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Last Chance At Redemption

Chapter 26

AHHHH!!! SOO much has happened since the last update, and I’m so sorry this has taken so long!! Also, I got my second vaccine shot yesterday and it is kicking my ass. Anyway, I’m actually really sad that this story is almost over, but I’m so happy that so many people have enjoyed it!! This isn’t the last chapter, but it’s only a few chapters away!! I hope you all enjoy and it makes you as happy as I was to write it!!

(Yes, this chapter is long as hell and I’m sorry 😭)

Warnings: SMUT, 18+, Dialogue heavy, FLUFF, Drinking, swearing, Daddy kink (ties into the SMUT warning)...I think that’s it?

Word Count: 7206

Song(s) That Inspired This Chapter:

Sirens - Pearl Jam

six-thirty - Ariana Grande

POV - Ariana Grande

I do not give consent for my works/stories to be posted elsewhere.

Previous Chapters:

Chapter 1 ,Chapter 2 , Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 ,Chapter 6 ,Chapter 7,Chapter 8 ,Chapter 9 ,Chapter 10 , Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14 , Chapter 15 , [Deleted Scene] Let’s Try Something Different, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18 , Chapter 19 (part 1), Chapter 19 (part 2), Chapter 20, Chapter 21, Chapter 22 , Chapter 23 , Chapter 24, Chapter 25 , Chapter 26

“Hugh! Where are you-”

“Don’t start,” Ransom called from the bathroom after spitting out toothpaste. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

“Clearly I’ll know it because I’m protesting it now!” Abigail snapped back from the bedroom.

“Always being a smart ass,” he muttered.

“I want to spend time with you and you’ve been going out a lot these last few months. If you’re cheating on me, just tell me.”

“Guess what isn’t funny?”

“Did you hear me laugh?”

“Will you just fucking relax? You know I’m not cheating, I’m just busy. I don’t give you shit when you’re all wrapped up in work!”

“Uh, yes you do.”

“Well, not this much,” he quietly corrected before turning off the light and making his way to the bedroom. “Listen, I promise...fuck,” he groaned upon seeing Abigail sprawled out naked on the bed.

“You don’t have to go out,” she purred softly, sitting up on the bed and opening her legs, baring her wet pussy to him. “Stay in and play with me, Daddy.”

“Don’t. I do have to go out but I swear I won’t be gone long,” he practically whimpered. He knew he wasn’t gonna last long and needed to get out of there fast.

“You don’t wanna play?” she questioned before getting on the floor and her knees, crawling over slowly to him.

“Abs, don’t fucking-”

“Or you can discipline me. It’s not like I’ve been a very good girl as of late,” she said sweetly, stopping right in front of him and looking up at him through her thick lashes.

“Keep this up and I’ll punish you as soon as I...fuck Abigail, why do you have to be so difficult?” he groaned as he clenched his eyes shut at the feel of her rubbing her hand over his clothed and very pronounced member.

“Please?” she whimpered, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. “It looks to me like you wanna stay,” she smirked before licking the tip of his cock.

“Shit,” he groaned. “You always have to be such a spoiled little brat, don’t you?”

“Only for you, Daddy,” she smiled innocently before taking the length of him in her mouth.

“Jesus Christ,” he grunted, feeling her tongue message his cock and she sucked hard “that fucking mouth is so perfect. Such a desperate little whore,” he moaned. “So desperate and needy for me.”

He glanced down at his watch to check the time. He mentally cursed himself for not just walking out the door after he brushed his teeth. ‘Fuck it, you’re gonna be late anyway. Might as well have some fun. Just apologize to Jeff, he’ll get it.’ Ransom thought to himself.

He tilted his head back before placing his hand on her head and grabbing a fistful of her hair. “You’re gonna make Daddy so late because you can’t fucking listen,” he grunted, pulling her hair motioning for her to stop. “On the bed now. Hands and knees,” he commanded, before taking off his shirt and throwing it to the ground.

Abigail squealed in delight, quickly making her way onto the bed. “Do I get the paddle, Daddy?”

“No, you like it too fucking much,” he muttered, getting out of his pants and boxers. “You like your punishments too much, so we’re gonna try something new,” he stated coolly, walking up behind her and giving her ass a hard smack. The moan that left her mouth only made him harder. “I’m gonna make sure you don’t act up for a long time, you little cockslut.”

“Fuck,” she whimpered, spreading her legs even further apart.

Ransom couldn’t help but smirk at how desperate she was for him. How desperate she always was for him. He lightly ran his fingers along her damp folds and she quietly begged him to stop teasing her. “No, no, no,” he taunted “you wanted to be a disobedient little slut, remember? Now you have to wait.” He licked her slick off of his fingers and groaned. He was supposed to be punishing her, but it was starting to feel like he was punishing himself. “Next time I tell you to wait until I get back you’ll listen, won’t you?” he questioned before giving her ass a hard smack.

“Yes Daddy, I’ll do whatever you say. Please just do something to me,” she cried out, gripping the satin sheets tight.

“So fucking needy,” he chuckled before thrusting himself inside of her. He stayed still inside of her, only gaining more whimpers and cries from her. “Stop whining.”

“Then do something!”

“What was that? Are you commanding me?”

“I’m sorry, Daddy! I just-”

“You know you aren’t supposed to command me,” he said darkly, wrapping his hand tight around her throat. “Oh sweetheart, you’re only making it worse for yourself,” he laughed. He started thrusting hard and fast, keeping a strong hold on her neck. “Disrespectful little slut,” he groaned, feeling his own release coming soon the more he felt her walls clench around him.

“You feel so fucking good, please don’t stop! I’ll be so good, I promise!” Abigail squealed. “Fuck!”

“Are you close?”

“I’m so fucking close, shit!”

“Good,” he grunted before pulling out.

“What are...Daddy please don’t!”

“Shouldn’t have been a little brat. Now get on your knees and finish me off. Daddy has to go,” he stated simply.

“Please-”

“Keep disobeying and you’re in for a long night. Knees now,” he commanded, arms crossed and looking Abigail directly in her big doe eyes.

She huffed in frustration before getting on her knees and sucking him off. Ransom couldn’t remember the last time she had messaged his balls while blowing him, and he couldn’t help but think that she only did it because she was hoping he’d let her cum after. He was about to laugh when he felt himself in the back of her throat.

“F-fuck!” he stuttered out, using his hand to hold head in place and starting to fuck her mouth. “Can’t get enough...of this...shit!” he exclaimed, cumming hard. He stayed still for a moment, letting her make sure he was all clean, before taking his cock out of her mouth and patting her head. “Good girl.”

“When will you be back?” she huffed, watching him get dressed.

“In about an hour. Maybe a little longer.”

“Daddy!”

“What did I tell you about whining? Cut it out.”

“You’re being mean!”

“And you’re being a spoiled little brat. I’ll take care of you when I get home, and you better not get yourself off,” he warned, buckling his belt.

“I might just do it and not tell you about it,”

“Oh sweetheart, I’ll know,” he smiled sadistically “and you won’t like the consequences. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“I hope you crash,” Abigail muttered, crossing her arms.

“No you don’t. I love you,” he laughed softly, kissing the top of her head.

“I love you too,” she replied, still not meeting his gaze.

“Take Sampson for a walk, call Taylor, go see Heidi,” Ransom called over his shoulder, as he walked out of the room. “I’m sure you’ll think of something to pass the time.”

“Ass!”

“I might just be in yours later!” he called back.

“Someone is grouchy,” Taylor laughed, watching Abigail pour herself a glass of wine.

“He wouldn’t let me cum and I’m pissed,” Abigail mumbled, taking a sip.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Sex. He didn’t let me cum.”

“I need more context but I’m afraid to ask.”

“It’s a control thing, and while I love it, I’m irritated as hell.”

“What the fuck goes on in your sex life?” Taylor laughed, opening a bottle of beer.

“I don’t even wanna think about the person I am during sex,” Abigail whined, only causing Taylor to laugh harder.

“That much of a whore, huh?”

“Whatever you’re imagining, make 40x’s worse.”

“Well damn, bitch!” Taylor chuckled. “I didn’t know it was that bad!”

“I’m literally a bitch in heat over him,” she sighed. “That wasn’t the point today though. I just wanted him to stay home. I miss him.”

“I’m sure there’s a good reason for him being out so much. He’ll tell you when it’s time.”

“You’re being oddly calm about this, what do you know?”

“I’m just not going to get myself worked up over Ransom. There’s nothing on this planet he wouldn’t do for you, and I’ve already warned him that I’ll kill him if he hurts you...again. I’m sure whatever he’s up to is something to make you smile.”

“Where the hell are you?” Abigail questioned, finally noticing the change in scenery in Taylor’s background.

“We went on a little getaway, Jeff’s idea. Anyway, enough questions about me. How are things? I feel like we haven’t talked in forever!”

“Things are going really well, surprisingly. Slowly getting Heidi to start dating again. I see Willow when she stays over with Heidi and Hannah, since Lisa now lives with Todd.”

“Speaking of Willow, how’s that whole thing going?”

“Oh, that,” Abigail scoffed “it’s messy. Lisa swears that she’s capable of taking care of her, but she clearly isn’t. Since she moved in with Todd, she’s out partying every other night, she barely makes any time for Willow. Heidi refuses to leave Willow with Lisa, and Willow doesn’t want to be left in Lisa’s care. I saw Heidi and the girls last week and Willow looks happier than I’ve ever seen her. Her and Hannah are best friends. Heidi is trying to keep it from going to court, but Lisa’s being a real bitch about the whole thing. Heidi said that even my mother is willing to help her keep custody of Willow.”

“Jesus Christ, that is messy! I can’t imagine how Willow’s feeling.”

“Yeah, I’m gonna go see Lisa in a few days and try to talk some sense into her.”

“Wait...what?!” Taylor exclaimed, almost dropping her bottle of beer.

“Lisa may be a lost cause, but Willow isn’t. I’m not gonna let Lisa fuck up her childhood anymore cause she can’t get her shit together,” Abigail sighed.

“Are we bad adults because we’re drinking at 2pm?” Taylor questioned, sensing that there needed to be a topic change.

“Eh, I don’t think so. We’re not drunk at 2pm, we’re just drinking at 2pm. There’s a difference.”

“You’re in therapy, so I’m gonna take your word for it,” Taylor sang as Abigail started cracking up.

“I do have to go though. I told Heidi I’d drop Sampson off so he could play with the kids.”

“Why doesn’t she just get her own dog?”

“She’s looking after two kids, one of which isn’t her own. I think she has her hands full.”

“Fair point, what about Lisa?”

“What about her?”

“Do you think she’ll listen?”

“I’ll make her listen.”

“Well damn bitch,” Taylor laughed. “Talk to you later?”

“Of course, I love you.”

“I love you too, babes,” Taylor responded sweetly before hanging up.

Abigail smiled and looked down at Sampson, who was sitting at her feet and wagging his tail. She sat down in front of him, wrapping her arms around him, petting him vigorously. She hadn’t spoken to Lisa since the launch party, and while that hurt her more than she cared to admit, it had done her a world of good. However, she wasn’t about to ignore Willow’s well-being for her own personal benefit. That would wait for a later time, though. For now, she just wanted to enjoy every thing else.

“I’m gonna drop you off at Auntie Heidi’s, okay?” she said to Sampson, holding his face in her hands. “don’t tear up her fucking house like you did last week, k?”

Sampson simply barked in response.

“I love you,” Abigail laughed, kissing the top of his head before standing up.

She led him back into the house before putting on her old ratty sneakers and an old flannel jacket, leaving and locking up. She made her way to her car, situating Sampson in the back seat, before getting in the front seat and sitting in silence for a moment. She refused to let Lisa’s terrible parenting and selfish ways shit on her good day. With the exception of Ransom denying her the two things she craved (attention and an orgasm), she was extremely happy with how her life was was going. The restaurant was doing great, her relationship was doing great, her friendships were healthy, and her dog was was healthy. The negative parts of reality could wait for a day or two.

“Ready for Auntie Heidi’s?” Abigail called over her shoulder to Sampson, who just barked in response.

She smiled and shook her head before starting her car and driving off. Yeah, the bad parts could wait just a little bit longer.

“Uncle Hugh!” Harper yelled, running to Ransom and jumping into his arms.

“Hey Sweetheart,” he smiled, picking her up and kissing her cheek. “Where’s your dad?”

“You’re late,” Jeff commented, walking in from the living room.

“Blame your best friend,” he muttered and Jeff let out a small laugh.

“Still on you about where you’re going all the time?”

“She won’t drop the fuc...fudging situation,” Ransom quickly corrected, looking down at Harper who was smiling at him innocently. “Don’t tell your mom I said that,” he said, raising an eyebrow. Harper just laughed and nodded.

“Well, she’ll find out tomorrow and all will be right in the world.”

“I still can’t believe you guys got this done so quick. I was definitely expecting this to take MUCH longer,” Ransom said in awe as he looked around the downstairs.

“With as much as you paid, I was able to get a lot more help. Hell, I was almost able to take half the company.”

“Your boss is a jerk, you should take the whole company.”

“Yeah, maybe one of these days,” Jeff chuckled. “Take a walk around the house, tell me what you think.”

Ransom started on his quick little tour of the house, still carrying Harper, as he laughed quietly at her little commentary. He couldn’t stop thinking of how much he wanted little moments like this with his own children, but he forced himself to push those thoughts out of his mind. It’s not something him and Abigail had ever talked about, and he had enough things on his mind to give him anxiety.

“Uncle Hugh, may I be the flower girl?” Harper asked, as they stood in the master bedroom, looking out the giant panoramic window behind the bed.

“Not sure, sweetie. You do have competition,” he smirked.

“No, we can all take turns!”

“Oh? I see you’ve put a lot of thought into this already,” he laughed. “Well, don’t get ahead of yourself, Little Miss. She has to say yes first,” he sighed.

“She will. I know it,” Harper smiled.

“What makes you so sure?”

“She looks at you the same way my mom looks at my dad. She doesn’t look at anyone like that. She’s happy around you, and it’s not a fake happy, but like...like when my mom surprises with me with Wendy’s,” she smiled and Ransom laughed softly.

“You really think she’ll say yes?”

“Mhm, I really do,” Harper smiled.

“We’ll see, Peanut,” he smiled before pressing a soft kiss into her hair.

They made their way back downstairs and when Ransom set Harper down, she quickly made her way outside, playing in the woodsy area.

“You’ve got a great kid, anyone ever tell you that?” he questioned, as he and Jeff watched her do cartwheels.

“Yeah, I think she’s pretty fucking fantastic. Very much her mother’s child,” he chuckled. “She say something good?”

“She just gave me the boost of confidence I needed,” Ransom said thoughtfully.

“She has tendency to do that,” he smirked. “You ready for tomorrow?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.”

“She’s gonna say yes. I’ve known her a long time and...just take a deep breath.”

“Yeah...I just...I know I don’t deserve her. We’ve been through so much...it’s still hard to believe that she chose me. She always chooses me.”

“And she always will,” Jeff smiled.

“You all are gonna be here tomorrow, right?”

“Yeah, Taylor is texting Heidi all the details, so everyone will be here on time tomorrow. Everything is all set!”

“Fuckin’ relax,” Ransom muttered as Jeff laughed.

“Stop stressing, you’ll be fine.”

“Yeah, I’ve gotta go though. Abigail is all ready to kick my ass, better not keep her waiting any longer,” Ransom smirked.

“Have fun with that.”

“Oh, I plan on it,” Ransom chuckled as Jeff just shook his head.

On Ransom’s way home, he stopped at the jewelry store to pick up the second half of Abigail’s present set. Once back on the road, he did his best to drown out all of the voices that were telling him it wasn’t gonna work. He looked over in the passenger seat and a small smile came to his face as he looked at the neatly wrapped white box. Everything would be fine. He had her and she had him. They didn’t need anything else.

“Princess!” Ransom called, coming into the house, closing the door behind him.

“Yeah, I’m up here,” Abigail called back, laying on the bed and flipping through channels.

“Someone’s still pissed,” he laughed, running up the steps.

She cut her eyes at him when he finally made his way into the bedroom. “You were mean.”

“Why was I mean?”

“It doesn’t matter, you were still mean,” she huffed.

“Did you behave like I told you to?” he questioned, holding up a neatly put together white box.

“What did you do?” she groaned.

“Don’t worry about that, I asked you a question. Did you behave?” he asked again, almost in a low growl.

And just like that, she was desperate for him all over again. “Y-yes.”

“Yes...?”

“Daddy,” she gulped.

“Good girl,” he snicked, placing the box beside her and hovering over her. “I didn’t like punishing you, but you have to behave.”

“You’ve been gone so much!” she whined before she could stop herself.

“You’ll find out why tomorrow.”

“Daddy...what did you do?”

“Something that will make my Princess very happy. Now strip,” he commanded, standing up straight.

“But I-”

“Are you questioning me?”

“No,” she quickly responded, getting out of bed and out of her panties and quickly removing the t-shirt she was wearing.

“Fucking gorgeous,” he muttered, looking over. “Open your gift and put it on.” Abigail stood there for a second and looked at him for a second and Ransom shook his finger at his disapprovingly. “You’re making me repeat myself a lot today. I don’t like it,”

“Sorry, Daddy,” she all but mumbled softly, before picking up the box and slowly opening it. She gasped once her eyes landed on what was inside. “Hugh...”

Inside was a necklace with a diamond heart pendant and a bracelet with a diamond key on it.

“Do you like it?”

“It’s too much!”

“That’s not what I asked you,” he stated, taking a step towards her, taking her chin in his forefinger and tilting her head slightly. “Do you like it?”

“I love it,” she said breathlessly.

“Put it on,” he commanded as he started to take his own clothes off. “I wanna fuck you senseless while you’re wearing only those.”

As much as she wanted to argue with him about the gift, his words had her embarrassingly excited. Just like they always did. She instantly put the necklace on and was in the middle of putting the bracelet on when he made her cry out.

“Hugh!” she exclaimed, feeling his mouth on her on her the most sensitive part of her. She hadn’t even noticed that he had gotten on his knees. “Holy...fuck!” she cried out, as his tongue assaulted her clit while he sucked on it. “I can’t...baby, I can’t hold on much longer,” she whimpered, gripping onto his shoulder. She was just about to reach her release when he pulled away, causing her cry out in pure irritation. “Again?!”

“Sorry baby, but I want to see you cum hard for me. I wanna feel it on my cock,”he growled, looking up at her with half hooded hungry eyes before standing up and walking over to the other side of the bed, right in front of her dressing mirror. He sat down first, stroking himself a few times, before holding himself in place and pulling her down on his cock.

“Fuck!” Abigail hissed, her eyes clenching shut at the feel of being so full of him.

“Open your eyes, baby,” he growled before licking and sucking on her sweet spot, using one arm to hold her in place as he upthrust into her. “I want you to watch me fuck you. Watch yourself come undone on my cock!”

“Shit!” she whimpered, forcing herself to look straight ahead, watching Ransom fuck her into oblivion. “Baby, I need to cum!”

“Cum hard for me! Cum hard while you take my cock like a good girl,” he groaned, using his free hand to roll one of her nipples between his fingers, while trying to fight off his own release.

“I...fuck yes!” she screamed, finally reaching the high she had been trying to reach all day.

“Such a fucking mess for me,” he smirked, watching her cum hard for him, pressing a sloppy to her shoulder. “So precious and all for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes baby!” she whined, still trying to recover from a mind blowing orgasm.

“I’m gonna love and take care of you forever, do you understand that? You’ll never want or need for anything,” he growled, tightening his arm around her waist a little tighter, fucking her harder and faster.

“I love you so much!” she cried out, feeling her second release build up inside of her.

“Jesus...fuck!” he exclaimed, releasing his load deep inside her, coating her her walls with his own excitement.

They both sat there for a moment, no sounds other than their labored breathing, leaning against one another for support. When Abigail finally opened her eyes, she saw Ransom looking over her body as his hands caressed it. Softly, lovingly, and slowly. Making sure he didn’t miss a spot.

“Did you know that you’re everything to me?” she breathed out, making eye contact with his reflection in the mirror.

“You may have mentioned it a time or two,” he smirked, kissing the crook of her neck.

“You really didn’t need to get me this necklace and bracelet,” she sighed, looking over her jewelry in the mirror.

“Yes I did, you deserve nice things. I want you to have nice things.”

“You spoil me too much,” she chuckled, taking his hand in hers and kissing it.

“I don’t do it enough,” he smiled, before tapping her thigh softly. “You need to get cleaned up. I have a feeling you haven’t eaten today.”

“Neither have you!” she quipped.

“All the more reason for us to clean up,” he chucked as Abigail slowly got up.

“Wait a minute,” she questioned, looking over the key on her bracelet “does this actually go to something?!”

“You find out tomorrow,” Ransom smiled, kissing her temple, before making his way out of the bedroom. “Where is our dog?” he questioned, finally noticing how quiet the house was.

“With Heidi...what do you mean...can we just go to bed now?” she responded, her excitement growing.

“No, I just told you: we need to eat.”

“We can eat tomorrow! I-”

“Oh honey, we definitely need to eat tonight.”

“Wha-?”

“We’re nowhere near finished,” he smirked “just getting started,” he chuckled before exiting the room.

Abigail sat up on the bed, staring blankly at the TV, while Ransom slept soundly. He had her four more times after they ate dinner and she ended up sleeping until noon. She always hated that no matter what, he always slept longer than she did. When she looked over to her nightstand and saw that it was 1pm, she decided it was time to get him out of bed.

“Alright, that’s enough rest,” she muttered, getting up and pulling on his ankle.

“What the fuck are you trying to do?” Ransom chuckled, not even bothering to open his eyes.

“Get your ass out of bed!” she huffed, tugging even harder “I want my surprise!”

“What time is it?” he mumbled, not showing any sign that her pulling him was affecting him.

“It’s 1pm!” she said, pulling harder.

“It’s not time yet,” he stated simply, rolling over. Almost knocking her over.

“What do you mean it’s not time?”

“Exactly what I said, now get back in bed” he snorted.

“When will it be time?!”

“Two more hours.”

“Two more hours?! Hugh!”

“You really are terrible with surprises,” he smirked, finally opening one eye to see her looking at him with pure irritation in her eyes and her arms crossed. “Even when you’re being a brat, you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”

“I’m not being a brat! You know I hate surprises!”

“You’re being a brat,” he laughed, finally sitting up. “Come back to bed.”

“You want me to come to bed? Fine,” she huffed before standing on the bed and starting to jump on it. “Tell me!”

“Jesus Christ,” he laughed, one arm going over his stomach. “No! Just wait!”

“Well, can we at least do something?” she questioned, plopping down on the bed.

“We can do a few things,” he smiled devilishly.

“Not that,” she laughed.

“Fine, we’ll get up, get dressed, and I’ll take you to lunch. Sound good, brat?”

“Yes,” she smiled before kicking him playfully and sticking her tongue out at him.

They showered together, washing each other, and exchanging sweet little kisses ever so often. Abigail couldn’t tell what, but something felt different. There was definitely a change in Ransom, but it didn’t scare her. In fact, it made her...excited. When they got dressed, he kept glancing over at her and smirking. She wanted to ask him what he was so happy about, but she was starting to enjoy the mystery. She put on the necklace and bracelet he bought her, anxious to find out what the hell it opened.

All throughout lunch he went on about how happy he was that his book had been so well received, and how he felt like he had finally done something to make Harlan proud. He also went on about the ideas he had for a new book and wanting to get started on it sooner than later.

“How about you?” he asked, stealing a fry off her plate.

“What about me?”

“Have you decided what you’re gonna do about the restaurant? You never told me if you decided upon giving it up or not.”

“Oh, I guess I’ll keep the damn thing.”

“Don’t sound so excited,” Ransom scoffed.

“I mean...I am excited. I just...I don’t know,” she sighed. “It’s not even all the work that goes into it, I am proud of how far its come. I miss him. A lot. However, I am still angry that he just left, but I guess I always will be. Working there...it’s just even more of a reminder of how much time we lost together. He left it to me though and that’s something that I do actually cherish and appreciate. It comes in waves,” she smiled weakly.

“Well, I think he’d be proud of you and how far you’ve come. When it all gets to be too much, just remember that I’m right here by your side,” Ransom smiled sincerely.

“My my, this relationship has made you so soft,” Abigail mused only to be met with a fry in the face by Ransom. “Pretty sure that’s some form of abuse.”

“If that’s abuse, I don’t wanna think about what some of the things I did to you last night qualify as.”

“Alright, fuckin’ relax, Drysdale,” she snapped only cause Ransom to laugh so hard that he almost chocked on his drink. Once he caught his breath, he checked the time and waived the waiter over. “It’s time for someone’s surprise,” he smirked.

Despite Abigail insisting on paying the bill, Ransom snatched the check out of her hands, put $100 in the check presenter, and practically pulled her out of the diner.

“Did you just over tip? What is going on?” Abigail questioned, as Ransom pulled a blindfold out of the glove compartment.

“Don’t start your shit,” he mumbled, before tying the blindfold around her eyes.

“A blindfold?! Jesus Hugh! What the hell did you do?!” she exclaimed as he guided her into the car.

