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alcoholfreenayeon · 6 months

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Hello! I hope that you're doing well! I was wondering if I may please request a smutty/fluffy Solar x younger fem idol fic? Where reader has been crushing on Solar ever since they've met at an awards show.. They grow closer over time and reader confesses, thankfully Solar reciprocates and they waste no time getting closer. Maybe they get caught by the rest of the Mamamoo girls the morning afterward.

A/N: hope you like it anon❤️

What are we?

Solar x idol fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, smut

CW: little bit of smut basically

You nervously waited outside the café, having arrived almost 30 minutes early. You definitely could have been a bit more relaxed about it, but you didn’t want to take any chances, it was your first date with Solar after all. Well, it wasn’t a real date, at least you that’s what you thought because there is no way Solar would actually ask you out on a real date. But…she did ask you to dress pretty this time and it was going to be just the two of you for like the first time. You immediately glance at your outfit, it wasn’t casual, but you couldn’t help but wonder if maybe it would have been better to dress a bit more fancy.

You think back to when you both first met, it was at an award show. Your group had just had their first win as rookies and Mamamoo had been placed to sit next to you. She congratulated you and introduced herself, which you found amusing, like the Kim Solar needed any introduction in the first place. Nevertheless, that was the first interaction between you two and, well, the way she smiled at you made you weak in the knees and you have had a massive crush on her since. Thankfully, she hadn’t found it weird when you asked for her number to keep in touch. In fact, she texted you first, asking to meet up every now and then.

Which was absolutely wonderful, however, each time you saw her you just fell for her harder, to the point where you were even contemplating just admitting your feelings to just get it off your chest. The thought of her rejecting you or distancing herself made your heart ache with pain as though it had been stabbed but it was maybe necessary to get it over with because you couldn’t go a single day without spending hours thinking about her. Her smile, her eyes, her comforting words, and her protectiveness towards you. All of that just made you feel at peace, safe, happy. But you did often also wonder if she was dating someone, like people would trip themselves to have a shot at dating her and she would definitely have no shortage of suitors and the thought of her dating someone else, well, it drove you absolutely insane with jealousy, anger, betrayal, envy, hell you didn’t even know exactly how you felt about it, but it certainly wasn’t positive.

As you lost in your thoughts centered around Solar, you didn’t think how you looked from a third person’s perspective, having whole conversations with yourself until a mother walking with her kid told him to not get too close to the weird loner. That brought you right back to reality and you prayed she didn’t recognize you as your group was in a billboard nearby. You look at the time and immediately panic, you were going to be late if you didn’t go right now, just how long were you daydreaming for? Embarrassingly long enough was the answer. But you didn’t want to get into that for now. You made your way to the cafe’s entrance and immediately spotted Solar sitting in a corner, looking at her phone.

So, I came this early to just end up late, you think to yourself as you make your make to her, you clip your foot against another table and stumble before sitting down quietly opposite to Solar, feeling embarrassed.

She just smiles at you half teasingly, “Already falling for me Y/n?”, she says jokingly but those words made your heart skip a beat.

“Uh…”, you avoid eye contact, blushing and not knowing what to say.

Solar laughs warmly and looks at you with tenderness and smiles, “Well, I should have said it as soon as I saw you, but you look really pretty today, like you are in general but today you look extra special”.

Was she really trying to kill you? You were already feeling quite worked up but now your heart was straight up pounding, so loud and fast that you were quite sure that if someone were to sit next to you, they could hear it. You mumble thanks in response and look at her properly and nearly gasp out loud. She was dressed quite casually, just some jeans and a crop top but it looked unbelievably good on her. She just exuded beauty and confidence like it was nothing.

“Do I look good? You have been staring but haven’t said anything yet”, she asks playfully.

“YES, uh yes you look really good, I mean beau-pretty, you look really pretty too”, you reply, trying to calm yourself down, failing miserably.

She laughs prettily, “that’s good, I thought there was something wrong with me today, especially since I didn’t dress up too well. I am glad you like it Y/n. “Now, shall we order?”.

You look at the menu, deciding what to eat and finally manage to compose yourself a little bit. You both give your orders and have some small talk before Solar changes the topic, “Do you remember the first time we actually hung out, it wasn’t that long ago”.

You nod, “I think 7-8 months ago, your friends were there, I felt like an outsider”, you recall, remembering how Irene and Wheein were there, and it was an awkward experience for you initially since not only were you spending time with your crush for the first time, but her friends were also there who all also happened to be your seniors and even role models work wise. You weren’t sure how you were supposed to act around them, but you began to relax after spending some time with them and were even talking and acting semi formally with them.

The two of you recollected some of the favorite times between you both and that’s when your food and coffees came along. You were actually starving and dug in immediately and only after a few bites did you realize you cannot afford to look like a pig in front of Solar, but she didn’t seem to mind, regardless, you slowed down and ate a bit more slowly. You enjoy a few different conversations with her about a few different topics when suddenly out of nowhere she reaches out and puts her hand on top of yours. You freeze, not even daring to look at your hand or at Solar. Your heartrate skyrocketing, you feel your cheeks coloring and your breath shaky and your mind racing at a million miles per hour thinking of all the possible reasons why Solar would suddenly do that out of the blue when she breaks the silence. “Y/N, I really enjoy spending time with you-”, she begins but you interrupt her almost immediately.

“I’m in love with you!”, you blurt out and cover your mouth with your free hand, your eyes widen, and you inhale sharply as you realize what you just did. For a brief moment it feels like the weight of the world has been taken off you since you not only said it out loud but outrightly confessed to Solar. But just as quickly the burden comes back to you as you await her response or even her reaction, almost regretting saying anything as you realize that if you get rejected now, you will be utterly crushed and that heartbreak in no way would be worth getting the confession out of the way. You begin to panic a little as you can only think of the likely possibility of Solar turning you down and just as you are prepared to shut down, Solar grips your hand a little tighter, looking somewhat stunned before looking almost…relieved?

“Y/N….do you really? Feel that way about me?”, she asked, her voice shaky, filled with uncertainty.

You take a deep breath and look at her seriously and slowly nod, “Yes, I have never been more sure about anything”.

To your surprise she sighs in what seems to be relief and smiles, almost shyly. “I’m glad, I was a bit afraid I would put you in a tough spot but…I kinda have a crush on you too”.

Huh….did you hear that right? She said she has a crush on YOU?! Your mind raced with thoughts again but at the same time was blank as you were in so much shock. “What?”, you asked in a small voice.

“I like you too”, Solar answered, confidence returning to her voice as she now knows you like her too. She bursts out laughing suddenly, putting a hand over her mouth, her cheeks rosy. “I was actually a little stressed because I didn’t know how to tell you, but this date was a good idea after all.”

“So, this…was a real date?”, You ask nervously, still a bit overwhelmed by everything.

“Of course,”, she smiles, “even if neither of us confessed this would have been a real date”.

You smile too now, the weight of the world finally lifted off your back for good, you hadn’t felt this relieved in a long time.

“Come with me to my place”, Solar suddenly says while paying for the food, looking at you seriously.

“Huh?”, you feel like you didn’t hear her right.

“Let’s go to my place now, if you don’t mind”, she repeats.

“You mean…..”, you blush as you think about what Solar is implying. Was she really wanting to-

“Yeah, the other girls are out, we could watch a movie, order some food later. Is that fine with you”, She explains.

“Y-yes”, you basically squeak, feeling a bit stupid over your misinterpretation.

The next few hours go much smoother, Solar takes you back to her place, you both play some games and pass the time, a couple hours later you both flip through the tv to see what movies you want to watch and eventually choose one. Solar meanwhile ordered some pizza and chicken wings; she insisted that chicken wings are much better choice to eat while watching movies compared to popcorn. Everything is going well, you don’t even feel awkward, nervous, or self-conscious, not even when she shifted closer and put her arm around you. Everything was going perfectly, until you started to feel cold, you didn’t say anything, maybe it would pass soon. But it didn’t. However, you didn’t want to ruin the nice moment and decided to firm it but Solar had other plans and out of nowhere grabbed your hand and then looked at you.

“Y/N, your hands…are you feeling cold?”, she asked worriedly.

“Uh, a little but its okay”, you say trying not to shiver.

“You…you don’t have to pretend! Look at yourself!”, she scolds, “Theres a blanket in my room, just bring it and don’t feel afraid to ask for anything else!”

You do as she says and go over to her room, tentatively, looking all over and finding it really pretty. This is Solar’s room, and you are in it. It makes you feel a bit giddy for some reason. You pick her up blanket and take it to the couch, “isn’t this too big for me?”

“Silly, it’s for me too”, She laughs, her eyes showing hints of mischief.

“Oh”, you feel yourself blushing yet again as she snuggles next to you, the setting much more intimate now, you covered in Solar’s blanket up to your neck while she’s practically on top of you. It suddenly becomes really hard to focus on the movie, especially when you can feel her soft breaths down your neck, you stiffen and try not to focus on her but the more you try the harder it becomes. You consider shifting a bit but that’s when your world turns upside down, Solar pushes you back a little, her expression difficult to read, puts one hand on your cheek turning it ever so slightly so you face her and begins to lean in. Was this really happening? Solar about to kiss you?! You weren’t ready for this! If she kisses you now-

The moment her lips connect with your, you lose track of everything, closing your eyes reflexively, it’s a sensation unlike anything you have ever felt before, your whole-body tingles, it feels like electric currents are being sent over to you, your brain melting and before you know it you are already feeling out of breath in just a few moments. A few seconds later, Solar pulls away, smiling, “I kinda wanted to do that for a while now”.

You were speechless, completely red with embarrassment and could barely look at her without feeling some type of way.

She giggles at your shyness and lifts your face again, “More?”, she asks teasingly, knowing exactly what the answer was. You shyly nod and she immediately begins to kiss you again, a bit more tenderly this time yet filled with passion and you slowly gain the courage to kiss her back. The innocent kiss was now slowly turning in a full blown make out session, the two of panting, unable to look away from each other, in each other’s arms. She then takes it one step further, kissing you again but this time her hand drifts under your shirt, causing you to moan almost instantly. She smirks at your reaction and pushes you back, so you are laying down now and climbs on top of you. You just lay back and let her be in complete control, watching as she quickly takes off her shirt before kissing you again.

It wasn’t till when she started taking off your clothes that you realized again that this wasn’t really a dream. “W-w-wait!”, you say, panicking a little as you realize how unprepared you feel.

