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lingeriae · 8 months

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you catching an attitude w your best friend!connie after seeing him posted up on a girls instagram? whewwww...

warnings - flufff, connie has nip piercing, mention of readers pum pum but there is no sex! kissing, ass slapping, connie literally says he's gonna have sex with the reader, jealousy, toxic connie if you squint a lil, cursing, reader is female,not proofread, raeder and connie are aged up to 21+

It's a wednesday night when you're scrolling through tiktok with connie on facetime, your laid on your tummy with your feet swinging behind you, thighs being squished by the pink thigh high socks you had on. you giggle at a tiktok your friend scent you moving to reply but pausing to roll your eyes at the deep voice that came from your phone speakers.

"What got you giggling like that?" his voice is raspy due to all the screaming and hollering he was doing while on the game with ony, he glances at you for a second before dragging his eyes back to his computer screen cussing said man for some unknown reason. "why this fool wont stay outta my business." you mutter showing the top half of your face so he wouldn't see the grin on your glossed lips as you watched how he side-eyed you.

Your phone vibrated as you got a notification from instagram, your brows drew together at the message immediately clicking it.

big cocky deja 👅

girlll....

shared @sasha's story

i be instigating or is that baldie???

aint yall talkin??

Lashes fluttering as you blinked at the picture, slowly sitting up as you clicked on the story zooming in lips slowly parting in disbelief. "What's wrong?" the sound of his voice sudddenly reminded you he was on the call, quickly clicking on to the call you rubbed your lips together with drawn eyebrows suddenly becoming irritated with his prescence as you felt your lashes get wet. "Who the fuck is Sasha?" you asked with a steady voice, pushing up your lips impatiently as you waited from his to answer the question.

Connie paused his game at your question, eye brows furrowing as he turned to look at you. He bit his lips as he looked at you, noting the irritation your face with a shake of his head he turned back to the game. "Don't wory bout it." Your face twisted at his words staring at his side profile for a minute before sucking your teeth not carying if he could note how upset you were.

"Alright, bro, bye." not giving him the chance to answer you hang up deciding to go on 'sasha's page to stalk her itching to find out who she is, and what relation she has to connie. Mid scrolling you pause at a picture of her kissing connie's cheek, it was posted a few months back but it still made you feel a pit in your stomach and made you gnaw at your lips while tears ran down your cheeks. Connie was messaging your phone non-stop, telling you to stop playing and answer his messages, trying to explain shit between him and the sasha girl, but you didn't bother reading any replying with a simple thumbs-up emoji and muting him.

You thought about how silly you were being seeing as how you and Connie weren't even together, but it felt like you were. Always together and if you weren't you'd alway be on the phone, always telling each other shit, always sharing tender touches and meaningful glances at eachother - fuck he even called you 'his girl' infront of his homeboys, didn't that mean you were together? although, he didn't ask so that technically didn't mean you were but you weren't seeing nobody and he reassured you that he wasn't either, was that just a lie?

Sniffing you clicked off of sasha's profile, leaving your phone on the bed as you got up to use the bathroom. Looking at your puffy eyed expression you sucked you teeth mad at yourself for crying over some boy, you gently washed your face with cool water before using a towel to wipe away the water and applying baby oil to your plump lips, the sudden knocking on your door had your eyebrows furrowing until you realized who it could be. The thought alone caused an annoy sigh to leave your lips, and for you to feign ignorance to the fluttering at you stomach at what would happen.

Taking your time to walk at the door, stopping at mirror on the wall to fix your appearance and unbuttoning your snoopy pajama top to show a little of your cleavage, a gold necklace with the inital 'c' glistening against the pretty brown skin of your supple breast, you turned to look at the shorts bending over to shake your ass a little but quickly standing up as Connie's knocking grew louder.

Rolling your eyes you walked up to the door, pulling it open to reveal Connie. Your pussy did a thump thump as you took him in, a black tank top you're sure he just slipped on in a hurry, his nipples along with his nipple piercings pushing against the material of it and grey sweatpants. His hands were shoved in the pocket on his sweatpants as his eyes roamed your body slightly pausing on your thighs that spilled through the material of your socs, jaw clenching as he finally met your eyes with an eyebrow raised.

Leaning against your door you look him up and down before looking at your coks clad feet, fidgeting as you felt his gaxe pierce into you. "Whatchu want Connie? It's late."

He quinted his eyes at you letting out a sarcastic laugh with his tongue poking his inner cheek, "You too good to look at me, or sum?"

Cocking out your hips with your arms crossed over your chest, you shook your head before rolling your eyes at him moving to shut the door while muttering "I aint got time for this." softly under your breath. Your breath hitched as Connie held unto the door, pushing it open and walking inside before shutting it behind him leaning against the door and refusing to break eye-contact with you.

Scoffing you turn your back to him before walking to your room, an extra sway in your hips as you feel him walking closely behind you, eyes on the fat that spilled out of the material of your shorts hearing him cuss under his breath as he almost hit a wall from not staring caused a small smile to pulll at your lips. falling unto your bed with a huff you glared at him. You hated the fact that he looked so good, his muscle atraining againt the material of his tank top as he crossed his arms looking down at you, dick straining against his sweatpants, your mouth almost watering at the sight had you looking away.

"What's your problem?" laughing with a shake of your head you pointed a finger towards your chest. "Me? I don't got a problem, cause im not supposed to worry about it right? tuh fuck you take me for."

Connie groans running a hand down his face mumbling something in spanish under his breath, fueling your anger. After he disregards your question he comes into your house acting as if you were the problem, when he was out there laid up with other girls. You stand up from the spot on your bed smacking your lips together as you snatched your phone from it's position on your bed, walking past him making sure not to touch him as you made your way to the kitchen. His mouth parted at your attitude, hot on your trail as you began mumbling some shit under your breath.

"Don't even know why I fucking bother, aint like you my man anyway-" you inhaled deeply as connie pressed himself behind you, mouth running dry as you felt all the muscle beneath his tank top and his dick against your ass hands shoved into his pockets as he watched you take a water bottle out of the fridge with shaky hands, trying your best to ignore his presence behind you.

"Whatchu mumbling? Say it again so I can hear you." The vibration from his worth runs throughout your body and straight to your pussy, your back straightens as you close the fridge spinning around to through him a weak glare that quickly flattered as he looked down at you through his lashes, his eyes almost seeming dark. Your legs shook as he licked his lips the action not going unnoticed by him, you took a deep breath before unlocking your phone, shoving it into his face a second later refusing to meet his eyes.

His honey coloured eyes dragged from your face to your phone, taling it from you to look at what you were shovwing him properly, his lips parting to release a huff that sounded too close to a laugh had your eyes dragging from the floor to meet his, shivering a bit as they were already on you. Raising a brow at you connie licked his lips, "You jealous, ma?" giving him a blank look you tried snatching your phone out of his hand only for him to move it back, your chest now pressed against his. Biting your lips as you feel his nipple piercing rub agains your nipples, you try not to let a whimper escape you at the groan he lets out and the look on his face, bottom lip tucked between his teeth with a pink blush across his face and a look of lust in his eyes. You shiver as he removes the hand he has in his pocket, bringing it to rest on your back to keep you against him.

He rubs his nose against yours before resting his forehead against yours gently squeezing your hips, he kisses your lips twice transferring the baby oil you placed on them earlier t his lips, and you allow him savouring the taste of them like you have many times before. "Sasha's this girl I used to talk to," he says after a minute, letting out a breath through his nose at the way you tense beneath his touch and try to move away before he's pulling you back against him placing your phone on the counter so that he can hold your face. You look at him with your lips folded, hurt evident in your expression which caused him to sigh softly and kiss your cheeks. "We weren't together cause I found out she was messing round with some guy. I haven't talked to her since, and I wouldn't have known she posted that shit cause I blocked her."

eyes watering, the tips of your figer brush aginst the thread of his sweat pants as you play with the strings watching the way you twirl it around your finger, sniffing you slowly look up at him rubbing your lips together. "You promise?" humming he kisses you again, leaning back wiping under your eyes.

"Promise baby." you pull him down to kiss you again, parting your lips to give him access and sighing into his mouth as his hands slip under your snoppy pajama top. He leans back again pecking your lips and resting his forehead against yours with closed eyes, you feel his hands move from your face to your hips inching towards your ass before he gives it a squeeze laughing as you hiss at him and try to remove his hands.

"Looked too good not to," He says leaning down to kiss you again, " gonna fuck the shit outta you for giving me so much attitude." the sound of a smack sounds through the air as connie slaps your ass, rubbing it after and laughing at your whines.

"Connie! Don't do that shit it hurts!"

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4ln-stay8 · 5 months

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A stream full of surprises

✑ summary: you join Max for a stream that doesn’t go the way you expected to

✑ pairing: lando norris x fem!reader

✑ autor’s note: so this is my first attempt on doing this so Im really sorry if it sucks

✑ warnings: some stuff might not be accurate but its a fanfic so just pretend

You sat nervously in front of the computer, joining Max Fewtrell's Twitch stream for the first time. You and Max had become close friends fast, thanks to your secret relationship with Lando Norris. Due to you being often alone for a few weeks in a row sometimes, you and Max often hung out when Lando was busy with Formula 1 commitments.

You were often busy studying to get your masters degree. You sometimes needed to stay behind on all the fun you could have by joining Lando and travelling with him but you needed to study so you could keep your scholarship.

“Hi guys! Welcome back to the stream! Today we have a guest who will be joining us, my good friend Y/N. Say hi to her chat!” said Max starting his stream.

The stream started surprisingly well. The chat didn’t payed much attention to you at first, even tho Max made sure that your presence is known. They were very busy trying to get Max to respond to their questions. It took them about 10 minutes to actually acknowledge your presence and then the hell got loose. The chat was flying with questions about who you were and why were you there. Speculations about the relationship between you and Max, people asking where Pietra was and why were you there instead of her were all you could read.

*Chatuser: who is that?

*Chatuser: where is P?

*Chatuser: is she your new gf?

*Chatuser: why is she here?

Max, being the lovely person he is tried very politely to respond to as many questions as he could.

