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#sorry i’m not answering all of my asks today i’m very tired and a little sick
vminizzle · 3 months
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Relief
꒰ genre ⤑ suggestive, FLUFF
꒰ warnings ⤑ dry humping, (cum in pants), that’s all 🚶🏽‍♀️
꒰ words count ⤑ 0.6k
꒰ A/N ⤑ hi hi hi everyone, well I'm back again I guess. I really wanna apologize for my inactivity. Here's a very little drabble like promised. It's really nothing but, perhaps a proof of me still being alive here? lmao. So, thank you for waiting for me. I'm still working on SL pt.3., I know I'm taking so much time. sorry sorry, I guess I'm more lazy than I thought ahah. Unfortunately for the people waiting, I'll release the third part next year only. Please stay patient. Reminder : English is not my first language. And... I'm a feedback craver, please don't be shy and leave a lil comment please, you know I love it! xoxo - sunny
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Jungkook came home exhausted from work as he found you in bed, wearing just one of his oversized shirt and a pair of panties.
“hey! you’re home.” you said sweetly as you started to sit up a smile plastered on your lips, but he shook his head gesturing you to stay still before crawling into bed hovering on top of you.
Laying down on your chest, his face pressed into the crook of your warm neck, he just sighed as he shifted against your panties.
You curled one of your legs over his thin waist, closing your eyes enjoying the friction of the rough material of his pants against your thin panties.
Jungkook ruted forward against you with a low moan passing by his lips. His cold hands sliding up under your shirt, feeling your warm skin, making you shivered as his long digits caressed your sides.
He didn’t pull his face from your throat as he continued humping against you, going faster and faster until he finally still his hips, pressed tightly to yours, a soft moan escaping his mouth.
You stroked over the back of his head, sliding your fingers into his soft black locks.
“was it good, babe?” Jungkook slid off to his side, a tired smile decorating his pretty lips.
“thank you my love.” he said softly.
You threw your right leg over on his waist, and kissed his cheek.
“bad day?” you asked turning on your side to stare at him.
“I had too much work. So many things to deal with today.” he sighed heavily closing his eyes.
“Wanna talk about it? I’m all ears.” you said softly playing with the buttons of his shirt.
“Tomorrow.” he replied grabbing your hand gently in his.
“don’t wanna shower before sleeping?”
You sat a little looking down at him waiting for an answer.
“’m too tired to move.” he chuckled eyes still closed.
You stared at him and sat cross-legged this time.
“You want me to help you?”
He opened his eyes, standing himself up on his elbows.
“What did I do to deserve you?” he smiled, his dimples on full display making your heart melt at how cute he was.
“It’s okay darling, I’m fine don’t worry.” he reassured you.
“But you just c-“
“want to help me, huh?”
“Yes of course.” you replied immediately.
“ok then.” he laid down on his back again.
“Cuddle with me.” he said grabbing your arm pulling you so you’re on top of him.
“You’re so-“ you started before he cut you off.
“in love with you?” he said smirking making you close your eyes hiding your face into the crook of his neck, smiling at his words.
He laughed softly at your reaction.
“I love you.” he said one hand stroking your lower back, the other hand, fingers tangled in your hair.
“I love you ‘koo.” you whispered against his neck, peppering soft little kisses on the smooth skin.
He took your face in his hands and kissed your lips, taking his sweet time to enjoy the softness of them. It was a lazy kiss but it was full of love. He smiled at you lovingly as he parted away.
“I promise to make it up to you tomorrow.” he muttered feeling guilty about not making you come earlier.
“it’s fine.” you chucked shaking your head.
“Good night.” you kissed him one last time, before laying your head down on his muscular chest again, his strong cologne invading your nose.
“Good night my love.” He laid a gently peck on your forehead, holding you tightly in his strong arms.
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lecl3rcw · 26 days
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KEEPING UP WITH THE LECLERCS | Leclerc brothers x sister! reader
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Pairings: Charles, Arthur, Lorenzo Leclerc x sister! reader (model reader)
Summary: As Arthur and Y/N are on live together, Arthur accidentally spills his guts on Y/N crush on this mystery man, who is this man? And what will her brothers’s reaction be.
Warnings: I’m using meeya dugied’s photos as a reference! But reader has no faceclaim!
Author’s note: WHOO it’s been a while, hope you guys have been well, I just wanted to say Thankyou for being so patient with me, I’ve had a lot going on in my life but just know your requests are in the process of being finalized! I’m the meantime, this is just a little short fic for everyone!
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“Do you think the chicken came first or the egg?”
“….Shut up Arthur”
The boy narrowed his eyes at his twin, the two youngest leclercs were on Y/N’s Instagram live because they were so bored and since then it’s been a blur.
“Y/N who is your favorite brother out of the 3, Lorenzo for sure” she reads out the question and answers it without hesitation.
“Girllll whats up your ass today, did Jo-” before he could say more, the girl quickly covers his mouth, “Shut the fuck up Arthur! I swear I’m never telling you anything again!” She says, pushing his face out of the frame.
“Ouch! See guys this is what happens when you’ve had the fattest crush on this dude named J-” She interrupted him once more.
“Ok everybody! That’s it for this live, Thankyou so much for keeping us entertained and I hope you all have an amazing day! Love you” she says quickly before turning the live off.
“You’re actually such a cunt Arthur” she says as she pushes him again.
“What? It’s not like I said his name” he responds standing up
“it’s not your place Hoe” she responds standing up.
“Whatever girl, talk to the fucking hand” he says raising his hand in the most sassy way possible before walking off.
What in the sassy men apocalypse, she shook it off and just allayed down on the couch, before she got a text.
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She rolls her eyes again, “I’m so sick of them” she scoffs.
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She smiled at the replies her tweet got, the f1 fanbase has got to be the most creative one yet to exist. Tired from scrolling, she shuts her phone down and decides to rest her eyes. However, her peace only lasted for 20 minutes as her phone rang for a Group FaceTime call. She lets out a loud groan but answers it.
“So Y/N, Tell us who this man” Lorenzo asks.
“Again, no hi, no hello” she responds.
“Y/N I swear!” Charles interrupts her.
“Oh my god, for fucks sake, it’s Jo-” Arthur starts but is immediately interrupted,
“STOP, fine, I’ll text it to you” she says before shooting the groupchat a text.
“Oh Y/N, you know that never ends well” Charles says.
“Says you? Let me ask all your ex girlfriends” she responds in a very snarky way, Charles looked taken aback.
“Ok damn girl, calm down no need to get all violent🙄” he says visibly rolling his eyes.
“Sorry Charlie, i didn’t mean that, if Alexandra and Charlotte are there tell them i love them and that they’re way better than their mans, anyways bye goodnight, have a good trip” she says.
“You too Chérie, hope your photo shoot goes well tomorrow!” Charles says before hanging up, Lorenzo adds to that with “and goodluck with J-”
“OK GOODBYE” she says hanging up, she lets out a sigh and puts her hand on her face. She gets up and does her skincare routine, and goes to sleep.
The next morning, her flight to Milan was very early so she was at the airport by 6.
She hugs Arthur, “Bye tur tur, hope your race testing goes well” he hugs back tight, “you too Y/n/n”
She hugs her mom tightly, “Love you Maman” she squeezes her, Pascale reciprocating the action. “I love you, text me when you land” her mom says, and the young girl nods. She waved one last goodbye to her mom and her brother before boarding the flight.
She makes a quick post on her Instagram before shutting her phone off for her flight.
y/n.leclerc
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y/n.leclerc june with my fav people ever🫶🏻 p.s. Alexandra is the best photographer
tagged charles_leclerc, arthur_leclerc, lorenzotollotaleclerc, alexandrasaintmleux, carla.brocker, charlottedipietro, pascale_leclerc
Liked by bengals, charles_leclerc, alexandrasaintmleux, and 1,000,000 others
arthur_leclerc WHATS 4+4😝
^y/n.leclerc ATEEEEEEE
^charles_leclerc girllll more like -8
^y/n.leclerc I’m gonna beat your ass.
alexandrasaintmleux my chérie😍
^y/n.leclerc THE LITERAL LOVE OF MY LIFE😍
bellahadid let’s get married
^y/n.leclerc I’m gonna bite you☺️
leclercupdates NOT THE BENGALS LIKING
^wags4life LIKE ARIANA WHAT ARE U DOING HERE?
y/n’swhore SHES LITERALLY THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PERSON EVER😞
What the girl didn’t expect was to get a text from one of the most popular teams ever.
Bengals Hello! We would like to host a partnership with you, we wanted to invite you to one of our games as an honorary guest, you can bring up to 6 people.
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darthannie · 6 months
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pairing: Jonathan Crane x f!reader summary: After giving you an experimental medication, Dr. Crane helps you get over your fear of intimacy.  word count: 2,143 warnings: 18+, minors DNI for the love of god, DARK, rough at points, I’m gonna go ahead and say NONCON, au where Dr. Crane has a private practice, abuse of power, reader is under the influence (kinda like the fear toxin), reader is sleepy, Crane doesn't take no for an answer, dacryphilia, inexperienced!reader, floor sex, spit, fighting back, a smidge of aftercare at the end. a/n: Please do not read if you’re not into what's in the warnings. I had fun experimenting with this one. I tried to be a little more thorough in the warnings. Better safe than sorry. I’m still toying around with Jonathan’s voice. Let me know if you want more of this kind of thing, or something different. I’d love to interact with you guys more!
Dr. Jonathan Crane had been treating you for the better part of a year and was in the midst of creating a new medication regimen for you. Your previous treatment plan was not working as intended, so it was back to the drawing board.
He selected you as the first person to receive an experimental medication. It was meant to be inhaled and doses were to be given during the time of the appointment. You didn’t necessarily know what to expect. He’d briefly mentioned that there may be potential side effects but didn’t go into much detail. 
You were nervous the first time you’d gone in to receive a dose. As you approached the door to his office you felt a lump begin to form in your throat. You knocked and after a moment he opened the door. Jonathan always wore the same thing most of the time. Today he donned a black blazer and slacks with a white button-up. His red tie was placed right at the center of his collar. His dark hair framed his face perfectly. He looks good today, you thought, better than usual. 
You exchanged your normal pleasantries and sat across from him on a couch. His office was spacious and dark. All the furniture was made of wood. In the corner, there was a big bookcase that consisted of books on fear, pharmacology, and different editions of the DSM. The DSM-4 was missing from the shelf, presumably on his desk. 
The room brought you a lot of comfort. It was the only place you ever got to see him. It felt like Dr. Crane was the only person in all of Gotham that understood you. It was his job after all. 
Soon the time came for him to administer the medication. 
“I’m going to spray in front of your face and you’re going to breathe in. It doesn’t take much to be effective.”, he said. 
You nodded and he sprayed. 
Your nerves subsided almost immediately and your mind became quiet.
“Any difference?”, he asked. 
“My mind is silent. All my racing thoughts have stopped.” 
“Good. That means it’s working. Some of the other side effects may begin to set in now.” 
He was right. Like clockwork, you started to get drowsy. It was like someone had given you a little too much Benadryl. It was hard to keep your eyes open. 
“Dr. Crane? Is this normal?” You couldn’t help but drag the ’s’. 
“It’s nothing to worry about. It’s just the medication working. How do you feel?” He seemed a tad on edge as he awaited your answer. 
“I feel all warm inside.” 
He then leaned back against his desk. “Any drowsiness?”
“Lots of it.” You chuckled slightly.
“That is normal.” He said, answering your question. “The medication was likely to make you feel tired.”
“Does it go away?”
“As your body builds up a tolerance, the effects will lessen. Now, I wanted to talk about the recent screenings you filled out. I would like you to check over them and rate their accuracy on a scale from one to five, five being very accurate.” 
He handed you a piece of paper and you looked it over. “Four.”
“Why not five?” His eyebrows furrowed. 
“Number six. ’S worse.” Question number six pertained to your interest in sex. More specifically how terrified you were of having it. 
It was a topic you were working on with Dr. Crane since it impacted your life so much. You were hesitant to mention it at first, but he assured you it was better to talk about it instead of holding it in. So, you spilled every detail. This included your inability to get yourself off and failed hook-up attempts.
You’d try very hard but when it came time for you to do the deed you shut down and found a way out of the situation. You hadn’t been getting out there much because, frankly, the thought of being intimate with someone was frightening. You didn’t know how you’d ever get over it. 
“Have you sought out any partners to help with your fears?”, he asked.
You took a moment to process what he said. “No, I haven’t. I can’t. It’s too-“
“Frightening, yes I remember you using that word.” He removed his glasses before continuing. “I think there’s a way I can help you with that. Personally.”
You yawned. “What do you mean by that doctor?” 
“I can make you feel better.” He looked down at you and brushed your cheek with the back of his hand. 
“How do you mean?” You could hear the apprehension in your voice. He ignored your question and reached down to the hem of your top, lifting it slightly. 
You pulled back a little too quickly and you got a bit dizzy. “I don’t know about that Dr. Crane. I can’t- I’m not well.”
He ignored you. “I think it’ll be easier if I just take you here on the floor.” 
He dragged you off the couch and onto the ground, sitting up. The hardwood was cold to the touch but started to warm under your body. He kneeled next to you. You tried to fight him as he reached for your sweater. He grabbed your wrists to stop you from thrashing around. 
“I would hate to have to tie you up, sweetheart.” You knew he would follow through so you did what he wanted. You stopped fighting back.
He neatly folded and put aside each article of clothing he took off your body. Eventually, you were completely bare in front of him. You were almost too gone to grasp what was going on. Almost. The fear began to creep in and he could tell. Maybe the medication was not working the way he intended it to. Maybe he lied about what it was intended to do. 
You slurred, “Dr. Crane, please don’t- Please don’t do this.” 
He leaned over you and you tried to push him away. He only offered a small smile and reached his hand down between your legs. You whimpered as his fingers moved lightly over your clit. You mewled at the new sensation. You gave in to the feeling and your eyes started to close. When they wouldn’t open again Jonathan lightly slapped your cheek. 
“No, no, no don’t fall asleep. I need you to stay awake for me.”, he said. 
You fought the exhaustion and watched as he used his fingers to tease you. 
He noticed you getting wetter and moved his fingers down to your entrance. He slowly stretched you with two fingers, watching your face as your mouth fell open. 
A tight-lipped smile appeared on his face. He started slow and then moved his fingers in and out very quickly, hitting a new spot until he found the one that made your legs shake. You lied back and let him work on you. All you felt was bliss. No one had ever touched you like that. 
He took his hand away and you whined. This was a first and you were glad you made it this far. This was a win. 
You thought it was over, but then you noticed him unbuttoning his pants. 
Your breath quickened and you put your hand out. “Wait! Please, no! I think I’ve had enough for today.” 
“We’re not done with your treatment yet, princess. Please hold still. It will be easier for the both of us.” 
Your body was made of putty. The side effects had gotten worse. He brought your legs into position before grabbing himself in his hand. He stroked his cock a couple of times before entering you. 
He gave you no time to adjust. His pace was slow but he fucked hard. You gasped at the feeling of him inside you. You’ve never been fucked like this before. But, that didn’t matter to him. All he wanted was to feel you around him. Make you his. 
The sounds in the room sent you reeling. You didn’t know you would moan so much. The sound of his skin hitting yours filled the room along with his heavy breaths and moans. He grabbed your hips as he thrust hard and fast. You were having a hard time coping with all the feelings you were having at once. The fear, exhaustion, and pleasure were beginning to mix. You wanted to scream. Instead, you cried. 
Jonathan moaned at the sight. He loved watching you cry. He’d seen it happen during sessions and couldn’t help but wonder what it would look like if you moaned while you cried. Now he knew. You were unable to keep quiet. Silent cries became sobs which became whimpers. 
He caressed your tear-stained face, “Shhhhhh, hush now it’s alright. You’re doing so well.”
You tried to talk through your tears. “Please Jonathan- Dr. Crane, Make it stop!”
This time he went deeper. You yelped as you felt him hit a new part of you. “I’m not stopping until you tell me it feels good. Tell me, does it feel good?”
“Yes,” you moaned, “it feels good.” 
“Yeah? Are you still frightened? Are you scared of me?”
“Yes.”, you admitted. It was hard for you to get out. How could you ever fear him? All he had ever done was help you. This was just another one of his unorthodox methods. 
