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blkkizzat · 6 months

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As Nurse Geto quickly tears through the community, we must know what the rest of the group’s go-to slutty Halloween costume is.

I typed a whole thing on my phone and then it got deleted cause my phone died. I'm an idiot lmfao. But yaaas lets do this round 2!!

JJK Slutty Halloween Costumes

Gojo is too pretty not to be our slutty baby girl. We gonna dress him in something cute like a slutty Little Bo Peep. A cute lil baby blue dress with ribbons and bows to match his eyes. The top will be corseted but come just below the nipples which will be covered with little pasties with blue braided tassels on them. Of course our baby girl also going to be wearing some garters attached to sheer white stockings and some mary janes on his feet. Gojo knows he looks sexy as hell but he will still blush when he realizes the skirt of his dress is so short you can see the precum staining his cute white panties.

Toji is like a wild animal and as such its only fitting that he is Tarzan. The man is going to be in nothing but a furry loin cloth, cheeks out in the breeze. We are going to need some STURDY material though cause Toji hangs LOW and HEAVY. He's gonna break like 3 of them before we finally find one that works for him. He's also going to most definitely use this costume as an excuse to act like a complete fool. He's not going to let you walk anywhere and just slang you over his shoulder, ass up. "Me Toji. You woman. Me eat pretty pussy from back."

Choso is a puppy. The man is TOO eager to be obedient. He wears black fuzzy ears and a collar with a bell so you can see hear him coming and will walk around on all fours following you around everywhere like a puppy too. He's so obedient for you, wearing nothing else but a cockring and tight black demin shorts. He'll stay like that all day too until he can't take it any more and beg for your permission for him to cum. You better not keep him waiting too long though bestie or once you release him you will find out your cute lil puppy actually got that DAWG in him. Then it will be your turn to be puppy when he ties your hands back and relentlessly delivers backshots in doggy position.

Nanami is a Magic Mike/Chippendales dancer. We all know this man looks good in a suit but imagine what he looks like just in a bowtie and form fitting suit pants. OILED UP, glistening and muscles flexing he will have you salivating when when he finally rips off his suit pants to reveal himself in a tiny black thong. You know he is going to give you a show too. But you will have to be a good girl. No touching. Just sit there and let him do all the work. [lol now i want to write a whole drabble about this]

Sukuna you will have to fight to get in a costume but once you tell him he would make the perfect slutty priest he is all for the sacrilege. White priest collar attached to a black sleevless latex top cropped at the waist, showing off his taunt abs. He doesn't miss your stares as your eyes are drawn lower to his tight latex pants sitting low on his hips and showing off his v-line and the imprint of his huge cock. He's definitely going to power trip and let it go to his head. "On your knees slut, it's time to confess and repent."

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nightshiftpodcast · 2 years

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It's spooky season so I just have to ask, what's everyone being for Halloween? I can't settle on any single idea for any of them, but I can imagine Seb, Styx, and Quin doing that tiktok ghost challenge that's been going on for the past few years

This is the MOST important question ever asked and we've just spent over an hour deliberating in our production team group chat North: Night Shift Coffee throws a Halloween party every year, and it's a big deal for North, who was born to throw Halloween parties. For 2022, it's Max Mayfield from Stranger Things S4 with white-out contacts. If they weren't working, it'd be The Jackal from the movie Thirteen Ghosts, complete with head cage.

Justin: If Justin had gotten his way, he'd have dressed as Sailor Moon - but couple costumes with his girlfriend are an obligation, and she gets what she wants, so Justin and Celia come as Drogo and Daenerys. Celia loves Game of Thrones and Justin's shirtless, so it's a win-win for her (when North sees him, they get a bit dizzy)

Seb & Angelo: Angelo doesn't do Halloween, but since he's agreed to the party, he lets Seb coerce him into a priest outfit ("It's basically just a shirt with a collar, you won't even notice you're wearing a costume") because it was an easy win and Seb is not immune to hot priest, and then Seb spends like 4 hours on the sexiest demon costume he can put together, complete with eyeliner, horns and a tail

Quin: Quin hasn't really celebrated Halloween before but seeing as everyone around him now is super into it, he gives it a go and dresses as Morpheus from The Sandman because he's had some comments saying that's his vibe

Styx: Styx goes as Seb.