“Guys, as I said, this is my friend Y/n and she will be joining us for today’s stream so be nice chat”

To your surprise, the stream went pretty smoothly from then on. As you chatted and laughed on the stream, the chat kept buzzing with speculations about you and Max being more than just friends. With each new viewer the subject of who you were and what was your business with Max kept repeating over and over again. You then started to blush at the comments, unsure of how to respond.

You weren’t used to being in the spotlight, one of the reasons why you and Lando were keeping things a secret. Unlike them, you weren’t trained to respond in front of cameras, how to respond to personal questions as politely as possible without actually answering them. You were totally unprepared and in that exact moment you hated yourself for letting Max convince you to join him.

You strongly disagreed to his proposal about the stream, not even Lando could convince you to join him but after Max repeatedly asking for you to join you changed your mind and agreed to do it.

Don’t get me wrong, there was nothing you wanted more than to stream with your boyfriend. Seeing him become a chaotic storm, watching his eyes light up whenever he would get a sub or have fun. There was nothing more you wanted that to hear his loud laughs and frustrated screams whenever he was gaming. You wanted to be a part of it but you couldn’t.

You were a very shy and awkward person around strangers and knowing there were thousands of people watching you didn’t sound pleasing to you, but you wanted to change that. You wanted to become more comfortable in front of the camera so you could be all the way in, in your relationship. You wanted to be more comfortable with the fans before you would announce your relationship with Lando and join him around the world. You wanted to make sure they liked you.

Meanwhile, Lando was on his way home from the airport, having just returned from the last race weekend of the season. He got bored on the uber drive and he decided to tune into Max's stream to see what was he getting up to. He was surprised to see his girlfriend on the screen. He often tried to convince you to join him on the streams but you just didn’t agree with him. He didn’t want to push you to do it knowing how shy you can get but what he didn’t understand was why did you accepted Max’s offer instead of his. He just stood there, surprised and confused, watching in silence as the chat filled with ship names and teasing messages about you and Max.

His jealousy flared, and he couldn't help himself. When he finally arrived home, he payed the driver, quickly took his bags and he burst into the house. He left all his things by the door and ran to the room you were in. He opened the door loudly, surprising both you and Max, causing you to jump in your seat.

Lando didn't waste a moment. He quickly approached you without saying a word. When he got in front of you, he cupped your face and he leaned in and planted a passionate kiss on your lips right in front of the camera. The chat went wild, emojis and exclamation marks flooding the screen. Everyone was stunned not knowing what the hell was going on.

*Chatuser: what just happened?

*Chatuser: did lando just kissed y/n?

*Chatuser: 😱

You were petrified at first, your eyes wide as you tried to process what was happening, but then you slowly melted into the kiss, your hand finding its way to the back of Lando's neck. You missed the way his lips felt on yours, the way his hands cupped your face, his thumb slowly brushing your cheek. You were addicted to his kiss. You were addicted to him. It was a brief moment, but it felt like an eternity in front of thousands of viewers. Time just stopped whenever he was near you.

When you finally pulled apart, Lando realized what he had just done. He looked at you with wide eyes and pink cheeks as he was trying to think his next move. He chuckled nervously and helped you to your feet, settling you on his lap as he took your place in front of the camera.

"Hey, everyone," Lando began, trying to hide his embarrassment. "I guess I should explain what just happened." He glanced at you, who was still blushing furiously. You got all shy and he knew it.

“So as you most likely saw, I kissed Y/n. Well that would be scandalous in different circumstances but the truth is that Y/N and I have been dating for the past year. Well, I hope we still are after that stunt I pulled” he said chuckling and he looked at you for reassurance.

“We decided not to make it public due to the fact that Y/N gets a bit shy around strangers and I wanted to make sure that she is as comfortable as possible in this relationship.” He said giving you a small smile

The chat went crazy about all that was happening. Not only did they witness a very private and intimate moment between the two of you, but they also got to see the way Lando looked at you while he was trying to explain the situation.

*Chatuser: the way he looks at her trying to make sure she’s comfortable 😫

*Chatuser: can they be any cuter?

*Chatuser: God it’s me again…

Max was sitting quietly next to you, only making his presence known with small chuckles as he read the chat. He patiently waited for you to finish your conversation before he could actually start teasing his dear friend.

You stayed quiet as well, giving small smiles to the camera trying not to seem rude. You read the comments as well, smiling even wider as you saw how nice and accepting the fans were to you so you decided to make your presence known by teasing your boyfriend.

You leaned in and whispered to Lando, "You couldn't handle the chat teasing us, could you?"

Lando laughed, brushing a strand of hair from your face. "I guess not," he admitted. “ You know I don’t like sharing whats mine” he said playfully.

You looked at him amused and decided to keep teasing him. “I mean, Max is quite charming today I’m not gonna lie” you made a small pause looking at the way his brows frowned “…but you know I only got my eyes on you, right?

You smiled looking at him, your heart swelling with love. You just adore him in ways you didn’t even know that was possible until you met him.

He looked at you with love in his eyes, trying to memorise the way you look, and answered with a simple “I know my love! I only got my eyes on you as well” he said lovingly.

The chat continued to explode with comments, but now it was filled with hearts and messages of support for the couple. Max, who had been silently watching the whole exchange, grinned and gave them a thumbs-up.

“You know guys, if I knew I had to watch you being grossly cute again I wouldn’t have let Y/n join me” said Max earning a light slap on the shoulder from you.

“Oh shut it Max… It’s not like you don’t do the same” you said rolling your eyes giggling at how chill your friend was.

“So what are we gonna do know?” Asked Max trying to change the subject while it was still in a respectful state.

“How about you guys go play something while I’ll go find P?” You said slowly standing up from Lando’s lap ignoring his protests.

“Fine we will play something. You can go and gossip with P now but first give me a kiss” said Lando trying to look as cool as possible.

You leaned in and pecked his lips one more time before slowly walking towards the door. Lando groaned as he didn’t got the kiss he was hoping for, making you giggle.

The boys went back to the stream playing games and causing chaos as they usually do while ypu and P enjoyed some quality talks while drinking some tea.

You never would’ve thought that this would be the way the world would find out about your relationship and you definitely didn’t expect the fans to be so nice about it. At the end of the day you were really grateful that Lando did what he did knowing that you now could stop hiding your love.

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hyperfixat · 4 months

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MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS!! here’s the first chapter to a new multi part series i’m working on! it’s an isekai of honkai star rail. (sahsrau, sort of…?) ANYWAY!! enjoy,,, updates will be. idk maybe once a month so i don’t get stressed about pumping out chapters… this baby has been baking for a few months in the drafts already LMAO. likes and reblogs are always appreciated <3 and my reqs are perpetually open! 4.1K words.

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** Written PRE 1.4 – Any mentions of new characters is pure speculation and or headcannons.

Your dailys are finished and there’s no new content, so you decide to look for some hidden quests throughout the map. You’re sure you’ve collected all the chests on the Herta Space Station, but you use a teleport waypoint there anyway. Caelus (although that is not what you have named them,) sprints under your control, running against the invisible wall separating available land from unavailable land.

You click aimlessly, your character summoning their weapon of choice, a bat in this case, and attacking the blank divider. They hit it a few times, the animation sparking as they attacked the blank. It’s not like you’re expecting something to happen, although a person can hope, but then something does happen.

The office around you, where you’re playing on your PC blurs. You attempt to clear your vision with a few harsh blinks, but your vision only gets worse. It’s golden tunnel vision to your computer screen, the Trailblazer isn’t there, oddly enough, but that doesn’t quite matter at the moment, as you feel the world around you warp. Your body and soul, something you weren't even aware of, are pulled, nay sucked, into your screen. The screen, something that should be impermeable, gives way like nothing, like air.

Something as large as the human body should not be able to fit through your screen, but you do. Somehow you do.

It’s warm and hot and cold and freeing as it is oppressive.

You’re disoriented and confused, and for some reason you know you’re no longer alone and in your office.

Tentatively you allow yourself to move and lift your head. Instead of being seated on your desk chair, you’ve fallen into a heap in… is this one of the rooms in the Supply Zone? That.. that cannot be right. That’s in a video game and this is real life.

…Right?

What are you thinking about?! Of course this is real life, just a dream, yes, a dream. What are they called, lucid dreams? That makes sense, you’re lucid dreaming, even if you’ve never had one before, you’re lucid dreaming.

Well if you’re lucid dreaming, maybe you can have some fun? What do you do?

Fuck, you aren’t prepared for this.

Before you can think of something good someone moseys into the modern-style storage room you're in. Oh, hey, it’s the main character of Honkai: Star Rail, the game you were playing before falling into this lucid state. You want to greet them; you should greet them.

Wait, do you call them Caelus or the name you put into the game? Ah, wait, can you pause this?

“Huh? What are you doing in here?” Their voice sounds… well just like it does in game.

You hesitate, unsure of how to answer because you don’t know what you’re doing here. They wait for a reply, head tilting cutely as you think of a comprehensible answer.

“I’m… not sure.” You draw out the sentence as if by prolonging the words a better answer would appear.

Caelus walks closer to you, moving from the doorway to stand only a foot away holding out their hand to help you up.

“Are you lost? What part of the base are you stationed at? I know this place really well, I can help you find where you belong.” The confidence in their voice wanes, “Well, by your clothes…” their brow creases “are you from here?”

“Uh, I don’t, I don't know.”

They purse their lips, head tilting as they think. “Well, I don’t know who I should bring you to. You’re not a threat, at least not yet. Herta would be my first guess, but I don’t like her, and she might not even care or respond.” Another moment as they ponder, “let’s go find Mr Yang. He might be able to help jog your memory, or find out where you’re supposed to be.”

“Okay.” The walk through the station feels like a fever dream, though this is a dream, so that makes sense.

Caelus pulls open the heavy metal door to the Astral Express and holds out a hand to help you climb up inside. They don’t let go of your hand as you enter the passenger cabin.

“Mr Yang?” They call out, fingers readjusting over your own. Their hand is cool and comforting, realistic for a dream.

Welt Yang, sitting on the red curving couch looks up, setting down his book. His eyebrows raise when he sees that Caelus is not alone and is towing along a strange person dressed in even stranger clothes.

“Yes, Caelus? What do you need?” His eyes flicker between your faces before settling on Caelus’.