He bent forward and put his arms next to your ears, locking his fingers on the top of your head to hold you in place. Your body was limp as he continued fucking you into the floor. Your eyes closed; you couldn’t bring yourself to look at him. 
He shook your head slightly. “No, eyes on me. Look at me.” 
You looked at him wide-eyed. 
“Open your mouth.” You obeyed and he spit in your mouth. In all honesty, you savored the taste. It was another way of him claiming you. 
“Swallow.” When you did he hummed contently. “Good girl.” 
You felt something weird tightening in your core. “Dr. Crane. I feel like I’m gonna-“. 
A long moan came out before you could finish your sentence. He fucked you as you rode your high and soon after his thrusts started to falter. He sat up and grabbed your hip to use as leverage. You mustered up as much energy as you could to move away from him, using your legs to drag yourself across the floor. He was much stronger than you at this point and he pulled you back. 
“No, come here. You’re gonna stay still while I finish. Got it?”
The tears kept flowing, but you obeyed. You lied back as he came inside of you. He stayed inside of you for a minute, savoring the moment. You were tired and blissed out. He pulled out of you without a word. He watched as his cum dropped out of you. 
“What a sight.”, he said matter a factly. He helped you sit up and wiped tears from your face with his thumb. He brought you close to him and kissed your forehead. 
He got up and put himself back together again. He fixed his clothing, tucking in his pristine white shirt and fastening his pants. He fixed his tie and looked past you into a mirror. 
Once satisfied, he grabbed a towel from his desk and cleaned you up. He helped you up to your feet and began dressing you. His demeanor was softer now. He took his time as he got you dressed. Once he was finished he helped you sit on the couch. You curled up into his side, seeking comfort from the man who had just used you. 
You’d never felt more confused. You knew this shouldn’t have happened. Every boundary had been crossed. But, the special attention from him felt better than anything. You fell asleep on his shoulder. He let you sleep on him for a while before he got up to write notes on what had just occurred. He found his glasses, put them on, and returned to his desk to begin writing. He included your reaction to the “medication” and how receptive you were to the treatment.
You woke up about an hour later, confused. You looked around and recognized his office. The memories of earlier events came rushing back. You felt your cheeks get hot.
Jonathan looked up from the paper he was holding up. “Rise and shine.”
He grabbed a sheet of paper from your file. He attached it to a clipboard and grabbed a pen. He handed you the materials and you looked down. It was another questionnaire. 
“Fill this out as accurately as possible.”
“What is it for?” You cleared your throat. He sat back down at his desk and picked up the paper he was previously inspecting. He looked at your file before looking back at you. 
“Our next session.”, he replied. 
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soobnny · 8 months
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voicemails sim jake leaves you while he’s on tour — fluff, established relationship, tiny bit of angst
heeseung | jay | JAKE | sunghoon | sunoo | jungwon | ni-ki
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one. we’re on our way to the airport right now, babe. new york is next on the list, ah, i’ve always wanted to go. maybe next time we can go togeth— shut up! no wait, that wasn’t for you baby. wait, give me a second. sunghoon, if you don’t stop mocking me right now, i’m pushing you off this car! okay, hi babe. where was i? oh, yeah, airport. i miss you! i’ll call you when we land.
two. ah, the views here are so pretty. well, of course, you’re prettier than them, but their beauty will have to suffice because you’re not here with me. i should take you here someday.
three. everything reminds me of you. what have you done to me? i’m so in love with you, and i have no plans at all to leave. i’m having that forever with you.
four. today was your interview right? how did it go? i know you prepared so hard for it. good job, princess. now, get some rest, okay? and i trust you’ll treat yourself and eat well. i love you.
five. not much longer, my love. i can’t wait to hold you and kiss you. and, oh. speaking of coming home, they’re giving us a week long break. how do you feel about meeting my family? and layla? they’ll love you. would that be okay? i just want them to meet the person i’m planning to spend the rest of my life with.
six. i miss you so much. today was very hard, but thinking about you helped me stay strong. i miss you.
seven. we played a game earlier in jungwon’s room. some sort of word association game? like, someone would say a word, and you had to answer with something you associate with that word. the boys asked me what comfort was like and i said you right away. of course, they teased me right after but i just thought i should tell you. i love you. thank you for being my comfort.
eight. you make me feel at ease just by existing.
nine. are you tired my love? hey hey, it’s okay. just relisten to this voicemail everytime you need to. you’re doing well, okay? and you’re so so strong. i’m sorry you have to go through this, and i’m sorry that the path to healing hurts this much, but it’ll get better okay? i’m so proud of you and all your efforts. hold on a little longer. i’m almost coming home.
ten. there’s so many things to smile about, but darling, you’re my favorite. i can’t wait to give you the biggest hug when i come home.
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sanjisblackasswife · 1 year
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Randomly Flashing Your Pierced Tits at Them (NSFW-ISH?)
Black Fem Reader in Mind
Ft. Sanji, Zoro, Luffy, Law
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You almost didn’t do it. This would have been detrimental—hell fatal, but Sanji has been a bit sick so Nami was on cooking duty as he was in your bed in and out of sleep
He hated getting sick, if anything he really wanted to just lay in bed with you all day, but he couldn’t risk giving his sickness to you.
“Feeling any better?” You touched his burning head nearly whining at how badly he must feel.
“No.” He sniffed sitting up. “I can’t feel or taste anything.
That’s when the idea popped up. Today was a great day not to wear a bra.
You climbed on top of him. Sanji immediately got hotter, he nearly protested you to not get close but you scoffed and kissed him anyways.
“Did you feel that?”
“I-I—I um—“
You pull up your top before he could answer and place his cold hands on your breast nearly making you hiss.
No more snot was coming from his nose, but blood instead.
He loved your jewlery so much he was toying with them with his eyes glued on how they shined on your beautiful little nipples. You laugh at his little praises of how soft they were
“Can you feel n—“
“YES!”
To this day Sanji believes your tits were the cure because he felt better the very next day.
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For this past week Zoro has been walking around the ship shirtless.
It’s not that you mind it it’s just not fair because his tits look so great and you wish he would get matching nipple piercings with you.
You and Zoro have been going out for a while and he has never actually seen you naked. There has been a few occurrences where he ALMOST seen you naked, but he quickly left the room before seeing anything.
So today you wanted to be a menace and just show him what you got and maybe convince him to get at least ONE
“Zo..”
“Hm?” He hums arms behind his head leaning on the wall of the CN.
“Would you ever get a nipple piercing.”
“What?”
“Would you—“
“I heard you.”
“Then why’d you ask.”
“…”
“No I wouldn’t.”
“Whyyyy—“
“Because they look stupid.”
Immediately offended you sit in shock
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
“Lookit.”
You just pull up your shirt like it’s nobody’s business.
Zoro jumps the same time your breast do and you laugh at his blushing face
“WHY’D YOU DO THAT PUT THOSE AWAY!”
“IM TRYING TO SHOW YOU THEM—“
“THEM?!”
“MY PIERCINGS! See look.”
You force his face to look at your jiggly pierced tits. He’d be lying to say they didn’t look hot. How eyes widened, cheeks red, and lips now dry.
“They’re…pretty.”
“I know right. Feel it.”
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You flashed them on accident
A happy accident.
You were in his room and you seen one of his kimono’s and you really wanted to wear it because it looked so cozy ! So you stripped and took off your bra too because you believed you might as well be completely comfortable laying around in his room.
You actually looked so good in it, your breast loooked amazing. You moved around and pranced in your boyfriend’s room in his clothes until you got tired and decided to take a nap on his bed.
Good news about that is you probably had one of the best naps of your life.
Bad news is you were tossing and turning so much the kimono slipped off a little
“Y/N…”
“Hm?”
You jumped, Law seen you sleep and smirked. He wanted to scold or at least tease you for going through his stuff while he was away but his mind went blank seeing your bare chest as his kimono slipped down.
“O-oh! I’m sorry!” You quickly cover yourself as Law slowly approaches you and sits on the bed with and unreadable face.
“Never pegged you for a girl that had nipple piercings…”
You could see the blush on his face. Law was embarrassingly turned on seeing your little secret(s). He always suspected you had something to hide considering you always cover your chest a lot. He assumed it was a tattoo or something but this was even better.
“Yeah….you like em?!”
“I—uh…”
You took off your kimono again to expose your tatas and Law was not only speechless but feeling hot. You seen his fist balled eye’ing your breast so you grab his hand and make him touch one
“You’re my boyfriend Law, you can touch them..”
Bad idea because now that’s all he does when you two are alone or sleep.
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You were sitting on the head of the Sunny with Luffy laughing and relaxing when you got a bit warm and took off your denim jacket exposing your bra less white crop top.
Luffy wasn’t really the type to stare at your body, but since you both have gotten a bit more touchy with each other he does steal a few glances here or there
And that’s when he noticed your tits had—
“Y/N you have three nipples?! AHHAHAA!”
You furrowed your brows until you looked down and seen your erect nipples and piercings poke through your shirt on which makes it look like you have 3 nipples on each breast
“OH! No! Nonono it’s—“
“YOU DOOOO LOOK AHAHAH!”
Usually Luffy’s laugh makes you smile but right now you couldn’t get him to shut up and listen. He laughed damn near as hard when he was in Dressrosa.
You groan and pull up your shirt exposing your pierced boobies and waited for him to look at you. Once he did he finally started to calm down.
“These ARENT nipples they are piercings !”
“Huh?”
“I got my nipples pierced years ago—hey!”
Luffy immediately begins to fondle your breast. They actually feel really good bare. However when you got the piercings your nipples became very sensitive and your boyfriend started to test out that theory
“Why’d you get them? I mean they look cool but doesn’t it hurt?”
You couldn’t even answer him, he kept flicking and rubbing his fingers on your sensitive buttons making you bite your lip.
“These are kinda cool! They fit you.”
“Y-yeah.” You pull your shirt back down and Luffy pushes it back up making you jump as he got closer to cop another feel
“W-what are you doing!? Ah—…”
“Heheheh you like when I touch you here huh…”
“Luffy no!”
“Luffy yes! Common lemme…it’s just us! Besides you started it.”
Congratulations Luffy has a new toy.
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mechaknight-98 · 2 months
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Celebrations (NSFW) Ft: Jihyo
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Authors note: A little something for the birthday girl
You arrive at the restaurant where we agreed to meet. I’m as usual several minutes early as I wait for you to come in. After you get in Max is the next to arrive then Vlad. You and I notice Vlad is being dropped off by a very pretty girl with dark hair. She kisses his cheek before leaving and says, “Text me when you’re done, sweetie.” Vlad smiles at her adorably and nods.
He runs up to you and me and says “Sorry I’m late guys Natty’s practice went on a little longer than usual. You look at me and I look at you.
“Who’s Natty?” You ask
“Oh, a girl I met on Tinder a while back. We have been dating for a while now.” We look at each other again but let the subject go.
“Well you’re not too late because we’re waiting on…oh there he is,” you say as Max comes rushing in. He looks stressed but he’s here.
“Sorry I’m late…” he starts but you hold up your hand dismissing his words
“Look boss it’s fine, but let’s get started because my girlfriend’s birthday is today and I promised her a major portion of my time.” Max Nods
“Wait I thought Sana’s birthday just happened?” Vlad asked. I nodded in agreement.
“Guys I'm dating Sana and Jihyo remember,” you answer I squint at You and shrug.
“ Look I know it sounds wrong but they chose this, and have made it very clear they are only willing to share me.” you defend. I relent and. We talk about the dig we are about to go on It is nothing too important: just locations and objects, artifacts we are looking for. Normal paleontologist stuff. After that, we all go our separate ways. You get a text from Jihyo saying she’s ready to go. You smile and go to your car to pick her up. She hops in the car and instantly grabs your free hand.
“Where to honey it’s all about you tonight?” You ask Jihyo. She looks at you with her big soft brown eyes and ponders the choices.
“That burger place in the hills, but shower first.” She replies authoritatively. You nod and drive her to your apartment so she can shower, then use your sky-warp powers to take you to the burger spot. You paid for lunch and walked with her to a nearby park overlooking all of Whittier and much of Socal.
“This is so nice and quiet.” jihyo says as she eats. A little piece of lettuce drips down her cheek and you wipe it off with a napkin.
“Oh what a gentleman.” jihyo teases
You smile then reply, “Anything for my birthday girl.” jihyo smiles and then looks into the distance.
“I could retire out here,” Jiyho says happily.
“Oh you retire but you royalty why would you give that up,” you tease
“Well I wanna live my life and maybe I wanna start a family with you.” Jihyo teases. “You ever consider that Gally?” she adds looking at you with a teasing grin. You're flustered speechless. Jihyo nestles in, “Okay ten more minutes then we go back okay.” Jihyo says. You nod and stay with her as you watch the sunset. After night fully takes hold you skywarp Jihyo back to your apartment.
“Oh, that's so helpful. Why can't we just do that everywhere?” jihyo whines
“Because it's super tiring for me,” you respond with your hands on your hips setting buckets. Jihyo laughs and then tells you to shower. After you finish you walk back into the living room of your apartment. Jihyo eyes you hungrily but recomposes herself you chuckle as she gets herself ready for her “surprise party” Dahyun is the one who messed up but to her credit, She does double-check to make sure Jihyo isn't there. She just walked in when she specifically mentioned the party. It was a huge laugh but what can you do?
You smile and drive her back to her apartment where Sana is waiting along with the rest of the members of Twice. They bought her a cake and quite a few of her favorite things. Sejeong was also there eager to support her closest friend. Jihyo was overwhelmed with joy and appreciation.
“Ah, you guys. She says the sniffles and almost tears. Dahyun who was the one physically closest to her began to ball her eyes out seeing her crying.
“Unnie I’m so happy to have you in my life. She said as she hugged your girlfriend. You watched happily to see Jihyo getting so much love. After the little mini-party, only you Sana, and Sejeong remained. You had already given Jihyo her the necklace you picked up a while ago with Vlad and as predicted she loved it despite you strategically avoiding the topic of price. You only told her that she was a priceless girl and the cost was irrelevant.
Jihyo sat in your lap while you ran your fingers through her hair. She nestled into your chest relaxed and content. Sejeong watched pouting, “Ugh sky two are too cute.” Sejeong lamented.
“You don't have anyone interested in you unnie?” Jihyo said looking up confused.
“No apparently I'm intimidating,” Sejeong answered you laughed because those are the exact words you heard me say a while back when you asked me the same question. Sejeong unaware you weren't laughing at her left in an annoyed huff. Leaving Jihyo and you. Sana got a “call” and had to leave the apartment for a couple of hours.
As soon as the door closed Jihyo heard the lock click. The switch in her flipped. She looked up at your blue eyes and kissed you. As she did she unbuckled your belt.
“Mommy needs your cock.” she whispered as she got up and led you to her bedroom. She slides her pants down low enough that you get a view of her pussy. You reach a finger out to stroke her but she sees it and smacks your finger away. “Don't make mommy repeat herself.” jihyo says. You nod and take your cock out. You give your cock a few preparation strokes before thrusting into her drenched pussy. You slide in easily but as you pull out her pussy grips you so tight it's almost as if she's trying to tear your dick off. You groan which fuels your girlfriend's arousal, “yes moan for mommy.” she demands as her pussy gets tighter and wetter causing more noises and breaths to escape your lips. Jihyo is elated. Since not having sex for almost two months Jihyo is not long away from her orgasm and you are not far off as well.
“Harder. Smack Mommy’s ass.” Jihyo growls. Jihyo must need it tonight. She is never this demanding of you, but is her birthday and you oblige slapping her ass harder and harder until
“Ahhh I'm cumming.” Jihyo moans as she explodes all over your cock. She begins to squirt a deluge, with such intensity it forces you out. You watch amused as Jihyo rides her orgasm for as long as she can. After she's done she pushes you back onto the chair and starts riding you.
“Now mommy needs your cum.” Jihyo states matter of a fact as she begins to bounce on your cock. Despite her previous orgasm, she's somehow tighter than before.
“Oh god yes.” jihyo says as you begin your slow and deliberate thrusts. In and out you go as her pussy grips you like an oil but ungodly tight vice. Jihyo is obscenely tight tonight. “Fucking bred me,” she says, and due to a lack of time together, you give in at that exact moment. You explode inside Jihyo and she looks back at you stunned. Before laughing.