“Too far?”, Solar questions, stopping immediately, “Sorry.”

“No, it’s not that, just…my first time really doing-”, you mumble, covering your face a little as it reddens.

Solar just smiles and gently uncovers your face and gets close, “We can go as far as you want, we can stop whenever you want”.

“No, I’m ok”, you say with determination.

She nods, biting her lip, “Good”. She then started to kiss your neck and that in itself was something that you were content with going on for the rest of the night. As she begins to go eventually begins to move lower, down to your chest, taking her sweet time, exploring each and every bit of you before moving ahead. As she began to squeeze, fondle, and grope your breasts mercilessly, you finally began to moan. However, she moves on, much to your disappointment even if it lasts a few moments before spreading your legs and instead of going for your pussy, instead goes on to kiss and suck on your inner thighs, earning a gasp from you as you felt the air knocked out of you. This was a completely new sensation for you and your hands automatically moved to Solar’s head. She seemed unfazed and continued to tease you, moving ever so close to your entrance just to pull back again. You were already turned on before but now you were absolutely drenched, so the teasing was actually starting to feel like torture.

Solar didn’t seem to care about that though, she was completely focused on your thighs. Finally, after what seemed like forever, she turned her attention to your pussy, tracing her finger gently along it before looking up at you, “Y/N, I’m going to make you scream my name until your throat is hoarse”. Before you can even process what Solar said, she dived right in, tasting you while her hands played with your tits. Your head falling back immediately as shocks of pleasure began to make your body jolt all over, your legs closing around Solar’s head as you tried to keep track of what was happening. It was useless though. You were already panting and couldn’t even make a sound despite your mouth wide open. Solar then began to focus on your clit and that’s when your eyes began to roll back, it had barely been a few minutes, but you were already close to cumming, gripping her head tighter, you finally managed to find your voice back, screaming out for Solar, letting her know you are close. She doesn’t seem fazed in the slightest and only proceeds to stop playing with your tits and instead pushes two fingers inside you, causing you to scream out her name again and cum immediately.

Panting heavily as you come down from the high, you cover your mouth as you nearly scream again since Solar didn’t even slow down the whole time, continuing to finger you while, teasing, licking, and sucking your clit. Soon enough it feels like you are going to cum again, already feeling overwhelmed you couldn’t even focus on holding her head with your legs or hands and instead just slumped back as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you, “Solar….”, you weakly moan.

She just pushes her fingers knuckle deep into you while also adding a third one, “I thought I told you to scream”. She receives no reply as you could only squeak and scream gibberish as you came again, your hips buckling and legs shaking. Solar still didn’t stop, her face coated with all your juices, her hair messy from you gripping it earlier. In what seemed like under a minute you came yet again, for the third time in total, your body going limp, jolting from pleasure as you process it. You are a complete mess, your hair disheveled, your throat dry and your legs shaking. That’s when Solar stops, pulling out her fingers, giving your pussy one last lick, top to bottom before pulling away and getting on top of you, kissing you passionately.

“I told you didn’t I”, She said, seemingly proud of her efforts. You have no response as you just focus on catching your breath, your body flushing red from all the exertion. She brings you some water which you gratefully gulp down. She down lays next to you, cuddling you which you love. You were feeling extremely tired, and some cuddles were exactly what you needed but there was a question nagging you at the back of head. “Are-are we dating now?”

Solar bursts into laughter and you could have sworn you saw her blush just the tiniest bit, “Of course, we literally confessed earlier today, and I spent the last 30 minutes-”

“Okay! I got it!”, you interrupt and hide your face in her shoulder.

She continues to laugh and puts her arm around you, stroking your back while teasing you. You both spend the next few minutes talking, cuddling, and teasing each other. You didn’t even realize you had fallen asleep until you woke up hours later, the rising sun blinding you for a moment through the windows and that’s when you notice Solar, still cuddling into you, sleeping. You smile happily as you recall yesterday and that the two of you were officially dating. However, your thoughts were interrupted when you heard someone call for Solar, a voice you recognized, Wheein.

You panic, what if she sees you and Solar in this state? You quickly shake Solar awake and tell her the situation. She seems hazy for a moment before jumping out and quickly putting on her shirt but as she’s putting it on, Wheein walks in the room, you freeze hoping you can’t be seen with the blanket covering you.

“Solar unnie have you seen my-. Did you sleep on the couch again? WAIT! Is that someone- On the couch now? I can’t believe-”

At that point, you apologetically sit up, blanket up to your shoulders, head down in embarrassment and shame, accepting that you might as well face the shame now rather than drag it out.

Wheein stops mid-sentence, “WAIT, Y/N! WHAT ARE YOU? SOLAR UNNIE! HER? I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS, SHES JUST-”

Solar interrupts her, kissing her teeth, “Come on, don’t scream first thing in the morning. And yes, it is Y/N, we are dating now.”

“That’s what you said about the last girl too!”

“Only so you and Byul stopped making a fuss!”

“What last girl?”, you butt in, staring daggers at Solar.

Before either of them reply, Moonbyul and Hwasa walk in looking completely unbothered, asking about why the two girls are fighting and then they see you and their jaws nearly drop to the floor.

“Unnie, you can’t keep doing this”, Moonbyul says, which causes Wheein to look at Solar with a satisfied look.

“What do they mean Solar?”, you ask again.

Solar looks to the ground, swinging her arms nonchalantly, “I guess you can say you aren’t the first person I have been with.”

“Y-you guess?” you say in a shocked tone.

“OKAY, you girls leave and let me explain to her”, Solar says, glaring at the others who at this point realizing that Solar was actually serious about you. That’s when Hwasa starts laughing out loud.

“Unnie when you said that you wanted-”, Hwasa gets cut off.

“Out. Now.”, Solar orders authoritatively. Her tone kinda reminded you of last night and you felt a bit weak in the knees. But managed to compose to yourself when the other left.

“Look, Y/n, no point in lying or hiding, you aren’t the first person I’ve been with”. She tries to brush it off but does look a bit nervous for your response.

You take a deep breath, “I kinda expected that”, you say with a teasing smile, “but it’s really irresponsible of you to let your new girlfriend find out about something like this one day into the relationship.”

Solar looks at you in surprise and then sighs in relief when she realizes you aren’t really mad but just teasing.

“But how many others were there?”, you ask, your curiosity and jealousy get the better of you.

Solar just sheepishly smiles, “I think you should dress up and be more presentable, I can give you a shirt if you want.”

“Hey! Answer me!”, you playfully demand, shocked that she would just ignore your question like that.

Solar just suddenly kisses you in response, “A-a….a few but you are the only one who’s become my girlfriend”, leaving you speechless and making you wonder if you should be happy or shocked.

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coldfanbou · 2 years

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The Assistant

A little piece for you all. I don't have much else to say, we got just a little degradation, a throat fuck. Uh well, have a good day everyone!

Length 1.5K

Solar x M Reader

Walking into the giant lecture hall, you read a sign posted on the front door that says the class after yours has moved to another room. As you enter, you put that thought in the back of your head. Setting your stuff up for the class that begins in a few minutes, you sit at the desk next to the professor’s, waiting for the professor to arrive. The time the class starts comes and goes, and the professor has yet to arrive. You stand up and introduce yourself to the class, explaining that you’re the class's teaching assistant and a graduate school student. You start to review the PowerPoint you had ready in case this happened. The class goes well for the first half until the professor shows up. Professor Solar of the music theory courses has finally arrived. She stumbles through the doors and slowly makes her way down. “Sorry, class, I am your professor for the semester. I had some trouble getting here today; the walk here is killing me.” She announces to the class. She chose to wear a green top and skirt with a leather jacket, it might have covered her up quite a bit, but you were imagining what she was wearing under that. As she arrives at her desk, she whispers, “I told you to take it easy yesterday. I can barely walk.”

“That’s not what I remember hearing; I kept hearing you say, “fuck me harder.” She scowls at you for a second before asking where you were in the PowerPoint before taking over for the rest of the class. As the class ends and all the students have left, you grab Solar’s ass as she bends over, trying to move things around on the computer. She lets out a slight moan before snapping to look at you. “What do you think you’re doing!?”

“Well, the class that was supposed to be here after ours got moved to another building, so we have some alone time here.” You grin at her and continue to grope her. “We’re supposed to be fuck buddies, and we both know you want more.” You can still faintly hear her moans as much as she tries to stifle them. Positioning yourself behind her, you grab her hips and grind against her. “Come on, professor, can’t you feel how hard I am for you? Don’t you want my cock again? You were begging for it all night.” Her hands on the desk clench into fists.

“Fuck” When she tries to stand up straight, you move your hands to her small tits and pussy. She can’t hold in her moans any longer and lets them echo in the large hall. “Just fuck me already; you already know I want it.” You lift her skirt and get a good look at her ass and pussy as you notice she didn’t wear any panties.

“Oh, were you hoping I’d do this, professor?” You tease.

“Shut up.” Pulling your cock out, you rub the head against the lips of Solar’s pussy. You hear her whimper as she feels you at her entrance. You thrust forward purposely, making your cock slide along her folds instead of going inside, her juices making your cock slick. You continue sliding along her pussy; you smile, feeling the soft waves of pleasure and knowing that Solar hates being teased like this. “Come on, just do it already.” She says in an annoyed tone.

“I want you to beg like last night; let me hear you beg for my cock Solar.” You push the head of your cock inside, Solar gasps as she finally feels you enter her. However, you rob her of any more of your cock, pulling out instead. She lets out a whine when she feels you pull out.

“Fine! Fuck me with your huge cock, stretch my pussy, fill me up!” She screams out, having grown frustrated with your teasing.

“See, that wasn’t so hard.” You impale Solar with your cock, ramming yourself into her. Solar’s moan fills the room as she finally gets what she wants. Solar smiles as she feels you inside her. You start pounding her pussy, and feel it stretch around your cock. Solar bends further over her desk, holding onto the edges as her body lurches forwards with each thrust. You can feel Solar’s walls clench down on your cock, as she cums. “Cumming already Solar? You lasted a lot longer last night.” You push her head into her desk as you keep thrusting. Her eyes are half-lidded, and drool runs down her face as she mumbles to herself.

It’s difficult to hear, but you can make out the words “Fuck me harder, knock me up.” She keeps repeating those words. You slow down your thrusts but put a lot more force behind them; her ass shakes violently with each one. With each thrust, you force Solar’s pussy into the shape of your cock. Her moans grow louder as she nears her climax. You stop your thrusts, and she slowly stirs. “Wh-why did you stop?”

