#ponytail dick because you can't stop me :)

[brawl-bucket]

remember, as far as anyone knows, we're a nice, normal family.

#batblob #bruce wayne #dick grayson #tim drake #stephanie brown #duke thomas #jason todd #batfam #fanart #digital art #brawl's art #ponytail dick because you can't stop me :) #cassandra cain

[murdrdocs]

coriolanus in the peacekeeper uniform + gaul's daughter 18+ (fem! implied reader)

coriolanus when he returns to the capitol, eager to be back home where the streets are neatly paved and clean. where the people are civil and speak proper. where their clothes are intricate and the complete opposite of dull. he's so ecstatic that he can't even begin to dread going to doctor gaul's as his first stop, especially not when he knows her daughter will be there.

"my kin in the only ways that matters," volumnia would always say, a proud smile on her face as she played with the neat ponytail that always sat at the back of her daughter's head.

it was sitting there when coriolanus saw you, brandished with a red bow that matched the top half of gaul's outfit, one similar to the one you wore. the ponytail and outfit are skewed now, a product of coriolanus' overeager hands.

he's had adrenaline pent up in his body. adrenaline that he usually got out by hanging out with lucy gray. but that's gone now. lucy gray isn't here.

but you are.

you're here with your legs spread, your ankles hooked behind his back, the heel of your sneakers digging into coriolanus' peacekeeper uniform. with each sloppy thrust into your sopping heat, coriolanus' cock grazes the red lace of your panties that he'd carelessly pushed aside. it's a delicious friction, it makes him shudder and dig his head into the crook of your neck. he's so deep within you, the curls at the base of his cock tickling your skin every other thrust, yet you want him deeper. you pull with your ankles, nudge at his shoulder, force your hips closer to his, all to communicate your carnal need.

coriolanus can't stop thinking about how good you feel. because you feel so good. there's no real distinction between your cunt and the one's back in the districts (pussy is pussy), yet coriolanus swears he can feel it. maybe it's because he's fucking pussy of the same socioeconomic class. maybe it's because with each thrust, he believes he's tainting you.

volumnia gaul's daughter, sweet and innocent and always quiet, now struggling to keep her moans to an appropriate volume. the two of you are already making enough noise as is, your cunt squelching at an obscene volume. the walls of gaul's lab does nothing to conceal the noises, and even if you're tucked away in a corner of the halls that rarely have traffic at all, coriolanus still can't help but tease the possibility of being found.

"think their opinion of you would change? hm? like mine has?" he's facing you head on now, the slope of his nose looking even more intense under the shadows that his hat creates. you wish he'd take it off, a previous plea of yours from before the encounter got to this point. but he denied, just more proof that in this moment, like this, he had control.

you don't respond, instead letting your head fall back and knock against the concrete. coriolanus seems annoyed, a particular harsh thrust dragging you up the wall. you yelp and coriolanus grins, his perfect pearlescent teeth shining at you. his hands dig further into the flesh of your ass underneath your skirt which has been flipped up to accommodate your sinful acts.

after giving you two more drives of the same intensity, he continues.

"i never thought you'd be able to take dick like this. who's been fucking you? or have you been fucking yourself? pleasing yourself while you think of me? is that it?" when you nod, coriolanus can't help but shockingly chuckle.

his eyebrows have risen, his eyes have gone wide, but you can't see any of this. you only see the cruel curl of his lips and the flare of his nostrils as he asks, "really?"

your nails, freshly manicured, scratch at the waterproof material of his uniform. it doesn't provide any place for you to grab onto, nothing to steady yourself. you whine, starting to become frustrated, and when coriolanus mockingly coos, you become embarrassed.

"please, coriolanus. i wanna see you."

"coryo," he snaps. "how many times do i have to tell you that?"

you're quick to correct yourself, repeating your request once more with the nickname woven in there placatingly, the fear that the use of his full name will pull him away from you completely stuck to your membrane.

feeling generous, coriolanus peels his hat away from his head and drops it at his feet, leaving you to stare straight into his bright blue eyes. they seem to have gotten brighter in his absence, shining with power and authority.

with the sex driven haze in your mind, you note that it's a good look on him. it's fitting.

#coriolanus snow x reader #coryosworld! #coriolanus snow smut #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow #celeste writes thg #coriolanus snow x black!reader #peacekeeper!coryo

[vivian-pascal]

Sweet Whiskey

dbf!joel x f!reader

summary: Your dad's best friend came over to "babysit" you because your dad was worried you'd do something stupid while he was out, let's say you might have done something, but it definitely wasn't stupid. (in your opinion of course)

warnings: smut piv (wrap it up), oral m!receiving, degradation, flirting, age gap, daddy kink, reader is on birth control, throat fucking, clit teasing, fingering, (this is basically pwp)

prompt: "Don't you like it when I look at you like that?"

this was written for @iamasaddie writing challenge 2.0!!

Walking through the patio to see your dad's best friend. Joel miller. You side eye him as you open the fridge to grab a drink. He's sat at the bar looking down at his phone in his hand. You lean against the kitchen counter as you crack your can of coke open. That seems to get his attention.

His head snaps up as he makes direct eye contact. He turns his phone off and puts it in his back pocket of his jeans. He gets out of the stool and walks over to the fridge. Just a few feet away. He turns around and leans against the fridge as he opens his water bottle.

As you walk out of the kitchen, your hand skims just under his belt and before you know it, he grabs your wrist and pulls you into him.

"Careful there darlin'. Don't wanna start something ya can't finish do ya?" You look up at him with doe eyes as he looks at your lips.

"Stop looking at me like that. Your gonna make me fuckin explode." You smirk, grabbing onto his bulge that's slowly growing through his jeans and he grits his teeth and groans.

"Don't you like it when I look at you like that?" He looks down at your doe eyed, soft face and verbally moans. His eyes go droopy and his mouth opens as he sighs at your small movements you make through his pants. You slowly begin to get on your knees and he sets his bottle on the counter.

You undo his belt buckle and unzip his jeans. You pull his boxers down and his hard cock pops out. Your dripping. Seeing his massive dick just makes you wetter at the second. You can easily see the stain of your arousal on your pants.

You slowly begin to move your hand up and down his dick. His hands make their way to the back of your head as his hands thread through your hair, putting it up in a ponytail in an almost desperate ask to put your mouth on him.

You slowly lick a stripe of saliva up from the base to the tip of his cock. "Darlin'" He groans. "Don't fuckin tease." You smile at his whimpering state and finally suction your lips onto his tip. Drinking in the precum and swirling your tongue around the rim.

He throws his head back in ecstasy and moans aloud. You bob your head up and down as fast as you can to give him that euphoric feeling.

He begins to slowly fuck into your throat as his hips thrust into your warm mouth. "M'close." He moans and you quickly pull off. He looks down to see your fucked out face with saliva dripping down your chin and your teary eyed eyes.

He groans at you and grabs your arm and pulls you into him. He kisses you roughly as he begins to yank your clothes off. Once naked, he picks your body up bridal style and makes his way to the bedroom.

You swat at his arm and giggle as he carries you to the room. He smiles at your sweet voice and places you softly on the bed, closing the door behind him.

You lie there in the middle butt ass naked while your dad's best friend starts to undress. You start to drool as you see his little soft belly when he removes his shirt. Soon after, he's as naked as a baby and crawls on top of you.

He kisses you slowly and you moan in his mouth. You grab through his hair and scratch at his scalp which makes him groan. He stops kissing you and watches your eyes. "You ready f'me baby?" You nod is desperation. "Yes."

He shakes his head as he trails his hand down your body. He slowly starts to circle your clit as he looks into your eyes. "Yes what?"

You throw your head back onto the pillow as you moan aloud when he presses down harder, urging an answer from your weak mouth.

"Y-yes." You moan louder when he inserts a finger into your weeping hole. "C'mon now sugar, you can do it. Just one simple word f'me and you'll get what ya want." His movements start to go faster as you arch your back. Your mouth drops open when he adds a second finger and you can barely even breath.

The girth of his fingers makes you feel so filled up and he's hitting on the right spots. His palm pushes into your poor little clit and that's what throws you over the edge. "Y-yes daddy!"

You scream as bliss takes over your senses. Your vision goes black as you start to see stars and you can feel your legs shaking. "There ya go, such a good girl f'daddy."

He crawls up your body and kisses you tenderly. "Daddy please." He chuckles at your desperation and begins to kiss your neck.

He lines his tip with your entrance and pushes in. He comes to a halt as his eyes close. "So fuckin tight darlin'." You claw at his chest and scratch at his hair. "Joel, move!" He takes a deep breath to try and compose himself as he starts to hammer into you.

Your breath catches in your throat as he stares at where you two are connected. "Yea, you take it you fuckin slut, begging for daddies cock while your dad could come home any minute."

You moan as he smashes his mouth onto yours. You whine and heave as he slams into you, over and over again. His pelvis hitting your clit every time he pulls out just makes you closer than ever.

"Daddy I'm close." You practically moan the sentence as he snakes his hand between you both and pushes on your clit. "Come f'me baby, cmon." You can tell he's close too.

His breathing is picking up and his thrusts are getting sloppier and sloppier each hit. You moan when your orgasm washes over you.

"Yeah baby, just like that, such a good-" He groans as he slows his movements. "fuck, girl." He moves at just the right pace, and then he's coming. Groaning into your ear as you feel his hot seed seeping into your pussy.

He groans and rolls over, pulling you into his chest as he lies down. You cuddle up close to him as you hear his deep breaths.

"How long till your dad gets home." You sigh as you think about his return. You don't want this to be over just yet.

"Not sure, probably somewhere around 30 minutes." You rest your head on his chest as he nods his head.

"Think we got time for round 2?"

tags!

@morallyinept @mermaidgirl30 @rav3n-pascal22 @mountainsandmayhem @amyispxnk @pinkcrystal44 @guelyury @iamsherloocked @itsokbbygrl @heartpascalispunk @littlevenicebitch69 @brittmb115 @kotourasan123 @simplewanderer @tupelomiss @heartramen @sinful-mind-joyful-thoughts

#joel miller #pedro pascal #joel miller fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #joel miller x you #pedropascal #dbf!joel #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader #joel the last of us

[bitchimasnake-sss]

"my name is whatever you decide" ft. the monster trio!

ft. luffy, zoro, sanji x fem!reader

set-up: nsfw drabbles; let's talk about our fav men on sea (//some other misc. headcanons)

warnings: nsfw stuff includes: penetration, oral (both m!recieving and f!receiving), creampie, degradation, praise kink, choking, toys (i kinda went overboard); MDNI (thankyou very much)

luffy:

- this man is messy to his core no matter where - so, naturally, sex with him? sloppy as fuck - his hands are pulling your wayward hair into a tight ponytail, using his grip as leverage to push his cock further into your mouth "just. like. that." he fucks your throat with every punctuated word, marveling in the way tears slides down your cheeks and you struggle to breath "just a little bit more" he coos, as your nose brushes against his skin and your eyes roll into the back of your head - youre reduced to nothing but a toy for luffy to fuck into "god, ju-st like that. just a bit mor-e ugh" he holds your head still, "yn, fuck." - his hips stutter in an uneven rhythm as he empties out into your throat, painting your sore throat with a sticky coat - once this man gets hyperfixated, there's no stopping him - he will play with your nipples, tugging and biting till you're pushing his face away "t- too sensitive, luffy" "you can take it" he grins, giving your hardened nipple kitten licks - he will spend hours with his tongue playing with your cunt, licking up and down, fucking you with his tongue till you're pulling him away from your overstimulated pussy - actually moans everytime you pull/tug on his hair and whispers, "again, please" "you like that?" the way he dives back into your pussy answers for itself - doesn't exactly have a mommy kink but god, ask him once and he'd say anything that makes your pussy clench down that fucking good around his cock "mommy, your pussy-" he notices how you bite down on your lip, your walls shutting on his dick, trapping him in, "you like that, huh?" - his fav position is missionary, because (1) he is a simple man, you're in front of him naked and he's gonna fuck you senseless now and (2) he can see every inch of your body and face as he slips in and out of you. he can see in real time how your eyes roll back into your head as he stretches his cock just slightly to hit your g-spot, rubbing against you periodically - will not stop until you've cum, if he came before you, he will just keep fucking into you till you're milking him dry again - down to try anything and everything - will always cum inside you but if he wants a real sweet view, he will pull out and pump himself till he's releasing ropes over your chest and face - the way you scoop up his cum from your tits and suck on your fingers has him hardening all over again

zoro:

^^ jfc jfc jfc jfc jf-

- he was so fucking reluctant towards you ever owning a sex toy cause he was right there and if you "needed help, you can always ask me, baby" - but when you went ahead and bought one from an island one of these days, he wanted to see just how worth that purchase had been - his thick fingers are slipping in and out of your slick cunt, curling everytime he enters it. low buzz fills the room as your shaking fingers hold the vibrator to your clit - "zo-" your head is thrown back, mouth dry from the pace his fingers fuck you in, "zoro zoro- zo- fuck fuck fuck god- i'm gonna-" "cum?" you nod feverishly, hands forcing the vibrator harder against her swollen clit - "you can take it" he coos and you're almost crying when his lips bite down on your neck, kissing your pulse, "you can fucking take it, can't you?" "zo- r-o" he thrusts into you harder, still cooing next to the shell of your ear, "are you gon' cry from how good i'm fucking you? hm?" - his other hand holds your face tightly, "go ahead, fucking cry like a pretty, little slut" - he makes you hold that vibrator till you're squirting on his fingers, face red and eyes blurry due to the building tears, lips swollen from how hard you were biting down "good girl" he says as he licks up your remnants on his fingers, "aww, was that too much?" he whispers against your lips at your fucked out state, "i thought you could do better than that?" - his hands are pulling you onto him, "show me you can do better than that" - his favourite position is 100% cow-girl because (1) after a long day, he just wants to lay down as you bounce up and down his dick, gyrating your hips around his cock as your tits bounce with you and (2) he loves seeing your frustrated moans as you try to fuck yourself using him, he loves knowing no matter what you do, you cannot cum the way he can make you cum - eventually he'd flip you around and fuck into you, animalistic and blinding "god- fuck, you like that, huh?" his fingers are rubbing on your clit, the same slick covered fingers and then being shoved into your mouth, "your pussy feels so good, you have no fuckin' idea" - he keeps fucking into your tight cunt, groaning lowly as your fingers claw on his back and you chant his name - cums inside you and watches as his essence drips out of your over-used pussy - and fuck, he needs you again

sanji:

^^ i dont condemn smoking but okokokok-

- if theres one thing sanji knows, its worship - he takes his time, no matter how many times you tug on you hair or moan his name, he is a man of thorough precision - hickeys mark your body right from underneath your jaw to your inner thigh, the purple bruises springing onto the surface as his bites and kisses and licks - he takes his painfully sweet time in opening your legs, kissing around but never where you want him "sanji~" you whine, trying to push his face further in "patience, my love" - and lord if you're patient, he will send you to heaven and bring you back down again and again and again - as much as he is a gentleman, he loves having you at his disposal "are you close?" he hums against the bundle of nerves, fingers scissoring inside you his tongue edges you, slowing down painfully when you yell his name and ask him to go faster "aw sorry, im just not done with you yet" he smiles, licking the fluids splattered across his lips - one might call him selfish but it's okay because you pay him back in the same manner and you can tell from his half-lidded gaze how much he loves it - his forehead is damp, eyes screwed shut and he's begging you to please let him cum "pl- please, yn" he whimpers, "don't play with me like this, darling- please" - cums unexpectedly on your hands and face, mumbling a half-ass apology because you know he loves the view of his seed on your tattered skin - his favourite position is wherever he can hold most of you, so usually it's his chest flush against yours as you bounce in his lap - the sounds he makes are unholy when you graze your teeth on his neck and clench down on him at the same time - but he will take any type of lazy fucking, you next to him, your back against his chest as he pounds into you slowly? it has him going insane "god, look at how wet you are, love" he whispers as his fingers find your clit, "i can probably fuck you like this forever" - he wouldn't ever cum inside cause homeboy only wants to do that when you want to make him a father - but you way you're whimpering, clenching down on him again and again as your juices coat his thighs, whispering, "please, please, please sanji, inside me" makes him change his mind - you are collapsed against each other, body sticky with sweat and other fluids. after he's gathered himself, he tips your head back, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips he finds himself tucking your hair behind your ear, "you're mine forever" (ofc u are <3)

a/n: well have fun!