“It's okay Mommy didn't give you any prep so she's unsurprised you would make a mess.” she looks at her watch and when she realizes the time she says “shit we'll have to continue this later.
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jensengirl83 · 5 days
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At First You Don't Succeed
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Dean x reader
Word Count-827
Warnings- language
Summary- Dean forgets the reader's birthday and he tries to make it up to her. But nothing he tries seems to go his way.
Y/N sat at the table in the kitchen, sipping her coffee. She was the first one awake, giving her some time alone and time to think. Dean had gotten back to the bunker very late and crashed. It had been a rough hunt, and she knew how those always seemed to take a toll on him. But she was still a little hurt. Yesterday had been her birthday, and he’d forgotten. 
“Morning, babe,” Dean’s voice rang out in the empty room. 
“Morning,” she mumbled, trying to hide the hurt in her tone. 
“What’s up?” he asked, knowing something was wrong. She was never that short with him. Especially when he had just returned from being away for over a week. 
“Nothin’. I’m good. Did you sleep well?” 
He lifted his brow in concern and confusion. He knew she was lying him, but he didn’t know what, or who, had bothered her. That was until he glanced down at his phone after he had poured his coffee. 
“Fuck!” he grumbled under his breath. 
He’d missed her birthday. 
“What?” she asked, hearing him mumble something. 
“Huh? Oh, nothing, babe. Just stubbed my toe,” he answered quickly, hoping she didn’t know he was lying, “I, uh, I’m going to go clean my guns.” 
He hastily made his way out of the kitchen before she could say anything. He didn’t want to get caught in his lie or see the look of disappointment on her face he knew would surely be there. He hated to make her sad or hurt her feelings, and he had done both for sure. He was going to make it up to her, beg her forgiveness, and hope they could salvage the day. What he didn’t know was nothing he had planned would work out in his favor at all. 
He had tried running her bath after leaving the kitchen that morning, only to get distracted while looking something up on his phone and the entire bathroom flooded with the overdrawn tub. The second thing he’d tried that day was making her lunch and bringing it to her in bed. The lunch part had gone fine until he was three feet from the bed, dropping the plate and spilling the food all over the floor. The giggle that left Y/N had made him mad for a second, but he would keep trying. 
Trying once again, he’d gone to buy her flowers. They didn’t have her favorites, so he  grabbed a bouquet of ones he thought she would think was pretty. Yet again, that had blown up in his face when he brought them home to her, reaching from behind his back, a proud grin on his face, to learn that she was allergic to that type of flower. With a huff of defeat and annoyance, he left to try one more thing. 
Y/N walked into the kitchen that evening, her jaw dropping at the hurricane of ingredients and utensils strewn around the room. It was a complete mess, but she couldn’t help but smile. Standing in the middle of the chaos was Dean, holding the cake he had made her. A shy smile on his face. 
“Uh,” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck like he always did when he was nervous, “I know it’s not pretty and it probably tastes like shit, but I tried. Hopefully this isn’t going to end like everything else I tried today.”
“Dean,” she sighed happily, walking over and cupping his face in her hands, “It’s perfect.” 
“Well, I wouldn’t say perfect. I just hope you like it, sweetheart. And I’m sorry I forgot your birthday. I was just so tired from the hunt, and I just wanted to get home to you and…” 
She interrupted him, crashing her lips to his, pulling away to look at him. Damn, how she loved this man. Yes, he forgot her birthday, but he always carried the world on his shoulders. She really couldn’t be mad that he forgot, considering he’d always remembered every other time. As she looked at him, the little smirk on his face, she began to laugh. 
“What’s so funny?” He huffed, a little miffed that she was laughing at his attempt to make her birthday up to her. 
“I’m sorry, but Dean, you have to admit, all the failed attempts today are a little funny.” 
“I don’t think it’s funny,” he groaned, “I really tried to make it up to you, and nothing would go right.” 
“Aww, babe. You did make it up to me. The fact that you tried that hard, whether it failed or not, shows me that you care. That’s all that matters to me.” 
“Well, shit. If I knew that, I would’ve given up a long time ago,” he laughed when she swatted his arm, “Now, let’s eat this fugly ass cake, and then I’ll show you my last idea of how I’m going to make it up to you.”
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itaerae · 9 months
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no kisses, hyung — k. gyuvin
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pairing: bf!gyuvin x reader
synopsis: babysitting gyuvin’s younger brother was always a task you adored, but sometimes he doesn’t want to share his babysitter. so what happens when your boyfriend just wants a kiss ?
word count: 0.6k
warnings: none ! (not proofread)
authors notes: sorry i took so long to post this, i was so tired i took a phat nap and forgot to post it 😿 but anyway, happy reading loves ! ⟡
“(name) !” you heard a little child’s squeal coming toward you as you entered the apartment of your lovely boyfriend. in a matter of seconds, the padded footsteps got louder and a chubby toddler appeared in front of your feet. you picked him up almost instantly.
“hey little man !” you cooed, twirling him around in your arms, enjoying the sound of laughter radiating from the small toddler. you hadn’t even noticed the presence of your boyfriend, who was watching you play around with his younger brother with a big grin.
“hey, your lovely, wonderful, gorgeous boyfriend is here too, you know ?” he popped up from behind, wriggling his eyebrows, emitting a giggle from the little one who was now rested on your hip.
“oh sorry i forgot.” you chuckled, earning an annoyed expression from gyuvin.
“haha, very funny (name). now c’mere and give me a kiss, i’ve been waiting dor you all day !” just before he could lean in and peck your lips, a chubby hand came in between the both of you. confused, you both looked up to see the toddler crossing his arms with a pout on his lips.
“no kisses, hyung ! (name) is my babysitter !” he whined, giving an angry expression at his older brother. you bursted into a laughing fit when you saw the face gyuvin was now sporting. gyuvin raised his eyebrows.
“but i’m dating (name), i’m allowed to kiss them.” he stuck out his tongue to tease the younger. you shook your head.
“nuh uh, technically i was your brother’s babysitter first !’” he shot you a look of offense and betrayal.
“you’re joking.” gyuvin sneered. his brother giggled and high-fived you.
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“gyuvin-ah, you wanna help us make cookies ?” you yelled over to where your boyfriend was sitting on the couch. he pretended to ponder.
“hm, depends. will i receive love and affection?” he asked, now standing in the doorway, crossing his arms.
“i don’t see why not. so you can start by getting the bowls from the top cabinet because i can’t reach !” he stifled a laugh making you sneer at him.
“anything for my shortie, but can i get a kiss now ?” he asked, bending down to reach for your face. before you could answer, a hand was now tugging the hem of your pant leg.
“no kisses, hyung ! let’s make the cookies now (name) !” his younger brother dragged you away to the other side of the kitchen before gyuvin had the time to react.
he grumbled something under his breath, side eyeing the child while passing you the bowl that you needed. you just giggled at his brothers antics, looks like he didn’t feel like sharing today.
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“okay little bro, go wash your hands now. the cookies will be done in a few, make sure you wash them for at least 5 minutes !” gyuvin snickered at his evil little plan.
“okay hyung !” the unsuspecting toddler proceeded to skip his his way to the bathroom.
you chuckled and rolled your eyes, “what a low blow, gyuvin-ah.” he pouted in return, but quickly replaced it with a grin.
“well, now that he’s gone, i can finally have you all to myself !” he laughed evilly. and for the third time today, he leaned again.
only to be interrupted by the scolding of the child from down the hall. “gyuvin hyung i can still see you, get away from (name) !”
“awh come on !” gyuvin complained, throwing his hands in defeat. you giggled.
“looks like no kisses for you today, mister.”
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okaylikesmomo · 9 months
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Chapter 4: Sauna
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When you woke up, Chaewon was still deep asleep. You wanted to think she was exhausted after that session, but it was more than likely that she was just tired from all the hard work the group has been putting in recently. After all, they had just one day off before the comeback tomorrow.
This was a huge deal for them as it was their first comeback as a group. You wanted to make sure you were there to support your girlfriend to the best of your ability. Quietly, you got out of the bed, slipped on some casual clothes, and made your way down to the lobby to pick up your mail. After arriving in the mail room, you met your neighbor and nodded respectfully as you walked by.
“Heard quite a bit of noise last night, is everything alright?” your neighbor asked over his shoulder.
“Oh, yeah we were just playing some games and ended up getting very into it,” you answer while turning around.
“Right, games.”
He smiled and patted your shoulder before turning around and walking away. You went to the mailboxes and checked inside while smiling to yourself. Nothing interesting, just some envelopes that were probably bills and a couple of flyers. You picked up the mail and made your way back to your apartment.
After returning to your apartment, you opened the door and dropped off the mail on your table. As you took your shoes off, you heard a noise coming from inside. You found Chaewon on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor.
“What in the world are you doing?”
“Cleaning the mess.”
Crouching down next to her, you grab the sponge out of her hand.
“Sweetheart, why?”
“I can clean,” she responds with her adorably tiny voice while looking down at the floor.
“I know you can, but you don’t need to clean my apartment,” you reply. “Is everything alright?”
“Yeah, everything is fine,” she answers with a sigh while sitting cross-legged on the floor with her back against your couch.
After plopping down on the floor next to her, you wrap an arm around her shoulder.
“What’s worrying my baby girl?”
“Our comeback… what if it doesn’t go well?”
You pull her closer.
“Impossible.”
The confusion on her face was palpable, “what do you mean it’s impossible?” she demanded.
“I mean exactly that, it’s impossible.”
If looks could kill right now…
“Stop making a joke about it, I’m being serious,” she snaps. “Do you know how much pressure I have? I mean, all of us do, but me especially. Don’t you understand? What if-” she inhales sharply while closing her eyes.
Her excessive rambling clearly showed how flustered she was getting. Somehow she managed to display ten different emotions all at the same time, and you couldn’t help but find it somewhat adorable.
“I don’t think so.”
“Stop that, I’m serious,” she scowls, opening her eyes just enough to glare at you.
“Nope.”
She looked like she was actually about to hit you.
“You look so cute when you’re angry,” you comment while poking her cheek.
“I’m not angry, I’m…” she begins before pausing and sighing heavily. “I don’t even know anymore.”
After a short laugh, you found yourself leaning over and pressing your lips to her soft cheek.
“I won’t pretend to have all the answers, but I know you are going to have a great comeback,” you whisper against her face. “But today, we are going to have so much fun in the pool while you forget about everything for just a little bit.”
Tilting her head slightly, she smiles weakly at you.
“Seriously though, I can’t shake the idea that it might flop.”
While pulling her into a tight hug, you nuzzle your cheek against hers.
“Well, if it flops and you get fired, you can come live with me and clean up my floors as much as you want,” you reply with a hint of mockery. “As long as the mess is made by us having sex.”
Her giggles combined with the tight squeeze of her hug told you that you must have at least said something right.
“You’re late!” Yunjin shouts from across the pool.
“Sorry, sorry!” Chaewon pants as the two of you scurry over to where the rest of the group was standing.
“Hey slow down! It would be a terrible time to sprain an ankle,” Sakura scolds the two of you.
“Sorry!” Chaewon apologizes again while hugging Sakura. “You guys shoulda started without us!”
“How would we all jump into the pool at the same time if we started without you?” Yunjin teases. “Now come on, let’s do this.”
The five girls line up at the edge of the pool, holding hands, when Chaewon looks over her shoulder at you. “What are you waiting for?”
“Oh, I figured this was a group thing,” you reply.
“Aish, stop being like that,” Eunchae shouts. “Get in here!”
The five of them start shouting at you until you walk up and grab Chaewon’s hand. Together, the six of you jump into the pool while screaming. There is a mess of limbs under the water, and you have no idea what is going on. Eventually, you surface and you find yourself in Kazuha’s embrace.
“Oh, why are you hugging me?” she asks innocently while shaking her head, spraying the water off her hair all over.
“I’m not!” you counter. “You’re the one holding me!”
Sakura starts giggling while watching the two of you, meanwhile the other three girls start splashing each other with water.
“How often do you girls do this?” you ask while wiping the water out of your eyes.
“Not as often as we’d like, but every now and then they book the whole pool for us,” Sakura explains. “Benefits of being in one of the biggest companies I guess.”
Her outfit was stunning. She wore a tiny black top with a black zip-up jacket over it. Your gaze naturally found itself peeking at the slight cleavage she was displaying, immersed in her unintentional provocation.
Water splashes on the side of your face and you are quickly brought back to reality as Chaewon floats by on a little pink flamingo.
“Zuha! Join me!”
“Ne!” she shouts back while leaving you behind and paddling over to Chaewon.
Chaewon’s tight blue outfit left almost nothing to the imagination. The thin bodysuit accentuated her beautiful curves, making her cute butt especially prominent. The tiniest bit of her midriff was peeking out as her body bent sideways, making room for Kazuha on the flamingo.
While floating over in the pool, your mind thought of all the things you wanted to do with her. Wrapping your hands around her thin waist, her impeccably peach-like ass sticking out into your hips. That beautiful lower back of hers, and her remarkable ability to arch her back when she was about to cum.
“What are you thinking about?” Sakura asks as the tip of your head bumps into her soft chest.
Water fills your mouth as you flip around in a panic, trying to make sense of where you are in the pool.
“Sorry!” you cough as you finally find yourself upright.
“You alright?” she asks while flashing you a toothy smile, still leaning against the side of the pool with her arms up. “Why is your face so red?”
“Is it?” you ask while feeling your cheek. “Probably just because of all the water I swallowed.”
She giggles faintly.
“Hey, about the other night,” she continues softly. “I don’t- I just- I-”
“It’s alright Sakura,” you interject while leaning your back against the side of the pool next to her. “Nothing happened.”
With pursed lips, she turns to you. “I know nothing happened, but…”
Chaewon and Kazuha’s screams interrupt the conversation as their flamingo flips and the two of them fall into the water, making both you and Sakura turn in unison.
“You alright dummy?!” you shout towards them.
Chaewon stood in the middle of the pool like a statue with her eyes shut as her wet bangs pressed against her forehead. Kazuha was laughing wholeheartedly while chasing after the fleeing flamingo. Eventually, Chaewon slowly walked over to you and Sakura while wiping her eyes.
“I didn’t want my hair to get wet,” she whines while snuggling into your open arms.
“Maybe you should have thought about that before jumping into a pool.”
Sakura starts giggling again while letting her feet float up to the surface.
“He has a point, you know.”
“Don’t take his side!” Chaewon pouts. “I blame the flamingo.”
“Yeah! Silly flamingo!” you joke while Sakura’s laughs continue to fill your ears. With Chaewon in your arms, you couldn’t help but slide your hands around her body. Your fingers find refuge on her ass, gently pressing into it.
“Slide!” Yunjin shouts from across the pool while she follows Eunchae out of the water.
“Me too!” Kazuha shouts back while lifting herself out of the pool, forgetting entirely about the flamingo.
She wore black pants with a long-sleeved white and black top. As she was getting out of the pool, her wet pants were glued to her skin, showing off the shape of her ass perfectly. Your eyes, however, fixated on the tiny bit of her muscular lower back that peeked out as she lifted herself up.
“You’re lucky Chaewon’s not the jealous type,” Sakura comments.
“Oh believe me, this would never work out if I was,” Chaewon adds. “The amount of time I’ve caught him checking out Zuha…”
“Hey, it’s not my fault!” you protest. “I mean, come on, have you seen her body?”
Chaewon smiles at you and pecks you on the cheek before turning around and leaning her back against your chest.
“I’m not upset,” she giggles. “Of course I’ve seen her body. In fact, I’ve seen all of it.”
Sakura smirks while watching Kazuha climb the ladder to the slide. Your mind is reminded of Chaewon’s comment about how all idols fool around, and you can’t help but think about how Sakura and Kazuha are roommates.
“Do you want to see Zuha naked?” Chaewon asks you candidly before floating towards Sakura.
Sakura turns back towards you with her eyebrows raised. “Careful, that question sounds like a trap,” she laughs.
“It’s not a trap,” Chaewon interjects, making her voice scarily sweet.
“Of course not sweetie,” you hesitate. “You’re the only one I want to see naked.”
Chaewon rolls her eyes and splashes water at you before leaning against the side of the pool next to Sakura. “Liar,” she scoffs
“Why’d you even ask if we both know the answer?” you ask while splashing her back.
“Because I want to make you a deal,” Chaewon says while wiping the collateral damage off Sakura’s face. “You and Kkura swap beds tonight.”