“You already got to cum once; I think I deserve to get one myself. So suck my dick until I get close, then you’ll get yours.” Solar falls to her knees in front of you. “No, no, no, get on the desk.” You pull Solar up and have her lay on the table, her head hanging off the edge. Solar has her mouth wide open as you slide your cock down her throat. Her warm and wet throat is wrapped tightly around your cock, and you see her throat bulge as when your cock is inside her throat. You groan in pleasure as you start to thrust into her throat. “You’re just a little slut aren’t you, Solar? You love being treated like a fleshlight, don’t you?” Solar nods as her tongue tries to lap at whatever it can reach. Your balls end up slapping against Solar’s face with each thrust. You feel close to cumming, and pull your cock from her throat. As you pull out of her throat, her drool drops off your cock and onto her face. Solar laughs as she relishes being used. You reach the other end of the table and pull her body toward you. Lining yourself up, you slam yourself back into Solar.

She groans, “Oh fuck, I love your cock, baby. Fuck me like the slut I am.” You start bucking your hips, your cock splitting apart Solar’s walls as you do. You tear open Solar’s shirt and start teasing her nipples. Your tongue circles them slowly before you take them in your mouth, sucking on them. “Fuck, baby, I’m going to cum soon.” You start thrusting faster; grabbing at Solar’s waist, you pull her toward you driving your cock deeper into her. You feel yourself coming close to your orgasm.

“I’m going to cum inside you; take all my cum, Solar.”

Solar’s eyes widen, and she yells, “Do it, cum inside me, knock me up like the whore I am!” Still holding onto Solar’s waist, you slam her body onto your cock and have your seed rush into her tight pussy. At the same time, Solar’s pussy clamps down on your cock, milking it as much as possible. You stay inside her for a moment, wanting to make sure your cum is inside her. After you pull out, you grab some tissues and start cleaning the place up, leaving Solar on the desk as cum slowly starts leaking out of her.

“Earth to Solar, we have about 10 minutes before the next class starts to come in. We have to go, so clean yourself up as much as you can; unless you want to walk around with cum flowing out of you and drool on your face like that SinB girl I’ve heard about.” Solar slowly starts to stir and clean herself up. She zips up her leather jacket to cover her chest now that her shirt has been shredded. Solar goes back to her usual self soon enough.

As she starts to walk out, you see her stumble. “Fuck, you did a number on me.”

You grab your stuff and go to help her. “I always do Solar. So about me getting you pregnant.” You tease.

“Shut up; I can’t help what I say when you start fucking me. Now help me back to my car. I’m canceling my classes for the next few days.”

“You sure you don’t want to go another round at your place? You know, considering you’re taking a break.”

“Fuck no, I’m going to need to rest after how hard you fucked me.”

“What about your ass then? I haven’t fucked that yet.”

Solar pauses for a moment, the idea of you taking her ass arousing her. “I’ll think about it.” You get Solar to her car and then go to her private office to adjust the schedule for her classes.

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purecantarella · 2 years

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Call Me Yours

on a little bit of a spree to finish off the kinktober fics!! so here's another one for you lovelies!! kim solar x reader disclaimer/s : smut. i suggest going to read some fluffier or angstier content

Solar was proud, she never liked admitting her faults. She rarely had many faults, she was a public figure. The group's leader. The singer needed to be on top of everything and hold her head up high. She represented a unit.

Then you strolled into her life, challenging her in ways she never thought of. Like tonight.

The singer cries out for the nth time of the evening, her voice hoarse and breath ragged. Your fingers curling in her cunt slowly, just enough to have her screaming your name. Your lips leaving lingering kisses on her jaw with a knowing smirk.

"I know you want to cum, princess..." You whisper against her blushing skin. You pull away from her a little, watching as her mouth fell wide open as drool dribbled down her chin. Pleasure wracking her mind as she lost control of her body. You lick the trail from her chin to the corner of her lip, nipping down on her lower lip only making her groan louder. "And I can let you, if you'd give me what I want."

"All you have to do is say it..." You pull your fingers from her overheating center, Solar screams in pure frustration before lifting her head to glare into your eyes. She's seething as she grinds her hips down onto the plush of the comforter, trying to reach her high. You take her hips in your hand, forcefully keeping her in place. Your grip so tight you're sure it'll leave marks on her pristine skin. "...Tell me you're mine. Admit that I'm the only one who can make you feel this fucking good, Solar." You husk as you stare into her dark, clouded eyes.

You pull her into a searing kiss, your teeth clashing with hers and tongues meeting messily as she moans. The hands on your back clawing violently, making you hiss. Her nails leave hot marks all over your skin, sure to be sore in the morning.

Kim Solar will always fight you for these things.

You pull away and look down at her smiling wickedly at you, her lips turning a fiery red from the harsh meeting. You sneer as she says with emphasis. "Never."

A dark chuckle falls from your lips as you readjust yourself above her, your free hand dancing down to her hot and probably red cunt. Barely grazing the skin before her confident demeanor shatters and she cries out desperately. Your fingers are feather light as they circle around her center, always just missing her clit and the wetness that had accumulated for the hour of denial.

"You're going to break eventually, baby." You tease, leaning down to suck on her hickey-ridden chest, her nipple swirling against your tongue. Solar's body jump-starting again as your fingers dutifully plunged into her heat, pumping in and out as your mouth worked hard on her chest.

Solar's hands weaved up and into your hair tugging as her hips ground against your long fingers. She cries out and feels her pussy clench as you bump against the spongey spot in her, the heel of your hand ramming against the bud of her cunt. Her eyes water as she feels her orgasm piling on...but she knows you can tell.

Your movements slow again, and your hand slowly inches out of her. As proud as she was, she couldn't spend another half hour repeating this. Not again. Her other hand tops yours over her needy cunt, begging, "No. Please, Y/n...N/nnnnn..." She whines as you smirk against her.

Popping her abused nipple from your lips you smile at her, your lips closing in on hers. "Tell me what I want to hear..." You peck her lips, gentle and loving, "Tell me the truth and I'll fuck you dumb, Solar." Another peck, longer than the last one. She enjoys the attention for a moment before you pull away. "I promise."

Solar smiles, finally conceding to your game. She wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you in for a long, passionate kiss. One so intense it left you breathless as she pulled away, almost missing the words that fell from her lips. "You win. You, Y/F/N, are the only one who can make me feel this good, this wanted, this desperate..." The singer pulls you in for another kiss when she whispers against your lips, "Call me yours, baby."

You smirk before nodding, "You're all mine, Solar..." You piston your fingers into her at a blinding pace, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she chants your name. You kiss your way to her ear, bitting down on her lobe, "And I'll make you and the whole world fucking remember it."

Her moans echo through the room, raising in volume as her climax swiftly approached, your arm cramping with how hard and fast it was moving. Solar's hips stuttered intensely as she whined against your neck, "I'm coming...! Y/n! Yes! Yes! Oooooooooh fuck!"

You smile as you feel her entire body tense up, her voice blaring in your ear momentarily deafening you as her cunt tightened around your fingers. Her entire body collapses onto the bed tiredly, her chest heaving and a small whimper falling from her lips as you pull your drenched digits out.

"That was the most I've cum my entire life..." She pants tiredly before you nod at her enthusiastically, laughing softly. "Yeah I can tell." Solar makes an attempt to kick you only to flail about making you laugh even harder. She whines embarrassed.

You eye your hand, lifting it up to suck your fingers, while she watches you intently, moaning at the taste of her wetness. She smiles sleepily as you sidle up beside her, staring down at her with complete adoration. You lean down, pecking her lips chastely before whispering, "You're all mine, then?"

Solar giggles, taking your cheek in her hand, stroking your cheekbone gently, "All yours."

i quite liked this one, got a little lost in the middle but i got there i think HAHAHAHA okay, okay!! not too many of these left but i will finish my prompt list for you all 💓 i love you all so, so much!! i hope you're all taking care and i will see you all vv soon. byeeee - r

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peachybun-bun · 2 years

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Decanting

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pairing; kim yong-sun (solar) x f reader

genre; smut (minors dni)

notes/warnings; wlw, oral receiving and giving, fingering, thigh riding, pet names

word count; 2190 and some change

song inspiration; suho - decanting

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Muffling your laugh, you bite down on your bottom lip as Yong-sun’s lips run under your ear in small kisses. Her own laugh echoes as your fingers trail along her sides gently, pulling up her top and exposing her soft skin to the air in the room as the two of you lean up against the wall.

A soft moan slips from your lips as Yong-sun’s teeth catch the lobe of your ear, before she pulls away to look at you. You can’t help the breathless feeling that almost overwhelms you as you freeze in her gaze. A small smirk crosses her lips as she links her fingers with yours and leads you towards the bedroom. She only glances back at you once she reaches the bed and pulls you closer to her. “You are so pretty tonight.”

Cheeks burning at her compliments, you lean your head back and bite at your lip laughing, before shaking your head and meeting her eyes as you bring your free hand back to her side. Your fingers once again slide under her shirt to find purchase along her smooth skin, making her shiver slightly at the contact. “I’m serious…I could just drink you up.”

“That’s pretty cheesy, Yong-sun.”

It was her turn to laugh, and her laugh was like music to your ears. Her fingers drop from yours, only to move to your sides, sliding your shirt up so she could touch your skin like you were touching hers. “You like it. All the cheesy romantic stuff. It turns you on. Admit it…”

You can’t hide the way your flesh heats up under her touch, the way your smile is more genuine at her words. There was no way you could lie to her even if you wanted to. Shaking your head, your fingernails gently scratch over the top of her hips, before bringing your fingers to the front of her jeans, making her smile as you undo the button silently.

“I should make you speak to me before I let you in my pants.”

A scoff falls from your lips, but Yong-sun laughs at your reaction, before her hands move to take your wrists, making you whine when you are unable to complete your task. “Yong-sun…please, I want to see you.”

You turn as she holds your wrists, her movements causing you to walk backward until the back of your knees hit the bed. “And I want to see you. I think I should get to go first. Only seems fair, since you are being so shy.”

You pout slightly as you let Yong-sun lay you back on the bed, only making her laugh again as she lets go of your wrists in place of your shirt. Your arms lift as you arch your body giving her space to peel the fabric from your torso, only to watch her toss it over her head without a single care. “I’m going to be the one picking up all of these clothes later.”

Yong-sun grins at you as her fingers walk gently along your skin over the lace of your bra, before she circles your nipple making it perk up at her attention. “Stop thinking about the clothes and focus on me, baby.”