Phoebe & Spencer: Phoebe is always adorable on Halloween so she goes as Bo Peep from Toy Story. Spencer is always intentionally obnoxious on Halloween, so he goes as Jesus. He's extra obnoxious when he sees Seb and Angelo's costumes.

Cam: Cam dresses up as a mushroom, in a cute little white dress with a homemade red and white spotted mushroom shawl that lights up

Diego: Diego has been tempted out by Cam and his budding friendship with Seb (and Styx, sort of) so he's coming as Gandalf - but like, Gandalf the Beer Wizard. Staff made of empty beer cans, beard made of cotton wool.

Jenny: Velma from Scooby-Doo, with added lesbian pride this year, complete with oversized magnifying glass

Lea: Lea fully intends on an extensive costume but she runs out of time because she's working, and ends up throwing a Rosie the Riveter together last minute. It looks great all the same.

Olivia: It's gotta be slutty for Olivia, and this year it's Jennifer Check in her cheerleader outfit with blood all over her mouth.

Mira: There was no deliberation on this – Mira comes in an ABBA disco jumpsuit with platform boots. The coffee shop rents a karaoke machine and Mira and Seb hog it for half an hour

Rafe: To Angelo's horror, Rafe and Seb are friends now, so Rafe's coming too. He dresses up as a Dad. Socks and sandals, knee-length cargo shorts, fanny pack, Kiss the Cook apron. It's dad joke time, ALL the time this halloween

Miles: God knows why Miles is at the Night Shift halloween party but he is. He heard Angelo was going and wasn't going to miss an opportunity to bother him. He's wearing a full suit on his upper half - suit jacket, shirt, tie in a windsor knot, cufflinks - and fishnets and booty shorts with high heels on the bottom ;)

#night shift podcast #send asks #thank you for this we've had a RIOT #halloween

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nightjung · 4 years

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𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱

jaehyun x reader

warnings: swearing, alcohol

a/n: happy halloween my spooky hoes!! stay safe, distance, but please refrain from partying in general. luv yall <3

It was a chilly night, kids were out asking for candy, alcohol-drained college students were satisfying their thirst, and then there was you and Jaehyun. His hands on your waist, the tense hold of his palms grasping your body craving for your warmth, and his lips gently pressed to yours with his tongue exploring the walls of your mouth.

You tug at the strands of his hair, pushing him away to bring his lips to your neck, “We...we should get...g-going,” you choke out.

“I’d rather stay in with you,” Jaehyun mumbles through the small bites he litters on your pretty neck.

“We promised Jungwoo we’d be there,” you moan when Jaehyun licks a strip up to your ear.

It was true, Jungwoo really wanted to be Buzz Lightyear and had the glorious idea of you and Jaehyun dressing up as Sheriff Woody and Jessie, plus Jaehyun already had the costume thanks to his MC position.

Tonight, Jaehyun only came over to get ready and try to fuck you, but he wanted to cherish the little amount of alone time he has with you because of the little time he has. You had your own apartment so he wanted to be alone with you, it gave him time to breathe, but it didn’t help when he was so horny for you all the time.

Jaehyun stops and rests his head on your shoulder, chuckling into your neck, “okay, okay, let's go.”

The party started out big, with all 23 members in the small 10th-floor apartment, but as the night got old, younger members left, leaving the night for the ones old enough to drink. Both Jaehyun and you sit on the couch, you in his embrace as his arm drapes around your body. You two laugh at Mark and Haechan drunk argue, something about them dressed up as Patrick and Spongebob and yelling at who stole whose drink was amusing. Everyone else was either knocked out drunk on the floor, in their beds, or on the tables. It was just the four of you up and only half sober. You had to drive back to your apartment and Jaehyun had to get up to film the next day, but nonetheless, it was a fun night.

“I should go,” you smile up at your boyfriend.

Jaehyun’s forehead creases, “it’s getting late, you sure you don’t want to stay for the night?”

You looked at the time on your phone, it was getting late, but nothing beats a night like sleeping in your own bed. Jaehyun’s bed was also tiny, but then again he finally put some bedsheets on thanks to your nagging. As you dwelled in your thoughts, Jaehyun played with the large silver buttons on your costume, admiring the features of your face as you debated which option was more attractive.

Your breath hitched when Jaehyun popped the first button open and placed his hands against your skin, something about his large hands skimming over your warm skin was comforting. You closed your eyes in satisfaction when he gently wrapped his hand over your neck, giving it gentle squeezes.