“Oh? Sounds like your real intention is to get into Sakura’s pants,” you comment, noticing Sakura’s face turning bright red. “Well you have my blessing, but I think it’s up to Sakura.”
“Chaewon, um, when was the last time…?”
“The night before our debut,” Chaewon answers tenderly while wrapping her arms around Sakura’s body. “It seems fitting to spend the night before our first comeback together as well, no?”
It was uncharacteristic of Sakura to get this flustered over something like this, but the girl was a bit of a mess right now. After a few seconds of thought, Sakura nods her head to Chaewon who presses her face against her chest.
“Just to confirm, this means I get Kazuha tonight, right?”
“Only if she wants you,” Chaewon teases while splashing you with water again.
After exhausting themselves in the pool, everyone got out and spent some time replenishing. Whether it was sipping on fruity drinks out of various tropical fruits, or sunbathing on the rainbow-colored lawn chairs, relaxation was the only thing that mattered. You decided, after some heavy implications from Chaewon, to spend some time in the sauna.
The scorching heat relaxed your skin as you took a seat, awaiting Chaewon’s arrival. This particular sauna felt warmer than normal, and you felt a thin layer of sweat build up on your skin almost immediately. Leaning your head back, you slowly let your eyes close, letting the warmth drop you into a state of bliss. Without warning, you were taken out of your euphoric trance as you heard the door open.
“Took you long enough,” you mumbled as you opened your eyes. “Oh! Sorry, I thought you were Chaewon,” you quickly corrected yourself. “Come, have a seat.”
Kazuha smiles brightly at you before turning around and locking the door.
“Why did you lock-” you began before quickly bringing your hand up and covering your eyes. “Kazuha… your towel.”
“What’s wrong?” Kazuha asks casually while stepping over her towel and sitting next to you. “I hope you don’t mind, I just want to feel the heat on my skin.”
“Oh a-alright,” you stutter while trying to avert your gaze from her nude body. “I can come back later-”
“Wow, you’re sweating,” Kazuha notes, ignoring you. She starts slowly rubbing her hand across your chest, feeling your sweat-stained skin. “I’m jealous, for some reason I don’t sweat in saunas.”
“I see,” you reply, accidentally catching a quick glimpse of her nude chest.
“No really, look,” she says while grabbing your hand and making you grope her abs. “See? Nothing.”
“Huh, you’re actually not sweating,” you reply while taking another quick peek at her body. “Maybe it just takes you a bit longer.”
“It’s my whole body,” she continues while pushing your hand down towards her lower half. She rubs your hand dangerously close to her lady parts before making you feel her soft thighs. “No matter how long I spend, I don’t know why I don’t sweat.��
“I… don’t know either.”
“Can you help me?”
It was becoming impossible to completely avoid looking at her, but it became truly impossible now as she straddled you and took a seat on your lap.
“Do you mind holding me for a bit? Just to see if it’ll make me sweat.”
You were at a loss for words, and all you could do was sit there while she pressed her soft, but cute, tits into your face. At first you tried to look to the side, but you felt her fingers running through your hair and she pressed your head right up against her body. Her soft skin, layered with her firm muscles, felt incredible.
“This feels one-sided. Please wrap your arms around me, I promise I won’t bite,” she whines playfully. “Unless you want that,” she adds quietly with a whisper.
She had absolutely no shame, and it just clicked in your head that Chaewon wasn’t coming. You brought your hands up to her back and began exploring, feeling every inch of her muscular and toned back. She worked out a lot, and it showed. Still, however, her skin remained unbelievably soft.
“Are you sweating yet?” you asked into her chest while her soft tits muffled your voice.
“I can’t tell,” she moaned softly. “Do I taste sweaty?”
So that’s the game she wanted to play. You allowed yourself to completely succumb to her philanderous advances. Your tongue began to explore her breasts before you filled your mouth with one of her taut nipples, sucking on it like an orange slice.
“Oooo, do you like the taste,” she moaned teasingly. “Also, why are you poking me?”
In response, your hands slid down her back and gave her small butt a playful slap. The light spank made her giggle softly before grabbing your head with both hands, holding it steady. She began to twist her upper body left and right, shaking her little tits across your mouth. You lapped them up, licking as much of her body that she exposed to your tongue, while your hands began to feel her magnificent ass.
Her butt was soft and firm at the same time, an incomprehensible paradox filling your hands. Squeezing and kneading her skin, you got lost in her body. That sexy body that she loved to tease you with all the time. That titillating body you found on your mind more often than not. Your fingers slowly made their way from her ass towards her most intimate bits.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
“Zuha! We’re about to go!” came an incomprehensible voice from outside.
“Coming!” Kazuha shouts back while quickly hopping off your lap.
She took two long strides before bending over extremely slowly and reaching for her previously discarded towel. She was blatantly showing off her ass, and your gaze was shamelessly locked onto the beautiful peach. With a quick peek over her shoulder and a giggle, she crouched down, making her toned ass spread just enough to give you a view of her puckered asshole.
It looked delicious; Your mouth literally began to salivate while watching her. After picking up the towel, she wrapped it around her body before turning around.
“You’re excited again!” she comments causally while pointing at your crotch with a huge smile on her face.
“Yeah of course… wait what do you mean again?”
“Earlier in the pool when you wouldn’t stop hugging me, I could feel you poking me.”
“What are you… I wasn’t…”
Before you could even make sense of your thoughts, she opened the door and walked out. You shortly followed while trying to subtly cover yourself with your hands.
“How’d it go?”
“Holy shit,” you gasp with a little jump. “Don’t scare me like that.”
“Why are you so on edge,” Chaewon giggles, walking up from behind you while interlocking your arm with hers. “Did Zuha get you all excited?”
“Did you tell her to do that?”
“Do what?”
“Don’t play dumb.”
A sly smile forms on Chaewon’s lips.
“All I did was talk to her about going on a date with you.”
“How does that lead to her stripping down and giving me a lap dance?”
“She stripped?” Chaewon gasps. “I’m jealous.”
“So you didn’t tell her to do it?”
“Not exactly,” she begins. “We were talking about a date, and she felt worried that you wouldn’t be interested.”
“Not interested?” you ask while stopping in your tracks. “How could she possibly think that? Especially with how much she teases me.”
Chaewon waits a second before walking with you again, making sure that the rest of the group is definitely out of earshot.
“Don’t forget what I told you, Zuha has never been with a guy before.”
“I know, but she seems so confident in herself, especially in her body.”
“Because she works her ass off for that body,” Chaewon continues. “But how can she be confident in something she’s never done?”
It made sense. You remembered Chaewon’s first time versus where she was now, it was like night and day.
“Why are you two always so slow!” Yunjin shouts from across the parking lot.
“Sorry!” Chaewon shouts back while the two of you jog to catch up to the group.
“Eunchae has a bit of a surprise meeting with Music Bank, and Yunjin wants to go to the company to record,” Sakura explains after the two of you catch up. “I’m going to take Kazuha out for lunch, we’ll all meet up again later tonight if that works.”
“I think we can find a way to kill some time,” Chaewon responds while looking at you.
Raw, unadulterated, fucking.
An apt description of what you were doing to the petite Korean girl bent over the edge of her bed. Your hips took no breaks, repeatedly smashing against the cute ass that she had been showing off all day in the pool. With your grip on her waist tightening, pushing down into her lower back, you could finally relish in your fantasy from earlier.
“Ahhh,” Chaewon moans. “Show me what you’re going to do to Zuha tonight.”
“Kazuha is going to be begging for this,” you grunt aggressively. “I’ll make sure she never forgets.”
“Stop fucking talking about Zuha while you’re balls deep in my pussy.”
“You brought her up first,” you gasped in frustration while taking a quick breather.
“Shut up and fuck me, before they come back.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to go get ice cream?”
A smirk formed on your lips when you saw the glare she shot at you over her shoulder. Before she could really get angry, you pressed her body as hard into the bed as possible and began really giving it to her. Her shrieks of pleasure were the perfect encouragement as they masked the sound of skin on skin. Luckily, the rest of the members were out getting frozen treats, which left you and her with the freedom to be as loud as you wished.
Fucking Chaewon from behind always pushed you to the edge pretty quickly, and you started thinking about where to dump your seed. An idea hit you, but first there was something else you couldn’t stop thinking about. You stopped pumping, leaving your cock fully embedded in her pussy, and you bent over her body.
Before she could voice her frustration, you ran your tongue up her back slowly, collecting her salty sweat in your mouth. After you made it as far up her back as your mouth could reach, you pressed your lips against her warm, flushed skin and planted a kiss directly against the nerves in her spine.
Chaewon’s whole body shivered, sending the vibration through your shaft. With your stomach flat against her back, you reached your hand down between her legs where it connected with her hand. You grabbed her slim fingers and used them like a toy, pleasuring her clit as you resumed your hip thrusting.
The rough, harsh plowing was replaced by a much softer, more methodical thrusting. You tried to match the movement of her hand with your thrusting as if you were the puppetmaster of her pleasure. After a few more pumps into her backside, Chaewon’s hand slipped out from under her and onto the bed limply as she lost the capacity to control her body.
With her laying down on your hand, you could also barely move your fingers at this point. You brought your legs together slightly, pushing hers inwards to make her grip on your hand as tight as possible. There was a full movement restriction on your hand now, and all it could do was soak up all of Chaewon’s juices as you pumped her over and over again.
“Oh baby I’m close!” she cried in pure delectation. “Bit more!”
Her words were redundant, you could tell just by how her pussy was contracting on your cock that she was about to explode. It only took a couple more wet thrusts before the jets were released. Despite your hand acting like a plug, her juices sprayed all over the bed, your fingers, and your thighs.
Chaewon’s pussy wouldn’t stop convulsing. Wave after wave of contractions traveled down your shaft like action potentials going through an axon. The rhythmic pulse of her body was making it near impossible to hold back. You ripped your hand out from under her body, releasing a fresh wave of her cum all over the bedsheets.
“Chaewon,” you gasp while swiftly withdrawing your cock before you came inside her.
Disregarding the slight swaying of her sensitive body, she held still like the perfect canvas for you while you vigorously stroked yourself to completion behind her. The rush took over your body, and it was physically impossible to control yourself anymore. Your orgasm was near and inevitable at this point.
Panting heavily, you leaned forward and grabbed one of Chaewon’s ass cheeks with your free hand. You spread her just enough to give you a clear view of her dripping pussy and her tight asshole. The sensation in your cock as you rode the precipice of your orgasm was driving you insane. While in this euphoric state, you tried your absolute best to aim at her asshole.
The streak of white ejaculate painting Chaewon’s back, however, was a clear indication of how poor your aim was. You immediately attempted to aim lower, resulting in the second streak not making it quite as far up her back and landing on her ass.
“Fuck,” you moan while the rest of your load lands on target, coating the gap between Chaewon’s ass cheeks.
A pool of your fresh seed was building up on her ass. The white goo slowly began sliding down, like raindrops moving down a car window while driving on the freeway. The visuals of your fresh, white cum between Chaewon’s ass cheeks was picture-perfect. With the hand on her ass, you gently played with her, watching as the cum was making little bridges between each of her cheeks when they would separate.
“I’m fucking exhausted,” you pant while falling onto your side next to Chaewon on the bed.
Her adorable smile made you feel like the luckiest person in the world right now. Still bent over and on her elbows, she leaned over to gently press her lips against yours. She kissed you a few times, softly, while your hand spontaneously reached up towards her ass.
“Mmmph,” she moaned softly into your mouth as you grabbed one of her cheeks and pulled her over so that she was laying on top of you. She stared deeply and lovingly into your eyes, her face mere inches away from yours.
“Have you ever thought about this one?” you asked gently while your fingers slid down between her cheeks, spreading your seed in a circle around her other hole. “I know I have.”
“Doesn’t it hurt, though?” she asks while biting her lip nervously.
“It can, but it can also feel good,” you answer while sliding your fingers down lower and mixing your cum with her own wetness. “It’s just an idea, I don’t want you to feel any sort of pressure.”
After a second of thought, her expression turns into one of determination.
“One finger.”
“Are you-”
She cuts you off by leaning down and briefly kissing you again.
“One finger.”
Seeing her look of determination told you that she was not only serious, but she was also ready. You slid your finger up, collecting as much of the cum between her cheeks as you could on your middle finger, until you found her asshole.
Carefully, you pressed softly against the hole, trying to get a sense of how tight she was. She had her eyes shut at this point, and the arms on either side of your head propping her up were both flexed and shaking slightly.
“Try to relax your body,” you whisper. “It’ll be easier that way.”
She inhales deeply through her nose, her eyes still shut, before slowly exhaling. Her minty breath hits your face, and you see her upper body relax ever so slightly. Her expression calms down, and with her eyes still shut she gives you a single nod of her head.
That relaxed expression was immediately erased as your finger forced past the initial tenseness of her asshole. She was wincing, but she didn’t object. You pressed forward a bit more, pausing again when her mouth shot open.
“Should I stop?”
With her eyes still shut tight and her mouth open, she shook her head faintly. Even though she was saying keep going, the tight squeeze of her ass was screaming for you to stop. You brought your free hand up between her legs and slowly rubbed her clit in an attempt to elevate her experience.
It must have worked, because you felt her asshole ease up marginally. Her eyes were still shut tight, but her mouth was closed and she was breathing into your face through clenched teeth. Unknown to her, you were smiling proudly at her determination as you started pushing your finger deeper into her body.
Deeper and deeper your finger went until it was past the halfway mark, her tightness threatening to cut off the blood flow entirely. Without warning, her eyes shot open and she squealed before her arms gave way. She fell onto your chest, gasping against your skin while her asshole pulsed like a strobe light
“Take it out or keep going?”
She took a moment of contemplation before she spoke up, “keep going, slowly.” Her voice was muffled, but certain, as she couldn’t lift her face off your chest.
After craning your neck to kiss the top of her head briefly, you began to move your finger back and forth inside her with the utmost care. You made sure to never go too deep or too fast, and you matched your other hand’s movements to create the perfect sensation for her.
It took some time for her body to really get into it, but you made sure to stay diligent. One finger was being squeezed like a lemon, while the other hand was being soaked by her pussy juices that were steadily flowing down. Your hands were working in tandem to try and make this avant-garde act as pleasurable as possible.
Eventually, you could feel her face pressing harder down into your chest. Her butt lifted up into the air slightly due to the arch of her back, that characteristic arch you knew all too well; She was finally starting to enjoy it.
“Don’t stop,” she moaned as her pussy dripped all over your lower body. “Whatever you do, don’t fucking stop.”
That was far from your plan.
The sound of pure wetness began to fill the air. Your fingers were going to prune up at this rate, but it didn’t matter. Only Chaewon’s tight little asshole mattered. The finger pushing through her tightness was becoming more audacious the closer she got to her orgasm, it went deeper and deeper with each thrust.
Chaewon’s whimpers aligned perfectly with the tight squeeze of her asshole. It was squeezing harder and harder, making it almost impossible to keep thrusting your finger. Despite the difficulty, you powered through, at least until the point when Chaewon’s pussy began to sprinkle.
The droplets flying out of her pussy began to coat your thighs, flying right past the fingers rubbing her clit. She was as physically close to cumming as possible without getting there. In one swift motion, you pulled your finger out of her asshole entirely, eliciting a sharp gasp from her.
Before her mind could comprehend what just happened, you jammed the finger back into her asshole deeper than ever before. Her lips released a high-pitched squeal before her other lips gushed all over your legs. Thighs, knees, shins, every bit of your legs became a towel for Chaewon’s jetting pussy.
“Fuck!” she cried as her body squirmed uncontrollably. She was trembling while her asshole was squeezing in rhythmic pulses, the mind-numbing orgasm had her speechless, unable to even make a noise, unable to do anything other than enjoy the sensation.
After she eventually calmed down, which took much longer than her orgasms usually take, you began to slowly pull your finger out of her asshole, gently rubbing the sore entrance. With your other hand, you slowly started to play with her clit again.
“Please,” she moaned while grabbing your wrists. “No more.”
“You sure you don’t want to go again?”
A puff of air escaped her nose, she didn’t have the energy to even muster a proper laugh.
“I’m sure,” she sighed softly. “By the way, that really fucking hurt.”
“I-”
“But it also felt fucking amazing.”
“I’m getting mixed signals.”