“This person, ah what’s your name?” They flush a pretty pink and turn to you, fingers flexing nervously around yours. When you give it to them, they repeat it aloud to Welt. “Is lost. How do we help them?”

Welt Yang frowns, a crease denting his forehead and he adjusts his glasses, pushing them up the bridge of his nose as he gives a low, thoughtful hum.

“What did Madam Herta say? You found them on her vessel.” Caleus rubs the back of their neck, a pink falling over his cheeks and tinting his ears.

“Well, I was hoping to avoid taking them to her…”

Welt doesn’t react, as if already knowing the answer. “Well,” his amber eyes meet yours. “What do you say to staying on the Astral Express for the time being? Of course, we’ll have to check with the conductor to make sure that’s okay.”

Caelus nods, their eyes narrowing as they think. “Do you think Ms Himeko might have an idea of how to jog their memory?” Their body shifts towards you as do their eyes, “in any case, we should find Pompom first, that’s the conductor.”

You want to say you know exactly who Pompom is, but that would sound odd from what should be a stranger, wouldn’t it?

Speak of the devil, Pompom comes waddling their body over to your gaggle. They aren’t as small as the game made them seem, maybe four feet of smooth fluff, and a content face.

“Hi Trailblazer, hi Welt, hi… Hi.” They pause and look up into your face, their features contorting, before they accuse you. “You aren’t a passenger!”

“Oh.” You don’t really know how to respond to that. Aside from acknowledging the obvious, they haven’t given you anything worthwhile to say. Before the silence can become too suffocating Caelus comes to the rescue, saving you from the critical look of the conductor.

“About that!” They give the creature a charming smile, putting their body between yours and theirs. “I was hoping my new friend could stay on the express until they can remember where their home is.”

So that’s why you’re staying, well staying til you wake, maybe wake. Fuck, you need a minute, well maybe once it settles in and you realize that you can’t escape, and don’t know how or why you’re here. Oh, you hope this is just a sleep deprived, very immersive deep sleep.

“Hmm,” Pompom shoves past Caelus’ legs to size you up. Their large, animal eyes make you melt, and you offer them a shy, nervous smile. “We’re out of rooms, but,” they turn back to Caelus, “if you or another passenger are willing to share, Pompom guesses they can stay.”

“Thank you, Pompom,” your smile widens a bit more. “But, maybe I shouldn’t be so quick to say that. I don’t know if anyone would want to share a room with me.” A breathy, panicky laugh leaves you, “I am a stranger here, after all.”

Pompom gives you one last, long look before shuffling away back to their rounds of the train.

“Hm, well, I understand where you’re coming from. But,” Caelus frowns and their eyes darken, going downcast, nervously. “I feel oddly connected to you. There’s more than one reason I didn’t take you to Madam Herta. I was hoping you might be able to stay on the Express, at least for a bit. So I could get to know you, a bit.” As your expression remains impassive, they’re quick to continue, taking hold of both of your hands. Their hands are large and warm, engulfing yours earnestly. “Please don’t get the wrong idea. I am trying to help you, however I can. Which is why I want to extend an invitation for you to stay with me, in my room.”

“Thank you, Caelus.” Warmth fills both your heart and face, both from the words and their touch alike. “I know you’re trying to help me, I truly appreciate it.”

They’re being so genuine, it makes you want to cry. How can you tell them this is all a dream, your dream at that. They aren’t even real, for crying out loud! The way they treat you makes you never want to wake up, stay so they can care for you, spend time with you. Would it be selfish to want to stay, to never leave, what would happen to your life if you never woke up, never left this dream (game, whatever it is now)?

You have the sudden urge to harm yourself, just for the sake of proving if this reality is just a dream or if some spatial temporal nonsense happened for you to get sucked into your PC’s game, turned real world.

The time you spend worrying cuts short when March 7th’s cheerful voice calls into the express. You hadn’t even noticed the metal screaming of the door as it was pried open.

“Caelus~ Help me convince Dan Heng to let us go back to the Xianzhou Luofu for some Berrypheasant Skewers and Immortal’s Delight- oh!�� She’s spotted you. Her face lights up, an odd reaction, you think, upon seeing a stranger in what is essentially her home. “Hi there!”

“Hi,” you greet meekly, not used to being around someone so high energy. Not that you don’t like it, on the contrary she’s a very gregarious person, and the energy she brings makes you feel content.

“Caelus didn’t tell me they brought a guest!” March giggles. “It’s nice to see you, have we met before? I’d hate to think I’d forgotten your face.”

“No, you haven’t met me before.” It’s not a lie, you craft your words carefully. You know her though, very well, at that.

“Oh, well you can call me March 7th! What’s your name?” She fully enters the compartment now, the heavy train door slamming loudly behind her. She’s really pretty and cute in person, you wish that your mind could come up with any better words to describe her, but your mouth feels more than a little dry as she gets closer to you. You tell her, words sounding like mush, but she smiles and repeats it back to you, giving it a compliment.

She makes your heart stutter, and you smile at her, a little dumbly. Luckily Caelus seems sympathetic to your plight (going dumb at the sight of a pretty girl) and takes over explaining why you’re here.

“Memory loss, huh?” March pulls a sympathetic face. “I can relate. Well, you seem like a lovely person, and a friend of Caelus is a friend of mine, so my door is always open if you need to talk.”

Your deceit feels harsh, because you don’t have memory loss. Now March might try to bond over this perceived shared trauma, one that you don’t have…

March pats your shoulder in an attempt to soothe, a rush of her scent (solidifying this is more than a dream) fills your nose, fresh, clean, and sweet.

“Thank you, March, I appreciate it.”

“Anything for a friend!” March turns to Caelus, who lets your hands go as March engages them in a conversation. “Now, Caelus, help me convince Dan Heng to vote for Xianzhou Luofu on this week’s stop! I really want some of the local food.” She exaggerates the ‘really’ dramatically, making her eyes wider; the epitome of puppy dog style begging.

“Ah,” Caelus turns their head away, squeezing their eyes shut. “I already was planning on voting for Jarilo VI, and I’m pretty sure Dan Heng is dead set on his vote for another week at the space station.”

March sighs in disappointment, eyeing Welt as her next target before, “Wait! You’re officially a passenger now!” She is talking to you, “won’t you please vote for the Xianzhou Luofu as this week’s destination?”

The Xianzhou Luofu, you think about it. They don’t know that you know the place like the back of your hand, but it’s not like you have anything against the place. In fact, you’d rather not face the harsh cold of Jarilo VI so new to this world.

Oh, you shouldn’t have thought about that right now, the fact you’re stuck here for who knows how long, and you’re passively deceiving everyone you meet. Your knees feel a bit weak, but you manage to force an agreeable response to March.

“I’m feeling a bit tired, Caelus,” you grab their forearm to steady, “could I have a moment to lay down?”

“Oh shit,” they steady you, leading you to the couch, and helping you lay diagonally. Your eyes slip closed. Not caring about what you make yourself look like, you turn your face into the back cushion, tightening the harshness of how tight your eyes are closed.

Are you really stuck here? Is this more than a dream? Without fully realizing it, you drag your blunt nails over the length of your forearm. A soft, trembling gasp disguises the hiss of pain you make. Not a dream.

Fuck, not a dream.

You push your face deeper into the cushion, inhaling the scent of dust and fabric. The sensory input makes you even more certain this isn’t a dream. How do you go back to your world? Are you a missing person yet? What harm will come if you stay here, both to this world and your world? Do you tell them the truth?

How earth-shattering would it be to find out that your whole life is nothing but code? You are but a character built to entertain millions, any sense of individuality and personhood would surely fade. You can’t do that to them, can you?

But maybe it would help you get back to where you belong…

It hits you then, Welt Yang. Well, he doesn’t hit you. He’s still reading his book on the couch opposite to you. You’re no lore expert on any Honkai game except Star Rail, but he’s from like, another world as well, or something like that, right? Sure that world is another video game, probably, but alternate dimensions are alternate dimensions, right?

How would that conversation start? Hey Mr Yang, you’re a video game character and I’m from a different world, teehee can you help me figure out what the fuck I’m supposed to do now? Would he even believe you? Would you even believe you?

A warm hand rubs over your upper back, along your shoulder blades and vertebrae. Caelus, your heart stutters, a funny thing, at how you already know how much you’ll miss them.

“Do you want to use one of my Life Transmitters or a Healing Spray?” They offer their voice, kind and calm. “Or would something like Comfort Food be more to your taste right now?”

You move your face out of the cushion, “thank you, Caelus, you’re too kind. I’ll be okay, just… thinking.” Thinking of how this shouldn’t be real, how you’re too good to be real.

“Of course, let me know if you need anything. Anything at all, no matter how small.”

Caelus eventually left with March to pester Dan Heng, leaving you to revel in your confusing thoughts. After a few more minutes of lying on the couch, you steel yourself to face Welt Yang.

Thinking of his face is enough to make your hands clam up. Will he send you away and dismiss it as insane ramblings of nervous breakdown from one of Miss Herta’s overworked employees? He’ll believe you, won’t he? Surely a man of his caliber and experience can spot when someone is telling the truth, no matter how fantastical?

Pushing yourself up, you fight the tired and nerves that cling to you, and stand on unsteady legs. Welt looks up as you approach, folding the ear of the page he’s on and snapping the book shut.

“Uhm, Mr Yang, could we maybe talk in private?” Your voice sounds warbled, but if it’s more than a trick of your ears Mr Yang doesn’t let you know, instead offering you a reassuring smile and nodding.

“I will lead you to my room. No one will disrupt us there.” You’re glad he hasn’t questioned your intentions. Does he suspect you already and was unwilling to call you out openly?

Welt leads you down the sleeping cart aisle, maintaining a respectful distance from you the whole while.

He uses the handle of his cane to tap on his door handle, a jolt of pink-red magic and a click of the door’s locking mechanism and you are presented with your chance to talk to Welt Yang privately.

Welt’s eyes meet yours expectantly. You gulp.

“So. On a scale of one to one hundred how well would you react to me telling you this is a video game?” Yeah, and if this goes poorly you can pretend this was all a joke–!

Welt's previously curious harden into something more serious. “What?”