“God you’re always horny,” you sigh.

“Guys!” Haechan yelled, you snapped your eyes open and Jaehyun snickered at your flustered state, “take it to the room, Jungwoo’s knocked out on the kitchen table. Just do your business elsewhere,” the younger grumbled at you two.

Jaehyun raised a brow, silently telling you that his offer still stands. You playfully rolled your eyes and let him drag you to his bedroom. It didn’t take long, the second you walked in Jaehyun pushed you against the door, his body pressed against yours, and his lips rough on yours as he locked the door.

“Goodness, I’ve been waiting for this the entire night,” Jaehyun murmurs between kisses as his hands stay busy, stripping you from your tight costume, “you couldn’t have picked an easier costume? Should’ve gone for fucking Bo-Peep or something.”

“Stop,” you whine, tossing his hat to the floor, “we were cute,” you say as you begin to undress him.

“I guess we were,” you felt him smirk as he ripped your top off, revealing your chest.

You slapped his chest, “Jaehyun! Costumes are expensive for a one-time wear.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get you something better next year,” he eyes, his hands tugging the hem of your pants, “something sexier.”

“...Oh,” you inhale a sharp breath as he pulls your pants and panties down, “okay,” you shudder when you felt his hot breath on your core.

Jaehyun grins at your aroused frustration, he thinks you’re so pretty, always beautiful, yet so patient and understanding of him. He was the boyfriend that was always busy, always called late, and sometimes even forgot to call, or always falling asleep first on FaceTime. He was so happy that you were so understanding and loving of him, here you were, all dressed up with him on Halloween.

“God you’re so beautiful,” he holds on your hand, guiding you to his bed.

You thin your lips, preventing you from breaking into a shy smile and you hope he doesn’t notice it but he does. Jaehyun chuckles as he completely strips himself as you sit on his bed, you can feel your essence already staining his sheets as he unclothes himself. He does it slowly like he’s putting on a show for you and he knows you enjoy this type of shit and he finds your reaction entertaining.

As soon as Jaehyun throws his last article of clothing onto the floor, you pull him to you, “you’re such a fucking tease,” you don’t bother to take it slow, immediately swirling your tongue around his.

It was rare to have this kind of sex with him, he was always soft and caring, but something about him in that stupid costume made you feel intoxicated.

“Who’s horny now?” Jaehyun chuckles, gently pushing you down until your back meets his bed.

“Shut up and just fuck me. You always leave me high and dry whenever you come over and just sleep,” you rasped.

Jaehyun teasingly pouts at you, but his actions are contradicting as he gently presses his fingertips on your clit, tracing long infinity signs in the slowest way possible. You gasp and grab his arm for leverage as he coats his fingers in your essence, later sucking your juices off his long, pretty, fingers. When he inserts two fingers, your back arches until you can see stars.

“O-oh shit,” you breathe out when his fingers curl, the tips firmly pressing against your sweet spot.

Once Jaehyun knows your body is ready for him, he takes out his fingers and sticks them in his mouth, releasing a ‘pop’ when he finishes it off like a lollipop. You gulp when you get a glance of the filthy act and his veiny cock, the member throbbing by the second against his toned abdominal. With precum dripping from his tip, he coats his thick cock with your essence and you release a loud sigh when his cock moves among your slit. It only takes a short amount of time until Jaehyun thrusts into you. You grasp his shoulder as he lets out a groan in your ear when he pushes himself deeper into you.

“So fucking tight, so fucking mine,” Jaehyun fastens the pace in which he thrusts, making you moan out louder and louder for all his knocked out members to hear, “let them. Let them hear who makes you feel this good.”

You quiver at his vulgar remark, you can almost taste the relief at the tip of your tongue that’s now dancing with Jaehyun’s. It’s the knot in your stomach that tightens, it’s the lethargy way your toes curl, and it’s the way Jaehyun’s words sound like the sweetest poems to your ears.

“I’m close,” you whisper, but immediately whine when Jaehyun suddenly pulls out, the empty feeling and cold air pooling at your womanhood, “Jaehyun,” you prop yourself on your elbows when he stands up and offers his hand.

“Ride me,” Jaehyun says, his chest heaves as you glance at the tall male, the moonlight from the window behind him hitting his back.