You lick your lips while her lips press to your neck in one gentle kiss, before she pulls back to look at you again. “Lean up.”

Nodding, you sit up on your elbows as Yong-sun reaches behind you to unclasp your bra and kiss along your shoulder, making you close your eyes when chill bumps spread along your skin quickly.

“Yong-sun…” Your voice is just a whisper but it’s loud enough for her to turn her head towards you dropping your bra to the floor next to the bed.

“I know.” Her fingers glide along your jaw and into your hair as her lips find yours, her tongue gently gaining entrance into your mouth as her free hand glides along the underside of your breast. “So pretty and all mine.”

Your cheeks flush as you deepen the kiss to keep her quiet until you finally sit up and pull at her shirt when she finally lifts her arms. Your hands glide along her sides as her lips fail to find yours once more as it’s her turn to moan.

Yong-sun’s head falls back and you watch her in awe as your thumbs slide over her bare breasts, before you lower your head to run your tongue over one in a slow circle. Her fingers smooth down your hair as her breath quickens. Her tongue flicks over her lips as she moves to straddle your lap, giving you more access to her body. “This wasn’t the plan, Y/N.”

You can’t help but smile against her soft skin as you move in, softly sucking kisses to her other breast, only glancing up at her briefly before you suck lightly on her pert nipple, making her moan your name softly. She rolls her hips down over yours, begging for friction. The friction that you want to give her so badly and get in return.

Yong-sun’s fingers run along your arms as your mouth works over her skin, moving from each breast, giving each one equal attention. Her brain fuzzy with only you and the want for more as arousal builds, her hips moving in slow circles over your thigh. You moan against her warm skin before glancing up at her when her hand carefully jerks your head back to get your attention. “I want out of these jeans, and I need you so fucking much.”

You can’t help the smug smirk that crosses your lips as Yong-sun narrows her eyes at you. Her free hand moves to grip your jaw, her thumb gliding along your lips, before she presses a long deep kiss to your lips and slides from your lap. Her eyes never leave yours as you watch her breathlessly. Her hands push her jeans and panties down her legs carefully as she almost seems to shimmy in place, making your brain spin with ideas of watching her move her hips.

Almost as if she can read your mind, a smirk crosses her lips as she tilts her head and sways her hips, almost exaggerated as she walks toward you. “Now lay down. I won’t ask twice.”

You narrow your eyes playfully, before she pushes at your shoulders and begins walking her fingers down your body. Carefully manicured short nails trace your nipples, before dipping into your belly button, and finally resting at the clasp to slowly undo.

Yong-sun’s eyes never leave yours as she slowly peels the rest of your clothes from your body. She only looks away to admire you as you arch your back to the feeling of the air hitting your body sending a shiver through you. “Cold, baby?” Her fingers slide over your thighs and down to your knees, before she pushes your legs apart, letting her eyes travel over your wet core.

You watch as Yong-sun’s tongue flicks out to wet her lips as she shakes her head and looks back at you. “I’ll warm you up. Look how pretty you are.”

A moan is cut short as you press your lips together when she runs her fingers between your folds, before pressing gently against your entrance. Her eyes find your face again as she smiles circling the pad of her thumb around your clit and working two fingers slowly into you. “Oh please don’t do that, baby. I want to hear you moan. I love it so much. I want to know how good I am making you feel. Do you like this?”

Nodding, you let your mouth part into another moan of her name with a soft yes as her free hand massages your inner thigh.

“Yeah? A bit more?” Her voice is as soft as yours before she presses her lips to your thigh and kisses up to meet her hand, replacing her thumb with her mouth, making you arch off the bed.

Your eyes flutter shut as your fingers lace with her free hand as she sends you over the edge, causing you to almost feel dizzy. Yong-sun smiles against your warm, wet core before running her tongue from your entrance to your clit as she slides her fingers from you slowly. Her eyes watching you writhe from almost being overstimulated, before she carefully moves to sit up and suck her fingers clean with a happy sound.

Struggling to catch your breath for only a moment, you watch your smug girlfriend lick her fingers clean, before moving quickly making her gasp into a laugh as you quickly pin her to the bed and nudge her nose with yours. “You are feisty now.”

You can’t help but to smile on Yong-sun’s lips before kissing her slowly, your teeth tugging at her bottom lip as you slot your thigh between her legs and press up against her wet folds, making her moan against your deep kiss.

“Y/N…I need more.” Her voice muffled against your lips.

You nod and slide your fingers along her sides making her giggle into the kiss as you smile on her lips. Your hips move to roll your thigh against her core as she pants into soft moans. “What do you want, Yong-sun? My fingers? Or my mouth?” With your free hand moving into her hair, you let your thumb run along her warm cheek as she lifts her hips to rock her core against your hip, trying to chase an orgasm that was hard to find in this position. “Tell me, beautiful…or are you shy now?”

She scoffs on your lips and hisses as you nip at her lips, before opening her eyes to look up at you and letting out a louder moan as your thigh hits her perfectly, causing friction against her clit. “Oh god…your mouth. I want your mouth. Please?”

You smile against her jaw, before pressing gentle kisses along her neck and slowly working your way down her body.

Yong-sun whines gently as her fingers run through your hair as your hands hold the back of her thighs, sliding her legs apart. Her toes press into the bedding as she meets your eyes when you glance up from between her thighs. “Fuck…”

You can’t help but to smile at the one word before your eyes close and your mouth is on her. One hand holds Yong-sun’s hips to the bed as the fingers of your free hand separate her folds, carefully giving you more access as you devour her like she is your last meal.

You can’t help but echo her loud moans that fill your ears as you suck lightly at her clit, sending vibrations through her body. She was like a finely tuned instrument, and you know every single note. Circling her clit once with your tongue, you move your attention to her entrance, unable to resist another selfish moan at how sweet she tastes.

“Y/N…I’m gonna cum. Baby…please.”

You glance up as Yong-sun tries to arch on the bed, only to be pushed back down by your hand on her hips as your tongue dives into her, your thumb circling her clit, pushing her over that edge as you almost beg her to cum for you. Her moans fill the room like a wave as Yong-sun’s hips roll towards your mouth when she cums. You can’t help but pull her that much closer, not wanting to waste a drop as her fingers pull at your hair.

Hips slowly stop moving as your tongue runs in almost kitten-like licks over sensitive skin, before you pull away to press kisses to Yong-sun’s thighs when she laughs and runs her hands through her hair. “Come up here and kiss me. If your lips aren’t on mine in 10 seconds, I’m kicking you out of this bed.”

You laugh and crawl up her body in the bed and press your wet lips to hers, making her moan. She tastes herself on your lips and shakes her head as she wraps her legs with yours. “Incredible. I’m not sure I would trust myself to walk right now.”

Another laugh escapes your lips as you run your fingers over her side and kiss her lips gently between kisses, before nudging her nose with yours playfully. “I think you are just saying that because you don’t want to help me pick up clothes.”

Yong-sun laughs and presses her head back against the pillows with a sigh, raising a brow as her fingers lazily run over your arm. Her eyes full of mirth, you can see how much love is laced in them as she bites her lips and shrugs. “You caught me. Just stay in bed with me. I love you too much to let go right now.”

You sigh and let her tug you closer, laying your head on the pillow next to her as you both turn to the side. Gentle kisses and laughter are all that are left in the room as the two of you hold each other so close it's hard to tell where one begins and one ends.

#solar smut #mamamoo smut #ficscafe #solar x f reader #solar x reader #mamamoo x reader #mamamoo x f reader #yongsun smut #yongsun x reader #yongsun x f reader #kim yongsun smut

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hotlink907 · 1 year

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What do you think Mamamoo's opinions on edging are?

Edging is another one of my favorites kinks actually! I've written quite a few stories about it, but not too many Mamamoo ones. Hardly any Mamamoo actually.

Solar: Loves it! Both giving and receiving. Solar is a wild time in bed, and for her, edging lets her extend the fun. She loves winding her partner up and getting them really needy and whiny. Of course, she always lets them have a massive orgasm at the end. The edging is the way to get there! She also likes receiving it. She's not too whiny--she's got good control over herself, so if you get her to break, it's a big deal!

Moonbyul: Moonbyul is experienced but oh so caring and kind. She knows what edging is and she's really good at it, but she's not sure she wants to do it to you. If you can convince her that you want it though... then you better watch it. Because she knows you so well, and her hands are like magic. She'll have you begging in no time.

Wheein: Wheein isn't really into doing it, but she loves having it done to her. She's like putty in your hands, and it doesn't take much to break her demeanor and really get her whining for your touch. She loves feeling how much she wants you.

Hwasa: Oh, you're in trouble with Hwasa. The queen of edging. She won't even let you know she's going to do it--one second you'll be on the brink of orgasm, and the next second, you'll be begging her to keep going. She can tell how close you are just by the look on your face, and she's so good at reading your body. For her, it's like a game. She's not necessarily cruel (unless you want her to be!), but she loves showing you how much control she can have when she wants.

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lavenderbexlatte · 2 years

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day 11 - mommy kink

mamamoo 1.1k words gender neutral reader insert Reader x Kim Yongsun (Solar) NSFW

🖤 warnings: no pre-negotiation of kink, one very annoying insert 🖤

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Like so many things that involve her, it started as a joke.

Yongsun just takes good care of you. It's just in her nature, to be practical and organized and to get things done. That means that one way or another, she handles things like meals, and laundry, and making sure that the Netflix bill gets paid. Delegates the tasks to you, sometimes, and sometimes just does everything herself to save time.

It's not like you're helpless, of course. You're an adult, capable enough, and you can do anything she asks.

But she does take good care of you.

That's why, when she comes into the living room where you've set up camp to finish this last task for work with two bowls of dinner that she cooked at some point while you were buried in tasks and graphs, the angel that she is, you smirk at her.

"Thanks, Mom."

She scoffs. "Please."

There's no greater joy in life than being just a little bit annoying to the people you love, so you just take the bowl and double down.

"I really am thankful," you say, "I would starve to death without you, Mom."

"Ah, seriously...you're gonna make me feel old. You wanna give me a complex? Is that what you want?"

She's being dramatic, all loud voice and waving spoon, but she's grinning over the top of her bowl as she sits down near you, so you figure you're okay.

"I'm just showing how much you mean to me."

"Then be less weird about it," she mutters, around her food.

"Oh, yeah, you got it," you muse, "Thanks, Mommy."