Ah fuck, nope, nevermind. “Hahaha.” It’s fake and painfully obvious to you both. “Sorry to bother you Mr Yang, I will see myself out.”

“No.” Welt positions himself between you and the exit. “Tell me.”

It’s hard not to spill the beans when those dark amber eyes bore into your very soul. And, you do.

You tell him how you got sucked through your PC and woke up in what should be simply pixels on your monitor. You tell him how you don’t know what to do and how he’s one of the only characters, well, you correct yourself, people, you thought might know how to help you.

Welt’s face is stoic and you purse your lips as your nerve filled ramble comes to an end. “How… odd.”

You’re sure it must be. Especially for him, learning he’s a game franchise’s tool, everything he’s done was all written out and predetermined by forces he has no hope to control.

Welt sits on the edge of his bed, cane used to steady himself. “I need a moment, sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, I’m the interloper here.” You kneel in front of him, trying to comfort the man in any way you can. After a brief hesitation you cover his hand with your own. Perhaps physical contact will bring some sense of consolation.

His brows are furrowed, but your touch lesses it minutely.

“Do you… want to go back?”

It’s a fair question, but you aren’t sure of the answer yourself. Because on one hand, being in this fantasy world with characters you like that treat you nicely is quite literally a dream come true, but on the other hand you have a life. Not anything important, you’re just a person. A person with friends and family and a job that all needs you.

You cannot be sure of how much time will pass before you can leave this world, universe, whatever. Is this even your real body? Is there an empty vessel sitting in your desk chair that will wither and decay while you explore the wide world of Honkai Star Rail? You are led to believe this is your real body due to the sensations that an artificial vessel wouldn’t feel.

But.

There are your favorite characters and they’re so so nice. So far.

Your inner turmoil must be showing on your face because Welt squeezes your hand, running his thumb over the back of your palm.

“I suppose a better question might be: are you comfortable staying in this world for a prolonged period of time?”

This time the answer comes easier, “yes.”

“That certainly makes things easier,” Welt relents.

“Do we tell anyone?” The question brings on another bout of quiet. You wet your lips, nerves still simmering from the confession you made.

“I think it would be best to keep it among the, how shall I phrase it, main characters?” Welt winces. “Who would they be? Me, if you know enough to confide in me, and who else?”

“Well, I don’t think you, the Express, like all the main characters, but,” you sigh, beginning to count off who you can think of. “Caelus, March, Dan Heng, you, Himeko, Sampo, Gepard, Serval, Bronya, Seele, Natasha, Luka, Blade, Kafka, Silver Wolf, Herta; maybe, Asta, Arlan, Jing Yuan, Yanqing, Jinglui, Loucha… There might be more, but they seem to be the most lore relevant and repetitive so far.”

“Yes, I imagine some conflict might crop up with that roster…” Welt thinks. The way his brow furrows and his legs spread (manspreading… drool) is subtly attractive.

Ah, the Stellaron Hunters. You can and will admit you want to see Blade and Kafka badly, but if it could result in… tension, would it be worth it in the long run? Just to satiate your thirst? They’re so imposing in the best way possible.

“Hm. Do you want to tell them?” Welt interrupts your little Kafka slash Blade slash you fantasy.

After a moment of mentally debating, you decide that, “yes, I do. All of them.”

“Very well.” Welt gives a reassuring smile, “I will support you in any path you may choose to take.” And if that didn’t make butterflies flutter all the way from the pit of your tummy up to your throat.

“If they were to ask; how am I going to prove myself? Is there something that can show I’m not from this world?” Sudden anxiety seizes you, will your favorite characters mock you? You’d die.

“There’s nothing to say they won’t believe you. You’ve convinced me after all.” It helps you stay calm, and you nod seriously. There’s another gap where neither of you speak.

“Who will we see first, do you know?”

“How about the whole Express has a meeting and we can decide from there, sound good?” Ah, that smile. A shot to the heart it is.

“Yes, thank you, Mr Yang.” Your face is hot when you say it, suddenly desperate to leave the room and cool yourself.

Oblivious to your sudden burst of attraction, Welt continues on. “Of course, always feel free to stop by my room. I’d like to extend an invitation as the others have, if you want to rest in my room, you’re welcome to.”

Rounding up the entire Astral Express doesn’t take as long as you expected it to. Himeko was in her room; and March, Caelus, and Dan Heng weren’t far from the loading deck; and Pompom is always on the Express.

“So.” You start, folding your hands together and looking at everyone around the table. They’re all watching you, and it’s really sort of scary, but you need to be brave. “I’m not from… here.”

Honestly they take the news well. Sure there were some questions, some you knew the answer to, others you are unsure of yourself.

“Is that why,” Caelus cuts themself off. “I feel drawn to you.”

“Drawn to me?” Your head tilts curiously, “could you expand on that?”

“I feel it too,” Dan Heng murmurs, eyeing Caelus. At this you lean back, furrowing your brows in thought.

“Oh?” March leans into Dan Heng’s seat. “I think I know what they’re talking about.”

“Something, emotionally, maybe, makes me want to be close with you,” Himeko speaks to you directly for the first time. “It’s like a tugging in my chest telling me to care about you.”

Ignoring the blatant rush of heat to your cheeks, Caelus expands on Himeko’s words. “Exactly. I can’t explain how or why, but I feel that you’re important, at least to me.”

Fuck, they’re going to make leaving so hard, won’t they? They can’t just say things like that.

“Oh.” Processing those words is hard.

Noting the way you’ve halted and your body language, March hovers a hand over your forearm, debating whether to touch you.

“Does that make you uncomfortable?” She asks, already sounding let down.

“No! No, not at all. It’s just.” You laugh, not out of humor or joy, but something nervous. “If you guys say things like that I’m not going to want to leave.”

“What if we don’t want you to leave?”

“I think that’s a conversation for another day, Caelus.” Welt steers the conversation back on track; what you really came to ask: “Where are we stopping first?”

next >

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rockpapertheodore · 1 year

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I cannot tell you how frustrated I am with the anti-math movement because despite what anyone thinks in high-school, you use math constantly every day in ways the very, like, sexless? way school teaches math will never prepare you for.

If you want to run a business? Inventory costs, storage and logistics, labour and wages, bills.

You have any customer service job? You are making change. You are making SO much change. All the time. Sometimes the computer works and you're safe, but sometimes your entire point of sale is beholden to the whims of a third party system with a web server of your entire inventory on the other side of the state and it's gone down. Again. So u gotta do all the math on paper because you're still open because it's an inconvenience, not a reason to stop business.

Baking.

Building something? Gotta do some dang ol' physics and engineering if u wanna do it efficiently and with minimal expenses.

Sports people are doing so much subconscious math all the time, without ever knowing it, and being aware of all the ways geometry (if ur playing a stick-and-ball game like baseball or cricket or pool) or physics (literally every sport)

I'm not gonna lie, I'm not sure where I was going with this beyond "im so annoyed with the incompetent presentation of math in US public schools." Please understand I'm not trying to shame anyone, and I am not judging anyone for struggling with math. Math is an arcane wizard language invented to quantify and understand the functions of the world around us. The human brain is a pleasure-seeking monkey with astronomical pattern-recognition abilities, and some beautiful autist in the past went "hey actually what if I could measure everything?" And math started.

I'm not even particularly good at any discipline beyond general mathematics because I've been making change for customers since I was 6.

Also its really fun making ur bosses sweat when you piece together the profit margins on accident because you 'tism for a second and guesstimate the cost of buying in the product and margin of profit based upon sale price and volume of sales.

Anyway learn and understand just enough to survive, and then just enough more to make your employers sweat when you can explain to your coworkers approximately how much the store is making.

Shoutout to my discalculic homies, I don't know how to make math that doesn't suck yet, but I'll do my damndest to help u out when they create a sequel to numbers that makes sense.

#math is annoying but like #its a lot more necessary than people want to think it is

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joonberriess · 1 year

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𓆩♡𓆪 “can we take this off and get naked?” — jock!jk

·˚ ༘ 💌 TAGS — SMUT, pure smut, riding, creampies, degradation, jk’s a big fat meanie :( , y/n likes it tho, she kinda wanted to cock warm him??? dunno he’s playing games tho at first lmao, CHAIR SEX FOR THE WIN.

"Yugyeom quit fuckin' around, we're losing cause of you!"

It's been like this for about the past hour since you and Jungkook got home from having dinner and watching some movie at the theaters. You were lazily sprawled out in his bed, watching some anime on the TV while Jungkook sat at his desk playing some game you didn't know of.

You didn't mind the cursing and yelling coming from him cause well, it's Jungkook. Though you did start getting a little lonely, it was no fun watching anime all by yourself when Jungkook was more than capable of coming to cuddle you in his big arms.

You could already picture it! Jungkook would be shirtless because he always took his shirts off and gave them to you before bed (but you were already wearing his shirt duh). You'd be all wrapped up in his arms, leg tossed over his hip as you watch the new episode of My Hero or Demon Slayer. Maybe if you wanted to you could give him kisses all over and then he'd give you kisses all over and it'd just be a fun time!

Yeah, that sounded like a perfect idea. Too bad he was playing his games. You had begun to pout without realizing it, who else was going to lay on your tits and use them as pillows? Luna wasn't here to lay on them and Jungkook wasn't paying attention. You didn't like this... not one bit >:'(

"Hmph." You glared at the computer screen that was taking up so much of your boyfriend's time, it was YOUR time not theirs. "Gonna show you whose time it is." You mumble quietly and slip out of bed, sauntering over as you gently slide Jungkook's chair back.

He's in visible confusion and turns to look at you in question, hands still hovering over his keyboard and mouse since you didn't really pull him that far anyways. You slip under his arms and climb on to his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck as you bury your face in his shoulder. Jungkook relaxes into the seat immediately and wraps his arms around you as he scoots the chair back in.

"Nah man, I was fixing my chair." Jungkook mumbles a bit lower this time, kissing the side of your head as he goes back to playing. He even lowers the volume and tones his comments down, limiting them to just small talk and slight curse words, nowhere near as loud as before.

Your eyes are closed as you peacefully rest your eyes and take a little cat nap on him. Jungkook occasionally jerks a little in the seat, jostling you just a little bit in his lap but you don't mind. In fact you find yourself seeking more of him because in the middle of all that you can feel his heavy cock sitting inside his sweats press against you, and you're not wearing anything other than his shirt and panties.

