#sandwich not sex btw

[stlangels]

you know what sounds crazy rn. italian sub. i want an italisn sub so bsd

#sandwich not sex btw #grahambles

[skamenglishsubs]

Subtext and Culture, Young Royals, Season 3, Episode 2

Episode 2 starts days or maybe a week after episode 1. The curfews and phone ban is in place, so Wilhelm and Simon make the most of their one hour of phone sex talking.

Blink and you miss it: Wilhelm snapped a quick instant picture of himself and Simon at the palace in the last episode, using the camera we saw on his desk. The heart is still on his hand, so maybe it's the next day, or maybe he's been filling it in every day.

Cinematography: Intense red light typically symbolizes their mutual love, and this scene is overflowing with it.

Lost in translation: They both finish the phone call with "puss", which means kiss, but not exactly. It's more platonic, something you can say and do with your parents, or your kids, or end phone calls with. The other word for kiss, "kyss", is more romantic/sexual, and would be super weird to end a phone call with. Simon is using that word when he says he would kiss Wilhelm's collar bone birth mark.

Subtext: Of course Vincent doesn't believe anyone was bullied. He's the biggest bully, but what he does is just a joke, or the other guy deserved it. This is gonna be a recurring theme™ in this episode, how various characters look back on and remember, or choose not to remember, what happened to them.

Subtext: If you didn't pick up this meaningful glance, you're blind. The initiation porno was totally real, and Nils and August clearly remember it, and weren't as flippant about it as Vincent.

Culture: In Sweden, inner city schools are typically better and have richer students than the poorer schools out in the suburbs. This is the exact opposite of the typical US school demographical pattern.

Subtext: Wilhelm avoids Farima's question by evading it. Note that it does make sense that she doesn't know what's going on at these schools since she's an employee, she's not upper-class herself. Wilhelm's parents know though since they attended Hillerska, but they would of course never admit it either.

Culture: Ironically, this is exactly how the real-world Danish royal family handled the Herlufsholm scandal in 2022 involving prince Christian. Only when the media storm in Denmark got too intense did they pull him out of the school, while furiously denying knowledge of the abuse or that he was involved in any way.

Cinematography: We're in the cursed music room, but the light is soft and golden, and the scene is just cute. No fight this time.

Subtext: We're touching the theme™ again, but from Simon's perspective. He has the same outsider perspective we have; speaking up about abuse is always good, and if the school's closing because of it, that's an obviously good thing. There's plenty of scenes in this episode showing that most Hillerska students don't share this perspective, they really love their school, as fucked up as it is.

Subtext: Although it sounds like a rehearsed PR line and Felice is thinking about her girl group here, it's gonna come true for her and Sara.

Subtext: Yuck. No further comment.

Cinematography: The immediate cut to Felice getting her aggressions out in gym class shows us exactly what she thought of what the principal said and how much it pissed her off.

Blink and you miss it: Simon audibly sniffs Wilhelm's hair.

Blink and you miss it: Micke made dinner for both of them, but in her depression, Sara ignores the cooked food (Pyttipanna, btw), and makes herself a cucumber sandwich instead.

Subtext: Micke is a man on a mission, and he is constantly steering the conversation towards helping Sara get her driver's license. For him, it's a way to make up for having been a shitty parent.

Culture: Sweden has long been a holdout of stick-shift cars, and if you don't do your practical test in a stick-shift, you'll get a restricted license, so it's not out of the ordinary for Micke to be teaching Sara how to drive one. However, automatics have seen a sharp rise in the last decade, and in 2024 automatics will finally overtake them.

Culture: The green ÖVNINGSKÖRNING sign is compulsory in Sweden if a car is being driven by someone on a learner's permit, with a parent or friend as the instructor. There's also a red version of the sign, which indicates it's a student driver with a professional instructor in a dual control car.

Cinematography: The room is filled to the brim with things to do, there's a bazillion board games, they have books, magazines, fidget thingies, they're drowning in stuff, and yet the girls are still soooooo boooored just because they don't have their phones. Except Madison, who is knitting.

Subtext: Here comes the theme™ again, and Fredrika is firmly in camp denial. Everyone else is just lying and exaggerating! The wheels are starting to turn in Felice's head though.

Subtext: Nils and August are finally talking about the initiation without Vincent being present, and they can finally be honest about what they actually thought about it. It happened, they didn't like.

Subtext: Their idea of fixing it however is not to go out publicly and talk about it, but to just quietly stop the tradition, hoping they'll be the last ones. (Since there are no second-year students in the show, we have no idea what happened to them, so we're just gonna ignore that.)

Subtext: And here comes the reason that August wanted to put a stop to it. He was completely humiliated by it, and he doesn't want anyone else to know that he was humiliated, because that just makes it worse. This is also the reason that traditions like this keep on going, no-one wants to blow the whistle on it, because everyone was abused, everyone was a victim, it's hard for abuse victims to speak up.

Cinematography: The talk with Nils triggered an anxiety attack for August, and being inside his small room doesn't exactly help. Him going so close to the camera that he almost bumps into it really shows how he feels like the walls are closing in on him.

Culture: This, kids, is a standard Swedish landline telephone jack. For the longest time I thought phone jacks looked like this everywhere, but it turns out that this particular design was only used in Sweden and Iceland(!?!). You won't find these in newer buildings because landlines are pretty much dying out, and if there are phone jacks they'll probably be using the much more common RJ-11 standard.

Culture: This, kids, is an Ericsson Diavox phone. The former government phone monopoly in Sweden, Televerket, only allowed certified and approved phones to be used on the network, and they only approved a very small set of phones, so everyone had pretty much the same phones in their homes. However, in the 1980's the market started getting flooded with "illegal" phones from other countries, so the monopoly simply stopped enforcing the rule, and you could finally, finally, plug in that novelty Garfield phone that you always wanted.

Blink and you miss it: Sara is studying for her driving test, and she's reading about driving in the dark.

Subtext: We're gearing up for the main plotline of the season, dropping more hints that maybe Wilhelm's image of Erik wasn't complete, and what August says sows some seeds of doubt in him.

Subtext: This song is objectively not very good, please don't kill me, but it is very sixteen-year-old-boy-just-singing-from-his-heart, not thinking about the text.

Subtext: Simon isn't wearing anything purple, but just after he posts his song video, he picks up a purple shirt, drops it immediately, and then the camera lingers on it. Colour theory goes brrrrrrrr. He thought about Wilhelm, and then stopped because his music is more important to him or something?

Subtext: Unlike Simon, Wilhelm immediately understands how problematic the text is for him, and how people will interpret it...

Subtext: ...but since he doesn't want to hurt Simon's feelings, he lies about why he thinks the song was a very, very bad idea. And he cushions it by telling Simon that he thinks the song is jätte-jätte-bra. Giant-giant-good.

Subtext: Yes, but also no, and someone from the court really should have given Simon some media training and explained to him why he has to be very careful about what he posts. But it's drama fuel, which is why this disaster is allowed to happen.

Subtext: A nice little throwback to season 1, this is exactly what Erik told Wilhelm in the first episode, about making sure that their public image is carefully curated.

Subtext: That's some on-the-nose foreshadowing there, since Felice is one of the main causes for the school ultimately closing.

Subtext: We're back to the theme™, Fredrika is saying pretty much the same thing as Vincent. It didn't happen, and if it did, it wasn't that bad.

Subtext: However, Felice isn't playing along this time, she's starting to speak up about the issues, and the result is a long, awkward silence, because her friends are not willing to do the same.

Subtext: Wilhelm and the rest of the rich kids are of course all wearing pretty expensive high-end hiking gear, in contrast with Simon who is simply wearing one of his usual hoodies and his usual winter jacket that we've seen before. That's a damn fine jacket from Fjällräven, btw, the same company that makes the weirdly globally popular Kånken backpacks.

Blink and you miss it: Henry is getting dragged for his actually quite reasonable objection to the tent groupings.

Subtext: Felice physically distances herself from her friends, and joins Simon and Wilhelm, in a nice little foreshadowing of the show's ending.

Blink and you miss it: Did you miss the line in last episode where Ayub said they were also gonna go camping at Talludden with their classmates from Marieberg? Well, here they are, because they pitched their tents nearby, and decided to go check out the Hillerska camp. It's not just Rosh and Ayub randomly walking through the woods.

Subtext: In season 2, we learned that Stella has a crush on Fredrika that she thinks is one-sided, but Fredrika sure has some kind of reaction to seeing Stella being close with Rosh. Jealousy, perhaps? Not clear at this point in time.

Subtext: Read the room Fredrika, for fuck's sake. At least Wilhelm has started learning to recognize privilege. The other rich kids probably recognize their privilege, but they're mostly just enjoying how much better they are than the poor regular kids.

Subtext: But Wilhelm's still got a lot more to learn. Yes, technically he is forced to spend his summer studying, and technically it is a kind of work, but the underlying reasons are completely different. If he skips it or fails, nothing bad will happen to him, unlike the Marieberg kids who rely on their summer jobs to have any sort of spending money.

Lost in translation: Wilhelm's dad says that the queen is going to be "sjukskriven", which is more serious than someone deciding on their own to take some time off or to use some sick days. It means that a doctor has evaluated you and decided that you are not fit to work, and that if you're a regular person, you are eligible for sick pay for the foreseeable future.

Cinematography: Yeah, mommy is really sick and Wilhelm is feeling the weight of responsibility, but take a look at that sunrise! It's so pretty! Wilhelm is completely in shadow because trouble whatever, but look at how that light just pops, with the sky and the water and the sun on the trees! Beautiful!

#young royals #young royals subtext #young royals analysis #young royals season 3

[cocksucker6000]

(Hi same person just adding more) sub/bottom reader, semi/public jealous sex, liyue/monstadt boys! (You can use either gender neutral or he/him pronouns! Btw I love ur work)

envious desire ☆ mond + liyue

your boyfriend couldn’t be this jealous…could he?

sub m reader + zhongli, childe, kaeya, diluc, albedo

cw ;; slight possessive behavior, semi public/exhibitionism, kinda shitty IM SO SORRY, no beta we are MEN, diluc is my fav can you tell, sub top reader and aphrodisiac use in albedo’s part

a/n ;; thank you for the request!! i didnt do xiao since i feel like he would just cry when he gets jealous, poor thing ,, i might do smt about that someday tho

zhongli ;;

the ex-geo archon was also so…stoic. you had always known him to have such a calm and collected demeanor—you weren’t even sure if he’d flinch if one of his boulders came hurling towards him. you hadn’t expected him to react like this after going for tea with the ginger harbinger while he was in the area—but now he had you pinned against a wall in one of the back alleys of liyue harbor, breathing heavy and low in your ear, his cock pressing against your clothed ass as his weight sa sandwiched you between him and the wall. “z—zhongli…”

“shh, my sweet thing.” he cooed, holding your waist with one hand as the other traced up and down your inner thighs. “you want me to make you feel good, don’t you?”

you mewled when he palmed at your erection. “‘could make you feel better than that fatuus ever could. he doesn’t have any idea what he’s doing…” he kissed at your jaw, biting down softly. you could feel the outline of his small fangs against your flesh, causing you to groan.

“love, just…n-not here.”

he obliged to your request, and you found yourself pinned against his bed with his cock buried deep in your walls in no time.

childe ;;

to say that your harbinger boyfriend got jealous easily was an understatement. he felt his eyes narrow as he watched another man’s hands on your’s, trailing your hips and waist with fervor. the truth is, he had to, he was only a higher up sent to train your level of recruits and he was adjusting your stance with a blade. but all childe could focus on from the distance were the way your hips shifted with his guide, the rosy tint on your cheeks from the brisk snezhnayan air.

the man stepped back and watched you slash through the chests of the training dummies placed in front of you, praising your work. tartaglia’s mind only wandered further, that should be me, as he stepped up to the two of you. “solid work, (name).”

the tone in his voice was condescending, and you could even see it in his eyes. you’d suppose that’s how you found yourself pinned to a brick wall the moment childe dragged you away. “ngh, childe…”

he hummed in your neck as his eyes darkened, already stuffing his hand down your trousers. “mmn. something the matter?”

“n—no…” you stammered, whining as you pushed your hips towards his touch.

“good.”

kaeya ;;

you felt your boyfriend’s gloved hand creep up your thigh, distracting you from your conversation with the redhead behind the bar counter. kaeya might’ve been nagging him as well if it weren’t for your presence—but right now, all of the words you exchanged seemed to blur together. there was an awfully friendly, perhaps even sultry tone in your voice that the cavalary captain couldn’t stand. his fingers suddenly squeezed the flesh of your thigh as he shot his brother a look of warning.

diluc hesitated for a moment before turning away to tend to some dirty glasses. “the two of you have had enough to drink.”

kaeya led you out into the cool air of the mondstat evening, sighing. you couldn’t tell if it was one of relief or not.

“sorry, ‘kae…” you hesitated.

“no, no, sweetest…” your boyfriend cooed, leaning down to take your chin in his awfully elegant fingers for a drunk man. “this only gives me all the more reason to make you mine.”

“mmg—“ you were cut off by his lips on your’s. you kissed him back with needy fervor and found yourself pinned against a secluded wall of bricks. the city was quiet in the night, not a soul would catch the two of you. your hand was on his hip, fingers dipping under his corset.

“let me take you home, yeah?” he suggested.

“no—“ you let out a little whine as he caressed your ass. “t—take me right here, please…we’ll warm up.”

you practically ignited a flame in his chest as he planted a wet kiss on your neck. “as you wish.”

diluc ;;

you weren’t aware the tavern owner had this kind of side to him, gripping your jaw so hard you were scared it would leave a red mark in his place. his lips on your’s were sloppy and fervent, like he was trying to prove to you that you were his, and his only—and after a long closing shift, you couldn’t blame him.

you muttered his name as you stumbled against the bartop, gripping the pine with a splintering vice. diluc had one hand on your waist as he rubbed against your thigh like some teenager, you were sure you might’ve heard a whimper against your lips. “luc—r-right here? really?”

“please, ‘can’t—i…i need to claim you.” your fingers threaded through his hair as he growled into your neck.

“nnh…” you sighed as you felt his hand sneak under your slacks to palm at your cock—you could feel something of a wave of relief from the man in front of you—he could finally touch you, and make you his.

with a trail of sloppy kisses up your neck, he reached your mouth again, and pulled away softly to nuzzle your forehead. “i know you’re stressed, dee…please, go ahead.”

albedo ;;

you didn’t have any suspicions when your dear alchemist invited you to his mountain campsite and welcomed you with a warm cup of tea. how kind, was your initial thought, as you felt your cheeks redden—not just from the cold. you brought the hot mug to your lips as he pecked you on the cheek, inferring about your day.

this tea tastes a bit sweeter than usual…oh, yes, your day was good, you assure him.

“that’s good to hear.” he speaks with the same monotone tone of his as he makes his way back a station, poking around with a vile of liquid, quickly scribbling a few notes down. “what did you get up to? hanging out with those punks from the south again?”

“they aren’t—‘punks’, but, yes, i did.” you began to feel a bit warmer than you usually did in your jacket. “‘bedo, it really is just for business.”

he agreed with a small mhm, pacing back to where you sat. trailing two fingers up your jaw, he kissed you eagerly. his lips felt so sweet and hot, you couldn’t help but chase after them, you—he drugged you, didn’t he?

“why don’t you shed your coat? i can tell you’re sweating.” he pulled away, and you complied.

“albedo, you can’t—“ you hardly noticed between panting as he crawled into your lap, grinding his shorts against the growing tent in your pants.