#one piece #one piece x reader #one piece smut #zoro x reader #luffy x reader #sanji x reader #monster trio #zoro smut #sanji smut #luffy smut #monster trio smut #roronoa zoro smut #vinsmoke sanji smut #roronoa zoro x reader #vinsmoke sanji x reader #op #roronoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji #monkey d luffy #opla #one piece live action #opla smut #op x reader

[s3lfinvolvedh3athen]

THE INCIDENT

Drabble/ one-shot of why Eren never has his hair in a ponytail.

expanding on this post

The bathroom was a mess. Hair caked onto the counters and sink. Leave-in conditioner smudging the mirror and broken hair ties everywhere. You'd kill him if his frustrations weren't already getting the job done.

"Ughhh, babe! Where do you keep those spiral hair ties of yours?"

Rolling your eyes, you turn up the volume on your laptop. It's been the same routine everyday for the past two weeks.

I'm just trying to find my look headass. Niggas can't find their 'look' without messing up your bathroom and using up your products?

The sleek bun, the 'wet look' and even the mohawk. Which, by the way, was a completely unnecessary waste of gel.

Aunt Jackie better sponsor your ass with the amount of money you've spent on her products.

Stepping into the room with a pleased smile on his face and a ridiculous high ponytail on his head, Eren stood on the couch in front of you.

With a sigh, you pause what's playing on your screen and look up at him expectantly.

"Sooo?"

"So?"

"Well, what do you think?"

"I think you better get your ass to cleaning my bathroom"

"Wow, so you ain't even gonna compliment my hair? It's giving jealous."

"Jealous?"

"Yeah, you're just mad 'cause I'm eating you up right now."

"Only thing you're eating up is my money with the way you've been wasting my products. Get your Ariana Grande looking ass into that bathroom and make sure it's spotless."

Muttering under his breath about 'a loveless home' and kissing his teeth, he drags his feet towards the bathroom to "make sure it's spotless".

A couple of minutes go by and you really, really need to pee. Putting your laptop to the side, you make your way to the hopefully clean bathroom. Stopping at the door when you see your boyfriend at the centre of the mess, checking himself out in the mirror.

"Dunno, i think i'm really pulling this off"

"Babe, you know I love you right? And you know I would never say anything mean unless it was coming from a good place, right?"

"Right..."

"That fuckass ponytail needs to go. Just put your hair up in a messy bun or something. Or at least don't have the ponytail so high like damn"

"Oh, so you just came in here to hate?" he asks amusedly while wiping down the counters

"I came in here to piss, so if you'll excuse me."

Moving past your huffy boyfriend, you walk towards the toilet. Sighing contently as you finish up and move to wash your hands.

Drying your hands, you see Eren bend down into a deep squat to pick up a couple of broken hair ties and stray hairs.

That fuckass ponytail needs to go and you had the funniest idea on how to make that happen.

Silently approaching him from behind, he briefly turns to you before getting back to the task at hand.

"You good babe- y/n what the FUCK?!"

Reaching for the band of his shorts, you use all your strength to pull him up so his ass meets your pelvis. Grabbing his hair to keep him balanced.

thrust, thrust, thrust

"Babe?? What the actual fuck are you doing. Unhand me!"

"Fuck princess you feel so good. Yeah, throw that ass back and make it clap I'm bout to nut" you said with a low, gravelly voice and accompanying thrust.

"Yeah baby, take this dick," thrust.

Finally managing to push you off him with a scream, you burst out laughing at his now lopsided ponytail and unamused expression.

Taking a couple of breaths and composing yourself. You look directly at his chest because Jesus almighty, anything from the neck up would launch you into hysterics.

Walking out of the bathroom you speak out as you approach the couch. "Ayt princess, get rid of the ponytail and finish cleaning up. Love youuu"

After settling back onto the couch, you laugh when Eren finally leaves the bathroom. Mini-trash bag in hand and indent's in his hair from the retired ponytail.

"You didn't have to do all that forreal"

"Yeah, yeah. Do me a favour and get me a snack from the kitchen princess"

"The fuck? I ain't getting you shit."

"Awhhh, but babeeee. We can cuddle. I'll even be big spoon."

"Nah... okay fine." He really couldn't say no to you.

"Love you... nigga say it back"

Approaching the couch, he throws you snack at you. Picking you up and laying the both of you down with your back to his chest and a kiss on your cheek.

"I guess I love you too."

Why's he fronting like he's not obsessed with you?

Fuckass ponytails on men are in the same category as fuckass bobs on women idc.

This is wayyy longer than i intended but here y'all go.

tags: @st4rb3rr13s @zorosbigbootyassgirlfriend

#s3lfinvolvedh3athen #aot x reader #eren x reader #eren x black!reader #eren x black reader

[princessmaybank]

Make Me Princess

Pairings: Smartass!BestFriend!JJ x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Walk in, teasing, manhandling, play fighting, nickname (princess), caressing, hickey, oral for a second (Fem. receiving), handjob, fingering, p in v, creampie, etc.

Summary: You walk in on JJ getting out of the shower.

Author's Note: I hope you like this one! Let me know if I missed anything!

Moodboard

"Where the hell did they put the extra hair ties?!" You mumble to yourself, clearly irritated, searching the whole house. The only other spot to check was the bathroom. You forcefully swung the door open and before you could process what you saw you shrieked and closed the door. Your heart was beating out of your chest and your hand was still on the knob as you felt it turn from the other side. Suddenly it jolts open, causing your hand to retreat.

A wet JJ, clothed with only a towel around his waist, stands in front of you, leaning against the doorframe. "Did you need something princess?" He asked in a low tone. You were baffled and speechless. The only thing you could focus on was that you had just seen your best friend's dick.

JJ waved a hand in front of your face and whistled. "Hey, Earth to Y/N/N." He grumbles. "Wanna tell me what you're doin or thinkin?" He asked sounding confused. Your jaw was still on the floor as a dark blush flooded your cheeks. The responses were flying in your head, but the words wouldn't come out. "At least tell me if you liked what you saw." He cocked one eyebrow up and smirked at you. Finally you snapped out of your trance and scoffed at him. "I'm just looking for a hair tie JJ." Your arms crossed over your chest as you tried settling the pink from your cheeks.

He walked back into the bathroom and started rummaging through things. Before you knew what JJ was doing he was done and stood in front of you again. JJ suddenly reached out for your hair. He made a makeshift ponytail and twisted you around, making your back collide with his chest. All the air you were holding in came out of you on its own. His hands danced in your hair for a little while, but the only thing your mind was set on, was something sharp poking your back. He swung you back around when he was done. The only differences were, your hair was now up in a ponytail and you were dangerously close to JJ. "There you go princess...need anything else?" He asked in a playfully mocking tone. There you go again not being able to speak. "What? Is my cock that big that you can't think of anything else?" He teased with a small laugh. All you could do was playfully hit him in the chest. "Try again princess." JJ smirked crossing his arms and leaning against the doorframe again.

"Shut up Maybank! And stop calling me princess!" You huffed. "Make me..." He paused, grabbing you by the hip and pulling you so close your bodies were touching. "Princess..." He whispered making your body tingle. The mad expression that painted your face only lasted a moment because a blush creeped onto your cheeks. "See. Don't act like you hate being called princess." He scoffed with a small smile.

Your head was racing a mile a minute and you couldn't stop the dirty thoughts fighting to stay on your mind. Your eyes couldn't stay still either, they were looking anywhere but at him. Sometimes your gaze would land on his lips but it was only a few times. "Tell me what you're thinking about." JJ softly spoke as he tucked a strand of hair, that had fallen from the not-so-perfect-ponytail, behind your ear.

"Uhm, thinking about fixing my hair that you messed up for me...thanks Maybank!" You stammer as you push past him and stand in front of the mirror. The ponytail wasn't terrible but you couldn't let all these stray pieces stick out. As you started fixing your hair, JJ comes up behind you and kisses your shoulder while his hands run up and down your sides. "I didn't do good enough for you?" He asks between kisses.

"JJ what are you doing?" You ask but you don't pull away. "Answer my question first princess." He says and squeezes your hips, then continues running his hands along your sides. His fingers casually play with the bottom of your tube top when they pass over it each time. "There are jus-just a few pieces hanging out Jayj-" His kisses were traveling up your neck. "You answer my question now." You say turning around to face him. He puts his arms on either side of you, pining you in between them.

"Giving you what you want princess." He smirks down at you. He was so intimidating in this position, but it was also the most sexy you've ever seen this man. "W-what??" You were baffled and confused. "Come on, you really think I've been that oblivious this whole time? All these years? This is just the perfect time to go for it princess." His mouth planted more kisses on your neck. When he found your sweet spot you involuntarily told him that he had found it.

"Jayj-" You moan as he suckles on the tender piece of your neck. "What is it princess? Use your words." He teased, going back to the same spot as before. His body was pressed against yours and his hands began to wander your body. "So-someone will c-atch us..." You couldn't help but moan out as he fondled your tits.

"Good, I hope they enjoy the show." He says slowly backing away from your neck, admiring his work. "I meant close the door." You said trying to catch your breath. He rolled his eyes as he giggled, slamming the door and locking it all in the same motion.

"How do you want it princess?" He asked putting his hands on his hips. "What do you mean?" You asked causing a slight chuckle to escape from JJ. "You want it hard, fast, rough or slow princess?" You bit the inside of your lip, unsure of how you wanted to go about this with him. "I'll give you some time to think." He says which makes you feel bad, you didn't want him to leave. "Wait- don't go!" You say with a pout. "Oh I'm not going anywhere princess." He forced your shorts and panties down and set you on the counter.

Once you were settled, he took your shorts and panties completely off and threw them to the side. You felt a little self conscious at this moment so you closed your legs, completely shutting him out. It's been a long time since someone has seen you like this, and JJ has never seen you, so you were worried about what he would think.

As JJ got to his knees, he realized that you got scared. His hands caressed the sides of your thighs. "Hey what's wrong? We don't have to do this if you don't want to." He was being much softer now. You shook your head and told him that you wanted to, you were just shy. "Will you please let me see?" He asked, his eyes going big and puppy-like as he begged. You slowly opened your legs, and he used his hands to hold you open, making sure you didn't retreat.

He didn't say anything he simply placed a kiss to your heat. You tried to close your legs again but he wouldn't let you. His tongue poked out and licked a long line from your hole to your clit. You still felt slightly uncomfortable and JJ noticed. He rose to his feet and looked you in the eyes. "You're beautiful." He says as he grabs your face and gives you a kiss that you weren't expecting. "Would it make you feel better if I was naked too?" He asked after pulling away from your lips. You nodded slowly in response.

"Go 'head, take it off." He smiled at you. Your hand grasped the edge of his towel, and also rubbed against his length. He let out a tiny groan when he felt you pressed against him. You unraveled his towel and let it drop to the floor. His dick was already hard and leaking pre-cum. You started reaching your hand out to touch him but before you could, you slowly began pulling away.

JJ grabbed your wrist almost too hard and placed it on his dick, making you wrap your fingers around him. "Don't be shy princess." He smiled at you, not letting go of your hand. You were shy with JJ because you knew him in every way, well except for this way. You've only ever done things with your ex-boyfriend and he knew that, so he was being gentle but also pushing your limits. He was only doing it because he knew you so well.

When you looked more comfortable he started moving your hand up and down. JJ let out a hiss and took his hand away. You continued rubbing him without his help. The expression on his face was motivation enough to keep going.

You jumped off of the counter and grabbed him again. You wanted to get closer to him. He tossed his head back as you stroked him slowly. His bare chest was staring back at you, begging for the kisses you began peppering across it.

Not much later, JJ lifted your chin with his finger, making your eyes meet each other. He stared for only a short moment before crashing his lips into yours. His body started moving you backwards until you hit the sink. You didn't realize that your hand was still sliding up and down on him until he swatted your hand away.

His lips never left yours. He continued the kiss making it deeper after every breath. When you both decided to come up for air, JJ removed your tube top and swiftly turned you around, much like before. This time, however, he bent you over the sink. He gently pressed his dick against your ass, releasing a small moan as he humped you in slow and small motions.

JJ pulled away from you, and you whined from the loss of contact. He licked two of his fingers, making sure they were nice and wet for you, before slowly pushing them into your hole. It hurts at first but you got used to the feeling pretty quickly. He started pumping a little faster, giving you more each time. You moaned his name as soon as he started lifting his fingers and began hitting your g-spot.

"Jayy-" You moan out in a haze. "What is it princess?" He smirked. "G-gonna-" He knew what you were gonna say, he didn't want you to cum yet, so he pulled his fingers out. You let out a whimper. "Whyyyy??" You questioned in a calm but angry tone.