He presses up just nicely against you, it feels like enough to grind down on him and get pleasure but knowing you... you don't want grinding. You want the REAL deal, and you want it now.

"Yugyeom," Jungkook bites back another curse when he feels it, you grinding down on him. At first he doesn't say much and it's probably because he thinks you're doing it by accident or something. So he doesn't comment and goes back to playing the game. That is until he feels you do it again, only this time you moan, soft and sweet the way he likes it.

You turn your face to hide in his neck, lips parting as you softly moan and continue grinding your hips in tiny circles. His cock throbs pathetically in his sweats and right away you know he's gone commando. You gently kiss his neck and suckle on the patch of skin there, tongue pressing down and applying the slightest of pressure.

He sucks in a breath, clearing his throat as he furiously pushes at some keys and clicks his mouse, "Yeah, I heard you.." He mumbles.

You're having a lot of fun with this, heat pools in your panties as your pussy slicks up with anticipation. This is all so new to you, usually you're not the one initiating anything and usually you don't take control/charge like right now. You could used to this if anything.

Jungkook lets out a choked groan when you suddenly slip your hand down between the two of you, sliding inside his sweats and stroking his throbbing cock. Your delicate fingertips take ahold of the tip and rub around it, smearing the precum that built up from your little teasing. His hips jump in surprise, and he barely has time to answer Yugyeom when his friend asks him a question.

"You good bro?"

".. Yeah," he breathes out, looking down between the two of you where your hand is slipped inside his sweats. He nearly moans but bites his bottom lip in efforts to not give away what was happening.

You pout softly, really wanting nothing more than to slip down to your knees and get his cock into your mouth. You crave the weight of it on your tongue, you want him to hit the back of your throat and make you gag on it. This will do you suppose, turning your face and kissing the side of his face and leaning over to glide your lips over the corner of his mouth.

Jungkook turns to capture your lips in a quick kiss before he pulls away to reply to his friend. You giggle quietly and tap his hip, motioning to his sweats. He helps you slide them down, fitting them right under his balls as his cock slaps against his abdomen. You nearly drool and reach down to pump it a few more times.

"What were you saying?" Jungkook whispers out, jaw slack and tongue peeking out as he licks his lower lips slowly.

You adjust yourself in his lap and snuggle into his neck as you guide his cock towards your pussy. Your free hand is holding your panties to the side, a small dollop of slick drips from your pussy down on to his cock.

"Okay.. yeah.. yeah I can do that." Jungkook says shakily as he grips the mouse a little too tightly.

Finally you rub his cock against your folds, smearing your slick around first before you pop the tip inside. A low mewl escapes your lips, and you let his cock go in favor of setting your hands on his shoulders for purchase. You slide all the way down until your perky ass meets his thighs.

You hear him swear under his breath as he takes a moment to relax in his chair. You tentatively roll your hips in figures of eights, getting used to the feeling of his fat cock so deep inside of you in this position.

"Mm-" you bite your lip and relax against him, eyes fluttering closed.

Jungkook makes a quiet noise of confusion, probably questioning why you aren't moving yet. You lazily look up at him from where your head lays on his shoulder, "You can keep playing." You softly say as you stare up at him, " 'm gonna take a nap coz you feel so warm." You smile dreamily.

"Baby," he says but Yugyeom whining in his ears cuts him off as he stares slack jawed at you.

You peck his jaw and then his lips, "Was just kidding," you wiggle around, "don't mind me."

You roll your hips slowly, pussy greedily swallowing up his cock and making these little squelching noises. Jungkook pokes his tongue against his cheek as he tries to focus on the game at hand. You notice he isn't replying as much and can only muster out hums and grunts. It makes excitement to hear him moan pool in the pit of your tummy as you squirm around to get a good grip.

"Jungkook we're gonna level up in the que okay so my bad if I take a little long to ready up." You hear from the headset since the room was filled with only your little moans and Jungkook's labored breathing. Perfect.

You sit up and cup his cheeks, bringing him in for a long kiss as you moan into his mouth. Jungkook's hands immediately drop down to your ass and grips both cheeks in hand. He starts moving you in his lap, kneading your ass and grinding you back and forth on his cock. The delicious friction it brings nearly has you drooling.

"Mm..mm.." You shakily reach behind you to mute his mic, struggling with finding the button at first but Jungkook gets the hint and reaches over to slam the off button.

Hell breaks loose once it's off, a whimper bubbles out of your throat and you start slamming your hips down on his. The sound of your ass meeting his thighs fills the entire room as you bounce on his cock. The chair begins to lightly creak in protest from the weight of you and him and for a minute you think it's gonna cave in.

"Fuck," Jungkook harshly breathes out as his lips part, "baby couldn't wait so you had to come bounce on my cock like the desperate little slut you are?" He groans slapping your ass, "That's it baby, fuck yourself on my cock, you can ride me better than that."

The little whimpers and moans that leave your mouth rise in volume, you're eager to show him you can take his cock and make him feel good too. :( You reach behind you to set your hands on his knees for support, " 's not e-enough..!" You whine loudly.

"Then make it enough," he growls back, "you wanted to be a little bitch in heat so act like it." He slaps your ass harder, making a louder whine escape your lips.

He gives you a look and you sniffle softly in defeat, "Meanie." You mumble and set your hands on his shoulders, riding him more earnestly now.

You huff with effort and set a pace you both like, not too fast and not too slow either. The clapping noises get louder and lewd squelching add to the mix of the filthy fucking. A ring of white forms around Jungkook's cock as you get it wetter and wetter, the slick dribbles down to his balls and on to the floor. The slide is so wet you have to force yourself to focus on the task at hand because quite frankly you want nothing more than to clean up all this mess with your tongue.

Jungkook's moans rise in volume alongside yours, occasionally turning into breathless pants and sighs. He has a death grip on your ass, fingers leaving little prints here and there wherever he grabs. "Doing so good for me baby, look at you making a mess all over my cock. Gonna have you clean every last drop of it, 's only fair since one of yours holes made the mess." He licks his lips, tilting his head up to watch you through hooded eyes.

"Jungkook..!" You squirm, " 's not enough I want you to touch me." You pout.

"Where?" He smirks.

You whine loudly, "You know.."

"Actually I don't, c'mon be a little smarter than that baby, or you too cock drunk to even answer?" Jungkook slips his hand from your ass and cups your tit, "I can touch you in so many places it's hard to tell where you want me." He murmurs and leans forward to engulf your nipple in his mouth.

You let out a moan, "There too," you grab his other hand and guide it between the two of you, "I want you here though."

His finger comes into contact with your throbbing clit, you mewl happily and rock your hips back and forth on his cock, "Yes.. like that," you softly whine, "more, more.."

Jungkook presses down on the sensitive bud and flicks it back and forth, "You gonna cum baby?" He licks his lips.

You nod eagerly, going back to bouncing in his lap, only this time faster, "I'm gonna cum," you whimper, "so close..!"

"Then cum for me, let go baby c'mon," Jungkook whispers once he lets your nipple go with a lewd little pop, he brings you down for a sweet kiss and holds you to him as he bucks his hips.

His cock slides deep and hits those sweet spots with ease, your hips desperately seek more and more. Your orgasm draws nearer and nearer, tummy doing flips as it grows hot down between your thighs.

"Jungkook!" You cry out weakly, back arching and hips going stiff as you cum hard on his cock, completely soaking his cock and making a even bigger mess than before.

Jungkook growls lowly and doesn't let up on your poor overstimulated clit until you're crying out for him to stop as you shakily reach down to push his hand away. He grabs ahold of both your cheeks and grips them tightly as he begins fucking up into you.

"That's it baby, greedy little pussy sucking me in." He whispers.

The creaking gets a louder and there's a flopping sound from where his balls hit your ass with each thrust. You can only mewl and hold on as you wait for him to finish inside your cunt.

Jungkook comes a few seconds later, hissing through gritted teeth as he steadies you and rolls your hips slowly. He milks his cock through his orgasm, filling you up just nicely. A satisfied little sigh leaves you and you snuggle closer to him like a little kitten.

"Mmm carry me to the bed please?" You pout.

"After we clean you up," he murmurs back, "you still gotta pee 'member baby?" He turns his mic on and tells an angry Yugyeom he's done playing for the night, "I got busy and I need to help my girl with something."

He ignores the little curses sent to him as he logs off and hangs up from the call, "Okay baby, up you go."

You make a little "wee" noise as he lifts you up and carries you off to the bathroom for a well deserved shower, and if you end up letting him fuck again that's your business.

HE’S BACK! I haven’t figured out how to finish his Halloween special so that might be later on -.- im feeling a bit better now so i might as well focus on writing hehe.

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duhnova · 2 years

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control me - jeon wonwoo

gamer bf!wonwoo x fem!reader

word count: ~3.0k

kinktober masterlist

warning(s): smut under the cut!! (mdni), porn with minimal plot, princess & kitten & baby used as petnames, voyeurism? (no one’s watching but they’re listening), guided sex?, dirty talk, blow job, deep throating, throat/face fucking, hair pulling, praising (reader is called a good girl), degradation?, reader is called a brat, manhandling?, definitely some unresolved/confused feelings (but we don’t talk about that here), let me know if i forgot anything! - don’t mind grammatical errors / typos (i tried)

your boyfriend sat at his desk, the bright screen of his monitor lit up his face as he grumbled into his mic, irritated at one of his teammates for allowing him to get killed in the game. it was always attractive to watch him play, his jaw set, his eyes narrowed in concentration and his fingers tapping at his keyboard allowing the veins in his arms to become prominent. it always got your gears turning as you sat on the edge of the bed with your legs tightly crossed, waiting for the opportunity to talk to him.

“baby?” you pout once you see the lobby screen. you watch wonwoo hit the hotkey for his mic as he pushes one of the ears back to listen to you.

“what’s up princess?” he cocks an eyebrow, tilting his head back enough to see the pout on your face. he pretends he doesn’t know why you’re pouting, but he knows exactly what you want, it’s his job after all (at least he thinks it is), as your boyfriend, to know you like the back of his hand.

