faster than before.
โcโmon, honey, come for me,โ he encouraged, โcome all over my cock, pretty girl,โ
it was all the confirmation you need to let yourself go, body shaking and aaronโs name being repeated as you chased the high, glad that he was holding you up with his hands as your whole body stuttered.
the feeling of your pussy clenching and unclenching around him violently made aaron groan, sweat dripping down his body as he began to reach his own high just from the way your body reacted to orgasming from his dick. from the way he was fucking you and from the way he was naming you as his own.
you could feel his pace falter from behind you, lazily meeting his pace as you tried to encourage him to finish, โcome in me, aaron, please,โ you whined, needing to feel him fill you up to the point where his come would leak out of you, โfill up my pussy, aaron,โ
he gave you a look of unsureness through the mirror before you nodded at him, โiโm on the pill. itโs okay. please,โ
that had been all the confirmation he need for him to finish inside you, his cock twitching inside you as his seed filled you up, making you moan as you rode out your own orgasm, still clenching tightly around him.
you giggled at the way his body practically toppled onto yours as he tried to catch himself, bodies pressed together as he held onto the counter with his dick still inside you.
he snaked his hand around the side of your face as his breath evened, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek and shutting up your whines as he pulled out from inside you with a kiss to your mouth.
โjackโs at a sleepover today,โ he says after a few moments of silence.
you inch an eyebrow at him, watching as he leaned over to grab some toilet paper, snatching some off the holder before wiping himself clean of you and wincing at the sensitivity as he wiped gently at your own folds and thighs, โis he now?โ
he hums, tucking himself back into his boxers and quickly buttoning his pants to help you put your own clothes on, โhe is,โ he grabbed your discarded shorts and parties from the floor and signaled you to lift your legs, โwe can go home and iโll wake you up with breakfast in bed and ask you to be go on an official date with me in the morning,โ
your heart pulls as he buttons up your shorts for you, reaching for your shirt, too, โiโll only say yes if we keep going when we get home,โ you admit, making him freeze in his movements.
he pinched your nipple.
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NSFW +18 MDNI cw: smut, kidnapping, obsessive behavior, fem!reader, Kรถnig is a fucking delusional, noncon, Stockholm Syndrome. (idk guys itโs more romantic? than i wanted it to be lmao) (and another warning that this chapter might feel different from the first chapter. just saying :> )
word count: 1.7k
summary: Your sweet captor Kรถnig fucking you after coming back to home from a long mission.
art cr: yashk_pucyet on twt
Kรถnig was a man of stamina. He made sure you knew it in the first months that he kidnapped you. And after he came back from deployments, he would make sure you knew he wasnโt a man to be satisfied with just one round. He was your husband after all. He should show his wife that heโs the only one that she needed, that was what he was thinking when he pulled you up by your calves and put them onto his shoulders as he pushed his thick cock into your perfect pussy. His perfect pussy. You were his wife so he had all the right to claim you as his. All of you. All of his. โIch habe das so sehr vermisst.โ (I missed this so much.) he grunted as his hips continued its overwhelming pace.
The way your eyes rolled back and walls clenched tightly around his shaft made him bite onto his lower lip so he wouldnโt let out the moan that was threatening to slip away from his lips. โSo fucking cute, Maus.โ he cooed when you let out the most beautiful moans and whimpers. The sound of your begging and pleading like โstopโ, โs too muchโ, โcanโt take itโ fall on deaf ears. All he could hear was the lewd sounds of your dripping cunt. And the way your pussy milked him was enough to convince him to continue. But of course he was still sweet enough to draw tight circles on your clit when he felt you get closer to your orgasm. He brought one if his hands down between your thighs as the other kept your legs on his shoulders. โLet go fโme, Maus. It feels good isnโt it? As much as you try to deny it you missed this cock more than me. Did i made you addicted to this cock? Such a slutty wife. My slutty wife.โ and of course he was mean. His degrading words went straight to your pussy. The pleasure, the way he stretched your poor pussy, the way his tip hit your most delicious spots were too overwhelming. You felt like the worldโs spinning when he bit the soft skin of your calves. He quickly kissed and licked the new mark which found itโs place among the others. With one hard thrust his tip kissed your cervix and made your vision go white when you cum around his thick cock. Your thighs trembled and you let out a soft cry as you cum. โScheiรe.โ He hissed. Pussy squeezing him so tight, milking and begging for his cum. Who he was to not give it to his sweet girl. His beautiful wife. โGonna cum in you sรผรes Mรคdchen.โ he purred as the movement of his hips became more desperate. The thought of cumming inside your greedy cunt, claiming you with his cum deep inside your cunt, brought him to the edge. So he finished deep inside you, painting your walls with his seeds. Just like how he did when you ride him. The relief and contentment he felt afterwards was something else. Something that made him feel like a caveman. A man who behaves primitive and rough. โIโm sorry, Maus.โ he cooed when he finally noticed your tear stained face. He turned his head to side and closed his eyes when he pressed his lips onto the skin of your legs. โAre you mad at me?โ he mumbled softly with all his innocence. He pulled his cock out and collapsed on top of you, so you couldnโt look away from him or try to leave his side. โLook at me, Maus. Du gehst nirgendwohin.โ (Youโre not going anywhere.) his lengthy and calloused fingers found your chin to make you look into his eyes. He hated when you got upset with him. His heart ached and anxiety engulfed his brain whenever you avoided him. It wasnโt like you could ever leave him. Oh he wouldnโt let you. He just needed you so much. His need and desperation for you never ended.
In the other hand, there you were, so sore from his harshness and endless desire for you. You felt like crying again as he softly let go of your chin, deciding that he was already too harsh on you today, and buried his head into your neck. He was heavy. God he was like 130 kilograms and he was crushing your poor delicate body into mattress. Not that he cared if you were uncomfortable. He just wanted to soothe you with the way he thought would work. His actions were confusing you, making you doubt yourself whenever he got so tender and soft with you. Like now. He was nuzzling and murmuring into your neck, kissing and licking the soft skin, breathing in your addictive scent and marking you by sucking bruises onto your throatโฆ He was melted onto your body, like he didnโt fucked you senseless a minute ago. โWas i too rough again?โ he finally spoke again, making you sob and nod quietly. All the overwhelming feelings finally getting to you. โAww poor baby. That was why i wanted you to ride me.โ Yeah, like you had had the energy for it after doing it once already. Kรถnig knew he was hard in bed. Brutal even. He knew if he had his hands on you he would manhandle you into every position he wanted and he wouldnโt think if it hurt you. You see, he was a soldier, he didnโt knew how to be soft. He didnโt knew how to calm down people. When he had his cock in you and you werenโt on top of him -in control- he would only think the ways to go deeper inside your welcoming warmth. Like the caveman he felt. โI will make it up to you, Meine Kรถnigin. How about a hot bath?โ he suggested as his fingers dug into your messy hair and started to caress it tenderly. Even if he was tired from the work he still wanted to keep his beautiful wife content and happy. You wanted to deny him, to push him of off your sore body and curse at him. Maybe you could hit him across the face if you had the energy. But all you could do was give him another tiny nod. โThatโs my beautiful wife.โ he smiled so brightly like you just gave him the world. Despite keeping you forcefully in his home, in his bed, in his arms, you couldnโt deny the trust he imbued into your mind.
His large arms wrapped around your body after he pressed a last lingering kiss on your neck. He gently lifted you up and made you wrap your legs around his waist. Once he was sure you were secured in his strong arms he got up from bed and carried you to the tub that he soon filled with warm water and some essences you like. Once everything was done he pulled your back against his chest and you couldnโt help but put your head back on his chest. โEnjoying yourself, Maus?โ he chuckled lightly as you closed your eyes with a humm. The way his strong arms wrapped around you and his fingers massaged your sore muscles relaxed you further. โFeels good.โ you mumbled, your voice just above whisper and he noted the way you sigh softly when his fingers brushed against the fresh marks on your thighs. You didnโt even wanted to open your eyes, you just wanted to enjoy how his fingers worked on your sore muscles and forget that it was your kidnapper who was holding you firmly against his body. Maybe, just maybe if you forgot that fact, living with him wouldnโt be that bad. And of course you had to bare with him claiming you as his wife and wanting you to call him your husband all the time. Yeah, that was annoying. But in total it wasnโt that bad. He wasnโt that bad. And maybe he was right when he told you that you didnโt needed anyone but him. He could provide for you, he could show affection and he wasnโt afraid to voice his love for you in every given chance. Unlike the men outside. Yeah, maybe if you just play with his rules you could be happier. He loved you after all. You were his little wife. And he was your husband. โWhat are you thinking?โ he pressed a kiss on your temple when he saw your expression. What could you be thinking so hard? He had to know. He wanted to be inside your head constantly. When you didnโt answer, his mind starts to wonder. Why you werenโt answering him? Were you thinking of escaping again? Even after he fucked you this good and taking care of you? โAnswer me.โ his tone goes darker with the seconds you waste. His fingers squeezing your plush thighs unconsciously. โI- i was just thinking-โ a small cry left your lips when you flinched with the pain on your thighs. And of course he noticed. Like he noticed everything about you. So he let his grip loosen to let you speak. โI think i love you.โ you said and felt his whole body tense behind your back. His whole body went stiff like he received a bullet into his chest. And it felt like it. He felt like his heart exploded and replaced with another one so it could beat this fast. You turned towards him to see his expression but what you saw got you more worried. His eyes were fixated on the wall of the bathroom and his mouth was agape. He looked like he was in a trance. โKรถnig?โ you called his name but he just remained still. So you did the thing you wanted to do for a while and kissed him. He let out a small gasp but it short lived when he immediately grabbed you by the back of your neck and kept your head still so you couldnโt get away from his grip. Oh no, not anymore when he finally, truly got you. A low moan, more like a growl, left his lips when he finally had a taste of your delicious looking lips. Oh god it was like heaven. You were like heaven and now he couldnโt get enough of you. His hungry mouth captured yours with a desperate kiss. His used his free hand to press onto your chin to explore your mouth further. He was desperate for the new taste he got and he was determined to savor it until his last breath. You were his and he had to claim it with his kiss. There was no going back after giving him your delicious lips.
โNow that you kissed me, you canโt leave me anymore.โ
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how do the jjk men treat you when ur on ur period? suguru specifically hehe <3
โฐ JJK MEN: WHEN YOU'RE ON YOUR PERIOD โฐ
pairing(s): gojo, geto, nanami, choso x afab!reader
content: (MDNI 18+ only), nsfw-ish/suggestive, periods, period blood, period products, pet names, lots of fluff!
a/n: i hope you like anon!! you have great timing cause iโm getting my period and i also have a uti pray for me besties i need help and antibiotics. left out toji and sukuna causeโฆ. nah LMAO. enjoy, and remember ALL AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED!
โฐ GOJO:
Lowkey loves when youโre on your period, but is just barely smart enough to never tell you that.ย
His favorite part is that you always want more cuddles, which means more cuddles for him.ย
Thinks period products are really amusingโ loves playing with your hot water bottle cause itโs squishy. Finds those ones that look like stuffed animals at the store and brings home like five of them for you.ย
Will definitely buy you pads/tampons but not without the obligatory โwhat size is your pussyโ text. Wonโt buy them until you respond with โextra super prettyโ and then sends back this emoji -> ๐.