“All in due time,” he responded simply before closing the door.

When he started the car, he ignored all of Abigail’s questions which drove her crazy. However, he did manage to catch her off guard with the question he interrupted her with.

“What do you think about having kids?”

“I’m sorry, come again?” she questioned, almost lifting the blindfold, but thinking better of it at the last second.

“You and me having kids. What do you think of it?”

“Why the hell would you wanna have kids with me?” she scoffed.

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“I’m such a fucking basket case. Have kids with someone who is actually fit to be a mother.”

“What the hell do you think I’m doing with you? You think I’m gonna get bored at some point and just leave?”

“I still don’t know what the hell you’re doing with me.”

“You’re fuckin’ crazy, you know that?”

“All the more reason for you to be with someone else,” she smirked. “Why? Are you driving me to the woods to impregnate me?” she laughed. She didn’t need to see his face to know there was a wicked smile on his face. “Ransom!”

“How am I in trouble when you’re the one who said it?!” he exclaimed, as he stopped the car, parked, and turned it off. “We’re here, little miss fussy pants,” he muttered.

“I can’t see anything with this damn blindfold on my face,” she said, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.

“We can turn around and go home right now,” he snapped.

“I’m just kidding!” she laughed, covering her mouth “I’ll behave, I promise.” She crossed her heart and held up the peace sign.

“That’s more like it,” he mumbled before getting out of the car and slamming the door shut.

Abigail waited patiently for him to make his way to her side, feeling butterflies start to form in her stomach. “Why do I feel like you’ve done something you shouldn’t have?” she asked once he opened the door.

“Because you never think you deserve the world.”

“Oh, you’ve gone and done something big,” she groaned.

“Just be quiet and watch your step,” he mused, leading her out of the car and starting on their short trip. “Alright, stand...here.”

When Ransom untied the blindfold, Abigail couldn’t stop the gasp that left her mouth. “Hugh...is this the...??”

“Yup, you said this was your dream house.”

“But you didn’t have to...”

“Yes I did. Go inside and take a look,” he smiled, arms crossed.

Abigail turned to look at him, tears in her eyes, before turning her attention back to the house and slowly making her way inside. She took her time examining her every detail, touching different parts to make sure it was real. Everything she had ever wanted and envisioned in a house was right in front of her. Ransom had actually taken the time to listen to her when she rambled on about her dream house and made it real. From the wrap around porch to the library, to the intricate carvings on the walls, paint colors, decor of the rooms, and down to the shape of the bathroom tiles.

“Hugh, this is...this is every thing I’ve ever wanted,” she sighed, glassy eyed as she made her way into the kitchen. “How did you...?”

“I told you last night that I’m gonna love and take care of you forever. That you’d never want or need for anything,” he smirked before presenting her with a large velvet, wooden box. “The key is meant for this,” he smirked.

Abigail almost couldn’t bring herself to take the box from him, but quickly removed her bracelet before taking the box from him. She fiddled around with the box for a moment, before finally unlocking it and seeing all of the memories he had stored inside. The admittance tickets from their first official date at the pumpkin patch, a family photo that she and her father had been included in the first time they met, the chapters she had corrected from when he tried to trick her into working with him on his book, pictures of them with the kids after the Thanksgiving fiasco, pictures of them at a jazz club in the city when they went for Christmas, as well as pictures that they took at her grandparents house on Christmas.

As she rifled through every photo, she realized that Ransom had been paying more attention to her than she ever thought. What sealed deal was the photo he put in of her and her dad from the first time she worked the bar with him at the restaurant. She slowly came to the realization that he meant it when he confessed to her that he’d always want her.

“Hugh I...what are you doing?” she questioned once she turned and saw him on one knee.

“You are everything to me,” he stated softly. “You are the beginning and the end, my night and day, my reason for living, my reason for joy, and my reason for reason. I know that this hasn’t been ideal, most of that is on me, and I am so sorry for that. I will never be able to tell you how sorry I am, but please know that I mean it with all that I have in me,” Ransom sighed as he started to tear a little. “I don’t want to face any battle in this life without you by my side. I’m not the easiest to deal with, and neither are you, but together we aren’t so terrible. Even if we were, you are the only person in my life that moves me and the only thing that makes sense. You are my reason for being, my reason for breathing, and my reason for trying. You are my everything. That being said,” he stated, opening the little black velvet box in his hand “will you marry me?”

“Me? You want...me?” she questioned as the tears forming in her eyes.

“You’re who I’ve always wanted. The only person I’ve ever wanted. So, what do you say? Think you can put up with me forever?” he smiled.

Abigail nodded vigorously, tears falling from her eyes before she could finally form words. “I’d take you as my husband any day!”

Ransom quickly slipped the ring on her finger before standing up, wrapping her in a tight hug, and spinning her around. Abigail yelped in excitement as everyone came out of hiding and erupted into applause and praise. As everyone she held dear to her, grandparents and Sampson included, came out of their hiding spots to congratulate them. Watching and hearing them all give both her and Ransom congratulations and well wishes made her heart swell.

As the drinks started flowing and her grandparents started questioning Ransom about wedding plans, Abigail took a moment to herself to look at the scene around her and let herself believe that what had happened was real. She had waited for so long for the right guy to come along and now that he had, it just felt unreal. No, the relationship wasn’t perfect, and it probably never would be, but it was more than enough for her. He’d forever be more than enough for her.

“You okay?” Ransom asked, bringing her a glass of champagne.

“Everything is perfect.”

“You seem far away.”

“I’m here, I promise. I’m just...taking it all in. I love you so much and I’m so happy. I just need a moment to believe that this is real.”

“Nothing could be more real,” Ransom smiled before wrapping her in a hug and kissing her forehead.

“Promise you won’t get sick of me?”

“I could never,” Ransom promised softly.

Abigail leaned her head against his shoulder and took a deep breath. She had finally found the happiness and love she had been searching for, for so long.

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insufferablelust · 4 years

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I ummm woupd it be okay to ask you to do a mgg x reader smut. Like he ties reader up and fucks her but like sticks his fingers in her mouth to suck on but she is also really bratty and likes to make things hard for him (like at work) and just super dom mgg and really bratty reader. Idk I'm awkward sorry you dont have to write it I just thought maybe a suggestion I mean I really like your working and all

Finally new smut! yay! anyways i combined these two amazing mgg concepts from my queens and then turn them into this, adding my spice into it as well so i hope y’all love this! thank you for the reqs queens!! MASTERLIST OF ALL MY WORKS.

WARNINGS : Dom!Mgg x Sub!Reader, Degradation by name calling, Rough sex, Oral fixation, back seat abandoned building car sex, exhibitionism, overstimulation, lots of teasing, and all the good stuff. Plus fluffs!!! Read at your own risk❤️ leave a like and reblog, thanks!

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Having an actor as a boyfriend surely has its perks, one being the fact that i always gets to see how Matthew make his own version of art, his visions, as well as his god gifted talent, i must say that it warms my heart to no end, seeing him so passionate about something that he can even do in his sleep.

With perks, comes the not so pleasant ones, one of them is not seeing him for weeks sometimes. His busy schedule has put my relationship through some rocky beginnings, thankfully we made agreements and that’s settled. Of course, i could visit him whenever i want, even if it requires a plane ticket— he’ll provide it (not that you’ll take it.) but today is one of those days when the amount of missing him became greater than to actually wait patiently.

The location where Matthew currently filming, wasn’t that far from our shared house so it shouldn’t be that bad right?.... Wrong. A month into the filming process i felt the neediness present, he comes home every night yet you still miss him. He filmed during the day mostly, coming home late already tired, and then when his director gave him a time off or day or two break, he spent it by rereading scripts or working on directing his small projects.

It’s not that i didn’t understand his schedule, but something about having him so close yet so far away just chipped away any patience i have left in me. Frustrated, i grabbed the car keys and decided to go to where he was filming. I knew that he wouldn’t have a problem with you coming in, but I knew that would definitely have a problem or two about what i’ve been planning.

So you drove for an hour, until you reached the filming set, finding yourself growing expectedly needy and nervous. You texted him saying that you were on your way, the way he answered left you giggling and smiling like a schoolgirl.

“Sure sweetheart, come on over, my lunch break is at 12.15, we can have lunch together. When you got here just knock on trailer 4. Love you.”

Your knocked on his trailer door, anxiously biting your lips at the anticipation, it shouldn’t be such a big deal, you’ve visited his set couple of times before— it’s just.. what you wear and what you have in mind is making you jumpy with adrenaline coursing through your bloodstream. Only wearing one of his button ups, tucked inside the plated skirt that stop around mid-thigh. It’s one of his... kink really to see you in such a mundane outfit yet something about seeing you in his clothing on public nonetheless flick the switch inside Matthew, makes him go feral.

So as soon as he opened the trailer door, and see the sinful cladded clothing, he yanked you inside and furiously carry you to his lap as he sit down on one of the chairs. “Are you fucking crazy?” His tone sent chills down your spine, you know better than this, than to show up while he’s working, in such clothing that drove him mad. The tone in his voice plus the way he gripped your hips should’ve warned you just how mad he is. But you just innocently shrugged, and rolled you eyes, licking your lips before muttering a soft, “last time i check, i’m doing just—“

You were cut off instantly by the grip that’s now strongly held against the skin of your jawline, and the fingers that was penetrating your very lips. The act, sent your blissful sear to your core.

“Shut up, and listen here you insatiable bunny. I have to finish few more scenes, and it shouldn’t take long. I want you to be a good bunny, and behave. I’m giving you a chance to be good here, if you obey what i said, i’ll give you rewards but if i catch you disobeying me whilst i’m gone, believe me you won’t walk let alone sit for a week, pet.”

Matthew’s eyes burned holes through your skull, his fingers shoved deeper making you gag slightly, cheeks running with tears. “Do you understand, or do i have to write it down for needy whores like you hm?” His words are downright cruel yet your panties got more damper and damper. The only thing you can let out is soft whimpers and nods at him, your fingers scratching his arms to let you breathe.

“If you lie, i’ll know. Now be good, i’ll see you in a bit.” He pushed his lips against yours, kissing the tender lips softly before pulling away and then out the door.

Your heart was beating so fast, and your core ached, truly ached and sopping wet. You almost cried out at the frustration, but decided that you can take it, you’ll take it. So you decided to just lay there and tried to get some sleep. You thought the desire should’ve burned down for a bit after you wake up, but if anything it grows stronger and made you needier.

You were so desperate that you half expectedly slip your fingertips past through the waistband of your panties, sighing as you dream about the sensation of being touched by him, his fingers, his lips, his tongue, his damn cock. “Please..” You whimpered out to no one in particular, just the surrounding space on his trailer. “Matthew..” You moaned again, this time louder— loud enough that you don’t ever hear him opening the door, your eyes only opened when he slammed it, now standing in front of you, his hands tucked away inside his pants pocket.

“Matthew i—“

“Lay over my lap.” He commanded, the way he said it surely alerted all the nerves inside of you. You drew in a sharp breath, before crawling to where was sat at the edge of the chair, and lay tummy down across his lap, the skirt you wore made it easy for him to slide your panties down and shove them inside your mouth as he palmed your ass, gripping it hard, then before you could even breathe, his palm crashed against your ass cheeks.

“Count, and thank me.”

“One! Thank you Matthew!”

There’s something about her calling his name, begging him to do anything that gets him going every-time. He loves it especially when she’s basked with his scent, his clothes, him just him. Call him simply in love or obsessed, he doesn’t care as long as he’s with her. Being in control helps him relinquish all his stress, but really— it’s her who’s in control, if you want to stop he’ll stop. But he knows, both of them pleased each other and willing to go for miles just to be close and intimate.

“Five! oh! t-thank you.” Her breathing was shallow, her ass was on fire, and her core was dripping wet. This is what he loves about their relationship, the dynamics, and the amount of trusts they have with one another always sparked something inside him and her. God he would die for Y/N.

“Ten! please please!” He smiled, before yanking her hair upwards, bending down— his lips trail kisses from her neck up to her ear as he whispered, “What are you begging for, doll?”

“Touch me! please Matthew!” The way she begged turns him on like no other, yet he knows what she wants, and he’s going to give it to her. Making sure she will learn not to tease him this time.

“You’re so cute, and a mess too. I bet you love it don’t you? being a greedy mess for me?” The condescending tone of his should make her angry, but instead she moaned- she bloody moaned. “uh huh! i’m yours right?”

At that she turns to look at him in the eye, knowing just how frustrated if he sees her eyes, her damn puppy eyes. He knows her trick well enough to give her one more slap before tugging her to stand up shakily, whilst still holding onto her waist so that she won’t fall.

“Here’s what we’re going to do pet, we’re going to your car, and then we’ll wait until we get home. Okay baby?”

“No! no! no please!” Y/N whined as she stomped her foot like a child, the stern line of his jaw clenched as his palm burned and twitch with the need to reminds her to not talk like that to him. Yet he held back, decided to wait until a bit later.

“C’mon brat, fix yourself and let’s go.” And just like that, he walked away packing his things, leaving her wet and ready as tears streamed down her eyes, She’s so damn needy.

Pulling herself up, she fixed her make up as best as she can before gathering her things and catching up to him who’s already situated himself on the driver seat of her car.

If this is the game he wanted to play, then game on, Gubler.

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It started when they were about halfway to their house, long enough to make him believe that she’s well behaved. Uh oh, not when your girl is Y/N, she thinks. She parted her legs wide, pulling the palm that has been resting on her thigh for a while now deeper into where he could feel the heat through her panties.

“Y/N.” Matthew warned, his eyes flicking towards her, but instead of pulling back his hands— he gripped her inner thigh tightly instead causing her to whimper in delight from the mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Yes, M- Oh...” She fluttered her eyes shut as she make a dramatic arch of her back, as she felt his knuckles grazed against her puffy clit. Her free palm reached out to palm his cock through the pants he was wearing, earning strings of ‘fucking brat.’ from him which made her giggle.

“Oh, you’re enjoying this hm? Enjoy testing me like this?” Y/N innocently tilted her head, and shrug as if she’s not giving him a hand job right now. “Ah look at you, so cute. Just remember the consequences, petal.”

She giggled like an angel that she is before leaning to his side as her hand unbutton his pants, earning a loud “Don’t you dare.” From him, which she only replied with a lip bite and then took his hard cock out, gently running her fingertips against the veins.

“Oh but look baby! you’re clearly loving it right now.” She bat her eyelashes up at him before leaning down and place her warm mouth around the head of his cock, causing him to press the gas pedal a bit too hard. “You insatiable fucking minx.” He groaned, one hand on the steering wheel and the other one tangled in her hair pushing her down his cock.

Matthew was trying so hard to focus yet he just couldn’t, who’s to blame him? his girl’s warm mouth is around his cock, and the sight of her bending across the damn center console with her ruined panties on his peripheral vision doesn’t sit well with safety. Finding the nearest abandoned property and pulled over, before pulling her head up.

“Dirty whore, get in the back and get on your hands and knees.” He hissed, as he released the grip on her hair, which she obeyed immediately, crawling to the back seat on hands and knees as he waited for him. They’ve done this enough times to know which position allows them to have the best sensation.

The moment he crawled his lanky self to the backseat, her grip on the leather seat tighten— preparing herself for whats to come. She felt the grip on her waist as Matthew yanked up her skirt and then push her panties to the side before pushing his cock right into her dripping wet cunt, both of them moaning loudly, finally feeling the pleasure they’ve been teased out of each other.

Matthew didn’t spare her anytime to adjust to his impressive length as he immediately begins thrusting with a brutal pace, making sure to dug his nails onto her skin— leaving marks and indents.

“You love this don’t you? fucked in the backseat of your own car like a damn cheap whore.” He whispered harshly, causing her to buck against him— which resulted in quick violent slaps against her ass as he pound his cock into her like a maniac.

“Yours— yours Matthew, fuck.” She cried out, feeling the way his cock nudge her spot every time he thrusted inside making her mewls. Matthew yanked her hair back so Y/N’s back flushed against his front, slowing down his pace.

“You wanna cum baby? yeah?” He muttered darkly, his thrusts slowing down but pressing deeper that she could even feel it inside her tummy. Y/N tried to find the words but she just couldn’t, not when his cock is perfectly nudged against her spot so she cried out a loud yes instead and hoped that her boyfriend would give her mercy.

“Cum, go on..” She let out a confused moan, knowing that he usually don’t let her cum this easy, but paying no mind as she came around his cock, and screamed into the leather seat as Matthew released the grip on her hair.

He let her ride out her orgasm, and she was about to thank him and offered him a blowjob because she think she can’t take anymore pounding feeling overly overstimulated— yet that thought drowned as soon as his hips bucks up and continue to thrust her in a much faster and hard pace causing her to let out screams.

“No! n-no ah! Matthew! too much oh too much!”

“Shh, take it. You want to cum right? so you’ll keep on coming, baby go on.” He laughed against her ear as he keeps on thrusting, feeling himself got close. “N-please..”

“Cum again come on.” He hissed as he could feel the way her walls tightened so deliciously, encasing her velvet around his cock. The minute her screams went high pitched and her body violently shake, he knew she just came and that sent him to shoot heavy spurts inside of her, with heavy breathing and whispers, “Shit. You did so good baby, so so good, Y/N..”

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They both come down from their high slowly as Matthew pulled out of her, immediately pulling some tissues from her bag and wipe them both gently— trying not to cause any pain. “Shh it’s okay.. come here baby.” He said as he placed her on top of his lap after he cleaned them both.

“Hey.. I love you so much Y/N.” He whispered, fingers playing with her hair as she smiled against his sweaty neck and whisper a soft “I love you, Matthew. sorry for being a brat.” Which earned her a laugh from him,

“I still love you even if you’re being bratty. Just give me more reason to put you back in your place right princess?” He then move his fingertips to stroke her cheeks, feeling the flesh warmed up to his touch, as his thumb pressed against her lips.

She then opened her lips slowly, letting him push his thumb inside to let her suckle on it. Sometimes after a particularly rough sex like this or just generally when she’s trying to calm herself down, he would let her suck on his fingers. His girl surely has an oral fixation, but its also coping mechanism.

As he heard her breathing slow and even, he smiled— knowing she’s asleep. He waited for few more minutes before laying her on the back seat with a blanket covering her that he pulled out from the trunk, pressing one last kiss on her forehead before going back to the driver seat and then drive back home.

The day was perfect, and Matthew wouldn’t trade it with anything else.

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hqhunybuns · 4 years

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hiiii can u plz do a kuroo first time blowjob?? thanks i love your blog!!!!!

hi sorry i was too busy playing animal crossing but im back

First Time Head with Kuroo

It was a bad idea that popped into your head, a terribly devilish thought that you were sure would get you in trouble-- but it was worth a shot, wasn't it?

You were the Nekoma volleyball team manager, and also the captain's girlfriend. What a wonderful world you live in; the team adored you, your boyfriend thought you were as sweet as sugar. The truth be told, you and Tetsurou had only gotten to first base the entirety of your eight month relationship. You were shy when it came to physical affection, and you had a bad habit of getting too nervous when your boyfriend's hands started wandering further than your shoulders. He was always the perfect gentleman when you had to stop due to your erratic heartbeat, and while you profusely apologized every time, he took it in stride and never pressured you to do anything you weren't comfortable with.

It wasn't that you didn't think he was attractive, it was quite the opposite. He was Adonis-- tall, lean muscle, abs, strong jaw line, hair that you wanted to run your hands through. He was too perfect and it intimidated you. Other than the physical limitations you had set, it was a great relationship. The two of you could talk for hours, joking and laughing. His personality fit yours, he didn't get upset at your sarcastic quips, he actually enjoyed then and retorted back with just as much sass.

"Y/n, what's the problem? Why do you look so nervous?" your friend Aimee asked once class had been released for lunch.

"Yeah, and you look really sweaty..." your other friend Sayori mentioned, motioning to your red face.

Fanning your face with your hands, you admitted, "I'm going to do the deed today, that's why I look like a hot mess."

The two girls grinned and squealed, gaining the attention of the few stragglers in the classroom. You hushed then quickly, hiding your head in your arms. "Guys, please! This is already a stressful day! I don't need you all screaming and making a big deal of it." you mumbled into your arms.

Someone patted your head and ruffled your hair. "You really must be nervous if you're scolding us instead of screaming too."

"You may be right, Sayori-chan, normally Y/n is the first one of us to scream about something exciting."

You lifted your head and glared at your friends while trying to hide your growing smile. Aimee grabbed your cheeks and squished them together while Sayori hoped with excitement, "You're finally growing up! You put on your big girl thong today!"

"Oh my God, please don't ever say that again!" you groaned, trying to push the brown haired girls hands away from your hurting cheeks.

Sayori stopped her jumping and put her hands on small hips. "But it's true, you're going to be be the first one of us to actually put one of those things in your mouth."

Aimee stopped her assault on your poor face and rebutted, "Hey! I almost did!"

"Yeah, but then you woke up from your dream and realized Morisuke wasn't actually there." you teased light heartily.

The three of you laughed and you finally stood from your desk, stepping out of the classroom with your two best friends. Your trio hiked up the steps to the roof, opening the door and scoping it out, making sure no one had claimed your lunch spot for themselves. The warn sun caressed your face and the breeze carried the scent of the freshly bloomed flowers with it, pollen included. It was a gorgeous day, barely any clouds in the sky and birds happily perched on the edge of the roof, singing songs in hopes of finding a mate.

Plopping down on one of the benches, you confessed, "I've never seen his... you know what in person, what if I hurt him?"

Sayori tied her red hair in a messy bun before responding. "I've given a hand job before, they're surprisingly durable; you're only going to hurt him if you bite him or something like that."

Before you could respond with a smart ass comment, the devil named Tetsurou texted you.

Volleybitch (4) unread messages

Hey doll face (Ф∀Ф)

im bored Kenma wont stop playing fire emblem to talk to me

he keeps talking about defeating the death knight but idk who that is

we still on for tonight? you get to pick the movie as long as its good

You rolled your eyes as you responded.

tell him to recruit lysithea and he can one shot him with her lol

yeah we're still on!! the fams gone for the weekend so we can actually use the big tv in the living room

just promise to take a shower before we leave bc i dont want u sweating up my couch you stink

literally all the time

nasty sweaty man

Putting your phone away, you focused on your friends who were still more excited about your nights rendezvous than you were. It was true that you didn't want your boyfriend making your house smelling like a gym, but you didn't want to put your mouth on him when he was just running around getting sweaty. You had standards, and smelling and tasting sweat was not apart of those standards

"You ready to ditch this popsicle stand?" Kuroo asked, tossing his water bottle in his gym bag. His hair was slightly damp from the quick shower he had just had.

You rolled your eyes and replied sardonically, "With you? Never."

"You're right, look at that eligible bachelor over there waiting to watch a shitty movie with you tonight." He walked over to you and flipped you, pointing at volleyball pole that was being put away. "That handsome man wants to take you to dinner, but he can only afford McDonalds. So sad, Y/n, you can only get something off of the dollar menu."

You raised your eyebrows in fake consideration. "Perhaps, but he doesn't have any muscles, so it's a hard pass. Sorry, mister pole, but you're still single."

Your tall boyfriend laughed and guided you towards the gym doors, his hand on your back. You bit back a blush when he rubbed your back slightly. You're about to give this man a blowjob and you wanna blush when he touches your back? You were hopeless.

"So what movie have you decided on? It better not be anything related to Minions or Legos, or I promise you I will cry." Tetsurou deadpanned.

Humming, you grinned. "It's a surprise."

The ten minute walk to your house felt like an hour. You and Kuroo talked about the tournament coming up, but all you think of was the fact that you were going to suck this hot man's cock. The thought made you blush and salivate. Ideally his shirt would be off, letting you see how his work out regime gave him a delicious torso. You wondered how big he was, how thick it would be; would he taste good, would he be shaved? What if he didn't want you to suck him off? Would he find it repulsive?

"Y/n? Hey, dollface, we're at your house, stop walking or you're going to end up at your neighbors front door," Tetsurou's voice brought you back from your daze.

"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking of a strategy for the team and I guess I got lost in thought." you chuckled nervously, forcing your blush to evade.

Unlocking the door and stepping inside, your heart officially started to race. How was this going to start?

Right, start a movie!

"I'll start a movie if you wanna go get us something to drink from the kitchen," you suggested as you made your way towards the living room.

You shut the blinds in fear your neighbors would end up looking into them and seeing your lewd actions and quickly double checked to see if you locked the front door. Call yourself paranoid, but you didn't need anything interrupting.

Tetsurou returned with two glasses of water and a smirk. Once he placed the two glasses on the coffee table, he sink into the couch and gazed at the TV. "So, I see the decision is The Breakfast Club. Again."

"You know it's one of my favorite movies!" you argued, sitting beside him.

The movie started, and twenty minutes into the movie, it was time to start your plan.

You took a deep breath, exhaling through your nose. With a shaky hand, you ran it down Tetsurou's arm idly, gaining his attention. You could see his eyebrows raise in question as he gazed at your fingers brushing against his bicep. You wet your lips and kissed his cheek, traveling to his mouth.

This caught him completely off guard.