“how much longer are you gonna be playing?” you uncross your legs, letting your thighs squeeze together to hopefully help emphasize that you need a little help down there.

“i promised the boys that i’d be on all night.” he mumbles, seeming to not realize that your neediness was because you were extremely turned on right now. wonwoo has always been a good judge of character, able to read anyone like an open book and know exactly what they’re thinking before they even think it. but when it came to you he preferred to not read you, wanting you to tell him exactly what you wanted when you wanted it, which is why he’s acting oblivious.

“all night?” you huff, before falling back against the bed already given up on the thought of him coming to fuck your brains out on it.

“i’m sorry baby,” he laughs softly before cursing quietly, looking at his computer screen. “i’ll cuddle you all night i promise.” he mumbles before he’s unmuting to talk to his friends who started another match without him noticing.

you grumble to yourself about wanting to get fucked, not cuddled. rolling over onto your stomach you grab your phone that was laying on the bed and you start to aimlessly scroll through all your socials. it felt like forever passed by (it was only five minutes) before you finally sat back up, a brilliant idea popping into your head.

you remembered a conversation you had with wonwoo awhile back where you discussed the possibility of him fucking you with the boys either watching or listening through their discord. it was no surprise to wonwoo that the boys were physically attracted to you (and maybe even emotionally but that’s something he didn’t want to tap into knowing it would just piss him off) so he agreed that if the time ever came for them to all be in the mood then he’d fuck you with them around in some way.

with a devilish smile on your face you open up your messages with vernon, knowing he’d actually respond to you out of the three. the message said something along the lines of ‘wonwoo isn’t paying attention to me so im gonna suck him off under the table until he does, do you and the boys wanna fuck with him while i do it?’

it didn’t take long for vernon to text back, saying he’d ask the boys in the next lobby. so now, here you were, kicking your feet impatiently as you watched wonwoo's screen. once the word victory flashed on the screen you squealed quietly, catching your boyfriend's attention.

“you normally don’t react when i win or lose.” he deafened himself so the boys can’t hear him and he can't hear them. he pulls his headphones down to rest around his neck as he spins in the chair to face you. “do you really want my attention that badly?” he can’t help the way his lips twitch up into the slightest smile, he’ll never admit it but he loves it when you’re desperate for his attention.

just as you were going to respond you got a message from vernon. ‘we’re all in.’ you can’t help but bite your lip before looking back up at wonwoo, giving him your best puppy dog eyes. wonwoo swallows the lump in his throat, knowing exactly what that look was for.

“i do want your attention but, i know you hate breaking your promises to your boys so how about a compromise?” you slowly slide off the bed to walk up to where he’s sitting. out of instinct wonwoo wraps his hands around the backs of your thighs to hold you in place as he looks up at you. god he looked so hot, looking at you like you were the center of his world (and you were).

“compromise?” he mumbled, his fingers digging into your flesh when you reach your hands out to trail down his chest and stomach, stopping just before the waistband of his sweats.

“mhm, you can keep playing with your boys and i can just sit under your desk…” you’re slow to drop to your knees in front of him, looking up through your eyelashes. “like this.” his breath catches in his throat, his dick jumping a little in excitement at the sight of you on your knees for him.

“what if the boys hear?” he mumbles, looking up at the screen where a countdown started signaling they were about to join a new game. “fuck it, just be quiet under there.” he mumbles as he lets you get comfortable under his desk, a happy squeal leaving you making him shake his head with a fond smile on his face.

you quickly text vernon to tell him that the plan is starting. tossing your phone to the side you make quick work at tugging a wonwoo's sweats and boxers down enough to free his half hard dick, exposing it to the cold air and causing wonwoo to hiss quietly.

“yeah i’m all good,” he grumbles into his mic before he glances down at you, almost groaning at the sight of you practically drooling over his dick. “just hit my desk, that's all.” he reassures his friends before he focuses back on the game.

wonwoo is normally good at keeping his composure, he doesn’t lose self control easily and right now he was definitely demonstrating it. he barely paid you half a mind while you wrapped your fingers around the base of his cock, before leaning in to flick the tip of your tongue over the slit. you took your time, slobbering up his dick so that you can pump your hand up and down it so that he can get fully hard before you take it in your mouth.

the only indication that you got that your boyfriend was enjoying himself was his legs tensing up and his words were muffled, he was talking through his teeth as he clenched his jaw to keep from moaning.

“hey man, are you sure you’re good?” mingyu grumbles into his mic, knowing exactly what was wrong. wonwoo lets out a strained “all good.” his jaw clenching harder when you finally take the tip of his dick in your mouth.

his eyes roll a little as his hand squeezes his mouse tighter, his fingers more aggressively tapping his keys as he tries to distract himself from the warmth of your mouth surrounding his dick. he doesn’t remember getting so hard but he’s not surprised, his body reacted so quickly to you and he should be embarrassed but considering it was you he couldn’t bring himself to care.

“you don’t sound good,” vernon laughs quietly, huffing when he gets downed in the game. “sounds like you got something distracting you.” vernon was thankful they weren’t video chatting so that wonwoo couldn’t see the smirk on his face.

“i’m not distracted.” wonwoo grunts, his hips bucking up into your mouth a little. he has to bite his tongue to keep from groaning at the small sound you made.

“are you sure?” seungcheol sounded smug, like he knew something and if it wasn’t for the tip of his dick sliding down your throat wonwoo would’ve bit back at the older male. “if i didn’t know any better i would assume y/n was doing something to you.”

wonwoo’s eyes widened a little as he looked over at discord to make sure his camera wasn’t on. how could cheol possibly know what was going on? in the few seconds that he was distracted someone came up and killed wonwoo, causing him to groan in annoyance (and pleasure).

“what happened woo?” mingyu pokes at him. “is y/n really sucking your dick or something? is that why you turned to shit all i’ve a sudden?”

“shut up gyu,” wonwoo hisses, his hand going to grab your hair and push you further down on his dick, desperate to feel more of your throat surrounding him. “you’re just talking shit now.” he tries so hard not to make any sounds that would give him away.

“talking shit? i’m just telling the truth. it’s not my fault you can’t handle the thought of y/n wrapping her lips around your dick.” mingyu laughs a little, knowing he’s getting under wonwoo's skin while he’s falling apart in your hands (and mouth).

you swallow a little around the tip of wonwoo's dick to hopefully distract him from arguing back with mingyu and it works surprisingly well when his eyes close and he lets out a loud curse.

“maybe he’s not imagining y/n’s mouth around his dick.” vernon just stares at his screen, a small smirk playing on his face but his ears are bright red.

“didn’t know you were the type to whine woo.” seungcheol teases. “is she taking you all in? or is she only teasing you?” this was starting to get fun for them as they continued to relentlessly tease and coo dirty things into wonwoo's ears. a lot of it was their own fantasies poking through, how they wished you would suck them off but they’d rather sit on a hot grill than admit that out loud.

“god fuck you all.” wonwoo moans as his head falls back, his self control completely crumbling as he relishes in the feeling of your mouth. his legs were tensing and his fingers were gripping tighter on your hair, helping you ease all the way down on his dick, your nose brushing against his pelvic.

“aww you here that he wants to fuck us.” mingyu jokes, and wonwoo was about to cuss him out but instead he stumbled over his words, your hand had slipped into his boxers to squeeze at his balls.

“fuck, y/n such a good girl.” wonwoo mumbles in a haze, his orgasm fast approaching now that you’ve taken up messaging his balls.

“she is a good girl.” one of the guys breathed out, it was hard for wonwoo to tell as his blood rushed in his ears, his hips bucking up more aggressively as his orgasm was right there, and just as he was ready to unload down your throat you manage to pull yourself off his dick. he gasps in surprise and stutters.

“why’d you stop?” he looked at you with wide eyes while panting softly.

“beg.” you smirk up at him, you thought you had the upper hand here since he was basically putty in your hands.

“what?” his eyes went from surprised to ‘are you serious?’.

“you heard me.” the boys were muttering in wonwoo's ears about how you were being a little brat, and if it wasn’t for the fact that you ripped his orgasm away wonwoo would’ve told them off for calling you a brat (not that they were wrong but only he got to call you that).

in one quick movement wonwoo grabs your hair again and tugs you up so he can come face to face with you, an almost malicious smirk on his face. he mumbles against your lips, asking you to repeat yourself again.

“i want you to be-“ before you can finish your sentence wonwoo is pushing you back down to sit on your heels. he tugs your head down and growls at you to put his dick back in your mouth, and he almost misses the way his friend breathing hitched. you were happy to have his dick back in your mouth, your eyelashes flutter as you look back up at him. you knew what was coming and you were fully prepared for wonwoo's wrath (though you hope that he doesn’t withhold any orgasms from you like you did to him).

he definitely isn’t nice in the way he pushes you fully down on his dick, your throat already prepped to deepthroat him.

“you wanna be a little brat?” he groans as he holds your head down on his dick, causing you to gag a little (not that you cared, you were just happy that he finally lost control). “have my friends whisper dirty shit in my ears while you gagged on my dick?” he grunts when you swallow, the warmth of your throat squeezing around him deliciously. “well now you’re gonna take everything i give you while they get to listen.” he rips his headphones off his head, and with one hand he adjusts them on yours so you can hear everything his friends are doing and they can clearly hear all the wet lewd sounds of wonwoo fucking your throat.

vernon let’s out a string of curses, his head falling back against his gaming chair as he listened to the way he can tell that wonwoo's dick is far down your throat. he didn’t want to think about how big his friends dick was but he also couldn’t help but imagine just how much you could take in that pretty mouth of yours.

mingyu was shamelessly moaning, his hand shoved down his pants and the loud sound of his hand jerking himself off could be picked up by his expensive mic. his forehead was resting on his desk as the only thing he could think about was wonwoo's quiet grunts and your loud gagging and occasional moaning.

seungcheol was in a similar position as vernon, his head hanging off the back of his chair, his eyes closed as he contemplated his next words. teasing wonwoo was one thing, it was fun even but after hearing you he couldn’t help the way his cock jumped in his pants.

“fuck you sound so pretty.” vernons voice felt hoarse, his throat gone dry but he couldn’t stand not saying anything. he felt like he needed to say something because god did you really sound so pretty.