You place your hand carefully in his as you two switch places, due to the lack of room. You hadn’t actually ridden him that much, but it’s nothing you’re scared of doing, you know he likes what you do. With your hands splayed on his broad chest, you slowly sink yourself on his cock, feeling every inch that pleases your walls. Jaehyun lets out a groan at the sight of his cock disappearing into your pussy, so beautiful, so raw, so intimate. You drive your hips against him, chasing your climax as Jaehyun unclips your bra, letting the lingerie scatter somewhere on the floor. He brings his one hand on your breast and rests the other on your ass, patting it.

You drop your head back, letting the feeling of his cock rapidly thrusting into you and his hands feeling every exposed inch of your skin. You hum when his tip hits that far spot that shoots pleasure to your spine and he groans when he sees your breasts bouncing as you thrust after your climax.

“You close?” Jaehyun slaps your ass.

You whimper, feeling the beads of sweat fall from your temples and gather at the base of your neck and chest. You’re completely sober but everything that you feel is elevated to the highest level.

“Then cum for me, baby. Let the entire building know who fucks you so, so well. You’re such a slutty baby, so needy for me and my cock,” Jaehyun knows the effect he has with his words, it drives you insane, frenzied, and he knows you’re close when he can feel your walls beginning to pulsate.

With only a few more thrusts, a choked cry escapes your lips as you reach your climax, the overwhelming feeling of pleasure overtaking your body. Your body jerks from the signs of satisfaction and your sex clenches as you shut your eyes tight as Jaehyun comes in you, the warm liquid of his cum filling you up to the brim. You can almost feel it dripping out of you onto the base of his softening cock.

“God you’re so good, so fucking good,” Jaehyun chuckles as your body falls limp on top of his, he comfortably strokes your hair, “love you, cowgirl.”

You wince at the name he gives you, “please don’t ever call me that ever again.”

“Why” His laugh vibrates both of your bodies, his chest full of breath and laughter, “it’s cute.”

“No, it’s not,” you bury your face in his chest, hearing the relaxing beat of his heart.

Before Jaehyun can speak up again, you’re both caught off guard by the door being harshly pushed open. Your eyes peel open at the sight of Jungwoo walking into the room with half of his costume on and plopping himself right on his bed. He doesn’t even glance at the two of your naked bodies on top of each other across the room because he’s so tired, alcohol taking over his body.

“What? How did you-?”

“With a card,” Jungwoo drags out his reply to his roommate who lays below you in surprise.

Jaehyun chuckles, it’s been a recurring event where he always locks the door whenever you come over and since you two always end up knocking out, it leaves Jungwoo bedless for the night. Therefore, he uses a card from now on to unlock the door and get in himself.

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up,” Jaehyun kisses your temple as he gently pushes you off to lay on your back and runs for a tissue.

He takes care of your body lovingly kissing each limb, saving your lips for last. Once he finishes cleaning himself up, he climbs in bed with you, who’s out cold, and brings your body close to his, feeling how perfectly your body molds with his.

#jaehyun smut #jaehyun imagines #jaehyun au #nct smut #my writingg #boo tumblr tags

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footballffbarbiex · 3 years

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Halloween. Prompt 7.

Player: Leon Goretzka. Words: 800 Request: "We should do a couples costume.” “Oh my gaud, I think the crystal ball is working. The spirits are telling me you’re a dumbass.” “I hate Halloween.” dressed as Han and leia for Bayern’s Halloween party but Leon isn’t half as excited as his girlfriend, she finally managed to convince him promising another kind of party after 😉 Warnings: very brief hint at rudies at the end.

If you want to know what Leon and his gf look like while browsing, this is an actual snapshot of them.

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"We should do a couples costume.” She says as she bounds ahead. Racks upon racks of every kind of dress up imaginable is all held under this roof. From storybook, fantasy, horror, movie/tv, mythical and everything in between, there was nothing left out for those wanting to dress up.

Leon walks behind slower, hands stuffed in his pockets as he looks over all the opportunities that present themselves. There are more than enough ideas for particular outfits that Leon would love to see his girlfriend in while they’re in the bedroom but something for them both to wear and leave the house? That’s where his enthusiasm begins to drop. Hers is more than enough for the two of them and even though he’s not looking forward to doing this, he does love how happy this makes her.