He didn't complain, though, shifting his body to make it more comfortable for the both of you. Feeling confident in yourself, your tongue brushed against his lips, asking permission to enter. He happily obliged, opening his mouth and letting your tongue graze his. His hands wandered to your shoulders, rubbing them as your tongues battled for dominance-- in the end, Tetsurou was victorious.

Your lower stomach was getting hot, you could feel your panties begin to dampen with arousal. His hands trailed down your shoulders to your arms, rubbing them softly. Your hands went to his hair, running your fingers through the tresses. The black haired boy groaned in your mouth, making you clamp your thighs shut. Feeling a burst of confidence, you broke the kiss and climbed into his lap, shocking him.

His eyes were dark with lust as he panted, "This is a nice surprise."

"Hush, or I'll stop." you murmured, going back to his lips with newly found gusto.

You've never been this aroused, your panties were soaked and threatening to spill onto your inner thighs. You knew your face was flushed brightly, but kissing Kuroo and feeling him harden beneath you was making your brain numb. It buzzed with lust and you could only focus on how his hands moved to your sides and how they felt like hot fire, his finger tips leaving warmth.

Experimenting was never something you thought you'd do, but you swiveled your hips in his lap, earning a heartfelt groan from the man beneath you. Breaking the kiss once more, you gazed at him with glossy eyes. Remembering your research, you stepped off of his lap and kneeled in front of his sitting form, peering at him through your lashes.

You'd never seen Kuroo blush, but seeing you on your knees, flustered, hair tousled, and lips plump from kissing, you'd think he'd passed out.

The tent in his shorts were impressive, no matter how baggy the shorts were. Licking your lips once more, your shaking hands tentatively rubbed up his thighs, nearing his growing cock. He stuttered and swallowed harshly. "What do you think you're doing, doll face?"

"I'm going to suck you off, Tetsurou," You swore you heard him groan. "Unless you have a problem with that?"

He shook his head. "Not at all."

Swallowing the sudden nerves, you helped him pull his shorts and underwear down, releasing his cock. Your eyes widened once you saw how impressive it was. Would that fit in your mouth? Licking your lips, you stuck your tongue out and grazed the head of his swollen member, enticing a hiss from your boyfriend.

"Fuck, Y/n..." he muttered, bringing one of his clenched fists to his mouth, biting it.

Gaining the confidence back you had originally, you popped the head into your mouth, sucking it lightly. Tetsurou stuttered out a moan, whispering your name. You went down his shaft a bit further, gripping one of his thighs for leverage. Kuroo was very vocal, giving you praises and groaning every time you sucked your cheeks in. Your other hand went to grip the rest of his cock that you couldn't fit into your sore mouth. He was girthy, your jaw was beginning to hurt from the unusual strain. You bobbed your head with more speed, glancing up at Tetsurou who had his head thrown back in pure bliss. Your neglected, throbbing sex was growing more aroused with slick, this boy was going to be the death of you.

His hips started thrusting shallowly to meet your mouth, one of his hands going to your hair. His moans were becoming louder and the grip in your hair was growing tighter.

"That's it, Y/n, don't stop. God, who knew you had such a good mouth," he praised.

Kuroo Tetsurou was coming undone before you and it was sexiest thing you've ever seen.

All because of you.

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lunarliza · 4 years

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Dirty Little Secret | Chapter 4: Ferry Tickets

fuckbuddy!JJ x kook!reader

series masterlist | prev. chapter | chapter one

You and JJ are fuck buddies- strictly physical. But what happens when you find yourself falling more and more for everyone’s favorite golden boy even though all he can see you as is a spoiled rich girl?

note: smut ... like right under here

“Fuuuck me,” you whimpered, face pressed down to your floral pillowcase.

“You like that don’t you?” JJ’s hand twisted your hair as the other smacked the side of your ass while he slid himself in and out of you from behind.

Ted and your mom went into the city for a few days while Macy was off at her tennis lesson which left you with an big empty house for the morning. You had contemplated doing a sunrise yoga on the beach or riding your bike along the pier, but a surprise text from JJ had you cancelling all your self-care plans.

Which is how you ended up in your current position- under him, back arched, and feeling his thick cock stretch you out.

“Mm,” you whined, lifting your eyes to his hungry ones as you watched him take you. You felt the cold metal from his rings cling onto your sweaty skin when his hands moved to grip both sides of your hips.

“Mm, play with me.”

JJ’s hands snaked around to your wet clit where he gently rubbed you back and forth. It sent you over the edge as you moaned louder into the pillow you were clenching.

He came into the condom and pulled out of you, collapsing onto your side in a fit of pants. His gold locks were disheveled on his face as his broad chest heaved up and down. You laid in your current position for a few moments, collecting yourself, before springing to the bathroom to get cleaned up.

You expected him to be gone once you got out, but, much to your surprise, JJ was still submerged in your fluffy white comforter, underwear on, scrolling through his phone. Slightly taken aback, you flopped down next to him.

You and JJ had this unspoken no cuddling or pillow talk rule, but you decided that, after three months of fooling around, you could at least engage in small talk.

“Why’d you call me up so early?” you asked, hugging your knees.

“I was at the store and saw your parents getting gas to leave town. Didn’t see you in the car so I thought you’d be home alone,” he smirked, still glued to his phone, “and I was right.”

JJ paid a lot of attention to little things- more so than you thought. Here and there he’d bring up a small fact he remembered about you like how you’d braid your hair before swimming or how he saw you talking to someone he thought you didn’t like. It was odd, but you pushed it aside.

Another thing that always fazed you about him was why he was so open to sleeping with you. You assumed it was him getting off on the satisfaction of fucking a Kook, but the hateful remarks he made the other day on the boat with Rafe confused you.

“Since when did you start hanging out with Topper and Rafe?” he asked, tossing his phone to the side.

You didn’t expect that question from him. “I don’t. Jade just dragged me with her because she’s trying to get with Rafe.”

JJ snorted. “Oh Jade... she has a nice rack. And she can do way better than him, he looks like a celery.”

You giggled at his uncanny comparison. “Hey JJ.”

He lifted his eyebrows, leaning over on his side. “It was you that day wasn’t it? The day you caught me smoking, you’re the one who fucked up Topper’s bike.”

You had always wondered what on earth JJ was running from the day you two met. You almost forgot about it until Topper brought up his messed up bike on the boat. You remembered hearing him whine about it months ago during class, the Monday after, and mentally put the pieces together.

“What’s it to ya?” JJ responded, growing peeved.

You shrugged. “Just wondering. I just don’t get this war between you guys. It’s honestly ridiculous, like what good is throwing shit at each other or punching each other gonna do?”

The light-haired boy groaned and sat up in annoyance. “Of course you wouldn’t get it. You’re a fucking Kook. You can do whatever the hell you want- buy whatever you want, hurt whoever you want- and get away with it. Nothing ever affects you because at the end of the day, you just come straight home to your gated neighborhood with not a spec on your back. You’ll never know what it’s like to not have everything you want!”

You scoffed and crossed your arms, standing from the bed to get away from him. “Well guess what, prick? I actually do know what it’s like. I didn’t always have this stupid life!”

You ran your hands through your hair and avoided his gaze. That was probably the first time you confessed that out loud to someone since you moved. You heard JJ shift a little on your bed as pure silence soon enveloped you both.

Since he was already there, why not just let the entire cat out the bag?

“I use to live in a small town outside of Charlotte. My parents didn’t have a lot but they tried to give me and my sister everything they could. My dad would come home late sometimes- there were days when we wouldn’t even see him. My mom sold clothes, shoes, hats, anything she could make at home so we could eat.” You turned to face him. “And as much as it fucking sucked, I liked it better that way than now.”

“So what happened?” JJ peered up at you with sheer orbs and, for a moment, you forgot about his tactless, cold-blooded self.

You sighed and pursed your lips. “My parents divorced because my dad kept having to leave and I moved homes for a few years. Then my mom met Ted and I was, unwillingly, initiated to this Kook life.”

JJ lifted his eyebrows in shock. “You know most people see that as a like a Cinderella story.”

“Well I see it like hell.”

He let out a soft chuckle.

“I know I should be more grateful of everything, but it’s just hard. And weird.” You’re back sitting beside him on the bed at this point. “Like, I’m just not use to this. I’ve never had a phone with internet until now and my mom keeps wanting me to pretend I’m some preppy fairy. And the kids here all suck. They have no personality other than their clothes and cars, and they don’t like me cause I don’t give a shit about that stuff. I really do hate it here. And I miss my dad. I haven’t seen him in years.”

You plopped your head on the pillow and stared at your ceiling. It was nice to get all that off your chest, especially to JJ who’s been shoving his preconceived notions down your throat.

“Well I almost feel sorry for you,” JJ said jokingly as you playfully shoved him.

“But I get it, kinda. I don’t know. My mom passed away, so it’s just me and my dad. He’s,” he paused for a moment, “he has his quirks, you can say. We don’t get along too well, and he’s too busy working to really give me any real attention. It sucks.”

“I’m sorry,” you comforted as he maneuvered so he was laying down next to you. You both rested side by side, fixated on your plain white ceiling. It was nice to finally talk to JJ without making a snide comment every two seconds.

“Do you think it’ll get any better?” you asked, out of the blue.

“You wanna know the truth?” You turned to your side, tucking your arm under your head, ready for his spiel.

“I think we’re where we are for a reason. Do I wanna get the fuck outta here sometimes? Yeah. But I just know I’m meant to have this life and there’s not much I can do to get out. Just gotta take it day by day.”

“C’mon, you never dreamed of going anywhere else in the world? Traveling?” you raised, a bit more enthusiastic than you intended to let on.

JJ exhaled. “I wouldn’t even know where to start.”

The two of you laid in a comfortable silence for a while longer. There was, finally, an air of understanding between you.

“Why don’t you come to our side then?” JJ asked after a few minutes. “If you hate it here in Kookville so much, why don’t you try the other end for a change?”

“I don’t know. My stepdad thinks The Cut is literally a death wish. He wouldn’t even let my mom go grocery shopping near there. It’s honestly kinda weird to me why he hates it so much.”

“And he never told you why?”

You shook your head and JJ retreated in thought. “I think he’s hiding something. Probably has a mistress over there to be honest.”

You laughed and hit his stomach. “No! Him and my mom are literally attached by the hip! I don’t know... One day Macy went over to see a friend she met and he just flipped. Went over, took her away and everything. Maybe he’s just classist. I mean, he’s old money so I wouldn’t be surprised. But if he is then he wouldn’t have married my mom.”

“Maybe...” JJ muttered. “I still think he’s hiding something. Could be drugs. You know I see Kook guys come over for coke sometimes. Then, on their lunch breaks, their dads come for the same thing. Father and son bonding if you ask me.”

“Well, whatever it is, we can add this case to our mystery book,” you laughed. A real, heartfelt laugh.

You and JJ spent the remainder of the morning talking about your lives, learning how wrong you each were about the other. He told you about the Pogues and how his friend Kiara, who you recognized from school, hangs out with them despite being wealthy herself. On the other hand, you continued to complain to him about all the stuck up nonsense your mother would make you do- to which he actively listened and pitched in his own amusing opinions.

“What do you need etiquette lessons for? How hard is it to stick your pinky out when you drink?”

The topic then switched to Topper and his crew. You settled on calling them the Veggie Tales which made you both erupt in laughter. “What was your first time like?” you asked bluntly.

He threw you an odd look, but continued. “Tourist at a party. I was 15 and I think she was 17? I dunno, but she sure showed me the ropes that night.” He beamed up at the ceiling, thinking back to the time.

“Aren’t all first times supposed to be really awkward and bad?”

“Maybe. I don’t really remember it. Just her. She was fine as hell,” he had on his dreamy eyes. “What was your’s like?”

You let out a sharp breath. You’d never told anyone about it until now. “Before I left the city I was dating this guy for a little while. He came from farmers, so we did it in his uncles barn.”

“Aw, how romantic,” JJ commented before you smacked him with a decorative pillow.

“Ow! What? I thought every girl’s dream was to do it with the chickens watching.”

Your face knotted. “It was horses. And I still have nightmares to this day about the hay sticking at my ass.”

The boy next to you snickered and went on to tease you about your story, cracking all the farm jokes his little blonde head could come up with.

“I should get going soon,” JJ informed when you both settled down, “Thursdays I meet Kie at The Wreck to help out.”

Your eyes jolted. “Thursday?!”

You soared up from your bed and checked the time on your phone. “Fuck fuck fuck!” Your hands tangled up in your hair in stress. “My debutante lessons!”

“What the fuck is that?”

“I have to go to Chapel Hill, my ferry leaves in 20 minutes,” you explained while hastily shoving heels into your canvas bag. Then it occurred to you that your parents took your car because theirs was in the shop.

“Fuck! JJ did you drive here?”

“Yeah, I parked my friend’s van by the gate,” he answered, still confused at the gibberish you spoke moments ago.

“JJ I need you to take me to the dock right now! Please! I can’t miss this ferry.”

“Alright, alright, hurry up then woman! The van only goes up to 110 on a good day.” JJ struggled to get his clothes back on and didn’t even notice his t-shirt on backwards.

You both sprinted out your house and to the front of the neighborhood, past the gate, and towards a clunky old Volkswagen that was parked on the side of the road. You hurried in as JJ fumbled with the keys before thrusting it in the ignition and speeding off towards the dock.

“Fuck we’re not gonna make it!” you stressed, balling your sweaty palms, as your legs bounced on the torn up seat.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry! She’s old but just give her a minute,” JJ assured before he revved the engine and flew down the street. You were concerned at how he expertly steered the old clunker at 105 miles per hour but were too anxious about missing your trip to bring it up.

He finally pulled up to the side of the dock. You sighed in relief, seeing people still boarding.

“Aaand here we are! With 3 minutes to spare,” JJ announced, flipping his blonde locks, proud of his Speed Racer work.

“Thank you for the ride JJ,” you said as you exited the van, “and the heart attack.”

“Hey, you got here in once peace didn’t you? So I don’t wanna hear it!”

You giggled and shut the door, heading towards the herd of people while you dug in your bag for your ferry ticket.

“Have fun at your degenerate lessons!” JJ called out the window at you before speeding away.

You shook your head with a goofy grin before getting on.

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chapter five

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julessworldd · 4 years

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This turned out longer than I expected it to, it’s 4 pages long. I was really into writing this so I’m gonna call a fic. Hope you enjoy anon.

warnings: cussing, teasing, smut(my first time posting smut so sorry if it sucks), should be it, sorry if I missed any other warnings, grammar errors, etc.

This was requested by anon for a prompt for Izzy.. Keep sending prompts in, I’m having a good time writing for everyone. (Guns N’ Roses, Motley Crue/The dirt, Kelly Nickels, I can try to do other rockstars. Just give me time to figure them out so I can get them down pat)

Second prompt list 1- “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it” 5- “Well. Yell, scream, say something. Anything”

I had known Izzy since he walked in, soaking wet, little pissy that L.A decided to downpour on his arrival. He asked for a room at my family’s motel outside Huntington Beach. Izzy and I were a year apart and had so much in common, we became fast friends quickly. I’d even met Axl on his arrival to L.A, Axl was lucky no downpour, but sorta cold. I watched them both change bands like girls change clothes for date with their crush. Finally, they formed Guns N’ Roses, took the strip by storm and took over the world as well.

Izzy was my best friend, I always told him everything that was going on with me, he even taught me how to play guitar one night, shared a bed when the hotel messed up my room. Management forgot to add another room besides the band and their manager. Izzy got my bags and walked to his room, claiming he was beat and needed sleep.

Izzy and I’s relationship had changed after he broke up with Angela. He stayed at my place for days, shared my bed, food, shower whenever he liked. It was fun until he started screaming at me for his and Angela’s break up. This lead up to where we had angry/rebound sex in my shower and bedroom. That had been a few months, Izzy asked if we could do the friends with benefits gig. Sure why not. I told him, Izzy was very skilled and caring in bed. It wasn’t a loss for getting screwed occasionally. We establish ground rules typical for friends with benefits: No feelings, can date whoever no problem, no getting mushy for each other. Rules I could sorta follow along, after doing this for 6months, I started catching feels, asking if he could stay. My excuse was my roommate was at her boyfriends or was working late at the bar down the street. Our apartment was sorta shady so I wanted some protection for the night.

Slash invited me out with the band after a show in town, I happily accepted wanting to see the other boys. Duff, his fiance, Steven, Axl were at the bar waiting for drinks. Izzy and Slash were at a table, Slash had a girl perched on his arm. “Hey guys”, I smiled. Slash moved him and his date so i could sit, “Hey Y/n, this is Chrissy” “Hi Chrissy, Slash treating you well?”, I smirked. “Yeah, he’s cool”, She took a sip of her cocktail. “Hey Y/n, you just get here?”, Duff asked. “Hi Duff, I did”, I smiled at the tall blonde. Izzy was quiet as usual, smoking a pack away, sipping on his whiskey filled drink. Duff’s fiance was telling part of the table about her and brother’s taking their dad’s boat out one day growing up. She always had wild stories to tell from her childhood in Colorado, normally I would have been interested. Izzy was on my mind, I was hoping he would get the hint what I wanted to do. I looked before doing this, they were all inclined to her story, Duff stared at her with adoration in his eyes, a smile to match.

“Iz”, I whispered in his ear, gripping his inner thigh.

“You’re not wasting any time tonight”, Izzy grumbled. “I’m trying to get fucked, been a while”, I bit his ear lob. Izzy groaned, “Keep teasing me and you won’t get to cum, princess”, Izzy spat back. “I’m sorry, Izzy”, I whined, making Izzy smirk.

“Go to the bathroom, I’ll meet you in five minutes. Wait for me, okay?”, Izzy’s breath on my neck. “Hey Iz, can you let me out please?”, I asked, making it seem normal. Izzy stood to the side of the booth as I walked to the bathroom. Five minutes later, Izzy let himself in and locked the door before turning to me. “Thought Steven would never shut up about what he and Duff did two days before. Sorry, babe”, Izzy looked at his watch. “You’re on time, Iz”, I giggled.

Soon enough Izzy held me against the wall, thrusting into me, attacking my neck with his teeth. “Fuck, Izzy. Right there”, I whined. “You can beg better than that, baby”, Izzy whispered in my ear. I rolled my eyes, he’s in his dominant mood tonight. “Okay, guess we’re done here”, Izzy started to pull out. “Please don’t! I need you so fucking bad, Izzy. Please fuck me, you’re the only one can make me cum this hard.”, I whined, grabbing his shoulders. “Now that’s better, baby”, Izzy slammed himself back in, making me moan. I felt the familiar tighten in my stomach as Izzy slammed into my g-spot. Clenching around him, nails ripping his back, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum”, I let a breathy moan out. Izzy reached between us and started to rub my clit. “You earn it, let go, princess” I rolled my eyes again, “Mhm fuck” Izzy noticed that I needed an extra push, “Come on, Y/n. You can cum, Kitten come on” Hearing him call me ‘Kitten’ in his deep mid-western voice gave the extra help I needed. “Oh fuck, fuck, Izzy”, I screamed feeling myself release on his cock. Izzy rode out mine and his high, before pulling out. “That was hot. You good?”He asked. I nodded, “Just a sec”, I said, holding his shoulders feeling the aftershock. Izzy and I got fixed, he made me leave first. I headed to the bar for a drink. “How long have you and Izzy been screwing?”, Axl asked, making me jump. “Why do you care?”, I asked, sitting on the bar stool. “You and him were gone for a good thirty, forty minutes. Your legs are shaking slightly.”, Axl smirked, trying to interrogate me. “Still don’t mean I fucked Izzy, could be another guy for all you know”, I said. “I didn't graduate high school, but I’m no fucking idoit”, Axl said, getting close to my lips. “Again why do you care so goddamn much anyways, Axl. You’ve never cared who Izzy is fucking before”, I laid my hand on his chest. “Cause the whole time I’ve been here with you, Izzy’s been shooting daggers at me from behind your back, babe.”, Axl grinned, making me turn slightly to see Izzy standing there with a pissed off look on his face.

After the conversation with Axl, I left to go home forgetting the drink. Izzy watched me exit the bar, behind Duff and his fiance. “Night Y/n”, Duff said. “Night Duff, be careful”, I said walking down the strip. “Will do, you do the same”, Duff yelled. Finally made it back, moans filled the shitty apartment. Tiffany was home with her boyfriend. I took off my tight black leather dress, kicking heels off, earrings left on the dresser. “Sure, I’ll call you, Andrew”, I heard Tiffany say. ‘Andrew?’ her boyfriend’s name was Greg, not my business but okay Tif. “Y/n, company”, Tiffany yelled for the front door. It was 4am, who the hell was here for me. “Tiffany are you high? Oh hey Izzy”, I asked, walking into the living room. “Can we talk, Y/n?”, Izzy asked, shutting the door. “Uh Tif”, I looked at the blond. “Night Y/n”, Tiffany said, skipping back to her room. “What’s up?”, I asked.

“We gotta stop this, I’m in love with you”, Izzy blurted out. “Excuse me?”, I was stunned, maybe Axl was right? “Iz, we established no falling in love. You broke your own rule”, I said. “I know that, but seeing Axl talking to you that close, got me jealous. He’s married, he needs to back off damn it”, Izzy stomped his foot like a toddler. “Izzy, calm down. You’re drunk”, I sighed. “Please stop being like Duff trying to take care of a drunk! That’s not the point, babe”, Izzy groaned. “Then what is your point, Stradlin? I’m fucking tired and want to sleep”, I groaned, throwing my head back. “I- uh”, Izzy stuttered. “Fine, I'll finish it for you. We’re not friends and you know it”, I said. Izzy’s eyes widened, “Fuck”

“Well. Yell, scream, say something. Anything.”, I sighed, getting tired of his shit. Izzy pushed me up to the wall, lips crashing on mine. I pulled apart from him, “Wanna crash here, it’s late” “Thought you never ask”, Izzy grinned.

#prompt request #izzy stradlin #izzy stradlin x reader #guns n roses fic

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justagirlsearchingforamuse · 4 years

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“Were you just masturbating?” Sean + female reader pls 💞

A/N: No problem, my friend! I hope you don’t mind that I kind of made the reader say it also sorry for not answering more asks, have been busy with other writing things.

You were humming as you made your way down the block with a joyful smile resting upon your lips, earbuds in your ears as you were making your way to your boyfriend's house. You had wanted to surprise him with some Halloween treats for him and his little brother, Daniel. But little did you know that Daniel and Esteban had gone out to go grocery shopping and Sean had decided to stay home. Staring at a few pictures of you, suddenly he had gotten aroused and had found himself with a raging boner, no one else was home so he thought he'd take care of it quickly. Sean lied in the middle of his bed as his hands moved swiftly up and down his thick throbbing cock, his cheeks were crimson red and he was biting his bottom lip. Closed mouth moans and groans left his throat as he throws his head back, feeling sharp yet thick waves of ecstasy course through his body smoothly. He began to rub his thumb in circles against the head of his throbbing cock causing a needy whine to be pried from his lips at the sharp jolts of bliss that vibrated throughout his being. He imagined you there in between his legs, your tongue slowly running along the head of his now leaking cock, fuck he couldn't control himself.

" ...(Y/N)! ... Mmh, fuck yeah ...!" Sean groaned in pleasure as he began to run his hand up and down his throbbing cock at a swift pace, biting his bottom lip, a low desperate whine parted from his lips. He began to lowly mutter your name in pure bliss as he began to thrust his hips into both of his hands. He imagined you there riding him, your hands cupping both of his cheeks as your hips would slam down onto his cock at a swift pace. He imagined your expression of ecstasy countless times, he imagined the sound of your cries when you both came together and fuck he got off to it all the time. You had made your way in front of Sean's house, you quickly made your way to the front door, you had decided to knock gently against the door and you got no response for a few moments. "Okay, I guess I have to pull out my key ..." You murmured beneath your breath before you began to look for which key had Sean loaned to you, sighing in irritation, you look through all of your keys for a good few moments. Sean still deep in his own world, didn't even hear you knock at the door, he felt his stomach coil into a tight knot before he felt a breathless moan slip from his lips. "(Y/N) ...! Fuck ... I'm gonna cum ... oh, fuck ...!" Sean moaned as he felt his thighs begin to quiver, he began to thrust and snap his hips into his hands as he threw his head back at the bliss that washed over him.

You had managed to get in finally, smiling widely you don't hear anything or even see anyone's home, you sigh deeply before hearing a moan in the form of a gasp causing your eyes to widen at the sound. You knew that it was Sean, you set your backpack down by the door before you began to make your way to Sean's room. "Sean ...?" You called out a bit confused, you peaked your head into the slight crack in the door, your eyes widened at the sight that your eyes had met. You had seen Sean fisting his cock furiously as he bites his bottom lip hard, you can't help but feel butterflies in the pit of your stomach and your heart thump heavily in your ribcage. You feel like a pervert for staring at him, you knock on the door causing Sean to jump at the sound, stopping all of his motions as he immediately let a deep irritated sigh part from his lips. "Fuck, I was so damn close ..." Sean thinks to himself before immediately covering his lower half up. "You can come in, dad ..." Sean says with a frustrated expression on his face, you shyly open the door wide as his eyes widen with shock before he immediately feels shame and humiliation wash over him. "(Y/N) ...? What are you ...? You saw and heard everything didn't you ...?" Sean asks, covering his eyes as you nervously grin at him before nodding shyly in reply.