When her eyes meet yours again, wide and round and shocked, you know you've won. But not quite in the way you expected.

You meant it to be another joke, in the same vein as calling her Mom, but you have to admit...the implication is different. Mom, as in, someone who helps your household run and nags you and is infinitely more responsible than you are, on average.

Mommy, on the other hand...

"Don't do that!" Yongsun complains.

"Don't do what?"

"Just...say stuff like that so casually!"

You lean toward her, meal forgotten. "Why?"

"Because - because-"

Things have gotten very innuendo-heavy, very quickly, and you're not hating it.

"Because you like it."

She's not shy at the worst of times, and she's not shy now. "Yeah, I do! And I'm trying to eat!"

You grin. "We could reschedule dinner."

"It'll get cold."

"I don't mind."

"I do," Yongsun mutters. "I'm eating first."

"First, implying that we're gonna-"

"You know what, go to your room!" she orders, trying an failing to keep a straight face.

God, she's the best. Commitment to the bit, always.

You don't even have to fake your pout. "Right now?"

"Without dinner!" she affirms.

"Damn. Unfair."

She waves you away. "Go wait for me, I'll be there soon. You know, since you don't want to eat."

"Oh, I wanna eat-"

"Go!"

"Yes, Mommy," you say, leaving your bowl and all but skipping away.

You can hear Yongsun groaning as you tuck yourself away in the bedroom, and you can't help the evil laugh at your own genius. It's not your first time pulling out this one on her, but the other times were in the thick of it in the bedroom, and aside from the usual debrief afterwards, it never came up. Utilizing something that you know she likes, on the fly like this...genius.

You're on the bed, on your phone, scrolling Instagram, when she comes in.

"If you're grounded, you can't be on your phone," she says.

"You didn't ground me. You sent me to my room."

Yongsun rolls her eyes. "It was implied."

Even so, you toss your phone to the side. "The being parented part isn't sexy, you know."

"You started it."

"I did," you agree. "Sorry, Mommy."

"And now I'm finishing it," she says, voice silky.

Ah, here we go. The fun part.

"If you're gonna call me that, you're gonna listen to me," she says.

"Yong, if you don't want to play, just tell me to stop," you check in gently.

"What was that?" she says, looking every bit the part, expectant and disappointed. "That's not the name you wanna call me so badly."

Oh. Guess she does want to play.

"Sorry."

"Sorry...?"

"Sorry, Mommy," you say easily.

It's not something you do often, not a necessity in the bedroom by any means, but damn it is fun to throw power dynamics like this into the game.

Yongsun grins, playful and dangerous, flipping her long dark hair over one shoulder and out of the way. "You really wanna do it this way?"

"Isn't it fun?"

"It is," she agrees. "But only if you're good."

"I'm never good."

The other times you've pulled out the mommy stuff on Yongsun, it's been in moments where you needed more. More careful attention, more focus, more collaboration on making you feel good. She isn't shy about taking what she needs, as aggressive in her pursuits of pleasure as she is in her work. So sometimes you find that asking her to shift to a caretaking role, as it were, balances things out again. Remind her that give and take is partially give.

"My baby must be pretty desperate, to pull out the provocation like that, out of nowhere," she observes.

Maybe you are. Maybe you didn't even notice how much you'd wanted her. But you notice now, your arousal impossible to ignore as she cages you in on the bed, carefully moves your phone to the bedside table to protect it.

"I don't want you to do all the work," you protest.

"Why not?" Yongsun asks, amused.

She's got you on your back now, and she follows you down.

"It's not fair, for you to do everything and me to just...you know. Take it."

"That's part of this, isn't it?" - she snaps the band of your shorts against your hip - "I get to take care of you, the way you like..." - she pulls the shorts down, all at once - "And you get to thank me for it."

"But I wanna - you deserve-"

"Oh, come on. Let Mommy take care of you," she says, and it manages to be sugary-sweet and completely derisive at the same time.

You started this, and she's gonna make it hell for you. Half-naked against her, still in her full outfit from the day, jewelry and all, you feel all the more exposed by comparison.

"Okay," you breathe.

"Ah - remember what I said," she tuts. "I do, you thank."

"Thank you."

Yongsun tilts her head, pitying, like you're not that bright. "Is that it?"

"What else-"

"How about, 'thank you Mommy, for taking care of me even though I ruined dinner because I'm too horny to wait'?" she muses.

"That's a mouthful."

"You're a handful."

Touche.

If this is how she's playing it before you've even fully begun, you shudder to think what she's going to put you through over the rest of the night.

You can't wait.

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misswoozi · 11 months

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These first 2 pics have such big strap energy 🎮

https://www.instagram.com/p/CsxcbzPvHqu/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

BRUH

#I DONT USUALLY SHIP THESE TWO #BUT WOAH #YOU'RE ONTO SOMETHING #I might become a late in life Solar/Hwasa shipper #Mamamoo smut #Solar smut #Hwasa smut #Xbox anon

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sexualmamamoosnaps · 1 year

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MTL into vibrators/toys

Name: Kim Yongsun (Solar)

Name: Ahn Hyejin (Hwasa)

Name: Jung Wheein

Name: Moon Byulyi (Moonbyul)

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slowlydifferentbluebird · 8 months

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Past weeks update 👀

It has been such a long time since I posted on here my favourites pics these beauties have update on their IG, so...time to work, I guess 🙈

First of all, we have our lovely leader, Haseul. I've never been too familiar with all Loona member but lately they all have been wrecking me and obviously the leader had to take the lead in that😵‍💫

Then Dawon reminds us that she's hot and fit af. The combination of face, booba and abs really destroy me. Also the gap between her legs? Such an incredible feature👀

Next we have Jisun. This pic has nothing of too explicit but the mommy vibes... she's coming back from the gym to "take care" of you🫠

Obviously this would not be a Zazá post without featuring one of my wives, so just take a look of Mommy Solar. Miss, your outfit is already distracting, can you please keep that tongue away?👅

And last but not least, a fresh update of few minutes ago: Yujeong of Brave Girls. They're such an underrated group, both on vocals and beauty. And since they changed their agency, they have become...more bold 😈

Zazá

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solar-wing · 6 months

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⚣ Five & One 💪🏻

⚣💪🏻 A/N → This is a re-post and, once again, it was inspired by this post by @gone-batty-fics. I'm leaving the full NSFW version up here since it's not that much, so no need for an extra link. I hope you guys enjoy reading this around a second time and sorry if any of you have been missing it. This was my most popular post on my previous account and I'm sad I gotta start it over, but oh well. WARNINGS: Breathplay/Choking, Implied Size Kink, Jealous and Possessive Behavior, Rough Anal, Violence, etc.

⚣💪🏻 Summary → Five times people thought you needed rescuing from your boyfriend, Jason Todd. And the one time, someone needed rescuing from you.

⚣💪🏻 Words → 7.8k

REBLOGS & replies are greatly appreciated, please! 💛

Also, vote in my Omegaverse/Yandere poll here!

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Okay, you got it.

Your boyfriend was a very intimidating and scary guy when he wanted to be. But, that didn’t mean people had to keep asking you if you needed saving like you were some damsel in distress. You weren’t even a damsel! You were a damsmen. Damsman? A Damson?

Oh, forget it. Point still stands, people needed to stop treating you like you needed rescuing. You were fine! Besides, when he wasn’t out hunting criminals, Jason was literally the least threatening person in the world. It was you bitches should be worried about! And if bitches didn’t believe you, bitches could just find out on their own.

Bitch.

The first time wasn’t bad. You considered it actually sweet and could see how under the circumstances someone was not aware of the dynamic between you and the vigilante.

It was a sunny day in Gotham for once. Everyone was out, enjoying the sunshine while having barbecues in the parks, strolling down the street in sunhats and sandals, and going swimming at the local pools. You were no different, seeing the usual moody and depressing atmosphere absent from the sky and deciding immediately to take advantage of it and drag your boyfriend Jason out, making the whole day a date between you two.

You and Jason decided on simple outfits since the sun was out and the temperatures were warmer than usual. You decided on a regular button-up, leaving the top three buttons down to show some skin, which your boyfriend both loved and hated since he could ogle your chest with no shame, but anyone else could do the same. You paired it with some boat shoes and simple shorts that did an excellent job hugging your ‘boo-twah,’ a nickname Jason gave your ass for its large-hand-friendly size, as he liked to say.

“Instead of like boo-tee, it’s boo-TWAH. It’s just out there.” He explained one morning when you had spent the night at his place. Jason, sitting and ogling at his boyfriend in his well-fitted yoga pants and sleeveless hoodie while you made breakfast.

“You are such a nerd.” You laughed at him.

“Well, this nerd scored big,” He responded before landing a heavy smack on your behind, which you chastised him for since he made you almost fling the eggs you were scrambling out of the pan.

Back to the sunny day, Jason dressed simply too but was more relaxed than you. He went for a comfortable pair of joggers, one of his nicer gym shoes, and a tank top covered by a sleeveless hoodie since he got hot easily.

A few months after you and Jason got together, he told you about his double life and his family’s. It explained why when he would spend the night at your house a few times, you’d play doctor while wondering where he was getting all these bruises and wounds. As you and Jason grew closer and began to explore your ‘interest’ in each other’s bodies, you’d find he was actually shy about his body even though the man was built like a tank.

It wasn’t necessarily his body he was ashamed of. It was his scars he actually didn’t like. All things he saw as painful reminders of his more than rough past, especially the bigger ones he had received from Joker. You were patient with him and reminded him at every possible chance that his scars were nothing to be ashamed of. Instead, they were to be celebrated and seen as trophies. Reminders that in the face of everything thrown at him, he came out on top stronger than ever.

Over time, Jason became more confident and comfortable in his body. He bought more shirts, tank tops, and shorts that showed his arms, chest, and legs. Even going as far as cutting the sleeves off some of his hoodies since you owned many pairs, and he loved how they looked on you. He’d prefer to wear yours, but since you were much smaller than him, he’d end up stretching or ripping them. Now, you were no dainty stick or anything like that. You had some meat on your bones and were taller than the average guy. But again, Jason is built like a tank and very much dwarfed you in size.

You weren’t complaining.

He also loved the benefit of the sleeveless hoodies as they made him look more intimidating, which helped whenever he noticed other guys and girls at the gym ogling you a little too long for his liking. He didn’t care who it was, Jason would always look out for and protect you.

