#open shirt... wh0re!!!

[straykeedz]

9𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐦: 𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 @astraysimp, "9 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠"!

𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭! 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

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𝐭𝐰: 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐲 ; 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠) ; 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 ; 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 ; 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐢𝐯 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 ; 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 ; 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐭 ;

𝐰𝐜: 2,8 𝐤

𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐧𝐢

🔗

One thing about Han Jisung, is that he’s always horny. 

Always. Like, 24/7. And ever since the two of you got married three months ago, it’s as if something inside of him had snapped, and he became even hornier, if possible. Which brings you here, now, with you trying to cut onions and other vegetables for dinner and him, grinding his hard-on against your ass. 

“Jisung-ah…” you admonish him, pretending you don’t actually love the way his hard cock feels between your ass cheeks. 

“It’s not my fault, babe, we haven’t had sex in like a million years. Can’t blame a guy for being horny…” he mutters, pushing your hair to the side as he starts to leave open mouthed kisses on your exposed neck. 

“We had sex this morning, Ji,” you point out, trying to focus on slicing the onions rather than the wetness that’s beginning to pool in your panties when Jisung’s hands grip your hips. 

“A million years, exactly my point,” he huffs against your skin, now licking and sucking on your neck. 

You roll your eyes, and chuckle at his eagerness. Honestly, it’s kind of flattering, the way he always craves your body - it makes you feel like you’re truly beautiful as he claims you are, and throughout the years it has helped boosting your self esteem a lot. Hyping you up whenever you’re wearing an outfit he particularly loves - which happens at least once a day, smothering you with kisses all over your face and body, especially when he catches you getting ready in front of the bathroom mirror. These are just a few things he does on a daily basis, together with bending you over the nearest surface and fucking you stupid. 

Getting married didn’t really change anything for you - or if it did, it was only for the better. 

Jisung put a ring on your finger exactly one year after the two of you had started going out together, but truth be told, he mentioned he wanted to marry you on your first date. Oh, to think you nearly blocked his number after texting your best friend “on a date rn and this dude is WEIRD”. And now here you are - with him groping you and pressing his erection between your asscheeks while you’re making dinner. 

“‘M so horny, babe…” he mumbles, leaving a trail of kisses from your jawline to that spot behind your ear that he knows drives you crazy, until his lips brush the nape of your neck, which sends a shiver down your spine and makes you arch your back. 

“Ah, aren’t you hungry? Don’t you want me to make you dinner?” You suck in a breath when his fingers slip under your oversized shirt, which is technically his, and caress the skin of your stomach. 

It doesn’t take that long for you to realize you literally served it to him on a silver plate, but it’s too late to take it back now. 

“It seems to me that I’ve got dinner right here,” he chuckles, fingers wandering down, down, until they reach the hem of your panties. Then, he lands a light pat on your clothed mound, and you gasp. “Lemme eat you out, babe, please.”

Han Jisung - always desperate when it comes to sex, even though you have plenty.  

“Fine,” you give in - it was just a matter of seconds, you know you can’t resist him. “But you better be quick if you want me to make you ramyeon for dinner,” you warn him.

Jisung doesn’t answer, he simply withdraws his fingers from inside your pajamas and literally drops to his knees behind you. Then, he hooks his fingers on each side of your pants, and pulls them down your thighs together with your panties, revealing your naked butt. He bites his lip at the sight, then lands a slap on one of your asscheeks. 

“Perfect ass,” he mutters under his breath, before kissing the very same spot he’d previously slapped. “Can’t believe it’s all mine,” he’s thinking out loud at this point. “Bend over, babe,” he tells you, and you immediately drop the knife in your hand and do as he said, and you hear him groan from behind you at the sight of your bare pussy. “Just like this pussy…” he spreads your asscheeks with his hands, “all fucking mine.”

You grip the counter when he licks a stripe that goes all the way from your clit to your entrance. He knows all the places that drive you crazy, so he’s quick to swirl his tongue around your sensitive clit, sucking on it until he feels your legs begin to shake. Him eating you out from behind is even hotter, you think, and even though you can’t see his face you’re absolutely sure he looks completely fucked out - pupils blown, cheeks flustered, with his own spit and your arousal dribbling from his chin. He hums against your skin as he captures your clit with his hot, swollen lips and sucks hard. 

“My pussy,” his words are muffled, his face literally  pressed against your folds. “Mine,” he repeats with a low grunt. “Tell me it’s fuckin’ mine, babe,” he whines as he continues to stimulate your clit with his tongue. 

“It’s yours,” it’s your turn to whine. You’ve been trying to keep quiet so far since your neighbors are a true pain in the ass and like to complain about every fucking thing - and yes, you received complains about how loud you and Jisung are during sex, but it’s impossible for you to keep your mouth shut now, especially with how good he’s eating you out. “Don’t stop, please. Please, ‘m so close,” you beg - his favorite sound in the world. 

Jisung would never stop. Yes, he likes edging, but he likes it on himself - you? He’d never not let you cum, especially when you’re asking so nicely. So he does exactly what you need him to - with his nose brushing the sensitive skin between your entrance and your other hole, he makes you cum by repeatedly lapping your clit until he feels your legs tremble and shake. You muffle a sob, covering your mouth with the palm of your hand as you grip harder on the counter until your knuckles turn white - releasing all over Jisung’s mouth and chin.

Just like edging, Jisung likes overstimulation when it’s performed on him - he knows you’re not that into it, so he pulls away as soon as he’s sure you’ve let it all out. Wiping your release off his face using a napkin or his t-shirt sounds like a waste, so he just uses his tongue to lick his lips and chin, savoring the way you taste as he pulls your pajama pants up. 

The aching problem between his legs is still there, though. As soon as you turn around to face your husband, your eyes take in the mouthwatering sight of the tent in his grey sweats that leave nothing to the imagination. Now it’s you who’s desperate, pussy aching for his cock. 

“Fuck, bedroom, now.”

Jisung grins cockily. “Thought you just wanted something quick?”

“Yeah, we can always get ramyeon delivered.”

“That’s my wife,” he chuckles, and the next thing you know he’s picking you up bridal style and heading to your bedroom, but your heart skips a beat at the word wife coming out of his mouth. 

You two are soulmates, there’s no other way to explain the overwhelming feeling that fills both of your hearts whenever you look into each other’s eyes. As he lays you down on the mattress with all the care in the world and lies down between your legs, Jisung doesn’t stop staring into your eyes as he keeps wondering how the hell did he get so lucky. Little does he know, you’re wondering the exact same thing. 

“You’re the love of my life, you know that?” he whispers, fingers toying with a lock of hair that fell right in front of your face. 

“I’d hope so, you married me,” you giggle, then kiss the tip of his nose and don’t miss the way his cheeks turn pink. 

“I’m serious,” he says. “I’m so happy I married you.”

“Ah, Jisung, you can’t say things like that to me! You’re gonna make me cry,” you pout, your eyes teary. 

“No, no, no crying! ‘M sorry, back to fucking.”

There he is, the little perv.

He undresses you quickly, and he swears his dick got even harder at the sight of your hardened nipples on full display for him - he wraps his lips around one of them, as he takes your pajama pants off and throws them across the room without a care in the world. Then, he does the exact same thing with your panties. With his gorgeous wife lying on his bed, naked just for him, he knows he’s not gonna last long. Kneeling on the mattress right between your legs, he crosses his arms over his chest to take off his oversized t-shirt. 

“Mhh, someone’s been working out,” you bite your lip, running your fingers over his abs. 

“Yeah, Bin’s workout routine is crazy, but it’s finally paying off,” he chuckles. “You like it?”, he asks you. 

“Looks sexy on you,” you nod, “but I like you either way, whether you have abs or not doesn’t really matter-“

You’re cut off by Jisung pulling down his sweats, freeing his hard cock. He’s not wearing underwear, the little slut. You gasp at the sight of his rock hard length, tip red and leaking pre-cum already, balls full, ready to be milked. He’s staring at your pussy while licking his lips, no thoughts on his mind apart from how much he wants to pump you full of cum right now. It’s not a want, actually - it’s a need.

“Fuck, babe, you’re so hot. How are you so hot? Drive me fuckin’ crazy,” he mutters, “make me so fuckin’ hard, you see?” He pumps his hard cock a few times and holds back a whimper, but you don’t miss the way his dick twitches in his hand.

“You make me so wet, too, Ji,” you whine, looking him in the eye as you circle your clit with your own fingers, making sure you’re wet enough for when he slips inside. You are wet enough - dripping, in fact, especially from the mind-blowing orgasm he just gave you. 

“You’re gonna make me cum so soo, fuck. Turn around, babe, lie on your tummy,” Jisung says eagerly.

There’s a thing that Jisung loves to do during sex, and that thing is holding your hand. 

Lame and cheesy, one may think, but there’s a reason behind it - ever since the two of you got married, he loves to see your fingers intertwined and look at your wedding bands as he pounds you hard into the mattress. To him, there’s nothing better than having you lying on your stomach, him on top of you - his favorite position, as he fucks his cock into you. 

He’s between your legs within seconds, his hard cock in his hand, ready to align it to your wet entrance. There’s no better feeling than the one of slipping inside of you, feeling your hot, wet walls hugging every inch of his cock perfectly, as if you were made for him. When the tip of his cock finally parts your folds and enters you, he swears he saw God. With one hand gripping your hip, he eases his throbbing length inside of you slowly, giving you enough time to adjust to the stretch. 

“Oh my God,” he whines when he’s only halfway in, “shit, how are you so tight? We fuck every day, fuck, my cock spends more time inside your pretty pussy than inside my pants - and you’re still so fucking tight. Suckin’ me right in, babe, shit,” he moans, finally bottoming out, and you whine as well. 

He lets go of your hip, then presses his body against yours so that his chest is pressed against your back as he takes a few deep breaths. He feels big inside of you, he is big, after all - filling you up perfectly, brushing all the right spots inside of you. 

“You feel so good, Ji,” you sigh and arch your back when he starts to leave soft kisses on the nape of your neck - one of your most erogenous zones. 

When he taps the palm of his hand on the mattress, you know exactly what he wants, so you place your own hand on top of his. You can physically feel the way his cock throbs once his eyes take in the sight of your fingers intertwined and your wedding bands together. 

“God, I love this so much,” he grunts, as he starts to thrust himself inside of you, his forehead pressed against the back of your neck as he lifts his hips a bit to allow his cock to hit that special spot inside of you. “You’re mine, fuck, all mine,” he whimpers, “‘This pretty pussy ’s all mine, shit, ‘m so fuckin’ lucky I married you,” he’s rambling, completely pussy drunk. 

Another kiss is placed right in the middle of your shoulders as he keeps on pounding faster inside of you, making sure to not go too hard since he knows you’re way more sensitive in this position since it allows you to feel him even deeper. There’s something delicious in the way his hips meet the skin of your ass with each thrust - sounds of skin slapping on skin are filling the room together with your loud moans and whines. You don’t give a fuck about your neighbors, not when your husband is fucking you so good. He holds your hand even tighter, and when you feel his cock throb inside of you, you know he’s close. 

“You close already, hm?” You ask him between choked sounds, not to make fun of him - you actually think it’s hot that he’s so whipped for your pussy. “You gonna cum for me? You gonna fill me up?”

He nods, panting. “Yeah, ‘m gonna cum,” he whines, the sounds of his balls slapping against your skin is all that fills your ears, together with his heavy breathing, “lift your hips, babe, let me play with your clit. Fuck, let me make you cum,” he moans. You oblige immediately, and he wastes no time in pushing a couple of his fingers in his mouth to coat them in spit.

His hand slips between your legs, the pads of his fingers finding their place on your puffy clit, and he begins to draw tight circles on it, determined to get you off at the same time as him. 

“Can’t wait to fill you up,” he huffs, his cock hitting a deeper spot inside of you with the way your back is arched, “‘m gonna fill you to the brim, fuck. Gonna pump you so full of cum your damn pill’s gonna fuckin’ fail you,” he grunts, holding your hand tighter. 

“Please, do,” you whine. 

“Fuck, you want that, huh?” Jisung’s hips slap against yours hard and fast - you’re both so, so close. “Want me to fuck a baby into you that bad, huh?”

Neither of you is thinking straight right now, the words are just rolling off your tongues automatically. 

“‘M gonna cum, Ji, ‘m gonna cum so hard,” you tighten your grip on his hand and arch your back even more as your orgasm hits you, harder than the previous one and much more intense - that’s the effect his cock has on you. 

Jisung cums as well as soon as he hears your pretty moans and feels your sweet cunt clenching around him, milking him dry, and as soon as his gaze falls on your wedding rings - the symbol of your love. White ropes of cum shoot right inside of you, coating your walls in his seed and his thrust inside of you come to an abrupt halt. “‘M fuckin’ cumming, babe. ‘M fucking filling you up,” he pulls his fingers away from your clit and places them on your hip, gripping your flesh tight. 

His body collapses on top of yours, and he starts to leave small pecks on the naked skin of your shoulders. His cock is softening inside of you, and you cal already feel his cum starting to drip out of your hole, but you don’t really care - you love this type of intimacy with him, you crave it. So you stay like this for a while, catching your breaths, with him on top of you nuzzling your skin with the tip of his nose as he leaves soft kisses here and there.

But little do you know that it won’t take long before you and your husband find out you’re in for a big surprise, one that’ll change your lives forever.

🔗

-> 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭! “𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧” 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝.

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[skulla-rxcks]

Wanna do you.

Paring: Bang Chan, Changbin x fem reader

Rating: explicit

Genre: smut

Warnings: cre4mpie, unprotected, bl0wj0bs, use of slut and wh0re, degrading

Day 4 of k-tober

Taglist: @f3lix00 @channiesgoodgirl @mal-lunar-28

May have gotten carried away with this :p

!THIS IS PURE FICTION, NOTHING IN THIS IS REAL ITS JUST A STORY!