Her whole body was still quivering while her chest moved up and down with each deep breath. With one hand you gently rubbed her back, and with the other hand you softly massaged her ass. There was no rush, you were completely happy having Chaewon’s body laying on top of yours; It was one of the most cathartic positions imaginable. Eventually, she lifted herself up and kissed you forcefully on your lips.
“By the way, don’t you dare actually treat Zuha this roughly,” she says sternly. “And do not put anything in her ass.”
“I promise I’ll be gentle,” you chuckle while brushing her hair. “However, you should definitely put something in Sakura’s ass.”
Chaewon’s lips began to pout and she looked a touch disappointed in herself.
“I’m sorry it’s taking me so long,” she says quietly. “I really want to try, I’m just afraid it’ll hurt…”
“Hey, stop that,” you say while pulling her back down on top of you and embracing her tightly. “You’re absolutely perfect already. I don’t want you to think even for a second that I’m disappointed in you.”
“You know, I forget how sweet you can be,” she mumbles. “Is it too late to keep you to myself tonight?”
“Yeah, after the game you played in the sauna earlier there is no way I’m abandoning Kazuha.”
“I hate you sometimes,” she chuckles while getting off you and collecting her scattered clothes.
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A/N:
Bit of a longer gap between this one and the last one I know, thank you for being patient! I must say, having people asking about when I'm going to be releasing more is quite heartwarming. I should be back on a somewhat normal schedule again, I just got back home after a short trip to see Twice a couple of times!
Hopefully you guys notice some improvements in my writing going forward, I've been really putting in some effort in the technical aspect of things. Special thanks to those who have been helping out.
Next on the schedule is a lot of Twice story content (this one is not going anywhere, I'll still be working on it). I'll explain a bit more once we get there, but I've started working on Book 3 of the PM series. No, Book 2 is not finished, I still have probably 15 or so chapters already planned for it, but like I said I'll explain more once we get there.
As always, I'd LOVE to hear feedback and thoughts. Any comments/DMs/whatever, it's all appreciated. I love hearing theories people have about where the story is going, I love hearing what people enjoy, and honestly I even appreciate hearing what people do not enjoy as it can be helpful for me as a writer.
Thank you everyone <3
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dokyccis · 9 months
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super shy | l.hc
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★ | pairing: bf!haechan x fem!reader
★ | genre: fluffy <3
★ | warnings: reader is super shy, haechan is shirtless, reader is a little insecure
★ | synopsis: after a long day, you just want to go home and be held by your dear boyfriend — but why can’t you express what you want just once in your life?
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your days used to be tiring, even though sometimes you’d stay at home. you used to live alone in a little apartment in one of seoul’s most simple streets, but, after you started feeling like you’re alone in a dead-end-street, your boyfriend offered you to move in to his house.
today was a tiring and difficult day in work for you. you were tired of your boss complaining about this and that everyday, of your workmates screaming in the office making you lose concentration in the task you had to do and so many other things that happened.
at this point, you just needed haechan’s warmth. you just needed haechan’s velvety voice whispering lovely words in your ear and singing for you to sleep.
21:30 was painted white in your lockscreen as you was reaching the door of your shared apartment with haechan. you reached out your bag to get the apartament’s key, picking it up and unlocking the door in front of you.
"hyuck, i’m home!" you shout, hearing no response. "hyuck?" you repeat, until you hear shower noises coming from your shared bedroom.
as you came closer to the bedroom, you could hear haechan sing happily in the shower, making you giggle a little from the complains he would let out whenever he made a mistake.
"hyuck, i’m home." you said, leaning towards the bathroom door in your bedroom.
"oh, hi dear! didn’t hear you arrive, i’m getting out in a few seconds!" you heard haechan shout from inside the bathroom, just saying an "okay" as a response.
some seconds passed and haechan got out of the bathroom as promised. you look up to see your shirtless boyfriend with water dripping off his hair and curves, using just a black shorts and holding his towel on his shoulder. how can he look this good by just showering?
"y/n, you okay?" haechan asks, and you finally get down to earth again.
"what? no, i mean, yes! yes, i am." you answer, giggling in a very uncommon way, making haechan laugh at your behavior. "what’s so funny?"
"nothing, you’re just cute when you’re shy." he smiles, heading to the wardrobe to pick some random outfit, making you do nothing but follow him.
"i’m not shy! i’m just…" you pause.
"you’re just..?" he continues, waiting for your final answer.
"surprised." you simply answer, making him turn around to you and turn around to the wardrobe again, letting out a breathy giggle. "what?"
"nothing. sure, surprised." he says in a sarcastic way, finally sliding himself into a random shirt he found in the wardrobe.
you let out a sigh followed by a pouty expression, making haechan softly turn his attention to you. "how was your day, hun? you look tired." he asked.
"it was terribly tiring." you say, letting out another sigh. "my boss extra complained today and my workmates were just… so loud." you complained.
"yeah, i imagine… sorry about that." he says while drying his hair with the towel resting in his shoulder.
in your eyes, donghyuck looked like heaven by just drying his wet hair. were you so in love with him or he is just too good to be true?
you could stare at haechan for hours if you could, everything in him makes you mesmerized, from the bottom to the top of him. it’s magical how haechan can make you on your knees by just doing a simple action.
"y/n!" you heard him shout, flinching because of his voice's volume. "baby, are you really okay?"
you felt your cheeks burn as he called you "baby", making haechan smile and kiss your right cheek.
"you’re adorable." he says, patting your cheek and analyzing all the details present in your unique and beautiful face.
"what? w-what do you mean?" you ask nervously, feeling flustered by the way his eyes kept glued in yours.
"you’re all shy everytime i call you baby." he simply answers, earning nothing but a more red y/n.
"i’m not shy! you’re.. seeing things." you say, removing his hand off your cheek before, unconsciously, pouting.
"oh, sure. i’m seeing things." he laughs. "it’s kind of late for you to be awake since today was sort of tiring. go sleep, i’ll be beside you."
you love this about haechan, he cares about you and your health. in the morning, he would always wake you up with a kiss and tell you to go eat breakfast before leaving. you can never be more grateful for having haechan in your life.
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"hey, i’m back." haechan smiles cutely, making his way to your shared bed and plopping by your side.
you already took the night’s bath, and now you’re laying in your bed with your sheets covering your whole body, but nothing seemed to comfort you like haechan does.
however, you’re afraid of asking haechan for some cuddles. why? because you don’t have courage enough to demonstrate your neediness to your boyfriend, you would always think that he would push you aside for being to "clingy" for your own good, so you prefere being shut about what you need than disturbing your oh-so-loved boyfriend.
"are you good? do you need anything?" he asks while looking at you and you just shake your head as a no. "'kay, then." he turns himself to face the side of the bed, so he could reach the interrupter and turn off the lights.
haechan went back to his place and placed his head on the fluffy pillow below him, muttering a lazy "good night" after pecking your lips softly.
you get flustered again by his action. every night haechan would give you a peck and a good night, but you always would get shy over this simple demonstration of love.
"it’s now or never." you think, wanting to ask haechan for what you want, but afraid of his reaction.
"haechan." you call, earning a hum as a response. "can we.." you pause. "can we please cuddle?" you say quickly, noticing haechan open his eyes since the room wasn’t too dark.
haechan starred at you for long seconds, making you more nervous than you already were. did he like your offer? did he think you’re too clingy? millions of questions rolled your mind in that moment.
"of course, come here." he opened his arms with a greeting smile, waiting for you to cling on him and sleep in his arms.
in the other hand, you couldn’t explain how happy and relieved you were. after so many times that you would always wonder if you should do this, you did and it came out well.
you smile and get into haechan's arms, feeling him close his arms around you and hold you close to his chest, bringing his hand to your hair and caressing it in the most soft way ever.
you felt secure in his arms, like nothing in the world could ever turn you down from now on, because you had haechan protecting you.
"you can always ask me for cuddles, you know." haechan said, earning your attention. "you don’t need to be shy, hun. i know you don’t ask me for it because you’re shy." he simply describes your own thoughts.
haechan knows you better than you do. he knows exactly what you need and what you think, that’s what you love so much about him.
"i’m just afraid that you won’t like it." you say, getting even closer to him. "i’m sorry, hyuck."
"you don’t need to be sorry, it’s not your fault." he comforted you. "i like every single moment with you, i like holding you like this, i like being around you, y/n." he bursted, love always present in his tone.
you somehow felt happy and butterflies dared to dance in your stomach after haechan's words. you feel loved around haechan, and you’re sure that’s what you want for your whole life.
you want to be like this forever, you want haechan to hold you and you want to hold him too, you want to be loved by haechan.
"i love you, y/n. do never forget that." he says, making you do nothing but flutter once again.
"even though i’m super shy around you?" you ask, moving your head up to face his angelic features.
"even though you’re super shy around me." he smiles, giving you a kiss once again, but longer this time.
the kiss was passionate, both of you were depositing all your love for each other in that simple act of love, that, even though it’s short, means a lot for you and for him too.
you pulled apart and saw haechan smile in happiness to have you in his arms, he felt like the luckiest man alive.
"i love you, bae. good night." he said once again.
"i love you too." you said, finally closing your eyes and traveling to the dreamland.
you were sure you would wake up with haechan holding you. you could doubt everything in the world, but you can’t doubt haechan's love for you.
he makes sure you know that he loves you unconditionally, everyday he makes sure you feel loved and comfortable around him, because that’s how he feels like when he’s around you.
even though you’re super shy.
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daisies-daydreams · 5 months
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Oml, hi! I absolutely adore your work, like read everything on Ao3 then came here to read more lol-
Anyway, I was wondering if you could do a Hobie x m!reader where reader is feeling super insecure after a long day at work and tells Hobie about it, then Hobie basically worships reader and all of his insecurities? I noticed you tend to do either gn or fem readers so I hope this request isn’t unreasonable..?
Thank you so much, keep doing you cause that’s what we love,
Bye <3
Hold Me (Hobie Brown x M!Reader)
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Pairing: Hobie Brown x M!Reader Category: Fluff/Angst Warnings: Swearing, Depictions of Self-Deprecation/Insecurities, Burnout, Toxic Workplaces Word Count: 1.3k+
A/N: Hello! Thank you so so much for your kind words 🥹 Your request is definitely not unreasonable-I just tend to stick with GN or fem! reader since that’s what interests me the most (though I’m always open to write for other pairings!) Also, I love your icon 😻. I hope you enjoy!
You ran your hand down your face as you slammed the door behind you. Your entire body ached with exhaustion as you slipped your shoes off and chucked them across the foyer of your flat. Your boyfriend, Hobie, leaned across the couch as you walked into the living room.
“Hey, love. How was-“
“It was fine,” you answered curtly. You felt a pang inside your chest at your sudden bluntness, but your body felt like it was on auto-pilot as you shuffled into the bathroom. You locked the door behind you before curling your fingers against your ears. Hot tears threatened to spill from your tired, red eyes as you peeled off your clothes. You quickly hopped in the shower, the emotional dread and fatigue of the day slowly seeping into your bones. You scrubbed yourself clean as you choked on your sobs, the events of the day replaying in your head like a broken record.
You shivered when you stepped out and dried off, the stress of the day making your body feel heavier by the second. You shuffled to your shared bedroom across the hall and hastily pulled on some comfy sweats and t-shirt. A tall shadow cast over you as you pulled your shirt over your head.
“Rough day?” Hobie asked. You hung your head and nodded. He hummed in reply. “Want to-“ you cut his words off when you rushed over and wrapped your arms around him. Hobie sighed and splayed his hand over your back. “Oh, love,” he cooed as he rubbed your lower back. He held you as you soaked his shoulder with bitter tears, his warm body bringing at least a little comfort to your aching heart.
“I-I’m sorry I was rude to you earlier,” you sniffed. Hobie pulled back and kissed your forehead.
“It’s alright,” he assured you. You wiped your eyes.
“I fucked up today, Hobes,” you said in a shaky voice. Hobie’s chocolate brown eyes softened as he held you close. He kept his hand on your hip before tilting his head towards the bed.
“Want to talk about it?” he asked. “If you think it’ll help, that is,” Hobie added. You nodded with a long sigh.
“Yeah,” you breathed. He hummed and slid his hand into yours before leading you towards the queen-sized bed. You swallowed thickly as you sank onto the mattress. Hobie grunted as he sat next to you, one and draped over his thigh and the other wrapped around yours. Your knuckles turning pale as you squeezed his palm. You took a slow, deep breath.
“We had our monthly reviews today and my boss was very…thorough with me,” you began. Hobie remained silent, allowing you the space to continue at your own pace. You sighed. “She said that I’m not trying hard enough, that I’m not progressing as quickly as everyone else at the branch,” you huffed and clenched your jaw. “She just looked so frustrated and disappointed in me. And then I had a customer call in demanding that we return his money, that he’s being ‘scammed’. I tried to explain the situation to him, but he just ended up screaming and cussing me out,” you explained.
“Then I dropped my lunch and didn’t have enough time to grab a full meal, so I had crisps from the vending machine. And to top it all off, my coworkers have been gossiping about me being a…” you couldn’t even finish the sentence, a hard lump swelling in your throat. You groaned you caged your hands over your face. “Why can’t I do anything right?” you choked. “I thought I was doing such a good job when I first started…so why am I struggling so much right now?" you clenched your fist. "Why am I so fucking stupid?” you cursed.
“Hey, you’re not stupid, alright?” Hobie said firmly. You shook your head.
“Yes, I am. If I was just more intelligent and organized then people wouldn’t be so upset with me,” you said as your cheeks burned. “But even then, it feels like no matter how hard I try, I’ll always just end up disappointing everyone,” you cried. Hobie frowned as he pulled you close. He muttered into your hair as he gently rubbed your arm.
“Listen here: you’re not a disappointment,” he said. You slumped your shoulders.
“Hobie, you have no idea how many things I’ve messed up this past week. The amount of people I upset. I just…fuck. What is wrong with me?” you sighed in defeat. Your boyfriend hummed and rubbed your upper arm.
“You know what I think?” he asked. You tilted your head to the side and gazed into his deep hickory eyes. "I think that all of those things you just said about yourself...are complete bullshit," Hobie stated. Your jaw went slack as your eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. "Sorry, guess I should apologize now for bein' blunt," he said as he rubbed the back of his neck. You gave a small smile before bursting into laughter. Hobie blinked as you peeled with laughter, your giggles reverberating inside the small bedroom. His shoulders were soon bouncing as he chuckled softly. You clutched your side and caught your breath after several minutes.
“Thanks, Hobes. I really need that today," you sighed and wiped your eye. “My pleasure,” he said with a wink. The two of you chuckled. “Hey... look at me,” Hobie said in a more serious tone. You slid your head up, your heart melting at his gentle expression. He sighed as he smoothed his hand over your hair.
“You’re smart, the smartest bloke I've ever known,” he said. You blushed.
“H-Hobie..." you stammered.
“It’s true. And you can always work on being more organized. Doesn’t mean you’re a bad person-just means you’ve got somethin’ to improve on,” your boyfriend shrugged. You sniffed as he placed a kiss on your forehead and cupped your face.
“And as for those stuck up pricks...they can kindly go fuck themselves,” he said with a firm nod. Your face felt red hot as you laughed. Hobie pursed his lips. “Honestly, I think you need to get the hell out of there,” your boyfriend said. You wrung your hands together as you tensed in his hold.
“It’s decent pay, though,” you sighed as your heart sank. Hobie hummed.
“But you could get paid way better for a job you actually enjoy,” he said. You frowned.
“True...but I don’t even know where to begin,” you said exasperatedly. Your boyfriend tilted his head.
“Could help you look when I’m not busy,” he replied with a shrug. Your eyes widened as your heart leapt in your chest.
“Really?” you beamed. Hobie cracked an eye open and nodded.
“‘Course-anythin’ to help my boy,” he said. You pulled him into a tight hug again, drawing a deep chuckle from your love.
“Thank you,” you said softly. Hobie nodded and squeezed you back.
“You’re incredible, (Y/N). Don’t you ever forget it,” he whispered. You smiled widely as you placed your hands over his. He beamed as you pressed your lips against the side of his palms.
“You’re intelligent,” Hobie repeated as he kissed your forehead. “Organized,” his lips lingered on the top of your nose. He smiled as he rested his forehead against yours, his lip ring brushing over your bottom lip. “And most importantly…incredible,” he murmured softly while gazing into your eyes.