"If you're gonna cum, you're gonna cum on my dick princess." He said and pushed his dick into you with the same breath. You let out a loud gasp with JJ as he filled you up. He didn't give you much time to adjust before he moved his hips. The sound of your skin slapping against his rang through the house. The pleasure started building again and you put your head down, unable to keep looking up.

"Oh no...I want you to look at yourself while I fuck you princess." He said while pulling your head up by your ponytail, forcing you to look in the mirror. "oh...fuuck.." You muttered as he continued to pound into you. "H-harder Jay..." You pleaded. He only responded by doing as you asked.

JJ took your hand and placed it on your clit. "Come on princess, cum for me." He breathed out. You started rubbing harsh circles against your clit and JJ only went harder and faster, ramming into your pussy. He was pulling your hair with one hand and smacking your ass with the other. You were so close, your moans turned into squeals as JJ kept pushing. "I'm so cl-close. You ready..?" He asks, getting sloppier. You moaned an 'mhm' in response.

You watched his face in the mirror as he began releasing into you. When you felt him shoot into you, that's what made your orgasm tip over the edge. You two were a moaning mess, enjoying each other as he didn't stop riding out your highs.

After he slipped out of you, he gently turned you around and put you on the counter so your legs could rest. You smiled at each other as you both panted in exhaustion. "Why haven't we done that sooner?" He asked with a giggle. You rolled your eyes and hit him in the chest lightly. "Shut up Maybank." You laughed. "Make me princess." He smirked before you placed a kiss to his lips. "Round 2?" He asked with a chuckle making you roll your eyes again.

#outer banks #jj maybank #rudy pankow smut #rudy pankow x reader #obx fic #obx x reader #outer banks smut #jj maybank smut #jj maybank imagine #smut prompts

[elliesspacewalker]

Thinking about Ellie taking her frustration out on you after losing a game

Warnings: Transgender!Ellie, dom!ellie, oral (e-r), sex, semi sub!reader, swearing, pet names (whore, baby, slut), degration, lmk if I missed anything

"Ellie, for fuck sakes. I didn't drive your fucking car, Ellie!" you say, standing with your arms crossed with a frown on your face and looking at Ellie. 

"Then why the fuck does it look like this, huh? I fucking know how I leave my fucking car, bro," she says angrily. "Fucking get in; we'll talk about this when we get home."

You and Ellie are supposed to be going to her rugby match, but you decided to take her car out to buy groceries, and Ellie doesn't like when you drive her car, especially when you haven't asked her.

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Ellie was doing really well in her rugby match; it was already halftime, about an hour in. She takes out her mouth guard, and you walk over to her, handing her the water bottle. She snatches it, which makes you scoff. 

"Ellie, stop being a fucking dick," you say bluntly, to which she looks at you with a mean gaze. God, she looks so pretty, even when she's mad. Her nose ring, those shorts, her piercing green eyes—what the fuck isn't there to love about Ellie? "I'm not," she mumbles. "I can't fucking hear you, cunt," you say rudely to her. You knew you fucked up, but she couldn't do shit because you were in public, not like she'd hit or anything; just fuck the absolute living out of you.

For the rest of the game, Ellie ignores you, even when you come into the locker room and find her sitting alone in just her shorts and boxers, but she's obviously still mad as fuck.

"Hey babe" 

"Just don't even right now. I can't believe you took my fucking car and then swore at me for being mad. That's just... Like, what the fuck, babe?" She says she is turning her head to look at you. "Baby," you say, biting your lip and moving towards her, placing your hands on her shoulder. 

"And we fucking lost the game, and FUCK!" She groans, putting her hands to cover her face as she feels your hand on her shoulder. 

By this point, Ellie slowly looks up at you as you face her, bringing yourself closer to straddle her hips. You place yourself softly on her, and she groans softly as you sit on her. She places her hands on your waist and bites down on your lip as she feels herself get hard. The worst part of it all was that she was still mad—mad as fuck. You smirk softly as you feel her erection rub against your clothed cunt.

You pull her chin up softly for better access to her neck, turning your head slowly and kissing her neck softly. 

"I" *kiss*, "know" *kiss*, "baby" *kiss*, "it was wrong of me to use your car without your permission. I'm sorry baby." You start to lick down the side of her neck where her veins pop out. 

"I'm so mad," she says, starting to stand up, putting you back on your feet, and moving the hair out of her face. "You're a little bitch, you know that, right?" She says, bending down slightly to kiss your neck, which sends shivers down your spine. 

You moan softly, and Ellie chuckles. She swiftly moves her hand to your clit over your shorts. You let out a pornographic moan, to which she cups her hand over your mouth. "Shut the fuck up; my team mates will be here soon," she coos, pulling down her shorts and boxers in one go. "Suck.".

You get on your knees and take her dick in your hands, looking up at her as it pulses, with thick veins running down the shaft. You spit on her dick and take in her full length, immediately making her grab your hair into a makeshift ponytail with her hand. She slightly cramps in her stomach from the pleasure.

"Fuck baby, shit, just like that fuck," she starts to fuck herself into your mouth, tensing her jaw and chanting "don't cum, fuck don't cum.".

"Up," she says, and you immediately listen, biting your lips and knowing to bend over the seat. She swiftly pulls down your shorts and your thin pants to your knees. "Fuck," she groans, spreading your lips apart and slowly pushing in her dick. You moan loudly as you feel her slowly stretch you out. She cups your mouth again. "Zip it," she says, putting her hand to your waist as she swiftly starts to thrust in, causing her breath to hitch and become rapid, along with your breathing—you couldn't stop fucking moaning.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," she chants as she starts to speed up. 

"Fuck! Ellie!" You moan out loud; by this point, she knew there was no point in trying to get you to shut up. 

"Fucking"... "Fucking good little slut, thinking you can take my argh! Fucking car, and I wouldn't know! You're a bitch," she groans out loudly, smacking your ass. That's definitely going to leave a bruise tomorrow.

Your pussy twitches as you get closer to your orgasm. Ellie moans loudly as she feels you tighten around her: "Good fucking whore, cum on this dick, fucking cum on this dick." 

"Shit, im gonna fucking cum Ellie fuck!" Your pussy clamps down onto her dick; she groans loudly as she cums, and she continues to fuck into you until it becomes almost painful for her, but she wants to make you feel good. Her head eventually falls onto your shoulder as she softly kisses your neck and shoulder as you both regain your breath.

You turn around as she pulls out, her hair sticking to her forehead with sweat. She's still panting. Poor baby tried to last, but she can't.

Should I make a part 2 about what Ellie does when you both get home? 🤭

#the last of us #ellie x reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie the last of us #ellie williams #ellie x dina #ellie x y/n #ellie tlou #tlou 2 #tlou part 2 #tlou2 #tlou #the last of us 2 #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x you #tlou ellie #ellie tlou2

[kun-diman]

artificial flavor

title: artificial flavor

tags: gojo x reader, female!reader annoying-af-gojo, reader and gojo are arguing about petty shits, blowjob, hair pulling, overstimulation, light dirty talking, implied praise kink, satoru's a moaner but that's because he has a loud mouth, reader has had enough of his shit and decided to give him head so he would shut the fuck up and put his annoying ass to sleep

author's note: this is my first time writing smut so like this fic is just a practice...don't expect much. not proofread so excuse any typos or grammar mistake. I appreciate if you shared what you think after reading T^T

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“Literally, shut the fuck up right now, Satoru, or your ass is not sleeping in our room tonight.”

“Nah, you mad I'm right.” Satoru suddenly made a thumbs down gesture with his right hand.

You and your boyfriend Satoru has been arguing since noon about the worst tasting artificial fruit flavor. You said that strawberry is the worst, but your boyfriend thinks otherwise. He said that banana's are the worst. But banana milk is literally your favorite so you think he's full of shit. You didn't anticipated that the argument would last from noon to evening. Sometimes you forget how much of a competitive person he is.

At this point he's just annoying you. He doesn't give a flying fuck right now if you think whatever flavor's the worst. But he did made a mental note that you didn't like artificial strawberry flavors.

“Clearly, you've never tasted artificial strawberry flavoring that's why you're not agreeing with me.” You said annoyed while brushing your hair; looking at the mirror in front of you, you saw Satoru grinning. You knew he was about to say something stupid to get on your nerves.

“Oh, fuck. Can he just shut his mouth. I swear I'll do anything to stop him from talking.” You thought to yourself.

“Clearly, you've never tasted blah blah blah. Clearly, you can just go taste my dick instead.” Satoru said in a mocking tone.

You didn't respond for a few seconds. Satoru thinks you're mad now. He was about to apologize and say that he's joking, but you suddenly got up, grabbed a black hair tie, and walked up to him.

Satoru's currently sitting at the edge of the bed, confused.

“Hey, I was jo—” Satoru was interrupted when you suddenly pushed him down, and then tied your hair in a ponytail. Taking his pajamas and underwear off, Satoru puts his hip up as if it's a natural reflex for him to do so, to help you take off his clothing.

“If 'tasting' your dick will shut you up, I'll do it.” You grabbed Satoru's soft dick and started pumping your hands up and down in a steady motion. Satoru was about to say something but you stopped him from talking when you licked his tip, earning a soft moan from him.

“Fuck! Sweetheart, I was only joking, heh.” Satoru managed to let out a small chuckle at the end of his sentence before starting to moan more as you put his now erect cock in your warm mouth.

“Nghhh! O-oh fuck! Just like that!” Satoru is clearly enjoying this. You're determined to make him cum so hard that he'll be knocked down and sleep, even if it means overstimulating him 'till he can't cum anymore.

Bobbing your head up and down in a stead fast motion while your hands rest in his thighs; Satoru suddenly thrusted into your mouth. You gagged and moaned at the immediate action. Your moan sending a vibration in his cock. He fucking loves that shit when you moan.

Satoru placed his right hand and gripped your pony tail hard enough to make your mouth almost slip out of his member.

“Ah! haaa... fuck. You're being so good to me right now. Did you like getting told to suck to my dick, huh?” Hearing him praising you, and talking dirty, turned you on. But you didn't forgot your objectives as to why you're giving him head. Your plan to make him sleep is still underway.

Bringing your head higher, you sucked his tip harder than earlier. Satoru became a blabbering mess as you continued to suck his tip like a lollipop while pumping your right hand on the rest of his penis and your left hand playing with his balls.

Satoru's lewd and loud moaning filled your shared room. “Love— nghhh! Love your mouth so much— haaa... Ahh!” You managed to understand a bit of what he's saying. He's just saying incoherent words now.

A few seconds later, Satoru gripped your hair and pushed your mouth down, making your eyes water. “Ohh fuuuckk!” Satoru shuts his eyes as he came hard while filling your mouth with his seed.

When he opened his eyes, he sees you looking straight in his soul. You opened your lips, showing him your cum-filled-mouth. Satoru's panting and breathing heavily. He didn't have to tell you anything, and you swallowed his cum, leaving no residue anywhere like the good girl that you are.

“Oh! You're still awake? Are you feeling sleepy now?” You asked with a hint of frustration.

“Yeah, sugar. I'm still awake; alive and breathing.” Satoru said while exhaling.

“Too bad then.” Satoru groaned as he feels your warm mouth again in his cock.

“Shit! Haa... You're not done yet?” Satoru managed to state his question while squirming, and arching his back. You stopped sucking, and answered his question. “I'm not stopping until I see you passed out and sleeping.” You said determinedly while glaring your intense eyes on his blue orbs before continuing to suck the life out of him through his cock.

You're horny as fuck, but you chose to ignore the needs of your body. Right now, you intent on giving him a lesson. Maybe now Satoru will learn when to shut his mouth, and accept defeat when arguing with you. Or maybe not.

#jjk smut #gojo x reader #gojo smut #boyfriend gojo #female reader #smut #gojo satoru smut #satoru smut #hard thoughts #hornyposting

[httpsghostie]

HI AGAIN SPIDER you doing good? since you told me about that channel i can't stop thinking about it thank you 😀 imagine a reader that loves konig's voice and accent (can relate), sometimes she just randomly flash a smile hearing he talk whatever he's talking about, sometimes she even tease him about it <3 obviously he needs to put her in place and show her she can't do that! and of course he does that by fucking her dumb with a lot of dirty talk with the accent she loves so much <333

NOT EXACTLY WHAT YOU ASKED but I've been having some trouble writing so pardon me

warnings: nsfw, könig x f!reader

you always had a thing for könig and his accent. 

even though he was a grown man and was taller than the doorframe, and intimidating as hell, you still found him cute.

you’d flash him a smile in briefings when he was talking about strategies, and he thought you were always making fun of him and his accent.

he hated it, to think that you didn’t take him seriously.

cute, cute, cute, he’s so tired of being just cute.

that’s why he had you kneeling in front of him, burying your face on his cock until you choked.

“so tired of you making fun of me, you have no idea how badly I wanted to make you shut up, but I think I found the way, you look so pretty gagging on my cock.”

in fact, you teased him because that was your way of flirting :( 

but you weren’t complaining about sucking him off under his desk as your panties grew wetter, your thighs rubbing together and your core aching for him.

“what a dirty girl you are, hm? you like drooling on my dick, ja?”

you bobbed your head up and down, trying to take him entirely, and tears were falling from the corners of your eyes.

he whimpered, eyes rolling back when you jerked off the rest of his length that didn’t fit in your mouth.

his hands held your hair in a ponytail, pushing your throat down on his shaft.

“fuck, schatz, you’re gonna make me cum.”

he became a whining mess, trembling as he came in your mouth, the salty taste being swallowed right away.

“I’m gonna start doing this every time you tease me about my accent, understood?”

#cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod x reader #cod modern warfare #cod fanfic #könig call of duty #konig #könig #könig cod #konig cod

[sour-ggrapess]

OPP THOT

Gang!member!hoseok x fem!reader

requested by @midnight986 .

a/n: ima change it a bit but the concept is still there. Sorry for the break but I had a exam and my allergies are beating my ass so bad rn and im in my depressed era because my love is leaving ;( . And this is prob my last fic for a while

summary; hoseok wants you and revenge so whats a better way to get your pussy and revenge than to fuck you and send it to your opp boyfriend?

warnings; oral (m), mentions of drugs and violence , rough sex, daddy kink, cum feeding, slight oral (f) , mean hoseok, slut shaming, over protective , choking, squirting, cheating on Kai, recording, gun play.

rere was listening to; OTR cypher x tell em

"B-but, what about kai?" You complained in a moan as Hoseok ran his tongue along your neck. "You won't have to worry about him for much longer baby" Hoseok groaned against your red, wet skin and went back to sucking and kissing making little moans leave your lips. "If he finds out he might-" you were cut off by his lips leaving your neck and replaced by the cold metal of his glock. His eyes now serious and fulled with lust. "Shut the fuck up about him, Soon only my name will pass by those cute lips." Hoseok said as he slowly dragged the barrel of the gun down your lips then back up signaling you to open and suck it.