“i can do as i please,” another short, sloppy kiss on your lips. “seeing you all disheveled like this reminds me that you’re still mine.”

#zhongli x male reader #zhongli x bottom male reader #bottom male reader #sub male reader #childe x male reader #kaeya x male reader #diluc x male reader #genshin x male reader #albedo x male reader

[sarcasticxxstar]

beach!abby headcanons

modern au btw !!

mentions of sex btw so i’ll do the fluff at the beginning and signal when it gets smuttier.

• you absolutely love the beach and finally convinced abby to take off from work and go on vacation with you. she really couldn’t say no when you pulled out the doe eyes and the long “pleaseeee”. you’re her strongest weakness and you knew it wouldn’t take long convincing her

• abby loves to prep everything. she makes the sandwiches. makes sure you are thoroughly sunscreened and lathered. she will carry as much as she possibly can so you don’t have to carry that much. she WILL argue if you try to carry more than her.

“baby look at these muscles, i’m fine. now hand me the damn bag.”

• abby does the bikini top and swim trunks combo (🙏

• abby loves to take you out into the water and hold you. she likes knowing that she can keep you safe. she will have you wrap your legs around her or do a piggy back and you guys will just jump with the waves. whenever you try to swim away from her, she is quick to follow. she doesn’t like being out of control in the water so she stays close by you to know she can help if you need it.

•she is very protective of you. she makes sure no guys are being creeps are staring at you. she loves holding you and if you get too hot she gets the ice out and puts you in the shade. you always try to let her relax but she says she’s her calmest when she knows you’re okay.

• she loves putting sunscreen on your face after a long day at the beach. she makes sure your face isn’t too burnt or anything. she gives you a little kiss on the nose before asking you to apply her sunscreen.

•it’s really hard for you not to get handsy when applying her sunscreen. ESPECIALLY with lotion, like all the muscles. oh lawd.

• abby goes between wanting to do everything at the beach to just liking to lay down with you. he favorite things to do are just laying in the sun with you near her.

• HER FRECKLES BRO. they come out so prominently after a day in the sun. you love just kissing all over her face and body. it’s like the freckles were put on her body to be kissed.

•abby loves doing cute shit with you. dance on the beach while it rains? hell yeah as long as you’re smiling and making memories, she’s in. watch a corny movie on the couch. she’s game, but she can’t help her lingering hands.

•abby also loves to make dinner with you every night.

• gay sex ahead.

• abby loves to shower with you after a long time on the beach. she says it’s to conserve water but you spend double the amount of time in there.

• she will give your hair an extra wash to make sure you feel clean and she lovessss to wash your body. (definitely not because she loves squeezing and touching you all over)

• abby loves how you taste after being all sweaty on the beach. having her head between your thighs is already one of her favorite things, but at the beach you just taste so fucking sweet and she can taste your sweat.

• she loves seeing you in a bathing suit and knowing your all hers. your tummy and thighs. oh god it does things to her.

•abby also loves fucking you in almost all every room of the place you’re staying at. oh you made dinner well why doesn’t abby have desert right here on the kitchen table. and she makes her desert cum 3 times.

• the one night you guys went out to dinner you wore this tiny strappy dress that drove abby insane. she couldn’t even wait to fuck you before you left the restaurant. she pulled you to the bathroom and had her fingers in you before you could even get a kiss in.

#beach!abby #abby anderson #abby anderson x you #abby anderson x y/n #abby anderson x reader #tlou #abby anderson x f!reader #abby anderson smut

[yuna542]

Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 3 <-

Part 4

Pairing: OT8 x reader/ mostly Chan x reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Fem!reader

Warnings: Suggestive Themes, Swearing, Mentions of sex and alcohol

Word Count: 3.1k

Note: Here we go. New Part. Hope you like it. It’s so much fun writing conversations between the boys, idk why xD The tension is rising and Felix being adorable as always. Hyunjin as a dom softie always gets me btw…

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

When you finally came into the practice room holding hands with Felix, the chaotic conversations between the boys fell silent.

Jeongin, who was sitting on the couch, waved to you with a broad smile and Han immediately jumped up from his place on the floor.

Everyone sat together and unpacked the food that had been delivered. You guessed they couldn't decide once again and had just ordered everything.

A lot of coffee and smoothies, sushi, ramen, Subway sandwiches, and even two pots of ice cream had been draped in the middle of the small seating circle.

"How did you manage to get her away from work?", asked Lee Know with amusement, his gaze lingering on your legs for a moment.

Before Felix could answer, Han pushed a large cup of yellow liquid into your hand and offered you a seat between himself and Hyunjin.

"Is that the mango smoothie you had the other day?", you asked him and he nodded.

"You were looking over so enviously the whole time after you tasted it, so I ordered you one."

You had to grin and Han's face lit up as you lightly nudged him in the side.

"Thanks, Hannie.”

The conversation picked up again and Changbin offered you a bit of everything. He made sure you got exactly what you wanted, and since he loved to eat so much himself, you were touched by how much he paid attention to your wishes.

The mood was boisterous and you were all sitting together for the first time in a long time. There had just always been too much to do and from now on it wouldn’t get any less.

Only between Chan and you it was still strange and the others noticed that too.

Hyunjin had put an arm around you and you leaned your head against his shoulder while Jeongin and Seungmin discussed where to get the best burgers.

You kept feeling Chan's gaze on you, but when you looked at him, he quickly looked away.

Felix noticed this and looked back and forth between you. Even Han tried to lure you both out of your shells with funny comments.

Otherwise Chan and you were always talking, teasing each other or teasing the others together, but today it was just confusing.

The rest of you tried hard to keep the relaxed mood, but it was getting way more difficult by every minute that passed. To everyone's surprise, the first one to blurt out was Seungmin:

"What the hell is wrong with you guys?"

Minho fell silent and Felix even flinched so hard that he looked like a scared kitten. Seungmin stared directly at Chan and the silence was more than oppressive.

"What do you mean?", he asked calmly, as if there was nothing to talk about.

"Well you two! What are you doing?", he snapped at him, pointing at you. Chan shook his head speechlessly, seeming overwhelmed by the sudden confrontation.

Hyunjin pulled you closer to him and intertwined his fingers with yours, soothingly circling his thumb over the back of your hand.

"Seungmin is right", Minho joined in at that point.

"Why are you acting so strange?"

Your eyes lingered nervously on Changbin, who stared at the ground, as it was the most interesting thing he ever saw. He was the worst at hiding his thoughts and feelings. He had burst into the situation this morning and tried not to look conspicuous since then, but failed miserably.

When still no one answered, Han snorted loudly:

"We can't afford right now to have our leader and manager not even be able to look at each other!"

"We're family after all. Let's just work it out", came from Felix, who was clearly uncomfortable with you being put on the spot like this.

Hyunjin looked at you anxiously from the side, and you would have liked to huddle against his chest to hide you from the whole world. Then Jeongin pointed at Changbin.

"You do know something! You've never been so quiet in your life."

Changbin looked around, caught, and his gaze flew back and forth between Chan and you like a ping-pong ball.

"Why don't you just tell them? It happened ages ago", he said, and you swallowed hard.

Then Han finally understood, too, and he widened his eyes.

"What? You know it too? Just say it already!", Lee Know started to shout at him.

"Chan, Jisung, Bin and I met before I started to work here", you blurted out.

If you dismissed it with this one thing, then they would maybe finally give it a rest. Now the members looked at you with interest. That's when Chan finally joined in.

"We were partying and met at a club. That's it."

Changbin raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms.

"Oh yeah, that's it?", he asked challengingly, and Chan nearly stabbed him with his gaze. That's when Jeongin's eyes got as big as plates and he slapped his hand over his mouth.

"Oh my god! Did you guys sleep together?", escaped him with a gasp and he grinned widely.

„What? Did you really fuck her back then?", Han gasped now too, letting himself be carried away by Jeongin's excitement.

"No!" exclaimed Chan and you in sync.

"We just kissed", Chan said, by now so red in the face it was really cute.

"And we were drunk", you added.

“So you already knew each other and didn't tell us?", asked Hyunjin now, sounding hurt. Then Minho pointed at Han and Changbin.

"Those two knew about it, too."

"I thought it would be better if we forgot about it. After all, I work for you guys. It would have been unprofessional", you said quickly, squeezing Hyunjin's hand uneasily.

He had leaned forward a bit and was brushing your bare shoulder with his soft lips. Suddenly Chan stood up from his seat and you all looked at him from the floor.

"The others are right. Can we talk?", he said cautiously and you nodded slowly.

Hyunjin and Han let you out of the circle between them and you walked out the door with Chan.

"Let's talk in the studio", he said, holding the door open for you.

You sat in front of each other in silence for a full minute. He in his chair and you on the sofa. Like always. Out of sheer habit, you had slipped off your pumps and made yourself comfortable. Then finally Chan leaned forward and propped his forearms on his knees.

"Listen, what happened this morning... I mean almost happened… That’s not supposed to..."

"You're not allowed to have a relationship or even an affair. I know your contracts better than anyone, Chan", you replied.

Why was he justifying himself? You exactly knew his situation and because of that you didn't want to burden him further.

"I know that and I would never ask for that. It just happened somehow. I feel so comfortable around you. To be honest around all of the members..."

Chan raised his eyes and looked at you properly for the first time.

"I don't regret it, though."

His face was serious.

"What?"

"I wanted to kiss you so bad. Just like I want to kiss you right now."

The words stuck in your throat and all tension fell from Chan's shoulders now that he had finally said it.

"Channie, I..."

"Oh please don’t say my name like this and don't look at me like that when you dump me. I can't take it", he said with a raspy chuckle, running both hands through his hair.

That's when your mind snapped. You grabbed his pretty face with both hands and roughly pulled him closer until your lips collided. He wasted no time and grabbed you by the hips, lifting you off the couch and onto his lap as if you were a doll.

You buried your hands in his hair and deepened the kiss, finally, that suffocating tension between you fell away. Chan longed for you for so long that he almost screamed with joy. He gently stroked his tongue over your lower lip. You opened your mouth a little more and your tongues were already fighting for dominance. His chair squeaked as he slid one hand under your shirt and lightly pinched your side. The other hand pushed your skirt further up and stayed firmly against your butt.

Your lips kept bumping hard against each other and with each time you became even more addicted. When you broke away from each other, breathing heavily, he gripped your ass firmly with his hand.

You felt the bulge under you and rolled your hips slightly against his. Immediately a growl escaped him and he stroked his index finger slowly from your temple to your chin.

"I needed that", he whispered, looking at your face like a work of art.

"What do we do now?", you asked, intertwining your hands in his neck.

"Actually, I thought you had no interest in me or the others... We were just talking about you the other day..." he began, and you didn't understand a thing.

"What do you mean?"

His finger traveled further down your neck and he pulled you even closer to him.

"You know that as idols, we have very limited options. Dating and relationships don't work for us, even if we're allowed to. That's why we've come up with arrangements."

"What kind of arrangements?"

"Since we're in a very small bubble, it's easier for us to associate with only a few people we trust. Now I think you might be interested."

Indeed, your interest was piqued, even if you didn't yet understand anything he was trying to explain.

"It's like a friendship with benefits with the members. Only much more intimate and caring. Like a relationship with all of us to have fun but without the traditional restrictions…”

"You share?", you asked in wonder, and Chan laughed lightly.

"Sometimes. Every once in a while, two or three members share an arrangement, but this is the first time everyone's interested."

"You mean in an arrangement with me?"

Chan smiled gently and ran his fingers up your spine.

"Yes. But it's your decision alone. You can spend time with just one of us or all of us. You decide with whom, how far it goes, and where your boundaries are, and all of us will respect that. Even if you want to end things, you'll just have to say it and everything is back to normal."

All of this information confused you increasingly, and you still didn't quite want to grasp that he was offering you a sexual relationship with the most attractive men in the industry. Maybe even the most attractive men you have ever seen.

"Aren't there jealousy issues?", you asked cautiously.

"No. We know each other so long, and I think we all have a preference in just that, too."

"Like a fetish?", you teased him and he actually blushed.

"Maybe... Yes."

"I'll have to think about it," you finally muttered and he nodded quickly.

"Sure. Take your time. We don't have to commit to anything either and just see how it goes. You just have to be honest with each of us."

You understood that. You guessed arrangements like this didn't work any other way. But what did you know about things like that at all?

Maybe you just had to let it happen to understand.

"Even though I would like to stay here, we should go back. I'm sure the others are already worried enough", he said, and you nodded.

But before you could climb off his lap, he pulled you back again and pressed a kiss to your lips, which you immediately returned.

Then he gave you a cheeky slap on the butt when you tried to pull the skirt down again.

—

As soon as the door was closed, the boys looked at each other with wide eyes.

"What do you think they'll discuss?", asked Seungmin, and Changbin took another big sip of his Americano.

"Maybe Chan will finally ask her for an arrangement", Hyunjin muttered, looking down at his hands where the pretty girl lay a moment ago.

Jeongin straightened his back and looked as if he had just woken up as he heard the conversation about the arrangement.

"You think so?"

"Yongbok, don't look at me like that! We promised you we'd wait a few weeks, and now it's been almost three months", Hyunjin purred at the younger man, who gave him an accusing look.

Felix crossed his arms and shrugged his shoulders sheepishly:

"My only condition was to get to know her better before you all pounce on her like wild animals."

A harsh laugh escaped Han, and even Changbin grinned, because Felix wasn't wrong. They've all been thinking about you a lot since you came in every day in those pretty little skirts, with those long legs and the big mesmerizing eyes. He knew all of them too well, to just trust them with you.

"So that's what we've been doing for the past few weeks", Jeongin replies, looking at the other boys.

"Right?"

Felix nods, unable to hide the fact that he was standing protectively in front of you. He just didn't want the other guys to scare you away or ruin you before he could even be a responsible friend to you. He started to like you too much in such a short time.

But he'd be lying if he said he didn't have naughty thoughts about you either. When you hugged him or he looked at your new blouses while staring at your cleavage for longer than was good for him.

He was reminded of that one day, when he accidentally saw your underwear peeking out, he spent the whole night jerking off thinking about your cunt and that pretty lips wrapped around his cock. The next morning he didn't dare to look you in the eye.

"So I know for a fact that Chan thinks she's extremely hot and thought about fucking her. And they also get along so well that you can get jealous... But maybe she just likes him as a friend", Han guessed.

"Yea... You're probably right."

Everyone was now looking at Changbin, who was trying hard to look inconspicuous but his shaky tone was more than dubious.

"If you don't tell us what you know, I swear I'll stuff this whole paper bag in your mouth!", Minho suddenly yelled, throwing the empty bag of sandwiches in his direction.

"Okay okay!"

Minho glared at him, that was enough to convince him, that he would absolutely stuff that bag in his mouth any time soon. So he told them everything:

"Today I came to the studio to work with Chan on the new track. But he was busy..."

"What do you mean?", asked Hyunjin, and it got quieter than ever in the practice room.

"He was lying on top of her and it looked like they were..."

"They were fucking?", shouted Han for the second time today, and Changbin shook his head.

"No! Not yet, anyway. But it looked pretty intimate. Maybe that's why they were acting so strange today."

Silence fell again for a moment, then Han stopped twirling the chopstick in his hand.

"So this is the first time we've all interest in the same person, huh?"

Changbin nodded, and Hyunjin raised his eyebrows as if it was out of the question for him.

Lee Know exhaled for a moment:

"Yes, of course. Have you seen the girl?"

"What about you, Felix? You've never participated in an arrangement?" asked Changbin, and the boy with freckles smiled gently.

“Yeah, I mean, she's obviously beautiful..."