Sometimes not enough controllers is a good thing..

“You could’ve just bought another controller on your way here if you want to play so badly.” I roll my eyes, my fingers mashing the buttons on my controller as I fight against Chan in smash. “But Chan didn’t have to! It’s YOUR house, YOUR console so YOU should’ve gotten one more for your ‘guest’!” Changbin whines. “..how about after this round we all do something together, and Binnie can choose, yeah?” Chan says, trying to keep the peace in the room.

I nod in response, sighing quietly. And once again the rooms filled with the sound of button mashing, Chan ended up winning this time around, I won earlier though. As I Exit the game I feel Changbin wrapping his hands around my chest, hugging me from behind. I Look at him, “what are you doing?” I whimper out, flustered at the sudden movement. “I’ve decided what we should do next.. wanna do you” he whispers placing a kiss on my neck, causing me to shiver.

Chan clears his throat loudly and we both look at him. “Mind if I join you guys?” Chan asks awkwardly, “It’ll feel weird watching if you uh, go through with it I mean..” Just as Chan finishes talking I’m pulled into my bedroom by Changbin, Chan following shortly after. “I’m taking her mouth.” Binnie mumbles as Chan pushes me against the bed.

“fine by me.. gonna fucking break you..” Chan says, pulling my panties and jeans off in one quick swipe. “Mmm so wet already.” He smirks, licking his lips before unbuttoning his pants and pulling his dick out, rubbing it against my folds. “C-Channie…” I moan, eyes rolling back as he thrusts into my already wet cunt. As I’m paying attention to the feeling Chans giving me I’m startled as Changbin violently thrusts into my mouth, making two dicks on both ends of my body, fucking my holes. “oh god.. what are good girl you are,such a good girl.. being little whore for us to use yeah? handling two cocks stuffing your slutty little holes..mmf so good” Chan chuckles, ripping my shirt open and spanking my tits. “Fuck.. her throat is so tight, it’s literally made for my dick.. ahh..” Changbin groans out.

I try to respond. but nothing comes out other than muffled moans. I can’t even speak due to how deep Binnie is in my throat. I buck my hips forward; trying to get more of Chan’s cock, wanting him deeper, no. I NEED him deeper. Changbins hand wraps around my neck, choking me slightly as he pushes himself deeper into my mouth. Tears begin streaming down my face, I’m filled with pain and pleasure, it’s a wonderful feeling.

“Binnie, pull out real quick. Gonna turn this slut over.” Changbin nods as he does what Chan says, not long after I’m turned over on my hands and knees; taking both of their dicks at once, again. Binnie takes his dick out of my mouth and slaps the side of my face with it playfully. “Oh..f-fuck..” I moan, vibrations flowing through my body as Chan picks up his speed.

“Fuck her harder Chan. Break her.” Changbin smirks before pushing his length back into my mouth. “Want me to cum in your mouth?” He asks. I nod in response, certain that I want my mouth to be used completely. I decide to clench my pussy around Chans cock; eager to hear him degrade me and treat me like a fucktoy, like he was doing with his words. “Fucking.. don’t do that. Don’t you fucking dare clench around me.. you whore.. I’ll spank you if you do that again, yeah?” He growls hotly, clearly annoyed by what I did. “P…please..” I manage to whine out as my throat is still getting violently fucked by Changbin’s cock.

“Slut.” Chan says, spanking my ass, hard. Not just once; a good 10 fucking times, making me whine in pain. “Oh, she likes getting roughed up, huh?” Binnie grins deviously. Grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling it upwards, forcing himself deeper down my throat. “‘m gonna cum in your pretty little mouth..” he says, grabbing my head and holding it still as he fills my mouth with his seed. Some spills out and drips down my chin, getting onto my bedsheets, before pulling out of my mouth.

“Chan, switch places with me, I wanna fuck her pussy.” He says. “Let me fill her up first alright? I’m sure this little slut wants my cum. Don’t you, hm?” Chan asks, spanking me once again. “M-mhm yes..” I moan out. “Yes what? What do you want me to do baby girl?” “I want you to fill me like you own me..” I move my body back sightly. “Good girl.” Chan chuckles, I can just imagine the smirk on his face. “Fuck.” He sighs, I feel him finally climax filling me up real good, as he pulls out I can feel his warm cum dripping out of me.

“My turn to use your tight little hole now.” Changbin postions his dick at my entrance and pushes into me, making me gasp. He’s a little shorter than Chan but a bit wider instead. Causing me to whine at the stretch. Chan walks over and pushes into my mouth, pulling my hair way rougher than Binnie did.

“Shit.. her throat is good, you were right.. you gonna be a good girl, swallowing my cock while Binnie stuffs you full?” He smirks, beginning to thrust into my throat. “M-mhm” My eyes roll back, Chan is going way deeper in my mouth than Changbin was, I love it. I love the feeling of getting used by two of my friends at once, it’s pure bliss.

“You feel so good I’m gonna fill you up already… I bet Chan’s close too” Changbin groans, his thrusts getting more and more sloppy as he slowly fills me up with his cum.

“Damn right I am, f-fuck! Cumming!” He moans, pulling my hair harder as he fills my throat. Both of them pull out looking at the mess they’ve made of me. “Mm we really used her good..” Binnie giggles, looking at the mixture of both of their cum dripping down, out of my hole.

“I guess this makes up for not having a third controller, haha” Chan laughs softly.

#~skulla rxcks #stray kids smut #skz smut #kpop smut #bang chan smut #bangchan smut #changbin smut #Chang bin smut

[itsmealaiah]

In the back of hot topic

From my poll a couple days ago ❤️❤️ 🫶

Tags/ warnings: public smut, dressing room quickie, p in v, orgasm denial, begging, slight cursing and fingering, slut-shaming, use of the word wh0re.

MDNI ⚠️

Your POV:

"Hey tom what do you think of this top?" I asked, opening the door to get his opinion. It was a little midriff which exposed part of my stomach, light blue coloring, and was accompanied with spaghetti straps. He looked up at me, swiping his tongue over his lip ring, which drove me a little insane.

"I think it looks gorgeous on you schatzi, everything always does" He smirked, nearing closer to me, shutting the dressing room door behind us. "Great! Do you think I should buy it?" I questioned, turning to face the mirror. "You don't have to buy anything liebe, I got you" He kissed the exposed part of my shoulder, goosebumps marking my skin.

His arms wrapped around the bare section of my stomach, lips finding a spot on my neck to leave marks. "Tom, not now, we're in the back of a store" I shook my head, shooing him away and grabbing another top to try on. "Aw c'mon" He pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.

"No" I responded, sliding the shirt over my head, revealing my lacy bra. "You're killing me over here love" He sat down on the small bench they placed in here, eyes devouring me right up. I smiled, putting the small top in my hands on. It was more detailed, but more revealing, lining right under my breasts.

"That looks good" He mumbled, still a hint of anger in his tone. "Don't be like that, this is supposed to be a nice shopping trip for us," I grabbed his chin, forcing his eyes to meet my own. He scoffed and pursed his lips. "I just don't want to have sex in a dressing room where literally anyone and everyone could hear us" I exclaimed, taking off the top once again.

He got up, cupping my mouth with his hand, both of us looking into the mirror. My eyes were a little bit wide, slightly shell-shocked. His hands made quick work at my skirt, tearing it down along with my underwear, and when he was finished, he unbuckled his belt, tugging down his baggy jeans.

The tent in his boxers was huge, and I gulped. His hand was still covering my mouth, small breaths leaving my lips. "Then be quiet for me, okay love?" He asked, eyes showing a bit of sympathy. I nodded, and his shirt was thrown across the floor, his boxers following suit soon after. He held onto my hips, guiding himself in, and I gasped, his hand coming up to cover my lips again.

"What did I say? Be quiet" He smacked my ass, not too rough, but hard enough to leave a small mark. I obliged silently, my eyes drifting up to the mirror once again. My face was contorted from the intense waves of pleasure tom was causing with each thrust, my body rocking at every one.

"So fucking good for me you little slut" He groaned lowly, and I whimpered into his hand. "You better stay quiet or you're not going to cum" He promised, looking at my reflection. My breasts were bouncing around, his large, veiny hand making sure not a single moan, whimper, or whine could be heard.

"Doing so well for me you whore" He growled, fingers teasing my slick, rubbing circles on the flesh. I winced, eyes shutting momentarily, as I grew closer to the edge. "Gonna cu-cum" my voice muffled through his hand, and he stopped thrusting. I whined, angered by this sudden move.

He sensed this, turning me to face him, throwing me up against the mirror, my back hitting the glass so hard it could've shattered, but I didn't care. I just needed him. He began to pound in and out of my hole, his head nearly thrown back at the heightening sensation of pure, unadulterated pleasure. I moaned, and he shot a glare at me.

"Fine." He huffed, still pressing me up against the smudged glass. "Guess you're not cumming then" I scoffed angrily as his hands were wrapped around my waist. "That's not fair" I protested, and he laughed. "Oh yeah?" He held back a chuckle. "How so?" I thought for a moment, and then answered smugly. "I'm bound to make some noise, you would too"

He flicked his lip ring, and then whispered in my ear "How would you know?" My face flushed to a light shade of pink as his hot breath lingered. "Exactly" He said, before thrusting once again. I gasped, my head falling backward as his lips sucked on one of my breasts, lapping at the areole.

"Ah- tom, too much!" I whimpered, the pleasure he was causing was going straight to my head, and caused me not to think straight. Tiny little noises kept leaving my throat as I was rocked up and down by tom. "You can take it you slut, you always do" He growled once again, bottoming out. My face twisted, eyebrows furrowing as he kept sliding nearly all the way back out, and then back in at such a rough pace I might not be able to walk out of this damn store.

"Good little whore, taking my fat cock so well" He grunted, fingers rubbing harshly. I cried out as I came, my juices coating tom's length as he finished inside me. "God you're so good for me" He captured my lips in a rough kiss, attacking the soft skin. I moaned into his mouth, and he smirked against me. He helped me down, putting my clothes back on my shaking frame and dressed himself as well, drying up the mess we had made.

"You don't have to buy me anything from here tom, I don't really like most of what I have in here anyways." I reassured him, but he shook his head. "No" He said, grabbing the small tops. "Think of it as a small thank you, and as a debt. You can repay me when we get home" He grinned wickedly, leading me out of the dressing room.

a/n: hopefully this was good, sorry if it's short 😥

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Kinkmas 2

🔞Minors Do Not Interact🔞

A/N: I feel like this would be Lo'ak's jam. Like it just fits. I can't explain why. I just feel it lol. All characters are aged up!

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Pairing: Lo'ak x Fem!Human!Reader

Warnings: Titty Fucking, Making Out, Oral (kinda?), Facial

Lo’ak’s large frame hovered above you leaving deep purple bruises on your neck here and there where he saw fit. Your body squirmed beneath him and your head fell back to open up your neck more to him. Your back arched as one of his legs easily pushed between your thighs. “I just love you so much, baby. Everything about you is just so perfect.” he says with his fingers gripping your hips hard enough that you’re sure they’ll leave marks for people to see tomorrow. He trails his fingers from your hip up your thigh, up your waist and to your chest. 

“Yeah, right. You probably say that to your Na’vi girlfriend too.” you tease, making him laugh.

“Never. Na’vi girls don’t have anything on you.” His hands continue to cruise up and down your figure, squeezing and groping here and there. 

“Especially here.” Lo’ak squeezes at your breasts that filled up basically half of his hand. He groans deeply watching the soft flesh spill between his fingers. 

You giggle lightly at his entranced face knowing exactly what he was thinking. 

“You wanna?” you simply ask. His ears and eyes shoot up in excitement and his tail starts to wave happily behind him.A near-frantic nod of his head has you pulling your shirt off over your head and unhooking your bra. The amazement on Lo’ak’s face is quickly replaced with pure hungry lust while he undoes his tewng. 

You lie back and let him carefully climb on top of you. The heavy presence of his cock on your chest is a welcome weight as he closes your tits around it. He starts with slow, careful strokes to find his rhythm. Lo’ak’s  head falls back and his eyes close, reveling in the heavenly enveloping feeling of you. 

“Fuuuck…” he breathes letting his chin fall to his chest and his eyebrows scrunch together. His pace slowly increases and the clear beads of precum spill steadily onto your skin. 

Your eyes lock with his as you open your mouth to catch the tip in your mouth. He sucks in a breath through gritted teeth. 

“Shit babe…oh, fuck I love yuo so much.”

The small smile on your face only eggs him on more. “I love you too, Lo. Show me how much you love me.”

A deep, satisfied groan rumbles in his chest while he continues to chase his high with your tits. All it takes is one little suck on his tip to have him unraveling on top of you. Hot spurts of cum shoot onto your face and onto your tongue. His abs flex and his thighs shake as he rides out his climax before falling over onto his side on your bed. 

The rapid rise and fall of his chest makes you laugh a bit seeing this large man become weak in the knees for you. It would never get old. 

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[writing-wh0re]

Oh thank you for tagging me🙂❤

So w the prompts I was thinking Gojo for

“What the fuck is a work husband?” or “You’re stupid if you think they just want to be friends.” 

Or maybe Nanami for The Professor AU idk I couldn't pick They just seem to fit them

All writing will be #writing-wh0re-requests

Pairing: Professor!Nanami x Student!Reader (Female anatomy described)

Words: 2,346

Warnings: Smut18+, Sir kink, Praise Kink, Unprotected Sex, Language, Fingering, Blowjob, Cum (?), Hair pulling, Semi-Public Sex A/N:Thank you for sending in a request! I tried to mix Professor Nanami and "You're stupid if you think they just want to be friends." Hopefully I did this justice!

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“All right, all right, settle down.” 