"Show me how much you want this dick" Hoseok demanded as he watched the long cold metal slide into your mouth. The tip of the slide sliding up and down your tongue, stopping you mid way due to the trigger peace and hoseok's fingers holding onto it like he was ready to shoot at any moment. "Good slut, now do that to my cock."

You moan at feeling of the glock sliding out out your mouth making you feel empty. The only thing connecting you and glock is the line of spit hanging from your lips that was soon broken by hoseok moving it to the temple of your head. "knees now, bitch." Hopping off the chair and now in between hoseok's legs. Pulling his black dior loose fitting pants down to his ankles along with his black and orange playboy psd boxers causing his hard member to spring out and hit your nose. His size was jaw droppingly big making you scared to deep throat him. you want nothing more than to suck the hell out of him.

You take grip of his shaft and lick his sticky tip leaking pre-cum. Your tongue sliding in between his slit, moving up and down causing him to grip your hair and moan loudly and that's when you noticed he was recording. You didn't want him too but it turned you on and you really couldn't do anything because he was holding a gun to your head. He grabbed your hair forming a ponytail as he slammed your head down on his whole length causing you to choke and gag.

He pulls your head up and down a couple of times before letting go and letting you do it yourself. Eyeliner running down your cheeks as you bob your head up and down on half his length. Tongue swirling all over his shaft, up and down as his tip hit your pharynx. Spit and precum leaking all over his balls and your chin as you looked into his phones camera lenses. "Suck like a good slut baby" Hoseok groaned through his teeth as his hand went back to your scalp after he put his gun down now having only his phone and your hair in his hands.

Sucking harder and faster while your hand twist on the length you can't fit. "t-take it all in baby". He had enough as he grew  impatient and pushed your head all the way down on his lengthy cock causing you to gag. Spit mixed with precum started to drip out of your mouth. He grasped your hair as he harshly fucked into you throat, long strings of sexy groans of your name. You tried pulling away for air but his euphoria got the best of him "Take this dick bitch". He kept on slamming your head down on his cock as he liked to see you fight for air on his cock. One short gasp as pulled you off his cock. Spitting all the spit and pre-cum back on his cock and balls. He pulled your head off of his length and grabbed his glock.

"All fours for me baby" Hoseok demanded as you stripped from your leggings and over sized tee-shirt along with your thong. On all fours as told when you feel the cold metal pressed against the back of your head as he slid his thick length in your hole. You felt him slide out due to how slippery your hole was. It had felt like he was shoving a giant bottle in your hole making your cunt raw and burning. "Cant f-fit daddy, FUCK!" "So wet and slippery for my dick. Do you get like this for Kai huh?"

The truth was no. Kai was average size and wasn't as vocal as hoseok. He truly did something to you and you wanted him for the longest time. "Mhhhh, fuck. So fucking tight." Hoseok groaned as his length left you moaning his name as soon as he entered you. "Daddy please!" You screamed out not knowing what you were begging for, maybe for him to go faster or to stop you didn't know.

His hips snapping hard against yours making your ass bounce back with every thrust. His thrust growing faster as his tip pushed on your cervix with each thrust. You could feel his dick all in your stomach and to mention he was doing this with no hands. His hand grabbed a fist-full of your hair along with the gun in hand making your back arch so deep your moans turned into screams. "You like this big dick huh?" "do you think about kai while my dick fucks into you huh?". Hoseok growled through his shut jaw as his cock stirred up your insides like he was cooking a potion.

All hoseok got in response was high pitched moans and squeals. "Answer me bitch" Hoseok demanded as he completely ruined his rhythm and slammed into your cervix harshly to get your attention. "Fuck! Daddy Yess! Love your cockkk" You whined out dragging all your words like a tired child. Your vision started to go and your eyes started to burn, the feeling from your pussy was growing and traveling up. "Gonna cum, fuck!" Is all you could get out before hoseok took this to his advantage and started slowing down but going even more harder. It felt like he was splitting you in two, You felt it snap and hot liquid spray all down your legs and over hoseok as his balls slapped on your clit.

"Fuck! Dose Kai get your slutty cunt like this?" Hoseok almost screamed as his hips bucked and he shot his load into you. His dick slipped out with such ease due to how wet your cut was. Hoseok brought his phone camera to your hole as you shook like a dog drying off after coming out the rain.

His tongue dove straight into your hole as he sucked the cum out like his life depended on it. "FUCK HOSEOK!" you screamed and came again, on his tongue due to the overstimulation in your cunt.

He flipped you over and spat all of the fluids straight on your tongue. You wanted his touch and dove in his mouth sucking all the flavor off his tongue. He flipped the camera view making it face him.

"Have fun sucking and fucking my cum dump, bitch" He spoke into the camera following a little chuckle.

"where was you at? Kai asked as he grabbed your waist pulling you in for a hug. "With sooyeon, why?" You responded knowing good and well hoseok just fucking destroyed your cunt. "For real because I saw hopes car outside."

Kais phone goes off with a text message notification sound. Unknown number of at least a number he never saw before.

1 attachment sent dose she suck your dick like this?💀

Kai clicked the video as he watched the first few seconds in horror.

"YOU DIRTY BITCH"

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[starsomens]

so.....pissed Noah huh? :3

again the concert was disrespectful, please have respect for them and any other artists at their shows but HERE WE GO!

"Y/N, I'm done with the conversation please. I have too much to work on" Noah said still working away at his computer

"Oh yeah you're work I forget, the same thing you do every other day, and I can't forget about your off days when you aren't even home!" you argue back

This is all started with him cancelling date night after you reserved your favorite place and even got a new dress you thought he would like! This is the 4th time and it was starting to piss you off.

The argument started with how he had no time for you and it just started to progress, but you were stubborn and need the last word out.

"Well maybe because i actually have a life and a career and I don't spend every breathing second attached to you like some lost puppy!" he said as his words filled with venom

"Oh...is that so?" you cross your arm

"Yeah, sorry to tell you the hard truth" he shrugged

"Alright" you walk out of the room and he stands from his chair

"Where are you going?" he asked as he heard you grab your keys and purse

"Out, I'm going to go and enjoy the reservation without you. So you can stay here and fuck your music and have with that okay? okay"

You have no idea how he had got down the stairs so fast but as soon as you open the door, his hand comes and slams it shut. You turn around and his hand comes up to slam you against the door by your throat. It wasn't enough to hurt you, but it was enough to show you he was seriously pissed off.

He just stared at you "Noah...look I-I-"

"Knees. Now." his voice was stern and demanding and it sent shivers through your whole body. He Just stared you down until you slowly sunk to your knees. "take it out." he directed you. You bring the band of his sweats down enough just under the bulge in his underwear. Your hand takes his hard dick out and you gave it a few pumps and look up at him through your lashes

"Put that pretty mouth to work." you lick your lips and give the head a small lick before licking the underside from bottom to top. His fingers run from the front of your hairline to the back and gathered your hair in a ponytail. You take him into your mouth slowly, you mouth filling inch by inch. He sighed as his grip tightened as your head started to bob slowly. "Fuck...that's right...apologize" he said with a small thrust into your mouth

"hm?" you hum looking up at him confused

"You're apologizing with your mouth, princess," he said as a sinister smile crossed his face "fucking take it slut."you continue bobbing your head on him, drawing out moans and pants from him. Even if he can be forceful when he's upset, you did like the way he was so dominant. Over all you finally got what you wanted from today. You close your eyes and continue to suck him off.

"I know what you were doing," he said "trying to piss me off, so I could...fuck...take it out on the pussy" he huffs, his hand sliding into the roots of your hair and he grips it "You love that shit don't you?"

You didn't respond so he thrusts into your mouth causing you to gag a bit "answer me princess."

"mhm" you hum as best as you can

"Good slut," he smiles "now, open or me princess" you stop bobbing your head as he brings his dick out and back in as he fucked your mouth. Your fresh make up running down your eyes as the tears spilled from your eyes

"Yeah just like that...keep those eyes on me..." you could feel yourself clench around nothing as his hips rocked into your mouth. The taste, the girth, his dominance, god you wanted him to take you already. take his anger out on you, in you!

"Shit, I'm gonna cum," he said squeezing his eyes "make me cum, princess...maybe I'll forgive you" he pants

Your take some of him in your hand and the rest in your mouth and hallow out your cheeks as you. You could hear getting closer as his moans became shorter. His forearm held him up against the door as he pumps into your mouth and cums down your throat. His hips stutter as spirts wash down your throat

"Oh...fuck....shit" he pants he looks down at you still on the floor, your eyes and nose a bit runny, make up smudged and running down your face. He did write the lyric for a reason

"come on princess," he said giving you his hand. even though he was mad at you he did feel a little bad for going so rough, "I'm sorry I went so rough."

"It's okay" you said trying to wipe your face from the make up

"How about we go back up stairs and I fuck that pussy the way you like huh?" he whispers in your ear as his hand came down to caress and spank your ass. Harder than usual making your jump

"Ow! Noah!" you whine

"maybe I'm still a little pissed at you" he chuckled "But I loved how you looked on your knees for me in that new dress"

"mhm, you're lucky I think you're sexy mad"

#noah sebastian #bad omens #bad omens cult #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian smut #the thoughts took over

[emilyssky]

Chapter 8: Maybe

PAIRING: Lee Know! X fem!reader

GENRE(S): college au, smut, angst

WARNINGS: Mentions of violence and abuse, depression, self-harm, eating disorders etc.. mentions of blood, swearing, smoking, smut [ dirty talk, oral; giving and receiving, choking, spanking, praising, degradation, pet names, sometimes Minho is a dick :)

SUMMARY: "Do you remember what you told me the first time we met?"  

"What?"

"You said; Always leave people a little better than you found them" he looked at the floor with a small smile for a few seconds and then his eyes found mine. "You really annoyed me when we first met. I envied your optimism and excitement for life. But each time I saw you, I felt a certain thrill. You made me angry, you made me laugh., you made me feel everything. Something about you made me feel a little more alive each time. I know I fucked up and I know I'm an asshole but I'm also brutally in love with you."    

Minho's POV:

I run a hand through my sweaty hair, in attempt to fix it but it's pointless, I need a shower. I love this feeling though. The sweat running down your forehead, the air leaving your lungs, the sound of your heart beating filling your ears. Mornings like these are my favorite, especially now that most of the students are gone cause of the winter break and the studio is almost empty, and I have basically the whole place to myself. I have been coming to dance more and more in the past few weeks and I admit that it did start because of her but coming here again made me realize just how much I've missed it. So now it's something that I do for myself, watching her is a plus. I gulp down half of my water bottle and pull my phone out of my pocket. I have 2 missed calls from Chan. I know that he's been suspecting something for a few days now, he's not stupid but I've been avoiding him only because I know that he's gonna go all protective over his best friend and I don't really wanna deal with a talk like that right now. He is, however, one of the closest people to me and I can't really avoid him much longer. I send him a quick text, telling him that I'll come over and put my phone back in my pocket. I adjust the strap of my dance bag as I continue to walk until I hear the all-too-familiar song playing and freeze. She has 10 specific songs that she uses, so it's easy for me to know whenever she's here. I smile to myself and turn to the opposite hall without even thinking. I stop at the door and scoot a bit to the left so she won't see me. From where I'm standing I see her from the side, her hair is in a high ponytail with a few loose curls escaping and falling down her face and neck. She's dressed in a black sweater and black boodie shorts that hug her ass perfectly. I let my eyes travel from the curve of it down to her long, toned legs and can't help but lick my lips at the sight. She usually hides her body underneath layer and layer of clothes way too big for her, so this is a rare sight that I only get to see when I'm secretly watching her practice every Monday, Tuesday, and Saturday morning, maybe Friday night if I'm lucky. It's something I look forward to after my practice. I won't ever say it out loud though, I wouldn't ever admit how I can stand hours behind the thick glass, watching her body move to the music. Watching the way her long curly hair moves when she turns on her toes or how delicate her hand movements look even from far away. She reminds me of a bird when she dances. It's like her feet don't even touch the ground with hands as delicate and light as wings and her movements so perfectly blended together, that it's mesmerizing. She is fascinating to me in so many ways, until she opens her mouth. Fuck, she can make my eyes roll all the way to the back of my head. She's challenging me in a way that I never expected and how much I'm drawn to her is something I'm not ready to admit yet. Being a dick to her didn't work, she's not the type of girl that bites her tongue, but avoiding her didn't work either. Not to mention how fucking hard it was. Her presence alone is enough to light up a whole fucking room. She carries a certain light with her that annoys me to no end, mostly because she reminds me so much of my sister that sometimes I let my walls down without even realizing it. Both hold the same light in their eyes and that vibrating smile. She reminds me of myself as well. The side of me I lost. The passion in her eyes, the energy she carries, and the determination that she has. In her eyes, I see so many things. Things that I desperately wanna forget. Things I avoid facing and run away from. I see judgment in her eyes. They're like a mirror and all I can see is my shitty ass self. I don't stand there much longer. With everything that's happening between me and her, my head is all over the place. I don't know what I want or what I am doing even but I can't seem to stay away from her. But I have to, I know I have to. I don't want her to get involved with my mess.

I reach the frat in only 10 minutes and Felix is the one to open the door.

"Hey" He offers me a bright smile. That kid is such a joy to be around.

"Hey man," I pat his shoulder. "Is Chan here?"

His nods. "He's in his room."

"How's Hyujin?" I ask out of curiosity. Hyunjin and I have an interesting type of relationship, I guess you would say. He's one of the very, very few people that can bring me to my limits in an incredibly short amount of time and have a smile on his face while doing it, so torturing his annoying ass in many different ways has become a new form of entertainment for me.

His eyes widen slightly.

"Y/n left in a hurry yesterday because something happened with Hyunjin." I clarify.

"Oh," He relaxes. "He's trying." He drags out the words.

"A woman?" I smile sympathetically.

He sighs. "Yeah"

"It'll get better." I try to comfort him.

"I hope so."

I gave him one last sympathetic look and jogged up the stairs. I knocked on Chan's door twice before opening it, not waiting for him to answer.

"I have arrived," I announce.

"I have noticed." He chuckles back. He's sitting on his bed with his laptop on his legs.