"Ugh, fuck me ... I ... I didn't know you were coming over, (Y/N) ... you probably should've called." Sean groans irritatedly as he crosses his arms, you can't help but find his expression of shame a bit cute but you felt bad for staring at him for at least 30 seconds. "Yeah, I probably should've. I ... I wanted to surprise you and Daniel with a few Halloween treats that I made and I probably should've called. I ... I didn't mean to interrupt you if I did. ... Were you just masturbating?" You meekly say you can feel your cheeks heat up at that mere thought of seeing him naked in the act again, sighing deeply you don't know what you can do to break the uncomfortable tension. He takes a deep breath before nodding at the embarrassing question that you had just asked him, "Um ... if you don't mind me asking, Sean ... are you still ... hard?" You ask meekly, making your way onto the bed as he sits up with a confused expression now on his face. " ... Yeah ... I mean I didn't get to finish ..." Sean says awkwardly as he turns his head away from you, fuck it was so embarrassing as he didn't want to seem gross or perverted and he didn't want his new girlfriend of 4 months seeing him masturbating. "I ... I know that we're just starting this relationship and I don't know if we're moving too fast but ... could I maybe try to help you?" You ask shyly with a nervous smile upon your lips, Sean turns his head towards you with a bit of surprise on his face.

"Are ... you serious? I mean you don't have to, I'll just take care of it ... later." Sean answers, you chuckle softly before grinning warmly at him. "I want to, Sean ... I kind of found it hot seeing you ... touch yourself. ... God, do I sound like a perv?" You admit, Sean couldn't help but smirk at your words as he found your rosy cheeks to be adorable and your confession to be something that got the blood flowing once again. "No, I mean ... it sounded hot to me ..." Sean softly chuckled, you felt his hand cup your warm cheeks, caressing your smooth skin causing your eyes to dart up at Sean. You can't help but smile gently at him, you can see the warm lust in his mocha brown eyes, you bite your bottom lip before softly chuckling. You don't know what came over Sean but suddenly his lips were deeply pressed against yours, you groan softly against his lips as you savor the taste of his smooth delicious lips. You rest your hands on his chest as you begin to melt at the pure bliss that you felt every time he kissed you with those heavenly lips of his. You moaned softly against his lips before pulling away, you smile suggestively at him as desire clouds your nearly perfect eyes. You straddle him as you wrap around arms around his neck, you savor the sensations that are plagued across your lips, you can feel Sean's tongue pry your lips apart causing you to moan softly against him.

You began to feel your tongues dance together sloppily and erotically but damn did it feel good, the tingling sensation that spread all across your tongue and the feelings of arousal shooting through you like fireworks. Sean groaned against your lips, his hands wrapped around your waist as you both devoured each other's lips, your hands tugged at his black silky locks as soft muffled groans filled the room. You pull away from his lips breathless as you can't help but smile suggestively at him, you begin to kiss his neck causing him to chuckle softly at the sensation. You begin to suck softly on Sean's neck with a soft groan parting from your lips, Sean can't help but groan your name sending shudders of arousal up your spine. You chuckle before saying, "God, I left a hickey on your neck ... shit ... gonna have to cover that up or maybe Esteban will let it slide." Sean lets a deep breath part from his lips before biting his bottom lip and nervously darting his eyes away from you. "You know that I'm a ..." Sean begins to say before you snicker at how nervous he seems, you run your hands through your hair before grinning nervously at him as well. "Well ... I'm a virgin too ... but just happen to know a lot about sex, ha ..." You chuckle softly and Sean can't help but chuckle at your words.

You begin to make your way down to his lower half, you pull the cover off of him and your eyes meet the sight of his thick meaty cock, throbbing and aching for the warm touch of your lips. He felt a bit self-conscious about himself and worried that he was too big or that he was too small for you, but in your mind, he appeared to be the perfect size. Licking your lips, you wrapped your hand around his thick meaty cock, your eyes were fixated on the arousing display before you. "Wow, you're a good size, Sean ... do you want me to continue?" You asked one last time, making sure that he wanted you to continue, licking his lips he nods before taking a deep breath. He felt his heart racing and his entire body trembling, biting his bottom lip as he felt thin yet sharp waves of pleasure course through him as your hand began to slowly move up and down his throbbing cock."Are you ... enjoying this?" You asked a bit nervously, even though it was so soon, you wondered if it felt good to him. "Y-Yeah ..." Sean stutters but he can't help but want to see your lips wrapped around him nicely, he's not gonna force you to do it but he hopes that you don't tease him much. You continue to steadily stroke his cock as you began to take the head in between your lips before sucking softly on the flesh in between lips causing Sean to needily whine at the thick warm wave of pleasure he experienced. "Fuck ..." He swore lowly in a sucked in breath.

Your eyes darted up to his expression, his eyes were shut tightly as his lips were parted slightly and his cheeks were scarlet red, his expression was arousing, to say the least. You don't stop, shutting your eyes blissfully. You continue to suck lightly on the head of his now leaking cock, your hands moved steadily up and down his throbbing cock as low groans slipped from his lips. He didn't know how to describe it all but he thought the word euphoria would've fit for the moment, blissful pleasure traveled through him in large vibrating waves of pleasure. He sunk himself deep into his mattress as low suckling noises filled Sean's room, he can feel warmth spread across his body and his palms become sweaty. You began to take more of his cock deeper into your mouth causing a sharp jolt of sweet bliss to sprint up his spine. Biting his bottom lip, he groans softly and you can feel his fingers tangle themselves in your soft locks. Your hands now rested on his thighs whilst you bobbed your head up and down on his throbbing cock, you can feel him throb and pulsate in your mouth as you tenderly sucked on the flesh throbbing in between your lips. "Fuck ...! Mmh, (Y/N) ... your mouth feels so fucking good!" Sean whines breathlessly as you can hear the pleasure thick in his voice as well as the neediness in his voice, God, it sounded so fucking hot to hear him say it like that. You felt shudders of arousal course through you, your panties were soaked and God did you want to ride the hell out of Sean.

"God, you're doing so good ...! Mmh, yeah ...! Fuck, (Y/N) ... please don't fucking stop, babe ..." Sean whines desperately as you can see him grip the sheets beneath him tightly and his face twists into pure bliss, you loved seeing him with rosy cheeks, eyes shut in pleasure, and his lips parted. You begin to try and take him deeper down your throat, you felt your gag reflexes almost kick in which meant that any further and you'd spend the next few minutes gagging on his cock. You begin to bob your head at a slightly quicker pace sending thick and sharp jolts of bliss vibrating through him. "S-Shit ...! (Y/N) ...!" Sean moaned breathlessly as he bit his bottom lip, feeling your lips around him was so much better than him fantasizing and dreaming about it. It felt so much better, Sean's eyes began to flutter open and his eyes darted to your eyes, your eyes were so beautiful and your eyes were clouded with pure filthy lust, it was so much more than arousing. You begin to suck hard on his the throbbing flesh in between your lips causing a loud uncontrollable whine to part from Sean's lips at the thick and sharp waves of pleasure that vibrated intensely through him. "Haah ...! Mmh, fuck! I'm not gonna last ... too long, (Y/N) ..." Sean moaned breathlessly before throwing head back as another needy whine parted from his lips at the warm bliss that plagued him mercilessly.

You began to bob your head up and down at a quicker pace, you continue to suck hard on his throbbing cock as you saw Sean sink into his pillow as delicate whimpers and whines of your name slipped from his lips. Sean felt his stomach coil into a tight knot and his balls clench, he began to lightly tug on your hair as he felt nothing but waves of bliss course through him. "(Y/N) ...! Oh, fuck! Mmh ...! (Y/N) ...!" Sean whined desperately as he began to arch his back, feeling his stomach coil and his balls clench once again, suddenly you had felt your mouth fill with his semen. Sean had let a loud breathless moan of your name fly from his lips as he had now had a fistful of your hair and his body was shaken and trembling with pleasure, almost like he had been struck by electricity. You made sure to get all of it, you quickly rise as you can't help but dislike the bitter and musky flavor of his cum but you still swallow it all down. You wipe your lips soon after as Sean falls back onto the bed, feeling his skin become cool as he wanted to fuck you. He had wanted tear off your clothes, most specifically your pants and he just wanted to devour you just as you did but before he could do any of that his phone rung.

You sigh disappointedly before crossing your arms and asking who was it, he put the phone on speaker and it was Esteban saying that he was just a block or two down the street and that Sean will need to help with the groceries. He immediately rushes to get his pants off and you had quickly taken out the bag of treats and you sat them on the counter but before Sean had left to help his dad, he pressed a tender kiss to your delicate lips. "I ... I wanted to thank you for that and ... I want to repay you some time soon, or whenever you would like ..." Sean says awkwardly and you nod with a shy smile on your lips before you nod excitedly before you go out with Sean to help bring the groceries. Daniel was appreciative of the treats and had questioned what was the red mark on Sean's neck, you both lied saying that it was a mosquito bite. Esteban had known that something had happened between you both and didn't want waste anytime in asking Sean what had happened whilst he was gone. Overall, the day ended pretty well and you couldn't wait for the day that he would take you.

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toomanystoriessolittletime · 4 years

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Getting away with it (4/?)

Summary: August Walker was dead. At least that’s what people believed for almost 2 years. When the CIA found reason to believe that he was alive they made it their top priority to find him. Including sending one of their best female agents to recruit his twin brother. Walter Marshall.

Pairing: August Walker x Reader (Walker) + Walter Marshall x Reader (Walker)

Warnings: some mentions of NSFW moments

Wordcount: 2.691

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“Are we there yet?” Evie asked. Walker rolled her eyes.

“You asked that 20 seconds ago Buttercup.” Walker drove her car through the familiar neighbourhood. For a split second her gaze lingered on the house at the end of the road, the house August and her used to live in, before she sighed and took the street to her right.

“Are we there yet?” Evie asked. Walker couldn’t help but giggle as she looked into the rearview mirror and saw her daughter cheekily grin at her.

“Home or Grandma?” Walker asked, seeing Evie’s eyes light up.

“Grandma pleaaaaase.”

„Did you enjoy your little getaway?” Walker's mother Hanna asked as Evie let go of her. Walker smiled as she looked after her daughter who was running to the garden to find her grandpa.

“It was nice.” She smiled at her mother before she hugged her tightly.

“Did you meet him?” Hanna asked whispering. Walker nodded.

“Are you okay?”

“Getting there. Somehow I think we are going to see a lot more of him in the future.” Walker parted from her mother's arms, finding her concerned face looking at her.

“He’s the complete opposite of him.” Walker said.

“I hope so.”

“He was almost as shocked as me when I told him what exactly had happened.”

“You think he’s going to help you?” Hanna asked. Walter was sitting on the patio across from her, watching Evie play with George, her dad.

“I am not sure. I do think that he is going to keep in contact.” She took a sip of her ice tea.

“Did Evie say something?” Hanna asked.

“Not really. But I think she kinda recognized his voice. He sounds exactly like him.” Walker sucked her bottom lip in.

“What do you say to us taking Evie for the night? I think you need some time alone, don’t you think?” Hanna asked.

“That would be lovely. Thank you mom.”

2 weeks later, unknown location

August sat on the bed of his shabby hotel room. He wasn’t used to hiding in such places. But by now the CIA would have found out that he was still alive, and eyes would be everywhere out looking for him. That’s why he changed locations every couple of days until he was at his final hiding spot. A cabin, deep in the woods.

He would hide there until the final plan finally was set into motion. It took almost two years for him to reactivate his contacts. He changed his appearance. Now with a full beard and brown contact lenses, he looked just like a regular guy. But he wasn’t. August Walker was one of the most wanted men on the planet. And here he was, looking at crappy pictures of his wife dancing with another man.

Her dark hair was longer, a happy smile on her face he only had only seen on the rare pictures he had received since his death, when she was together with Evie. A part of August still wondered if she misses him as much as he did miss her. He never thought he was capable of love. Real love. The love that didn’t let him sleep at night if he wasn’t sure Walker was safe. Before her, he had another woman every other day. Using them for his, and his pleasure only, sometimes breaking them just for the sight of the fear in their eyes.

But not with Walker. Walker had been different from the beginning.

6 years ago, CIA offices New York

Posing undercover as a newlywed couple was such a cliché. August fought the urge to roll his eyes. Why did he agree to this in the first place? Not that he had a choice. His temper had… gotten the best of him at his last case, ending with him killing the suspect he had just been instructed to interrogate. He didn’t even realize at first that he had killed him, his hands so tight around the bastards neck as he had forced the answers out.

Shaking his head sighing he leaned with his back against the wall of the office of his superior.

“You and Agent Lorner will be undercover for at least three months, beginning in 5 days. The house is being set up at the moment.” Erika Sloane, his new superior explained.

“And where is this Agent Lorner I am supposed to be married to for at least three months?” August asked annoyed. There was a knock on the door, followed by the door opening. A young woman stepped in. August didn’t even know what he noticed first. Her rust red hair that almost reached her hips. Her hesitant smile as she turned and spoke to Sloane, completely ignoring him. Or her deep green eyes as she turned towards him, looking him up and down before she reached out her hand to him.

“So we will be married from next week on, hm?” She asked. August blinked at her before his brain seemed to catch up with what she was saying. The corners of his lips turned upwards, giving her small smile as he took her hand to shake it, noticing how soft her skin was.

“Apparently.” He huffed, still fascinated as he looked at her. A little grin on her lips, she winked at him, before she turned around, leaving him looking after her as she spoke to Sloane.

An hour and a new identity later they both found themselves outside Sloanes office.

“So… I guess I will see you next week, fake husband.” She teased. August looked down at her, wondering what it was about her that made him feel like he was standing on top of a mountain, looking down, excitement flowing through his body. He caught himself staring at her lips as she spoke, wondering what they felt like on top of his.

Shaking his head at the thought he sighed. His phone vibrated in his pocket, showing a message from one of his usual girls, asking where he was.

“You are probably busy. I’ll see you next week.” He heard her say. He put his phone away, shaking his head.

“Why… Why don’t we go out for lunch? Get to know each other a bit? I know we have each others files, but if we are to be newlyweds, we would know everything about one another.”

“Smart idea, Agent Walker.” She grinned, making August breathe out relieved. Why was he like this? What was it about this woman that made him want to get to know her and not just fuck her. The thought never even crossed his mind until now and he could feel his body react as he imagined how it would feel to sink into her, having her look at him as he pushed her over the edge over and over again, his name on her lips. Swallowing he tried to shake off the thoughts, thinking about anything but her body under his as he felt his cock twitch.

“Well… I would say Chinese but I think you are more of a burger and fries kind of girl.” He grinned, making her laugh.

“It’s almost as IF we were married.” She grinned and turned around. Looking over her shoulder she called.

“Come on, Walker. I’m hungry.”

August was trying to not see the look on Walkers face on the photos. He always kept wondering if she would have moved on from him. She probably had. After all she was just like all the other woman on this planet. That’s at least what he talked himself into thinking. A year ago he had gone back to having young girls, breaking them, just because he wanted to feel something. But nothing, no one, could ever reach the high he felt when he was fucking Walker hard. One of his hands holding her wrists on her back while his other hand wrapped around her throat, squeezing, until she almost passed out while his cock was buried deep inside of her. He used to joke when people told him, sex was different if he really loved someone. But sex with Walker was like a drug for him. Something that was hard living without. But for the greater good, a better world for his child, it was something he would do gladly.

Closing his eyes he reached into his pants, finding his hard cock. He kept looking at the pictures of his wife in the arms of another man as he slowly began to rub his cock. Wondering if one day he was able to bury himself deep inside of her tight pussy again.

Meanwhile in Langley, Virginia

“Evie! Get your unicorn. Grandma’s gonna be here any minute!” Walker called up the stairs. It was another saturday night. And her mother had offered to take Evie for the night so she had a couple of hours to herself. The last time Evie was at her parent’s place was after she had been back from Minneapolis. And against all odds Walker had been out at a bar and actually had some fun. Dancing with one of her old school friends, forgetting about everything for just a couple of hours. She actually felt like a woman for these hours, enjoying the hands of her friend on her hips, knowing he would never go further. She didn’t have a penis after all. Grinning to herself she shook her head as she pulled the wine out of the fridge. Tonight she would spend in front of the TV, watching reruns of Grey’s Anatomy, pretending to be a usual woman.

The doorbell rang. There was still no sign of Evie. Shaking her head she walked over to the door, opening it for what would be her mother, when the smile on her lips died as she found someone else standing outside.

“Marshall…” She whispered surprised. For a split second she thought it was August, but the way he was smiling at her was different. She couldn’t even pinpoint how. She just knew.

“Sorry to just show up unannounced…” He said.

“Oh no. It’s no problem. Just wasn’t counting on anyone apart from my mom showing up tonight.” Walker said. She saw his car stand behind hers in the driveway.

“Would you like to come in?” She asked.

“I don’t even know why I’m here.” He shook his head.

“Well… Think about it while you wait inside. It’s getting cold.” Walker smiled. He chuckled exhausted as he stepped in.

“Thank you.” He said as Walker closed the door.

“Mommy I can’t find my…” Evie walked down the stairs, her words swallowed by her happy shriek.

“Mr. Policeman!” She almost ran down the stairs making Walker and Marshall look at each other surprised before Evie hugged his legs.

“Woah Evie. Hello there.” Marshall said chuckling.

“I told everyone in kindergarten I know a real policeman.” She looked up.

“Did you now?” Walker asked. Evie nodded at her. She didn’t even know Evie had been talking about Marshall. Yes she had asked a couple of questions on their way back home, but that was about it.

“Do you have a gun?” Evie asked.

“I do.” Marshall answered

“Wow.” Evie wondered before she untangled from his legs and ran back upstairs.

“I did not see that coming.” Walker said surprised, making Marshall chuckle. The doorbell rang again.

“That will be my mother. She’s picking up Evie”

“Oh… Should I…?” He gestured back to the living room.

“Oh… No. It’s okay. I told her about you.”

Walker opened the door, hugging her mother who gasped as she looked behind her.

“That’s….” She whispered.

“That’s Walter, Mom.” Walker whispered back. Hanna looked at her, then back again to Marshall. Slowly she walked closer.

Marshall was standing a little helpless in the middle of the hallway as Hanna stopped in front of him.

“Yeah. He looks different.” Hanna said before she reached her hand out to him.

“I’m Hanna.”

“Nice to meet you Hanna.” Marshall shook her hand.

When Evie and her mother were gone, Walker ordered dinner for both Marshall and her.

“So… what owes me the pleasure of your company?” Walker asked as they were sitting on her patio.

“I kept thinking about what to do. And after doing some research and talking to some colleagues I made the decision to join the CIA if they can answer all of my questions. We have to stop him. Even more so after what I found out.”

“What did you find out? I told you everything about him and his intention to buy plutonium.”

“You did. But I kept digging about him after you left. I don’t know if you know all of what I found.”

“What did you find?” She asked. Marshall reached for a folder, keeping it in his hands.

“I looked into his past. It’s… Reading all of this… He was a monster.” Marshall whispered.

“Show me.” Walker swallowed. Slowly she took the folder, opening it.

The next minutes were filled with silence as Walker read. And read. He breathing seemed to quicken, her bottom lip sucked in between her teeth as Marshall waited for her reaction. Ever since they parted that night he couldn’t help the admiration he felt for her. He had never met a stronger woman than her. Dealing with all of his with a little child to take care of? He couldn’t even imagine how scary it must be for her that her egomaniac of a husband was back from the dead. That was what made him think about taking the CIA offer in the first place. Something inside of him couldn’t bear the thought of her getting hurt once again. He looked at her emotionless face as she read the file, watched the pictures. It was gruesome. The way August seemed to go through the world before they met. How he left women broken and used, sometimes bruised after he had his fill. None of them ever getting through with legal action against him, because he scared them so much, they were afraid of their life. How he had been a suspect in an FBI investigation almost 4 years ago, that had been shut down by Sloane. When Walker finally looked up at him, her eyes were filled with tears.

“I knew that he was a monster but…” She shook her head, closing the file.

“Has he ever….” Marshall asked quietly. She shook her head.

“Yeah he was rough. But he never…. It’s like he was a completely different person…. I….” She folded her hands over her eyes, but Marshall could see the tears running down her cheeks. Slowly he got closer to her, hearing her silent sobs.

Walker couldn’t believe that the man she just had read about, the man who had abused the woman in the pictures she had just seen, was supposed to be the same man who had killed spiders for her in the middle of the night. The man she had loved so much, she lost herself in him. The man who took a part from her away when he tried to fuck over the whole planet. Never in her life had she felt so weak and defeated. Everytime she thought she had seen the worst in the man she used to share a life with, another thing was added that seemed to break her even more.

She didn’t even flinch when she felt Marshalls hand on her upper arm before he slowly pulled his arms around her and hugged her, letting her cry against his shoulder. It was the first time in many years she felt safe enough to be vulnerable.

Walker didn’t know how long she sat there in his embrace, silently crying. Inhaling deep she looked up at him, finding nothing but pure concern in his eyes.

“Thank you.” She whispered.

“For making you cry?” He asked.

“For showing me this. I have to make him pay. Not only for what he did to me, but for all the things he…” She looked up and shook her head.

“We will make him pay.” Marshall said. Nodding at him she sighed relieved.

“Yes. We will make him pay.”

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ficsnroses · 4 years

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Friends With Benefits Part 4 - Keanu Reeves x Reader

Chapter IV ~ Her Name Seeps From His Lips.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

I’m so sorry this sucks but I promise promise promise chapter 5 will be good.

Word Count : 3362

Warnings : NSFW, 18+ content. Masturbation.

Series Summary : What happens when two, lonely friends start seeing and confiding in each other for sex? A tricky friends with benefits love story, when feelings get in the way.

A/N : Y’all I’m not a guy but I tried okay. I hope you enjoy this chapter, friendios 🖤

Keanu and you had an unspoken bond to each other. In fact, your entire relationship, which started off as just friends, only came to be because you appealed to each other. You appreciated each other’s company above all, especially due to the fact neither of you had ever had much interest in the mass of social crowds.

Sex only became part of the equation well after. You were friends, before friends with benefits.

Of course, the sex stuck around because of how mind blowing it always was. Neither of you meant for it to, but it had become routine. Needless to say, Keanu and you had a very frequent and healthy sex life together. Your need to satisfy each other only grew with time, almost becoming religion.

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As Keanu collapses on his bed, propping his feet up, he can hear the faint sound of the misty LA rain out his window. December in LA tends to be wetter than the rest of the months, the days shorter and gloomier than before. The steady drumming on the window feels nice. Its calm, serene, contrasting to the intensity of the work week thus far.

Naturally, when Keanu hadn’t seen you in over a week, he found himself missing you. A lot. You had suddenly left the morning after your steamy midnight session a week prior. The morning you showed Keanu the galaxies alike, woke him up in the most sinful of ways with your gorgeous little mouth. The morning Keanu and you had ventured out together for plan B. The same morning the media caught you at brunch.

Keanu and you hadn’t met up since that day, which left him feeling very unsettled. With Christmas approaching rather soon, Keanu had planned to spend more time with you this week. He wanted to have a movie night or two, or perhaps take you out to a nice dinner. He knew your family was back home, and you didn’t have anyone in LA to spend the holidays with. Keanu understood that. He felt lonelier than usual around the holidays as well. He thought you could use each other around this time.

Keanu always tried his best to show you how much he valued you. Your relationship was a special case…for sure. But it worked for you. It was always his priority to make sure you never felt used. For Keanu, you weren’t solely just his fuck buddy. You were one of his best friends, a woman he respected, appreciated, and cared for deeply. He’d seen you at your most vulnerable. How could he not feel so deeply connected to you? The intimacy you shared together was precious. He often found himself reflecting on just how beautiful it really was. Just how lucky he really was to have you fill his needs, and to be able to fulfill yours.

However, the week hadn’t gone as planned so far. Keanu and you were normally very active. You both always managed to make the time to see each other, to be with each other. You hadn’t been intimate in a week. Each time he proposed, you had rubbed him off, claiming a busier workload, or just being plain tired.

That didn’t seem like Y/N though, and Keanu knew that. In fact, normally when she was tired, Y/N wanted Keanu to please her even more. They did that a lot for each other, when one needed relief, the other would work harder to give them the release they so desperately craved, whether it was just a brief pop in for a quickie at her office or his trailer, or a long, steamy evening at one of their houses, where they left each other gasping for air by the end of it, their skin sticking together as if bound as one, their lips shaping, dripping each other’s names.

Gosh, it had been a week since Keanu had had any sort of release. A week of tense, diligent, exhausting training without Y/N to make him feel good. He’d craved her body this past week, almost as if reciting a prayer, he so desperately needed to be heard.