Highkey likes period sex. Knows it can relieve your cramps and will use that as an excuse at every opportunity if youโll let him.ย
Is always on some cheesy ass shit murmuring in your ear about how doing it on your period โbonds your soulsโ, too.ย
Constantly offers to get you pregnant so you can avoid your period for the next nine monthsโฆ heโs only half joking.
Will actually skip work to stay home and cuddle with you if you give him even the slightest inclination that you donโt want him to go.ย
Watches movies with you and has gotten surprisingly good at rubbing little circles on your tummy that help with cramps.
ย Keeps the house stocked with candy, but, then againโฆ itโs always stocked with candy.
โBabe. Look what I just found at the store.โย
You watch with furrowed brows as he sets the bags on your floor. Youโre curled on the couch, a blanket tucked up around your neck. Heโd made sure to roll you like a burrito before heโd left.ย
He pulls outโฆ a cow? It looks like a stuffed animal, but when he shakes it you hear something sloshing around inside.
You raise a brow. โUmmmmโโย
โItโs one of those hot water bottle thingies! For your cramps!โ He tosses the poor cow on the floor and digs around in the bag again. โOh my god, they had so many. I got the cow, the dolphinโโ He tosses a dolphin out of the bag, followed by a puppy, a raccoon, and a cat. โDo you want me to put one in the microwave for you?โย
He looks far too excited to turn down, even though you just heated up your old hot water bottle minutes ago.
You smile and nod. โYeah, baby. Thanks.โย
โฐ GETO:
Mans TAKES CARE of you. Likeโฆ fully.ย
Is really sympathetic and gentle when your cramps are killing youโ brushing your hair back, rubbing circles on your tummy, letting you put his warm hands wherever it hurts.ย
Runs you a warm bath and climbs right in with you. Makes you lean back against him while he gives you a massage and works out all the knots in your neck and shoulders.ย
Buys you period products before your period starts if he remembers. If he doesnโt heโs happy to run down to the store. Doesnโt need to ask which ones you likeโ he already knows.
Wraps you up in the comfiest blankets and cuddles with you wherever you ask. Gives the best cuddles, too. Rubs your back in a way that has you falling asleep in seconds.
Makes sure you take your meds on time and brings you a glass of water.ย
Secretly loves period sex. Will never push you for it, but gets super horny at just the thought. Loves the sight of your blood on his dick. Makes him feel possessive of you in a way thatโs kind of scary.ย
โSuguโฆโ you whine. Your cramps are bad. Youโve been curled in a ball all morning, even with all the meds Suguru has been giving you. โIt hurts so bad.โย
You feel him shifting behind you and then his hands gently prying you to lie on your back. You whimper, the pain spiking again as soon you roll out of the fetal position.
His face appears above you, a couple stray strands of black hair tickling your cheeks. His smile is soft, but full of sympathy as he settles over you.ย
โIโm sorry, baby. I wish I could make it go awayโฆโย
He moves down your body, settling between your thighs and resting his cheek on the plush of your thigh. You sigh when you feel his fingers skate over your tummy, rubbing little circles into the skin that somehow work wonders for the pain. You sigh with relief, a bit of the tension ebbing away. โThat feels niceโฆโย
Your body relaxes a bit, finally getting a break from the incessant pain. Suguru only smiles, looking up at you through hooded eyes when he presses a kiss just below your belly button. You donโt fail to notice the way his thumb is sliding under the fabric of your panties.ย
โI can think of something that would feel even nicerโฆโย
โฐ NANAMI:
Prepares for your period.ย
Has your cycle marked down on his calendar so he always knows when youโre starting.ย
Stops by the store a couple of days ahead of time to buy pads/tampons/meds and your favorite snacks.ย
Runs a bath for you every night and fills it with all of your favorite soaps and scents.ย
Cooks. Mans knows how to cook and does extra of it when youโre on your period. Will make you nutritious meals and urge you to drink water, but always brings you something sweet if youโre craving it.ย
Heats up your hot water bottle every thirty minutes without you ever having to ask.ย
Lays out a fresh change of clothes for you whenever youโre in the shower.ย
Cuddles you whenever you want, but only after heโs tended to all of your other needs (meds, food, water, etc.).ย
Will have sex if you want, but will never push you for it. If you just want the relief from your cramps, heโll just use his fingers to get you off and then pull you back into his arms.
โTime for your bath, sweetheart.โย
You nearly grumble in protest, but how can you do such a thing when he takes such good care of you? Still, you donโt want to move. Just existing hurts, much less walking to the bathroom.ย
Despite your resistance to saying it aloud, Nanami still seems to understand what youโre thinking. No more than a second later heโs scooping you into his arms and carrying you to the bathroom.ย
โYou know youโll feel better after, love.โย
You nod weakly against his chest. โWill you get in with me?โย
He pauses. Heโs got dinner to make and he wanted to change the sheets for youโฆ One nuzzle of your face into his neck has him throwing all those plans out the window.ย
โOf course, princess. Iโll get in with you.โย
โฐ CHOSO:
Is new to this stuff so he lowkey freaks out.ย
Worries that youโre actually in danger causeโฆ thereโs blood???ย
Chills out eventually, but is still irrationally convinced that youโre injured.ย
When i tell you this man is at your BECK AND CALL, I mean it. He will do every little thing you ask. Fetches water, food, snacksโ whatever you need.ย
Mans is panicked when he canโt find the candy bar you want at the grocery store.ย
Happily buys period products for you but has to facetime you cause the poor baby is overwhelmed and confused by all the options.ย
Is kind of attached to you like glue. Thinks youโre somehow more breakable in this state will hold you in his arms permanently apart from when you need to bathe, eat, or use the bathroom.ย
Actually freaks when you have a bout of cramps that makes you hiss in pain. Cannot believe you have to do this every month and hates feeling so useless in taking the pain away. Eagerly learns that he can put his warm hands on your tummy and it helps.
Is actually amazed when you tell him that sex helps with the cramps. Worries about hurting you, but is completely down. Mans is definitely not afraid of a little blood lmao.
โBabyโฆ there are so manyโฆโย
You canโt help but stifle a laugh looking at your boyfriendโs stressed expression through your phone screen. Heโd run down to the store to get you some more padsโ you just hadnโt anticipated how overwhelming the experience would be for him.ย
โI know, Cho. Iโm sorry. Hereโ back up so I can see the whole aisle.โย
He does as you ask, flipping the camera around so you can see what heโs looking at. You have to bite your lip this time to keep the laugh in. Youโve never realized just how many options there really are. โThe ones toward the bottom right, baby. With the pink box.โย
The camera shakes a little as he follows your directions, arm sticking out like heโs playing pin the tail on the donkey.ย
โThese?โ His hand hovers over a box that is pink but not the pink you need.ย
โDown a couple racks.โย
Finally, his hands close around the right box. โThank you, baby. I didnโt think about how confusing this would be for youโฆโย
The camera flips again and you grin at the soft soft smile on his lips. โDonโt apologize. Want me to grab some candy, too?โ
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DJANGO
Choi San x fem reader x Jung Wooyoung (heavy hints at ot8)
a/n: nobody talk to me nobody touch me nobody look at me i'm loosing my mind over this comeback you don't even understand
"Ain't nobody mess with Django, call me Django." -ATEEZ
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(>แดโข) genre: smut w/plot
เฒ _เฒ warnings/content: violence and injuries, dystopian/lore universe, lots of cussing, angst, poly relationship, brief mention of drinking as coping, extreme pda LMAO, woo is a bit of a little shit in the first half, dry humping, making out(lots of it), also lots of pet names, multiple rounds, threesome, light choking°rading, snowballing, oral, boobjob, dp, overstim, teasing, orgasm control, praise kink teehee, dom san/sub woo/switch-sub reader, m x m, unprotected( don't do that๐ฃ๏ธ), NOT EDITED
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MATURE UNDER CUT MDNI
The van shook as another vehicle passed, making San groan as you fell down onto him.
"I'm sorry, Baby," you cooed softly, kissing the bruise on his collarbone that you had unintentionally fallen onto. The soaked rag that you cleaned him with was handed back to you from its fallen place on the shag carpet by Wooyoung with a soft laugh.
"You baby him too much, he's a big boy," he claps his hand onto his shoulder, making him groan again- glaring at the younger man, "right, Champ?"
"I'll beat your ass, Woo."
"Oh, I bet you will, you beat up that scrawny little guy too!" He cackles, clapping and leaning away as San swipes at him tiredly.
"He was faster than I expected!"
"You two knock it off," you sigh exasperatedly as you wipe the grime from his swollen pec, rolling your eyes at your boyfriends bickering. Being stuck in such a small space had taken a toll on the three of yours relationship- especially the two men. They were at each other throats more often than not-even it was playfully. "I'll blow our cover just to tell Hongjoong."
"You wouldn't..." Wooyoung eyes you suspiciously as you smirk. "You wouldn't!"
"I will if you two don't give me a second of peace." You cock your brow at him, tossing the rag into the pile that is your dirty laundry, silently cursing yourself for choosing to hide out with them instead of with Yunho and Jongho in their shop. They even had a cool talking bird.
You place a gentle kiss to Sans eye, a healing bruise almost faded under your lips. "Stop getting hit in the face, yeah?"
"Yeah, I'll politely tell my opponents that my girlfriend likes her boys pretty~" he rolls his eyes and whines as your body heat leaves his sore body.
"So what if I do, pretty boys happen to be my type!" You shrug and crawl off of the spent man, over to the other side and into Wooyoungs lap.
He smirks at his boyfriend cockily as you rest your head on his shoulder, "that's why she's cuddling me right n-ow!" His smirk turns to a pout as you flick his chest.
"Can you two manage a peace treaty while I get some shut eye? It's four hours drive to the next town and it's my turn to drive in the morning."
"Of course, Darling." They chime together, silently scowling at one another but keeping quiet as you close your eyes.
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ย ย ย "Wakey, wakey," you shake the buff man softly, safely parked in the back alley of the abandoned building. Wooyoung stood just outside of the open van doors, abs on display as he changed into a better looking shirt.
ย ย ย "Yah, wake up!"
ย ย You glare at him as he startles San awake, who holds you close protectively in his delirium, still scared of the run in you had experienced with HalaTeez months ago. No matter how much he swears to the lot of you that he doesn't feel guilty, the way his eyes sadden when he focuses on the scar over your left brow for too long gives it away. Hala-San, as you call him to real-Sans dismay, had tricked you all too well and after that... you couldn't look at the real, loving, caring San for weeks. You had to split off with Mingi and frequented a bar, drinking away any memory of Hala-Sans torment until Hongjoong found you and picked up the pieces when the bottle ran empty.
ย ย ย "You dick," San rasps as he rubs your sides, his gentle touch a contrast to the way he gives his cackling boyfriend the stink eye.
ย ย "Rise and shine, Sannie~" he teases, buttoning up his shirt and soothing his long hair down, "time to get your ass whopped again."
ย ย ย "Oh, like you'd do any better! You'd be demolished!"
ย ย ย You let out a sigh and slide out of the van, soothing your dress- which in reality is Jongho's shirt with a belt around your waist. "I'll be signing in." You speak shortly before wondering off, leaving them fighting more than ever over how they upset you.
ย ย San insists it's all Wooyoungs fault for being such a whiny shit.
ย ย Wooyoung is adamant that San is at fault for hogging all of your attention.
ย ย ย They go back and forth for a while until a Strickland patrol vechile speeds by, spooking the both of them into the building.