I drop my bag beside the door and take a seat on the bed. "Are you working?"

"Just some touch-ups," He says and closes the laptop, putting it beside him. "Were you at the dance studio?"

"I worked with Changbin a bit, we finished Seungmin's part, and then I went to the dance studio," I explain, even though I know why he's asking.

He nods several times and takes a deep breath through his nose, kinda like he's preparing himself for what he's about to say. "Um listen-"

"I know what you're about to say." I stop him. "And there's no reason for us to talk about this." I try to avoid the conversation before he starts talking cause I know that he will not stop.

He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. "Minho, I'm not stupid nor blind."

"But you are wrong. It's not like that-" I begin to say but he's the one to cut me off now.

"Minho" He gives me a knowing look. "She's my best friend."

"I know." I sigh, giving up, and letting him talk.

"And you're one of my best friends as well." He adds.

"I know." I run a hand through my hair not knowing what to do with my hands.

"What I'm trying to say is that I know her and I know you."

I rest my head against the wall and focus my eyes on the wall in front of me. I really don't wanna be having this conversation. I haven't even figured shit out myself. But one thing I can never do is lie to Chan.

"Nothing has happened between us." I honestly say.

"I see the way you look at her and I see the ways you guys talk and tease each other." He lifts a brow. "I haven't seen you like that with any other girl, and I've known you for what? Almost three years now?" He laughs and I can feel a small amount of weight leaving my shoulders knowing that he's not ready to cut my dick off.

I fight a smile and shake my head. "No honestly, nothing's up. She's just fun to tease."

He leans closer and puts a hand on my shoulder. "Listen you've been through a lot of shit and there are times when she's around that I can see a genuine smile on your lips, even when you're trying to hide it. You're dancing and you're not locked up in your room. I'm happy to see you like this, making progress. She has that effect on people, you know. She's such a bright person." His smile falls slightly. "But Y/n has also been through a lot. She has had ups and downs with her mental health ever since I met her but the past year she's been struggling, especially after her last relationship."

The sudden anger that spreads through my body even at the mention of her ex shocks me a bit, remembering all the things she admitted to me that Chan doesn't know about. That time at the party when I caught them fighting in the kitchen, I acted out of instinct. When I saw her against the counter with her eyes full of hidden fear I didn't even think about it, all I knew is that I had to take her away from him. It's something that I have done more times than I can count for my mother and my sister. My anger at the beginning was towards her cause she was one of the millions of women that chose to stay silent but the growing protectiveness I feel toward her now is a feeling I can't quite figure out. The night she opened up to me about him, I stayed up, debating whether or not I would go and beat the shit out of him until he physically couldn't walk. I think that was the night I realized how much power she has over me. She has changed since I met her a year ago. I don't know what about her is different but something is. I can tell cause I've memorized every single thing about her and searched for her around campus. That night hunted me. I remember everything I felt, the heaviness in my chest and the absolute numbness that had taken over my emotions. She came out of nowhere, and I remember thinking that her voice was so annoying that I just wanted her to leave. I wanted to be alone. But she stayed and would not stop talking. Her eyes; big, bright, and full of light. A shade of green, I've never seen. Her eyes that night stared at mine and I felt annoyed, judged, and fascinated at the same time. The more I looked at her the more mesmerized I became by her. Her resemblance to my sister was amazing, in every way. The way she spoke and moved was so unique yet familiar. Simply drawing. If I'm being honest, I had made my decisions and owned my mistakes. I was at peace knowing it was finally time to give up. But just like that, she stood there, like a mirror in front of me. A reminder. A clear reflection of what I had become and all the things I could be. She spoke with so much passion about life that I got jealous. Never in my life have I met anyone like her. After she left I stayed there, in the same spot for at least an hour, her words being the only thing on my mind. I realized that; that was kind of like my second chance, a reality check. She came to offer me a second chance in life. And as much as I hated her being there at the time, as much as her words were cutting through me like a fucking knife, I needed it. I picked myself up. Piece after piece and even though life's still shit, her words were a constant motivation to keep moving, and at the end of the day; I'm still here. Alive. Well, kinda.

"My point is," he continues."Whatever you do, be careful." He kept his face natural, with his usual half smile but I could hear the hidden warning in his tone. I nod my head not knowing how to reply. I don't wanna say anything. I don't wanna talk about her.

"Alright, I'll go take a shower and then you can jump in afterward, cause no offense but you stink mate." He makes a face.

"Shut up. " I roll my eyes.

He grabs some clothes. "You could join me if you want, to save water and all." He smirks.

I grab the nearest pillow and throw it at him, which he easily avoids and disappears into the bathroom laughing.

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Y/n's POV:

I was practicing in the studio when Felix called me.

"He could come and stay with us for a few days." I offer, not really knowing what to say or do to help.

"I don't think it will make any difference," Felix says. "I think he just wants to be alone right now."

"I can understand that" I mutter. Jackson was my first real relationship and that heartbreaking feeling that weighed on my chest months even after our break is one that I don't wish upon anyone. Even though I know that what we had was not love, I still loved him.

"It's just hard seeing him like that." he sighs.

"I know." My heart tightens at how sad Felix sounds. He cares deeply about people, especially when it comes to his friends. He, Chan, and Hyunjin are like brothers so seeing Hyunjin in pain must be hard for him. "I can come over later, maybe we can watch a movie or something. It will help him get his mind off of her." I offer.

"Yeah sure, that sounds nice."

"I'll be there around 8."

"Okay"

"Bye Felix."

I've been practicing all morning and my feet are honestly killing me. After I came home I took a shower, trying to relax my sore muscles and I've been laying in my bed ever since. I've been switching between Netflix and my book for the past few hours until I finally decided to get ready. Today is one of those days that I would want nothing more than to bury myself under my sheets and not talk or see anyone and it sucks. I take a breath, leaving the comfort of my bed to start getting dressed. I don't do much, I throw on a pair of jeans and a hoodie, deciding to bury myself under the thick clothing. I don't bother with makeup or my hair besides running my fingers through them a bit and I'm out of the door. I wrap my arms around my body and fasten my walk to the frat house. I somehow thought that I'd d be fine with just my hoodie, completely forgetting the fact that it's almost Christmas and it's freezing. At least the frat is only about 15 minutes away from our apartment. I reach the door and press the doorbell. Once, twice and as I'm about to press it for the third time, the cold air pushing me to my limits, the door opens and I freeze as I come face to face with his big, brown eyes. 

Close. He's standing so close.

"Fuck," I curse, placing my hand over my heart. "You scared me."

He opens the door a bit more, leaning into the doorway. "Lovely to see you too, angel."

My heart flatters at the sight of his smile but I push the thought away and my way through the door. "Stop calling me that."  I take my shoes off.

"Why? Do you like it that much?" His smile grows along with my annoyance. I'm annoyed cause in fact I think I kind of do. Or mostly I like what it does to me, the way it makes me feel. Then again maybe I like the fact that he cares enough to have a specific nickname for me. Not that I would know if he uses it with other women as well..

"What are you even doing here?" I walk to the stairs, searching for any sight of my friends.

"I happen to have friends who live here." He follows me.

"Funny." I reach the top of the stairs and turn to him. Why is he even following me? Where's everyone? I look around the first floor.

"I am." He chuckles, standing right in front of me with his arms crossed over his chest. The sleeves of his black hoodie are lifted up to his elbow. He has such nice hands, I think to myself.

"You are a lot of things." I mumble under my breath, peeling my eyes away from his body. Heat starts rising inside me. He's standing too close to me, with a stupid grin on his face, and none else around us. My walls are shaking, starting to slowly tear down in moments like this, where I could have a playful, simple conversation with him without burning anger building inside of me at the audacity of his cruel words. But I don't let myself relax too much, it's a matter of time before he snaps back on me.

"Oh, you have no idea." He breathes out, lowering his voice and head. He takes a few steps closer to me. What is he doing? My mind starts spinning, and all the possible things I can say or do run through my head but instead, I take a step to the left, pulling away for him.

"You smell." I say quickly and turn around and down the hall, not giving him a chance to say anything back.

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"Hey," I wrap my hands around him, bringing him into a tight hug. His hair is still a bit dump for his shower and the scent of his caramel body wash immediately hits my nose. "how are you doing?"

"Fine." He mumbles in the crook of my neck. "I just want everyone to stop treating me like I'm made of glass."

"We're just worried about you Hyunjin." Felix says, laying on his stomach on Hyunjin's bed. Huynjin releases me and throws himself beside Felix.

"All of you guys have been through a breakup. I guess it's my time." His eyes are still a bit bloodshot, probably from last night. Felix told me that he wouldn't stop crying. When I broke up with Jackson both Felix and Hyunjin were over at my apartment every single day, trying to make me feel better, in every way they could. There were times when I wouldn't even get out of bed so they would stay in bed with me and we would watch stupid reality shows and old Disney movies. They were there for me so now that Hyunjin's going through the same thing I wanna be there for him as much as I can as well.

"You know what?" I place my hands on my hips. "I think you did enough mopping over her cheating ass. It's time to get your mind off her." I try to brighten the mood.

Both Felix and Hyunjin give me questioning looks. "What do you mean?" Hyunjin's eyebrows frown. His face is so puffy from crying that he looks incredibly cute.

"Get up." I pull him by the hand off the bed. "Let's go downstairs, make some drinks and snacks, and watch a fun movie." I open the door, dragging Hyunjin with me. Felix follows, giggling.

I release him as soon as we enter the kitchen, his shoulders fall and he takes a seat on a stool. I pull my phone out of my pocket, I'm gonna need some help.

"You're literally in my house, why are you calling me?" Chan picks up immediately.

"Come downstairs, now." I say and hang up.

"Y/n, I don't know If I'm-"

"No," I lift my finger. "4 days after I broke up with Jackson you showed up at my door. Remember what I did?"

"You tried to slam the door in my face." He wipes his nose with his sleeve.

"But you didn't leave me alone." I circle the counter to stand in front of him. "You sat with me in my bed as I cried my heart out and you didn't say a word." I push a piece of his blonde hair that's falling in his eyes back. His eyes begin to fill with tears and his full lips turn into a thin line. I know that face. "Please don't cry." I wrap my arms around him, panicking.

"It's not my fault, why did you have to get all emotional and shit..." He mumbles in my chest.

Felix lets out a laugh from his leaning position across the counter. "You guys are so dramatic." He shakes his head. "I'll get started on the drinks and leave you two emotionally damaged people to bond over making snacks."

"What's going on?" Chan walks into the kitchen with Minho following right behind. 

"We're bonding." Hyunjin says, not lifting his head from my chest.

I giggle giving him one last squeeze before releasing him. "Okay enough with the crying, let's make some brownies." I clap my hands together.

"What are we doing exactly?" Minho asks, confusion written all over his face.

"We're making drinks and snacks, and then we're watching a movie to cheer Hyunjin up."  Felix walks over to them. "Wanna help with the drinks?" He asks Chan.

"Yeah, sure." He immediately accepts, knowing he's not really good at cooking.

"You can go too, I'm sure you wouldn't wanna spend time making brownies with me." Hyunjin gets off the stool and glares at Minho on his way to the fridge. I look between them dumbfounded. Have I missed something?

Minho takes a few steps further into the kitchen, slowly approaching the end of the counter, with his hands crossed. "Stop being dramatic." He rolls his eyes.

"You told me that I'm the most annoying person you've ever met." Hyunjin narrows his eyes.

My jaw falls open. "Minho!" I gasp.

He takes a breath. "I was joking obviously. You're clearly not THE most annoying person, have you met Changbin?" I wanna laugh at his terrible attempt to fix what he said to Hyunjin but I bite my lip to hold it and pull out a bowl to start mixing the ingredients.

"Whatever, you can stay, only cause I'm a nice person unlike you." A small smile dances on Hyunjin's lips. " I'll go look for a pan." He turns to me.

"Okay, I'll start mixing the wet ingredients." I nod, getting the sugar and a cup to measure everything in.

He nods back and walks to the small pantry that they have beside the kitchen. He stops behind Minho. "I know you like me, you can stop this enemies-to-lovers thing." He says close to his ear and Minho flinches.

I let out a laugh, that quickly disappears the minute I realize that we're alone in the kitchen. The pantry where Hyunjin went to look for a pan is just across the hall, but knowing Hyunjin it will take him more than 5 minutes to actually locate the pans. I focus my eyes on the bowl in front of me as I pour the butter over the sugar and begin mixing them, while Minho stands silently at the opposite side of the counter. I know for a fact that he will not even try to start a conversation or do anything to make this uncomfortable silence go away so I force myself to stay focused on my task and ignore him. The butter begins to blend smoothly with the sugar, which is a sign to put the eggs in. From the corner of my eye, I see him move. I straighten my back, not wanting to appear as intimidating as I am by his presence. He stops to my right, close enough for me to smell Chan's body wash; so he must have taken a shower here. I wait for him to say something, anything but he stays silent, simply observing. The side of my face feels like it's on fire from his intense staring and I being to grow uncomfortable.

"Um, can you bring the eggs?" I clear my throat but neither his body nor his eyes move. I shift my balance from one foot to another, my hand moving faster as I feel my anxiety peeking. I sigh, realizing that he's not going to help me at all so I stop mixing and turn to the fridge but before I have the time to take a single step, he moves past me, his shoulder brushing mine. I focus my eyes back on the bowl as he moves silently to the fridge and back. His movements remind me of a cat's. Soundless, precise, and confident, executed with a look of boredom all over their face.

"How many do we need?" For some reason the way he said 'we' made a smile almost appear on my lips.

"Um," I think about how many pieces will be enough for all of us to eat. " about 3."  I say and reach for an egg.

"Let me." He takes it from my hand, in a surprisingly gentle way, almost as gentle as his tone. He seems to be in a good mood, a good mood for him at least and I begin to wonder why. He cracks 2 of the eggs inside the bowl and I mix them with the rest of the ingredients.

"Do you bake a lot?" He suddenly asks. My hand slows down for a second, caught by surprise by his sudden question. I don't think that he's ever asked me a simple question like this.

"Um, yeah." I hesitantly answer.

"Hm," He nods, breaking the third egg. "It looks like you know what you're doing."

I shrug pouring the flour into the mixture. "I bake a lot when I'm stressed."

"Which is often I'm guessing." He smirks.

I try not to smile at his comment but my face warms up either way. His energy is oddly positive. He shifts his weight, leaning towards me and observing my moves. The way that my body is drawn to his is ridiculous and the thoughts that go through my head make everything worst. Silence takes over us once again and my eyes flicked to the door every 10 seconds, silently hoping for Hyunjin to finally come.