Your heart melted as he rested his plush lips against yours. You sighed and wrapped a hand around his neck as his hands moved to cup your face again. The whole world stood still as your blissful kiss lasted for what felt like an eternity. Hobie’s pupils were blown when the two of you parted and caught your breaths. A small smile crept onto his face.
“How about we get some takeaway, yeah? Put on a movie and just have a lazy night in?” Hobie suggested while brushing his thumb over your cheek. You grinned before gently kissing him on the lips.
“That sounds wonderful,” you replied.
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gingiesworld · 5 months
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Lily
Natasha Romanoff x GN! Reader
Warnings: Angst. Fluff. Happy Ending
Taglist : @natashamaximoff-69 @canvascoloredin @wizardofstories @louxbloom @wandanats-goodgirl @the-ox-fan20 @ladyqueenxoxo @aemilia19 @wandaromamoff69 @mfd-101 @dorabledewdroop @marvelogic @natsbraids
Word Count: 3.4k+
18+MINORS DNI
Y/N always found themselves sitting at Lily’s bedside, reading her favourite book. A small smile on both of their faces, since Lily’s mother had left the two once they found out the severity of her illness, Y/N was there with her everyday.
Everyday, they passed a red head who always disappeared into the room down the hall. Sitting beside her sister who had severe liver disease, although the blonde had never done any form of drugs or alcohol abuse, she was dealt a bad hand.
“So, the doctor said I can take you out for some fresh air today.” Y/N told Lily who beamed. “Of course it will only be to the hospital gardens but it is out of this room.”
“Thank you O’Pa.” Lily spoke as she looked at Y/N.
“You have nothing to thank me for.” They told her as they helped her get her coat on.
“You’re always here.” She started. “Everyday, you even do your work here too.”
“I would do anything for you.” They told her. “You’re the most important person in my life and I don’t know how I will cope once you leave me.”
“I’ll never truly leave you O’Pa.” She told them softly. A smile on both of their faces. They helped her get situated in the wheelchair, placing her fluffy blanket over her lap to help keep her warm.
Once the two sat side by side in the garden, Lily’s smile faltered as she thought deeply.
“Do you think mom will miss me?” She asked them as they sighed. Not really knowing where their ex was, even though they weren’t yet divorced, they only thought of Lily.
“Yeah.” They answered unsurely. “I’d like to think she wouldn’t be completely heartless, but she doesn’t deserve for you to think about her, not when she abandoned you.”
“She left you too.” She pointed out as they nodded.
“She did.” They spoke thoughtfully. “But the reason she left allowed me to truly see the person she is, and I don’t want someone like that around my sweet girl.”
“Do you think they’ll find me a liver?” Lena asked as she and Nat walked through the gardens.
“Maybe.” She whispered, although she was unsure, she wanted Yelena to have a little bit of hope. “I believe they will.”
“I don’t want to die.” She whispered, a tear escaping her eye as Nat was quick to wipe it away.
“You’re not going to die.” She told her firmly. “I am not ready to lose my little sister.” Nat’s eyes soon caught sight of the tired parent who sat beside their teenage daughter, a sad smile on her face as she could see the pain in their eyes, even as they smiled and laughed.
That evening, the two escaped to the canteen, both Lena and Lily were sleeping and the adults were in need of a coffee.
“Hi.” Nat greeted them as she stood beside them in the que.
“Hey.” They gave her a small smile.
“I saw you earlier, was that your sister?” She questioned as they chuckled.
“No, Lily is my daughter.” They told her as they walked back through the corridors. “My wife and I had her when we were in school, the marriage was the most stupid decision I ever made but Lily is everything to me.”
“Where is your wife?” Nat questioned as they chuckled lightly.
“You're very nosey for a stranger.” They teased as she nodded with a giggle.
“Well, I spend pretty much all of my time here, so I need some form of adult conversation.” She answered truthfully. “My baby sister has severe liver failure.”
“I’m so sorry to hear that.” They whispered as she nodded. “I guess it is lonely being here all of the time. I usually work from home but I brought my work here with me. Lily has a degenerative heart condition and has been on the list for the better part of a decade.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.” She spoke tenderly as they shook their head.
“She’s not afraid.” Y/N whispered as they stopped outside of Lily’s room. “She knows that the likelihood of her getting a new heart within the next few months is extremely slim. So she’s made peace with it, and I guess I have to make peace with it too.”
“But it’s good to have hope.” Nat told them as they sighed.
“I did have hope, for many years I had hope but day by day, I started to lose it.” They looked up at Nat. “I’ve lost hope that she will get better, but I know that she won’t be in pain. She will be free of her pain.”
Both Y/N and Nat had spent most of their days together, even taking the two girls out to the garden. There was only a couple of years of age difference between the two of them, so they had got on like a house on fire.
What they never thought would happen would be that she would start to deteriorate rapidly through the night.
“I’m sorry.” The doctor spoke after giving their prognosis.
“Wouldn’t a transplant work?” They questioned urgently as the doctor shook his head.
“Her heart is barely beating, she is barely holding on.” He told them.
“There must be something you can do to give us more time.” They pleaded as Lily tried to call out to them. “I’m not ready. I’m not ready.”
“O’pa.” She called as loud as she could. “You’ll be fine.” They shook their head as they looked away, allowing the tears to fall freely. “How do we know if I am a match for Yelena?” She asked him as Y/N turned to look at her.
“You are a match.” He answered her. “But she isn’t at the top of the list.”
“What if I want to give my liver to her.” She told him. “Isn’t there some sort of waver that I can sign?”
“Yes.” He said as Y/N sighed before he turned to face them. “But I need your permission.”
“She has my permission.” They stated shakily. “If this is what she wants to do then I will sign whenever I need to.”
“Thank you O’Pa.” She smiled as the doctor left the room, soon returning to her with papers to sign.
As the days went by, Y/N never left her side, afraid that every second could be her last second.
“Promise me you will find happiness O’Pa.” She rasped out as they nodded, holding her hand.
“I promise.” They smiled tearily. “I love you so much Lily.”
“I love you too O’Pa.” Lily smiled before smirking. “Lena’s sister is pretty and single.”
“Lily. I am not looking for a relationship.” They told her.
“Maybe a friend then, you could use one.” She told them as they nodded.
“Maybe.” They whispered as she took a deep breath.
“I’m tired.” She told them as they gave her a tight lipped smile, tears filling their eyes.
“Sleep sweetheart.” They ran their hand through her hair, humming the lullaby she had always loved since she was a baby. Time felt as though it had frozen as they waited for the machines to beep constantly before stopping. Once the doctor had entered the room, muting the monitor before calling time of death. Y/N cried silently as they kissed her forehead one last time. Soon getting up and leaving the room for a moment as they prepared her for organ donation. Racing against time as they hooked her up to a bypass to remove the available organs.
“Y/N?” Nat questioned as she approached Y/N, a coffee in her hand. “No.” She whispered as they just nodded.
“She’s gone.” They spoke barely above a whisper. “The only person I had is gone. I have nothing left.”
“I’m so sorry.” Nat rested her hand on their back as they leaned forward.
“I’m going to be sick.” They started to run towards the bathroom, hurling themselves into an empty stall and vomiting the contents from their stomach. They collapsed to the floor beside the toilet, sobbing as they hugged their legs.
“Y/N!” Natasha ran to them, hugging them as they cried. “Is there someone I can call?”
“Pietro.” They whispered. “He’s been my best friend for years.” They handed her their phone after unlocking it. She soon found Pietro’s contact in the phone and dialed it.
“Hey Y/N/N.” He spoke as he answered the phone.
“Hi, is this Pietro?” Nat spoke.
“Yeah, where’s Y/N?” He questioned.
“They’re at the hospital, it’s bad.” Nat told him.
“It’s Lily isn’t it.” He spoke as a mere observation.
“Yeah.” She whispered. “They need you, Pietro, or someone.”
“I’m on my way.” He told her as soon as he hung up, heading straight from work to the hospital.
“He’s on his way.” Nat told them as they nodded.
“Thank you.” They whispered as they looked up at her. “How’s Lena?” They asked as they got to their feet.
“She is in surgery.” Nat told them. “They finally found a liver.” She watched their expression through the mirror. “It was Lily’s.”
“It was what she wanted.” They told her, a sad smile on her face. “She knew she was dying, she had known for years. She was ready.”
Y/N had soon accepted their daughter’s death, slowly moving forward with their life as she wanted. Returning to their apartment and work, slowly getting everything back to normal.
Of course, their ex never showed up, even after they had sent her a simple text, explaining the whole situation. She still never came to say goodbye to their daughter.
“Hey.” They heard a familiar voice as they waited in line at the coffee shop.
“Nat, hi.” They smiled at her. “How are you and Lena?”
“We are both great.” She beamed as she joined their side. “She is now cleared from the hospital.”
“That’s great to hear.” They beamed as Nat smiled.
“How have you been? I wanted to try and reach out to you sooner but.” She started as they shook their head with a small smile.
“That’s ok, and I have been coping.” They told her. “It’s slowly getting easier to get up as each day comes but I still miss her.” The two soon ordered their coffees and sat down at a table outside. Nat watched as Y/N lit up a cigarette. “But being back in the office has made it all bearable.”
“That’s great.” She smiled proudly at their progress.
“A friend of mine is hosting a barbecue this Saturday, would you and Lena like to join me?” They asked her as she smiled shyly.
“Yeah, Lena would love it too.” She answered them as they smiled.
“Great, here is my number, text me your address and I’ll pick you both up.” They told her as they handed her a card before getting up with their coffee in their hand. “I have to get back to the office. I’ll see you both on Saturday.” Nat waved goodbye as she watched them walk away through the crowded streets, a smile on her face as she watched them disappear.
“Do you think this is a good idea?” Wanda asked Y/N as they joined her and Vis for dinner. “Lily gave her liver to her sister.”
“I know.” They nodded. “But I just feel at ease with her, at the hospital, she was my only friend.”
“I’m sorry.” Wanda whispered as Y/N shook their head no.
“Wanda, you have the twins to think about, Pietro has work and Mon is pregnant. I didn’t expect any of you to put your lives on hold for me.” They told her confidently. “But Nat was a friend to me during the hardest time of my life.”
“I just don’t want you to get hurt.” She told them as they kissed her head.
“I know.” They smiled before helping her set the table. Everyone tried to make them feel as normal as possible.
“Y/N.” Vis spoke up as they all sat at the table. “I found her, Sharon.”
“Yeah?” They questioned curiously.
“I still have the divorce papers you had written up and signed, ready to send to her.” He informed them as they nodded.
“Send them.” They told him. “I am ready to cut all ties with her.”
“I will be sure to deliver them myself.” Vision told them as they nodded, a small smile on their face as everyone sat down, eating dinner as normal as can be.
The day of Wanda’s barbecue came around and Y/N was nervous about picking up Nat and Lena, bringing them to meet their family you may as well say.
“Hey.” They greeted as Nat answered the door. “Are you both ready?”
“Yeah, Lena’s just getting her bag.” Nat told them with a smile. Once the three of them were situated in the car, Y/N started the journey to Wanda’s. Nat was bouncing her leg up and down nervously as Lena listened to her music through her headphones.
“It’s going to be ok Nat.” Y/N reassured her, giving her knee a squeeze.
“I know I shouldn’t be nervous because it isn’t like we’re in a relationship.” She thought she said something wrong as Y/N’s smile faltered. “Not that being with you would be a bad thing because quite frankly, I would consider myself lucky if I was with you.”
“It’s ok Nat.” They smiled. “Although Wanda may be the tough one to convince, she is like a sister. Her, Pietro and I grew up together. She was the one who helped me adjust to helping Lily even though she had the twins.”
“She sounds special.” Nat whispered as Y/N nodded.
“She really is.” They confirmed as they soon pulled up in Wanda’s driveway. Helping both Lena and Nat out of the car before leading them up to the door, letting themselves in and heading straight to the yard, Pietro manning the grill, the twins running around as Wanda conversed with Monica.
“Y/N!” The twins ran straight towards them, running straight into their arms, catching the attention of the three adults.
“Hey mini Maximoffs.” Y/N beamed as they hugged the two of them.
“Y/N.” Monica smiled as she greeted them with a hug, soon followed by Wanda.
“This is Natasha and Yelena.” They introduced the two as Monica smiled, introducing herself before she decided to help the twins with something.
“Hi.” Nat squeaked out as she shook Wanda’s hand, holding her firm gaze with a smile on her face.
“It’s so nice to meet you.” Wanda smiled as she looked between the two sisters. “Thank you for looking out for this one when we couldn’t.”
“Wanda.” Y/N groaned. “I.” They started before Wanda cut them off.
“She was still the one who helped you through it more than the rest of us, and Lily would be thankful for this woman.” She told them firmly as Y/N nodded, giving Wanda another side hug before disappearing to help Pietro. “So, what is your relationship with Y/N?” Wanda asked as she and Nat disappeared inside to prepare the salad.
“I don’t really know what we are.” Nat spoke honestly. “We’re friends I guess but is it wrong to want more?”
“No.” Wanda smiled at her. “It’s never wrong to want more than you get.” She turned to look at Nat who was watching them talk with Yelena. “I watched them go through heartbreak, three times in their life.” Nat listened to her words intently. “I watched their life slowly slip away when they received Lily’s diagnosis, then when their ex left the two of them, and thirdly only months ago. Lily was the best thing that they had in their life and how they remained by her side everyday up until the very end. It shows me just how strong they truly are and they need someone to remind them of that, especially when they get sucked back into the darkness.” She looked at Nat. “Maybe that person could be you, you could be their light in the darkness.”
“So, what is it with you and my sister?” Lena questioned as Y/N sat beside her.
“We’re friends.” They started as they soon heard some commotion from the house. Getting up and heading straight inside to see the woman they never wanted to see again.
“Y/N, can we at least talk about this.” She asked as she held up the divorce papers.
“They need to be signed by you and then I can be free of you.” They told her bluntly.
“Can we at least work this out?” She asked as she pointed between the two of them. “It’s what Lily would want.”
“You have no right to say her name!” They growled as they stepped closer to her. “She was my daughter! Not yours because you ran away as soon as it got real. You abandoned her when she needed us both.” They took a deep breath as tears formed in their eyes. “Do you want to know what she asked me before she died? She wondered if you would miss her! Even though she hadn’t seen you in years, she still had good thoughts about you, and I never had the heart to tell her the truth about you being a fucking coward.” They took a deep breath as everyone listened. “So do me one favor and sign those god damn papers because I don’t want to be married to you. I haven’t for years because I lost hope that you would come home years ago. Hell, I was stupid to hold onto that hope that you would return.”
“Y/N?” She tried again shakily.
“JUST FUCKING SIGN THEM!!” They yelled as they stepped closer. “I WANT OUT!!!! SO JUST SIGN THEM!!”
“Sharon, I suggest you sign them and leave.” Wanda told her firmly as Pietro held Y/N back against the wall, allowing them to calm down. Sharon looked over their broken state, seeing that the Y/N she knew was gone, she no longer knew who they were.
“Ok.” She whispered as Wanda handed her a pen, watching over her as she signed them before leaving.
“Are you ok?” Wanda asked them as they looked in her eyes.
“I’m so sorry Wanda. I never wanted to lose myself. Not in your home.” They whispered as she shook her head.
“It’s perfectly understandable.” She told them before pulling them in for a hug.
The drive back to Natasha’s apartment was silent, once they had pulled up, they walked the two of them to the door. Lena gave a quick wave before disappearing to her room, leaving Nat and Y/N alone.
“I’m sorry about earlier.” They told her. “Neither you or Lena should have witnessed that.”
“It’s ok Y/N.” She told them as she took their hand in hers, they looked at their hands together and it felt right. “I understand why.”
“But it was disrespectful.” They pressed on.
“I can see how Lily was so caring and mature for her age.” Nat whispered as Y/N’s eyes snapped to hers.
“Lily.” They nodded as they took their hand away from hers. “I have to go.” They told her, walking away towards the elevator, Nat closed the door, leaning against it as Y/N made it all the way to their car. “Fuck.”
With that, they ran inside the building and up the stairs, running as fast as they could before knocking frantically on the door.
“Y/N?” Nat spoke confused, only to be cut off by them cupping her face and kissing her passionately. “What?”