The whole lecture hall goes silent at Nanami’s voice, everyone falling into their seats and waiting for his instruction. I shamelessly drag my eyes up his body, his cream pants paired with a blue button up and spotted yellow tie, all complimenting his glasses. 

“It’s rude to stare.” I roll my eyes at Jacob’s whispered words, sighing as the guys around me laugh. God I hate that I ended up in this seat at the start of semester. 

Professor Nanami looks over in our direction, clearly hearing the snickering between the guys. I watch as he pushes his glasses higher up his nose; My mind wanders to what his hands would feel like on my body. My skin falls hot, quickly uncrossing and crossing my legs having quickly worked myself up. 

Class continues quickly, covering what's expected on our upcoming exam. 

“Y/n, psst.” I keep my eyes forward, not wanting to engage with Nathan. 

“Oi!” Nathan quickly covers his shout with a cough, Professor Nanami keeps his eyes towards us as he continues to speak. 

“Y/n.” 

“What?!” I whisper, looking over my shoulder at Nathan. He smirks at me, dragging his tongue along his lips before whispering. 

“Busy tonight?”

I roll my eyes and face forward, noticing Professor Nanami with his arms crossed, almost bursting from his shirt. He continues to speak to the class, his eyes glued to Nathan with a slight frown on his face. 

“Our frat’s having a party, be there by 8.” Luke whispers beside me. 

“I’d rather no-”

“Y/n, something you’d like to share?”

My mouth falls dry, most of the class quickly spin around to look at me, most of the females keeping their eyes on him. 

“No Sir, sorry.” 

Professor Nanami chuckles, tisking as he shakes his head. 

“See me after class.” 

I quickly nod, my face covered in blush at the embarrassment of the situation. 

The class continues slowly, my heart continuing to pound in my chest as I watch the minutes tick by, racking my brain for a good apology to give him. 

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“Alright, remember your exam is next week, see you all Thursday.” Professor Nanami states as the sea of bodies pile out of the room. I slowly pack up my things, making my way over to his desk. I take a deep breath in, slowly calming myself down, which doesn’t seem to work as Nanami takes a seat in his chair, his legs spread wide. 

“Sir, I just want to say that I’m-”

“You’re stupid if you think they just want to be friends” 

My mouth opens and closes, not expecting him to cut me off, especially not like that. I knit my eyebrows together. 

“They aren't friends.” I mumble, shocked that I gave that impression, god does everyone think that? 

“Speak up.” 

“They’re not my friends sir.” 

Nanami chuckles a slight smirk on his lips, his fingers rubbing his cheek. 

“Good.”  

My fingers fidget with the hem of my skirt, my stomach filled with butterflies. I look over towards the door before looking back at Nanami who is now circling paper work on his desk. I slowly spin on my heel walking towards the door, before I can exit Nanami speaks up. 

“I have a spot for you at the front, you’ll sit there in our next class.” Nanami’s eyes trail up my body, his eyes lingering on the hem of my skin as I nod. 

“Thank you Sir.” 

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I quickly look at my phone, running through the grounds of the university to make it to Nanami’s class, I haven’t ever been this late. 

I take a deep breath before opening the door and slipping into the lecture. I spot Jacob and the other guys as they wave at me. I frown slightly, quickly flicking my eyes to Nanami as he points to a seat directly in front of his desk. Relief and embarrassment washes over me, a few odd looks coming from other female students as I sit down in the seat. I feel my phone vibrate on the desk, flipping it over and seeing a text from Jacob. I skim over the text, 

‘Teacher’s pet’ 

I ignore the text and flip my phone back over. Focusing on Nanami, taking a few notes and listening to the other student’s questions. 

Nanami takes a seat at his desk, gesturing while he talks as my eyes focus on his arms flexing. I bite my lip, my mind wandering as I catch Nanami’s eye, blush floods my cheeks as I squirm in my chair, crossing my legs which causes Nanami to smirk and continue his train of thought. 

The lecture continues smoothly, my phone vibrating every now and again, catching Nanami’s attention every time. The lecture finishes earlier than normal as everyone piles out of the room Nanami stops me. 

“Show me your phone.” 

“What?” I question, causing Nanami to sigh and lean against his desk, with his arms folded. 

“You aren’t dumb, you heard me.” 

I hand Nanami my phone, unlocking it and watching him scroll through the text messages from the guys. Nanami shakes his head and chuckles. 

“Boys, have you slept with any of them?” 

My mouth falls open at his question as he waits for my response. 

“No, boys aren’t my type.” 

My brain screams at my confidence, slightly cheering myself on for such a bold answer. 

Nanami smirks, pushing his glasses up higher on his nose, his hands resting back on the desk to support his body. 

“You’ve always intrigued me.” 

Butterflies erupt inside of me, a smile on my face as I look away from Nanami. 

“Same goes for you Sir.” 

“Kento, when it's just you and me.” 

“Kento.” I whisper, liking how it sounds rolling off my tongue. 

The tension between us is thick, our eyes explore each other mentally undressing the other. I drop my bag on the ground, stepping closer to Nanami as he closes the distance between us. His hands cup my cheeks, tilting my head up to his, his eyes flick to my lips a small smile on his lips before he kisses me. I place my hands on his chest, feeling the hardness of his body, my fingers gripping his button up, both of us relaxing into the kiss. 

Nanami deepens the kiss, he moans against my lips sending waves of arousal to my core. His fingers tangle in my hair, gently pulling at the strands as I moan into our kiss. Nanami bites my lip, pulling away from me, his pupils blown, filled with lust. He spins us around, placing me on the desk before walking away from me. My chest rises and falls, watching as he locks the door to the lecture hall, Nanami loosens his tie as he approaches me. Standing in between my legs, his hand caresses my cheek. 

“This is dangerous.” 

Nanami chuckles, slowly nodding in agreement with me. 

“If you dont want this, tell me.” 

“I want you.” 

Nanami lets out a shaky breath, his hands move to my hips pulling me closer to him, thankfully the desk provides me with extra height. He runs his hands down to my thighs, slipping them under my skirt causing my breath to hitch. 

His lips press against mine, my fingers running through his hair, his hands grip my thighs. He trails his kisses down my neck, softly biting and sucking my skin. Soft moans fill the air around us, I wrap one leg around his waist, pulling him against me and grinding against his clothed bulge. 

Nanami groans at my actions, his hands moving down my thighs to my ass, gripping the supple skin and helping to guide my hips against him. 

I guide his lips back to mine, tangling our tongues together, both of us moaning against each other. His fingers drag up my thigh, pressing against my clothed clit causing my breath to hitch. Nanami pulls away from our kiss, looking down at his hand. He pulls my panties to the side, softly dragging his fingers up and down my pussy. 

“You’re so wet baby.” 

I moan in response, nodding causing him to smirk and lick his lips. He keeps his eyes locked on mine as he slips his fingers past my folds, slowly tracing my clit causing me to bite my lip.

“Don’t be shy, let me hear you.” 

Nanami slips two fingers inside of me, his thumb circling my clit as I tilt my head back, his name falling from my lips in a moan. 

“Again.” 

“Kento, fuck.” I moan, his pace picking up slightly, his lips back on mine, his tongue fighting against mine. I continue to moan into his mouth, the sound of his fingers pulling in and out of my drenched pussy fill the air. 

“You’re so tight honey, am I going to fit?” 

My pussy tightens around his fingers at the thought of his cock. Nanami chuckles, kissing my neck. He stands back, pulling his fingers from me and sucking on them. My mouth falls open in shock, hearing him moan at my taste. 

Nanami quickly undoes his belt, pulling his hard cock out. 

“Fuck.” 

Nanami smirks, pumping his cock as I watch, wondering if he will fit. He pulls me closer to the edge of the desk, dragging the tip of his cock up and down my slit, smearing my wetness down his cock. His eyes lock with mine, silently asking for permission as I nod. 

I open my legs a little wider, allowing for Nanami to place his hands under my knees, sliding into me as both of us moan. 

“Look at that baby, such a good girl.” 

My pussy tightens around him, earning a deep groan to fall from his lips. 

“Mm, my good girl.” 

I whimper in response, moving my hips with his as he continues to thrust in and out of me. His cock stretches me perfectly, his pace is slow, savouring the way we melt into one. 

“Kento, please.” 

Nanami tilts his head back sighing, picking up his pace as he places my legs on his chest, my ankles resting on his shoulders. I lay back on the desk, my hands groping my breasts through my shirt as Nanami kept his eyes focused on my actions. His arms wrap around my legs on his chest, pulling me closer to him, his muscles flex as he rocks in and out of me. A sight I will definitely keep in my brain. 

I run my hand from my breast to my clit, rubbing fast circles on the sensitive bud, my back arching off the desk. 

“Cum for me Y/n.” 

“God, Sir don’t stop.” 

Nanami moans at the nickname, his thrusts speeding up as his free hand falls to my boob, slipping his hand under my shirt to caress my skin. 

“Right there, yes, yes.” 

My body tenses before a wash of release washes over me. My skin tingles and my legs slightly shake against his chest, my pussy tightening around him. 

“Taking me so well baby.” 

I whimper in response, small aftershocks ticking through my body as Nanami continues to pull in and out of me. The sound of my wetness fills the air, his thrusts slowing. 

“Fuck, I’m close.” 

“Cum in my mouth Sir.” 

Nanami’s breath hitches as his thrusts stop, his eyes search mine as I sit up, pushing him away from me. I whimper as his cock slips from inside me, standing on wobbly legs before falling to my knees in front of him. I tilt my head back, sticking my tongue out and batting my eyelashes up at him. 

“Fuck.” Nanami sighs, his hand gripping my ponytail, pulling my head back, allowing for him to slide inside my mouth. I hallow my cheeks, my tongue swirling under him as he fucks my throat. My eyes water slightly, my hands holding his thighs as his grip on my hair loosens slightly before guiding my mouth on his cock. 

I watch as Nanami’s mouth falls open, his eyes fixated on his cock disappearing between my lips, his fingers gripping my hair tighter causing my moan to vibrate around him. 

“I’m cumming, fuck Y/n.” 

I keep my eyes on him, watching his jaw tighten before a string of curse words fall from his lips. His eyes closing and his grip loosening as hot ropes of cum cover my throat. I place my hand around his cock, pumping a few times causing his moans to echo through the room. I slip his dick past my lips with a small pop and showing him my cum covered tongue before swallowing. 

Nanami stares at me in surprise, his eyes widened slightly as I drag my thumb across my lips before sucking it. 

“Thank you Sir.” I whisper

Nanami stays quiet, his heavy breathing the only sound coming from him. He pulls me up to his height, his lips falling against mine, his hands resting on my hips. We pull away from each other, quickly making ourselves more presentable as I grab my things. 

Nanami hands me his phone, leaning against his desk with his arms folded, much like he was at the start. 

“Add your number and let me know when you’re free” 

Blush hits my cheeks as the butterflies fill my stomach. I quickly type my number in, handing his phone back to him. 

“Text me whenever, I can clear my schedule.” 

Nanami nods, reaching his hand out to me and pulling me against his body, his lips lock with mine, his hands groping my ass as I moan against his lips. He smirks into our kiss, pulling away from me and caressing my cheek. 

I quickly peck his lips before slipping from his embrace and walking towards the door. I twist the lock and open the handle, feeling my phone vibrate as I check the notification. 

‘9pm, Apartment 15, 112th street.’ 

I look over my shoulder as Nanami winks and sits down at his desk before opening papers to read. 

‘Looking forward to it Kento x” 

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Sunday sentences

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changing it up a bit. who wants some of the Unless finale? 👀

Eddie’s warm when he wakes to a bedroom full of bright sunlight. A little too warm maybe but he also has more than six feet and two hundred pounds of golden retriever octopus wrapped all around him. And how can he complain about that? He shifts slightly until he can press a kiss into Buck’s unruly, sleep mussed curls and then cradles Buck’s head to his own chest. 

The faint scent of his citrus coconut shampoo still lingers in his hair and Eddie breathes deeply, letting the sweetness flood into his lungs and turn everything inside him to golden melted butter. Has he ever felt happiness like this? He’s relaxed, comfortable, loved in a way that feels joyful and safe, in a way he wholeheartedly returns. He doesn’t have to change who he is, he doesn’t have to shut off anything he feels, he can freely give and receive as much as he wants, as much as humanly possible. 

If he thought he couldn’t feel any better or more loved, it changes immediately when Buck nuzzles against him, hugs him tighter, and breathes his name like he’s the most precious, coveted treasure in existence, “Eddie. Eddie, sweetheart. My Eddie.”

The words sink into him and burst in his chest until he’s overflowing sunlight and volumes bigger than oceans. He makes a very undignified, wrecked sort of sound, but it’s mostly laughter when it comes out. It doesn’t hurt. It’s soft and gentle, melted sugar and carefree lazy summers, and he’s woken up with Buck so many times now. 

But this is different. 

They’re in love. They’re partners. They belong to each other.

Buck lifts up from Eddie’s chest and his fingers slip through Eddie’s hair. The smile touching his lips grows as his gaze travels over Eddie’s face. 

Eddie only wants him closer, wants him more. He needs him, he needs everything of Buck. He wants to give everything of himself, too. So their belonging is threaded into each other, permanently binding them together, like they always should be. 

“Did that really happen last night?” Buck whispers, voice low and soft, full of awe. He strokes Eddie’s hair and stares like he can’t look away, like he’s so astonished and maybe a little fragile but still hopeful in spite of it. “Did you really kiss me and tell me you’re in love with me? And that we can be partners? That I’m it for you? Was that real?”

God, if it were anything else, Eddie might tease him. He might be able to. But there’s too much sunlight that rises in his own chest. His eyes well with the surge of emotions. He can’t keep the smile from his face. “We’ve always been partners,” he says like the resolute vow it is and curls his fingers into the neckline of Buck’s shirt, holding tightly above Buck’s heart, holding tightly to everything of him because Eddie is never letting him go. “But maybe you should kiss me and see for yourself.” 