Y/N was amazing, to make an understatement. She was as gratifying as a siren, an enchantress with her body, so skilled, so perfect. He had had her a hundred times, which may be what lead him to become so addicted to her. The feeling of her, all of her wrapped around him, the feeling of her soft, delicate hands running over his calloused skin, the linger of her warm breath.

The way her warm, velvety, sinfully wet tongue felt lapping around him, the way her shallow bobs could almost take him whole.

Keanu hadn’t realized himself palming at a growing bulge in his sweatpants, gradually leaning against the headboard of the bed, eyes drifting closed with a mural of Y/N clouding his mind.

Before Y/N, Keanu used to relieve himself often. He hadn’t been in a real relationship in years, and one night stands weren’t too frequent in his busy schedule. Not to mention, he was never too fond of one night hookups. He enjoyed feeling an emotional connection to his partner, liked the added sensation it brought to know the woman taking him is someone who cares for him, and not just another brag to the world of sleeping with movie star, Keanu Reeves.

He began groping his bulge unknowingly, his pants undoubtedly growing tighter and tighter at the thought of Y/N. Keanu’s sex drive was rather high for a man his age, although he was never much of one to act on it. Of course, until Y/N came along. She had always been there to help him when he needed it, happy to give him the ecstasy he so desperately wanted.

With a bite of his bottom lip, Keanu slips his hand into the waistband of his sweats, feeling over his sensitive skin. He hadn’t done this in a while; he hadn’t needed to. But it had been 8 days, not that he was counting. 8 days without any release. 8 days without Y/N.

Kicking off his sweats, Keanu positions himself comfortably in his bed, the rain at the window still pelting away. His eyes catch the splatter of tiny water globes, sprayed across the glass. There’s so many of them, thousands if he tried to count, millions. Numbers, quantities, digits. It’s a funny thing to think of how much of so much there is of everything in the world. So much love, so much admiration, so many people.

Yet here he was, on a cold, rainy day, alone. Feeling more alone than he had in a while. He wondered what Y/N was doing in that moment. If she had thought about him as much as he thought about her this past week.

He pulls out his cock to the sound of the rain getting heavier, the sleet downpour thumping on the roof, almost entwining with the beat of his heart racing faster by the second, blood pumping to his lower. Wrapping his palm sloppily around his base, Keanu pumps himself full, base to shaft, leisurely, up and down a few times. His hooded eyes trace down and see his girth growing bigger and bigger through the touch.

A light moan escapes his lips at the sensation. It’s not the same as having Y/N’s tight, dripping cunt engulfed around him, but its something. Something to feel. He reaches over to the bedside table into the drawer, for a bottle of hand cream he keeps available. He hates to admit it, but its kept for times like this. It hadn’t seen the light of the bedroom for a while, not since Y/N had been coming around. But Y/N wasn’t there today, leaving the timeworn, guilt ensuing hand cream to accompany him through the deed. He felt pathetic, pitiful on himself.

But he couldn’t bring himself to stop. Not when he needed this so bad. Squirting a dime sized amount onto his palm, he jerks himself whole. A low groan stumbles from his lips as he strokes his entire length, his thumb swirling over the tip of his cock, smearing droplets of clear, gooey pre cum over his head. He closes his eyes, trying to remember the feel of Y/N’s plump, moist lips swirling him, the sounds of her tiny gags as she took him in and out.

His cock begins twitching, sending shudders through his nerves. He begins pumping himself harder, tighter, faster, grunts and low moans sashaying out of his mouth with each jerk. With his spare hand, he brings it down to toy with his balls, massaging, kneading to add to the pleasure.

“Fuck…oh fuck…Y/N, baby..” your name slips from his mouth, the thought of you fogging his mind as he worked expertly with his hands on himself. He was a bit rusty, but it all came back once his hunger for relief overtook all his senses. He begins adding twists into the combination, trying to simulate the feel of any part of your body on him, making him feel so good the way you always do, the way you so proficiently bring him to the edge with ease, as if second nature.

He feels himself close, his cock twitching, throbbing, pulsating as he yanks himself, your name habitually falls from his mouth in sinful baritone. Keanu had never met a woman that had reduced him to a moaning mess like this before, he’d never dreamt of a women making him feel this way, the way he hardened instantly at the thought of you.

He had always needed something to get him going before you, a video, a magazine, anything. He was surprised at the effect you had on him, he had no idea it was that strong until this moment.

“Y/N…oh Y/N. Fuck.” Keanu growls, whimpering as he pumps himself to the edge. Grabbing a cluster of tissues off the bedside table, while simultaneously stroking himself faster and faster, he reaches his climax, his silky, creamy, succulent release shooting into his tissue equipped hand.

With a string of moans, he felt himself lighten at the vast amount of seed he’d released, the tissue heavier and heavier until he drained himself completely. Panting, with a thin line of sweat glazed across his forehead, his head falls back, relaxing, breath heavy.

He lets the tissues fall to the floor, as he rests his eyes, chest raising and falling gradually. He’s cleared his mind, his release so powerful, but never the same. Not what you could give him. As his cock falls flaccid, he brings his forearm to rest over his head, surprised at how easily he had just masturbated to the thought of you.

The rain hasn’t stopped. Its been complemented by gradual rumbles of thunder. The day is only growing darker and darker, mirroring the way his chest felt in that moment. He missed her, he missed her a lot. Y/N was his friend, not just someone he had sex with. Why had she left so suddenly that morning? Why hadn’t she wanted to meet up this week? Had he done something? He couldn’t shake the feeling. But he needed her. He needed to see her, if not be with her. He needed to know she was okay, and that there wasn’t something wrong in her life for her to keep herself so occupied, so deserted from him.

He reaches over to check the time on his phone.

4:00pm. Y/N wouldn’t be home from work until at least 6:00pm.

He decided he should check up on her tonight. Scarce text messages hadn’t been cutting it, and she hadn’t answered any of his phone calls recently. This wasn’t like her at all. He needed to hear from her in person. It wasn’t about wanting sex or her body, he wanted to be there for her in case something was terribly wrong. Y/N was an independent woman, headstrong and assertive. She wouldn’t boast or cry about her sorrows to anyone. Not even him. That’s why he needed to make sure she was okay. He needed this for peace of his own mind.

She was one of the most important people in his life after all. She took priority over a lot of other people in his life.

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As evening falls over the LA coast, Keanu finds himself driving to Y/N’s apartment further into town. The tar black sky hadn’t finished its showery monsoon onto the city. Everywhere he looked, he saw colourful umbrellas sprawled about, peppering the town with specs of reds, yellows, some blues, some grays. Beads of water trickled down each of his car windows, slightly blurring the sight of the city folk continuing in on their day.

He couldn’t help but notice couples hand in hand, walking together under scattered umbrellas. It must be nice to share such a limited space with someone, such an intimate setting, shielding each other from the downpour.

Pulling into Y/N’s parking garage, Keanu paces up, into the elevator, an unopened bottle of Y/N’s favourite red in hand, wrapped in a brown paper bag. His black leather jacket is speckled with rain dewdrops, his hair a little damper than when he had left from his house. He hoped Y/N wouldn’t mind. He often found himself wondering if Y/N cared about how he looked. If she found him…attractive. Or something like that.

With a ring of the bell on her floor, he hears Y/N’s voice over the buzz of the apartment door.

“Who is it?” her soft, tuneful voice asks. It was so fucking nice to hear her voice after a week long hiatus.

“Hey, its me. Keanu.”

After a momentary pause, he hears a jingle of the lock, and the door opened to reveal Y/N. Her hair is thrown up in a messy bun, and she’s dressed in a loose v neck shirt and some sleeping shorts. He can tell she hasn’t got a bra on underneath, not that he meant to look there.

“Hey, come in. Sorry, my place is kinda a mess and I look horrible. I wasn’t expecting anyone.” She shrugs, running a hand over the back of her head, closing the door behind him.

“It’s fine. You look nice.” Keanu assures her. “It’s Friday, thought we could leisure a little.” Keanu chuckles, holding up the bottle.

Keanu swore he saw a twinkle in her eyes, complemented by a curl of lips into a small smile on face. However, it dropped so slightly, her eyes falling a little. He swore he saw it, no matter how brief.

“Yeah, sounds like a great idea. Thanks for coming, Ke.” She offers him a smile, patting his bicep. After a slight contemplation, she nods her head and goes in for a hug. Keanu was her friend, and despite her feeling a bit weird lately about their relationship, she couldn’t deny the fact that she loved the care he showed for her. Why did he always have to be so god damn thoughtful? Why couldn’t they just be fuck buddies who just fuck? He probably didn’t think much of his nice gestures. He was just that much of a wonderful, compassionate, considerate gentleman. He did these things for everyone he knew. He treated everyone with this much love.

Keanu wrapped his spare arm around her, pulling her in close, and planting a kiss on her cheek. Y/N didn’t know how to feel about that. She did feel…something…when he did that. But she knew she needed to shake away those feelings. It was just sex. They were together for just sex. They’re not in a romantic relationship. She doesn’t come home to him everyday. She doesn’t get to wake up to him every morning. She doesn’t get the anniversary dinners or the casual nights in, enjoying each others company. This man wasn’t her boyfriend. He doesn’t feel that way for her.

Pulling away from him, she asserts herself. Tonight needs to establish, emphasize that their relationship is just physical. She’ll be sure of it. The second they start behaving in any way that normal friends with benefits don’t, she’ll draw the line. She’s sure of it.

“Make yourself comfortable. I’ll grab the bottle opener and a couple of glasses.” She smiles at him, before trailing into the kitchen, Keanu behind. He shrugs off his coat in the process.

“You been away lately. Everything okay?” he asks, setting himself down on a bar stool in her kitchen, resting his head on his hand leaning on the counter.

“Yeah. Just been taking up some extra projects.” She replies, avoiding eye contact, pouring the wine into two glasses for them.

“I was worried. You barely kept in touch. Thought something was wrong.” Keanu empathized. He made sure to let her know that she was on his mind. He hadn’t thought of it as “not a big deal.”

“All good. Only thing to worry about is this horrendous look I’m flaunting right now.” She laughed, gesturing down to her attire. Y/N usually tried her best to look good for Keanu, she wanted him to want her. Wanted him to think she looked good.

Sliding over the glass to Keanu, Y/N holds her glass in the air, gesturing a “cheers” before taking a sip.

“I’ll keep saying it, Y/N. You look good. You always look good, honey.” He smiled, making direct eye contact. There it was again. The thing he did to her. Y/N pauses for a moment, getting lost in his eyes. She shakes herself out of her trance, walking closer to him, setting her glass down. She needed to draw the line. This was the time for that.

She positions herself in font of him, grabbing hold of his collar. With lust in her eyes, she lowers her gaze.

“Do you wanna…” she starts her sentence, trailing off as she bites her lip, staring him right in the eyes. Keanu’s taken back, she normally isn’t this way, she never initiates sex out of the blue. Not when they’re just spending time together, like they do often.

But he couldn’t help the bulge that threatened to grow in his pants. Y/N was in just some booty shorts and a loose top, sans bra. Her breasts looked so firm, perfectly plump resting on her chest. Gosh, he loved those fucking breasts, loved the way they provided a safe haven for him to rest his head when he was on top of her, thrusting in and out, the way they practically melt in his touch. So warm, so inviting. Just like Y/N looked right now.

“Y/N, we don’t have to, I’m here to just…yenno, check up. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay. If you’re not in the mood, I’m okay. We can do it another time.” Keanu rambled, watching her every move as she began lowering her shirt off, exposing a bare shoulder. Her skin looked so dewy, so soft for the taking.

“No, I want to. It’s been a while, Keanu.” She mumbled, running her hands over his chest as he still rest on the bar stool, waiting for him to say yes, as she eyed his lips. “I want you.” She whispered, lips close to his ear, grazing over the thick skin.

She felt his hands plant themselves on her waist, as her hand cruised the inside of his thigh. She could see him growing harder, his pants tightening as she threatened to run her hand over his crotch.

“You know I can’t say no to you, darling.” Keanu murmured, attaching his lips to her jaw.

Y/N’s eyes went dark with the words that escaped his mouth. It had been a while. She missed the way he filled her up so fucking well, the way she’d be left sore and throbbing after he was finished, the way her thighs would stick together with what he left behind.

She was going to make him see the stars tonight; she was sure of it. She was his fuck buddy, and she was going to be the best at just that. Make him forget the world behind them.

Grabbing his hand off her hip, she guides it into the waistband of her pants, never breaking eye contact with him.

He had no idea

what he was in for.

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And Then There Were Three (Part 3)

Part: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4

Title: And Then There Were Three

Rating: Mature.

Warnings: Smut, threesomes, oral, choking, dirty talk, you name it.

Summary: You’ve caught on to Jooheon’s feelings, but will he be willing to share?

Note: See masterlist for parts 1 and 2!

Changkyun continued to tease you mercilessly about Jooheon, slipping the idea of a threesome into casual conversations, bringing it up at inappropriate moments, and even making comments in public that only seemed suggestive to you. You would nudge him, shush him, kick him under tables as your face turned beet red.

But you hadn’t told him to stop, because you couldn’t deny it. Ever since the thought had been put into your head, it came up a lot. When you had a moment alone to think, in the shower, it was even showing up in your dreams but it always ended before anything good happened.

Jooheon was always nervous around you, now more than ever. He could play and joke if you were in a group setting but anytime you were even remotely alone, he couldn’t look you in the eye. It was flattering, but also frustrating. You found yourself wanting to get closer to him, and he made it nearly impossible.

Changkyun took note of this, and not only didn’t mind, but encouraged it.

“You just have to be more aggressive,” He told you, “Like you were with me.”

“I was not the aggressor in that situation,” You snapped, shooting him a look.

“Are you suggesting I seduced you all by myself?” He asked, placing a hand on his chest. “As complementary as that is, you were pretty bold.”

“Jooheon is different,” You shrugged, “He’s like a scared little puppy, I feel like if I make any sudden movements he’s gonna scurry away and hide.”

“Maybe we just have to get him in the right place, make him comfortable and let him know it's okay.” Changkyun nodded to himself, hand to chin. “Then if he makes it clear he’s not interested, we move on. But, I think he is.”

You couldn’t believe the conversation you were having, and the idea of putting any of this into motion was equal parts terrifying and exciting.

“We could find a way to get him to your place.” Changkyun said then. You usually didn’t go to your apartment because of your roommate.

“And how do I get the place to myself.”

“Be honest with her, tell her you need some alone time, I’m sure she’ll understand.” He explained, and you hadn’t really thought about just being honest. You didn't have to tell her the details.

To your surprise, Changkyun was right. You mentioned to her the next day that you were seeing someone new and wanted to have some time with them, and she was more than happy to oblige you, mentioning that she had been planning to go away for a weekend to see family for some time now, and this was the perfect excuse to do so.

Once you had secured the time and place, Changkyun made work on Jooheon, mentioning that you were interested in making the boys dinner, but that everyone else was too busy. He lied, of course, but Jooheon didn’t need to know that. He laid it on thick, going on about how sweet you had been since you joined the team, how close you had gotten to them, and how sad you were that you weren’t able to show them this gratitude and marker of friendship. Jooheon was resistant for awhile, but Changkyun finally wore him down enough to convince him to come, just the two of them.

The night they both showed up at your apartment you had to suppress the fit of giggles that threatened to come up when you saw them there in the doorway together, still not believing what you were getting yourself into. You were giddy and nervous, but reminded yourself there was always the possibility he would say no.

Your main goal was to make him feel comfortable, doting on him in place of Changkyun. You set them up in the living room while you went to finish up dinner. You tried to listen in to their conversation as much as possible, which started off casual at first, but Changkyun started to plant the seed.

“It’s really nice of her to do this.”

“Yeah, it is.”

Jooheon was unusually quiet, probably confused and nervous.

You finished up the meal you had started before they arrived, and all ate together making small talk and jokes. Jooheon began to relax a little, and you were glad to see him smiling.

After cleaning up and settling back in the living room, Changkyun excused himself to the bathroom, giving you an encouraging look before you went.

You had planned a million ice-breakers, but were stunned into silence when Jooheon spoke up first.

“Can I ask you something kind of personal?”

“Sure,” You turned toward him.

“Are you and Changkyun like...you know...together?” He glanced down the hall to where his friend had gone.

“Not really.” You shook your head, “I mean, sort of.”

He listened carefully but wasn’t completely catching on.

“It’s not serious.” You tried to explain.

“So you’re just dating.”

“No, we’re just….having fun.” You cocked your head.

It seemed to dawn on him all at once, and you were honestly surprised he had thought it was romantic.

“Does that bother you?” You asked, noting the look on his face.

“No, why would it?”

You knew you had to pick your next words carefully, you didn’t want him to know that you had noticed his noticing all this time.

“Oh I just wasn’t sure if you approved of that sort of thing, you know your members being with staff and all.”

“It’s none of my business,” He stated firmly and it sucked all the air out of the room. You were starting to think maybe this was a lost cause.

When Changkyun returned he noticed the tension immediately. “Did Jooheon tell one of his corny jokes or something?” He said, trying to lighten the mood and giving you a questioning look as he sat down. You half shrugged as if to say “I tried.”

“Maybe I should leave.” Jooheon said before he stood up.

“What? No, you don’t have to leave.” You said, then glanced back at Changkyun. “He knows.”

“How much does he know?”

“I know that you guys are fucking and didn’t bother to tell me.”

You were both taken aback by the abrupt and harsh tone of his voice, and at first you read it as anger, but slowly you realized it was jealousy, the kind of jealousy Changkyun had told you he sensed from Jooheon from the very beginning.

You reached out then, taking Jooheon’s hand. He looked back and down at you and you tugged a little, batting your eyes at him. “I want you to stay.”

His features softened, eyes darting to where you touched his hand. “Aren’t I just getting in the way? I’m sure you two want to be alone.”

“That’s where you’re wrong, actually.” Changkyun smirked, and Jooheon shot him a glance of confusion, before looking back to where you tugged at him again.

“We both want you to stay.”

He came back down to sit slowly, and you could almost see the thoughts running through his head.

“Jooheon,” You spoke his name quietly and lightly, leaning into him. “I know that you like me.”

His eyes were frantic between Changkyun and you, and then just you, your chest against his arm as your lips stopped just short of his ear.

“I like you, too.”

The tone was teasing and Changkyun smiled when he heard it, knowing there was no way Jooheon could resist it.

“What about…” He looked back at Changkyun, waiting for him to get upset or say something.

“You already know that I like you, “ He joked, but Jooheon didn’t laugh.

“The point is,” You continued, not wanting him to get too distracted. “We both like you, in different ways, and wanted to share what we have with you.”

Jooheon couldn’t comprehend what he was hearing, it was like everything he’d fantasized about for the past few months was coming true before his eyes and he didn’t know what to do with himself. Of course he’d imagined in detail what he would do to you, what they both would, but now that he was presented with the possibility he was afraid he might chicken out.

“Sorry can I-” He sucked in a breath, “I just need a couple minutes.”

He got up to use the bathroom, located in your bedroom, and you and Changkyun looked at each other in his absence.

“He wants to,” He smiled.

“I don’t want to pressure him,”

“Oh, don’t worry, I think he’s just trying to rationalize a way to say yes.” Changkyun stood then and gestured to you, “Come on,”

You followed him down the hall, questioning his motives the whole way. He crawled into your bed happily and leaned up against the headboard. “Come here,” He opened up his arms and gestured with his hands.

You didn’t totally understand his plan, but you followed, crawling into his lap and laying with your back against his chest. He wrapped you up and buried his face in your neck, sinking his teeth in and making you squeal.

“We just need to show him all the fun he’ll be missing.”

He said it low against your ear when he pulled away, and you shivered in response. He started to trail kisses down your neck, and you closed your eyes, humming in approval.

The sound of the bathroom door had your eyes opening again, and found Jooheon standing at the end of the bed, staring at the two of you with a bewildered look.

“Welcome back,” Changkyun picked up your arm and waved at him.

“What is-” Jooheon looked around like he was going to find a hidden camera.

“Come over here Jooheon, she wants you to. Don’t you, baby?” Chankgyun looked down at you, and you nodded as you locked eyes with Jooheon.

Jooheon stood there awhile longer, but there was a hesitation in his sway, like he was debating with himself.

“Don’t be shy, get over here.” Changkyun called out again, now taking both of your wrists and opening your arms up wide. “Look, she’s ready.” He smiled.

Jooheon started to inch toward the side of the bed, working his way over timidly to sit down, then scoot himself inward until he was in front of you. He had a hard time making eye contact, and you hadn’t imagined he was this shy, but even you had to admit the circumstances were unusual.

“Do you want to kiss her?” Changkyun asked, lowering his gaze.

Jooheon nodded, almost in a daze.

“You want to kiss him, right?” He looked down at you now, flapping your arms playfully. You were glad Changkyun was here to take the lead and make things more fun and less awkward.

“Mhm,” You responded as you tipped your chin up, never looking away from Jooheon.

“Well then, that settles it.” Changkyun gave a “come hither” motion with your hand.

Again, it took him a long time, but eventually Jooheon leaned in, and once he was close enough you came forward to capture his mouth before he could. It jarred him at first, but once he felt the softness of your lips against his, like in his very own dreams, he closed his eyes and kissed you back passionately.

“Took you long enough,” Changkyun chuckled as he let your arms go so you could wrap them around Jooheon’s shoulders and pull him in deeper.

Right away you noticed the differences between kissing Changkyun and Jooheon. Changkyun was sensual and sometimes harsh, but in a way that made you weak in the knees. Jooheon was soft and tender but hungry, eager to feel you.

Jooheon’s hands fell to your torso, giving himself some leverage over you, and Changkyun took the opportunity to lift your shirt up and over your chest, as if to invite his friend to touch you more. He broke away for a moment and glanced down at the exposed skin of your stomach and lace-clad breasts and swallowed hard, looking up into your face for confirmation.

You gave him a gentle nod and his hands slid up your sides to your chest, kneading your breasts in his palms, pulling his bottom lip under his teeth as he drank in the sight, you laying back fully against Changkyun’s chest, who also watched with rapt attention.

Jooheon was still careful, not sure what to do with you next, but Changkyun was already on it, bringing his hands around you to undo the top of your pants, but not able to pull them off. He gestured to Jooheon, who took the hint and tried to gingerly pull them down your legs with your help. You were laid out in your underwear now and Jooheon simply stared.

“She’s pretty, isn’t she?” Changkyun smiled, bringing his hands behind you to undo your bra, which you let slide off your arms and away from you, and you could see Jooheon’s breath quicken.

You reached out for him, drawing him in, and when he came to you, you took him by his head and kissed him again. When you let go, his head ducked down to take a breast into his hand and your nipple into his mouth. The sudden heat of his tongue on the hardening bud took you by surprise and you gasped, arching ever so slightly against Changkyun.

You reached down and slid your panties off, then spread your legs around him, and he pulled back to see, fully naked and displayed for him, something he had been imagining for so long.

“I think it's your turn.” You said quietly, reaching out to tug on his shirt with a sly smile. Some of his uncertainty was melting away with his arousal, and he pulled the fabric over his head without a second thought. You reached out to trail your hands over the soft lines in his arms and chest, before letting them drop to the top of his pants. Changkyun was planting chaste kisses down the side of your neck and nuzzling your ear as you worked Jooheon’s clothing off until you were both bare.

Jooheon hissed when you took his length into your hand, stroking him languidly and giving it a gentle tug toward you.

“Do you want to fuck me?” You asked with an air of innocence that drove him crazy, and Chankyun chuckled against your skin.

“Of course he does, he’s wanted you for months, haven’t you?” His friend teased, and Jooheon blushed as he be bowed forward into your touch.

“Are you sure?” He asked you quietly, and you were so used to getting tossed around by Changkyun that Jooheon’s sweetness took you off guard, but made your heart flutter.

You took hold of his hand and brought it between your thighs, pressing his digits against you, letting him feel how hot and wet you were. “I’m more than sure.”

Jooheon couldn’t suppress his groan, turning his fingers inward and pressing them into your slit, one finger entering you with ease and gently feeling you from the inside. You mewled, not expecting him to go further with his hand like he had, and suddenly there were two fingers now and he was curling them up against your sweet spot, your thighs trembling.

“Oh, she likes that.” Changkyun commented, feeling your body react against him, enjoying the show. “But you want his cock, don’t you?”

You moaned and could only nod in the affirmative, and Jooheon didn’t need to hear anymore. He pulled his hand away and gently scooted himself forward on his knees, placing a hand on your inner thigh to spread you wider and position himself at your entrance. Changkyun leaned forward over your shoulder so he could get a better look, and you both groaned in response to Jooheon’s cock sinking itself inside you in one fluid motion.

“Does that feel good?” Changkyun whispered into your ear, his own heart-rate speeding up.

“Nnnyes,” You managed, arching against him even more as Jooheon began to move fluidly in and out of you.

“You can fuck her harder,” Changkyun spoke up, then smiled at Jooheon. “She likes it rough.”

Jooheon exhaled sharply and gave himself the leverage to thrust a bit harder, and you reacted just as Changkyun predicted.

