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Heaven's Demons, Chapter 2
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: cheating, infidelity, smut/unprotected sex
“I have flowers for a Miss Pixie?”
The sound of tattoo guns buzzing stopped and the guys looked over the small women in the corner cubbie.
“PIX!”
“WHAT?” she yelled over the steady hum of her gun. When she didn’t get a response, she sighed to herself, shutting off her machine, “you okay with a break?”
“Yeah.” the guy nodded, sitting up from his position. He let her wipe him off, then he grabbed his cigarettes and went out the door. She stood from her spot and looked to see a crisp looking delivery driver standing at the door. She pulled off her gloves and threw them in the trash.
“can I help you?”
“Are you a Pixie?”
“Who’s asking?” she asked nervously. Usually, people outside of work and the MC knew her by her name, not the one given to her by her ex.
“Uh, I have-well, a delivery.” And that’s when she noticed the vase that he was holding. She had never seen the white and blue flowers before and was confused but amazed at their beauty. Stepping out into the lounge area, she was even more surprised when he continued, “I-I have it set to be delivered from a “Fonzi” to a “Pixie.”
Her heart swelled as she looked at the bouquet once again. Picking the crisp white card from the holder it read simply, “one more chance?”
“One more chance, baby…please.”
“You’re with Sweetie…you made that choice, Lucas.”
He frowned, hearing his birth name coming from her lips, “I don’t like it when you call me that.”
“What?” she asked, “when I call you by your name?”
“Yeah…” he frowned, “god, I fucking hate when Sweetie calls me Lucas…why can’t you just call me Fonzi, baby?”
“Don’t baby me, Fonz.”
He smiled, stepping closer to his ex, “you called me Fonz…you can’t be that pissed at me if you’re giving in so easy, Pix.”
“Yeah, well I’m a jackass that loved a jackass, so…”
“Hey,” he frowned, “I’m not a jackass.”
“Yes you are,” she argued, “it’s after two AM and you drove drunk from the club to our house.”
His smile widened as he leaned against the frame, “you called it ‘our house.’ I haven’t heard you call it our house since me and Sweetie moved out.”
“I shouldn’t have opened the door,” she groaned, going to push it shut, “good night, Fonz.”
“Baby wait!” he begged, holding onto the door. He leaned against it, his forehead pressing to the cool front door. He gave her a sultry look out of the corner of his eyes, and she felt her thighs instinctively clench, “let me come home, Pix.”
“Fonz.”
“Let daddy come home!” She stifled the whimper that passed her lips, but not by much. He smiled, fully turning his gaze to her, “will you let daddy come home? Please Pix?”
“Daddy needs to go back to his girlfriend…the one he chose.”
“I didn’t choose her,” he grumbled, “you made the choice for me when I said I’d be there for her and the boys…you kicked me out.”
“Why are you here, Fonz.”
“Just one more chance, baby,” he begged, nudging the door. Pixie looked at her ex, his eyes full of want and need for her, and she let the door fall open. He smiled, taking the opportunity, and pushing into the house. He rushed her, sweeping her up in his arms, his lips pulling her into a bruising kiss, “I love you Pix.”
She moaned, feeling his erection against her hip, even through the thick jeans he wore. His hands gripped at her ass, and she jumped. He growled, pushing her against the wall so that she was pinned, his hands eagerly, finding their way underneath her sleep shirt, which happened to be one of his old shirts. He growled when he realized she wasn’t wearing anything underneath it, and his fingers found her already slick folds.
“Fuck, Pix…”
“All yours daddy,” she whimpered, giving in to the moment. He groaned, hearing those sweet words from her lips. There was something so beautiful to him about hearing her speak like that. Pixie was a brash, devious little thing, and Fonzie loved it when she was soft, “make love to me Fonz…I haven’t-haven’t felt you in forever.”
Her hands worked their way to his jeans, small, deft fingers peeling the denim away from his strained erection. He didn’t even wait for her to touch him. His hand slid to his shaft and he lined himself up with her, sliding in.
“FUCK!” he hissed. He slammed his hand hard against the wall beside her head, his hips bucking two times on their own before he pulled her back in for another bruising kiss, his hands getting tangled in her hair, “fuck…feels like fucking home baby…daddy’s missed this sweet pussy.”
“It’s all yours,” she moaned, feeling him buried in her. Her eyes fluttered closed as he pressed her even more into the wall with every thrust, her hips rolling to meet his, “oh, fuck. Fonz…fuck…Miss this…oh god.”
“Only one that matters to me, baby,” he purred into her ear as his pace began to get erratic, “only one that’s ever mattered baby…”
“Fonzi,” she whimpered, her nails digging into the leather of his kutte, “don’t stop daddy…need you…nee-FUCK!”
“I’m gonna cum,” he groaned as his hips stuttered. She locked her legs around his waist, grinding against him and his head fell forward, resting against hers as his balls tightened and they emptied themselves into her channel, painting her insides white, “Fuck. Pixie…”
Fonzi looked at his phone, his brows furrowed as he tipped the beer bottle back once again, “flowers? I didn-“
“You’re welcome by the way,” Barber chuckled, clapping his friend on the back, “Sweetie said that you fucked up again and that’s why she decked you Friday…”
His eyes went wide, “tell me you didn’t.”
“Of course I did,” he chuckled, drinking his own beer, “you clearly needed some help with your baby mama.”
“I thought you went to her place Saturday night and fucked the hell out of her,” Elvis said from the other side of Fonzi, “doesn’t that usually right shit between you two?”
“I did,” he said, his anxiety rising, “shit…tell me you didn’t really do this Barber. Tell me it’s a joke.”
“No,” he said, his own brows furrowing, “I sent her flowers for you man…lilies.”
“No-no, no no no no no!” Fonzi said nervously, looking between his phone and his buddy, “shit. No. Barber you have to tell her that they weren’t from me…SHIT!”
“What?” he asked, “what’s so wrong with flowers? Sweetie said that you used to get flowers when you fucked up.”
“I cheated on Sweetie,” he admitted to his two best friends, “she was here bartending and I went to Pixies and fucked her. I told her that she was the only one that mattered. I asked for one more chance…but if you sent her flowers she probably thinks that means I want to get back with her.”
“Oh fuck!” Elvis chuckled, finishing off his beer.
“Y-you cheated on Sweetie?”
“Shit,” Barber grumbled, realizing that Jensen had come in early for once, “Gears-“
“GEARS!” Fonzi grinned, rushing up to him, “that’s it. You’re the answer.”
“E-excuse me?”
“Fuck Sweetie.”
Jake visibly paled as soon as the words left Fonzi’s lips, “W-what?”
“Come on brother,” he said quickly, “I know you’ve wanted to fuck Sweetie since she started. Do me a solid. Go to town on her.”