Buck beams like a wave cresting and changing colors as it takes in the light, happy to scatter itself everywhere and rain love over the rest of the sea. He kisses Eddie slowly at first, a quiet press of lips against lips, until Buck hums happily, purring deep contentment throughout his whole chest and Eddie opens for him, drawing him in, pulling them both deeper until the blissful humming is vibrating through Eddie’s chest and Buck is gripping him tightly and there’s only endless warmth and sunshine and softness, and the perfect sweet taste of Buck on his tongue.

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[hoodie-buck]

10 first lines

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rules: share the first line of your last 10 published works or as many as you are able to and see if there are any patterns

1. if i lay here, would you lie with me (forget the world)

Eddie got the call when he was in the middle of the barracks, readying himself for war.

2. heart beats so loud that it's drowning me out

Eddie brushed a hand through his hair as he picked up the discarded throw pillow, carefully putting it back in its place.

3. waddle into my heart

(technically this one starts with a text image, but i’ll just use the first actual line) Eddie closed his phone, sliding it back into his pocket, the smile still lingering across his face.

4. the truth is hiding in your eyes (but you think that i can't see)

Buck came in looking catatonic, the blue in his eyes razor sharp.

5. cowboy of mine

It had been a few weeks since he’d gotten struck by lightning and fallen into a coma, Buck slowly but surely recovering.

6. fire on fire

Eddie shook his hair out as he emerged from the water, looking behind his shoulder to see Buck following behind him.

7. i only tempt fate when it's with you

When Eddie swings the door open, he’s not sure if he’s more surprised to see that Buck didn’t let himself in, or that the man looks completely exhausted, maybe even more so than when he’d been in the hospital.

8. dancing all alone

Eddie was just buttoning the last of his work shirt when he heard his best friend barging in through the bay doors, all but panting and out of breath as he started talking a mile a minute.

9. both your hands in the holes of my sweater

Eddie pulls his hands in, letting the warm and comforting fabric surround him.

10. because i don't sleep at all without you pressed up against me

After the tsunami, Eddie thought everything would be behind them, that they could start to move on—he’d be sourly wrong.

—i apparently love starting every fic with eddie 😂

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#buddie #buddie fic #eddie diaz #evan 'buck' buckley #911 #10 first lines #tag games

[spotsandsocks]

Fuck It Friday

(Checking it’s Friday right… definitely Friday) tagged by @thekristen999 @shortsighted-owl and @swiftiediaz thank you my friends 💕

A clip from chapter 10 of Good Knight Sweet Prince finally nsfw under cut if you don’t want spoilers but can be enjoyed alone for a smutty treat and maybe it can tempt you into the story only takes 75k to get there but I think it’s worth it 😉 it’s a long weekend what could be better than a slow burn pine ridden angsty Prince /knight AU. (tags under cut)

Suddenly the weight on him is gone and Buck’s left confused and blinking at the loss of heat. His objections however die swiftly in parted lips. Eddie’s sitting up now, still on his lap and lifting his shirt over his head. The swift movement exposes the golden skin of his chest and Buck’s touching before he’s thought about it. He watches his own hand trace across firm muscles. He scratches a nail over a nipple and has to breathe slowly when that makes Eddie gasp, lips parting beautiful. When he pinches and Eddie moans deep and low he can’t control the answering jerk of his hips. He catches the other nipple and squeezes them both.

The ‘fuck’ Eddie exclaims is long and drawn out, his head is thrown back, panting through the quiet curse. He’s beautiful. Buck feels a fierce surge of pride, he’s done this to Eddie. He’s the one making Eddie moan, he’s making one making Eddie’s cock leak. There’s a damp circle on his pants and the image will forever be seared into his brain.

Buck tracks the movement of his own hand again, watching it trail lower until he hits his goal. He has to bite his lip as he rubs his thumb over that slowly spreading damp patch and Eddie jerks. It’s the first time he’s gotten to touch him there. He takes his time to explore. Fingers tracking the long hard length of him. Eddie has his lips pressed together tightly his eyes closed.

“You like that?” Buck can tell he does, he’s not blind but he likes praise and he wants to hear it from Eddie’s lips.

Eddie nods “s’good” so he adds a little more pressure, enjoying the way it makes Eddie tremble and make a pleased noise. He hums again, “harder, please, just a bit”

Buck’s happy to oblige. “Like that?”

He presses harder again, uses his whole hand to rub and please Eddie. He gets a nose that makes his own aching cock jump

“Yeah yeah, like that, Ahhh, fuck!” Eddie’s panting, thrusting into his hand. It’s the hottest thing he’s ever seen.”

“I wanna know what you taste like.” He says it without thinking.

Eddie’s eyes fly open. His nostrils flare and his jaw goes tight hand grabbing Buck’s wrist to still him. “St stop” he manages then breathes deeply for several heartbeats. Buck can tell he’s close to coming and he feels hot with pride that he’s driving Eddie so close to the edge. When Eddie has more control of himself the grip on his wrist loosens a little.

He watches Eddie tongue slide over his lip, his pupils are huge, he looks wrecked, it’s wonderful.

“If you do that right now I’m gonna come.”

Buck notices it’s not exactly a no, maybe he has a chance, “That’s the plan.”

“Not my plan.” Then Eddie’s hand is on him, cupping him and squeezing, stroking him firmly, no tease this time, his breath stutters at the sudden wave of pleasure. He lets himself fall into the feeling, there’s nothing in the world but a strong hand on him for three, four, five, strokes, his breathing getting louder each time.

Eddie’s voice encourages him to let the feeling build.

“That’s it, hmm, so pretty like that.” He gasps and feels two fingers tease his mouth as well, “you wanted something to taste.’ He eagerly licks at what’s being offered, it’s not what he really wants, not his cock but it’s good, so good. He pulls them into his mouth and sucks.

Eddie swears again “See I’d be coming all over you if you did that.”

Tagging @alyxmastershipper @monsterrae1 @the-likesofus @wh0re-behavi0r @rogerzsteven @buddierights @cowboy-buddie @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @swiftiediaz @megsvstheworld @loveyourownsmiilee @spaceprincessem @hippolotamus @putijeansdiaz-ronordmann @buckleysbee @bekkachaos @stagefoureddiediaz @jobairdxx @like-the-rest-of-la @sibylsleaves @jacksadventuresinwriting @yelenascowboys @fatedbuddie @elvensorceress

#buddie fic #still a wip #but part one finished #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie #911 fox #911 fic #911fic #buddie wip #911 on fox #fuck it friday

[jdeanmorgan]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

I was tagged by the lovely @ex0rin mwah

How many works do you have on ao3?

currently, 32.

What's your total ao3 word count?

currently, it's 232,045

What fandoms do you write for?

the walking dead, 911 and supernatural

Top five fics by kudos:

soaking in his sin (buddie, 911) blood on my shirt (heart in my hands) (buddie, 911) Get Down, Make Love (buckbobby, 911) blow for a job (buckbobby, 911) I let you fuck away my pain (make it come back) (cegan, twd)

Do you respond to comments?

rarely. I always appreciate comments, like, i always get so giddy and happy when I receive one, but there's only so many ways I can say thank you, you know? and I don't wanna clog up the comments with just thank yous. but i try to respond if i feel like i have a good response to offer.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i'm actually not sure... this was on another account but maybe it's don't say you love me but i never really use this account anymore so if we're talking my current account it might be nothing's gonna bring us down (for new years) since its like sad but open/hopeful ending.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

uhhh. i'm not sure actually. maybe behind closed doors ??? like i genuinely have no idea

Do you get hate on fics?

rarely, yeah.

Do you write smut?

yes.

Craziest crossover:

good enough to make you grow (where negan from the twd has a three some with eddie and buck from 911.)

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of

Have you ever had a fic translated?

i think yes? but normally i say no.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes but it's not published.

All time favorite ship?

it changes with each brainrot honestly. right now? cegan. hands down. but there's also been other ships that i've loved.

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

another one on my previous account called sour times. i just got some comments on it that i hated and i lost interest in it. i still had fun writing it but yeah it just does not feel like i want to finish it at all and i've honestly been debating deleting it but then i don't bc what if some readers like it enough to reread? so i just leave it like that.

What are your writing strengths?

i'm not too sure. i think maybe dialogue??? not sure though, i try not to think too hard about that.

What are your writing weaknesses?

its hard for me to figure out pacing. and smut is so hard for me it always takes me ages to write one smut scene compared to other stuff.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

not a fan, but also i don't really care.

First fandom you wrote in?

it was glee. those fics are out there. but i pretend they're not bc i was 15 and they're cringy as fuck.

Favorite fic you've written?

right now it's blood on my shirt (heart in my hands) (911, buddie)

i shall tag: @duchessonfire @bigassbowlingballhead @eusuntgratie @tawaifeddiediaz @usereddie @wh0re-behavi0r & whoever else wants to do it.

#tag thing #my fics

[straykeedz]

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“See? I told you it was going to be a success,” Hyunjin closes your bedroom door behind his slender figure, speaking in a low tone to make sure nobody can hear his words. 

“My aunt already loves you,” you giggle, opening a drawer only to pull out micellar water and cotton disks to remove your makeup, “she’s going to be crushed when she finds out.”

“Maybe she won’t,” Hyunjin casually comments with a shrug, then crosses his arms over his torso and takes his sweater off, remaining with just a long-sleeved t-shirt. 

“What do you mean she won’t, you saw how she was about to cry when I introduced you two,” you point out while removing your earrings, placing the jewellery on your desk, careful not to scratch the delicate wooden surface. 

“She won’t find out, I mean,” Hyunjin clarifies, “pabo.”  

But that confuses you even more. “I’m not following you…”

“I mean, we don’t have to necessarily tell her about our… agreement,” Hyunjin concludes. 

“It’s going to be messy, though, don’t you think?” You ask with a frown, looking at your reflection in the mirror as you start to take your makeup off, starting by your eyes. “I mean, our relationship is technically fake…” you remind him. 

It had been Hyunjin’s idea - he was going to be your fake boyfriend for the winter holidays so that your family would finally stop being nosy about your love life, especially your aunt. You were against the idea, and tried to tell Hyunjin it would only complicate things, but he’d insisted. He’d insisted so much you eventually gave in. 

“Hey, you could always book me as your fake boyfriend for the next holidays,” he jokes, winking at you, and you roll your eyes at him. 

“Yeah, but think about everything that could go wrong,” you admonish him, while focusing on removing your foundation, throwing the used cotton pad in the trash can and grabbing a clean one. 

“What could go wrong?” Hyunjin approaches the bed, but right before he could sit on it, you snap your head in his direction, nearly breaking your neck in the process, just to glare at him. 

“Don’t you dare sit on the bed while you’re still wearing jeans,” you growl, and Hyunjin’s eyebrows lift in surprise. 

“They’re clean though?” 

“Hyunjin, go change. Now,” you demand, and he scoffs, rolling his eyes at you, but you don’t care. Your bedroom, your rules.  

“Fine,” he glares at you, then picks up the clean pajama shirt from your bed, “you were saying that things could go wrong before you went all crazy about my jeans touching your bed. Which things?” 

“I don’t know,” you shrug, styling your hair into a messy ponytail as you proceed with your skincare routine, “like, what if you get a girlfriend? What are you gonna tell her, that you can’t spend the holidays with her because you’re busy pretending to be your best friend’s fake boyfriend?”

He doesn’t seem too bothered by the scenario you’ve just described to him. “If I get a girlfriend,” he stresses the first word. He crosses his arms over his chest and takes off his long-sleeved t-shirt, remaining shirtless in the middle of your childhood bedroom. 

“Why wouldn’t you get a girlfriend? You’re smart and hot and you’re an artist - artists do get laid a lot,” you point out, turning to look at him. He’s already put his pajama shirt on.

“Did you just say I’m hot?” Hyunjin inquires, furrowing his eyebrows as he fidgets with the buttons of his tight skinny jeans. He slides them down his legs, then takes them off for good. Even though it’s not awkward for either of you - since you’re pretty comfortable around each other, you still turn your head away to give him at least a little bit of privacy as he changes. 

“I mean, you are,” you shrug, “and I know countless of girls who wo- what the fuck are you doing?” You nearly shout, unable to mask your surprise. 

Hyunjin’s body is turned so that you’re now facing his back, fingers hooked in each side of his boxers. You stopped him right before he could pull them down his thighs and flash you with his naked butt. 

He looks at you over his shoulder. “What? I always sleep without any underwear on,” he shrugs, acting as if it were the most normal thing in the whole world what he was just about to do. “It’s uncomfortable,” he explains. 

“Yah, we- we’re not sharing a bed if you’re not wearing boxers.”

“But it’s uncomf-“

“I don’t care,” you raise your pointer finger in the air as to admonish him. “I know it’s uncomfortable, I sleep without underwear, too. But that’s the rule for tonight - I can’t sleep next to you knowing… knowing you’re not wearing anything underneath your pajamas.” 

Hyunjin’s cock twitches inside his boxers, still limp, when you mention the fact you usually don’t wear panties while sleeping, but he’s quick to brush the thought away. “Why, because you know you’re gonna want to jump my bones?” He teases, wiggling his eyebrows, and you roll your eyes at him. 

“Idiot,” you shake your head, even though deep down you know he’s right. 

That’s why you didn’t want to accept his offer and pretend you two are dating, that’s exactly what you were scared of. The domesticity of it all, the way everything feels almost too real and natural between the two of you, and also the way you’re starting to grow accustomed to Hyunjin’s constant presence around you. You shouldn’t have agreed on this, especially knowing you have the biggest crush on him, it’s only going to complicate things. 

“Besides,” you furrow your eyebrows, “why would you change here when the bathroom’s just across the hall?”

“To be fair I wasn’t gonna change yet, I just wanted to lie down on the bed,” he corrects you, “it’s your fault.”