ย ย ย Wooyoung immediately wraps his arms around your waist as they find you bent over signing Sans pseudonym, DJANGO, into the fighting brackets. San is busy eyeing everyone around you, both in suspicion of Halateez and Strickland and simply to scope out his potential competition.
ย ย ย "Entry fee is three k," the woman on the other side of the pop-up table looks as if she's ready to kick your trio out in a single breath when you don't provide the money, eyeing up Sans messy tank top and your days old makeup with distain.
ย ย "That's it?" You pout, tutting your tongue as you turn away from the rude woman, sighing dramatically as you dig into Wooyoungs pockets, grabbing hold of multiple tightly rolled wads of money.
ย ย Both of them smirk at your antics, so clearly eager to prove this stranger wrong about her preconceived notions about you and your lovers as you count the wads, dropping a few down before skipping past her with a wave.
ย ย ย The crowded arena does nothing for Sans anxiety, his eyes scanning at a million miles an hour as he keeps a possessive hand on the small of your back. Wooyoung has similar feelings as he drapes his arm over your shoulders in a way that clearly shouts, 'don't touch' to anyone who looks your way. You feel much safer on the other hand, both of your boyfriends touching you at once for the first time in what feels like ages, both ready to toss themselves infront of danger if it presents itself.
You all squeeze your way to the front, right up to the edge of the ring, where a fight is already taking place, one of the men nearly teasing the other with the way he bounces around on his tip-toes, not letting the other get a single touch in.
"She said not many fighters showed up," you practically have to yell for the men to hear you, "Strickland cracking down again!" You explain loudly, rubbing Sans lower back in an attempt to comfort his nerves as he stretches his wrists. Wooyoung has split off to make bets with other players, making sure to stick out like a sore thumb with his flashy shirt. "Might have to find a new income soon if they don't back off!"
He sighs, rolling his head back and stretching his neck out, letting you admire the freckles on his skin that he knows you love.
As the quick moving fighter finally wears out his opponent, he gets sloppy, and he starts getting hits in. You slide behind San and hide your face in his back, wrapping your arms around his waist and stroking his stomach softly. "I hate that you have to do this!"
He holds his hands over your own and rubs his thumbs over your skin, watching the man who will clearly be his opponent wailing on the other man.
"Got nine grand riding on you tonight, Babe," Wooyoung slides back into the conversation, cupping the back of Sans neck.
Although they had their on and off moments, he would always be in tune to his emotions and try to calm him. And trying to keep the peace was even more worth it when you were around. Usually, they had Yeosang as a voice of reason but he was off with Seonghwa doing God-knows what in preparation for your next mission.
Being apart was straining and stressful for every last one of you. But groups larger than three were banned by Hongjoong after four of you had caught Halateez's attention a few months back. He didn't want to risk it again and he certainly didn't want to risk a group of nine most wanted outlaws being together. The combined reward for your captures was the largest amount of money you had ever read. You weren't sure how to even pronounce it.
It was almost an entire year of being in hiding.
You didn't know how much more you could take.
ย ย "- DJANGO!!" The name catches your attention over the blaring speaker. How was he up so early? You peek around San and see the fast man catching his breath in the opposite corner. Blood being wiped up and a limp body being carried out.
ย ย ย "We can always find a new way to get money," you scream to San as he rolls out his stiff shoulders, whining as Wooyoung pulls you away gently. "Seriously, Sannie!"
ย ย "He'll be okay, Darling," Wooyoungs chaste kiss to your head does nothing to calm your raging nerves as San bends down and slides into the ring. You pull away in a hurry and hop up on the ledge, grabbing his top over the ropes.
ย ย ย "Forgot something?" You lean your torso over and immediately take San into a heated kiss, his calloused hands cupping your face firmly and pulling you close. People all around whistle and call loudly, a blush creeping up Wooyoung neck as he watches your lips meld together.
It been almost a year on the run. Almost five months since any of the three of you have touched one another in an intimate, primal way.
He doesn't know how much longer he can take it. When you crawled into his lap earlier he nearly took you right there.
You always do something after a needy kiss that makes every single one of them feral.
You lick up Sans lips to his cheekbone and moan.
ย ย People start nearly howling, and his opponent looks antsy.
"Fuck him up, Baby," you cup his chin in your hand as you block out the world around you for a moment and take one last good look at him before you know you'll go away during his fights. You can't bring yourself to watch no matter how long he's been fighting. But that doesn't mean you won't hype him up while you can.
ย ย ย You slap his shoulder softly, making sure to make it look harder than it was in reality before giving his fist a gentle kiss.
ย ย ย "Fuck him up," you repeated before hopping down.
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The van door opening makes your head snap, setting away the headphones that play Yeosangs violin melody.
"Hey, how'd ev-"
San jumps on you before you can finish greeting them properly, kissing you deeply and feeling you up like it's the first time he's ever touched you. The clotted blood on his lip doesn't discourage either of you, the pain only stirs him on as Wooyoung climbs in and slams the doors shut behind him.
The dull thud of the duffel bag he drops makes you look over, San letting you breath and nipping at your neck and jaw instead. "Holy shit, Baby, you won?!"
"Fuck yeah, I did, Beautiful," he moans breathlessly, holding himself up above you to speak with a sultry purr, "let me spoil you." He looks over to Wooyoung lustfully. "Both. Let me spoil you both."
Wooyoung smiles at him. Genuinely. For the first time in weeks.
ย ย If there's one thing that makes him weak it's being spoiled by his lovers. So when San lifts you up and settles you in his lap and climbs into the drivers seat, he doesn't complain: he simply dives into your lips like a man starved.
ย ย ย And he is, lips suctioned onto yours so deeply and passionately that neither of you notice as the van lurches to life and begins speeding away. You fall to the floor ontop of him and hold him tightly. Like he's an illusion that will disappear like smoke if you let go.
ย ย ย He body feels so right on yours. Clinged together on the shag floor. Melting together. The outside world and all of its problems fading away as his hands wander your body.
ย ย ย ย How you've managed to keep your hands off one another for this long is a world's greatest mystery.
ย ย ย ย "Fuck," he moans as you lap at his lips, his hands sliding up the edge of your dress and cupping the round of your ass. "Fuck, Princess, please," he whines.
ย ย ย ย You can hear the smirk in the way San chuckles from the front seat, but it doesn't stop him from speeding up. He loves how whiney Wooyoung gets just as much as you do.
ย ย ย You clumsily undo his bottoms and pull them down just enough to press your heat to his growing bulge. The thin layers of cloth separating you doesn't stop the feral groan that he lets out, holding your hips with a bruising force as he grinds up into you. If anything, the soft fabric pressing into your clit with each of his uncoordinated thrusts makes it feel more euphoric.
ย ย ย "Oh, God~"
ย ย The soft moans you let out have Wooyoung rock hard and San palming himself. "Ffffuck, Baby," you groan, hugging his neck tightly as his hips buck below you.
ย ย ย Everyone got the 'Babyyy' treatment when they were good or needed a pick me up. The way it rolled off of your tongue was like a drug to them. Even more so when it's so deep and passionate. Even more so when their cock is pressing against you.
ย ย ย Sans eager left turn has the both of you rolling on the floor, laughing as he apologizes loudly from the driver seat. "Sorry, continue!"
ย ย ย "You heard the man," you laugh from below Wooyoung, "continue."
ย ย ย And he does, burying his face in your neck and biting and licking and sucking as he rubs his bulge against you like it's the last human touch he'll ever experience. "M'cum," your moan has him rolling into you with a new purpose in life, nearly growling as he holds himself back from painting his underwear white, "shit, Youngie!" You wrap your legs around his waist tightly as you release, shivering and shaking with your jaw slack.
ย ย ย He isn't far behind by even a second, his gut clenching as he turns his bottoms sticky with his own pleasure, panting into your ear as he continues to roll into you, drawing out your euphoria and making you mewl out, clawing at his scalp.
ย ย ย In your bliss, you fail to notice that Sans parked outside of a double story motel and ran out with a wad of cash, clearly in a hurry.
Yours hands are wrapped in each others hair, breathing deeply with your foreheads pressed together, almost as it trying to meld your souls together with passion.
ย ย The doors behind the both of you open and flood you in the neon light of the motel signs, and you peek around Wooyoungs frame as he falls over you protectively from what he thinks is prying eyes. "Sannie~" you call, making Wooyoung relax ontop of you.
ย ย ย ย "You alive, Foxy?" San teases as he climbs in and crawls to you both.
ย ย ย "Mhm," he moans into your jaw, "very alive." He gasps as San pulls him away from you by his neck, taking him in a feverish kiss as you watch on in awe. You can tell San his slipping his tongue into Wooyoungs mouth by the way he holds his jaw open, the way Wooyoung grinds his bulge back into you.
ย ย ย "Youngie, Baby," you whine as he rolls his self into your swollen clit, but it only makes him go faster, his hands finding purchase on Sans waist. "Ah s-" You writhe below him, stopped when one of Sans hands comes and holds you in place by pressing on your stomach: all the while he never opens his eyes or pulls away from your boyfriend. "Fuck, please don't tease!"
He chuckles into his lips, gently stroking his neck. "C'mon, I got us a room for a few days."
Wooyoung begrudgingly slides out of the van, gathering your few bags and bouncing in anticipation as he fixes his pants to the best of his ability. San scoops you up to his chest and you cling to him like a koala bear, kissing all over his face as he carries you up the stairs and down the balcony hall.
Wooyoung drops the bags at the entrance of the room and immediately goes to investigate the single bedded room and bathroom before urging San in, latching the door shut behind him.
You're dropped to the bed and bounce with a soft laugh, opening your legs wide to fit Sans large frame as he slots himself between them. Wooyoung slides next to you and is immediately latched onto your neck as he unbuttons your dress.
"Ah fuck," you mewl out, cradling his head close as your head spins, San slipping off your panties and shimmying down. He holds your thighs apart as he licks a slow, deep stripe up your soaking heat, reveling in the way you moan for him. He wastes no time diving in and eating you out like it's his last meal. His tongue flicking and swiping against every inch it can reach. His nose pressed against your clit as his head bobs.
You're lost in the pleasure between your legs so much so that you don't notice that you and Wooyoung are both naked until he climbs onto your stomach, his hot member gliding between your breasts. Despite how long it's been, your body has its muscle memory from how often you two would do this.
You cup your breasts and push them together, encasing his length in the soft flesh as he grips the headboard roughly, the tip of his cock leaking on the base of your collar bones.
It's hard to appreciate just how beautiful he is while San is ravaging your cunt with his tongue, but you manage. Looking up with blown irises, he's so pretty. His long hair softly framing his face, bouncing with each of his rough, slow thrusts against your supple skin. His swollen lips parted with moans. Toned abs expanding and constricting as he heaves.
"Foxy," you whisper out, catching his eyes with a deep blush on both of your cheeks, "so pretty, Baby."
He curses loudly and reaches one hand down, cradling your face so gently in comparison to how he fucks your tits. "My woman."
The words make your eyes roll back, a wave of your arousal coating Sans tongue as you cum, gripping your breasts tightly and whimpering out as the sensations continue well past your peak.
ย ย ย Wooyoung wills himself to hold back from cumming until he's told, and San holds himself back as he laps up your juices-grinding his hardness onto the bed slowly. Both of your moans are a magic melody to him, and he can't help but crave more. He pulls away and joins Wooyoung over top of you, wrapping his arms around the younger man and spooking him. He slides his hands up his naked torso teasingly slow, grinding on his backside.