"And extremely hot", Seungmin added.

„But I think she's also very kind and caring. She's smart and really cares about all of us."

"Sounds like our Lixie is head over heels in love with our manager", Jeongin teased and Felix's cheeks immediately turned red.

Hyunjin laughed and pulled him into his arms to tease him further.

„No it's not like that. I think she's precious and we cannot afford to lose her."

At that point the boys nodded in unison.

„She's definitely special", Lee Know added and at that moment the door opened and you came back in followed by Chan, who couldn’t hide his smile.

The Boys shut up immediately and looked at you two suspicious.

„It's okay! You can breath now", you giggled and sat down next to Felix and Hyunjin, before grabbing your smoothie and sucking on the straw.

Now all of them looked at Chan with questioning eyes. His cheeks were slightly red and he looked like a different person with that silly smile on his face.

„We spoke and everything is fine", he declared and you nodded.

All their clueless faces were pure gold.

„Sorry guys, but I have plenty of work to do", you said with a glance on your phone.

Han pouted and Hyunjin pierced you from the side with his eyes. As you left the room all of them stared at your ass and when you closed the door behind you, immediately turned to Chan.

„What did you talk about?", Han asked bluntly and Chan bickered before he answered:

„We just made up. Nothing special."

But none of them looked like they would believe a word he said.

„Like this morning? With you on her?", Minho asked ironically and Chan directly glared at Changbin.

„You told them?"

But the younger one just shrugged his wide shoulders.

„I had no choice. Minho threatened to kill me."

The leader sighed loudly and buried his face in his hands. To keep something secret from the boys was impossible anyway.

„Okay listen! I don't really know, what happened, but somehow she kissed me and I told her about the whole thing with the arrangement."

Now all of them were sitting straight, eyes on Chan.

„What did she say?", Han asked.

„She doesn't quite understand it yet and of course she needs time to think about it."

„So she didn't say no?", Hyunjin asked further.

When Chan shook his head, they were all equally relieved.

„But she needs time! So you will treat her with respect and will not push her into anything!”

His tone was harsh and didn't allow any arguments. Just like back then during their trainee days.

„Obviously", Hyunjin marks.

„To be clear: She would do it with each of us?", Changbin asked and Chan leaned back on the Couch.

„I don't know... Maybe."

Hyunjins stood up and stretched his arms:

„It's quite simple: Each of us has to make an effort and win her over. That's it."

„Sure, maybe for you, Prince Handsome", Changbin grumbled.

Hyunjin put some distance between himself and Changbin before he said:

"Stop bitching around. Now those muscles are finally good for something."

The members laughed loudly and bawled as Changbin jumped up and playfully chased Hyunjin around the room.

->Part 5

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[whyse7vn]

MIDLIFE CRISIS -

[ ot7 x reader ]

JIMIN OLD ERA

8 participants - 8 online

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namjoon: why are you guys so quiet today

what did you do??

just tell me so i can fix it pls and thx

hobi: idk I’m at the studio

y/n: omw to the studio so idk x2

jk: i am at home

tae: i am also at jungkooks home (and y/ns i would never forget u my queen i love ur house) maybe yoongi got into a fight again idk

yoongi: i am watching tv

not fighting

that was one time

hobi: didn’t you break woozi’s nose literally last week and harassed scoups a week before that?

jin: he also did knock out that one staff guy last month

namjoon: he did

and luckily when the guy woke up he couldn’t remember anything and didn’t sue

yoongi: you know about all that?

stop stalking me

freaks.

hobi: people talk yoongi!!!

tae: AND HE PUNCHED ME YESTERDAY

y/n: YOU BROKE WOOZI’S NOSE??????

tae: ok but yoongi also punched ME like who even is woozi when he’s at home????

yoongi: me but if i was ugly homeless untalented and had a broken nose

jin: yoongi is woozi’s evil twin

y/n: WHAT DID WOOZI EVER DO TO YOU??

yoongi: idk a woozi

namjoon: we are getting off track

jimin jin what did you do??

jimin: NOTHING I SWEAR IT WASN’T ME LITERALLY MAKING A SANDWICH RN

jin: i was cleaning haven’t done anything promise

namjoon: who is lying to me

pls tell me i really don’t have time for this rn

y/n: i vote jimin why is he shouting never trust a man that shouts

also tae get the fuck out my house rn

and can i get a little context about this woozi situation….

tae: cant wait for u to come home #sleepover

jimin: ITS NOT ME I SWEAR ALSO I THINK I BROKE MY PHONE I CANT TAKE CAPSLOCK OFF HELP

I VOTE JIN CUZ FYM UR CLEANING

jin: it means i me cleaning?

is he stupid? anyways i vote y/n cuz she’s a sick little liar and is probably causing problems

y/n: i’m literally in a car rn i’m not doing anything

YOONGI ANSWER UR PHONE RN

yoongi: read my message i sent you :3

hobi: i vote tae

jk: same

tae: wtf jungkook

jk: sorry u are taking real long in the toilet for all i know you could of jumped out the window and stabbed 46 people

tae: no cuz ur so right

but i haven’t btw namjoon if ur wondering

namjoon: ur all stressing me out

stop arguing

and NO sex talk please

jimin: ??????

yoongi: who is arguing?

jin: and who is talking about sex?

namjoon: oh

um okay

cool

good

yoongi: freak

hobi: yoongi about to send u this song listen to it pretty pls with a cherry on top >.<

yoongi: k

jk: guys pls someone bring me bread

i ate all my bread

y/n: will get some on my way home

yoongi i stg answer ur phone

jk: blushing

yoongi: :3333

jimin: PLS SOMONE HELP ME HOW DO I FIX THIS

jin: it’s probably a issue in ur settings

maybe idk

have you checked?

jimin: WILL DO THAT

namjoon: this feel extremely wrong

is everyone ok?

hobi: yes yes

yoongi: 👍🏻

jimin: YEAH

tae: yh

jin: yup

jk: yes mr namjoon

y/n: ofc !!

but woozi is not can we pls address the woozi situation yoongi did NOT answer me

namjoon: okay

why do i feel like something is wrong then

everything is wayyyyy to calm

it’s like

domestic almost

in a strange way

its unsettling

jin: then settle? idk what to tell you

jk: domestic malewife 🥺

my dream

y/n: ????

namjoon: no one is threatening to kill anyone

ur not taking about sex

nothing about feminism

or tae being broke

no jk vs yoongi

jin vs jimin????

hobi isn’t singing

no drug talk

and not one of you is on drugs right now??

guys be fr

what’s wrong?

jk: do you want me to get high rn??????

i can do it

if you want

i can

just say the word

namjoon: no wtf???

i would LIKE if you guys told me what the fuck you’re hiding from me

jin: let’s talk about what UR hiding joon

y/n: OMG WHY ARE WE NOT CONCERNED THAT YOONGI BROKE WOOZIS NOSE LIKE HELLO?????

namjoon: what i’m hiding????

i’m not hiding anything

jimin: IS IT FIXED NOW GUYS?

tae: when life gets tough you need to fix yourself

or you won’t be fixed

jk: woah

yoongi: what?

hobi: it’s cold as fuck toady

y/n: HIS NOSE HELLO??? ITS BROKEN

jk: tell him to fix it

because if he doesn’t fix himself he won’t be fixed

tae: the way jungkook just gets it 🥺

jin: don’t lie kim namjoon

namjoon: i really don’t know what ur talking about but ok??

anyways u guys are still bothering me but not in a i want to bash my head against a wall sense like normal

but in a are they being held at gun point sense

can you all snap out of it??

jk: don’t bash ur head joon

namjoon: im not

that is my problem

yoongi: sounds like you are

namjoon: you guys did something real fucked up didnt you that’s why ur acting like this

you can tell me

i wont get mad

hobi: ok can you shut up ohmygod

jimin: LITERALLY JOON UR GREAT AND ALL BUT WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT PLS SHUT THE HELL UP

jk: can you not shout pls ur scaring people

jimin: I CANT HELP IT

jk: sorry i’m just a ugly pig then

yoongi: ur so dramatic

tae: don’t worry kookie small men often carry a large amount of rage that’s why jimin is shouting

don’t take it personal

jimin: ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT ME??

y/n: ok so you guys really don’t gaf about woozi???

jk: what is that???

yoongi: literally

tae: y/n can you also buy cheese for us when you come back

jk: cheese 🤤

y/n: whatever….

namjoon: wow ok

so

i’ll just go then?

jk: baiiii ^^ 💞✨

namjoon: no this feels so wrong

y/n: go take a nap joon

hobi: bros just yapping away like 💀

tae: GO

namjoon: did you guys kill someone?

be honest with me im begging

jin: maybe if we ignore him he’ll go away

jimin: fixed my keyboard

thank god amen #lifeisgood

namjoon: guys

jk: i’m a man not a guy

yoongi: what

hobi: do you think maybe this is his midlife crisis?

jin: i thought the whole rap monster thing was his midlife crisis

y/n: he was like 18 then?

jin: i didn’t expect him to live long

jimin: start of life crisis

tae: maybe namjoon himself is the crisis

namjoon: you guys are my crisis

y/n: we haven’t even done anything

namjoon: can you guys do something

hobi: ur really loosing it

namjoon: don’t make ME do something

hobi: wtf is namjoon threatening me rn?

jimin: what is the worst namjoon can do be fr

namjoon: i have like 127 snipers on ur house rn shut the fuck up

jimin: wtf???????

y/n: nct core

namjoon: me y/n and tae had a threesome

jk: WHAT??????????????

jin: I KNEW IT I KNEW IT

jimin: oh my actual god

tae: I HIT I HIT GUYS I DID IT ALL OF YOU THAT PRAYED ON MY DOWNFALL LOOK AT ME NOW LOOK AT ME

namjoon: but that’s not the first time we fucked

minus tae ofc

tae: wait what

hobi: oh wow

namjoon: on jungkooks birthday last year

yoongi: laughed

namjoon: and at a sleepover we all had at yoongi’s house

yoongi: oh

jk: WHAT THE FUCK

y/n: i am going to kill you

namjoon: i have almost asked her to be my girlfriend

y/n: what

namjoon: on multiple occasions

jk: THIS HAS TO BE FAKE OMGSHH2£:£!£3:;&;’cmnfkknfmfnc

y/n: namjoon

namjoon: i’ve tried to get taehyung kicked out of the group a total of 29 times

tae: WHY WTF

????

OMG

BETRAYAL OF THE CENTURY

WHAT THE HELL

jin: LMAO that’s crazy as hell

namjoon: i have never eaten a single dish jin has ever cooked for me

jin: ARE YOU SICK?????????

I SLAVE AWAY IN THE KITCHEN

AND FOR WHAT???

FUCKING UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF SHIT

NEVER COOKING FOR U AGAIN

WOW IM SO PISSED

FUCK YOU

UGLY FUCK

namjoon: when we debuted i believed jimin was the ugliest man i had ever seen and felt physically ill when people would flirt with him because wtf were they seeing??

jimin: WOW

WOOOOOW

wow

that’s crazy actually

do u even fw us be honest

hobi: definitely fw y/n that’s for sure!!!

ok i’m sorry i didn’t mean it i don’t want to know what you have to say im sorry i just saw the opportunity PLS IM SORRY IM SORRY

namjoon: ur mother used to send me money so i would hang with you

hobi: ur telling me our sunday bonding days weren’t actually sunday bonding days 🥲

namjoon: i wanted to shoot myself in the head

jimin: what the actual fuck is happening

jk: HES LYING HES LYING THERE IS NO WUAYS HES LYINGGGGGGG

namjoon: why would i be lying?

y/n: namjoon you need stop talking

yoongi: namjoon kill yourself

jk: YEAH KILL YOURSELF

namjoon: thank you

jimin: this is by far the craziest degradation kink i’ve ever seen

namjoon: argue

yoongi: you want us to argue?

are you high?

jk: HES HIGH HE IS I KNOW IT

HE WOULDNT SAY ALL OF THAT SOBER

tae: waittt namjoons first high 💞💞💞💞

jimin: that makes sense

he don’t even know what he’s talking about rn lmao

not even mad anymore

i’m happy for u bro

namjoon: no i definitely do know what i’m talking about

i just want you guys to act normal

tae: it’s okay ur doing great joonie

namjoon: I AM NOT HIGH STOP

y/n: you have to be cuz wtf

jk: im confused

namjoon: shut up

jk: why is namjoon fighting me

namjoon: i literally slept with y/n

jk: STOP IT MAKE HIM GO AWAY

PLEASE

jin: IDC IF HES OFF FUCKING COKE RN

he’s actually so fucked up and insane for saying that TO ME LIKE TO ME MY COOKING ARE YOU INSANE??????

what a SHIT leader…

hobi: i think maybe he needs to hug a tree rn

stay grounded or smth

yoongi: bro is off the trees rn wydm

namjoon: i am “off” absolutely nothing rn maybe i’m just really concerned for you all

and maybe just maybe it’s you guys’ fault for making me have to act and talk insane so YOU GUYS can act and talk insane and make me feel at peace in life

you made me like this

all you do is cause me stress

this is ALL UR OWN FAULT

tae: i am NOT reading that essay 😭

jimin: omg we are all literally being gaslit by kim namjoon rn what the actual fuck is life

namjoon: im sick of you all

ur ageing me

y/n: i think ur ageing urself tbh

hobi: life goes on man…

tae: tbh i think namjoon is going through a bad trip rn

like tell me he doesn’t sound high as hell

jimin: you’ve actually lost it namjoon

hobi: it was bound to happen

tae: it’s okay just hold ur breath until you pass out and when u wake up you’ll be fine

that’s how i stop a bad trip

namjoon: I AM NOT HIGH FOR THE LAST TIME

jk: that’s what i say when i’m high

just saying

yoongi: this is definitely that midlife crisis

namjoon: why are you not freaking out about me literally having sex with the girl your in love with

yoongi: ur high and idc

jk: I CARE

i don’t believe you joon 😡

y/n: this is not life rn…..

hobi: are all four of you not in love with her wow thats kinda insane

y/n rizz go crazy

jimin: why don’t you all just like idk

date????

hobi: omg wait i wanna date too don’t leave me out this time 🥺🫰🏼

yoongi: i’ll pass

MY girl idk if you get that or not

jimin: but she’s-

ok

whatever

ur all fucked up idc

might as well all fuck but fuck me right???

ur girl no ur so right i need to just shut my mouth

sighs looks left looks right

idiot

namjoon: you all make me sick

jimin: literally do not care

jk: do you need a hug namjoon?

namjoon: absolutely not shut the fuck up

jk: oh 🥲

yoongi: so ur just really fucking mean high?

sucks

namjoon: IS HELL FROZEN OVER YOONGI BASICALLY JUST DEFENDED JUNGKOOK LIKE WHAT????? GUYS ARE YOU SEEING THIS???

hobi: who sold you this weed man..

we need to get them

jimin: he probably got sold cocaine got told it was weed and took it all

jin: yikes

sleep it off joon!!

namjoon: I HATE YOU ALL

omg

guys

i’m going to kill myself

….

now you say good or like do it or we won’t miss you

jin: who hurt you??

namjoon: YOU GUYS DID

YOU GUYS DO

ALL THE TIME ACTUALLY

WHY ARE YOU NOT DOING THAT NOW

jk: he wants us to tell him to kill himself?

namjoon: YES

y/n: he’s actually loosing his mind wow

hobi: he’s literally on another universe rn

jin: i’ll actually kill you instead of telling you to kill urself how about that!

namjoon: SHUT THE HELL UP

yoongi: does he want us to argue or stfu??? i don’t get it anymore

y/n: ur really like being insane rn joon

jimin: this a high that NEEDS to be slept off…

namjoon: there is no way u guys are being fr rn…

you guys are fucking with me

WHY IS IT AN ISSUE WHEN I SAY SOMETHING OUT OF LINE

hobi: you said MANY things out of line

namjoon: BUT YOU GUYS CAN TALK ABOUT HOW TAE HAD SEX WITH A RANDOM GIRL IN ALLEY FOR FREE FOOD AND NO ONE SAYS SHIT?????

tae: THAT IS NOT TRUE BTW

NAMJOON TELL THEM ITS NOT TRUE

namjoon: YOU GUYS ARE LITERALLY AT EACH OTHERS THROATS EVERY DAY AND WHEN I QUESTION WHY UR ALL BEING NORMAL I GET LOOKED AT FUNNY???

y/n: this is us normal?