“I-what?” Jake said nervously, “no…i-Sweetie doesn’t like me like that!”
“What?” he asked, “of course she does. She had the biggest crush on you when she started.”
“N-no she didn’t.”
“She did,” Elvis agreed, shrugging his shoulders, “she tried asking you out once and it just went right over your head.”
Jake paled, “r-really? Sweetie likes me?”
“Come on man, I need you to do me a solid,” Fonzi tried, “I’m giving you the opportunity to get your dick wet with your dream girl.”
“Wh-what are you doing back?” she asked softly, “your friend mess up with his significant other again?”
Andy smiled, unable to keep his face devoid of emotion when he was around her, “no…I just…I had a little bit of time before the bar opened and I wanted to stop by…wh-what’s your favorite flower?”
She blushed, “call me old fashioned, but I love the way a dandelion looks…it’s like a little cloud…always made me smile…but a proper flower…well then, I’d have to go with a sunflower.”
Andy tried to keep his grin from getting any bigger, “a sunflower?”
“Yeah!” she exclaimed proudly, taking his hand and leading him over to a selection of the large flowers by the register. Andy felt his face heat up as he looked at her leading him around; at how small her hand looked in his, “it’s just such a beautiful, positive flower. Right?”
He watched as she picked a large one up and handed it to him. The flower felt heavy in his hand. Then she grabbed some baby’s breath, and a few white lilies until it created a small arrangement, “see how pretty that looks.”
Only Andy’s eyes weren’t on the flowers. They were on the woman that was so proud of the arrangement in his hands.
“Yeah…beautiful.”
“Let me wrap it up for you,” she offered sweetly, quickly going to the register to grab some paper to wrap them in, “you said you had a daughter, right? This is a cute little fall arrangement that’ll ma-“
“How much do I owe you?”
“You don’t owe me anything,” she smiled sweetly, her hands resting on his for a moment as she got lost in his deep blue eyes. She felt like she lost her breath momentarily and the only thing that mattered in the world was the two of them. Until she heard the bell at the front door. The couple shook their heads, looking away from one another. A bright blush had painted itself across her cheeks as she let go of Andy’s hand, and the arrangement, and Andy’s own blush was barely covered by his beard, “I-tell me if she enjoys them?”
“Y-yeah…of course,” Andy replied, watching the woman, “uh, can you tie these together for her? She’s five, and I want to put them in a vase when we get home, bu-“
“Of course!”
“There you are, Barber!” Andy turned at the sound of Hatter, “Been lookin’ everywhere for you.”
“Jefferson.”
He tipped his hat to her, “Lily.”
Andy’s brow furrowed as he looked between the two, suddenly feeling slightly jealous, “you know each other?”
“I’d hope so,” Lily laughed, “Jefferson was my best friend growing up…how’s Alice?”
Jefferson frowned, biting his lip, “she-uh…she and I split, Lil…”
“Oh,” she muttered, covering her mouth, “I-Jefferson-I-I’m so sorry. I didn’t know…”
“Yeah,” he replied, “she uh left me last month…emptied my bank account and left a set of divorce papers on the kitchen table…”
“I-I’m so sorry.”
“No you aren’t,” he said, biting back a smirk, “you fuckin hated her, Lil…”
“Yeah, but you didn’t…i-if you need anything Jef-“
“Be good to catch up?” he asked, “come by the bar after you close up?”
“I-I was supposed to meet up with someone…”
“Bring em by…I’ll buy your first round.”
“And dinner’s on me,” Andy offered, “you know…the least I can do…I ended up with flowers for my daughter, and no cut on my brow.”
Lily bit her lip, considering his offer as she stifled her giggles. Andy grinned as she nodded, “fine…but just this once.”
“Just this once!” both men agreed. Jefferson hit his president on the shoulder when Lily handed back the flowers, wrapped and ready to go, “come on pres…got business to take care of.”
“I’ll see you later?” Andy asked.
“Later.” She agreed. Andy left with Hatter, a grin resting on his face. It wasn’t until they nearly got back to the bar when Jefferson had spoken again.
“She’s off limits,” he warned, “that’s my best friend from when we were kids…an no one is fucking with her Barber…”
“I wasn-“
“I saw how she was looking at you, pres,” Jefferson chuckled, “and trust me when I say this…Lily is an amazing woman. Sweet as sugar but sour as a lemon…she’ll knock you on your ass…pres…I don’t wanna see her chew you up and spit you out.”
“Who said that was gonna happen?”
“Just don’t do it, brother…”
Chapter 3
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#heavens demons#motorcycle clubs#motorcycle#mc#lucas lee#lucas lee smut#scott pilgram vs the world#affair#andy barber#defending jacob#soft andy barber#jefferson#once upon a time#mad hatter#jake jensen#the losers (2010)#the losers movie#the losers fanfiction
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Thinking about breeding Lucas Lee in the storage room at work 😩
bottom Lucas Lee x top!amab reader
cw: semi public sex, slight dom/sub
"Hurry up!" Lucas turns to look back at you, trying to get you to stop taking your sweet time penetrating him. Not because he's gonna be late, although he will be, but because he's so impatient. He's been thinking about you since he woke up thanks to a wet dream and getting fucked by you is the only way to clear his mind. You sigh and fully plunge yourself inside him, earning a loud and slutty moan from Lucas. He doesn't bother covering his mouth as you fuck him, he couldn't care less of what his coworkers think of him. You no longer care either and nobody dares to say anything to you about it. After all, you're the one who "tamed" Lucas Lee.
"Fuck– You're too- too slow~!" Lucas moans.
"You should be grateful I'm even fucking you right now, do you know how busy I am, you slut?" You spank him and pick up the pace. He shivers. He loves when you degrade him. Nobody else can call him a slut and get away with it. You reach down and grab his leaking cock, roughly jerking him off. He rolls his eyes back as he starts to lose the ability to stand. He lets out a string of curses, about to completely lose himself to you. His hands curl up into fists as you bring him towards his release. You lean into his ear. "You wanna come, Luke?"
"please- please- fuck~ [Name]~~" He manages to speak quietly, like he knows you don't like other people hearing this side of him. "I wanna come, sir-"
"Let me come inside and keep it inside you."
Lucas moans and nods. "okay-" You slam into his prostate, making Lucas gasp. "Fuck~!" He cries out, coming in your hand. You follow through shorty after, filling him up. The room is just filled with the sound of you two catching your breaths. You pick up your bag and take out the butt plug you keep for a "just in case" scenario. You slowly pull out of him and push in any cum that leaks out before putting the plug inside him.
You smack Lucas' ass. "Be good today." You smile before leaving the room, implying that he'll get a reward later.