Yet, others seemed to see it differently as you walked down the street in Gotham, going in and out of the various stores. You were both sipping on some slushies while chatting about whatever, Jason holding your shopping bags in one hand. You tried to snatch the bags from him multiple times since you didn’t want to feel like Jason was your butler or servant. Besides, you worked out too. Look at your arms! You could carry Jason if you wanted to.

Okay, yes, you knew that was a lie but you were allowed to dream. You’d get there…someday.

“Jason, give me my bag. I can carry it myself!” You said, trying to reach for the bag again.

“Sorry, Bugs, you know the rules. You’re not allowed to carry anything in my presence. Well, except my love for you. That’s heavy enough as it is.” Jason said with a cheeky smile.

You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend’s corny behavior and another one of his nicknames for you. You’d made the mistake of bringing Jason around your best friend during a study session for one of your classes. He revealed your childhood obsession with Looney Tunes and how many times when you reacted to a situation, you were a carbon copy of Bugs Bunny with his sarcasm and behavior.

“Get away from me dude,” You said, putting distance between yourself and the brick wall of a man.

“Ah, get back here.”

Jason grabbed you by your waist and pulled you to his side, nuzzling his face into your neck while tickling your sides.

“Jason, stop!” You shouted in laughter, trying to push him away.

“Never! You are now my hostage.” He joked back with you.

You stood there for a few more seconds wrestling with each other on the sidewalk. Someone should really scold you two for acting so cutesy and loving out and public like that. WE GET IT! You’re in love! Stop rubbing it in our faces.

When you broke apart, you found yourselves outside a bookstore. You saw Jason’s eyes light up even if his face didn’t show it. He turned towards you, giving you his best puppy-dog eyes and pout.

“Oh, get in there you dork. But, don’t max out your dad’s credit card!” You said, successfully pushing him off you.

He leaned down to plant a kiss on your lips before shooting into the store like the Flash. “No promises!” He yelled over his shoulder.

While he was in the store living out his childhood fantasy, you decided to let your ankles rest since you had been on them for a few hours. Jason offered to carry you at one point, and though it was tempting, you declined.

You sat on a nearby bench while scrolling on your phone for a bit. Your head shot up when you spotted someone approaching you from the street. It was two girls, both who looked to be in their late 20s to early 30s, carrying concerned looks on their faces.

“Hi!” You spoke with a smile, waving to the women walking up to you.

“Hey, are you okay?” One of them asked when they got to you.

Now, you had a confused expression on yours.

“I’m sorry?” You responded with a puzzled eyebrow raised.

“We were across the street when we saw that guy grabbing you. We can walk with you to the police station if he’s harassing you.” The other woman said.

‘Were these chicks on crack?’ You thought.

“Um, I think there’s been some confusion–” You started but was interrupted by the door swinging open, an excited Jason springing out of the store.

“BABE! THEY’VE GOT A MINT-CONDITIONED PRIDE & PREJUDICE! Can I get it?! Please!!!” Jason shouted while running up to you and grabbing you by your arms.

You could barely keep off the amused smile on your face while looking around your boyfriend’s shoulder to see the two girls looking shocked and embarrassed by your giant for a boyfriend, begging you for a book like a kid.

Jason turned around as well, seeing the two women staring at you two while he just pulled you closer to his body, wrapping his arms around you.

“Who are your friends, Bugs?”

“Just some nice girls being friendly,” You answered before using your hand to turn Jason’s head back toward you. “Don’t you already have three copies at home, Jason? Why do you need another?”

“Okay, but those are all old copies and are falling apart. This one is BRAND NEW! Never been opened. Please!!!”

You could only sigh at his antics before turning back to the girls, “I’m fine, ladies. But, thank you for asking.”

They both nodded with embarrassment before walking off down the street, Jason watching them with a confused expression before looking down at you.

“What was that about?”

“Don’t worry about it.

This one also wasn’t so bad, but it was still annoying.

Your parents were out of town for a month for their anniversary, so you invited Jason over. When he got there and saw how your cupboards and fridge were damn near empty, he was upset at you for not telling him you had no food and your parents for not supplying you with anything.

Truth be told, they literally just forgot to go before they left. Jason always wondered where you got your forgetfulness from. Now, he knew.

So, he dragged you to your local wholesale store once again with his adoptive father’s credit card to stock and load your cabinets so you wouldn’t go hungry. Well, really so, Jason wouldn’t go hungry since he would be spending a lot of time at your place now. Again, the man was like a mountain, so of course, he ate like one.

You had been in the store for about 15 minutes, and already your cart was damn near half-full.

“Jay, don’t you think this is enough? We don’t have to get a bunch of stuff today.” You voiced, eyeing the growing basket with concern.

“Bugs, you can’t stay in your house for a month and not have any food. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I let you go hungry?” He responded while grabbing four boxes of your favorite cereal brands off the shelf and placing them neatly in the basket.

If it’s one thing that shocked you to learn about Jason was that he was very clean and organized with anything. You expected that trait more out of his brothers like Tim or Damian. But in truth, Tim was more of an organized chaos type of guy, and Damian was very simplistic, so he didn’t really need to organize much, except for his drawings and paintings, which he sometimes left scattered all over his desk.

Dick was a mess that couldn’t be saved. God bless the soul that ended up with that man.

But Jason was the cleanest out of all of them. The man could barely go two days without scrubbing down or re-organizing something. Again, you weren’t complaining. Every time he came over, he’d clean your room without you even asking.

“Okay, but my parents did leave me money to order out. Plus, I don’t want Bruce thinking I’m using you for money, or anything like that, especially since you keep taking his credit card.” You pointed out to which your boyfriend scoffed in response.

“Please, as much as that man has put me through, maxing out his credit card is the last thing he’s worried about me doing. And don’t worry, he and the rest of the family love you. Honestly, if it wasn’t for you dating me and the fact that you have great parents, I wouldn’t be surprised if the old man didn’t try to adopt you, which, if I haven’t mentioned this already, I don’t recommend.” He finished while heading further down the breakfast food aisle and grabbing boxes of Pop-Tarts.

“Fourth time.” You stated. Jason does not hold back regarding his tense relationship with his adoptive parent.

That was something you’d also been watching him work on.

When Jason met your parents and saw the relationship between your father and you, it opened up an emotional wound he wasn’t prepared for. And though he still had some resentment toward the Billionaire Playboy, aka the Dark Knight, for not sending Joker to the seventh ring of hell after his death, it didn’t mean he didn’t still care for and love the man. He just had mental blocks he needed to work through, and you’d be there to support him.

Jason was about to give you one of his dorky responses until he realized he forgot the credit card in your car.

“Shoot, I forgot the card in the car. Where’re your keys?” He asked.

You handed them to him, and he gave you a quick kiss and a slap on the ass with a warning to not put anything back before rushing towards the entrance/exit of the store. Rolling your eyes, you moved down the aisle scoffing at his warning. Of course, he knew you were going to try and put some of the items back. Just like you knew him better than himself sometimes, it was the same for him with you. He could predict your next move before it popped into your head which you found very cute but extremely annoying at times.

While you stood there for a few moments scrolling on your phone out of boredom, you heard a voice speak up behind you.

“Excuse me.”

You turned around to see two guys around your age standing behind you. You figured they were trying to get to something behind you, so you moved yourself and your cart out of the way.

“Oh, my bad. Here ya go.”

“No, no! Not that. We were just wondering if you needed help getting your car or getting away from that guy. We saw him drag you in here.”

You barely held back the eye roll that was itching in your skull. Yes, Jason did somewhat have to drag you into the store since you insisted that you didn’t need to go grocery shopping. But, what happened to common sense? If Jason truly was holding you hostage or had bad intentions for you, why in the world would he bring you to a grocery store out of all places?!

Seriously, what were they thinking? That he was going to stick a Fruit-Loops box over your head and torture you with your most hated juice flavor?

A small sigh escaped your mouth before you responded to the boys, “Okay, this is not what it looks like. That guy is my boyfriend, and we’re just grocery shopping. I promise I’m fine.” You assured the guys.

“Are you sure? He isn’t forcing you to say any of this, right? I know that guy’s intimidating, but we can call security or the police to help you.”

Before you could respond, you both heard the sounds of quick footsteps approaching from around the corner. You turned to see him holding a plate with two large slices of pepperoni pizza and a large orange soda.

“Babe, I got you two slices of pizza and your favorite soda from the food court. I know you haven’t eaten today, so I figured you could snack on this, and then we can get you some chicken tenders and fries from your favorite restaurant after we leave here.” He offered while handing you the plate, looking at you with the most adoring gaze.

This boy really did have your whole heart. You could only wonder what you did to deserve someone like him.

When Jason took note of the two other guys standing by you looking dumbfounded, his arm instantly found its way around your waist, pulling you into his side while eyeing the two boys suspiciously and on guard. Anyone that wasn��t your parents, best friend, or his family, Jason saw as a potential threat. Even his family sometimes was included in that list a few times, and living in Gotham, you could never be too careful.

And any excuse for Jason to show you as his to anyone else watching was always an appreciated opportunity.

“Can I help you, fellas?” Jason said, a stern tone in his voice while eyeing the two down with every menacing look he could muster in his eyes.

You’ve never seen two guys who looked like they wanted to shit their pants so bad and run in the opposite direction. They started stuttering out a response before you took pity on them.

“They’re fine, Jay. They were just trying to grab some cereal behind me. I was just moving out of their way.” You threw a look toward the boys, who looked at you confused before they caught on to what you were trying to say.

“Y-Yeah m-man. Just ... um gra-grabbing some Frosted flakes.” One of the dudes said, pointing his fingers toward the boxes right behind you.

Jason eyed that finger with malice before he felt your fingers turning his face toward you.

“Hey, stop it. I’m good. Now, are you going to let them get their cereal and let me eat my pizza before it gets cold?”

A small smile crossed his face while he backed you both up moving the cart as well. You ruffled his hair watching the two boys grab a box and run down the aisle with their tails between their legs. He let out his usual whine, using his other arm to fix his hair.

“Shut up, you big baby. You promised me chicken tenders and fries, so get a move on before I get a food attitude.”

Jason smirked at your words before the hand around your waist moved to your butt, palming and squeezing your cheeks under the ‘hoochie’ shorts you were wearing.

“I know something better that’ll fill you up and take care of that attitude for you.” He whispered in your ear before giving a nip.

At least you weren’t in front of the salads when this was happening.

This wasn’t bad. It was actually funny, and you got a friend out of it.