I WAS LITERALLY TALKING ABOUT HOW YOONGI BROKE MY FRIENDS NOSE IS THAT NORMAL TO YOU???

tae: namjoon just used that fake scenario as an example IT IS NOT TRUE

namjoon: everyday you all push me closer to suicide

yoongi: ok?

idk what you want us to do at this point

namjoon: i don’t know either

yoongi: ok??

namjoon: ok

jk: OK 😋

namjoon: i think i’m gonna go now

namjoon left “JIMIN OLD ERA”

jimin: lmao i NEED to find out what he’s smoking that was crazy

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i hate this actually.

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[misshoneyimhome]

All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you (the one after the All-Star) I William Nylander & Auston Matthews 🖋️⚡️

Alrighty, babes! So, based on the poll results and the fact that I've been considering this for some time, I've decided to go for this part 🙈

However, please bear in mind that if you're not keen on delving into anything involving 34 with his funny head shape, you're under no obligation to do so 😉 This side chapter will not impact the main storyline 🤍

And for those of you who secretly crave a 34 x 88 sandwich, I genuinely hope you enjoy this 🤍 💦 BTW this is pure smut!

Warnings; smut 18+, William Nylander x reader x Auston Matthews, oral sex (f receiving), masturbation, voyeurism, protected sex (p in v) missionary, doggy/spit roast, oral sex (m receiving), just a lot of Dom!Willy;

Word count; 3.1K

・✶ ｡ﾟ

“I'm not ashamed that he wasn't the one Had no idea what we would become There's no regrets I just thought it was fun”

The dimmed lights from the bedside lamps filled the room with golden hue, the shadows of your bodies outlining the act on the walls, as you and William were tangled up in your bedsheets. 

Still high on the thrills and excitement of the All-star game, you were passionately sharing kisses and deep moans, as your warm bodies were connected. 

It was almost unbelievable how much passion the room oozed as yours and William’s tongues danced with each other, while your hands left no skin untouched. Then slowly, William let his pink lips wander from yours, exploring more skin as he traced down your jawline and finding the sensitive spots on your neck. 

Lightly he nipped and bit down to mark his spot, before he let his mouth explore your collarbone, and continuing the journey down to your breasts. Each nipple getting the sensual attention it deserved, while his palm took care of the other. 

William’s touch had you enchanted, completely under his spell, as his lips travelled further south, eventually reaching your needy core, eager to be touched. As you felt your walls pulsating in mere anticipation, you let out a small breath and gently let your fingers trace through William’s blonde locks. 

“Please Willy,” you whimpered softly, and soon you were granted his skilful mouth. 

Moans were unable to be restrained from your lips, as William indulged in your sweet honey, using his tongue to offer pleasure to your bud of nerves, coupled with how he let it explore every part of your sensitive flesh. 

His arms held a firm grip onto your thighs, making sure you didn’t move your hips against him, yet it was hard not to try. 

Feeling your orgasm slowly take form, you let out louder sensual noises, making sure William understood how good he was making you feel. Which only encouraged him to dive in further, enjoying every drop of your aroused juices, as he let himself get completely pussy drunk by you. 

It was hot, to say the least, as you felt the thrilling rush of pleasure course through every vein, blurring your mind, as you closed your eyes and let yourself sink into William’s magical touch. Your hand gripped firmly onto the sheets, emphasising you nearing the peak of a climax, while the other took a hold of William’s hair. 

“Oh yes,” you let out under your breaths, your chest heavily rising and lowering with very desperate need for air. And with the love of your life skilfully pleasuring you with his talented mouth, you surrendered to the high, letting your mind go completely hazy and your body numb from pleasure. 

It was a feeling no words could describe. The way your boyfriend could so easily have to under his power, and make you feel so incredible, had your mind go crazy. He didn’t even have to do much, except for letting his sweet lips touch and lick you at your sensitive spot. 

Then as he withdrew from your, his eyes darkly looking up to meet yours in a lustful and intense meet, he slowly came to hover you and let you taste yourself on his lips. It was sweet, yet slightly salty taste, but you enjoyed how you shared this intimacy. 

And with a final kiss, William slowly leaned back, looking you deeply in the eyes as he studied your beautiful features. 

“So skön,” he whispered softly, your eyes connected in the depth of the ocean his blue colour provided. “And you’re sure you want to do this?” 

His whisper was almost rough, yet it held a deep tone of sincere desire. 

And as you nodded gently, both of you turned your heads to face the man sitting in the chair next to bed. His hand firmly resting in is lap, as his member had grown fully hard by watching how William had provided you pleasure to reach an orgasm. 

“He’ll only get to do as I instruct,” William spoke firmly, as his eyes again met yours. “If he does anything, that you don’t want to, say it.” 

It was the ultimate game of power William had as Auston had joined the two of you for a night in the bedroom. Only this once, would your boyfriend let another man set his hands on you, touch you and please you, solely under his instructions. 

And you had to admit it was indeed fascinating. To see how your William would dominate not only you but also his teammate, all while you were brought to pleasure. 

Gently William rolled away from you, yet not too far, just to rest by your side on the bed while he silently invited Auston to join the two of you on the bed. 

You couldn’t help but glance at the Arizona man who approached you, studying his naked and toned physique, in the soft glow. His face spoke nothing but lust and anticipation, and with William’s permission Auston came to kneel on the bed. And for an intense moment of silent male dominance, William’s eyes were settled on his teammate as he vocalised his rules. 

“Condom, Aus?” his deep voice secured the safety, and Auston merely nodded, his eyes fixated on you. “And no kissing on the lips,” William added, his tone still steady and rough. And again, Auston nodded, showing he understood the clear instructions set by the Swede. 

Then with William again offering his permission, Auston lined his throbbing member with your tight entrance, ready to be filled as William had already made sure you were beyond aroused. Leaning over you, Auston connected his lips with the sweet spots on your neck, where William had just marked you up, as he slowly pressed his member into your core, stretching your walls. Your hand swiftly found his dark hair, while the other sought the back of his shoulder to hold on to. 

It felt different from William. Everything from Auston’s lips to his hard cock was different, yet you couldn’t deny it brought you pleasure. His cock did make you feel good, though it was thick it wasn’t as long as William’s. Nor did it have the slight curve that always made sure to hit your sensitive spot just right. 

And as Auston gently rocked his hips, letting his length stimulate your inside and hit your sensitive spots, you felt the pleasure once more building up within you. Moans were slipping of your tongue, your breaths slowly growing incoherent, as the teammate increased the intensity of his thrust. 

You almost couldn’t keep your eyes open, yet you forced yourself to keep your eyes locked with your boyfriend’s, feeling the need to have him intimate with you and Auston. 

William’s eyes stared intensely as you while you were being fucked by his teammate, his hand gently stroking his hard member. This was very much better than porn. Here he could watch the girl he loved in nothing but pleasure, all while he could control the scene as he liked. 

“Does he make you feel good baby?” William inquired huskily under his breaths, feeling his own climax slowly forming with every stroke, your moans sounding like sweet music to his ears. 

“Yes,” you managed to speak lightly in between moans of pleasure, as you felt the orgasm about to come closer. 

“Good, baby.”

It was important for William that you felt nothing but good. It was a boundary that had been crossed for all of you, but given Auston’s desire to touch you, William had given it to give. With the condition that he made sure to make you come first. 

And feeling how good you felt around his length, Auston was coming closer to the edge sooner than he’d expected. 

Your cunt was like a paradise for his member. The tightness of your walls hugged him so gracefully, providing him warmth and comfort, enough to get him close to the brim. 

“Fuck Willy, she feels so good,” Auston let out deep breath, as he felt his cock twitching. 

But the instructions were clear. He had to make you come first. 

But as he too felt his own climax slowly approaching, Auston increased the force of his thrusts, trying to send you closer to your peak. 

“Mmm, yes,” you moaned, signalling that you were feeling the rush gradually come closer, yet you just couldn’t quite reach it. 

Sending your distress, your boyfriend had an idea on how to handle it.

“How bout you ride Auston a little?” He suggested with a low seductive voice, to which you nodded. 

Gently Auston then withdrew himself from you, feeling a small sense of relief that he could have some time to manage his arousal and make sure you’d reach your peak before he did. 

Moving around the mattress he rested in his back and you fluently came to straddle him, slowly and seductively sinking yourself on his member. 

Auston tried his best to control himself, letting you take charge, his hands resting in your things as you began slowly rocking your hips, letting his length stimulate shout walls.

“Does that feel good älskling?” William inquired a she studied how you pleased yourself using his teammate. 

“Yeah, he feels good…” you breathed out in between moans. Supporting your hands on his muscular chest, you increased you speed a little, letting the air be filled with sexual harmonies. 

Yet William knew you needed more to reach your much needed orgasm, so carefully, he moved to straddle Auston’s legs behind you, pressing his torso against your back, and began placing kisses on your neck. You feel his hard cock hard and proud against your lower back, as his arms embraced you gently, one palm finding your breast, while the other slowly traced down your belly and let itself settle on your craving core. 

“Tell me what you want,” William roughly spoke, as he bit down your neck, while his eyes locked with his teammate underneath you, though you all knew he was talking to you. 

“I want you to touch me…” you whimpered softly, aching for his fingers to move closer to your pea of nerves, as you enjoyed Auston’s cock inside you. 

“That’s all?”

“Mmm, make me cum, Willy…” Though it was worded as a command, it was spoken as a plea. 

And William was more than happy to obliged. Still remaining his eyes on Auston who was showing nothing much pleasure by your amazing cunt wrapped around him, William slowly began curling your clit, stimulating the 8.000 nerves connecting that send your mind, body and soul closer to the edge.

You felt yourself squirming under his touch, your breaths out of sync and your hips moving faster, eager and determined to make it to the finish line. And with Auston’s cock inside you, massaging your walls and hitting your deep spot, coupled with William’s fingers you were just about to reach it.

“That’s it baby,” William whispered sensually in your ear, yet loud enough for Auston to hear it. “Come for us, show Auston what a good girl you are.” 

And with his magical voice, William send you into the high, letting your arch your back against him, as you closed your eyes, lean your head on his shoulder and moaned out in mere pleasure. 

It wasn’t the most intense orgasm you’d reached, yet it was still amazing and wonderful, causing your mind to go hazy and your vision to blur. 

William then gently withdrew his hand, allowing you to calm from the ecstasy and refill your lungs with air. 

It was so hot. Not just the warm, steamy air in your bedroom, but also the feeling of being in between two large hockey bodies. Never would you have imagined such a scenario, not even believing William would have agreed to it. Yet here you were. 

And equally in disbelief Auston was amazed by your body. Naturally he’d imagined you naked a few times, but he’d been sure it would only ever extend to a fantasy. However with William’s permission he was now buried inside you, feeling himself getting closer to a climax as you clenched around his throbbing member. 

“Seems like he’s been making you feel good baby, should we let him come as well?” William then asked, his eyes still focused on Auston as he was suggesting to grant him the relief he was craving. 

Turning your head a little to find William’s features in the corner of your eye in the dimmed light, you nodded. “Yes, let him come - but I also want to taste you.” 

And your wishes were their commands. With a light smirk on his face, William then moved from his position, gently guiding you off Auston while you all again repositioned. 

“On your hands and knees,” William instructed darkly, and naturally you did as he said. 

Then with Auston kneeling behind you, you felt his cock once more slowly enter your core, yet this time his thick member hit you just right, causing louder moans to escape you.

“Fuck,” Auston moaned deeply as he felt your walls again hugging tightly. “You feel so amazing baby girl.” 

It wasn’t intentionally Auston let the nick name slip, but with the way you felt around him as he began to slowly thrust in you again, his mind was going wild. He knew he wouldn’t last long in the position, yet he intended to enjoy every single second of it. 

Meanwhile, William knelt in front of you, his hard cock just in high and angle with your mouth. As he softly stroked his fingers through your hair, he intensely met your gaze, his lips parting a little as you slowly wrapped your moist lips around his cock. 

“Mmm, fuck yes…” he cursed under his breath, feeling the heat form your warmth embrace him as you covered his length with saliva and took him further down your throat like he knew you could. He couldn’t help but gulp as he looked at how gorgeous you were before him, looking up through your lashes as he gently rocked his hips against your mouth. You’d become so skilled with your mouth, and William had to restrain himself from not choking you out of mere pleasure.

You knew you did him well, though it wasn’t easy with Auston pounding into you from behind, his motions slowly increasing in force and speed, as you sensed he was getting closer to his peak. His firm grip on your hips spoke his signals loud and clear, and as you too could feel another pending orgasm approach, you knew it could bring you both to the brim. 

The softened glow of the bedside lamps cast a golden hue throughout the room, with the silhouettes of your bodies etched upon the walls as you and William were entwined in the bedsheets.

Still buzzing with the excitement of the All-star game, you both fervently exchanged kisses and deep moans, your warm bodies intimately connected.

The intensity of passion in the room was almost surreal as your tongues danced together, and your hands explored every inch of each other's skin. Gradually, William allowed his lips to wander from yours, tracing down your jawline to discover the sensitive spots on your neck.

Gently nipping and biting to leave his mark, he then explored your collarbone before continuing his journey down to your breasts. Each nipple received the tender attention it deserved, while his hand attended to the other.

Enchanted by William's touch, you found yourself completely under his spell as his lips moved further south, eventually reaching your eager core, craving his touch. Feeling your anticipation build, you released a soft breath and delicately ran your fingers through William's blonde locks.

"Please, Willy," you whispered softly, and soon you were met with his skilled mouth.

Moans escaped your lips uncontrollably as William savoured your sweet honey, using his tongue to lavish pleasure upon your sensitive nerves, exploring every inch of your delicate flesh.

With a firm grip on your thighs, he prevented you from moving your hips, though the urge was undeniable.

As your orgasm built, you emitted louder, more sensual sounds, ensuring William knew just how exquisite he was making you feel. And his eagerness only spurred him on, relishing every drop of your arousal as he allowed himself to become utterly intoxicated by your essence.

The intensity was staggering as waves of pleasure surged through your veins, clouding your mind. And with eyes closed, you surrendered to William's enchanting touch, one hand gripping the sheets tightly as you approached the peak of ecstasy, while the other grasped his hair.

"Oh, yes," you murmured breathlessly, your chest rising and falling rapidly, desperate for air. With the love of your life skilfully pleasuring you with his adept mouth, you succumbed to the euphoria, letting your mind drift into a blissful haze as your body tingled with pleasure.

It was an indescribable sensation. The way your boyfriend effortlessly wielded power over you, leaving you feeling utterly incredible, sent your mind into a frenzy. He hardly had to do much, merely letting his tender lips touch and tease your most sensitive spot.