“I hate Halloween.” He calls out to her as she stands browsing at a rack. Her shoulders shimmy and she dances from foot to foot as she hums along with the song on the overhead speakers.

“No you don’t, you just don’t want to dress up and that makes this even more beautiful for me.”

“You’re really going to get off on my suffering, aren’t you?”

“Yup. Now,” she says, ignoring his unhappiness, “do we go down the slutty, storybook or movie route?”

“What’s the difference?” He asks as he finally reaches her side.

“One, we’ll look a little dead but you’ll still wanna fuck me, think undead nurse, undead bride, slutty bunny etc,” she ticks them off on her fingers as she gives some examples, “storybook you need to think, again, slutty undead Little Bo Peep, Little Red Riding Hood, Snow White. And movie is pretty simple. We just pick an iconic pair and go with it.”

“So, while you’re being all slutty, what would I be if we were part of a couple theme?”

“Depends what we were going as, doesn’t it? If it’s the first two, you would be the male counterpart but dead. Ooooo! We could be Han and Leia!” Her tone gets louder as her hands pull at the Leia dress. “I COULD HAVE BUNS!”

“Not the braid?”

“I tried that once, youtube lies. It wasn’t easy to do on my own.”

“I could get you a hairdresser appointment.”

“No. Buns. I’ve decided. My mind is made up.”

“Do I not get a say in whatever costume is going to make me look like an idiot?”

“Nope. Here,” she slaps her hand to his chest, pressing his Han costume to his body as she gives him a grin. “Go try it on.”

She links her arm through his and leads him off towards the dressing rooms, her own dress draped over her other arm as she chats animatedly about how amazing they’ll look and wondering openly about what the other couples will be dressed as.

With the dressing room in sight, Leon finds himself distracted by a magic and mystical section. “You want me in a Halloweeny mood? How about this,” he says, pulling away from her grasp and takes his place behind a fake crystal ball. “OooOOooo.” he sing-songs while wiggling his fingers over the ball.

“Oh my gaud, I think the crystal ball is working. The spirits are telling me you’re a dumbass.” She jokes, lips curving into a smile as she places her hands on her hips. He gives her a sarcastic smile.

“I'm in charge of the crystal ball. They don’t speak to you.”

“What are they saying then?”

“That this costume will curse us.”

Making a frustrated sound, she steps forward and pulls him away from the ball, chuntering that they’re lying and pushes him into his cubicle. Silence falls between the two of them as they enter their individual dressing rooms, only the store music and clothes being unzipped and falling to the floor can be heard for a few minutes until the camera app snapping can be heard.

“Are you doing a photoshoot in there?” Leon shouts out.

“What’s it to you?” She yells back before the sound can be heard again.

“I can’t take you anywhere...” he mumbles, noticing his screen light up, the notification making him look twice. Quickly picking it up, he swipes to open and sees her in various state of undress. The last one has shows her pulling the dress up, a slit up her leg and showing a hint of stocking and suspenders that he hadn’t known she was wearing previously. Suddenly the thought of standing next to her tonight knowing that she’d be wearing some sexy lingerie and stockings that no-one else would know about had him looking at the costume in a different light.

> Be a good boy and wear the costume and I’ll make sure you’re rewarded when we get home...

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#leon goretzka imagine #leon goretzka one shot #leon goretzka blurb #leon goretzka drabble #football one shot #football imagine #football blurb #football drabble #footballer one shot #footballer imagine #footballer blurb #footballer drabble

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theroseofambrose · 2 years

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Couples costumes with Lester

I don't think this one needs a warning. Like Bo swears but it's Bo. I wrote this while drunk so who the fuck knows anymore, I guess. Minors don't read it. it has sexual themes.

Bo looked at his little brother as he walked into the room

"what the fuck are you wearing" Bo said confronted by the sight of his little brother dressed as a cow.

"it's Halloween, this is my costume. Rose and I are going into town for a costume party at a bar" Lester said as a matter of fact

"why a cow?" Bo said dumbfounded by this and by how stupid Lester look

"Couple costumes. come on Bo. that ain't that hard to figure out" Lester said poking his forehead, so maybe Lester had some pre drinks in order to get him into the cow costume

"she's not the back end of a cow is she?" Bo asked

"nah, she wanted to be sexy this year since I'll be out with her" Lester said, chest puffed up with pride at that

" what the hell is sexy about a cow" Bo said shaking his head while Rose came up the stares. Vincent had helped her get the last bits of her costume ready by doing her make up for her.