You’re finally done with your nighttime skincare routine, and you can finally change and go to bed - you’re exhausted and you could really use a good night’s sleep. You grab your pajamas and exit your bedroom. Hyunjin sees you coming back inside the room mere seconds later, still fully clothed, and gives you a questioning look. 

“It’s occupied, I’m gonna change here,” you explain, and he nods understandingly. “Turn around- or close your eyes, I don’t care.” 

“I was gonna point out that I’ve literally seen you in a bathing suit countless of times by now, but I’m not going to,” Hyunjin comments. 

“Wise choice.” 

It’s true, he’s seen you wearing nothing but a bikini plenty of times, but right now you feel like it’s an entirely different thing. First of all, back then you were at the pool, surrounded by all of your closest friends, while now you’re alone in the confines of your old childhood bedroom. He’s already under the covers, and you’re about to strip down and change while being in the same room as he is. It’s domestic. 

Hyunjin does eventually close his eyes and does not peek while you change. However, he catches a glimp of the side of your breasts by accident, then closes his eyes shut once again and tries to ignore the way his dick just twitched for the second time in less than ten minutes, both times because of you. 

Maybe he overestimated himself. Maybe he shouldn’t have proposed such a ridiculous thing to you knowing the big, fat crush he has on you. Being your fake boyfriend sounds incredibly stupid now, as he lies in your bed and tries to not think of how bad he wants to wrap his arms around your waist, pull you closer and crash his lips on yours. 

It gets even worse when you slip under the covers next to him. 

“Can you turn off the lamp on your nightstand?” You ask him, and he promptly nods, reaching for the switch. 

Darkness engulfs the whole room and your figures, but you can still make out each other’s faces thanks to the moonlight. Hyunjin thinks he could paint you, paint this scene. It’s so intimate, the two of you lying next to each other, sharing a bed for the night - for the week. It’s only the first day, there’s no way he’s going to survive the holidays with you without confessing his feelings. 

“Hyunjin?” You call his name with a weak voice. 

“Hm?” He hums, his gaze shifting to your eyes, fighting the urge to pull some strands of hair away from your face. 

“Put those cold ass feet away from me,” you whine.

“Y/N…” he pouts, “but I’m coooold.”

“Wear some socks, then.”

“Y/N, I literally just told you I can’t sleep with my underwear on, what makes you think I’d sleep with socks on?” He rhetorically asks you, and even though the room is dark, he can still see you rolling your eyes at him. 

“Well, don’t put your feet anywhere me, then,” you scold him. 

“But I’m coooold,” he repeats with the same whiny voice, rubbing his feet with yours until you abruptly pull away.

“Hyunjin, I swear to God, if you touch me again with your-“ of course he does it again. “Hyunjin!”

“What? What are you going to do about it?” He challenges when he feels you sit up on the bed. “What-“ he’s cut off by the pillow you just threw at him, hitting him in the face - not hurting him, of course. 

He stares at you dumbfounded, blinking rapidly a couple of times, slightly confused. Then, he reaches for the lamp switch, turning it on. “Did you just… did you just throw your pillow at me?” He asks you, tilting his head to the side. 

“Yes and I would not hesitate to do it again,” you cross your arms over your chest, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. “Serves you right for putting your-“

It’s his turn to hit you with his pillow. 

You look at him surprised, with your mouth agape and raised eyebrows. “You did not just do that.”

“Why? You did it first,” Hyunjin shrugs, unbothered. 

“And I’m gonna do it again,” you hiss, narrowing your eyes at him. 

“Wha-“

It doesn’t take long before the two of you start a pillow fight. Kneeling on the bed, you hit him with your pillow and he hits you back, and the room is soon filled with giggles and squeaks. Hyunjin almost knocks your lamp off his nightstand by accident, and swears under his breath - it’s vile and coward, you know it, but you still hit him with the pillow while he’s distracted. You just weren’t expecting him to fall from the bed, landing on the floor with a loud thump. 

“Shit, Hyunjin!” You gasp, dropping your pillow on the bed, quickly kneeling on the edge of the bed and sticking your head out to look at him, sprawled on the floor. “Are you alright?”

“I hate you,” he gives you the side-eye, and you giggle. 

“No, you don’t,” you sing-song, tilting your head to the side, “I’m your bestie, you loooove me.” 

He truly does, but you don’t know it yet. 

“Help me get up, you menace,” he shakes his head while chuckling, sticking his arm out so that you can grab him and help him. Only when you do grab his hand, he just pulls you towards him, which results in you falling from the bed as well. Thankfully, there’s a rug, so you don’t hurt yourself. 

“I can’t believe you, you did that on purpose!”

“Of course I did, you did too!” Hyunjin argues, running his fingers through his hair. 

“I did not!” You argue back, knowing it’s not entirely true. 

He quirks an eyebrow at you. “Really?” He asks. “You literally hit me while I was busy fixing your stupid lamp, you so did that on purpose.”

“Nothing of this,” you start, “would have happened if you didn’t rub your ugly feet on mine.”

He gasps dramatically, feigning offence. “First of all, my feet are not ugly,” he says, “and second of all… shut up.”

You kneel on the floor, looking at him with a frown on your face. “Don’t tell me to shut up, you shut up.”

“Or? You’ve already thrown me on the floor, what are you gonna do next, fly me out the window?” He challenges. 

“Don’t try me, bitch,” you giggle and he laughs along, “but I was thinking of something worse.”

“Worse?” 

“Mh-hm,” you hum, and then proceed to attack him, using his weak spot against him. 

A tickling fight. You’re not ticklish at all, but him? He’s the most ticklish person you’ve ever met - literally folds in two as soon as you start torturing him. He squirms so much in his place you’re actually struggling - to make sure he stays in place and accepts his fate, you climb on his lap, continuing to move your fingers on each of his sides. 

“Stop, please,” Hyunjin manages to say between giggles, but you don’t listen to him, and press down on his body, lifting his t-shirt a bit to tickle his skin directly. “Seriously, stop,” he sounds panicked and his eyes widen. You look at him confused, tilting your head. 

“What’s wrong?”

And then you feel it. He knows you’re feeling it by the way your jaw drops. He covers his face with both of his hands, making whiny sound out of embarrassment. You’re currently sitting on his erection. As in, his hard dick is currently pressing on your clothed pussy, and it’s pulsing as it continues to grow. 

“Hyunjin…” 

“Don’t. Please, don’t say anything,” Hyunjin mumbles, “I might die out of embarrassment if you do, I swear.”

You should probably get off of him. Yes, you should definitely get up and not grind on it. A little huff escapes Hyunjin’s lips when you do. It feels hard and long underneath you, and you can’t help but feel a little curious right now. You wonder what it looks like - you wonder what it feels like. And before you know it, you’re grinding on it once more, the tickling fight you’d started is now long forgotten. 

Hyunjin’s hand comes to rest on your hip when he feels you moving on top of him. “Y/N,” he whines, still covering his eyes with his other hand. You can’t help but notice his cheeks are a little red. 

“I’m sorry, it’s just…” you bite on your lip as you squirm some more, “it feels nice,” you confess, boldly.

Hyunjin wails. “Oh my God.”

You’re literally sitting on his dick right now, and you just told him you think it’s nice. Is this a wet dream, perhaps? He’s sure he’s had a similar one not too long ago - it was so vivid, so realistic he’d woken up in a pool of sweat and was forced to shove his hand in his pants and relieve himself because his stupid boner just wouldn’t go away. 

His length twitches, and Hyunjin swears he’s the hardest he’s ever been. 

“Oh,” you gasp at the feeling. 

“Yeah, ‘m sorry,” he still won’t look at you, as he bites on his lip. 

You don’t get up. He doesn’t ask you to. 

He only speaks up when he feels you grinding on his erection once again, now placing his other hand on your other hip, finally finding in himself the courage to look into your eyes. “I- I think you shouldn’t do… that,” he clears his throat.

“You don’t like it?” You ask, tilting your head to the side and looking at him confused. 

Hyunjin blinks at you. Is he sure this is not a dream? 

“Oh, no,” he chuckles, shaking his head and you feel your heart drop. He sees your face and he’s quick to add, “I like it, I do. A little too much maybe. That’s the problem.”

“You do?”

You look so innocent right now, you sound so innocent. Hyunjin wants nothing more than to find the courage to tell you. It couldn’t be any more embarrassing than getting hard while in the middle of a tickling fight, right? 

“I- I mean… of course I like it,” he clears his throat once more, then drops his gaze to where you’re sitting on top of him. “The girl I’m in love with is sitting on my dick right now, I’d be crazy not to like it.”

He did it, he finally did it. Part of him is proud of himself, while a small voice in the back of his brain is yelling “pabo!” at him right now. 

“The girl… the girl you’re in love with?” Your breath hitches, your heartbeat speeds up. It’s so loud you bet Hyunjin can feel it from there. “As in… me?”

“Is there another girl sitting on my dick right now?” You slap his shoulder. “Ow!”

“Sorry, it’s just… I can’t believe you’re in love me,” you confess, your own cheeks heating up. 

“Well I take it back, I’m not anymore. Ow,” he whines, rubbing his shoulder. 

You quickly lean in to place a kiss right on the spot where you slapped him. “No, no, no, don’t take it back, I’m sorry,” you place two, three, four kisses on his shoulder, “I’m in love with you too,” you mumble, your voice is muffled by his pajama shirt. 

He freezes under your touch, but relaxes immediately after, his arm circling your waist as he pulls you closer. You hide your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of his skin mixed with the one of the cologne he wears. “You are?”

“Of course I am, you pabo,” you giggle, nuzzling his shirt, “I thought I was being so obvious tonight at dinner. I was all over you.”

“I thought you were acting, you know,” Hyunjin mumbles, running his fingers up and down your spine, “like, to convince your family or something.”

“Nope, it was aaaall true.”

“Even when you kissed me under the mistletoe?” Hyunjin can’t help but ask, remembering how good it felt when your lips met his and how it wished it’d never end. 

“Especially then.”

Hyunjin’s slender and delicate fingers cup your face, and force you to look at him. It only lasts a few seconds, though - he swallows the lump in his throat, licks his lips and then he finally kisses you. He kisses you with so much passion and impatience that you both somehow forget you’re still laying on your bedroom floor - you don’t care right now, though, not when Hyunjin’s running his hot tongue along your lower lip. 

It’s when you pull away from each other that Hyunjin begins to kiss your jaw, then your neck, scraping the flesh with his teeth careful not to leave any mark though - he wouldn’t want any of your relatives to point it out tomorrow night at the Christmas dinner. His cock is still hard and still resting between your legs, right on your pussy, and you can’t help but press down on it looking for some form of friction to ease the tingling feeling between your legs. You’re sure your panties are sticky with your arousal by now. 

“Hyunjin…” you huff, wrapping your fingers around his wrists as he now kisses your collarbone. 

“Hm?”

“Can we… do it?”

His cock throbs, his kisses stop. 

“Do you… do you want to do it? Right now?” He mumbles against your skin. A shiver runs down his spine when you run your fingers through his hair. 

You nod. “You’re hard and I’m… I’m wet for you,” you admit and he involuntarily jerks his hips upwards. You both gasp. 

“Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to,” he mumbles a quick apology, before lifting his head to meet your eyes once more. He wants to be sure you’re sure, that you want this too, that you want him as much as he wants you. “Are you sure you want me? That you wanna do this with me?”

“I’m sure.”

Hyunjin nods. “Okay, okay. Let’s get on the bed the-“

“No!” You interrupt him, and he furrows his brows at you, “I mean… that bed is really old, we’re gonna make so much noise,” you explain. “Here.”

“Here?” Hyunjin asks you. “On the floor?”

You nod. “I kinda need you now.”

It happens so fast you’re not really registering what’s going on. In a matter of seconds, you manage to take off your pajama pants with the help of Hyunjin, whose eyes roll in the back of his head at the sight of your naked pussy. Then, you help him slide his pants down his legs, and he finally whips his dick out. It’s as pretty as you’d imagined it, maybe more. Longer than average, that’s for sure, and maybe not too thick, but definitely the prettiest dick you’ve ever seen. 

“Foreplay?” He asks you, and you shake your head as a no. “You sure?”

“Yeah, ‘m really wet. Feel,” you encourage him, wrapping your fingers around his wrist and allowing him to finally touch you. 

His jaw drops in awe at the feeling of your arousal coating his fingers. “Mhh, for me?”

You nod. “For you.”

Hyunjin bites his lip and wraps his own fingers around the base of his neglected cock, and the both of you gasp and whine when he slides his cockhead up and down your wet folds. And then, he’s pressing at your entrance, ready to slip inside of your heat. 

“Oh,” you gasp at the feeling of him filling you up with his hard length. It’s a stretch, yes, but it’s also a very pleasant feeling, having him inside of you. 

He rests his hand on your hip once he bottoms out, closing his eyes and taking deep breaths. You feel exactly like he thought you would, it’s unreal. Maybe he should pinch his arm and check this really isn’t a dream. 

He helps you with your movements, guiding your hips up and down his length - slowly, just how he likes it. It allows him to feel every inch of your tight pussy squeezing his cock, and he holds back a moan. His hips snap up to meet yours, his cock reaching an even deeper spot inside of you, and you whine. It’s the most beautiful sound in the world to him. 

You place your hands on his chest as you move up and down his length - waiting for the moment only his tip is inside before sinking down, taking all of him inside of you. “Like that, you’re perfect, oh my God,” Hyunjin says though labored breaths, biting his lip as he feels you clenching around him. He cups your asscheek with one of his hands, squeezing the soft flesh underneath his fingers. “Yeah, li- like that,” he encourages you, “you’re so wet, I can’t believe this is all for me.”

“It’s all for you, Hyune, it’s yours. I’m yours,” you whimper. 