I hear him chuckle under his breath.

"What?" I turn to him.

He leans into the counter with both of his hands and shakes his half-wet hair out of his eyes. I swallow; fuck he's attractive.

He half-smiles, in such a boyish way. "Do I make you uncomfortable?"

I look back down. "No." I lie

He leans back close to me, placing his hand next to my hip to my left trapping me like he did yesterday. I hold my breath as he looks over my shoulder, his chin almost touching it.

"I love making you nervous." His breath tickles my neck and chills spread down my spine and arms. He dips his finger into the mixture and brings it to his lips. My eyes follow the way his finger disappears into his mouth, his full lips sucking on it in a way that makes my legs grow closer.

His eyes lighten up. "Shit, this is good." He dips his finger again.

I let out a breath, relieved to see his attention turn to the brownies. "Really?"

"Yeah, try some." He takes some more on his finger and brings it to my lips.

I freeze. "No thanks." I awkwardly smile.

He frowns. "You made it, you have to try. " He pushes his finger closer to my lips.

"Minho, said no." I say a little louder, grabbing his wrist. I feel him stiffen, his eyes fall to my grip and then back to my eyes. My stomach drops. I dip the finger of my other hand into the mixture and drag it across his cheek, distracting him. His eyes widen, clearly not expecting that and I can't help but I laugh at his face.

"You're dead." His tongue pokes the inside of his cheek with a straight face.

He takes some more of the mixture and I turn around about to run but his hand sneaks around my waist pulling me back. My back hits his chest and I feel his finger spreading the brownie dough all over my cheek.

I bring my hands up to cover my face but he fights me with his free hand. "Minho, stop! " I try to sound annoyed but I giggle instead.

"You started it. " He laughs back and I swear it is one of the most lovely sounds I've ever heard. Even if I can't see him from my position, I can picture the smile on his face.

I kinda wish I could freeze this moment as well.

"Can you guys stop playing with my breakup brownies? " Hyunjin groans, finally entering the kitchen with 3 different pans in his hands. We both freeze but Minho's the one that moves away first. Almost too fast and sharper than I would like as if he hadn't realized what was happening until it was interrupted. His face drops any emotions that previously held and he goes to grab the pans from Hyunjin.

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"Hyunjin let's just start the movie. The brownies will be ready in a few minutes." Felix groans but Hyunjin shakes his head. Everyone has taken a seat on the large couch in the living room. Felix and Chan made Margaritas for all of us and after a lot of fighting, we decided to watch 'The Conjuring'. We were just about to start the movie but Hyujin refuses to watch anything until his brownies are ready.

"I said no." He stands his ground.

I give Felix a sympathetic look, knowing that Hyunjin is slowly bringing him to his limit, and get up. "Fine, I'll go check on the brownies." I walk back into the kitchen and kneel in front of the oven, checking if the brownies are ready. They could use a little more baking but I pull them out anyway.

"Hello, love" Kai, one of the other boys that live here enters the kitchen. There are 5 guys in total in the Frat, Hyunjin, Chan, Felix, Kai, and Jace. Kai is the one I like the most after the boys cause Jace can be a bit of an ass.

"Hi, Kai." I smile at him.

"What's going on? Are you guys having a movie night?" It's not often that either of them is home but whenever they are, they always stay locked up in their rooms. Kai sometimes comes downstairs to say hi to me or Emma and maybe hang out a bit with us so I'm definitely closer to him. He's quite tall, with messy blonde hair and the most perfect dimples I have ever seen.

"Yep." I begin to cut the brownies into squares.

"Fuck, they look delicious." He leans over the pan. "Can I have some?"

"Y/n." Both of our heads snap to the doorway where Minho is standing. His gaze moves between Kai and me. He must have a fucking radar or something. "Do you need any help?"

"Um-"

"Hey, man." Kai greeds Minho as he approaches the counter.

"How you've been Kai?" He pats Kai's back with a nod and walks past him to stand right beside me. Oh, so they know each other.

"Busy." he lets out a breathy laugh. "I'm happy that the semester's over."

Minho gives him an understanding nod and then copies Kai's previous position, leaning over my shoulder, and looking at the brownies. "They look good." He drags out in a low voice. I realize what he's doing and I have to stop the smile that threatens to form on my lips. He only seems to care about me whenever another person's involved. It does bother me but at the same time, I can't really stop myself from craving his attention in any way that I get it. I know it sounds weird but I want him to look at me, I want his eyes to search the room for me and I want him to be disappointed when I'm not there.

I take a breath and put a soft smile on my lips. I cut a small piece of brownie and move away from Minho's grip. "Here," I turn to Kai. "Try some."

He opens his mouth, taking the brownie from between my fingers with his lips. My back is completely turned to Minho, but I see Kai's eyes flicker behind me for a second.

"Oh, my god." He groans with his mouth full.

"How is it?" I place all the pieces on a large plate.

"It's incredible." He nods his head, with his eyes closed.

"What about me?" Minho puts his elbows on the counter, bringing his face right in front of mine. "I wanna try too." 

"You have hands." I take the plate in my hands and turn around, avoiding to look his way, while Kai's trying to hold his laughter but he's failing. "I'll see you around Kai." I exit the kitchen.

"Fucking finally," Hyunjin yells as I put the plate in the middle of the coffee table and I fall back to my seat beside Chan.

"I know that he's heartbroken and all but I swear I'm gonna murder him." Felix leans behind Chan's back and whispers to me. I cover my mouth with my hand trying to hold my laughter, Hyunjin can be too much when he's not in a good mood but if Felix has reached his limits the situation's bad. My laugh is cut short when I feel someone sitting beside me.

"You're not seating here." I lean a bit closer to whisper to him while keeping my eyes forward and the small smile on my lips that tries to hide the panic of Minho staying beside me for almost 2 hours. "I wanna watch the movie."

"None's stopping you, angel." Minho lifts both of his eyebrows at me before taking a brownie from the plate and popping it into his mouth.

"Okay, now we can begin the movie." Hyunjin takes 4 brownies and leans back, happily.

Felix shakes his head and presses play. I sigh and grab the blanket from the back of the couch, unfolding it.

"Are you cold?" Minho asks, without looking at me.

"She can't watch a movie without a blanket or something to cover her. " Chan explains. "She's weird like that."

"Shut up." I bring the blanket up to my shoulders. "Pass me my margarita."

I hold my hand out but he shakes his head. "Nope. No alcohol for you."

"What? Why?" I frown.

He shoots me a glare. "I think you know why."

I drop my hand, understanding. He takes a brownie from the plate and holds it out to me but I shake my head, as always.

"Then no alcohol." he shrugs.

"Guys, shut up ." Hyunjin turns up the volume. "The movie's starting."

I sigh once again and bury myself under the blanket, forcing my eyes on the tv. This is gonna be a long movie.

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Minho's hand has been resting on the back of the couch for 25 minutes straight, and the right side of his body is so close to me, that his thigh is brushing mine every now and then, so it's hard to focus on anything else. He, on the other hand, is perfectly still, completely invested in the movie. I can't help but let my eyes flicker to him every few minutes and the more I do the more I realize that he has the most perfect side profile. Everything from his now completely dry hair to his long black eyelashes that stand tall over his huge eyes to his perfectly straight nose to the curve of his full lips. His face holds no expression. He occasionally lets his lips turn into a small smile when a funny scene comes up or his eyebrows frown when something intrigues him. He doesn't smile that often, he doesn't show much emotion in general and I wonder if it's because we're not that close yet for him to open up or if that's the way he is as a person. From what Chan has told me, Minho is really closed off and it takes time for him to open up to someone. The memories of our talks make their way through my mind yet again, almost causing me to smile. I loved the way he talked; as if I wasn't even there, as if he was talking to himself, letting out all of his thoughts. I loved those moments. It was the first time that I felt understood, in a way. I've been hiding a lot of things, too ashamed to admit the real story of my childhood, the toxic and abusive relationship I stayed in for almost a year, or the sides of myself that even I am disgusted by. The mess that I grew up to be, even though I swore to myself that I would be different. I'm so grateful that I found Chan. It was a time when I really needed someone to be there for me, and he didn't hesitate a second. He was there every time. Through me screaming and yelling, crying, falling classes, not leaving my room or eating anything for days. He had the patience that none had with me growing up. He stayed by my side, waiting, allowing me to take my time but never leaving. I have opened up to him about a lot but still, even from him, I keep things. There are times when I feel like shit. I sit with all these people that are almost like family to me and present myself as someone I'm not, allowing only the side of myself that's not messed up, damaged, or fucked to be seen. So when Minho opened up to me about his childhood, I felt like I wasn't alone in a way. Maybe it was the alcohol but he didn't hide that side of him from me and that made me not wanna hide mine either.

I hadn't realized how long I'd been staring at him, drowning in my thoughts until his eyes turned to mine, and I almost choked. He looked back at the screen with a small smile and moved a bit closer to me. Thank fucking god that the lights are almost off cause I'm pretty sure I look like a tomato. I feel the hand that he has resting behind me, inching closer until his fingers brush my shoulder. A wave of chills runs through my whole body, but I try not to show any emotion on my face. He laughs under his breath and removes his hand from behind me, but just as I'm about to finally let out a breath of relief, I feel his hand moving to my thigh under the blanket and when his hand grips my thigh, I clear my throat.

What is he doing?

"What?" Chan turns to me.

"Nothing." I quickly brushed him off. "Can you pass me some water?" He grabs a bottle of water from the table and gives it to me.

"Thanks" I bring it to my mouth. I can feel Minho's eyes on me, as I'm gulping down the water. I finish almost the whole bottle and give it back to Chan. His fingers start moving upwards and he leans back. His touch is so foreign yet so relieving in a way. Like I've been starving for ages and he just offered me food. He has never touched me in such a way and my skin starts to feel hot under his hand.

"Thirsty?" He whispers in my ear.

Jesus.

I fight a smile by pushing my lips together, but when his fingers inch closer to my core, I shallow so hard that it's almost audible. My legs move closer together, almost closing his hand between them but he moves it closer and closer to where I suddenly need him to. I bite my lip finally squeezing my thighs together, trying to bring his fingers even closer. He lets out a bearly audible laugh and tightens his grip. I let out a breath in frustration, suddenly grateful for how loud the movie is.

"Patience angel." I don't look at him but I bet his lips are in a smug ass grin.

God, I haven't been touched in that way for so long that I've forgotten how it feels, the burning in my lower belly or the aching between my legs.

"I told you not to call me that." The nickname sparks something inside me I place my hand on his thigh as well, turning to look at him. His smile slowly drops and my hand moves higher. Now it's my time to smile. Deep breaths are coming in and out of his nose. His hand rests on my thigh, not moving.

"Stop." He growls under his breath.

"No, you stop." I whisper to his ear, cupping his crotch. "I'm not a doll you can play with whenever you like." He draws his tongue over his bottom lip and then takes it between his teeth.

I wanna do that.

I tighten my hand around his dick, feeling him twitch in my palm. He turns to look at me, his eyes shifting under the dime lights, it's like they sparked, and with each second passing, they challenged me more and more. His gaze dropped to my lips and my heart started pouting in my chest, as he leaned forward. I immediately pulled my hand away and turned to my previous position, facing the tv.

"That's what I thought." He smirked and returned to his previous position as well, with his hand behind my head.

I stayed quiet for the rest of the movie, too stunned about what happened. Every time I'm near him, it's like my body has a mind of its own. He makes me act like a completely different person. I get overwhelmed and every time I need more and more. As the movie was playing, I slowly came to the realization of how much I am actually attracted to him. I haven't allowed myself to recognize my feelings for him, too caught up in everything that has been happening but it's easy for me to also realize how stupid it is of me to have any actual feelings for someone like him. Minho only likes to tease and annoy me, simply entertaining his own needs, so I force myself to stop thinking that it's anything more than that.

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"That was a fucking good movie." Felix stretches his hands. I blink several times, realizing that the movie has finished.

"Hyunjin fell asleep," Chan whispers with a grin across his face and everyone's head snaps to Hyunjin.

"Aww" I lift myself off of the couch and grab my phone to snap a picture of his sleeping face.

"I'll take him upstairs." Chan gets up and I begin to clean the coffee table.

"I'll help," Felix says. We gather everything and take the plates and glasses back to the kitchen.

"Are you staying here?" Felix asks while loading the dishwasher.

I shake my head "I think I'll head home in a few."

"I'll drive you." Minho walks into the kitchen, engaging in our conversation out of nowhere. This dude is everywhere, I swear.

"I can walk thanks." I offer him a tight smile.

"Y/n." Felix says in a scolding tone. "It's past midnight. It's better if Minho drives you."

"I'll be fine." I stand my ground.

Minho makes eye contact with me from the other side of the island. "I'm driving you home." He states and leaves the kitchen.

Felix takes a look over his shoulder to make sure he's gone and then gives me a knowing smile.

"No, stop." I defend immediately.

He lifts his hands. "I didn't say anything."

"Shut up, I know what you're thinking." I narrow my eyes.

"You're going to fuck at some point." He shrugs. "Bet."

"Felix! " I squeal, looking around to see if anyone has heard him.

"Just sayin'."

"I'm going home, bye." I raise my voice on purpose and he laughs. I make my way back to the living room to put my shoes on.

"You wanna go now?" Minho asks from the couch.

"I said I'll walk."

"Stop being so fucking stubborn," He grabs his phone from the coffee table and walks to me. "It's late and I have a car."

"Who says that I wanna be in a car with you?"

He lifts his eyebrows, almost like he's challenging me. "You got into Jeongin's car."

There we go.

"Jeongin's fun to be around." I shoot and his face breaks into a grin.

He says bye to Chan and walks up to me until only I'm able to hear him. "I can be plenty of fun." His voice drops. "Grab your stuff, I'll be waiting outside." He puts his shoes on in a swift motion and walks out the door.

I smile to myself, 'cause despite what I said, I really wanna be in a car with him. I walk back to the couch. "Bye Chan." I wrap my arms around his shoulders from the back.

"Bye, princess." He kisses my arm.

When I step out of the house the cold air hits me immediately, forcing me to lift my hands and wrap them around my upper body for support. Minho's leaning against his car, a cigarette between his lips. I've never really found smoking attractive but there's something about the way he does it, that it does seem, kinda attractive, I guess.

"So Jeongin's fun huh?" He blows out some smoke.

"He is actually." I keep my face straight and when I reach him I take his cigarette and bring it to my lips, but before I have a chance to take a hit he snaps it back.

"Not a chance."