#wicks🕯shorts#top male reader#male reader#lucas lee x reader#lucas lee x male reader#scott pilgrim takes off x reader#scott pilgrim takes off x male reader#scott pilgrim takes off smut#🕯️scott pilgrim (series)#sub character
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NCT fic recs [Pt. 1]
A collection of mature dark themed nct fics. mostly yandere, mafia or horror (or just messed up themes)
includes all units (nct 127, nct dream, wayv, nct u and former members bc i miss lucas sm)
yuta x reader: Wolf [nakamoto] by @neo-cult-ure
jaehyun x reader: Devoted by @maknaesdancersrappers
mark x reader: Creepin by @killshotbabe
jaemin x reader: PL4YGIRL IS LOVE... by @domjaehyun
doyoung x reader: Invisable by @aehyei
jaehyun x reader: devotion/obsession by @whereisten
yuta x reader: heathens by @yutaholic
sungchan x reader: Infatuation - Sungchan [Pt. 1], [Pt.2] by @stayarmytinyzenmoa-l
taeyong x reader: Late Night Adventures with a Green-Haired Kingpin by @whereisten
mark x reader: zugzwang by @recklessmark
kun x reader: Spoonful Of Sugar;; QK by @kpoptrashlord-007
mainly johnny x reader but some jaehyun x reader: the art of eye contact by @peachydyoung
mark x reader: freakshow by @peachydyoung
lucas x reader: Stranger Danger by @whereisten
#nct smut#yandere nct#nct#nct fanfic#nct yandere#nct fanfic recs#nct recs#nct mafia#nct mafia au#nct yandere au#yuta#mark lee#jaehyun#doyoung#kun#jaemin#taeyong#johnny suh#nct lucas#nct kun#nct taeyong#nct jaehyun#nct mark#nct mark lee#nct johnny#nct johnny suh#nct jaemin#nct doyoung#nct yuta#nct horror
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🌸💜~Dumb Man, Dumb Dick~💜🌸
Lucas have your back slammed against his skating rank while his dick is buried deep inside you.
He is so strong and tall compared to you it actually makes you wet when he stares you down with hungry eyes. You are a rabbit to this wolf.
He also lets you be on top and ties him to the bedpost. You are the wolf and he is the rabbit.
Lucas Lee will be your personal pornstar. He will send countless videos of touching himself to his beautiful girlfriend while your name is the only word he can remember.
When he is on set and has to perform a sex scene with you, he actually fucking you on set.
His favorite feeling in the world is you squeezing him tight when the director says to keep going.
The silly fool thinks it acting until he catches your O face on camera.
Lucas paid nearly a million dollars to get the director cut of his latest action film.
After that, he will develop a collection of your guy's homemade porn.
Your pretty sweet face is all fucked up because his meaty dick is not lettings up inside your kitty.
Yes, the man has a big dumb dick, but he also has a big heart.
He makes you your favorite coffee while massage your sore body.
He pamper your sensitive kitty and clit with kisses.
It didn't take long for a second round.
He will fuck you dumb like him.
#scott pilgrim takes off#lucas lee#scott pilgrim anime#scott pilgrim luca lee#luca lee smut#luca lee x reader smut#luca lee x female reader#luca lee x female reader smut#scott pilgrim#scott pilgrim smut#scott pilgrim takes over#scott pilgrim take off smut
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PASSENGER
Lee X Reader
Lee has traveled everywhere with you ever since meeting you in the store the night after your father left you. He's never given you a reason not to trust he'll stay, but your anxiousness gets in the way after he admits to you that he wants to be closer than ever before.
⚠️ Warnings: Blood and gore, mentions of cannibalism, talks about sex, reader and Lee almost have sex, anxiety⚠️
The truck bounced up and down as the tires made harsh contact with the gravelly road beneath it. The bumps and swerves were almost soothing as they rocked both you and the pink haired boy next to you, who had taken comfort in the passenger seat staring out the window. His lips were drawn into a tight line and his eyes were closed but flitting back and forth as he dreamt of nightmares, presumably. It was hard to live the life the two of you shared and not feel a little scarred on the inside. Being on the road without any sense of direction was so freeing compared to the life you were living before. After discovering the news of your mother in the psych ward and your father leaving you to fend for yourself, the path towards self-love and acceptance has not been an easy one. Picking up people along the way and carrying their stories with you seemed to be the only attempt at salvation when it came to your humanity. That's what people with morals did. Did you have morals anymore? It was hard to tell.
"It's getting dark. Are we almost to the lake?" The boy piped in, interrupting your thoughts as your hands gripped the steering wheel a bit tighter as you prepared to turn right towards your special campsite. It was just a small spot by the trees and the lake that you two often shared a cigarette and a story or two. Sleeping under the stars has become normality.
"We're here." You said, turning over to glance at his expression of contentment yet sorrow. If there was anyone in the world who could manage to make both expressions visible at once, it was Lee.
The sky has darkened tremendously from when you first embarked on your little journey out towards the fields. The stars hung overhead in dim glowing orbs that contrasted against the rest of the universe above. The crescent moon illuminated the trees and the path to the usual parking spot under the bridge. It was beautiful at this time of night to say the least, and you felt your shoulders lose their tension as a serene wave washed over you.
The car's engine turned off and there was a silence between the two of you. Nothing uncomfortable, but a very distinct kind of silence where both parties are listening to the whims of nature. A cicada here and there and the rushing of water. It was all too perfect but unsettling at the same time. However, the only unsettling things were you and Lee; he only terrors that travelled in the dark were you and him. The kinds of beasts in fairy tales and children's nightmares. You consumed others and not just for their emotional intelligence. You consumed the very essence of their being. A trace of blood under the bottom of the boy's lips and scraped knees were prevalent as you took in the sights around you and remembered you were never normal to begin with. The smell of the last person you killed hung heavy in the backseat of the car and it was a stench that would not be rid of unless there was a strip cleaning of the entire vehicle. The man who kissed Lee in the same way you did at the carnival who was expecting a night of frivolity and excitement presumably due to having to hide his sexuality... was now nothing more than a couple of bloodied shirts and old pictures. Lee had monstrously slit his throat while you watched from outside in the night air similar to this one. The gleaming thick substance dripping from the man's neck and now took home in the mouth of your lover. And yet, for being this type of monster, Lee looked so lovely under the soft glow of the moon cascading down through the pick-up truck's slightly dirty windows.
All of a sudden, you broke the silence that had dawned on you two as fast as it now ended.
"What are you thinking of?" You asked, alluding to the familiar brightness behind his eyes.
"You. Me. Us." He said with clarity but uncertainty. There was more to this topic than he was letting on.
"Is something wrong between us?" You asked, wondering what it could've been that would make him think of your relationship. Was it a tension that he felt? Was it him explaining to you that the man from last night was not just due to a sense of sexuality, but had now awoken something in him that wasn't there before, and he could no longer continue being with you? Or had that sense of sexuality always been there, and you were just a way at him preventing the realization of who he knew he was? And now, in contrast to your last stream of thoughts, you decided maybe your humanity wasn't entirely diminished and that you might be more of a teenage girl than you thought.