"Shit, Babe," he groans, tossing his head back on his shoulder and simultaneously trying to bury his cock in your warm skin and grind back on San's bulge. "Fuck, I ne-"
"Cum, Youngie." The command from the both of you at the same time has him painting your collarbones and neck in a millisecond flat, jaw slack as San continues to stroke him even as his hips stop.
"Fuck, fuck, please, oh my God," he stirs back to life from his void of pleasure as you bend your neck and lick his sensitive tip. He tries to back away only to bump right into Sans girth on his bare backside. "Oh God~"
ย ย ย ย "Need a breather, Sexy?" San coos as he slowly moves Wooyoung off of you, already knowing that he can't cum back to back. He needs at least five minutes at that's all San needs to get you ready for what's about to come.
ย ย ย ย Wooyoung comes crawling back into you, lapping up his own seed with a quiet moan as San slides down your body and hooks your legs over his hips. "Ready, Darling?"
ย ย ย "Yes, holy fuck am I ready, please give it to me," you babble on, only silenced as he inches into your sopping core. He's by far the girthiest man you've even been with. And the stretch always feels so delicious.
ย ย ย ย Wooyoung takes advantage as your jaw falls open, leaning over you to drip all of his release into your mouth. The moans and whimpers of pleasure are unstoppable as you swallow all of it down eagerly, hands wrapped up in his hair and pulling him impossibly close. His body follows his head, almost snuggling you as he presses his body flush to your side, one leg hooked over your hips as he grinds his hardening member into your hip.
It's all so warm and welcoming, a familiar and comfortable feeling washing over you along with the overstimulation of your third orgasm building up as San thrusts into you with a steady slow pace. "Fuck," you moan into Wooyoung, "so big," you whimper as your cunt uncontrollably clenches around him. He swallows up all of your noises as he moves his lips against yours zealously, and sneaky hand rubbing the column of your breasts and up to your neck, simply resting: bouncing with each of Sans increasingly rough thrusts that bounce your body.
ย "Take me so well," Sans praise has you leaking onto the blanket, panting like crazy and slapping at Wooyoungs shoulders as he bites at your lips hungrily, "pretty Angel, made just for us, hm?"
ย ย ย ย "Mmhmph-" Your affirmative moan turns into a yelp as Wooyoung tightens his hand over your neck.
ย ย ย Damn them. When they decided to be on the same team they were almost scary at how well the schemed without even speaking a single word. San held your hips in place and drilled into you. Wooyoung assaulting your ear with kisses and bites, squeezing your neck in time with Sans hips.
ย ย ย "Pretty Angel looks like she wants your cum," Wooyoung teases as you swirl your hips in Sans hold, holding you down securely with his hand pressing your neck into the mattress as he looks down at where you're connected.
ย ย ย "Mmh, she does," San groans loudly, hips snapping into you needily, "looks like a bitch in heat." His words make both of you moan out, your eyes rolling into your skull for a moment before he buries himself to the hilt and stops.
ย ย "No, no, no, please! I wasn't going to cum, pleaseee, Sannie Baby~!" If there's one thing that gets San off, it's when his lover begs him for permission. When their with someone else- cum as much as you like. But with him? Grovel at his feet and beg him for a release only he can give you. "Fuuuck, shit, please, I need you, fuck me!"
Wooyoung watches you with gazed over eyes, holding you still as you attempt to writhe and get more stimulation. "She wants it's so bad, Babe~" He smirks as San, a look that makes his cock twitch inside of you, You muster up your best begging pout and let go of him, reaching for San's hands that are gripping your hips with a bruising force as he holds himself back until he's satisfied with your begging.
"I want you to make me cum, please, Django?"
ย ย All of the breath is fucked out of your lungs as he pounds into you. Fast and hard and nearly animalistic in the way he buries himself in your sopping heat with a string of curses, his fingers interlacing with yours in a soft intimacy that makes your head fuzzy. You can barely moan, how good it is. But he knows. Wooyoung knows.
ย ย As you finally come to your senses and scream out with your release, the whole district must know how well Django is fucking you.
He stops himself with a deep groan as your walls flutter and clench around him, squeezing your hands to ground your soul to your body as Wooyoung dips his head and laps at your hardened nipples. You squeeze his hands tightly, arched off of the bed in pure ecstasy as he fills you with his warm cum.
San slips his arms under your arched back and holds you close to his chest as he flips the two of you, a squeal of pleasure leaving you as he hits an all new angle. He holds you securely as he looks at Wooyoung, almost silently communicating.
He slips behind you, the feeling of his leaking tip prodding at your stretched hole has you gripping Sans shoulders tightly, rolling your hips back into him. "Oh, fuck, yes yes yes yes y-" Sans lips catch yours and silence you as he ravenously slips his tongue into your mouth and licks at your tongue, feeding on all of your moans as Wooyoung slides in with him.
"So good, my woman," his mind is gone, unaware of how your walls grow slicker with his praise as he slowly sheaths himself into you fully.
He nowhere near as thick as San, but dear lord that man has length to make up for it. The both of them together is making your stomach feel hot, the hair on the back of your neck standing up.
San pulls away panting, his lips swollen and wet with your saliva. "Beautiful Angel," you official feel lightheaded as he cradles your face oh so gently as he moves his hips. Wooyoung follows suit, holding your back and fucking into you ruthlessly, rubbing against Sans girth inside of you like it's his favorite thing to do in the universe and it's about to be ripped away.
All you can do is moan and gasp with them, a melody that your neighbors must be cursing as the headboard bangs into the thin walls.
Your chest is pressed into Sans roughly, faces barely an inch away as you all move together. His hands cupping your cheeks and keeping you upright as your body threatens to give out. "Sannie, please, n'cum," he can just make out your slurs over the panting and slapping of skin in the humid room, the smell of sex already soaking into the air.
His brain is nearly gone as he feels Wooyoungs length twitch against him along with your cunt squeezing mercilessly, only nodding at the both of you for permission as he himself lets his soul float away in a wave of pleasure, squeezing you to himself possessively as he cums inside of you. Wooyoung isn't a moment behind, the second he feels Sans warmth flood you, his is joining. And the feeling of both of them soaking your womb makes you lose yourself, dunked in pleasure.
Wooyoung falls ontop of you, sandwiching you between their body warmth. San reaches around and hugs his arms around both of you, heavy breaths lulling you to sleep.
"Holy shit." Is all that can be said.
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ย ย The next morning you decide to take advantage of the running water that San must have paid extra for, washing away the grime that stuck to you despite how many bird baths Wooyoung have you on the side of the road.
ย ย San, despite you and Wooyoungs best begging, went off on his own to meet with Hongjoong after he got a call on the prepaid flip phone in the middle of the night.
ย ย Wooyoung noticed you eyeing the bag of dirty laundry when you woke up and immediately offered to go wash them and grab some food for the both of you.
ย ย ย You're so wrapped up in the welcoming feeling of the warm water pelting your body that you fail to notice the door opening, letting the steam rise to the ceiling of the motel room. You sung one of Jongho's songs sung softly, the sound echoing on the fiberglass and acrylic shower wall.
"Darling?"
You grab the knife you left on the edge and swipe the shower curtain back. "Jesus!" Both of you yell. Wooyoungs hands fly up in a defense position as you aim the knife at him for a moment.
You flip it in your hand and hand it over to him by the handle, visibly relaxing as you see it's only your sneaky boyfriend. "Perv~" You tease before sliding the curtain shut dramatically. You can hear him shuffling around, and the sound of his zipper confirms your suspicions.
ย ย ย He steps over the tub edge and joins you, hugging you close from behind and kissing your neck gently. "Did you-"
ย ย ย "Mhm, foods on the bed, Princess." You laugh softly before turning in his arms and hugging his neck loosely.
ย ย ย "You're the best, you know?"
ย ย ย "I sure do~"
ย ย ย He reaches over you and grabs the travel size bottle of shampoo, cursing them silently because he will most definitely have to go get some more from the main desk before your stay is over. He lathers it up in his hands a bit before massaging your hair tenderly. "You miss them, don't you?"
ย ย ย His question catches you off guard for a moment, wondering just what he means until you realize that he must have heard you singing the song Jongho wrote all those years ago on The Illusion.
ย ย ย Those times were so much simpler. A group of pirates and the open sea. Beautiful blue water and all the time together that you could ever ask for.
ย ย "Don't you?" The way your eyes glaze over is enough to tell him. You miss them just as much as he does. You wish this would end just as much as he does.
ย ย ย "It hurts like hell."
ย ย ย "I know, Baby."
ย ย ย "I want to kill them."
ย ย ย Hala-Teez, the Strickland officials? All of them. "Me too, Baby."
ย ย ย He leans your head back carefully and rinses away the coconut scented soap from your hair gently. "I love you." You speak. Justย above a whisper. But he catches it even over the raining water.
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ย ย ย "I love you, Darling. This will all be over soon." He doesn't promise because he knows he can't. He doesn't know how long this situation will last. You could be on the run from Strickland and looking over your shoulders for Hala-Teez until your last breath.
ย ย ย "Joong will figure something out." You don't promise. Because Hongjoong hasn't. He can't. He won't promise something that he doesn't know he cant follow through with. He could be trying to come up with a plan for decades.
ย ย ย You stand in silence for a moment as you wash his hair gently before he speaks again, "don't cry, Love."
ย ย ย "What?"
ย ย When you look up, he's blurry. When did you start crying? How did this happen?
ย ย He closes his eyes and hugs you close with his head under the stream of steaming water.
ย ย ย After a small cry-session in the shower together, you and Wooyoung curled up in the bed and ate your takeout, watching one of the decade old dvd's on the laptop that Yeosang managed to get to you guys a few weeks ago.
The ban from being together for safety didn't stop small run ins with a familiar looking delivery man. Be it disguised as a food delivery man, a mailman, an exterminator- Yeosang always found a way to travel around the city and deliver small gifts from one member to another along with messages from Hongjoong when the phones were down.
A wave of laughter is cut off by a knock on the door. His hand immediately grabs a small hand gun on the nightstand as he stands, your own going to your knife that's sandwiched between the mattress and bed box as you slam the laptop closed.
ย ย ย "Delivery!" The voice makes you relax.
ย ย "Fucker," you huff as you jump over the bed and beat Wooyoung to the door and smile at the helmeted man. You can't see him, but you know who it is. "Goody~" You peek out into the halls and spot a few suspicious looking people, so you pretend to slip him some money before taking the box and take one last look as he walks away.
ย ย ย "Open it," he urges impatiently, nearly knocking you over to get to the pizza box as you set it on the small table.
Ontop of your favorite pizza. A small piece of paper. Sans handwriting.
let's bounce
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( lando norris x reader )
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IN WHICH. a private twitter account gets leaked. it just so happens to contain lando and y/n's... debauchery.
WARNINGS. 18+, MINORS DNI!, smau, explicit content exposed without consent, twitter environment, lando is just....... lando, mentions of drug use (as per)
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synopsis: ellie and abby have been rivals for years, playing for their universityโs softball team. one day you, their coachโs daughter, show up at their game and ruin everything.
content: ellabs x reader, reader isnโt specified to be fem or masc, reader is described as a โgirlโ, afab!reader, sub!reader, dom!abby, switch!ellie, cunnilingus(e! and r! receiving), fingering(everyone receiving), strap-on(r!receiving)
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notes: based on this, thank u to @andisalias for giving me the idea to do softball, i think it worked really well! disclaimer: i know NOTHING about sports and just did a lot of research for this fic, so if anything is inaccurate about softball, iโm so sorry lmao
ellie sits on a bench in the dugout, picking at her dirty fingernails as she watches abby go up to bat.