You and Jason were at the gym, getting a workout in. You decided you both liked going in the afternoon when it was less busy. It was leg and glutes day for you (per usual) while Jason was working chest and shoulders.

Two of your favorite body parts on him, including his arms, but that’s not important.

Now, you both agreed when you went to the gym that you would do your workouts separately but your warm-ups and cardio together. So, at some point, Jason was on the Smith machine doing a shoulder bench press while you were on another bench doing Bulgarian split squats.

Of course, the gym was a place where people met each other all the time. And, in many of those meetings and interactions, people would find others attractive and want to date or hook up with them. You were no exception to these rules. You were approached many times by both girls and guys, but you always politely declined. Well, you tried at least before Jason walked over and made it clear who you were with.

It was no secret to anyone that Jason did not only get easily jealous at the thought of you giving your attention and time away to someone who was not him, but he was also the living definition of anger issues. Match that with his very selfish and possessive attitude towards you, and you had a man ready and WILLING to do just about anything to anyone who dared lay a finger on you in the wrong way.

So, whenever someone deemed themselves stupid brave enough to approach you and flirt a little or leave a teasing touch to one of your arms, you’d try to give them a warning but it was always too late. They’d quickly find a towering shadow looming over them and turned to see a less than pleased Jason staring down at them with his bulging arms crossed over his chest. These being one of the few moments Jason gladly showed off his scars because they communicated his message quickly and effectively.

Back. The. Fuck. Off.

That was usually enough to get them to do just that. Most of the time, at least.

There always ended up being at least one guy or girl who wouldn’t take no for an answer. This time, it was a guy who kept finding himself next to you during your sets. Jason was watching you from afar with hooded and irritated eyes as he also noticed your gym shadow moving around with you.

The guy decided to play smart and keep his hands off you since he could tell your brute of a boyfriend was watching his every move. The only reason he didn’t do anything was because he knew if he did, the guy could claim Jason as the aggressor, and since this was your favorite gym because your college’s gym was always crowded, he didn’t want to risk you getting in trouble and banned.

So, when Jason went to the bathroom, the creep took advantage of the moment and offered to ‘spot’ you on your set of squats with the smith machine, which you were sure was just an excuse for him to get behind you so he could ogle your ass and ‘accidentally’ grind his dirty crotch into it.

Luckily, a girl working out nearby noticed your uncomfortable stance when the man came over to ‘help’ you while you were setting up and immediately stopped her workout to shoo him away.

“Dude, he’s clearly not interested. So either go and finish your workout or pack up and get out!”

He tried to get defensive and argue with her, but when she revealed her boyfriend was one of the owners and threatened to have him kicked out and banned, he finally backed off. He made sure to point out how you weren’t even all the hot anyway to mask his hurt pride while you threw an appreciative look toward her.

When he left and Jason returned from the bathroom, the girl unleashed her rage on him as well.

“And you too! I’ve seen you harassing and stalking him all over the gym. I’ll kick your ass out too and have you banned if you don’t leave him alone.” She scolded the dark-haired man.

Jason looked confused while you just laughed before grabbing his arm and pulling him to you, “Nah, don’t worry about him. This one’s good.” You said, reaching up to ruffle his hair, even though you had to stretch a little bit.

Jason pouted down at you in childish anger, “I told you don’t do that! Do you know how long it takes to get this in the right floppy position?” He whined while trying to fix his hair.

She looked back and forth between you two before realization dawned upon her.

“Boyfriend who’s a menace to everyone but is a total baby when around you?”

You gasped, “Girl, how’d you know?”

“Mine’s the exact same.”

“Oh, we’re gonna be great friends.” You declared.

Okay, this time, it was lowkey your fault, but still. People should be able to tell the difference between an actual cry for help and a joke.

Jason decided to take you to one of his favorite cafes in Gotham since you were in desperate need of a study break. You picked up some classes over the summer, so the schedule was much more tightly packed since they had to speed up a four-month course into two with the semester being divided into two sections.

Jason was sitting on one of the lounge chairs reading while you were sipping on some apple juice and reading a fanfic story on your phone. Whether or not it was smut was not important and nobody would be able to tell by the look on your face. At least until you read over one particular part that had you gasping out loud which managed to catch your boyfriend’s attention.

“What?”

“Nothing.” You quickly said, liking the fic quickly and closing the browser, knowing Jason was not going to drop it.

“Uh uh, Bugs. What were you looking at?” He asked, setting his book on the table and moving over to your side of the table.

“Nothing Jay! I promise it was nothing.”

“Oh really? So you wouldn’t mind if I looked at your phone then?”

You felt your cheeks heat up while Jason took notice of your tense stance, peering at you and your phone while slowly leaning toward you from his crouched stance.

“Let me see your phone.”

“No.”

“Give me your phone.”

“I said no.”

“Bugs,” Jason said, now mocking a stern look on his face, “Give. Me. Your. Phone.”

He held out his hand for emphasis, and you felt your fingers reflexively tighten around your smart device. You stared back at him with your own dour expression, “No. Means. No.”

You both stared into each other’s eyes for a moment before he suddenly grabbed at your phone, attempting to snatch it from your hand. It became a tug-of-war over the device while you both consciously tried not to be too much of a disturbance to the other patrons of the cafe.

This is where it accidentally was your fault.

“Help! Assault! Violence! Thief!”

You thought you were shouting it quietly, but there was a reason your family always told you to quiet down when you thought you were speaking at a normal volume. You got it from your mother really. Strong voices and all…

“Dude, fucking back off!”

You both heard the deep voice shout before you watched a guy tackle Jason to the ground, feeling hands coming to your side.

“Oh my god, are you okay?!” This random brunette said while checking you over to make sure you weren’t hurt.

You were FINE. However, you were worried as hell now. Not for Jason at all, cause… Well, ya know.

You were scared for the other guy that had tackled Jason. Your boyfriend did NOT do well with physical touch, considering how long it took him to get comfortable with just cuddling with you. Let alone sudden physical touch? And the man is used to fighting criminals at night and having to be on guard 24/7 if he feels something suddenly grab or touch him? Yeah, you were hoping this didn’t end in a trip to the precinct like last time.

Don’t ask.

“I’m fine. But, I do suggest you quickly get your friend off my boyfriend before he has to go to the hospital.” You assured the girl while warning her at the same time.

She looked at you confused, “Boyfriend? Wait, huh? We thought that guy was attacking you and trying to steal your phone. And don’t worry, my boyfriend’s a professional kickboxer. He can handle him.”

‘Yeah. Mine has anger issues and was trained by Batman and can re-load two guns in under twenty seconds with his arms tied behind his back.’

“AH!”

You both turned your heads to see Jason holding the other guy in a chokehold while looking up at you.

“Aww, man! He spilled my coffee over my book.” Jason whined, “Babe, can you get me another one, please?”

“Yes, Jason. Can you do me a favor and let him go before you break his neck?”

Jason rolled his eyes before releasing the guy, who went into a coughing fit on the ground as he caught his breath.

When he sat back at the table as the girl went to help her boyfriend off the floor after giving you both weird looks, he set your phone on the surface, eyeing you with a quizzical look.

“What?” You asked after he stared at you for a few more minutes.

“Really? Yandere?”

Your heart jumped in your chest, and you were ready to bolt for the door.

“So, all those times you swore you weren’t trying to make me jealous just to get a reaction outta me, were you actually just trying to get me to tie you up and lock you in my room?” He said with a dark look in his eyes and a cheeky smirk on his lips.

HOT BOY DOWN! I REPEAT, HOT BOY DOWN!

Now, this was just ridiculous. Of course, it made sense, but you were thoroughly pissed off when it happened.

You and Jason had returned to his apartment after having dinner with his family at Wayne Manor. Bruce decided he wanted to have at least one family dinner a month, and since you were considered an honorary Wayne and everyone loved you, of course, you were invited. Jason, on the other hand, was still hesitant.

Even though he was working on his relationship with Bruce and trying to move past his mental scars, his family still brought up some sensitive subjects for him. Typically, they made his insecurities flare up a lot more. You were Jason’s safe space. So, he wasn’t really keen on mixing the things that made him question himself and the person who made him feel the most loved and secure together.

You didn’t push, still wanting to go at his pace and let him bring you around more when he was ready. The day of the dinner, you figured he either had a change of heart or somebody had talked to Jason and convinced him to bring you along, and you had a great time. Jason was a bit quiet throughout the evening, but you could see a small part of him was happy at seeing how you integrated well into his family dynamic. He took great pleasure in how you humbled Dick a few times as well.

But, something was off, but you couldn’t tell what it was. You knew Jason was usually the quieter one out of the rest of his siblings. When you were around, he showed more of his goofiness and playful side. You barely saw that at all tonight. You knew he was watching you as you made conversation with Bruce, argued back and forth with Damian, repeatedly told Tim he needed to get more sleep, snapped photos with Steph, joked with Duke, and even learned a little sign language from Cass.

He watched as you offered to help Alfred with the dishes, who respectfully declined, but did make his appreciation known to you and the others, especially Tim.

“I offer to help you sometimes, Alfred!” Tim shouted while chasing after the butler offering his help.

Usually, Jason would laugh at any moment that came at the expense of Tim’s sanity.

None of that happened.

So, when you got back to his place, you asked him what was wrong. He remained silent as he just looked at you, but you could see there was a storm behind his eyes. When you came up to rub his arm and hug him, his hands shot up to your neck, wrapping around it firmly but not tight to where you couldn’t breathe.

Your hands grabbed his wrists as he maneuvered you against the wall that connected the living room to the kitchen. He placed his lips roughly on yours, forcing his tongue into your mouth while never loosening his hold on your neck.

“Mine. Not theirs, mine.” He muttered against your lips before quickly taking his hands off your neck, ripping your clothes off while ridding himself of his.

In less than two minutes, Jason had you pressed back against the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist, and his long and girthy member tucked deep inside your ass, fucking you with hard and menacing thrusts. His large and rough hands were back around your neck, now squeezing around your neck as you moaned breathlessly against him.

Jason took immense pride in your sounds of satisfaction and whining, increasing his already brutal pace in your guts while slowly stealing more of your breath away. Jason’s hard breaths pounded against your face as he stared at your now sweaty and ragged body, limping weakly against him. You placed your arms on his shoulder but were careful to avoid his neck, knowing that along with some other areas on his body were off-limits unless specified otherwise.