Then as he withdrew from you, his eyes darkly locking onto yours with a lustful intensity, he slowly positioned himself above you, allowing you to taste yourself on his lips. The taste was sweet yet slightly salty, but you relished in the intimacy of the moment.

With a final kiss, William leaned back, gazing deeply into your eyes as he admired your beautiful features.

"So skön," he whispered softly, his eyes capturing yours with the depth of the ocean. "And are you sure you want to do this?"

His whisper held a hint of roughness, yet it carried a sincere desire.

And as you nodded gently, both of you turned your heads to face the man sitting in the chair next to the bed. His hand rested firmly in his lap; his member fully hard from witnessing William bring you to orgasmic pleasure.

"He'll only do as I tell," William stated firmly, his gaze once again meeting yours. "If there's anything you don't want, speak up."

It was the ultimate display of power as Auston joined you and William for a night in the bedroom. This was a rare occasion where your boyfriend allowed another man to touch and please you, but strictly under his guidance.

Admittedly, it was a fascinating dynamic to witness. Watching William assert his dominance not only over you but also over his teammate, all while ensuring your pleasure.

William gently rolled away from you, not too far, just enough to lie beside you on the bed as he silently beckoned Auston to join you both.

You couldn't help but steal glances at the Arizona man as he approached, observing his naked, toned physique illuminated by the soft glow of the room. His expression betrayed nothing but desire and anticipation, and with William's approval, Auston knelt on the bed. In a moment of intense silent dominance, William's gaze remained fixed on his teammate as he outlined the rules.

"Got a condom, Aus?" his deep voice ensured safety, and Auston simply nodded, his eyes locked on you. "And no kissing on the lips," William added, his tone still firm and unwavering. Once again, Auston nodded, acknowledging the clear instructions laid out by the Swede.

Then with William's approval once more granted, Auston positioned his pulsating member at your tight entrance, primed to enter as William had already ensured you were thoroughly wet. Leaning over you, Auston's lips found the sweet spots on your neck where William had just left his marks, as he gradually eased his member into your core, stretching your walls. Your hand instinctively found its way into his dark hair, while the other gripped the back of his shoulder for support.

It was a different sensation from William. Everything from Auston's lips to his firm cock felt distinct, yet undeniably pleasurable. Though not as lengthy as William's, Auston's girth brought its own form of satisfaction. And yet, without the slight curve that always ensured William hit your sensitive spot just right, Auston's thrusts still managed to stimulate you deeply.

And while Auston gently rocked his hips, his length stimulating your innermost desires and targeting your most sensitive areas, the pleasure once again surged within you. Moans slipped from your lips, your breaths growing increasingly erratic as he intensified his thrusts.

You struggled to keep your eyes open, but you forced yourself to maintain eye contact with your boyfriend, craving the intimacy shared between the three of you.

William's eyes bore into you with intense focus as his teammate pleasured you, his own hand gently stroking his hardened member. This experience surpassed any pornography; here, he could witness the woman he loved immersed in pure pleasure, all while maintaining control over the scene as he desired.

"Does he make you feel good?" William huskily inquired, his own climax slowly building with each stroke, your moans serving as sweet melodies to his ears.

"Yes," you managed to utter amidst the waves of pleasure, feeling the orgasm drawing near.

"Good, baby."

Ensuring your pleasure was paramount to William. Although boundaries had been pushed for all involved, given Auston's desire to engage with you, William had consented under the condition that he prioritised your satisfaction first.

And feeling the exquisite sensation of your warmth surrounding him, Auston found himself nearing the edge sooner than expected.

Your cunt enveloped his member like a paradise. The gentle embrace of your walls provided him with both warmth and ecstasy, bringing him closer to climax with each passing moment.

"Fuck, Willy, she feels incredible," Auston exclaimed, his breaths deepening as he felt his member pulsating with anticipation.

But the instructions were crystal clear: he had to ensure you reached climax first.

And sensing his own climax drawing near, Auston intensified the force of his thrusts, aiming to push you closer to your peak.

"Mmm, yes," you moaned, indicating that you were on the brink of ecstasy, yet just unable to quite reach it. Recognising your frustration, your boyfriend devised a solution.

"How about you ride Auston for a bit?" he suggested in a seductive whisper, to which you eagerly nodded.

Almost with a sense of relief, Auston withdrew from you, taking a moment to regain control of his arousal, ensuring you’d come before he’d reach his own.

Shifting positions on the mattress, he then lay back as you smoothly straddled him, slowly sinking down onto his member with seductive grace.

Auston concentrated on maintaining restraint, allowing you to take charge as his hands rested on your thighs while you began to rhythmically rock your hips, allowing his length to stimulate your walls.

"Does that feel good, älskling?" William inquired as he observed you pleasing yourself with his teammate.

"Yeah, he feels good..." you breathed out between moans, your hands finding purchase on Auston’s muscular chest as you increased your pace, filling the air with the symphony of your shared moans.

Yet, sensing your need for more to reach climax, William carefully shifted to straddle Auston's legs behind you, pressing his torso against your back and peppering kisses along your neck. You could feel his proud, hardened member against your lower back, his arms enveloping you tenderly, one hand finding your breast while the other trailed down your belly, settling on your eager core.

"Tell me what you want," he demanded roughly, nipping at your neck as his gaze locked with his teammate’s beneath you, though it was clear he was addressing you.

"I want you to touch me..." you whimpered softly, longing for his fingers to draw nearer to your sensitive nerves, even as you relished Auston's cock inside you.

"Is that all?" William pressed; his tone suggestive.

"Mmm, make me cum, Willy..." Though it was stated as a command, it carried the weight of a plea.

And William was more than willing to comply. Keeping his eyes fixed on Auston, who displayed evident pleasure at the sensation of your incredible warmth around him, William slowly began to caress your clit, stimulating the 8,000 nerves that connected and propelled your mind, body, and soul ever closer to the edge.

You found yourself squirming under his touch, your breaths erratic and your hips moving faster, driven by a fervent determination to reach the peak. With Auston's member inside you, tantalising your walls and targeting your deepest spots, coupled with William's skilled fingers, you were on the verge of reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy.

"That's it, baby," William whispered sensually in your ear, his voice carrying enough volume for Auston to hear. "Come for us, show Auston what a good girl you are."

And with his enchanting words, William pushed you into over the edge, causing you to arch your back against him, closing your eyes and resting your head on his shoulder as you moaned in pure pleasure.

While it may not have been the most intense orgasm you'd ever experienced, it was still extraordinary and delightful, leaving your mind foggy and blurred.

William then gently withdrew his hand, allowing you to gradually return from the euphoria and fill your lungs with air.

The atmosphere was electric, not just due to the warm, steamy air in the bedroom, but also the sensation of being surrounded by two formidable hockey players. Never would you have imagined such a scenario, nor would you have believed William would agree to it. Yet here you were.

And equally astonished, Auston found himself marvelling at your body. While he had undoubtedly fantasised about you naked before, he had always considered it nothing more than a fantasy. However, with William's permission, he was now intimately connected with you, feeling himself drawing closer to climax as you clenched around his throbbing member.

"Seems like he's been treating you well, baby. Should we allow him to come as well?" William inquired, his gaze still fixed on Auston as he proposed granting him the relief he sought.

Turning your head slightly to catch sight of William's features in the dim light, you nodded. "Yes, let him come - but I also want to taste you."

And your wishes were their commands. With a faint smirk playing on his lips, William shifted from his position, gently guiding you off Auston as you all repositioned.

"On your hands and knees," William instructed with a dark tone, and obediently, you complied.

With Auston kneeling behind you, you felt his member once again slowly entering your core. This time, however, his thick member hit all the right spots, eliciting louder moans from you.

"Fuck," Auston groaned deeply as he felt your walls embracing him tightly once more. "You feel incredible, baby girl."

Unintentionally, Auston let the nickname slip, but the sensation of being enveloped by you as he began to thrust slowly drove his mind wild. He knew he wouldn't last long in this position, but he was determined to savour every single moment of it.

Meanwhile, William knelt before you, his hardened member positioned just inches from your mouth. As he tenderly ran his fingers through your hair, his gaze locked intensely with yours, his lips parting slightly as you slowly enveloped his cock with your moist lips.

"Mmm, fuck yes..." he muttered under his breath, feeling the warmth of your mouth taking him in as you coated his length with saliva and took him deeper down your throat with practiced ease. He couldn't help but gasp as he admired your beauty before him, gazing up at him through your lashes as he gently rocked his hips against your mouth. You had become incredibly skilled with your oral technique, and William had to exert self-control to prevent himself from choking you, succumbing entirely to the overwhelming pleasure.

You knew you were pleasuring him well, despite the challenge of Auston's powerful thrusts from behind. 

Signalling his approach to climax, Auston’s movements gradually intensified in force and speed. His firm grip on your hips conveyed his intentions clearly, and as you felt another orgasm building within you, you sensed that it could push both of you over the edge.

Then observing a small tear trickling from the corner of your eye amidst the sounds of your sweet gagging noises, William understood that you were on the brink of climax again. And so gently, he withdrew his member, allowing you to gasp for air as you were unable to suppress the moans elicited by Auston's fervent thrusts.

"Is Tony making you come, baby?" William inquired seductively, softly caressing your cheek and lower lip as you looked up at him.

"Yes..." you whimpered, feeling your needy core clenching and pulsating, dripping with juices as Auston intensified his thrusts.

"Oh, fuck yes," you heard him breathe out behind you, eager to release himself. Yet, he also desired to prove that he could bring you pleasure, driving his shaft deeper and harder into you while steadying himself with his hands. "Come for me, my baby girl... yes..."

"Oh yes, Aus... I'm coming," you moaned almost embarrassingly loudly, closing your eyes once more as you surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.

And with you clenching firmly around his cock, it only took a few more thrusts before Auston let out a deep grunt, emptying himself into the condom.

Secretly, he wished he could have released directly inside you, but he obediently followed William's clear instructions in order to experience the pleasure of being with you. He was just more than satisfied that he had agreed to the terms. And as he calmed from his climax, Auston couldn't help but appreciate the sight before him: your exposed ass with his cock still buried inside you.

But then, slowly regaining control of your breath and body, your attention shifted to the man before you. Still riding the high of raw passion, you yearned to reciprocate the pleasure your boyfriend, and now Auston, had bestowed upon you.

"Willy... let me make you come," you whimpered, and naturally, he couldn't resist your seductive offer.

"Do you want Auston to watch?" he inquired.

"Yes..."

Although Auston preferred to be directly involved in the act, he couldn't deny the incredible allure of watching you on your knees before William.

The ease with which you took him into your throat, working his shaft with your hand while emitting the sexiest gagging sounds, ignited a fire within him that he hadn't known existed.

Seated once again in the chair, Auston found himself frustrated yet enthralled as he observed his Swedish teammate close his eyes, tilt his head back, and surrender to the waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

In this position, William allowed you to have ultimate control. The way you willingly took him in, allowing yourself to choke on his cock, drooling and gagging, was something he would gladly surrender to any time.

Your beautiful eyes shimmered as you tried to watch him through your lashes, savouring every sound elicited by your actions.

"Shit, baby, I'm gonna come..."

And it was only a matter of seconds before William released his cum down your throat, accompanied by deep moans and grunts.

You relished in every drop he offered, the mix of sweet and salty stickiness coating your tongue as you swallowed with grace. And while taking your time to suck William empty and clean, you offered Auston a quick glance. Then releasing his member from your mouth, you flashed William a satisfied smirk, pleased with how you had pleased your man while showcasing to his teammate just how skilled you could be.

The intensity of the moment was almost overwhelming for all three of you.

Auston had fulfilled his deepest desires by being close to you, you had reached three orgasms through the touch of two men, and William had asserted his ultimate dominance. Yet, there was something he couldn't let go entirely.

As he stroked your lower lip after you swallowed his load, he offered you a content smirk. "Du är min prinsessa..." And then, glancing over at Auston, he adopted a more serious tone. "Don't ever call her your baby girl again."

Auston simply nodded immediately, understanding that you belonged to William, and it had been a privilege for him to have touched you.

And after Auston had left the condo, you swiftly snuggled up in your boyfriend's arms. Despite the excitement and heat of having Auston join you in bed, you knew that William's embrace was where you truly belonged.

"Was it good, baby?" he asked softly, his gaze gentle as he studied your face.

"Absolutely, Willy," you replied with a content smile, getting lost in the depths of his blue eyes. "Auston was amazing."

"Good, otherwise I'd have to punch him," he chuckled lightly.

"No need, babe, he did so well."

As exhaustion washed over you, you felt your body relaxing and your mind drifting off. And a smile lingered on your lips as you welcomed the embrace of sleep.

**

Suddenly, you gasped sharply and jolted awake. Your body felt hot and covered in pearls of sweat, your core tingling and pulsating with arousal. Sitting up straight, you briefly glanced at your sleeping boyfriend, attempting to control your heavy breathing and shake off the lingering effects of the very real and very intense dream of Auston Matthews.

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use my body against me [part2] summary: when a drunk text to your ex gets answered in a way you never expected, it leads to falling right back into old habits. tags: past established relationship, ex-boyfriend chan, swearing, 18+, oral sex. notes: it took me a hot minute to finish this part, but I had a lot of fun! I do have plans for a part 3 btw 👀I hope you enjoy this continuation of my chan fic! it ended up getting a lot spicier than I had initially planned, which is why I've added the 18+ rating! it's not extremely explicit but it does get... very suggestive. almost bordering on explicit. be warned. part 1

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You stumble from the bedroom, trying to be as quiet as you possibly can, tip toeing through the hallway. The sun has barely risen and the entire apartment is silent. As you round the corner into the main room, you come up short, almost tripping on your own feet. 

“Oh.” Changbin greets, standing there with a protein shake in hand. Blinking at you.

“Oh.” You say back, eloquently. Heels gripped in your hand and skirt most definitely not sitting right on your legs. 

With a little nod to himself, Changbin sips at his shake. “Is this a thing now?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“Sneaking out of Chan’s room before he wakes up, clearly barely awake and definitely raiding the fridge before you run. Is it happening again?”

“Ok, fuck you Binnie.” You practically hiss, moving closer so your voice doesn’t have to carry and accidentally wake anyone else up. “It’s- listen, it’s nothing. It was one night, a mistake that we’ll both awkwardly laugh at later.”

“Sounds an awful lot like what you said when you guys first started dating. Weird.” 

“If you’re not going to offer me a ride, I’ll be leaving now. Thank you so much for your insight.” 

“Wait, if I drive you home can we pick up breakfast on our way?”

“Of course.”

(“Honestly though, is this a thing again?” Changbin asks, taking a large bite out of his breakfast sandwich. 

You're both sitting in his car, idling in a parking lot between the little cafe you grabbed food from and your apartment. The way he says again makes something in your stomach somersault. 

“I don't know. It was just one night.” You can't tell who you're trying to convince. “It was...”

“A mistake?” He finishes your sentence, remembering what you said earlier. Looking at you like he always has. Willing to listen to whatever you have to say with minimal judgment. 

You're quiet as you pick at your waffles. The word mistake doesn't sit right with you. Even though you're the one who said it first, now that you're more awake and watching the sun rise, it feels like the wrong word. “It was definitely a bad decision.”

Changbin just hums and finishes off his sandwich.) 

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Walking into your apartment in the same clothes you were wearing the night before isn’t particularly shameful, but it is embarrassing. Solely because you know, in the deepest recesses of your bones, exactly how annoying your roommates are going to be about it. 

If they witness your walk of utter embarrassment, they will never shut up. 