"No, not at all," he said, reaching for a strand of your hair and pushing it behind your ear with a loving and slight obsessive look in his eyes. his hair was strewn about his face, and he allowed the loose curls to fall just above his eyebrows in pink spirals similar to fanciful ribbons. It was inviting and alluring, and you didn't want to look away from him. "I want to make love to you."
The confession hit you like a train, hard and fast as you finally realized what had been troubling your boyfriend. It wasn't unlike him to want something of the sort, considering he was a teenage boy, but it still left you slightly startled. After everything the two of you had been through, this didn't seem like something that wouldn't have ever happened. Your love with Lee was fast and exciting and wonderful but also horribly founded on the fact that you shared the desire to eat human flesh. Sometimes, you had a hard time distinguishing between what portion of your relationship was bloodlust and what was true emotional and physical connection. But then again, you felt no such connection with Sully, who had tried to coerce you into banding with him on his journey of collecting the locks of corpses.
Sounding less assured than you usually liked to, you let out an anxious mumble: "You- you want to make love? To me?"
He smiled and leaned in closer until you could feel his hot breath against your skin, alluring and charming once more.
"I want to be one together. In the ways that we can be with other people when we devour their flesh. There's something poetic about it, no? We wouldn't necessarily eat each other as we did with the guy from the carnival, but this is the closest lovers can truly get in the physical sense. And oh, (Y/N), have you consumed me in the emotional sense."
This conversation definitely took a turn you weren't expecting. Before any objections could escape you, his lips were flush against yours, pulling you into him or as close as the stick shift would allow. The dashboard was littered with papers that fell down to the floor and under the glove compartment, resting at Lee's soles. His arms, although gentle in composure, were firmly placed on the sides of you with one holding the back of your head and the other placed on your hip. He started to move his fingers up and down alongside your thigh in a polite but provocative manner. He wasn't forcing you into anything you were uncertain of, but he still wanted to show how terribly he needed you.
Breaking away to gasp for air, you look at his proud expression as he treated every moment spent with you as though it would be the last. His eyes said everything he didn't say in that moment. He worshipped you. And it wasn't in the honeymoon phase type of way, it was in an 'I see you as though you were crafted by the gods' way. His lips were slightly swollen from the kiss he'd just given you, and his sharp, shallow breaths showed you he was just as tense as you were. His pants were still covered in the mud from the cornfield where you ditched Carnival Man's body, and his shirt was torn and fraying towards the bottom. You had to have been in rough shape as well but you hadn't looked in a mirror anytime soon to confirm or deny whether that was a true statement.
Your collective breaths being the only sounds within the car and outside it made this moment so much more intimate. His face loomed inches away from your pursuing lips, as you had wanted more of his taste; your hands beckoned ever so slightly in a race to see which one would reach the beautiful boy's skin first, Lee's collarbone was the finish line. You had thought about making love to Lee before, of course. With only your thoughts to keep you company as of recent, it wasn't entirely a new concept for you to wake up after a long drive with Lee at the steering wheel; the heat between your legs unbeknownst to him. You had wondered at one point if he had ever thought of something similar, but you would never have had the courage to bring about a situation like this and bring your fantasies to fruition. But, Lee had been the one to make the first move and you were thankful.
Noticing your hesitance but desire, Lee took that as a sign to lean in closer until you were nose to nose.
"Would you make love to me?" He asked, waiting until he had your consent before he continued. The last thing he would ever want to do would be to make you uncomfortable, and for a moment he thought he had. Until you reached for the hem of his shirt which grazed his collarbone, he leant in fully and continued to kiss you with a more feverish passion.
Hot breaths and hands everywhere, everything was so awkward but fun. There would be a pause in between your kisses to allow for breathing room before Lee dove back in and offered you more of the sweet gesture. All the while, you realized the burning sensation in the core of both your chest and lower abdomen was increasing with every touch of your lips. It was as if there was something inside of you asking- no -begging to touch Lee further. A fiery feeling that you'd never fully experienced before pushed itself to the very undersides of your skin, clawing at being held within your body and not being let loose as this beast wanted. It was the same desire you felt when you watched the life drained from someone you would eventually feed on and your mouth would be already drooling with the promise of what was to come. It was a same immenseness as your cannibalistic tendencies, but at the same time what you had with Lee was entirely different. You wanted to consume his soul and his persona, not his physical components. And with this realization also came the understanding that cannibalism is a beautiful allegory to love.
Lee pulled away for a moment to give you a loving but questioning glance. His face was barely illuminated now considering the clouds that had taken control of the night sky. But still, you knew he looked so handsome as he took your hands and gently guided them to the hem of his jeans. It was again, nowhere near forceful, but entirely romantic and sweet as he was taking into account how this was just as awkward for you.
"Would you want to continue?" He asked, lightly holding onto your hands as they toyed with the fabric of his jeans.
"I want you, Lee." You finally gave him a more definitive answer than your previous attempts at vocalizing exactly what it was you wanted in this moment. It was his turn to blush, even though you wouldn't see due to the darkness of the surrounding area, but you had an inkling that his face was redder than before. Unbuttoning the top of his jeans and unzipping the fly, this became more of a reality to you. What is Lee would be done with you after this? What if he joined this whole escapade of finding your true family and what happened to you just so that he could receive sexual favors in return? You never thought of Lee in that way, but maybe because of the way he treated Carnival Man he hoped you would be next?
Halting his movements, he noticed you seemed distressed. "Is everything okay, my love?" He questioned. Lee didn't know what had happened to change the mood all of a sudden, but he assumed it had to be his fault as he was the one who had brought up the idea in the first place.
"I'm so so sorry if I pressured you into doing anything you didn't want to-"
"No, you didn't Lee." You said, trying to understand the way you were feeling. That burning feeling had left your body and was now instead an anxious and gut-wrenching pressure. Why did you have to overthink everything? You really wanted this with Lee so why would you let your thoughts get the best of you?
"Are we taking things too fast?" He asked, after a short moment of silence. He zipped up his jeans and leant beside you, hesitating at first, but then opting to put his hand on your shoulder just in case he had done something to make you uncomfortable. If you were shying away from his touch, he wouldn't want to make you feel that way again.
But to his relief, you didn't shy away. Instead, you rest your head on his shoulder and allowed for him to put his arm around you. Feeling comfortable, you wait for the anxiety to dispel a bit before vocalizing the troubling thoughts on your mind; Lee waiting patiently.
"Lee, I really want this with you. But I want to make sure that you want me."