“I needed to do that.” They whispered. “I don’t know where or when I started falling for you but I have and I made a promise.” They told her as their foreheads pressed together. “I promised Lily and I intend to keep that promise.”
“What was the promise?” She asked softly.
“To find happiness again.” They told her. “And that’s how I feel when I am around you, I feel free to feel how I feel.” They sighed as they looked in her eyes. “I am free to find myself again.”
“When you do find yourself, then take me on a date.” She told them as they nodded. “But not until your divorce is finalised and you know who you are again.”
“I will.” They nodded before kissing her once more, walking away with a wide smile on their face. Finally free to feel more than just pain and grief.
@natsbraids was it better and happier than my others? ;)
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da-rulah · 6 months
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I’m so glad ur back!! <3 I love ur stuff so I was wonderinggggg 👀 copia teaches Latin or what ev and catches the reader dozing off during the lesson? and perhaps asks them to stay after? 👀
Okay so this ran away with me, and maybe got a liiiiiiittle bit darker than first intended... And by darker I mean hornier. You woke the beast here lol
TW/ Spanking (with a meter rule... how traditional lmao), degradation, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex, creampie, student/teacher dynamic, hinting at reader being unfaithful (but not really...), reader is ofc 18+ and fully consenting.
f!reader x Cardinal Copia
18+. MDNI BEYOND THE CUT!
Perhaps if your partner had not kept you up all night with his sinful tongue and insatiable lust, you wouldn't have found yourself slumped over your desk as you dozed off in Cardinal Copia's Latin class.
It was the meter rule he usually used to point at the chalkboard cracking down on the wood by your head that woke you with a start, sitting bolt upright and face to face with a very pissed looking Cardinal.
"Am I boring you, Sorella _____?" he asked, stern features staring you down. Your cheeks turned a shade brighter than the red of his cassock, embarrassment consuming you while the rest of your siblings looked on at the display.
"N-no, Cardinal. I'm so sorry, I didn't sleep we-"
"I didn't ask for excuses. Stay behind after class. You will make up for the lost time, sì?"
"Sì, Cardinale..." you bowed your head in shame, and he paced slowly through the rest of the desks and continued the lesson.
As the rest of the siblings filtered out of the class when it came to an end, you hovered by the Cardinal's desk, waiting for him to finish erasing his chalk and acknowledge your presence.
"So, you feel my class is the perfect opportunity to catch up on some sleep, Sorella?"
"No, Cardinal. I'm sorry... It won't happen again."
"I'm sure it won't. I think you need a fitting punishment, something that will make sure you do not fall asleep where you sit for the rest of the day, no? What do you think?" He leaned on the desk with his gloved palms, hovering a few inches away from your face.
"I'll take whatever punishment you see fit, Cardinal."
"Good," he spat, pushing his weight off the desk and folding his arms over his chest. "Perhaps a sore behind will keep you awake wherever you sit for the rest of the day. Raise your habit, panties down, over the desk."
You did as you were told, knowing better than to argue with the Cardinal. His wrath would only mean a harsher spanking, and he was already mad enough as it was...
"How many centimetres in a meter, cara mio?" he asked.
"One hundred, Cardinal," you said, cheek smushed against the wooden surface.
"Good girl. I think that's too many spanks, 100... Shall we knock off a zero? I think 10 will do..."
"Yes, Cardinal."
You heard the rattle of him picking his meter rule up from where it lay against the chalkboard, and he rounded the desk to stand beside your exposed behind.
"Count for me. In Latin." Before you could reply, a swift THWACK sounded, and a searing pain shot through you where your ass met your thighs and your pussy sat in between.
"U-unus..." you stuttered, biting your lip to stop a whimper of pain escaping.
"Good," he praised.
Another THWACK, this time a little higher across the fullness of your ass.
"Duo..." you cried. You could have sworn you heard him scoff in satisfaction.
THWACK.
"Tribus..."
THWACK.
"Quattuor..."
THWACK.
"Quinque," you were sobbing by now, the burn across your ass radiating through your entire core. You were ashamed to admit that it excited you...
"Tell me, before I continue cara," he began, "what made you so tired for my class today?"
Embarrassment swept over you again, and when the Cardinal bent down to look into your eyes for an answer, you had to bite your lip and close them.
"Look at me!" he shouted, smacking the ruler down beside your head on the desk again. "Answer the question."
"M-my boyfriend... we were, uh... having sex, Cardinal."
"Aaaah," he chuckled darkly, "your boyfriend. I see. I wonder what he might think if he knew you were bent over my desk with your rear bruised and inflamed... dripping for me between your thighs...
Before you had time to argue, to try and find some dignity in the situation and save face, you were met with another THWACK.
"Sex..." you cried out, the innuendo not lost on you. The Cardinal laughed almost maniacally.
"Sex is correct, Sorella..."
THWACK.
"Septem..." Your voice wavered now, tears building in your eyes.
THWACK.
"Octingenti!" your voice came out as a shout, the ruler now landing where the first had and sending ripples of pain and pleasure through your soaked core.
THWACK.
"Novem!" The tears spilled over now, dripping down over your nose, yours cheeks and hitting the desk.
"Doing well, cara. Just one more..." he praised.
THWACK.
"Decem!"
"Brava ragazza! You took it so well, hm? Have you learned your lesson?" he asked, crouched down beside you as his hand stroked the back of your bare thigh just under where the welts were forming.
You couldn't speak, could only whimper as the tears fell.
"Cara, you must use your words or I'll have to take that as a no..."
You tried to speak, you really did, but your mind was so preoccupied with the stinging of your behind... Your mouth opened as if to say something, but no sound came out. You looked somewhat like a goldfish, trying so hard to find something to say.
"I see. More punishment is necessary, I fear. On your knees," he instructed. You didn't move right away... "ON YOUR KNEES, SORELLA!" he shouted, and you slunk down to your knees before him, sniffling pathetically. His patience had worn thin.
"First, you disrespect me by sleeping in my class," he popped open the buttons of his cassock as he spoke, "Then, you disobey an order during your punishment."
With his cassock open, he unzipped his pants and fished around to pull his cock out from it's confines. He pumped his fist along his length once, twice.
"This disrespect cannot be tolerated, sorella. You will show me respect, sì?"
He leaned down to your eye level, "Do you show your fidanzato (boyfriend) the same disrespect?" You shook your head no. "Speak!" he gripped your chin in his hand, the leather of his glove squeaking.
"N-no! I don't! I'm sorry, Cardinal, I didn't mean to-"
"Enough," he stood up straight. "Go ahead," he gestured to his hard length, level with your eyes. "Show me some damn respect."
You knew what he wanted, and frankly, you didn't want to say no.
And so you leaned forward, parting your lips to circle around his reddened tip, leaking already. When you tasted him on your tongue, you clenched around nothing and earned a hiss from above you.
With your tongue, you swirled patterns against his head for a moment until finally you started to take more of him, swallowing him down with a wet warmth that had him groaning and throwing his head back. It took all his strength to stay still, to not take his pleasure from your throat.
You found your rhythm, bobbing your head to take him to the hilt and back over and over. Soon enough, his hand wrenched your veil from your head and your hair fell down your neck. His fingers wound their way into your hair, tugging from the roots as he held you still and began to rock his hips, pistoning his cock into your mouth.
You took everything he gave you, moaning against him and adding vibration to many sensations that were bringing him closer and closer to his end.
"Cazzo, sorella... Making me want to fill that pretty pussy of yours too, eh? Are you as warm and wet down there as you are here?" he tapped your cheek as he thrusted. You could only respond with a whine. "Do you want that, sorella? Want me to fill your pussy, better than your patetico fidanzato ever could?"
"Mmhmm..." you admitted, just noise around his cock but he heard it. He definitely heard it.
In a quick and fluid motion, he pulled you off his cock by your hair and made you stand, bending you over the desk where you'd been spanked before.
With no prep whatsoever, he slid into you so easily, your arousal doing all the work for you. He doubled over in pleasure, resting flush against your back as he just waited there, feeling you.
"So tight, sorella... Fucking perfect, eh?" he began his movements again, matching the pace he had set before as he thrusted into you, shoving you time and time again against the desk with your habit bunched up around your waist.
The slaps of his hips against your beaten ass sent shockwaves of pain through you, but mixed with the extreme pleasure you felt at his large cock filling you and hitting your cervix every fucking time, it was sensational.
"He can't fill you like I can, eh? Can't fuck you like I can?" he panted in your ear, biting at your earlobe as he rutted against you.
"N-no, Cardinal!" you cried, so close to a release.
"Can he make you cum on his cock? Or do you have to help him, hm?"
"I-I have to help... use my fingers... oh, fuck!" Your head fell onto the wooden surface, hands grassing behind you and gripping onto his sleeves.
"You're gonna cum from just my cock, sorella. Let go," he instructed, and sure enough, a few more perfectly angled thrusts had you clenching around him, your walls grasping to keep his seated deep within you as your body convulsed and bliss burst through your body.
You were so tight around him, dragging his orgasm from him too with every slap of his hips against your ass. Soon enough, he rammed into you one final time, orgasm too strong to even attempt to continue even at a stuttering pace. He filled you with his cum, seeping out around the base of his cock and down the insides of your thighs.
The two of you came down together, bodies going slack and laying against the desk, his weight on top of you grounding you after such a powerful orgasm.
As the Cardinal caught his breath, you began to laugh in your blissed out state.
"Something funny, cara? What is it, hm? Laughing at your patetico boyfriend?" he jeered.
You reached behind you to playfully slap his arm.
"Shut up," you laughed, the two of you standing and adjusting. He walked to a drawer in his desk to pull out a box of tissues and wipe away the mess between your thighs and over his now softening cock.
"Careful, tesoro, or that mouth will get you in trouble again!" he smirked. You rolled your eyes again, adjusting your habit to fall as it should now you were somewhat cleaned up.
"How did I do? Convincing?" he asked, doing up his fly and leaning against the desk, arms folded across his chest.
"Oh, very. Almost made me forget my patetico fidanzato," you winked.
"I'm not actually patetico, though? No?" he gave you a puppy-dog look, as if it wasn't he himself who'd started the whole "pathetic" angle.
"Maybe just a little..." you teased, stepping between his legs and pressing a kiss to his lips. "But that's why I like you."
He smiled then, genuine and sweet, reciprocating your kiss and holding you by the waist.
"That was fun though. Perhaps I ought to keep you up every night so you fall asleep in my classes more often?" You laughed then, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"Oh sure, but what would my patetico fidanzato think?" you mocked. Of course, there was no pathetic boyfriend. At least, not other than Copia. But maybe he was a tiny bit pathetic, for you at least...
"I'm sure he'd be fine with it," he played along. "But the other siblings may get suspicious if I keep you back at the end of all of my classes, no?"
You nodded in agreement - that was the last thing you needed. Your siblings finding out that you had in fact entered into a secret relationship with Cardinal Copia? That he was the reason you were so tired so often, these days?
No, no. That couldn't happen.
"But I do intend to keep you up all night again tonight, tesoro. And every night..."
A/N: Ayyyyyy see it's all fine no one was unfaithful and everything was consensual... Sorry, this idea came to me and I HAD to write it lmao
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lidiasloca · 6 months
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i saw your post and i had an idea! azriel x reader, az comes home from a long mission, he’s tired and he’s upset but won’t talk about it, just fluff as the reader comforts him and cuddles and stuff. If you don’t like it feel free to just ignore this! x
the right thing (azriel x reader)
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You can tell.
And not just because of the bond, but because of his eyes. They look almost lifeless. The hazel in them is replaced with a sad black you have grown to hate.
It is a reminder of how much your mate actually suffers in these missions, whether he ever admits it or not. 
“Az?”
He only answers you with, “Hm?” as he makes his way past you to the desk of your room. You know all too well how prone he is to closing in on himself. 
You get up from the bed and start walking behind him. “Wait,” you try a soft tone, not letting your worry get to him. “Azzie, please.”
He finally turns, allowing you a clear look at his tired face. It breaks your heart. 
You realize you’re silently staring, but not in time. “I know I look terrible, but there’s no need to grimace.”
Your heartbeat speeds up immediately. You - you hadn’t grimaced, that you were very sure of. But the thought of Azriel thinking you had makes you rapidly reply, “NO - I mean no, Azriel. I wasn’t grimacing. It’s just - you look very tired.” 
To no one's surprise, he stays silent. So you add, “I’m worried.”
Your mate sighs, as if in defeat. “It’s Devlon,” he eventually mutters. 
You try your best not to go to the male to strangle him yourself. Gods - the times Azriel came home exhausted because of some conflict involving him. You hate him.
Azriel regards you and says, a coy very little smile now on his face, “Stop that frowning.” He brings his index finger to smooth the creases in your forehead, as if to make his instructions clearer.
You know better than to keep asking him more. You know how little words Azriel like using, especially about these things. But you make it a point to talk about this when he’s in a better mood. 
You return his little smile, happy that he seems lighter. 
After a comfortable silence, just staring at each other, he says, “sorry for earlier; you shouldn’t be the one having to cope with my grumpy ass.”
You chuckle, shaking your head. “Don’t be sorry. I understand, and - I am your mate,” you reply while taking his hand in yours and pulling him.
He opens his mouth to ask when you start leading him, but his answer soon comes, just as you gesture him to the bed. 
“You need to rest,” you command, or try to sound like so.
It seems to work; Azriel climbs into the bed slowly, then whispers, “Yes, my lady.” 
You can’t help your giggle before you follow him onto the bed. “Shut up, mate.”
He turns his eyes to yours, piercing even in the dim light. You know damn well the effect that word has on him. You smile innocently.
“Say it again,” he orders, though there’s amusement in his eyes when he adds, “If you dare.”
“No. Goodnight…” He raises an eyebrow, watching you intently. But you won’t let him win, so you pull the blankets over you, making it obvious that you’re going to sleep. 
You only have time to yelp before he pulls you out of the blankets and cages you with both his wings and his arms. “Say it.”
“No - let me go!” you laugh hysterically as he starts pinching the flesh on your ribs. “Az! S-stop that.”
“Say it, then.”
“Mate! My mate!”
He at last lets go of you, and you can finally draw breath.
“And you’re mine,” he whispers in your ear.
“Well, you almost suffocate your mate, you know that?”
“Dramatic.” You smack him with a pillow. “Ouch.”
“Dramatic,” you reply, still out of breath, and quite exhausted after trying to win Azriel in strength. “Now, I need rest.”
He smiles lovingly and says, “Goodnight then, mate.”
You observe him before launching yourself on him, more comfortable than anywhere else. “Goodnight,” you tell him. “Azzie?”
“Yes?”
“Will you tell me tomorrow?” You wrap your arms around him as you can. “About what happened today?” You try not to name Devlon, not now that he seems calm. 
He takes a moment before answering, “yes.” Precise and short, you think, but you‘re still glad he’s willing to open up to you about this knowing how hard it comes for him to do so.
“Thank you, mate” you whisper, which he answers by kissing the top of your head.
Just as you feel yourself drifting to slumber, you hear his voice, barely audible. 
“My mate.”
-Characters by Sarah J. Maas
I was soooo tempted to write the aaron warner “yes, love?” but found selfcontrol somewhere. btw, i'm super happy with how many requests you guys have sent, cause i want to write acotar soooo bad. thanku <;3.
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jj/ksi x female!reader
summary : Y/N is the Sidemen’s assistant, and JJ had had a crush on her for the longest time and a party at his place just might shift their relationship.
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Being on the set of Tinder in real life as the Sidemen’s assistant was quite tiring, yet hilarious to watch the boys act so immature. Y/N knows the feeling very well.
“Y/N!” Kon yelled after one of the girls left. “One of the girls for the video called in sick, she can’t make it. We need you to replace them.”
“What? No way.” Y/N shook her head. “They’re expecting hot and available girls, well besides Simon, Vik, Ethan, and Josh.”
“Come on, it’s only for around 10 minutes, and the guys already know you.” Kon pleaded and gave her puppy eyes. She groaned as she gave in, and Kon clipped a mic to her shirt. “Thank you, Y/N. It’s gonna be fine.”
“Whatever.” Y/N huffed and walked to the line of girls waiting to go in the room, but she was basically at the front since there were only 2 girls ahead of her.
“Where’s Y/N?” She heard her name said by Simon in between switching girls.
Kon nervously looked to Y/N on the other side of the wall then back at the tall man, “Uh, she’ll be back soon. Don’t worry.”