"okay! ready!" Rose called all excited. Both brothers had to stop and stare at the scantily clad woman before them

"what the fuck are you suppose to be princess, and how does this go with a cow?" Bo asked at this point fully staring at her tits. Not like she would know he was anyways. The young woman had her cleavage hanging out. A corset on her waist, and a poofed up skirt to which she could almost look like a slutty bo-peep. In her hand she had a silver metal bucket in it

"I'm a sexy milk maid. duh? really Bo, how is it I'm the blind one here and you couldn't figure that out.

Lester and Rose did not win any prizes for their costumes, but Lester did indeed get milked at the end of the night. So it was a win for them at least.

#Lester sinclair #house of wax #short fic #slashers #blind characters #I can't sleep tonight so I wrote this cause the idea made me chuckle #based off a couple costume with my fiancé #bo sinclair #blind character

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zumpietoo · 2 years

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Honestly I could maybe see that this past week’s dumpster fire attempt at going public with Spencer was to do a soft intro before met gala and drum up interest as an “it” couple. Except it backfired, and she had to say they were just “casually dating” which now is even more embarrassing if she brings her hookup to the met. Extremely trashy. My guess if she does go is a slutty little bo peep style dress. For her sake hope it’s not shorts/train but also she really doesn’t have the fashion sense…

Oh I'm laying odds it's shorts/train 4.0

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whenimaunicorn · 5 years

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Party Police

Hvitserk x Reader (female)

Content Tags: modern AU, slightly smutty, drug use, cop roleplay featuring some abuse of power

Notes: combining two prompts here, from @grungyblonde and @equalstrashflavoredtrash (everyone knows that a Halloween prompt came from you babe)

The party’s been ok so far, though it’s not living up to the wild ride that you always hope that Halloween is going to be. You’re standing in your friend’s kitchen at the back of the house she rents with a few other people, admiring her homemade mermaid costume. “I love that your makeup includes fucking gills, dude,” you say, running your fingers under prosthetics she’s given herself on the sides of her neck.

“I mean, a real mermaid would have to have them, right?” she answers. She reaches out and tugs at the lacey hem of your short, calico skirt. “And look at you, going all sexy this year.”

You blush a little, looking down at the storebought “slutty” Little Bo Peep dress that you grabbed on a whim. “I just thought it looked really cute on me.”

“It does, it does,” your friend agrees.

“Mostly I had to have it for this,” you add, swinging around the purse that’s been hanging under your arm. It’s shaped like a fluffy little sheep, with a zippered pocket down its back just big enough for your phone and smokes to fit inside.

Your friend is just reaching out to pet the adorable little thing when the loud sound of a siren starts emanating from the back door. She jumps, and waves her hand frantically for you to put the joint in your hand behind your back. “The fuck--?”

The back door bangs open, and Hvitserk Ragnarsson jumps through. He’s dressed in a deep blue cop uniform, which almost looks like it could be real if it weren’t so expertly tailored to hug his slim, fit body. Beneath the brim of his officer’s hat, his eyes are a little red and puffy and laughing. “Everybody remain calm,” he announces, “the fun police is here.”

Your friend is the first to respond, rushing up and smacking him. “You scared me, Hvitty!”

“Whoa whoa whoa, assaulting an officer?” he replies with mock outrage. “I might have to write you up for that.” He hits a button on his phone that turns off the siren sound.

Suddenly nervous, you bring the joint in your hand up for one more tiny little hit. You’ve had a crush on Hvitserk since high school, though he’s never been single long enough for you to do anything about it. It’s been all safe flirting and near-misses between you too so far. But you never know, tonight could be a fresh chance. You exhale as smooth and cool as you can while Hvitserk’s eyes fall on you, and pass the joint to the girl standing to your left.

“What’s this?” Hvitserk says in his cop voice, cocking his head as he launches himself over to you. His long fingers intercept that joint before the hand-off can be completed. “You have the right,” he says with a goofy sparkle in his eye, “to remain high.” He brings it to his mouth and takes an almost rudely-long hit, staring at you all the while.

You make sure your face looks suitably impressed at his lung capacity.