Lee was very confused at this point. He was your boyfriend and had asked to make love to you because he wanted you, of course. He instantly felt a pang of guilt for making you feel as though you weren't wanted by him. In reality, he would follow you anywhere. His nightmare from earlier was about losing you. And not to another man or any of that type of thing, but just not being able to be in your presence again. The universe worked in strange ways and everything was uncertain, even the present.
"I want you very much," Lee said, moving in closer to you to give you a proper hug, "very much. And I apologize if I've made you feel any differently."
You sighed a breath of relief. Of course he automatically thought there was something wrong on his end.
"No, Lee. You've made me feel very wanted. I just want to make sure that it lasts. Everyone I've held dear to me has left in different ways, and I don't want to have to loose you too." You calmed him as you explained what was wrong. He tightened his grip on you, not in a way that was possessive, but in a more firm and loving way.
"(Y/N). Anyone would be a fool to leave you."
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(A/N): I've been listening to a lot of Deftones lately and their music has been my go to for daydreaming about Bones and All. Anyhow, it's been forever since I've posted and I'll explain in another post for anyone who's interested! I hope this is alright as I try to ease myself back into writing as frequently as before. Love you guys! 💛🦐
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1:30am
Mark stared deep into your your eyes, even tho you weren’t looking at him. Your eyes were rolled back in pleasure as he rolled his hips to meet yours.
The pretty moans that left your mouth made him giddy. He loved the way you are all his.
You intertwined your fingers with his bringing him back to life. His thrusts got sloppier as he reached his high. “Fuck love,” the pretty moans were almost enough for him to spill in you now.
He took one one of his hands off your hip snaking down to your pussy. Rubbing clockwise on your clit. “Fuck Marky~,” was the last thing you said before you came on his cock.
Seeing you like this was enough for him to spill his seed in you. His hips kept a steady pass riding out his high.
Pressing soft kisses to your forehead. “your did amazing baby doll,” he cooed as you curled into his body. Wrapping his arms around you petting the back of your head softly. He kept whispering sweet nothings to you Intel you fell asleep in his arms.
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mark's feet so big he couldnt zip the shoe up
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Here’s the request for LuMark!
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Heaven's Demons, Chapter 5
Word Count: 1.5k
Warnings: arguing, implied smut
“Hey…”
“W-what are you doing here?”
“Dropping the boys off before I head home for the night,” he said quietly as Cairo and Lucas shuffled sleepily past him, dragging their little brothers along with them, “Sweetie is taking Gears to the hospital because Cairo hit him in the junk with a bat and then Mikey and Dylan knocked him down the stairs…he’s got a concussion…she seems to think so anyways. Told her I’d drop the kids off so when she picks them up in the morning, she’s got everyone.”
“Shit,” she laughed, “it almost sounds like old times when the twins were toddlers and they used to pull those same shenanigans on him when he was a prospect…they never liked Gears, did they?”
“Yeah,��� he laughed in response, “They’ve always kinda hated Gears…he’s always been too nice to Sweetie.”
“Did you…did you want to come in?” she asked after a second. Lucas bit his lip.
“I-I shouldn’t…”
“Let me at least make some coffee for you so you can make it home…”
He followed behind as she made her way to the kitchen, kicking the door shut as he came into her place, “I-I don’t live far away from here, you know. You’ve been to the apartment plenty of times to know I can make it home without a cup of coffee.”
“But you’re still following,” she pointed out, not daring to look her ex in the eyes, “Thank you for the flowers by the way…it meant a lot to me…especially after-“
“Andy sent the flowers,” he admitted, cutting her off, “he uh, I guess Thor told him about what happened when you stormed into the bar and told him how I forgot Lucas and Cairo. He didn’t know we hooked up, Pix…I-I wouldn’t have sent flowers…not after we…you know.”
She stopped making the coffee and turned, leaning against the counter, “t-that was Andy that sent the flowers on your behalf?”
Lucas nodded, biting his lip once again, “Yeah.”
She shook her head, “I can’t believe you…I can’t fucking believe you, Lucas.”
“What?” he asked, “it’s not that I do-“
“You don’t fucking care about us…you don’t fucking care ab-“
“OF COURSE I FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOU PIX!” He yelled, allowing himself to feel the rage he normally tucked away, “I FUCKING LOVE YOU! I NEVER STOPPED FUCKING LOVING YOU!”
“Then why did you choose her?” she asked, her tone falling just above a whisper, “why did you leave us? What was so much better about Sweetie and her boys?”
“Stop playing the victim, Pix…you brought Sweetie into our relationship,” Lucas growled, shaking his head, “you told me you wanted her to be part of our relationship…you told me to start seeing her. Then you got pissed when the boys saw her as more of a mother to them. She was their fucking nanny. Of course, they saw her as that sort of figure. She was always with them. You kicked me and her out when I told her I’d still be there for her and the babies. I didn’t choose that, Pix…I chose not to be a dead-beat dad, because you wouldn’t let me see them if I had chosen you and you know it.”
“You didn’t choose me,” she pointed out, pushing him back, “and that was as good as choosing her in my mind…I-I couldn’t do it, Lucas.”
“Don’t push me, Pix…I’m not playin’ this fucking game, baby.”
“Baby…”she scoffed, pushing him again. Their eyes met and she saw a look of lust in them. She knew he liked it when she got aggressive, “I stopped being your baby a while ago, Lucas.”
“Pix…”
“What?” she asked, pushing her body against his, “what is it, Lucas?”
His breath hitched in his throat as he looked at the woman he was in love with, “baby don’t put me in this kind of situation…”
“I’m not doing anything,” she commented softly as their lips brushed each other’s. Her hands slid down his chest, until they reached the hem of his shirt and her hand slid underneath it. He hissed as her nails dragged down his muscular torso, “I’m just living in the moment…isn’t that what you said I needed to do? Forget my insecurities and just live in the now.”
“Pix…we aren’t together anymore…”
“Maybe not,” she whispered as his nose brushed against hers. His eyes closed as he inhaled her scent, “but maybe we should be.”
And her lips captured his in a fiery kiss.
“Jake, lay down,” Sweetie begged the grown man for the tenth time since they’d arrived at his apartment. But Jake continued to fight against her, insisting that he needed to be up and doing stuff, “Jake whatever you wanted to do, I’m sure that it can wait until tomorrow.”
“Need to make the house look good,” he muttered, as he started towards the kitchen once more, “Sweetie’s here…it’s gotta be perfect for her.”
“Jake I’m Sweetie. I don’t care how your house looks.”
He gave a heavy sigh as he looked at her, his calloused fingers brushing against her cheek. He looked like it was taking him a few seconds to process the fact that she really was in front of him “you are here.”
“I know,” she sighed sadly, “Jake…please…go lay down, like the doctor said…you need to be calm and coherent. The doctor said that you need to rest.”
“Come cuddle with me?” he asked. She sighed, biting her lip.