Hyunjin chokes a moan. “Mine? You’re mine? Yeah, yeah, you are, of course you are,” he’s rambling at this point, feeling close to emptying himself inside of you. “‘M never gonna let you go, you’re stuck with me now.”

You nod, bouncing on his cock, albeit slowly - the filthy, squelching sounds that are filling the room drive both you and Hyunjin crazy. “And you’re stuck with me.”

“My pleasure,” Hyunjin chuckles, “I’ve wanted this for so long, you have no idea.”

You smile at him, and are about to say something when the feeling of your impending orgasm cuts you off. “Hyune, ‘m…” you whine, “‘m about to-“

Hyunjin promptly lifts himself up so that you’re both in a sitting position now, and he’s quick to kiss your lips to muffle your moans as you cum around him. The feelings is indescribable, it makes him want to never stop fucking you. He intertwines his fingers in your hair, placing small pecks on your mouth as you catch your breath, riding out your high. 

“‘M close, too. Where- where can I-“

“Inside, Hyune, inside,” you answer without thinking twice, and maybe you should have.

With his eyes rolled back and his mouth agape, he releases inside of you mere seconds later, filling you up with his warm semen, giving a couple of shallow thrusts to ride it out completely. He lies back down on the floor, chest rising and falling quickly. He feels you rest your head on his torso, and he wastes no time in wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he kisses your head. He’s still inside of you. 

“Maybe we should…” he starts, still feeling a bit dizzy, “maybe we should clean ourselves up before it start to… you know, leak.”

“Yep, definitely,” you kiss his chest, “my mom’s gonna kill you if your cum stains the rug,” you giggle. 

Hyunjin feels absolutely complete as he slides under the covers and wraps his limbs around you a couple of minutes later, kissing your shoulder as he intertwines his fingers with yours. You’re about to finally fall asleep when you hear his voice.

“So I’m assuming it won’t bother you anymore if I touch you with my cold ass feet now?”

🎄

-> 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭! “𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧” 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝

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[sugarylawliet]

remember when L and light were chained together for a while ? well, bear with me, what if Light’s gf (the reader) wanted to have sex with Light during that period of time which leads to somewhat of a threesome?

i love this idea omfg

> warnings: nsfw/smut, threesome, spit kink (i couldn’t help myself idk how i manage to fit this into every fic i write), i’ve never written a three person nsfw fic before so..,, bare with me. why did this develop lowkey lawlight undertones as i wrote it idk. also i didn’t proof read so if there are mistakes i’ll fix them later LMAO

> tag list: @deidarascumdumpster  @v3inbunny @ygm1slt @dracomalfoys-wh0re

“Ryuzaki, tell me again how long this’ll be for?” You fiddle with the long chain of the handcuffs, one end connected to your boyfriend’s wrist and the other to L’s. Tonight was supposed to be a movie night between you and Light, maybe something more, but of course, like always, some aspect of the investigation got in the way; this time being the raven-haired man who sat on the other side of you. 

“Well Y/N, like I said, until I can be 100% sure Light is not Kira, the handcuffs will stay on for monitoring purposes. I’m sorry, really, I know you’d like some alone time, but you can just pretend I’m not even here.”

“Pretend you’re not here?”

L nods innocently, apparently oblivious to how fucking weird it would be for him to just sit on the side lines while you have alone time with Light. 

“Ryuzaki...no offence, but it’s pretty creepy to just have you sit there and watch while Light and I...Especially since you guys can’t really even move much without the other moving too.”

“Well, we’ll figure that out when the time comes, I suppose,” L sighs, “but I’m afraid I can’t take the handcuffs off. You’ll have to think of a solution- Light is a very smart man, I’m sure he can think of something.”

You sigh deeply, turning your attention towards Light, who’s fingers began dancing up your jaw, pulling you into a short kiss.

“Light, c’mon...”

“Hm?”

“Ryuzaki is right here...”

“Shh, it’s fine. You don’t mind, Ryuzaki, do you?” He looks at the man who sat quietly next to you.

“Me? Oh no, I don’t mind at all. Please, continue.”

Light moved his lips down to your neck, licking and sucking at the soft flesh. The chain around his wrist clatters against itself as he moves his hand to tightly grip your jaw, roughly moving your face to bring your ear close to his mouth.

His breath is hot against your ear as he whispers, “You know Y/N...don’t think I haven’t noticed you have a little thing for Ryuzaki...”

“H-huh?”

“Don’t think I don’t notice, the way you’re always touching his arm or lingering around him too long, bending over in front of him when you drop something. Is it to get my attention? To make me jealous, hmm?” You could practically hear his smirk through his words.

“N-no Light, I promise.”

“God, you’re such an attention whore. Wouldn’t you say, Ryuzaki?”

“Oh, well...” L purrs, throwing his arm on the back of the couch behind to you move closer, “I’d say I’d be flattered, if that were the case.”

“Well, if she’s so desperate for attention, maybe we’ll give her some attention, hm?” Light traces his pointer finger along your body, moving from your neck down to your collarbones, your stomach, and inching closer to the place you wanted him most. He gently rubs your inner thigh, not daring to touch you as a means of teasing.

“Mmm, I think we found the solution to our little handcuff problem...” L dances his fingers along your collarbone, softly making their way to your cheek and gently pulling you into a kiss. L was attractive, you’ll admit, but something inside your chest still felt a bit weary at L kissing you so tenderly right in front of Light. It’s not that you didn’t want it, no- you wanted this more than anything. Perhaps it was the prospect that Light would be dripping with jealousy, his ego hurt yet again by the detective; that the two of them would treat this as another pride game.

Light’s hands finally make their way under your skirt, pulling your panties aside and dipping a long slender finger inside you. You gasp, arching your back and picking up your hips slightly at the sudden pleasure. L places his free hand on your hips, guiding them back down as he hums in your ear- his lips were so close to your ear you could practically feel his smirk and his silent breathy laughs tickled the side of your head.

L slides his hand up your shirt, cupping your breasts for a moment before moving his fingers to the clip in the back. “May I?” He purrs. You nodd, allowing L to unclip your bra and push your shirt up- you help him pull it over your head so you sit bare chested before the two men.

You inhale sharply as L attaches his lips to your chest, swirling his tongue around your nipple. The touches from both of the men already began overwhelming you, as Light quickly slipped a second finger inside you and L stimulated your breasts. You rake your fingers through L’s thick charcoal hair, bucking your hips in pleasure as Light picked up his pace. “Mm, fuck, Light...”

L brings one of his hands down to rub your clit with his middle finger, his speed not showing any mercy or hesitancy. Your moans grew louder and louder, Light maneuvering his fingers to twist and curl inside of you to hit your sweet spot.

Yes, there was no doubt, the two enemies saw this as yet another competition for pride.

Your breath hitches in your throat as your hips buck higher. The two men notice your approaching climax and quicken the movement of their fingers. You release before getting the chance to even say anything or restrain yourself- you hoped Light wouldn’t be upset.

Light pulls his fingers from you, scissoring them together to watch the stickiness string together and pull apart. “Open up”, he commands, pushing his fingers into L’s mouth. L swirls his tongue around Light’s fingers, the brunette pushing them further down the detective’s throat before promptly pulling them out. 

“Y/N, be a good girl and get on all fours.” You obey, placing yourself on your hands and knees on the couch. 

“Ryuzaki,” Light states blankly, looking at the dark-haired man in front of him. L stares in Light’s eyes back, nodding. L then moves in front of you as Light moves behind you. Somehow, the two men always knew exactly what the other was thinking verbatim- you guessed it comes in handy in times like these.

You hear the clicking of Light’s belt behind you as he unbuckles it, folding it in half and smacking your backside with it, causing you to yelp. Light chuckles,  “Mm, I love those pretty little sounds from you...”

Both L and Light pull their pants down slightly to pull themselves out, releasing the strain against their pants. L runs a few fingers through your hair, gently cohearsing you to look up at him as he gazes in your eyes with a slight smile. “Open that pretty little mouth for me...”

You flatten your tongue against L, slightly sucking on the tip of his cock before he pulls your head up slightly by your hair, spitting on you. “Don’t tease.” He says sternly. You nod meekly, allowing L to bottom out your mouth as he begins to thrust his hips into you.

Behind you, Light teases your entrance, slightly putting the tip of him inside you before bringing it back out in a agonizingly teasing manner. You whine around L loudly, desperate for Light. The vibrations from your sounds cause L to throw his head back with a throaty groan, moaning your name. 

After enough teasing, Light finally pushed inside of you. He rocks into you, the sensations from both men overwhelming your senses. Your moans grow louder and the echo of your whines and the other mens’ heavy breaths and pants filling the room.

“Mm, fuck, Light...Ryuzaki...” 

L pets your hair, smiling as he watches you, “You know my name, Y/N, say it...”

“L....fuck, L....” You cry, feeling your second orgasam approaching. 

L pulls out from your mouth, releasing on your face with a deep sigh as you stick your tongue out. Mouth now free to talk, you moan Light’s name, “Light, I’m gonna...”

“Do it, Y/N. Cum for me and Ryuzaki like the little attention whore you are. God, you’re such a fucking slut. Getting off on two guys, such a bad girl....”

Light’s words only egged your climax on, and soon you came with a loud moan of both mens’ names- Light finishing soon after.

You collapse onto the couch, the three of you breathing heavily. L pulls you into his arms, your back against his chest, and holds you caringly. It’s a type of loving touch you never felt from Light, but it felt nice nonetheless.

“Light, be a darling and bring some towels?”

Light nods, leaving the room to fetch a few towels to clean up. You’re left in L’s arms on the couch, your eyes fluttering closed in comfort as he strokes your hair.

#light yagami x reader #light yagami x reader smut #L lawliet x reader #L lawliet x reader smut #light x L x reader #lawlight #lawlight x reader #lawlight smut #death note #death note smut

[silverdelirium]

UNTIL IT HURTS | T.N

summary: theo loves fucking you in tights

warnings: rough sex, light overstimulation

———

the room was hot and heavy, lips connecting with each other along some groans coming from your boyfriend were heard.

theodore quickly disregarded your button up shirt, as your fingers unbuttoned his own. he shrugged it off his shoulders and threw you down on the matress, bulge growing even more at the clear view of your breasts bouncing.

he leaned down and crashed your lips desperately, hands pawing at your back to get your bra off, you complied and arched your back to help him, and with a quick fumble of his fingers it was off, thrown god knows where.

his lips trailed down to your jaw all the way down to your chest, peppering kisses on your nipples and tits. “so soft” he murmured against your skin, sucking on a certain spot of your breast and creating a dark purple hue.

“please theo” you begged, even though you didn’t even know what you were begging for.

theo didn’t know either but apparently him taking off your skirt had you content so he kept going, slowly dragging down your panties and groaning at the sight of your wet cunt.

“shit baby, so fucking soaked huh?” he taunted, eyes darkening in lust. you sat up on your elbows and went to remove your black tights that accentuated your soft skin. but theo was quick to slap your hands away.

“i want them on” he breathed out before diving in and completely devouring you. you gave a lewd moan at this, not caring if anyone heard and fell backwards onto the bed, your hands gripping your breasts as his mouth did wonders in you.

theo continuously fucked your clenched pussy with his tongue, fingers going to circle your clit. making you arch your back and moan louder. “ah! yes theo just like that” you whimpered.

he hummed at the sweet taste of your arousal. the vibrations making your legs shake and eyes roll back. he continued to eat you out, sometimes switching places and wrapping his lips around your clit while his fingers fucked you rapidly.

your hands reached out to grip his hairs, the way he flicked your clit with his tongue making your eyes roll back and moans fall out like a prayer. “shit im close theo!” you moaned, arching your back.

he continued to devour your pussy while staring up at you, his free hand playing with the hem of your tights, watching as one of your hands rolled your nipple and squeezed your breast, his cock now painfully hard. he needed to be inside you, now.

you whined once he disconnected his mouth from you. theo gave you a stern look that quickly had you closing your mouth, but it went slightly agape with anticipation when you saw him unbuckle his belt, throwing it to the side.

he groaned once he pulled his cock out, shivering as he stroked it while eyeing your naked figure in just pretty tights. his eyes finally found yours and he gave you a smirk, positioning himself so his cock was in line with your heat.

you gave a small moan when he rubbed your overstimulated clit with it. theo chuckling at your reaction “i’m gonna fuck you so good until it hurts to sit on that cunt of yours” he growled, grabbing your thighs and opening it as wide as he could, thrusting into you at once too.

a loud moan tumbled out of you as your back arched, hips aching at the sudden stretch, and theo gave you no remorse, fucking you like this was the last time. his own groans escaping him.

“theo! fuck yes!”

“that’s right, scream my fucking name” he spat, inching closer to your face, his rapid thrust not stopping. and you did, screaming his name over and over again.

“tell me who’s pussy this is” he leaned down, connecting his forehead with yours. “yours! all yours!” you whined dutifully. he gave you a prideful smirk and connected his lips to yours, greedily gulping all your pretty noises down.

the sound of wet skin against each other could be heard throughout the four walls, along with lips clicking and some bed squeaking here and there.

theodore broke apart from the kiss, just to throw his head back and loudly moan your name as his hips sped up, orgasm nearly attacking you both.

“you’re gonna cum baby? coat ‘m cock, hm?” he teased, ensuring your orgasm approached first. you eagerly nodded and bucked your hips up, giving one last small shout as you came.

theo releasing a strangled moan at your sudden tightness, and spilling himself inside you completely.

both of your chests heaved up and down, his cock still inside you while the boy watched how your pussy pushed him out with how slick it was.

once your cums started coming out, he brought two fingers and brushed them through your folds, slowly inserting it while your legs shook.

“theo-” you said shakily.

“i told you i was gonna fuck you until it hurts, now get on all fours.”