He holds his breath as he returns the now-smaller joint to its proper turn in the rotation. He releases a cloud of thick white smoke just as your friend returns to her place at your side, fresh beer from the cooler in her hand. “Ma’am, I am going to have to confiscate that,” he announces, plucking the sweating bottle right from her fingers and drinking from it before she can try and take it back.

“Fuck you,” she fires back, though she’s smiling. Hvitserk might enjoy playing the asshole, but he’s got some kind of charm about him that makes it so no one ever quite gets mad at him for it. She turns to you. “Come on,” she says, linking her arm in yours, “let’s go make margaritas instead.”

You give Hvitserk a kind of longing last look as she pulls you away; his cool smirk implies that he thinks you’re just playing hard to get. Which… probably you are? But maybe that’s your problem, why you haven’t ever hooked up with him yet. Maybe you’re making yourself too hard to approach?

These are the things that you ponder as you help your friend pour salt in a plate to edge the rims of two glasses, watching Hvitserk from the corner of your eye as he moves on from the kitchen to the front of the house. His ass in those pants is just perfect; you never realized how exceptional he’d look in a uniform.

“Don’t make it too obvious,” your friend says into your ear.

You brush her off. “What? I’m not.”

“Su-ure,” she drawls.

You drink, you dance, you adjust the crooked hem of your flouncy little skirt for the thirtieth time. You try to play it cool as Hvitserk flits around the party, but he catches you looking about an hour later. You’re standing in the corner of the living room now, momentarily alone.

Hvitserk runs his hands up his uniform shirt, as if to remind you what he’s wearing. An arrogant snarl comes over his face as he gets into character, sauntering over with one hand on his plastic gun-holster. “You’re looking mighty suspicious over here, Miss Little Bo Peep,” he accuses when he reaches you.

“Oh, I’m definitely a bad element,” you coo up at him.

“Hands against the wall,” he says sternly, directing you to turn around with one swirling finger. “I’m gonna have to pat you down.”

You feel your blood rising as you comply, setting your hands high against the wall and arching your back shamelessly.

Hvitserk steps close, the fabric of his pants brushing against the bare backs of your thighs. His booted foot taps at the inside of your ankle. “Spread ‘em wider.”

Heat rushes between your opening legs as you follow his order.

“Have you been drinking tonight, Miss?” Hvitserk rasps into your ear, voice a little raw from all the shouting he’s been doing. His hands close around the tops of your shoulders, flattening the puffy little cap sleeves of your costume.

“Only a little, Officer.”

He grunts and starts his pat-down, moving his softly-slapping hands over your shoulderblades and down your flanks. His fingertips land against the sides of your tits and you feel his breath getting heavier against the side of your neck. “Am I going to find anything I don’t like in here?” he asks, groping across your belly and up between your breasts.

“I think you’ll like all of it,” you breathe back, turning to catch his eye with the most seductive face you can muster.

You almost break him with that; his jaw drops and you see him lose the character for a moment. But he’s not done with his game. He licks his lips and brings his hands down to your ass, sliding his thumbs over your cheeks and coming around like he’s checking your nonexistent pockets. “Just as I thought – contraband.”

“What do you mean, dude? I already smoked everything I’ve got!”

“Mm-mmm. Not that, miss.” He flips your skirt up high. “Care to explain these panties?”

Your eyes widen; you look around but are reassured to see that most people have left this room and no one is paying attention to your exposed rear. “Wh-what do you mean?”

“Way too sexy,” Hvitserk says with finality, fingers tracing the lacey back. “I’m gonna have to confiscate.”

You have one second to brace yourself, wondering if he’s really gonna do it, before Hvitserk’s fingers close around the waistband of your panties and he whisks them toward the floor. You angle your hips to help him accomplish his goal, making sure your skirt falls back down as you do.

Hvitserk keeps one hand bracing your hip, fingers hungry, as he bends down to guide your panties off one foot, then the other. He tucks them into the breast pocket of his uniform as he stands. “I’m gonna let you off with a warning.” The hand on your hip squeezes tight, then slaps abruptly. “Next time, don’t go out looking so sexy.”

Breathless, you turn away from the wall as Hvitserk tips his hat and steps away. You’re so turned on that your legs don’t seem to work quite right as you stagger after him. “What? You can’t just stop there!”

Hvitserk turns back, one eyebrow raised. “Well if you’re looking to get arrested…” he jingles the metal handcuffs at his belt, and you both grin.

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