โi hate the fucking batting order, i swear to god that jared has a vendetta against me,โ ellie tells dina, whoโs up to bat after ellie.
jared, the coach for their universityโs softball team, is standing off to the side of the field, watching each move anyone makes on the field like a hawk.
dina snorts, nodding towards abby; โi think he has a vendetta against you fucking with his star first baseman before she goes up to bat.โ
ellie scoffs, โthat bitch deserves it.โ
dina laughs a little, โright.โ
ellie shoots a glare towards dina and goes back to burning holes into the muscular blondeโs back with her intense staring as abby holds the bat up, ready to swing.
if ellie was honest with herself, she did find abby just a little bit attractive, but any attraction ellie felt was monumentally overpowered by her intense hatred and jealousy for the blonde. abby was an upperclassman and naturally excelled in softball, always managing to make ellie feel small just by walking past her, which ellie despised. luckily, she knew that abby was just as bothered by ellie in return.
the pitcher throws the softball and abby strikes out on all 3 throws. ellieโs eyebrows shoot up, surprised.
โoh shit.โ dina remarks, โi canโt remember the last time i saw ellie strike out.โ
ellie rolls her eyes, โsheโs not that great, dude. she fucks up all the time.โ
dina doesnโt reply, not wanting to amp up her teammate.
abby comes back to the dugout, simmering with embarrassment and rage. ellie stands up and bumps abbyโs shoulder with her own as ellie goes to bat.
โnice going,โ ellie sneers, her voice barely audible, but abby picks it up, her fists clenching at her sides as she takes a seat on the bench.
abby turns to look at the girl who distracted her in the stands, and itโs you, chewing a fat wad of Big League Chew. her cheeks grow warm at the thought of fucking up so badly in front of you.
โknock it off, abs, you donโt even know her,โ abbyโs brain supplies, and she tries to listen, turning back to watch ellie bat.
as ellie goes up to the plate, getting into position, she looks through the netting behind her to look at the crowd, looking to see if joel ended up making it to this game after work. she almost immediately finds joel, sitting at the front of the bleachers with a bag of sunflower seeds. ellieโs about to give him at least a nod, but is quickly distracted when she sees you sitting next to joel.
โwhat the fuck? who the fuck is that?โ ellie thinks to herself, her cheeks reddening as she gets into position to bat.
she turns away for a second to catch another glimpse of you, but as she does, she feels the softball sail past her into the catcherโs mitt.
โstrike one!โ
ellieโs wholes face feels hot and she kicks herself internally for getting so distarcted that she didnโt even swing in front of one of the most attractive people sheโs ever seen. she shakes out her head a little, and she hears joel clapping, offering some cheers of support for ellie, but it just makes her feel more humiliated.
ellie adjusts her position, avoiding eye contact with her coach as he silently fumes over his star players completely fucking up and out of their element.
when the pitcher pitches the ball again, ellie swings and misses. at this point, she can feel her rage physically in her stomach, burning. she wilts inside slightly as she thinks about you seeing her play the worst sheโs played since high school.
on her last pitch, ellie swings too early and strikes out. ellie feels sick as she walks back to the dugout, tossing her bat on the ground with more force than she should use.
dina walks past ellie silently to go up to bat, knowing that saying anything to ellie about this right now would probably be a mistake.
ellie sits down on the bench, grinding her teeth as she makes a little hole in the dirt ground with her shoe.
abby leans over towards ellie, now smirking, โhmmmโฆ karmaโs a bitch, huh?โ
ellie jaw thrusts forward, not replying or looking at abby in fear that sheโll lose all control and lunge at the bigger girl, which she knows their coach would probably kick ellie off the team for.
in the next inning, abby takes her position at first base as ellie takes center field. abby looks up at you, chewing her lip slightly as she does. she tries to push down the wild butterflies she has, cursing herself for how distracted sheโs been getting by your mere presence and not wanting to fuck this up anymore.
abby looks back at her teammates, and catches ellie staring intently at the crowd. abby follows ellieโs line of sight back to you and she clenches her jaw.
as the game continues, abby and ellie both drag the team down significantly, the two most competitive and cutthroat girls now distracted and aloof, dropping balls and staring at you despite their efforts not to.
eventually, the game ends and the visiting team wins by a landslide. abby feels sick about being partly responsible for their first loss of the season. both girls walk with the team dejectedly as they file inside to the locker room, following their coach.
when theyโre all in the locker room, jared lays in to them, specifically abby and ellie.
โabby. ellie. what the fuck was that? iโve never seen either of you play like that. are you two fucking high?โ jared reprimands angrily.
ellieโs face hardens, and she has to use every ounce of self control not to do something sheโll regret. abby, on the other hand, takes the criticism in, fully ashamed of how she played today.
โiโm sorry, coachโฆ I was just off today, but it wonโt happen again,โ abby says, her head low.
ellie is so close to making fun of abby for kissing their coachโs ass, but before she does, you walk into the dressing room cautiously, sitting on a chair in the corner. ellie stares at you, confused, but her heart racing form just your presence.
jared shakes his head, โi just donโt get it, youโre both firecrackers normally, but today, it felt like you two werenโt even in the game.โ
abby is stunned too, unable to come up with a response as she stares at you. you shift a little in your chair awkwardly as both women stare you down.
jared shakes his head again, โthis better not happen ever again, got it? or else youโre off the team. you canโt pull this shit and off scott-free.โ
abby and ellie both quickly snap their attention back to jared, knowing that both of their scholarships are from softball, and if they get kicked off, theyโre fucked.
jared rubs his temples, โalrightโฆ iโm done for today. go home, and iโll see you all at practice tomorrow.โ
the team starts packing up their stuff, a few of them heading to the showers. ellie and abby watch as their coach approaches you.
jared gives you a hug, โhey, sorry that you had to hear that.โ
you shake your head, clearly a little uncomfortable about watching jared reprimand the team. โitโs fine, dad, donโt worry.โ
dad? ellie and abbyโs jaws comically dropping at the same time.
as you and jared talk, ellie and abby tear themselves away to head to the showers, both of them irritated that the other is present.
โjaredโs fucking daughter??? thereโs no way that dick made someone so beautiful,โ ellie sulks to herself, stripping her clothes.
both girls quickly shower and by the time theyโre done and grabbing their bags, theyโre the only two left in the locker room.
abby is determined not to say a word to ellie, but ellie has other plans.
โso, you have the hots for coachโs daughter then?โ ellie asks as she stuffs her sweaty uniform into her bag, her hair wet and hanging in her face.
abbyโs loose, wet hair dampens the back of her t-shirt as she glares at ellie, โplease, donโt act like you werenโt drooling over her the whole game.โ
ellie laughs a little, โwellโฆ yeah. i have eyes, dumbass.โ
abby bristles, โso, youโre gonna ask her out or something?โ
ellie shrugs, โand what if i did? afraid she might like me more, anderson?โ
abby scoffs, โiโm more afraid of you harassing her.โ
ellie glares at abby, taking a step towards her, โliterally, fuck you.โ
abby steps closer too, using her size advantage against ellie to try and intimidate her, โfunny, it seems you โliterallyโ want to fuck her.โ
โummmโฆโ they hear a small voice from the doorway of the locker room.
abby and ellieโs heads whip around and they see you standing there awkwardly.
โi, uhโฆ my dad thinks he left his baseball cap in here and asked if i could find it before i head back to my dorm,โ you over-explain, rambling a bit.
ellieโs eyes light up a little, โjackpot.โ
โdonโt worry, iโll help you look around for it,โ ellie immediately answers, going up to you, โiโm ellie, by the way.โ
your cheeks are hot as you shake ellieโs hand, and abby realizes that ellie might be stealing her opportunity, and she walks up to you as well.
โhey, iโm abby.โ she says, shaking your hand as well, her large hands engulfing yours, โand donโt stress, i know what his cap looks like, it must be around here somewhere.โ
abby and ellie give each other murderous looks as they search the locker room for coachโs ball cap.
you look around as well, your brain racing as you contemplate what you overheard them saying before they saw you.
abby finds the ball cap on the counter and raises it up in victory, โfound it!โ
ellie takes a breath, trying not to get unnecessarily upset over something as trivial as this.
you grin, approaching abby, โoh thank god. iโm terrible at finding shit, i *really* appreciate you both helping me.โ
โof course,โ abby and ellie both respond at the same time, side eyeing each other slightly.
you stand in front of the two as an awkward silence settles over everyone.
you decide to be bold, for once in your life, and break the silence, โso, i, ummmโฆ i overheard you two before walked in.โ
abbyโs eyes get big and ellieโs freckled face goes red.
โoh shit, iโm really so sorry,โ abby says, running her hand through her loose hair anxiously as ellie stands there awkwardly, unsure of what to say.
you smile a little, โno, itโs okay. really.โ
you step forward, closer to them, and the girlโs tense up.
โit is a shame that you canโt share me though,โ you boldly suggest, surprised by your own confidence, but you knew that they wanted you. they certainly werenโt discreet during the game.
โholy shit.โ
abbyโs jaw drops slightly and ellie pauses before slowly saying, โshare?โ
you take a step closer, looking back and forth between them, โyeah. share.โ
abby turns to ellie, and in that moment, maybe for the first time, theyโre on the same page.
โi wouldnโt mind sharing you,โ abby responds, her voice soft and low.
ellie nods, taking a step closer to you, โiโm good with sharing too,โ she quickly supplies.
a slow smile spreads over you face, your eyes sparkling as you press yourself against ellie.
โwell thenโฆ feel like sharing me right now?โ
abby laughs a little to herself at the lunacy of this situation, but she canโt say that sheโs not already wet just from this conversation alone, so abby nods.
โfuck yeah i do,โ ellie says enthusiastically before kissing you.
abby watches as ellie kisses you, and the fire in her stomach is a mix of lust and envy.
ellieโs hands are gripping your hips as she presses you more into her. you run your tongue over her bottom lip and she moans, letting you into her mouth.
you feel a warm pressure against your back and you realize that itโs abby.
โmy turn, williams,โ abby says, her hands gliding over your waist.
you break the kiss with ellie, and her pupils are dilated, her lips plump and wet with spit. โfuck.โ
abby spins you around towards her and doesnโt waste any time before kissing you, her arms wrapping around you.
you feel ellieโs hands roaming as you and abby kiss, and feel ellieโs pelvis pressing against your ass. it takes you a moment for you to realize that sheโs grinding herself against it, and the idea makes your underwear more soaked than it already was. abby nips at your bottom lip and you moan into her mouth.
ellieโs hands come down to palm and squeeze your ass.
โyouโre fucking perfect,โ ellie murmurs, still humping your ass like a bitch in heat.
you pull back from abby to take off your shirt, leaving you in your jeans and bra.
abby starts kissing your neck and chest as ellie unclasps your bra, helping you take it off. as soon as itโs off, ellieโs hands reach around you to squeeze your breasts.