This was the dynamic between you two always. Anyone could see how Jason was wrapped around your finger in public and even in private whenever you two were just lounging around and relaxing. In these moments, you were fully under Jason’s authority. You lay completely at his mercy while he dominated your body and controlled where, when, and how you got pleasured.

The who rarely came into question as though your boyfriend had considered it a few times, you didn’t see a day likely where Jason’s jealousy and possessiveness would let him allow someone else to see you in this manner. No, you were for his eyes only.

And the why, well that was simple. Jason had needs, you had needs. And, no one was better suited to fulfill those needs than your boyfriend. Though with him, anything could spark those needs at any given time. Whether the dark-haired boy was just feeling horny and wanted some ass. You decided to wear a tempting outfit, and he decided he was going to right then and there he would have you, whether in the house, in the car, or in public, it didn’t matter. If he felt you were being a little too friendly with someone else, he’d be happy to remind you about who you belonged to. The why was simple; if Jason wanted you, he would have you. No ifs, and’s, or but’s about it.

“J-Jason... nngh p-please-” You begged, feeling yourself nearing the edge as your dick was crushed between Jason and your hot and sweaty abdomens.

“Say my name again,” He ordered, feeling how he flexed his dick inside you while still pounding your sore hole.

His name fell from your lips in a needy moan as you felt his fingers pressing against your windpipes. You could feel how the wall behind you became slick from your sweat as your body jutted up and down against it with Jason’s increasingly erratic thrusts.

He grunted in approval of your increasingly loud whines as you both approached your climaxes. Jason fully squeezed your neck at this point as he punched your insides with his cock. Your own member was feeling the pressures as well as it repeatedly smashed against Jason’s abs before you reached your end, screaming out in blissful agony.

Jason came to his finish with his own groan as you felt him bury himself with his cum deep inside you. You let out soft little whines feeling his appendage throb against your walls. Even though you knew he didn’t like hands around his neck, he didn’t object to you rubbing a hand down his nape. He gave you a warning glance at first, but when he felt your soft hands rubbing up and down his skin, he visibly relaxed, placing a kiss on your cheek.

The quiet and sweet moment though was abruptly ruined by the sound of Jason’s front door being kicked in and heavy boots rushing into his apartment.

“GOTHAM P.D.!” You heard the intruders shout.

Of all the fucking things…

Well, when the cops came around and found you and your naked boyfriend against the wall, and his hands around your neck, you had to admit it didn’t look good.

You had to quickly explain to the officers it wasn’t what it looked like and that everything was consensual. Against the orders of the cops, Jason did not move one inch off the wall, keeping your body covered with his. He’d sooner dip himself in another Lazarus Pit than let these arrogant blue caps have even the smallest peek at you.

So, with a little charm and finesse, you convinced the cops to walk out and let you and him get dressed. Jason couldn’t decide what he was more upset about.

The fact that his door was off its hinges, or that one of his neighbors called the cops on him thinking Jason had been abusing you, or that your private moment was intruded upon and some pervy cops basically saw you naked.

Yeah, he was going to be extra brutal on patrol tonight.

After a call was made to Commonionser Gordon at Jason’s request, the cops dropped everything and left you two alone when Gordon made it clear this was a bogus call. “Jason? Abusing Y/N? That boy is the biggest simp this city’s ever seen. Whoever called that in was obviously misinformed.”

Even if it was true, Jason didn’t appreciate being called a simp. He didn’t deny it, though.

You could barely hold back your laughs to which your boyfriend responded with a harsh smack to your very sore ass. It was a wonder how you were even standing on your legs as they still felt like jelly.

“I’m sorry, but I just can’t see him in that manner.”

“No way, he’s way too sweet and innocent to be like that.”

“Dude, have you met your own boyfriend?”

These were all things said to Jason when he would complain to them about how he was tired of everyone thinking he was a threat to you and not seeing the truth. If anything, you were more of a threat to Jason and honestly, should be placed on a national security watch list for some of the things that have come out of your mouth.

The only one who really knew and understood what Jason was talking about was your best friend, who was the first one to warn Jason. The boy didn’t believe him either at first and ended up finding out the hard way.

Well, it looked like Jason’s brothers were also about to find out as they had come to your school’s campus looking for him. You were happy to see the Wayne siblings, as some time had passed since the last dinner. For some reason, seeing how easily you interacted with his brothers drove up Jason’s jealousy to a new level. As soon as they showed up, Jason placed you on his lap, and you could feel his prominent bulge throbbing under you. You knew immediately you were in for it when you both got home.

When you got up to go to the bathroom, Jason was going to follow you, intending to give you a little preview of what to expect in the stalls, but was stopped by Dick, who said they had something important they needed to talk to him about.

Before that could happen, a new presence appeared at your table, and your best friend visibly and audibly groaned at who it was.

“Hi there.” Jason heard a sickly sweet voice say, turning to see another boy he’d heard of.

“Xavion.” Jason heard your best friend mutter under his breath.

He knew that name. He’d heard you curse it and mutter it in irritation and anger plenty of times. He purposefully went out of his way to piss you off and pick with you on multiple occasions. He also thought that because his dads were rich and gave him everything he wanted, he was entitled to anything and everything, including other people’s significant others.

No one knew what started the rivalry between you two, but they knew it got cemented when he had sex with your first college boyfriend while you guys were dating and then went on to sleep with any guy you had the slightest attraction to.

So, Jason would be no different when he placed himself a little too close for the dark-haired boy’s liking, trying to maneuver himself away.

“I’ve seen you around on campus before. Are you a student here?”

“Xavion, don’t you have someone else to harass and stalk?” Your best friend commented with an irritated eye roll.

The boy in question only threw a dirty glance at your comrade before turning back to your boyfriend, taking considerable delight in looking him up and down, “Damn, aren’t you a big boy. You’re Y/N’s boyfriend, right? Gotten bored yet?”

Everyone tensed at that, watching how Xavion only got bolder in his flirting, “I’d understand if you did. Y/N’s just not that interesting, and honestly, a little ran through. I’d be happy to show you other options though,” He voiced with a suggestive tone.

Dick, Tim, and Damian watched with slightly nervous eyes as the promiscuous boy moved his hand that was caressing Jason’s arm and placed it around his neck, waiting for the ball to drop as the second Wayne kid's hands began to twitch on the table.

Before anyone could move to stop it, they saw Xavion get literally yanked off of Jason and onto the ground. Your boyfriend and his siblings along with your best friend who began to cheer your name watched as you dragged the slut onto the ground by the back of his shirt and proceeded to WHALE on him.

No one had noticed you coming back from the bathroom, too busy watching Xavion rub his hands all over your boyfriend. When you got closer and saw what was happening, you immediately saw red and picked up your pace, only to dash into a mad sprint when you saw his hand touch Jason’s neck.

Jason after breaking out of his stunned trance immediately ran over to pull you off the screaming boy who was crying for help. Dick and Tim ran over to pull Xavion out of your grasp, just barely managing to save him from what would have been a devastating kick from your boot to his face.

“Touch my boyfriend again and see what happens bitch!” You shouted out at the boy. Luckily, you were in a secluded part of campus, so no one had seen the fight. But, when Xavion had gotten off the ground looking thoroughly fucked up, he tried to run up on you, seeing Jason holding you back and thinking he had an open shot.

Little did he or Jason expect, you used your smaller stature to slip out of Jason’s hold and rushed the boy before kicking your leg up and landing that hit that was taken from you earlier. You took sick satisfaction hearing and feeling the crunch under your foot as it connected with his nose.

Dick, Tim, and Damian watched in complete shock seeing you beat the shit out of this boy. Now, they could really see why you and Jason were such a good match for each other.

When Jason got you back in his arms, he made sure to hold on a little tighter to you so you couldn’t slip away again. Dick and Tim had to help the sobbing boy cradling his broken nose, saying they would take him to the emergency room.

Jason pulled you both back towards the table, sitting you down on his lap as he held your hands down. He could not help how hard he was under you and didn’t care to hide it. Watching that display had him a different level of horny and he frankly couldn’t wait to take you home.

After a few moments passed and you settled down, everyone looked up to the sound of a throat clearing.

“Todd, I don’t know if I ever told you this before,” Damian started, looking at you both with his usual judgemental stare, “...Good job.” He said with a nod toward you.

You were both surprised, Jason especially, as neither of you had ever heard the youngest Robin give out a compliment.

“If you screw this up somehow, which I have little doubt that you’ll find a way, I will not hesitate to end you.”

There was the Damian you both knew.

“I second that motion,” Your best friend added to which you just laughed.

“Shut it, gremlin.” Jason retorted before squeezing you against his body.

“Don’t worry, Damian. I don’t think Jason will do anything to screw this up. Besides, if he does do something stupid, he’ll have me to worry about.” You said, a mischievous twinkle in your eye.

You heard Jason growl lowly against you before grinding you into his lap, letting you feel his hardness poking you through your shorts. You popped his arm to which he responded with a pinch on your ass, your best friend watching in disgusted amusement.

“You two make me sick.”

“Back at you, ugly.” You responded.

Damian turned his head, looking in the direction where Dick and Tim took Xavion to an ER room, “I despise harlots.”

“OH! Speaking of which, thank you, Damian, for reminding me.” You said before leaning over Jason to grab your bag and pull out your laptop.

“What are you doing?” Your boyfriend asked.

“Insurance. I knew the day would come when that hoe went too far. So just in case he decides to go to the university about this little spat, I’m emailing a detailed description of how everything went down, along with photos and evidence of his affairs with various teachers and staff. To them, it will look like Xavion attacked me out of retaliation because he thought I would snitch on him about his sexual misconduct. Now, tell me, babe, did you feel physically violated?” You asked while making various edits to your already drafted email.

“Huh?” Jason replied confused.

“Just say yes.” Your best friend told him with a smirk.

“Um, yes? I think…”

“Perfect! Putting that down for the record, so, if that slut decides to try to get me in trouble, I can show I had completely justifiable reasons to hand him his ass on a concrete platter.” You stated a little too cheerily to be considered not disturbing.

Your best friend was not surprised by this at all, while Damian and Jason looked at you like you had two heads.

“Isn’t the expression ‘silver platter?’” Damian pointed out.

“Yeah, but I dragged his ass up and down on concrete, so it’s a concrete platter today.”

You looked up to see the two Robins staring at you.

“What? Bitches fucked around, so bitches found out. Don’t blame me.” You said while continuing to type.

“I fucking love you,” Jason said while biting at your ear lobe, making you laugh.

Damian could only scoff as he watched you two.

“And people swear Todd’s the threat.”

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