“Jake, I don’t think that’s-“
“But I need you to cuddle me,” he said loudly. She sighed and looked down the hall to where his bedroom was, “I won’t lay down until you’re in my arms.”
“Fine,” she conceded. Jake smiled, and pulled Sweetie to his chest, “but just for a little bit, and only because you need to rest.”
“Good,” he grinned. He let Sweetie go and started towards his room. Sweetie followed a few seconds later, her brows raised when she noticed Jake’s shirt in the hallway, “Sweetie…come on.”
Sweetie blushed when she entered his room. He was pulling the duvet down so that he could hop into the bed, but that wasn’t what caught her attention. No, what caught Sweeties attention was the fact that Jake had stripped down to his boxers in front of her. And she could notice a very prominent shape in his boxers. He wasn’t hard, just very, very large.
And yet she felt her heart begin to race in her chest.
“What’s wrong?”
Her eyes shot to Jake’s, and she blushed again, not daring to look him in the eyes, “J-Jake…can you…can you put some clothes on?”
Jake paled as he reached for a pillow to cover himself, “y-you don’t like my body?”
“N-no, I do! Trust me…I very much like your body, I just-uh,” she began, but quickly became frazzled as she admitted that she liked the way that Jake’s body looked, “can you please put some clothes on?”
“Why don’t you take yours off?” he chuckled as he took a few steps closer to her, closing the distance between the two of them. She shivered when she felt Jake’s fingers dancing across her hips. His body pressed firmly against hers and she gasped when she felt his hardening member right above her ass, “what I wouldn’t give to see you in less clothing…”
“Jake…”
She turned around to see Jake wolfishly looking at her, his eyes trailing to her ample cleavage, “Y’know when you were talking earlier and cleaning up that spill, all I could do was watch these perfect tits…just bouncing away in my face…and all I could think about was how you would look bouncing on my cock.”
She felt like the air left her body. Sure, she and Jake had playfully flirted at work, but he’d told her at the beginning of her shift that the idea of him having a crush on her was crazy. But now, he was saying such direct and dirty things to her.
Her thighs clenched and Jake smiled, noticing it, “do you think of me like I think of you, Sweetie? God, I think about you like that a lot.”
“J-Jake…”
“I wanna feel you underneath me,” he growled, his hands digging into her hips. She moaned as she felt his erection straining, “I want to feel your lips on mine…my cock buried in that perfect cunt as you’re bent over the bar…god you don’t know how much I’ve thought of that.”
“J-Jake you don’t mean that,” she sighed, “you don’t like me.”
“No…you’re right,” he sighed, playing with her hair, “I’m in fucking love with you, Sweetie…have been since the day you walked into the bar.”
“Jake…”
“Those lips,” he purred, his fingers trailing up to her plumped lips. They dragged over them, and she shuddered beneath his touch…I want to feel you, Sweetie.”
“W-what about Lucas?”
“I don’t give a fuck,” he growled, pulling her even closer, “I don’t give a damn if he sends your kids after me a million times…I’m in love with you, Sweetie…Fonz is a brother…but he’s fucking around on you…you know that…if it’s not a sweetbutt it’s a fucking whore from the corner…you deserve a man that’ll treat you like a fucking queen…”
“A-and that’s you?”
“Yeah,” he admitted as their lips met, “that’s me baby.”
Chapter 6
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𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆
🍓the strawberry shack masterlist🍓
summary - lucas lee was pissed and in some desperate need of some release, good thing the strawberry shack was close by.
warning - smut, oral sex, gloryhole, swearing.
18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.
Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.
Lucas Lee was pissed, he had seen his ex-girlfriend and met her new “boyfriend”. The stupid arsehole somehow beat him and now Lucas was wandering around the streets, anger rolling off him. He stops when a sign catches his eye, the words read ‘The Strawberry Shack’ and Lucas wonders what kind of name that is and what the fuck are they selling. With a strange pull, he heads over to the building and enters through the door.
His eyes land on a woman sitting at the front desk, hers already staring at him as though she knew he was coming. “Whatcha looking for, sugar? Would you liked to be sucked or fucked?” He blinks, surprised.
“Uh, sucked.” His furrowed brows even more furrowed than before. She nods, hand out as she waits for a payment. Lucas walks closer and slaps some cash down before he follows her directions to the room where he will get what he’s paid for. He looks around the room, looking at the many holes and one calls out to him, his feet move before his mind can even catch up. Without any words, he reaches into his pants and whips out his cock, shoving it through the hole.
You lean forward, curious about this man. Your mouth salivates from the sight of his cock. So big, so perfect, veins running up and down the girthy member. Your tongue flicks out, softly licking the precum from his tip before you swirl it around, taking the whole thing into your mouth. Moaning at his taste, sucking him off while enjoying the feel of him inside of you. “Jesus fucking Christ!” Lucas groans, glaring down at his cock.
A groan slips from his lips as he enjoys the feeling of being sucked, your mouth wetting his cock and sucking him in deeper with each hard suck. “Fucking hell. No one’s ever sucked my cock this good before. Are you a fucking angel or something?” He grunts, head flying back, and eyes closed, he feels himself begin to twitch on your tongue. His balls feel heavy and full, ready to empty. “I’m going to cum, fuck. You better fucking swallow this. Any woman would literally kill to be in your position.” He growls, his hips jerk forward as cum shoots out of his tip, coating your heavenly mouth.
You moan around him, continuing to suck him dry until he’s no longer cumming. Your tongue laps his thick base, cleaning him before you swallow every drop. You lick your lips as you watch him pull out of the hole and tuck himself back into his pants. “Thanks, sweets.” With that, he leaves, a smirk on his lips.
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7:52pm
Chenle's eyes meet yours, a soft whine slips your lips. Chenle pulls your hair making you face forward. he only continues to pound into you. "If you listened and didn't flirt with everyone we wouldn't be here, would we?" you only made eye contact with him through the mirror as he spoke. he has a look of anger and content in his eyes.
he had you bent over the sink in the family restroom, where his other group mates and their girlfriends ate to celebrate the 6 years of Dream. in your defense you were just being nice and Chenle took It the wrong way.
"Such a fucking little slut," he hissed through gritted teeth. moans slipped past your lips. his words only made you knees weaker. "Please le le, I'm sorry" you stuttered out as he pounded you into counter. he only pulled you back against his chest by your hair. slipping his hand over your mouth. "Shut up baby doll, do you wanna get caught?" he hummed as his hips rammed into yours. you only whimpered in response.
God he loved seeing you like this. He stops moving. Theres a knock at the door, both of you stay quiet. Another set of knocks pound against the door, “Chenle, dude I know your in there.” Haechans voice seeps through through the locked door. “The foods here, hurry up please. Mark wont let us eat Intel you come back,” he whines.