Not satisfied with simply watching, Changkyun snuck one hand around your hip and between your legs, finding your clit with the pads of his fingertips and rubbing you in tight circles. His other hand went around your neck, fingers against your throat and you pushed your head back. Jooheon’s eyes widened at the way he manhandled you, but not only did you seem used to it, the sounds that left you and the way you tightened around his cock told him you liked it.

Jooheon closed his eyes for a moment, his arousal making his entire body feel electrified, and like he would lose it any second if he didn’t concentrate. He had waited this long to be apart of your fantasy, and he wasn’t about to ruin it so soon.

“You’re so close, I can feel it.” Changkyun taunted you, flexing his hand against your throat. “Do you want to come all over his cock?”

You pulsed hearing his words, and Jooheon let out a panted “ah” at the feeling of it, gripping tight against his swollen length. Just the thought of you coming undone while he fucked you like this was almost too much.

He was desperate to make it happen, bowing forward and pounding into you hard, making you cry out as the orgasm built its way up. Between Changkyun’s hands and Jooheon’s cock you unraveled before you had a chance to warn either one of them, letting it wash over you in a hot wave.

“That’s my girl,” Changkyun cooed as he relinquished your throat and pat his hand against your mound, making you twitch.

You buried your face into Jooheon’s neck, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him down on you. You wrapped your legs around his hips and grinded your hips against him, riding out the last waves of your release but also propelling him toward his own.

“I want it inside me.” You rasped in his ear and that was all it took for him to follow you, whimpering as he pushed himself deep inside you.

Even as you came down off your high, you could feel Changkyun hard through his clothing against your back and his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Jooheon finally found the strength to roll away from you onto his back next to you, and watch as you pulled yourself up and turned around, kissing Changkyun deeply. He grabbed onto your head and pulled you against him.

Without speaking you pulled back and trailed yourself down his body, undoing his pants and pulling him free of his clothing. Your mouth found the head of his cock and he sucked in a breath through his teeth.

“I’m not going to last long, not after all that.” He laughed before it dissolved into a moan while you swirled your tongue around the tip.

You held him at the base and took him as far into your mouth as you could, nudging the back of your throat and making your muscles flex around him as your tongue worked the shaft. He cursed and pushed a hand through your hair, gripping it tight to your scalp.

Jooheon could feel his heart beating hard against his rib cage watching the both of you, and even though his body was spent he still felt aroused all over again at the sight of you deepthroating his best friend. He had never seen Changkyun lose his resolve like that, usually so calm and collected, but obviously even he could break under your touch.

“Fuck, just like that.” Changkyun pushed his hips up as he neared his end. You took him back in fully again and he groaned, pressing you down on him as he came, holding you there until you swallowed all of it.

You came up and wiped the corner of your mouth delicately before kissing him once more, him still holding your hair as you did so. Then you glanced over at Jooheon, disheveled and flushed.

You crawled over, and he sat up halfway to meet you. You took his face into your hands and grinned before kissing him, too.

“Thank you,” You said as you pulled away, and kissed him once on the nose for good measure.

“For what? I should be thanking you.” He laughed breathlessly.

All three of you laid there in a heap of sweat and exhaustion, chatting low and giggling like kids. You didn’t know what you had gotten yourself into, but for now it alright.

To Be Continued

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adachismantits · 3 years

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#tohru adachi #yu narukami #souji seta #marie #persona 4 #sorry for being gone 4 a month i was busy sucking cock

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ashtheshortstack · 5 years

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Garlic in the Cauldron - Ch 4

Garlic in the Cauldron

Adrien Agreste learned from a young age that witches were the enemies to vampires. He was taught to kill on sight, drink them dry, and never look back… however, meeting a witch named Marinette threw his entire world off balance.

Ch 4 - Witching Hour

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Marinette flew on her broom as quickly as she could. She had to get home before her parents went to her room. If they checked on her and she wasn’t there then her ass would be doomed. They’d keep her under close surveillance and that was the last thing she wanted.

To her relief, when she opened her trap door, it was clear her parents hadn’t been there yet. She climbed down the ladder, throwing on her pajamas. Maybe, she could get a little more sleep before they came to wake her. Marinette rested in her bed, snuggling into the covers.

Tikki hovered over her, making the witch glance up at the familiar. The creature looked extremely guilty.

She gave her a smile. “Tikki, it’s okay. Don’t feel bad.”

“I shouldn’t have let you sleep out there. I just… I fell asleep. I didn’t mean to. When Plagg woke me up, I was furious with myself.”

Marinette shook her head. “It’s okay. I promise.”

Her familiar eyed her. Her paws went together. “This isn’t about ‘research’ anymore, is it? You’re falling for him.”

Feeling the warm on her cheeks, she glanced away shyly. “I… I didn’t mean to.”

Tikki gave a sympathetic smile. “It’s okay.”

“R-Really? You aren’t mad at me?”

“It’s… dangerous.”

“I know. I know I’m so stupid for having feelings for him. I’m supposed to be responsible and protect my coven. And now I’m dumb enough to fall in love with a vampire,” she whined, covering her face in her hands.

Tikki shook her head. “Stop it. No need to beat yourself up over this.”

Marinette peaked up at her familiar between her fingers. “W-What? How could you be okay with this? You should be furious with me. I’ve let my guard down and put us all in danger.”

“Marinette, as much as I want you to fulfill your destiny… I love you so much more. You should follow your heart. If you care about him, then I support you. But there’s something you should know—”

“Marinette!”

She popped straight up when her best friend, Alya, shot open the trap door to her room. Marinette pretended to be groggy, forcing a fake yawn.

“A-Alya…? What are you doing here?” she asked quickly.

The red head crossed her arms, smirking. “Don’t give me that bullshit. I came over last night and you weren’t here. You’re lucky I covered for you.”

Marinette gaped. “I-I…”

“Where did you go?”

She shifted uncomfortably in the covers. Tikki gave her a warning glance. Marinette knew she had to keep this a secret from Alya. Nothing good would come of telling Alya that she was sneaking out to meet with a vampire that she just so happened to be falling in love with. Yeah. That sounded reasonable, she mused to herself.

Alya cocked a brow. “Uh oh, what’s that smile?”

“Nothing. I just went out flying. I needed time to think and clear my head.”

Alya didn’t seem to be buying her excuse. But instead of pressing her, she sighed. “C’mon, M. You’d tell me if you were sneaking out to meet up with a guy, right?”

No, she thought. Alya was nosey. She wouldn’t keep her mouth shut. If Alya knew she liked a guy, she’d demand to know everything about him. Even if Marinette left out the tiny detail of him being a vampire, her best friend would still find out somehow. The feelings she possessed right now were best left unsaid.

Marinette knew Alya just wanted what was best for her. Alya had Nino. And they were cute together. Madly in love, even. She knew that Alya wanted that for her too. To have that love with someone like she did. And Marinette was finding it on her own. Without help. Sure, maybe he wasn’t a warlock, but it didn’t mean that she couldn’t love him. Adrien wasn’t vicious or vindictive. Hell, when he had tried to act cocky and dickish when they first met, he was hardly convincing. He broke that character as soon as she met his gaze.

Adrien was warm… and loving. He just had so much affection to give. She didn’t know if vampires grew up in a loving household, or if it was just Adrien’s homelife that was rough and different. He had mentioned his father keeping him coped up at home. That must have not been normal.

Marinette jerked herself from her thoughts when she noticed Alya gazing expectantly at her.

“Of course, I would,” she lied smoothly.

Alya cocked a brow at her. “Are you sure?” Her eyes lit up suddenly. “Omigod! Was it Luka?”

“No!” Marinette said immediately, making Alya’s jaw snap shut.

Luka was a warlock in their coven. He was the elder brother of one of the girls in their training group, Juleka. Marinette admitted to having a small crush on him a few months ago. He was a sweet guy. They’d gone out to some of the festivals together a few times, but Marinette never felt that connection she wanted.

Hell, she even had trouble being around the guy now. Ever since she’d rejected him after he tried to kiss her, she had a hard time facing him. Marinette just had a feeling that Luka wasn’t supposed to be her first kiss. An instinct, maybe? She wasn’t sure. But she didn’t regret it now.

Marinette was confident her first kiss would be with Adrien at that point.

Alya cocked to the side, her hands going to her hips. “What’s so wrong with him? Didn’t you like him?”

“We just weren’t compatible, okay?”

“But he liked you!”

“Yes. He did.”

“He tried to kiss you!”

“Yes. I know, Alya. And I slapped my hand over his mouth and pushed him away. I’m sure that made him feel great!”

“You should give him another chance.”

“Alya, stop!”

Her mouth snapped shut. Alya’s eyes were wide as the two sat in a harsh silence. Marinette glowered at her from her bed. Again, she knew Alya meant well, but her methods were flawed. Marinette hated the pressure. They were eighteen. It was the prime time for witches to find their soulmates. Each witch had one. That one person they were destined to find and be with. It was hard dating within the coven. Everyone knew everyone’s business. It was rare that witches went through multiple relationships.

The fact that she and Luka dated a little and didn’t end up together was odd for their kind. But it didn’t feel right. Plus, Marinette’s destiny was always slapping her in the face. She didn’t really want to drag another into her fate.

With Adrien, it was different. He was a vampire. He wasn’t involved in the coven’s woes and prophecies. She knew she’d have to tell him eventually. But she wanted to wait a bit longer. She wanted them to get closer and act on her feelings before telling him the truth.

Before he had a chance to reject her…

Alya sighed. “Fine. But if you end up an old hag, then don’t blame me.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

When she told Adrien about the dating traditions of witches, she may have left out a minor detail. While vampires may be given off to an arranged marriage, witches begin to rapidly age when they turn thirty if they haven’t met their soulmate. And… they’d also live the lifespan of an average human rather than the normal life expectancy of witches. Every magical being had their catch. Nothing could have the chance to be almost immortal without having a consequence.

Alya climbed up the ladder, sitting at Marinette’s feet. “I’m sorry. I know you have plenty of time to find your soulmate. I just can’t help but feel guilty.”

“Guilty?”

She nodded. “Yeah. I feel like I’m practically shoving it in your face all of the time that I found my soulmate at fourteen. It’s why I haven’t been hanging out with Nino as much with you around.”

Marinette gave Alya a small smile. “Al, don’t feel bad for that. I’m happy for you, truly.”

“You mean it?”

Reaching over, she took Alya’s hand. “Yes. Don’t worry about it. I don’t mind seeing you happy, Alya. And I’ll find someone. It’s okay.”

Her best friend beamed. “Yes! Yes, you will, Marinette!”

“But,” Marinette cut in. “Remember, I have other things to worry about right now? So, I’ll have time to date when all of that’s over.”

Alya waved a hand. “Fulfilling prophecies, blah blah. Whatever. You’ll do it.”

“Thanks for your confidence in me,” Marinette said with a snort.

“You will, Marinette,” Tikki piped in. Her familiar fluttered to her shoulder. “You can defeat Gabriel Agreste just like the prophecy says.”

“I hope so, Tikki.”

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When Marinette finally got Alya off her tail, she headed downstairs to find her parents making breakfast for her. She didn’t know how she’d function with so little sleep. She had slept next to Adrien for what? Maybe four hours? The rest of the day of definitely going to suck.

Sabine smiled when she noticed the two girls ascending down the steps. She placed a plate of pancakes on the island smiling at them as they approached. “Morning, girls!” she chimed.

Marinette took a seat as her mother brought over two plates. “Morning…” she muttered. She was far too tired to continue making conversation. Alya literally exhausted her with the hounding of questions when she first arrived.

She placed three pancakes on her plate at a turtle pace. Marinette didn't want to admit she was exhausted. Maybe, she was coming down from an adrenaline rush after the panicked events of the morning. The witch drizzled her syrup, watching it drip down the stack. Alya watched her, seemingly amused.

When Alya grabbed a few pancakes of her own, Sabine returned with glasses of milk and a plate of toast. "Eat up girls! You always need to be at full strength. You never know when all of your training will come in handy," her mother said with a waggle of her fingers.

Alya nodded. "No kidding… I heard another coven was attacked last night. The vampires were forced to retreat because of the sunrise, but I heard it was pretty brutal."

Sabine hummed sadly in response as she made her own plate of pancakes.

Marinette's fork paused in front of her mouth. Her ears perked at the conversation. That was probably Adrien's clan… She assumed he was a member of the Agreste clan somehow. Or at least associated.

"Those wretched vampires are so disgustingly evil that it makes me sick…" Alya grumbled, stabbing her fork into her stack.

"Are you sure that all vampires are evil?" Marinette asked. She immediately regretted opening her mouth. Her mother and Alya both shared astonished and confused stares while Tikki glowered at her. Frantically backtracking, Marinette dropped her fork to wave her hands. "I-I just mean that… Has anyone truly researched into vampires? Learned more about them?"

Alya scoffed. "As if! If any of us were to come in contact with a vampire, our blood would be drained from our bodies in an instant! I don't think they tend to do q&as or make friendly conversation."

One does, she thought curtly to herself. There was no way she could ever reveal Adrien to them. They'd attack him on the spot.

Sabine nodded. "Yes, Marinette. Vampires are evil and unsafe. I hope you weren't thinking about doing something crazy."

Marinette shrugged. "I was just curious. My destiny is to defeat them, right? The more info the better."

Alya cocked a brow at her. "I think you're still half asleep."

A good excuse… She nodded in response, letting out an over exaggerated yawn. Marinette stretched, popping her bones as she did so. "Yeah, maybe you're right. I'm probably not thinking clearly."

Marinette evaded the rest of the conversation by stuffing her face with pancakes. She gave Tikki a nervous smile, who simply squinted at her in response. Her little arms were crossed stubbornly. Marinette knew she was in for a tongue lashing later.

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“Do you believe in prophecies?” Marinette asked Adrien the following evening as they laid together on her blanket.

Adrien turned his head to furrow his brows at her. “I’ve never really heard of any. Why? Is that something you guys do?”

“We have an oracle who made predictions. Every witch in the coven has their own prophecy and destiny that they’re supposed to fulfill.”

He seemed surprised by that. His eyes widened and brows rocketed beneath his bangs. “Wow, really?” Adrien turned his head, searching the sky as he hummed in thought. “No, I’ve never really believed in destiny.”

Marinette took his hand in hers. “I do. Definitely. It gives me hope that someday you and I could be friends like this every day. Without the fear of being shamed or killed.”

A silence passed between them. Adrien seemed to soak in her words as the stars twinkled above them. His fingers tightened their grip around hers.

Turning to face her once more, he smiled. “Is there a prophecy like that? Is that why you’re asking?”

She nodded. “Yeah. Someone is supposed to single handedly end this war between witches and vampires.”

Adrien gaped. “Wow. That witch must be really powerful.”

Swallowing, she agreed. “Y-Yeah. She is.”

“Oh! It’s a girl? Do you know her?”

Marinette was at a loss. She wanted to tell him. She wanted to tell him that she was the one who was going to end this war. But for some reason, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She couldn’t bring herself to say “I’m supposed to kill Gabriel Agreste.” It was on the tip of her tongue. But the words wouldn’t come out.

What was holding her back? Why couldn’t she just say it? Why couldn’t she get it out in the open between them?

Sighing, she finally answered. “Y-Yeah. I know her,” her words were meek and timid. She worried he may catch on. Adrien was a little naive, she had to admit. But he wasn’t stupid. He could notice her acting strangely.

“Wow. Honestly… I can’t wait for that day.”

Her eyes widened, she turned her head quickly to look at him. “Really?”

“Yeah. I want to be with you any time of the day. Whenever I want. Without having to hide in the forest,” his hand squeezed hers. “That’ll be amazing.”

“W-Well, I hope she can pull it off.”

He grinned, fangs gleaming in the starlight. “Me too.”

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aala-13jellychocolate · 5 years

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Odious Love Part 4 (M)

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Author: I’m still very new to writing so I hope you all will forgive my mistake and grammar too. I’m hoping for comments on my writing.

Pairing: Junmyeon x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut, CEO! AU

Summary:

Suho and you were sleeping together for the last 3 year. You were in love with him but he was not. He just wanted to depend upon someone emotionally. You were okay with it, you wanted to be with him in whichever way you can. You were not his girlfriend but he never treats you less. One day he got married to other women because of business. You thought everything was over between you two but he came back to you. He spends his wedding night with you leaving his wife all alone.

Part 4

“I want her out” she entered the Kim mansion shouting. Suho parents looked at her in confusion. Suho mother ask “Who are you talking about? Dear” She bows a little in respect and said “His secretary. Do you know how rude she is? She behaves like she owns Suho. Has something gone on between them?” Suho father goes to a mini bar, fill the glass with expensive rum as he said “Sorry dear. I cannot appoint or remove anyone from CEO floor, it is one of the conditions in my and Suho’s contract. And Y/N don’t worry about her, she works according to Suho’s order and you know how many women’s is after my son, it is part of her job to keep them anyway from him” he took a sip of rum and said “There is nothing between them. She will apologize to you, once she comes to know who you are” Suho mother said “Darling please wait for a little while. We know our son, his taste is high is everything, Y/N is merely a secretary nothing more. I’m sure he is going to love you when we officially introduce you two then just, we have to wait until Suho come home” She smirk thinking about Suho being on his knees for her and how hard she will make for Y/N when she asked for forgiveness.

We just entered the elevator, he pinned you on its wall, his hands tightly grabbing your hands, above your head as he roughly kissing you. He became impatient, your both lips were moving passionately until the elevator got the door open into his penthouse. He drags you in the middle of living room and once again his lips attack yours, your hand locked on his hair pulling him closer while hands started to undo your shirt buttons, moans were already leaving from your lips. He tosses your shirt and undoing your skirt without breaking the kiss, your skirt was also tossed somewhere, finally, we break our kiss to catch a breath.

He hauls you toward his bedroom and throws you on his bed. “Princess gets naked fast” you did what he said while he loses his t-shirt and pants but keeps his boxer on. You about to ask him about his boxer but he pulls your naked, half body toward the edge of a bed, placed your legs over his shoulder as his mouth rush into your pussy. He was sucking you ravenously while his hands were tightly holding thighs, his hand was going to leave marks but you didn’t care because you were busy in your ecstasy and moaning his name, your head falls back, your hands went on his hair. He spanks you on your butt cheek making you moan longer. His tongue played with the clit hyping you up, the climax was built you were going to cum soon. He spanks your ass one more time and you cum all over his face.

He did make you cum harder, he comes over you and kisses you making you taste yourself. He asks “Okay Princess” in your current state you can only nod once. You close your eyes to relax but suddenly he slips two fingers inside, your eyes got wide open, you half cried and half moan “Suho” he laughs, started to move his fingers in and out of you while said “Aren’t you being selfish? I didn’t get anything” you eat up your moan and said “What was in the car then?” he removes his finger form you and lick it clean, wink “It was for your own pleasure” You rolled your eyes and said “I’m not only one who was getting pleasured that time” without any warning he slides his member into you making you whimper. You don’t see when he removes his pant. He laughs and said “I’m not only one who is going to get pleasure right now” you cannot think anymore as start moving, your sensation was heightened because of your previous orgasm, he was thrusting fast and vicious, your hands clench on sheet, your head fall back and eyes roll back in pleasure pain. You started to cry out his name as thrust got faster and perfectly filling you up, touching at the right stop every time. Your back ace as you come closer toward your second orgasm. You tightly grab is arms telling him you are to close. He said ‘all right’ and let you cum over him, he continues his thrust to reach his climax, soon he also cum and fall over.

After a few moments, he got up, bring a washcloth and cleans you up. You close your eye to sleep but he shakes you up and said “Princess I know you are tired and you just want to sleep but first have food, you cannot sleep with eating” you whine but sit up as you were hungry too.

You cover yourself with duvet while he went to bring your food. He comes back with all your favorite and set on the bed beside you, you raised your eyebrow and ask “While fighting with me you had my favorite food” with an innocent look he said “What are you talking about? I also didn’t eat anything, because of you” You laugh shortly and said “Lair, I know you better than that” he gives a fake angry look and said “Just started eating already”

You complete your food it was already 5 a.m. You wanted to sleep but got worried as your so-called extra work was still pending, it took your sleep away from you at least for now. Suho shut you down with a kiss and said “If you any energy to work then work with him” it means your current position.

He was above you, still without any clothes only duvet covering till hips. You’re both the hand in his hair and legs around his waist. His one hand was near your head, baring his weight and another hand wandering around your waist. It was nothing new, it was just an innocent kiss session and this was how you do your talking most of the times. You suddenly start laughing “You have an intense amount of sex drive. How can you be still hard?” he kisses you again and said “Only because of you. It is all your fault, you don’t how many times I think about giving you punishment for giving me boner but I let it go as you take me so well every time” he placed sloppy kisses around your neck. You blush a little and said, “No, I guess it is your fault, you trained me so well” before saying he comes back to your lips “Or maybe because you love me. I swear I would never let you go away from me”, “Maybe and I’ll also never let you go. Dare you say I’m lair” he laughs and again kiss a slow-motion kiss just feeling each other.

It was showing love between you two, he didn’t love you but he cares for you like he love you and it was enough to spend your life with him he let you. While enjoying this session, you remember your workmate comments, you break the kiss and start to laugh again. He irritatingly asks “Now what?”, “You know what Jimin and other was saying” he pinches on your waist in warning, telling you dare even smile for other men. You flinch a little in pain, his eye was getting dark before it turns serious, you quickly said “About us, they were asking me to seduce you” he got surprised and said “What?”, “Yes, when that women come, they all started to coo about it and ask me to become your girlfriend or something” he rubs your nose with his and said “Soon their wish will come true” You provocative ask “How? It is not like you will make me your girlfriend or marry me” he suddenly pushes his cock inside you, you grasp “I just remember you have to take your birth control shot in two weak. How about now taking them? And I will give them real reason to celebrate, you will be more then my girlfriend or wife” You slightly blush and hit few times on his shoulder, in resentful voice you said “Suho dare you, think any non-sense” he laughs and started to move in and out of you, slow thrust giving a blissful experience and soon you had your third orgasm ……

Around 20 days went, since that women come into the office, everyone has almost forgotten her thinking ‘she is just another woman’. You walked into the office in casual wear because today you were going home after two whole months, giving your parents surprised. You hand over the projects file to Mark, due to your sudden holidays Mark has to work on the weekend with Suho, you felt little bad for him but you want to see you, parents it has been so long and you were missing them. Mark said “Y/n, you have to repay. I’m scarifying my weekend for you”, “Of Couse, I owe you this. I’ll go and meet our boss”

You knocked at his office door and went inside. He was on the sofa waiting for you, he come and tightly hug you and said “Don’t go, call your parent’s here” You still cannot believe it sometimes, a person who actually behaves like owner of you can also behave like a small child, hugging him back you said “Even If call them here, I won’t be getting time to spend with you” He unlock you for hug but tightly grab your waist, tugging you closer to him, you feel his member getting hard as he slightly rub it in your core. With a smirk and alluring voice he said “I’m giving you order as your Boss, Master, Daddy and Owner” You loses from his grip, in the same manner you also reply “You are all of them because I have allowed you to be not because you can” and bit your lips, he slowly leans to kiss you and you also slowly lean forward, when he closes his eyes, to tease him you softly started to run away from him and reach to the door. When nothing happens, he opens his eyes, in warning voice said called “Princess” but you stick out the tongue from the door and run out from his office. You said ‘Bye’ to your other workmate and took a cab till bus stop. It was almost 5 hours journey to your small home town.

Suho called you when you got on the bus and said “Y/N how dare you to tease me like that. Just come back here and kiss me or I swear when you come back, I’ll make you regret it fucking so hard” You teases him again “You took so long to call, now I cannot come back” he took a deep breath and said again “We didn’t have sex for four days as ‘that time of month’ was going on and like always you just want to rest, not allowing me you touch you, I gave you rest too without any complaints but then you wanted to meet your parents, so I give you whole two days off but you didn’t even give me a ‘Goodbye kiss, in fact, you were teasing me, now tell me what I’m supposed to do without you? I cannot even touch myself, I won't get satisfied with my hand, I need to be inside you” In a low voice you tease him “I’m sorry about it. Just more two days, I’ll be back” he growls “Princess you proposedly making your daddy angry, just wait until you come back and don’t even dare to look at any other men's” you laugh and said “Suho none of the men from my hometown can bet you and I promise I’ll make up for it my absence” he huffs in call “You was looking at them come back you will see the owner of you” it been long Suho haven’t gone rough so you tease him more “Okay, whatever you say, see you in two days bye” you kept the phone with waiting for answer. As much you know him after you keep the phone, he would grad his hair in irritation then smirk thinking what will he do with you.

You reach home your mom and dad become so happy to see you. Your mom started to cry and scowl because you don’t come home, your dad asks about your work then three of you keep talking till evening. Your parent got ready for some kind of party and ask you to get ready too, you ask “Mom what is the occasion for the party?” your mom excitedly said “You must have merely remembered Kim Namjoon, your childhood friend then he went to the army when he was just 18 years old” you nodded “He got the promotion now he is Capitan. God, he has turned out to be a handsome person” you just smile. Your dad said “Sweetie you get ready and come to the bar, your mom and me going ahead” nodded and got ready.