Which is why you try your hardest to be as quiet as possible while making your way through the hallway, heading straight for your room. Unfortunately you get caught by Hyunjin as you creep into the living room. He’s sitting on the couch with his sketchbook propped on his knees.

It feels almost like deja vu, standing in the middle of a living room, caught in the act of sneaking around. Your skirt still isn’t sitting right on your legs. Hyunjin blinks at you. The deja vu intensifies. 

“You’re awake early.” It’s the first thing you can even think to say, mostly because the fact alone comes as such a shock. The curtains are drawn, but there’s the barest sliver of morning sun spilling through the crack. Hyunjin is the type of person who never wakes up before noon unless it’s a national emergency. 

Hyunjin sucks on his teeth. “And you’re home late.” 

See? Annoying. “I mean- I guess. I don’t have to explain myself to you.” You cringe at the tone of your own voice after the words tumble from your mouth. 

“Oh wow, he must’ve fucked you really good for you to be defensive about it.” 

Annoying, annoying, so fucking annoying. Why is he even awake? With a huff, you turn towards your bedroom. Maybe you could’ve been nicer about it, but you really don’t owe him an explanation. If he’s going to be all irritating about it, then he doesn’t deserve to know the details.

Even if you are dying to tell someone. 

His laughter follows after you, but then it’s suddenly interrupted by a shocked little noise. When you glance over your shoulder, Hyunjin is staring at his phone, wide eyed. 

“Holy shit, no way. You weren’t joking when you said early- the sun is out?” He’s looking towards the curtains now, at the sliver of sunlight that’s been steadily crawling across the floor as the sun rises. 

“Ah.” You hum in understanding. “You’re not awake early. You just haven’t slept.”

“Hey, you’re not in any position to judge questionable decisions.”

That immediately shuts you up. 

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Accidentally running into Chan out in the wild really should’ve been less of a surprise. It’s not like you lived miles away from each other, so of course it was inevitable that you’d see him at some point. Yet here you are, shocked and surprised and maybe panicking. 

It took some time after the break up, but eventually you had settled into a sort of civil understanding. You were able to wave a half-hearted greeting whenever you'd catch sight of each other in public. 

But now, after the other night, it almost feels reminiscent of the early days, when the break up was still fresh. When it felt like seeing him going about his daily life was enough to send you spiraling. 

Ducking behind the nearest surface, you fall into a crouch. Hands over your eyes and a sense of embarrassment washing over you. You are in no way mentally or emotionally prepared to see him this soon after everything that happened between you that night.

And there was a lot that happened. 

“You feel so good- no one ever feels as good as you.” Chan pants into your ear, nosing at the skin of your jaw. It’s not like you expected him to be celibate since you broke up, especially since you weren’t either. You’ve hooked up with a few scattered people after Chan, but he was right, none of them felt like this. He squeezes at your waist. “It’s like you’re made for me. No one else.”

No, now is not the time to get distracted with memories of the way he touched you and held you and pressed you into the mattress- stop it. Get a hold of yourself. 

This is exactly the reason you don’t want him to see you. How are you meant to be trusted around him? There’s an equal mix of panic and excitement at just the prospect of hearing his voice. Balanced on a knife’s edge and not sure if you’re looking forward to an awkward conversation about hooking up or dreading it completely. 

So what if you're hiding? It's not like anyone will ever witness this moment.

“Are you ok?” Comes a voice, interrupting your spiraling as your stomach turns cold and makes the decision all on its own to settle firmly on bone chilling dread. 

Looking up, you're met with Chan's worried eyes. Fuck. 

“Yeah- yes.” You cringe at your own voice and the way you stumble over your words. “I'm- don't worry about it.” 

“You're curled into yourself behind a vending machine… I feel like that deserves a little worry.” 

“I'm having an existential crisis. I'm fine.”

He doesn't look like he believes you. Fair. 

In the next moment he's crouching down beside you, joining you behind the vending machine. Chan positions himself perfectly, his wide shoulders acting as some sort of barrier between you and the rest of the world. If it was anyone else you’d feel trapped, you know this without a doubt. You’d be a cornered animal with nowhere to go.

But with Chan you just feel safe, and that knowledge sits a little bit weird in your chest. The feeling is too familiar. 

“Since you’re obviously not hiding and you’re perfectly ok.” Chan begins, and you squint at him. “Can we talk?”

“About?” Deflect, deflect, deflect. 

He just notches an eyebrow at you. “C’mon, you know what about.” 

Looking up and over his shoulder, you can see a few scattered people staring at the two of you, curious gazes itching along your skin. You must look like two crazy people, huddled beside a vending machine of all things. With a sigh, you reluctantly agree. 

You knew this conversation would have to happen eventually, especially since you’ve been trying to be more of a responsible adult recently. That doesn’t mean you’ve been looking forward to it.

The feeling of his hand in yours as he helps you up feels like a brand. Searing into your skin and leaving you a little dizzy. You wish you could hold him close forever. Turn back time to before things were strained and weird, when you could just hold his hand and he’d smile at you. 

You don’t let yourself linger. Instead you turn and begin walking, ignoring the way he looks at you. Things will go back to normal once you’ve ironed everything out and admit that nothing like the other night should ever happen again. 

Somehow you find yourself back at his apartment. Maybe it's because it was closer than your own. Or maybe it’s because the route is one that you’ve walked hundreds of times, muscle memory taking you there before you could really question it. 

The kitchen feels like the most neutral, non-sexual space in the whole apartment. Neither of you could get sidetracked while standing under the harsh overhead light, with the ambient sound of a refrigerator humming in the background. 

Chan offers you water, and you gratefully accept. It'll give you something besides his searching gaze to focus on. 

“You wanted to talk about it.” You fiddle with the water bottle, unscrewing the cap only to tighten it again. “So talk.”

All of those excited emotions you had when Chan first texted you the other day seem to be extremely hard to conjure up currently. All you really feel is some restless itch settling into your bones.  

He sighs, setting his own water on the counter. “Ok, fine. I’ll get right to it since you’re so keen to get this over with.” Chan states, in that voice of his that brokers no argument. You try not to let it fizz against your skin. “I want you to know that it wasn’t a mistake, not for me at least. Whether it happens again or it’s a one time thing- I still don’t regret it.” 

Oh, it’s going to be that type of conversation. Somehow you had convinced yourself that it was going to go in the opposite direction. He was going to explain, as kindly as he could, that it could never happen again. Because you broke each other's hearts and just the memory of touching each other again pulls at newly healed heart strings. You continue to fiddle with your bottle cap. Twist, twist. 

“What about you?” Chan asks, chin tipping down to try and meet your eyes.

You can't seem to look at him, because every glimpse you get makes your entire body flush. You want to blame it on the way he’s standing; against his kitchen counter, the muscles of his arms defined as he leans his weight back onto them. There’s something so deliciously distracting about it. 

The blame can also be put on the way he looks at you. Eyes dark and heavy, assessing you.

You wished he had put his foot down, instead of gently nudging an offer your way. Whether it happens again. Suddenly, that’s all you can think about.

Eventually Chan must get tired of the lack of eye contact because he pushes himself from the counter and stalks closer. Caging you up against the small little table they have tucked away in the corner. He’s ducking his head to meet your eyes, asking so softly if you regret what happened. 

“Do you regret my hands on you? My mouth?”

Just the tone of his voice makes you clench your thighs together. At his words, you chew at your bottom lip and shake your head, because of course you didn’t regret it. You wanted to, but it’s almost impossible. There’s no conceivable way you could ever regret the feel of him. His hands, his mouth. Any part of him, really.

Normally you’re more mouthy than this, words snapping out from your razor tongue. But he gets you like this, sometimes, and he’s the only person who really can. Who can turn your words liquid in your mouth, rendering you speechless and a little desperate. 

For a fraction of a moment, as Chan leans even closer, you think he’s going to kiss you. But he doesn’t, and you're honestly very disappointed. Instead he ghosts his lips far too close to your own and it draws a frustrated whine from the back of your throat. 

It causes Chan to hum a smug little noise before he's dropping to his knees in the next instant, mouth grazing against your bare leg on his way down. Your thighs clench once again at his proximity. 

He kneels there, waiting for your permission before doing anything. It makes all of your insides flutter violently. 

You look down at him, with his eyes that seem to sparkle in the overhead lighting, his plush lips slightly parted, and it’s overwhelmingly easy to shift your legs wider. Just the smallest bit as you practically whisper his name. You’re not sure why you’re whispering, no one else is home, but there’s this little contained bubble around the two of you that you don’t want to break. 

His hands move over over your knees, nudging them even farther apart, traveling even higher until he’s lifting the hem of your dress. Leaning in, he presses his closed mouth against the fabric of your underwear, nosing at the crease of your thigh. It makes you shudder, your breath getting all tangled up in your throat at the sensation.

One of his hands slides along your skin, anchoring itself at your hip. Fingers grasping firm as the other travels back down, over your thigh and slipping behind your knee, and in one fluid motion he’s tugging you closer, hooking your knee up and over his shoulder. Pulling you impossibly closer, making you gasp. 

“I missed this-”

“Chris.”

“What? You can send me fifty texts about how badly you miss the feeling of me, but I can’t return the sentiment? Seems unfair.” He hums in disapproval, mouth still pressed against your body. 

Before you can say anything in response, he’s promptly shutting you up. Moving his mouth even closer, choking a moan from you. You can’t take your eyes away from the sight; Chan on his knees for you, fingers and mouth working, expertly wringing obscene sounds from the back of your throat. Your hand reaches out, fingers tangling into his hair. 

Pulling him even closer. 

You lose track of time like this. All you know are the sounds the both of you are making, overlapping and bouncing around the kitchen, and the feeling of Chan touching you. The pleasure that builds and coils and threatens to snap. 

Suddenly, like a knife cutting through the haze of Chan’s mouth on your skin, there’s a scream. High and sharp and it immediately causes the both of you to jump away from each other, as quickly as humanly possible. You manage to bang your hip into the counter as you scramble away, and when you finally whip your attention around, you see Jisung standing there in the doorway. 

Headphones half hanging from his head and a hand slapped over his eyes.

"Are you kidding me! I eat here!"

Well, shit.

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

By the end of the day the rest of your friends know what Jisung had walked in on, and while none of them outwardly give you shit about it, you try to ignore the knowing looks they share between each other. That’s the downside to you and Chan sharing a friend group and somehow managing to stay friends with them all even through a messy break up. 

Everyone is connected to each other and knows your history and knows without having to ask how incredibly messy of a decision this is for the both of you. 

You end up ignoring Chan for the next few days, refusing to indulge in any of the texts he sends asking to talk about what happened. You tried to talk, and see where it landed you? Twice already any attempts at talking have ended with his mouth in places it really shouldn’t be. 

The only solution is to try and cut yourself off cold turkey. Ignore his texts and decline his calls and cover your ears whenever your friends mention his name around you. It’s a flawed system, absolutely, but it’s better than somehow making things even messier with Chan. 

(Minho just raises his eyebrow when he catches you staring at the incoming call, Chan’s contact lighting up the screen. He doesn’t say anything, but he doesn’t have to. You flip your phone face down and let it ring.)

#stray kids #skz #bang chan x reader #skz x reader #echo writes #if there are any warnings I forgot to include PLEASE let me know! #I don't know when part 3 will be out tbh but im WORKING ON IT #please enjoy my first real exploration into smut...

[life-winners-liveblog]

Maybe "loser baby" for the karaoky?

9.2

Martyn: Never heard of it.

Scott: Me neither...weird.

Martyn: We could check the lyrics?

Scott: You're right! Let's see! *Reads* Oh...ohhhhh.

Martyn: Let me look... I see...Grian would have an aunerysm, he says fuck like once every blue moon and Jimmy would probably scream "PG" or something.

Scott: I mean...they aren't here.

Martyn: So you are fine with this song?

Scott: Yeah... yeah!

Martyn: Good.

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Martyn: 🎵So things look bad and your back's against the wall, your whole existance feels fucking hopeless. You're feeling filthy as a dive bar bathroom stall, can't face the world sober and dopeless. 🎵

Scott: Oh you are good at deep tones!

Martyn: 🎶You've lost your way, you think your life is wrecked, well let's me just say you're ...correct!🎶

Scott: Interesting song choice btw whispers.

Martyn: 🎶You're loser, baby, a loser, goddamn baby, you're a fucked up little whiny bitch, you're a loser just like me!🎵

Scott: Funny considering we are both winners.

Martyn: 🎵You're a screw loose boozer, an only one star reviews-er. You're a power bottom at rock bottom but you've got company.🎶

Scott: I'm more of a switch really but sure.

*Martyn looks Scott dead in the eyes and raises an eyebrow at the joke as to say "Really Scott?"*

Martyn: 🎵There was a time I tought that no one could relate to the gruesome ways in which I'm damaged, but letting walls down it can sometimes be ok! We're both living in the same shit sandwich.🎵

Scott: 🎶I sold my soul to a psycopatic freak🎶

Martyn: 🎶And you think that makes you unique? We're both losers, baby, we're losers It's ok to be a-🎵

Scott: 🎵Coked up dick sucking hoe?🎶

Martyn: 🎵Baby thats fine by me.🎵

Scott: 🎶I'm a loser, honey~, a schmoozer and a dummy~ but at least I know I'm not alone.🎶

Martyn: 🎶You're a loser just like me!🎵

Scott: We're great at this, the others would be jealous.

Martyn: 🎶I've got an apetite for gambling.🎵

Scott: 🎵I've got an apetite for samplin' every drug and sex toy I can find.🎶

Martyn: 🎵Go ahead baby sing that song.🎵

Scott: 🎶I got no holes left to deflower🎶

Martyn: 🎵I sold my soul to save my power, now I'm on that demons leash-🎶

Martyn/Scott: I'm trapped and it gets worse with every hour!

Scott: 🎶You're a loser baby.🎶 *Offers a hand to dance*

Martyn: *accepts after a bit of confusion*🎵A loser, but just maybe if we-🎵

Martyn/Scott: Eat shit together things will end up differently.

Martyn: 🎶It's time to loose your self loathing excuse yourself, let hope in baby, play your card be who you are:-🎵

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????: 🎶A loser just like me!🎵 Ah chills! That was great wasn't it-... ...wait.

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[spnfanficpond]

March 2024 Angel Fish Awards

(Angel Fish design by @slytherkins!!)

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words. (Click here to learn more about how to nominate a fic for an award!)

Nominated by @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes

Undercover Movercum by CaseofUnderjoy (AO3)

I laughed nearly the entire time. Sam’s reaction is priceless. Dean’s non-reaction is just perfect. I died laughing at the end. The names Dean picked too are great. It is 18+. Warning: involves sexual fluids, a lot. 🤣

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Nominated by @mrswhozeewhatsis

Undercover Movercum by CaseofUnderjoy (AO3)

I have to second the above AFA for this ridiculous crack fic!! It's a disgusting but hilarious little crack fic that kept me giggling the whole way through!!

Morning After by @lizleeships

OMG, It's HILARIOUS!! Wing snuggles, hangovers, grumpy budgie Cas, Cas's abs, and Dean's inner monologue about all of the above. Who could ask for anything more?

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Nominated by @heavenssexiestangel

Apple Pie and the Apocalypse by @ladyknightskye

I don't remember if I nominated it when I just read chapter 1... But whatever. I'm on chapter 5 and I'm absolutely loving it. It's a rollercoaster of emotions already 😂 crying, awwing, laughing my ass off at Chuck... and shout out to @hawkland for the amazing art btw!!! I love it too!

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Nominated by @thoughtslikeaminefield

Scratch That Itch by @talltalesandbedtimestories

It is SO cute and funny and very, very Dean. As a beagle. DID I SAY CUTE?!