“so pretty.” mingyu breathes out in between his moans, his hand speeding up when he notices that wonwoo sped up as well. it’s not that he was relying on wonwoo to determine how fast he jerked himself off but he didn’t want to prematurely finish before the fun was over.

“sound like such a good girl.” seungcheol groans lowly, his own hand palming over the tent in his pants, his own self control jumping out the window. “are you a good girl y/n?” you nod your head around wonwoo's dick before realizing they can see you, so you hum to acknowledge seungcheol words.

“fuck.” wonwoo groans at the vibrations from you humming around his dick. “are they making pretty sounds for you kitten?” you hum again as you swallow around his dick again, drawing a louder groan from your boyfriend.

his fingers dig into your scalp as he fucks your throat faster, his head thrown back and his mouth wide open. the boys could definitely hear him loud and clear but he could care less at this point, there was no shame anymore as he relentlessly bucks his hips up.

wonwoo's orgasm was fast approaching again, the coil winding itself back up as his moans got more airy. his legs began to tense up and he was for sure going to get a cramp in them until you started smoothing your hands over his thighs. despite how ruthless he was fucking into your mouth and how blurred your vision was from tears you couldn’t help but think he looked so pretty, his hair messed up from his headphones being pulled off and his eyes squeezed closed as his jaw fell slack.

“god, fuck.” he curses loudly as he finally cums down your throat, his hips still bucking up as he rides his orgasm out. you make the lewdest gagging sound ever as you struggle to swallow his cum while having his dick still shoved down your throat. “shit.” he finally pulls out of your mouth, watching how a thick string of saliva and cum connect your mouth and his dick. “so pretty.” he sighs fondly as he gently wipes your lips before grabbing your chin to tug you up to sit in his lap.

your thin pajama pants were soaked through from how aroused you were. he couldn’t help but sigh contently at the warmth of your clothed cunt sitting on top of his semi hard dick. he coos quietly at you as he takes the headphones off your head, messing your hair up even more but neither of you cared, especially when you two were able to hear mingyu cum through the headphones as vernon curses about how hot that was and cheol mumbles that he’s still extremely hard.

“that was hot.” you mumble loud enough for the boys to hear you through the mic as you settle down in wonwoo's lap, getting comfortable in the minimal space you two had on the gaming chair. your boyfriend had a lazy smirk on his face, he was always the type to want to sleep after sex but he was far from done with you tonight, and despite the fatigue he was starting to feel he was definitely going to ruin you. “what do you boys think i should do to her next?” wonwoo mumbles into his mic once he has his headphones back on, this time he was gonna give them something to listen to as they tell him how to fuck you.

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Guided Sex | Bakugou Katsuki x Shindou Yo x Kirishima Eijirou x Kaminari Denki x Reader

𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱 - 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟

Kinktober masterlist.

This is a extended part of this thirst post.

Summary: Kirishima invites Shindou to one of their game nights when Sero can’t make it, and Bakugou is pissed. But once Shindou realises that you’re on the other side of the call with Bakugou, he has something else planned.

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Shindou Yo x Kirishima Eijirou x Kaminari Denki x f!reader.

Warnings: 18+, pwp, guided sex, dirty talk, exhibitionism, voyeurism, phone sex, m!masturbation mentioned, squirting, praise, still not proof-read sorry!

Word Count: 3.2k.

“Don’t be mean, Bakugou.” The cocky tone of Shindou’s voice radiated through the speaker, “Let her hear properly.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes, taking one of his headphones out so he could place it inside your ear. Shifting his hips so your back was pressed firmly against his chest as he weaved his arms around your waist. Holding you tight against his body as you could now hear everything on the line clearly.

“She’s got a headphone in,” Bakugou muttered, the tent in his pants prodding your ass as you shuffled against it.

“She’s finally joined us, huh?” You could hear the grin in Shindou’s voice as you rested your back against Bakugou’s chest, “Hey, pretty girl.”

“Hi,” You mumbled shyly, suddenly feeling self-conscious that everyone was listening to you, eager to hang on to your every word.

“Hi,” Shindou repeated back with a grin, “Glad you decided to join us for the game. Is this your first time too?”

Your face flushed at the question, knowing all too well that this most definitely wasn’t the first time you’d joined Bakugou during game night, often irritated that he was spending some much-deserved time off work with his friends instead of with you when you were especially needy. So often he’d allow you to climb onto his lap during the games as you shamelessly got yourself off using him, the microphone going silent so he could whisper filth into your ear. Telling the guys that it was his connection, even though gameplay never once dropped. You’d lost count of the number of times that you’d sucked his cock during a stream, but this was the first time you’d been caught.

“Oh, it’s not?” Shindou took your silence as his answer, the response causing a confused “What?! How?” To burst from Kaminari as Kirishima sucked in a breath, “You naughty girl.”

A soft gasp left your lips at his lewd words as you rolled your hips on top of Bakugou’s lap, trying to bring some stimulation to your needy clit.

“You got three guys jacking it because of how pretty you sound, sweetheart.” Shindou’s voice was raspy on the other side of the line, “Thinking about how pretty you’d look sat on their cocks.”

“Fuck,” Kaminari groaned on the line, “You’d look so pretty on mine.”

“Shut up, dumbass.” Bakugou growled, “You’d never stand a chance.”

“Say’s the guy neglecting his girl,” Shindou goaded Bakugou, “I can’t believe you still wanted game night tonight when you’ve got a pretty girl needy for you.”

“Shut the fuck up, you don’t know shit.” Bakugou spat.

“I know she’s desperate to cum, aren’t you sweetheart?” Shindou pressed, hearing the slight lilt to your breath as he spoke directly to you, “Can hear how needy you are.”

“Fuck,” You whined, grinding yourself on Bakugou’s lap as your clit throbbed desperately.

“Bakugou’s not very nice leaving you to get yourself off, is he?” Shindou whispered, you could practically hear the smirk on his face through the line as the sound of a computer chair squeaking echoed in the background.

“What you tryin’ to say?” Bakugou snarled behind you, tightening his grip on your thighs as he tossed the controller down.

“I’m just sayin’,” Shindou continued, “If I was lucky enough to have a pretty girl like you do, I’d be cancelling game night to take care of her.”

“She’s taken care of,” Bakugou growled as you felt his palms begin to heat up against your skin.

“Sure doesn’t sound like it,” Shindou smirked, “Do you need to cum, sweetheart?”

“Don’t fuckin’ talk to her.” Bakugou rasped angrily, but the desperate sound from deep in your throat had all the other men moaning on the other side of the line.

“Jesus,” Shindou sucked in a breath at the sweet sounds coming from you as your clit throbbed.

“I wish there was a camera,” Kaminari groaned as you heard the crude sound of him spitting, the noise had your entire body aflame as you writhed on top of Bakugou.

“Are you jerking it to my girlfriend, asshole?” Bakugou snarled, his chest rumbling.

“I can’t help it, dude. She sounds so fucking hot.” Kaminari whined.

“You can’t blame them,” Shindou scoffed, his own hand palming his thick cock, “Your girlfriend’s hot.”

“Guys maybe we should stop-” Kirishima tried to placate.

“Don’t act like you’re not touching yourself, Kiri. I can hear you doing it.” Kaminari scoffed as you heard Kirishima try to stutter out excuses on the other side of the line.

“You guys are a bunch of fuckin’ pervs,” Bakugou growled, but made no attempt to shut the call off as he gave your ass a rough squeeze.

“I’m sorry, bro.” Kirishima whined, “I did try not to-”

“Sure ya fuckin’ did.” Bakugou rolled his eyes as the other three men continued to argue on the call, taking the opportunity to check on you.

“You okay?” He whispered against the shell of your ear as you nodded your head gently, pressing his lips to your temple as the guys continued bickering on the other end.

“Tell me if it gets too much, I’ll end it.” Bakugou continued, craning his neck to look into your eyes for any signs of doubt as you nodded back.

“Can’t believe you guys are arguing when you’ve got a pretty girl desperate to cum on the line,” Shindou scoffed.

“I can make her cum without any of you fucks,” Bakugou rolled his eyes, reaching a hand up to palm your breast. Making you arch your back into his touch as you let out a soft whine, your nipples pebbling beneath the oversized shirt you wore.

“Tell us what he’s doing to you, sweetheart.” Shindou pressed.

The silence on the other end of the line was deafening now, all three men listened with bated breath for your answer.

“Playing with my tits,” You mumbled, feeling Bakugou pinch your hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger above the fabric.

“Oh fuck, what are you wearing? Are you naked? Is she naked?” Kaminari fired questions in quick succession as he groaned softly.

“What is this? A cheap fuckin’ porno? Why’re you askin’ stupid questions.”

“I kinda wanna know if she’s naked or not too man,” Kirishima mumbled.

“Use your fuckin’ imaginations,” Bakugou growled.

“I’m wearing one of Katsuki’s shirts,” You mumbled, answering their question as you felt Bakugou’s hands sliding beneath the fabric.

“Is that it?” Kirishima sucked in a breath.

“Yeah,” You replied breathlessly as you felt his warm palm cup your naked breast.

“Man, that’s hot.” Kirishima groaned.

“Fuck, no panties?” Kaminari pushed, tightening his grip around his cock.

“She just said that, didn't she, asshole?” Bakugou spat gruffly as you felt him tug your nipple away from your body, letting your breast bounce back in place as he let go before repeating the motion.

“Dude, can you turn on your camera, please? I wanna see.” Kaminari replied childishly.

“Fuck no,” Bakugou scoffed, “She’s all mine.”

“I can just imagine how pretty you look right now, sweetheart.” Shindou smiled softly, pressing his thumb against the fresh pre beading at his tip as he smoothed it along his length, “Wish I was there to worship you in person.”

“She don’t need you,” Bakugou continued, “She’s got more than enough with me.”

“I dunno, I think she’d enjoy my quirk,” Shindou smirked.

“Wanna see what that pretty pussy of yours tastes like.” Kaminari whined, “Bet she tastes so good.”

“Tell Bakugou to play with that pretty pussy for us, yeah?” Shindou continued, “Take his hand and place it on your clit.”