———

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#theodore nott #theo smut #theo x reader #theodore nott imagine #theo nott #theo nott fluff #theo nott fanfiction

[horrorxweasley]

hi!!! I love your writing sm n just had a request! female soft dom partner x sub George weasley where she buys him a flesh light and asks him to use it and she watches

Thank you so much darling! here it is :)

Warnings: Smut, Swearing! use of fleshlight and dildo, mutual masturbation, sub! George, slight begging?

Taglist:@amourtentiaa@sunrisefairy@rosietoesy@comfortwriting@famdomhideout@dracofknmalfoy@pandaxnienke@writing-wh0re@onlyfreds@whipped-for-the-weasley-twins@fairielovegood@gaycatlord-stuff@0x0spunky-monkey0x0@i-love-scott-mccall@simpforremuslupin@lovely-slytherin@georgeweasleysbabe@skarlettmikaelson@cedricisnotdead (MESSAGE/ASK IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED)

Word Count: 2.1K

Prompt(s) used: none

Summary: Y/N buys George a flashlight and makes him use it in front of her while she watches.

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George Weasley x Fem! Reader

Y/N really wanted to buy some more toys to use in the bedroom with her boyfriend George. They already have quite a large selection of different dildos, vibrators and strap-ons. But Y/N thought that they were missing something, something that she would only figure out when she was walking through a sex store.

On her weekend off Y/N was currently walking through the isles of her and George’s favourite sex store. She was by herself which was unusual, as pointed out to the clerk behind the counter when she walked through the door without her 6”3 ginger boyfriend. But she wanted to surprise George.

As Y/N walked down the isles of products she and George had already bought, there was one thing that stood out from the rest, something that she had still yet to buy and add to their collection, a fleshlight. As she walked closer she realised that the fleshlight was see through, meaning that she would have the perfect view of George’s dick going in and out of it, the very thought creating a pool of arousal in her panties. She took it off the shelf and headed over to the checkout desk, where she happily paid for the new toy, before walking out the shop and heading back to her and George’s flat.

Slipping in through the front door Y/N made sure that George wasn’t to be seen so’s not to ruin the surprise. She took off her shoes and jacket and tiptoed into the bathroom, once there she took the fleshlight out of the bag and it’s packaging and made sure to wash it thoroughly, because no matter how desperate she was to see George whining and wishing that the fake pussy was hers, she didn’t want to risk anything. Once she was satisfied she made her way down the hall to their shared bedroom. The closer she got she could hear that their TV was on and George’s favourite TV show was playing, the theme tune had only just begun unfortunately for George, he won’t be getting to focus on the programme.

Y/N turned the door handle and walked into their room, the lights were off and the only source of light was coming from the TV at the bottom end of their room. Y/N looked at George who was currently lying on their bed, in grey joggers and a white t-shirt, she doesn’t know how he does it but he always looks god-like no matter what he is wearing. She found herself staring at her boyfriend taking in how beautiful he looked lying there when his voice broke her thoughts.

“Hi darling” he smiled knowing that she was just staring at him.

“Hi Georgie”

“Where were you?” he said, sitting up against the headboard.

“I was at our favourite shop, and I bought you something special baby” She smirked knowingly, as George’s eyes widened at the mention of ‘the shop’

“Oh?”

Y/N made her way over to the bed climbing onto it and straddling his lap, placing the toy behind her so that he couldn’t see it. She leaned forward and captured his lips in a soft gentle kiss, causing George to sigh onto her lips. Y/N wrapped her arms around George’s neck as his hands made their way to her hips, she pulled on his ginger locks slightly causing him to open his mouth in a gasp giving Y/N the opportunity to slip her tongue into his mouth. Their kisses became more heated and desperate as Y/N ground down on his crotch, George’s cock hardening at each slight movement. Their tongues brushed against each other. Y/N pulled away and began to suck and bite George’s neck, simultaneously grinding down onto him causing him to moan and growl into her ear, his responses to her actions causing a pool of arousal to form in her panties.

Y/N pulled away from George, looking directly into George’s lust blown eyes, his pupils big with need and desperation. She quickly pecked his lips before getting off of him, George let out a whine at the loss of contact.

“Strip” Y/N said to him, George immediately obeying and ridding himself of his top and joggers, Y/N’s pupils grew more at the sight of her boyfriend, his freckled muscular torso was breathtaking as always. His now fully erect dick made her mouth drool.

“Good boy” she smiled, making her way over to him again, she pulled out the fleshlight from behind her back, George’s eyebrows raising.

“I assume you already know what this is baby” she smiled

“Mhm”

“You’re going to use it while i watch you” Y/N said, handing him the toy, reaching into their drawer and pulling out lube for him, Y/N opened the lid of the lube and squeezed it above his cock, letting the string of liquid drip onto the tip, George gave a shiver from the contrast of the cold liquid hitting it hot body. Y/N brought her hand to the tip of his cock, and pumped it a few times to spread the lube, George’s head falling back in pleasure. Y/N however, to George’s disappointment, pulled her hand away and dragged a love seat chair that was sitting in the corner of their room, and positioned it in front of the bed where George was sitting so she had a good view of him. She sat down in the chair, crossing over her legs, her hand sitting across her face.

“Go on then baby, fuck that fleshlight i got you”

George picked up the toy, positioning his cock at its entrance, before pushing his hand down, sheathing his dick in the hole. A loud groan left his lips as his dick fit snugly in the toy, his head falling backwards slightly and his mouth agape. His dark lustful eyes now stared into Y/N’s as he began to move his hand up and down, wanking his cock with the toy, moans falling from him more frequently as the pleasure in his stomach built up.

“F-fuck” he muttered under his breath from time to time as his eyes fluttered closed and his head falling back momentarily, before taking a quick look down at what he was doing before meeting your eye contact once again.

“Please can you take off your clothes Y/N-fuck- feels so good, wanna see you”

“Alright pretty boy” she laughed “i’ll take off my clothes for you, but as i do, you need to stop what you’re doing”

George’s hand came to a halt, taking the toy off of his cock, making it spring slightly and hit his lower stomach. Y/N smiled to herself, almost evilly, because now, George was going to have to wait. She brought her hands trailing up her thighs, to her breasts which she squeezed biting her lip, before trailing back down to the hem, where she began to pull off her top painfully slowly. George let out a knowing whine, realising that Y/N was going to take her time, but he didn’t want to disobey her orders so he sat there without touching himself.

Once her top was off, Y/N trailed her hands over her bra and down to the hem of her leggings, wrapping her fingers round the hem and slowly shuffling them down her thighs, then her calves and finally stepping out of them, leaving her in her lace underwear. George shifted slightly where he was sitting, desperate to touch himself again, swallowing his own saliva down hard in an attempt to keep a moan from leaving his mouth.

“Like what you see so far baby?”

“Yes, love it, love your body Y/N fuck”

“Yeah? You want me to take off my bra and panties baby?” she smirked

“Yes please oh fuck- please need to see all of you, please Y/N please”

“Good boy, such good manners”

Y/N slowly trailed her hands to her back where she unclasped her bra slowly and threw it to the ground in front of George, leaning forward and pushing her boobs together to give him a good view, moaning as she pinched her nipples in between her fingers. She then wrapped her fingers round the hem of her panties, pulling them down her thighs slowly maintaining eye contact with her boyfriend, her bottom lip between her teeth, before kicking her panties away seductively with her foot.

“You like what you see baby? Are you happy now that I have all my clothes off for you?”

“Yes - fuck yes i love it, love you”

Y/N walked back over to the chair she was sat in previously and made sure she kept her legs wide open for him so he had the perfect view of her slick wet core, his eyes locking on to her heat like a target as soon as she sat down, his mouth hanging open and his cock throbbing at the sight.

“You going to continue playing with your toy baby? Or are you just gonna stare at me all night?” Y/N teased

George wasted no time in picking the fleshlight backup and pushing it down onto his cock, fully sheathing it to the base. His hand movement started off slow as he began to jerk off with help of the toy, but once he got a good rhythm for himself, his breath became heavy and his eyes shut slightly imagining the fleshlight was Y/N’s pussy clenching around his cock.

“F-uck Y/N feels so good-shit” he moaned

The sight of her boyfriend fucking his new toy, imagining it was her turned Y/N on so much she was almost lost for words. Her eyes hooded with lust, the chair beneath her now soaking with her arousal.

“Fuck baby, i bet that feels good, now you gotta watch me fuck my own pussy while you fuck that fake one”

Y/N got out of the chair and walked over to their “toy drawer”, pulling out her favourite red dildo she would often tease herself with in front of George if he was being bratty. She made her way back over to the chair, George’s eyes never leaving her body once as his hand kept the same rhythm with the fleshlight, fucking his dick.

She sat back down on the chair, her legs spread open wider than before as she brought the dildo up to her mouth, sucking on it so it was wet enough to slide into her. She brought the toy down to her entrance, teasing herself for a few seconds, letting her head fall back with a moan as she pushed the toy into her right to the base of the fake cock. A loud long moan fell from her lips as she looked directly into George’s lust filled eyes, both their mouths hung open in pleasure, faint breaths escaping with every movement.

“Want you to move your toy at the same pace as me baby boy, need it to look as though you are fucking me, keep my pace yeah?” George nodded his head breathlessly “Good boy” she smiled.

The couple matched their paces, it was fairley fast and hard, Y/N’s moans becoming louder as the tip of the dildo hit her g-spot repeatedly causing the warm feeling of release in her stomach to grow rapidly. George had the same feeling, the same need for release as Y/N, he had been longing to cum since she had walked in the room an hour before, but he wanted to obey her and be her good boy so he tortured himself all for her. The tip of his cock now red, his shaft throbbing.

“Fuck m’so close baby, y’gonna cum? Hm? Gonna cum with me baby yeah?”

“Yes fu-ck, please need to cum, been such a good boy f’you need to cum so bad please Y/N please” he begged not knowing how long he’ll be able to hold off for.

“That’s right baby, been such a good boy f’me, come on, cum with me fuckk”

In a matter of seconds, both of them were riding out their highs. George’s thick cum squirted into the fleshlight and Y/N soaked the dildo and chair with her own release. Y/N took out the dildo and George released his dick from the fleshlight, both trying their hardest to catch their breaths.

WIth shaky legs, Y/N got up and made her way over to George, where she kissed him deeply and with so much passion they both almost fell backwards onto the bed. She grabbed his hair, holding him at her lips. They finally pulled away for air.

“That was so hot baby, done such a good job f’me, doing as i say and fucking that toy” Y/N cooed pecking his lips once more

“You looked so hot fucking yourself with that dildo as well Y/N wish it was my cock inside you though, but i loved it”

“I think we’ll be doing that again in the near future baby”

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U WRITE DRUIG SOO GOOD IM OBSESSED!!! plz give us more!! i’d request a specific scenario but ure so talented it doesn’t even matter!!

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Druig x Stripper!Reader

Words: 2,396

Warnings: Smut18+, Male Performing Oral, Unprotected Sex, Spanking, Praise, Dom Energy, (very) Slight Cum Kink.

A/N: I hope you enjoy this, I had a lot of fun writing it, thought it was something different for Druig.

The club's music thumps through my chest, the smell of cheap cigars and alcohol taking over my senses. I carry my duffle bag over my shoulder, signing my name on the roster.

“Evening Y/n, how was your day?”

I smile at Nova, the girl with purple hair and tattoos covering every inch of her skin with a warm smile on her face.

“Exhausting, yours?”

“I only started at 8pm tonight, nothing crazy.”

I nod in response, turning away from the table and walking into the dressing room, all the girls running around trying to get themselves ready for the night.

A sigh passes my lips as I look over myself in the mirror, my hair thrown up into a bun, baggy band t-shirt hanging off my body.

I quickly open my phone looking at my savings account.

A reminder as to why I love coming back here.

“Hey, can I borrow your mascara?” I look up from my phone at Daisy, quickly rummaging through my bag for the product.

“You’re a lifesaver, thank you!”

I smile at Daisy in the reflection, deciding to get myself ready and pray it's a fast money kind of night.

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“He’s here!”

“Leather Jacket.”

“At the bar!”

Three girls squeal to each other, the rest of us turning with curiosity.

“Who?”

“Okay, you know that guy that keeps coming in?” Daisy beams as I chuckle.

“A little more description Daze, the wall street guy?” Daisy shakes her head as I do up my heels, looking over myself in the mirror, my body cladded in a dark green lace one piece, a deep V cut down the front, the lace barely covering my boobs, my cleavage on full display. I turn around, a small smirk on my lips as the g-string extenuates my curves perfectly.

“The Irish guy.” My mouth goes dry at the information.

The nerves start to course through my body, my hands shaking slightly. My mind wanders off to the last time I saw him during my set.

My eyes scanned the room, most men with slimy smirks on their face, money fanning in front of them, beckoning me over. Our eyes catch causing my breath to hitch, he seems out of place in the club, however he also owns the room. My eyes wander over him, his fist resting against his lips, a whiskey glass placed on his knee as he sits at the bar, tucked away to the back. I quickly flick my eyes away, my heart hammering against my chest, heat filling my cheeks as I land on my knees, tilting my head back and running my hands down my body.

A few men throw money at me, a quick wink sent in their direction causing them to get flustered. My eyes discreetly search for him, my heart sinking as Daisy speaks to him, a smirk on his face. Daisy runs her hand down his chest, whispering in his ear. The mysterious man chuckles, holding her hand in his and placing a kiss to her skin.

I divert my eyes as he catches me, quickly recovering and continuing my routine. Before I can stop myself, I look back at the man, him now alone and Daisy sitting on a different man's lap. I smirk to myself, deciding to keep my eyes locked onto his for the last few seconds of my set.

A simple gesture was all it took for this man to occupy my mind for weeks to come, a simple wink and almost proud smirk on his lips, the image forever burned into my brain.

“Y/n, are you listening?” Daisy’s voice pulls me from the memory, concern present on her face.