You reached the bar. Your mom comes beside you and one by one make you meet all of your neighbors they all were happy to see you and just like your mom you got scowled for not coming to offend. Everything was the same as you know, due to party the bar was overcrowded but still everyone enjoying themselves while younger do all thing and adult get to rest from everyday routine with soft music in the background. It was like a ritual in your town, whoever has to keep party they keep in the same small bar. Indeed, it was a bar but we could book it for a day and that day all age group is allowed.

You started helping with servicing food and drinks. You see people gossiping with your mom and your name come up in between of their talking and soon it led to your marriage when your mom looked at you, you give her a warning look saying ‘No Marriage talk or I leave just go back’ then you ignored everything and keep working happily. A group of small children was running after you for drinks in your hand, you were enjoying while giving them drink one by one but only after they give to you flying kiss.

In between you keep looking toward Namjoon, you still don’t get a chance to congratulate him it has been the whole 1hour here and it was rude to stay in someone party with greeting them, by the time you complete giving drink to children, he finally got alone at a bar, enjoying his drink. You place an empty tray on bars island beside him and said “Hello Namjoon, congratulation” he takes a look at you and in confusion, he said “Thank you. If I’m not wrong, you must be Y/N” you nodded. He gives you a smile and said “I’m sorry I don’t recognize you it has been so long and you changed you look beautiful” you smile and said “It is okay I was same as you, my mom helped me and she was right when she told me you have become handsome” he smile too

We were talking about here and there for while then about work, he asked “You did the economic and company secretary then why are to doing personal secretary job” you laugh and “When I joint the company, our CEO was needing personal secretary immediately, I got agreed as they offer me double payroll and it was only for time being. But then I kind of enjoyed my work so I keeping working as P.S but not to waste my study in still do part of company secretary work” he looked confused said “They allow you to do that and that also with double payroll. I suppose you work in a great company” I said again “It is not my company but CEO. He wanted special talented people around him, who can work closely with him. He chooses 9 people all from the different department while I got transferred. We all work accordingly but we also work as his secretary from time to time. In my case I’m more of the personal secretary then other” he nodded. You also ask about his job in the army, we keep talking for a while.

You forgot your phone in the bar island as you start talking with other people, Namjoon comes and give your phone back and “I’m sorry. It was ringing for a while so I pick it up” you said ‘Okay’. When you saw it was Suho’s call it made you cursed yourself, go out of the bar to talk him. You voice come as a guilty person “Hey Suho” he sounded angry “I called you at least 8th times, you didn’t pick up it was okay but then 9th times someone else pick it up and he didn’t sound like your dad, I know his voice. Princess who was he?” You cleared your voice and said “Suho, he was Kim Namjoon, wait before saying anything hear me first. I’m at his party he got promotion and you know how ‘Party’ is in my town, my parent told me to go with them and I forgot my phone near him, sorry for that” You can hear him taking a deep breath “As usual you were ‘helping’ in serving foods and drinks. Y/N I already told you I don’t like when you do this kind of work, you are a Princess who should give order and get all the beautiful thing on her feet’s. And who gave that idiot right to pick up your phone” You said in a low voice “This whole town is like my home, like a big family who gets small working at home and Namjoon, I don’t why he pick up maybe he did it because it was ringing for long” He took a pause then said “So he just picks it up. Y/N are you sure, you in the party due to his promotion or your parent are planning something that is why he was brave enough to pick up your call. Fuck is he trying to steel you away from me, Y/N come back right now… no… wait it is night, I’m coming to get you……” he suddenly got panic. It was not the first time he got worried like this for useless thing, you try to calm him little down “Suho, I love you, wait and listen to me” Your ‘I love you’ work most of the time in situations, he didn’t reply so you said “No, my parent is not planning anything and I don’t have any string with Namjoon. Even if my parent would have made any plan, I would have run back to you anyhow, trust me and calm down” he got little relax and said “I don’t know, when he picked up my call, it gives me unknown fear”, “I know how are feeling this how I felt when that women come to office and Mr. Suho I don’t remember when was the last time you didn’t panic like this” He said in grating voice “Are you kidding me, you still remember her and I have a reason to get panic, who knows someone make move when you are away from me or your parents ask you to get married” You rolled your eyes and said “I can say the same thing. Ahhhh listen Sohu just let it go, we both know where will this conversation go. Tell me did you visited your mom?” he said and tiring voice “No, I will go tomorrow promise now can we talk about us” you giggle and said “Not now, once I reach home, I’ll call you, Bye daddy” he laughs and said “Okay, bye for now. Princess” you went back inside the bar. You got home after getting fresh, you talk with Suho then went to sleep beside your mom.

Next went fast as fast it has come, your parent pampering you a whole day. In the middle of it, Suho mom called you, again and again, asking ‘whether Suho will come or not’ You threaten Suho to go and meet her otherwise you won’t come back. After that he agreed to meet her, you told his mom ‘He is coming’ At night you cried a little as you have to leave in the morning but you were happy to go back to Suho.

Suho..........

He reaches his mansion and sighs, he doesn’t wish to be meet his parent but Y/N given an ultimatum. It was really hard for him to stay away from her not only physically but mentally too, he could barely able to stay still till the next morning and not willing to extend her holiday more.

He had the keys but still ring the doorbell as a guest, housekeeper open the door and bow, he doesn’t like want people to bow in front of him but as high position person, halfheartedly ignores her and went inside.

In the drawing-room he saw his parents, his mom excitingly said “Suho. Thank god you came, we have very important news” he gives her the annoying look asks “What is it? That makes you harass my secretary on her vacation” His mom said in the rough voice “You was not returning my calls she was my only option. Anyways what do you want me to do, to say sorry to her but why would I say sorry to low life…….” He clenched his fist, not wanting to fight nor hearing Princess insult, he angrily said “What the hell is it? Why the hell I’m here? Just finished this off already, I don’t have time for your nonsense” his dad was silently drinking his whiskey till now, he called “Youra dear, come here please” while Suho got confused who was she?

When she entered the drawing room Suho got stock, she was same women and because her Y/N had a fight with him, she was the first women who were able to make Y/N uncomfortable. Seeing her, he just wanted to run away from here, he cannot have another fight with his Princess because of it a witch. His mom said “It is an official meeting, Suho meet Youra. We have chosen her to become your wife and we will keep a party to announce your engagement with her” Suho cannot understand anything, what was going on here? His parent has asked him to get married many times before but this time they bring a woman not only that they announcing his engagement to her. He saw his dad, he gave Suho a blank look.

Suho mom said again “I’ll talk with his secretary to get the perfect date for announcement…….” Suho lost track what his mother was saying, he started to think about how will Y/N react after hearing this and if she leaves him. It made him wrathful, he shouted “What the fuck are you talking about? What marriage? What engagement? My so-called loving parents think I’ll just marry anyone because to ask me too?” He started to laugh and said to Youra “So this was a reason you had the courage to come in my office and behave like a bitch. Let me clear this up once and for all, I have nothing to do you” His father shout “Suho, apologize to the lady right now” Youra said with a smile “It is okay, Dad. He can say whatever he wants, Afterall I’m going to be his life partner, if not me who else would he let out his anger on” Suho huff the air from the nose and takes fast step out of the house.

He just got inside the car Y/N call come, he keeps staring his ringing phone on his hand, thinking what he is going to tell her and how will she react if he tells her truth. He also starts to get the wired feeling regarding this situation. The way his dad looked he knows it means something big happens that made his dad jump on the decision. Whatever it was he would have solved it, for him for Y/N, just two night ago for the first he asks her for baby, he did make it seem like a joke but he desires to have a future with her Princess, no else just her and he knows no one is going to love him the way Y/N did. He loudly shout in frustration ‘NO, I will not let anyone take his future with Y/N away’ He will fight, he will solve whatever problem is, by this time the phone stops ringing, he immediately calls her back with assurance himself to fight and not to make her worry……..

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loserholland · 6 years

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Spiderman thingz

Peter Parker

Pairing ➺ Peter Parker x Reader

Warning ➺ SMUT, daddy!kink, cussing, bratty attitude

Word Count ➺ 1,913

Summary ➺ It’s been a month since Peter and (Y/N) had sex till today.. though they have an unexpected guest.

A/N ➺ Peter and the reader aka you lol is 20 and in college (: & ik it’s summer but I decided to have the setting take place in mid-January

☞ Masterlist ☜

1 month, 4 weeks, 28 days, 672 hours, 40,320 minutes, 2,419,200 seconds since Peter and (Y/N) had sex. They were both busy with college and Peter having to balance college life and being Spiderman consumed most of his energy. The two went to Columbia College wanting to stay close to home, which meant they didn’t need to stay in dorms.

Today was a special day, they were both free, no classes, nor anything chaotic that would need Spiderman’s attention. (Y/N) was beyong excited to spend time with her boyfriend of three years, and most importantly let out all the sexual tension and frustration built up in her.

She lost count of the many times she’s tried to get herself off yet, it never compared to what he could do. When he would use his mouth oh his sweet mouth it’s so sinister, and his fingers gosh it’s literal magic curling his index and middle finger up hitting the right spot that made you scream. Don’t get me started on his thick long cock, the way it’s twitch in your mouth when you’d suck him off or how red the tip would get as pre-cum leaked out of it.

(Y/N) shook her head trying her best to get the image of Peter’s naked glorious body focusing on what she’d pick out to wear for her special day with Peter. Her eyes landed on the black shirt she had taken from him before they started dating, she had gone over to work on a project for chemistry and when he had brought back fruit-punch for them to drink he stumbled on his feet spilling the red liquid.. on her white shirt. Since then she’s kept his ‘tthe physics is theoretical but the fun is real’ shirt, one of the shirts he first grabbed while covering his eyes mumbling “Sorry, sorry, sorry I didn’t mean to.”.

She searched her draws for a pair of fishnet stocking, slipping them on without any underwear “Peter’s gonna lose his shit.” she thought to herself a smirk painted her lips slipping the black shirt over her head it staring at herself in the mirror that was in the corner of her room turing around to see the shirt stopped mid-thigh. She hummed in satisfaction strolling over to her closet to grab a pair of thigh high boots and a brown trench coat to cover her little outfit underneath and so she wouldn’t be dying from the cold winds of Queens. Before she left she sat at her vanity to do a simple but seductive look ,she wore crimson red lipstick, and some mascara.

(Y/N) stopped in the kitchen to write her family a note on the magnetic dry-erase board on the fridge, ‘Staying at Peter’s for the night. See you guys tomorrow. Love - (Y/N)’ she placed her phone and keys in her pocket and headed out the door to her boyfriends apartment.

Peter shuffled around his room tossing any clothing that was scattered around his bedroom floor into his closet, (Y/N) would be over at any minute now and Aunt May was currently out shopping before she left she told Peter “Don’t get too loud.” causing Peter to become beet red only to let out a dry chuckle.

(Y/N) stood outside Peter’s door lifting her hand um to knock not too loudly, Peter’s head whipped around at the sound of his lovely girlfriend knocking at the door he stumbled around the other pieces of clothing that was left on the floor kicking it under his bunk bed. (Y/N) rocked back and forth on her heels waiting for Peter to open the door, a few seconds later Peter opened the door his eyes meeting (Y/E/C) he grinned widely at his beautiful girlfriend standing in front of him. Her eyes traveled down to the jogger’s loosely hanging on his waist showing off his defined v line “Hi baby, come in please.” Peter stepped aside allowing his girlfriend to walk in he quickly closed and locked the door behind him turning around to push (Y/N) up against the wall.

“I missed you so much baby.” Peter said in a raspy tone making (Y/N) feel weak at the knees he placed both his hands on the side of her head blocking her in (Y/N) lifted her right hand to stroke his cheek she leaned up to place a quick kiss on his lips “Let’s go to the couch yeah?” (Y/N) took Peter’s hand in her’s walking into his living room.

She rested her hands on his broad shoulders pushing Peter down to sit on the couch, she slowly began to unbutton her trench coat slowly revealing her outfit once she got the last button undone she shrugged it off tossing it to the ground. “Do you like it baby?” (Y/N) questioned innocently watching Peter’s eyes rack her body (Y/N) straddled his lap lightly rubbing her unclothed heat against his grey joggers, Peter hands moved to her hips giving it a light squeeze “Like it? Princess I love it.” (Y/N) smiled mission accomplished she thought leaning down to kiss him.

Peter swiped his tongue across her bottom lip as (Y/N) accepted their tongues dancing against one another as they fought for dominance her hands ran through his hair tugging at it lightly as Peter groaned into her mouth. She took the advantage to lightly grind against his clothed sex, Peter’s hands traveled up her shirt his index finger rolled over her left nipple as the other massaged her right boob.

He began to lift the shirt over her head till the doorbell went off causing them to pull away from one another breathing heavily “Who cares don’t answer it.” (Y/N) mumbled kissing Peter’s jaw then down to his neck.

The doorbell rung again causing (Y/N) to groan in frustration “Let me go check it.” Peter suggested causing (Y/N) to shake her head no “No Peter please I want you right now please.” she whined as the doorbell went off for the third time.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes dramatically and rolled off of Peter with her arms crossed she grabbed one of the blankets from the couch to cover herself. “Sorry princess let me just see who it is.” (Y/N) didn’t respond she wanted Peter right there and now but who ever was interrupting at this time right now of ALL TIMES she was going to have their head.

“Ned hey, what are you um doing here?” Ned, Peter’s best friend she loved Ned he was funny and geeky but of all times to interrupt why interrupt NOW! “Wanted to stop by and hangout.” Ned shrugged noticing something was on Peter’s joggers it looked like a wet stain?

Ned cleared his throat awkwardly and pointed out “Hey did you uh spill something near your uh dick?” Peter’s eyes widened looking down at the spot (Y/N) had left “Uh yeah, I dropped water.” Peter said unsurely as his best friend eyed him out “Well look Ned I have to uh do some spiderman things maybe come back later?” Ned shook his head no “I’ll just wait in your room.” Ned suggested pushing past Peter walking into the apartment.

Peter noticed (Y/N) was no longer sitting on the couch but laid on the floor “I’ll um be back in like twenty minutes.” Peter said to Ned closing his bedroom door turning on his heels to walk back into the living room to see his girlfriend shooting daggers at him her arms crossed over her chest “You don’t know how to say I have my girlfriend over?” she whispered angrily “Do you know how long it’s been Peter? I’m literally aching and I’m so fucking wet for you! I dressed up like this for you so you could fuck me brains out but no, you let your best friend in instead of saying I’m about to fuck my girlfriend!” (Y/N) was sexually frustrated and just plain old frustrated.

Peter stared at her with lust strolling over to her she noticed his eyes were no longer chocolate brown but full on black he stood before his girlfriend “You’re acting like a brat kitten.” Peter’s voice was low (Y/N) gulped nervously his arms moved around her waist pulling her closer to his body with a squeal “You wanna be fucked? You could’ve asked me nicely kitten and not act like a brat we wouldn’t be in this situation.” Peter placed her over his shoulder walking into the kitchen.

He bent her over the counter giving her ass a light smack “Count, this is what happens to girls who act like brats. They’re punished.” Peter’s hand came in contact with her ass again “One.” she whispered smack “Two” smack “Three.” smack “Four” smack (Y/N) let out a little squeal causing Peter to pull on her hair back “Better keep quiet kitten, we have guest over we don’t want to be of any disturbance now hm?” (Y/N) whimpered out a “Yes daddy.” Peter rubbed her cheeks that would be red and sore tomorrow.

(Y/N) felt as Peter ripped her stockings she left out a little gasp, he ran his index finger through her now dripping wet folds “My my kitten, you’re so wet.” (Y/N) couldn’t see his face but knew a smirk was painted on his lips “O-only for you daddy, you make me this wet.” (Y/N) whispered in a small voice causing Peter to smile “What was that kitten?” he taunted as he used his index finger to rub slow figure eights “I-I’m only this wet for you daddy only you can make me this wet.” (Y/N) said in-between small gasp burying her face into her hands.

Peter dropped his joggers and boxers as it pooled around his ankles kicking it off. He gave his now thick shaft a few pumps before slamming into (Y/N) without any warning as she let out a loud moan Peter’s hand came over her mouth to muffle the sinful sounds leaving her lips. Peter pulled in and out slamming into her each time as her cries were muffled by his hands “Shh kitten, remember we have company.” he whispered nipping on her earlobe as (Y/N) felt her walls clench against his cock.

He flipped her around so he could see her face as it contoured in pure pleasure and ecstasy, he wrapped his hand around her neck applying little pressure to the side of her neck causing her eyes to roll back as her mouth formed into an ‘o’ he placed her left leg over his shoulder giving him a better angle to hit just the right spot.

(Y/N) let out a small gasp as Peter smirked “Right there huh kitten.” (Y/N) wrapped her hands around his rest a she nodded yes she felt the familiar knot form in her stomach. Peter began to slam into her relentlessly feeling her walls clench and her eyes roll back she was certain she saw stars “Come on kitten cum for me.” Peter leaned down to kiss her muffling her moans as her orgasm ripped through her body, Peter following not too long after.

He rested his forehead against hers as (Y/N) leaned up to kiss his nose “A month worth waiting for.” she mumbled causing Peter to chuckle.

“I love you.” Peter whispered kissing her forehead “I love you too, now time for Ned to leave because I wanna cuddle.” (Y/N) wrapped her arms around his neck holding him in her embrace, that was truly worth waiting for.

#peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker fluff #peter parker smut #peter parker #loserholland #loserholland masterlist

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monstablaq · 6 years

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Noona, You’re So Pretty (Chapter 3)

If you missed the first 2 chapters, click here and here. This chapter is slightly shorter than the others, but I’m planning making the next one very smutty and lengthy. I hope you enjoy! Warning again: Smut

Chapter 3

“Mmm..fuck…” she moaned breathily. She rode his cock hard, bouncing up and down on his lap. Her arms hugged his neck tight as he devoured her right breast; her left jiggling jealousy on the side. His hands gripped her ass hard pulling her on him even more. She arched her back as she reached orgasm and cried out in pleasure. He came right after, the white fluid filling her insides. She collapsed onto the bed as their juices intertwined and dripped out. He cleaned her opening with his tongue then gave her a kiss to share the taste. They heard the front door of the dorm open.

“I think they’re back.” Wonho stood up and stretched, moving his arms side to side. She rolled to the side and found her dress draped over his nightstand. She quickly dressed and fixed her hair, hiding any evidence of passionate love making. Wonho handed her a tissue to wipe off the sweat on her face. “I’m going to take a shower.” He checked his phone then turned away. She giggled seeing his flower tattoo again. She slapped his ass and giggled. “Okay Hoseokie,” she smiled. He smirked as he walked away. “I’ll get you back for that.” He shut the bathroom door and she got out of his bed. Just like clockwork she heard a knock on the bedroom door. She went to unlock it. “Noona, I didn’t know you were still here!” Minhyuk was happy to see her. She nodded. “I still have to do laundry. I finished everything else.” She pointed to the basket in the corner. “I’m sorry we give you so much work.” He entered the room and looked around. “Gosh, Wonho made such a mess.” He noticed Wonho’s clothes scattered across the floor. He started to pick them up and put them in the laundry. “What the heck was he doing?” She shrugged until she spotted a tube of cherry flavored lubricant laying on the base of the bed. She quickly dove to the floor. “Noona??” Minhyuk panicked and tried to help her up. She slipped the tube into her bra; she knew their little experiment would cause problems.

Earlier

“I got a present for you,” Wonho said, walking in the front door. She was busy cleaning the oven. “What’s that?” She popped her head up from the kitchen appliance.

“I hear it’s not pleasant sucking a guy off, so I got you some flavored lube.” She laughed as he walked over to her. “What flavor?”

“How do you feel about cherry?” He pulled the tube out of his pocket. She grabbed it from him and read the writing on the bottle. She slipped it in her dress pocket. “I hope it doesn’t taste like cough medicine. Cum and cough drops is not my style.” He snorted. “Noona you’re so weird.” He smiled wide and started to laugh. He filled up a glass with water and noticed the dishes in the sink. He grabbed a sponge, squeezed the bottle of soap and then started washing the dishes. She smiled at him appreciating the fact he was helping her. He had really become brighter since they became friends with benefits.

They had been sleeping together for a few months now. Their friendship had blossomed along with their sex life. They spent more time together around the dorm. Minhyuk would bring her over and Wonho would run to the door. He'd stop everything he was doing just to say hello. She'd play video games with I.M but he’d come sit beside her. He'd grab a controller and join in the game. He’d try to impress her but get so distracted he’d ultimately always lose. Whenever she'd cook with Kihyun, he'd sneak into the kitchen and try anything she was making. He'd stick his finger her dessert and make eye contact as he licked it. Kihyun would always give a weird look then go back to his business. They shared so many inside jokes and the other members began to notice. Still, they kept their sin a secret, even when they were always risking being caught.

Something about the danger thrilled them. Sometimes they'd sleep together at her apartment but they found it more exciting when someone could possibly find them. They mostly did it at the dorm. On extra adventurous days they'd hit the gym and work out. Wonho loved nothing more than showing off his strength. He'd lift 100 lbs while she tried hard to lift hand weights. Wonho was the best trainer she could ask for as he'd help her every step along the way. He'd point out the way her muscles were working with each exercise. She could already feel herself becoming stronger. After the workout they'd find a private shower and go in together. As they'd scrub each other down they'd bang against the shower wall. He loved watching the water beads drip down or chest or back, depending on her position that day. They'd smack each other's wet skin, enjoying the echoing sound it made. She got an IUD inserted so they didn't need to bother with a condom. It made Wonho happier now knowing he could claim her by filling her with his seed.

“Noona, do you like my hair?” He flipped it to the side.

“It makes you look like a bad boy.” She couldn't help but smile. The blonde hair really suited him. “Why did you get it dyed?”

He sighed a bit as he dried the dishes. “We are going away for a while.”

“Oh that sounds exciting.” She scrubbed the stove top. “Is it another tour?”

He shook his head. “We’re filming a show and promoting in Japan.”

“That should be so much fun.” She was happy for him but he didn't feel the same.

“We’re going to be there for about 4 months.” He got a bit quiet.

“That's quite a long time.” She started to understand his feelings. “At least you'll be able to meet new fans.”

“I mean I'm always happy to see Monbebes. My fans are the reason I get to live my life. It's just that,” he looked at her with sad eyes. “I won't be able to see noona for a while.”

“It's okay,” she reassured him, rubbing his shoulder. “It just means we can have amazing both going away and returning sex.”

He smiled a little. “You know I don't just like you as a sex doll. Maybe I actually like being around you.” He playfully bumped her hip.

“So..” she slid in front of him. Her hands ran along his chest. “Are you saying you'll miss me?”

“Maybe I will,” he said, smirking as his hips pressed her against the counter. “I mean, who else will work out with me?”

“Literally any of your group mates, especially Shownu.”

“That's not what I meant.”

“So you do only like me for sex,” she teased.

“That isn't true,” he whined, pouting his lips. “You make really good ramen too.”

She laughed and poked his tummy. “Thanks, Prince Charming.”

He stepped back to let her move away. She checked her work and everything was finished. With a smirk she took the lube from her pocket.

“When is everyone else coming home?”

“Hmm…” Wonho thought. “I left practice early to hit the gym. They said they were going to pick up some food so maybe a half hour?” She dangled the lube in his face.

“Perfect! Let's go try this out.”

She grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom.

“Noona, are you okay?” Minhyuk asked as he gently helped her up. She brushed herself off.

“Yeah I'm good. I just tripped.” She clinged to his arm, leading him away from the area.

“Hoseokie told me you're going to Japan.”

“Yeah we just got all the details confirmed today. We’re going to be gone for an entire four months.” “Aww..I’m going to be so bored with my guys.” Minhyuk sighed. “I wish I could take noona with us.” He hugged her arm. “Our manager doesn’t let us have any fun.” “Maybe I should apply to be your new manager,” she joked. “I think I’m a decent babysitter.” “Noona is the best babysitter! Everyone is in a better mood with you around.” They headed out of the room and stopped by the door. Minhyuk stopped. “I hope Wonho didn’t bother you while you were cleaning. He really has become attached to you.” She began to blush. “He wasn’t a bother at all. He came home and even did the dishes. I don’t mind the clothes too much.” “Between you and me…” Minhyuk got close to whisper. “I think he has a crush on you.” She smiled. “Maybe he does.”

They heard the shower turn off and saw Wonho come out with a towel around his waist. Minhyuk quickly shut the door. “He always walks around naked. You shouldn’t have to see that.” She couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re right, Minhyukie.”

They found some other members hanging out in the living room. Jooheon and Hyungwon were loading up Overwatch on Xbox One. Minhyuk hopped on the couch to join them. She wander out to the kitchen to find Shownu and Kihyun unpacking dinner. I.M followed them in with a grocery bag of soju.

“Hey noona,” I.M said setting the bag down. “Have you been stuck here cleaning all day?”

“I took a bit of a break earlier. I have nothing else to do with my Saturday.”

“Will you join us for dinner then?” His deep voice was inviting.

“If everyone else doesn't mind.” Shownu and Kihyun nodded.

“Stay and eat with us,” Shownu flashed her a smile. Kihyun seemed happy too.