"Why not?" I pout.

"Dancers don't smoke."

"That's bullshit." I scoff. "Besides, you're a dancer."

His eyes light up. "Fine. If you want it, come and get it." He takes a long drag and leans forward, holding the smoke in his mouth. His action is unexpected, sparking excitement inside me. 

"No thank you." I bring my lips to a tight line, understanding what he meant. He laughs and blows out the smoke. "Can we go? I'm cold." I shiver, causing his eyes to trail down my body, probably noticing that I don't have a jacket on and I shift under his gaze feeling uncomfortable. I hate it when people look that intensely at my body.

"Sure." He throws the cigarette on the ground, stepping on it. He unlocks the car and I let out a sigh of relief, once I'm inside.

He starts the car.

"Seatbelt," He says, exactly like he did the last time I was in his car. I reach for the seatbelt and put it on. 

The corner of his mouth lifts. "Good girl." 

My body tenses up. "Stop with the pet names." I manage to say.

He smirks." You love them."

"I don't"

"I can see the way your body reacts every time I call you something, you know." His eyes flicker to me.

"I hate you." I shake my head, not having anything to say back. I don't really know how to speak to him when he's like this. I don't know how we went from fighting to flirting, but I can't help this weird feeling that I shouldn't let myself enjoy it too much. This is dangerous territory. The thin line between playful fighting and flirting, and I'm not really sure if I should cross it or not.

He rests his head back. "Sure you do."

The dime light from the street lights falls on him perfectly. One hand gripping the wheel and the other resting on the closed window. Even the way he's driving is attractive and I let myself study him a bit more. I try to focus on the small details I notice about him, like the way his hands handle the wheel or the way his eyes move around the streets, alarmed yet relaxed in a way. I notice that as he focuses on the road, his lips pout slightly and his eyebrows frown.

"You're staring again." He says with a completely straight face and my eyes snap back to the road.

 "So, how do you know Kai?

His question takes me by surprise. "Um, I've seen him around the frat." He simply nods. "Checking out the competition?" I tease.

His teeth make an appearance. "There's no competition angel."

"You're so full of yourself." I scoff

He shrugs with a smile. "I'm just confident. I grew up having to fight for everything I've ever wanted. That made me rely on myself and myself only and soon I realized that if I try hard enough I can get anything I want."

This conversation took a huge turn and I find myself staring again, remembering everything he told me that night. "I'm the exact opposite." I turn to the road. "I'm one of those people who no matter how hard they try will always fail and I've reached a point where I've failed so many times that it makes me believe that maybe, I'm just not enough."

He keeps his eyes on the road. "You're more than enough. All of us are. There are always gonna be people that are going to make you feel like that, parents, friends, lovers, even yourself. But in the end, there's no such thing as being enough for anything. You're simply you. And that's more than enough."

I stare at his side profile as I let his words sink in and my heart warms. "How do you do that?" I honestly ask.

"How do I do what?" He glances at me only for a second.

"You're so confusing. How can you act like a complete dick one second and the next talk to me like that?"

At that, he laughs. "That's how I'll get you to be obsessed with me."

It's kinda working.

"No. That's how you'll get me to murder you."

He laughs again. He looks so different when he laughs. There's something addictive to the sight and for some reason, I wanna make him laugh again.

"I have a question. " I say.

His face twitches with interest. "If you ask one, I'll ask on."

"Deal." I fight a smile and clear my throat. I don't know when I'll ever get a chance like this again, so I think deeply. "Why did you quit dancing and turned to music?" There are so many things I wanna ask him. Like what he thinks about me, if he's ever been in love or his dreams about the future. I wanna get to know everything about him but I don't wanna push him. It seems like he's thinking about it cause he's biting the inside of his cheek, something I've seen him do before.

"I just couldn't." He finally said after 23 seconds of silence, which I counted out of anxiety that maybe I pushed him too far with my question. He takes a deep breath, preparing himself. "I was in a shitty place and I was a fucked up mess. I couldn't dance anymore cause I had nothing to express. Growing up I found myself going to the dance studio as an escape. All the anger and fear and absolute sadness I would hold inside, I would release through dancing. But at some point in my life, it became too much and I grew completely...numb, in a way. I couldn't dance anymore cause I wasn't able to feel anything. I was bearly alive."

I watch him carefully, the urge to simply touch him out of sympathy growing by the second. I wonder how much pain he holds inside. I'm dying to get to know him.

"Jisung was the one that introduced me to music." He continues. " He came into my life when I thought that I was done. If I didn't have him I probably wouldn't be alive right now. He was studying in Rome, forced by his parents into a career that he didn't want. He was suffering from depression and anxiety and couldn't do it anymore, so he left and came here."

I would have never imagined that such a bright person would have such a hard backstory, but then again the kindest people are the ones that have suffered the most. "How did you guys meet?"

He smiles just a little. "At a party, a frat party actually. It was my first year in college, as a dance major along with my sister. I was drunk, and got in a fight with some dude after I tried to fuck his girl."

I scranch my nose in diguast. "You're an ass."

"I didn't know." He rolls his eyes. "Plus she was the one that was rubbing her ass on my dick the whole night."

His vulgar words disturb me. "Continue." I clear my throat.

"Anyway, I passed out on the bathroom floor, completely wasted, and somehow the next day I woke up on a couch at an apartment I didn't know. Jisung took me to his and Seungmin's place. I will not go into detail but after that, he somehow became my best friend."

"Wait, they were living together?" I ask.

He nods. "Yeah, they were friends for years and when Jisung dropped out Seungmin offered him to come and live with him."

I feel like I'm missing something. "How old are you?" I turn to him.

He looks at me with a smirk. "I'm 25."

What?

My eyes widen. "How the fuck are you 25?"

He laughs at my shocked expression. "I told you, I was a dance major for 2 years until I switched. Jisung started studying music and it pulled me in immediately. Then in my second year, Chan started collecting us like Pokemon and now here we are."

I shake my head. "Wow." There's so much I still don't know about these boys. Each and every one of them has his own story yet somehow Chan managed to bring 5 different people together through music.

"My turn." He says.

"Your turn has to wait." I smile as he reaches my apartment complex. He stops the car and I remove my seatbelt. I try to open the door but it's locked.

"Unlock the car." I turn to meet his gaze. He's leaning against his car door, keeping one hand on the wheel.

"I'll ask my question first." His voice echoes through the car.

I bit my lip, fully understanding the situation that I'm in right now. Trapped in his car, with his eyes and full attention on me. "Fine, ask away."

He focuses on my face, searching and studying. "Are you still in love with him?"

I stiffen, knowing exactly who he's talking about. Even though he's the only one who knows about me and Jackson, the times that we've actually talked about it are few. In any other case, I would have avoided any question about him but it's something this specific question that made me straighten my back. "No," I say with full honesty. "And I don't think I was ever truly in love with him if I'm being honest."

"You weren't," He says, his voice strong and stable. "What you had, what he gave you, wasn't love." He spits the last words as if it's a joke.

"Maybe it's the love I deserved." My voice drops lower, almost to a whisper.

His head snapped in my direction and I immediately lower my head, suddenly not brave enough to look him in the eye.

"Look at me." He demands.

I shake my head. I can't, I feel too exposed right now. More than I've ever had in front of anyone other than Jackson or Chan.

His hand finds my jaw and grips it tightly, turning my head to him. His eyes are burning but the muscles on his face are relaxed. He leans closer, and my heart starts beating faster.

"I really hope I could prove you wrong." His thumb brushes my cheek.

Freeze, freeze, freeze. I wish I could freeze this moment. Make it last.

I hold my breath. " Why can't you?"

His eyes shift as he tilts his head to the side. His hand moves to the side of my face, brushing some of the stray hairs away, pushing them behind my ear. I feel myself leaning into his touch.

"Cause you deserve better than I can offer you."

The words feel heavy, in my heart, in my chest, and in my stomach so I drop my eyes, nodding several times. Somehow I knew that that was gonna be the case. From the moment I first saw him, I somehow knew that he carried a lot with him and as much as my feelings are pushing me towards him, I'm not in a place where I can get involved with someone that can't offer me all of him.

"I get it." I pull away from his touch.

"Y/n.." He sighs.

I grab my bag and open the door. He tries to grab my wrist. "No," I shake my head. "Stop confusing me." I sharply say. "I won't do this back and forth again. You either want something or you don't. So since you don't, please leave me alone." I get out of his car, my legs move as fast as they can up the stairs to my apartment and the moment I slam the door shut, the tears make their way down my cheeks silently.

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Prom Night: Colby Brock (Part 3)

**Colby Brock Prom AU Poll Winner**

Colby Brock x fem!reader - a budding story about two people believed to be unobtainable to anyone, until they set their sights on eachother.

tags: kissing, emotions being dumb.

Part 1

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You wake up to a splitting headache, wincing in pain as you sit up. Your eyes adjust to your surroundings and you realise you are not home. You think back to the events from last night and instantly heat plasters onto your face.

'I kissed Colby Brock.'

'I asked him to Prom.'

"What the fuck, dude." You groan and fall back into the pillows. You feel comfortable and look down. You're not wearing your own clothes. That's right, he gave you a shirt to wear. You sit up again and take in the room. It was definitely his room. It was dark because of the black out curtains. Your phone lights up next to you and you see a text on your phone from an unknown number.

Unknown- Text me when you wake up :)

It had to be Colby. He probably got your number from Kat or something. You shoot him a text and hear him running up the stairs a few minutes later. He comes into the room slowly, peeking his head in first before coming in completely.

"Good morning." He holds out his hand and drops two pills in your hands. You can't muster the courage to look at him. You take the medicine and the glass of water he hands you.

"Thanks.." you say, avoiding eye contact as much as possible. He grabs your chin and makes you look at him.

"Hey, it's okay. We don't have to make it weird." He assures. He leans into you, pressing his lips against your forehead. He give you a smile before letting go of your face. You two sit in silence before you have the urge to pee. You flip the covers off and notice you aren't wearing pants.

"Uh.. could I get some pants?" He looks at your bare legs and blushes.

"Y-yeah, yeah hold on." He scrambles up to grab something for you to wear. He throws you a pair of shorts. You slide them on and head to his bathroom. You pee and then check the mirror. Man, did you look rough. You try to fix your hair before just putting in up in a ponytail and brush your teeth with your finger, feeling a tad bit better and somewhat hygienic.

"Hey, I made breakfast. You hungry?" You can hear Colby semi-yell through the doorway. You answer a quick 'yeah' while grabbing your bra to put back on. He leads you out and down the stairs where you see everyone. Jake, Corey, Nate, Sam and Kat all look at you as you come down the stairs. Colby goes to make you a plate while you take a seat next to Kat who gives you a look and then to Colby and back to you. You shake your head no and she smirks at you. Of course you were gonna tell her later but right now, you just wanted to get out of this awkward environment and into your own clothes.

Colby comes back with a plate and hands it to you. The guys end up talking about the party. You and Kat talk a little bit about the party as well.

**LATER**

You wave at the guys as you and Kat hop in your car and pullout of the driveway.

"Biiiiiiiiitch, tell me everything." Kat starts slapping your arm, excited about the tea you are about to spill.

"ME? bitch where did YOU go? I lost you and was drunk as fuck looking for you." You exclaimed.

"You got dick and I didn't. CRAZY." You add. She looks at you quickly.

"What do you mean, you didn't? But you slept in Colby's room." Kat looks at you confused. Your face gets red at the thought.

"Something did happen... but not what you think." You explain. Kat looks at you with curiosity and you swallow whatever saliva is still in your throat.

"W-we kind of kissed... and then it was gonna go farther but he... he stopped because I was drunk and then he helped me get ready for bed. He didn't even sleep in the bed. He slept on the couch." Kat looks at you bewildered.

"YOU KISSED COLBY BROCK?" Kat yells in your ear as you drive.

"SAYS YOU. YOU SLEPT WITH SAM GOLBACH." You yell back. She looks at you with crazy eyes.

"You don't know that." She spits at you, crossing her arms in defense. You look at her like she was nuts. You knew her in and out. You knew she slept with him.

"Katrina. Look me in my eyes and tell me you didn't." You park in the driveway of your shared home. She looks at you, staring right into your irises. After a few seconds, she caves.

"FINE. Yeah I did and I'd do it again. Best night of my life. Romantic, fun, not as awkward as I thought. It was everything." Kat squeals and you smile at her excitement. You were happy for her.

"I'm sorry you didn't get laid." Kat retorts.

"I'm not.. because that's not the only thing that happened.."

"What do you mean?"

"I might have asked Colby to prom."

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The weekend went fast. You and Colby have been texting non-stop. That being said, suddenly he stops answering your texts as you walk into the school.

"Hmm, that's weird." You say to Kat who is texting Sam.

"What is?"

"Colby left me on read like three minutes ago." You twist your face in confusion, but then you hear a comotion right down the hall. A group of people have gathered and there's someone yelling. You push through the crowd and see a horrific sight.

Colby was on the ground with Brent Snider holding onto his shirt.

"You think she wants you?" He drops Colby and points at the crowd.

"Or you. Or YOU? She needs a man. An Alpha male. Not some wannabe Emo kid." You push through the crowd and cross your arms.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Brent looks at you and smiles.

"Y/N! Just in time. This piece of trash was caught disrespecting you so I decided to teach him a lesson." You look at him in confusion. Kat runs up to you with her phone, showing someone's recording of Colby leading your into his room from the party.

"You stupid motherfuckers. I'm so over this. Colby Brock.. is my boyfriend, you fucks." You feel the entire student body look at you including Colby with wide eyes.

"Your boyfriend? He's not even in the game."

"Exactly, I'm so tired of this game and being this stupid fucking prize to you people. It's over. I'm done. Leave me alone." You put your back into the last sentence. Brent looks at you and the anger washes over his face before he sends a fist into a locker.

"This isn't fucking over." He looks at you and then at Colby before walking away and everyone disperses. You help Colby up who now has a decent black eye.

"We might be able to cover it but it's going to be there for a few days."

"Hopefully it's gone before prom. I have a date you know, with my girlfriend." His eyebrows wiggle and you roll your eyes.

"Look, it's just to keep them off our backs, okay?" You tell him while still looking at his eye. It definitely might need covered up for prom, it was pretty dark already an damn near bleeding.

"We will talk about it later." Colby tries to wink with his only good eye and it makes you laugh. You guys go your separate ways, the entire school in an uproar about the whole situation. Prom was in five days and you have yet to talk to Colby about any of it.

At some point in the day, you paths cross and he almost doesn't stop to talk to you so you grab his arm.