Chenles thrusts start up again, leaning down whispering in your ear, “hurry up baby,” he breathes against your neck, pecking you soft spot gently. “Don’t want your food to get cold do you baby,” chenle whispers i to your hair.
“Please be out in like 5 minutes please,” Haechan pleads through the door. “Okay, thanks for the heads up, I’ll be out soon. Sorry this is taking so long,” he laughs out, keeping his hips moving.
Your whines and moans start to get more higher pitched. Moving his hips fast, knowing your almost at the edge. He pressed soft kisses against your jaw as you tipped over the edge. “Shh baby,” he soothed. Quiet Moans and whines slipped your lips. Moving one of his hands over your mouth. Hold you there fucking you through your high. Pulling out kissing your clothed shoulder.
He turned you around holding you in his arms. “Shh,” dropping the shirks that was in his arms. Holding your head against his chest.
He leans you against the sink as he pulled up his jeans, shoving him self back in his pants. Pulling back in his arms. “Let’s get you some food baby,” he said as he whipped away the stray tears. You wrapped your arms around his waist, following his lead.
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oii, meu amor, minha vida 🩷💭 você faria algo com o haechan pra mim? O que você quiser
I MIGHT CHANGE YOUR CONTACT TO 'DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE'.
PAR: lee donghyuck x leitora!fem
GÊNERO: established relationship, smut, college!au
avisos: 2000s au porque eu só consigo aceitar essa estética meio maneater das ideias se não for nessa época, ambos são maiores de idade e estão na faculdade, leitora é popularzinha das ideias mas é um amorzinho (sem cair no estereótipo hein) e o hyuck tb, consumo de álcool e cannabis, essa fic contém o lucas galera então se vocês não gostarem dele recomendo passar reto nessa, menção à outros idols (jungkook do bts, jennie do bp, nayeon do twice), leve nipple play (bem leve mesmo), umas mãozinhas bobas aqui e ali, leitora e haechan são bem melosinhos, oral (haechan recebe).
nós mulheres meio barbie da margot robbie das ideias! omg, uma fic com um título que não seja uma música da taylor swift? olá querides, voltei! então galera, estava matutando como fazer essa ask da @tyongbrat quando me deparei com uma playlist com todos os ícones dos anos 2000 e me ocorreu de fazer uma temática dos neos na faculdade! não pude perder a oportunidade, espero que tenha ficado do agrado amgggg! e eu amei escrever nesse universo, se quiserem pedir mais coisinha dele hihi
A casa de fraternidade estava tão lotada que você mal sabia como couberam lá dentro, mas jamais perderia a primeira festa após as provas. Era onde todo mundo ia curtir, extravasar, depois de quebrar a cabeça com um amontoado de papéis que definia se você ia passar o restante do semestre chorando ou comemorando. E é claro que os Neos nunca deixariam essa oportunidade passar batido.
Eles eram a fraternidade mais conhecida do campus, 23 garotos extremamente atraentes e bem dotados— pelo que se diziam nos corredores—, juntos eles formavam a Neo Culture Technology. Era o tipo de fraternidade que só legados conseguiam entrar, filhos de gente rica que há muito também já fizeram parte, ou pessoas extremamente sortudas.
Você se sentia imensamente orgulhosa de se gabar por ter Lee Donghyuck como seu namorado, um desses 23 garotos. O motivo de muitas calcinhas por aí caírem com apenas um olhar dele, mas você evitava pensar muito sobre isso. Sabe que seu namorado apenas tem olhos para você.
Olhando em volta, você ignora as pessoas ao seu redor te encarando e continua empurrando seu espaço pela multidão, agarrada a mão de Jennie Kim que trazia Im Nayeon atrás de si.
"Calma aí gente, esses saltos 'tão me matando!", Nayeon reclamou ajustando a bolsa de marca nos ombros. Você revirou os olhos projetando os lábios em um biquinho fofo e brilhoso com seu gloss. "Por que a pressa, gatinha? Você vai ver ele a noite toda."
Jennie te encarou maliciosa seguindo os passos, segurando a cara de nojo quando um rapaz vomitou perto de seus pés. "É, mas ela não vê a hora de engolir a carinha dele, né?"
Mostrou sua língua para ela, rindo.
"A gente prometeu dar um tempo essa semana pra focar nas provas, só tô com saudade!", você explicou carente e se aproveitou da proximidade para tombar seu ombro com o da amiga. "E não é como se você também não 'tivesse louca pra ver o Tae."
Quando encontrou o silêncio como sua resposta e a risada estrondosa de Nayeon, tomou o argumento como vencido. Passaram por uma cortina de fumaça para, então, se depararem com Mark Lee e Wong Yukhei com cigarros na mão. O cheiro forte de maconha fez sua cabeça doer de levinho, mas você sorriu feliz ao ver os amigos.
"Ih, alá! Se liga em quem apareceu", Yukhei sorriu já abrindo os braços. Você não demorou muito para cumprimentá-lo, logo após Mark.
"Até parece que a gente ia perder", você respondeu rolando as órbitas afetuosamente. Observou Jennie murmurar um 'chega pra lá' para Wong e pegar o cigarro de sua mão, Nayeon já pegava o copo de Mark enquanto ele enchia um novo para si.
"Papo reto, essa festa 'tava um porre antes de vocês chegarem", Lee exclamou descendo o álcool no copinho vermelho que segurava. Você segurou a risada quando Jennie se pronunciou divertida:
"Tá todo galante por quê, hein, Marquinhos? A Nayeon não vai dormir contigo não, desencana!"
"Ah, Jennie, vai pra porra!", eles responderam juntos rindo.
Você se dispersou um pouco, procurando seu namorado. Qualquer vestígio dos cabelos desarrumados ou dos olhinhos pretinhos que você tanto ama, encontrou quase todos ali, menos ele. Jaehyun pegando alguma menina do segundo semestre, Yuta e Shotaro jogavam alguma variação de strip poker com alguns garotos e garotas, Jeno e Jaemin conversando mais calmamente e até acenaram quando te viram. O fez de volta.
"Tá procurando o Hycuk?", Yukhei indagou com um sorrisinho sacana. Te conhecia bem, na verdade, você não fazia muita questão de esconder. Jennie e Nayeon riam do seu jeitinho 'despretensioso' ao procurá-lo por aquelas cabeças adultas.
"Tô, sabe onde ele tá?"
"Por favor, diz logo pra ela antes que essa coitada exploda", Nayeon zombou. Você mostrou o dedo do meio pra ela em retorno. "Te amo amiga!"
"Ama nada, sua traíra", você murmurou brincalhona quando Mark chamou sua atenção apontando pro lado de fora. O copo na boca, no entanto, te fez grunhir. Não estava sendo muito claro.