“You're a blessing for cleaning everything up. You've saved me about 20 headaches tonight.” She agreed.

She helped them set up dinner. She placed plates around the table. The order out looked delicious. The Bulgogi was still sizzling in its aluminum container. They placed all the side dishes around with the meat in the middle. Once things were set up they began to gather around. “Come sit with me, noona.” Minhyuk said, grabbing her hand and leading her to a spot. Once they were settled in, Wonho emerged from the room. He saw the open space on her other side and headed towards it. As he was about sit, Shownu swooped in and stole it. “I want to sit by noona,” he smiled, patting her shoulder. “I wanted to tell you that you look pretty today.” “Aww thank you,” she blushed. Wonho took the seat on the far end of the table and glared at Shownu.

They enjoyed their meal and engaged in conversations. They gave her details about their upcoming trip. They kept offering her bites of food off their utensils to spoil her for all the work she had done. They were all treating her like a queen while Wonho’s blood began to boil. He stuffed his mouth full of food trying to keep from grumbling about the other members giving her all of the attention. He grumpily sat while the others finished. She noticed his expression but couldn’t respond. “I’ll clean things up,” Jooheon offered and gathered the empty plates. I.M joined him and went to wash the dishes. “How come you only clean when noona is here?” Kihyun scoffed. “Because noona is prettier than you,” Jooheon teased, sticking out his tongue. The group couldn’t help but laugh.

Hyungwon grabbed a rag and wiped off the table as everyone stayed around. Shownu decided to give a suggestion. “Since we won’t be able to see noona for awhile, we should play a game.” Everyone agreed. Even Wonho who sat there with his arms crossed decided it was a good idea. I.M and Jooheon joined the group again. “What should we play?” Jooheon asked. They all thought for a minute. Like a lightbulb turning on, I.M seemed to get an idea.

“Let’s play Spoons!” The ones that knew the game got excited. “What is Spoons?” Kihyun questioned, cocking his head to the side. I.M explained. “You start with four random cards, then you trade cards out until you get four of a kind. Once you get that, you reach for a spoon in the middle of the table. If you don’t get a spoon then you get a letter.” “Ahh..” Kihyun understood. “What’s the punishment for the loser?” Hyungwon was way too curious. “What if the loser has to do a shot?” Wonho suggested. “That just makes me want to lose,” I.M smirked. “But I’d say that works for me.”

“I’ll go get the spoons.” Jooheon ran to gather the utensils as Kihyun found a pack of cards. Minhyuk snuggled against his noona. “See everyone is happier around you! If you weren’t here, everyone would just go their own ways. You should really come be our trip manager.” “I have a job too though,” she playfully pouted. “I have students that depend on me too.” “You must be the coolest teacher.” Wonho stared at the two best friends talking, wanting to find a way to sneak in between. He knew Shownu was too much of a brick wall to battle.

“I can shuffle.” Jooheon took out the cards and split it into two stacks. He shuffled and dealt each person 4 cards. The group eyed each other, feeling competitive as the first card left Jooheon’s hand. He quickly began checking his cards against the deck. He passed the stack from Wonho to Hyungwon and then Kihyun. As the cards reached Kihyun, he began to panic. He couldn't help but straighten each card out in the same direction. I.M shook impatiently waiting for anything to move. “Hyunnggg!” He whined, bouncing anxiously. “Aish, I’m trying.” Kihyun finally gave him the stack. The cards flew past I.M and landed in front of Shownu. He was conflicted on what cards to keep. “Hyunwoo fighting!” She said to encourage him. Wonho’s head popped up from the game. Shownu blushed a bit and picked up his speed. She checked her cards and slid them to Minhyuk. He quickly swiped them back to Jooheon. The round continued like this until I.M smirked and grabbed a spoon. Everyone dove for the table except Kihyun. “Huh?” He looked up to find everyone holding a spoon. “Heh, you get a shot,” I.M teased and poured one for him. They started with a bottle of Green Apple Soju. Kihyun bitterly downed. “This game is too chaotic.” They started a second round, similar to the first. Kihyun was the dealer this time. He set a slow pace early which drove the following players crazy. As the round picked up, Hyungwon came up with a plan. He sneakily moved his hand to the spoons and pretended to grab one. Jooheon noticed the movement and plunged for the spoons. The chaos made everyone grab one! “Who had the pair?” Minhyuk asked, glancing around. They all looked at each other in confusion. “No one,” he laughed. “You fell for my trap.” “What the heck, don’t cheat!” Jooheon whined. They collectively groaned as the shots got passed around.

They continued playing for a number of rounds, each taking a turn in dealing. Kihyun was knocked out the quickest followed by I.M and Jooheon, but everyone had at least 2 letters. The three of them left the table to play something else while the 5 of them continued. They all moved in closer; Wonho still mad he wasn’t sitting beside her. The game became more intense as they started drinking in between rounds. The group got drunker as they went. They started to play sloppily, dropping cards all over the floor. “I’ll get it,” she giggled, reaching underneath the table. She used Shownu’s thighs to come back up. “Omo, I’m sorry.” She turned flush red. Shownu got super shy. “I can get them next time noona.” He smiled. Wonho shot a glare. His drunken state made him more intense. “We should play another game,” he grumbled, taking another shot.

“How about the winner picks the next game?” Hyungwon remarked. Everyone nodded in agreement. With a few more rounds, they were down to two: Wonho and Minhyuk. Minhyuk drunkenly smiled at the cards while Wonho focused hard.

“Are you ready?” Minhyuk said, reaching for the card. Wonho intensely nodded.

“Let's go.”

The round began as Minhyuk picked up the first card. He switched it with one in his hand and placed it on the table. His pace was slow and steady as his eyes adjusted from the drunken gaze. When he passed it to Wonho, he rushed and threw it in the new pile. The losers sat around watching the battle. Wonho hit the table, waiting for the Ace of Clubs; he was only one card away from victory! The next card dropped on the table and he picked it up. He turned it over and just knew he won! He grabbed the card and reached for the spoon, suddenly realizing it was gone. Minhyuk jumped to his feet and began to cheer.

“I did it!” The members stood and cheered for him as Wonho laid on the floor in defeat. She sat back down and poured Wonho a shot.

“Hoseokie played so hard.” He took it from her hand and gulped it down along with his pride. He groaned as he waited for everyone to sit back down.

“I guess you get to pick the next game,” he grumbled.

“Mmm…” he thought then turned to his friend. “Noona, you pick for me.”

“Ah..” she giggled to herself. She was so drunk she could barely sit up straight. “I know what I want to play.” Shownu glanced at the couch wanting to invite Kihyun, Jooheon and I.M over, but they were all passed out. He shrugged and gave her back his attention.

“We should play strip poker,” she suggested with a giggle. All of them turned beet red.

“Noona?” Minhyuk eyes widened. “Are you really sure you want to play?”

“Of course I want to play! If I keep winning I'll be surrounded by four attractive naked men.” Minhyuk’s jaw dropped to the floor.

“But I don't know how to play poker,” Shownu remarked.

“Neither do I,” Hyungwon replied. Wonho looked at her and smirked.

“I guess none of them are confident enough to get naked. You can only rely on one guy.” She didn't hear him as she tried to think up another suggestion. He sighed.

“What if we play Truth or Dare instead?” she waited for a response. Shownu, Hyungwon and Minhyuk quickly accepted while Wonho did after awhile.

“I'm curious to find out what we still don't know about each other.” Minhyuk pondered.

“I have some dares for people to try.” Shownu smiled. “What's the punishment if you refuse to do it?” Hyungwon asked.

“Strip!” She quickly suggested.

“What would we do if you lost?” Minhyuk blushed. “I don't want us to be some creepy guys.”

“Oh Minhyukie, I'll be fine. I'm too drunk to turn down a dare and I also can't lie.”

“Let's just use noona’s rules,” Wonho whined. “You put her in charge of which game we played so she should set the punishment too.”

“I guess you're right.”

They did rock-paper-scissors to determine who went first. Minhyuk won and asked Shownu a question first. “Truth or dare?” “Uhh,” Shownu thought about it, “truth.” “What was the last thing you searched for on your phone?” “I searched for how popular we were.” He was a bit embarrassed. Still, it seemed tame. “You can pick someone now,” Minhyuk said. “Uh...Noona.” “Dare.” Shownu paused for a moment, trying to think of something fun. “Take an ugly picture and post it on Instagram.” The others groaned.

“That's such an easy dare,” Hyungwon whined. She quickly snapped a photo and uploaded it.

“Done! Okay Hyungwon, truth or dare?”

“Truth!”

“Which one of the guys snores the loudest?”

“Shownu,” he responded quickly. Shownu made a face and playfully tackled him. “Wah, help!” They laughed for a moment then got back up.

“Hyung, truth or dare?” He asked Wonho.

“Dare.”

“I dare you to go make me ramen.” Everyone rolled their eyes.

“That's not a dare, you're just hungry,” Wonho teased. “I'm going to strip instead.” He took off his socks.

“Hoseokie is already getting naked,” she giggled. He smirked at her.

They kept playing Truth or Dare, getting more personal in each round. Between questions and stripping they continued to drink. Wonho, still upset, stared at her. He couldn't believe her hands were all over them, even if she was drunk. Shownu’s arms wrapped around her as Minhyuk held her hands. Hyungwon was leaning against Shownu. He couldn't hide his jealousy as he took shot after shot. Even if they were only friends with benefits, she was supposed to be faithful right? He wanted her to only touch him.

“Hoseokie..” she said as she pouted. He snapped out of his angsty state. “Why do you look so grumpy?”

“I'm not grumpy,” he lied. “I'm just waiting for my turn.”

“We can have more fun later,” she playfully giggled. His eyes grew wide.

“What do you mean by that, noona?” Minhyuk was swaying a bit drunkenly, back and forth. Shownu nodded off.

“Stop stalling, it's my turn to ask noona a question.” Hyungwon crawled back up from below the table. His eyes were almost completely glazed over. “Truth or dare?” “Truth!” She sat up excitedly. Her face was flushed with intoxication. Hyungwon had a sly grin. He had a mischievous question.

“If you had to choose...which one of us would you sleep with?” He laughed.

“Ehh??” Minhyuk leaned over and smacked him. “Why are you asking noona that?” “No, it’s a completely fair question.” She pushed back her hair. “What if I said I was already sleeping with someone?” Their eyes widened. Wonho started to get nervous. “Maybe Minhyuk is right. Let’s skip this question.” “Should I just strip instead?” She giggled. “No, you don’t need to do that.” Minhyuk remarked. “It’s only hypothetical,” Hyungwon rolled his eyes. “It’s not like I’m actually serious.” “Hmm?” Shownu started to wake up. “Let me answer it,” she whined. “I’m a grown ass woman.” She pulled away from Shownu and Minhyuk and tried to stand up. She stumbled a bit. “Where are you going?” Minhyuk balanced her. “I’m going to get another bottle.” She wobbled a few steps, then Wonho reached up to stop her. “I think you’ve had enough.” He was genuinely concerned. “Hoseokie,” she pouted, “I’m just having fun. Besides, you already know the answer.” She winked. “Heh, what are you talking about?” Hyungwon laughed, leaning against the table. His arm knocked over a few empty bottles.

“I’m saying Hoseokie has a really big cock.” Hyungwon and Minhyuk gasped in shock. Shownu broke out into laughter. Wonho jumped up and pinned her against the wall. He panicked and covered her mouth.

“What are you doing?” Minhyuk cried. “Please don’t hurt her.”

“She’s fine,” Wonho reassured him. “She’s really drunk.” He tried hard to cover up any suspicions. “Why does she think you have a big cock?” Hyungwon scratched his head. “Aren’t you the shortest of us?” She giggled hard behind his hand. Wonho turned red. “She just has good taste,” he nervously laughed. She broke loose from his grip. “He has a really nice ass tattoo too.” She stumbled over her own feet. Minhyuk eyes were wide. Wonho captured her again. “Hoseokie likes to play so rough.” He covered her mouth again. “What the hell is she talking about?” Minhyuk hopped to his feet. His head was pounding from the sudden movement and liquor. Wonho bit his lip hard. “I’m going to put her in bed.”

“Hoseokie, you shouldn't be so worried,” she mumbled behind his hand. “You know what I can handle.” Wonho dragged her to the bedroom. He dropped with her onto the bed. She kept giggling. He whispered in her ear. “You’re going to get us in trouble. You need to stop.” He removed his hand again. She pouted. “Hoseokie, you’re so mean. I was just playing Truth or Dare.” He sighed. “You’re lucky my roommates are both hella drunk in the living room. Minhyuk is pretty suspicious.” Just then, Minhyuk stumbled his way into the room. “Noona, are you okay?” His expression was very concerned. “Do you want to lay down in my room?” Wonho nervously took a breath as she began to respond. “Minhyukie, I’m totally fine. Hoseokie is just so needy.” Wonho calmed down. “I think we all drank too much.” He collapsed on his bed as she nodded off a little. “I think noona should spend the night.” He ran his fingers through her soft hair. She looked so peaceful and beautiful. “Should we move her to the couch?” Minhyuk yawned a little. He was really getting drowsy. “I think she’s pretty comfortable here. I’ll take care of her if she wakes up and gets sick.” Minhyuk reluctantly agreed. “Noona is my best friend so I feel like I should take care of her.”

“Don't worry,” Wonho smiled. “I got it.”

“I guess that’s okay.” Minhyuk leaned down and kissed her forehead then patted her back. “Goodnight noona.” He stumbled out of the room. Wonho knocked his head back against the pillow, stressed from almost being caught. He didn't want to give all of this up. He glanced at her as she rested. Her glasses were bumping the pillow as she laid on her side with her back towards him. He leaned over her and removed them, setting them on the end table. He paused as he leaned back over, hovering above her. Her lips looked so soft. He brushed the hair out of her face, tracing her cheek with his fingertips.

“You're so beautiful,” he softly spoke, mostly to no one. Checking again that they were alone, he leaned down and gently kissed her lips. She smiled a bit, but stayed asleep. He pulled her close, making her the baby spoon as he nuzzled into her neck. He kicked up the blanket on the base of the bed and covered her.

He laid there awake for a while, conflicted on what he was feeling. This was just supposed to be for fun. He hated the idea of dating and knew she did too, but the jealousy wouldn't stop. It ate him up everytime he saw her playing with the other members. He just wanted to be the only one close to her.

Eventually Shownu and Minhyuk made it to the room in their extremely drunken states. Afraid of what they might think, he quickly let go of her, shifting to the edge of the bed. He turned to face the wall as he felt her move. Still asleep she rolled over and now was facing him. She reached her arms out, wanting to hold something in her sleep. He couldn’t turn down her cuddles. He blushed as she held him close and rested her head against his back. Feeling comforted by her, he fell asleep.

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Jealous (Girls Talk boys part 6)

I don't like the way he’s looking at you I'm starting to think you want him too

Warnings: 18+++ drinking, smoking, drug use and cursing. Usual stuff but also sexual scenes and references from the outset and throughout SMUT

This gets off the main story line for a bit because I wanted to explore the Cody/Nick relationship a bit rather than just have him as the girl’s sidekick.

Previous Chapter

Apparently Camille wasn't the only one with an eventful weekend. After Saturday's date with Quentin the following Sunday was crazy busy with Q&As, mock drafts and going live to give fantasy advice. With opening day less than a month away this was Camille's most hectic time at work. Her boss Stephen only let her off the hook for missing work because she had been out with Quentin, who had already texted her twice to set up Thursday.

However lunch today was reserved for Cody who had declared a Category 4 shitstorm emergency. Cody and Nick were great together but they both were huge flirts and they both had jealous streaks. This causes issues between them from time to time. Camille finished preparing the platter of chicken salad sliders and dumped some chips in a bowl. Pouring herself a glass of wine she responded to some of her subscribers questions while she waited. Cody was in a mood when he showed up.

He and Nick were good now but this past weekend had been a roller coaster. Friday night they had gone to a party. Nick had taken a few shots and Cody knew when Nick got tipsy he got handsy. Sure enough Nick had been grinding on some random on the dance floor. Cody tried to ignore it and began flirting with Evan, a mutual friend Nick was always accusing him of having a thing for. Mid conversation Evan grabs Cody’s arm to emphasize a point.

“Oh this is gonna get messy” Camille leans in trying not to laugh.

“Right you already know” Cody sighs.

“But I thought Nick doesn't get jealous” Camille poked him

.“Exactly he doesn't get jealous it's always me” Cody was outraged.

When Cody made eye contact with Nick he knew there was gonna be an argument tonight. He turned to grab another beer and when he turned back around Nick was now surrounded by two dudes and a girl. Then he took his shirt off. Cody gated that he couldn't help but appreciate his boyfriend's body every time he undressed. Nick spent hours at the gym maintaining his rock hard yet not ridiculously pumped physique. As much as it turned Cody on to admire his man dancing and grinding while everyone watched and admired him it also pissed him off to no end when Nick pulled these stunts. He would act like a brat in public to embarrass Cody. If Cody got angry Nick would usually claim he was overreacting. Occasionally it would escalate into something else.

Cody refused to speak to or even look at Nick when he finally made his way over. Shirtless and sweaty Nick stood in front of Cody using his t-shirt to towel off. “I don't know why you always get so jealous. It's just dancing. You'd know if you danced instead of being such a white boy.” Cody glared at him then resumed ignoring him as Nick kept talking. “You act like I'm plotting against you. You get insecure and take it out on me” Nick knew he'd hit a nerve now. “You're always so immature, and then you have the nerve to call me a brat.” Nick whined making Cody finally snap.

“You are a fucking brat. You act like a child demanding attention. Someone should show you how to behave” Cody slammed his drink and wiped his mouth. He ordered an uber just to get out of his party and away from Nick. “I dare you to” Nick’s reply was heavy and low in a tone Cody had never heard before. “Don't say another word till we get home.” Cody snapped.

Walking into the house there was a dangerous tension between them. Cody went into the kitchen to pour a drink. Nick trailed behind him before leaning against the counter. “So what are you gonna do now big man?” Nick taunted walking over till they were chest to chest looking up at Cody. Nick slid his hand down the front of Cody's pants cupping him and smirking as he felt him stiffen up. Cody snatched Nick’s hand away and backed him up against the counter. “You talk to much. Shut the fuck up” “Or what?” Nick challenged. “You're about to find out” Cody hissed in Nick’s ear while he slid his thigh in between Nick's legs. Cody felt him shudder and heard him moan. Having this kind of power over Nick was intoxicating. “Get undressed, go take a shower, get ready for your punishment” Cody kept his voice stern as he backed away.

Nick began to walk out of the room before stopping in the doorway. He turned to meet Cody's eyes and smirked again before slowly pulling his shirt over his head. Unbuttoning his jeans his slid those down his hips before kicking them to the side. Reaching for his boxer briefs he turned his back to Cody until he was fully bare. Turning to face Cody he began to slide his hands to his cock. “No” Cody ordered him “you're not allowed to touch yourself. Go do what I told you to” Nick pouted but did as he was told. Cody changed his clothes and went onto their screened in patio.

Taking a seat and lighting a smoke he waited for Nick. Nick came out in just a towel wrapped around his hips. Cody was tempted to drop to his knees and suck him off right then and there. The challenge in Nick's eyes could not go unforgiven. “Why are you always such a brat? Do you want me to be angry?” Cody asked as Nick stood in front of him head down, eyes on the floor with his hands behind his back. “I'm not a brat. You just got jealous that's…” before Nick could finish Cody was on his feet. “You dare to talk back to me?” Cody grabbed the back of his neck. Cody almost stopped not sure where the lines were drawn. Nick looked up at him with his eyes full of lust “I'm sorry sir, please teach me a lesson.” Cody felt his knees quiver and he sat back down. “On your knees then show me how sorry you are” he whispered. Just as he felt Nick's lips wrap around his cock his phone buzzed

unknown number If you two are going to do this outside I'm going to watch

Cody knew he should move this inside or at least tell Nick they had an audience. Right then Nick went all the way down gagging slightly as he pulled back up. His left hand wrapped around the shaft twisting and pulling in sync with his head bobbing up and down. Cody felt his eyes roll back as he tried to keep his eyes on Nick but it felt so fucking good. “Shit, fuck babe show me you're sorry” Cody could feel his orgasm start to build.

Unknown number This is hot

Cody looked down and saw that Nick was stroking himself. “Stop that.I didn't say you could touch yourself” Cody pushed down on Nick's head. Nick raised his eyes with that same challenging look as before. He released Cody’s cock and smiled up at him. “Why don't you make me?”

“The fuck did you just say to me” Cody snapped back. “Nothing sir, I'm sorry” Nick let a smile slip past.

“You've still got an attitude? Stand up. Now.” Cody barked. Nick jumped up. “Turn around” Cody ordered “sit down” “But sir, it's too big” Nick protested. Cody was worried he might hurt him but as Nick lowered himself onto him Cody could tell Nick had gotten himself ready for this. He eased into Nick who took a minute getting adjusted. Nick dug his fingers into Cody's skin and threw his head back. “Oh GOD, I've wanted this all night” he whined.

Unknown number Ok that's it I'm having a wank

Cody thrust himself upwards as Nick grunted and pleaded for more. He bit down on his neck and whispered in his ear “play with yourself, cum with me.” Nick just nodded and began to stroke his cock. As Nick got closer he began to buck his hips sending Cody to the edge. Feeling Cody go as deep and hard as he could sent Nick into his own climax. Afterwards the two spent a moment trying to catch their breath. Nick eased himself up and reaching for his discarded towel began to clean them both off. Cody caught Nick in a kiss as he leaned over him “Why do we fight like that?” “Because I love the way you fuck me when you’re jealous” Nick replied “I'm going to bed.” Cody lit a cigarette and checked his phone again.

Unknown number That's a massive cock you've got there Lemme know if you need any help with it XoxoHarryxoXo

“Shut the fuck up” Camille’s jaw was on the floor. “Is it weird that I kind of want to masturbate after that story?”

“So should I say something to Harry? Should I tell Nick?” Cody didn't want to mess things up with Nick but he was genuinely intrigued by Harry.

“No and not if you haven't already” Camille responded. “Nick will think you feel guilty, and Harry looks like fun but loads of trouble.”

“I suppose” Cody pouted, “now what about you Miss popularity? Tom comes over all the time, Calum and you have become such good ‘friends' and now a real live celebrity NFL player? Please tell you are planning to smash this one.”

Camille clicked her tongue at him “I'm gonna I'm just a little afraid of his monster cock. He's such a big dude.”

Cody just laughed “I'm not afraid. Send that big boy my way.”

“Easy to say when you're a top” Camille snorted.

“Fine I'll handle the the giant dick but he better not expect me to know football” Cher quipped strolling into the kitchen. Grabbing a sandwich and a glass of wine she sat down. “So he told you about his little exhibitionist escapade?” Cher asked, Camille nodded.

“Wish I'd seen it” Cher teased “sounds kinda hot.”

“Piss off, what did your agent say?” Cody grabbed another bottle of wine refilling their glasses.“So basically, they're going to put Lucinius into a Vexxed special edition to build some buzz.”

Cher had recently created a new character. Vexxed and most of the creatures in his world were demonic. However humanoid creatures and mutant humans would pop up especially for cross promotion. Her newest creation Lucinius was an energy vampire who fed on sexual energy. Blonde curls, piercing blue eyes, otherworldly beauty, it was pretty obvious where she'd drawn inspiration from. “Shit I almost forgot I ran into Ashton, and he's a nosy little fucker.” Cher turned to Camille

“He asked what was up with you and Calum and me and Luke.”

“There’s nothing going on with Calum” Camille rolled her eyes.

“Bitch why are you lying? There may not be something but it's not nothing. You still don't have your favorite pen back just so y'all can play this little game. “ Cher was having none of it.

“Wait till he meets Quentin” Cody chimed in.

“Not gonna happen” Camille snapped. “what am I gonna do invite him and his girlfriend out for a double date?”

“It will if we have a party and invite them” Cher told her.

“I hate you guys” Camille had to laugh.

Camille took a wine nap before having to do a Skype interview that evening. Cher had a convention appearance this coming weekend. She wanted to leave Thursday night to give Camille the house to herself after her date.

“ABSOLUTE FUCKING PRICK” Camille was in a rage.Cher popped off her headphones. “Politics, sports or personal” she called upstairs.

“That condescending bastard Aiden Pruitt” Camille came down the stairs.

Cher just sighed “something specific or just his usual bullshit?”

Pruitt was a co-host of Sports Wire and he had a antagonistic relationship with Camille. It made for fantastic tv and had greatly enhanced Camille’s career.

“It's hot as balls up in that studio” Camille complained peeling off her PFS jersey leaving her still with full hair and makeup but with just a sports bra and fuzzy pajama shorts. Camille came into the living room a minute later still sweating with a glass of iced tea.

“So this fuckwit starts in on me about quarterbacks” Camille picks right back up where she left off. Cher switched to half listening mode letting Camille just talk it out. “It's not what he says it's how he” She was interrupted by a huge cracking sound followed by a distant but still very loud booming explosion. Then the lights went out.

Next Chapter Back To Black

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