“Shit,” You mumbled as you moved both hands to wrap around your boyfriend's wrist, holding him tight as you moved his palm between your thighs. Feeling calloused fingers immediately delving between your wet slick in search of your clit, parting you open to pull the hood of it back as he tapped against the sensitive nub softly.

“Does that feel good, sweetheart?” Shindou cooed, “You like having your clit played with?”

“Yeah,” You sighed as you leaned into Bakugou’s touch.

“I bet you’d love me playing with it more,” Shindou added.

“Yeah, right.” Bakugou scoffed, shaking his head in annoyance.

“Oh, I think she would,” Shindou replied cockily, pressing his fingers against the edge of his desk for emphasis, the shrill vibrations sounding through the speakers as the items on his desk began to tremble from the speed of the vibrations. The noise had you squirming on Bakugou’s lap as you imagined the sensation of it against your sensitive clit, “My quirk has many uses, instead of just setting shit on fire.”

“Shut up, asshole.” Bakugou snarled from behind you, his hand tightening on your thigh as he increased the pressure against your clit.

You ignored their bickering as you focused on the delightful pressure against your clit, writhing on Bakugou’s lap as you chased your pleasure. The coil inside you tightened as your lashes, closing your eyes as you felt the pleasure begin to consume you.

“I’m gonna cum-” You whined, grinding your hips against his hand as the three men on the other side of the line went silent immediately, knowing they were listening intently to every sweet sound you made as Bakugou sent you over the edge. The coil inside you snapped as you let yourself come undone, crying out in pleasure as your body spasmed, riding out your bliss.

“Jesus,” Kirishima breathed heavily, “That was-”

“Dude, your girlfriend is so fuckin’ hot. It’s not fair.” Kaminari whined.

“Good girl,” Shindou murmured, “Sound all pretty and shit when you’re cumming, you know?”

You keened at his praise, feeling a warmth surrounding you as Bakugou nuzzled your cheek. Whispering quiet praises against the shell of your ear as he smoothed a calloused palm along your thigh.

“You still doin’ okay, angel?” He whispered.

“‘m good,” You mumbled.

“You’re so good, sweetheart.” Shindou continued, obviously overhearing you, “Did such a good job.”

“That’s it, assholes.” Bakugou cut him off, “We’re goin-”

“What? You afraid of your performance on call?” Shindou snorted, “Figures.”

“I ain’t afraid of shit.” Bakugou snarled.

“Sure seems like it, considering you’re leaving before you’ve even given her what she wants most.” Shindou continued, “Nothin’ wrong with a little performance anxiety. I mean, I’d probably be a little nervous too, trying to please my woman in front of some other guys-”

“I ain’t fuckin’ scared.” You could feel Bakugou’s chest tightening behind you as he practically seethed from Shindou’s words, his palm heating up against your thigh as he went to spit back another insult.

“Prove it.”

“You fucker, ya think- wait what?” Bakugou was caught off guard.

“Prove you’re not scared and fuck her,” Shindou replied simply.

“Fuckin’ prick,” Bakugou mumbled beneath his breath as he shifted your body weight onto one of his muscular thighs as he tugged down his shorts just enough to free his thick cock. The length of it warm as it was trapped between your lower back and his chest, trying to grind yourself back against him as he held your hips tight.

The other men could hear the rustling on the other side of the line as they waited for more action, the slick, lewd sound of hands stroking cocks played out through the headphones causing your cunt to throb in anticipation.

“You gonna show them how pretty you sound when you’re sitting on my cock, sweetheart?” Bakugou murmured as he pressed a soft kiss to the curve of your neck.

“Yeah,” You sighed, bucking your hips back against him as the other men let out faint curses.

“Shit, man.” Kirishima whined, “You’re so lucky.”

“Oh, fuck.” You sighed blissfully as Bakugou finally pressed the tip of his cock against your tight entrance, slowly sinking you down on his length as you felt him begin to fill you up.

Bakugou sucked in a breath of air as he hissed through gritted teeth, feeling the way your tight cunt clenched around him as his thick lashes fluttered. Still throbbing from your previous climax as he gave a tentative roll of his hips to try and get you to loosen up a little for him.

“That’s it, sweet girl.” Bakugou whispered against your cheek, “Ya feel so good.”

The praise had you crying out in pleasure, a sultry moan spilling from your lips as he began to lift you from his length and drop you back down, the curve of his cock angled perfectly against the spongy spot inside you as you feebly tried to match his movements.

“Oh, fuck.” Kirishima gasped as you heard a crash on the other end of the line, clearly he’d accidentally knocked something onto the ground. His breathing was heavy as the slick sound of his hand stroking his cock went silent.

“You came already, Kiri?” Bakugou asked, his fingers continuing to press messy circles to your clit as your walls throbbed around him, “Shitty fuckin’ stamina.”

“It’s not my fault she sounds so pretty,” He whined.

“He’s right, she sounds real pretty.” Shindou grinned, “Wish I was there to hear it in person.”

“I can’t believe I lasted longer than you,” Kaminari laughed before it turned into a moan as you let out a high-pitched keen as Bakugou hit a particular spot inside you.

“Doesn’t sound like you’re far behind,” Shindou laughed as he leaned forward in his chair, his hand still wrapped firmly around his cock, “Are you close too, sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” You gasped as Bakugou hit a particularly deep spot inside you, your thighs quivering as you approached your high.

“Fuck,” Bakugou growled, biting down on the curve of your neck as he continued his rough pace. Picking you up and dropping you back down on his cock, the lewd sound filling the speakers as the men on the other end listened on.

“That’s it, beautiful. Show us how pretty you sound when you cum.” Shindou murmured, continuing to stroke his cock as he listened to the sweet sounds spilling from your lips.

“Daddy?” You choked out a gasp as you felt yourself falling, “Can I cum?”

“Yeah, princess. Cum for me.” Bakugou smirked cockily at the fact that you’d asked him permission when Shindou was the one commanding you on the line.

“Of course, she calls you daddy.” Shindou scoffed.

“Jealous?” Bakugou laughed, splaying his palm against your pelvis as he pressed a wet kiss to your jaw.

“I am actually, yeah.” Shindou replied honestly, “I’d have her fucking screaming it if I was there.”

“You’d have her screaming for me?” Bakugou snorted.

“Shut the fuck up, dickhead.” Shindou retorted in annoyance, but both men were cut off from their bickering when you let out a desperate cry. The line went silent as they listened to you coming undone.

“Oh my god,” You gasped as your walls began to tremor around Bakugou’s cock. Your entire body felt aflame as you fell into your bliss, your toes curling as you came hard. Your walls milked Bakugou’s cock for all he was worth as you writhed on his lap, white-hot pleasure coursing through your veins as he helped you to ride out your high.

“Good girl,” Bakugou whispered, growling at the sensation of you clamping down around his cock, “Always so pretty when you cum.”

“I wanna see so bad,” Kaminari whined, his moans sounding through the speaker as he worked himself towards his own release.

“Fuckin’ perv.” Bakugou spat but you could feel his lips curving into a grin against your neck, “Hear that, princess? How desperate he is to see how beautiful you look right now sitting on my cock?”

Your walls clenched around his cock at his words as you moved a hand back to thread your fingers through the messy hair at the back of his undercut, nails scratching against his scalp as he hissed in pleasure.

“Shall we send them a picture?” Bakugou smirked, feeling your walls throb at the thought.

Bakugou kept his pace as he continued fucking into your tight cunt, the thick veins on his cock catching against your slick walls as he prolonged your pleasure. His palm splayed against your pelvis had you feeling tight as a different sensation began to build inside you, a tension begging to be released as you felt yourself diving head first into another climax.

“I’m gonna- oh, shit.” You cried out as you felt yourself succumb to the ecstasy swirling inside you, crying out Bakugou’s name as you came undone. A clear stream of liquid gushed from your cunt as he continued hitting the same sensitive spot inside you.

“Did you just squirt?” Bakugou rasped as he felt the wetness hit his thighs and feet as you spasmed on his lap, white spots blanking your vision as you let the climax wash over you, “That’s so fuckin’ hot.”

“Shit, did she squirt?” Shindou groaned, the slick sound of him stroking his cock increased as he worked himself towards his release, “That’s so sexy— shit.”

Shindou found his own release with a gruff groan, spilling his white hot release into his palm and lap as he tried to remain focused on the pretty sounds you were making on the other side of the line.

Bakugou followed quickly after as he gave a few more messy ruts up into your tight heat as he came with a grunt, painting your inner walls with sticky, warm spurts of his release as his nose nuzzled the back of your neck, warm palms rubbing soothing circles against your hips as he stayed buried deep inside your fluttering walls. Cherishing the aftershocks of your climax as he kept you plugged full of his release, his thighs soaked with your release.

“Do we at least get a selfie?” Kaminari wasn't above sounding desperate through the speakers as he practically begged to see what you looked like right now, “Please?”

“You’re lucky you even got to hear her, asshole.” Bakugou scoffed, “You should be grateful.”

“You’re no fun, Dynamight.” Shindou taunted, “He doesn’t want us to see how pretty his girl looks right now.”

Unbeknownst to them, Bakugou was taking a selfie with you with his cell phone, holding it high in the air to get as much of you in the frame as possible. A dewy glow to your skin from the layer of sweat sticking to your body as you shyly hid your face in his neck, holding the phone out to you so you could see the photograph to make sure you were okay with it before he created a group chat on his phone with the guys as he sent the photo.

“Fuckin’ hell,” Shindou sucked in a breath.

“She’s so pretty, how did you get so lucky?” Kaminari whined as he got the notification, “Sero’s gonna be pissed he missed this week.”

“Wow,” Kirishima sounded breathless as he surveyed the image.

Bakugou tossed his phone to the side as he pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek. Running his hands along your exposed sides as he slowly lifted you off his softening cock as you let out a whine of displeasure. Suddenly feeling empty and cold as you felt his cum begin to trickle out of your slick warmth and onto his lap beneath you.

“I’m gonna go clean her up,” Bakugou muttered, moving to shut off the stream.

“Same time next week, yeah?” Shindou added before he left as Bakugou looked to the side to see your face as you nodded shyly.

“Tch, yeah.” He grinned as he moved the mouse towards the red button, “Enjoy fucking your fists, losers.”

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