โjesus christโฆโ ellie whispers, rolling your nipples between her thumb and index finger as you moan softly.
abby breath is coming heavier as she manhandles you to sit on one of the benches in the locker room. you donโt resist at all, completely ready for whatever comes next.
abby motions to ellie as she kneels between your legs, โcome on, thereโs one for each of us,โ as she latches onto your nipple, sucking and squeezing one of your breasts.
ellie quickly goes beside abby, your legs spread as wide as they can with the two girls between them. ellie licks over your other nipple and blows on it, getting it hard.
โso fucking cute-โ ellie says before suckling your breast as well, her eyes closed as she moans in the back of her throat.
you look down, and your clit is pulsing against the seam of your jeans as you watch both girls latched onto your breast.
ellie pulls back, watching abby suck on your breast with flushed cheeks. abby notices that ellie is watching her and she pulls back to see whatโs up. as soon as she does, ellie pulls her into a heated kiss.
youโre mesmerized as the two girls kiss each other aggressively, ellieโs hands coming up to tug on abbyโs hair. abby moans as she gropes ellieโs small chest through her shirt. when they detach, ellie stands up, her eyes sparkling.
โi have an idea,โ ellie says as she goes over to her backpack, rummaging around through it until she pulls out a satin, black bag. she opens it and pulls out a purple strap-on.
abby laughs a little, โwilliams, why the fuck do you casually have a strap in your backpack? do you bring that to every game or something?โ
ellieโs face goes red, โfuck you. i like to be prepared, itโs not my fault you donโt have bitches. besides, are you complaining?โ
abby snorts, โno, i guess iโm not.โ
ellie takes off her shirt and pants, leaving her sports bra on as she puts on the strap. โanderson, lie down on the ground.โ
too everyoneโs surprise, abby follows ellieโs order.
โgood girl.โ ellie motions to you, โand you, take off your jeans and sit on her face, okay?โ
you nod quickly, stripping completely naked before crawling onto abby. you look into your eyes, โyou okay with this?โ
abby nods eagerly, โvery okay.โ
you grin and situate yourself over her face, and you donโt have any warning before abbyโs strong arms wrap around your thighs and pull you down so youโre fully sitting on her face.
you moan involuntarily as abbyโs tongue laps over your wet cunt, completely vulgar noises coming from her mouth with a muffled, โyou taste fucking incredible-โ
ellie watches as abby pleasures you, and she rubs the base of the strap against her clit as she admires the two of you.
abby starts sucking on your clit and you moan loud, your eyes rolling back into your head. ellie approaches you two, watching abby eat you out.
ellie kneels down behind you, pressing her chest to your bare back, โwanna try and take me, baby?โ
you nod eagerly, โplease.โ
ellie doesnโt need anyone confirmation before slipping two fingers into your pussy, curling them as abby suckles your clit. you moan loudly, your breaths heavy.
โso fuckinโ tightโฆ youโre gonna feel fucking incredible on my cock, baby, i promise-โ ellie says as she takes out her fingers, sucking them clean, โfuck, abby wasnโt lying, you taste good.โ
ellie positions her strap, rubbing the tip over your folds to tease you a little. you whimper, and thatโs about all ellie can take before slipping the strap into you. youโre now on your hands and knees, with abby below you still at work on your clit, and ellie behind you as she starts thrusting into you.
โthat pretty pussy is so fucking desperate for us, huh?โ ellie says, her core tight as she grips your hips.
you moan at that, nodding, intense pleasure coursing through your body.
ellie laughs a little, thrusting harder, โdo you have any fucking idea what you did to us out there, pretty girl? fucking distracting us- so fucking sexy-โ ellie pants, her eyes rolling back as she gets the friction she needs on her clit.
your orgasm is rapidly approaching, your body overwhelmed with stimulation. โi-iโm gonna-โ
you nearly scream as you climax, your legs shaking with pleasure as you writhe around. ellie watches with a big grin on her face, fucking you as hard and as fast as she can through it.
when you come down, abby lifts you off her face with ease, โmy turn.โ
ellie takes off the strap and passes it to ellie, โoh, think you can fuck her better?โ
abby huffs a laugh, โi know i can, williams.โ
abby puts on the strap and strips off her clothes, keeping you in doggy as ellie comeโs around in front of your face. ellie takes off her sports bra and boxers, sitting in front of your and spreading her legs, exposing strings of her arousal between her thighs, her auburn bush soaked in pre-cum.
you waste no time before diving in, your tongue lapping up her juices. ellie grunts and her hands fly to your head, keeping you in place, โjesus fucking christ-โ
abby takes this moment to lick your cunt up from behind, tasting your cum from your previous orgasm before lining the strap up with your entrance and thrusting in deep without warning.
you moan into ellieโs pussy, and thrust your tongue down her entrance before replacing it with two fingers. ellie moans again, her eyes squeezing shut.
ellie fucked you relentlessly and hard, making you see stars, but abby fucks you like sheโs trying to savor every moment, her eyes locked on your pussy as it stretches around the strap.
โyou were made to take this dick, oh my god,โ abby moans, thrusting deep and slow.
ellie starts whimpering as you suck on her clit, thrusting your fingers hard into her.
abby laughs a little at ellieโs reaction, never having seen ellie so docile.
โawww, you just needed to get your shitty attitude fucked out of you, huh, williams?โ
ellie can barely respond, her head tilted back as you pleasure her, her stomach muscles trembling.
abby starts fucking you a little faster, wrapping an arm around you to play with your clit.
โcan you give me one, princess? i donโt wanna be left outโฆโ abby says, her chest pressed against your back as she fucks you.
every time you moan against ellieโs clit, still sucking it, and it sends delicious vibrations through it, amplifying ellieโs pleasure and making her tip over the edge, crying out as she climaxes.
you work ellie through her climax, despite your 2nd impending climax building in your lower belly.
as soon as sheโs done, ellie stands up and moves behind abby, running her hands all over abbyโs body.
abby moans as ellie plays with her nipple, her other hand coming down to squeeze abbyโs ass before slipping a finger into abbyโs cunt as abby fucks you.
abby moans unexpectedly, โfucking christ- more, elllie-โ
ellie grins and slips in another finger, pumping her fingers in time with abbyโs thrusts, curling them up each time ellieโs fingers bottom out.
abbyโs pants come quicker, rubbing your clit faster. just as youโre sent into your next orgasm, abby cries out, fucking herself into you as she cums on ellieโs fingers.
when you both come down, abby slowly slips out of you, sitting on the cold locker room floor and leaning against ellie as abby pulls you into her lap.
โfeeling okay?โ abby asks as ellie brushes your hair out of your sweaty face.
you laugh weakly, still panting, โmuch better than okay.โ
both girls giggle a little at that, and ellie asks with a cocky smirk, โsoโฆ who fucked you better?โ
abby elbows ellie and ellie rolls her eyes, rubbing her arm.
you smirk a little and say, โhmmmโฆ it was hard to tell. maybe weโll have to do this again sometime to repeat the study, yโknow?โ
abby grins as ellie laughs, squeezing your thigh.
โwell, in that case, we have to. in the name of accurate results. science, even.โ ellie says as she settles in to abbyโs side.
abby laughs this time, one arm wrapping around ellieโs bare shoulders, โdamn, i guess we do.โ
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Hangovers and Hickeys
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader
WC: no idea rn lmao probably like 700
A/N: some Spence content before the new year (on the western calendar). Hope you all get to enjoy the day!
โGood morning sunshine.โ
You winced at the sheer volume of his voice. โIf I could, id shove you off of the roof Derek Morgan.โ
โFun night?โ
You snorted and finally lifted your head off of the desk. โYou should be a profiler.โ
That caused Derek to laugh, which made you wince and close your eyes. The sunglasses perched on your nose were supposed to be helping. They werenโt.
โThatโs a nice hickey you got there.โ
You grunted in response and tried to adjust your sweater collar so it would cover the hickey you missed this morning when you didnโt look in the mirror. You had basically rolled out of bed, and into your car to make sure you got to work on time.
โWho gave it to you?โ
โWhy donโt you use your super duper profiling skills to deduce it or whatever Sherlock shit you wanna do.โ
Derek snorted and shook his head. โor you could justโฆ.tell me.โ
โDonโt worry about it Derek.โ You grumbled.
When Derek realized he wasnโt going to get any answers out of you about it, he decided he was going to change tactics.
โMoving on from Boy Wonder?โ
It was no secret that you had a crush on a certain nerdy doctor. And so Derek tried to use this knowledge to his advantage.
You crossed your arms and just raised your eyebrows. โIโm not dignifying that with a response,โ
โPretty sure that was my answer.โ He chuckled, sitting down in his chair and swiveling to look at you.
When you decided to just ignore Derek, and face your desk, he piped up again. โWhere is he anyways?โ
โNo idea.โ
It was like he was waiting for his cue from you. Spencer pushed open the doors to the bull pen and strolled in. He had his purple scarf around his neck, over his new coat that Henry (JJ) had gotten him for Christmas. It was a beautiful grey pea coat that kept him warm during these freezing winter months. Spender was carrying a tray with two coffees on it and what seemed like a bag from McDonalds, which seemed to be for you, since he was headed in your direction.
The smell of the food caused you to groan with joy and smile at the man walking towards you.
โMy knight in shining armor.โ You muttered as he placed the whole tray in front of you. You placed a kiss on his cheek hasilty, causing him to blush a little.
โI got hashbrowns from both McDonaldโs and Dunkinโ, a little smorgasbord of grease for your pallet.โ He whispered before taking one of the cups out of the tray.
โIโm going to marry you Doctor Spencer Reid.โ You muttered, digging into the bag and pulling out one of the McDonaldโs hash browns and biting into it. The groan you let out leaned a little on the pornographic side, which made Derek raise his eyebrows at the sound you let out, and then at tinge of pink on Spencerโs cheeks.
You continued eating, clueless about the silent interrogation happening to your left, enjoying every single bite and sip of your hangover cure.
โDerek I can hear you thinking and itโs making my head throb.โ
Derekโs eyes snapped back to you, as your figure swiveled in the chair to face him, casually munching on some of the fries, in a completely different mood then from two minutes ago before Spencer had walked in the room.
โSorry your highness. Iโm just curious as to why Boy Genius here is bringing you hangover cures.โ
โWell itโs his fault Iโm this fucked up so he owes me.โ You grumbled, swiveling around in your chair to face your desk. You pulled your lap top out of your canvas bag and started to set up for your work day.
โWha-how is it his fault.โ
Thatโs when Spencer turned bright red and tried to change the conversation, or at least get out of it. โIโwell itโs notโฆIโฆ.hotch isโฆโ
Spencer basically ran across the bullpen and up the stairs to Hotchโs office, avoiding the conversation he almost just had.
โI donโt think you wanna know.โ You smirked and bit into the muffin from Dunks that Spencer had got you, not looking at the man behind you.
โIโm starting to think that too.โ His eyes narrowed and he looked between where Spencer had run off to, and you.
Something was going on between the two of you, and Derek Morgan was going to figure it out.
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i'll do it myself
pairing: paige bueckers x reader
word count: 1k
c/w: sexual content, language
a/n: just a little smutty smut because i've really been thinking about paige's fingers lately LMAO
โNah, but that shitโs funny to you, isnโt it?โ
Paigeโs breath is hot against my ear as I unlock the door to my apartment. Sheโs drunk, her large hands already pushing up my tank top to span my bare waist.
โHe was just being nice,โ I grumble.