“I didn’t catch that last part, sorry.”

Daisy rolls her eyes, before handing me a private room booking slip.

A mix of emotions washes over me, is this him? Surely its not, probably just another handsy wall street guy.

“That's the champagne room.” Daisy comments as I look over the ticket, trying to see if it leads to who made the booking.

I open and close my mouth, unsure of how to react, this is my first private booking.

“I’ll take it if you don’t go.” I hold the ticket closer to my chest before walking out of the room, ignoring Daisy’s words as the music bounces off the walls. I walk towards the champagne room, my eyes darting around the room, the slow flashing lights illuminating people’s features in different ways, making everyone, even the regulars look like strangers.

I give the ticket to the bouncer, a curt nod sent in my direction. I place my hand on the Gold handle, a deep breath passing my lips before pushing it open.

The room is dimly lit and music is playing softly in the background, my heart rate picks up, uncertain about this room.

I keep my back against the door, letting it close behind me as my eyes land on the man sitting in the dark part of the room.

“Hi, I’m Sunshine.” I smile sweetly, waiting for the man to come more into the light, my feet feeling glued to the ground. The man chuckles lowly before coming into view, a warmth filling my body.

Him.

His eyes trail up my body, his leather jacket hanging off his shoulders perfectly. Our eyes lock together as he smirks, licking his lips.

“Sunshine.” Arousal rushes to my core at the fake name leaving his lips.

“What’s your real name darling?”

The man sits down on the velvet couch, leaning on his knees, his eyes flicking to the spot beside him.

My legs move before my mind has time to comprehend that it’s truly him.

I sit beside him on the couch, the velvet material silky against my warm skin.

The man raises an eyebrow at me.

Right, fuck, his question.

“Tell me yours first.”

The man smirks, chuckling, his arm resting across the top of the couch, his body turning to mine slightly.

“Druig.” His thick accent sends butterflies to my stomach.

“Y/n.”

Druig smiles, his eyes quickly flicking to my cleavage, lingering before flicking back to my eyes.

“Y/n.” My name rolls off his tongue perfectly, “You’re very beautiful.” Blush takes over my face, thankful for the dim lights in this room.

“So, champagne room?” My curiosity gets the better of me as Druig nods slowly, taking his bottom lip between his teeth before speaking.

“I’m not good at sharing.”

“Sharing?”

Druig nods once, chuckling, his hand falling from the couch to my knee, his thumb tracing patterns on my knee.

“I don’t believe I stuttered Y/n”

My breath hitches, a small smirk on my lips as I giggle.

“If you can’t share, why come back?”

Druig rolls his eyes, sighing as he changes his position, tilting his head back against the couch.

“There’s something special about you.”

I giggle softly, a smile present on my face.

“Well, since we have this room to ourselves, why don’t I show you what the other men are missing?”

Druig turns his head to me, his eyes following my every movement as I stand and change the music.

His eyes stay locked to my body, one of his arms staying across the top of the couch, his other hand resting around his thigh.

I bend over, dragging my hands up my body as I slowly sway my hips to the beat. Druig smirks, his hand gripping his thigh before rubbing up and down.

I smirk to myself, continuing to sway my hips, slowly walking towards him. I stand between his open legs, moving my hands above my head, turning around and pulling the straps of my lace one piece down my arms.

I spin around, my boobs on full display as he sits up, moving closer to me, his eyes lingering on my exposed skin as he slowly drags his tongue across his bottom lip.

I smirk at his reaction, his hands gripping his thighs, stopping himself from touching me. I place my hands on his knees, leaning closer to his face so close that our lips are inches from brushing each other. I drag my nails up his thighs, his lips parting as he leans closer to me. I quickly pull away, walking over to the pole in the centre of the room, I turn to look at him, wanting to tease him more as I spin into his chest.

“You’re a tease.” Druig mumbles.

I smile sweetly, looking up at him through my false lashes, his eyes searching mine. I nod softly as his hands fall to my ass picking me up swiftly, locking our lips together.

His hands massage my ass, spanking the supple skin as I gasp into our kiss, his tongue slipping into my mouth.

Druig places me on the couch, his lips leaving mine as he places kisses down my neck, trailing down to my breasts, sucking and licking my nipples.

My moans fill the air, thankful for the low music covering the sound of my pleasure.

Druig kisses down my body, his gaze meeting mine as he presses his tongue against my lace covered pussy.

I moan at the contact, a chuckle leaving his lips as he pulls the lace to the side, blowing cold air on my dripping cunt.

“Look at you.”

I whimper in response, slightly thrusting my hips up, his arms wrapping around my thighs holding me in place as his tongue slips past my folds.

My fingers instantly lace in his hair, a deep sigh passing my lips, my back arching off the couch quickly. His tongue slowly licks up and down my core, savouring this moment, I wiggle my hips slightly, his arms tightening around my legs to stop my hips from moving.

“Yes.” I moan, his lips sucking my clit before continuing to swirl the bundle of nerves. His tongue laps at my core, tracing the letters of the alphabet on my skin.

“Druig, fuck.”

He pulls away from my pussy a whimper escaping me.

“That’s it baby, let everyone know who owns you.”

I gasp as his tongue flicks against my clit, his arm moving from my thigh, his finger slipping inside of me. My pussy clenches around him, earning a chuckle from his lips.

Druig pulls his tongue off my pussy, adding another finger to my core as I flutter my eyes closed, my finger pinching my nipples.

“Look at you, your eager little pussy sucking me back in.”

I nod in response, my walls fluttering around him, his hand reaching up to my face, tilting my head down to him.

“Good girl, eyes on me.”

I moan at the praise, a proud smirk on his lips.

“Please.” My eyes roll back quickly, his fingers pressing against my g-spot. “Fuck me Druig.”

Druig smiles, our eyes locking again as he nods pulling his fingers from me.

“For you, anything my love.”

I giggle at his words, a lust drunk smile on my face.

He fumbles with his belt, pulling his pants down as my mouth falls open.

Fuck, his cock springs free, the tip glistening with precum.

I quickly stand, pushing Druig down onto the couch as I pull the green lace from my body. I straddle Druig’s waist, our lips locking together in a messy kiss, filled with lust and hunger. His fingers rack down my back, a hiss falling from my lips as I guide his cock inside of me. Both of us moan at the feeling of him stretching my slick walls.

“Gorgeous.” I smile at his words, placing my hands on his chest as I rock my hips back and forth, slightly bouncing on his cock.

His moans send waves of arousal to my core, the sounds of my wetness filling the air around us. His hands grip my ass, spanking the skin every now and again causing a soft squeal to pass my lips.

“You take me so well.” Druig looks to where our bodies meet, his cock disappearing inside of me. His head rests on the top of the couch, his eyes watching my face wash with pleasure. Druig’s hands rest on my hips helping to guide my movements as he thrusts up into me, hitting a completely new spot.

I dig my fingers into his chest, the new angle sending shocks of electricity through my legs.

“Just like that.”

Druig smirks, his hand moving to my face to brush hair out of the way as he pulls my face down to his, our lips colliding.

My rhythm falters, Druig completely taking over, his cock sliding in and out of me as his tongue tangles with mine.

I pull away from him, moaning loud as he brushes against my g-spot perfectly. My legs are shaking beside him.

“Druig.”

His hands move to my ass gripping the skin as I feel the coil inside of me tighten.

“I’m going to cum.”

Druig groans, his pace picking up as I place my hands on his shoulders to steady myself.

“Cum for me love.” My mouth falls open as Druig pulls my hair. “But look at me.” Our eyes lock as my body shakes around him, his face washing with pleasure before his cock twitches inside of me, a warmth filling inside of me.

Both of our chests rise and fall, Druig pulling me to his body, his cock still buried deep inside of me. He places a soft kiss to the side of my head as I slip off him, both of us silent for a few moments. We both quickly compose ourselves, a proud smirk on his lips.

Druig gives me his leather jacket, the newly familiar scent of his cologne filling my senses. We walk from the champagne room back into the main foyer of the club, Daisy on the stage.

“Oh, here.” I attempt to shuffle his jacket from my shoulders as he stops me.

“I’ll wait for you at the bar.”

I raise an eyebrow, a cheeky smirk present on his lips.

“Darling, I thought we established I don’t like sharing what’s mine?”

My heart flutters at his words, my mouth slightly open in surprise.

“Might want to get moving before my cum drips down your thighs.” Druig winks at me as my cheeks heat up, his hand spanking my ass as I hurry through the crowd to grab my stuff.

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Enemies- D.M.

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request | masterlist

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1k Words

request: yes, @beautiful-yn

warnings: abuse, blood, swearing, enemy!draco, use of sl*t, wh0re, and b!tch, ANGST

summary: Draco and Y/n are enemies, until...

pronouns: she/her

house: Hufflepuff (doesn't really matter tho)

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I finally decided I was in the mood to write one of the requests I have waiting. Sry this took so long

part two

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"Hey, Y/l/n." Draco Malfoy said with a smirk. "What do you want Malfoy?" Draco's smirk widened. "Oh nothing, just come to see the slut in all her glory. How is Mr. Nott by the way?" Y/n frowned.

Her boyfriend, Theo Nott, hadn't been as sweet as when they first met. He hit her, called her names like slut, whore, bitch. It was a whole routine. All Y/n would do is talk and Theo would attack her, with words and violence.

Draco noticed the frown and stood there confused. Usually, Y/n would bite back with an insult of her own. He decided to ignore it and pushed past her while walking away to

That night, Y/n walked back to her and Theo’s shared dorm room sadly. She was scared as to how Theo would be that night, but to her surprise he wasn't there. She let out a sigh of relief and lied down.

Minutes later, Theo came bursting through the door, angry. Of course he was angry. Y/n had her back to the door and pretended to be asleep. She knew it wouldn't do much, but she could try.

Theo stomped to the bed and grabbed Y/n's shoulder harshly, turning her to face him. Y/n slowly opened her eyes and Theo slapped her.

"Don't you ever, I mean ever pretend to sleep to get out of talking to me! You hear me?!" Y/n nodded. "I said, Do. You. Hear. Me?!" Y/n whimpered. "Yes Theo." Her voice was small. "Shut the fuck up you whore."

Y/n didn't react. She didn't need to anymore. Theo did this so often that she expected it. She nodded. Theo wrapped his fingers around her neck, choking her while bringing her to the bathroom.

Y/n couldn't breathe. He was squeezing her throat, blocking her airways. He brought her to the mirror, slamming her head against it.

He let go of her neck and grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head and using magic to keep them there. He grabbed a shard of broken mirror and used it to rip her clothes off. He cut her a few times till he was satisfied.

He kneed here in the chest and face. Tears were streaming down her bloody face. "Stop crying bitch." Theo's words were harsh. He spit on her face and went to grab the shower head.

He pointed it at her and turned on the water. The water was directly on her face, shooting water up her nose and in her mouth. The blood and broken glass was washed off her face and Theo turned the water off.

He kneeled down to the floor in front of where Y/n was. Y/n looked up at Theo with half opened lids and Theo scoffed. He grabbed her shoulders with force and ripped the straps of her bra.

Theo grabbed his knife from his pocket and held it to her skin. He carved the word slut into her right breast. He carved his initials sloppily into her left breast. He smiled and undid the spell that was binding her to the wall.

"If anyone sees this and starts asking questions, you're in deep shit. Cover up and go to bed." He walked out of the dorm, probably to some girl's dorm to cheat again.

Y/n stood up shakily and walked over to her dresser to put on a new shirt. She crawled into bed and lied down with a tear escaping her eye. She fell asleep and hoped some of the marks would go away.

In the morning, Y/n sat up and went to her vanity. She used a spell to get rid of the marks on her face, though it still hurt like hell, and wore all long and covering clothing. A turtleneck, long pants, and long socks. As well as her normal school shirt and shoes.

When Draco saw her, he was weirdly worried. Y/n was wearing a lot of layers on a hot day and she looked distant and distracted. She wasn't smiling like usual and she just didn't seem like her normal self.

He sent her a letter in class, asking if she was alright. Y/n looked at Draco and scoffed before writing back. What, wanna make fun of me? Draco sighed and gave up that attempt.

At lunch, Draco didn't see Y/n sitting at her normal seat so he got up and went to find her. When he saw her in the courtyard, he let out a breath of relief and walked over.

He stopped when he heard her quiet sobs. He went over quickly and wrapped his arms around her, making her jump. When she saw who it was she wiped her tears away. "Go away." Her voice cracking. Draco just shook his head and hugged her tighter. She winced slightly at the pressure and Draco backed away quickly.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Y/n sighed, looking around a bit before lifting her shirt slightly. Draco nearly gasped at the sight before him. She had one deep gash on her side, surrounded by bruises. His face hardened.

"Who did this?" Y/n didn't respond. "Who did this?!" Y/n flinched at the harsh tone and spoke with a squeaky voice. "Why do you care?!" Draco thought for a moment. Why did he care. It's not like he even liked her, let alone cared for her.

He let out a breath before speaking in a softer tone. "Who did this?" He grabbed her hand in the process, making her jump. Y/n could see the care in his eyes, but she couldn't tell him because Theo would be mad. "Please. Just tell me who did this." Draco spoke like one would speak to a frightened animal.

Y/n looked around them to make sure no one was there and spoke in a barely there voice. "T-Theo." Draco's face turned mad as he stood up and clenched his fists. He was about to go find Theo when a small hand wrapped around his fist, making him look down at the sheepish girl.

"Please don't. Don't make things worse." Y/n looked down at her lap and Draco sighed, sitting down next to her. Y/n leaned her head on Draco's shoulder and closed her eyes. She wanted to escape to her dreams, she didn't want to deal with the world. She slowly started to drift off in the comfort of the enemy's arms.

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I may make a part two, but I just wanted to get something out. This has been in my drafts for a while so I fixed it. I hope you liked this. Please request something, link at the top.

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