Y/N was next, and her hands wouldn’t stop shaking. She didn’t know why she was so anxious, she’s known these guys for a few years now, and they’re not actually flirting.
“Good luck!” The girl that just finished smiled at her as she walked out, and Y/N weakly waved bye to the beautiful woman. Kon urged her to go in, and Y/N legged up to the tinder cutout. All the boys gasped and chuckled as she stood in front if their eyes.
“Hi, I am Y/N, I’m 23, and I’m from Essex.”
“Oh, we know, baby.” Ethan laughed loudly, and she slightly raised an eyebrow before gesturing for them to start. “Okay, I’m Ethan, and I’m not really feeling myself today, can I feel you instead?”
All the boys guffawed at him and Y/N turned her head in embarrassment, “No.” Ethan went to the NO letter sign and gave her a sorry expression.
Josh stepped forward next and announced, “Could you feel my shirt?” Y/N hesitantly rubbed the fabric he held out to her. “It’s made of boyfriend material.” Y/N giggled softly before flicking her finger to the NO side. Josh shouted in protest before walking dejectedly next to Ethan.
“Hello, I am Simon. Could you do something for me, Y/N?”
“I already do a lot for you anyway.”
The remaining Sidemen ooh at her response, and Simon offers her an offended look, “Hey, I was gonna make it a nice one. But now I guess not.” Simon just walked to the NO side, and Y/N chucked quietly before locking eyes on JJ’s awaiting figure. Y/N suddenly became even more nervous and picked at the skin around her thumbs.
“Do you like black guys?” JJ asked with a massive smirk on his face. Tobi popped his head out from behind KSI and held a finger up, indicating he was intrigued to hear the answer.
“Some.” Y/N politely answered and presented a small smile to JJ. He lifted his eyebrows and came closer to the cutout. His hand came through to her, and she looked down at it confused. “What, Jide?”
“Let’s go find out if you like this one.” He grabbed her hand, and she tugged him so he jumped over the little ledge thing in the way. All the boys whooped and hollered as JJ and Y/N cackled in each other’s arms. “Is this a yes?”
“Yeah.” She nudged him to go over to the YES signs. “Okay, calm down, next.”
“I’m Tobi, and I hear you like black guys.” He tried, and Y/N pity smiled before nodding her head. “Let’s go!” Tobi and JJ hugged once Tobi made it to the YES side. “Thanks, Y/N.”
Vik stepped up and held his arms out, “On a scale of 1 to 10, you’re a 9 and I am the 1 you need.” Harry and Tobi cheered for him, but unfortunately Vik was swiped to the NO side.
Harry, last but not least, held his hand together in-front of him as he boisterously stated, “I am gonna call the cops,” he stops briefly to imitate calling the police with his hand then delivered his next line, “it has to be illegal to look that stunning.” His hands were out around him like jazz hands. Y/N pointed to the YES side, and Harry thanked her before running over to Tobi and JJ.
“All the single men over there.” Simon noticed and glanced at Y/N who shrugged.
“Didn’t wanna potentially upset anyone’s missus. Never know, never know.” Y/N reasoned.
“They’re literally your friends, they’d understand.” Ethan clapped his hands and laughed. “Although, don’t know about Freya, she’s a feisty one.”
Josh and Y/N shot him annoyed looks.
“Well, anyway, if you viewers didn’t realize or know, Y/N is our good friend and assistant so that’s why we’re continuing to talk to her.” Harry straight up says to the camera and wraps an arm around her. She smiled and waves then walks off to take the mic off. “Ok, that has been Tinder in Real Life, part whatever, thank you guys for watching and we’ll see you next Sunday. Byeeee.”
“Y/N, you’re a little minx.” JJ whistled and threw his muscular arm around her waist.
“Yeah, didn’t know you’d be in the video.” Simon mentioned loudly and gazed at Kon who held his hands up in defense. “Why’s that?”
“Girl called in sick, I was the last minute replacement.” Y/N shortly explained and removed JJ’s arm so she could gather her things.
“Are you coming over to mine tonight with the rest of us?” JJ questioned the girl.
She momentarily stared into his eyes before clearing her throat, “Do you want me to?”
“Yeah, I do. Do you want to come?” He countered her argumentative tone with his own. She narrowed her eyes at him.
“Sure, I’ll come.” JJ nodded at her words. Simon looked between the two like they were a tennis match. His best friend liked her, and he was too scared to do something about it. “What time?”
“7, or just whenever you can make it.” JJ sweetly phrased then stalked off to get his things to leave as well. Y/N saw on her watch that it was 5, and her and JJ lived on opposites sides of London.
“JJ, can I just come over now?” Y/N asked, and she strolled over to him. “My flat’s across London, and I don’t feel like making that drive.”
“Yeah, sure.” JJ wiped his sweaty hands on his pants before leading them out to his car. The car ride was silent to his flat, and when they arrived, they didn’t speak either. She plopped down on his large sectional and closed her eyes. She felt the weight dip beside her, but she was too exhausted to open her eyes. Y/N felt a hand slide the piece of hair that was over her nose to behind her ear. “You can sleep, if you want.”
“Just wake me when people get here.” Y/N rolled onto her side and kicked her shoes off to put her feet on the couch. JJ decided to tug her upper half and put it on him as a pillow to which Y/N hummed and hugged his midsection to be more comfortable. JJ could honestly say that this is heaven. As time flew by, a knock resounded across JJ’s flat, and he carefully and unwillingly placed Y/N’s head and arms on the couch.
“Am I first?” Ethan barreled in. When he caught sight of the sleeping woman on JJ’s sectional, he bolted back to JJ. “There’s a girl on your sofa.”
JJ laughed at Ethan’s whispering, “It’s Y/N, fam.”
“Oh, then Y/N WAKE UP.” He shook her relentlessly until Y/N smacked Ethan for him to stop. He giggled like a little girl.
“You prick.” Y/N grumbled mostly into the sofa cushion beneath her. JJ couldn’t help but feel annoyed with Ethan now, too. Something about Y/N making him want her approval over anyone else’s. “You shouldn’t have let him in.”
JJ snickered before rubbing her back, “The others will be here soon, and we won’t have to deal with him anymore.”
“OI, I am still here!” Ethan commented noisily.
Before JJ or Y/N could retort, a knock came from the door. “I got it.” JJ went to get it and in came Talia, Simon, Vik, and Tobi. “No Ellie?”
“She had a headache, didn’t wanna be a grump the whole night.” Vik explained.
“Y/N, my favorite assistant!” Simon cheered and squeezed her tightly. JJ felt jealous, and he knew he shouldn’t.
“I’m your only assistant, you twat.” Y/N replied, snarky and straight to the point. But Y/N’s face gained a smile when Talia came and sat next to her. “Talia, my love.”
“Y/N, I have missed you. Too bad you’re running around with these lot.” Talia insulted her fiancé and his friends. Simon gave her a frown.
“Harry, Lux, and Cal said they’d be late, they’re getting the drinks.” Vik informed everyone, and went back to chatting with Ethan and Tobi.
“Who else is coming, besides Josh and Freya?”
JJ answered Y/N, “Chris, Randy, Will, and maybe a few other people.” She nodded and laid against the back of the sofa. JJ convinced himself to sit beside her and if anyone comes, let the others answer the door. “Are you gonna be drinking tonight?”
“Jide, please. Of course I am.” Y/N grinned his way and leaned into his side. JJ tensed for a second before relaxing and enjoying her body close to his. “I wish Harry would hurry up, though.”
“He’ll be here soon.” JJ murmured. Simon and Talia shared a glance before tuning into Vik’s rambling on how football really isn’t his sport. Y/N as time passed was more on JJ than the couch, and his hand was on her thigh, wrapped around her middle. Harry had arrived with Lux and Cal and all three were towing booze. A couple of drinks in JJ’s system made him more comfortable and Y/N was practically on him by now. “You’re so pretty.”
Y/N scrunched her face and gripped his neck, “No, you are.” The two were too caught up in each other to notice everyone else watching them from the corners of their vision. “So handsome.” Her mouth reached up to peck his exposed collarbone, and JJ shuddered from her airy kiss. “JJ, you’re so fine.”
“I need you.” JJ blurts out into her ear, and she smirks before kissing his neck.
“Beer Pong!” Simon bellowed causing JJ and Y/N to separate and get up to go play. “Talia and Y/N against me and JJ?”
“Nah, fam, couple against couple.” JJ gripped Y/N tightly to him as she laughed quite tipsy. Talia and Simon again exchanged looks, but nodded to KSI before setting up the game. “We got this.”
“Yes, yes.” Y/N chanted back, and her and JJ fist bump. Talia put the last bit of drink in a cup and decided her and Simon would go first. She missed the cup she was aiming for, but Simon didn’t. “I got first drink.” Y/N downed it, and JJ stood amazed at her. “Ok, our turn.”
JJ shot and made it into the cup, and Y/N did, too. “Drink up, ladies!” The two got to shoot again, and JJ sinked it in. Y/N’s ball went off to no man’s land so it was Talia and Simon’s turn.
The game continued until Talia and Simon met their final defeat when Y/N’s ball went into the last cup. “Let’s go!” Y/N and JJ embraced and cackled as they had won. “You look so good right now.”
“Yeah?” KSI cockily replied and pulled Y/N to the hallway where it was quiet. Y/N hummed and pushed her lips against his jawline. “Y/N, do you want this?”
“Yes, now stop talking.” Y/N demanded and smashed their lips together. JJ’s body hit the wall behind him and his hands held her waist. Y/N moved her kisses down his neck and over his collarbones which made him grunt softly. She left hickeys in her wake and didn’t stop until JJ interlocked their lips again. A moan escaped Y/N’s mouth when JJ’s hand traveled to her butt and gripped it. “J.”
“My turn.” JJ whispered and trailed his lips to behind her ear where he sucked. Y/N breathlessly whined and tangled them closer. He maneuvered down to the base of her neck where he placed a nice purple hickey.
“JJ.” He loved when she said his name. JJ peered up at her as he lifted her shirt to peck her chest and stomach. “Let’s go to your room.”
JJ hurriedly dragged them both to his room and slammed the door closed. He was pushed onto the bed, and Y/N straddled him. JJ’s fingers clasped onto her hips and molded into them as they continued their hot and heavy make out. At some point, Y/N was switched to be on her back with JJ dangling over her, his chain swinging in her vision.
“Too beautiful.” JJ groaned into her neck. Y/N hauled his mouth back to hers. Their lips sunk in to each other, and they slowly detached. “Do you want to or no?”
Y/N smiled, “If you do.”
“I do, I do, but I want to know if you’re sure.” His eyes searched hers. She simply nodded and brought him in for a kiss. Y/N slipped her shirt off and pulled at his, encouraging JJ to do the same. He did, and Y/N traced his abs and chest muscles. His breathing stuttered, and she smirked. “Y/N.”
His light scolding made her gently laugh. “What?”
“You know what.” JJ put his hand on her left boob and squeezed and she moaned. “See.”
Y/N enjoyed his teasing and returned the favor by palming his hard-on through his sweatpants. JJ clenched his eyes shut, and Y/N knew what she was doing. “Are you gonna love me now?”
JJ’s lust overtook him, and he basically tore off Y/N’s jeans and threw them somewhere on the ground. His pants were off seconds after hers. The two gazed at one another as they existed almost naked. JJ looked up once more for confirmation which Y/N smiled and nodded. He instantly pushed her underwear aside.
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JJ woke up with a body clinging to him. He was about to freak out when all his memories came flooding back from the previous night. Y/N was perfectly curled into his chest and their legs were intertwined. Her breaths were hitting his skin delicately. Her hair was a mess but he still thought she was the most perfect being to have lived.
There was commotion outside the door, and a minute later, Talia bursted in. Good thing JJ and Y/N were both covered. “What the fuck?”
“Shhh.” JJ hushed his best friend’s girlfriend. But that didn’t help since Y/N jerked awake and groaned at the sunlight hitting her pupils. “Baby, Talia’s in here.”
“Loud ass.” Y/N snarked, and Talia snickered. “Yes, yes, we had sex, everyone calm down.”
Talia’s jaw dropped, “Oh my God, Simon is gonna love this.” She ran out and screamed for Simon.
“So, what does this make us?” JJ nervously questioned while wiping the hair from Y/N’s face. She hugged him tighter and pressed a kiss on his cheek.
��I’d love to be your girlfriend if you’re down to be my boyfriend.” Y/N slyly said and held his cheek in her hand, caressing his cheekbone with her thumb. JJ’s expression transformed into the widest grin Y/N has ever seen.
“Yeah, I’m down.” JJ responded.
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niki-phoria · 11 months
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hello! is it possible if i req a fic based on drunk yeonjun? we all know hes a light weight so maybe the fic can be based around him calling out for his (m!) s/o? then taehyun just gives up and calls him for help😭😭😭 i hope this was understandable?? tysm! 🫶🏻
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pairing: yeonjun x male!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 693
includes: probably innaccurate depiction of drunk yeonjun, this gave me an excuse to rewatch the ep so thank you lol, i strive to be as androgynous as this man
a/n: thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it :))
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you sigh as your phone vibrates violently against your table once again, stealing your attention away from the essay open on your computer screen. you glance back at the block of words before finally giving in and reaching over to grab it. yeonjun’s contact photo lights up the screen making you furrow your eyebrows as you slide to answer the call before pressing it against your ear. “hello?”
“y/n,” taehyun sighs from over the other line. 
“is everything okay?”
“yeah, yeah, we’re fine,” he says. in the background you can hear the muffled noises of some sort of scuffle. “i’m really sorry to ask but yeonjun’s a little drunk and he’s been asking for you.”
you chuckle, closing your computer as you stand up from your desk. “i thought you were filming something today.”
“we did. we were on suchwita with yoongi-hyung and he got a little drunk…”
“a little?”
“...okay, maybe more than a little. anyway, i’m calling because he keeps asking for you. i’ve been trying to get him to lay down but he keeps asking for you.”
“alright, i’ll be right there,” you chuckle. 
“thanks y/n.”
“anytime.” you shake your head with a small smile as you shove your computer into your backpack. you quickly swing it over your shoulder as you rush out of your stuffy apartment, running down the empty seoul streets to the txt dorm. 
the door swings open almost as soon as you knock on the wood. a very tired taehyun stands on the other side, quickly joined by yeonjun stumbling into view. “you don’t know how good it is to see you,” he chuckles as he moves to let you in.
“that bad, huh?” you chuckle. 
“y/n!” yeonjun all but pushes taehyun out of the way as he rushes to tackle you into a tight hug. you stumble backwards as he relaxes all of his body weight against you. 
“hi jagi,” you pat his back gently. yeonjun buries his face into the crook of your neck, keeping you firmly trapped in his arms. you turn to look over his shoulder as best as you can to look at taehyun. “i’ll take care of him. you can go get some rest.”
“thank you again,” taehyun smiles before he turns, disappearing into his room.
you sigh as you return your attention to yeonjun. you lean over to press a kiss against his cheek before coaxing his head away from you. “come on jagi,” you whisper. “let’s go sit down.”
yeonjun hums in acknowledgement, though he doesn’t make any attempt to move. you sigh as you wrap your arms around him, slowly guiding him towards the couch. he all but collapses onto the cushions, blinking up at you with half-lidded eyes as you grab a cup of water and some tylenol from the cabinet. “y/n,” he calls, reaching over to grab your hand. he rolls onto his side before he pulls you down to lay on the couch beside you. 
“jagi,” you whisper. you bring a hand up to brush a stray strand of hair out of his eyes. “you should eat something. or at least try.”
“don’t wanna eat,” yeonjun’s words slur together as he leans forwards once again, pushing you down onto the couch. you grunt as he shifts to lay fully on top of you; effectively pinning you down against the couch. “just cuddle with me.”
your protests fall on deaf ears as his eyes flutter closed. yeonjun hides his face into your neck once again. you finally relent with a small sigh, bringing a hand up to rub against his back. “fine,” you whisper, hiding a small smile of your own. “we can cuddle. but you have to take the advil when you wake up.”
“okay,” he mumbles. 
your hand slips underneath his shirt, causing goosebumps to arise on his skin. your other hand moves to brush through his hair. you twist the soft locks between your fingers until yeonjun’s breath evens out. he falls into a peaceful sleep on your chest as you lean down to press a kiss against his forehead before joining him in falling into bliss.
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