"Tá jogando beer pong com uns caras do Bangtan, vai lá que 'cê encontra ele", o seu amigo continuou generoso. Você, animadinha, arrumou sua saia e jogou sua bolsa pra Jennie.
"Vai lá, gatinha, mas fica com o celular e manda mensagem se for ficar", ela avisou te devolvendo o aparelho e você praticamente correu pra fora.
O motivo de não tê-lo visto foi porque a mesa ficava basicamente afastada, bem pertinho da piscina, mas lá estava ele. Em toda sua glória. O Lee portava uma roupa bem mais simples do que estava acostumada, o que te indicava que os meninos, provavelmente, tiveram de arrastá-lo da cama para tal festa. A camiseta preta combinava perfeitamente com a correntinha de prata que ele usava, um presente seu.
Mal pôde conter o sorriso ao se aproximar do homem, mirando distraidamente uma bolinha de ping pong em um dos copos antes que seus amigos abrissem caminho para que você o surpreendesse. Cutucando brevemente seu ombro, esperou que o menino se virasse para que pudesse se perder na imensidade escura que eram suas irises. Você nem se preocupou em segurar o risinho divertido que escapou de seus lábios ao ver o sorrisinho sacana e preguiçoso no rosto de seu namorado se formando.
"Princesa", ele chamou abrindo os bracinhos. O jogo já havia sido esquecido quando você pulou nos braços dele para que trocassem um beijo demorado.
Mataram toda a saudade naquilo. Suas línguas dançavam indolentes, esquecendo-se rapidamente do público ao redor. Seu gloss labial se misturando com a boca dele, sentindo o gostinho de cereja que os brilhos traziam. Um ardor se instalou no seu ventre e você apertou as pernas ainda no abraço dele. Haechan tinha te levantado minimante do chão, seus braços se cruzando abaixo de sua bunda, por baixo da saia que usava.
"Arrumem um quarto, pô, ninguém é obrigado a ver isso não!", Jeon Jungkook brincou de algum canto, você honestamente não conseguia distinguir tão imersa naqueles lábios chupando os seus e deixando os arredores de sua boca vermelhos.
"A gente vai", Hyuck murmurou contra você sorrindo devagarinho. Te olhando tão lascivo enquanto te descia para o chão, você podia jurar que ele era o próprio anjo caído da perdição. Seu diabo pessoal.
Manhosa, você gemeu baixinho o beliscando.
"Ei, ei, calma!", o moreno riu enlaçando seus dedos.
"Passamos muito tempo separados, cara! Não posso sentir falta do meu namorado?", você resmungou agarrando o braço dele enquanto se afastavam dali. Conhecia excepcionalmente bem aquele caminho, a casa da piscina já entrava em seu campo de visão. "Ih, não reclamo mais."
"Hm, bom mesmo", o rapaz respondeu de volta te juntando a ele. Sua mão lhe puxando para perto por suas nádegas te fez soltar um riso estrangulado enquanto batia nos braços dele. "Fica quietinha aí enquanto eu abro, vai."
Você ofegou abrindo a boca em um perfeito 'O', em falso choque com a audácia de seu namorado.
"Que audácia é essa, Donghyuck?", você indagou risonha. O namorado revirava o molinho de chaves na mão irritadiço com a demora, você não pôde evitar de ver graça no menino. Sem se aguentar, você grudou os lábios no pescoço do moreno deixando sua trilha de beijinhos e mordidas ali. "Você tá tão lindinho hoje."
Chupando o ponto entre a juntura de seu pomo de seu pomo de adão e sua traqueia, você escutou o ofegar do namorado que ainda tentava abrir a porta do local. Sacana, você escorregou suas mãos pelo corpo dele. Uma delas na bunda dele, a outra segurando os fiozinhos pequenos em sua nuca. Puxando de levinho conforme fazia seu estrago na garganta do rapaz.
"E você toda safada", o Lee respondeu te apertando contra si. Afastou seu rostinho da curvatura do pescoço dele, os dedos dele fincavam em sua nuca num aperto gostoso que te fez sorrir preguiçosa. Os lábios inchados dele pareciam extremamente convidativos. "Sentiu tanto assim a minha falta, é?"
Você assentiu, fechando a distância entre vocês. Beijava ele de forma ociosa, deixando com que sua uma de suas pernas se encaixasse perfeitamente entre as dele aproximando suas intimidades. Você gemeu, sem vergonha nenhuma, quando ouviu o click da porta atrás de você. Não demorou muito para Haechan te empurrar para dentro e fechar a única guarnição que os separava da grande festa de fraternidade.
"Uhum", você murmurou contra os lábios dele. Enquanto Haechan mordia sua boca, você desabotoava a blusinha social que usava com a saia combinando. Assim que a peça caiu no chão, você sentiu o ar gelado bater contra seus pontinhos sensíveis e eriçados pelo tesão. Entre cada beijo, você falava:
"Daqui a pouco", beijo. "Vou ter que mudar seu contato", outro beijo. "Pra 'proibido me deixar'", mais um beijo. "'Sozinha'."
"A ideia foi sua", ele quis rebater. As mãos grandes de Hyuck foram para seus peitos, sempre obcecado, você anotou mentalmente risonha. Os dedos ágeis brincavam com os mamilos, os girando devagarinho.
"Nem sei onde eu 'tava com a cabeça", você respondeu tirando a camisa dele. A visão do peitoral bem manuseado do namorado te fez grunhir, jogou a cabeça pra trás quando ele abocanhou um de seus seios brincando com ele. "Dongsookie."
"Gostosa demais, puta que me pariu"
Você gargalhou em meio aos sons pecaminosos que seus lábios inchados soltavam, travando uma batalha entre suas mãos e o corpo dele para achar o cinto do rapaz. Demorou um pouco, mas você achou. Cintilante contra o escuro do cômodo, mas foi nele que se apoiou ao ajoelhar na frente de Lee Donghyuck com o sorriso mais pervertido que podia.
"Bebê...", ele chamou em tom de aviso.
"Shhh, fica quietinho e aproveita, vai!", você respondeu adaptando as palavras anteriores dele. O feitiço se voltando contra o feiticeiro, notou, abrindo a peça de roupa para liberar o falo rijo do coreano. Ele te xingou brincalhão, mas obedeceu suspirando.
Enquanto você masturbava o membro, dando lambidinhas tímidas aqui e ali, escutou ele dizer:
"Vou precisar tá te fazendo futura mãe dos meus filhos, não vai ter como", resmungou desconexo e você não pôde deixar de sentir borboletinhas na barriga.
Enfiando o pau lentamente na boca, respirando com clareza para não engasgar, você ficou ali vendo o moreno se transformar em nada com os seus movimentos. Fazendo a cabeça dele girar e girar, pensar somente em você e nada ao mesmo tempo. A sensação era incrível pra cacete.
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