Birthdays: Winchester Sandwich Style by @sam-is-my-safe-word

This is some AU Firefighter Dean and Lawyer Sam competing for Reader's attention DELIGHT. It's fun and sexy in my favorite ways.

Heat by @jinkieswouldyoulookatthis

I will always check out a good sex pollen/curse fic with the Winchester brothers as the cure. Hnnngggfffkkk. This is not only very sexy and knuckle-bite-y, but there's a fun little twist.

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Nominated by @mariekoukie6661

His Doll by @impala-dreamer

It's filthy, it's smutty and it's so goood! I love it so much! Nothing like pure smut to put you in a good mood!

(Divider by @glygriffe)

THANK YOU ALL, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

- From your Admins and Manta Rays, @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @thoughtslikeaminefield, and @heavenssexiestangel!

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[agirlwithbigdreamsforher]

Would you mind doing a one shot there Annie has a rough day like really rough 🥺 and andy does everything in his will power to make her comfortable including waking up in the middle of the night from back pain from the baby so he gives her a massage and the one thing leads to another and things get spicy 🥵 please 🥺🥹

I love this series please don’t ever stop! I’ll still support and read. Btw I’m a silent follower never really done this hope this message gets to you 👉🏼👈🏼

I can do that! I took me a while to answer cuz I had work to do.

ROUGH DAY

THE NANNY: ONE SHOT

A ROUGH DAY

Pairing: Andy Barber x Annie Johnson (OFC)

Summary: Annie is having a rough day and she take out her frustration with Andy.

Warnings: crying, cursing words, pregnancy syntoms, sex, Andy.

A/N: none.

Word count: 2109

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One of the things Andy never liked about Annie, (yes, believe it or not he doesn’t like things about her), was when she shut down because something bother her. She got moody and in general just stop talking. And no matter how many times Andy has told her he was there for her, she kept doing it.

Today was one of those days. Her maternity leave began 2 weeks ago and Annie woke up only to realize her belly had grown more. She had an early doctor’s appointment, she changed, stood in front of the mirror and she looked huge; she couldn’t even see her feet.

“Good morning, honey!” Andy said cheerfully as he walked in to get changed for the day. He had just showered, so a towel was the only thing on his body. Of course he looked good, Annie could see his abs because he was not carrying a child on his belly. Annie turned to see him with hate in her eyes. “Ok, no good morning then.” He got closer willing to give her a kiss but she just dodged him. “Alright… so, you want me to come with you to your doctor’s appointment?”

“No.”

“But what if the baby show us if it a girl or a boy?”

“Argh! That’s not gonna happen! If it hasn’t happened yet, it’s not going to happen now!”

“Hey, I haven’t done anything to you, I just asked a simple question there’s no need to be so bitchy!”

“Fuck you!”

Annie left the room, went downstairs and left. Jake walked into the room carrying his lunchbox and his backpack. Andy was sitting on the bed already putting his socks on.

“Mommy leave me.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take you to school.”

“She upset again?”

“It’s gonna be a long day, buddy.”

And it was. Lunch wasn’t any different. Annie didn’t cook and when Andy asked why she yelled at him and told him he had hands and he could cook himself. After that she went straight to their room and stayed there for the rest of the day.

Andy didn’t get near her until it was time for him to sleep. He walked into the room and saw his wife drifting off hugging her pregnancy pillow.

“Wanna talk?” Andy said cautiously but Annie ignored him completely and closed her eyes. “Good night.” He sighed, got himself comfortable and went to sleep.

It has been 3 hours since Andy turned off the tv and began snoring. Annie was fully awake, she was hungry and in so much pain. In fact she has been in pain from the moment she woke up. It was a small sting on her waist but now it was full pain. She turned and sat on the edge of the bed trying her best not to wake Andy up. She stood up, only to realize she couldn’t stand up straight.

“Jesus.” She put both her hands on the back of her waist and went downstairs to the kitchen to make something to eat and at least calm her hunger.

She grabbed everything to make a sandwich, sat on one of the stools and prepare her food. Once she was done she proceed to eat it. After she finished of course she got thirsty, but when she tried to reach for a glass a sharp pain hit right in her waist, sending some sort of electricity through her spine, her knees buckled and the scream that came out of her mouth was loud enough to wake up the entire neighborhood. She was in all fours on the floor when she heard the footsteps of Andy running down the stairs.

“Honey!” He rushed to the floor, “You ok?” Annie shook her head avoiding his sight, “Is it time?” She shook her head again, “Baby, talk to me.”

Annie turned to see him, cheeks covered in her tears, “My back hurts so bad.”

“Do you think you can sit on the floor?” She nodded and move to be sited against the counter. She took a deep breath and turned to see a very worried Andy. “I’ll help you get up. You think you can do that?”

“I don’t know.”

“Ok, I’m gonna sit behind you and help you stand.” He put himself between the counter and her. Put his arms under her armpits and made her stand.

“FUCK!” Annie yelled as she felt the pain again.

“I’m sorry.”

“It hurts real bad.”

“Where?”

“On my waist.” She lifted her top and pointed the area. “I’m too tired.”

Andy moved his hands under her very prominent belly and lifted it. Annie sighed in relief when she felt the weight being lifted off of her.

“That feels so good.”

“Yeah?” She nodded as she leaned against her husband’s chest. “Can you try to walk to the living room? I won’t let you go, I promise.”

“Yeah.” She gave two steps as Andy kept lifting her belly from behind her.

“Good, you’re doing so good, baby girl.” Annie waddled to the couch; her little penguin walk, as Andy called it, was heavier than the days before. Andy moved to be in front of her, took her hands and help her sat down on the couch. “Be right back, ok?”

Andy came back a couple of minutes later, carrying a warm towel and some baby oil. She noticed how Annie was drifting off again.

“Honey?” She opened her eyes, “How long have you not been sleeping properly?”

“A week.”

“What? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Cuz you���re tired too! You still have to go to work!”

“Honey,” He sat next to her, “We are in this together, if you are not sleeping you need to tell me.” Annie didn’t say anything, “I hate when you don’t tell me what’s wrong. When did the pain start?” Andy move her shirt up and placed the warm towel on her waist. The heat began to bring comfort to her muscles.

“This morning. I thought it’ll go away. I thought it was because I slept in a wrong position, but then the doctor said it was because of the baby weight. To be honest I’m so uncomfortable lately, I want this to be over and it makes me feels like I’m a horrible woman because everyone says I should enjoy my pregnancy but I feel so fucked up!”

“Well, all of those people can go fuck themselves, ok?” Annie smiled to that, “If you are miserable, it’s fine!” Andy moved on the couch to be behind her, “Now, you think if I give you a massage the pain will go away?”

“I honestly don’t know.”

“Let’s figure it out,” Andy put some baby oil on the pal of his hand, “lift the back of your shirt and hold it there.” Andy’s finger began to rub gently above the towel. His long fingers went from her waist, across her spine and to her ribs.

“I’m sorry I was a bitch today to you.”

“It’s ok, you were in pain.” He removed the towel and began rubbing on the waist.

“Oh god! That feels so good!” She leaned to the front as Andy kept rubbing.

It wasn’t long before Andy fingers went under her sleeping shorts touching her butt cheeks.

“You have like a bump here.” Andy pressed one of his fingers on her left butt cheek.

“OW!”

“I think is your sciatic.” Andy rubbed harder and Annie winced, “Maybe if you take your short off I could…”

“How convenient.” Annie said and Andy laughed.

“I mean it, you want the pain go away or no?”

“Fine!” Annie stood up and pulled her shorts down, she was not wearing underwear. Andy put the towel on the couch and she sat on it. “hehe my ass is gonna be warm now.”

The massage continue for about 5 minutes and it helped a lot. She felt sore but not in pain anymore. Andy’s fingers were still rubbing softly on her back when she let herself fall against his chest, she turned to the side and smile at him.

“Thank you.” She leaned in and gave him a peck.

“You’re most welcome.” Andy kissed her back, softly at first, but then Annie put her hand on the nape of his head, mouths open and their tongues dancing. Andy’s oily fingers got under her shirt and to her breast.

“Mmmm.” Annie moaned against his lips when Andy pinched her nipples. Andy broke the kiss and move his lips to her neck.

“You need another kind of massage?” Andy asked her in a husky voice.

“Yes, please.”

“Ok, relaxed and open your legs.” Andy rested her back on his chest, bend her knees and opened her legs. Andy’s hand went south and using his middles and index finger rubbed softly her slit. “My, my, you already wet.” Andy moved his fingers up and down her slid without touching her clit. “What were you thinking while I was massaging you, naughty girl?”

“No…nothing.”

“Liar.” Andy nip her ear and his fingers rubbed her little button.

“Oh! Yes, there.” Andy moved his fingers to her entrance rubbing it as well making her whimper.

Andy couldn’t see her pussy but he could fell her.

“I bet she looks all pretty right now, wet and raw just for me.”

“Andy, please!”

“What’s wrong baby?”

“Can you put your fingers in me?”

“So polite, of course I can, but I won’t, not yet.”

“What? Why not?!”

“I wanna keep playing with her.”

“No, please, don’t tease me.”     

“No?” Andy rubbed her clit faster and then stopped. “Ok.”

“No! I was about to cum!”

“You say no teasing.”

“Andy, please!”

Andy stood up and kneel in front of the couch, dark lustful eyes staring down at her pussy.

“See, all pretty!” Andy didn’t give her a warning before he latch to her pussy like a starve man.

“FUCK!” Annie throw her head back. She could feel his lips sucking her clit and lapping at her hole. “Oh god! Yes!” He began to tongue fuck her. His warm tongue getting in and out of her wet entrance. Annie touched her boobs feeling her orgasm approached, “Yes! Just like that! Please, don’t stop!” Andy could feel her pulsing hole on his mouth. “ANDY!” her hands took a hold of his head and keept him on her pussy. A gush of liquid came out of her and directly to Andy’s face. “FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!”

Andy’s tongue kept licking her pussy as Annie came down form her height. When he turned to see Annie his beard was drench.

“Oh my god. Andy, I’m sorry, I ‘ve never…”

“I know!” He kissed the top of her clit, “It was amazing.”

“Really?”

“Oh, yeah.” He stood up and throw his boxer briefs across the room. He stroke a couple of times, “you think you can do that again?”

“I… I don’t know.”

Andy climbed on the couch and help Annie to get on her side. He lifted her leg and position himself in her entrance.

“Let’s find out.” She was so wet Andy slid in easily. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good.”

 He gave no warning and he wasn’t in the mood of been soft with her. He pounded hard into her, his balls hitting on her ass. Annie’s moaned filled the silence, “You like that?”

“YES!”

“Whose pussy is this, huh?”

“YOURS! OH GOD!

“Damn right is mine.” Andy’s hand went to her clit and as he thrusted into her and rubbed it fast, “oh I can feel you squeezing me, baby.”

“Andy!” He didn’t stop, in fact he moved faster, “Please!”

“One more, baby. I know you can. Come on!” As soon as Andy said that she came again, her pussy contracted against his dick. “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!” She milked her cock and he spilled his seed inside her. Andy took a deep breath and kissed the back of Annie’s head. “Do you think you can sleep now?”

But Annie didn’t answer. Andy moved to see her sleeping already, H laughed a bit but couldn’t blame her because he also felt exhausted. He stood, put his boxers back on, and took Annie in his arms to bring her back to their room.

By the time he walked into the room and placed Annie next to her pregnancy pillow the clock on his bed side table was marking 5:20 a.m.

“Maybe I should shower already.” He said softly.

“Don’t go to work.” Annie said in a sleepy voice. “Stay.”

Andy smiled, slid on his side of the bed and kissed Annie on the forehead “good night, honey.” One more kiss, “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

#andy barber fanfic #andy barber #annie johnson #andy x annie #andy x reader #andy barber x reader #the nanny fic #andy barber fanfiction #the nanny au #andy and annie

[goodluckclove]

I'm writing a new thing!! I don't really need advice I'm just excited about starting it. They're gay and one of them's a shapeshifter the other has a culturally engrained fear of shapeshifters given that as defenders of the wilderness/ basically very local gods they tend to fuck up anyone who's in their space. I also dong know how to start books which is an issue my beginnings are always weak. How do I start a book. Do I describe the sheep? He's a shepherd btw which I think is fun because the shapeshifter often takes the form of a wolf or coyote. It's also set in a relatively high fantasy setting (no elves and shit just weird magic and a different landscape) that vaguely corresponds to the late 17 or 1800s (they've got some guns i think, they ride horses and trains might exist). How do I start a book. What do I start with. Where do I start. There's no real solid beginning I've got in mind, just a dude trying to take his sheep over a large area on his own. Help please I do actually need advice

Well you see, Ghostie, everyone knows that the first sentence of a novel is the most important part of the entire story. It has to contain the main character's name - in fact, it has to contain the names of every character in your cast - and it has to provoke intrigue and resolve it in a satisfying way without being a too long and jesus christ i can no longer keep up this bit.

I'm annoyed by people who say you need to have a super profound first line. I mean, they're good when they happen. If you can think of one that's great. But if you can't you aren't fucked right off the gate. If your first line isn't something people will get calligraphed onto canvases to hang on the walls of their boring houses (Is this a thing? Did I just make up a type of person to hate?), it doesn't mean your beginning won't be good.

You want to hook the reader. That's what all the guides say, right? They describe a person picking your book off the proverbial shelf and leafing through the first page to see if it's something they'd be interested in. That's solid, but then some go on to make it seem like you have maybe ten words before they either buy the book or toss it across the room in disgust. I'm not saying this is never true. I'm just saying that, personally, that type of person is probably not someone who'd be interested in me or my stories to begin with.

Usually when I'm considering a new book I'll skim the first few pages and then a bit throughout the middle, just to see if I like the prose. I do not put that much weight in the beginning, but it's always a good sign when the general scene feels purposeful. It doesn't have to be a car chase/diamond heist/sex scene/murder. I read someone somewhere saying that you have to start with something exciting and it took like an hour off my life I was so angry.

Here's one out of a billion angles to tackle this puzzle from - where does the story start for you? What is the inciting incident to the inciting incident? This feels like something easy to answer, but oftentimes what you come up with might feel a little inconsequential.

A beginning scene - like, for instance, a prologue centered around only sheep and coyotes - does not necessarily sound interesting on its own. But in a world where shapeshifters usually take on those forms it both sets up the world and establishes a mood. You can play with how much information you give people in the world.

Using my book as an example because I've been watching my editor @hoard-sweet-hoard react to it in real time, at one point he commented that he didn't know if the Eddie in my initial prologue is the same guy as the Edgar in Chapter One. And I was like yeah man that's the whole goddamned point of the book you tiny little king of fools. I wasn't at all that mean. I made a really good sandwich for dinner so I'm feeling extra rowdy. But the point is that I focused less on the action and more on the feeling it would create in the reader.

With that mindset the action doesn't really matter. If it's mundane it can be comforting, or tiring, or numbing, or eerie, or unnerving. If it's far removed from the world we know it can be fantastical and whimsical and sexy, maybe? I don't know. God that sandwich was good. I'm getting really into bagels lately.

Also, from purely the perspective of a writer, you might think of a better beginning midway into the draft. So you can also go back and make a weak start much stronger. You can skip the beginning entirely if it's really fucking with your life. Come back to it later. Who will stop you? Me? I don't even know how to find you. And if I did, you could easily kill me. You have that vibe and I am very clumsy.

Also also start posting excerpts when you get going because that shit sounds rad as fuck.