โAnd you entertained it.โ
โI didnโt entertain anything. I said thank you and walked away,โ I roll my eyes. Secretly, Iโm pleased. I love when Paige gets like this, all bothered about someone else looking at me. She fucks so good when sheโs jealous.ย
Why wonโt this damn door open?
Paigeโs lips fall to my bare shoulder and I sigh as she places open-mouthed kisses there. Finally, the door clicks open and she shoves me inside. โShouldnโt have even talked to him,โ she mutters, her eyes dark as she slams the door shut.ย
She pushes me into the wall, a hand at my neck, and I gasp. โShouldnโt have looked at him,โ she growls, attaching her mouth to mine in a searing kiss. I smirk against her mouth. โDidnโt know it would get you this mad, P,โ I try to excuse, but she rucks my shirt up and pulls away.ย
โYeah, you fuckinโ did.โ
She tears my bra off and grasps my tits, kneading them harshly. My head knocks back and I moan at loud. โYou like that?โ She demands, pulling at my nipple. โYou want more?โย
I nod desperately, reaching for the hem of her shirt. She stops me.
โSay sorry.โ
I blink. โExcuse you?โ
โSay. Youโre fucking. Sorry.โ
โNo way!โ
โThen thatโs all you get.โ
She pulls back and stalks into my bedroom. I stare after her in shock, the wetness between my legs and the throbbing ache at my nipples painfully noticeable.
โPaige, come on! You want to fuck me just as bad as I want it right now, quit being ridiculous!โ I yell after her, following her to my bedroom.
She tugs her shirt off, letting the white garment fall to the floor. Then she turns to me, smirking, taking my face in one hand, her fingers splayed.
โYouโre right, baby.โ
Paige steps closer, smirk widening. Her pupils are blown wide. She licks her lips.
โI wanna fuck you so bad.โ
I pout at her.
She tuts, teasing my lips with her fingers.
โWanna make you feel so good.โ
I sigh at this, and she pushes her fingers into my mouth.ย
โIโm so fucking wet thinking about it.โ
I moan around her fingers and she grins.
โBut we both know I can make myself come.โ
She pulls her fingers out of my mouth and shoves me away, her fingers wet with my spit.ย
โPaige, stop.โ
She strips out of her jeans, tossing them to the side. Then she slips her boxers off, along with her bra.ย
โYouโre welcome to watch.โ
I whimper as she lays back against the bed, her back nestled in my pillows. Fuck, she looks sexy. Her hair is silky and smooth, falling down her tanned shoulders. Her collarbones jut out as her chest heaves, abs constricting with her breaths.
She spreads her legs, and her folds are positively glistening. โLast chance,โ she warns. I walk to the edge of the bed, planting my knees on the frame at the foot of it. I shake my head defiantly.
Then two of her long fingers circle her clit, slowly, and she lets out a quiet โFuckkkkโ. My knees buckle. She keeps going, speeding up, before dipping a finger into her entrance and groaning.
โYeah, thatโs good,โ she whispers, closing her eyes and tipping her head back. I grip the foot of the bed harshly.
Then a hand comes up, squeezing her tit. She flicks her own nipple, then tugs it harshly, eliciting a purposeful whine from her throat. I bite my hand to keep from moaning.
Then she plunges her second finger in and her back arches, and I do moan this time, watching her fuck herself, hearing the sound of her fingers sliding through her own wetness.
I can feel my rope of resolve fraying, the ends splitting.
โFuck, baby,โ she groans, her thighs starting to shake. โWish this was you.โ
It snaps.
โIโm sorry!โ I gasp, but she doesnโt stop. โYes,โ she pants. โOh, fuck, Iโm close.โย
โPaige, Iโm sorry, please just-โ I almost beg, clambering onto the bed and wrenching her hand away from her pussy to replace it with my mouth. She moans desperately, bucking her hips against my lips.
โYeah, baby, just like that. Eat my pussy like that, shit.โย
I move my mouth to her clit, pushing two fingers into her, and I feel her clench around me. โShit. Fuck, Iโm gonna-โ
The sound she lets out when she finishes is guttural. Carnal, even.
I moan into her pussy while she finishes, grabbing her ass to ride her through it.
She falls back against the bed, panting hard, running a hand through my hair when I look up at her. โI knew youโd fold,โ she breathes, exhausted. I grin at her from between her legs.
โYou have plenty of time to do that at away games. If youโre with me, you come for me. We clear?โ
She laughs. โDonโt talk to other people and we donโt have a problem.โ
I raise an eyebrow at her, then roll my eyes. โGuy at the bar probably would have made me come by now,โ I muse nonchalantly.
Paigeโs smile drops and her eyes cloud over.
There we go.
โYouโre gonna regret that.โ
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Omg your squirting fics are top tier. Please, please could I get something where the reader confesses that no guy has ever made her squirt itโs only been herself and it usually depends on how rough she goes at it, so Eddie is just heart eyes and wants to be the first to make her squirt for him.
Cue super soaker ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ
i am absolutely fucking feral lmao
Pairing | Eddie Munson x fem!reader
Warnings | sexual content (18+ minors dni), fingering f receiving, squirting, dirty talk, groping, straight up smut
Word Count | 1.1k
"I'm telling you, Eds, nobody has ever been able to make me squirt before. Just myself but, like, I've really only done it real good once." You had been so sheepish, cheeks burning hot as you admitted this to him. How you got onto the topic you don't remember, but Eddie had always been nosey and pried at every little inch of your life.
"I bet I could make you squirt." Eddie's words had come out fast, blurted out like word vomit, his eyes wild like he's up to something "My fingers are skilled, don't you know."
You had rolled your eyes at him, shoving him playfully. You'd pondered it for a moment, expecting him to back out once you'd said - "Fine then, rockstar. Prove me wrong, put those fingers to good use."
You missed the way Eddie looked at you with heart eyes, the way his cock had kicked up in his pants at the thought of finally being able to get his hands on you. He'd grabbed your hand, pulling you out of your seat and tugging you through to his room.
That's how you ended up here, in this situation. Nuzzled tight between Eddie's spread legs in front of the floor length mirror in his room, leaning back against his front with your head rested on his shoulder.
He spread your legs apart roughly, had made you strip naked from the waist down and bent your legs up so he could get a good view of your wet cunt and thick thighs in the mirror. He had wanted you to watch him make you fall apart, make you watch yourself squirt and make a mess for him.
It was new, but you weren't nervous, as Eddie slid two expert fingers up and down your folds, getting the digits nice and wet before sinking them both into your cunt, crooking them and finding your spongey spot almost immediately.
Eddie was just so good at everything he put his mind to. You'd never had any doubt he'd be good at fucking, you'd heard whispers from some of the girls around town before and from what they'd said he knew his way around pussy, could have anybody folding for him.
"Is this okay?" Eddie asks, though his voice drips with confidence as you suck in a shuddery breath, nodding at his reflection and moaning. His doe eyes are watching you, flitting back and forth between your face and where his fingers sink into your cunt, wetness already dripping down the inside of his wrist.
You're turned into a moaning mess pretty quickly, Eddie's calloused fingertips pressing into your g-spot relentlessly, free hand roaming your clothed torso, dipping in through the neck of your shirt to give your tit a squeeze, fingertips grazing your nipple.
You're loud too, you know you are, the heat in your tummy increasing as you watch Eddie's lust blown eyes watching you, drinking in every little bit of your body like he wants to devour you. You know that his neighbours can probably hear, his window is wide open and it's not as if there's much space between trailers.
It makes your gut churn, knowing that anybody could walk by and hear you getting finger fucked into oblivion. Heat blooms in your body, makes your cunt clench, "Fuck, Eddie, you're so good at this, so so good."
"Yeah? Really?" Eddie's smirking, crooking his fingers again and stopping the pumping, just sliding the pads back and forth to stimulate your g-spot until you're gasping, "You have no idea how fucking sexy you look, God. Your pussy looks so pretty, stuffed full on my fingers."
You whine, squeezing your eyes shut, cunt clamping down on his fingers at the praise - he knew what buttons to press with you, knew that you liked to be spoken to in this way. He was insatiable.
Eddie grabs a hold of your cheeks roughly, shaking your head until you're forced to look at yourself in the mirror again, "Look at yourself when I make you cum like a filthy slut."
The moan you let out is ungodly, Eddie's gorgeous brown orbs full of lust and heat as his gaze flits between looking at your flushed face and his fingers sinking deep into your cunt. The noises are so loud, your sopping wet pussy engulfing his fingers invading your senses.
"C'mon baby, know you can do it for me," Eddie's grinning at your reflection in the mirror, transfixed on your flushed face, "know you wanna squirt around my fingers. Do it for me please, sweetheart."
Eddie's words should be cute but they come out so vulgar, have your gummy pussy clenching and spasming around his fingers. The wet noises increase tenfold in your ears, his voice making you impossibly wetter for him.
Your orgasm builds so quickly you barely comprehend it, prickly heat spreading all over your body, feeling like your bladder is impossibly full and you need to relieve yourself. Your tummy feels like it's in knots, a high-pitched whine leaving your open mouth.
"E-Eddie, oh god, fuck, I'm cumming," You cry out, squeezing your eyes shut and gripping onto his free hand roughly as the coil in your tummy finally unravels and you're coming, release soaking Eddie's hand and wrist, pooling under your ass. He refuses to let up his relentless fingers on your soft spot, pressing on it roughly until he coaxes another wet spurt out of you.
"Fuck yeah, there's my girl!" Eddie's chin is hooked on your shoulder, watching you gush and squirt all over the floor through mirror, some of it even sparking up the glass. He's grinning like the cat that got the cream, all toothy and proud as you moan and whine in his grasp.
Your chest is heaving from the sheer force of your release, whole body shaking as you come down from it. Eddie's fingers slide out of you deftly, forcing a choked off sob out of you, cunt clenching around emptiness.
He nuzzles at your ear with his nose, pressing a wet kiss to the shell, "Knew you could do it for me, babe. Fuck, that was so hot."
You keen into the touch, nuzzling in and laying back to completely lean your weight on him. His squirt slicked hand rubs up and down the inside of your thigh - it's filthy and probably disgusting but it feels so nice you struggle to care.
You lay there for a moment, until you feel a damp patch form on the back of your shirt that definitely wasn't from you, "Eddie did you... did you cum in your pants?"
Eddie chuckles into your ear, unabashedly and completely unbothered, nodding his head, "First girl to ever make me do that, too. Guess we're even, sweetheart."
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Big Iron
Cooper Howard x Fem!Reader, word count: 650
lmao no one is allowed to yell at me for the pun in the title (get it... cos blood tastes like iron??? PHEW) ANYWAY cooper howard eats people and enjoys the taste of blood so uh... eating someone out when they're on their period? winner winner delicious fuckin dinner for him, plus a healthy dose of romantic cannibalism๐ค
request info โข prompt list โข send me a request โข kofi โข masterlist
minors DNI!! ๐ cw: mentions of cannibalism, period sex, oral sex, drinking/tasting blood, blood play
Your fingers scratched at the thin mattress below you, catching on a spring that burst through the frayed fabric. Something to claw on to, to cling to, as your orgasm rolled over you, pulling back like the waves before a tsunami.
Sensing the imminent climax, Cooper cruelly pulled his head back from you, catching your eye as you looked down to see why he had stopped. With a wink, he dropped his tongue out past his chapped lips and ran it around his mouth. Wagging the long, pink muscle out, you could see the blood collected on it, smears of it still on his face.