"Hey, you okay?" You ask. He was acting weird. He nods and kind of shrugs your hand off.

"Colby."

Let's just talk after school. in private." His eyes plead for the conversation to be over which you oblige.

"okay." You speak. A pit forms in your stomach. You feel like you had been scolded like a child. The day drags on and you don't hear from Colby until later in the night. You can't sleep. The events of the day wash over your thoughts until it's all you can think about. You decide to take a leap of faith and text Colby to see if he was awake.

Y/N: Hey.

C: yeah?

Y/N: Can we talk?

C: sure.

Y/N: Can I call?

C: yeah, of course.

The phone rings and rings before you feel like he isn't going to answer but the call finally connects.

"Hey." You whisper into the phone for some reason, feeling restless and needing to stand. You pace back and forth through your room.

"Hey, you okay?" Colby asks right away. You sigh, not sure where to even start.

"I can't sleep. I've been playing todays scene in my head all day and I just... I'm sorry." You couldn't help but apologize. The whole boyfriend thing just came out and now it has caused more problems, not only for you but Colby as well.

"Hey, it's okay. I don't mind. The game needed to end. Sure, I'll get a bunch of shit but if that's what needs to happen for you to have peace, then so be it." It wasn't fair at how nice and understanding he was being. He didn't deserve any of this. He could have still had a peaceful existence.

"I still feel bad-" You voice breaks and you realise you are on the verge of tears and Colby doesn't miss it.

"Y/N, I'm coming over." Colby speaks through the speaker.

"What? No Colby, it's late. You don't need to." You plead. He didn't need to see you like this. He didn't need to be your light in the dark, the sword to your shield. Your sniffles don't sound too convincing to him though.

"No, it's okay. You need me and I'm on my way. Say you don't and I'll stay."

"I-" You think about everything. You haven't been able to be close to anyone for so long. Everyone was either fighting to be with you as a reward or hating you because of the game. To be this close to anyone like you were with Colby in such a short amount of time breaks your mind. Your walls shatter down in the instant and before you know it, your lips are moving.

"I need you." You start to cry. All the pent up emotion and heartache. The loneliness and solitude that once numbed you, now starting to destroy you.

"I'll be there in a few minutes, okay? Hold out until I get there." Colby is at your door within ten minutes. When you open the door, he immediately engulfs you in a bone crushing hug as if to squeeze the pieces of you back together. You breakdown in his arms and he holds you. The only audible thing you can say to him is 'I'm sorry'.

Eventually he helps you up the stairs and into your room. You sit on your bed, trying to calm down while he takes off his jacket revealing a plain black t-shirt to go with his black sweatpants. He takes off his shoes and slips into the bed next to you, pulling you into his side. His arm wraps around you and your head presses against his chest. You can hear his steady heartbeat as he strokes your hair.

He kisses the top of your head as you come down from the dump of emotions.

"How long has it been since you cried." He asked. You sigh and honestly you couldn't remember the last time.

"I don't even know." You look up at him as he stares at the glowing t.v. You study his face like you're never going to see him again.

"Thank you for coming over." You smile at him. He looks at you and leans down, placing a soft kiss on your lips. It lingers for a while before he pulls back.

"I would do it again in a heartbeat."

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We love sappy shit.

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[blitzyn]

Can you do kaeya!sub x Male reader!Dom and kaeya likes to get humiliated

you like it, don't you?

sub!kaeya x dom!m!reader

Synopsis: You fuck Kaeya instead of attending one of your meetings.

a/n -> sure 😼 also so sorry this is shorter than usual

wc -> 0.5k

cw -> public sex, anal sex, hair pulling, light degradation

"W-Wait, [Name], they're going to see us!" Kaeya whisper-shouted, seemingly mortified at the prospect of people seeing the grand Cavalry Captain naked in public.

Well, not necessarily outdoors, but in a lonely hallway at the Favonius headquarters.

"They won't if you be quiet," you caressed his hips, snaking a calloused hand over to his hard cock. "Besides, isn't that what a dirty whore like you wants? To get caught?"

He shook his head, but with the way he twitched and throbbed in your hold, you knew it was a lie. That's what he wanted - or, at least, wanted the risk of it.

"That's also why you skipped today's meeting, isn't it?" you continued. "Because you wanted me to fuck you so good you can't think straight?"

"What- No- That's not-" he stuttered, completely unlike his usual self. You'd forever pride yourself in being able to reduce him into this mess.

"Really? So all those glances and touches earlier meant nothing? Maybe I read that wrong, then," you began to pull out of him, erotic squelching noises echoing through the corridor.

"Wait! Fuck, wait," he tensed. "Y-You didn't."

He looked back at you, his cheeks burning red; it was a pretty contrast to his bronze skin. The eye staring at your face was wide with desperation.

You let out a breathy chuckle. "Imagine what Jean would think if she found out how much of a slut you truly are."

He moaned as you thrust back into him, quickly following a steady pace. You kept from going all the way inside to spare him some of his dignity, but it seems as if he didn't really care about that. He adjusted his legs to fuck himself harder on your cock.

You huffed amusedly before obliging, thrusting into him hard enough to get him weak in the knees. He rested his head on the wall in front of him, trying hard not to let out any more noise. You could tell he was biting his lip from the way his moans muffled.

You grabbed his ponytail and pulled, yanking his head to you. One of his hands was on the wall as his back was forcibly arched. He groaned at the sudden ache in his scalp, but couldn't deny that it felt good.

One of your hands snaked down to his cock — it was harder than you thought. You grinned to yourself. He really did get off on having sex where people could see him.

You began jerking him off in time with your thrusts. He tightened around your throbbing dick; it almost made you cum on the spot.

"Fuck!" Kaeya cursed. "I'm gonna cum!"

He let out a loud moan, his cock spurting cum over the wall. You continued to jerk him off before groaning and stilling, gently fucking your semen deeper into him.

You pulled out with a sigh, holding him close to you until his thighs stopped trembling.

"We should probably leave, huh?" you said, taking out a – convenient – handkerchief to clean the cum. "You got loud."

"Oh, shit," his face burned with shame. But he knew he wanted to do this again. "Yeah. Let's go."

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[cellard0ors]

I've given this thought and while I'm kind of sick this Xmas Eve ('cause fuck my life) I'm STILL going to make a little naughty...

(cut for NSFW words/ideas - set in The Full Deck series)

Laura thought she hated Travis when he was the sheriff of North Kill.

But then she met Sheriff Malloy.

Malloy is in his late twenties and a complete dick.

He's entitled, he's egotistical, and he bends the law in ways Travis never would and yeah, okay, Travis covered murders and held people hostage, but he didn't outright discriminate and use his authority over people to get what he wanted.

For example, Malloy is the kinda guy who will intimidate a woman into going out for a drink with him - like, ohhhh, I pulled you over for speeding (they weren't), but if you go to Dixie's with me, well, I'll treat you to a Cosmo and we can forget all about it...

...a Cosmo? What year is this? The late nineties? Early two thousands via Sex and the City-gendered-womens-drink-bullshit?

Malloy wasn't even the deputy! He only got promoted to sheriff because his Daddy painted the right palms green. So. Malloy is the sheriff and Travis's boss and a total tool to boot.

He also makes these snide little comments about Laura being a golddigger or Travis a cradle robber and Laura is looking for ways to get back at him when she gets lucky.

...and so, ironically, does Travis.

Because Travis has some sniffles and is told to stay home and work from there and Laura, with the day off, manages to come across him while he's on a conference call.

Sure, he's on mute (right now) and Malloy is droning on and on while other officers and officials listen in, but that's not the point. No. The point is, muted or not, they're on camera.

And Travis's laptop camera is small. And shitty. And pointed directly at his face, making it perfectly easy for Laura to covertly sneak into where he is and then down low and quiet until she can ease around his legs, right between them, and (in fact) beneath his desk.

Travis almost jumps a mile high and hisses at her to go away and Malloy's voice comes across tinny, asking if something is wrong and Travis has to unmute to say no and lie and say that the cat just startled him even as Laura's fingers go for the fly of his jeans.

Travis mutes again so fast and gestures at her to stop and to go, all while appearing casual and unaffected, but Laura has the most evil grin in the world and he knows what this means, because it's her 'I'm getting my way no matter what' look and he's already hardening as she draws him out into the open air.

And he crosses his fingers for erectile dysfunction of all things to hit him and hit him now to save him from this, but no - oh, no - he's already raring to go, like a damn teenager the moment she gets those pretty little lips of hers wrapped around his length.

It doesn't help that she hums like he's the best, most delicious thing she's ever had in her mouth and she's sucking and licking at him like he's a melting popsicle and it's true he is melting and his hands are curled into hard fists and one is pressed against his mouth and he has his eyebrows knitted together like he's thinking hard but he's really not thinking at all as Laura bobs her head smoothly up and down a couple of times.

She's looking up at him - blue eyes glassy and gorgeous and it's a very 'what's wrong, Travis?' teasing look and the hand that's out of sight from the camera, the one balled as a fist on one of his thighs goes to her loose golden hair.

His thick fingers plough through the silky masses, tugs and pulls, until he forms it into a rough, makeshift ponytail, the back of his knuckles scraping her scalp as he starts encouraging her, because his willpower is zip, and he can't fight the strong ocean tides of Laura Kearney.

She openly moans around him now and he's glad he has that one fist to his mouth and that the mute button is on as he groans and his balls pulse and if this baby girl doesn't draw off of his dick soon...

...and he's never ever thought of her that way before, but considering she's going down on him in a very pornographic way he can imagine her by a pornographic title and she lets out a whimper as she squirms beneath him and presses her own thighs tight together and slowly he opens the fist he has over his mouth, resting the heel of his hand against his top lip - mouth still covered - as he asks her roughly if her clit stings.

Laura's mouth is full of his dick and she's doing her valiant best to reach the root even as she shoots him a big doe-eyed sorrowful look and manages something close to a 'mm hmm!' in answer to his question.

Voice deadly soft, he whispers 'Poor sweetheart - I'm sorry it hurts, but you have to wait. Have to be a good girl and swallow me first' and she lets out the most fantastic sound

It's angry yet wanting and excited and he flexes his hips and oh fuck, oh fuck, it's happening soon. It's happening now and it's-!

Travis's head falls back and both hands are cradling her head now, practically crushing it, as he starts cuming in long, hard pulls - ropes of cum painting her throat and the inside of her cheeks and then she sputters and they're on her face and Travis can see the pearly sheen of his release and he feels like it'll never stop-!

...until it does.

It does and his head falls back against the office chair limply and out of the corner of his eyes he can see a red-faced, angry Sheriff Malloy and he pushes the unmute button to ask thickly "What?"

"Hackett! Have you been listening?!? I was asking you about the latest cases of graffiti tagging in Low End Park and I look up and you look like you're having a seizure! Did your old man ticker give out or what?!?"

Travis is about to answer only for Laura to pop her face on screen, her cheeks flushed and her eyes bright as she says, "No, his ticker is in great working order! As are his other parts! Gotta go!"

And with that, Laura snaps the laptop shut, ending the call.

And Travis looks at Laura as if she's lost her mind. And as if she's the most perfect, most angelic person in existence. And then she's crawling into his lap and biting her bottom lip and moaning, "My clit still hurts, honey..."

...and what else can Travis do?

He takes care of the situation.

Like he takes care of everything.

And, surprisingly, Travis doesn't lose his job. He does, however, get told video conference calls for him, from now on, are a complete no go. Muted, unseen telephone conference calls from here on and out.

And Travis will take that.

He'll take that and then some...😏

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[familyvideostevie]

Okay so I would die for "breathe through your nose" with Eds

Only because

I feel like Eddie would say this, but in a panic thinking you couldn't actually breathe 😂😂😂

this cracks me up. i went with the idea of like, giving eddie head for the first time! hope this satisfies ;) 18+, fem!reader

"breathe through your nose" __

"I want to suck your dick," you say. "How do you want me to do it?"

Eddie short circuits in front of you, sitting down hard on his bed with wide eyes. "You want to...you want to blow me?" His voice gets high at the end and he coughs into his hand. "You sure?" You haven't before, which Eddie knows, but you can't stop thinking about it.

"Talk me through it." You get on your knees right there between his legs, moving to put your hair in a ponytail.

"Wait," he says, unbuckling his belt, clearly on board with your plan. "I'll uh, I'll hold it. Gently, I swear." He shimmies his pants down his hips and kicks them off and there it is: his cock, already half-hard. It's nothing you haven't seen before -- it's been inside you, after all.

"You sure you want to?" he asks again. You look up at him before licking your lips. His pupils widen.

"Eddie, we've been having sex for like, a month. And I've been thinking about sucking your dick for twice as long." He twitches at your words and you wrap a hand around him. He hisses, one palm cradling your jaw as precum beads on his tip. "Just tell me what you want."

"I-- Christ, okay." He's flushed. "Gimme your hand." You let go of him and hold your palm open and he spits into it which makes you gasp softly. He grins. "Just uh, take what you can, I guess. I'll like it, I promise." You jerk him slowly from root to tip, before leaning forward and licking the length of him.

"Fuck," he says. "This isn't going to last long."

"I know how big you feel when you're fucking me," you say. He groans. "How big will you feel in my mouth?" He's heavy on your tongue when you suck on his head. You bob up and down slowly, your hand making up for what you can't fit. Eddie, true to his word, fists his hands in your hair and pulls only a little bit. You feel your gag reflex work when you take him deep.

"Breath through your nose," he says between pants. You feel unbelievably powerful to have him at your mercy like this, even if you're drooling and making filthy sounds. "So good, sweetheart," Eddie says. "Look so pretty sucking my dick." You hum around him and he throws his head back.

"Holy shit," he says. "I-- not long now, baby. Where can I come?" You pull him out of your mouth with a wet pop and continue to stroke him. Your jaw aches but it's worth it for the fucked-out look Eddie's got on his face.

"Can you come in my mouth?" Eddie nods frantically and you lean back down, moving one hand to play with his balls.

"Oh, sweet Jesus," he moans. "I'm --" He pulls on your hair a little hard as he spurts in your mouth. It's salty and a little metallic on your tongue, almost like pennies. But it's Eddie, and you find yourself into it. You release him with the same wet noise as before and he looks down at you through hooded eyes, thumb swiping across your chin to wipe away some of the spit on your face.

"Was that okay?" you ask. Eddie's mouth drops open.

"Okay? Sweetheart, you just rocked my world. C'mere." He pulls you up to the bed and kisses you soundly, not shying away from the taste of himself on your tongue. "Lemme return the favor, yeah?"

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