My bagel had egg and bacon and a hash brown patty and caramelized onion. Man has done a lot of sin, but it is almost neutralized by the insight we once had to caramelize onions. They have a unique flavor that I can only describe as eating the house of a beloved grandmother? Or maybe just the way that house makes you feel?

Yum.

#writeblr #writing community #on writing #writers on tumblr #writing asks #feeling wiggly

[wannab-urs]

The Spreadsheet Digest - Fic Recs | Vol. 10

Hi babies!!

Can't believe this is the TENTH week of TSD. I really love sharing what I read with y'all (even if it's lowkey embarrassing to admit how much smut I read in seven days). This week I branched out to a Pedro Boy I don't usually read AND I read a couple different series that like... changed my life.

Fic recs below the Pedro ;)

The last great american dynasty - a Joel one shot by @proxima-writes (part of the Folklore Anthology)

I love love love old homes and I also did a research project in college that involved reading historical letters so this was all just a really cool premise for me. Add in the snarky reader and grumpy joel and it's just heaven on earth for me.

Muddy Waters - a Joel / Ezra series by @bonezone44

This is like... weird. It gives me an eerie feeling. And that is such a fucking compliment btw. I am obsessed. The way you've written Ezra is so fucking interesting (and creepy). Love me a murder boy <3 And reader is really fascinating too ugh. This is so cool. (thanks toxic for pointing me to this w your rec ahhhh).

Bunny - a Javi P two shot by @whatsnewalycat

Obsessed with the premise here. Phone sex operator to get through school?? sign me up. The little Dale Gribble moment was delightful and then it's followed up by incredible phone sex with Javier. And then!!! Part TWO we get professor Javi, which is unfairly hot and the recognition from the voice and just.... oh my god it is everything. I mean this is just the perfect set up for dirty talk and boy does Javi have a mouth on him.

LJ's Bangathon - a Pedro Boys... bangathon? by @prolix-yuy

Every single one of these is incredible. I'm especially partial to the Oberyn x Sit on the Throne one because like... murder + dub con vibes and neither in the way you'd expect. I also adored Jack and Marcus Pike. Their dynamic was so good UGH. Anyway they're all amazing and you should read them.

Learning to Live - a Javi P series by @wheresarizona

This fucking fic is ruining my life. I've been completely consumed with it all week. I can see how a casual viewer of Narcos would say it's OoC for Javi, but I actually think it's kind of genius. Throughout the show you get all these slight glimpses into Javi's true nature: soft, sweet, caring, passionate, gentle... but he's so wrapped up in and beat down by everything in Colombia that he has to be an asshole or he won't fucking survive. The post-show Javi who is ready to start letting all that go is so fucking wonderful to see and I love that Cielito gets to help bring that out of him. The little moments of reconnecting with his family and remembering his mom bring me to tears. The long speeches in Spanish are just so lovely. If you need something to make you weak in the knees and a little teary eyed this is it. Passionate, adoring, filthy, gorgeous smut sandwiched between beautiful little moments of fluff and just the right amount of angst. Me encanta esta historia <3

With or Without You - a Javi P/Frankie series by @jksprincess10

Frankie is so adorable and sweet in this. He just wants to make reader feel good and he also wants to please Javi ugh. And reader is so mischievous getting Javi to do what she wants ahhhhh. And of course our dominant little Javi P is wonderful in this. Fucking top tier smut, Nad. We all know I love a MMF threesome fic lmao.

this is me trying - a Joel one shot by @swiftispunk

This is such a sweet platonic Joel and Ellie fic ugh. I really love fics that explore their relationship post season 1 and like... Joel coming to terms with everything. I loved the set up (similar to his panic attack in episode 6 when he sees the girl by the tree) and I love how Ellie comforts him in her own quintessentially Ellie way. You can see the bond they have where she just kind of knows what to do and say instinctively and it makes me so happy. I see a lot of fics where Joel is trying to comfort Ellie or get her to stop hating him for what he did and it's just really nice to see a fic where Ellie comforts him instead.

take what you need darling - a Joel one shot by @iamasaddie

big thick dick daddy joel what more do you need?

punch the clock - a Javi P one shot by @deathwife

Listen this is exactly what would happen if I worked anywhere near Javier Peña. I would find a way to get him to come with me and I would also be a sassy lil bitch to him constantly. Not like it would be difficult to get Javi to come with pretty much anything with legs and wearing a skirt, but still.

I Can Feel Your Heartbeat - a Jack (Whiskey) series by @psychedelic-ink

Cowboy Jack Daniels is a character who begs to be written as a stripper and this fic delivered. He's hot and sweet and I love it. Part two is sexy as all hell and features clumsy as fuck reader (which is so me). And then it drops the ANGST on you. God I love this. I cannot wait for part three.

The Secret - a Marcus M series by @frannyzooey

This collection of drabbles about a much older Marcus Moreno sneaking into your dorm at night is so fucking hot, y'all. I don't read a whole lot of Marcus Moreno unless he's being sweetly seduced by my favorite piece of shit human, Dieter Bravo. So I clicked on this bc it's by one of my favorite writers and was rec'd by another of my favorite writers and... alright. I'm on the Marcus Moreno train. I get it. And the drabbles left me desperately wanting a full story... wishful thinking?

----------oldies but goodies-----------

Soft - a Dieter one shot by @mishasminion360

Home for the weekend - a Joel one shot by @loquaciousferret

Genesis - an Ezra series by @max--phillips (I'll kiss you if you write more)

Perfectly Intoxicating - a Javi P series by @gracieispunk

Es Tarde y Te Necesito - a Javi P one shot by @gar6agef1r3

Say My Name - a Javi P one shot by @palioom

I Only See Daylight - a Din series by @millersdjarin

A Fresh Start - a Din series by @theidiotwhowritesthings

----------my shit------------

Nothing new! I'm planning a little Javi P thing maybe? Based on my username... MAYBE! Do not get excited.

And maybe a lil Dieter thing based on Dial Drunk by Noah Kahan but again don't hold me to it I am useless most of the time.

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Happy Reading <3

#fic recs #the spreadsheet digest #vol 10 #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro fics #pedro pascal character fanfiction

[zhimaqiu]

Ok so a lecturer of the university but from a different field wanted to fucking kiss me 💀 And probably other things.

It's a long story short: after a lecture I attended, after 8pm I went to a bar to eat something because I havent eaten anything since breakfast. I ate a sandwich, read a book, drank a coffee and was halfway another one when I started playing with a set I've got from the lecture in the said bar. A group of three men seemed genuinely interested and they invited me to their table so I thought: Sure why not. I explained the stuff, got really autism happy I can talk about something that interests me. Then we talked and talked about different subjects, eventually two of the guy's friends, gay and a pair btw, left. Then the shit started.

Dude is almost 40, has children, CALLED ME "KID" and like. Dude. I told you I'm from ace spec. I am not interested in white men. Literally said "Somehow I only find Asian and Native American men attractive". I'VE ONLY BEEN WITH ASIANS. I told him to get his hand off me. He did. We were taking about some sexual shit, because I've got that stupid sexshop magazine, but got I was so... technical and sceptical about the things I've seen. He was making some jokes and I was like "Haha yeah" in a "not funny" way. Eventually I said that meh nothing interests me. I completely forgot that people may get aroused looking at such stuff and generally the topic of sex is rather taboo especially with a complete stranger. But oh well, my acespec ass forgor that only because my cunt doesn't care doesn't mean others' shit doesn't too.

When he was about to leave, because I kept rejecting him, he said:

"How about I kiss you and we call it a day."

"No, thank you. You have children and I do not support such behavior."

Hand on my goddamn thigh earlier. I thought he maybe was just doing a bit too touchy, but once it lingered in there for too long without looking at him from the magazine we were reading together I said "Don't touch me" in even colder tone that I anticipated. Completely different how we talked a moment earlier and moment after. Sure, he was drunk. And that's also why I pushed him away right away once I realized it wasn't just being touchy friendly.

I should have said something more about his children like "Do you really want Lila to have a father who wants to bang a girl 7 years older than her brother?". I should have said I pity him. Because really, I'm not even angry at him. I'm just sad that something pushed him to do that.

Once I got back home I felt so fucking sexrepulsive and despite the fact that nothing happened I had to very intensely wash my mouth and my intimate area, because I felt so fucking filthy. Demisexual experience yippie!! Not the first time. I did however made a remark that I feel like he added something to my coffee and he left feeling very down after he said he didn't add anything, but I think it hit him right.

Sigh. What a night. I'm safe, don't worry

#demisexual #ace spec #story time #personal #asexual

[pokemenlovingmen]

YAAAY TRANSMASC ACE MAN BLOG!! (IM THAT TOO!!!)

Speaking of ace(sex repulsed ace) how about an x reader with arven were the reader comes out as ace?(trans+gay reader ofc, he/they/it btw! :D)

Btwwww before anyone claims this,,,,, I’ll be,,,,,,, “🐾🦴 dog bone anon” :3

Hi dog bone anon!! With all the ace transmascs I’ve been getting in my inbox it’s pretty clear I’ve found my target audience—and they’re all just like me fr fr.

I’d love to write this coming out story with our favorite sandwich man! I love writing about the queer experience, at least the experience I can say I’m familiar with. Ace acceptance rules :)

A Bit of News — Coming out as ace to Arven

🥪 — Okay point and laugh, give him the olympic medal for jumping to conclusions, when you said you had something “important you wanted to talk privately about” he automatically assumed the worst.

🥪 — Unbeknownst to you, he might actually be even more nervous than you when you sit down to talk. He doesn’t do well with sudden news.

“So, Arv… uh, I don’t know how else to say this. But I talked it through with some friends, and you’re my boyfriend, so you deserve to know. I’m… asexual. Y’know…? I really hope it’s not too disappointing to hear… I mean, I don’t want this to change anything about our relationship, but if it’s something that makes it harder to stay together because you’re not comfortable with it or it’s too restricting for you, I understand.”

🥪 — He blinks. You stare at him, biting your lip nervously.

🥪 — Oh, wait… that’s all?

🥪 — He lets out a massive sigh of relief and smiles at you.

“Oh, that’s it? Phew! Sorry, I kinda got nervous there that something really bad had happened. That’s a load off my mind.”

“So, wait, you’re… not upset about the asexual thing?”

“Huh? Why would I be upset about it?”

“Well, it kinda interferes with a big part of a lot of relationships and all…”

“S/O? Do you really think we’d be here, having this conversation, if I was just in it to get you in my bed? There’s probably hundreds of guys out there I could look at and go ‘oh man, he’s so hot’, but there’s only one of you. And I’m not saying I don’t find you hot or anything—but ehh, that’s besides the point—it’s just that there are a billion other things that I like about you past your body. And that’s a billion other reasons to stay with you.”

“Arv, Arceus, you’re too good to me… so you really don’t mind?”

“Definitely not. It’s gonna take way more than that to get rid of me!”

🥪 — After your talk, though (and the deep kiss and wonderful cuddle session that followed), he’s probably got some questions. I imagine he’d be the type to repress his own sexuality for a long time to begin with, so be doesn’t exactly know much about the rest of the LGBTQ+ community. He wants to know more, both to be involved more in the queer community, and also to establish and respect a comfort zone for you!

🥪 — He’s always very polite when he does have questions to ask and always reminds you that you don’t have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable. But it’s a lot easier to talk about your sexuality, the way you express it, how you figured it out, how it makes certain things feel, when you have Arven there being so genuinely curious and wanting to learn about these things.

🥪 — You can also tell when he did research because he’ll be confirming some really silly facts about the community with you the next morning (i.e., asking you if you really like cake to confirm the memes he saw online. He sorta conducts himself like a confused grandpa trying to be supportive but not really knowing what to do, and you tell him so. He hates you for saying that. >:| ).

🥪 — So speaking of the classic asexual “I’d rather have cake” meme, you find him baking you cakes with alarming frequency because he thinks he’s being funny.

🥪 — Overall, this really doesn’t alter your relationship with Arven much. You’re still his handsome and perfect boyfriend, which he’ll make known anytime you like. He already loved you so much and like he said, hearing you are ace changes none of that.

“Anyone who would only want you for your body is insane anyway, S/O. Really, only your body? I’m mad at anyone who would think like that and they’re just hypothetical people, like, you’d have to be the dumbest person in the world to get with someone as perfect as you and think your body is the only thing that’s worthwhile. Even if I was disappointed about you being ace, there’s literally hundreds of other things about you to love that mean way more than sex ever could.”

“You’re getting worked up about this.”

“I just—I love you, okay?? And I’m getting upset thinking there’s anyone that would treat you like that!”

“Yeah, you really showed those hypothetical people what for. You tell ‘em, Arven.”

#pokemon x reader #pokemon male reader #arven x male reader #arven x reader #asexual reader #tw sex mention

[therhythmafterthesummer]

I was just watching some Lee Know vlogs. And I can only imagine how soft he is with his kitten first thing in the morning. Like very gently pats, shielding her eyes from direct sunlight, asking about her dreams (he wants to know if he’s in them).

But also just imagine if they were away on a group thing and for whatever reason they couldn’t sleep in the same room. So he’s up at the crack of dawn waiting for her so he can cuddle her on the couch and even if she drifts back to sleep.

(This is for wereroomies!lee know btws)

it's taken me way too long to get to this ask omg. yes, yes, yes. absolutely. wereroomies!minho would do this.

sfw and not so sfw Thoughts(TM) under the cut

every morning text from him to his kitten will always be along the lines of "morning beautiful. did you sleep well? did you dream about me?" at first she'd be blunt and say yes or no depending on the answer.

if the answer was no, minho would simply reply with a ): and a teasing "you don't like me anymore? i see how it is..."

if the answer was yes, minho would reply a (: and ask all the details.

eventually she'd learn to ditch the "no", and opt for a "not last night baby but i'm daydreaming about you right now" which would lead to some form of phone sex or flirty messages right on the spot.

if they were sleeping together, minho would make sure to ask. "tell me everything, baby. all of it. what were we doing? were we married? did we have pups? were we still at the den? was chris bald?"

during one of their trips to the woods, half the rooms were being serviced, so the sleeping arrangements made it so minho and his precious kitten couldn't get privacy nor cuddle the other to sleep because jisung had invited himself to sleep with them and begged until they let him sleep sandwiched between the two.

when she woke up the next day, with only jisung clinging to her frame, she was a bit confused. so she made her way downstairs to find minho curled up on the sofa, hugging a pillow.

as soon as minho spotted his kitten he let go of the pillow and opened his arms with a sad pout on his lips, and she just chuckled and immediately plopped on the sofa and let herself be engulfed by her boyfriend's body heat.

"what are you doing here, baby?" she asked him immediately. and minho grumbled back a "i was mentally trying to get you to wake up and come join me. i love jisung, but i want to hug my girlfriend to sleep goddamn it. also, i woke up because the sound of chris and our mum 'sneaking out' for a morning fuck was just too hard to ignore so i moved as far away from the crime scene as i could..."

immediately after though, he'd ask as usual, mumbling against her hair. "did you sleep well? did you dream about me?"

"i did, baby. but it was....... you were fighting sir percival for a burger patty... in your wolf form"

"that's good enough for me..." minho mumbled again, hugging her close, sounding incredibly sleepy. after a few minutes, he fell asleep, and his kitten just snuggled impossibly closer and fell asleep shortly after.

siiighhh i really need to give more love to this couple !! i have an idea for them that i'm dying to write and share with you guysssss. thank you for this ask, anon. it was super fun to think of this little scenario. your brain is huge.

#anon #ask #wereroomies ask #wereroomies headcanons