"Why... why'd you stop?"
Panting. Pathetic. You were desperate for him to continue, to place his face flat against you, clit hooded by the cavity where his nose had been, tongue hungrily lapping at you. Even as you asked him, you could hear the whine in your voice. And his answer only made you tense up further.
"Because, darlin'... I like to savour my meals."
Why you had expected anything less was a mystery. Every month, right on schedule, your period arrived and Cooper went hysterical. Frenzied, like an animal in heat, as though he could smell the changes in your body. Blood lust driving him. He would claw at you any minute you were alone, tearing your clothes off to taste you, like he did now.
His fingers teased along your red, swollen lips, venturing into your cunt as you clenched around him, grateful for more of his touch. But it was over in a moment, as he withdrew his digits and held them out in front of him, admiring the way your blood, thick, dark and red, dripped slowly down them.
Placing them in his mouth, he sucked your juices off with a soft moan, eyelids closed to offer some sensory deprivation. All he wanted to experience was your taste. The metallic tang that coated his tastebuds, the smell of violence that filled the air.
Lowering his body, his knees scraping along the ground as he slid backwards through the dust on the ground, he rested his cheek against your leg before he began placing kisses on it. They trailed from the front, around to your inner thigh. Delicate, gentle, loving almost, before they turned to sharp bites. His yellowed teeth sinking into you with grunts and groans, either from arousal or from the sheer amount of concentration it took him to remember not to hurt you. Not too much anyway.
Between each nibble, each puncture of the top layer of skin with his surprisingly sharp teeth, he mumbled to you, low, rasping words that made you shudder, heating your cheeks and flushing your body.
โWhyโฆ I could just devour you wholeโฆ Make you a meal Iโd never forgetโฆโ
Your lips curled into a smile at the thought. Cooperโs possessive nature only ever served to make you lust after him more. It consumed you, and youโd be content for him to consume you.
โEat of your fleshโฆ drink of your blood, that old chestnutโฆโ
There was a soft scuffing sound which you identified as Cooperโs hips, grinding into the ground, desperate for the friction against his stiff cock as his tongue flitted back up your lips and pressed into your aching cunt one more. And still, he took breaks to speak to you between breathy, lustful moans.
โYou tasteโฆ you taste as sweet as I remember honey beingโฆ you got the bite of a sour cherryโฆ tender like the steaks they offered me at contract meetingsโฆ juicyโฆ drippingโฆ fresh killโฆโ
Your hand fell to the back of his head, keeping him buried between your legs, not quite strong enough to prevent him from stopping for just a few more words.
โIโm gonna eat you alive, darlinโโฆโ
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I hate pregnancy but ur pregnant reader fics omgaaah have you written this yet? Reader&gojo Smooch smooch ๐๐ to induce labor ๐คฏ
sgji please this has me giggling and I have not yet, with Satoru anyway until now! also, please note that this is not realistic in any way lmao about ten to fifteen percent of women's water breaks naturally, and usually, not like this nor does labor or anything like that happen so fast really! tis all for fanfic purposes!!
tags: 18+ only content - mdni + pregnant! fem reader + explicit smut + going into labor + parental freakout
You walked around the house with your hand under your belly feeling your daughter kick wildly, just as much as you wanted her out she wanted to stay inside warm and cozy no matter what you tried to do.
She was stubborn just like her father is.
It also seemed that she was giving you a sweet tooth to the point that anything new Satoru brought home you ended up snatching it from his spot when he wasn't looking only to see him pout like a child.
However, you were glad he was stubborn when it came to him helping you go into labor. He bought the best ball for you to bounce on, only making sure you went to the world's best doctors and he ordered a slew of spicy things in order to help move things along.
Even during a regular movie night, you had him twist and pinch your nipples, the stimulation was supposed to help to put you into labor until your husband suggested something else to move things along.
"'Toru!" You cried out brokenly, your fingers gripped the pillow that lay under your head while he lay behind you making sure your leg was hooked over his arm as he thrust into you slowly over and over again.
Everything felt much more sensitive with all the blood rushing to your cunt that leaked around him as you tried your best to push back against him wanting to feel him fully, he was scared that it'd hurt.
You turned your head to look at him with glassy eyes, red and pricked with tears as you pouted, your bottom lip quivering. "More! I need more!" You told him in half a whine and growl moaning his name.
Satoru obliged and lifted your leg up higher. "I don't want to hurt either of my babies, tell me if it's painful." He husked against your mouth when he leaned in for a soft kiss that made you melt for him.
His tongue slid and stroked against yours in an erotic dance as he fucked into you deeper until he bottomed out feeling your back bow as you arched into him more, your jaw going slack with pleasure.
His free hand roamed over your belly and then to your breasts pinching and twisting your nipples as he littered your shoulders with open-mouthed kisses that added to the cloud of bliss he put you on.
"Cum please for fucks sake make me cum!" You told him reaching down to circle your clit as you tried your best to buck up against him seeking more of what he could offer. Satoru chuckled at hearing you.
He hurried his pace going deeper with his strokes feeling your pussy squeeze him tight and wet he swore you were going to rip his dick right off. "You're squeezin' me so tight sweetheart, cum for me."
You could feel him throb and twitch before releasing thick ropes of cum that pushed you into your own orgasm making you squeal loud and long feeling a strong sensation flow through you as your muscles contracted as you threw your head back into Satoru's shoulder.
Satoru slowed his pace down fucking his cum deeper into you only to feel a rush of warmth gush between your legs causing him to pull out slowly and gently, his eyes wide and wild. "Was that your water that broke?" He asked sitting up as he looked between your legs.
When you rolled to your back he could see more of the clear fluid as you nodded gripping the blanket for a different reason, your contractions coming in strong and fast making you gasp and grunt.
"Looks like we're going to be meeting our baby girl soon." He muttered still staring down between your legs. All the information he took in from the internet couldn't prepare him for the real deal however as he felt the touch of a parent's first anxious moment.
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โก mine | tommy hewitt x reader
โก fandoms; texas chainsaw massacre remake/ the beginning
โก characters; thomas hewitt
โก reader; AFAB body description, second person POV
โก cw; graphic sexual content, implied voyeurism, breeding kink, light daddy kink (just calling him daddy? wasnโt sure what to tag that )
โกnotes; i feel the need to apologize for this one lmao. i didnโt intend for this to see the light of day but i felt we needed more smut around here and this was already sittin in my personal folder
i donโt know that Iโve ever posted detailed smut anywhere before? so lmk how i did, i still havenโt even asked to get my friend to beta read so Iโm sure Thereโs Issues.
โขโโขโขโฆ โค โฆโขโขโโข
โOh fuck, baby,โ You sighed softly, letting your head roll to the side as you ground on Thomasโ thigh - the mountain of a man pushing his leg up with a huff. Luda-Mae, Monty, and Hoyt had taken a rare trip to their cousinsโ place upstate, and left Thomas and yourself in aโฆsticky situation.
It had already become a war of attrition with you living there, each of you testing the otherโs boundaries as you tried desperately not to cross the line. Thomas was allegedly a good, Bible-following boy- and you a shy little virgin . But god, something about Thomas just made you crazy. You needed him- and youโd gotten so shameless that youโd let him do just about anything to you.
Thatโs what landed you there, trying to entice Thomas and only ending up a squeaky mess as you rode his thigh. He was steadfast for a man years pent up- seeming to find great pleasure in making you unravel without cracking himself. Of course, you had no idea of the hours he spent fucking into his own hand as he imagined you around him, stealing your panties from the laundry bin and palming himself to the sight of you splayed out sunbathing in the yard. Even now you seemed too hazy to notice his cock straining against his trousers, or his fingers dug into the couch to prevent himself from touching your body. The way he trembled as he felt you making a mess on him, the only thing between your slick cunt and his leg your already soaked lacy pantiesโฆ
His laser focus was broken by something entirely unexpected. You whimpered and hid your face against his chest, mumbling โDaddy- pleaseโโ
He wasnโt sure if it was the phrase,the tone, or both that finally broke his resolve- but either way he pinned you against the floral sofa forcefully, snarling like an animal.
โT-tommy- what- Iโm sorryโ?โ You squeaked, seeming utterly confused. Did you even know what youโd said to him?
He growled and quickly signed โAgainโ. You blinked, perplexed look quickly replaced with embarrassment. You whined and tried to hide your face but he snarled again and made you look at him. โAgain. Now.โ
โโฆdaddy. Please. Please I need you. Pleaseโโ You begged, panting weakly as you writhed uncomfortably and unsated.
He rutted against you quickly, moving and kissing your neck sloppily. โMine,โ He rasped quietly, a rare sound even for his partner โMine. Mine. Mine.โ
โOh my god Tommy- please- I need you to give it to me- I wanna feel you inside-โ
He made quick work of his belt, pushing your dress up carelessly and making just as quick a job out of ripping your undies clean apart.
You yelped but replaced the complaint with a blissed out, shuddering whine as he finally rubbed against your bare pussy. โOh fuckโฆplease- put it in-โ
He grunted and pushed your legs back, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours as you felt his weight pressed against you. Even in this moment, he tried his damndest to be gentle, looking your face over for the slightest bit of fear or apprehension. โTommy, please. Fuck me.โ You whimpered out softly.
He pushed in carefully , having to stop only halfway in as you squeezed around him. He was huge, long and girthy and a painful stretch even with you relaxed. He gave a grunt and nuzzled you, hips twitching as he reached between you. Clumsily, roughly, he found your clit and slowly rubbed, purring in approval as you mewled out his name.
He was able to jerk his hips and finally bottomed out with a low groan, face buried in your neck. He held still, taking a ragged breath to try to regain control- but you didnโt want control. You needed him to lose it completely.
โDaddy, please. I want you to fuck a baby into me,โ You murmured, letting a desperate whine leak into your voice. It was a bit of a long shot- but he was so possessive. Why wouldnโt he want to breed you?
Thomasโ eyes darkened at the thought and he gave a low noise you could barely classify as he pulled nearly all the way out and snapped his hips, setting a brutal pace.
โOh god-โ You yelped, bracing yourself on his huge arms as he pounded into you, the entire couch creaking and slamming into the wall at the force. You lost any coherence you had as he again teased your clit, mind blank. You got exactly what you wanted, and it was too much in the best way possible.
You came first- you didnโt know if it was because of his stamina or because even in a frenzy he still needed you to feel just as good. You were almost crying as he continued, overwhelmed and overstimulated - and wrapping your legs around his waist to make sure he didnโt stop for a moment. โBaby please- inside- I want you to finish inside-โ You mewled out in your haze- but damn if you didnโt mean it.
That was all it took, unsurprisingly, for him to thrust one last time and fill you with a snarl. He peppered your face in soft kisses, giving a heaving sigh as he relaxed. You tried to move but he growled, keeping himself firmly inside of you. You blushed a bit as you saw his intense expression โYou ahโฆyou really liked when I asked you to knock me up, huh?โ
He nodded, huffing at you.
โโฆyou know we have all night to try again, yeah?โ
He grunted and finally relented, pulling out and smirking at the sight of his seed dripping down your thighs.
โTommy baby? I love you.โ You sighed sleepily
He looked up quickly and seemed shocked. Man of few words that he ways- and never having dreamed heโd need to learn the sign, he took your hand and pressed it against his chest. Right above the heart. In your mind, there was no better way he could have said it; he loved you too.
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